Mischievous Goth Lover

The festival of the Moon Goddess was tonight and considered scarce to many who worshiped the Goddess. This was the only night where she would grant almost anything to her followers. Large bond fires were blazing in the center of the festival, shooting flames high to the darkening skies casting a soft glow over the horde. Delicate gray smoke swirled about radiating a pleasant faint sage scent. This night belonged to the Dark Goddess and these people who came here to celebrate her greatness.

I wandered around the different sites with my sisters of our coven, looking for a missing link. My long soft leather skirt silted almost to my hips on either side for easy movement and knee high black boots laced snuggly to my legs. Wicked, lethal pure silver daggers tucked at my thighs, waist and on back in between my shoulders blades. Goddess, I loved being loaded!

“Hey look at the left fire! Isn’t that… Jericho? Oh shite,” one of my sisters nodded over to the large man dancing with a wantabe sister; clinging to him like any man’s sweet wet dream. Of course, Jericho being a male didn’t complain even though he belonged to her.

“’Tis time for my male to be claimed, don’t you think?” My coven hooted me on as I broke away from them stalking my prey. The brilliant moonshine bathed everything in a silvery glow except where the fires touched.

My sinful heeled boots crushed the lush green Irish grass beneath my feet, greedily consuming the space between us. Just then the woman backed up her ass to his cock, rubbing him like she was fucking him. That sealed it; the bitch is dead! I grabbed the back of her head by her short curly hair and yanked her to face me. Shock widened her black lined eyes, and her equally heavy black lips formed an O of surprise. Without so much as by your leave, I hauled back my arm and bitch slapped her to the ground. I stepped over her fallen heap, reaching for his leather corded necklace that held his talisman. “You’re mine and I keep what is mine, savvy?”

Clamping his large hand on my hips, he urged me to dance with him. His savage onyx eyes burned down at me afore he lifted me from my feet, swinging me around the fire. “Savvy, woman. Now, let’s play.” His breath painted my moist lips; his tongue lapped my lower lips before he pulled back. By the Goddess Robes, his voice was the best thing I heard in a long time, tiny jolts raced to my throbbing nubbin aween my thighs.

The thunderous rumble beat of the drums vibrated through us, grinding his blood stiffening cock into my flat belly. The rigid corset shoved my full breasts at him, chafing my tender nipples and the pearled tips of them sharpened into tight diamond hard points. My corset abraded over his naked hot chest making him purr in delight. His flat male nipples peaked, rubbing them against my unyielding corset like he couldn’t get enough. Cheeky bastard!

Settling me back on my feet, he turned my back against him so my back was to his chest. His erection jabbed the crack of my ass and I swear I was going to cum then. I pushed out of his arms leading him to the nearby forest, and the beat of the drums drifted behind us. I hid behind a large tree watching him walk past me; hunting for my special scent as he sniffed the air. I pulled out my handcuffs hiding them behind my back while I whistled for him.

Jericho turned sharply, his dark eyes pinned my feet to the ground. He seemed to grow bigger and taller the closer he stalked over to me, much like a sleek panther on the prowl. Also, he really liked my come-fuck-me boots, drooling a little at the mouth.
“When I fuck you, woman, I want to feel those naughty heels digging my flanks. There are some other things we’ll sample that will make you shriek your pleasure for all to hear.”

Liquid heat settled low in my belly, weakened my knees, but not my resolve to claim his ass. My aureoles tightened with painful allure imaging his wicked lips sucking them.” Back against the tree, Jere.”

“Do ya want tae tie me then, little one? Would ya suck me hard cock with that hot wee mouth, eh? I’d like that verra much.” The back of his hand wiped at his mouth, backing up against the tree with his thickly muscled arms raised to a high branch. “Get tae it then, wee witchling.”

The loud click of the metal handcuffs on his wrists excited him so much his thickly veined penis pulsed harder and his silted head beaded with clear precum, sliding down his shaft to his taut ballocks. My fingers caressed down his chest skipping his abdomen, and massaged the front of his tented leathers. “Ah, so you wanted me to suck your cock, baby?” I purred kittenishly before my mouth suckled his flat male nipple then bit him harshly. Gentle laps of my soft tongue eased the aching sting I gave him while my free hand unsheathed one of my daggers, glinted sharply from the fires from the village. “Be still. I wouldn’t want to nick you.”

The cold blade slowly traced a line down his happy trail to the bulging laces over his large aroused cock. He sucked in a harsh breath pulling in his lower belly, and staying still like a statue. His bronze skin covered hard rippling muscles of his chest, belly and thighs. His ruined clothes fell to the moonlit ground at his feet.
“Get down on your knees like a good wee little lass and suck me cock like I’ve dreamt of.” His rough brogue sent tingles of sweet sweet pleasure to my throbbing clit. Really was there anything more delicious that having a grown alpha man make his demands known? “Show me those sweet-berry tits!”

“What don’t you like my corset, baby? I wore it just for you and no panties. My juices are hot and thick, waiting for you to fuck me hard.” Just the thought of his magnificent penis penetrating me sent me into a frenzy of wild lust. “But just not yet. I haven’t played with my new toy nearly enough.”

Sliding down to my knees, my moist breath puffed across his wet pretty head and I licked my lips at the tempting sight. I put the knife down on the ground within easy reach because there still was a chance an adversary might have followed them. My fingers tenderly cupped his heavy sacs full of cum, massaging his stiff balls in small circles. The head of his cock reddened as more of his blood rushed to his groin, his excitement building. The hot creamed liquid spilled freely from his silted head, running down the long thick shaft to his ballocks.

“For the love of the Gods, woman you best take me deep intae your fuckin’ mouth!” Straining against his bonds, he tired to reach for me to no avail while I took pity on him. Very slowly I licked the salty precum from his near bursting head, and down his rigid stalk. My mouth fastened greedily on his tortured ball sacs, sucking them deep into my hungry mouth. The taste of him almost knocked me to my aching ass, but I managed to stay on my knees. “Fuck me now, witch afore I spend my seed outside of your delectable body. I’m ‘ungry for your tits. Come give us a taste, now.”

I couldn’t take much more, however I wasn’t through with playing either. As I stood my constricting corset loosened and my aching nipples peeked up at him, beseeching his ardent mouth, teeth and tongue. My long skirt slithered to the ground revealing my swollen labia to his ravenous eager demon eyes. That’s when I saw the horns on his thickly haired head extend fully. This is what I wanted. After I devised myself of my clothing, I relevantly stroked his impressively long horns to their sharp points, then back again. A harsh shutter racked his big body, leaning into my touch. “Do me now, witchling.”

Reluctantly I let go of his fascinating horns to wrap my long bare thighs around his narrow waist. The sharp points of my high-heeled boots rasped against his strong flanks like he wanted as my hands clutched at his shoulders. His cock brushed back and forth against my wet silt, demanding his girth to stretch me in delightful thrusts. Gasping a moan, his mouth latched onto my tall proud nipple. Holy Goddess, his fangs erotically scraped my puckered aureole sparking another blistering flood of hot liquid to my nether lips, coating my thighs and his heavily veined penis. Licking my lips, I tasted his essences again and my head fell back giving him greater access to my considerable charms.

“Feed me intae your hot wee body, baby.”

Adjusting slightly, I impaled myself on his turgid erection and we both groaned in appreciation. It took a few slow thrusts to get him all the way in my tight weeping channel.

“Next time I want you to fuck me blind.” I breathed in a soft sigh, grinding his cock in and out of me. The near unbearable tension in my lower belly tightened excruciatingly wanting his hot cum to bath me so badly my sight dimmed slightly. His stroking hardness pulsed against my stiff little clit creaming even more for the blissful climax I knew only with his body. “I’m aching so badly, Jere! I want you to spurt your cum in my womb to make me cum so hard, baby. Please!”
Sweat poured off us like raindrops from the Gods as he grunted with each heavy thrust into me. One…two…three more lunges I came so severely I practically passed out. A sharp tug had his arms free from the handing branch and he grabbed the hard globes of my ass, setting a challenging pounding to my weightless body. One sharp smack to my ass had me coming hard again just as he shouted my name, pumping spurts of his hot heady creamy cum in my womb. Little aftershocks of my climax racked my body, holding him tight within me, while he tenderly carried me to the large pool, deeper in the woods.