Protagonist
One evening I was out enjoying the nice summer air walking around the neighborhood. The moon was full over head and there was a cool breeze to subdue the warm air of the day. My mind was wondering and winding down from my stressful work day wishing there was a better way to get by in life.
Narrator
As you walk along the road, the road to your left seems like a better way, even thought you always go right. The Moon looks like a big green light that way, so you follow your instincts. There are many houses up this road that are older than most. They are in good repair, but older. Most are dark, but some have lights. You see two houses that look inviting. Not sure why they would, but they do.
One is victorian era, 3 story, steep sloped roof, smoke from a chimney, and lights on in the den and living room...quaint. The other is grecian looking, almost entirely concrete. It has decorative gardens and well lit statues. The lights inside are on, showing a more modern interior.
Protagonist
I walk up to the grecian looking home. I like the modern look with the garden and statues accenting it.
"Nice looking place. I wonder who lives here," I think to myself.
Narrator
It is hard to say what happened next. You are standing in the yard of a house you do not even know, then you are on the porch and the door is open. A relatively tall woman is standing there. Her black hair is pulled back into an extremely tight pony tail. Her charcoal gray top and dress are tight , but too tight. You can see her curves are many, and though you hope she doesn't notice, you linger at the mountains on her chest, stretching the dress nicely. Her shoes look to be basic flat house shoes.
With her light green eyes wide, she asks, "hello, I did not expect you so soon."
You wonder why you would be expected. You wonder who she is. You wonder how you got inside the house...did you walk in the door already?
As she closes the door softly, you feel the need to say something. Gotta be cool here, confident...what to say now?
Protagonist
"My apologies, I didn't realize I was so...early," I say confused as to what has transpired.
It was like I blacked out just for mere moments. I don't remember walking up to the door nor even knocking on it. For that matter when did I walk in?
I try to look around at my surroundings, but my eyes are locked on the captivating woman in front of me.
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You can hear the ticking of an old clock from the living room. The smells of something good are coming from the kitchen. You can feel the age of the house greeting you warmly. Yet, your eyes stay locked on her.
"It's no trouble," she starts, walking around you, "I was ready for you anyway." Her soft touch on your shoulder is electrifying. Your body tingles with her body so close to you. From behind you, she says "Dinner is ready, and I have a place set up just for you." She walks past you. You watch her hips sway from side to side as she heads away from you.
Your body seems frozen there, watching her leave. You hear her voice from the kitchen, "Come on now, I'm ready." You begin to follow her voice into the kitchen. The room is spacious and exquisite. You could not imagine how much it cost to stock this place, so she must be rich.
Speaking of she, your host is now wearing a french maid outfit. Her black and white lace outfit fits perfectly, with her too-short skirt that flairs out. The near strapless top that leaves plenty of cleavage hanging out there. Her hair is now curled and bounces around her shoulders with every movement. The high heel, black patent leather shoes are excredibly shiny. She stands from the table, having laid the last of dinner on it.
She steps backwards from the table, standing obediently behind your chair. Her head bows as she folds her hands in front of her, "Hungry, Monsieur?"
Protagonist
Still tingling from her electric touch I can't help but wonder how she changed her outfit and did her hair so fast. She only left my sight for but a second...or did she? It was like time stood still for me while she went about getting ready.
"I'm very hungry now that you mention it, but you didn't have to go to so much trouble for me," I reply as I walk over to her and the chair.
Before I sit down I take her hand and give it a chivalrous kiss hoping to feel her addictively electrifying touch. The tingling sensation is almost intoxicating as is passes from my lips through the rest of my body.
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"It is no trouble, Monsieur." her accent is quite thick now. With the chair pulled back, you sit down as it is pushed up to the table. "I live to serve you."
Your every desire is fulfilled during dinner. She helps you cut your meat, refills your drink, and wipes your mouth when needed. The food is the best you have ever tasted. You notice, though, that every move she makes around you, you can feel your body drawn to her. It is like she is a powerful magnet.
As you finish, she pulls your chair back to clear the table. She bends over the table in front of you, giving you a clear view of everything underneath her skirt. You can't help but feel your manhood firmly press against your pants. You notice a slight shake in her butt. Is she flirting or is it your imagination?
Unable to contain yourself, you stand behind her. You reach your hands out to her waist. Her tight corset feels so good in your hands. Her electrifying touch is almost too much for you. You lean or maybe fall into her. You are unsure of how it happened, but somehow you have poked out of your pants, and even more amazing, your manhood finds it ways past her thong and penetrates her.
Every nerve in your body explodes as you press her against the table. You have never felt such ecstasy. You slide so smoothly, you feel her warmth through your clothes, you can sense her soft curves. She is unlike any woman you have ever been with, she feels perfect to your every desire and fantasy.
Each thrust feels more amazing than the last. She moans softly each time. Maybe she is enjoying it as much as you? But it isn't long before you cannot contain it any longer and are ready to unload. As you climax, something happens...
You are wrapped in light, and lose all sense of where you are. When you gain your senses, you are standing in the garden in the backyard, just off the porch. Your hostess is standing further from the house into the garden, looking away from you, her arms appear to be crossed. She is dressed as she was when you first saw her.
Not sure what happened...maybe it was a dream...maybe it was, well, you're not sure. What do you do now?
Protagonist
I'm really confused as to what is happening. It felt too amazing to be a dream. But how did we end up out here? I walk further into the garden to my hostess. Maybe she will give me some answers or at least give me another addictive touch.
"Excuse me, but what are we doing out here," I ask as I approach. "I could have swore we were just in the kitchen a moment ago...er...um...together."
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Looking away from you still, she answers softly, "It is so difficult finding men that can show restraint. They either undress you as you say hello, or they are not even interested in your species." Her voice is so soft, you cannot tell if she is mad or sad or just stating a fact.
As she turns to you, the moonlight catches her face, washing out the color of her skin, but her eyes still glow a beautiful green. "You are exactly what I have been waiting for, and I guess I'm a little scared." A slight breeze picks up, so you move in to keep her warm, wrapping your arms around her. While her touch is still electric, it is not as strong as it was earlier.
Comforted by you, she continues, "I am ready for a long rest and I was hoping you would join me. The magical lure on the porch and the dream test in the kitchen were just my way of seeing if we could fit together." You are not sure how to react, as you have been manipulated throughout the evening. However, it has all felt so good, you are not sure if you really care about it or not.
"So, the question, my love, is this," tilting her head to the statues that stand throughout the backyard, "Will you join this enchantress for a long, and much needed rest?"
You are not quite sure what to believe, as the evening has been filled with so much. But you do know, that the way she makes you feel is like nothing you have ever felt. So, what do you say to her now? Do you have a question to ask? Be careful...you never know what you might get yourself into next.
Protagonist
Surprisingly after hearing the truth I'm still drawn to her. I've never felt this good in my life. It's like she takes all the stress and unhappiness away.
Still unsure of what she means I accept, "As long as I am with you that is all that matters to me."
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She smiles at you warmly. "Then put your clothes on the porch, my apprentice will get them." She moves towards an empty, square marble pedestal. It's about a foot off the ground, and sets about halfway back in her yard.
You do as asked and strip to nothing. You carefully put your clothes on the chair on the back porch. You are a little self conscious until you turn around. She has done the same and stands near the pedestal.
You can see her in the moonlight, almost glowing. Her smooth skin, luscious curves invite you for a closer look. Her breasts are full and quite perky. She has let her hair down, so it hangs loosely around her shoulders. Her look is one of longing yet contentment.
"You look wonderful, dear. So tell me, how would you spend time with me?" She shifts her weight as she bends over and touches the pedestal. "Face to face? One in front of the other? Or perhaps, u prefer something more submissive?" With that last question, she kneels quietly on the pedestal. "What do u want?"
Protagonist
"I would like us to face each other and be wrapped in a loving embrace," I reply as I walk over to her.
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Holding out your hand, you help her onto the pedestal. Her naked body looks perfect,..every curve, every shape, every look about her drives your desire for her even more. She slides to one slide of the pedestal allowing you access. You step up next to her, with not much room to move.
You reach out and cup both of her well-sized breasts. She puts her hands on yours as you rub them. If touching her is electrifying, then her touching you is explosive. You have never felt so turned on. She leans against you and kisses gently on the lips. Without any warning, your unit expands and swells and unloads almost instantly.
This has never happened to you before. You have never lost control like that before. You try to apologize but you find it hard to move. She pulls away slightly, leaving you frozen in place. Stepping down she walks over to the porch and wipes herself off.
Within a few seconds, she's back with you. Putting her hand near your manhood, she "pushes" it back into a normal state. Climbing back up on the pedestal, she puts her breasts back in your hands. She then puts her hands on your waist. Leaning back in, you find yourself moving again.
You both kiss again, but this time you keep control. You so enjoy the taste of her lips on yours...so soft, so warm. You release her breasts and move your hands around her waist and then down to her butt. As you grab each cheek, you feel it happen again...enlarged, hardened, then unloaded. So again, she leaves you frozen and goes to wipe herself off.
After pushing you back in, she resets herself in your hands, each butt cheek in a hand. The next kiss once you start moving is just as good as the first. She feels so wonderful. Pulling her in close, you pick her up slightly. She raises one leg to wrap around you. Her arms go around your back, as she passionately kisses you.
For the last time, your manhood expands, but it finds a home...deep in her. Your movements solowdown, like in a movie. You can feel every part of your body against hers. She presses in tighter and you feel the sensation of an orgasm, but it doesn't happen. It's like it's there but won't quite finish.
You try to move to change your position, but you can't. You can't move at all. Your stuck for good now. You can see her pale grey features in stone, which must match yours now. You are in the climax of an orgasm that won't come. You are not sure how long you will be like this, but you are in the arms of a stone goddess, buried deep and connected to her, in a perpetual state of climax...
The Sun begins to rise on your statued bodies. In the future, it's either heaven or insanity, but for right now, there is no place you'd rather be.