seduction (erotica, be warned!)

She came over and we had dinner... spaghetti made with red wine and mushrooms... a pinot noir after, the only light, was from candles, and my personal favorites playing in the background...
I sat her down in the living room to stew, while I cleaned the kitchen up, singing to her along with the music as I did.

We talked after of things shared that we both an interest in. I took her hand and stood her up, first kissing her lips then her neck, my hands slowly leading her in a dance.
When the song by the cure (the same deep water as you) came on, with out stepping back I looked her in the eyes, and with out saying a word began to undress her... first her shirt and bra... taking special care to love and worship every inch of her body, each curve and turn of her body in its time, still leading her in the dance.

Then I, as she continued to sway in the trance of the music, freed her legs and thighs from those confinements worn by her. Again with detail, my lips and hands give great care to each curve and valley, my hands never touching her skin, but raising the energy between fingers and flesh as they passed.

She moaned under my care and wanted me then and there but I was not ready... no willing to take her so quickly slowly I stood before her my feet never having left the place they were when we started to dance... my lips so close as she breathed I felt them.

one of my favorite dead can dance songs came on... slow at first then building and I spun her round the room in a dark waltz... ending in an embrace that merged our bodies as one, moving like a tree in the wind to the music and as the song by Vangelis (La Petite Fille De La Mer) came on she started to weep. With out stopping I asked her why with a soft smile on my lips.

"Why do you weep?"


Her eyes were clouded and lost in some life she never knew saying,

"No one has ever given so much care to my seduction... no man or woman has ever treated me like this…"

I kissed her deeply, still dancing, our body’s very close, and then I told her to undress me.
She was new to this, and was hasty still; still she took her time and tried with all her soul to match the care I’d given her to me.
We were both nude and pressed together in the candles and she breathed into my mouth "take me..." I said "no... Not yet"

My body became that of a great hand, moving over hers as we danced there in the candles and music, and when she could take no more, my mouth found hers again. My cock slowly eased its way into her swollen and waiting pussy, and we danced like that.

She began to quiver... to weep... her legs to weak to hold her up. I took her into my arms and carried her to my bed... only 3 candles burned in my bedroom, but the music was still with us and I told her, “Now I will worship you as a goddess... “

I took the silk cords I had at my bed side and tide her wrist gently to the head board and her feet to the footboard... and blindfolded her with a silken scarf...
I then anointed her body with heating oils and spent half an hour massaging her body; First her shoulders and breast, rubbing gently the muscles of her midriff and inner thighs, then to the calves, ending with the feet.

I found the spot on her right foot that enabled me to bring her to orgasm and worked that spot for 10 min, all the while her body arched and rocked like a thing lost in the wind, moaning and begging it never stop.

During this the sounds that filled the room were those of Gregorian monks ... the candles flickering almost in time to their worship, as I worshiped her body.
She continued to weep... begging me not to stop... she moved in time to the music... a serpent entranced by the master. As (Fortune Presents Gifts Not According to the Book) by ‘dead can dance’ began to play I told her.

“Now… You are ready,” and she agreed.

I moved up her thighs, my lips kissing each side in turn till I reached her clit. My hands went under her hips and pulled her up, and I braced her up with a very thick pillow. I began to suckle at her clit, her body trembling the entire time... I could see the lips swell with blood, I could smell the sex growing in her, the hunger for it, she begged me to claim her.

Still I sucked at her; as the lyrics began in the song my fingers from under her found their way into her waiting pussy. First one, then two then three fingers, I pumped them into her as I sucked her. She cam instantly, and let out a sound utterly inhuman.
Placing two more pillows under her I sat watching her for 10 min. Her body quaking and trembling like mother earth when she lets slip her plates ... her breathing was broken, shallow... hazarded.

She went to speak and I told her to be silent... she never felt me move forward... she did not know when I would enter her. But when I did... the head of my cock reaching the full depth of her... she broke into tears... hysterical with completion.
I took my pleasure from her like that... 10 min it went on. Pulling out and freeing her hands so she could sit up leaving the blind fold on, I took her head and moved it close and told her.

"I want you to finish me, and not waist a drop."

And she did so eagerly, hungrily, consuming my cock utterly. It was my turn to tremble and quake, as she sucked so hard that as I cam, it felt as if she literally sucked the very life from me and consumed every drop.
We collapsed and laid there in the music and candles for 3 hours wrapped in each others arms and legs... motionless... breathless, till sleep claimed first her then me.