Desirable Dark Lust

Still, warm and limp, his body waited. His hands held our embrace as I eased him downward. His cock was soft and the wound I created was dripping. My mouth covered the open flesh and I drank deep swallowing the hot fluid again and again. I felt his sex rub against my face and I backed from my drink with a growling. I gritted together my bloody red teeth and rubbed my palm over his softened cock. I wanted to know him hard again. I wanted to feel him fuck me. I wanted to see him vital and living, living a life that he had not been privy to until now. I wanted to make sure of that.

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Posted by ~Holi on 10-05-2008 04:30:00 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

What a beautiful dark soul fully exposed. This bella shares everything and opens up wide for us to look inside if we dare that is, and I suppose this is my dare to you as long as your heart can take the passions revealed. See the rest now...

Posted by ~Holi on 04-05-2008 17:04:00 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

O' Wicked One, with your wicked ways... yes, this lovely is waiting in the darkest of dark places, and she is waiting just for you. If you dare enter her forbidden world, she will take you on a journey you may never have imagined before, until now. Because now, the wicked one is pulling at you to come with her and let her use your body for her own pleasures. What hidden desires to you never share? What dark fantasies do you have deep within? You can share them with the wicked one, she will not tell, she will only give to you all that your heart is pleading for... are you willing to go with the wicked one? Go Now...

Posted by ~Holi on 04-05-2008 16:56:55 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Candles flickered against the stone walls with shimmering flecks of light making the place feel warm like something planned far in advance. The truth is I never had a clue that old man would be lying in my path nor did I even suspect my own reaction to him. I watched him devour his food like a starving beast with no mind of my presence. He is not concerned about me or how this meal became, simply grateful to eat. His hunger had moved me to the point that I was undecided what to do next.

That kind of hunger is within us all. I guess it is what drives us to do the craziest things, or let the most outrageous things carry on. I have given largely to those who were never really in need, their reaction, and what remained was little to nothing. I would wager this man will never forget this night should he live for eternity. And something inside of me has taken a pity on him I suppose, or maybe something else to. His striking looks are handsome and his eyes sparkle. His lips so very kissable and my wanting to touch them may have been what anchored the thought in me to go to him.

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Posted by ~Holi on 03-05-2008 22:21:00 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

Like a large pile of rags destined for an inferno, and drenched with the strong smell of whiskey, he laid along the path, a heap of a man. When I saw him move, I paused to gaze at him, thinking how easy it would be to kill him right now and end his miserable, pathetic life.  Before anything else, I thought about the taste of him on my lips and down my throat.

 Something in me gave away. I literally took a step back pressing hard against the stone wall as if the wind crashed into my middle. My hunger stabbed me and my body weakened. As my body bent a little forward I dropped down until my knees hitting the cold coble and my palms pulled me in his direction.

 "Old man" I barely whispered but with a raspy voice and stern as I was crawling, no being pulled toward him.

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Posted by ~Holi on 03-05-2008 22:08:53 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

    It was a bit unnerving to see the water fall gone. There was absolutely no sign of it. Not one sign of the opening where I had come. It was solid rock matching the walls of my resting place. It was dark and if not for my immortal gifts, I would be blind. There was no panic in my hands as I grazed over to be sure. Yes it was there, a covering, a wall, solid stone where there was an opening and a waterfall acting as a curtain.

    Before I had a chance to call out a name or think an escape, I saw the pile of clothes with a parchment folded in half and the word ‘Yours’ written. Inside the folded note was nothing but an arrow. My head moved, turning in that direction and I saw the opening to a passage. Assuming it was the way out of this place.

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Posted by ~Holi on 03-05-2008 21:55:53 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

    That was forever ago, it is over. I should forget by now. Damned my memory... and my heart for holding on. Eternity. Damn. I can feel the streams of heat flowing down the death of me, burning the dead cold of my soul. My wet eyes open wide hearing my gasp before I realize where I am and she soothes me, thoughts of her soothes me. I whisper softly her name 'Shae'.

Posted by ~Holi on 03-05-2008 21:38:28 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

    Like a rag doll hoisted by invisible line, I rise. My body limp I can not look away from the depths of the sky. My long black cape obeying gravity, exposing my flesh to the night. The pains that bound me release and slowly I am descending down again, meeting the steed that waits for me. It's back bare and my seat. My naked thighs straddle and squeeze the warmth beneath me, and away.

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Posted by ~Holi on 03-05-2008 21:34:33 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)

    The sky opened up and the stars twirled, falling until the wet specks softly landed on my face. I couldn't help but giggle a low laugh in my throat. My eyes squeezed tight and my body spun slowly, reaching my arms out to each side catching the white droplets on my flesh. 'Please don't let this moment end' I heard myself whisper. My thoughts were of things, and those I can not, will not ever forget.

    Some strands of hair escaped the velvet hood and I drew the soft cloth tight over my body, but nothing covered my bare feet and I laughed even more. It was not the night or cold to shield but a clinging to vaporous memories that surrounded me.

    A cold touch brushed over my bare white hand, stopping at the very large dragon-embossed ring that covered better than half my middle finger on my left. Something pulled and twisted the ring, but I saw nothing. Gripping my hand to a fist, I lowered my hood with the other and my eyes grew hot. I was sure the black pools of onyx were now sparkling emeralds.

    My ghost grabbed me firm and held me close. I gasped and breathed in. Yes... I breathed in air. Not because of need but because it was what I wanted to do. I wanted to taste air and to feel it rush into my lungs and out again. My breath was deep, and something beyond. When I exhaled, the aspiration made a brief appearance, directly in front of my face, just inches from my lips. I felt his words over my mouth as if he was making sure they found their way to my core.

    'I am your promise.' My body shook with the claim. 'I am your past, your present and your future. You'll never be done with me.'

Posted by ~Holi on 03-05-2008 21:15:17 | Add your own comment, currently 0 comment(s)