The Chosen

That night a held chill, lighting flashed in the distance, it was late as he was walking home, his head pointed down, as he toke in a long sigh, the brake up between him and his love, had really hurt him. Every light on the street was out from the storm, running wild that night, his clothing was soaked, he then looked up and old 2 story Victorian house the only one light up with candles as he could see on the window seal.  He smiled softly peering in, as he heard the beat of drum in his mind; he closed his eyes, opening them as he heard the curtains the house were drawn back. Gazing in he saw her nude, and her pale skin stood out against her blue eyes and black hair.1

She was dancing and oh what seductive dance this way, her hips moved against the chair she had claimed, swing around it, up side down and thrusting up, as much as he tried to move, he was froze by her untamed eyes. He was glued to her, the music was louder, he could hear her moans as she pushed against the chair, he shock his head his eye widening. HE closed them again, and as he opened them he felt a wind and she was there inch from his face, her hand laying on his chest " you enjoyed the show yes?" he started startled as well,  " y -y -y yes, very much".2

She looked him OVER TAKEN IN HIS MUSCULER TONES, HIS LONG DIRTY BLONDE HAIR, AND HIS DEEP GREEN EYES.  Her eyes flowed up his leg, and hips " come with me ", he couldn’t answer, as he was soon fallowing her up the steps each one cricking.3

She turned to face him as they entered the house, and pushed his coat off his wet clothing hugged his body. She ran a finger up his neck and down his shoulder, he shivered slightly, as the next thing he knew, she had him standing at the foot of a bed. Her hand laid on his chest rubbing " Mmmm so strong, how do I get you to take me?" his eyes where closed as his body shivered, he was in trance " touch me", his voice was thick and rusty. 4

A smiled played along her lips as she rubbed her hand under his shirt popping the button as it came off, then to his pants line, she pushed him down to the bed, her long finger grazed along his thighs and into his pants dancing in his genitals hair. He let off a soft moan; as he looked down his pants gown, his cock lying partly harden against his inner leg.  Her hand ran up his body and down, as she started kissing down his neck, over his chest now her clips lightly kissing along his pants line and that crack right where his legs met his crotch. He moans.  She drugs her fangs up his body, and to his ear "pleasure me!" it was and order to the one she chose. 5

He obeyed, as he ran his warm strong hand up her ass down her legs, cupping her butt again as he pushed her against the window seal now. Her finger nail ran though his hair, as his hips grace a dominance of grinding to her, his cock was hard and stood to attention now, as her turned her around in his arm, his cock pressed into her ass crack, as he pushed her down her ass hitched in the air, her arm laid over the window seal, his cock plunge now into her warm pussy.6

She arched pressing back into his hips, his hand holding her down against her back and the other on her hips, as his thrusting was known, a smacking sound echoing though her home. He moaning along with it, both there body start sweating, soon pulling her down to her hand touched the floor, almost bent in half, as he still thursted, he bent him self back and arched up into her walls, he moans became loud as he was getting close. 7

She managed to moan to him " not yet, not now", he stopped suddenly in midstream; as he pulled out and away, his eye once green where glazed by temptation. She dropped to her knee turning around, as he lips pressed into his warm cock covered by her juices. His hand rested on her head, as his hips started to work, her tongue passing over his head and underside of his cock, she was impressed by his size and strength. 8

She continued and before he got to close she backed off, laying on the bed and pointed to her swelling pussy " now!" this was her only words, as he approached her dropping to his knees on the bed, his hand rubbing up her body and to her breast rubbing only his finger tips along her nipples, his tongue soon played small circle around her clit and opening.9

She laid her head back arching to his tongue, the tongue that pleasured her massaging her opening as it journeyed into her walls.  He made the yummy sounds of goodness; she tasted so sweet, as his upper lips rubbing her clit. She was coming close, as she told him " holt", he eyes flashed holding his own secrets, as he rose over her his strong chest pressed to hers " no", his words where solid, as she soon smiled, his dominance was out to be had.10

He pushed his hard head into her and soon inch bye inch taken her, as one hand laid hugging bed sheet the other grabbing the post of the bed, her legs warped along his waist. He start thrusting, enough to rock the bed, with out pain there was no pleasure. For little moment it hurt both there hips, then lost in pure bliss of exotic. His thrusting be came a hard pumping then to soft grind as he came close, and now bucking his hard cock into her his ball rubbing against her inner legs.11

Her nails scratched down his back cutting him, he nose toke in the blood smell, her eye fogged over with gray, as she bit into his neck hard, drinking of his blood so sweet and warm, as his thrusting was hard and forceful, she chose him for this reasons.  He soon arched cumin in her, she couldn’t hold the bite, the feel of his seed, brought her to her climax, moaning out " oh thats it fuck me good", his hips toke more pace soon arching more, pumping into her, blood ran down his chest, as he finished his cumin, she was soon done as well, she pushed him off, to her side, and licked the blood from his chest. He panted opening his eyes as he was free from her now, the house was rugged and empty, bored up, his cock lies in his hand, as he looked around. A sigh escaped his lips, but there on his neck lay sore and red. He stood zipping his pant gathering his thing; he looked around once more, as he was leavening the house, the smell of candles wax flooded his nose.12

He walked down the steps as he was leavening he heard her " the chosen", her voice lingers in his head, and every night, he would return to her for pure pleasure and nights to come.13