Date: Tue, 20 Jul 2004 17:08:54 EDT
From: Acecdote100@aol.com
Subject: a transylvanian tale of lust

It was night, the deepest densest part, when small rodents scuttle out of
their hay filled homes and frolic in the fields. Yet in the moonlight the
owl is also spying over their domain and closely watching the poor
unsuspecting creatures.

This reflects what is happening, directly outside the wide expanse of your
half draped window. The moonlight has entered, crossing your soft slender
legs and playing on your warm luxuriously full bosoms.  Your soft shiny
apparel, only enhancing the moons delicate rays, which are reflecting in
your rich black flowing hair.

You must be too hot and sensitive to sleep soundly, as your body is
undulating in the nights warmth.  As the curtains sway in this light
cooling breeze I was able to observe your sleep. Short breathless pants
were being expelled from your full open lips. If only you were aware of
your sleeping demeanor, the pulsing movements under your silken gown, which
are slightly exposing the rich depth of cleavage, that you brazenly display
to me in the moonlight.

I craved the pleasure of you, an untouched virgin ripe and within my
grasp. I was beginning to salivate over your nubile lustrous body, you were
needed to satisfy my unusual cravings. My desires had been heightened by
the sit of the moon and baying of my dogs whimpering at my feet. My cape
was getting hot sticking to my otherwise naked frame and I needed to enter
your plush interiors and ravish you as you had never been handled
before. To take you and make you mine, to control your very spirit and
direct your destiny for evermore.

You of course, feeling the need for coolness, had left a narrow opening,
into which I could squeeze and emerge inside your boudoir undetected.
Should I awake, the gentle pale skinned virginal ripe women, in my midst? I
flew to you kneeling at your four poster bed side and removed the lace that
hid your supremely fresh forehead. I was unable to stop my lips from
caressing that deep unblemished skin. Your ivory skin was kissed with
delicate movements. My tongue came darting from my mouth to feel your long
and throbbing neck. The neck that gently throbed against my sensitive
tongue feeling its vibrations.  Seeing the veins of your neck ,rich and
full of sweet virginal blood filled corpuscles. The sight made my eyes
sparkle and my pulse quicken.

I was about to insert my long pearly white incisors deeply in that neck
when...

...your sleeplessness moved your neck away from my perfect insertion. I was
wild with anger and lust, so took strong hold of your slender frame,
holding your shoulders deep into your thick silk bed covers. Your eyes
opened and in that instant, as I looked so deeply into your awake orbs, you
immediately sensed the urgency of my desire and reciprocated it. I smiled
warmly, in the knowledge now, that you were within my powers. You in turn
burst open your robe to expose your large upturned comely breasts which
protruded so wondrously towards the beast in me. I felt my own beast rising
as the circulation in our loins intensified. You had to have me, to take me
deeply to your large swollen breasts. You grabbed my neck and pulled me to
your round youthful bosoms, never been seen by any mere mortal. You knew
that I was the one for you and instinctively pushed your breasts further
towards my drooling lips. I exposed my fangs to your glowing eyes and
without needing any further encouragement, stuck them into your bountiful
left mound of burning flesh. The bite felt like a sharp pin prick to you,
which after its entrance gave a pearl of red virginal blood, which began to
run over your nipples exciting them to hardness.

I was able to release your shoulders from my tight grip, as you were as
much in need of my body as I was of yours. I stood and you could see my
tall and slender frame in full. The cape only half covering my naked
features, which you longed to observe. You rose, from the luxury of your
bed and took my cape off my shoulders. It fell on my own swellings, until
you took it, opening it further, then cast it aside.  You spied my
nakedness that had been sealed for many a year, since I was a mere 19 years
old.  This youth transfixed you to my frame, made you urgent to take your
fingers towards me and twist them in my dampened pussy hairs. As your wild
digits pleasured my silky cunt hairs I touched your delicate shoulders and
the shimmering lacy robe, touching you so slightly, fell to your feet.


We were then as nature intended, exactly how I invisioned you in my vivid
dreams, within my own castle walls. My impish harlots had implored your
audience to ravish your skin. but I had told them that their Mistress must
have the first bite at your blossoming cherry red lips. I knew my decision
had been right, as you and I were both naked together, glorying at each
others radiant beauty.

Your touch was so sensuous that I instinctively moved closer. so that you
could finger my increasing dampness, my gathering of harlots could never
please their mistress with such tenderness.  This feeling went deeper than
my skin, to my veins with every drop of blood begining to tingle. Those
enhanced feelings that sensed the nights flavors, enticed me towards you,
to voluptuous curves, to a full breast which I took in my long claw like
fingers. You liked the invigorating scratch that lifted your rich swelling
becoming firmer to my fingers long nails. Your nipples hardened as my firm
movement reached them.Your eyes told me to fill my mouth with your
warmth. I needed no further encouragement as my lips began to salivate over
your wonderous breasts so full and bountyfull. They longed for my sweet
lips as they glowed in the nights moonlight the nipples hardened and
upturned for me.I could feel you slightly quivering with your deep desire
for passion. I was forced to fleetingly touch your pussy hairs and find
them dampening to my tender touch.

I ran my long slender tallons over your naked glisterning form allowing me
to cover you with my touch.My lips now began caresses those full bossoms.
Your needs and desires were now as my own. You pulled me to you, imploring
me to take your body, as it stood naked and wet before me.


The transylvanian night has many eyes!