Bruce T, 31 Mar I live in a little section of valley, about Corpse In The Wytch Elm - In Chasms Deep - Symphony Of Horror (CD miles long that runs through mile wide river bottoms. For some reason it seems to have been the equivalent of the Vatican for the Adena Culture, predecessors to the following much more well known and publicized Hopewell Culture.
Up until the invention of the bulldozer there were hundreds of mounds around, they were mostly razed to make way for industrial development in the period just before, between, and after the two World Wars. As the Adena faded away at roughly C. A graveyard many of my relatives have been buried in has a smallish Adena era mound in the middle of it with stone slabs on top to support a flagpole. There was a tree there until late s.
It went down and there was what was left of a skeleton partially stuck in the roots. Locals took the bones and whatever they found in the mound home and the slabs were placed and the first flagpole erected. Ironically a number of families had their relatives planted on the flanks of the mound after the tree fell. It has a large maple growing out of the top of it.
If it that tree ever gets uprooted, all sorts of bodies will pop up. It sits on a narrow ridge above where the main groups of mounds were and has a similar commanding view of the countryside in the opposite direction. I guess the settlers figured why waste perfectly good burial mounds? In New Guinea, some tribes put the dried smoked corpses of their dead in crevices in large trees.
I carry no disease that you can contract from such intimacies. I do not risk my health for a one-night stand. In fact, I had no plan of it, so I have not purchased my own collection of such items. It is best to have everything cleared up before we begin, is it not? His eyes darkened. She could tell he had questions, but he seemed to think it was not the time to continue speaking.
She easily nodded at that, if he wanted to take charge, she was happy to let him. There was nothing quite like someone who liked to top. Heidi tried to ignore the liquid pooling between her legs. He pulled Heidi to the edge of her seat and Heidi slipped onto the rug, settling herself between his knees. Heidi ran her fingers up the smooth leather of his breeches and the back of her hand brushed along his inseam.
His eyes were drawn to her neckline, which was scandalously low. From her vantage point she could see the edge of her rosy brown nipples.
His tongue swiped over her bottom lip and she opened for him. Heidi moaned as his other arm wrapped around her. She melted into his embrace, relishing the feel of a hard male body clinging to her as if his very life depended on it. Her nipples pressed against his waistcoat. Heidi moaned and Percival kissed her shoulder as her knees began to ache.
His hair brushed against her cheek and a shiver raced through her. Running her hands along his waistband, Heidi unbuttoned his waistcoat and tugged at the tunic, pulling the linen free. She slipped her hands under the cloth, exploring his chest. Her fingers Corpse In The Wytch Elm - In Chasms Deep - Symphony Of Horror (CD his nipples and Percival made a noise of want. Heidi traveled the expanse of skin beneath the tunic, feeling his ribs and finding a scar, gently encircling it as she watched his reactions.
He bit his bottom lip when her thumb circled a nipple and she grinned. She threw her head back, giving him access to her neck, and while he was busy, she unpinned the ties for the bib of her dress.
He cupped her breasts, taking them in his large, warm hands. His actions were deliberate, and Heidi shuddered, clenching her thighs. He knew what to do, thumb pebbling her nipple, and that spurred her on. Heidi moaned as he pinched the peak between his fingers. He bent over, without another word, and twirled his tongue over one, leaving a wet trail in its wake. Heidi pulled at his waist and brought him flush Album) her.
Percival worshipped her breasts, devouring them like a starving man. He suckled, bit, and laved his tongue over the slope of her breast. He tugged a nipple into his mouth, raking his teeth over the sensitive skin. She hissed at the flash of pain, but threaded her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and pressed him forward, encouraging him to continue.
She wanted to see him, wanted to feel him heavy in her hand, and this God-forsaken clothing was not helping. He chuckled, low and dark, and finished with the last three buttons. Have you ever held one? Percival brushed a lock of her dark brown hair out of her face. His finger crooked under her chin, urging her to meet his gaze. She teased him with her thumb, pleasantly surprised to feel a bead of come pearled on the tip, and spread the droplets over his head.
She pulled her hand from his trousers, licked her palm, and then took him in hand once more, pumping his cock a few times. Heidi reveled in the sounds he made. She hushed him and pushed him back into the settee. Percival collapsed onto the cushions, and she quickly made work of his pants, opening them so she could get a better look. It was magnificent. A touch larger in length and width than her last relationship and generous enough to make her incredibly happy.
She licked him again, grateful to see that he was clear from any visible sores or anything. At least he was being truthful on that account. Percival groaned and her heart raced. There was nothing like having a man under her like this. Good God, he was a dom. I have not yet granted you that. Lifting her skirts, Heidi revealed her garters and the belts that held them in place, needing to navigate around the fabric to do as he bid.
Percival held up a hand, stopping her, seeing the bare skin at the top of her stockings. He removed his gloves, tossing them on the nearby tea table.
The skin of his hands were smooth, skin cared for, as his fingers slipped between her legs and unhooked the garters. The stockings fell, one by one, as they were released from their hold. Knowing what he was expecting, Heidi was rewarded when his eyebrows shot up, his fingers coming in contact with the fabric and he would be surprised as hell when he discovered her modern panties beneath the skirt.
She licked her lips, closing the distance between them. Heidi lifted her skirts and straddled his lap, careful not to slide onto his member, per his request. She guessed that he would care only for his desires and hoped she was wrong.
Heidi Album) to roll her hips and feel the satin skin brush against her folds. Clenching her jaw, she fisted her hands into the material of her gown. He weighed it, cupping it, and pinched the nipple. Doing her best to let him see what she was doing, Heidi reached between them. She dipped her fingers inside her body, coating them with her arousal. She moaned, feeling the stretch of her body. His breath hitched and Heidi watched in rapture as he pulled her fingers to his mouth.
He sucked her first two fingers into the heat past his lips. His tongue curled around them and tasted her salty wetness. Her thumb teased his hole as she took hold of his shaft and stroked.
I need to be inside you. His eyes were dark, the shades of blue and green swirling and his voice husky. His head rolled back on to the decorated frame of the settee as she lifted up, exposing his flesh to the air of the parlor and slid back over him, the movement easier this time. Pumping him in and out of her channel a few times, Heidi shuddered, knees going weak.
Already her body was accommodating his girth, despite the lack of a recent action. Each time she pulled away, the heat of him almost falling out of her, the man beneath her whined. His fingers dug in deeper, trying to get her to move, harder, faster, anything. But he was letting her control the speed despite his need for domination. Percival groaned. He was enjoying himself, but he was also keeping his promise to her, by not being loud. She banished the thought as quickly as it occurred to her, not wanting to think about his other conquests when she had his cock inside her core.
Unwilling to wait any longer, Heidi began moving on top of him. She kept her pace slow. She was getting ready to direct his hands to her breasts, when Percival reached up and pinched her nipple. He rolled it between his finger and thumb, gently, as if he were testing her own resolve.
Her breathing picked up and, since it had been a while, Heidi could feel her thighs already burning with the effort.
When he found the right rhythm, Heidi convulsed above him, gripping him tightly between his legs and groaned. Rather than telling him to shut up, Heidi captured his mouth in a kiss.
Her breasts pressed against his chest, she rolled her body against his. She tightened around him at the demand. She loved a man who knew what he wanted. Leaning over him, Album) caught his lips in a kiss again, her hands traveling over his shoulders. His movements grew erratic, fucking up into her, and Heidi pulled away from their kiss and reached behind her, throwing her skirts out of the way. His stomach tightened against her own and Percival grunted. The feel of his cock pulsing deep within her passage, emptying into her, brought her to the brink.
Her hands snapped out from behind her and grabbed for the settee. His voice in her ear triggered her climax and Heidi fell over the edge, pleasure washing over her, from her head to her toes. Her walls clamped down around him, his seed still pumping into her womb. Her body wanted every last drop that he had to give. Gasping for breath, Heidi leaned forward letting her skirts fall back into place over his knees and fell against him.
Not quite ready to look him in the eye, she turned away from his neck. It would be far too tempting to lick at his pulse and try to coax a second round out of the man. Within her, Heidi felt his cock pulse one final time, and she answered the movement with a roll of her hips.
She nuzzled into his neck. God, he was good, and she was going to miss the hell out of him when he disappeared in the morning. Clenching her jaw, she fought back the sting of tears in her eyes.
And now she was going to have to play the unfeeling whore, just to survive the next few minutes before she could make her escape. Clearing her throat, Heidi sat up. His cock slipped out of her and already Heidi regretted it, the feeling of completeness vanishing as their bodies parted. She waved her hand back at him, unwilling to look him in the eye.
Besides, I must make sure the proprietors did not awaken. Before he could say another word, Heidi raced from the room and down to the kitchens, her stockings loose around her ankles. Damn, damn, damnshe thought, throwing herself onto her knees near the cabinet, searching for a clean towel. By the time she returned to the parlor, Percival had put himself to rights, without the aid of her towel, and was standing at the hearth, staring at the fire.
Be warned. Chapter 1. Chapter Text Heidi dropped the damp dishtowel on the cleaned table and collapsed onto the chair, sideways. He was using her for cheap labor, but she had little choice. A shudder of revulsion rippled down her spine. Do not piss him off; he could be a paying customer. The dream of warming by the fire died in her heart.
Her response blurted out of her before she could stop them. I do it all the time. Her suspicions were all but confirmed. Serving him as a guest would be a distraction from her woes, at least for an hour or so. And maybe prevent more water dripping all over the floor. Almost anything for a few extra pence in her pocket.
Her heart lurched at the smile. The cloak in her arms soaked into her dress drawing her attention away from her examination. Her nipples pebbled against the cold cloth and she swallowed.
Mortification colored her cheeks as Heidi crossed her arms. Fuck that woman and her schemes. She smiled at him. He quirked an eyebrow at her, and Heidi felt like maybe she was missing some sort of social cue. Her heart lurched. Of course, the man was a full noble, how stupid of her.
Something about his laugh calmed her nerves. Heidi dashed out of the room, Album), groaning at her absurdity. The mental image sent a shudder of revulsion through her. Heidi nodded her head and glanced at the door, the need to make an exit foremost in her mind. Heidi smoothed her skirts, knowing she could hold her own for thirty minutes.
If his gaze was as serious as his tone, he was telling the truth. A nobleman and a tavern maid? But it did. Oops, she was a little too good at this. Pulling herself back to the present, Heidi was surprised to see the man staring at her.
Had she missed something? A curl of anticipation rolled between her legs. She worried her bottom lip, shifting in her seat. He nodded. For a fleeting moment, she wondered what his title really was, but asking would ruin the moment.
Her eyes on the pink of his tongue, her core swirled with desire and her panties grew wet. She looked down at his hand, holding her wrist delicately rather than forcefully. In the hearth, one of the logs popped, snapping Heidi out of her daydream. Just as easily as it had overtaken her, the spark blew out and Heidi slumped her shoulders.
He chuckled, softly. Heidi took pity on him. Heidi furrowed her brow at him, the statement an odd one. Now was not the time to discuss modern birth control, if she wanted to get her jollies. She reached across the chair and held her hand out to him. His cheek scratched lightly against her hand and desire pulsed through her.
His eyes grew darker, the aqua color mixing to something stormy, and Heidi smiled up at him. Percival tensed, but did not jump and she smiled up at him, pleased at his control. She cupped him through his pants and raised an eyebrow. The man was gifted. Percival growled and dragged her up to his lips. She pulled away, drawing in a breath of fresh air.
Percival jumped from the settee, pulling her up with him, and laid kisses along her neck. Once the fabric was out of the way, Heidi took a step back. Through the layers of clothing, she could feel him, hard against her stomach. She let out a shuddering sigh. It had been far too long. There was little she could do, her knees going weak.
He looked up at her, eyes hooded. Heidi reached between them and began fumbling with the myriad of buttons that were in her way. She nodded, her mouth watering in anticipation.
Once she had clearance, Heidi reached under the fabric, taking him in hand. Smooth and hard as he was, she whimpered. Percival cursed under his breath, but held his own as she ministered to him. His eyes locked with hers and Heidi swallowed under the intensity. He pursed his lips, looking guilty at her.
She licked her lips, mouth going dry. Heidi wet her lips and dragged her tongue along the underside from base to tip. His hand curled around the back of her neck, his fingers gripping her. She wrapped her lips around the head and took him into her mouth. His fingers twisted into her hair and he yanked her head back. A signet ring on his right pinky finger glinted in the firelight.
Heidi giggled and raised the front of her gown a bit more, to expose her underwear. Giving him a little striptease, Heidi hooked her thumbs around the cloth, and pulled it down. He stared at the damp cotton on the floor after Heidi stepped out of them. Percival nodded dumbly. He ran a thumb over her cheek and stared up at her face.
Heidi moaned and arched into the touch. Warm lips encircled her nipple and he sucked. Fingers bit into her arms as he pushed her back. Heidi whimpered as he took her hand off his shaft. Percival made a noise of disappointment. It was clear he was rarely ever denied anything. The head of his cock spread her wide. Heidi hushed him by squeezing him deep within her. His eyes glazed over and she rolled her hips.
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