Halloween Fantasy

SuthernCumfort

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Its Halloween
Its Halloween
Its time for tricks
Its time for treats
Its Halloween


So, if you could describe one sexual fantasy about Halloween what would it be? Somewhere deep down everyone has a fantasy about some creature of the night.

Allow me to open those doors inside you. Allow me to be the master of ceremonies. Describe your fantasy, allow someone to assist you. Let the evil in your heart out, let the lust in your veins flow.



Tell me your darkest desires, your hearts lust. Allow me to fulfill those fantasies.
 
Then allow me to play Morrigan and we will be off sire. What is it that you require of Morrigan? There are things about her that you do not know for in her heart lies the darkest secret. A lust filled cocoon she surrounds herself in. Allow me to draw you to her.

Step inside my parlor. Shall we begin?
 
sadly, i'm off to bed...though i'm thinking of starting another Morrigan one on one thread
 
Well if this is a halloween fantasy and it's till an open thought to it. I have a few kinks to me, nothing particularly gross or big, just a few things I'd like.

I Have a thing for tails, and another for breasts. Large ones to be precise.

What I'm looking for and what I'd like Is a Woman with a tail. Just a functioning tail. With Massive breasts. (Forgive me I know about the lower back pain. the horrible chauvinism of it. but you can't help what you're atracted to.) Something in the DDD's or better. (I know sad isn't it.)

Don't really care too much about all the partics, As long as the other woman isn't blonde (And please people it's just a preference.) I won't care too much at all about the specifics. I have another little kink for tans and darker skin though, but that's kind of unimportant.

I'd like a story, or at least a reason why I'm doing the Horizontal tango, but I leave that in your more than capable hands.

Here's the kicker, The part other than the Tail (Maybe ears,) and the huge bust. I want it to end with a tit fuck, To be able to lie back and let it happen. Being worked by soft flesh until I cum, and my precious little kitty licks up the cream so to speak. Fantasy.

If that's agreeable to you.
 
Well, you have to promise to play nice. I am open to all suggestions as this is my playground and I like lots of company. I am sure I can accomodate that with one of my girls. Please, sit in the parlor and I will get right on your request MR?

What would you prefer to be called? Sadly, the ladies I work with feel the need to have a name they can scream out in the heat of passion.

A tail, large breasts. Ah yes, Devilynn. She should do you just fine. Now sit, rest, she will be down shortly.



(Now that you have entered my fortress, it is up to you to see that your fantasy gets fulfilled. I can give you what you want but you must provide anything extra)
 
Y'know what, if this is my fantasy. For once I'll be me. Though I won't use my name. We'll call me Chronicle, or Chron or Chro.

K I'm 6 foot, currently I weigh 170. (Ten more punds to gain Yay.) I have long hair and blue eyes. Enjoy the play.
 
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Chro will do just fine now, have a minute, and I will call her.

Devilynn is a short brunette with amazing green eyes. Her large chest is rather burdensom some times but most men like it. She keeps her body polished to a sheen and covered in coconut oil. Her tail makes her the main attraction.

She was born with the appendage and as she grew so did it. She was never bothered by it for it was like an extra finger or toe. One just adjusted. Now, in the tiny little outfits, she grew more brazen allowing the full length to flow freely as she walked.

She met the man called Chro in the fantasy chamber.

her voice, definately southern was calm and seductive.

"What is it that you wish today Sir. I am Devilynn your reqested fantasy. I am at your will"
 
I had sat in the room for a while when Devilynn walked in. flawless skin, the breasts I had asked for, I wouldn't guess at the size but they looked so very firm and Squeezeable.

I swallowed deeply watching her tail twitch. It's movements were hypnotizing. the sway of her bosom also caught my attention as she walked over to introduce herself.

"My will, I'm sorry, I hardly know where I am, where've gone. Suddenly I was asked about a fantasy and then poof here you are. Not that of course you aren't incredible but, this is all a little sudden."

I tried to tear my gaze away from her breasts but I just couldn't. All I hoped was that she took it as a compliment.
 
"You must understand Chro? is it? That here in the world of fantasy, we all live and thrive. Here watch" she said as she tossed her head back. Her hair quickly colored platinum, lips crimson, breasts shrank. Eyes blued and before him her stood Marilynn Monroe.

" I can give you what you want" she said in that all to familiar breathy voice. Her giggle the same as the late starletts. Once again in a flash, she changed and once again, it was Jenna Jameson standing before him in the pornographic flesh.

Then back to devilynn.

"I can be everything and anything you wish. I can also be your greatest fear. Fantasy Chamber is only alive in the season of Halloween. Yet, most go away from here with a sense that it as all real. Now, what shall the order of business be? Would you prefer a bondage fantasy with me? A sexual encounter in a dark place? It is yours to choose and it is mine to give to you" she said b owing her head. She had been born into this world of servitude and lived for the great challenges it held.
 
I watched her submission, heard her tales, and I couldn't decide. I too lived to give pleasure, and was hard pressed to tell her exactly what I wanted, or how I wanted it. to tell truth I was almost leery of something so easy. Of an offering to me.

I stood and crossed forward looking at her chest, that hypnotizing sea of soft flesh, and placed hands upon it the first time, My hands not covering a breast not even palming one fingers splayed. An impressive feat, that I couldn't touch rib over her breasts, even with my fingers. Fantasies like I've always wanted and never known ran through my mind like streams of crashing lava, burning and inciting me.

"Then make me want you, make me desire your touch, I am not cold or disaffected but I want to feel." I paused unsure of how to say this. "Well wanted. Make me feel that I am wanted and important to you, that you need me and what I can give you."

My confidence more returned that the streams were no longer pulsing in my mind, I backed away, my hands falling from her breasts leaving tickling swaying trails down them, running the nipples through the crease of my index and middle fingers pushing those fingers together till I slightly pinched her.

"Tell me Devilyyn? What you want me to do to you, so that I can know what I want you to do for me. Take me somewhere that I don't know a room in this fortress that we may be alone in and know each other."
 
He had asked of her a request she could fulfill. She had known for years that she had desires of her own yet, could not fulfill them until she was asked. He was doing just that.

Taking his hand, she spoke not a word yet led him out of the Fantasy room down a long dark hallway. Ending in steps, she watching his face, led him just beyond the dark into a stone room.

"If you will, please, hold my hand a little longer. You will see what I am really, and then you shall decide. I am a creature of habit I must confess, yet down here, I am alive and it is within that aliveness, that I can truley fulfill your wants" reaching out, she pushed lightly, and as a light unfolded around them, she stepped into the place she called home.

It was a large room, covered in pink lace, black leather, red lace and white lace. The bed covered in red and black velvet tapestries set in the middle of the immense cavern. Steps, three, led to the coverlet, white silk. The bed itself was covered in virginal whiteness. Around them, pink roses, red roses, white roses, all manners of roses, in vases, on the floor, here and there, strew over clothing, the floor, everywhere.

Turning to him, she spoke. Touching him briefly, running her soft fingers over his face.

"You have seen inside a creature bred for pleasing others. This place, this chamber is where I live. This is how you perceive me" again, she ran her fingers over his face, allowing his eyes to meet hers. She was drinking him in. Intoxicated at the sheer desire of this man, this man who wanted to actually know, to feel her, to have her, yet at her own free will, was more than she could take.

"Noone has ever wanted a Fantasy creature to want them. Yet, no fantasy creature has ever wanted as I do. Chro, I can show you what you want, yet, I ponder. Can you give me what I want?" she said. There was no doubt that he could. Yet was he willing. For the consequences alone would be dire and great.
 
She was asking me for something. And I was not sure what, but I had the idea. Of how much she could want, of how simple walking forward to touch her was and how simple it would be to do again. Her hand continued to touch my face. And I returned the favor. Running my thumb along her smooth jaw. The darker flesh slick form the oils she used.

"What is it you want, Shall I touch you? Softly? Sweetly? Kiss your flesh and call you lover?" My hand cupping her chin I bent to kiss her. Softly, sweetly, my lips a hungry thing. One kiss, and fingers that roamed her arms, and her sides. then it broke and I kissed her face. her cheek I nibbled her jaw, and my hands finally encircled the breasts I had become so enamored with. I stopped my hands still on Devilynn's mountainous chest.

"Shall I use you? Make you my plaything and keep you to what you know, Do you desire a master and not a lover?" My hands squeezed roughly, dug in, the strong grip I have from drywalling and labor forcing my fingers into her breasts. I bit down on her neck and then softened all touch. Licking the sore spot on her neck and softly caresing where my fingers dug in.

"Tell me what you want, that I may give it to you tell me what you desire that I may know my happiness. That I might make you happy, and that you may want me." I bowed my head, embarased at these last words and sat on the edge of her bed not willing to look her in the eye. Slowly I took her hand and pulled her to sit with me. I stroked her face and nuzzled my head against her.

"What can I give you?"
 
She looked him in the eyes and spoke.

"I want to feel human. I want to feel wanted and needed. I want to feel warmth and compassion. I want to feel. I give people the feelings they desire but I want to feel that desire" she said. Allowing him to continue
 
Breathlessly I bit her earlobe and put my hands to her face. turning her to me I whispered to her before a kiss.

"I desire you."

The kiss was long and deep, My tongue forcing it's way at first then softly and easily meshing and dancing with hers. Holding her face in my hands I knew what she wanted from me and what I wanted from her. So similar they were, to please our partner. Well I would let her once she had been. To let each other please each other.

"And I'll let you stay with me here as long as I can and as long as you desire. I'll desire you as long as you desire me."
 
She could taste him, as she stood captivated by his own desires. His own needs seemed to shadow hers without an afterthought. She only wanted what it seemed he wanted.

To be needed. To be wanted. Not just as a fantasy but as life is wanted. Real.
 
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