****** The Wind Caressed Her Bare Skin by lady laura ******
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The Wind Caressed Her Bare Skin


The wind caressed her bare skin, she held out her arms to the stars as though
to embrace the universe, the moon reflecting on the stream as it flowed over
her feet soothing her as no other tonic could. She breathed deeply of the night
air filled with the scents of the summer night. It was as though there was a
static in the air, as if just before a lightning storm, though not a cloud
marred the perfect star filled sky. She lay herself down on the moss covered
bank of the stream, content to bathe in the moonlight and the peaceful sounds
of the night. And fell into a gentle sleep, dreaming of a force that might
satiate the desires that burned in her, that craved something she had not yet
been able to find.

He stood in the clearing, staring at the moon and stars, wondering what had
possessed him to come here in the night. He was supposed to be at the tavern
with his friends, planning their trip to the festival in the eastern realm.
They were to celebrate the betrothal of his brother and to find him a woman to
entertain him for his last trip as a free man, and perhaps one for his own
release. It had been a long time since he had attempted to satisfy his urges,
it was always an exercise in frustration for him, never attaining the release
he desired. never really getting any satisfaction other than knowing he had
pleasured them, yet he felt an emptiness that left him craving. What he craved,
he wasn't sure of, only that he needed more, wanted more. Yet he knew not where
to seek that which he was missing.

So, as he watched the water flowing over the rocks, the moonlight sparkling and
changing its reflections, he decided to forgo the festivities and see if the
stream led to a place he could swim and relax. He knew none of the bar women
would please him tonight anyway. The boys would be drunk by now, yet another
thing he found little pleasure in, alcohol was no release from his tensions
either. Perhaps a swim would be beneficial.

The vision that came to her as she dreamt on the bank was as vivid as any she
had yet had. She had been doing this long enough to know she was between the
worlds as she had been many times before, yet there was something different
here something more real than her usual astral surroundings. It was as if she
were there in a more physical sense... more tangible were the things she
touched and saw. In her vision she sat by another stream, a stream of surreal
crystalline liquid not like water, but like mercury, although it had a much
more magical quality and a tingling sensation rose from her toes as she
submerged them in it. The warm electricity found only in magical realms
electrified every nerve in her body, waking feelings in her that she had never
been aware existed. She had desires, powerful desires in the real world, but
nothing like this, it was as though another entity had entered her body, was
exploring her form, her every cell and waking them to a new awareness. Still
aware somewhere in her mind that this was in the astral and knowing she could
bring herself back to the physical world anytime she chose, she let the
experience take her where it wanted to... no, needed to. Her body relaxed and
she could visualize the entity as a liquid hand, exploring her body erotically,
sending vibrations through her awaking her need to be fulfilled both mentally
and physically it caressed her body, intently aware of every nerve ending
stimulating her juices and making the cool breeze in the real world awake her
physical body as well, though she was not aware of the effects outside of her
astral plane...

He waded along the stream, naked now as the water caressed his skin and the
cool breeze touched his back... if only those women could touch him so. Why did
they think a man wanted to only roughly release himself and not understand that
all he desired was to be caressed in the way he touched them. Perhaps he was
strange, he never understood the ways of other men, and it was obvious he did
something very different by the way his women reacted to his lovemaking. If
only he were not afraid to tell them he did not just desire release, but
emotional fulfillment, a return of the energies he sent them. Ahhhh, well, he
perhaps expected too much. It was after all only sex. But the desire was there
and he could not entirely push it out of his mind. Even the cool water was not
distracting him from his carnal desires tonight. He thought he saw a pool up
ahead and he heard what sounded like a waterfall in the distance, perhaps a
good swim would distract him. As he walked on carefully watching the slippery
rocks beneath his feet, he heard a sound, a sigh? He stopped dead in his tracks
and looked around, he saw nothing. There was a movement several feet ahead, it
must be an animal. Cautiously he continued on aware of everything around him
and as he stepped onto a flat stone that rose above the water by a few inches
he saw her laying there, her red hair spread out around her like spun silk
shining in the moonlight, her pale skin contrasting with the darkness of the
moss she lay upon, the slope of her small firm breasts casting a shadow on a
slightly rounded belly. Her mound of curly red hair hiding what secrets lay
between her long strong legs, and her feet hidden beneath the water that
appeared to be part of her, as though she were being born from it. His breath
caught in his throat as he at first thought of turning away as not to make her
aware of his presence, but something made him stay, standing there, knee deep
in the creek, his body suddenly afire, fascinated by her beauty.

He had no idea how long he stood there, watching her as she dreamed, his body
burning with a desire to touch her, to experience the secrets her body held,
when she so quietly sighed and began to touch herself ever so slowly. Was she
dreaming? He did not know, but he watched intently, only he felt something in
his mind, a thought, no, a touch. He opened his mind as his old friend had once
taught him while learning to meditate. He didn't know why, it just seemed to be
the thing to do, he had tried it while with other women and it seemed to give
him an idea of whether he was pleasing them or not. He was taken aback at the
presence he felt as he opened his mind to her, she was there, in his mind... or
so it seemed.

In her alternate universe she was enjoying the touch of this entity. Her body
was alive with sensations she was never before aware of... out of the corner of
her half open eyes she saw a figure standing above her, he felt O.K., not a
threat, she knew she had very strong protection when she traveled to these
places and he was no danger she knew. She looked up at this man and was very
intrigued. He was tall, with dark, wavy hair, a touch of gray caught the
moonlight, and his eyes were a gentle brown, kind and sensitive. His strong
chest was almost bare of hair and his impressive manhood was slightly erect,
and definitely caught her attention. She was thinking how realistic this
experience seemed and she was hoping it would continue, though she rarely
remained in the astral much longer than she had been there. There was always a
small chance that it would be difficult to return to the physical world if she
stayed too long. But this was just too good to leave now!

She continued to enjoy the entity that was pleasuring her as she began to touch
herself, feeling the wetness between her thighs, she felt no shame with the
stranger watching, He was staring into her eyes intently and watching her as
she explored her body. She reached out her hand and motioned for him to sit on
the ground beside her, he carefully sat down, trying not to touch her, although
that was all he desired at that moment....

He stood motionless in the water as she touched her body in places he could
almost taste as his desires grew watching her. She seemed to be motioning for
him to sit beside him, yet she was obviously still asleep. His sense of her
presence in his mind told him to move closer and he threw caution to the wind
and sat on the moss only inches away from her naked body, aching to reach out
and caress her soft flesh, but resisting, only watching her as she began to
writhe with desire. Her body was radiating a heat, an intense heat that tested
his self control to the limit, yet he resisted, and watched....

She was feeling rather euphoric as her astral self was experiencing these
erotic sensations, and another entity entered her vision. "It is time for you
to return" she said as she handed her the silver thread that connected her to
the physical world. Knowing in her mind that it was more than time, yet not
wanting to let go of this wonderful ecstasy she was enjoying, she began to
protest. "It is fated, do not fight it, return to find one who needs you as
much as you need him". Reluctantly she took the thread and began the decent
into the physical world once again.

He had been watching her body squirm in erotic motions for what had seemed an
eternity, when she began to stir and her eyelids began to flutter as though she
were dreaming less deeply. He thought to leave, but only briefly as he felt her
in his mind even more strongly than before. He decided to risk the consequences
and did not move... She felt herself back in the physical world again, aware of
the water running over her feet, feeling the cool moss beneath her body, the
breeze across her erect nipples, and the burning desire in her belly. She
continued to rub herself and gently inserted a finger into her burning, wet
pussy. Realizing that she still needed release in the real world, even though
she was alone now, she was still very horny. As she lay only inches from him he
began to stroke the burning stiffness of his cock, wanting to touch her to
satisfy them both as he knew he could. He tried to reach out with his mind, to
touch hers and she suddenly opened her eyes.

She saw him there, watching her, it was the man from the astral. She might have
been startled otherwise, but she felt him in her mind and knew he intended no
harm. Without a word spoken she reached out and took his hand, it was strong
and yet soft, She guided him to her body and let him explore her burning flesh.
His touch was electrifying, he knew how to touch a woman, how to bring her to a
state of arousal with only a caress, though she was long past that threshold at
this point. She felt his breath on her skin and she arched her body to be
closer to his, reaching out to touch his strong back, to feel if he was real,
and he was. Slowly he kissed her neck, breathing gently in her ear, he began to
slowly run his fingers over every inch of her, followed by his tongue and
kisses placed ever so carefully close to her nipples, yet not quite touching
them. She was in a painfully pleasurable ecstasy, wanting him, to take her,
knowing that he was in no hurry, he was enjoying her in her entirety. She
reached up with both arms trying to pull him closer, and he easily resisted,
shaking his head and taking both her wrists in one of his hands and pinning it
gently but firmly to the mossy rock. He looked into her eyes and then continued
his decent down her body, nibbling, kissing, licking, As he neared her
throbbing, wet mound, she writhed in anticipation of his tongue on her hardened
clit, his breathing on it was almost enough, and then he brushed past it and
nibbled and licked the insides of her thighs, only a half an inch away from her
wetness... the agony of the pleasure was driving her to madness. She squirmed
to escape his grasp, but he easily held her there, continuing to tease her,
enjoying the reactions he was getting from her body which was obviously beyond
her control and at his mercy. He slowly worked his way down the inside of her
leg, pausing behind her knee and sucking on that one sensitive place there. He
lifted her leg with his free hand and bit gently at her ankle, nibbling his way
to her toes, still dripping with the cool water from the stream. He sucked the
water from each toe slowly, licking between each one, enjoying the squirming
and moans escaping her lips. As he repeated the process on the other foot and
began working his way up the other leg, he heard her say ever so softly
"Please... fuck me now..."

"Not yet my dear... soon". He whispered as he returned to his venture. She
moaned softly and surrendered herself to his will. As his breath reached her
wet lips, she shuddered in anticipation, he blew on her lips and then ever so
gently touched them with his tongue, then he sucked her lips between his teeth
and suckled them, slowly starting to probe deeper with his tongue. She arched
her body as to force him deeper into her, but he remained in control and she
whimpered softly. His cock was hard and throbbing with the thought of this
sweet, hot pussy wrapped pulsing around it, but he could wait, it was sweeter
that way. He delved deeper with his tongue sucking her lips and moving down to
her anus, tasting her sweetness there as well. She moaned and squirmed more,
and he made a mental note that she was also anally excitable. Every nerve in
her body was electrified, the moss beneath her seemed to be alive and the wind
across he body was almost unbearable. She tried to pull him closer to make him
submit to his carnal needs, but he was determined to remain in control of her
sensations as well as his own. He ever so slowly put a finger inside her, felt
her hot wetness contract at the sensation... only a little at a time,
stimulating every nerve inside her, he could feel her in his mind and knew just
where to touch to send her reeling with waves of pleasure. She was beyond
controlling herself as he brought her to such depths of ecstasy that she felt
as though she was soaring above the earth... and then he knew they both needed
to release the tension before it drove them mad.. he entered her, slowly...
sooo slowly feeling her muscles spasm around his throbbing cock, he wanted to
make this last forever. As they moved simultaneously in their minds as well as
their bodies, an intense connection that was beyond reality as they knew it...
and as their tempo increased, they reached an orgasm together... a blinding
explosion in their minds and a physical flood of cum running all over their
bodies. She rolled him onto his back, feeling no resistance now, and proceeded
to lick their juices off of his strong muscular body, shuddering with
aftershocks of the most intense orgasm of her life. She lay on his chest,
listening to the water flowing past them, his heartbeat slowing, her body more
relaxed and contented than it had ever been. They lay there for awhile, not
speaking a word, but reaching out and touching each others minds, and bodies.
Then he picked her up, and walked into the stream with her, set her on a mossy
rock and began to wash her body with his hands caressing her gently exploring
her as though he had never seen a woman before. She was in ecstasy, enjoying
what she had never imagined anyone capable of making her feel. He carried her
back to the shore, wrapped her in her cloak and stroked her hair as she rested
her head on his lap, watching the stars. When she awoke he was gone, the birds
were singing and there was a wild rose on her lap, with a note.

"When the moon is again full, come to me here. I will be waiting." She walked
home with a sigh and a smile and awaited the new moon with anticipation.

He watched the sun rise and sat quietly in the woods as she awoke. He knew by
the smile on her face as she read his note that she would be returning when the
moon was again full.

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