I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. Four have already been written and I am sure you can figure out which ones.
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.
PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. I already have a list of fairy Tales I am writing but if you have a favorite I could maybe include it.
The Claiming of Beauty by the Beast
A Modern Erotic Fairy Tale
Chapter 3
Gia dreamed of breezing through the air with her athletic form being lifted into the cloudy sky. She felt giddy as the crisp cool air enveloped her sleek form, swaddling her naked body in a white cloudy fleece. Only the two arms of her master held her in the air as she dreamed that she swooped and soared athletically in and out of the clouds, testing her lustrous, taut and muscular athletic body.
She dreamt of Arther bench-pressing her body and she felt weightless as he lifted her into the air. His massive body and huge muscles raised her as if she weighted nothing and while she felt like a rag doll, she also felt desire and passion filling her. He was like a caveman taking and claiming his mate and that is what she was becoming. From the moment he lifted her above him she felt like she was his and she belonged to him.
While his massive bulk and strength dominated her, she felt something else as she stared into his eyes. She could see and feel everything through his eyes, even while her athletic body was gripped in an erotic anguish beyond her experience. Her nipples ached and her pussy clenched while unparalleled passion centered in her sexual core. His hands teased and played with her breasts and created unparalleled desire in her pussy, all while he hoisted her in the air and her hands began to mimic his hands on her skin.
She had gone from scared naked captive to a delicious woman craving for her caveman to come and claim her. At first, he scared her with his massive size and brawn, but now that same massive hulk made her feel safe and protected. He also made her feel sexy, beautiful and desirous, so much so that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
As she lay naked on the bed she dreamed of his massive hands on her silky skin. In her dreams her full breasts filled his hands while his fingers teased and crushed, her nipples. His huge hand would roam down her rock-hard belly until it reached her sexual core. His thick sausage-like fingers spread the lips of her pussy, aroused her clit before delving inside her wet and ready pussy.
Gia finally began to understand the erotic dance between the dominant and submissive. Archer was using all of his skill to tease and torment her body in a way that would heighten her arousal, while never letting her reach orgasm. She felt the blistering torment building the euphoria inside her until she felt as if she were a bomb that would explode but only when he desired it. It was never something she desired or craved but here and now it was everything.
Gia felt as though she was losing her mind. Her body was trembling and shaking in rapture and her minds control was slipping. If she were honest, she didn't care because her body had never felt this kind of passionate exultation. Never in her life had she had a real orgasm and now a massive one was building inside her. The wild passion she was experiencing had her body contorted in joyous knots and her mind floating on a sea of endorphins.
She closed her eyes and began dancing on the bed like only her lover was watching. As she moved, the lights in the room caressed only portions of her body while creating erotic shadows that hid the rest. This time she dreamed that she danced nakedly in front of him without shame or humiliation, openly giving her body and her heart to the man she dreamed was watching. As much as he wanted her, she wanted him even more. She would give anything for love, but for him anything was not enough, she needed to give more.
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Archer needed to see this waif of a woman that tugged at his heart. His hands still ached from the feel of her skin. His eyes freely gave her his passion and heart as she stared into him while he held her. As his fingers toyed with her pussy, he felt her passion come alive. He saw it through her eyes and trembling body and it only made him want more.
He tried to think analytically and figure out what it was about this woman that affected him so. Physically she was the perfect woman for him, stunningly beautiful with a petite, athletic body while still having magnificent womanly curves. But that wasn't it, because over the years he had taken dozens of incredibly beautiful women, with none effecting his like this.
Could it be her innocence that affected him so? He knew there was probably an element of truth here, but there was something more. Her reactions to everything that happened were unrehearsed and completely pure. Unknowingly, she was incredibly passionate and expressed it honestly in wildly exuberant displays, but that wasn't it either. Her honesty, beauty, passion and innocence all combined to make her an incredible woman.
All of those things made her very appealing, however, but what he was feeling was much deeper than that. Archer had been in love before, and it had been the most painful experience of his life. He vowed never let a woman get that close to him again, but one look into Gia's soulful eyes had captured his heart. He knew he had to be careful because he could already feel his heart pounding in his chest whenever he thought about her.
He walked up to her room, thought about knocking but heart the sound of passion coming from inside. He silently turned the doorknob and eased the door open and his eyes bugged out as he saw his dream girl making love to her own body. Her hands were following many of the things he did when he had her lifted above him. He wanted to think she was dreaming of him making love to her.
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Her breasts wobbled provocatively as her shoulders shimmied, and her breathing quickened. The music in her mind seemed to lift her soul higher and higher while driving her desire before it. Her hands began moving down, spreading her long hair around her shoulders and ultimately caressing her breasts. She cupped her breasts, presenting them to Archer as if he were watching. When her thumb and forefingers surrounded and squeezed her nipples, her eyes popped open.
Archer slowly backed out of the doorway, only long enough to remove his pants, leaving him in only his underwear. Then he silently stepped back into the doorway and watched his fantasy girl dance an erotic mambo on the bed. The muscles under her skin danced erotically as her hips shimmied, her breasts wobbled and her face scrunched up trying to achieve the orgasm she knew her fantasy lover would bring her.
Now she was dreamily dancing only for Archer with her body's blazing passion pouring through her crazy eyes into his. One hand continued to toy with her breasts while the other slowly slid down her belly, letting her fingers glide easily through her wet, glistening pussy lips. As her finger slid inside, her eyes were blazing with wild desire and she moaned softly, "Oh God, I need this to be master!"
She dreamed that she saw Archer's unblinking eyes blistering her naked, satiny skin. The heat from his gaze only added more fuel to the fire inside her. She felt totally naked in front of him, not just her body. She felt his eyes looking inside her with her heart totally exposed to his searing gaze. Her warts and flaws were out in the open, but they didn't matter to him. He wanted her just the way she was, even with all her faults. With that realization, she was ready to offer up her body as his prize.
Her heart and body wanted the same thing and she realized for the first time that vulnerability could also be strength. She was all desire, want, frenzied devotion, and spontaneous heat. The heat inside her was controlling her movements as her hips shuddered and pumped to her internal music. Her belly clenched and rippled as it tried to contain the heat inside her, while her breasts were beckoning beacons trying to draw her dream lover into her body.