The Legend of Lena Kitsune
I'm sure you've read the title to this story and thought what exactly is a legend? Well I believe it to be when you spread the word of an incredible tale and that tale in itself over time becomes legend. I have such a tale that you may or not believe, I'm not sure that I even believe it myself anymore. So here goes.....
I had a dream...
My ambition had always got the best of me....
I was a novice fiction writer, my passion was writing about unexplained disappearances. My friends would make fun of me for all the theoretical mysteries I would find online. They mainly grew tired when I would go on and on about fascinating facts about weird tales that people would pass off as fact.
One such tale was of an old cabin several miles outside of town nestled deep in the woods next to Harvest Lake. The locals claimed several people had attempted to stay the night in this cabin never to be heard from again.
My friends would tease me saying if I wanted to do a real story I would have to stay at this cabin and then write about my experience. I didn't need any teasing to get me to try and accomplish this task, it was something I had wanted to do for some time.
I booked the cabin for the weekend and packed my bags and headed out there Friday straight from work. The cabin to my surprise was kinda nice, it looked to be recently renovated and had a great view of the lake.
That night I cooked myself a nice dinner and then sat around waiting for something to happen. I was fortunate that my phone got great reception so I decided to message a girl that I had been following on her onlyfans platform.
Lena Kitsune, she was my dream girl. I had been subscribed to her site for several months now. She was amazing, 5'3" tall around 105lbs blonde and with an nice thick ass. Lena was an incredible erotic artist, she had a very eclectic style ranging from full nudity to exotic cosplay.
I had confided in her everything about my writings and even this trip to a seemingly haunted cabin. She was nice and always encouraged me with all of my crazy ideas, even letting me talk dirty to her when I was feeling horny.
The room I was in was very nice, there was a king size bed and even a separate sitting room. There were golden lamps on both sides of the bed and even a nice little mini bar. The bathroom was huge with a walk in shower that had multiple jets and one of those sweet rain type shower heads.
I struggled to sleep for some reason that night. It was around 3am and frustrated I decided to take a hot shower. The storm still raged outside and the lights began to flicker between loud claps of thunder.
As I left the bathroom I could feel the atmosphere in the bedroom had drastically changed. A kind of haze filled the room making it difficult to see. I made it about halfway to the bed before I was somehow rendered motionless by a strange paralyzing force.
I could make out a sultry shape approaching me as the haze lifted around me. Lena, my dream girl was now standing in front of me. She was wearing a white lace corset trimmed in baby blue. Her hair was white as snow and she had on the sexiest slightly ripped fishnet stockings attached to a white lace garter belt.
Her makeup was messy and running all down her face like she had just came in from the rain. She had on the smallest pair of sheer panties on and a pair of black daggers attached to the top of her stockings.
She walked around me in a circle and then stopped and faced me. She the scratched her blood red nails down my chest and grabbed my cock.
"That's a big cock." She said.
"I've been waiting for you to accept my invitation for months." She explained."But you have somehow refused me."
"Now you must pay the ultimate price."
She turned and started to walk away but stopped and bent over showing me her nice thick ass. She then pointed to the bed and as if I was in a hypnotic trance I walked over to the bed and lied down on my back.
My arms felt strapped down and were straight out from the rest of my body. I could move my eyes around and open my mouth but I couldn't speak. The lights then began to flicker as the storm blasted loudly from above. That's when I saw her silhouette, a sultry shape moving towards the side of the bed approaching me.
It was Lena, she was wearing all white lingerie, a skin tight corset with a sexy lace garter belt holding up her fishnet stockings. Her hair was white as well, it was long and curly reaching down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were as blue as the sky and her lips and fingernails were painted cherry red.
"I must be dreaming?" I thought.
I could feel everything, and could even smell her strawberry perfume but couldn't move a muscle. She approached me and put her hand on my forehead kinda like she was checking my temperature. Lena then pulled all the sheets off the bed and slowly walked all the way around to the other side.
She dragged her red fingernails along the edge of the bed giving me a sultry look as she glided across the floor. She then crawled onto the bed next to me and straddled my legs just above my knees. Lena had two small daggers tucked into one of her fishnet stockings.
She gave me a sinister smile as she pulled out one of her knives and seductively licked the end of it. She then proceeded to slice my boxer briefs down both sides of my legs and tore them off my body.
I continued to struggle trying to move, how could this dream be so vivid but I couldn't move?My cock started getting hard as Lena leaned forward and kissed my chest. She then placed her hand on my neck and slowly traced it down across my body towards my cock.
She gently wrapped her hand around my hardening shaft as she let some spit run out of her mouth and onto the tip. She then began to slowly stroke me, vaguely I began to hear what I can only describe as a song playing, it was hard to make out the lyrics.
"Are you going to be a good boy for me?" Lena asked.
She laughed a little knowing I was struggling to respond to her question. Lena then slowly let some more spit spill out of her mouth and onto my cock. She kissed the tip and opened her mouth then began sucking my stiff shaft with aggression. She looked up at me as my cock reached the back of her throat and triggered her cute gag reflex.
Lena then kissed the tip of my shaft and let even more spit run off her lips and down onto me. She started stroking me more aggressively and slid my cock down towards her clean shaven pussy. She rubbed the head slowly into her tight wet slit and sat down on top of it.
Her pussy was extremely tight but felt incredible, I tried desperately over and over to reach and grab her hips but they remained pinned to the bed. Lena bent over as if to kiss me but stopped short and opened her mouth just in front of my lips.
Lena's blue eyes began to glow as she took in a deep breath. I could feel a tingling in my chest and then a white mist began to pull seemingly from my lungs and emerge from my mouth. She was drawing the mist into her mouth which seemed to give her some sort of power. I then felt exhausted like I had ran a marathon, my heart rate spiked and sweat built up around my forehead.
She then lifted her hands above her head, keeping them together like they were tied up. Lena then began to grind her hips on my cock, moving up and down then side to side followed by rotating them in small circles. It was like she was performing some type of an erotic dance ritual.
"Should I cum? Or should I wait?" She said in a soft voice.
My entire body screamed out "Wait!"
But my cry went unanswered.
