Dusk set in spraying hues of pink, orange and violet across the darkening velvet sky. The heady aroma of jasmine, growing wild in nearby fields, wafted across the summer air filling it with a sweet fragrance. As the sun lay down into its nightly grave, the day's moist warmth passed away and the night creatures awoke. In sleek fashion, they exited their abodes in search of sustenance.
David awoke into known darkness. His closed eyes embraced the last remnants of sleep. The fact that he awoke each evening confronted by the same abyss mattered none. But each night, the blackness weighed upon him like a traveling cloak of times past. It carried with it a taste, a savory flavor of memories, years passed and journeys known.
Outside the night whispered, reaching inside him to a familiar place and caressing an intimate part. The touch lit a spark within him, which became a scolding desire that could never warm his cold pallor. It was unadulterated desire. It was an unending lust for the warmth of blood and the violent throes shared between lover's bodies.
For 20 years he had experienced the world like any other man. He would awaken to smiling grogginess as the morning sun warmed him and whatever woman he had fancied the night before. That list of women had never been short and he had always known himself to be handsome in the strictest sense. Life had never been this good for his father. Instead, he had worked till his death in the fields of their farm. David had no intentions of following his example or changing his ways. He had used his inheritance and made a small fortune wooing women and the life style pleased him.
Yet, time affects all things and 126 years can change even the most stalwart. The most drastic events happen in the unexpected moments of life, which would go unseen otherwise. His life changed in such a way, one night amidst carnal passions. It was a night that even to this day gave him cause to shiver.
He'd been to town and retrieved himself a prize catch. His clothes had lain upon the cold stones of the floor and the heat of a young minx's body kindled beneath him. There was no better way to spend a cold winter night.
She'd wrapped her soft thighs around his body, digging her heels into his lower back forcing him deeper inside her. Her ample wetness allowed him to slide in easily and he reveled in the feeling of her vaginal muscles vibrating against his cock. He'd pinched her pink nipples harshly, squeezing them until they turned a deep purple. Her response had been a breathy groan. He could remember thinking that the young tart was not the picture of innocence he had guessed her to be. Yes, he remembered that night well...
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He lifted up looking down into her youthful complexion. Eyes closed, she arched up in an effort to pull him down and in the process dug her nails deep into the soft flesh of his shoulders. He grunted with pain and pleasure. If this was how much she wanted him, then he would show her the full depth of what he had to offer. He smiled with self-assuredness.
Bracing himself with his arms, he thrust forward, plowing into her cunt, until he felt his balls slap against her ass. Along the sides of his cock he could feel the walls of her vagina stretch, but his thrust was to fast and his size to much. He knew he had ripped the skin at the bottom of her opening when she hissed between her teeth. Inside he could feel an animal raking at his insides, struggling to be let loose. That beast wanted to devour and ravage this hussy. Teasingly, he held back his desire, pulling his cock out from her slowly.
With his next thrust, her eyes shot open, he mouth working as if to moan in pleasure or scream in pain. Either one would have been fine with him. Instead her breathing quickened and her eyes bulged. Her body strained upwards, but she was pinned to the bed by his hips. Her body struggled to adjust as he watched her. The struggle quickened the anxious pacing of that inner animal. As he felt the tension beginning to leave her body, he released the beast.
He finished pulling out till his head lay cradled in her opening. The head of his penis filled her small opening, pushing against it, stretching it. He marveled for a moment at how large he appeared in her tight pussy, and then he forcefully pushed into her, hammering his engorged head against the back of her vagina.
No sooner had his cock hit the underside of her cervix; he pulled completely out, thrusting forward again with force. He continued to pound into her quivering body, each thrust coming quicker than the last. He listened as she fought to catch her breathe. He felt her body strum with tension beneath him. Then he felt it, the warm flush of liquid coming from deep within her. Her walls clamped down on him, rippling backwards, milking him for the precious gift of his seed. He refused her bodies request, feeling her body riding wave after wave of pleasure as he continued thrusting.
She screamed, the pleasure forcing itself out as agonizing moans of pleasure and pain. Suddenly the window high in the rafters blew open, allowing a chilling breeze into the room which swept over the inferno of their forms. That moment in time froze. She stopped breathing, her heart paused and he could feel the life slip from her muscles, her body going limp beneath him.
He looked down into her face watching her eyelids flutter open. He felt a great weight suddenly fall upon his heart, a sense of foreboding dread. She opened her eyes. Yet, instead of them coming to rest upon him with the leisurely glint of a satiated lover, they looked past him locking onto something high above. She screamed. It was a sound filled with confusion and unholy terror. David turned to look and darkness fell upon him.
David found himself walking through a field of waist high golden grass. He stepped gingerly, the sea parted before him and he reached out allowing his hands to play lightly over the tops of the amber waves. Tilting his head backwards, he watched white clouds flit quickly across the ocean blue sky.
He watched them slowly begin to change color. At first it was just a slight tinge of grey in their centers, but the smudge quickly spread becoming angry bruises of black and dark blue across the whiteness. David closed his eyes, feeling for that moment like he sat in the center of the universe. The breeze whispered into his ears the secrets of eternity.
The air vibrated with thunder, a roaring grumble of clouds which bellowed discourse. He felt the first warm drops of water strike his face, running down into his open mouth. He raised his arms to the sky reveling in the warm droplets and cooling breeze. The air folded around his form touching every nerve.
He fell to his knees, the pleasure of the moment engulfing his mind as the tempest grew around him. The flesh along his arms, back and thighs shivered. The wind murmuring through the grass rose to a wail. The temperature dropped. The rain became cool, thick and sticky, tasting like copper where it slid across his tongue. The wind knocked him to the ground, sounding like the shrill scream of a terrified woman. He opened his eyes and the world began to materialize through a thick fog.
Between slit eyelids, he could make out through a red haze the familiar surroundings of his bedroom. He took inventory of his body as his mind fought to assimilate what was occurring. Everything seemed to be present, but his body felt sluggish and unresponsive.
A cold draft wafted over him from the open window. As it struck he could feel a stiffness as something sticky dried on his skin. It pulled at his flesh. That was when the mesmerizing lilt of the melodic female voice came to him.
"You may look upon me creature," she said in hypnotic fashion.
David laid still, breath frozen as he sought the source of the voice. It eluded him, its source seeming to be from inside his own head. Was he losing his mind? Was he imagining this whole scenario?
