WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old. This is a story of the end of Zach's existence.
PS: This story began from a real encounter by this author with a really bewitching beautiful woman in an aisle in the grocery store. It's no exaggeration to tell you my heart was thumping and there was tightness in my chest like I had run a race. Had she asked me to leave all of my life behind and go with her my faithfulness would have been put to the ultimate test. Enjoy the fantasy!
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Zach's soul stolen by the Irish witch goddess.
She hunted me down to claim my soul with her unworldly beauty.
I was in the grocery store pushing my cart slowly up and down the aisle. My advanced age was showing its presence in my tired legs. I looked up and was captured by a woman with a smile so bright it actually hurt my eyes. She wore a flirty dress that swished across her legs as she walked. When she turned away I followed the backs of her legs upwards to a full firm ass hiding under that skirt. I was beguiled by her beauty but quickly looked away and wondered why such a young beauty would waste such a bright smile on some old man like me.
I walked a few more aisles when a voice as sweet and promising as the dew of a forest morning spoke behind me and said something about the product on the shelf I was considering. I turned to look at her and was lost by a face that took my breath away. Her eyes were the blue of the calm sea after a winter's storm. Her eyes pulled you in like you dove off a sea cliff and went under deeper and deeper never to surface again.
She smiled sweetly again and with all my strength I broke her hypnotic gaze to see a beautiful face; sweet and soft and filled with youth surrounded by raven black hair. Her long flowing hair was so black it brought to my mind images of the entrance to the abyss, once entered never to be seen again. Her face glowed with the promise of youth and her full red lips called me to taste them and be lost.
I actually felt her release the enchantment she held on me but only to allow me to gaze upon her firm large breasts contained by her dress bodice. Her breasts mesmerized with the promise of softness and nourishment. Slowly I could see her nipples firm and push out against the bodice of her pink dress. With a sense of loss I raised my eyes back to her face. Smiling deeply again she softly asked me if I liked what I saw. I was so busted!
"You are so astoundingly beautiful! I am lost in your blue eyes and your smiling face! My heart is pounding in my chest. I am captivated by your beauty. I am bewitched by your presence. I'm so sorry, I sound like a dirty old man," I said stupidly.
"My name is...," I tried to say but she held up her finger to my lips and shoo'd me.
"I know who you are Zach. I have searched for you. I want you to leave your cart and walk away with me out to my car," she said and took my arm. I left everything and walked out of the store. She told me to leave my car here as she would drive me home afterwards to put any final things in my life in order. I wondered why I had no problem with what she just said.
She opened the car door and I sat in. She walked around and got in the driver seat and we drove away. She saw me looking over at her and laughingly pulled her skirt way up exposing her strong thighs. I watched her face as she drove and she would turn occasionally and smile broadly at me with teeth so white it hurt my eyes. They were like a false light that the Sirens used to lure sailors to their death. She casually opened a few of the buttons of her bodice and I could see the blue of her bra and the promising swell of a large breast.
We arrived at her condo and she escorted me through her door. I entered and she closed the door slowly behind me. Her main room was lit my candles and incense burned giving the room an ethereal quality. She walked to the center of a pentagram drawn on the floor and turned to face me. "Zach you have lusted for me since you were enchanted in the store. You have waited patiently to undress me so you may do so now," she said seductively.
"Who are you and why have you chosen me," I said now frightened.
"I am Morrigan, the terrifying crow goddess associated with war and death. I am queen of phantoms, demons, shape-shifters and witches and I have waited many years for you. You're now a lonely aged man whose wife is gone and your children have moved away. You are still strong and robust in your advanced age but have lost the desire to go on for much longer."
"You have flowing in you the bloodline of Irish chieftains that have treated my daughters badly throughout time. I have come now at this time in your life to claim your strength and power. Your last hours of your life will be spent in sexual ecstasy that I will empower within you then at the final time I will drain you of all but the final essence of your life. I will then drive you home in great respect and set you to your final resting place. You can beg me to take you home now to decay in a life of despair or willingly offer me your soul. What say you, Zach? What is your desire," she said bewitching me.