The night was calm; stars twinkled above me, the moon watching over me with her gentle glow. I moved across the meadow, footsteps silenced by the lush grass beneath my bare feet. No distractions from nature's beauty, I looked around me. Little bells chimed with every step, my dainty anklet shifting against my skin. There was tranquility in this moment as I walked slowly through the darkness. I love the night, the time when all is peaceful and most of the world is at rest. The darkness is my home, my sanctuary in times of trouble and indecision. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled the cleansing air, feeling it wash through me, before exhaling all the negativity from deep inside.
My wrap around skirt hung low on my hips, flaring down over my thighs, caressing my calves as I walked. It felt as if a thousand fingers were on my bare skin, no panties hindering their delicate touch of my behind and the curls protecting my mound. The warmth of the softly flowing breeze brushed against my bare stomach, hugging around the inward curve of my waist. My breasts were covered by only my softest of lacy bras and a short-cropped t-shirt. I wanted the most minimal of clothing on my body this night. For tonight, I would dance. A dance I haven't done for a very long time now.
I've never shared my dance with anyone, its something so personal, so intimate that I never had the courage. I wore no makeup, nothing to mask the woman I was or hide the woman I have become. My ears held small Amethyst studs, my favorite color and my favorite stone. Little gems that matched the Amethyst dragonfly piercing my belly button. My hair was long and free, flowing over my shoulders and along my back, curls going every which way. I walked a little further, before I found my place, something inside me, telling me to stop.
My movements began slowly, a gentle sway of my hips from side to side, hands reaching out away from me, fingers curling. My steps became stronger, more confident, my hips undulating to a rhythm I could feel coming up from the ground beneath my feet. The bells chimed louder and my arms moved over my head, reaching, graceful waving motions as I released more of myself to the night. My head fell back, arching my spine; I let my shoulders lower towards the grass, my hips moving harder now. I brought my hands down towards my face, lightly touching my skin. Trailing my fingers down, I felt my hardened nipples, the smooth skin of my stomach, dipping into the opening of my skirt, I touched my mound.
I raised myself back up straight; my breathing becoming faster now and my dance became a lover's dance. Revealing in the beauty of being a woman. I felt the delicate femininity of my body and the unyielding strength beneath that. My dance sultry, more heated, I took pleasure in touching myself. I caressed my curves, holding and squeezing my full breasts, panting as my nipples pushed against the lace. I ran my fingers over my stomach and the scars of motherhood; I am so honored to wear. Tears came to my eyes and I danced, amazed and awed at what all it means to be a woman. A smile now brightening my face, I truly felt beautiful, sexy and graceful.
I moved my hands lower still, desire fueling my blood and reached beneath the edge of my skirt. I felt the curls over my mound and trailed my fingers through them, my nails just touching the hood of my clit. I moaned and flicked my hood, feeling my clit become fuller with every scrape of my nails. My feet spread wider and with one hand I pulled my skirt higher, out of my way. I touched my labia, feeling the swollen pink flesh now moist with my nectar. Running a finger over the outer edges, dipping inside to my warmth, I drew my finger to my mouth, tasting me. My hips moved faster now and I reached back toward my pussy, eager now for a rougher touch. My hips moved in time to my fingers and I rode my own hand, feeling the glorious pressure building inside me. With a cry, I felt my orgasm spread throughout my body and release. My fingers coated with my nectar, I touched still, dipping my fingers inside, feeling the contractions of my inner walls, with every beat of my heart.
My legs now shaky, I collapsed to my knees on the grass. Palms touching the ground, I leaned forward, trying to catch my breath. My chest heaving, my body flushed and sated, I worked to slow my breathing. I felt it then, a shuddering in the ground, a vibration that hadn't been there before. It was growing stronger and I raised my head to look around. All around me there were miles of meadow, a few trees in spots, with a small hill out in front of me. The breeze changed, carrying on it a scent I couldn't describe, but it teased my senses, making me wonder where it was coming from. My skin started to tingle, my hair rising from my skin, a crackling energy filled the air.
Sitting tall, grabbing at my stomach feeling butterflies spinning inside; I felt a newborn excitement coming over me. The ground rolling beneath my knees, the scent growing stronger, my eyes were drawn to the hill, I felt something calling me to that place, something out there wanting me. I swallowed once and my eyes grew wide, my heart skipping beats as I saw you come over the top. It can't be, my eyes have to be showing me lies. I can't be seeing the sight before me. I closed my eyes tight, trembling now, shaky hands covering my open mouth, and with a deep breath my lashes lifted.
Over the hill you came, with a ground-eating stride, headed straight towards me. There was no way I could tear my eyes off you now, no way I could look away from the creature coming at me. I couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe I was seeing you. Your long powerful legs reached forward, hooves digging and kicking up the earth behind you. Your head bobbed as you pushed onward to me, mane out behind you like a sail at sea. Your horn, black as pitch, stood proudly out from your forehead and I could see its gleam from here. A unicorn, I was staring at a unicorn. I moved to stand and said a silent thanks to whatever god or deity, which honored me with this priceless gift.
You were almost upon me when you skidded to a stop, rearing high, hooves within inches from my face. You called out with a loud neigh, its deep sound echoing around us. I looked more closely at you now, drinking in the sight of you, as you began to circle me. Your front legs stretched out in a prancing stride, your tail flicking over me. Your coat a charcoal grey, mane and tail the darkest black, you were stunningly gorgeous. I could see your nostrils flare and you shook your head once, mane fluttering around you. You stopped suddenly and I drew a deep breath, looking into your one dark eye. Turning your head, you brought your face close to mine and I reached out with one hand to touch you. I paused when I was almost touching you, feeling the heat rising from your skin, unsure if I should lay a human hand on someone so magical.
You made the decision for me and pressed your mouth against my palm. Your flat lips nibbled at my skin and I let out a surprised giggle. Your head came up at that, and you moved a little closer, bringing me into the side of your body, curling your neck around me. Moving your mouth over my bare arms, your breath felt hot upon my skin. I reached up then, this time with calm hands, and felt your muzzle. Touching your finely boned head, I ran my fingers up, wrapping my hand around your horn, stroking up and down once, before moving to touch your forelock. Normally coarse, your hair was smooth and supple; I loved its softness.
