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Another Halloween tale by me
The Dancer
Author: Alex
Fandom: Original Fiction
Type: FCHet
Characters: OFC/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All characters are original.
Summary: Be careful of strangers…
*****
He saw her across the crowded dance floor. She was dancing with an overstuffed man much too old for her. She was all fluid and grace and her partner looked like a planted tree in comparison. He moved to her side of the room to watch her. She moved slowly, sensuously with her eyes almost closed as if she were dancing alone. He couldn't pinpoint the time when he realized she knew he was watching but she did know. She was so beautiful that she almost took his breath away. She was as tall as he was, much taller than her stubby partner, and she was slender with long, long legs. She wore a very short black dress and very high heeled shoes. Her bare legs were perfect in their paleness. Her hair was as black as the night and hung straight halfway down her back. Her thin face was lovely and white, with full red lips and her eyes, oh god, her eyes rendered him dumb. They were the large and an unbelievable color of transparent violet blue. When she looked straight at him, he was completely and utterly and forever lost.
As if beckoned, he moved out onto the dance floor and claimed her from her mismatched partner. The small man thought to argue but neither of them seemed to even notice his objection so he slunk away with thoughts of easier prey on his mind. He took her into his arms for a slow dance. Every nerve ending in his body felt her against him and he knew they couldn't do this long without him totally embarrassing himself. She smiled a mysterious smile and said her name was Bella. He leaned forward to kiss her, feeling totally helpless under her spell. The music stopped and he found himself being drawn out the door of the club.
He expected to go to a motel or back to a downtown apartment, but instead she led him to the park. Acres and acres of trees and grass. She took his hand and led him down a path that seemed very easy for her to follow even thought he couldn't seem to see it. Suddenly they came out of the trees into an opening . It was a small knoll bathed in the light of the full moon. She led him to the top of the hill and turned to him.
He leaned into her to kiss her. Her mouth was sweeter than any woman's he'd ever kissed. Her tongue teased and tortured his as she leaned her soft curves into him. He pulled her tight against him, afraid she'd slip away like a trick of the light. Her hands went up around his neck as they kissed. He wondered where he was going to take her when she broke away from him and backed up. She put her hands behind her and unzipped her dress. She shrugged her shoulders and the small piece of cloth fell to the ground. He couldn't breathe as he gazed at her standing naked in the moonlight, her pale skin almost glowing. She raised her arms to the sky and smiled at him. Her naked body was perfect. She was long and lean. Her breasts were firm and her nipples dark and inviting. She had no hair on her body. It would have marred her perfection to have hair anywhere, he thought.
He reached down to begin undressing himself but she brushed his hands away. She unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time. Her hands were cool as she touched him but she left a trail of fire anyway. She pulled his shirt off then and it joined her dress on the ground. She ran her hands over his smooth chest. She reached up and untied the black ribbon that held his long black hair. His hair fell across his face. He couldn't move as her hands found the buckle on his belt. She very slowly unbuckled it and followed by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He was actually shivering by this time as she slid her cool hand inside his boxers and closed her hand on him. She pushed his pants down with the other hand as she stroked him and then went gracefully to her knees in front of him.
He groaned and swayed on his feet as her mouth closed around. He reached down and put his hands on her head. He actually needed to touch her to steady himself. Her mouth felt so hot and he knew he couldn't last much longer when she pulled away and motioned for him to join her in the grass. He knelt down beside her and started to kiss her again. She pulled him down onto the ground and somehow he ended up on his back with her leaning over him. She slowly explored his body with her hands and her mouth. Her firm tongue teased his manhood again before she moved so he could finally taste her sweet dark nipples. She moaned and held his head as he sucked one and the other, her feeding them to him as if he were her baby. His hand slid down to her moist wet valley. She arched her body as he slid a finger inside her. He touched her hard little clit with his tongue as she moved over his face. Her taste was sweeter than any woman he'd ever been with. She ground her hips into his mouth.
Just when he expected her to climax, she moved from his mouth and slid down his body. She held him in her hand and slid down onto him. She moaned as she took all of him into her. He arched his hips to get deeper and she leaned down over him, kissing his lips and down his jaw to his throat. She licked and nibbled gently on his throat. His whole body was on fire as she rode him. Her bites got a little harder as his excitement built. He felt his body stiffen just before his orgasm slammed hard into him. He was confused when she sank her teeth hard into his neck. He knew she had bitten through the skin but after a seconds' pause, he really didn't care. Pleasure so intense he thought he might die washed over him. He felt his own heart beat as he felt his seed spill into her. He didn't really understand the dizziness but felt an odd sense of loss when she sat up. Through a haze he watched her bite at her own wrist. She held it to his mouth, dripping her own blood into his mouth. It was sweeter than any wine he'd ever tasted as he greedily sucked the open vein. She screamed her own release into the night as he took her blood. The last thing he saw before he passed out was her beautiful face looking up into the moonlight.
**
He awoke the next day on a bench in the park. He was dressed in his last night's clothes. He was tired and stiff. He had some odd cuts on his neck and a funny coppery taste in his mouth. He really had to stop going to these clubs. They could be dangerous.
A man could get killed or worse...
*****
THE END
Author: Alex
Fandom: Original Fiction
Type: FCHet
Characters: OFC/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All characters are original.
Summary: Be careful of strangers…
*****
He saw her across the crowded dance floor. She was dancing with an overstuffed man much too old for her. She was all fluid and grace and her partner looked like a planted tree in comparison. He moved to her side of the room to watch her. She moved slowly, sensuously with her eyes almost closed as if she were dancing alone. He couldn't pinpoint the time when he realized she knew he was watching but she did know. She was so beautiful that she almost took his breath away. She was as tall as he was, much taller than her stubby partner, and she was slender with long, long legs. She wore a very short black dress and very high heeled shoes. Her bare legs were perfect in their paleness. Her hair was as black as the night and hung straight halfway down her back. Her thin face was lovely and white, with full red lips and her eyes, oh god, her eyes rendered him dumb. They were the large and an unbelievable color of transparent violet blue. When she looked straight at him, he was completely and utterly and forever lost.
As if beckoned, he moved out onto the dance floor and claimed her from her mismatched partner. The small man thought to argue but neither of them seemed to even notice his objection so he slunk away with thoughts of easier prey on his mind. He took her into his arms for a slow dance. Every nerve ending in his body felt her against him and he knew they couldn't do this long without him totally embarrassing himself. She smiled a mysterious smile and said her name was Bella. He leaned forward to kiss her, feeling totally helpless under her spell. The music stopped and he found himself being drawn out the door of the club.
He expected to go to a motel or back to a downtown apartment, but instead she led him to the park. Acres and acres of trees and grass. She took his hand and led him down a path that seemed very easy for her to follow even thought he couldn't seem to see it. Suddenly they came out of the trees into an opening . It was a small knoll bathed in the light of the full moon. She led him to the top of the hill and turned to him.
He leaned into her to kiss her. Her mouth was sweeter than any woman's he'd ever kissed. Her tongue teased and tortured his as she leaned her soft curves into him. He pulled her tight against him, afraid she'd slip away like a trick of the light. Her hands went up around his neck as they kissed. He wondered where he was going to take her when she broke away from him and backed up. She put her hands behind her and unzipped her dress. She shrugged her shoulders and the small piece of cloth fell to the ground. He couldn't breathe as he gazed at her standing naked in the moonlight, her pale skin almost glowing. She raised her arms to the sky and smiled at him. Her naked body was perfect. She was long and lean. Her breasts were firm and her nipples dark and inviting. She had no hair on her body. It would have marred her perfection to have hair anywhere, he thought.
He reached down to begin undressing himself but she brushed his hands away. She unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time. Her hands were cool as she touched him but she left a trail of fire anyway. She pulled his shirt off then and it joined her dress on the ground. She ran her hands over his smooth chest. She reached up and untied the black ribbon that held his long black hair. His hair fell across his face. He couldn't move as her hands found the buckle on his belt. She very slowly unbuckled it and followed by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He was actually shivering by this time as she slid her cool hand inside his boxers and closed her hand on him. She pushed his pants down with the other hand as she stroked him and then went gracefully to her knees in front of him.
He groaned and swayed on his feet as her mouth closed around. He reached down and put his hands on her head. He actually needed to touch her to steady himself. Her mouth felt so hot and he knew he couldn't last much longer when she pulled away and motioned for him to join her in the grass. He knelt down beside her and started to kiss her again. She pulled him down onto the ground and somehow he ended up on his back with her leaning over him. She slowly explored his body with her hands and her mouth. Her firm tongue teased his manhood again before she moved so he could finally taste her sweet dark nipples. She moaned and held his head as he sucked one and the other, her feeding them to him as if he were her baby. His hand slid down to her moist wet valley. She arched her body as he slid a finger inside her. He touched her hard little clit with his tongue as she moved over his face. Her taste was sweeter than any woman he'd ever been with. She ground her hips into his mouth.
Just when he expected her to climax, she moved from his mouth and slid down his body. She held him in her hand and slid down onto him. She moaned as she took all of him into her. He arched his hips to get deeper and she leaned down over him, kissing his lips and down his jaw to his throat. She licked and nibbled gently on his throat. His whole body was on fire as she rode him. Her bites got a little harder as his excitement built. He felt his body stiffen just before his orgasm slammed hard into him. He was confused when she sank her teeth hard into his neck. He knew she had bitten through the skin but after a seconds' pause, he really didn't care. Pleasure so intense he thought he might die washed over him. He felt his own heart beat as he felt his seed spill into her. He didn't really understand the dizziness but felt an odd sense of loss when she sat up. Through a haze he watched her bite at her own wrist. She held it to his mouth, dripping her own blood into his mouth. It was sweeter than any wine he'd ever tasted as he greedily sucked the open vein. She screamed her own release into the night as he took her blood. The last thing he saw before he passed out was her beautiful face looking up into the moonlight.
**
He awoke the next day on a bench in the park. He was dressed in his last night's clothes. He was tired and stiff. He had some odd cuts on his neck and a funny coppery taste in his mouth. He really had to stop going to these clubs. They could be dangerous.
A man could get killed or worse...
*****
THE END