The Magic.

END OF CHAPTER NINE.

Chapter Ten.

Friday, May 24, 2002 - 5:01 PM

Upon opening her eyes, she feels a bit confused. For at first, she does not recognize where she is. This is because her head is still filled with images of a magical place, and of her lover. And her mind and heart are both filled with love, joy, and contentment. And then also, she is lying just as she had collapsed. The position of her head, arms and legs resembled the way she had straddled and embraced her lover before she lost consciousness, as her head rested on his chest.

She lay there face down, with her arms bent at the elbows, her hands palm down and her fingers pointing towards her pillow, and were resting on either side of her body. Her legs were spread apart, and her knees were bent just a little, which in turn caused her backside to be lifted slightly in the air. And while the fog within her mind began to dissipate, she could feel a warm creamy substance between her legs. She could feel it slowly oozing out of her love nest, and run down the outer lips, only to fall to the sheets between her legs, and form a puddle there.

She slowly slides her hand beneath her body and in between her legs, to touch herself there. And in the instant that her fingertips touch the creamy substance, she instinctively knows that it is the love juices that her lover had filled her love nest with. She moans softly and whispers her lover's name. And then, in a barely audible voice she says to herself, "My love, I know you were here in another beautiful dream."

The feeling of her lover's precious juices has aroused her, and she can feel a deep need for fulfillment begin to grow within the depths of her womanhood. At the same time, the juices that exuded from her love nest have also caused curiosity to form within her mind, even though she knows, deep down inside, what she will find. But, she can not help satisfying her curiosity. So, she slowly moves her fingers upward from her love nest, and into the valley that separates her lovely butt cheeks. Instantly, she knows that she was right. For her lover's love juices are also slowly flowing from the entrance located within this valley.

Momentarily losing control of her senses, she removes her hand from between her legs and from undrneith her body. She raises her arm and places it at an angle across her back, with her hand resting in the valley between her butt cheeks. And with the fingers of this hand, she begins to caress the tiny wet entrance of her ass. Meanwhile, she slides her other hand underneath her body and between her legs and places her fingertips on the bud between the outer lips of her love nest. As she raises her hips a little higher, she starts to move her fingertips in a circular motion on the now erect bud, and slowly moves the fingers of her other hand up and down spreading her lover's juices over and around each of the entrances. As the circular motion of the fingers on her love bud begins to increase, she simultaneously inserts a finger in each entrance, and begins to slowly move them in and out.

Faster and faster her fingers move on her love bud, and faster and deeper move the fingers within the entrances of her womanhood and ass. Until suddenly, her entire being is overwhelmed by the intensity of another fantastic orgasm, and she screams her lover's name in her mind, and her hips slowly begin to slump onto the bed. She lies there with the fingers of both her hands pressed up against her love nest, as her entire body trembles from the intensity of her climax. She tries to control her breathing, and keep herself from letting out the moans that so desperately want to be released. In time, she lies there motionless. Not just because she is afraid that her actions may have awaken her spouse, but mainly because she is lost in the aftermath of another beautiful orgasm.

Slowly, her mind again takes in her surroundings, and her eyes focus. She turns her head and sees her spouse still soundly sleeping beside her. She smiles to herself, and thanks the Gods that she had not awakened him. Sadly, reality has taken over her senses, and she knows that it is morning, and that she must get up and face another day. Once more she turns her head. But, this time she does so to see what time it is.

However, when she looks towards her nightstand, her heart suddenly skips a beat, and she quickly places her hands over her mouth to muffle her squeals of delight. For there, in front of her alarm clock, lies the precious treasure that her lover has given to her. The vial filled with his love.

NOT THE END..... A NEW BEGINNING.

(Alternative Ending #1)

The Mysterious Lover.

Part 1

Monday, May 27, 2002 - 9:24 PM

It had been many months since her last encounter with her Dark Lover. Her body aches for him. Each night she prayed for his return. She holds the small vial to her breast and longs for his touch. She closes her eyes and imagines she can feel his hand on her breast. She lays back on the bed and sighs. Her tears start to fall. She can not bear to be without him much longer.

Moments later, she awakens with a jerk. "Oh my, I must have drifted off," she says. She rises from the bed and stores the tiny vial away in the secret drawer. She slowly walks to the patio door and steps outside. In the tree she hears something. It startles her at first. Then she realizes that it is just her old friend the owl hooting.

She strolls through the garden stopping to caress the soft petals of the flowers. With her eyes closed she brushes a rose across her cheek and takes in its sweet aroma. The scent reminds her of an evening spent in the garden long ago with her lover. She smiles at the memory. As she continues her stroll, she comes upon the large cable wheel. She stops and sits on it.

Sitting there, her smile begins to grow as she remembers more of their evening together. She caresses her breast and feels her nipples grow hard and erect. Which causes her blouse to be pulled tight across her chest, as her breasts seemingly strain to be released. Her hand slowly moves to the warmth between her legs. "Ummmmm" she moans softly. "If only my love were here. How I need him now." In her mind she feels his touch, as he removed her clothes and kissed her body. He had taken her nipple in his mouth and had teased it with his tongue, while the other nipple was trapped between his fingers, as he pinched it gently. She feels the moisture between her legs, and her excitement begins to grow.

Even when she only imagines his touch, her body reacts strongly. She needs him so much. The desire is so great, that she attempts to satisfy it herself. Her hands franticly rip at her clothes, trying to free herself from them, and expose her naked body to the cool evening air. She is on fire. Passion building up inside her. She thinks she hears the music from the magical place they once visited. But, this memory only serves to ignite the flame of desire inside her even more.

Remembering her dark lover's touch, she softly begins to tease her body. She brings her hands up to her chest, and starts to gently caress both her breasts and nipples. She lifts and squeezes her breasts, just like she remembers he and done. Then, imagining how he had licked, suckled and nibbled or her nipples, she rolled her nipples between her index fingers and thumbs, pinched them, as she recalled him gently nibbling on them, and pulled on them, just as he had when he had suckled on them. Suddenly unable to contain her arousal any longer, she continued to manipulate her left nipple, while her right hand slowly moved down her body to her love nest.

Once her hand came in contact with her love bud, her index finger began to caress it in slow circular motions, causing it to become even more engorged. Then gradually, faster and faster she rubs at the swollen bud of her love nest. She plunges her finger deep into her love canal. So great is her need, that it only takes a few strokes of her finger moving rapidly in and out of her love canal, for her to reach the point of no return. And she almost screams, as she is hurled into ecstasy. Her body arches and jerks with each spasm of her orgasm. She collapses onto the cable wheel and slowly slides to the soft grass below. There she drifts off to sleep to dream of her lover's return.

END OF PART ONE.

Part Two.

Tuesday, May 30, 2002 - 4:54 PM

From where he is perched, he sees her slide from the wheel table and gently fall to the ground, and his heart skips a beat. But, as he watches her peacefully sleeping on the plush grass, he knows that she is alright.

Yet, his mind is filled with great consternation. For he has sat in this tree time after time in the last few months, unable to do a thing, as he's watched her stroll along through her garden and pine for her lover. He has watched her as she gently touches herself and then finally brings herself to, but yet not quite beyond, that wonderful bliss that she so desperately seeks, and that they both know so very well. And each time he has watched her, he has longed so much to go to her and fulfill the tremendous need that rages within them both. But, he alas knows that he could not. For the magic of that wonderful evening so long ago had been drained to a dangerous level. And the Gods had told him that to attempt to engage the magic in its present state would surely harm her, and there was no way that he would ever endanger her life.

Even so, he could not help but smile. For the Gods had also said that while the magic of that evening should not be engaged at this time, they saw no harm in putting to use the magic that was within them both. But, that it was up to him to help her utilize the magic within her. He of course knew of the magic that he had in his possession. But, he had so foolishly and regrettably not thought of the magic, which lay unbridled within her. It was up to him to release this magic and he is determined to do just that.

He looks down once more at his sweet southern belle peacefully sleeping on the grass below, and whispers the chant that triggers his transformation from a lowly owl to that of a handsome dark gentleman. He spreads his enormous wings, and gently pushes himself from his perch. As he gracefully glides through the air, slowly descending from the trees above and downwards towards his lover, this wondrous transformation begins to take place.

Silently he approaches his lover, and as his feet touch the ground, the transformation is completed. In his naked state, he stands next to her, and gazes down at her lovingly. She is lying there on her back, with her head slightly tilted to one side. The look on her beautiful face hints of the wondrous dream that she surely must be having. One arm is outstretched, while the other arm lies at an angle across her body, with the hand of that arm pressed between her legs, and cupped over her love nest. While one leg lies flat on the ground, and yet a little to the side, the other is bent at the knee and is resting on the outstretched leg.

He slowly lowers himself, and kneels on one knee. He gently places his hand upon her forehead, and whispers, "Sleep my love. I am here, and you are safe now." He reaches out his hand, and with his fingertips, gently brushes the stray strands of her hair from her face, and then leans over and places a feather like kiss on her soft cheek. Gently, he slides one arm under her knees, and the other arm underneath her shoulders. He slowly picks her up, pulls her body towards his chest, and slowly brings himself to a standing position, with her nestled in his arms. As he begins to pull her towards him, her outstretched arm instinctively wraps itself around his neck, and she nestled her face on his chest. She moans and whispers his name. But, she does not awaken from her slumber.

With out warning, his animal instincts threatens to take over, as he suddenly feels a tremendous urge to place her back on the wheel table, and ravish her. But, he fights this urge, turns to face the back of her house, and slowly makes his way to the patio door, from where he had watched her exit, not to long ago. He had never been in her home, and he knew that he was taking a tremendous risk if he did so. But, he knew that he could not, and would not, allow her to remain defenseless, and so vulnerable in her back yard.

He quietly opens the patio door, and steps inside. As he does so, all his senses take in the sights, smells and sounds of the beautiful dwelling that she calls home. From having seen her silhouette in her bedroom window, and watched her gracefully brushing her lovely radiant hair every evening, he knows the general direction in which he must go to get there, and slowly moves in that direction. As he approaches the room, he knows that it is indeed her bedroom. For the erotic aromas that he smells coming from the room, are unmistakably those that make up the precious scent of her essence.

Once in the room, he gently lowers her on to her bed. He raises himself to a standing position, and very slowly begins to take in every inch of the bedroom. For he knows that this is his lover's own little world, the place where she can come to escape from reality. And he is determined to engrave to memory, each and every minute detail of this precious little world.

He turns and looks at his sweet southern belle, when he hears her softly moan. He moves toward her, and gingerly sits on the bed beside her, so as not to wake her from her slumber. Once again he brushes the stray hairs from her face, and whispers, "Rest my love. For I am here to watch over you." And as if in response she sensually moans once more. He can feel his desire for her begin to grow from deep within the inner most recesses of his being, and smiles as he begins to run his eyes over the entire length of her beautiful body. He looks at her pretty face and says, "Oh my love, you are so, so beautiful. I love you so very much."

As he senses the arousal that she is causing within his body, he looks down between his legs, and indeed sees that his manhood is standing erect. He feels this tremendous need to touch her, caress her, arouse her, and ravish her. But, he fights this need. For he knows why he is here, and what he must first do. With this, he once more gently places his hand upon her forehead, and his other hand upon her heart, and begins to whisper something soft and low. As he pronounces the last word of the enchanting phrase, a flash like that made by an old fashion camera envelops the room. And just as suddenly, it is gone.

Slowly she begins to stir, and her eyes begin to gradually open, as she softly moans. Once her eyes are fully open and focused, she begins to scan her surroundings, and slowly realizes that she is in her Room. Even though, she does not know how she ended up lying on her bed in her room.

Then suddenly, she is startled, and for an instant she is frighten. For out of the corner of her eye, she sees the figure of a man standing in front of her bedroom window. She notices that he has his back to her, as he gazes out the window. And then to her astonishment, she realizes that he is completely naked. For a split second, her mind is filled with confusion, from all of the emotions that are flooding it. Then, all at once, she recognizes the figure, and as her entire being begins to be filled with an immense joy, she realizes that it is her dark mysterious lover.

She jumps from her bed, and swiftly moves toward him. As he turns to face her, she throws her arms around him, presses her cheek onto his bare chest, and exclaims in delight, "OH MY LOVE, YOU ARE HERE! YOU ARE HERE!"

He smiles down at her, and replies, "Yes my love, I am here with you, deep within your inner being."

She does not understand how he got here, or the meaning of what he just said, and does not care. For all she knows and cares about, is that he is standing here, with his arms wrapped around her. She lifts her head from his chest, and looks into his love filled eyes, and as they stand there with their arms wrapped around each other, they kiss one another passionately.

She then kisses his eyes, his nose and his cheeks, and whispers, "Oh my love, I have missed you, and longed for you so very, very much."

He smiles at her, and says, "Yes, I know my love. For I have also missed you. And I know of your need. For I feel that need as well, my love."

She looks into his eyes, and says, "My love, it's been so, so long since I have felt your tender touch."

He touches her cheek, and in a soft voice says, "Yes, my love, it has been a while since we have been together in each others arms. But, you must surely know, that while time has slowly gone by, I have longed for you, as you have for me." And then he adds, "Come, my love. Let us sit, and I will attempt to explain everything to you."

With there arms wrapped around the others waist, they slowly make there way across the room, and sit on the edge of the bed. After placing a tender kiss on his cheek, she looks into his eyes and says, "My love, I must confess that, as time went by, I began to wonder why you did not come. And I even began to worry that you wouldn't...."

Instantly, he places a finger on her lips, and says, "Hush my love. Do not even think it. For it would never happen."

She smiles at him, and says, "Yes, my love. I know now that it never would."

He kisses her on the forehead, looks into her eyes, and ads, "My love, the reason that I could not come to you before now, is because of the warning I received from the Gods. You see my love, the magic we shared during that enchanted evening so long ago, had been weakened to a dangerous state. And I could not allow you to be harmed in any way, by attempting to engage that magic once again in its present condition. Thus, I have stayed away, and I hope you can forgive me for that."

She smiles at him, kisses him on the cheek once more, and says, "Oh, my love, It's okay. I understand why you could not come, and there is no need to ask my forgiveness. For all that matters, is that you are here with me now."

They kiss tenderly, and then he smiles, and says, "Well, my love, there is one thing I can do for you... And me as well. You see my love, each and every one of us possesses their own special magic, and all that is needed is to learn how to harness this magic. And that is why I am here, to help you discover that beautiful magic that is within you."

Excitement begins to overtake her, as she listens to what he is saying. And when he is done, she smiles at him, and says, "Oh yes, my love! Please show me how I can harness this special magic you say I have within me. Please, my love!"

He smiles and says, "Alright, my love. But first, we must start with something simple. Now let's see. What should it be? Oh yes... I know what we shall start with." And as he softly chuckles, he takes one of her hands, and begins to move it directly over his lap. She watches, as he moves her hand from where it had been resting on his chest, to just above his lap.

When she looks into his lap, she sees his large erect manhood. She is suddenly aroused to the point of orgasm, and feels a tremendous need to touch his manhood. Her hand instinctively attempts to move further downward, to encircle the enormous shaft. But, he senses this and firmly holds her hand where it is. She looks up at him, and in a teasing voice says, "Awwww, my love. Please."

He chuckles, and says, "Well, my love, I can let you touch it, if you'd like. But, I do believe you'll surely get more enjoyment out of what I have planned next."

She once again teasingly says, "Awwww." But, does not attempt to move her hand downward again.

As she looks at him, he leans over towards her, and whispers in her ear, "Softly say this, my love. 'Bájate.'"

She looks down at their hands and repeats, "Bájate." Instantly she sees his manhood become soft and drop down between his legs, and in a voice filled with disappointment she says, "OH MY GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE?"