Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story
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As we raced towards town, you seemed lost in thought. You ran your fingertips across the back of my hand and forearm as I drove.
‘It doesn’t seem like we just met yesterday, does it?’ you asked, breaking the silence.
I smiled broadly and answered, ‘No, not at all Lexi. I feel like I have known you for a long time. It’s almost like we both knew the other existed long before we were destined to meet. We were just waiting to find each other.’
You lifted my hand to your face, rubbing the back of it across your cheek before kissing it. Then you moved my hand across each breast, brushing at your hard nipples, and ultimately slid it between your legs as you spread them wide.
As always, thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my story a much better read. I remember years back when I was a kid. We had all our traditions and the Holidays meant so much. Family and friends were there to enjoy the good times with us. As teenagers they were still fun but a little different. Other than the actual holiday like Thanksgiving or Christmas we wanted to spend more time with our friends. Eventually we all grow up and meet our mates and start our own...
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As Chief Marketing Officer and Brand Manager for our company, part of my duties included bringing on new retail outlets. Finding the right locations, clientele and owners all played a critical role in the selection process, and I was very excited about the prospects of adding your shop to our group. Because new locations were generally owned and operated by seasoned beverage people to begin with, I usually spent no more than a day or two at each location training owners and staff on the nuances...
Voyeur"Refresh your memory? I'll refresh your memory alright." you said as you slowly lowered yourself on my cock. "Is it all starting to cum back to you baby? Hmmmm?" you moaned as you started your sexual assault on me. "Nobody fucks you, like Lexi fucks you baby! Just remember that Fucker!" As always, our eyes locked as our hands crawled all over each other. Too much of you never seemed to be enough. It was fun to watch your expressions when I drove deep in you, how you moaned as I stretched you...
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The arrow falls, the door opens, the Queen is made. This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland. ‘Aoife, the Queen Maker’ is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I have created, sometimes I just tell a story as it unfolds in my mind. The story I...
‘Refresh your memory? I’ll refresh your memory alright.’ you said as you slowly lowered yourself on my cock. ‘Is it all starting to cum back to you baby? Hmmmm?’ you moaned as you started your sexual assault on me. ‘Nobody fucks you, like Lexi fucks you baby! Just remember that Fucker!’ As always, our eyes locked as our hands crawled all over each other. Too much of you never seemed to be enough. It was fun to watch your expressions when I drove deep in you, how you moaned as I stretched you...
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