(An Erotic Story)
I am truly BORED!
I have been invited to this fete, which seems as if it will prove a tedious endeavor, until I see you lounging in the hall. We exchange glances, and I can feel a blush as you gaze hotly at me, undressing me.
How could it be that you can arouse a passion in me with a gaze, whereas no other has been able to do so with a touch?
The Fates are kind to me this night, and I am seated across you, however, there is a lady (ha, lady?!) seated beside you that also lusts for you and makes it glaringly known to you and the hall at large that she wants you in her bedchamber tonight.
However, I shan't let you know that I am disappointed, or even notice at all- as she just about throws herself at you. (Whey-faced slattern! I hiss to myself.)
As I am preparing to ignore you both for the evening, I perchance a stealthy glance at you, and find you staring boldly at me as she rubs her breasts upon your arm- challenging me- challenging me to what?
I have never competed for any man and I refuse to do so now, I tell myself with one raised eyebrow and haughty turn of my head. Meanwhile, as I toy with my glass, I can see out the corner of my eye that she is feeding you morsels from her own plate!
Impudent strumpet! But, you take the morsels from her hand and place them into your mouth, licking your fingers, and, as you gaze at me, I can feel your tongue upon MY fingers, upon my breast, and I long to kiss your teasing mouth. I am feeling hot and prickly in my velvet gown, shifting in my chair, as sitting has suddenly become uncomfortable to me.
Abruptly, I rise from the table to take some fresh air. No one will notice, I am sure, as many are well into their cups.
Of course, I notice and as soon as I can politely detach the harridan from my arm, I remove myself from the table and follow your course. Granted, the house is big and after you left eyeshot, i could not know your course, but I am determined and clever and so i follow a path marked by men whose eyes say that they have just looked upon an angel, for I know they could only have see you.
The trail leads to the host's most prized garden, just outside the eastern vestibule. The garden is quiet and seems void of humans, but then I see your siloette walking into the distance. Shamelessly, I pluck the most beautiful of the prized black orchids with which to present you upon our impending encounter.
Playfully, I creep up behind you and quietly I shout a little 'boo!" once I am behind you. Startled, you turn and I see a frown transform into a smile as I present my gift to you. We make introductions and then taking you gently by the arm, I escort you further into this delightful Eden.
I am finally pleased to make your acquaintence and place the exotic orchid above my ear with a smile.
Any pert words I had flew out of my mind, except, that I would love you to take me in your arms, kiss me, savagely tear off my gown, and ravage, yes, ravage me then and there!
Breathless, I manage to whisper, "Well, sir, I did not expect you to have any interest in this garden..."
"I have little interest in the garden, but much interest in what lay in it..." you retort.
"Oh? And what does lay within it that you desire?" ;-)
"You, upon this soft ground and myself above you, my sweet..."
I am feeling warm and light-headed at your bold words!
That I should have my fan to cool me 'ere I burst into flame!
"Sir, if you think me as loose as that 'lady' attached to your arm this eve-"
"I think no such thing,' you interject, "but that you desire me as I desire you..."
Feeling flushed, I blurt, "And, as you have taken you pleasure from HER, you NOW come to ME?"
"I have taken no pleasure from her except to whet your appetite for me..."
You approach me further and take me in your arms and kiss me, your hands moving up and down my body, once again tormenting my desire for you, and murmur hotly in my ear,
"If you shall so desire to share your lust for me, YOU shall have to come to ME next time..." That said, you abruptly unhand me, so as to leave me shaken and unsatisfied.
Trembling, I somehow make my way to a bench nearby, as you disappear into the shadows, and I sought to regain my composure so as to re-join the party.
After much thought, it was my resolution to leave the bold man unsatisfied tonight. Let HIM see how it feels to desire without having relief. I was resolved to seek my solitary bed tonight, and see what he does on the morrow. I stretched like a cat, and smiled my little cat's smile.
Somewhat satisfied, I made my way back into the hall, up the stairs, and to my boudoir to retire for the evening.
As you enter your room, you find a black orchid, like the one still in your ear, has been placed upon pillow. You then notice a sparse trail of flower peddles leading from your pillow back to the door and out into the hallway. Curiously you follow the trail, out your bedroom and down the hall. They lead up the spiral stairwell and towards another suite of guest rooms. You open the door and find the flower pedals lead to the bed. It seems there is someone laying there sleeping in the bed, but when you approach, you find that the blanket has been strategically stuffed with pillows. There is yet another black orchid my head would be. You lift it and find a note reading:
"You won't find me that easily, my sweet. If you wish to be with me, return to where you first layed your precious eyes upon me."
Skeptical, but excited, you walk as calmly as you can maintain you can down to the hall where you first saw me. You find another orchid, a plate of rum truffles, and another note.
"You are getting warmer. Return to where you fled before if you would return to me."
You are getting increasingly frustrated, but also increasingly curious where all this might be going.... you return to the table and are not suprised to find I am not there. Where I saw this is a delicate crystal glass containing another orchid and sitting on a note which saysL
"If you wou have your glass or your desires filled, return to where your lips first tasted mine"
Frustrated, you return to your bedchamber deciding you wouldn't be toyed with that way... but you discover you have been second guessed. Again on your pillow there is a silver bracelet, an orchid, and a note:
"Giving up the game so early? This bed is so empty and lonely, you shan't sleep well in it tonight. it would be better to meet me where nature calls."
Terribly aggrivated to have your passions abused so, but anxious with desire for the man who can toy with you thus, you storm your way back to the garden. The garden is dark and quite and you can not see anything but a single candle burning. You go to the candle and find another orchid and another note.
"Did you really expect to find me here?"
You sit down, feeling like a fool, tears forming in your eyes. Suddenly you feel a tap on your shoulder, completely startling you -- you heard noone approach. You find me looking straight into your eyes and grinning. In anger, you shout "You bastard! How dare you toy with me this way!" as you raise your fists and start pounding my chest. I catch your fists and draw you close to me, planting my lips upon yours and your passion is immediately redirected to where i would have it. I snuff the candle as my hands explore your body and your hands begin to explore mine.
And now my lips wander from your mouth to your neck and my hands are within your shirt carassing your breasts. And you are holding me close and pulling my head further down and I am suckling at your nipples... and my hands continue to explore you as yours continue to explore me.... And soon we are naked and I am kneeling down between your legs drinking your succulent nectars and somewhere in the back of your mind you are wondering how your screems of exstasy are not waking all the multitude of guests, but the rest of you is well beyond caring. And after forever you are pushing my head away and begging for mercy. I crawl up to meet your face with mine and passionately kiss you and you taste the product of your lust upon the passion of my kiss and are enflamed to greater desire. You pull me inside you and I position my hand so my thumb my tease your clitorus. And you are writhing beneith me, screaming and screaming with pleasure. Your explode and I explode and we lay there drained and naked, cradled in each other's arm.
As the sun rises, you are shocked to find we are still out there and
recalling the lust of the night before, you begin to gently wake me.