She swift through the forest as tho flying above the ground. She lifted her long skirt with one hand and the other was shoving branches from the way. Her long brown hair followed her as tho leaving traces.
He noticed her from a distance. She was a another gypsy he met in his travels, yet something about her intrigued her. He had to know where she came from, who was she.
She was moving so fast, one second she was jz a few feet in front of him and the next he lost her.
He moved faster following the trail she left until he was on an opening by a lake. The moon was shining bright, reflecting its ray on the lake's surface. It was calm, it was quiet.. and no sign of her.
He looked around for her but saw nothing. He strained his ears to listen for the slightest noise she would make, but heard nothing.
Then suddenly as though a cold breeze rushed through him, he heard her whisper in his ear "looking for me?"
Her voice was a melody and yet cold. He turned hoping to see her face to face but she wasn't there.
There was a soft laugh surrounding him.. it was as though she was circling the opening he was on and laughing at him. Her voice was sweet and made him wished the laugh wud never stop.
"Tell me stranger... y did u follow me?" she asked, not showing herself yet.
"U pulled me here dear gypsy... don't pretend u don't know..." he said
"A mortal man in the forest of fey... i wonder what u possessed that they let u in..." her voice came from one place this time... behind him. He turned around and saw her walking out of the forest to the opening.
She was bathed in the moon beam. Her hair glowed, her face shone. The mist in her eyebrows glisten, her nose perfectly placed and her small pink lips were irresistible. She started to walk towards him.
She was wearing a white transparent dress with a low neck cut, showing her beauty bone at the end of her long slender neck. Her breasts pressed against her dress and he could see her pink nipples trough the transparent sheet. Her stomach was flat and a butterfly tattoo surrounding her belly button with a belly ring on it. He kept looking with lusty eyes and as his eyes were going further down, she was right in front of him.
She raised his chin with her two fingers... "I'm up here mortal man.." she said with a seductive smile.
Her smile radiated and he couldn't resist but smile himself. "Who are you gypsy? y does my soul calls for u?" he asked looking deep into her eyes.
She said nothing but leaned forward, brushing her cold lips to his, kissing him softly, parting his lips. He replied. She kissed him more passionately.
She pressed her body against his, her one hand caressed his cheek and the other running along his chest...
He could feel her breast against his chest and all his blood was running to the right places. He placed his hand at the back of her head and played with her hair.
Her hand was going lower... around his stomach, down to his crotch, grabbing on his erect penis softly, moving her hand up and down along it with a little pressure, making it harder at every stroke.
As though she found what she was looking, she stopped kissing him and looked into his eyes and said "u wanna know who i m? then follow me"
Saying so she lose all her cloths and ran towards the lake. He just stood at his place looking at her. She looked back at him and waved him to follow her with a giggle. And then she jump to the lake splashing cold water all over.
She reappeared after a moment. The full moon shone on her wet hair, face, neck and naked breasts.. they were full and round.
"Come!! follow me... n I will show u the wonderland of my dreams..."
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The Newspaper that morning printed a story about a man drowned in the infamous lake that lies in the middle of the forest. The town’s people feared that forest mostly known as ‘The Forest of Fey’. Many peculiar things happen there and many men who went in that forest in the middle of the night never see the light of day. Most of them found drowned in the lake with a eerie smile on their face. Oddly enough, no females were ever known to have been lost or killed in the forest of fey.
The town’s people avoided that forest, especially after sundown. But every now and then a clueless passing traveler becomes their prey.
~fin~
