Dating : The Creation Rite

It was her who created life and everybody knew it and worshiped her for that. Once a year, the High Priestess turned the barren land into fertile soil again. As she walked, wind in her hair, stones beneath her feet dissolved and new life sprang to life.

He was waiting for her, patiently, and with the highest reverence. He sat in the lotus position inside the shrine, listening attentively for any sign of her. But she walked like a cat, softly, gently, without making a sound.

Across the meadow, among the trees, surrounded by the bees and chirping birds who welcomed her and sang in unison the joyous ode of appreciation of her warm and loving presence, she went toward the shrine of Nature.

He smiled because he knew the song of birds and he knew what it meant — she arrived and will join him any moment now.

His heart sang along with the choir outside and he rejoiced as she stepped inside the shrine, a small clearing surrounded by trees and shrubs.

The sight of his beaming face as he rose to greet and embrace her made her feel warm and safe. She placed her arms around him and felt his strong back beneath her hands.

He buried his face in her full, wavy hair. Its scent was intoxicating, the deep sensual notes almost made him dizzy. She let her head fall back and offered him her neck.

He kissed her and she could feel the stubble gently brushing against her soft skin. It aroused her and he could feel her nails running down his back.

They kissed and he lay her down on a soft ground covered with moss. He lay next to her and she could feel his hard wood pressed against her thigh.

He undid her belt and parted her skirt as she ran her hands under his shirt to gently squeeze his nipples and then up again to run her fingers through his hair. This aroused him even more and he slipped his hand inside her panties and felt her hot, wet pussy.

She moaned and lifted her hips as he slid his finger inside her and rubbed her clit and he thought his cock would burst with excitement. He could feel his heart beating fast and the sparks of electric charge between them.

He climbed on top of her and she helped him pull down her soaked panties. H lifted her top and hungrily sucked her nipples as she grabbed his butt, spread her legs, and pulled him closer.

She took his cock in her hand, rubbed it, and guided it inside her while still holding his butt with the other hand, and helped him slam it in.

They both groaned and moaned when they felt each other’s pulsations. She was filled to the brim with his giant rod and he felt her all around him like a hot, tight embrace that overflew their hearts with joy.

Their bodies rocked in sync as friction and tension kept building up with the increasing rhythm of his deep thrusts. Their sighs and moans became louder as he went deeper and deeper inside her.

Finally, the forest and sacred space disappeared. They lost themselves in each other’s eyes and everything turned into a bright pure energy as they both erupted in orgasm.

Nine months later a beautiful tree sprung from the ground in the sacred space they consecrated with their rite.