song you like. Take my fantasies, show them to me. Something tells me you already know the perfect song.”
One minute I was touching him and the next I wasn’t. The room had changed. I had only seen ancient Egypt in pictures, but still I knew that’s where we were. The floors looked to be made of gold and so was the throne in front of me. Hud sat there in all his splendor, dressed like a pharaoh and looking like sex incarnate. There were six steps separating his raised platform from where I stood, making him appear even taller.
I looked to my right and saw D holding a gong. He too was dressed for the time period, complete with dark eye makeup. When I turned around I saw Morgan standing by the door. He was the sexiest guard I’d ever seen, wearing only a golden skirt and a come-on smile.
I looked down at myself and realized I was wearing a black cloak. As I moved I could also feel that I had very little on underneath. My first thought was that I was naked. But as I wiggled slightly I could feel jewelry. Was this my fantasy or his ?
Before I could think about things anymore, D rang the gong. Music started to play and I couldn’t stop myself from dancing, even if I had wanted to. I’m not sure how to describe the tune. It was a combination of old and new. It was deeply sexual and its melody quickly put me into a trance.
My hips began to move and with one slow rotation I opened the cloak to reveal my thigh. I arched my back and the hood fell off. I continued to move my body to the pulsing rhythm, all the while rotating my head slowly, letting my hair fall all around like a thin red curtain. As I moved I could feel hands inside my cloak and I knew that they belonged to Hud. He hadn’t moved from his throne, but he touched me just the same.
I closed my eyes and gave in to the music. I moved in ways I hadn’t know I could, grinding and thrusting in ways I’d bet even Morgan hadn’t imagined before. It was exciting, raw, and intoxicating. I felt powerful and sexy. And I had never felt more wanted. It was beyond what I could have imagined.
When I opened my eyes the scenery had changed. The music still played, only now I was dancing around a fire. The same moves, the same vibration hummed through my body. Only now Hud was touching me and not just with his mind. I threw open the cloak and let it fall to the floor.
I pressed my palm flat against his chest and noticed that my flesh glittered as if I’d been sprinkled with little flecks of gold. His heart was beating hard beneath my hand. The air was warm on my naked skin and so was the feel of his body as he pressed against me. He slid one leg between mine, causing my bare pussy to rub along his thigh.
“More,” I whispered.
Just like that D was behind me and Morgan was at my right side. And they were naked. They covered me with their hands, worshiped me with their bodies. I was overcome with sensation. My mind was spinning. I had visions of naked bodies entwined and candlelight spilling across the room. The full moon shown through the window and illuminated Hud’s skin. I whispered his name and—
“Vivian, are you all right?”
D’s voice didn’t quite register. He put his hand on my back and repeated the question. I was sitting at the table. The empty golden dish was in front of me. D and Morgan were still dressed and they were both watching me. I started to move and realized that Hud was still holding my hand.
I turned to him and his only response was a smile.
“I think so,” I answered at last.
Conversation resumed and the more I studied Hud the wider his smile became. I leaned forward and spoke for his ears only.
“I never left the table, did I?”
“No.”
“What the hell just happened?”
“I did what you asked me to. I showed you your fantasies.”
“If what just happened was only a vision, then why am I sweating?” I looked down at my arms and saw that I was still wearing body glitter.
“The mind is a powerful thing. Just imagine
One minute I was touching him and the next I wasn’t. The room had changed. I had only seen ancient Egypt in pictures, but still I knew that’s where we were. The floors looked to be made of gold and so was the throne in front of me. Hud sat there in all his splendor, dressed like a pharaoh and looking like sex incarnate. There were six steps separating his raised platform from where I stood, making him appear even taller.
I looked to my right and saw D holding a gong. He too was dressed for the time period, complete with dark eye makeup. When I turned around I saw Morgan standing by the door. He was the sexiest guard I’d ever seen, wearing only a golden skirt and a come-on smile.
I looked down at myself and realized I was wearing a black cloak. As I moved I could also feel that I had very little on underneath. My first thought was that I was naked. But as I wiggled slightly I could feel jewelry. Was this my fantasy or his ?
Before I could think about things anymore, D rang the gong. Music started to play and I couldn’t stop myself from dancing, even if I had wanted to. I’m not sure how to describe the tune. It was a combination of old and new. It was deeply sexual and its melody quickly put me into a trance.
My hips began to move and with one slow rotation I opened the cloak to reveal my thigh. I arched my back and the hood fell off. I continued to move my body to the pulsing rhythm, all the while rotating my head slowly, letting my hair fall all around like a thin red curtain. As I moved I could feel hands inside my cloak and I knew that they belonged to Hud. He hadn’t moved from his throne, but he touched me just the same.
I closed my eyes and gave in to the music. I moved in ways I hadn’t know I could, grinding and thrusting in ways I’d bet even Morgan hadn’t imagined before. It was exciting, raw, and intoxicating. I felt powerful and sexy. And I had never felt more wanted. It was beyond what I could have imagined.
When I opened my eyes the scenery had changed. The music still played, only now I was dancing around a fire. The same moves, the same vibration hummed through my body. Only now Hud was touching me and not just with his mind. I threw open the cloak and let it fall to the floor.
I pressed my palm flat against his chest and noticed that my flesh glittered as if I’d been sprinkled with little flecks of gold. His heart was beating hard beneath my hand. The air was warm on my naked skin and so was the feel of his body as he pressed against me. He slid one leg between mine, causing my bare pussy to rub along his thigh.
“More,” I whispered.
Just like that D was behind me and Morgan was at my right side. And they were naked. They covered me with their hands, worshiped me with their bodies. I was overcome with sensation. My mind was spinning. I had visions of naked bodies entwined and candlelight spilling across the room. The full moon shown through the window and illuminated Hud’s skin. I whispered his name and—
“Vivian, are you all right?”
D’s voice didn’t quite register. He put his hand on my back and repeated the question. I was sitting at the table. The empty golden dish was in front of me. D and Morgan were still dressed and they were both watching me. I started to move and realized that Hud was still holding my hand.
I turned to him and his only response was a smile.
“I think so,” I answered at last.
Conversation resumed and the more I studied Hud the wider his smile became. I leaned forward and spoke for his ears only.
“I never left the table, did I?”
“No.”
“What the hell just happened?”
“I did what you asked me to. I showed you your fantasies.”
“If what just happened was only a vision, then why am I sweating?” I looked down at my arms and saw that I was still wearing body glitter.
“The mind is a powerful thing. Just imagine
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