The Temptress’s Touch

In the dimly lit tavern, a woman sat at the bar, her fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves, a woven hair bra draped over one shoulder. Her name was Morrigan, a woman of Amazonian stature, with curves in all the right places. She had a reputation in the land as a temptress, a woman who could seduce any man or woman with just a look.

Across the room, a stablehand named Cormac sat nursing a mug of ale, staring at Morrigan with unabashed desire. He had heard the whispers of her exploits, and the thought of being with her set his heart racing.

Morrigan caught Cormac’s gaze and smiled, sauntering over to him. She traced a finger down his arm, her voice a sultry whisper. “Like what you see, handsome?”

Cormac could only nod, his throat dry.

Morrigan leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. “Follow me,” she murmured, leading him to a secluded corner of the tavern.

Once there, Morrigan wasted no time, her lips meeting Cormac’s in a passionate kiss. Her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. Cormac responded in kind, running his hands over her curves, his fingers tracing the outline of her bra.

Morrigan broke the kiss, her green eyes glinting with desire. “I want you,” she whispered, her hand reaching down to cup Cormac’s growing arousal.

Cormac groaned, his hips thrusting forward. “Then take me,” he replied, his voice hoarse.

Morrigan’s hand moved to the waistband of Cormac’s pants, undoing the buttons and pulling them down, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it gently.

Cormac’s head fell back, a low moan escaping his lips. “Yes, just like that,” he whispered.

Morrigan leaned in, her lips wrapping around the head of Cormac’s cock, her tongue swirling around it. She took him deeper into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, her hand still stroking him.

Cormac’s hands reached out, tangling in Morrigan’s hair, guiding her rhythm. “Oh, god, yes,” he moaned, his hips thrusting forward.

Morrigan’s other hand reached down, cupping Cormac’s balls, rolling them gently in her fingers. She could feel him getting closer to the edge, his breathing becoming ragged.

With a final thrust of his hips, Cormac came, his release filling Morrigan’s mouth. She swallowed it down, her tongue still swirling around his cock, cleaning it thoroughly.

Cormac pulled Morrigan to her feet, his hands reaching around to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Morrigan gasped, her head falling back, her body arching into his touch.

Cormac’s lips found Morrigan’s neck, his teeth nibbling on her earlobe. “My turn,” he whispered, his fingers undoing the laces of her dress.

Morrigan’s dress fell to the floor, revealing her naked body beneath. Cormac’s eyes widened, taking in her full breasts and the triangle of red hair between her legs.

Cormac’s fingers found Morrigan’s clit, rubbing it gently. Morrigan moaned, her hips thrusting forward, seeking more.

Cormac obliged, his fingers sliding into Morrigan’s wet pussy. She was tight, her muscles gripping him as he moved his fingers in and out.

Morrigan’s hands reached down, grabbing Cormac’s cock, stroking it gently. “I want you inside me,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.

Cormac positioned himself behind Morrigan, his cock pressing against her entrance. With one thrust, he was inside her, filling her completely.

Morrigan moaned, her head falling back, her body moving in time with Cormac’s thrusts. “Yes, yes, just like that,” she whispered.

Cormac reached around, his fingers finding Morrigan’s clit again, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. Morrigan’s moans became louder, her body tensing as she reached her climax.

With one final thrust, Cormac came, his release filling Morrigan’s pussy. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still connected, their breathing ragged.

Morrigan pulled away, picking up her dress and hair bra from the floor. “Until next time, handsome,” she whispered, disappearing into the night.

Cormac stood there, his cock still semi-hard, a satisfied smile on his face. He knew he would never forget his night with the temptress, Morrigan.

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