In the temple of Venus, a woman named Seraphina tended to the sacred flame. She was a priestess, known for her devotion and purity. Her hair was cut in the style of a pixie, a daring choice for a woman of the cloth.
One day, a traveler named Marcus arrived at the temple. He was a merchant, traveling from town to town, selling his wares. Seraphina was drawn to him, his rugged good looks and charming smile. She knew it was forbidden for her to be with a man, but she couldn’t help herself.
Marcus was also drawn to Seraphina. He had never met a woman like her before, so confident and strong. He knew he wanted her, but he also knew he had to be careful. He didn’t want to anger the gods.
Seraphina and Marcus began to meet in secret, in the shadows of the temple. They would talk for hours, learning about each other’s lives. And then, one night, they couldn’t resist any longer. They fell into each other’s arms, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
Marcus ran his hands through Seraphina’s short hair, marveling at its softness. She moaned as he kissed her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her skin. She reached down, feeling the growing bulge in his pants. She wanted him, needed him.
Marcus helped Seraphina out of her robes, revealing her naked body. He couldn’t believe how beautiful she was, her curves and curves. He kissed her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. Seraphina gasped, her back arching as he pleasured her.
Marcus then moved down, kissing Seraphina’s stomach and hips. He reached her pubic hair, trimmed in a neat pixie cut to match her hairstyle. He smiled, admiring her boldness. He spread her legs, admiring her wet pussy.
Seraphina moaned as Marcus’s fingers explored her, teasing her clit and sliding into her pussy. She was so wet, so ready for him. Marcus then replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking and sucking her clit. Seraphina moaned louder, her hips bucking as she came.
Marcus then entered Seraphina, his cock sliding into her wet pussy. She moaned as he filled her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he thrust into her. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they reached for their release.
Marcus came first, his cock twitching as he filled Seraphina with his seed. She followed soon after, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came again. They lay together, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath.
Seraphina and Marcus continued to meet in secret, their passion for each other never fading. They knew they were taking a risk, but they didn’t care. They had found something special in each other, something they never wanted to let go.
And so, they continued to meet, their love growing stronger with each passing day. Their secret was safe, as long as they were careful. And they were, for they knew the consequences of being discovered. But they also knew that their love was worth the risk.
And so, they continued, their love story written in the shadows of the temple, their whispers of passion lost in the flames of the sacred fire.
