Hello everyone and welcome to my very first ever go at Wednesday Briefs Flash Fiction. I was given many options to inspire a Brief. But I chose to go with the two photos below. I hope you enjoy the first part of "LADY" and would LOVE to hear your thoughts :)
Whenever the moon is full and shining at its brightest, I always dream of myself, basking in the colors and brilliance of a rainbow. In these dreams, a man always appears, right when the rainbow disappears. He always walks over to the crystal clear pool of water and strips down to his skin. Baring a perfectly sculpted masterpiece for my eyes to feast upon, appreciate and remember.
Oh, how I yearn to go to him while he’s under the falls, bathing in nature’s finest, purest of waters. To bring his magnificent body flush against mine. I envision caressing his tanned flesh and licking every sparkle of water from all of the warmest places on his body. I would start from the top: his ears, chin, cheeks and lips—and work my way down. Never getting past his center, because that’s where I know he will get the most pleasure from my attentions.
The sounds he makes are just as arousing as he is. The sighs of his pleasure at times would seem as if he’s in pain. I would take away that glorious pain by giving him even more exhilarating pleasure. Then, he’ll whisper my name, so sweet from his lips, so sensual, so erotic and thrilling as he’d reach his completion, feeding me the finest nectar I’ve ever tasted.
This dream is always so very intoxicating. It makes me feel so powerful, so satisfied. But alas, it’s all only a dream. All of it, something I can never have and never experience—it hurts me to my core. I feel empty and alone. Especially, the times when he whispers, “Lady.” I don’t know who he calls from those full lips. But I want it to be me. I always want it to be me…
During the times I have these dreams, I embody the form of a goddess. I have white blonde hair that flows to my knees, the bluest of eyes and succulent lips-the type of lips only meant for kissing and sucking. I possess two perfectly pert breasts with the pinkest of nipples that would tempt any man into visions of suckling them.
This perfect body of mine is covered in the palest of skin, enfolding some luscious curves that would put an hourglass to utter shame. I walk on two legs instead of four. No more tail or hooves. No more horn on my head or whinnies coming from my muzzle. It’s all so very odd. Yet, it feels so very good, so right. As if I was born this way with a lifetime of practice, walking on two legs and swaying my hips to tempt and tease.
The very best part of this human form is two of my limbs have hands. Hands can do so many glorious things! I remember I once used them to explore my own goddess form and I felt everything. The new skin under my fingers felt so hairless and would prickle with bumps when I reached my breasts. My entire frame would also shiver when I touched my nether region.
I want him to touch me like this. I crave it. He’s never touched me in my dreams. He always holds his hands, shaped into fists tightly at his sides. As if he’s afraid that if he touches me, I will disappear. So, he restrains himself.
I do not want restraint. I wish for him to unleash his full passion on my dream self while it is here. No man would ever desire a unicorn’s body to be theirs. To own and worship. No. They desire their own kind. Human flesh and human blood.
Oh, how I wish I was a woman—his woman.
More to come…
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