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The female witch had spent the long cold winter alone in a stone cottage at the edge of the forest preparing herself for spring when she knew he would arrive. As the warm winds began to blow the ice and snow from the forest she moved outdoors to the place she had selected for this joining. It was a clearing ringed closely with huge old trees and a circle of standing stones. At one end of the clearing was a raised platform covered with luxurious furs and pillows. In the center of the clearing a large fire had been laid but not yet lit. There was still much to do before his arrival.

As she laid out the wine and cakes and fruit for their refreshment later, she thought about the impending encounter. She lit the incense and adjusted the furs on the huge bed. She had felt him approaching for several days now and her excitement had been mounting. On this final day she had bathed in a clear cool lake that had not been able to quench the heat building in her body. As she anointed herself with delicately perfumed oils the passion in response to his approach continued uncontrollably.

The light of day was fading and with an effort she rose and lit the great fire. As she moved through the clearing the aroma from the oils mingled with the scent from her steaming cunt and he was close enough now for it to cause him to quicken his pace. She returned to her bed of furs and began a low moaning and her body moved sensuously as she ran her hands over it in anticipation of his touch. Her cunt was swollen and very wet and her nipples hard and throbbing.

These last few days while she could feel him approaching – finding his way through a deep forest to a place he had never been before – her mind and body burned inside and out with a writhing wanton need that had to be satisfied. She was the goddess of the empty vessel and only this mating with the great beast would make her spirit whole. Her hands continued to move over her hot silky skin raising the agony of wanting and needing to a fever pitch.

Suddenly the great stag broke through into the circle. His huge shadow played on the trees as he moved quickly and purposefully toward the platform where he stood at his full height looking down at her writhing form. She could feel the heat from his great body and she opened her legs wider and reached for him with her hands.

Her cunt was unbearably hot and flowing as he lowered his face to it and used his strong tongue to increase the raging fever in her past imagining. She reached her hands between her legs, one feeling his velvet horns, the other grasping his powerful neck as he fondled her huge ripe breasts. He raised his magnificent head from between her legs, licking his lips and searching her face with his intense eyes.

She pulled firmly on his shoulders and he moved his body so she could reach his huge stiff cock. It was hot and pulsating, the skin firm and supple, the head of a softer texture and glistening with a few drops of fragrant moisture. She lowered her head to it and it filled and heated her mouth, the moisture tasting like nectar from the gods. She held it firmly and moved the skin on the swollen shaft vigorously while he drove her to an increased frenzy with his powerful hand.

He growled low in his throat and while she continued to suck on his huge organ he pulled her roughly to the edge of the platform. Her hips writhed and she opened her legs even wider to receive him, her nostrils filled with the earthy scent of him.

His eyes were soft and glowing as his swollen organ sank to the hilt within her and wave after wave of heat flowed through her reaching to her swollen hardened nipples from the great fullness she felt inside her. He roared and snorted and thrusted deep within her with more and more urgency. She wrapped her legs around him and held him to her as closely as she could feeling the tremors moving back and forth between her body and his.

They shuddered and shouted, her head shaking from side to side, her auburn hair flying. They were both out of control and reaching for something no mortal had ever experienced. The pressure continued to build until the great explosion rocked the circle and reverberated against the night sky. If there had been those to see they would have thought that the great couple had disappeared from view. But their wavering forms could be seen against the fire light and they gradually solidified. They lay close together his head pillowed on her breasts, his arms wrapped protectively around her and rested.

Some time later, after the moon had cleared the treetops, he raised his head from her breast and looked searchingly into her eyes. He smiled and his eyes softened and half closed as he moved his strong hand to open her legs again. He moved his great body to lower his face to her moist warm cunt and she grasped his penis firmly and sucked on him eagerly, feeling him grow bigger within her mouth. They played with increasing intensity until suddenly he swung off the platform and lifting her to him placed her face down on the ground with her rear in the air. She could feel the heat from his body as he moved forward to cover her and reached to grasp her breasts.

Her nostrils filled with the strong scent of the fresh spring earth and of him as he adjusted his body so his powerful swollen organ entered to the hilt her steaming yearning cunt. The weight of him on her back added to the excitement of the fullness within her and as he began thrusting enthusiastically she felt his taut heavy balls slapping against her clitoris. The sensation was almost unbearable and she felt waves of pleasure encompassing her. He roared with pleasure and exploded within her pumping her to an indescribable orgasm.

And the night was not yet over…

I lay on the mat by the pool letting my bare skin soak up the soothing rays of the hot sun. When I’d basted my backside to a nice brown, I rolled over and showed the sky my half-erect prick. It was only natural that I’d be day-dreaming about some of the many wild sexual encounters that I’ve experienced by that pool.

My daughter Fiona lives in another state. She does not make a habit of calling by unannounced, so I had no reason to think that she would choose this particular hot summer afternoon to drop in on her old man. When she first materialized at my side, I was half asleep in the heat and willing to be convinced that it was all a dream. Chuckling, I touched her bare ankle.

“Dad!” she squealed. Her voice brought me down to earth with a crash. “Are you crazy? Since when have you been in the habit of sunbathing naked by the pool?”

“Since before you were born, sweetheart,” I said, as I looked around for a towel to cover myself.

“I didn’t know that.”

“Well, now you do.” I suddenly realized that Fiona herself was standing on the towel. A smile flickered across her lips when she saw that I’d noticed.

“I left Michael, Daddy,” she said. “He hasn’t fucked me in four months. That’s grounds for divorce as far as I’m concerned!”

“Four months?” I tried to sound alert, but I was distracted by the fact that my daughter was stripping off her clothes right in front of me.

“Count ‘em, Dad! One, two, three, four.” She tossed her panties into the pool on the last word and pirouetted on her toes. Her pale, naked body glittered in the sunlight with a faint sheen of sweat and sexual desperation.

“I never let your mother go four days without getting fucked,” I said.

“I know. She told me.” Fiona giggled again. “You’ve got a nice cock, Daddy. It’s a lot bigger than Michael’s.” She reached out and wrapped her fist around it I felt myself go rock-hard under her fingers.

“Oooohh, Daddy!”

“Um, maybe it’s time you gave me my towel,” I said, reaching out.

“Maybe it’s time you gave me your dick, Daddy!” With those words, my own little girl planted a foot on either side of my hips and settled down into place on top of my cock. The warm folds of her hungry pussy enveloped my massive shaft as neatly as if they’d been molded precisely to fit my personal tool.

Maybe I should have resisted, but I was too drunk on the sleepy sunlight and the beauty of her naked body Besides, she was a married woman practically a divorced woman… and certainly old enough to know whether or not she wanted to fuck her own father. I still don’t feel it’s right for the man to initiate such a relationship, but I can’t see any harm in it if the daughter willingly makes the first move.

Besides, she felt so right and good with her hot thighs thumping against my legs each time she rose up to slide down the length of my shaft. She caressed my bare chest as she and pinched my flat nipples and then my hard biceps.

“You’re twice Michael’s age, but you’re twice as firm.” I could have pointed out that Michael didn’t have the benefits of a private pool and a weight training set, but I didn’t either when I was his age. Also, I was more experienced. I had fucked more women that Michael had had hot dinners, so I knew automatically the best way to fuck my cock up into my daughter’s pussy to give her the greatest pleasure.

Fiona came on top of me like she’d been hit by lightning, her whole body stiffened and shuddered, her tight squirmy little cunt pulsing in short, hard ripples each time she screamed. The hot clasping of her convulsing pussy around my pistoning prick soon had me squirting a huge load way up inside her cunt. I watched as she pleasured herself, cumming again as my sperm filled her quivering twat.

When she rolled off my satisfied dick, she asked me if she could stay with me until she got back on her feet. Naturally, I said yes!