(Edited with the help of gameon2007)
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Last night I also had dreams of you.... in fact it was a dream where it was so REAL that I could smell the flowers, the wet earth, feel the ground beneath us, feel you on top of me. The dream started like any other dream sequence... I was wearing my Greenman cloak and I was dancing around a bonfire with other friends. Giving back to the Earth for all Her many Blessings and still we danced in happiness and in joy. When silence fell on the dancers and we realized that the Greenman had arrived finally.
As you approached closer... the dancers became more frenzied. They circled closer to the flame, dropping their mistakes, apologies, wishes for new things, all of these and more were written on strips of parchment, tied with strips of string and dropped into the fire. And as each one puffed into smoke to be taken up into the midnight sky, up to the full-moon the Gathering would become a little more frenzied. Clothes would begin to fall. I noticed you watching me as I walked over to the bonfire to also release my own pent-up desires, tossing my own pieces of parchment into the fire... and suddenly soft hands drew me back.... so that I was standing across from you.
Suddenly I knew what was to happen this night. Why I had been prepared special by the group. Why there had been a special bath... where all the hair had been removed, leaving my skin so soft and silky. Then I had been guided to a second bath where I had been immersed in silken oils smelling of sweet-smelling flowers and rose petals.
The hair on my head had been brushed till it was a shining flame and then it was tied back with ribbons. I had been dressed in a white gauzy material that was tied at the shoulders. I knew that once the ties had been undone, I would stand before the Gathering, before the Goddess and the God and before you, sky-clad. Well, except for maybe the ribbons in my hair. I stood there in the center of the bonfire as the group continued the ceremony to call the God and Goddess. I watched quietly as you came forward to complete your portion of the ceremony, knowing that there was really only one thing left, my part. You would be calling me to the flames but I knew that I would be the one to ignite them, in the entire group.
You lifted the candle and called the 4 corners. I was lost in my own thoughts when I suddenly felt strong hands on me, leading me towards my masked Greenman. My cloak was removed and I stood there in my gown... shivering, waiting for you to approach; I could hear the group chanting in the background and it was hypnotic.
As you approached and reached for the ties at my shoulders with one quick tug they were undone and suddenly I was standing there facing you, with the fire flickering to light my body. Sending lights of red and orange dancing across my form, and I could see your eyes drinking in all of me... the swell of my breasts to the hardened tips of my nipples puckering in the night breeze. As your eyes continued to move down over my stomach; I was praying to myself that you would not be disappointed in what you were about to have this night, but then I noticed that your eyes were starring at my womanhood and at that moment I knew that you could see my own passion and excitement, my body was showing you a different emotion than what my mind was giving off.
Suddenly, I felt wetness slowly starting to drip from inside my inner folds... it was starting to drip down my leg and soon the air would be thick with the scent of Our Passion, my passion. I looked at you, still wearing your ceremonial outfit but it was a man's cock that was standing out away from your robes. It was oozing pre-cum and the air around us seemed to be charged... leading us, telling us what to do next. I knew that my nervousness would have to wait for another time because for now, all I knew was that I wanted this man, this Greenman, this Satyr, this God standing in front of me.
I walked to stand in front of you... Reaching out to touch your chest and I could feel your heart hammering like mine. Suddenly I just couldn't take it anymore... One word dropped from my mouth before I dropped to my knees to take you into my mouth. "Will!" As I said your true name (my hand still pressed against your heart, I could feel what whispering your name had done for you, for us, for this) I took your cock deep into my mouth till it was touching the back of my throat.
I quickly begin to slowly move slowly move back and forth... so as to move you in and out of the warm, wet suction that had become my mouth. My hands went around you and pulled you closer to me... caressing anything my hands could reach. Knowing that I was bringing you pleasure like the Goddesses have pleasured their God's for many centuries. I pulled forward several times so that just the tip of your huge cock was in my mouth....
I could taste you all salty and slightly sweet and I knew this was increasing the wetness between my legs. So I reached down and swirled my fingers between the folds, trying desperately not to touch my clit, and gathered my juices then reached up and put my hand in front of you so that you could see what this was doing to me. I could see that this had the right affect on my Satyr... as you grabbed my fingers and began to suckle them.
This just about put me over the edge completely. I began to suck you a little harder feeling and tasting more of you coming, spreading out and coating my tongue. I wanted to feel you cum completely, to taste your passion but I also knew that with the current ritual I might not get the chance. And just as I felt you begin to tense up, I was quickly pulled away, and your cum was gathered till you were spent. You were supported briefly by the group until you caught your breath and could stand alone again. I was moved to the ceremonial altar, a bed adorned with flower petals. Here I was laid down and then a blindfold was quickly placed across my eyes as my hands were placed above me and tied with silken cords. I felt something being placed around my ankles as well but they weren't stretched out away from me yet.
I felt many hands touching, teasing as all of this occurred and it just tormented me further but I knew that this was as much as the Group would involve themselves except for the Fertile Mead which I knew we would be part of indirectly.
This is why I had not been allowed to drink from the Greenman the first time and now would be my turn to contribute before the main portion would commence. Which was ok because having had you in my mouth, I knew that you were huge and that this was going to hurt, at least at first.
Suddenly, the bed dipped a bit and I heard a deep laugh... I struggled a little trying to free my hands, I wanted to touch you again. You just laughed more.
