1. Samhain Night: The Lover's Celebration


    Date: 8/13/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Melissa999, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    Share my body as well, my sister. From the sacred glade, amidst the forest deep, the stars spin their eternal dance around the celestial pole. The darkness is deeper now, and the stars brighter against the blackness of space and time. The kindling is stacked high, awaiting the lighted torch, that will set fire to the wood prepared. Look deep into my eyes, my sister, kiss me slowly, softly and let me feel your body heat, the heat from your warm blood, as our passions awaken once again. We will be united in scared union, as we were on the first occasion and though we have spent time apart, we will return here again, to celebrate, those eternal cycles, and honour the great mother goddess, with the lust and desire so strong in our hearts. She will be pleased and continue her benevolent blessings upon us, and we know when we are called to her service, she will be always by our sides. So, come close sister, let me feel your kisses, the smell of skin, and silky texture of warm moisture, the time is almost upon us. The sacred night is indeed upon us, my sister, as the great cycle of the earth’s journey around the sun reaches the night of the Samhain. The holy night, when veil twixt the living and the dead is opened, and spirits are abroad. We are summoned again in re-union to dance in naked desire under the forest moon. Our time is nigh, when we are called together at the end and the beginning of the eternal circle of the world. Our fair Goddess, the All-mother, the All-femme cast ...
    our roles when the world was young, and through the long aeons we have joined and re-joined this night to serve her divine will as Priestesses of the Eternal Circle, the sacred symbol of the ever-passionate Femme. As flames dance before us, our spirits are kindled and our bodies unite again, given to one another in sublime intimacy, in her honour, and in our timeless love. Fingers entwine. Wet, glistening skin glows in the firelight and joins together in sexual communion as two become one, summer becomes winter, and the spirits of the dead bear witness to our eternal dance. Yes, my sister, my blood and my flesh. A year has but passed since the last time we performed the ancient rites in the forest so deep. The air is cold now, as the cloudless nights allow the stars to bear witness to this night of nights. The veil between this world and the land of those who have vanished off the face of the mother Earth, has thinned, and will not exist on the night of the great feast. Our Mother, fair of face, graceful of form, enchantress of lust and desire, has joined us in her service for endless cycles of time. The flames will dance, red hot embers will float into the night sky, like a million fire flies , the drums will pound their hypnotic beat, and we will move around the fire before the witnesses, the lesser servants of the Goddess. We two are naked and unbridled. My lust for your body, your lips, your sex is as crazed as it ever was. Our union will be the highest example of love, I ...
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