A Good Beltane Fire – BDSM – Free Sex Story

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A Good Beltane Fire

Even several yards away, the heat of the circular fire pulsed against his skin. When the wind surged, Jaeger was certain he felt the hair on his legs singe — or perhaps it was air brushing on goosebumps — the sensation was difficult to distinguish.

Only the cold stone, which was gradually warming beneath his feet, kept him from overheating too quickly. The perimeter of the stone circle, of which he was the centerpiece, seemed crafted for such a display. As if centuries of ritual just like this had gone on long before he set foot inside.

Although his wrists were cuffed, he had been compelled to keep them raised over his head of his own accord, as if holding up the victory of an army. To let them fall from tiredness was to lose. The leather binding his wrists was malleable enough to wind about him, sturdy enough to hold him. It didn’t stop him from secretly testing his restraints — a compulsion that the fighter within could not resist.

High above his head, Jaeger held in his bound hands. The only color present amidst the surrounding darkness were straps of leather ribbon in red, blue, yellow and green. Surrounding him, the women were dressed in lustrous, black vinyl upon which reflected the orange balefire of the blazing circle. Their skin-tight outfits became cast in a raiment of flames as they wove around him.

Syncopated footfalls gave rise to an emerging percussion, kept in time by the mating song of crickets and katydids in the distant tree line. Each round about the fire, shortened the length of the colored leather straps that the women wove over and under one another, drawing them inward, dancing round the man serving as their human Maypole.

His Sex pulsed rhythmically, urgent to perform its irresistible duty. The circle drew inward, braiding the straps from the fists that clenched them, down his forearms, around his shoulders and finally binding his chest. Swaying hips passed so near to him, he now felt the air stir between his body and theirs. He watched the fire glinting off their nipples, hardened by the cool night air, as blades of light piercing the darkness and wanted to be similarly cut by those pert gems.

All the while the leather straps were being braided down Jaeger’s naked form binding him tightly, stretched tall and beyond any movement. Only his cock was the exception. It protruded ever more fiercely, throbbing toward the bodies which brushed against him as they writhed in ritual. First the glossy cheeks of an obsidian Ass caressed themselves over his loins, then the press of ripe plums against his back.

The muscles of his abdomen quivered in an effort to restrain his pelvis from thrusting forward, a plea to be inside. He tried to anticipate how each of these primal elementals swirling around him planned to consummate the Rite of Beltane upon him. A hand slapped his cock, testing. Then a caress, teasing in a blur of motion as the women circled round.

Heat emanated from the vinyl bodies rubbing against his feverish skin. Yet he stood proudly, sculpted and erect, the perfect pillar for the ceremonial union upon which their mystical whims would be played.

The woman of Air was petite. Only her toes traced the fissures worn in the stone circle, reading their ancient braille instructions which her lithe body translated into a nimble dance. His only duty was to remain an upright, thick carnal pole.

Although he could not see her, feather-light fingers breathed over his flexed trapezius. In a single fluid motion, she locked her knee around his pelvis and let her body pirouette around front of him, vinyl slipping against sweat, and slid straight down onto the shaft he so duly provided.

Jaeger’s head fell back, plunged into long-anticipated ecstasy. Air held her own weight, ankles interlocked against his lumbar, fucking him in mid-air. She bobbed effortlessly, slipping down his pole. With each rebound, only the tightening of her Vagina around the swelling head of his Sex seemed to prevent her from flying away.

That familiar tremor in his legs signaled the climax that she was so skillfully intent on inhaling into those delicate lower lips. Her thighs tightened around his waist, working him until at last he exhaled his breathe of life into her. When his muscles finally betrayed him to his knees, Air dismounted, leaving him to the mercy of her successor.

Earth stepped forward, physicality rippling under her reflective second-skin. He gritted his teeth as she seized his cock in her grip. A jolt shot through his member, so recently evacuated, and he winced at the anticipated over-stimulation. Her timing however, was perfectly executed as she squeeze tightly, allowing the hyper-sensation to subside bearably. Using the lubricant that her antecedent had so generously slicked him up with, Earth began to stroke and coerce his erection upward once more.

Her gorgeous mounds of breast flesh towered before his gaze, threatening to slap him as her hand pumped. Mahogany-haired Earth seized Jaeger’s chin, forcing him to gaze only upon the mountains of cleavage capped with hard piques. He clenched his jaw to keep his insubordinate tongue where it belonged, driving his remounting lust into lower regions.

He let the natural motion of Earth’s hands rock him back and forth in her palm, heavy breasts swinging closer with each oscillation. His tongue glazed over the back of his teeth, likening the smooth ridges to her furrowed areolas.

Earth’s grip slipped from jaw to throat as she pushed him roughly to the ground and descending upon his cock like it were her own personal fuck-stick. The cool grass against his back starkly contrasted the searing within his lungs as she choke-fucked him. Flames dashed and danced spinning away in asphyxiated delirium.

His own blood pulsed through his member in a throbbing crescendo. Her taught Ass beat down against his thighs with each drumming of his stick, beckoning him to writhe up into her and explode with Hot cum.

Even as his Orgasm burst with white light, he gasped for air but was met instead with the taste of a dripping-wet slit against his lips as Water spread her legs across his face. Finally he unleashed his eager tongue, drinking her in deeply. Where the former had left off, the wet mouth of Water engulfed his cock, lapping and sucking the juices that still covered him.

The contrast of her cool tongue against his Hot prick gave rise once more to the white tide within him. Submerging his balls in the wellspring of her oral basin, his own covetous lapping was spurred by the sensation of her tonguing, even visiting his asshole briefly. His ululation was distant, muffled by the Vagina that was flooding over his face.

On the ebb his pleasure surged southward, a gathering torrent of pleasure with each undulation. On the flow he sipped the droplets from Water’s lily, each moan belonging to her, murmured against her sweet, juicy clit.

Every whimper, every gasp was echoed by having his dick shoved, with a succulent ruthlessness, down her slender throat as she sucked-fucked him with the wet hole that was her mouth. Rounding the head of Jaeger’s swollen cock and shoving him against the soft palette in her throat again and again he could not resist thrusting his spray forth in a pearlescent stream. It seemed impossible that he was not yet emptied entirely into them.

Their human maypole was not permitted to rest long as Fire sauntered forward. Such a figure must have leapt from the inferno of temptation itself. A succubus born of Hades’ own flames – and in her eyes he saw that wrath descending. Reaching for a fistful of hair, she twisted her fingers and pulled him up to his knees.

Slender fingers punctuated by blood-red nails squeezed his mouth into a precious “o”. Fire hissed, slapping his cheeks, making the blood and heat rise to the surface of his skin and he knew that this woman was going to use him well, even as she unsheathed the cock from the length of her inner thigh.

Jaeger’s mouth, so recently eager to suckle the rock-hard teats of Earth now choked it down unexpectedly, no choice but to suck her off. She rammed her chick-dick into his mouth until tears stung his Hot face, glistening in the firelight. It pressed against the back of his throat, much as he imagined his had done to her forbear. Suffering the sensation he himself had inflicted taunted arousal forth incredulously. His body shivered and his cock danced; whether from cool night air or poignant stimulation, he could not discern.

Nails trailed down his raised and bound arms, following the edge of the leather straps almost unbearably. Heat-tendered skin dimpled, involuntarily pleading to feel the relief of her nails scratching their way upwards. In the light of the flames, Jaeger could glimpse his own reflection in Fire’s black vinyl outerwear; he saw what she looked down upon and sucked her cock with renewed vigor, determined that she would not see another sight equal to this, before the next Great Rite.

When he was ready to champion as their Maypole once more, Fire refitted his collar, snapping it on backwards so that she could thread it like a leash. His eyebrows drew together, lines of perspiration beading down his temples. The anticipation of what was about to happen caused his cheeks to flush but had he not volunteered for this?

Wrapping her arm around his waist, she seized his erection, viciously stroking. With each pull of her hand she bent him at the waist further. Unable to brace himself on all fours with his arms bound, Jaeger was forced to rely on his collar remaining taught to keep his face out of the dirt.

Lubed up with his own saliva dripping from the strap-on, she utterly penetrated his Ass, working his erection at every thrust. Fire’s other hand pulled him back against her with the leather strap wrapped around her wrist, jerking your leash. Her pushing into him anus thrust his phallus into the palm of her hand before rocking back onto her cock again.

She jerked and fucked him all at once, giving a volcanic rise to Hot load of cum. Oscillating between pleasure centers from within and he erupted into her hands, molten cum flowing through fingers. Red fingers milked every last drop from his tip, one long nail pushing into his cock-slit for all residuals. It was too much and he shuddered beneath her as she withdrew from both points of penetration simultaneously.

And then…Void. The culmination of all Elements, the center where they converge. Only the metallic click of a tool being unlatched signified her presence emerging from the darkness behind him. Straps cascaded into her palm, rain pattering before a deluge.

Leather met flesh in a thundering report across his back, eyes closing. At first it was a relief, distracting some from the soreness elsewhere in his anguished body. Then the whips came heavier and harder, until his flesh began to tender with a pinkish hue.

Pairs of hands covered his body as the Elements turned him over and lay him on his back. Each blade of grass scored distinctly against Jaeger’s skin, tiny daggers. They spread his legs as far as his bindings would allow, wrapped as they were in the braids of the dance. The wailing of the flogger striped his flat abdomen, licking across ribs and arms simultaneously.

Every nerve buzzed, livewires beneath his skin. Jaeger barely noticed as he was descended upon by an Elemental onslaught. Earth pinned him bodily to the ground making him subject to the delirious sensation of Air’s soft fingers brushing over his scorned flesh. Fire slipped her manicured fingers in between his buttocks, playing around that sacred hole. She penetrated him with a rough-gentleness as Water dampened his member once more using her mouth as a living cock-pump.

Void knelt over his face, foreshadowing her engorged she-cock against his mouth. Unlike the previous round, there was an elasticity to the organ now pressed against his face. It was not just a dildo, it was a vessel filled to capacity and ready to deliver into him.

Every element descended upon their Maypole then rendering him all but immovable, at the mercy of pleasure administered to every nexus of bodily sensation. The power of Earth, subtlety of Air, passion of Fire and immersion of Water.

The last however, was intentionally Void. Her finale of bringing together every pleasure simultaneously, meant to raise his prick once more and void it of all ejaculate. Jaeger never imagined he could produce so much, but had he not been chosen as Their cum-fount for his virility?

This thought spurred him on once more, knowing that he was the best of all contenders. The perfect Beltane sacrifice across the altar of lust. He felt the explosion rising to empty his loins once more. Water released his glans from her orifice as Void pulled out of his mouth spraying her load over his face even as he pulsed white-Hot jets into the air.

It cooled and ran, following the lines of his jaw down to his ear lobes, or around the edge of his waist, dripping slowly into the ground at the arch of his back.

Where the coals of fire waned dimly, Jaeger’s eyes opened, alone and unbound. The horizon spread into to a blood-orange dawn as he lay there exhausted, staring upward at the Morning Star.

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