Heaven's Gate

As we walk first across the floor than up each step, I can sense him; his desires and needs filling my body with longing and my midn with thoughts of pleasures. Another image, magnified and made tangibly real through our linked senses. I can sense intensity of the connection nearly overwhelming him, and I am glad that as an angel I can withstand being swept away, for it is I that must lead the path to my door and what lays beyond it.

As we step through the wooden passage, I wink at the lady of the door that knows all too well what he is sensing.

I guide him to a lounging chaise, bidding him to sit and rest. I watch as his eyes slowly drink in our surroundings. My room is an extension of me, as such candles and sheer veils convey a hidden yet open feel. The dominate colour is blue like my eyes, but various other hues join the symphony that caresses your mind.

I stand beside you, watching as my body lightly sways to the gentle music filling the room.

"Is the theme what you imagine for my performance?" I whisper softly, my voice musical as it lightly caresses you, once your eyes return to me.
 
My heart was pounding as I entered the dancer's chamber. I'd theought the previous two angels were beautiful, but this one................each girl, at the time I was with her, seemed to me to be the most beautiful and desirable creature on this earth, which was maybe exactly as they intended.
Her room was strewn with soft cushions, fabrics, and again a large chaise in the corner. She smiled wickedly at me, and indictaed that I should sit on the chaise.

Is the theme what you imagine for my performance?

I must have nodded at her, because she smiled again.
"I'm going to dance for you," she whispered. "That's what you want, isn't it?"
mmmmmmmmm yes dance for me take off all your clothes rub your naked body against mine
"Yes," I managed to whisper, "that's what I want. I want you to give me pleasure........."
"That's what I'm here for," she smiled sweetly.
Already my cock was stiffening and thickening, seeing the curves of her soft body inside that sheer dress was already having it's effect, all I wanted to do was tear it off and have her...........
 
I can feel his desire, strong nearly overwhelming, yet so delicious. I could sense the his needs, and wants...shivering slightly with pleasure they bring to my body and mind, but knowing all to well the rules of this place and that his desires went beyond them.

This outfit is my favourite. The smooth material caresses my skin so softly, while tantalizing anyone who gazes upon it.

The chaise is almost in the middle of the room, near a slightly raised oval of smooth wood flooring. My heels click lightly along the hard surface, matching his pulse flowing through him and now through my mind and body. The quickening pace reminds me of his arousal, as I glance over my shoulder and wink. His eyes glance up from their prior focus point of my thighs and covered cheeks, meeting mind. As I hold his gaze, my eyes reflect back his desire, doubling his pulse and his need.

The chords of music begin to grow louder as the first song nears. I break the gaze, and stand in the middle of the stage, as drumbeats send deep waves of need through our bodies and the melody sweeps away our minds.
 
Trembling, I sit upon the chaise. Desire has taken hold of my body, I just can't seem to stop shaking. She smiles at me, strange, ethereal music begins to play from a hidden source - I look up and see that some of the figures painted on the ceiling have opened their mouths and are singing, some are playing instruments, the effect is so amazing that for a moment I almost forget about the beautiful creature in front of me. Then my gaze drops, and I focus upon her again.
God, but she can dance. Her filmy dress cllings to her body as she sways to and fro, her breasts jut proudly in front of her, again my mind suddenly conjurs up images tear her dress off down the front expose her soft tits slide your aching cock in between them mmmmmmmmmmmmm explode hot sticky cumm between them all over her face neck tits jesus
and she smlies knowingly god she put that in my mind she put it there
but she gives no outward sign, just dancing closer, closer, till I can smell her beautiful unearthly angel scent, it makes me dizzy, I put out my hand to touch her but she draws away, just out of reach, I have to remember this is just a dance, I don't think I'm allowed to touch her but maybe if she can sense and feel my desire strongly enough she'll let me, she'll break the rules............
 
the pounding beat fills your pulsing body till it appears to control your heart and flowing blood. I can sense your desires, even those hidden from your conscious mind. The connection is stronger than I had ever felt, as I focus on each desire, painting an erotically image with my mind and sending back to you. Each time your body shakes with need, but you are afraid to give in for you wish for anything else but to frighten me into stopping.

The beat unites our bodies, my hips sway with each beat, guiding waves of need through you which each deep sound. My feet on the ground add to the music and the pulsing sensations filling your body. My delicate hands, arms and head move with the melody, caressing each note with a slight motion that weaves a world of bliss around you.
 
The dance is the most beautiful, most erotic thing that I've ever seen. Several times I put out my hand to touch her, just to connect with this incredible female angel in a physical way, but each time I do she draws away. Each time she draws away, an image fills my mind so powerfully that I can hardly breathe.
smooth panties sliding hissing down over soft skin
soft round buttocks bared pale and white
breasts spilling out over her shimmering dress
her astride me kissing me with rose-petal mouth as heat and wetness rubs over my skin

and so on and so on..........are these images just to tease me? is she really going to do them for real, or is it just part of the dance?
 
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To the beat of the music my body flows towards you, my fingers reach out trailing soft sheer material from their tips. The softness caresses your out strentched hands...the sensations are unlike anything of this world....a thousand tiny kisses...miniature feathers...softest lips...sweet fingers....

Your body fills with overwhelming need for more, as through your mind floods a million images of pleasure, each more elaborate than the last, you hunger to taste to touch, anything but to remain there.

"trust me and take hold" I whisper, my voice ambrosia to your ears. Reaching out you clasp the fine material, standing from your seat you follow me to the center of the stage.

"undress and lay down" I turn around, winking delicately before closing my eyes, allowing your privacy, although I continue to feel your arousal and thoughts.
 
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