Following The Owl

Following the Owl

Rowan woke in the night to the sound of a barn owl’s cry, turning her head she watched out the glass French doors of her room to see the magnificent animal land on the railing of her terrace and stared at her through wide eyes. Climbing out of bed Rowan pulled a sweater over her tank top and shorts before opening the doors. Walking out slowly she approached the bird, reaching a hand out to brush the back of her fingers over its snowy white breast. It gave a soft hoot before spreading its wings to take flight. Rowan saw it look back down at her as it circled once as if saying fallow me. Taking a breath, she headed down the stairs to fallow the owl into the woods.

She fallowed the owl in and out of the trees, her bare feet chilling from the cool soft moss beneath them. Breaking through the trees, the owl had led her to a small clearing in its center, and in the middle of that clearing stood a door. She watched as the owl landed gracefully on the top of the frame, and it watched her. The door intrigued her; it was a dark rich wood varnished to a sheen, so it almost glowed in the night. The frame was wide with intricately carved Celtic knot work running up and down all three sides. Walking to it she circled it slowly finding the knot work on the other side, but there was no handle on this side. Moving back to the front of the door Rowan looked up at the owl again and smiled gripping the handle she winked at the bird and opened the door.

Rowan stepped through the door and gasped when she looked down. She was still in the clearing of the woods, but she now wore a goddess style dress made of the softest of silks the color of the midnight sky that revealed her pale skin in hints and peeks. Her hair which had been up in a messy bun now hung in loose curls down her bare back with stars and flowers woven through it. Looking up when she heard the hoot of the owl again, she smiled seeing that it had come with her. Looking around she surveyed her surroundings. It looked like the same, but everything seemed a little sharper, a little brighter. She jerked her head up when the owl hooted again, watching it sail through the sky to the tree across the clearing.

Smiling she walked towards it and found a pedestal with a scroll open on it. Lifting it gently Rowan read.

Welcome to the forest of enchantment fallow the path and find some joyful fantasies if you dare, if not stay by the door and you will be sent home.

Rowan chuckled softly and looked up at the owl staring down at her.

“I guess I’ll be fallowing the path, after all they did dress me up so pretty.” She gave the owl a wink and entered the woods.

She fallowed the path twisting and turning through the woods until she came upon a smaller clearing then the first. It was tucked away in the trees but she could still see what was there through the trees. What she found made her eyes dilate and her breathing to increase. In this clearing there was a soft supple looking blank spread out with a naked man lounging on the pillows that where scattered around it.

He was a glorious display of male beauty. His tanned skin was spread taught over rippling muscles and looked as if he had just been oiled down. He had blazing blue eyes the stared at her from beneath a lock of jet-black hair, and as she came into the clearing, he rolled onto his back revealing his highly engorged cock resting between his thighs. Smiling at her he took his cock in hand stroking it slowly as she stared.

“Do you like what you see?” He asked in a silky voice.

“Oh, yes.” Rowan replied as she stepped closer.

“Then take what you desire.” He said moving his hands to lace his fingers behind his head.

Rowan smiled as she approached the man, lifting the skirt of her gown finding that it had slits in it on both sides. Stepping onto the blanket she straddled the man’s hips as she dropped to her knees. Stroking her hands slowly up his chest Rowan leaned in to clam his lips in a slow lingering kiss as she rubbed her wet pussy over his hard cock. Moaning against his lips she pulled her hips up settling his tip at her entrance and bracing her hand on his chest she impaled herself on his thick hard shaft as she rose above him. Throwing her head back she road him wildly, thrusting over and over panting and chanting yes louder and louder until she felt him cum deep inside her and she fallowed finding her own release screaming it to the trees in triumph. Shaking and gasping she laid her body down to his kissing his chest as she basketed in the feelings flowing through her.

After a time, she heard the soft cry of the owl again, sighing she lifted her head to look at it.

“Time for you to go little one.” The man said

“You have more to find.”

Rowan moaned as she climbed from him, giving him one last kiss, she walked back to the trail. Feeling the man’s cum seeping down her inner thighs she smiled widely as she continued down the path. Toying with a strand of hair she flowed dreamily over the soft warm earth. Then glancing to her left she found another clearing. Stepping into this one she found a blanket and mountains of pillows the same as the other, but this time lounged amongst them was two naked women.

She watched as the women petted and kissed each other’s flesh, and she moaned the same time as one when the other bit down on the swell of her breast. Rowan’s sound caused both women to look over at her, and they both smiled wickedly.

“Have you come for us to play with you?” One asked.

“I believe I have.” Rowan laughed.

“Then come and let us play.” The women held out their hands.

Rowan walked over to the women kneeling between them. The women stroked her arms and petted her throat and face. Helping her to lay back they parted the vee front of the gown to reveal her breasts, and as they held her arms still, they began playing with them. They squeezed and kneaded them, pinching her nipples between their fingers causing her to gasp and arch her back pushing into the small pain. They smiled at each other over her body before dipping their heads to suckle her nipples into their mouths and fest. As she started to whimper and moan straining against their hold on her they gave each nipple one last bite before pulling back. One laid back against the pillows as the other helped Rowan lay between her legs then knelt in front of the pair. Lifting the front panel of Rowan’s gown to the side she pushed Rowan’s thighs apart hooking them over the other woman’s thighs to leave her exposed to the air.

The woman at Rowan’s back took her wrists guiding her arms between their bodies, kissing, and licking at her throat she held Rowan there as the other used her fingers to part Rowan’s folds causing her to gasp as the cool air hit her heated flesh before bending her head to place her mouth at her clit sucking hard. Rowan screamed as the woman behind her bit her throat the moment she came setting off a series of orgasms that both women kept going, making Rowan feel sensation after sensation. They kept at it until Rowan passed out from the bliss of it all. When she woke again Rowan was in the same position, but the women had traded places, and they were gently petting her.

“Would you like more little one?” they asked in unison.

“Please.” Rowan breathed.

The woman at her back chuckled in her ear as she started playing with the unused side of her throat, and the woman between her thighs bent her head. She licked and lapped at Rowan’s pussy like it was her last meal making Rowan cum over and over as the other woman kissed and nipped at her throat, until she passed out once again. When she came to again, she was propped against the pillows with her gown righted once more, and the women were stroking her arms. When she heard the hoot of the owl again, she opened her eyes meeting the bird’s eyes in the tree.

“It is time for you to continue your journey little one.” The women said kissing her cheeks before helping her stand.

Rowan hugged each woman in turn before moving back to the path and fallowing the owl farther down the trail. Feeling wonderfully loose, but a little sore at the same time she stared up into the sky watching the owl glide on the soft breeze as she fallowed it. It was a majestic night where she was. The air was soft a warm with the night sky a deep midnight blue accented by the silver of the stars and the full glowing white of the moon.

The next clearing that she came to had a roaring bonfire going with a group of women dancing naked around it. When they saw her two of the women ran over to her. Taking her hands, they led her closer to the fire, and removed her gown pulling her into the circle. They danced and sang, laughing and playing around the glowing flames. It was an exhilarating show of feminine power. When they circled her around and back to the opening of the clearing the two women kissed her cheeks and gently pushed her on her way.

“But…” when she turned back to the clearing to ask about her gown she gasped, there was nothing there.

She jerked this time when she heard the owl staring up at it with a question in her eyes, but it just stared back at her with what she though was a bit of a smirk. Sighing she began walking once again. She closed her eyes as she walked moaning a little as the breeze caressed her nipples and pussy. What was going to happen next? She wondered, after all they had kept her gown. When the owl gave a hoot again, she opened her eyes to find another clearing. When Rowan entered this clearing, she raised an eyebrow in question. What she found there was the most interesting of the night so far. There was a salon style chair and a massage table.

Rowan gasped when someone grabbed her hand. It was a girl that looked like she was in her twenties, she tugged and pulled leading Rowan over to the chair. When she was settled two other women joined the first, and they began piling her hair atop her head securing it with pins while keeping the stars and flowers in it. After her hair was secured, the women led her over to the massage table, helping her lay face down on the cool satin sheet she sensed when they left, and she waited.

After some time, she felt a set of firm slightly calloused hands stroke oil strongly down her back, working up and down the hands slowly released the knotted muscles in her back. Moving south the hands stroked over her ass, kneading, and squeezing it as well as working it to release the tension there. Stepping to the right the hands worked that leg and then moved around the end of the table to work her left leg. They then moved to her shoulders to silently help her turn onto her back and she stared up into the piercing blue eyes of the man she had fucked when she first walked through the door.

The man smiled down at her as he worked her neck and shoulders. Smoothing his hands down over her pecs to grip and knead her tits. Stepping to the side of the table again he circled his hands over her tummy that rose and fall with her panting breaths. She closed her eyes as he worked his hands down one leg then up the other only to pause at her hip. Placing both hands at her left hipbone he kept one hand there while sliding the other across to the right, then halfway down her thighs he slid them to her inner thighs to part them slowly.

“My turn.” He whispered this in her ear as he moved his left hand to her wet hot pussy folds.

He moved his right hand up to hold her shoulders to the table as he worked her folds. He rubbed and stroked, circling her clit to get her gasping before slowly sliding three fingers deep into her gripping core. Sliding them in and out as his thumb continued to work her clit until she came gasping and panting as she strained against his arm. As she came a third time, he calmed her lips forcing her to ride the orgasm. Pulling back, he smiled down at her as she calmed, and he then helped her off the table walking her to the trail.

“Almost there little one.” He said kissing her forehead as he patted her ass to send her on her way.

Rowan shuttered as she started down the path once more. Looking up when she heard the owl again, she smiled. Walking on it was a break in the woods that she came upon this time. Stepping through the tree line she found a large hot spring that back up to a mountain, but nobody around. The owl cries again, and she looked up. Watching it circle getting lower and lower before landing on the ground, and she gasped as an emerald shimmer incased the bird moving upwards. She stared as a man formed in the mist, raising to a towering height with rippling muscles, rich chocolate brown hair, and intense emerald, green eyes. When the shimmering light settled, he stepped towards her naked skimming the back of a hand over her jaw.

“Are you ready for me little one?” He asked staring into her eyes.

“Oh yes.” Rowan breathed.

“Good girl.” He praised taking her hand to lead her into the water.

Pulling her into the steamy water the man helped her float around, keeping her head above the water as the heat soothed her used muscles. He circled her in the water moving her across the spring, placing her knees on a ledge in the water. He spread her thighs grinding his thick hard cock against her ass teasing. When she began to beg he moved it to the entrance of her pussy thrusting firmly.

Rowan gave a soft cry as he entered her, closing her eyes she leaned her head back against his chest as he fucked her. He cock stretched her core to its limits making her feel so full. She dropped her hands to the stones trying to grip at them as she came that first time with a single plea of, please escaping her lips as he filled her with his hot seed.

“Such a good girl.” He crooned stroking her back as she panted.

While Rowan continued to breath heavily, he moved. Pulling out of her core he took them both to a seat across the spring again. As he settled onto it, he moved her to straddle his lap stroking and kneading at her thighs and hips. When she slid her hands up his arms, over his shoulders and around his neck he lifted her torso so he could suckle one of her nipples into his mouth, with her fingers gripping his neck tighter and tighter he switched to the other nipple as his cock began to grow hard once again. When she cried out as his teeth bit down, he gripped her hips thrusting up to impale her on his shaft, and she screamed in ecstasy. He leaned his head back onto the stones to watch her through hooded eyes as she began to ride him.

“That’s it little one. Take what you want.” He breathed.

She was a beauty to be sure. Her pale skin was glowing in the moon light as tendrils of her hair swirled around her face. Her tits were bouncing against the water with every thrust of her hips, and she moved her hands into his hair to grip it tight bring his lips to hers, and she clamed them in a greedy kiss she came squeezing his cock painfully tight. He groaned into her mouth gripping her ass tight to hold her against him as he came again, filling her with more of his seed.

Pulling apart he let her settle in but didn’t let her go to far as they relaxed in the swirling warm water. After a while he stood helping her from the water.

“It’s time for you to go little one.” He lifted her into his arms as he kissed her forehead.

Rowan woke in her bed naked. What was that? It was just a dream, wasn’t it? She stretched her arms above her head feeling the pull of thoroughly used muscles. But she had gone to bed that night with clothes on, hadn’t she? Climbing from bed she walked to the bathroom stopping when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Yes, she was naked with bite marks in her neck and breasts, and her hair was still in curls piled atop her head with stars and flowers threaded through out it.

Two months later

Rowan stared down at the stick in her hand as the doctor droned on in the background of her head. He was confirming what the stick in her hand had told her three days ago. She had come back from that fantasy world pregnant. How was she going to explain this one?