Voodoo

Apparitions

**Middle of the night, fast asleep**

For what felt like weeks I was tormented by nocturnal visions of her, with each night more exhuating that the one before. Each night she would come to me in lust-filled dreams, outfitted in nothing but raw inhibitions, and fully
committed in her devotion to my thirst.

**Waking up in that same dream**

I'd find myself locking eyes with N'zanzi with no recollection of what was happening before that moment, too distracted by her presence to question anything. The walls looked strange yet vaguely familiar; somehow managing to put me at easy, even with the sparcely lit corners of that dark room.

No doors, no windows, yet I felt unconfined; the air was heavy and moist; I could taste the sex saturated in the room. We would not fail to disregard everything else and attack each other like animals, thrashing with and crashing into each other like apparitions in the dark. A familiar stare presided over the room, a noticeably large set of eyes were painted along one of the four walls; they were eye I'd seen somewhere before, but could only make sense of it weeks after.

** Frantic kissing and touching**

It was the clashing of otherworldly fiends, it was dominance and the desire to be dominated; I twisted N'zanzi, bent and folded her, grabbed and tossed her but she never broke. She would always present herself to receive, but somehow always at the ready to torment my resolve with her insatiable appetite.

I had my way with her night after night, but her eyes!  Those eyes persisted to peer inside my desires, certainty that she would have all of me to the very last drop.

We fucked! Round after round and night after night, raw and passionate; her small body under my spell, with my hand at her throat while the other groped and squeezed her breasts.

**N'zanzi laid across the bed, pinned in a missionary pose**

Her hand clutched her frustrated legs as her pussy hugged, pushed and pulled my dick gracefully to my rhythm. It was never long before she started dripping with that sweet nectar. Our eyes would lock in what felt like skydiving without a parachute, the thrill managed to remain to see which of us would fall over the edge. She gazed into my eyes with a look on her face that I've seen many times before in my life, she was hurting so good from the continued rearranging of her innards.

My dick felt harder than steel, my grip around her neck tightened as her pussy did the same around my dick. I craved the experience of every inch of her physique, so I tossed and turned her; on to her knees with her hands behind her back, and holding onto mine as I pulled her widened hips back into me.

**Slow and deep strokes**

She groaner deeply, bawling that "That's it! Right there baby".

And right there is where I repeatedly assaulted, battering at her walls, thumping with drenched desire as she continued glazing my dick with every thrust into her delicious pussy. She pulled herself off my dick only as far at the head, before I slammed her round ass back down onto me, sliding her pussy all the way down the entire length of my throbbing dick.

**Heavy breathing and moaning**

I could feel her body adjusting with each passing moment, she was finding every pocket and corner inside her that she could in order to fit me and wherever my lust desires. Her hair swam in between the sheets to her every move. I grabbed as many locks as I could hold and coiled them around my fist.

**Yanking her head back firmly**

Firmly in control, she would feel the strength of my sexual intoxication as I required her to. Her arms contorted to the feeling, I was hitting her spot even more potently now as her legs began to buckle.