The Fortune Tellers Tent

As you walk through the bustelling pathways you eventually reach a big tent, tucked away in a corner. The giant sheets of cloth are dyed with rich purples and magentas ending in a fancy gold flag up at the very top. The sign above the entrance reads "Your fate awaits".

You chuckle to yourself at the silly line but also cant deny that having your fortunes red sounds like a fun thing to do. The entrance opens as you aproach, the courtains beeing drawn to the sides as if on their own. You gulp, suddenly feeling a little aprehension at the whole ordeal but you swallow that feeling down telling yourself "whats the worst that could happen". Slowly you step inside the mystical space, the air smells old and is heavy scent of incence. You look around until at the back of the tent two doors open, seemingly on their own beckoning you inside. Carefully you make your way forward but as you do so you notice that the inside of the tent appears to be much bigger than the outside. Before you can think too much about that however, you hear the doors behind you swing shut, making you jump at the sudden noise.

"Hmm welcome honored guest... why dont you take a seat"

The voice comes out of nowhere and from nowhere at all, piercing your mind as if spoken directly into your ear. As you wheel around you hit your foot on something and AS you look down you see a a small chair is now standing right in front of youe feet. Your head tries to wrap around what just happened going through all sorts of possible explanations but nothing seeming quite plausable enough. Eventually you just sit down on the chair, thinking it best to not upset who or whatever spoke to you.

The seat doesnt make any sound a you sit on the opulent burgundy colloured pillow. The seat is incredibly comfortable, to the point you almost forget where you are for a moment before you hear it again... That voice.

"Comfortable?" The voice asks.

"Uhh yea... I guess so" you manage to stutter out, cursing the way how uneaven and unsure it sounds. Then you feel it... Two cold hands, comming from behind wrap around your shoulders and neck. Finger nails rake over your skin making your skin break out in goosebumps and making your mind focus entirely on who is possibly behind you.

"Good then we can get started... So tell me, what is it you intent to offer me, to read your fortunes"

Your stomach drops as you realise you really dont have anything to offer up in exchange. The foreign fingers on your neck grow bolder tapping urgently against your colar bone.

"I uhh... Well..." You fumble over your words trying to think of something.

"You didnt bring anything did you"

The voice is much clearer now, sounding much more female than before.

"I guess you Just have to pay me some other way, dont you"

You are suddenly spun around the legs of the chair scraping against the floor with a creak. Two emerald green eyes look you over as you are now face to face, or well face to scarf with the mysterious stranger. You cant make out much of her, the bound scarf around her head and shoulders shrouds most of her upper body. Though as you look lower you can see glimpses of the woman's bronze coloured skin, espescially her tantalizingly slender midriff. Another thing you notice is the buldge in her cacci coloured pants wich makes you at least a little curious.

"My eyes are up here you know" the voice reverberates in your head.

"Ohhh Uhh sorry sorry"

As you look up her face is much closer now, her shining eyes staring into yours. A feeling of Intense vulnerablity ghosts through you, a feeling like in a dream you had as a child where you suddenly managed to find yourself naked in school. Its like all your layers and walls are stripped away and your mind is bare in her presence. Slowly the strange woman sits on your lap, hands still on your neck as she speaks again, her words forming in your mind.

"Hmm what an interesting person you are. And so very far from your home. I can see your fate and the futures yet to come into existence. I can tell them to you if you wish... But in return i want something from you."

You can feel her hands on you, exploring and raking over your neck and chest, before sliding down your arms with her beautyfull long, painted nails. The feeling makes a shiver run down your spine as your skin erupts in goosebumps.

"Or would you rather, go back outside, lost and alone" you can feel her say. You respond simply with a quick shake of your head. You really want answers, no you need answers. A chuckle resonates through your mind, tickeling your nerves as you can feel the womans glee at your answer.

Her hands are on the move again, gliding along your bycep and then down further and further along. As she gets to your wrists, her hands close tight around them, moving your hands to her chest. Your palms are pressed tightly to them firm yet soft skin beneath wich feels amazing in your grip. You are left on your own to explore the warm globes, her hands having left yours. With a quick twirl of her digits the enviroment changes, the chair disapearing as you both now seem to hover in the middle of a star strewn nebula, wrapped in ethereal sheets of cloth or silk. Both of your bodies press closer together and you can feel something that confirmes your earlyer suspitions. You look down and see the big tent, even in her extremely loose pants, jutting out and rubbing against your groin with need. Worse you like the feeling, your own medium sized prick stirring in its confines.

"Hmmm let me get rid of theese iratating garments"

You can feel the voice again, the words filling your mind with clouds and your body with lust, surely mirroring her own desire. With a snap of her fingers both of your clothes disapear in a puff of purple sparkling smoke leaving only her scarf in place cloacking her features still. She gives you just a little space, hovering just an arms length or two away from you to give a better view of her figure. Her Body is lithe and mature in just the right places as well as sporting a nice pair of perfect perky tits with dark nipples. Though all of that registers more like an afterthought since your eyes are emediatly drawn to the ample cock jutting out proudly from her lower half. Your mouth opens and closes in awe as you take in the her endowment of at least seven Inches, though it might be even bigger. As you risk a look at her face you can see that she has also taken the oportunity to look you over with an almost predatory gleam to her emerald eyes.

"Like what you see" you blurt out, out of parts uncertainty as well as odly looking for aproval from this woman or well whatever she is. Her eyes snap upwards to meet your gaze with a piercing look. Before you can say anything however she vanishes in a plume of the familiar purpleish smoke. Then you can feel them again, thoose long nails against your neck, the sensation making your head jerk forward a little in surprise.

Shhh, dont go skitish now, its just a little magic is all. And to answer your question...

You can feel her push forward and press her hard cock right in between your asscheeks, the tip pressing against your lower back and leaving a trail of sticky pre in its wake.

"I do like what i see"