mary muse

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2025. Onward we ride. 🏇♈️🔥 hold on to hope!

We talk about New Years & keeping hope alive in this week's podcast episode! Listen in on any of your face podcast platforms. ❤️

An excerpt from my latest short story ❤️💔🗡

This one is a little more angsty than most of my erot¡ca- but in times such as these, it only feels right to write about navigating through difficult situations.

There is a lot in the world that we can't control- and that can be infuriating to accept. But we can do our best to express our frustration in healthy ways, with the people we love.

Sometimes giving in to our desires & expressing our difficult emotions through play in the bedroom can be a helpful way to take (or give up) control & get grounded in your body. That is what this story represents, for me.

Of course, I had to make it a little supernatural in honor spooky month. 🤭😈👻

The rest of this story will be released on my subscription sites tomorrow, Wednesday, October 9th. ❤️

I also recorded myself reading the story aloud for you- so you can read along or listen, whatever you like best 😌

xoxo

https://xoxomarymuse.com/links

"men don't cry"

"women belong in the house"

"__ are just better at xyz"

what if… we all just treated each other as humans instead of a part of our gender?

what if we stopped making over generalizations about genders and instead started to speak about everyone as a fully formed person with their own viewpoints and experiences?

Statistics do matter, and we have not yet achieved true equality. those facts remain. But in order to achieve equality we have to stop creating such a rift between ourselves.

If there's anything we can learn from queer people, it's to stop allowing the societal expectations of our gender at birth to color our entire life experience.

wanna do something outside of the "norm" for your gender? DO IT! be brave, & be yourself. allow yourself to explore outside of societies expectations.

Humans (& religious/governmental structures) decided several millennia ago that sex = immoral & make us impure & sinful unless it is enacted within a set of specific conditions. There are many reasons for this shift, most of them having to do with controlling society.

What if sex brings you closer to source? What if sex is one of the most natural things you can do? What if nature isn't impure- instead, it's a pure example of natural order & creation? It's important to me (~mary) to deconstruct these religious contexts of sex & creation.

when I talk about "creation" in a spiritual context- I want everyone to understand:

I am not talking exclusively about conception. I don't believe sex is only sacred when it's intention is to create life- I believe sex can be a sacred practice with many different intentions. ❤️‍🔥

the term "sacred" is full of connotations. I encourage you to detangle your beliefs around "sacredness" from purity, modesty, celibacy, etc. Those things are sacred for some people, but not all of us.

something sacred is anything that connects you to source. what helps you to disconnect from your one small existence & to connect in to our collective existence. to connect with pure energy, the vibrations of the universe.

for me, a good orgasm can be sacred experience.

how about you?

Sexuality is so intertwined with shame in our culture due to the influence of these religious structures. That's why I enjoy my ability to practice a spirituality that allows me to reclaim sex as a sacred rite of pleasure & creativity.

For context; I create a mixture of softcore & hardcore porn.

I find it interesting when some subscribers praise me for the softer content, saying "it's not vulgar like xyz."

Do we realize that this kind of comment is (likely) rooted in shame?

Is a creator less "respectable" because they show you their pussy? Is there a line we cross when we include penetration in our videos that just suddenly makes us "vulgar?" Or are these just the purity standards that we've been taught to uphold? What does purity actually PROVIDE?

Purity is like a shield- it protects us from shame & the judgmental eyes of others. They tell us it keeps us "safe" from the "wrong kind of attention," & yet, women are assaulted in their sweatpants. Purity is a scare tactic to keep us away from our sexual power & sovereignty.

"I love that you're not vulgar" feels like a "you're not like the other girls." Which is not the compliment you think it is! I will always be on the side of "other girls." Your comment shows me that you lose respect for women as soon as they are too "slutty" for your tastes.

If you're subscribing to an adult model, chances are- you're gonna see some adult content. Some of it will be explicit- & maybe that makes you uncomfortable. It's your job to recognize that in yourself- & your responsibility to figure out what to do with your own inner shame.

I've been on a very intentional journey for the last 5 years to release the shame I have around sexuality. I felt so much intense shame about my body that I would wear multiple sports bras to work & wanted nothing more than to get a breast reduction to be freed from judgement.

Now, I use the body I've been given in order to support myself & my family. I still have the shame, I experience it daily- but now I know that it isn't something that comes from within me. It is a result of years of conditioning that I now get to slowly undo for myself.

"The After Party"

Halloween has never really been your thing.

It’s not that you don’t like it- you prefer it over most holidays, actually. You just didn’t grow up celebrating it much. Even now as an adult, you can’t say you have many good Halloween stories to tell. You usually end up at home watching a scary movie to pass the time.

"Sweet Dreams" by Mary Muse

She visits me in my dreams... Or at least, I think that they’re dreams?

They feel so real. I can still feel the burn of her red hot skin under my fingers, those wet glistening lips and deep piercing eyes…

I’m not sure what she wants from me. Except…She can’t keep her hands off of me. She is relentless- teasing and touching, moaning and sucking… her lips leave a trail of lust all along my body every night.

I let her have her way with me each night, bursting my seed in every orifice imaginable- and her hunger for more never ceases.I have to admit- she’s quite the needy little succubus. But I can’t imagine my sleeping hours without her, now. 

I named her Mary. My malevolent little muse. 

You see, I am a writer. And my dear visitor Mary has been the inspiration for my stories for many a year now. I call upon her in my dreams to inspire my writings- and she never disappoints. She is my own little Aphrodite, wet, wanting & waiting for me every night.

You may find yourself wanting for a muse of your own - but it is important, dear reader- to not lose sight of the ground as you travel through this kind of fantasy.

A muse is just a muse- not a lover, nor a friend- but an inspirer of deep fantasy, a priestess of creativity & reflector of your darkest desires.

But I digress. I know, dear reader- that you have come here for more than my ramblings.

Let me tell you about last night.

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Before I catch sight of her, I feel her. (subscribe for the full story & picset!)

If you like this story, you can read part 2 on my OnlyFans 😊❤️ https://xoxomarymuse.com/links xoxo, Mary ~~~~~~

Beeeep.

The doors of your apartment complex chime as you absentmindedly hold your keys against the sensor. Hurrying through the threshold, your pace steadies as you make your way towards the stairs.

Same old, same old. Another week gone by, another week closer to your scheduled vacation- really, a long weekend, at best- but nonetheless! You sigh and assure yourself the next week will fly by before you know it. You hope that this is true… you desperately need to let off some steam.

As you reach the second floor landing, you hear a loud thump from above. Hesitating, you pause and hear a feminine voice say,

“God dammit…”

Your eyebrow raises as you hurry forward to assess the situation. When you turn around the corner, you see your next door neighbor Mary struggling up the stairs. You watch her attempt to carry a floor length lamp as she balances two arms full of groceries. Adorned in a flowy pink dress and little white heels, you can’t help but stare for a moment at her, smitten. She looks up and notices you.

“Ahh haha, heyy…” she says weakly, obviously embarrassed to be seen in such a state.

You give an apologetic look, feeling bad for catching her like this- and you quickly step close to offer, “Can I help you with that?” wrapping your hand around the metal lamp.

“Oh gosh, yeah- sure! Thank you,” she stammers, blushing as you take the lamp and a few bags from her. “I thought it would work, I’m just too short to keep the damn lamp from hitting the steps!” she tries to explain, laughing nervously, shifting the groceries in her grasp as she begins to walk up the stairs. You recall that the two of you live on the same floor.

“Well, you put in a good effort. Got to the second floor at least!” you comfort her, feeling empathy towards her embarrassment.

“Not sure how I thought I’d get to the fourth on my own!” she jokes. You watch as her hips sway back and forth on the steps, her short dress swishing with every stride.

The two of you have exchanged pleasantries before. A few times, at least. She moved in a couple months ago, but you seldom cross paths… even though she lives in the apartment directly across from you.

You mentally note that this is the longest you’ve ever been around her… as you look up the stairs to watch your step, you see a flash of her ass cheeks & lacy panties underneath her pink dress.

You tighten your lips as you feel a surge of energy go straight from your throat to your groin. Keep it together… you think to yourself.

All thoughts of your need for a vacation melt away as you quietly enjoy the view ahead while Mary continues to the fourth floor. You find it a bit amusing how immediately your body has reacted to the sight before you- reminding you that it’s been way too long since you’ve gotten any action.

You’re in your “single phase.” At least- that’s what your friends have been calling it. You’ve just been busy. Preoccupied with work, making goals towards the future, enjoying your time alone in your apartment, after living with your ex for the last 2 years… But something in your gut tells you you’ve neglected a certain part of your life for a little too long…

As Mary turns the corner you take a moment to tuck your budding erection under the waistband of your pants, in an attempt to hide your arousal.

“Thank you so much for helping, I’m so sorry to make you do this,” Mary calls from above. You hear her keys jingling as she fetches them from her purse.

Taking a deep breath to center yourself, you round the corner & make the trip up the final set of stairs, slipping through the hallway door with the lamp as Mary holds it open for you. “It’s no problem,” you smile reassuringly at her.

“I’ll grab those and show you where the lamp will go, just one second!” Mary unlocks her apartment and slips inside with her bags, dropping them on the table & ushering you in. The door closes behind you and she takes the last few bags from your hands.

“Right through here!” she says, leading you down her hallway into her bedroom. She points to a corner where a moon shaped shelf sits on the wall and you place the lamp down carefully.

“This good?” you ask, looking back at her.

You do a quick scan of the room, noticing her bed neatly made in the corner- and your eyes catch a glimpse of a neon pink wand at her bedside. Before you can spend much time thinking about it, Mary chimes in with,

“Yep! That’s perfect, thank you,” while nervously playing with her hair.

“You don’t have to thank me so much,” you laugh as she ushers you back to the living room, “Carrying a lamp for the girl next door isn’t such a big deal.”

Dimples form on her rosy cheeks as she smiles, laughing, “I know, I’m just so embarrassed- we’ve hardly even talked before and I’ve got you doing favors for me…” she recalls your name, and you nod.

“You remembered.” you find yourself smiling,”I wouldn’t blame you if you hadn’t- I think the last time I saw you was a few weeks back. Glad to see you around.” you check your phone, “I should get going, my dog is probably begging at the door for dinner by now,” you move towards the door and she follows.

“Absolutely. Thank you again, I’d still be down on the 3rd floor by now without your help,” Mary jokes as she lets you back out into the hallway.

“Well if you ever need any help with anything like that, you let me know.” you offer, looking down at her as you stand in the threshold, grabbing your keys from your pocket.

She smiles and blushes a bit, “Aw, thanks. That’s sweet of you.” she pauses for a moment, “Should I just knock on your door… or?” she trails off.

“Here- here’s my number.” you hand her a business card from your wallet and point to your cell number. She grins and you feel your heartstrings pull for the first time in a while…

“Great! It’s nice to have kind neighbors.” she remarks.

“Likewise,” you grin, before turning around. You can hear your dog scratching at your door, reminding you of your regular day-to-day life.

“I’ll text you!” Mary says before you hear the click of her lock. You linger for a moment in the door frame as your dog greets you, wondering if this is the beginning of something real.

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Later that night, you sit down heavily on your couch in the living room. The dog is taken care of, dinner eaten, trash taken out and the rest of the evening is yours to enjoy... Thank god it’s Friday.

Your phone buzzes on the couch next to you. You pick it up, seeing a text preview from a new number.

“Hey, it’s Mary from across the hall. Thanks again 😌”

A smile stretches across your face. You can’t help but be amused at the turn of events tonight. Who would have thought you would bump into your new neighbor- a cute, seemingly single neighbor, no less. Definitely makes your night a bit more interesting- and you’ll welcome the shift from the monotony you’ve been living.

“Hey Mary. My pleasure. It was nice to see you earlier. 🙂 Hope you’re enjoying your Friday night.”

You hit send and the message goes through. Straight away, the little “💬” pops up for a moment… then disappears.

You laugh to yourself, picturing Mary on her bed, texting you back. The way she reacted to you in her apartment earlier makes you feel a little bad. It’s obvious that she was nervous to have some random guy in her place. You don’t blame her- you’re kind of glad it was you that stumbled upon her and not some creep that would have done something weird… you get lost in your train of thought.

Bzzzt. Bzzzt.

Your phone vibrates in your lap and you pick it up quickly. She sent you a picture.

“Enjoying my new lamp! 😙” the picture shows her smiling, sitting on an armchair underneath the light of the new lamp, still wearing that pink dress from earlier.

You study the picture, zooming in to appreciate it fully. You admire her curves, the soft flow of the light fabric hugging to her hips just right... Her dress’s neckline highlighting more than enough cleavage to get your dick hard again. You drape your hand over your groin, grasping it for a moment before you begin to craft your response.

Let’s see where this goes…

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Mary hugs her knees into her chest, waiting patiently for your response. Was that too much? she wonders, quickly beginning to doubt her decision…I’m sure it’s fine…

She sighs and laughs quietly to herself, finding her embarrassment amusing.

This guy does nothing but get me blushing…and he doesn’t even have to do anything!! What is going on with me??

Gazing off into the room for a moment, Mary thinks about your encounter earlier. She hasn’t noticed you much before- having been nervous about moving into a new place, she honestly didn’t spend much time getting to know any of the neighbors. It felt good to know that you were nice, at least. Not to mention easy on the eyes… and charming…

As Mary’s thoughts drift, her eyes lazily focus on a flash of pink by her bedside- and her stomach immediately drops. Is… that… it was.

OH my god, he saw my vibrator!! He saw my fucking vibrator 🥲🥲😳

Tossing her phone down on the chair, Mary hurries to her beside, grabbing the vibrator & shoving it inside the drawer.

Rolling on to her bed, laying her hands over her eyes, Mary sighs in frustration, “As IF I wasn’t already a big ball of nerves… god dammit.” she grumbles to herself.

The chime of her phone goes off across the room, and Mary looks up quickly, eyes wide. She rushes over to her phone to read your response.

“Love it. Looks great! And so do you 😉”

Mary feels the bl00d rush up to her cheeks immediately. Her heart races a bit faster, thinking of where she wants this conversation to go... She pictures you, wondering what you doing now in your apartment across the hall…

~~~

You see the “💬” appear and disappear again. But Mary responds more quickly this time, with another photo.

“Thank you 😇 I love this dress~”

This time, Mary stands in the frame of her mirror, leaning over slightly, the hem of her bra poking through the top of her dress… you zoom in closer, seeing the outline of her areola peeking out from behind the fabric of her bra. You begin to imagine how her nipples look under that bra, pink & plush…

Mary sends you another text.

“Up to anything fun tonight? 🤭”

You bite your lip and take in a deep breath. You can feel your cock pulsing in your pants, and you laugh at your horniness.

“It’s been too long, hasn’t it…” you wonder outloud to yourself, weighing your options internally.

Mary is cute as hell. And I mean… you saw the toy on her bedside table. That girl has got to be a freak in the sheets. Or at the very least, adept at cumming.

The image of Mary naked on her bed with that little pink toy quickly flashes across your mind- and you shake your head. Glancing at your phone next to you, you stop to think. Do I have any condoms?

Grabbing your wallet- you check, and to your surprise- you have a few. You grab your phone.

“It’s a great dress. From every angle. 😛 And I’m just relaxing. No plans tonight. ”

Your eyes are glued to the screen as the “💬” appears.

~~~

Mary rummages in her bedside drawer as your text comes through. She pulls out a string of condoms and sighs in relief. She grabs her phone and responds to you, blush creeping up her cheeks as she realizes her suspicions were correct.

“I thought I saw you looking on the stairs… 🙈👀 so much for having a nice neighbor🙃”

Mary hopes you can take her joke lightly- it makes her kind of excited to think about you sneaking a look up her dress while following behind you… the excitement quickly makes her feel warm between her legs.

“Hey, I am nice. Just can’t help but admire a great ass when I’m in the presence of one. 🤷‍♂️”

Mary smiles, “You are nice. I’m only teasing. 🙈”

You respond quickly. “You seem to be good at that.”

“What?”

“Teasing.”

“Oh, hehe. Well… if you’re not busy… I think you’d like this view even better in person. 💋”

Mary hits send, and gets onto the bed quickly. Leaning over on all fours, ass in the air, she sets her phone on the bedside table to take a photo…

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As you open her text & see the photo, your jaw drops. You see those lacy panties stretched over her mound between the curve of her thighs and can’t help but notice a wet spot forming in the center… you immediately get up to gather yourself. You text her back as your toothbrush hangs from your mouth,

"A Knight's Fill"

A kaleidoscope of colors reflect on the marble floor as the rising sun shines through the cathedral windows. You look up, shielding your eyes from the light, while taking in the sight before you.

After months of traveling, you have arrived at your destination. Over three moons, you made your way to this grand cathedral, with the promise of a great quest.

You walk further into the grand hall. Servants whisper excitedly around the aisles at you & your men.

"They've arrived!"

"Finally here..."

"Wonder if he'll be up to the job..."

You scoff, letting their words roll off your back. You haven't traveled this far just to be deterred by a bit of hearsay. Across the hall, the minister looks up from his holy book, glancing down the long aisle to see you approaching. He hurriedly shuts the book & rouses the monks around him, who hurry off.

"Sir Knight!" he greets you, walking to meet your party.

"We arrived as quickly as our horses would allow," you say loudly, glancing towards a group of whispering servants, who quickly scatter, embarrassed.

"And we are grateful for your haste." the minister reassures. "Come, come, let me show you to your accommodations."

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"And this room is yours. Please make yourself comfortable- you will find many comforts within, we know you must be weary from your travels. This evening, we may discuss the nature of your quest." the minister shuts the door behind him, leaving you to rest.

The long journey starts to feel worthwhile. You can't help but be impressed at this Temple... this room is easily double the size of your quarters in the castle. The afternoon sun shines through a large window, showing a lovely view of the mountain your party just climbed.

You sigh, relaxing enough to suddenly feel the weight of your armor on your shoulders. You begin to unclasp the heavy metal from your chest... ready to use the hot bath that sits in the corner.

You hear someone lightly clear their throat from the other side of the room.

Turning your head swiftly, your hand instinctively grips the hilt of your sword, "Who goes there?" you demand.

A maiden lays in the far corner of the room. She raises her eyebrow at you, clearly amused at your reaction.

"I am Mary, Sir Knight- I was sent to ensure your comfort here in our Temple," her voice flows between her lips like velvet." It's been months since you laid eyes on a woman.

You feel a lump form in your throat as you are caught off guard for a moment. Removing your hand from your sword, you hold your hands in the air, "Forgive me, lady. Old habits."

She smiles and leans back, "I'm sure you're in dire need of a bath in our healing waters..." she plays with the ties of her dress as she continues, "The maidens of the Temple gather the waters from Mount Alba... it's very good for you." she gazes at you sweetly for a moment, "May I help you with your armor?"

A bit dumbfounded, you take a moment to answer, "Well, I-" before you can finish, she makes her way towards you. You feel her nimble fingers unclasp the buckles around your shoulders, down your sides, your thighs... she stands so closely to you, you can't help but glace down at her ample bosom as she does her work. "Thank you," you say as you lift the armor from yourself, placing it on the table beside you.

She takes your hand in hers, leading you to the bath. Her big green eyes look up to meet yours, "It is customary here for the maidens of the Temple to cleanse our visitors. It would be my pleasure to assist you, Sir Knight."

"Lucien," you smile at her, "You can call me Lucien."

A sweet little smile adorns her lips as she corrects herself, "Sir Lucien."

Her little fingers pull up on the hem of your shirt- and in a matter of moments, you stand before her, naked.

The crisp air hits your skin and you feel quite vulnerable for a moment... until a soft, warm scent hits your senses...

"This water is magic, Sir Lucien..." Mary takes her hand to the warm bath, letting her fingers dance across the surface. "I enchanted it myself." she looks back to you, "Please, I insist."

Climbing into the tub, you relax into the herbal waters. Immediately, you feel your body melt- all the tension from your muscles disappearing into the warm depths. The soft scent of the water lulls you into a stupor.

You feel the maiden's hands slide across your body, starting at your shoulders, moving to your neck, arms, and back. She anoints you with silky bath oils, gently scrubbing away the stain of your travels from your skin. You take a deep breath, reveling in the moment.

Her hands slide to your front- moving over your chest, down your abdomen. Her breasts press gently against the back of your head while she continues her work. You feel yourself tense a bit as she moves even lower...

"May I?" she asks softly in your ear, playing lightly with the curls at your groin. You nod your approval and she begins her work.

Her touch is gentle, and yet firm. She quickens her pace, stroking & sliding both hands across your nethers with an expertise that tells you she has a lot of experience with this...

A moan escapes your lips as she quickly brings you to orgasm.You find yourself taken aback, not expecting to reach your peak so quickly. She coos in your ear, "Not to worry, dear Lucien~ These waters are blessed with virility."

No sooner than the words leave her lips- you feel your arousal building again.

You turn to face her, your lips mere inches from hers. Bringing your hand to her chin, you press your lips against hers- suddenly overcome with a lusty fire deep in your belly.

Lifting yourself from the bath, you aim your groin at her mouth, and she happily obliges- wraping her lips around you, sucking and licking generously at your newly engorged manhood. You place a hand gently on the back of her head as she works diligently- closing your eyes to take in the sweet sensation of her wet mouth around your cock. Soon enough, you find yourself quickly brought to orgasm- spilling your seed deep down her throat as she looks up at you desperately, tears budding at the corner of her eyes.

Gasping for air as you release her, Mary licks her lips and smiles up at you, "You're an eager one, aye?" she coos. She grabs the towel at the chair beside her, standing up to wrap it around you, pressing her chest against yours. Taking your hand, she leads you back to the bed in the corner.

Still dripping wet from the warm herbal bath- you make your way across the room to the bed with Mary. She takes the towel from around your waist and begins to dry you off- every now and then looking up at you, making sure to linger in certain areas. You see her smirk a bit as your groin pulses yet again- aching for another round while she runs her hands across your body...

"What did you put in that water?" you ask, astonished at your body's reaction. Three times in a matter of minutes... it's astonishing.

Mary looks up at you before draping the towel across the back of a chair by the bedside, "Worry not~" she assures you, "Nothing harmful," she leans on her tip toes to plant a kiss on your lips.

You close your eyes, allowing the moment to last as long as possible. Something about this woman is magnetic- you feel like you couldn't possibly say no to her, even if you wanted to. ... And you don't want to.

Her lips break from yours. You feel her fingers trail down your chest before she floats away- and upon opening your eyes you see her laid upon the bed, like you first found her.

"The effects will wear off, in an hour or so..." she smiles up at you, before slowly pulling her dress up to reveal her legs. The distance between you feels unbearable. You quickly move to meet her on the bed, climbing on top of her gently. She wraps her arms lazily around your neck before your lips meet together- your breath mingling in a haze of lusty wanting. Her scent is like nothing you've ever experienced- yet another magical aspect of this mysterious maiden.

You feel the heat of her groin against yours as her legs wrap around you. She moans into the kiss as you grind against her- you feel her hips rise up to meet yours, aching for more friction. You happily oblige- and the two of you roll against one another, planting desperate kisses across each other's skin, caressing and grasping at one another as the tension builds between you.

The only thing you can think about is burying yourself deep inside of her... you whisper the thought into her ear as you thrust hard against her. She moans at your words & grasps at your buttocks, pulling you closer... you pull her dress up around her waist, feasting your eyes on the sight before you.

Her lips are pink and plump- the same color of her rosy cheeks as she gazes up at you. You take two fingers & slide between her folds- feeling just how wonderfully wet she has become. She bites her lip as you slide one finger gently inside her warm slit. Your other hand reaches up to fondle one of her breasts, pinching at her nipple gently. The sweetest sounds of pleasure fill the room as you slowly warm her up, first with one finger, then two. She rocks her hips against you and wraps her hands in your hair as you lean down to suckle at her tits.

"Aren't I lucky?" she pants between her moans, "Not many knights... ahh~" you rub your thumb against her clit, feeling how aroused and swollen it has become- she attempts to continue, "Not many of the men I've... ohhh~ treated..." the two of you share a glance & you raise an eyebrow coyly, "Not many have been so generous as you~" she finishes, letting her head fall back as you continue your work.

"I've learned in my time..." you plant little kisses up her chest, neck, cheeks, and pause just above her lips, "that pleasure is meant to be shared, not taken," she smiles and closes the distance between your lips.

After a few more heated minutes, you feel her inner walls tighten around your fingers- and she grasps on to you, sinking into a powerful orgasm. Your cock throbs, driping precum from it's tip. Seeing her in such ecstasy makes you feel wild.

She lays for a moment, catching her breath- before grasping desperately at your manhood, "Mmmm, sweet Lucien..." she begins stroking your hard shaft, she whispers into your ear, "I can't wait to feel your hot seed inside of me~"

You let out a deep groan, unable to wait any longer. Taking hold of her hips, you swiftly slip inside of her- her walls quickly adjusting to accommodate your girth. She moans out loudly, wrapping her arms around you as you begin pumping in and out.

You continue in many positions for what feels like hours- both of you desperate for the other's touch. Going quickly, slowly, hard and soft- the two of you ride the waves of pleasure to the very brink of your capacity.

Mary's hands frame your face gently and she kisses you sweetly, "Will you cum for me, Sir Knight?" she asks, looking you in the eyes with desperation.

You lean forward into her kiss before sitting up- still inside her. "Only if you'll join me," pulling her closer to you, you place one hand on her hip, the other to her clit.

You slam into her while rubbing her clit vigorously- her cries fill the room as she grasps at the bed sheets, "ohh~" she looks up at you and you down at her, her breasts bouncing beautifully with the rhythm of your thrusts, "Lucien!" she exclaims, her climax creeping in steadily. She reaches one hand out to you and you grab hers as you reach your own climax, spilling your seed inside of her. Your orgasm rocks through you in waves- and each time your cock twitches, you feel Mary's walls squeeze around you, milking you for all you're worth.

"Mmmm..." Mary moans once more as you lean down to kiss her again. She holds your face in her hands, gently caressing your cheek, "Come, let's rest~" she coos, bringing you close. You roll over to lay beside her, wrapping your arms around her.

You lay with her, still inside her warm walls. Feeling more relaxed than ever. The fire in your belly slowly calms into embers... the spell she cast upon you loosens it's grip. And yet- you continue to feel a pull towards her. You plant a kiss on her forehead, and feel her tuck herself closer into you.

"I'll have to make a habit of visiting this Temple more often," you remark, chuckling a bit. Mary looks up at you, smiling.

I've got my first guest episode this week with Dani from That Witch Podcast! ✨

This is just a small highlight from our conversation- we talk about allll kinds of ways you can use your birthchart to understand your sexuality.

Check out the full episode here!

The corners of her lips curl as she glances at the growing lump in your lap.

“I see we like the view~”

There are many shadows we must face within ourselves in order to grow into our highest potential. 🤍🖤 We all go through highs and lows, with all kinds of feelings in between. Feel it all, but don't linger longer than necessary. Both ends of the emotional spectrum serve their own purpose. It is up to us to flow between them with intention. ❤️ It is natural to have doubts throughout your spiritual journey. Give space for these moments. But do not let them deter you. 🙏 The night is always the darkest right before the light returns ✨️ xoxo, Mary