Pleasing the ArchAngel

As I lie quiet in the dark, longing to be touched, filled, elevated, I stare up at the blinking stars outside the big windows.

The many lusting stares, the insinuating words, the innocent touches here and there, arouse me, even more - their outspoken lusts.

I wish to please, and I give, letting them use me, my femininity, and draw their extatic pleasure from my lips, my mind and body.

They are so many all over the world, their desire for me almost endless, and they eagerly please themselves by taking me in all possible ways.

They call me baby, sweetheart, pet, sweety, whore, slut, fuck-daughter, cum bucket, cock sucker and make me feel desired, loved, beautiful and pleasing.

I kiss them, lick and taste them, open my mind, dreams and fantasies and body - for them to enjoy, use, exploit, and feel strengthened.

They bring me into their beds, sofas, cars, tables, bridges, stages and share me with buddies, spouses, friends and sports teams.

They shower me in their joy and sperm, shouting and growning in extacy and dominance and mastery of little me.

But inside me I feel joy, excitement, arousal at serving, giving my love and female graces to the many humans all around.

I quietly say my little humble prayer to the God that may be, to let me be his adoring servant, bringing hope and joy in others' darkness.

And as I lie there I feel something sweep through me, and a bright star above seems to descend on me and withdraws the thin blanket, leaving me naked.

A soothing caring and calming voice whispers in my ear how beautiful I am and seemingly golden, soft hands caress my hair, my cheek, my chin.

I see stars as I am sweetly kissed by the light, and angel like hands caress my arms, my hips, my naked breasts and stomach - my body responding b yearning.

I sigh and moan as I feel a warm wind blow into me and without thinking I open my legs wide to the world and raise my hips to the sky.

I suddenly feel it between my legs: a caressing, a licking, and kissing of my love nest and I am wet like never before and plead ... to be penetrated ... filled ... fucked ... inseminated.

And, I feel it enter me - a wonderous exciting feeling of elevation and I lose my willpower (although I did not want to resist in anyway) and give myself fully to the masculine power that now possesses me.

Like a dingy on the big ocean swell I am raised and lowered, twisted and turned, rocked back and forth and then shook to be bones by the thrusting force in my innermost.

Rythmically, whispering sweet things in my ear, the Angel carries me to the highest wave and I shout out my exctacy as I ride it and i feel my womb filled with a flooding light and warmth.

It seems to last an eternity, and I beg for more but the light slowly dims and I see the stars again and find myself naked and exhausted and satisfied and a complete woman.

I look up at the brightest blinking star, thanking God and the Angel for their gifts and entrusting me with my servitude for people's happiness and forgiveness for watever sins I may have or come to commit.

Quietly whispering into the dark listening night, as I hear and see people from all over reaching out to me to help satisfy their cravings: thank you Almighty ...
thank you ... Gabriel.