By the Light of the Moon: Brianna Olson vs. Selena, the Night Queen
Prologue:
Brianna Olson breathed in the cool night air and calmed her nerves. The beautiful blonde woman looked up at the purpling sky. The full moon was hanging just over the horizon, just starting its transit across the stars. At 8 PM, it would be in position and Brianna would begin her long walk down into the bowels of the ancient temple before her and start the mission for which she had spent the past year in preparation.
“How are you feeling?” A redheaded woman came out from the large, pavilion tent behind Brianna. The woman was carrying a cup of hot tea that she offered to Brianna. “Here, this will help with nerves.”
“Thanks, Lana,” Brianna replied, gratefully accepting the tea. She shivered slightly as the hot liquid flowed through her body, warming her against the chill of the desert night. Brianna was wearing only a gossamer thin robe that covered her body to her upper thighs. On her feet were jeweled sandals.
The women stood in silence and watched the night sky together. The redheaded woman, Lana, had her long hair tied up in a tight bun. She was dressed in a white blouse, tan, skin-tight pants, and sharp leather boots. The blouse emphasized her spectacular chest. The first few buttons of her top were undone, displaying deep cleavage. She was braless and her big breasts shifted easily under the white blouse, their nipples creasing the crisp material.
Out of the corner of her eye, Lana watched Brianna. She still felt some residual resentment towards the blonde woman, some jealousy over Brianna’s role in this ritual. But she had grown to like and respect her nemesis over the past few days they had spent together, out here in the desert, getting ready for this night. Brianna was beautiful, her body every bit as spectacular as Lana’s luscious form. Lana found that fact irritating, but also alluring. Her naturally competitive nature had been sparked the moment she first met Brianna, more than a year before. But she had come to respect the blonde woman’s intelligence and discipline. She already had a healthy lust for Brianna’s body. Now she found herself wanting to bed the blonde out of an added desire for her mind. But that would have to wait until they were finished their mission.
“Do you want to do a bit more preparation before you go?” Lana asked. “There are still about two hours before you begin the descent.”
“Yes,” Brianna sighed. “I guess every little bit helps. Who knows how much difference just a little bit more could make?” She smiled at Lana. “Thanks for this. I really appreciate all you’ve done and your willingness to give so much of yourself.”
“It’s my duty and responsibility,” Lana said quietly. Her resentment flared for a moment, then faded. She smiled, a genuinely friendly grin. “It’s my honor, too.”
The two women walked into the tent. The structure was large, about 6 meters by 6 meters. Two cots were on opposite sides of the back wall. In the middle of the wall was a fold-out table that served as a portable desk, on which there were computers, a satellite radio, and a stack of occult books and charts. A dining table and a cooking area sat off to one side. In the center of the tent was a meditation area made of carpets and comfortable pillows. The tent was warmly illuminated by three LED lanterns suspended at different points along the central support beam. Just inside the door was a storage locker containing weapons and other equipment that might come in handy.
Brianna and Lana had been in the desert for the past five nights. They had been driven out to the temple by a large entourage that set up the tent and other amenities for the women then left that same day. For the past four days, the two women had been engaged in the preparation for the ritual that would start tonight. They had put up wards and protective mystical barriers around the temple, ensuring that there was only one way out, and it led right to the tent. Most of their time was spent preparing themselves physically, spiritually and sexually for the ordeal to come.
Their tent was located right at the main entrance of the massive stone and obsidian structure that had suddenly appeared here in the deep desert about two months before. The structure was massive and exuded a sense of age. Its outer walls were only about 2 meters above the sand, but from the air it became clear that the walls formed the outer perimeter of a reverse pyramid that went deep, deep into the earth. The roof of the structure was covered in ornate symbols and carvings and a series of shallow mazes cut into the smooth stone. Many of the symbols and carvings, however, had openings that were actually portals allowing light into the depths of the interior. The main entrance, where the tent was set up, was a two-meter high rectangle that led immediately to a corridor that descended into the temple in an unbroken decline. From what scholars had been able to understand, the corridor went several kilometers down, much further than the visible temple. This fact led to the realization that the part of the temple that had manifested in the desert was only one small section of a much larger structure that existed, in its entirety, on another plane of existence.
Brianna put her cup of tea on the dining table, slipped off her sandals, then padded to the center of the tent. She pulled the gossamer robe off of her shoulders, and stood completely nude in the meditation space. Lana admired the blonde’s physical perfection, letting her eyes wander hungrily over the woman’s curving hips, narrow waist, well-defined abdomen, and thick, heavy tits. Brianna’s pussy was clean-shaven and her powerful legs and muscular hips were supported by an incredible, round, taut ass. Brianna sat in a lotus position on the carpet, her palms upturned on her knees, and closed her eyes.
Lana pulled off her boots, then reached up and undid her bun. She tossed her head, freeing her long, red locks. She reached up and undid the few remaining buttons on her blouse, then pulled it off. Her incredible breasts surged free, their thick brown nipples sharp. She shivered a bit as her sensitive nipples were exposed to the air. She undid the clasp of her pants and shimmied the tight garment down her broad hips and her powerful thighs. She assumed a position on the mat directly across from Brianna and mirrored the blonde’s pose. The women were completely nude except for the matching necklaces they both wore. The golden necklaces sported two gently glowing green gems that nestled in the hollow of the women’s throats.
The two naked women were equally beautiful and voluptuous. As much as Lana admired Brianna’s powerful, voluptuous body, she knew that her body was the blonde’s equal in every visible way. It was one of the reasons she was so angry that she had lost their contest more than a year ago, the contest that had determined which of them would take on the duty of confronting the powerful force now resting under the temple, the force that would rise this night and every night of the full moon for the next three nights.
After a few minutes of meditation, Brianna opened her eyes. Lana opened her eyes too. Eyes locked, the women reached out and intertwined their fingers, pressing their hands palm to palm. They squeezed hard. Closing their eyes again, they concentrated. The gems at their throats glowed brighter and Brianna felt a surge of power flowing into her body through her hands. It trickled up her arms, seemed to pool in her massive breasts, then rushed down through her belly and into her pussy, centering itself in her burning, throbbing clit. Brianna cried out. Her pussy lubricated hard and began to leak. She concentrated, pulling her mind back from her aroused body. In her mind, she gathered the power she was receiving from Lana and slowly filtered it into the rest of her body, filling her muscles with heat, filling her nerves with electricity.
For almost 30 minutes, the women remained locked in this position, Lana feeding enormous sexual energy into Brianna, Brianna taking and storing all she could. Both women’s lush bodies were soon dripping with sweat, perspiration falling off the tips of their engorged nipples. They were breathing hard. Finally, Brianna had all she could handle.
“Enough!” she cried out, pulling her hands away from Lana. The connection broke. Lana fell forward, almost landing her head in Brianna’s lap. The redhead rolled on her side, panting, and stretched her wet body on the mat. Brianna stretched out beside her.
“Thank you,” Brianna said sincerely. Her body felt super-charged, like electricity was running through every cell. Lana had given of herself very generously.
“You’re welcome,” Lana panted. “When this is over, you can show me how grateful you are.”
The nude women lay side by side, their voluptuous bodies glistening in the light, and waited for the hour to come when the ritual would begin.
End of Prologue






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