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THE ENCHANTRESS - PART 3
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       BY THE MARQUIS DE BOOTS

  NOTE: This is the third part and it is recommended to first read
  the first part as well as the second part since this will put you 
  in the picture of the story.


There was a knock at the door. White opened it to find Candice standing
in the doorway, dressed in her usual riding gear. He invited her in, 
also dressed in his riding gear.
"So how do you feel?" he asked her.
"Ok." she replied.
"No, I mean how does the gear make you feel?"
"Oh. Well, horny."
"Good." He said smiling. "Here's what I want you to do. Go to the
bathroom and take off all your clothes, and put your boots and gloves
back on. Then come outback so that you can ride naked."
"Naked?"
"Yeah, naked."

Candice got up and went to the bathroom. White went outside and saddled 
a horse with and english type saddle. It was made of softer leather and
was more comfortable for what he had in mind. A while later Candice came
out completely naked, except for her boots and gloves.
"I'm ready." was all she said.
White turned and was dumbfounded by her beautiful body. He just stared at
her.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Come here." 

She went over to him and he gave her a leg up into the saddle. Then he
adjusted the stirrups so that she sat deep into the saddle.
"Now ride." he muttered, and stood back to watch.
Within a few minutes Candice had got the pace and was on her way to 
orgasm. They waves of passion welled in her, starting from her pubis and
spreading outward. The tension grew until she could take no more and
she climaxed, moaning low and soft.

Minutes afterwards, they began to rage with sexual passion, like red hot
lovers. His manhood racing in and out of her abyss. And then suddenly
it was all brought to a shuddering end. He gently embraced her lips,
kissing her ever so slightly, as he began to feel her climax, the 
feeling of her pussy contracting.

Then he heard a noise. Someone was coming nearer. The footsteps were
getting louder and louder. Then the door burst open. It was her mother.
Quickly they withdrew and jumped apart, but it was too late. 
"You Bastard!" said her mother.
Yet he as well as Candice could say nothing.
"Come Candice, it isn't your fault. We are leaving Now!"
And with that, the love of his life was out of his life.

The END.

Comments, suggestions, flames, etc - all welcome.
Marquis De Boots - mastertcm@hotmail.com