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It was very late, and I was therefore very happy that I reached the hostel before dark. The inn was in the middle of Forest, On a path away from the main street, a path that was shorter, but hardly because of the mysterious, dark myths that were around him used became. The landlord, a big old man, didn’t seem to make out that his hostel was only visited little. He was rough, but warm;I got a good meal and finally waited for a hump Beer Down in the bar on the fact that it was time to go to sleep.
Suddenly the door opened and a man in torn clothes and with confused, unkempt hair stumbled in.
With a crazy shining eyes, he looked around in the taproom, looked at me briefly and trudged to me. Without saying a word, he let himself fall on a chair towards me and snorted satisfied. The host apparently knew him, he put a tinker in front of the strangers and leaned to me: “If you don’t go to your room now, he will tell you his adventurous stories all night. “I nodded him thankfully for his warning, but I wouldn’t come up with the dream of taking flight before adventurous stories.
The stranger poured the contents of his humps into his throat, sighed satisfied and looked at me.
“They think I are a vagabond, not true?” he began. “I can’t blame you as I look. I don’t have much time to take care of my appearance, I keep hunting around in search of the magician who captures this enchanting, loving creature in the tower. “And then he started telling me the story of the beautiful young girl, a proud princess, who rejected the magician who was promoted to them and who, out of anger, in a high tower, even hundreds of years ago.
To prevent an escape, he had devised a brilliant plan: a spell made all objects disappear as soon as you entered the tower.
There she now led her existence without aging, in an empty wall, catered for by a carpenter cover, her only piece of furniture, and now her hair had grown so long that she could let it down from her tower to climb the romantic youngstersLeave the who had moved out to free the girl … As the host had foreseen, the stranger told almost all night, at some point during his story he went to a more confidential you, but still forgot to give me his name.
His speech was only suddenly interrupted when he fell asleep with his head on the table top with exhaustion. The landlord shrugged, I let the strangers sleep in peace and also went to bed. I dawned the short rest of the night in a trouble slumber, persecuted by indistinct, somehow indecent pictures, and long before dawn I was on my feet. The stranger still snored peacefully on his table when I left the hostel.
I followed his traces, which further and further from the street, in the rough, uncanny forest. Of course, this was a life -threatening recklessness, but the story had made me too curious to not investigate it further.
The stranger had left very clear traces. That wondered something, it almost looked like a trap that he wanted to lure me. Often during these lonely hours in the wilderness, his sneaky intentions seem obvious to me and I show myself that I had ever given this drunken rabbit from an enchanted princess even a trace of faith.
Nevertheless, I continued to march and was put on a sudden attack from the thicket all the time. The day went there, the night dropped down. I opened my night camp under a large, gnarled oak, lit a campfire and ate my barren dinner.
It didn’t help much, after that my stomach still growled dissatisfied. A sudden fluttering on my ear frightened me.
In front of me an owl landed in a small tree, danced impatiently on the fluctuating branch that she had sat on, and looked at me curiously. Then she got into the air and circled me. I rose, deleted the fire and followed the bird into the nightly darkness of the forest. Most of the time I was only able to follow the owl’s uncanny reputation without seeing my hand in mind, but somehow I managed not to break the neck during a fall.
Then the forest was cleared and the dark, massive tower rose right in front of me.
An oppressive feeling put my throat at me when I slowly stepped closer. The moon seemed bright, so that I recognized the outline of a narrow window high up on the wall, directly under the roof. “She only reacts to a certain sentence,” the stranger had reported. “If you lived in a dark wall for centuries, you would also develop peculiarities …
“” Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let your hair down!“I called loudly and felt pretty silly. Nothing happened. I looked up impatiently and enjoyed the burgeoning anger on the stranger, who had tied me up to this bear … a thick ribbon let the tower down when it had reached me on the ground and I realized that it was actually aboutA braid made of soft, silky hair acted.
I climbed up. It was an arduous affair, apparently the gods had something against my project, because a strong wind freshened up that whirled me around on my strange rope.
I threatened to rush more than once. I struggled upwards in customs and customs and finally I reached relieved the window. Exhausted I crouched on the Sims, rank of breath and stared into the starry sky, hunted over the dark scraps of cloud. I jumped into the tower.
At first I stood as solidified, then I remembered. The stranger had reported that no object enters this room. Not even clothing. I hesitated.
I was hardly dressed so naked and just to visit a princess.
Or maybe right now. The braid was slowly pulled up, I followed him with a smile through the rooms. She awaited me at a covered table, her shape completely invisible, hidden in a sea of hair, I only recognized her flowing, omnipresent mane, which surrounded her body like a piece of clothing, even like a tank, and I shivered lust with the performancethat, too. “Sit down!“She said in a melodious voice,“ I hope my dishes taste good for you.
“My stomach growled greedily, and so I followed her request.
While I was eating, I lit the candles on the table, a matte shot illuminated the room, but everything remained from her, even her face, under the curly, fragrant hair that was almost buried, which almost filled out the entire room, a hilly confusionblond strands. I got up, came up with her. Her hair smelled wonderful, as tempting, I dived in, like looking for the needle in the haystack, fought me deeper and deeper into this thicket until I pushed the girl, exactly against her knee. She was sitting in a camp, preparing her hair, and she was actually naked, as my curious fingers immediately found, completely naked.
I encompassed her face and covered it with kisses.
Her mouth opened up under my demanding lips, her arms snake around me, she nestled against me until she felt my cock hard and greedy on her stomach. Our tongues were still balanced, sometimes in their mouths, sometimes in mine;I couldn’t see anything from her under the guise of her hair, but my hands explored her firm, slim body. She was young, just blossoming with a woman, I was looking for her firm breasts, felt myself over her stomach, her hips. Her hand reached for mine, she led her impatiently to her burning lap.
I dived my fingers, played with her until she completely lost control.
Our bodies are greedy, their gender pressed hot and moist on my thighs. I encompassed her buttocks, lifted her up a bit until my glans could squeeze between her labia. Slowly we sank to the ground, and I penetrated deep into her. Her fingernails clawed in my back, I enjoyed this almost sublime moment, then I started to push gently.
I heard her moan, somewhere in this hair, looked for her breasts, kneaded her. Her Legs wrapped me up, joined over my butt.
The jerky movements of their thighs drove me into demand, pulled me deeper into them, faster and firmer. When she came for the first time, I was miles away from orgasm removed. I stayed briefly, grasped the excited game of her exploding body with all your senses, then I drove my limb into her with gently swinging movements of my butt.
I listened to every reaction of her body, it was careful and slow, then almost again brutally And uncontrolled, her excitement never let it sink, she heard, beg, beg, pleading, she sighed and shouted on ever higher peaks, I felt her again and again under me … after an eternity, the climax announced itself, oneImpatient, powerful pull spread out in my abdomen, now I forgot every sophistication, just rammed my cock into her, screaming, almost angry and finally collapsed over her, wrapped her sweaty body, pressed her breasts on her breastsme while I was trembling, twitching, poured into her… The morning gray over the country when I swung on the window ledge and suddenly wore my clothes on my body again.
I took a last look at the room. “May I come back?” I asked. “You will always be welcome here,” her voice promised from the dark. I let myself go back on her hair.
Almost with regret, I felt solid ground under my feet again. I looked up, but of course she didn’t show up at the window. Then I set off. I wandered through the forest for three days, I didn’t doubt my end when I finally found the hostel.
I staggered to them relieved and entered. The landlord realized me, my condition elicited him a contemptuous grin.
I looked around and there was actually the stranger. This time he was well -groomed, washed and shaved, and I probably offered a picture of the misery. “Did you find her?“He asked with his fanatic shiny eyes.
“Sure,” I said, and the meals down that the host served me at my request. “This poor, unfortunate creature*, he complained. “Incerted by a heartless monster. But I will find this monster and save you from your fate.
“” Maybe she likes her fate, “I replied chewing. “After all, she is a romantic legend. Countless hearts melt in front of her. It is over outside of her tower, then it is like any other.
Nothing special anymore.
“He made an incredible sound, and I knew, another word from me and he would plunge on me with a dagger dagger. “So you want to save her?”I asked maliciously. “I’ll save her!“He improved in a proud voice. “You want to free her from the tower? Then why do you chase this magician? His magic is not that safe that it must be lifted.
It is even relatively easy to get Rapunzel out of her tower. ““ You forgot that the spell prevents a rope or something similar into the tower with which you can free it? That you enter there completely naked?“I was more than amazed that he didn’t see the obvious.
“Well, you can finally climb your hair,” I said after a while. “What speaks against the fact that she cuts it off with her eating tank and lets herself down?“Punched five minutes he stood in front of me with an open mouth and empty look, then he turned on the heel and stormed out before I could tell him that he should be really, very careful when he made this suggestion. A few months later, the moods of fate led me back to this area, and of course I looked for the tower.
After some unsuccessful stumbling through the thicket of the forest, the owl forked me and showed me the way.
As I had expected in Bille, I found the shattered body of the stranger under the tower, now hardly recognized again. I looked at the sad remains, then I raised my head and called out the tower: “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let your hair down!”.
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