Date: Tue, 1 Feb 2000 01:13:56 -0800 (PST) From: Golddust Dreams Subject: Candles In My Heart (Stevie Nicks story) * * Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional and in no way meant to imply anything about the real sexuality of singer Stevie Nicks herself. Candles In My Heart Stevie turned the key as she returned to her mystical Arizona home.It had been a long day for her.She always found concerts so fulfilling yet utterly exhausting all at once. She quickly unlaced her five inch high boots and kicked them off in her ever so gentle "gypsy" way.Her brown eyes glassy ,with a glazed over far off look she removed her lacy attire and sat on her bed,still wearing her matching black satin undergarments. As she sat on her bed,she could hear thunder rumbling in the distance.She smiled to herself , happy to be home safe and warm with her two dogs. I heard the thunder too,but I , unlike Stevie,was still in my car trying to beat the storm and get home to close my bedroom window which I had realized that I had accidentally left open when I left for work that morning. Suddenly,it began to rain.Moments later it was pouring.The thunder was so loud I knew the storm was right above me.Lightning streaked violently across the sky and I could no longer see through the windshield.I was forced to pull over and wait the storm out in my car.I had waited only three minutes before water started streaming through the cracks in the car door.I knew it was no longer safe to stay there.I had to escape from my half underwater car and seek shelter some where else. I stepped out of my car as another phenomenal bolt of lightning lit up the darkest of night skies. As I stood in the pouring rain,I was getting desperate.I was going to have to knock on someone's door sooner or later,so I ran through the sky's waterfall to the nearest house,and rang the door bell. While I nervously waited for the door to open,I looked up at the enormous house.How intriguing it was. Slowly,the door cautiously creeped open.In the opening was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She stood only five feet one and a half inches tall.Her long blonde hair reached down to the middle of her back,her brown eyes sweet,yet wildly captivating.She donned a robe that only she could have been wearing. "Hi. I'm Stephanie. My friends call me Stevie,"she said , her voice so soothing, so mysterious. "Come on in". She closed the door behind me and I too introduced myself. "I'm Emilie" , I said as I reached out to shake her hand. "Thank you so much for helping me out", I whispered shyly." "Please Emilie, It was no trouble at all, really." She kissed my forehead. "Follow me .I'll get you something dry to wear. It's really getting late and the rain hasn't let up a bit.Maybe you should stay here for the night." I nodded silently and followed softly behind her.She showed me to the bathroom and provided me with two towels and a robe, one towel for my hair, one for my body. "I do a lot of writing here", she said to me. It is so peaceful, no interruptions, no distractions." Then she left me there by myself. I quickly peeled off the sopping wet layers that clung to my body and after drying off I put on the robe she had given me. I stepped out of the bathroom , and looked around,but I did not see Stevie anywhere.I began to wander around this huge home. Before long I wound up in a beautiful little kitchen with a steaming hot teapot sitting gracefully on the stove. Stevie was at the table sipping slowly from a small tea cup. She motioned far me to join her. Silently, she got up and poured me some tea. I closed my eyes for a brief moment as i took my first sip of tea. This woman had me completely infatuated. Never before had I felt myself so shy in the presence of another woman. Stevie must have sensed my reserve. "Don't be shy around me. There is nothing you can say that would intimidate me, I've been alive a long time." I didn't know what to say. She took my hand and I shyly gazed up towards her, now standing above me, my blue eyes longingly met two deep brown pools of mystery that peered back at me. Slowly I rose and put my free hand on her waist. We leaned closer and closer towards each other until our lips met in a passionate kiss, her lips resting on mine, her tongue sweetly brushing against mine, her breath moving softly down my neck, eyes closed. The silence of my thoughts was soon broken by her hands caressing my back through the deep purple satin robe. Her every movement was so poetic, so graceful. In that moment I realized I was falling for this woman, a stranger whom until hours ago, I had only met through her songs of the occult, of dreams. There she was in my arms undressing me with her gossamer touch. Stevie untied the knot that held my robe closed and slipped it off my shoulders. It collected as a sea of purple at my feet. I was completely naked underneath. She let out a soft moan and her soft kiss melted me, her hand caressing my pink, pearly-hard nipples. Our kiss broke as her hand gently touched my stomach and kept running her hand down the length of it,getting closer and closer to my freshly shaved womanhood. I untied her robe and searched her face for approval. I found it. I helped her robe find a resting place beside mine on the floor and I proceeded to unhook her bra,that falling to the floor, joining the robes. I kissed her neck and knelt down in front of her and slipped her panties down until they fell around her ankles. I helped her step out of them. She was breath-taking. I kissed her inner thighs venturing upwards. I felt her wetness on my lips and i embraced it with my tongue. I licked her burning clit with my arms stroking every inch of her, my hands resting on her round, sexy behind. Thunder was still rumbling in the distance and lightning created flashes of light so intense that they streaked through the curtains. We kissed once more. All of a sudden there was a flash and then the lights went out everywhere in the house. We both stood still for a moment and then Stevie started to move about wordlessly lighting what seemed to be hundreds of candles. There were candles everywhere, each holding a tiny flame. They cast an erie, almost ghastly glow in the corners of the bedroom. I entered behind Stevie. She turned back towards me and lowered me on to the bed, her delicate touch held me. Then she lowered herself on top of me, nipple to nipple, clit to clit. My whole life this had been my most cherished fantasy. Stevie kissed my neck slowly, her hair moving all across my shoulders following her kissed downwards leaving a an erotic trail. I closed my eyes as i felt her finger entering into me. Her tongue followed shortly after. I never remembered myself ever having been this wet before. I moaned in total ecstasy. She let out a moan to match mine. It was so sexy that I came right then with a scream, and so did she. I started to cry and she moved into my arms and kissed me everso tenderly on the lips. "What's wrong sweetie?", she asked me. I sat up and hugged her tightly. "I'm so sorry" "Sorry for what, hun." "I didn't mean to start crying. I have never felt anything this special before." Stevie didn't say a word. She hugged me and we held each other until we fell asleep. She held me that night as the storm had long past through, and I still hold her forever in my heart. -Golddust Dreams Dreams4onlyher@yahoo.com