You are on a summer holiday in Scotland, visiting many of their wonderful castles and ruins. One night after a pleasant meal and a few drinks, you are getting ready for bed, when looking out of the window of your hotel room; you notice a light moving around the ruins of a castle up on the hill. Curiosity gets the better of you and you decide to investigate. You put on your outdoor clothing and grab a torch, because it looks quite dark out there.

It is quite warm, and it is still light enough to see the track leading up to the ruins. You follow the rough track up to the remains of the castle. The light is fading and the temperature is dropping. Then as you reach the building you shudder as the cold cuts through your clothing and a sudden mist descends on you. You torch is useless as the light just bounces back off the mist.

You feel isolated and a little apprehensive; it seems like a stupid idea to have come up here in the dark. The hotel is no longer visible and the mist makes the whole castle seem eerie. Then you see the faint glow of the light from the back of the castle. You head through the remains towards the pale, yet welcoming glow.

The cold and the mist make you feel a little jumpy, but you can't help smiling to yourself when you get to the back wall of the castle and see an old fashioned candle lantern sitting on the ground by the castle wall. Something makes you feel scared and you feel a little silly, but you consider sneaking away.

Suddenly, a voice behind you pierces the silence and makes you jump. As you turn, your brain registers that it was a soft female voice, with a slight Scottish accent, asking if you are lost. You are facing a beautiful young woman, with dark hair worn up in a bun, fair skin and dark eyes. She is wearing a long skirt and white blouse, with a shawl wrapped around her shoulders. You stare for a moment lost in time, before you tell her, you aren't lost, but are sort of cut off from the hotel. She smiles at you and says it is a bad night to be out and that you should stay here and accept the hospitality of the castle until the mists clear. She steps towards you and a slight floral scent fills your nostrils, she stoops to pick up the lantern and gestures you to follow her inside.

You follow as though in a dream, your brain registering the wooden door and the stone corridor, leading to a large room with a huge roaring fire and tapestries on the wall. The young woman gestures for you to sit on a leather settee, as she pours you a large glass of an amber liquid. She brings the glass over to you, and sits beside you on the settee. You feel the heat from the fire, you smell the whisky mingling with her subtle floral scent and you feel your body react to her closeness.

Embarrassed, you take a sip of the whisky and marvel at the smoothness of the malt. You try to think of the oddness of the whole situation to distract from her presence, but she seems to fill your mind. Her beauty makes you want to look at her again, her scent lingers in your nostrils, you long to hear her soft, melodic voice again and crave the touch and taste of her.

As though she can read your thoughts, she stands and takes off her shawl. You notice her slender waist and full breasts, even in her unrevealing outfit. As you take another long drink of your whisky, she asks if you are feeling better. You tell her that you have never felt better, as she sits again and touches your hand. Her touch sends electric shocks through your whole body and her skin is softer than you imagined. Then to your complete surprise and absolute delight she leans in and kisses you. She tastes of whisky and flowers, or perhaps there is whisky on your lips and she just tastes of flowers. The electric current runs through your body again and you put your glass down and take her in your arms, as you deepen the kiss.

She is soft and pliant in your arms, her lips silken against yours but firm as she returns your kiss with equal force. After moments, or was that hours of kissing, she pulls away from you. She stands and offers you her hand, then leads you out of the room, up some stone stairs and into a bed chamber. It has beautiful tapestries on the walls, but your eyes are drawn to the huge, luxurious four poster bed in the centre of the room.

"Come to my bed, Andrew." she whispers to you, as she leads you by the hand towards the bed that dominates the room. She climbs up onto the high bed and pulls you to sit beside her. You reach towards her and she allows you to draw her back into your arms, where you kiss again. Once more you start gently but the kiss quickly turns passionate. You push her over onto the bed and lean over her to continue the kiss. Her arms snake up and wrap around your neck, as you run a hand over her prim blouse and feel the firm breasts underneath.

You massage those firm breasts and feel her nipples harden under the material. You continue to kiss her, and start to undo the hundreds of tiny buttons of her blouse. You find your way inside her blouse, and your hand encounters her silky under garment, no bra. As you get her to move and remove her blouse, she manages to remove your top clothing too. You see her camisole top and her breasts are outlined against it, you feel your breathing quicken and your cock harden. There is something very sexy about her old fashioned clothing and undergarments that makes you even hornier than usual.

Your hands move over those firm, ripe breasts and erect nipples, and you hear the seductive sound of her intake of breath. You feel her press her breasts into your hands, as she runs her hands up and down your back. She ruffles her fingers through your hair as you kiss, then runs her hands down your back and cups your arse, pulling you closer to her. Pressing her womanly parts against your manly ones, through your clothing. As she pulls away from your kiss and looks you in the eye, you see that her fair skin is slightly flushed and her eyes look black with desire. She moves away and down to kiss your tiny nipples. You gasp in shock as she sucks hard on your erect nipples and nibbles at them. The tightness in your nipples is reflected in your groin as your cock stiffens further.

You manage to undo the buttons of her skirt and pull it away from her. She is wearing a long petticoat, which has the camisole top that you have already seen, as you run your hands over her, you realise that under the petticoat/shift she is naked. You run your hands down her legs and up under the hem of the petticoat. As you reach her pussy area, you lift your hands and bring them up to her breasts first. You hear her gasp as your warm palms find the naked flesh of her soft plump breasts and the hard pebbles that are her nipples. You caress the whole breasts and play with her nipples with your fingers, tweaking them lightly.

Meanwhile she has managed to undo your trousers and slip a small delicate hand inside to caress your hard shaft. You gasp in delight at her delicate touch and feel your erection swell. You bring your lips down her neck, kissing lightly and further down to her breasts. Here you kiss and suckle on those rock hard nipples, hearing her breathless pleasure, but hardly hesitating as your hands move south. You lightly slide your hand over her mound, covered in silken hair, and down to her most intimate place. Here you slide a finger further down, between her slightly damp lower lips and into her, tight, hot and very wet pussy.

So you have just slid a finger into her tight, hot, wet pussy and she has just caressed your hard cock with a small, soft delicate hand. You feel her remove her hand and look at her to see if you have done something wrong. She has a strange smile on her face as she sees you looking at her, her smile widens and she whispers "I want to see your wonderful body naked, Andrew". You remove your finger slowly; watching the pleasure in her eyes, and slowly get off the bed. Then standing in front of her you remove your trousers, underpants and socks in one movement. You stand before her in all your glory, your cock standing proudly out in front.

She slowly slides off the bed and stands in front of you, then slips the shift off her shoulders and allows it to fall to the floor. She steps out of the pool of fabric towards you, as you gaze at her perfect body. She reaches you, and presses her whole body against you, allowing your cock to push between her legs. You delight at the feel of her thighs surrounding your shaft, and can't resist a couple of thrusts. She laughs low and sexily, and whispers that she can show you more pleasure than that, as she takes you back to the bed and pushes you back onto it.

You are laying on your back on the bed, your legs over the edge, feet on the floor. She kneels on the floor next to the bed, between your legs and her delicate hands grasp your erection. As you raise your head to see what she is doing, you see her deep red lips surround your cock and feel her breath against it. Then a wave of pleasure hits you as she engulfs your shaft with her lips, mouth and sucks on it.

Your mind drifts in pleasure, as all your focus is on the sensations in your groin area. You gasp in pleasure as she works your cock. She places a hand around the bottom of your shaft and uses it to help your cock in and out of her mouth. You revel in the feelings of her tight grip at the base of your shaft, and her warm, wet mouth engulfing the rest. Then she brings her other hand into play and cups your balls, as she sucks on your length. You can see her head bobbing up and down and smell that soft floral smell, as you think about her tasting every inch of your cock. You enjoy the way she plays with your bits, she seems to know what she is doing and she seems to be enjoying it too.

Your heart suddenly leaps into your mouth as she grips your balls tighter, and you feel that moment of horror, as you think it might hurt, but then huge relief and pleasure as she tugs at your sack. A new wave of pleasure runs through your groin and you smile to yourself. You watch as she moves her head off your cock and smiles up at you as she places her right forefinger into her mouth and sucks on it, like it was your cock. Then she keeps eye contact as she places her lips to the tip of your cock and kisses it, before running her long tongue all around the head. As you enjoy that sensation you feel her hand sliding down and beyond your balls. Your eyes widen as she rubs her wet finger around your arse hole, just as she takes all of your cock deep into her mouth, in one swift action....and slides the finger into your tight arse, just to the first knuckle.

You feel your juices rising, as she works you front and back. Her finger pushing in and out of your arse in time with her mouth sliding up and down your shaft, giving immense pleasure. A pressure begins to build, and part of your mind is screaming that you want it to stop, you want to come inside this woman, the other part is demanding that it is fulfilled. You feel her lips, tongue and teeth all moving against your shaft, as that delicate finger brings a different sort of joy. You feel your balls swell, your cock thicken and get even harder, though you didn't think it was possible.

Then, as though she knows, she pushes in a second finger and swallows your cock deep into her throat. The twin actions send you spiralling over the edge into orgasmic oblivion. You are aware only of your pleasure, as you gush come into her mouth and she pulls her fingers suddenly out of your arse. The emptying of your arse brings another wave of pleasure and the swallowing motion in her throat has you coming and coming, like an oil well. She swallows and swallows, until you have no more to give. You are aware of her pulling off you, your cock slipping out of her lips, and you see her beautiful face, all flushed, with a tiny dribble of your come escaping from the corner of her mouth. You are lain there unable to move in the wonderful, post orgasmic haze of joy.

As you are laying there in your pleasure filled haze, you are aware of her getting onto the bed beside you and lying down. Her head against your shoulder and her arm across your chest, her aroma filling you senses and making you want her again. You think about your spent cock, and although there is a slight stirring, you know it will need time to recover and you know exactly how you want to spend that time.

You turn to hold her, and she moves to accommodate you, then you move both of you up the bed. You place her head upon the pillows and then prop yourself up on one elbow to look down on her. She smiles up at you and your heads spins, she is so beautiful, you gaze down at the rest of her amazing body and smile as you imagine her under you, with you firmly thrust deep inside her. You cock stirs again, and you look into her dark eyes, as you lean down to kiss her intoxicating lips.

You feel like you are drowning in the silky softness of her lips, and the warm whisky taste of them makes you want so much more. You slide your tongue in for a better taste and that slight floral scent becomes a taste mixed with the amber whisky flavour. You still want more. She slides her tongue against yours and the jolt of electric runs through your whole body.

You reluctantly, pull your mouth from hers and immediately feel a need to fill the void. You kiss her neck and are once more taken with the taste of her; even her skin has that heathery taste. You kiss down her neck and further down to the firm mounds of her breasts. You see the darker colour of her nipple as you approach and watch as the tiny bud, lengthens and hardens as you approach. You finally take that hard nubbin into your mouth and suck on it. It feels so hard, yet like satin in your mouth and her flavour seems smokier here. She obviously enjoys your actions, as she moans softly, her voice like the breeze through the trees in summer. You suck harder, and feel her arch her back in pleasure, as you bring your hand to the other firm mound and caress it. You love the satin softness of her skin, and the firmness of her erect nipple pressing into your palm.

As you feel her body rise up slightly, and hear her soft moans of pleasure, you feel your own body react. You are slightly surprised at the speed of your recovery, but you are well aware of your desire for this woman. You want to bury yourself in her, to the hilt, you want to feel her surround you and to feel her writhe and moan under you. You move on down from her breasts, kissing the wonderfully soft skin of her stomach, down to her navel. You linger long enough to flick your tongue into her navel and are rewarded with a louder moan and the taste of honey and whisky fills your mouth.

You kiss on down to her mound, covered in soft silky hair. You bring your mouth to her lower lips and gasp in delight as her aroma hits you, she is summer, honey and whisky all mixed together. As you slip your tongue between the folds of her lower lips you taste her arousal. You love the taste of smoky whisky/honey and heather all mingled on your tongue. You lap at her, feeling her clit swell under your tongue. Tasting her getting warmer, smokier and sweeter. You slide your tongue down to her opening and slip it inside, she shudders in delight and gasps, a soft melodic sound, and you want to hear it again. You thrust your tongue inside her and are granted more of the wonderful sounds and tastes of her. You move back up and concentrate your tongue action on her clit, as you slip a finger inside her wet and willing pussy.

You hear her soft sounds getting huskier as you slid your finger in and out of her wonderfully wet, silken passage. You continue to lap at her blossoming clit and feel your own arousal start to grow. You move your hand to allow a different tactic, and are rewarded with a huge breathy sigh of joy, as you suck her erect clit into your mouth. At the same moment you slide your thumb into her silken passage and the tip of your forefinger enters her tight puckered arsehole.

You feel her breathing become shallow and laboured, as her hips lift off the bed and push her pussy against your hand. You quicken your tongue action and use your thumb and finger in coordination to push in and out of her. Her arse feels so tight around your finger, but it seems to be sucking your finger further in. You thumb seems to fill her vagina, and as you thrust it in and out, you feel her internal muscles tightening around it. You mouth and tongue is coated in her wonderful flavour and as you suck and lick faster, you know she is very close to her climax.

You move everything in unison and make the movements faster and harder, welcoming the sounds of her pleasure, as they too become faster and louder. You suck on her clit and flick it fast with your powerful tongue, you feel all her muscles tense as you slip a second finger into her arse, and thrust your thumb as hard and deep inside her as you can. Her moans become a wail of delight as you feel her pussy fill with juices and her muscles clamp around your fingers and thumb, before loosening again in a shuddery rhythm. She grabs your hair with both hands and drags you away from her cunt. Your fingers come out of both holes too, as she pulls you to her. She kisses you hard and runs her tongue all around your lips. You know she is tasting herself off you, as she presses herself against you. You feel one of her hands leave your head and she brings it to your, now hard cock. Then in one movement she grabs your erection and pulls it against her.

"Please" she says against your lips and you know what she wants and are happy to oblige. You tense your hips and drive your cock forward, one long hard thrust and you bury yourself in her luxurious cunt, all the way in, your balls hit her as you botton out. She squeals in delight and you groan in joy as you fill her and feel her vagina walls surround your rock hard penis.

She is soft, slick and hot, as you feel your hardness penetrate to her inner most places. She is still shaking and quivering underneath you, as her orgasm seems to go on and on. Her breathing is ragged and she seems to be panting words...you realise she is whispering yes, yes, yes under her breath, over and over. Her words are in time with your thrusts and you know she wants you to keep thrusting hard and deep. Your cock like a machine pumping in and out in a fixed rhythm, you enjoying each movement, as you rub against her silken walls, as you are surrounded by the feel and sound of her, her taste and smell on your lips and in your nostrils, as you look down into her huge dark eyes and feel lost in her. You are filling her and yet she is surrounding and filling your every sense.

You reach down between your two bodies and bring a finger between the junction of your sexes, and gently caress her erect clit. She screams your name and begs you to keep going. You are more than happy to oblige, as you thrust in and out, you gently rub her clit in the same rhythm. She wraps her legs around your waist and you feel your cock slide just a little further in... you gasp at the pleasure that brings, but once again the air is full of her wonderful screams. You quicken your pace and feel her body spasm in a huge way, around you, under you and through you. She grabs you with her hands and pulls you down to kiss her, as she loses herself in the pleasure. You see her eyes turn black with passion, as her pussy floods again and spasms around you, her mouth against yours tastes of that smoky whisky flavour mingled with the musky sweetness of her pleasure. Again your sense of smell is assaulted with the same smell and your whole body seems to be surrounded by or touching her silky softness.

She shudders again and you feel her body start to relax, as the orgasm loses some of its intensity. Her eyes close for a moment, and you wonder just what is going on, I mean, weren't you in a ruin on a cold and misty night. Then she opens her warm brown eyes and smiles at you. She reaches down between your bodies and takes hold of your erection, pulling it from her sopping cunt. All thoughts apart from her and sex leave your mind. She smiles at you, as she lets go of your erection and moves under you. She moves to one side and then turns over, you watch in fascination as she gets onto her hands and knees and wiggles her arse at you. You know that she wants you to take her from behind, but more than that, you know she wants your cock in her arse.
You take hold of your painfully hard cock and position yourself behind her. You are just about to ask if she is sure, when she looks over her shoulder at you, and whispers "Fuck my arse, Andrew. Fuck it hard, please". Your emotions soar, who would question an offer like that. You touch the tip against her puckered hole and push forward steadily. You feel your cock force its way inside slowly, then after that initial resistance slightly faster. You are buried to the hilt in her tight arse.

She wiggles her arse from side to side, and you feel her muscles tensing and relaxing around your cock. Suddenly, you don't want to wait any longer, and you want to fuck her arse hard, just like she requested. You look down at her peachy arse, and your cock buried in it and you bring your hand down swiftly in a stinging slap. She squeals in shock and pleasure as you spank her arse, and you know she enjoyed that. So as you pull back, preparing for your first rough thrust, you slap the other cheek harder. And as your hand makes contact with her soft white cheek, leaving a red hand print. You thrust your erection deep into her arse as hard and fast as you can. She screams "YES" as you stretch and fill her arse. This ends you over the edge, and you grab both hips, and start to bang her arse. Really fucking her as hard as you can, you hold her hips back against you as you pull out and pound back into her again and again. You feel her body shake and realise that as you are fucking her, she is rubbing her clit, and this just makes you even hornier. You pull all the way out and thrust hard back into her; she is almost singing her pleasure, as you thrust and pound hard and deep. Faster and faster you fuck her tight arse, until you know you can't hold on for a moment longer. Just as you growl that you are coming, you feel her body shudder and the heat from her cunt increases, you feel her muscles flexing around you, as she comes and so do you. You shudder and shake as your cock pours come deep into her arse. You manage those short sharp thrusts as you unloaded your come and are blown away by the pleasure you feel.

You feel the world darken, as you slid your cock out of her arse and fall onto the bed beside her, sated. You are aware of the sounds of her breathing and your own, as your eyes close, and the last thing you remember is the smell, that heather and whisky smell, as you drift in your post orgasmic haze again.

You hear a voice calling "Andrew? Andrew", at first you think it is her. Then you realise that it is a male voice, and that you are cold. You open your eyes and see stone walls, and realise that you are in the ruins of the castle, it is cold and misty and there is a man somewhere close calling your name. You manage to shout out that you are here, where ever here may be. A figure approaches through the mist, carrying a bright torch. You switch on your own torch and he comes over to you. He introduces himself as Fergus and says he is glad to have found you. He tells you that you are lucky, that they thought the ghost had got you. He helps you to your feet and leads you towards the path. You ask, jokingly, about the ghost. He doesn't laugh in response. He tells you that the laird's young wife was unfaithful to him while he was away at war. When he returned he walled her up in the castle and left her there to die. Over the centuries many men have gone missing near these ruins and when they are found dead the following morning they all have the same satisfied smile on their faces. The ghostly wife is still seducing men and killing them in the process. He asks if you saw the ghost and you say no, not wanting to admit to your vision/delusion.

Fergus takes to the hotel and leaves you to get a good night's sleep. Before you can settle, you ask the hotel receptionist about the ghost and she gives you a little book about the history of the castle. You go to your room and have a hot shower, to warm up and calm down. As you slip into bed you remember the history book, flicking through the pages you are startled to find a picture of your mystery lady, Heather, the Lairds wife and the ghost of the castle.

As you drift off to sleep you remember the scent of her and just for a moment reflect on your narrow escape. As your brain is shutting down to sleep, you hear a soft melodic voice say, "You were safe, in no danger Andrew. You gave pleasure as well as taking it, I would never harm you! You are welcome to visit me any dark and misty night"