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Sensual Dream

Someplace in the distance I could hear the thunder of water and, the smell of moss clung to the air like a lovers caress. Proud, white marble columns reached like a supplicants arms towards the heavens as if calling for the Gods to bless this track of land and it’s architecture … make it more … make it sacred ground. Trees, so tall they betrayed their age of thousands of years, shot towards the sun, in hopes of heat on their leafed fingertips. Below, hundreds of animals sheltered in their grace; mammals, insects and the birds … Oh, the birds were the messengers between the skies and the soil, masters of song.

I meandered along a path that seemed swept clean of leaves and debris by an invisible hand. Not sure where it led or why I should follow.  I could feel a pull so strong that I simply could not … would not … resist. The water sounded closer and I picked up my pace. Climbing marble steps two by two when an unexpected vista unfurled beneath my eyes.

An ancient amphitheater created a half dome, sheltering a lagoon that acted as a stage floor. It was surrounded by marble statues and the water was a most startling shade of teal. A thundering waterfall for a majestic backdrop seemed to complete the setting for some imagined, aquatic play .

I was overcome by an impulse to bathe and ran down at a neck-breaking speed; a sense of euphoria overtaking me. I removed my clothing, acutely aware and listening for any sounds that may be human. I could sense eyes on me … hundreds of gazes. I should have been frightened, but, instead, I grew bolder under the assault of invisible voyeurs.

I slipped into the lagoon looking at the stone faces and bodies on its edge. They seemed so real. I almost expected them to move, breath, or blink … but the chiseled stone was cold. The water on the other hand, was warm and soothing; obviously heated by a natural hot spring. A light mist coming off it’s surface carried with it the subtle aroma of lavender. I relaxed, as naked as the day I was born, and swam leisurely, dove and played like a child.

I eventually grew tired and pulled myself out of the natural bath with regret – a sentiment reminiscent of leaving the embrace of a lover too soon. I walked along the periphery, looking at the statues and letting my hand rest, caress, and glide over the smooth marble. They were men and women of such utter perfection, some almost too beautiful to behold. One, in particular, caught my eye and had me mesmerized, transfixed, and enthralled.

A kind face and an out of place feral smile stared with dead eyes, arms stretching out to me as if welcoming me back. Perfect shoulders, chest … and as I walked around … back, ass, and strong yet slender legs, made for a pleasing composition. Whoever had made these was a genius. The most surprising attribute was his penis. Ancient art usually portrays this particular body part at rest and flaccid. This one, however, seemed awake, ready and warm. I kneeled…curious to get a closer look.

It was perfect in every detail. The tiny veins, the skin and subtle change of hue in it’s coloring. I giggled at the thought of kissing it… and glancing over my shoulder to ensure I was still alone… did. Something in the air shifted. A warm breeze blew up and against my back, around my shoulders and chest, down to my navel and between my thighs. I was abruptly hot, and sexually awake and ready. Something had most definitely come over me.

Without thought, holding onto the outstretched arms, I lifted and impaled myself on the member wrapping my legs around the statue’s waste. The cold and very hard intruder stabbed me inside like an arrow, producing both pain and an unexplainable pleasure. I was so transported by the rush of overwhelming pleasure that I did not notice, or care, that the cold, stone arms now warmly held me tight.

Lips of flesh found mine, a breath of freedom whispered into my ear, the rhythm uniting me with this alien lover so intense it was no longer of my own making. I opened my eyes and dark, black pupils stared back, a sly smile curving the corner of a voluptuous mouth. Surprise quickly faded as an orgasm coursed like a raging river through my body.

Lowering to the ground I felt soft kisses caress my heaving chest, then a hand glided up my thigh and a finger caressed my clit gently. I gave into the pressure and the pleasure, forgetting the odd situation I was in and the non human partner I was with. I felt invaded by another set of hands and lips … and then another and another. But when I opened my eyes there was only the one devotee. The feelings that came over me were more than merely physical, chemical reactions.  It was as if light had fused with my blood and now coursed though my veins.

I felt my body being lifted as if hovering off of the ground, a member entered me once again, piercing like an shaft of bliss … almost painful it was such ecstasy. Something pressed against my lips … I opened my mouth and it was conquered … and then the last opening of my body was filled and the ecstasy was so intense I felt a silent scream rip through me.

Slow movements became harder, hands gliding over my skin on the edge between pain and pleasure. The triple thrusts became more urgent, hands holding head, hip and ass firmly. Faster and faster, and more exquisite, were the sensations until a force akin to a tropical hurricane ripped through and across my body… in places I didn’t know could feel such superb euphoria. I heard a moan like music on the wind ….

My body collapsed at the foot of the statue wrapped in a blanket of erotic rapture. I looked up at the fine figure of stone and my eyes saw that the member once proud and erect was now at rest.  And all I had … was the memory of the senses.

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April 27, 2009 Posted by | anal, erotica, Not the bedroom, Outdoors, romance, Sensual, Uncategorized, Voyeur | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 18 Comments