COMING SOON !
EROTIC
TALES OF THE GODDESS ~ THE BOOK
It was a normal full moon evening. I walked through the woods to my favorite location in the clearing to begin my late night ritual in honor of the Goddess.
It’s always been important to me to honor The Goddess and the Goddess within me through a ritual of chant, dance, song and sexual pleasure. I found the clearing in the woods years ago, and it has always held a sacred, peaceful and special place in my heart and mind. I often think of this place if I'm angry or confused—it brings me peace and wisdom.
I have never shared this place with anyone, although I have done rituals with others in other places—even in a forest clearing. I just always wanted and needed this special space for myself.
This particular night would be different.
I went to my sacred clearing and began preparing a fire. As the fire grew I laid the flowers I brought as an offering around the edge. I threw sage into the fire to cleanse the space around me. I began my chant of the goddess trinity, Mother ~ Father ~ Child.
I chanted louder and louder as I felt more powerful and thankful to be here and able to acknowledge the power within me.
Mother ~ Father ~ Child
Mother ~ Father ~ Child
Mother ~ Father ~ Child
I brought out the special bottle of red wine I saved just for tonight, and a mixture of fresh fruit I'd prepared, and I did my Goddess Communion—first eating some fruit in honor of my body, and then, drinking the wine in honor of my mind.
The flames suddenly shot up powerful red and orange jets six feet in the air.
That’s when I heard her—a sigh of wonder and shock behind me. I turned to see who was there, but there was no one. I thought maybe my ears were beginning to play tricks on me, with the wine I was continuing to drink, and the crackling of the glorious fire.
I began dancing wildly around the fire, throwing off my clothes—calling out my name to the Great Goddess.
I am here Great Goddess. I am here Great Goddess!
I was sweating, my body glistening in the campfire light. As I continued my salutation to the Goddess, I began feeling hotter, wetter, all over my body. I could see my silhouette bouncing off the trees around me and on the ground. The wind began to blow and the fire danced and grew bigger, dancing with me.
That's when I saw her! A beautiful longhaired wild-eyed woman emerged from out of the shadows. She stood silent. I stopped moving. Breathing heavily, I looked to see if was anyone else was there. I began to feel afraid and she called to me.
"No need to be afraid, my priestess-you are safe here with me." I instantly felt calm. She moved towards me and her dark eyes became sparkling silver blue-it seemed as if she could see through me. I was transfixed by her grounding energy; her wild hair made her look like she had just been jumping around in revelry.
There seemed to be an innocence within her, yet, it appeared exactly she was going to do to me as if she had planned it from long ago. I couldn't slow down my breathing and this just made me become even more aroused. I noticed a dripping was coming from my yoni. I was dripping from my yoni from intense pleasure at the sight of her. I couldn't run to my sacred clearing, because here she was right in it.
We were face to face, and she smiled and lifted her right hand to give me a flower, a big beautiful sunflower. I took it, and started to thank her, but she covered my mouth with fingers that smelled like lavender. I breathed in this scent and lifted my eyes in understanding. She began caressing my body gently, first my face and hair-across my eyes and to my ears. I felt like I might fall back, but felt completely grounded and I knew I wouldn't. She moved her caresses to the front of my body, pausing at my nipples, which were dripping with sweat. She touched the sensitive tips, and squeezed them a little-I looked into her eyes to see red glowing from them. She bent over and lightly tongued each erect nipple. I felt shivers of excitement come into the crown of my head and move all the way to my feet, just from her light licking. She continued her touches at my belly and hips, moving towards my crotch. I was still dripping out of my yoni, and I felt a bit embarrassed. She moaned in pleasure as she stroked me there. Her tonguing caresses found my legs, all the way down to my feet. She knelt down to kiss the tops of my feet.
She crawled around to the back of my body, spot-kissing my ankles, and began administering light strokes up the back of my body. She stopped at my round, firm bottom and kissed every inch of it. My ass never felt as loved as it did in that moment. Thank you, Great Goddess I said to myself. She followed the crease of my lower back up to the nape of my neck with her kisses, then stroked the back of my head. I fell into a trance and began rocking my body-I heard songs of pleasure and thanksgiving in my head. She moved around to my front and looked into my eyes. I saw waves of green flowing from them. I lifted my hands in a prayer position in front of my heart and said, "I honor the Goddess."
She nodded in acceptance. I moved my hands to her face and gently touched her body all over. She was as soft and firm as I was, and her rich honey skin glowed the more I touched her. I lowered her onto the dry dirt by the fire and straddled my body over her. I reached for the sage and tossed more into the flames. The fragrant woodsmoke caressed our bodies to aid in the cleansing ritual we'd just done with our touches. I sat on top of her yoni, which was wet and only getting wetter. She looked so beautiful-I felt the same. Her eyes were glowing orange and I felt like I wanted to be inside her. I bent over, my hips in the air, and kissed her lips. She tasted like fine red wine and smelled like grapes. Our lips met and our tongues touched, and the shivers returned from my crown to my feet. She grabbed me and pulled my hips onto her body. I discovered that her pussy was as wet as mine and I didn't feel ashamed any more. I pressed harder on her and rocked to the rhythm we were creating between us. I felt drugged and light-headed from excitement. This is when I started to see images of having been with her before-so many images of loving this woman as a friend, partner and priestess. I began to let myself feel and act on this closeness. I moaned and held my head up to get some air. She moved her hands to my nipples again, and as she squeezed and fondled them, I had my first explosion, right on top of her. I came so hard I thought my heart would fall out. This energy continued to grow-I bent over to her neck and sucked her neck with my wet mouth, marking her as mine. I ached between my legs-she open her legs open more to fully connect our yonis. She smiled and moaned-I noticed a powerful violet coming from her eyes. I continued to grind on her-I felt my clit growing. "More," she demanded, as I probed deeper into her, "more!" The smell of sex was strong in the air, adding to our pleasure. I rocked her to a jolting orgasm and we both fell back onto the ground, now wetter than when we began. After catching my breath, I slid over to her and blessed every part of her body, saying, "Blessed are thy feet, ankles, knees, thighs, yoni, belly…", every part of her sexy form. She, in turn, blessed every part of my body. I smiled, feeling the power of the encounter. The level of freedom and acceptance I felt with this person was unbelievable. I wanted more, so I opened her legs and stuck my tongue straight into her opening. She arched her body and spread her arms across the ground, forming a sacred bed, an altar for our erotic worship. She allowed me to have my way with her. I glided my fingers in and out of her loving lavender-smelling pussy and kissed her all over her yoni. I inserted several fingers into her and she writhed with gasps of spoken pleasure, broken by the sensations I was sending into her body. And I knew what she was saying. Then I was seeing images of fucking her so good in our past lives that I just couldn't stop myself. I finally pulled out of her and turned her over on her belly. I proceeded to clean some of the dirt off her body, then lick her ass and spread her cheeks to smell her more. I licked her clean, and lifted her onto her knees and held her tightly. I pulled a flower from the altar and stoked the area between her pussy and butt checks. Leaving the flower between us, I pressed myself onto her backside and pumped as if I had a penis to enter her. She groaned as if I had a penis that most certainly did enter her and she yelped Yes's for me to continue. We both exploded this time-I fell back on the ground with a sigh and she laid over me and stuck her tongue deeply into my mouth without a word. I received her and held her tightly, never wanting to let go. She fucked me hard and tight, never being more than an inch or two from my yoni. She pumped and pumped on me and I felt her clit grow. I felt her psychic penis enter me as I had entered her, and she fucked me all the way to fucking rapture. We lay there, completely exhausted, for a while, then we fed each other the rest of the wine and fruit. I felt heavenly, and definitely blessed. She spoke to me of our lives together, and the things we learned from each other in each of those lives. She was happy that I found our sacred place, although over the lifetimes this spot was many things for us, it was now in close vibration with the way we most enjoyed living together. It had taken all these years of my rituals here to hold a vibration in this space for her-to make it happen here with me. She saw the portal-from and through distant lives-and could only wait for the opening was complete, and the time was right to come through and join me. I was in tears and ecstasy with all I was hearing and remembering.
We embraced and made love again to the waking sun shining through the trees. The fire was low and the scent in the air was wavering. "I must return to my time," my love expressed to me as we stood and embraced once more.
"I will always love you and be with you, my Priestess. Don't forget to be sexually wise as you honor others. Continue your work-you are almost there."
As she walked into the last bit of the shadows of the dawn left, I called to her, "What was the name I called you most?"
She looked back and smiled with Indigo eyes glaring and answered. "Goddess," and then she vanished.
I remained for a time by the embers of the fire, meditating on the memories of that night and giving thanks giving. Then I dressed and left.
See you next full moon, I said with a smile.
It was late in the day. Walking along the trail, John knew he needed to hurry because soon it would be too dark to walk. He was already starting to lose sight of the trail markings on the trees that showed him way back down the mountain.
What a beautiful day John thought, reflecting back on his hike along the Appalachian Trail, up to a spectacular view of the Seven Lakes. He'd had a good lunch and a long nap with a beautiful breeze brushing across his body as he slept.
Now it was getting late, and just above the tip of the trees John could see the many bright colors around the sun as it dimmed into darkness. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet hues encircled the sun as it began to fade and drop behind the horizon.
It became even darker, and John noticed the full moon begin to appear. He expected that in this magical moment, anything could happen. Soon it was too dark to go on, so John stopped to pull out his flashlight and have a drink of water. While sitting he heard the sound of a woman singing. He looked around and saw no one, but the singing became louder. It was beautiful to hear, and John felt drawn to the sound, but not being able to see the person who was singing concerned him. John stood and turned on his flashlight. The bright light pierced the darkness. All he could see were tree branches and leaves moving in the wind. Thank God it was a warm day, he thought, with the promise of a warm night. The singing stopped, and soon John continued his journey down to his car. As he trudged along, the singing began again as if the sound was following him. He quickened his pace, and yet he felt pulled to stop at the same time. He was so distracted by the meditative erotic-sounding melody that he dropped his flashlight. It fell onto a rock and broke apart. He stopped to try to find the flashlight when he was suddenly grabbed around his face and pulled onto the ground. He began to struggle against the body atop him. It felt like a woman and her smell enveloped him. She covered his face with a soft cloth so he couldn't see in the darkness. She continued her melody and soothed John with a voice of loving sounds. Her breath was a violet scent caressing his sense of smell.
The mystery woman began to gently touch his body, beginning at his face, then cupping his chin. The caresses moved down his chest and onto the soft bulge in his pants. She sniffed him and licked his face with her lavender tongue. She spoke to him with the same intoxicating sounds of her music.
"You've wandered into my territory," she began. "Everyone knows not to enter these grounds during the time of the full moon."
"I'm sorry," John said. "I was not aware that I had been trespassing."
"I don't believe you," the temptress said. "Why is your cock so hard if you are innocent?"
"I can't help it," he replied. "I've never been tackled by a woman like this before and your hand is there and your smell arouses me. I swear I didn't know I was on forbidden grounds."
"Too bad," she said. She rose and pulled John up with the strength of two men, guiding him along the path. John could hear sounds of other women encircling him. He was guided to a tree and pushed against it. The mystery woman had tied his hand together, and although John was concerned for his safety, his cock stayed hard.
One by one, each woman came up to him and caressed his body and licked his face or neck. Each woman had her own very special scent that almost sent him into an erotic coma. His cock began to ache for attention. His mouth watered as the women rubbed their breasts against his body. They began to undress him, exposing his body and his throbbing cock to the warm night air.
John heard the om chant building around him. The sound of om encircled him as one woman began and then another, sending continuous flows of pleasant-feeling vibrations throughout his grounded body.
Then came a screeching sound that startled everyone, and frightened John the most. "Yee yee yee yee yee, ya ya ya ya ya!" screamed someone, with enough force to end the chanting. It came from an austere-looking woman, who commanded him, "Bow down before your Goddess." He heard her steps approaching him. He heard the others as they rustled down onto the ground. John didn't think the order was for him as well, but he was forcefully shoved to the hard earth.
"Didn't you hear my command, you man?" the commanding woman asked.
"I'm sorry. I did not realize you meant me too," he replied.
"You sure are playing the innocent tonight!" she yelled at him. "You know exactly what you are doing! Now stay right there on your knees and don't move!"
He was confused, but his obvious erection remained. It was as if his dick had full knowledge of what was going to happen. As John knelt, he felt a smack on his butt and he jerked his body forward and fell. He was pulled back up and received another smack, and then another, until his butt was red and tender. Three sets of hands rubbed oil of lavender and sage all over his body. The oil was cool and relaxed his body and soothed his ass, as he stood receiving the anointing. Then one of the blessed him. She walked over to him and bent to his feet, and said " Blessed are thy feet." The words were repeated by all in the circle as the priestess kissed each foot. "Blessed are thy knees," was intoned, and repeated by the group, and his knees were kissed. "Blessed is thy sex," and as this is repeated, a wet mouth covers John lingam, holding still for a moment. His penis gets harder, and with every stretch of his begging cock he receives a long wet tongue stroke on the divine rod. "Blessed is his heart," they all say, continuing the ritual. "Blessed are his lips," and as this is repeated a sweet tongue enters Johns mouth and sucks his tongue.
"Mother, Father, Child!" This new chant begins in a low hum and slowly grows to a loud chorus all around him.
One by one, the women, each with a different scent, crawl along John's body and mark him with their teeth. All sorts of marks are left on John's body, and his level of arousal increases with the sharp sensations coming from the lips and teeth of the temptresses. Soon they come in groups and push his body around and take him together. He can no longer focus on the scent of one woman and this confusion causes his breathing to become harder and faster. His cock is sucked so hard that it begins to feel tender-he feels he may ejaculate at any moment. As if his mind was read, the Goddess pushes into his body and grabs his lingam and says, "No ejaculating, or you will be sorry. Your semen is not good enough to give to me yet."
John sucks in his breath and is pushed down onto the soft ground and is pulled by his arms and legs and spread-eagled, exposing his balls. Wet mouths pull and lick his testicles, sending fire up his spine. The pungent smell of pussy envelops his nostrils as a woman sits on his face-he enters her with his tongue. His lingam is sucked and stroked and pulled on, and oil is constantly being poured over him. Everyone enjoys the pleasures of his body. He squeezes his body tight, trying his best to hold onto his ejaculation. He begins to feel pain with the need to shoot his load. He also doesn't want the stream of sensual delights to end: one pussy, then another atop of his face, lips and more lips pulling at his cock, and now teeth nibbling his toes, and saliva dripping all over him as more women are hungry for his flesh. It seems to him that the priestesses haven't had a man in a long while.
John is flipped over again, but this time they remove the binding around his wrists, freeing his hands so that he is able to mingle with the group. He shares as much as he can, touching everyone on and around him as he lies on his belly. His body is being probed for more to be given to this hungry group. His ass is spread and a tongue pursues his opening and goes deeper into his anus. The wetness and depth of the entry sends him to another level of ecstasy. He starts to see the colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, all around him. He wishes he could open his eyes to see what was truly there. A finger enters him and he is lifted onto his knees. He is now being fed fruit-grapes, pomegranates, and oranges begin to drip from his mouth as a tongue sucks his lips. The pressing in his ass continues and John knows he is going to burst all over everything now. He screams loudly, saying, "PLEASE GODDESS-I NEED TO GIVE MYSELF TO YOU!!" John can barely breathe from the insistent groping and touching and biting and penetration all in and over him. "Please, please, please let me come-I need to so badly, Goddess!" he cries with erection bigger than he's ever experienced. The pain and pleasure is almost too much to bear.
Quickly the blindfold is removed. Standing before him is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen: long hair, wild eyes, dark silky skin, the scent of sage and lavender flowing from her, and the smell of ylang ylang. John risked a glance around him for a glimpse the other succubus's in the group.
John quickly surmised that there were about twenty women-all shapes and sizes of women, one as beautiful as the next, and the aroma of desire for his flesh and soul. He had never seen women like this before. Some of them had markings on their body and/or faces. Some had bald skulls, and glowing auras of sexual power and need. Looking at their bushes, their yonis, he saw some with mountains of hair, and some clean and hairless. Some of them had clitorises so big John swore they had to be an inch long. He couldn't stop staring and wondering which one had entered his body and which one had sat on his face. "Could I have had that big clit in my mouth?" John wondered and hoped.
"Stand up!" commanded the head Goddess. John rose quickly. He felt dizzy and almost fell as quick as he stood.
"What do you want?" asked the Goddess.
Looking puzzled John pointed to himself and asked, "What do 'I' want?"
"You wandered into our garden and participated in our ritual and gave yourself freely. Now, in order for us to let you ejaculate, you must want something."
With his mouth open wide, he said, "Well, could I make love to you?"
Gasps and sounds of shock told John quickly that that was not an option and that there might be trouble for even asking. The Goddess walked up to him slowly and peered into his eyes, going deep into his soul. He felt she saw everything in him. He was left with nothing hidden when she walked away.
The Goddess approached him where he leaned, breathless, against a tree, and motioned for him to come closer. When he moved towards her she smacked the hell out of his face, then grabbed his neck and forced her tongue into his mouth. While kissing, she pushed him back against the tree. The other priestesses started to move toward them. The Goddess pulled from John and yelled, "NO! Stay back, watch, and hold the circle. Afterwards take me to the river."
One of the priestesses called out, "Great Goddess, you have not had a human man inside of your womb for a very long time. You might kill him with your yoni!"
"That is his problem!" shouted the Goddess. "This is for healing, this is for life!"
John was shocked by what he heard, but that did not deter him or his cock. The kissing began again. This time the breathing was more than just sharing-all the breaths were becoming one within the Goddess. He clearly saw the colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. Hot sensations moved along his spine, and he felt more alive than he ever had embracing a woman's body. The Goddess lifted her right leg up and opened wide. She took John's long cock and said to him, "I," with her eyes wide and wet mouth, "I honor your cock and your warrior soul. Enter my temple and fuck me hard." With that order John pounded his cock into her Goddess temple. The wet silky walls of her insides helped him easily enter her pussy deeply. As he slammed her, her pussy grew wetter, and John felt his dick become even bigger. "Oh Goddess, oh Goddess!" John called to her. He began feeling her whole body-caressing her back and face, touching and stroking her long hair, and feeling that round ample ass. He picked her up and spread her legs apart. Propping her up against the tree and gripping her ass harder, he fucked her even deeper. His groans became louder, and her moans told him of the pleasure he was giving her. He couldn't believe that not too long ago he was about to spew his come all over the place. Now he was inside a beautiful temple, a holy woman's yoni, and he could last as long as she needed him. The pleasure he was giving her made him feel so good and powerful. He actually felt himself growing taller with this power. He felt a pulling sensation within his body, and quickly looked around to see if he really had grown taller-in fact John was much more statuesque, and so was his Goddess. They were beginning to tower over everyone. The cheers from the crowed below let him know he wasn't imagining this at all. He was growing taller and his Goddess was growing too.
"How is this happening?" he asked the Goddess.
"We are a part of everything," she told him, "and when we experience loving intercourse this way, connecting at the soul level, your divine consciousness expands and evolves. Then you are able to share with everything around you in your world." John's dick grew larger with the comprehension of her words.
As he could now see into this Goddess, he began to share her knowledge, and to know her soul. She told him to let her down. She pulled his lingam from her temple and turned around to embrace the top of the tree, which was at the level of her arms. They both had grown so tall that they were at the height of a twenty-foot tree. She looked at him and said, "I want you to enter my ass." John then bent down onto one knee and spread open her buttocks to smell her there. The scent was delightful-he thanked God for the opportunity to be lost in the Goddess. He licked her and made her ass ready for his enormous cock. He stood up and gently stroked the tip of his dick next to her waiting ass hole-his dripping cock slid into her easily. They groaned together as he rode her ass all the way to the heights of ecstasy. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" yelled the Goddess. "I am yours- take me all the way!"
He rode her and rode her, and melted into her body. He was lost inside her, and never wanted to be found. He belonged with her, and their bodies knew it-and now their souls did too. "Fuck me more! Give it to me more-give me your offering, your divine gift of life in my ass."
"Yes, Goddess, you deserve it! You found me and took me into your power and you made me yours. Now I will make you mine. I will fuck you into my body!" John fucked his Goddess, biting her neck and pulling at her hair. She loved it, and she needed it. "I will give it to you now Goddess!" he screamed.
"Yes," she agreed, "yes!" Pounding deeper and deeper into her ass, John screamed and gripped her breasts as he spurted his seminal juices into her sweet ass. He came so much he flooded her ass-some of his semen spilled out of her ass onto the ground, and onto the priestesses looking in awe from below. They were delighted and thankful to slurp up his come as it rained down from the sky.
John never left the Garden of the Goddess, and the two of them most certainly lived happily ever after.
Goddess Blessings
