April 2023 – Audio Version
I arrived tired but satisfied. I willingly followed them to their room and collapsed in the sweet comfort of their bodies. Wrapped in the arms of Venus, sleep claimed me almost instantly.
Thick fingers were buried in my goddess, my hips undulating against them. It must have been close to 3 AM, my mind thick with the fog of deep sleep. I sighed and moaned against the pressure, but something was not right. My usually moist and eager goddess was arid, my need and Inner Goddess unable to rouse the necessary fluid for our orgasm. So we waited, moving to the rhythm within us and behind us, calling on the nectar. Nothing.
“I’m sorry – I’m too dry. I can’t come.” I whispered in the darkness. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He kissed my cheek reassuringly and pulled me into his chest.
Black curtains of sleep swept my mind as I heard my Inner Goddess whimper, “Are we broken?”
Lazily, I shifted up through the layers of sleep. I peeked a glance, I was facing Venus, and she was smiling at me. I returned her smile and closed my eyes. Her Love came and nestled behind me. There is something intrinsically extraordinary about being the little spoon.
Gradually, he began to move his naked form against me, and I alternated between pushing back and holding steady. The head of his erect glory pressed against my peachy cheeks. We moved like this for some time, with no hurry or agenda. It was a lazy morning, after all. The slow rocking of our bodies continued. I began to feel his eagerness glossing my skin, and much to my relief, my goddess began to moisten.
“See?” I turned to my Inner Goddess. “Not broken, just tired.”
She pouted. “But when was the last time we weren’t ready?”
I sighed, “It’s been a busy week with our new job. We are probably dehydrated.” I continued, “Besides, don’t you want to focus on what’s happening right now?” She huffed and rolled her eyes.
Focus was required because he began to move between the slit of my peaches. Slowly, back and forth, back and forth, he used my body for his pleasure. His slick wetness made my Inner Goddess moan. If only every morning should begin with slow, sensual arousal.
He began to push deeper, and I froze, wondering where his movements were going. Back and forth. Each time a little deeper. I started to hold my breath. I was curious to know if he knew his position and how close he was to my star. Back and forth, back and forth, the moisture was increasing with every stroke. I needed to ask, but I also didn’t want the incredible feeling to end. Back and forth, a little deeper, until he was just there, pressing into my hidden star.
My eyes opened wide, but he retreated. I sighed, but he returned the next second, pressing even deeper. I felt no pain. My previous experiences with my star have been varied and not something I have pursued in well over a year. Back and forth, each time a little deeper. I softly moaned into Venus as he guided his glory closer to unfamiliar territory.
With a firm thrust, he had breached and glided in. “Ohh…my…” Was my Inner Goddess’ response as we moaned, both surprised by the smoothness and lack of pain. Yes, we wanted this, but…
I arched my head back to him, “Do you know where you are?” I unnecessarily whispered.
“Yeah, I know.” He responded as if it was the silliest of questions. I shrugged. If he was comfortable with his position, then I would enjoy myself.
Our hips flowed, and I groaned in unexpected pleasure. Back and forth, growing deeper with each thrust, and still, I felt no pain. Instead, I felt the dampness between my legs growing, and my goddess yearned for her turn. I pressed my face into the mattress, murmuring as I angled my hips more for his infiltration.
Pulling back, he turned for a foil, and I sighed, running my hands over my breasts and midriff as I came to terms with this new action. Then, placing my ankles on either side of his neck, he drove into my goddess as I lifted my hips to open up to him. “Mmm,” I moaned. He was close, and he wanted this. My Inner Goddess spread her wings as he rode us, my fingers caressing Venus as the orgasms rolled and grew in intensity with every thrust.
I felt Venus run her fingers over my body, and my Inner Goddess grinned at her closeness, the sleepy warmth of her body. My attention was pulled away from Venus as Her Love’s onslaught reached a furious peak, and I realized he was cumming, but then again, so was my next orgasm. With one last penetrating thrust, he withdrew, pulling the protection, and with a gasp, his hot need sprayed the eager skin of my belly.
Chuckling, we fell back onto the bed next to Venus. She retrieved some wipes, handing them to me—the coolness refreshing against my damp skin. Then, taking the cloth from my limp hand, Venus gently whisked away the bit I had missed in the curve of my hip.
Mornings are meant for cuddles and lots of sex, and we planned to take full advantage of this adage. I admired the shimmering morning light as it played against the soft skin of Venus’ hip, the arm she had spread over my body, and how it caught and ignited the color of her hair. Peace descended on the room as we cuddled, our legs intertwined. Other than the gentle thump of our hearts, the soft whir of the air conditioning was the only sound in the room.
Her Love rose, leaving us to cuddle and chat in the quiet bliss of our shared morning. Her Love served pastrami and egg breakfast sandwiches with coffee and tea in bed. Delicious. I did not realize how hungry I was and devoured the entire sandwich. More cuddles followed. My eyes felt heavy, and I wondered if I would sleep more.
Her Love reached over me, moving his hands between Venus’ legs. I grinned, rolled on my left, and began slowly, sensually kissing her. As her need rose, I leaned back and admired her face. Her soft moans and cries were so ladylike compared to mine. I watched how she bit her bottom right lip before clenching her jaw as her neck arched and her eyes rolled back. My fingers continued brushing her skin, but my attention was wholly taken with the splendor of her orgasms. Finally, her Love released her, and Venus collapsed back into the pillow with a contented sigh.
Her Love removed the rosebud vibrator, and I cocked an eyebrow. How had I not heard it? It had been so silent beneath the covers!
Catching my gaze, “Oh, you’re next!” He stated firmly, turning to me.
“Maybe I don’t want to!” I brattily retorted and turned my back to him as I leaned over and focused on kissing Venus, who chuckled at our exchange.
Reaching under me, he nimbly placed the vibrator between my legs and slipped it on my goddess. I tried to ignore the vibrations, my Inner Goddess urging my body to hold out and not give in to Her Love’s demands. It was a losing battle, and we flipped onto our back.
“Okay, I’m only turning over because I want to, not because you want me to!” I sassed.
“Huh, sure.” He growled, placing the rose on my now needy pearl.
The explosive power hit me with an incredible force before I was quite ready, and I attempted to levitate away, but he held me down with a firm hand allowing multiple orgasms to run their course. Finally, panting, I relaxed, trying to pull rational thought back into focus. I was not given the opportunity as his fingers, clutching something, returned, I thought to my goddess, but he moved lower. Something firm brushed my star, and I paused, slightly uneasy.
He took his time, slowly swirling at the entrance of my star and gradually inserting the foreign object as I encouraged my body to relax until the plug was fully inserted. Finally, I breathed. The feeling was a bearable burning that eased as my muscles relaxed. Her Love didn’t stop there; something firm was slipped into my goddess. I arched my back at the astounding fullness of my sexuality. He positioned my hand and the rose vibrator back over my pearl.
Ohhhh, the exquisite feelings that captivated every fiber of my being! The fullness of my star and goddess.
The vibration against my pearl from the rose. His hands thumped against my skin as he moved the implement back and forth within me, allowing it to rhythmically flow over my G-spot. The electricity from the sensual caress as Venus drug her fingers over my skin sent my mind into orbit. I took my time, allowing this unique experience to be felt and enjoyed for as long as possible. I stilled his hand when he began moving the implement in my goddess faster.
“Slow…slow…” I breathed, and Her Love resumed his unhurried cadence.
Dear reader, I wish there was a way to share this experience with you. For you to feel the wave as it pulled back from my body like the waters leaving the shore in advance of the Tsunami before it hurled itself forward, obliviating all other orgasms in its wake. Emotions and feelings surged and swelled within me. I was no longer a person, simply an eternal soul swirling through an endless universe. A second orgasm circled and heaved through my body. Although not as intense as the first, I was crying to the heavens until I was released and left quivering in the arms of Venus.
More cuddles. Once more, I drowsily mused on sleep, wondering if I had time to rest in their embrace before returning to my home. Conversation flitted between us: childhood memories, movies, and more.
Her Love rose, rounding to her side of the bed. My eyes were sealed but flickered open at the whomping vibration of a Wand vibrator. Lifting my head, I noted he had placed it on Venus. Her head and neck were already arched at her incoming orgasm. I smiled and raised an eyebrow teasingly, admiring Her Love’s insatiable sexuality. Not that either of us was complaining. Her cries of ecstasy rose above the Wand’s rumble and filled the room. He handed me the Wand, but my angle was off, and I worried I would hurt or interrupt her pleasure and returned the Wand to his waiting palm. My fingers never left her body, and I lightly kissed her skin, watching their interaction. The way she looked at him as her orgasms ebbed, the intense connection in his eyes as he returned her gaze, his hands never left her body.
I smiled as we cuddled once more. It, indeed, was a morning for cuddles and lots and lots of sex. But homework tugged at the corners of my mind, and I rose to refresh myself and slipped into my olive green joggers.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He questioned, stepping out of the closet. At my answer, he replied, “That’s too bad. I was about to restrain you with this.” Holding up the restraints from my inspection. I wavered as my Inner Goddess, formerly resigned to adulting, because jumping up and down, begging to play.
“Just one more time!!” She begged. “And then we can do all the homework you want! Please don’t make us go home now!” It was like fighting with a needy and petulant toddler! I was a toddler! I wavered and allowed him to guide me to the foot of the bed as Venus chided him about respecting my time.
“I know. I don’t hear her saying no.” Her Love turned to me. “Are you saying no?”
I shook my head, and my Inner Goddess clapped her hands jubilantly. I sighed. What was I going to do with myself? He leaned down and released my legs from the captivity of my joggers.
He bent me at a 90’ angle over the foot of the bed, pulling and crossing my arms behind my back. I groaned; why did I want this so badly? Then, restraining my wrists with one hand, he guided his erect glory between my cheeks, letting it slide up and down, a copy of the morning’s earlier caper. However, the teasing was shorter this time as he guided his firm glory not to my goddess as I expected but, just as with the morning, to my star. I had just removed the plug only moments before, an action he must have guessed, and I was ready for him. Still, he was more significant than the plug and stretched me, the burning returning but still bearable.
His thrusts were careful but solid and driven. I took turns moaning and groaning as I bit the comforter, deeply inhaling the fresh laundry scent. After a time, Venus moved from her repose at the head of the bed and moved down to my head, brushing the damp hair from my cheek and brow. I grinned at her touch while crying out a particularly intense yet pleasurable thrust.
“Come here.” He commanded. Uncrossing my arms, I wordlessly obeyed. He reclined on a nearby couch and bid me to mount his freshly protected erection. It was my Inner Goddess’ turn to be insatiable. I lowered my goddess onto him, slightly protesting about my soreness from earlier. My Inner Goddess rolled her eyes at my “weakness.”
Venus gazed at us from the bed, the comforter flowing up over her hips and just covering her breasts to shield them from the cold embrace of the AC unit. I flowed and worked my hips over him, his hands lightly resting on my thighs. It felt wondrous to have my goddess filled once more. I undulated, seesawing between faster and slower movements as my body requested. I was unsure if I could come once more. My goddess and pearl were feeling slightly swollen from our endeavors, and my responsibilities continued to knock at the door of my mind.
“Just one more?” My Inner Goddess looked at me, her eyes giant pools of puppy dog pleading.
“Last one, and we go home.” My inner Goddess nodded enthusiastically, and we began to move more purposefully, seeking to experience one last orgasm from the mighty man beneath us. But instead, we found not one but two orgasms to dance through our body. Slower, gentler, but still incredible as we rose and fell into this new position.
My pulsing orgasms were just beginning to ease. My eyes were still closed, and my chin tilted high when Her Love shifted beneath me. Then, in a single, gigantic move, he rose from the couch. His arms encased me as I wrapped my petite legs around his body for support. I looked at him, startled and ravenously turned on as he walked to the edge of the bed!
“Aren’t you glad you listened to me?!?!?” Chortled my Inner Goddess, who was radiant with giddiness. I didn’t have time to answer as he deposited me on the bed, spread my legs, and thrust into me. I heard Venus chuckle, but I was too busy clinging to him as he brought me to orgasm from his furious assault. I lost myself as my fingers dug into his arms for support. I felt it coming. His pleasure was swelling, and there was no stopping him. His pace quickened as he pushed deeper and deeper. I came with him as his orgasm pierced the moment, and with a slight cry, he fell forward. I kissed his panting cheek and bid him join us on the bed as I scooted near to Venus.
I chuckled as I found myself nestled between their naked bodies for the third time, wishing for a lengthy nap buried in their embrace. I sighed, allowing the afterglow to wash over us as their hands reached for each other and their arms intertwined above me. After a time, I reluctantly rose. My muscles objected, but adulting could not be put off any longer, and I dressed under the watchful gaze of Venus and Her Love.
I protested, but they would not hear of it. Rising, they walked me to the front door with sweet goodbye caresses. Buckled in my car, I charted my route home, their last kisses still warm on my lips.
Until next time, XO – Elsie
Year of the Inner Goddess 