March 2024 – Audio version
My Inner Goddess lost the first battle but rose on her magnificent wings and decidedly won the second against the Dream Lord.
My intimate inconvenience was drawing to an end, and I was marginally anemic; my energy stores were meager at best. The sun had only just set when I fell asleep on Jack’s toasty, solid chest, a show flickering at the foot of the bed. Time was inconsequential until tingles in my left arm grew to sharp needle pricks, causing me to stir and change positions.
Groggily, I rolled away from his recumbent frame onto my right, snuggling my plump body pillow the length of my figure and wiggling my derrière against Jack’s hip for comfort. His right arm pulled me close, cinching me alongside him. I sighed in sublime bliss and reached my hand back to stroke his thigh. Only in my sleepy clumsiness I overshot, my fingers brushing over his loins. Well, that would do, too! Besides, I had been rather neglectful of him due to my intimate inconvenience and living an hour apart.
Despite the heavy blanket of drowsiness, my fingers fondled and caressed his languorous jewels and glory. Jack groaned softly, and his glory stiffened slightly. Rising like a firey phoenix through the fog of sleep, my Inner Goddess became purposeful with her ministrations. Meanwhile, my cheek settled a little deeper into the down of my fluffy pillow, my eyelids so, so heavy as I drifted down the layers of sleep once more.
“Ohhh no, you don’t!!” Cried my Inner Goddess. Having ascended, she was mutinous and single-minded in her lurid mission.
“You’re going to have to call for backup,” I mumbled. “I’m virtually asleep again, and I’m not prepared…or…aroused…there.”
My Inner Goddess smirked villainously. She had no qualms about transforming me into her puppet. One limp arm extended northward to the high headboard where my bullet vibrator lay neatly hidden. Maybe if I started with my pleasure, I could awaken enough and charm Jack into joining me. If the expanding granite clasped in my fingers were any indication, he would require very little seduction.
“What are you doing?” Jack chuckled, kissing my forehead.
I straightened on my back, draping my left leg over his thigh as I spread myself, exposing my apex under the sheets. I nuzzled my cheek in the crook of his shoulder and pectoral—my special place. I held the tiny vibrator over my dormant pearl, my left hand deliberately stroking his glory in my right.
“Mmmm…absolutely nothing,” I responded coyly. “Just going back to sleep.” Another deep chuckle followed a second kiss, even as he groaned and angled his hips a bit more in my direction.
His broad hands enveloped and massaged my breasts. They felt cool in his charged embrace and responded quickly, my nipples climbing to his caress like tiny plants reaching for the sun’s favor. It was my turn to moan as the heat between my legs flowered, tendrils of pleasure working northward to entwine with the pleasure blossoming and spreading southward from my breasts. I shuttered as the vines tightened, restricting my breath and constraining my muscles. My jaw clenched, and I upped the intensity of my vibrator.
The flowers of my pleasure burst into living flames, and I writhed at the scorching magnitude. Jack added to the torrid by rising onto his elbow, tongue tasting and lapping the full extent of my breast and areola, nose buried in the ample mounds. I held my breath in fervid absorption, mind flitting through explicit evocations. My back arched under the zealous oral adoration, and I pressed the vibrator one last time.
The blaze incinerated my Inner Goddess, orgasmic flames searing my nerves, my skin bubbling as it boiled. Jack persisted, lips sealed around one breast, hand mauling the second, accelerating the violence. Unable to contain myself, I detonated in glorious splendor. My throat opened as I screamed my rupturing release. Invisible sparks sprayed around me, and still, I shook and quivered under the raging dual attack of my Inner Goddess and Jack’s ministrations.
The fire smoldered within me until I was almost reduced to sifting ash. Almost. After all, my Inner Goddess was only partially sated.
Selecting individual silver strands of moonlight, the Moon Goddess plaited a salacious net, casting her enchantment over us. Caught in her web, a carnal mist fell over the room. All thoughts and feelings of sleep were banished, our eyes and bodies glazed in a lecherous, animalistic fever. My coals reignited, bathing us in unrighteous flames.
Biting my lip, I returned my vibrator to its hidden nest, glowing eyes locked on Jack’s stalwart body as he moved unbidden atop me. Torched at the sight and settling weight, I spread my thighs as my arms pulled him into position. Without aid from either of us, Jack pierced my silken curtains, eliciting a shriek as his ridged crown inflamed my once sluggish inner jewel. Nails bit, hooking his shoulders as he mercilessly pummelled my diminutive frame. Desire raged.
We tore at each other with beastly fury. My ankles were on his shoulders, and my form was bent clean in half. I flared red-hot once more, burying my shrieking voice in the feathered pillow. Aflame, our bodies sweltered in the inferno fanned by the aggressive assault of Jack’s impossible hips. Fire whipped through my muscles, my orgasms boundless and eternal. I wrapped My Love in an infinite grip, legs, and arms fusing to his body. Together, we perished in the vast conflagration of our blistering souls.
Cinders in our bodies’ shape lay as the coals glowed with an incandescent light. Languidly, air trickled into our lungs, inflating our collapsed organs by sluggish degrees. My Inner Goddess, sapped, beamed happily in the lavish afterglow. While our intimacy was ever devitalizing, it was beyond invigorating to occasionally fall under the hypnotic control of the Moon Goddess and capitulate to our base material lust. Together, we had given in to our fleshly needs and kindled our souls in divine union.
My flames and Inner Goddess were at last quenched and sated. I gathered my extinguished form, rolled onto my far side, and softened around my body pillow with a great sigh. The Sleep Lord had been long-suffering in his patience, but he would wait no more, glittering sand trickling from his fingers as he neared. My weary form welcomed him as a friend. Jack encased me in his love, limbs intertwining as he pressed his torse, spooning my curled spine. Devilishly, I wiggled my derrière, burrowing my cheeks in his Adonis Belt…just to clarify I wasn’t tapping out.
Until next time, XO. Elsie
Year of the Inner Goddess 