September 2023 – Audio Version

The Moon Goddess had waltzed in the midnight heavens only a handful of nights. Yet time is a fickle spirit between lovers. Minutes become weeks, and hours dissolve into months. Our period apart could have been a hundred years, so unique and unexpected was the yearning. 

Jack greeted me at the door with kisses that raised me onto my tiptoes and, in the furnace of his desire, melted away the world. My arms wrapped around his neck as I pulled him, melding my body into his – our breath, becoming one. With a soft growl, I was hoisted into his arms and conveyed to the bedroom. My Inner Goddess giggled in glee. She adores being picked up, especially within mere seconds of our arrival. 

Our lips were still locked together. Jack wavered, not settling me on the comforter neatly spread over his bed. He simply cradled me to his chest, our kisses impossibly deepening. At that moment, I sensed he genuinely missed me. All of me. Jack desired me sexually; the thickening pressure between us assured my Inner Goddess of that fact. The tender delay was distinct—an unintentional time set aside and hallowed. The memory holds a special place in my mind. In that fleeting space, I felt longed for and seen on a level I had not experienced in nearly a lifetime. Sex was urged to wait. In the lengthening moment, forehead to forehead, it was not about “getting to the good stuff.” It was souls connecting and merging on an inexpressible level. Being. Just being in the mysterious cosmos that is called life.  

Once situated on the plump surface of the bed, our clothes were quickly discarded on the maple floorboards. We made passionate, desperate love not once but twice, with only a cursory interlude between our unions—time to catch our breath and slow our heart rates. Jack was a fervent, artful paramour with the vigor of a stallion. I cried my pleasure to the heavens, and the bed was worked halfway across the room until we lay gasping and quivering in exhausted delight. My Inner Goddess was left a melted puddle of happiness in her chaise. Nonetheless, those precious seconds, captivated in his arms beside the bed, heads together, my legs wrapped around his hips, hold a revered chamber in my heart. 

_____________________________________________

I am in a dream within a dream—a kaleidoscope of swirling colors and cries of sexual pleasure surround me. Under the cape of the Moon Goddess, the shadows of gods and goddesses move and shift around me. Jack’s naked form is hovering above me, silhouetted in the cerulean light as he kisses up the side of my neck. Goddesses embrace me, fingers soothing the sapphire curls from my temples before they bring their honeyed lips to mine. The dream is erotic and hedonistic in every possible way as I return their kisses. My Inner Goddess moans as I arch my hips to feel the heat of Jack’s naked body. I had teased and flirted with Jack all evening, and his broad, responsive grin made me blush to my very roots. Now, he claims me first with the ardent devotion of his lips and then with his whole body for all of Olympus to witness until my exclamations fill the hallowed halls. My Inner Goddess swoons. I am drunk on stardust and euphoria. 

_____________________________________________

I awaken and find myself heavily spooned by Jack’s weight. My Inner Goddess recognizes the slickness against my back and bemoans waking up so late. I make it up to her by arching my head back and nearly inhaling Jack in my good morning kisses. His arms tighten about my body as he plants butterfly kisses on my neck and exposed shoulder. With a moan, I push my hips into him. Still spooning and half asleep, we take our time, bodies undulating together, allowing the tension to build in the soft glow of a new day. There are no witnesses to our passion, but none are needed. To us, there is no world outside of the four walls of his bedroom. 

With a bit of slipping and adjustment, Jack penetrates my aching slit while my pillow absorbs my cry of delight. Our bodies continued our kinetic seduction in this new position, rocking back and forth. Jack’s hands caressed and adored every available inch of my wakening body. My Inner Goddes could have stayed in the intimacy of his arms and the strength of his prestigious glory until the sun withdrew with a bow of his head and the moon took her cherished place in the heavens. 

On inclination, Jack rose, flipping me onto my stomach, my hips slightly raised against his thighs. In the process, he slipped from my oiled body. My Inner Goddess grinned as Jack and I scrambled to rectify the situation. Neither of us wanted to be apart for another second. He began to work our bodies, the zeal ever increasing. Jack’s fingers curled and tightened around my hip bones, prompting my mind to explode into the stratosphere long before my body began to crest the orgasmic waves rushing through me.

I endeavored to memorize every alluring detail of our intimate morning. The power as I surged into the pressure of his penetration, the jiggle and bounce of my rounded peaches from each impact, my face compressed against the mattress, inhaling the scent of the freshly laundered sheets, and the swelling vigor of Jack’s impending eruption. I could feel his energy intensifying, overwhelming my Inner Goddess and driving her into a manic frenzy of glee until we crumpled, utterly drained onto the soft comforter. Well, at least momentarily exhausted.   

Jack not only excelled at taking me to the brink of the universe, often leaving me in a near comatose state from the ardor and vigor of our intimacy, but he excelled in lavish aftercare. No matter how depleted or out of breath, he never failed to open his arms in invitation. That morning, I gathered the last grains of energy and inched my way until my cheek rested on his chiseled chest, my hand limp on his washboard abs. I cooed as he tilted his face in my direction, planting a faint kiss on the hallowed point on my forehead. I draped my leg over him, pulling my weak body ever closer as my lashes fluttered closed once more. Safe and contented.    

_____________________________________________

The cool waterfall merrily gushed as it flowed over my sapphire hair and laughingly splashed over my immobile body. It had been a sublime day with Jack – the wind playing with my hair, the sun skimming my skin, while an enormous smile seemed permanently pasted to my face. In the best way, my cheeks ached from grinning. In the waning afternoon light, my pip and zest were beginning to dwindle away. My muscles were aching, my eyelids were heavy, and sleep demanded my attention. Foremost was the siren call of the small waterfall, offering its invigorating refreshment to my sapped but happy body. 

Jack joined me under the waterfall. I watched, captivated, as the water droplets ran in rivulets over his tanned and bronzed skin. Like me, the water beads seemed to want to explore and roll over every inch of his body. A wet kiss quickly diverted my study of the trickling water. It started slow, more just a hello kiss; however, my responding embrace sparked something between us. I kissed him again and then once more. My Inner Goddess became vaguely aware of Jack’s hands running the length of our waist, and I took a step closer to his naked body. 

The spark was all the tinder our hearts required. Exhaustion and muscle pain evaporated into mist. Balancing my left toe tips on a bit of raised stone, I guided Jack’s protected and prominent glory to my wanton slit, sliding down his length until he was fully sheathed within me. I cried out, my fingers curling around his shoulder blades, barely restraining myself from clawing his sunkissed skin in the fierce orgasmic swell. I swung my hips against him, gliding on his bulging glory. The tiny cove, splashing waterfall, his muscular body wanting me. It was almost too much for my Inner Goddess, her cries of pleasure piercing beyond our shelter.

After a few minutes, I drew back, mopping the water from my face. The position, our chests pressed together, my left leg raised on the rock for support, contrived to fuel my desire. Even so, my Inner Goddess knew we could do better. She wanted to give Jack a vision he would (hopefully) not soon forget. I turned away from him, reaching for an outcropping of stone while bending at a 90° angle, displaying my assets for his amorous consideration.

It worked! Entranced, Jack grabbed my waist with one hand, the other gently but forcefully returning his hot-blooded glory to me. The waterfall poured over us, splashing and falling in great raindrops. My heavy breasts swayed in pendulous time to our motion as water drip, drip, dripped from my nipples. Amid my euphoria, I imagined what Jack must look like behind me – water cascading over his broad shoulders to spill over his sculpted pecs and down his lean abdomen and continuing to flow along his clenched buttocks, sinewy thighs to pool at his feet. My Inner Goddess quivered and exploded at the mental image while my fingers clung to the rock, bracing against the vigorous onslaught behind me. Gods, we must have been a sight to behold! 

After one particularly explosive orgasm, the spasming muscles of my slit forced his pulsing glory from me. My chest was heaving, and weariness was starting to creep its way back into my muscles. Regardless, my Inner Goddess had one more card she wanted to play. Dipping to my knees, I spun around – his eager glory just an inch from my face. I swirled my long tongue around his swollen head with devilish delight. Relaxing my throat, I wrapped one hand around his distended prominence while my opposite arm wrapped around his outer thigh to grip his buttock as I unsuccessfully attempted to swallow every magnificent inch. 

Water poured over my face as I struggled to breathe through my nose. Notwithstanding, I would not be dissuaded from my mission. My head bobbed, and my hand squeezed as it slid back and forth while I pulled his body ever closer. The only warning came in the form of his fingertips slightly tightening as his hands rested on my shoulders. His orgasm hit the back of my throat with high velocity, catching me somewhat off-guard yet adding a sweet swirl to the water. My right hand stilled, the other soothing the heavy jewels resting snuggly against his body. My Inner Goddess smugly licked her lips as Jack’s entire body gave one final shudder. 

The waterfall still happily streamed down my face. Blindly, I released his ebbing glory and reached for the outcropping where I had disposed of my towel. Patting my face dry, I turned to catch his beaming face gazing down at me. I twinkled back as he helped me to my feet and pulled me into his strong arms. Jack’s presence had bolstered me, taking me from fatigued to aroused and electrified in mere seconds. He certainly held a powerful sway over my Inner Goddess, and she was rather dazzled by it. 

Until next time, XO. Elsie