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I love this part, I can literally feel there souls intertwining and becoming one with each other. It’s an amazing read
I’m transfixed in every word. The anticipation of what’s next is like nothing I’ve felt before. I lay here in a state of euforia
Aww thank you Paul!! It’s very inspiring to keep writing when one gets such a response.. I always wondered why actors on stage can’t stay away from the adulation.. I think it sustains them because creativity is draining/isolating and always makes one wonder if one is living in a dream world so it’s wonderful to be reminded that just like the characters in the story being connected to others magnifies our own individual energy..
Awww Aww again .. thank you Deron.. truly inspiring .. making one want to create more and more 🙂 until one is told that it’s too much! Just stop 🙂
I want you to create more and more. Once you get those creative juices going, there’s no stopping. I’m glad I could be a small part of the inspiration for you to continue on your journey
Continued from Previous Ritual Bathing 🌊🌊🌊🌊
An Inner Journey
🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋A feather light touch of a wing .like a whisper heard across eons through mists of time, a tinge of awakening, a spark and a swirl like a key unwinding… he hears her saying “stay in the awareness”…so he lets it all go .. body, space/time awareness. Suddenly he senses and sees “himself” light, floating, flying.. through space and time, high like an eagle.. seeing himself and her below in the glade.. a birds eye view soaring above the horse shoe shaped falls, the snow-capped mountains, the island.. but then he’s still moving, seeing scenes pass of his life events/memories, his constant inner quest, with an underlying sense that he’s always been searching/yearning for an answer to the purpose of life. Seeing the past through a new perspective from within but now with the clouds shifting…with the keenness of inner perception .. he realizes that the answers were always within himself in his consciousness while his search had always been focused outside. Scenes of failed relationships, partying, extremes he had subjected his body and mind to, had all been a reaction to not being whole inside. The cycle was always self fulfilling and self feeding.. reacting vs. knowing.
The sense of self shifts, now a woman..he realizes he’s seeing something “new”. “A new birth” goddess whispers.. a beautiful girl..soft.. protected., growing into womanhood.. looking for love. Finally “seeing” and experiencing the soul/body of a woman.. trials and tribulations, the patience, the kindness. The knowing of womanhood so deep like a lived experience.. knowledge gained can never be lost! Half man, half woman what a perspective! Is he lost .. where is he now .. then he hears the beat..the thrum from the present and he moves forward on the journey inside. Ages seem to pass in his minds eye as he sees worlds he had only previously heard about.
“Move to the heart of the matter go deep to the beginning of it all” “Arrghh all ever I wanted was milk” He resists and she says “this is so you can see the origin of milk” He’s not convinced .. he reaches for the closet physical need that always centers him .. he needs to suckle her .. to ground himself .. he pulls her breasts out .. licks the nipples and closes his mouth around the breast, holding tightly to the other breast tugging on the other tit! “That’s what I need, “now honey” he purrs .. “just let it all down for me!! I need sustenance for the long journey.. starving.. come to me… mmmm “!!! Her nipples unfurl.. like a churning .. a deep need that is swirling .. the milk drips into his mouth as he latches long and tight !! He feeds for hours .. like a dry and thirsty camel .. He keeps switching from breast to breast draining and filling each one before he drains the other.. “There go all of the spiritual lessons I thought to impart” Goddess moans .. “He’s still insatiable” she murmurs running her fingers lovingly through his hair and ears ..
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Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, it does. So descriptive. I’m picturing myself in his place and the warm feeling I’ve been missing has me reminiscing of past experiences. Making me want it even more now. This truly is a work of art Breastie.
Dreamy Lost Youth 🌌🌌🌌🌄
As he suckled his mind calmed and he drifted off into sleep. He would nibble and relax and then long buried sensations /deep memories would surface as he kept suckling.. He saw himself a 14 year old youth full of dreams and looking forward to life. A sweet memory surfaced of himself in school uniform chatting with his friend as they were walking towards the school entrance from the bus stop. He remembered that his friend, who was a few years older than him, was uncommonly handsome, and that he was in awe of him. Being handsome but still kind, his friend had befriended an awkward shy boy and chatted with him about simple things, usually one or two sentences at most, but always in a kind and soothing manner. More than anything it was the feeling of pride that his friend chose him over other boys his age because he at times called out his name and caught up to him to walk together.
He never understood why but felt happy that he was the chosen companion . For many years afterwards, he had subconsciously missed his friend .. those little chats were the highlight of his school day and set the mood for the day ahead. Sometimes, they would pass other boys playing and watched them play together.
Tears welled up because that friendship ended when his friend said that their family was moving away and that he was leaving school. A very sobering memory indeed. Walking to the school entrance was never the same afterwards…
So many sensations surfaced all of them of times when he was most present in his body, unexpected memories resurfacing like little notches that had unknowingly left imprints on his soul. Another memory was of himself playing with a friend/neighbor.
Our hero was a quiet, sensitive child, who was used to bottling up lot of thoughts and emotions, trying hard to deal with them himself. In a new school trying to fit in.. dealing with adolescence and the changes it wrought in mind and body. His mom was a kind old soul and his father loving, responsible and caring. Both loved each other and their family but they really didn’t know much about how to hug or talk about feelings or love. In those days without internet and other social tools, kids didn’t have a lot of information and he didn’t have the social skills to gather or pick it up from others. In that way lost in his own world, change often took him unawares and he generally coped with it by isolating himself and being alone, unable to express his fear, sadness or loss.
He still was a loner in many ways but now he had found his anchor .. his goddess. A thought flickers in his consciousness, “Why am I having these sensations right now” he thinks.. Goddess answers .. “Its because we store pain and joy in our emotional body as sensations and they usually emerge and get cleansed only when we feel our body/soul’s energy from deep within” He asks “Why is it important to let go”? She answers “It’s important to let go of the past because these are chains that bind us unknowingly resulting in repetitive behavioral patterns/pain which is fed by the ego/self image body. By letting go we create completely anew in the present moment without any shadows of the past. We also learn to live in the present moment which is like its name .. a gift!!”.
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I know I’ve said it before but it really is getting better and better. I’m on the edge of my seat. I’m excited, it’s intoxicating
I’m very happy. I don’t have the vocabulary to fully express my appreciation and love for it. It grows inside me with every new chapter
You’re the goddess in the story that you’re describing aren’t you? 😜😛🥰
Happy Go Lucky Romeo 😈😈😈😈😈
Whistles, beer, bras flying, dancing on tables. She’s wearing skin tight teeny weenie clothes with lots of cleavage and looking at him like she could eat him up whole.
Sexiest guy on campus, with a motorcycle, black leather jacket shirt half unbuttoned..devil may care attitude. A voice .. like maple syrup.
Is this a new avatar? You may ask .. no it’s our very own Hero back in his wild college days. He discovered a form of bliss, sex, and he was an addict of boobs..all kinds.. big, small, round, hanging, jiggly. It started with a peak of an erect nipple in 7th grade and he was in love .. would spend hours trying to imagine the sight, smell, touch, feel and taste of them. Little did he know that they would become his quest and his redemption…
So nursing.. it’s a beautiful pastime for a couple, he loved to make her happy in every way, and she did him. Of course this is his first “girl friend” if you could call the girls he went out with that…because he had quite a few girls and they were definitely his friends because he always asked so nicely and he was so in love with them.. spent more time adoring, petting, kissing, licking, holding breasts than the girls ever did with their own bosoms.
Now many of his friends wondered what is the attraction, how could he be so still for so many hours wondered his room mate ?!! Because he took the bosomy friend in at say 7 pm in the night and would spend all night just suckling her .. he said he was wrapped in a cushion of softness, nipple at the top of his mouth, tongue around, licking in bliss, sleeping and latching again.. how did that work ?
One of his “girl friends” .. started getting bigger and bigger in size.. she was so big that all of the guys and girls watched in fascination as she would walk down the school hall in heels with her bosom hanging like big juicy fruit..they literally were drooping with how heavy they got and how her tight nipples showed through her blouse!! 😋😋😋 The friends all gathered together and figured that she had spent many hours with the hero and that the result of her bounty was his blessing.
His roommate heard a big yell woohoo!! one night. Turned out that it was a milky beginning to the quest and a discovery that had the school in uproar !! Everyone wondered if said girlfriend leaked and her nipples weren’t as visible now because she wore padding to stop the leaks!! The rumor mill was ripe and many more women were recruited to the Milky Way !! 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
This is getting juicier by the moment and I love it. It’s more than fantasy, it’s becoming reality. Keep up the good work.
🌸🌺🌷🌻🌹🪷🌼The Path Untrodden: Fleeting moments of self awareness during ecstasy (orgasm) showed him glimpses of “something” else just beyond his reach resulting in a lingering sense of dissatisfaction with just pursuing pleasure because it was ephemeral, not ever lasting.
One moment experiencing the heights of pleasure, another moment the doldrums of pain, the mind constantly oscillating like a pendulum toward either extreme.
He realized that we need both pain and pleasure in life because we can’t experience one without the other but what causes suffering was the attachment to one or the other.
These attachments happen because we think we are “that” and then we grieve the loss of “that”. So in a sense the pleasure is just a phase in the constant stream of life, what is constant is change as what happens doesn’t last, neither “good” nor “bad”. In fact we are the ones that give these labels. Great saints are not affected by change or perception of events because they know that “this too will pass”.
A flower blooms so quietly.. its beauty effortless but not ever lasting. It spreads its fragrance, beauty and thrills to everyone or no one with no pride or glory because it is intrinsically “happy” not because anyone is appreciating it, praising it or noticing it.
So is nature “happy” in every large or small way..a blade of grass as beautiful and whole as a large tree..all giving of themselves without expecting anything in return and then oftentimes dying in silence.
This unconditional love/self sacrifice is the same as that of a parent towards their child.
How does love come about..what are its qualities that make it transcend time, space and lifetimes.. can science explain love?
In his quest to know he read every book of every great spiritual discipline he could find. He found concepts like “love all serve all”, “help ever hurt never” were intrinsically woven into the core of every spiritual tradition as a recipe for happiness.
Not realizing the divinity of every “being” in this universe was at the core of each small or big misunderstanding that arose in society.
When we see ourselves in the other..we treat everyone equally but when we see them as just “other” then we see separation.
It’s a matter of perception and a shift in the inner view.
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