Fallen Angel Chapter 1
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How often does one get opportunity to rewrite your story and correct mistakes you’ve made in the past? I wondered, as I sashayed ahead of Petra and her husband Gert, carrying their luggage, to show them their bungalow. I was conscious of every naked part of my exposed body, the swaying of my boobs, their hard nipples, my belly and my naked backside. Most of all, I could feel the wetness seeping between my pussylips as a prelude to promises nobody made. But I needed to discover why they were here and if I would ever feature in their future.
“You look comfortable in your own skin,” said Petra from behind. Suddenly my self-assured act disappeared as quickly as money into a politician’s pocket. This was really only my second naked day and doubts filled my mind and body.
“I love those long naked legs and that wet pussylips,” said Gert, adding to my discomfort. For a crucial moment, their comments took my mind off the treacherous path ahead. We were still in Big Five country and any lapse in concentration you could become lunch or a statistic. The ‘kwê’ call of the Grey Go-Away-Bird warned me of danger ahead. A female hyena sauntered across our path, stopped, looked at me with a grin and what seemed like a shrug of her shoulders, continued on. My sudden stop caused Petra to walk into me, throwing me off balance. As I fell forward, she grabbed me from behind. As the hyena disappeared in the tall grass, I became aware of Petra’s hands on my boobs, playing with my nipples.
“What the fuck?” I said, turning around to face them. “We nearly ended in the powerful jaws of a hyena and you’re playing with my tits.”
“I always wanted to touch your beautiful ladies,” said Petra, while she continued caressing my breasts. My skin tingled at her touch and I could feel my pussylips becoming more engorged, slowly leaking precious juice. The thumping of my heart and the warning voice in my head told me that we were still in danger.
Then I kissed her. At first, our lips just touched. The surprise in Petra’s eyes put me in doubt. She played with my naked tits, but why would my kiss catch her off guard? When she opened her mouth and caressed my lips with her tongue, I knew my life would never be the same again. I embraced her, pushing my nakedness against her clothed body. I needed her touch more than I needed air.
“Get a room, you two,” said Gert. “It is still dangerous out here.” Reluctantly, I let go of her, turned around and hurried along the path, my emotions in turmoil.
A few minutes later, we arrived at their thatched roof bungalow under the shade of a huge fever tree. I needed time to calm down. I opened the door and showed them the cool interior with all the modern amenities.
“I’ll give you some time to freshen up and meet you at the pool,” I said and turned to leave.
“No need to go,” said Petra as she stripped off her green sundress and threw it on the giant queen size bed. Her beautiful all-over tan confirmed her nudity lifestyle, made all the more visible as she didn’t have any underwear on. Gert was also naked in a flash. My gaze settled on his impressive cock before I could shift it to Petra’s naked pussy.
“What happened to your tattoo?” I asked. Petra’s mound was smooth as a new leaf. Gone was the tuff of red hair and the tattoo ‘Lick me'. “I didn’t dream that. Did I?”
“It was a stick-on tattoo to get you into action. It almost worked,” said Petra. Another punch in the gut. My best friend tried to seduce me, and I was too blinded by dogma to see outrageous love pouring from her. Would I let another opportunity slip through my fingers?
“Now show us your pad,” said Petra, as they hooked their naked arms into mine. The ease they displayed accepting me for who I was helped me to relax while guiding them to my small bachelor’s bungalow.
My books on the wall-to-wall shelves overwhelmed the combined kitchenette, study and bedroom. Gert walked to the shelves and pulled out a book and showed it to Petra. She read the title: “A Return to Eros, by Marc Gafni. This is not Christian theology,” she said. “No wonder they kicked you out.”
“Are you judging me now?” I asked. “You fucked other people while still in church.”
“Look at this one,” said Gert. “Fuck like a Goddess, by Alexandra Roxo. Can you fuck like a goddess?”
“I haven’t had enough opportunities…’
“Is this your new bible?” asked Petra, taking thick book from the shelf. “Tom Brown’s Field Guide: Living with the Earth.”
“Yes, when you make a mistake in nature, you die. When you make a mistake in society, they kill your spirit…”
“I love this one; Pussy, A reclamation,” said Gert. “I would like to claim your pussy.”
This was the first time anyone saw my books and commented on them. I felt embarrassed about my literary companions and the way people judge me and these trusted friends. I tried to defend my choice in books, but this wasn’t going to work.
“Please stop judging me. Go home to your swinging lifestyle and leave me alone.” They looked at me, stunned.
“What are you talking about?” asked Petra. “We’re not judging you.” She shelved the book and came to stand naked before me. “I’m glad you didn’t become a recluse. You moved beyond the fucked-up dogmas.” As she stepped closer our tits touched and her hand cupped my pussy. “Do you like it when I touch you here?”
“Please...” I tried to pretend not to be aroused but when I felt Gert standing behind me, pushing his impressive manhood against my bum, my resolve disappeared.
“I am falling in love with your spirit,” he whispered in my ear. His hands found their way around my body between our tits to caress my boobs. Arousal flooded my body to prepare my pussy for some action.
Desire overwhelmed me as I pushed Petra onto my bed with her legs splayed open. Although the tattoo invitation, 'Lick me' was removed, I now had the opportunity do just that. I bent forward to get a better look at her beautiful pussy. Her protruding clit pointed to her shy, but puffy inner lips. I saw a glint of moisture between those lovely folds. This time I wanted a better taste of her essence. I needed to suck her love from deep within.
What I didn’t realise at that moment, my raised backside gave an explicit view of my pussy to Gert, until he stuck two fingers into my cunt.
“Throw your legs over to sit on my face,” instructed Petra, denying Gert and me any further pleasure. “I want to taste you while you lick me.” I did as she asked and found another aspect of my awakening sexuality. I loved the feel of her squashed tits against my lower body and mine crushed against hers.
Her clit looked different from above and I had to move forward to get my face between her legs. Petra asked Gert to put a cushion beneath her head to get better access to my pussy. When Petra sucked on my clit, I did the same with hers. As she swiped her tongue through my slit, I mimicked her actions. This was a wonderful way for me to be mentored by an expert in the art of cunnilingus. My competitive side raised its ugly head. When Petra sucked on one lip, I had to suck on both. When she twirled her tongue around my clit, I had to flick my tongue and twirl it around Petra’s clit. It also gave me the boost to try something else.
I wrapped my arms around her legs and spread her cunt lips with my fingers to get a better view of her inner sanctum. The pinkness contrasted with her tanned complexion and I saw her hole for the first time. Removing the guardians of her entrance I had access to her secret tunnel. Inserting my tongue into that entrance my nose touched her backdoor. I experienced an overload of sensations; her tasty cunt juices, the smell of her clean hole and the touch of her body against mine drove me into a different zip code. I wondered what she saw in my pussy, if my body was still desirable.
“Fuck, Tasha,” cried Petra between my legs, “what are you doing to me?” I couldn’t answer her for my mouth was too busy. But when Gert inserted his cock in my wet pussy while Petra licked my clit, I had to let go of my sexual sustenance to scream to the heavens. I closed my eyes as the assault on my pussy was too much for me and my whole body shook uncontrollably. My pussy muscles contracted around Gert’s cock sending him into an orgasm of his own, filling my cunt with his seed.
My chin must’ve rubbed against Petra’s clit because she also experienced an orgasm. As Gert pulled out, Petra sucked his cum from my leaking pussy. The emptiness of my pussy was filled with contentment. Then an image of a beautiful naked woman smiling at me appeared. That was something I’ve never experienced while having sex with my ex, the few times we did. Then I saw her face and the woman was me. I was happy and that happiness flooded my whole being.
The last thing I remembered before falling into a deep sleep was Petra and I cuddling Gert between us in a naked embrace.
When I woke a few hours later, Petra and Gert were still asleep. Sexual guilt attacked my conscience with the ferocity of the Inquisition. I wanted to jump into a burning stake to cleanse me of my sins. Then I remembered one of my favourite quotes: “When a woman doesn’t connect with her pussy, the lights go off inside of her…” (Pussy: A Reclamation.) During my marriage the lights went off in my life, but the flame had been reignited and I couldn’t allow it to go out again. I wanted to stay connected to my pussy.
I slowly got up without waking my sleeping lovers and stepped outside my bungalow, to walk naked into the soft rain…
And straight into the smiling image of that naked me; I looked like a goddess. As the rain washed away my guilt, the image disappeared to be replaced by a naked, lean young man with long dark hair, a designer beard and a beautiful dick.
Was this another mirage? I wondered.
“Namaste, the divine in me salutes the divine in you,” greeted the mirage with his hands prayer-like in front of his chest. “You must be Natasha? You are more beautiful than what they said.”
“And you must have your eyes tested,” I joked, starting to accept my own beauty. “Who are you and what you’re doing standing in the rain?”
“Your breasts are the beautiful sentinels of Paradise,” he said, “and your vulva lips are the close guards of the bridal chamber of the gods and goddesses.” His words reminded me of my undress state, but then, without shame.
“Go on.”
“Kameshwara, the Lord of Desire, sent me to prepare you as his consort, Lalita Tripura Sundari.” The young man stepped forward and dropped to one knee in the mud before me. Taking my hand, he said: “You are consciousness, ether, air, fire, water, and earth. You are the universe, O Beloved. But in order to perform your play as the universe, you take form as the consort of the gods and goddesses and appear before us as exquisite happiness.”
“Amen to that,” said Gert behind me. I turned around to see Gert and Petra standing naked in the doorway.
“Come on inside you two. You’ll catch a cold standing in the rain,” invited Petra, always the concerned mother hen. Inside I grabbed two towels and handed one to the messenger from the gods. Drying himself he said: “Thank you, Gert, for inviting me to meet this goddess. Dry, she is even more beautiful. A true goddess.” I saw his swollen dick at half-mast and knew flattery like that will get him everywhere.
Petra poured each a cup of brewed coffee as we sat down around my small kitchen table.
“Despite your obvious charm and nice cock, who are you?” I had to know who charmer was.
“This is Josh, a friend of ours,” said Gert. “He has contacts of nudists and swingers all over the world.”
“He can be a great help in setting up the swingers’ resort,” added Petra.
“I’m actually just a yoga teacher,” said Josh as he leaned forward, taking my hands in his. “And you are the incarnation of Lalita, the Charming One.”
“And you are delusional,” I said, pulling my hands from his grasp. “If you want to fuck me, just say so. Don’t try to seduce me with this goddess bullshit. I’m just a middle-aged divorcee in the middle of nowhere.” I got up, walked over to the bed and flopped on my back with my legs slightly open. “What are you waiting for? Come prepare me for Kame-what’s-his-name.”
“Oh, I would like nothing more that to worship at your sacred yoni altar, but we must first conclude our business,” said Josh, rejecting my blatant invitation. I prayed the earth would open and swallow me with my embarrassment. I lost my ability to read people’s sexual intentions. I got up to retake my seat at the kitchen table. Why was it so difficult for me to accept compliments? I had a lot to learn about being naked and sexual.
“What can you do to make this venture a success?” I regained some of my dignity but couldn’t look anyone in the eyes.
For the next three hours we thrashed out the plans for the nudist/swingers’ resort, made a few phone calls and assigned responsibilities to everyone. Once we had everything on paper, we marched naked with our Project Plan to Rita and Koos at the main office. The rain, in the meantime, stopped and the smell of the wet earth put a spring in our steps.
When we entered the office, Rita sat naked on Koos’ lap in a reverse cowgirl position on the couch. Her pussy, filled with Koos’ dick, was wet and puffy. Her tits bounced up and down as she used her legs to slam down on Kosie. Their fucking was beautiful and a reminder how I never had that kind of love during my marriage. Then Koos stimulated her clit with his fingers and grabbed her soft bouncing breast with the other hand. It was as if they wanted us to see them in that position. When Rita saw us, she smiled and threw back her head in ecstasy, her legs slipping off the couch. I wanted to rush forward, lick her dripping pussy and swallow Kosie, but I needed to show constraint, to keep some decorum.
Josh took the lead, helped Rita to her wobbly feet, hugged her and gave her a lover’s kiss. It was as if he knew Rita intimately. When he kissed Koos and played with Kosie, it was obvious they were lovers. It was a surreal moment for me. I was used to being clothed and seldom showed emotions.
“Where did you hide this goddess for a whole year?” asked Josh, as he moved behind me to play with my tits. I wanted to push him away with my bum, only to find his erection between my ass cheeks. I could feel the heat of a blush rushing to my face and wanted to break free but didn’t. When Josh’s hand found my pussy and slipped his middle finger between my folds all resistance crumbled. I wanted to make love to the world and to those present.
“May I suck your dick?” I asked Josh as I got down on my knees in front of him. Without waiting for an answer, I took his strong, thick cock in my hands and tilted it away from me. I started to lick his shaft from his balls to the tip of the purple head. I repeated the action a few times before I covered the smooth head with my lips.
Then Rita touched my shoulder and said, “We will be more comfortable elsewhere.”
“We have a surprise for you,” said Koos. “Come, let me show you.” Koos and Rita took us to lapa with matresses and cushions arranged around a beautiful fireplace. “This is the area where swingers can enjoy each other, and fuck to their hearts’ content,” said a proud Rita.
After we’ve made ourselves comfortable on the cushions, Rita and Petra crawled over to me with lust-filled eyes.
“Newbies always get the first orgasm,” whispered Petra in my ear as they slipped beside me. What felt like an eternity in a quantum moment, they caressed, kissed, licked, fingered and fucked me in innumerable ways to bring me not to one but at least three orgasms.
As I rested my exhausted body, I saw Rita sucking Gert’s cock and Koos feasting on Petra’s pussy. Josh sat down next to me, his cock within easy reach of my hand.
“I didn’t finish what I started in the office,” I said and knelt before Josh and started to lick his cock. I wanted to prove to myself I had learned something about giving a blowjob. I flicked my tongue over the slit a few times before I opened my mouth to accommodate the head. Meanwhile, my hand moved up and down his shaft while the other played with his balls. I slowly relaxed my throat to take more of Josh inside my mouth. By controlling my breath, I managed to get his cock down my throat a few times before I managed to swallow him completely. I heard Gert and Koos applaud my efforts while Petra and Rita cheered me on.
“You’re fucking amazing,” said Josh. “But if you don’t stop now, I’ll cum.” He pulled out, leaving me gasping for breath. “Now it is my turn to lick your sweet cunt until you touch heaven.”
I flopped onto my back while Josh settled between my thighs. He pushed my legs towards my body, leaving my cunt exposed to his gaze and that of my other lovers. I felt vulnerable and truly naked with my ass and pussy on display. But when he started to kiss my thighs with caressing lips, I closed my eyes and let the pleasure of his expert tongue take me to heaven. My body started to quiver when he slid his tongue through my slit a few times and then sucked my clit. This continued for a while, but I wanted his cock deep inside my starving cunt.
“That is enough foreplay. I want you to fuck me with that thick beautiful cock of yours,” I said and turned around so he can fuck me doggy style. He moistened his dick with my cunt juices before he slowly entered me. I could feel my pussy accommodating his thickness by relaxing my muscles a little, only to clamp down on his as he retreated. This caused friction throughout my body. When he pushed harder, I could feel the tip of his cock touching my cervix, sending blinding flashes to my head and nipples. Josh's skill as a lover took a step higher when he played a tune with his fingers on my clit.
Before my umpteenth orgasm took hold of me, Gert and Koos presented their cocks to my mouth. I didn’t know how I did it, but I pumped one dick and sucked on the other in turn. When I put both the heads in my mouth their wives cheered me on.
“Suck them and fuck him,” they applauded my efforts.
“Do you think she is ready for an airtight?” asked Gert.
“From where I’m at, I think her asshole could entertain one of your dicks,” I heard Josh responding behind me.
“What is airtight?” I mumbled, with Kosie still in my mouth.
“We’ll show you,” said Gert. “Josh, you lie on your back. Natasha, you go on top of Josh with his cock inside your pussy. Koos, you bring the lube and put it on your dick and in her hole. She can suck my shlong.”
‘Oh, sweet Goddess, what have I gotten myself into,’ I sent up a silent prayer as Gert played with his cock over my lips.
The lube smoothed Koos’ entry into my virgin backdoor, but the pain was still present, at first. Then it turned into pleasure as I had three cocks inside my three holes, becoming airtight. My senses took over while my mind went into another dimension.
My tastebuds tasted Rita’s pussy on Gert’s cock.
My skin glowed in pleasure as I lay sandwiched between two hot lovers.
I could hear all the squishing sounds of the fluids to effortlessly allow the three invaders enter my holes.
For a moment my eyes picked up Rita and Petra in a 69 position, licking each other’s pussy.
This was the best birthday gift anyone could give to another person, making love. My journey from a sexually frustrated to a liberated woman wasn’t as smooth but I wouldn’t change it for the world.
We eventually got round to executing our plans for a swinger/nudist resort.
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