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The Path To Peace

The Path To Peace

by bsteel69
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"The greatest gift one person can give another is the gift of an orgasm."

Introduction

The book you hold in your hands contains excerpts from a diary that describes one woman's journey as she discovers The Path to Peace. The basic tenet of the path, and this manuscript, is that the major religions of the world have been deceived.

All the religions recognize Satan, and decry his influence. So do we, the followers of the Path to Peace. Our point of difference is that we see where Satan has had his greatest success. Satan has managed to manipulate the beliefs of mankind to create frustration and hatred. He doesn't do this in the obvious ways that we mortals can easily see. We do not sell our souls to the devil as in fiction.

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Satan is a fallen angel. But he is powerful and in his struggle with God he must be clever. Trying to corrupt people one at a time is not clever. Even if Satan does corrupt one person and then induces that person to kill thousands, what good does that do him? So he has corrupted one person and sent many others to heaven. This hardly sounds clever.

Satan has found a way to worm his way into the hearts of millions. He has found away to spread despair and frustration among the vast majority of the world's population without actively doing anything. He has created a situation that spreads by itself, like a virus, passed from one person, one generation, to the next.

Man (and woman) was created in God's image. God designed a wonderful body to hold our spirit. This wonderful body was not created with spare parts, or parts not meant to be used. Our bodies are reflections of God's own perfection. And yet we are being taught to not use these wondrous reflections.

I speak of physical pleasure. God created man to be able to enjoy sex as no other beast. In other animals, the female goes into heat. That causes the male to instinctively mount her, and have intercourse. The female derives no pleasure from this coupling, and even the male's pleasure is more one of relief.

Men are very different from animals in this way. Men do not need a female to be in heat to get aroused. On the contrary, men can get aroused at the mere thought of a sexual encounter. Yet, men are taught that this is bad, that this natural impulse should be suppressed. This is wrong. Men should be free to follow their sexual urges. An orgasm for a man is the greatest expression of joy.

Many would argue that with each ejaculation millions of sperm are being wasted. That this is a waste of potential life, and therefore must not be allowed. Poppycock. Sperm has a fairly short life. A mans' body produces millions of sperm which, when not ejaculated, simply die. What is the difference if they die inside the man who made them, inside a woman who enjoyed receiving them, or in a towel used to clean up after pleasure? A man's sperm is not so limited and precious that using it purely for pleasure would jeopardize the human race. Man should experience this pleasure often. Experience it with any willing adult partner, or by yourself. Do not deny yourself.

Woman was created with the ability to feel amazing sexual pleasure whether or not she is menstruating. A woman feels pleasure at caresses all over the body, but most especially to her breasts, clitoris and 'G' spot. This pleasure does not increase the likely hood of procreation. They serve no purpose other than pleasure. Therefore we believe that women were meant to experience sexual pleasure as often as they want, without shame or guilt. Women have been given a tremendous gift, the ability to achieve an orgasm. This perfect feeling of pleasure should not be restricted nor denied. Women must be free to engage in sexual activity with any adult partner, male or female, that they desire. They must also be free to achieve sexual pleasure on their own by their own hands.

And what is an orgasm? Besides being a wonderful sexual release it is a glimpse of the Kingdom of Heaven. It is another of Gods' gifts to us. While we toil in this life he has given us a way to get a glimpse of what awaits us.

What does this have to do with the Devil? The Devil, somewhere around the dawn of humankind, managed to convince man that sex was evil, dirty. The Devil feeds off misery, so he couldn't convince man to totally give up sex. This would have led to the end of humanity, and therefore the end of suffering. The Devil is clever. He convinced man and woman that was to be used only to procreate. Sex for pleasure is bad, he convinced mankind. And so we are often denied this glimpse of heaven. Even when we have an orgasm there is often so much guilt associated with it our glimpse of heaven is clouded. Many women, for generation, could not achieve orgasm, believing sex was something you put up with for your husbands' sake. They went through life without experiencing this gift.

Organized religion grew out of mankind's need to grow and create a civilization out of chaos. This is the most wonderful gift from God. Without organized religion we would still be living in caves or huts, fighting each other amid chaos. Religion has lifted us out of the swamp of total selfishness. Yet, at the same time the Devil has managed to poison this most precious gift.

While religion has taught us to help each other, and thereby help ourselves, taking away our sexual pleasure has created massive dissatisfaction, frustration, and hatred. Religion even turns on itself, with different religion who all worship the same God in Heaven, fighting each other over who is worshiping correctly.

We believe they are all worshiping incorrectly. The journey described here lays down the foundation for the rituals laid out in the commentary. Before reading this, there are some ground rules:

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1. We do not believe in violence. We do not fight to prove our religion is better than someone else's.

2. We do not believe in violence. All sexual acts along the Path to Peace are done for pleasure, not pain.

3. We do not believe in violence. All sexual acts along the Path to Peace are done among consenting adults.

4. Any pleasurable sexual act, alone or between consenting adults, is a blessing and should be sought after and encouraged.

5. No means no. Any worshiper may turn down an offer of a sexual encounter at any time, without giving a reason.

6. All worshipers will be honest about all sexual relations they have had. Having sexual relations with a person outside the congregation is acceptable. However, in order to keep the circle of the congregation free from disease, such contacts outside the congregation must be acknowledged. Until that person is once again tested and determined to be disease free, barrier protection must be used.

We hope you find the following account enlightening. We welcome all new members to our fold.

The Path to Peace

Preface

Tonight I started on a journey that I don't know where it will end. I am 19 years old, and just engaged in sexual intercourse for the first time. My boyfriend Mike and I had engaged in foreplay before, but tonight I had decided was the night to 'go all the way'. My shirt was open (I wasn't wearing a bra) and Mike's mouth and tongue were feverishly working over my left nipple while one hand caressed my right. "Mmm, that feels nice" was all I could say. He knew tonight was different then our other nights together, and his breathing was already ragged. Suddenly he picked is head up from my breast, and looking me straight in the eye asked "Are you sure about this?"

I nodded yes "I've never been more sure." As he heard my agreement his head again went to my breast. His hand slid down my torso, reaching the top of my jeans. Without hesitation he unsnapped them. I raised my hips in the air and the two of us pushed my jeans down. I kicked them off. Mike's hand slid up my inner thigh. For some reason, knowing what was going to happen made it feel like the first time anyone had caressed me there. A glow appeared on the ceiling. This was a glow I had experienced before. But this time, I couldn't focus on it. Mike's fingers had worked there way into my panties. As he started to spread my vaginal juices around my clitoris, I began to moan with delight. It felt so good. He slowly slid a finger, then two, into my opening.

Suddenly he stopped. He stood up and took off his pants and underwear. His penis was rock hard and pointing straight out. Smiling, he knelt between my knees and started to kiss my stomach. His tongue was flicking in and out of my navel as his fingers once again started to run circles around my clit. The glow on the ceiling was mirroring my pleasure, burning brighter and hotter than ever before. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he slid his mouth down. His tongue split my vaginal lips and started to flick my clitoris. Suddenly he inserted two fingers into my vagina. He finger fucked me as he ate me. An orgasm exploded over me. The pleasure was so intense I thought I was in heaven. I screamed and bucked for ever. Then, as the orgasmic waves subsided, Mike once again got on his knees. As the glow subsided I felt Mike place the head of his penis between my wet vaginal lips. I was about to be impaled for the first time. The afterglow from my orgasm was still intense, but I admit I was nervous.

Then, with one thrust he was in me. While there was some pain, the pleasure that it brought was even more intense then the pleasure he had already given me.

Mike was pumping his penis in and out of me, his hands caressing my breasts at the same time. My clit and vagina were both receiving sensations I had never felt before. My hips were matching Mike's every stroke, with out my even thinking about it. Again the glow on the ceiling was burning bright as another orgasm began to roll through me. But this time I wasn't alone. Mikes pace increased and then suddenly he let out a huge groan. His thrusts got slower, but more intense. As I came for a second time, Mike also came, shooting loads of semen into me. Each thrust seemed to give Mike more pleasure than the last. He screamed with pleasure.

And then it was over. Mike lay down next to me and gently kissed me, his hand now absent-mindedly caressing my stomach.

Here I was basking in the afterglow of my first full sexual experience, watching the glow on the ceiling, which was still there. Being a state of euphoria, and since this wasn't the first time I had seen this happen, this phenomenon didn't upset me. Then a voice spoke, as clearly as if whispering in my ear. "Now you have experienced the first step on the Path to Peace. Follow the path. Teach others to follow you to the kingdom of heaven."

The next thing I knew my alarm clock was buzzing. As I reached to turn it off I felt my Mikes hand begin to caress my breast. The pleasure he was evoking in me began to spread all over me, as did his hands. At this point I completely forgot about the glow and voice of a few hours earlier. Mike rolled me onto my back, and after gently sucking my breasts till my vagina was pulsing, he kissed his way down my torso. He spread my legs, and as he inserted two fingers into me his tongue began to run circles around my clitoris. My eyes closed, my back arched slightly and I thought "God, his is heaven!" Suddenly, the voice I had heard earlier said "Yes, Helen, it is." My eyes flew open and I gasped. Mike couldn't have said that because his mouth was very busy getting me closer and closer to another orgasm. And there was the glow on the ceiling. Where had the voice come from? It sounded so familiar. But I didn't have long to ponder this.

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Just then Mike stopped his oral ministrations, and got on his knees. I saw his penis fully erect and knew what was next. And as he rubbed the head of his penis up and down between my vaginal lips, the head hitting my clitoris, the orgasmic glow started to spread over me again. Suddenly he entered me fully. As he began to stoke furiously in and out of me the glow on the ceiling became more intense. Mike was fucking me with everything he had, caressing my breasts as his penis raced in and out of me. The pleasure was the most intense yet. I was riding one long orgasm. And as I stared into the glowing ceiling I understood what the voice was telling me. This was the road to heaven. The Path to Peace.

In the Beginning

I have decided that the only way I can understand the changes that are happening to me is to write them down. It's almost like talking to someone about all the things that confuse me. This diary will be the one place I can really sort out what I'm feeling.

I live in a small town in Arizona. It is very nice and peaceful. But I hear on the news about countless acts of violence played out almost daily. Frustrated men, frustrated women, all striving to "get ahead", and all the while feeling like they were getting nowhere. I don't know why, but the world seems to be spinning out of control.

Tonight something happened that has me very freaked out. My brother Nick is back home from college for the weekend. My parents went out, leaving us to fend for ourselves. I didn't have any plans, so I figured Nick and I would just hang out, sort of like old times. He apparently had other ideas.

His girlfriend Carol showed up about half an hour after my parents left. I didn't think anything of it. The three of us were in the living room watching TV. Carol and Nick were snuggling together and she was giggling a lot. Carol is very pretty. Even though going to an all girls school kept me pretty sheltered, occasionally when I think about a particularly good looking friend of Nick's I get a weird tingling feeling. Tonight, for some reason as Nick and Carol were getting cozy I started wondering what Carol's body was like. Suddenly I became flushed. I was afraid they would see, so I excused myself to go to bed. It was early, around 10:00. The thoughts I had been having are upsetting me. It's bad enough that when thinking about a boy that happens, but tonight my arousal had been caused by the thought of another girl! That's the final straw, getting me to start this diary. There is nobody I can talk to about the way I am feeling. Where I live the only answer is to start to pray. I've been taught that any time I feel any physical arousal I need to pray for guidance. But for some reason it's not enough. There is a feeling building up inside of me. But I will pray now.

...OH MY GOD! As I was praying I suddenly heard some noises. As I got out of bed and opened my door I realized the noise was a Carol moaning and...and praying! Was she all right? Was she being attacked? Where was Nick? Then I heard other sounds. Grunts and Nick's voice saying something I couldn't make out.

As frightened as I was something told me to go see what was happening. I carefully walked down the stairs and peeked around the corner of the living room. There, on the couch, were Carol and Nick. Nick was on top of her. From my angle I could see Nick pumping on top of Carol. I was watching my brother engaging in sex! I was horrified!! I had always been taught that pre-marital sex was a sin. Only bad people, godless people engaged in it. And yet I was confused. They both went to Church. They weren't godless people. And, they both seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely. Carol was virtually yelling "YES YES YES", while Nick was moaning "Oh God!" again and again. As he slid in and out his hands were busy running all over her body, but playing particular attention to her breasts. Her back arched and her series of yells turned into one long "Yesssssssssssssssss!"

Suddenly I watched as Nick stiffened. I thought that this was the hand of God striking Nick. He yelled "I'm cummminnnngggg", and Carol responded "Give it to me baby!" Nick kept pumping, grunting with each thrust. And even though I'm only 16 I know they were each having an orgasm. As their orgasm's subsided, Nick rolled off of Carol. He lay there holding her, smiling. I could see his penis, wet with Carols juices, as it slowly started to shrink. I could also see Carol's vagina seeping their combined juices. For some reason I was getting aroused myself.

I ran back upstairs to my room now, wondering how two people giving each other so much pleasure could be doing something bad. For some reason I couldn't get the image of Nick fucking Carol out of my head. I didn't consciously start, but I realize my left nipple is stiffening as my hand rubs it. As soon as my breasts grew mom warned me that boys would try to touch them. I was also lectured that this was a bad thing and I must not let it happen. So nobody has every touched them except me, of course. But I have never caressed them. There I was exploring them for the first time, and it feet GOOD. I didn't want to keep going, but I couldn't make myself stop. As I caressed my self my vagina started tingling. In the past this would cause me to fervently pray for forgiveness. This time I just kept going. As Nick fucked Carol his hands ran across her breasts. In my mind I image that I am part of that passionate caress. It is my breasts that are being caressed by Nick's hands. As my arousal grew I did something I had never dared to do before -- I slowly sliped a hand into my panties. Sliding a finger between my lips I feel dampness. A moan escaped my lips involuntarily. I had never before touched myself like this when I've felt aroused. I didn't realize how damp I got! As my finger slid between my vaginal lips the tip hit my clitoris. It was like nothing I had ever felt. My hips jerked at the intense pleasure – so intense it almost hurt. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't stop. The images of Nick and Carol in my mind, my finger started running around my clit faster, a feling growing in me that I had never felt before. Such pleaseure! And then OH SHIT, there was a light my ceiling. It must have been the headlights of my parents car! I ran out of the room to warn Nick. I ran downstairs yelling "Mom and Dad are home" I burst into the living room. Nick and Carol had both fallen asleep on the couch. My entrance awakened them. They fell all over themselves trying to cover up what had been happening. It was actually pretty funny. Nick got his pants on, and Carol ran into the bathroom with her clothing. While they were both embarrassed they were both grateful that it was I who awakened them, not my parents.

After a minute Carol came out of the bathroom, trying to smooth her hair. Nick asked me, almost pleading "You're not going to tell mom & day, are you?"

"I wouldn't have run down here if I was, idiot. What were you two doing?"

Carol stammered "Uh, nothing."

"I saw the nothing. Can I ask you a question?"

Carol, looking uncomfortable, glanced over at Nick then replied "I guess so."

"What's it like to, um, have sex. You seemed to enjoy it so much."

Carol turned a bright red, as did Nick. But I could also see through his jeans that Nick was once again getting aroused. Suddenly I realized that though they were dressed, I was standing there in my bra and panties – slightly damp panties. Now I was the one who was embarrassed.

"I better get back upstairs," I said as I turned to go back to my room, "I wonder what's taking mom & dad so long." Just then I heard their car pull in the driveway. I scrambled back upstairs. The last thing I needed was mom & dad finding me standing in the living room in my panties! I figured the glow I had seen must have been someone else turning around in our driveway.

From the first time I ever learned what sex was, I was told it was bad. I was about 10 when I learned that intercourse involved a man putting his penis into a woman's vagina, and shooting seaman into her. I was told that God commanded that this ONLY occur between married people. And even then, only when the goal was procreation. Sex was not supposed to be fun. Girls, or women, who engaged in the evils of sexual intercourse were violating the will of God. It was forbidden.

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