"A man who dwells not with women has no understanding of them".
Anon.
Part 3
The Lotus Path
The Lotus flower is regarded in many different cultures, especially in eastern religions, as a symbol of purity, enlightenment, self-regeneration and rebirth. Its characteristics are a perfect analogy for the human condition; even when its roots are in the dirtiest waters, the Lotus produces the most beautiful flower.
Still another lotus flower meaning is transcendence: the lotus represents the transcending of man's spirit over worldly matter since it blooms from the underworld into the light...To be on the Lotus path is to open yourself to the spiritual meaning of the Lotus Flower. Leda an ardent Yogi, is very much into the expansion of the soul and spiritual awakening thru sex.
On the morning of my fifth day with Leda, after a very heavy hard core fucking, she declared that it was time for me to fuck some of the lusty, slutty women in the Yoga class. She identified five of them aged between 35 and 50. She would arrange to have me fuck them in her house so she can watch. Leda is an incurable voyeur. I realized then that Leda was dead serious about her proposition. My astonishment was so palpable Leda asked if I did not feel like it...
I told her sure I was all for it; I just felt joyous. It occurred to me that Malinka had told me that Leda was a very special woman, one of a kind. Indeed, her voice is musical, mesmerizing. She has an aura of erotic magnetism; a body language that proclaims her burning sensuality. She is polite and profane, romantic and raunchy, specious and eclectic.
"I have always been a divinely sensual and erotic woman with a prodigious appetite for sex. I constantly think of my cunt; I need to deal with it all the time" she said once.
"So when do we start"? I asked.
"Class will resume in two days, we'll take it from there" she said.
My demonstration of current Pilates regimen was well received by the class, albeit distracted by the outline of the large erection in my tights. The women tittered and giggled; the more they tittered the bigger my cock got. I heard some very loud gasps. I in turn was turned on by the prominent camel toe bulges of their crotches...The erotic ambience was palpable in the room.
Later that day at Leda's house, the 50 year old woman called Charone came over. Leda had invited her. She is an atheist and a revolutionary. She is attractive, darkly seductive with sultry looks. Her eyes are a jeweled-green, complemented by a mane of long ebony hair elegantly streaked with gray, that trailed over her shoulders.
Lusty Woman Alchemy
High on booze and pot, Charone sat in the couch her peasant dress bunched around her hips, legs spread to display her very hairy cunt, the hairs long and very thick...Her conversation was lewd, raunchy.
"If you're looking for a princess, look someplace else. Me, I love to get fucked" she said, stroking her pubic hairs.
I pulled her onto her feet and led her to the guest room, her body trembling with anticipation...She sighed as I guided my hard cock into her hot cunt and pushed deep into her core, fucking her leisurely divinely. Leda watched by the window sipping gin and tonic.
"Oh Raoul, your dick is so fucking big, so fucking hard it feels so fucking good"! she cried.
Charone cried out in pleasure again and again, feeling the intensity of the fucking...We moved together, grinding our bodies together, breathing like athletes in a race, fueled by passion...She held on tightly as I rode her, wanting me harder, wanting and wanting like a starved animal. I could feel the wet heat of her cunt opening and contracting. Her body was a river of sweat and juices as her nails dug into my back, and her legs scissored my thighs while I oscillated and modulated my deep strokes. She let out a howl just before an explosive orgasm engulfed her and an exhilarating feeling of freedom and satisfaction washed over her.
Charone continued to rock with me, breathing in sync with me and gently caressed my back. I fucked her and fucked her with smoldering intensity. The stillness was vociferous. We were so fucking wet...Her arms around my hips, hands kneading my ass, pressing me into her. She moaned and wailed as another orgasm claimed her triggering my own climax; I filled her with a torrent of cum. We continued to fuck for an hour, with Charone coming and coming. Charone is special, a wild enthusiastic, ravenous sexy woman. She can command and receive total pleasuring and fulfillment...She can fuck to wild applause from every vein and nerve in her body. She is a divinely erotic woman, who knows how to reach into a man's being. She plays the sexual music of the flesh, expressing herself with her whole body. She is sensually lusty and capable of multiple, rich and powerful ecstatic orgasms.
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The next visitor was a woman called Kali. Leda had said that I would enjoy Kali's company; I was not disappointed. Kali is a Mystic, a radical Bisexual woman. To her, Sexuality and spirituality are never seen as separate.
"The ancient cultures understood that sexual pleasure is a wonderful way to connect with spirit and renew life, as well as to unite deeply with another", she said confidently.
She is beautiful as the dusk, her waist-long black hair, streaked with strands of premature gray, always hung loosely down to her waist. Her hirsute body is roasted brown by the sun of the southern climes of South Asia, from whence she came originally...At age 40, Kali is already of the way of truth, bringer of light to darkness. Her cheeks are flushed, her cinnamon eyes misty. A woman of great mysterious sensuality, she excites the imagination.
Her mocha-caramel skin glowed in the sunlight, her deep brown eyes dramatically lit up--a burning fury of her sensuality--. She stood naked by the window with legs parted. I could sense the fire that raged between those legs, the liquid desire that flowed from there, slippery, wanting. Her nipples stood erect, her face flushed, her cunt dripping on to the carpet.
