"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.