Page 22: — Afterglow

Alma is lying on her king-size bed again, having masturbated to orgasm. This time, she has used a vibrator (of the smooth, slender, battery-powered insertable sort) which hangs loosely in her hand resting on her lower stomach. Her expression is recognizably in transition from the previous close-up, but she's coming down a bit and is now looking dreamily up at the goddess, who again stands beside the bed. This time, the bedspread is quite messed up and the pillows are in disarray.

I'd never felt so close to the divine. I just lay there in the afterglow.

"I thought you'd like that," said the goddess after a while. "That was a lot of sexual power. Not so bad to be in control, sometimes. "

Close-up of the vibrator, on which the goddess, tiny, is sitting with one leg on either side, facing Alma. Alma's pussy is visible below.

"Well, I'll leave you to contemplate these things. It takes some practice and a lot of nerve to release your sacred animal slut that way, by invoking the wanton goddess. Just don't betray her when she comes, and she won't betray you. Give me a call if you need me. "

Alma is now sitting up, supporting herself with her arms, her knees up, her legs spread. She's looking down past her stomach at the goddess who is now very tiny, walking across the bedspread towards Alma's pussy. From this perspective, Alma's pussy is the same as the great stone one in the mountains.

"Oh, and you'll want to be in practice by the time your boy shows up. "

"What boy?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" But she'd gone.

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(last updated 20 March 2004)