1. The Erotic Wanderings of Lorna Zimmerman Part I


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Cyberwalker, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    body was helplessly fixed straight erect as her face rubbed against the other woman’s soft chest. She sniffed in the lovely scent of the goddess’s naked body. Till now, dancing on two cocks in the middle of a circular marble stage, she had had a strange foreboding as her body had moved with pleasure in the open wind, that somehow she were being offered up to some divine entity as a sacrifice. Now she wanted to feel safe in the warm bosom of this perfect woman. But as she stayed fastened by the man’s iron grip on her waist and the other woman’s embrace across her shoulders, her vagina being pounded away again and again by the warm flesh of the youth, she suddenly felt the goddess’s soft breath close in on her face. In a second the goddess was biting the tender lobes of her ear and whispering into it, “I am sorry my love, but you must die. You have been sentenced to death by pleasure, you know.” Saying so, she let her go and lovingly kissed each of her cheeks before raising her arms to the sky and saying out loud, “Oh Lord, accept the death of this naked young woman as a sacrifice dedicated to your splendor! She will gladly give her ripe young body for your glory!” And at this moment a riproaring orgasm stormed through the body of the younger girl, lurching her forward and bending her body, until she awoke with a start, sweating, saliva dripping down the side of her mouth. The bus had come to a stop and someone was shaking her. * * * [To skip basic story and small intro ...
    part, go to the ninth paragraph from here.] Lorna Zimmerman of twenty eight years and rich long brown hair stepped into the caress of the warm mid-day sun, strapping her backpack behind her. As her bus left with a primeval roar only rare old souls from its species are known to produce, Lorna found a narrow forest road with the appropriate signpost leading away from the asphalt. She took to this road and her pace quickened at the thought of the weekend ahead – left to her own devices in these woods far removed from her city life, she would indulge in some of her favourite past times, namely writing and watching films. But this time, she suspected, it would not be the latest films of acclaim from the festival circuit (which she followed avidly alongside more mainstream fare) which would grab her attention. Instead, she planned to spend a good deal of time re-watching her favourite porn flicks, seated in the bed of nature, out of the twisted reach of modern communications. She had been here once before. She knew from experience that the only human presence here for miles was that of an old man who kept the lodge. Only rare visitors with special knowledge and taste would ever come and stay at the lodge, with the approval of the old man. It was not a hotel open to all. It is not as if Lorna did not enjoy the company of men, or that she was unattractive to them. In fact, she was acknowledged in the hushed circles of her male colleagues as the most elegant and beautiful member of the ...
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