We started, both naked, at opposite ends of a large room; a Hall lined with Classic paintings of a boldly erotic nature but I was more interested in her real firm and shapely body (that promised pulsating joys) than the artwork.
A few moments were spent in silent pleasurable contemplation of each other’s bodies, and also enjoying the sensation of being exposed to the other’s gaze. Then while firmly focussed on the other’s genitalia, our right hands moved to reach our own and began massaging: she with finger tips encouraging her clitoris, me with thumb and forefinger until a satisfactory erection allowed the use of a full fist. While continuing to wank, we walked purposefully towards each other until we could start mutual masturbation facing each other in a standing position. The sensations of this collaborative act are especially gratifying but difficult to describe. What creates the greatest pleasure; her hand on me or mine on her? The question became irrelevant when I produced a massive ejaculation that flung semen up the front of her body as high as her breasts. The energy thus expended removed all strength from my legs and I sank to my knees. This put me in position to lick the semen that was flowing down towards her navel; a extra treat I had not foreseen! Then without a word from me she widened her stance slightly allowing me to bury my face in her bush. Here I was free to practice that most intimate act of love and lust called muff diving (or more accurately, cunnilingus) and my tongue explored the intricacies and flavour of her vagina and that clever little clitoris. While at the height of my excitement I seemed to sense that we were no longer alone. With reluctance I withdrew my attention from her glorious body and looked around expecting to be embarrassed, but the opposite occurred. We were now in a woodland glade and surrounding us were satyrs, nymphs and other spirits from old pagan times all giving signs of approval and applauding our performance. It was strange that there was no birdsong but then I saw that the sky was full of winged phalluses fluttering and offering themselves to the Nymphs and some Gay Satyrs.
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