We continue our story this week with a new setting for the final parts. Stay tuned for what will happen.
Sensual Sunday: Mother Earth! Part 3
Behind her a trail of fresh grass and colourful flowers pop up out of the ground. In my hand I still have a hold of a slightly deflated penis, with a little trickle watering the bush. I can’t utter a single word as she passes me through the bushes, without leave being disturbed or moves. A finger traces my arm up from the wrist up to my shoulder that left a shiver that moved every muscle in succession of one another.
I throw my head around and follow her with her green glow into the cave where I slept the night. What just happened? Her appearance was ghostlike as she floats and walks through branches and leaves without a sound. but her touch is real, I felt it. My hair were brushed lightly by a leaf with a velvet feel and touch.
With a good shake I get the last drops to leave my cock and tuck it quickly into my shorts. Interested and curious about who or what I just seen, I follow her into the grotto. The green glow has made the cavern come back to life, with the few flowers that are left in her wake. But in here they dissolve in to little yellow sparks, they quickly loose their glow and disappear.
She makes it easy to follow her and my mind is turned off. I slipped and slide through the cavern passed the water trickle with my picked up backpack. A fall ere and there had me hurt and bruise a leg or arm, but I want to see her again. Know who she is or what she is. Did she watch me sleep? stuck with so many question and yet not a care about the answer, I just follow the trail out into the open.
The surprise of the sun hitting me in the face with its warm rays. Grass and flowers that dance on a subtle breeze next to a brook. So clear you could count the rocks on the bottom and its fish. The trail of the lively flowers get me to a swaying tree. Its leafs are big and soft branches filled with apples and oranges. I am amazed by its sight as I never seen that before. Is this the world I was set out to find.
My eyes see the woman in front of me hover over the water to a small waterfall. Unable to follow I sat down my backpack and sit down leaning against the tree.Left and right through the grass bunnies ho back and forth. birds fly free in the sky or sit in the tree singing. My adventurer self picks up a pen and paper and starts writing the things I am seeing.
Also the unknown female under the waterfall. Mt heart is running aster as she moves her hands across her body and through her hair. It is more sexier than a shampoo commercial. Her hair shines like soft silk. My pen holds still on the paper, unable to write another word as my mind goes to the dirty side of things. Her hands are massaging her breasts.