Secrets Unfolded

If it is the dirty element that gives pleasure to the act of lust, then the dirtier it is, the more pleasurable it is bound to be. One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.

Crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable {Part 3 of 3}

"Here am I: at one stroke incestuous, adulteress, sodomite, and all that in a girl who only lost her maidenhead today! What progress, my friends... with what rapidity I advance along the thorny road of vice." Marquis de Sade


The soft velvety textures of the tongues lightly scratched at Constance's skin, probing the roundness of each breast, flickering and suckling the hardened points. Hands groped and held her legs apart as gentle fingers probed her cunt, into the gentle curved canyon of her buttocks. A few brave nips along the inside of her thighs came from some of the over zealous woman-Constance; her lower back arching off the roughly hewn stone beneath her. Her breath in short gasps as two mysterious fingers penetrated, her inner walls clinging tightly to the invading digits. Her hips rolling back and forth rythmatically.
The sight of all these women naked submissive to his desires was the successful creation of the man who called himself Father Khrisnas and his dark perverted almost sinister beliefs.. The sect was only made of women apart from him and, in less than six months, he succeeded to attract to him more than thirty girls, the eldest of them just twenty five years old. He had to bark out an order and it was done without question. He watched the women at his feet groping, licking Constance's seed ladden body; he reached out for one of the girls his hand snaring around her hair, tugging roughly he brought her lips the wrinkled moist tip. She knew what to do as her tongue snaked out and daintly darted over it. He was aroused often and the need was always seen to by some eager one.
Constance was paralyzed, the hot wet tongues that bathed her, had made her a wet quivering mass for all she could do to breath was moan out incoherantly out into the night. There were times they scratched feverishly at her pale flesh now soiled in the churned up dirt, leaves drifted through the many hued locks of hair of each woman. Constance's body contorted almost with sheer violence uncontrolably each liquid orgasm over threw her, her fingernails cracked and splintered clawing at the stone alter beneath her.Everything a blurr of sensation and colour; a woman was kissing her, their tongues entwined leaving Constance breathless. Above her splayed out body, the wind picked up and the clouds ran in a crazed wickedly fast pattern.Her nipples a dark angry red purple as one of the women flicked it harder, Constance was sure she was to pass out from the pain. A roll of thunder rocked out over head and the then the sharp ringing stings of large pellets of rain struck down upon the naked pact. The rain was ice cold against her hot body, cooling the fevered skin Constance's eyes opened and she shivered, there was no one there but herself sprawled naked on the hard earth her own hand two fingers shoved deep into herself, thrusting with a will all of their own. The last climax over took her with a deep shuddering wave, her grunt loud. Her head swam, her body ached, she was scratched and sore. Constance was disorientated and confused. Was it really just a dream or something else all together?

Crack the glass of her viginity, and make the rest malleable {Part 2 of 3}

"Here am I: at one stroke incestuous, adulteress, sodomite, and all that in a girl who only lost her maidenhead today! What progress, my friends... with what rapidity I advance along the thorny road of vice." Marquis de Sade

"Yes, I want it." She replied openly.
"Then open wide all your Chakras, Angel of the Pink Crystal, spread your legs openly baring your fevered cunt, free yourself and welcome the life in your womb, open your body and your heart to the Cosmic Energy, commune with her, let her rush into you, let her penetrate you and let her flood you."
Constance quivered with anticipation, she had not known a man. His fingers dabbled over the hood of her clit, probing and stroking it. He inserted one finger into her tight hole letting the inner walls cling to it-he then insert another pushing them all the way into the dark nether regions, letting her wetness soak his fingrs. She was an eager one as he felt her clamp tightly against now the third digit spreading her wide open. He thrust in and out of her wet hole, giving her her first inklings of what pleasure would soon come. She moaned softly lamb like she mewed as her hips bucked wanting more of him. And when she let him penetrate her without any resistance, there was a sharp stoking pain that waved through her belly and then through her body as her maidenhead tore free a splintering of thin flesh that once guarded her girlhood was now cracked and shattered like glass, each stroke was like a passing shard of glass etched with fine lines of pleasure-wroughting the fine line betwixt pleasure and pain. She screamed out as she felt hot trickles drip from her, what she would later see as blood. His cock was large and bulky for a few strokes into her cunt, she squirmed and began to cry now as he pushed him self fully into her. His hands groping roughly her breasts, painfully tweaking her nipples till they were bruised and swollen. But what she had smoked before the initiation was probably helping it, she was feeling herself floating like in a dream and she brought her dirty feet up, bended slightly at the knees wanting more of him and the hard shaft he had buried into her. A tingling ran now from her belly betwixt with the pain the waved and crested over and over. And when her body shuddered violently she climaxed her slickened inner walls clung to his cock like a offering. A rush spilt from her running down the crack of her fully exposed buttocks she was forbidden to touch him. He grunted and thrust harder and harder into her, reaching out and beyond his to his own climax, his right hand pinched and held the left nipple till a angry purple was displayed.
Father Khrisnas was particularly happy of his new recruit, innocent and superbly shapely, breasts like he loved them to be, legs and thighs that never end, buttocks to dream of, this little Constance was promising to be for him hours of lust and... Cosmic voluptuousness.
The other followers made a circle around them, chanting in rhythm the initiatory words of the merging of beings whilst their guru was thrusting himself on the same rhythm between the tender and offered pussy lips of Constance. At the time he climaxed, he stood up to cover Constance's body with his sacral semen throwing his arms to the sky and invoking the celestial powers. Then he turned to his disciples chanting : "Sisters of the Cosmic Love, come to collect on the body of our Angel of the Pink Crystal, the Energy of the Universe, come to drink of the original source."
The women of the community, clothed only by multi-colour pearls necklaces and flowers in their hair, approached and licked Constance's body to take the pleasures and to feel their guru's primal Energy of the Universe pouring inside of them. Their hot languid tongues licked and sucked at the young girls body, nipples were bitten and one delved her head betwixt Constance`s thighs, her tongue lapping at her hot exposed pink clit. A tangle of arms legs and breasts as they did what they were told.

Crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable {Part 1 of 3}

"Here am I: at one stroke incestuous, adulteress, sodomite, and all that in a girl who only lost her maidenhead today! What progress, my friends... with what rapidity I advance along the thorny road of vice." Marquis de Sade

Constance was standing in front of a pretentious wood fire in the centre of the magic circle. The young girl was radiant with happiness, she would atleast know what was the real life, the real freedom, she would atleast be able to walk on the path of the spiritual knowledge.
She was eighteen the day before and had immediately left her very conservative parents' house to join the hippy community of the Cosmic Love. The sister of her best friend, who was a member of the community, had told her all about what life was like there, the sexual freedom, the non-taboo, the sharing of hearts and bodies, the abolition of all legal and artificial constraints that society imposed, and one could go back to one's roots and Constance, whose new name would be now Angel of the Pink Crystal would be at least able to free herself from these constraints that were weighing heavily upon her.
The guru of the community, Father Khrisnas, naked except for his thick white snowy beard, had just ended his invocatory dance of the Cosmic powers around the sacral bonfire. He approached Constance and asked her to take off her blouse and her jeans and to throw them into the fire.
"Look at your futile life that is going up in smoke, look how it is pathetic, free yourself, be yourself, show me as you are really, be proud of your body, commune with Nature!"
And Constance so proud to be an adult now, threw also her underwear into the flames and watched them burning, ending her old childhood life. The girl was now feeling a woman, she would soon be the equal of all the others that encircled them. Father Khrisnas approached her and told her to go down on her knees and to take his sacral testicles between her hands, to weigh them, to put them against her cheeks to feel their warmth and smoothness and to kiss them to better feel the source of life. Constance, who never touched a man's testicles before, overran with curiosity and wanted to be accepted into the community, obeyed on all points of the guru. After some minutes, the hands and mouth of Angel of the Pink Crystal had stimulated the guru's cock to rise up as it was necessary for the following part of the initiation ceremony.
"Take now my cock between your hands and bring it to your mouth to taste on it life's vigour. Feel how warm it is, feel the blood beating into it, feel how smooth it is. Drink the nectar of life." The tongue of Constance gathered the first drops of pleasure from the guru Father Khrisnas. Pert and pink her tongue darted out along the head of his cock, as her fingers stroked lightly the pulsating growing shaft. Amazed as her touch made him grow and throb.
The girl was then taken to the river by the other women, naked and bare they all were different shapes and sizes-then to be symbolically immolated on the large stone of the sacrifice. It was a big flat stone on which she lay down on her back, the stone was cold against the warmness of the small of her back. The guru applied then on her breasts and on her cunt a concoction of red fruits whilst reciting sacral words incomprehensible for Constance. She felt the cool sticky juices run betwixt her inner thighs, caressing her inner folds. She loved the new sensations being shown to her, her innocense being lifted like a muslin shroud.
"Angel of the Pink Crystal, are you ready to receive the Cosmic Energy? Do you desire to be the equal of your sisters and to receive the vigour of life into your womb?"