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THE LABYRINTH
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THE LABYRINTH In Greek mythology, the Labyrinth was an elaborate structure designed and built by legendary artificers. Its function was to hold mythical creatures. In colloquial English, labyrinth is generally synonymous with maze but many contemporary scholars observe a distinction between the two. To me personally, a labyrinth has a definate mythical ambience offering a true sense of being when you are in balance with yourself and surroundings. There is one such labyrinth close to me in a very secluded and isolated little enclave on the Northern side of the Outeniqua mountains. The area here is known as the Klein Karoo a semi arid area. I found this labyrinth in a resort area purely by chance whilst doing an aerial survey. It was incredibly well built with many wine bottles and rock in an extremely artful lay out. It was obviously built a very long time ago. In the centre the audio feedback and resonance really enhances the mythical atmosphere. It was here, about half an hours drive from where we were supposed to have dinner that I brought her. She is a true natures caught up in the rigid confines of a professional job, the cold reality of a modern day loveless marriage where money is everything and two teenage requiring constant attention in a small town setting. We have been friends – fuckbuddies if you will – for a very long time With us, fucking is more than going at it like rabbits. It is incredibly intense; every time leaving something to be reminisced about for a long time afterwards. Especially so as the opportunities we get are few and far inbetween and usually as a result of<b> skilled </font></b>and detailed planning a long time in advance. Winter has not set in fully, the thick blanket set out in the middle of the labyrinth was more to protect our naked bodies from the sand and stones than for protection against the cold. The moonlight reflected light green from the wine bottles. Her nipples dark and hard against the pale skin of her breasts. I had an urge to almost manhandle them. I don’t know why we were whispering but my groan sounded harder than it was – almost an echo - when she bit my lip – hard when I entered her. She was on top, ours eyes locked. Her wetness causing lapping sounds as our bodies became one filled the labyrinth and resounded back to us almost doubling in volume. All we had to do is listen and simply give over to primeval urges. Intensity soon surrendered to nothing other than raw fucking. Afterwards I resisted the urge to ask her about the tears and simply poured the red wine into the single glass we were sharing still naked on the blanket in the middle of the labyrinth. |
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Awesome! Something interesting in my life: A surprise on my naked body this morning Come visit my blog to know what I get up to from time to time: [blog 4jasmine2]
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Tincabella! You are so right, glad you enjoyed. 
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