Incarnation (sexual content)

[goldenmyst]

Incarnation (sexual content)

Deep in the inter-galactic night ribbons of energy rippled. They stretched across the chasms of space in sentient strands. Humanity had long since shed their organic bodies. Consciousness had expanded exponentially in sub-atomic particle rivers of thought and feeling. The webs of mind extended for light years in the blackness of deep space. Millennia flowed by as this collective consciousness converged in myriad webs of being and emotion. The immortal beings co-mingled in love making patterns in timeless pleasure through the centuries.

In a microsecond interval two ribbons swirled in a dance of love. Emanations of warmth flowed in a flirtatious flux. Messages of love bounced between the ancient beings. A decision coalesced. Atavistic yearning for human bodies overwhelmed them with delicious longing. For just a blink of time they would materialize on some planet and experience physical love once more.

Purple fog wisps swirled around them on the shore of the ocean they found themselves on. She was a midnight mistress bathed in the red light of the swollen star overhead. Her long raven tresses cascaded down her shoulders dangling above her waist. He was an Apollonian muscle sculpted man. His dark hair fell down to his shoulders in sparkling curls. She rejoiced in her reborn humanity. With eager joy she reached out feeling the soft texture of his hand. He gripped her svelte hand in his.

They lay in the wet sand feeling the sensations of organic being wash over them. She kissed him with tongue probing loving him as a woman does a man. His hand followed the curve of her hip in a celebration of sexual flowering. Her tactile exploration of his body began in earnest. She ensnared his chestnut delicacies in a cat’s cradle of her fingers. Her spidery digits enmeshed his manhood in a fine web of ferocious femininity. His molten magma solidified in her salacious clasp.

His brawn sank to the sand where their sweat mingled. She crouched like a kitten over him and clasped him in the cusp of her thighs. He felt the saffron blue scintillation of her velvet hot caress. Her wet heat emanated liquid love. The lick of her love nest set his fever flowing in buzz beatitude beyond compulsion. Lush with tropic night splendor, fertility awakened in her womanly recesses. Their sumptuous fantasies ripened to fruition.

The wet strands of her pheromone soaked hair pummeled his face like falling stars. His hands grasped her derriere in hot blooded desire; till smoke and fire burned away ego in their cathedral of pleasure. She enveloped him in a web of deep primitive rhythms. The melody of their passion sang pleasure deep into their sensate bodies. Awash in sweaty sensuality their resurrected bodies tingled in waves of animal rut.

In the afterglow of passion they lay entwined in the warm water’s edge as the waves washed over them. She brushed a lock of hair from his face and pressed her wet lips to his. She kissed him ravenously in the salty spray of rolling surf. As the red giant sun sank to the misty horizon they held each other in tender love. “Do we have to go back?” she implored him. “We have evolved my love. Regression will only bring back the chaos of war and suffering.” They kissed one last time and merged into the cosmic continuum of the starry heavens.