The Story
Of the Magic Orbs by Valerie Barnes
"What are you doing?" Valerie cried, her head rolling from side to
side. She felt dizzy. The world felt as if it was opening beneath her,
sucking her into the lovely abyss which she had always fantasized but
which had always eluded her...until now.
"I feel is if I'm losing my mind." Her lover, Olivia smiled and whispered
in that seductive voice which always made Valerie go a bit weak in the
knees, "No darling, just your naivatie." Valerie playfully pushed against
Olivia 's shoulder and pouted, "I told you, I'm not an innocent." This
made Olivia laugh and reply, "You are as far as I'm concerned,"
Valerie, her eyes firmly closed, didn't notice that Olivia had removed
something from her special, ornate box. It was the sound of surfaces
clinking together that she opened her eyes and saw that Olivia was holding
a silver ball in her hands. No, actually she was holding several of
them joined together with some sort of silken string holding them together.
Valerie didn't even want to speculate about what Olivia intended to
do with them, only that it would push her to further out on that rainbow
plane of passion that was such a new and wonderful realm to her to explore.
Though apprehensive she welcomed it. She was no longer frightened
of the feelings she had had as a girl growing up. She wanted to be whole
in her femininity, to be loved, to feel every erotic sensation. She
was about to enter an entire new universe. Then she saw what Olivia
was going to do. She saw it all, and at first, for just a moment the
fear of the deep spaces of her feminine soul cut in and prevented her
from openly embracing herself. She tried to close her legs to block
Olivia 's progress. She should have known better. "Silly girl," Olivia
chided and gently opened Valerie's legs. "You can't escape yourself,
your true nature. You shouldn't try any more."
Olivia 's words penetrated her in a way that she had never experienced.
She felt her legs part willingly and felt little tremours moving up
her inner thighs. The vibrator Olivia held against her mons was making
her clit throb, sending spasms shooting through and into her. Olivia
then placed one of the silver balls at the opening of her vagina. The
sensation of cold, smooth steel against her soft warm opening sent a
blinding flash of energy through her. A series of whole body spasms,
and a feeling of overwhelming warmth and euphoria enveloped her. The
feeling centered in her cervix, gathering momentum like the first swirlings
of matter preparing to coalesce into a star. As the sensations grew
more dense, she felt the heat rising, until like a supernova, her vagina
ignited, contracting so hard that it tried to turn itself inside out,
blasting an answering pulsar of energy into her brain.
She started to cry out as loudly as she could. Olivia calmly pressed
the silver ball against Valerie's vaginal entrance, opening the lips
as the force increased. And then, suddenly, it popped in. Valerie could
feel the pressure grow suddenly stronger inside her. Gasping for breath,
she cried out in passionate release. Her arms shot up into the air,
her fingers clenched tightly, grasping at an invisible shooting star.
Her legs opened as wide as they could without breaking in a futile effort
to expand the room needed inside her to contain the birth of an entirely
new universe. This, coupled with the searing heat that was eminating
from her clitoris, caused thick, lava to flow from her like a volcano.
Like the birth of a new planetary system, the rainbow abyss of the Gaia
yawned before her. She extended her palms above her, took a deep breath,
and dove into her newly-liberated self, into her first cosmic orgasm.
As her lover, Olivia , pressed the second silver ball into her, she
felt herself plummit into a kaleidoscopic array of colours, sounds and
sensations, formless, shapeless but as real as anything she'd ever experienced,
perhaps more so. Valerie could sense the icy-hot wind wafting across
her rigid nipples, so taunt that their painful pleasure made her cry
out in anguish and joy. She yearned for even stronger sensations to
carry her ever further into herself. She realized that she had longed
for this all her young life...the release that engendered final acceptance,
"little death" that would bring the trauma of rebirth into a new life
of complete femininity.
Olivia pressed a third silver ball in to Valerie'svagina. New and
wonderful vistas opened in Valerie's mind, strange, incredible landscapes
opened before her eyes, bathing her with crystalline patterns of a multi-coloured
hue. Figures darted in and out of her subconscious, goddesses, icons,
gnomes, an entire pantheon that she seemed to recognize but which danced
continually just beyond her conscious recollection of them.
Olivia was speaking to her now but she could not distinuish words,
only the vibrations of her voice reverberating though her body. Olivia
must have pressed in another silvery orb as the increased pressure on
her vaginal walls seemed to strain the limits of her endurance. Her
womb seemed to burst open, her body felt hollow and yet full. She had
never, even in her furtile imagination could have known that such sensations
existed. The image was that of a huge dam breaking apart, though instead
of a lake of blue water it was a vast reservoir of pearly, white cum,
floating in glowing white tides rising and cresting over the barriers
of her defences. These defences, the false facades and avatars that
she had draped over her shoulders like a baccalaureate cape, each one
an external creation of someone else's macabre creation. They had never
felt comfortable or real to her. Now the powerful waves pearly white
cum carried her birthright, each crashing against the embankments of
her past incarnations, of outmoded versions of herself that obscured
her true self.
She opened her eyes to see Olivia gazing down at her, in her lovers
eyes she could she herself transforming in those beautiful mirrors.
Olivia knew that she was close to sheading the last of her illusions
like a worn overcoat. Only she knew Valerie's true nature, even before
Valerie herself knew. Olivia gently pushed the fifth magic ball into
her vagina. Valerie could feel her juices began to gush out of her fast
now. She felt a growing apprehension that she was about to lose complete
control. She feared that she could not cope with the incredibly blissful
sensations that were coursing through her. It was strange, so different.
Just then shift in consciousness occurred, she was experiencing her
body, or maybe it was her soul permeating her body in a whole new way.
It was as if Olivia was pouring into her, flowing through her veins,
or was it that she was inside Olivia ? Somehow, her wonderful lover,
Olivia , had enabled an alchemical process wherein the solid silver balls
inserted in her so lovingly had magically transformed the boiling cauldron
of her mind, body and soul to a state of ecstasy...to the joy of her
own being, her own womanhood.
Now that she was here, she wanted more, much much more. Valerie wanted
to feel her new being stretched to the outer limits and beyond. Suddenly
Valerie remembered that there were six balls attached to the silken
rope she had seen in her lover's hands. She could not comprehend the
notion of withstanding more ecstasy, she was afraid, she didn't know
if she wanted to go that final step. She heard herself tell her Olivia
that she could take no more. As Olivia slid the final silver ball into
her. Valerie was correct.What was about to happen to her next was not
going to be easy. She began to moan. However, Valerie began to learnthat
there were muscles in the depths of her vaginal walls that could she
could work, taking deep breaths and concentrating, manipulating the
magical, silver balls inside her to rearrange themselves...
And then, oh god, she could make just enough of a shift, she could
feel just a slight lessening of the pressure from them. That was all
that Olivia needed. Valerie's mind and body reeled with the awesome
feeling inside her. She felt the inner membranes of her vagina begin
to flutter into uncontrollable spasms that she believed in that divine
moment would never stop. After a while the fulness seemed less intense.
Olivia sensed that it was time for the next step of her beloved's
initiation into the sublime rites of Sapphos. She turned her special
vibrator on and trained the tip of it on Valerie's ridgedly distended
clitoris. This immediately set up a series of vibrations that seemed
to permeate Valerie's entire body, increasing exponentially the sensation
of Valerie's muscles spreading though every fibre of tissue contained
with her skin.
Olivia pressed the tip of the vibrator against Valerie's clitoris
then released the pressure, though still maintaining contact. She did
it again and again. Olivia moved her fingertip to the point where Valerie's
labial lips came together, she started to push in and release with a
regular rhythm while the vibrator whirred against her swollen clit..
Valerie felt this marvelous tempo start to assume a regular shape, start
to take on a solid form, surrounding her body with glowing rings of
brilliant white light, stimulating her chakras, transporting her into
a vast new dimension of time and space.
Push! Release!
Push! Release!
Push! Release!
Then Olivia flicked the speed of the vibrator up to the peak of intensity.
"Now Valerie, let it all come flowing into me, I want to feel you inside
me as you now feel me inside of you." Valerie went over the edge of
her universe! She started to scream, loudly. Gut wrenching screams that
seemed to spill out of a deep reservoir of passion and longing burried
beneath her conscious thought, surprising her as much as she did Olivia
by the force and drive that accompanied them.
Olivia gently removed the little silver orbs, slowly, then took Valerie
into her warm embrace. They looked into each other's eyes and both saw
in the other, themselves.
