the goddess unveiled
ella black
When Gya awoke the serpent didn’t move. Instead, her small warm frame, draped languidly around its gigantic coiled body barely caused a tremor. So great its circumference, just one scale from its majestic form would fill a circle made by Gya’s outstretched arms. Content to let the waking take its time, Gya allowed her eyelids to flutter whilst slowly bringing awareness to her long-dormant body.
Her skin is moist from condensation that drips from the roof of Serpent’s hibernation cave. The air, thick with humidity, is visible. Swallowing, Gya realises she is parched and her tongue instinctively seeks out those cool wet crevasses in Serpent’s coils.
Slippery scales smooth to the touch, rich ravines of refreshment trickling into her awaiting throat.
Lying on her stomach lapping at Serpent’s skin, subtle undulations alert her to the beginning of this creature’s awakening. Energy seems to pour off its being and a vibration at the lowest point of Gya’s spine resonates in concurrence. From above, the air growing ever thicker wraps tendril-like around her neck and torso. Warm wet arms caress her lips and tangle her tongue, lap at her legs and travel her thighs, harness her hips and put pools in her belly button. Gya is taken completely, arms spread out wide in surrender, senses on high alert, mouth opened to accept these humidity tendrils travelling through her like wildfire.
A drop of icy water falls from the roof of the cave to Gya’s forehead. Its fall gives her taken body an idea, intelligence, and a desperate desire for it to fall again. The thought makes her throat once again parched, makes her eyes roll backwards, chest arc skywards. “Please” she whispers in a voice that seems to come from her sex itself, deep and raspy, “higher… please…take me to the roof.” Suddenly the great serpent, as if obeying her plea lifts the tail end of its mass and Gya, weighted now heavily upon it, is lifted.
Travelling high speed through an indigo blue vortex, wind rushing violently through her being, the sound deafening, the voice deep and commanding; “This is just the beginning… there is no turning back now… you are sensate, you are all sense. When you come you will be no more.”
Shock like lightening careens through nipples as they hit the ice-cold stone ceiling. Gasping for breath Gya at once feels the need to jerk away yet cannot bear to. Jolts stream from these rock hard points in a V-line to her aching clit, brought suddenly to life with the extremity of the shock.
Rock roof bursts open, its pieces glass-like shards sucked by the sky. In rushes the night all cool and clear and their canopy turns from cavern to cosmos, as shards become stars.
Suddenly naked against the night Serpent winds its length around Gya in protection. It is almost fully awake and undulations travel along its length in waves. Helpless, she is carried along with the reptilian tide until she comes to rest at the very tip of its tail, at a point where her arms and legs can just wrap around. Relentlessly the undulations continue even there, rolling over and over Gya’s clit whilst a heat more powerful than she could possibly imagine gathers in a fireball at the opening of her cunt. What feels like flame, forked and hot, flickers at the backs of her thighs and turning, she realises the tongue of Serpent itself is working circles between her legs.
First a burning ember, a glowing coal on earthen floor pulsates heart-like. Each beat feeds the fire, each contraction pushing the expansion out further until flame threatens to engulf everything - the cave, the ember, Serpent, Girl.
Serpent’s tongue is at once too much and not enough. Gya, dripping sweat feels the tightness rising in her, heightened by the vibrating lower tip of her spine. She is all vibration now, yet the clenching of her thighs and forward thrust of her hips reminds her that she is undeniably very, very conscious. That she has form and that form could move mountains with its power.
Wake Up!
Head thrown back, mouth agape a moan primeval not just escapes but shakes itself up from the core of her being. Fireball at her cunt’s mouth all devouring. Humidity tendrils wrapping and unwrapping her chest, breasts, nipples. Heat, all heat in Serpent’s tongue flicking at her sex like a whip. Gya has no doubt about what she must do. With one almighty push Serpent’s tail is bent around and its very tip rattling and humming enters her beating, ready sex. Now spine’s rattle is fused with Serpent’s tail and Gya’s clenching muscles ride this tail feeding its, and her, power.
Sex dripping, fireball expanding, engulfing cunt, pelvis, belly, thighs, chest, heart, arms, hands, head. Body blown apart, a lusty cry echoing off the walls of the world, Serpent and Gya fused into one shaking quaking organism.
Like an inverted whirlpool Serpent and Gya’s merging happened. Their forces made equal as the two forms fused to one. She came and she and Serpent were no more. Whilst water gushed from her pulsating form, bodies of water flowed through the fire-soaked landscape.
In the first morning’s light two kite-like shapes float from the sky.
Taken on the breeze they have breath.
Snakeskin and Goddess veil fall lightly upon the earth.
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