Shakti’s Cave – Part 2

written by Shiva at Mt Arunachala in India

Shakti reappears…

Now she is holding an ancient bell which she holds to her heart between her naked breasts, and she chimes it 9 times. She is standing right before me, looking down into my eyes. She’s naked except for a most magically deep scarlet skirt of the finest transparent silk. It is lined with exquisite glittering gold thread running down in lines from her waist to her feet.

I see the flames of the fire dancing through her skirt between her legs, her inner thighs and calves aglow with the flames golden light. Her whole body glistens with perfumed oil. Her fingers are covered, adorned with rings of gold and silver, jewels of ruby emerald diamond on everyone. Necklaces hang down, pearls and Moonstone’s grace her voluptuous swelling naked full breasts. Silver anklets covered in tiny bells adorn her ankles. Around her waist is a silver serpent, and at her belly just below the navel the snake has its tail in its mouth.

She has a single fine strand of silver and encircling her head and at the centre of her third eye hangs the most exquisite pink diamond, yoni shaped, glittering and reflecting from within, its magical light down into my being.

Shakti smiles…

Ever so slowly, she starts to dance, all the while looking into my eyes, her hypnotic kohl-lined eyes mesmerising my being. She dances around the fire, sometimes twirling and spinning, swaying her hips, her whole body writing, undulating, shaking, stamping her feet upon the floor of the cave.

Her jewels and bracelets all tinkling and chiming a subtle metallic beat of their own. Her beautiful full swelling breasts glisten and sway with her rhythm, she smiles at me, delighting in my arousal and complete adoration of every inch of her exotic being. Shakti is happy and she laughs, making the most magical humming sounds and intonations.

A delicious heat arises throughout my whole body, even though I am sitting cross-legged on the floor smiling, my manhood stands totally hard and erect, fully aroused and proudly awakened, pulsating and throbbing with the sacred heat arising upwards, through my body. Divine desire and warmth continues upwards through my centre, through my beating heart, up into my third eye and Crown. I start to hum and chant strange yet familiar sounds responding to her sounds, we become one through the rhythm and sound.

Shakti is happy and she laughs aloud.

to be continued…