Authors: J.D. Moon
“I love it here,” said Asha, once they were inside. “Peru is very magical. I knew that it would be special, before I even booked the flight,” she continued. Barnaby was sitting on one of the wooden chairs beside her bed, and he marveled at how gorgeous Asha was to him as she shimmied out of her sundress and put on a pair of black linen pants and a long, linen tunic.
“Peru is a place that attracts sacred souls,” said Barnanby, clasping his hands. “Many people from all over the world travel here and eventually find that Peru is their real home. Others come to visit, and find everlasting love,” he smiled, and then reached for Asha’s hand. She smiled and stood beside him, holding his hand and waving it up and down.
“Why don’t we go into the village and get some food, then come back here?” Asha asked Barnaby. “Maybe we can find some more of that amazing coffee,” Asha’s eyes lit up.
“I would love to do whatever makes you happy,” Barnaby said, and he kissed her on the cheek. Asha suggested that they call a shuttle, and within minutes they were sampling roasted coffee blends at another wonderful cafe on the outskirts of town. Barnanby was personal friends with the owner, and Asha was treated to a tasty baked pie and two steaming cafes. When they decided to leave for Asha’s cottage, it was sundown. As they prepared to step in the shuttle, Asha caught sight of Diego, riding his bike along the road. She called him over, and the three chatted for a few minutes before Asha and Barnaby got on the shuttle to leave.
“Diego is one of my best friends here,” Barnaby stated, matter-of-factly. “We’ve known each other for a long time. He understands the shifters. More of us will be at the meditation tomorrow,” he continued, looking at Asha’s expressions when he spoke. “I hope you understand us, and realize that we aren’t any different from other people. We have just been blessed with a special gift,” he said.
“I think that being unique is what makes a person attractive,” said Asha, and kissed him on the hand. They enjoyed their ride back to her cottage, and once inside, got comfortable on the canopy bed. The cottage was small and cozy. Asha felt like this was such a romantic space to be with a man, and even more special because he was a shifter. She placed her head on his chest and felt the silent rise of his breathing. Then she kissed him on the lips, the cheek, and the forehead.
“Asha. How would you feel about meeting another shifter? “Barnanby asked as he fondled one of Ashas’s breasts. “Would you find it interesting to share yourself with two of us?” he asked, seriously. “In shifter culture, we do not have the same sort of disdain for exploring with more than one person,” he said.” “In fact, we consider it another blessing to be able to experience the sacred soul of two people at he same time because it builds a deeper universal connection.”
“I want my experience in Peru to be memorable and unique,” said Asha, sliding closer to Barnaby. I think that this might be happening for a reason, since much of my past relationship history was so…” Asha’s voice trailed off. “…so disappointing.”
“I think you will find it an amazing experience,” said Barnanby. “Tomorrow, at the meditation, I want you to meet Pedro. He is one of the healers that will be there. He plays many instruments, and is a powerful presence. I think you’ll be glad you met him,” he said. “This is a special community in Peru that you have found yourself with,” he added, and massaged Asha’s neck until she drifted off to sleep.
When Asha and Barnaby prepared for the healing meditation the next day, the air was filled with the scent of juniper, and the sky was absent of clouds. Asha wore her linen tank-top, and a pair of leggings. Her hair was pulled back, and her face looked fresh. She and Barnaby headed for Diego’s house and joined the congregation that had gathered out front. Men and women of various ages, holding various instruments, mingled and gave introductions. Asha sensed an aura of positivity, and she snapped a photo. Children came running from the field out back, carrying flutes and small drums.
“Welcome, welcome gatherers of Peru,” he said. “We have come together today as a peace offering, and as a ceremony for the sacred soul that exists within us all,” a tall, bearded man with a multi-colored shirt and long, baggy pants spoke. “I hope that everyone finds a comfortable space to enjoy the sounds,” he said, and then began playing his flute. A man beside him began to play his small drum, and a woman joined in with another small flute, as well.
Asha sat down on a grassy space, close to the porch, and Barnaby disappeared momentarily. She closed her eyes and then began to sway to the sounds. Shortly after, she felt a nudge on her shoulder. It was Barnaby, and he whispered for her to come with him to the sweat lodge. Asha had never been in a sweat lodge, but she followed Barnaby, still enjoying the sounds of the music coming from out front. When she reached the back of the house, a large, clay structure was situated facing the mountains.
“This is where we sweat,” said Barnaby, “and we give thanks for our blessings,” he smiled. “Won’t you join us?” he asked Asha, and motioned for her to un-dress. Another man appeared from the side of the house, holding hands with a beautiful Peruvian woman. He introduced himself as Pedro, and shook Asha’s hand. Asha figured that his must be the Pedro Barnanby had spoken of earlier.
“I am Olivia,” the woman spoke, her warm brown eyes twinkling in the light. Asha wondered if Olivia was a shifter, or if only men in this community were granted such special powers. The four began to strip off their clothing and one by one entered the lodge. Inside, the ground was covered in burlap, and large dark rocks were placed in various sections under the enclosure. A pitcher of water was filled with water, and a light steam was rising from the moist ground.
Pedro sat down and Olivia sat next to him. Asha wasn’t uncomfortable with being naked in front of strangers, but it was a new experience for her. She found herself looking at Pedro, admiring his wide shoulders, his taut stomach, and his firm muscles. His hair was cut close to his scalp, unlike many of the men in the village. His cheekbones were angular and his jaw was square. Asha could also see his large penis as it hung between his legs before he sat down.
Olivia rose and poured water from the pitcher onto the rocks. They let out a massive hissing sound as stem rose to the top of the lodge. Olivia was slender and dark, her breasts tiny and firm, her nipples large and pointed. She had thin, dark hair that hung to her shoulders, and her legs were thin and delicate. Asha looked at Olivia’s thick, black pubic hair, and realized that this was stimulating to look at. Asha had never seen another woman naked besides at her gym. For a moment, she imagined touching Olivia’s pussy.
Barnaby sat next to Asha and began to rub her shoulders. She smiled and then moved closer to him, unsure if she was comfortable with the others looking at her body. Asha couldn’t pinpoint what caused her sudden feeling of uneasiness, but she backed up and left the sweat lodge. She quickly reached for her shirt and pulled it over her head. Barnaby followed her and asked what was wrong.
“It’s not you. It’s not anyone, really. It’s me feeling a little awkward,” she said.
“We are all friends here,” said Barnanby. “There is nothing to worry about,” he assured her. Asha took his hand and looked him in the eyes.
“I’ve never been naked in a sweat lodge before,” she said. “It’s not really weird or anything, it’s just….different,” she continued. “I want to be comfortable like everyone else, but I don’t know if I can sit there and have everyone look at me naked,” she said. “Sometimes I think my body isn’t good enough,” she shrugged.
“Woman,” he smiled. “You are a magnificent creature and have a body that is a gift. My fiends inside…they are all shifters, special people with unique powers. This is not like the other experiences you have had,” he said. “And besides, you are pretty adventurous, yourself.” Ash laughed because she knew that she wasn’t a prude. This was just very new to her. She stepped back in the lodge, took a deep breath, and sat next to Olivia.
“I think you will feel better if you try and relax, “said Olivia. “Maybe you can let me stroke your back for a little.”
“Yes. Please do,” said Asha. Olivia reached forward and placed her hands on Asha’s back. She ran her fingers gently across her shoulder blades, and then began to rub them. Asha closed her eyes and tried to relax. Olivia rubbed her back harder, and Asha leaned into Barnaby for support. Olivia’s hands were thin but strong. She began to hum a little song, and Pedro poured more water on the rocks. Barnaby began to rub Asha’s back as well, and he and Olivia smiled, observing Asha’s peaceful expression.
“Do you like it?” Olivia asked Asha.
“Yes. It feels good,” said Asha. This was something that Asha had never envisioned in her life. She had always wondered what it would feel like to be finger fucked by a woman, or to have a woman eat her pussy. It was beginning to feel as if Peru were some sort of land where Asha’s fantasies and subconscious ideas were being played out before her.
“Would you like me to stroke your breasts?” Olivia asked. “I would like to feel your nipples. They are very pretty and I think they would enjoy my fingers,” she said. “I will make sure that you enjoy this,” Olivia smiled.
“Okay,” said Asha, meeting Olivia’s eyes. Olivia smiled and sat so that her face was close to Ashas’s face. Then she reached for Asha’s nipples and pulled them softly away from her breasts. Asha giggled, and Olivia smiled. “That tickles,” said Asha.
“It is good for the body to stimulate the muscles everywhere, and to get the blood flow circulating,” said Olivia. With that, Pedro stood behind her and began to rub her ass with his large hands. He then licked his index finger and slowly inserted it inside her ass. Olivia gave a little shake, and then smiled. Pedro took a deep breath and reached for his penis placing it in his palm. Pedro loved to admire Olivia when she was naked. He considered her the most beautiful woman he knew.
“I don’t know if you understand yet, Asha, but we are different. We have a special connection to the earth,” he said, and Asha watched as his ears began to change form. Fur began to cover his head, then his back and his legs. Asha watched, mesmerized as she had been when she witnessed the same with Barnanby. Pedro stretched, and Asha saw his stomach now covered in fur, as well as his arms. His thick penis was now erect and he nudged it against Olivia’s back.
Olivia smiled and continued to rub Asha’s breasts. Asha was becoming turned on with the entire scene, and reached for Olivia. The two women embraced and the men watched from beyond the steaming rocks. “Let me feel your yoni,” said Olivia, and she reached for Asha’s pussy which was now wet in anticipation. Pedro began to stroke his large cock and watched as Olivia fingered Asha. “You are so wet, Asha. You must like this,” smiled Olivia, leaning on her side and getting more comfortable. Asha said nothing, but spread her legs wider and let Olivia slide in two more fingers. “I love how this feels on my fingers,” Olivia moved gracefully and quickly, in and out of Asha’s pussy. Asha moaned with pleasure.
Barnaby’s eyes widened as he watched the two women together. Asha moaned loudly, and then opened her eyes to see Barnaby shifting. His arms and his back became covered with brown fur, and his eyes were glowing yellow once again. His arms were thick and his back was rounded. His large cock hung between his legs and he picked it up, waiting for the right moment to approach Asha. Just then Asha moaned even louder, sure that she was going to have an orgasm. She told Olivia to wait, and Barnaby moved in between them, his thick cock ready to pound Asha’s pussy.
“Fuck me, Barnaby,” said Asha. Barnaby got on all fours and then lowered himself on top of Asha. She reached her arms around his thick, furry neck, and pulled him as close to her body as possible. He waited for only a moment, and then Asha saw the butterfly, first in her mind’s eye, and then in the sweat lodge. She wanted to say something, but remained silent. Olivia was now on her back, and Pedro was licking her hairy pussy. Asha sat up to watch, her arms still around Barnaby’s neck. “I don’t want to leave Peru,” she whispered in Barnaby’s ear.
Barnanby rested his weight on Asha, and inserted his thick cock inside her. First he moved slowly, watching Asha’s eyes close as she clung to his hairy back. “I know what it means now to have my soul in one piece,” she cried, and Barnaby thrust himself inside her again. He sounded like he was growling, and Asha closed her eyes, remembering her dream of the man in the purple poncho. She wanted him to remain inside her forever. Barnaby’s thrusts grew harder and harder, and Asha clung to him with all her might. She wondered if she would ever feel this sensual again, thought about how intense her emotions and her body felt when she was with him.
The sound of flutes, drums, and guitars echoed outside of the sweat lodge. Asha could hear Diego’s voice, and she wondered if Penelope was with him. The vision of the butterfly floated before her eyes, and she called out in ecstasy as Barnaby’s cock pleasured her to orgasm. Asha wailed and moaned as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. It was the most intense orgasm she had experienced, and she was amazed at how the rippling waves of delight continued to spill forth inside her pussy. She wanted it to be a memory that stayed with her into eternity.
Pedro continued to slide his cock inside Olivia, and she whispered in his furry ear. “You are a shifter, and we will never be apart.” Pedro looked like a massive brown beast, burrowed on top of Olivia’s slight body. He watched her face as she cried out that she was coming. Asha though she heard her say something in Spanish. Just then he slid off her body and poured more water on the steaming rocks. The sky turned black, ushering night into the healing community.