Once in a Blue Agave Moon: Chapter 42

Meanwhile…in a Shared Separate Reality….

Chianna led Jedidiah back to the house more excited than she could remember being in a very long time. In fact, she couldn’t remember how long it had been since she had felt much of anything except for resignation.

Under normal circumstances, people do not allow themselves to acknowledge these feelings, and they suffer for it.

Guilt, denial, and social conditioning prevent us from doing so.

The Fruit of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil was so named because it’s discoverer, Merlin believed that whatever was responsible for imparting Sentience to Humans was a quantum leap in consciousness that smacked of outside intervention (possibly chemical) and the Bible (for what it’s worth as an attempt to account for the nature of our existence) specifically attempts to demonize The Serpent as either Satan, or one of his emissaries, despite the fact that the Old Testament rarely made any references to The Dark Lord, which appears to be largely a Christian invention.

God was pissed because his pet monkeys went and got…well, human, declaring “ …they think that they are like Us…” 

Us?

It seemed that Sentience was not a part of God’s plan for mankind.  

One of the functions of The Knowledge is it’s ability to allow its user to see everything exactly as it is. ‘…just this, only this.’ Somehow,, it facilitates a separation of all of the component parts of any event, any phenomenon, to a point approaching fragmentation of all incoming stimuli.

To wit: even the most seemingly innocuous event can trigger occult associations of previous similar events, or emotions or other sequelae into slices or fractions of its overall composition, like an autopsy or post-mortem, often exposing the fallacy, the hypocrisy, the faulty associations, incorrect assumptions, and even cruelty of all its component parts.

Perhaps even more usefully, it also connects the dots, or fills in the missing information to identify, expose, or suggest associations not previously apparent as to what is real, and what is not real, what is true from what is not true.

It also has the reputation of “re-booting your entire table of contents” of every event that has ever happened in your life.

It is not either especially cruel, or falsely conciliatory or hopeful because it is pure truth, devoid of the hypnotism of the interlocking series of self-sustaining lies built upon a foundation of Fear that supports virtually every institution of every culture or society since the beginning of time.

The exhilaration of being lifted up from the dank, cavernous swamp of Duḥkha, freed of Samsari is so liberating and joyous that only the word Rapture comes close in its description.

Which is, of course a great inspiration for the most glorious fucking that you have ever experienced; suddenly liberated from Guilt, Shame, embarrassment, self-consciousness, and Fear, Sex is the ultimate expression of physical joy, attempting to mirror the ultimate realization of The Knowing.

In this way, it is not Desire born out of need, but rather of Joy, a vehicle to catapult  it’s initiates beyond the Veil of Tears.

Chianna was dripping wet with anticipation as she drew Jed into their shower. “I want us to be completely clean before we get as dirty as we want.”

The water was hot, and steam filled the room as she grabbed a bar of scented soap that she had set aside in anticipation of this moment.

Her hands rubbed the soap to produce a thick, luxurious lather that she applied to his cock, his balls and his ass before rinsing him off, and as she began to suck his cock, she rubbed the soap all over her tits and armpits, then her hungry cunt and ass, never stopping a relentless ballet of licking, sucking, and swallowing as she forced his long, hard cock further and further down her throat.

“Ahhhhh…oh God! Please slow down just a little or else I’m going to cum in about five seconds! Oh shit! I mean it…I wanted to be able to really take my time to pleasure you…and…uh…”

Somehow she managed to utter “Go ahead…I want you to…” as she stuck her soapy middle finger up his asshole, searching for his prostate like a heat-seeking missile.

She felt his anus clench, then relax just very briefly before wave after wave of paroxysms wracked his body. As it did, Chianna only intensified her violation of Jed’s ass.

Then she felt the violent spasms producing waves of semen gushing down her throat as she swallowed his throbbing cock completely.

He was still twitching slightly as she slid the rest of him out of her mouth. She almost started to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand, then thought the better of it, and lightly drew her fingers across her lips, then smiled as she looked up to Jed, who was sliding downwards with his back against the shower wall.

His eyes were glazed, and his mouth hung open. He sighed deeply.“You know that this is only the beginning…right? Jed looked ecstatic, albeit slightly shaken, and yet amazingly calm. He appeared to be surrounded by an electric-blue envelope of light.

“I certainly hope so…unless it’s just the usual five or six quick ones and then off to see the boys…” Chianna shook her head joyously to throw off the water from her beautiful mane of dark brown hair.

“Oh yeah…me too, but I meant, well, The Knowing…it gets a whole lot more intense…sometimes it gets to be overwhelming…and it doesn’t stop for almost twelve hours…nothing really scary, or sinister, at least for most people…you’ve got nothing to worry about, not from what I perceive in you…everything connects to everything else, and then comes back around again…just let it come to you….”

“What I would like more than about anything would be to perceive that long, beautiful cock deep inside me…but no rush, no pressure…seriously though, I can’t believe this is all happening so fast…I hope that you don’t feel awkward about Elliott. I think that he’s actually relieved by this, to tell you the truth.”

“He knows that I would never do anything to hurt him…at least I hope so. Our intention was to utilize his talents, and reputation, but we were seriously concerned that you would feel threatened by the history that we have together…who knew?”

“Well, you changed all that, now didn’t you? Neither one of us could have anticipated this, and it’s not like we have to hide anything…and well, maybe this will save our marriage…I have no intention of…”

“And me neither…don’t get me wrong…but I know that ‘The Knowledge’ will help give us the insight to see how this will fit together for all of us.”

“To tell you the truth, I can’t claim to have been very supportive about Elliott’s obsession with Polyamory…we were swingers before we were even a couple, but I never felt any kind of feelings for any of our playmates. The were just live sex toys to me. That’s how I dealt with it.”

“So I can assume that it’s not all just physical?”

“Well, I thought that was all it was…maybe I hoped it was…I don’t know…”

“Actually, I meant that you are also gaining some insight into your own psyche, right?”

“Yes, of course. It doesn’t threaten me now to reflect on things like how my mother fucked my head all up with her vicious bullshit. Some of it has been buried so deeply that I didn’t even see what it had done to me…shit, most of my family is just plain out of their minds, now that I look at it with new eyes.”

“Well, you’re not alone there. None of us are. Most of the trappings of Culture, Religion, and societal norms are just a way of controlling the population to benefit the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men…and their primary weapon of choice is Fear.”

“You know, right now I’d really appreciate it if you can just hold me for a little while as I let this all sink in…and give you a chance to catch your breath…I don’t want to sound presumptuous, but…maybe in a little while we could pick up where we left off?” she asked.

Chianna noticed that it looked like it might not take all that long, after all.

Namasté

नमस्ते

Chazz Vincent

copyright  ©  March 12th, 2021  

Fish swim with the tides, in and out of the lagoon as it empties itself, receives from, and flows back into the sea.

*ALL REFERENCES TO ANY PERSONS CONFIRMED STILL LIVING IS PURELY CO-INCIDENTAL…AND THE DEAD ARE TOO BUSY LAUGHING AT US TO CARE.

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