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Lingam Worship
I got a call from Adrienne, the woman that had gotten me into trouble and then helped me the night the Ice Queen tied me to the floor of the Women's restroom (link to story here). Adrienne invited me to what she called "an exclusive sex/worship party", and told me that they were a group of women that wanted good looking men that could control themselves and hadn't come in a while. She said she remembered that I fit category from the night she met me. Which was true, the Ice Queen had trained my dick really well, and I could go a very, very long time without coming. She said that there probably would not be any fucking at this party, but I could expect to be stroked and blown. She also said that I would be blindfolded, and tied to a chair, but nothing humiliating would be done to me.
She aslo told me not to fuck or even jerk off for the three weeks leading up to the party, so my yogic power would be at it's height. She said that the power would be fulfilled and reaped during the ceremony, and that it would be passed from the men to the women through special sex acts. She said it would be a ceremony that was filled with love. It sounded like one of those wild "only in San Francisco" kind of events, but I figured what the hell. As usual, my mind was consumed with sex, and as usual I wasn't getting any.
So the night of the party finally arrived, and I'm horny as hell because I haven't even jerked off in 3 weeks. She comes to pick me up in this limo. In the car were four other guys, all about my age, and Adrienne. We stopped and picked up one other guy, and then she had us each put black velvet hoods on. When the car stopped, we were told to keep our hoods on and wait for a minute. I could hear a car door open and Adrienne's heels click as she walked away. When she came back I could hear several women's voices, and one of them gently pulled me from the car and led me inside. She did not saying anything to me, but I could tell by the scent of her perfume that it was not Adrienne.
Just this, being handled in this way, got me feeling hot, and I couldn't help getting rock hard. I was led into this room, and then she carefully removed my hood. The room was large and only lit by a few candles, so it was hard to make out the details of where I was. The woman that had led me in and had taken my hood off was smiling at me, and had this sort of gentle vibe about her. She was slim, and tall, with a beautiful face. She looked a lot like a model, which is probably what she was, because I shortly found out that even a lot of the men were models. I remembered that Adrienne worked in the fashion industry, so it made sense.
We were told to stay in the room, and that we would begin shortly. Everybody was very calm, and spoke in kind of hushed tones. At that point, there were five other men in the room and only a couple of women. Naturally, I was dying to know what was going to happen. It appeared that a couple of guys had done this before, but they weren't giving many details. Just that it was fun, and harmless, and that the women would explain soon. No introductions were made.
The room was like a large atrium or greenhouse attached to the back of a very large house. We must have been blindfolded so we wouldn't know exactly where the house was. And possibly to make sure that we were really OK with obeying before the ceremony began. There was a semicircle of chairs around mats and pillows on the floor and in the center was this large stone statue that looked vaguely like a pillar. It appeared to be covered in some kind of water or oil and was glistening in the candlight.
About half an hour later, six more men were led into the room with hoods on. The ladies removed the men's hoods. I believe that the final count was 12 men and 4 women. The women disappeared for a few minutes and then came out wearing silky thin robes. We were asked to sit down in the chairs because the worship was about to begin. At this point an Indian woman stood at the center next to the pillar and started to explain about the ceremony. She said that this would be a gentle and loving ritual based on ancient Hindu yogic power that was symbolized by the erect penis. The power was called kundalini, and that it would be transferred from the men to the women tonight. She explained that the stone pillar was called a Shiva Lingam and was the symbol of the lord Shiva, in the form of an erect penis. The one they had there was from an ancient Hindu temple and was over 1,000 years old. She said the said that "The Shiva Lingam and a man's erect penis are symbolic of the creative power of cosmos. Properly harnessed... this power can be transmuted into pure creative energy. Tonight we will gather that energy."
She went on about a lot of the spiritual Hindi powers that were part of the ceremony, but I quickly lost focus on what she was saying. She was an exotic dark, tall beauty with full breasts, and a firm lean body. It was easy to see her breasts bobbing freely under the fabric as she stood and spoke. I could easily become obsessed with her, she was a perfect creature, with long dark shining hair, dangerous, dancing eyes, and was clearly self-confident. Looking at them gathered in front, all four of the women were truly lovely. Adrienne's long red hair cascaded down her light beige robe. Her large breasts were amazingly firm and high, especially given that they clearly had no support, and she had a firm stomach and tight ass that trailed down to long lovely white legs. She caught me looking her over and gave me a little smile. The other two were brunettes, both with shoulder length hair, and were probably at least 5' 9", with gorgeous long brown legs. They had smaller breasts, but they still had enough heft to jiggle when they walked. I recognized one of these ladies as the one that had led me in and helped me with my hood.
The Indian woman now started giving instructions on how the men were to behave, so I started listening again. We were to remain in our chairs until asked to get up, we would be hooded to start the ceremony, and our hands would be tied to prevent us from grabbing the women. We were not to make any sound. We were to last as long as possible, because that would increase our kundalini coiled up inside us. Once we had discharged our energy, we would be escorted out.
With that, her and the other women came around and slowly hooded us. I could hear the Indian woman start to chant a prayer or something in Hindi. I could smell a strange kind incense start to fill the room. After a short while, one of women touched me and asked me to stand. I could feel four hands on me as they eased off my clothing. They started to rub me down with oil as I stood, and seemed to special attention to my cock, which needed very little of their soft touch before getting erect. They each whispered in my ear that they loved my cock, and thanked me for sharing my body with them. I was then asked to sit down, and they bound my hands comfortably to the side of the chair. And I gathered from the quiet sounds of clothes stripping off that they did this to the rest of the men.
The chanting stopped, and she said "I will now read from the Kama Sutra. There are ‘eight ways’ of performing fellatio, but we will start with only the following four as we do not want the men to come and discharge their energy too soon:
1. Nominal Congress - Clasping the penis with one hand, bringing the lips close, rounding them over the mast, whilst pressing, releasing and stroking.
2. Nibbling the sides - Covering the end of the penis with one hand, pressing the lips to the sides and nibbling slightly at the same time.
3. Polishing - Encircling the penis with her hand instead of her lips, she kisses it. Let the tip of the tongue wander and titillate the meatus opening, cleaning it carefully. This is called "the kiss" or polishing.
4. Browsing- Having done this, with the tip of the tongue, licking the mast all over and titillating the opening, is known as browsing.
We will now greet each of the men's cocks with these four steps."
And with that they got down to the business of sucking cock, or rather welcoming it. There wasn't much in the way of sound. And it was hot, being tied up there in the warm dark with all of those beautiful people, waiting for my turn to be blown. I had no trouble keeping a rock hard erection. And soon I heard Adrienne's voice softly purr in my ear. "You're doing great. And looking really good tonight".
Then I could feel her long hair tickle my thighs, and she gently pulled my ass to the edge of the chair, and nestled between my legs. She did each of the things that the Indian woman mentioned from the Kama Sutra, slowly stroking me, nibbling the sides of my cock, polishing the head with her tongue, and then gently licking the entire shaft. Unfortunately after a few minutes of this she stopped and moved to the next man.
The Indian woman then said our hoods would be removed, and that there were two more steps from the Kama Sutra that applied here.
5. Sucking the Mango - Having bared the mast, pressing the organ hard, passionately, whilst half inside, and sucking whilst pressing, is known as sucking the mango.
6. Devouring - Having understood the man’s desire and in order to satisfy his wish to come, she makes him ejaculate by the pressure of her tongue until the sperm gushes out.
She said that they would now suck the mango, but not devour as yet, as they wanted to build the pleasure and the energy as much as possible. And then she started chanting in Hindi again, but this time it was hotter, her voice almost sounded like pure porn.
A low moan or two started to escape from both a man's and a woman's throat down the circle of chairs somewhere. Obviously, the true sucking had begun and somebody was getting off on it. I had hit a nice plateau. I had gone through a lot of waiting in the past, and I enjoyed the anticipation now. My cock stayed rigid in the dark listening to the others get their turn.
Now my hood was removed. It was the brunette that led me in. She smiled and slowly rubbed my body with a little more oil, and then got down to loving my cock. She gave good head. I loved watching my dick disappear into her lovely mouth. Her short hair tickled my thighs with every stroke. God was she good.
I looked around the room. A couple of the chairs were already empty. Clearly those guys had shot their wad and had been escorted out. I could definitely feel why it happened to them, this woman could really suck a mango, and looking around the room, Adrienne and the other brunette had their heads bobbing as well. It was a hot scene. Four naked beautiful women, their skin oiled down and shining softly in the candle light, taking turns sucking ten men all with raging hard ons. Thank god I was used to holding back, or I would have emptied my balls right then.
And two more guys did lose it during this round. I watched one of them stiffen up, groan and come into the other lovely brunette's mouth. She swallowed it down eagerly, and then untied him and slowly led him out of the room.
After all of us had gotten a good sucking, the Indian woman stopped chanting and slowly walked by each man and stroked his cock gently, looking into his eyes. Her face had this expression of sort of a peaceful lust that's hard to describe. I've been with some beautiful women, but I don't think I ever wanted a woman as bad as this exotic gorgeous creature in my entire life. When she got to me, she gently stroked my cock, looked deeply into my eyes and smiled. I got the feeling the she approved of what she saw in me.
When she finished she touched some of the men and, she said "these six men are ready for reaping", and asked that they be untied. That left two of us, me and one other guy, still tied in the chairs. The brunettes took three men each and had them stand tightly around each of them. Both of the women started stroking two of the men with each hand, while giving the third man head with her mouth. The Indian priestess was right about these men being ready. It took no more than a couple of minutes for the first man to come, and once he did the others seem to just let loose. Each of the brunettes tried to swallow, but ended up covered in come, all over their faces, necks and hair.
Adrienne led the six men out, while the two brunettes then went at it with each other. They carefully licked all of the sperm off of each other and then locked in a deep kiss, and laid out on the mat in front of me. Their faces were full of passion, and they moaned as they kissed and licked each other. It may have been the hottest sex show I've ever seen in my life. They were completely lost in each other. One of them rolled the other on to her back and slowly licked her way down her body, sucking her nipples, kissing her lovely tight stomach, and then finally nuzzling into her bush. I could tell the second that she finally licked the woman's clit, because it was like a jolt of electricity running through her body. She convulsed, breasts bouncing, and grabbed the back of the brunette's head and kept her working on licking her pussy.
God was it hot, watching them. And they were laid out on the floor only a few feet away from me. It was a good thing that my hands were still tied, or I would have jerked off, or tried to join them. But the two of us tied to the chairs just had to watch the sex show, for a very long time. The Indian woman just kept chanting, eyes closed, in that hot deep voice of hers, her perfect naked body softly shining in the light.
It was so long that the brunettes got each other off, licking and fingering each other's pussies, and were now laying on the mats all cuddled up together just in front of me. I needed to come so bad, bound there in the chair. And finally something strange happened. Whether it was because I was just bound so long, and so incredibly horny that I just flipped out, or maybe the incense they were burning had a drug in it, or maybe it was actually some spiritual thing, but I felt my mind expand into infinite space. Like an out of body experience, except that I could still feel the energy with in me. Coiled up, waiting.
I don't know how much time passed after that, but the next thing I remember, the Indian woman's hands were on me. She said something about the "seed of Shiva being in you now", and untied me. I woke up from my reverie, and looked over to see that Adrienne was now straddling the other guy in the chair. She was riding his cock hard, her large breasts bouncing up and down on his chest, her long flowing hair cascading down her back. I could have enjoyed watching that immensely, but I had the Indian woman tugging at me urgently.
And it was like I just knew what do, automatically. We went to the stone pillar in the center of the room, and I bent her over, so her hands were on the lingam, and her lovely ass stuck out. And then I just entered her. Her pussy was really, hot, wet and tight, so it took me little while to work myself all the way inside her. She started to chant a little more, but I started to fuck her so hard that she quickly lost her breath, and just clung for her life to the lingam. I pounded it into her, that beautiful Indian priestess, her big breasts heaving with each thrust. I had her perfect little brown ass in my hands, so I could pull her into me and get my big dick as deep inside her as possible.
Fucking is always fun of course, but this feeling of mounting her and pounding it into her perfect body like this was so incredible that it was literally beyond words. And she was clearly enjoying it too. She was pushing back in to me. I couldn't see her face but she was moaning her approval each time I thrust into her. I have no idea how long it lasted, but it was awhile. Our bodies started to sweat as we worked, and I loved the way her beautiful wet body looked in the candlelight.
Finally I let loose, and pumped the contents of my balls deep inside her. It had been so long that the release was just amazing. She told me later that I came so hard that she could actually feel my dick pulsing inside her, pumping spurts of jism over and over and over. And that's what got her off at last. She had a hard orgasm of her own, with her beautiful ass rippling while waves of her joy and release washed over her body. She ground her ass back into my still hard dick for a few minutes and then just sort of let herself down on to the mat next to the lingam.
She was completely spent and so was I. She looked at me with this radiant, peaceful smile, and I laid down next to her. She was so dazed, and frankly I was too, that it was hard to understand, but she said something about me giving her the "true seed of Shiva", and thanked me. As for me, I was completely drained, and I knew I wouldn't be getting it up again any time soon. I finally looked around the room and saw that I was the last man there. Adrienne was gone as well, and the two brunettes were still lying wrapped around each other, watching us a bit. It was a good hard fuck, and I was proud of my work and how exhausted she was now. I had given all I had, and it had been enough to satisfy her, and even call me a god, or instrument of god, or something like that.
Anyway, we talked for a while and cuddled, and I felt some real intimacy for the first time in quite awhile. When the morning light started to streak across the sky, she led me out of the room, and got me dressed and home. I did get invited to play again, but the first time was definitely the best.
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