Date: Tue, 5 Jul 2005 14:21:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: sasha Steele <sashadanka@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Golden Goddess Of Gaydor Island

The Golden Goddess of Gaydor Island
Another TranWord Story
By Sasha Steele  sashadanka@yahoo.com

Part One

   The golden Goddess lay back against the pillows on
his soft padded throne. He was a perfect being.

   His flawless skin was golden-bronze and completely
hairless. His extremely long golden-blond hair
cascaded in curled waves loosely about him. His long
flowing golden color gown lay open beneath him. The
Goddess's eyes were large, green, captivating. His
extremely beautiful face made up in dark mascara, eye
liner and eye shadow, and his full pouting lips were
painted gold.

   The golden Goddess adorned his beauty with jewelry
of gold, dozens of finger and toe rings, bracelets,
necklaces. His ears were rimmed in golden earrings.
His face adorned with gold studs - lower lip,
nostrils, between his arched eyebrows, and on the
temples at the side of his head by his eyes.

  The Goddess - Shemana - wore golden open-toe sandals
with six inch high heels. The many golden straps
crossed his feet to above his ankles. Impractical to
walk in, but the Goddess need not walk as everything
was done for him.

  A troubled look on Shemana's beautiful face belied
the pleasure he felt. His heavy thighs were spread
apart. His magnificent erection stood perfectly
straight pointing up to the heavens as he reclined.
Its length a full 15 inches. The shaft very thick.

  Shemana held his heavy cock away from his fat
protruded gut as he dragged a soft stubby hand all the
way up the long shaft. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," That felt
so good. His golden fingernails were like talons, over
two inches long, thick and strong. He gripped his
cock. "Ssssssssssssssssss." Shemana hissed as he
brought his hand back down to his fleshy pubis mound.


  His smooth scrotum was like a large inflated silk
purse. He felt the hot breath of an adoring subject
upon it and the moisture from his mouth as he sucked
his Goddess's bag. Shemana wanted to delay, but each
stroke brought him closer to cumming. Soon he would
loose control, his hand would then move rapidly, as
his heart would beat and his breath would go.

  The black virgin who knelt before the golden Goddess
of Gaydor Island was the chosen one. He had contested
all others and won his right of passage. His heart and
his body were strong and pure. He was naked. His head
hairless, as was his body. His muscles glistened in
the sun. His hard black cock throbbed. It had never
touch another's lips or had another's hand touched
upon it. And never had it been thrust into deep warm
darkness beyond another's pink ring. He, Akaila, was
pure.

  "Ahh, okay, ahh, open your mouth, ahh," Shemana
moaned, desperation in his deep heavenly voice. Akaila
tilted his head back and opened his mouth. Shemana sat
up, thrusting his free hand forward to help himself do
so as he had to struggled slightly against his weight.

  His hand moved rapidly now. "Ahh, ahh, ahh," The
Goddess took hold Akaila's bald head drawing his open
mouth onto his cock. "Ahh, ahh, ahh." He gripped near
the bottom of his shaft now, his hand moving faster
but in a shorter motions. "Ahh, ahh, ahh."

  Shemana stopped his hand moving. He placed both
hands on Akaila's head pulling him down as he lifted
his broad hips to thrust his cock into Akaila's
throat. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
And the golden Goddess of Gaydor Island came.

  End of first part