WARNING YURI AND STRONG ADULT CONTENT, EVEN IF IT IS PARTLY METAPHORICAL
Inspired by a lot of stuff I've seen by this Ikuhara, like Yuri Kuma or Utena, I've decided to start a three chapter story involving heavy use of symbolism and sexuality. If you don't like lesbians, or pussy, or squirt, you shouldn't read this. You might even be straight and like lesbinas, but if you are really turned off by vaginal semen you won't like this. Because that's what the White Honey is, pussy juice... I shouldn't give away my own symbolism, but that is very obvious if you read it. If you can't figure that one out, then you're pretty dense.
It's called the Erogenous "I"... It's is more about sexual metaphors here, but it's has a few philosophical and social metaphors... but that won't get very strong till the 3rd chapter is finished.
Chapter 1: White Honey
There was no visible moon or sun in the pitch black sky, yet I could still see the trees. In fact, I don't recall seeing a sky at all; just an empty black void that enveloped all that hung beyond me. There were no stars, clouds or anything, just a firmament of darkness waiting every time I looked up. Yet the forest seemed to glow. The shrubbery, trees, and ground were perfectly visible as if they had a light of their own. It seemed with no light to brighten the wilderness, nature had to illuminate itself.
I can't recall why I was in this forest nor could I think of any event prior to being here. I was just here and there was no cause for questioning. I couldn't question anything at this moment. For some reason my mind seemed nearly inactive. My sense of judgement had deteriorated as well as my memory. I may have well have been walking through this forest since I was rather young. I did not understand at this time, nor do I understand now. I simply kept walking through the endless sea of nature. I was like a mouse in a maze, only I did not care to get out. This was a labyrinth with no beginning and no end. For this, I say I was not lost. To be lost requires a direction. To be lost from something implies you had somewhere to go in the first place. I did not. I had no concern about where this endless trail took me.
As I trekked through these hopeless woods I felt a presence. This was an unfamiliar feeling. All I knew was the walk. The straight forward walk into an abyss of bio-luminescent trees and shrubs. When I felt this presence my feet shifted towards the west. I had never done this before. It was always north. I would always drift up to the north forever. And it was all out of instinct. North was just where my feet told me to walk. I had not thought about it until now. Why had I never changed direction, and why only now have I started. I saw a dove decent down in front of me. The doves pure white feathers had a bright glow unto itself. Similarly to how the tried would glow to illuminate themselves in the black sky.
For the first time, I felt a sense of pride at this dove. I'm not sure why I felt pride. Naturally I should have felt a sense of adoration and aesthetic appreciation for them. I did feel that to an extent, but for some reason, I felt this sort of moral attachment to it. I found it more admirable than beautiful. The dove flew up and began circling me. My mind was lost in it's graceful motions. It flew at a slow pace in the same direction. It kept moving to the west, and I followed it.
At this time, I had no concept of what time was. I still do not even to this very moment. For me there is no past, present or future. All In know is the endless stream of consciousness. So I could have been following that dove for ten minutes or for a large fragment of eternity. I did not know where to go or what to do but I discovered this pure white dove. I discovered something. This discovery led me to understand what emotions are. Now I understood what drive and determination is. I'm determined to follow this dove rather than the endless ocean of wilderness. What is this dove for? I thought to myself that it must be a gift from the unknown. I have something to follow now. I have something to wish for and hope for now. I could never have been happier.
It was when I felt the happiness that all my joy was taken from me. I felt the worst despair of my life. A flock of seagulls came out of nowhere. It seemed like they flew in from behind me. I was just following my dove and then they rushed out from behind. They attacked my poor dove. It did not even have time to turn its head before it was forced to the ground. I tried to save my dove desperately, but it was to no avail. The seagulls scattered around aimlessly. They flew across my face and surrounded everywhere. It created confusion. Their confusion was so great I could not get a hold of my dove. So it died. These vile seagulls pecked my poor dove to death. I felt so guilty as I wasn't able to save it.
There I stood at that cruel moment. I saw it lying lifeless on the ground. Part of me wanted to believe it was still alive. Maybe if I waited long enough it would get back up. I sat down by it's body and continuously poked it. I really wanted to believe it would get back up, so I was there for a length of time I could not describe. I sat there trying to revive my dead dove until finally my hope ran out. When it did, the despair I felt found a way to manifest itself. It was like the emotions building up inside me found a way to escape through a sort of physical phenomenon. My eyes began dripping a salty liquid and I let out a harsh wailing noise. For the first time in my existence, I cried.
I was crying out in longing for my dove. My pure and innocent dove is gone and all I'm doing now is just sitting her. I sat there crying so long, and my tears never seemed to stop. Being alone now, I didn't hold back on sobbing as loud as I could. Nothing or no one would care. If I cry in the forest and no one is around to hear me, then I might as well not make a sound. Without my dove, I decided to stop moving west and just continue north like I always was; but since I spent so much time weeping for my lost companion, I forgot which way was north. I forgot which way was west as well. I was completely lost at this point. But it doesn't matter.
There's nothing but trees and nothingness no matter which way I go. I was merely travelling north out of undefined instinct. I had no reason to go anywhere. I picked a direction at random and kept walking. The tears still dripped from my eyes and my heart was still full of sorry. I never realized how much pain comes from having purpose. Before that dove came to me I had no purpose or reason for anything. There was no need to worry about anyone or anything. I just walked without reason. But when the dove come I had something to follow. I had a meaning to my existence. However, when you have something and lose it, it hurts. Maybe it's better to never have anything.
Eventually I reached a turning point in my endless wanderings. I finally came across an event; a happening in the midst of nothingness. It began when I heard the sounds of laugher echo through the forest. It wasn't a prideful laugh, but a playful one. It was the laughter of women. It stimulated my heart. Their laughter was so endearing, carefree and feminine. There were more women here besides me. I wanted to know why they were so vivacious. Rather than walk, I rant to the sound of their jubilant banter to join their merrymaking. The farther I ran, the louder and more clear their laughter sound.
I finally saw a bright light in the distance illuminate beyond the trees. I ran to it only to discover a fight of utmost beauty. My eyes were captured in utter splendor. I saw a bright a beautiful garden. In the center was a pool built of white stone. There was calm still water in it and it had a whitish tone. It was still clear enough to see through, but it had a whitish tint. There were different tree's and bushes from what I'm used to. There were bright green vines that hung through the branches. I was only used to seeing the same shrubs and pine trees, but here there were rich and exotic plants. There were lilies and roses growing wildly. The lilies were so white that they shined even through the waters.
However, the most beautiful sight of all were the maidens who played within the water. I was in awe of them: their gorgeous faces, their beautiful bodies, and the playfulness of them. Their eyes were so bright that I could see the color of them from a distance. Their pale skin looked so rich and smooth. I couldn't move because I was paralyzed by them. Their youthful faces, coupled with their large, supple breasts and smooth long legs. I had no words to describe their gracefulness. They were all together playing and splashing like children in the water. I couldn't bring myself to move over to them. I notice the bright glowing gowns they wore. They were also pure and white. This made me realize something about myself. I'm naked.
They had such beautiful gowns and yet here I was nude. The ones who were playing in the water were nude as well, but their bodies and figures were so much more inciting than mine. I wanted so desperately to join these maidens and not be so alone, but I couldn't bare to. What if they don't accept me. There's no way I could match the beauty they had. I still couldn't leave because they were too beautiful to turn away from. One of them turned over to look towards me. I tilted my head down. I still couldn't run, but I felt such shame. I didn't belong among such angels.
She slowly walked over to me and placed her soft, warm hand on my cheek, lifting my face up. As she did this, our eyes met and I was caught in her glance. She smiled sweetly at me with adoration in her eyes. Seeing her up close, I could tell she was a perfect manifestation of feminine beauty. Her voice was especially grateful. She told me, "We have been waiting for you"
The excitement in my heart had reached it's peak. They had been waiting for me? I had to understand.
"You have been waiting for me?" I asked
"Of course. You're just like us"
"I'm nothing like you all, you're all wonderful"
"As are you. We're very to have such a beautiful girl here to join us"
"Beautiful? But... How would you know I would be here"
"You had walked through that dreadful forest right?"
"Yes"
"So have all of us. We've all wandered through these harsh woods in search of meaning. This is where all women who are like you end up. You're different, do you know that"
"I've never known anyone else up until this point. I guess I can't say"
"Well let us say. You're different in the same way we are. And this is your true home now"
I can't believe it. I began to release tears of joy at that moment. They compared me to them. Their unparalleled beauty and grace was beyond what I'd ever seen, and yet, they said I was just like them. They even said I belong here with them and that this is my home. I've only ever wondered through nothingness before, but now I have meaning. I have them. I felt my knee's go weak and I fell to the ground and wept in joy. The maiden knelt down and wiped the tears from my face. I said, "Your gowns, they're so beautiful"
"Thank you"
"I wish I had beautiful clothing like that"
"It's fine, we don't really need them. Let's relax for now."
She began removing her gown slowly and sensually. My face turned red in embarrassment, but I could not stop looking at her. My mind and body was immensely stimulated by watching her skin slowly reveal itself. The way the her clothing fell slowly to the ground revealing her supple and firm nipples caught my attention. She then took my hand and walked me to the pool. The feeling of this white water was indescribable. The temperature was perfect. I had to express it. I said, "This water is so warm"
"It's warm because all of us are here. And now that you're here it's getting warmer."
I didn't know what she meant by that, so I just smiled and enjoyed myself. I didn't really care. There was this sense of contentment and empathy in the air. It was like the feelings of all of us resonated from each other. I could have sat there with them silently forever, and I would have been happy for all eternity. However, she glanced back at me with a demanding yet pleasant expression. It was as if she wanted to control me with her eyes, but in a strangely welcoming way.
"You know, here we do everything together", she said
"I can see that", I replied
"We all have a tradition, and everyone here has to take part in it"
"A tradition?"
"Yes, if you do it, it'll make you one of us. We are you, and you are a part of us"
"I'm a part of you?"
"Only for now you are, when we finish, you'll be one with us, and all of us we'll be together"
"What is the tradition like"
"Well, we have to explore ourselves"
"Explore ourselves?"
"Yes, explore our minds, and our bodies"
"I will, let's do it, I'll do anything to be a part of you all"
Another beautiful maiden came over to us holding a fresh lily. It was especially beautiful, so it must have been the ripest and freshest of them all. She handed the lily to the maiden who was speaking to me. Then the maiden placed it right across from my face. "Smell this", she said. I inhaled the sweet, intoxicating scent and relaxed, I then said, "It's lovely"
"Lilies carry a sweet and wonderful scent. But so do we"
"We?"
"Your scent is equally wonderful"
I giggled softly and my face reddened.I asked, "Whatever do you mean, are you saying I'm a flower"
"We all are. We are one self-stimulating flower. And when flowers are excited, they release a sweet nectar"
"What type of nectar"
"We call it the White Honey"
"White Honey?"
"Don't ask so many questions. Just let your body give you the answers. We all must taste white honey and when you do, you'll crave it. It's what brings us so much peace and joy here"
"I want it then. Please give me some"
"Just hold on"
Another woman came, this time holding a ceramic jar. She bowed before the maiden and handed it to her. The maiden then looked at me once more and said, "This is the nectar we all share. It's what binds us together. It is the White Honey"
She opened the lip and a light came bursting through it. It was a thin, clear liquid and there were lily flowers floating in it. It had a somewhat whitish tone, much like the water we were in. However, this was glowing much brighter. I was too stunned to speak.
"The light comes from the love all of us women have for each other"
"It's so beautiful"
"Open your mouth"
"huh?"
"Open your mouth, and taste it. It'll make you one with us"
I did as she had asked and opened my mouth. She dipped her finger in the White Honey and placed it on the tip of my tongue. My mouth had been watering for it from the moment I saw it and the taste was unbelievably sweet. The wet, thick juices of it melted in my mouth with pure euphoria. The smell of it was like that of a flower. There was nothing else to compare it to, it was liquid perfection. The very moment it hit my tongue I felt sensations throughout my entire body. I had to consume more of it. With no sense of control I placed her finger in my mouth and sucked on it. My tongue vigorously brushed the tip of her fingers to get every last taste of it. The whole time I heard them speaking about me. "She's really into it", one said in an excited tone. "I bet she produces the sweetest" another said. The whole time I paid no mind; I was in an uncontrollable trance.
When I had finished the maiden laughed and said, "Not every woman can appreciate the special juice we all share. You're a special one. And that's why you were drawn here"
"Drawn here?"
"Yes, it was the White Honey that brought you here, and all of us. Have you ever wondered why you spent all this time walking? Where you were headed. Of course not. None of us knew. But now, we realize we were following the smell of the White Honey, and it brought us all here together. This is what you've been looking for all this time"
"It's so sweet. I wanna stay here forever"
"You shall, and we'll continue the pleasure. The White Honey shall ooze for all of us"
They all gathered together, many embracing one another. The maiden once again grabbed my hand, this time taking me out of the pool. I followed her to a bed of lily flowers. She sat me down on them and the rest of these women came to surround me. They all had stimulated looks in their faces. The maiden rubbed the White Honey on me in a very specific way. A line of it was dripped on my stomach and chest. Some of it was placed on the tips of my nipples. One of them even rubbed it all over my feet. I was just left to sit there and enjoy the attention I was about to get. In my existence, I've never been the center of attention.
"Let the ritual continue", the maiden proclaimed. She poured some of the White Honey in her mouth and kissed my passionately. I felt undying splendor the moment our lips and tongue met. The sweet taste of the White Honey was in both of our mouths. Our tongues were wrestling up against each other. I felt our mind, body and soul become one. The taste of her tongue and the White Honey sent waves of pleasure all across me. The women enhanced it. The delicate sensations of them licking me from head to toe. The White Honey was soft as it melted upon my skin. All my fellow women were crowded around me licking it off.
My body was lost in erogenous pleasure. The excitement was too much to analyze. For me to describe the sensation of their tongues scrapping against my sensitive body is rather difficult. They all sought the savory White Honey. One of them has really taken a liking to my feat. Her hands were softly caressing them, spreading the White Honey all over them. She commented on their softness and firmness. It made me feel good to know my feet brought her so much pleasure. Her warm moist tongue ran from my soles to my heals. I hope the taste and aroma was pleasing to her. It was actually rather stimulating for me. I loved having her suck each of my toes and give them such great attention.
I don't know how many were doing it, but I felt multiple tongues all over my nipples. There were many of them crowded around me. I could feel multiple we tongues brushing against the very tips of my nipples and against each other. It was like they were fighting to pleasure my one of my most sensitive spots. The stimulation was too much to handle for me. The taste of the sweet White Honey in my mouth. The embrace of my tongue against the tongue of this sweet maiden. The feeling of having all these beautiful women taste my body. It brought forth pleasure that goes beyond what I'd think was natural. It made my heart race faster than it had ever done before. All this pleasure forced me to breath heavily. This heat was rising within me. A pleasurable heat that kept my body soft and sensitive. Eventually they were finished, but my body was still heated up.
The maiden declared, "Well done, you truly appreciate the pleasure of feminine desire"
"I do, you have all pleasured me so much"
"That's our desire. We share the female body, so we are one. Our pleasure is your pleasure. This is the lifestyle of shared feminine affections. It's only normal for all of us"
"I love this"
"When experienced love maidens such as ourselves see a cute woman like you, it becomes our desire to make you ooze, gush and drip with pleasure. However the ritual isn't finished yet"
"What is next."
"We're going to extract some White Honey, from you"
