Author's Note: During the process of researching this novel I sifted through mountains of material my mother had collected. It was quite the daunting task. As I was drawing closer to completing my work though I discovered a notebook I had assumed before was empty. However, in the middle of the notebook bound by dozens of pages of empty white paper I found this entry from my mother. It was simply titled “Conception”. To be honest I didn’t know my mother had it in her to write something like this. When I showed it to her she got beet red in the face and admitted that it was her writing and that she wrote it shortly after the events took place. She told me she was searching for her voice and up there in the mountains had awoken something in her that she never knew existed - power and autonomy. After an extended period of internal debate I decided to include it in this saga… --- We were taking a break from the hot work of building our small garden. I was sticky with sweat and covered in dirt. So, I took off my shirt so it wouldn’t be so hard to clean. I was wearing a sports bra but it didn’t take long for me to notice Andor gazing at me. He was always telling me how much he loved my velvety terra-cotta skin and I could tell by the look in his eye and the way his gaze was lingering that he was becoming aroused. The way his eyes look at me in moments like that has always been intoxicating for me. _When Andor and I met the first thing I noticed about him was how soft his brown eyes were. The first time we made love his eyes got even softer - it was as if I could peer directly into his soul._ I pretended not to notice he was checking me out… To tease him though I took a few steps towards the edge of the lake. “It looks deep enough to jump” I said (we were on top of a small plateau with a short drop into the crystal clear teal and blue water about ten feet below) and began to take off my pants being sure to bend over and glance over my shoulder and give him a sultry look.  Andor walked over a slight grin on his face. He was trying to take off his pants but his erection was making it difficult to get them off. His pants were covered in mud anyways so I grabbed his hand and jumped off the cliff pulling him over the side with me.   The water was absolutely frigid - and wonderfully refreshing. When we bobbed to the surface the ice cold water unleashed a guttural roar from both of us which echoed off of the mountains far above the lake. It was a short swim to the sandy shoreline filled with wildflowers beside the cliff we had just plummeted from - but it felt like a mile. My muscles were in shock from the sudden cold shock and swimming was difficult. I felt Andor’s hand grasp mine and with a few strong strokes he pulled me through the water and up onto the beach. “Why did you pull me in? Now my pants are soaked!” Andor exclaimed with a thinly veiled hint of frustration. “Well they were pretty dirty and starting to stink” I replied as I rolled onto my side. To my dismay the shock of the cold water had caused his erection to wither away. “Well sure I guess they were pretty dirty, but now what am I going to wear the rest of the day?” he replied as he undressed and began to ring the water from his sopping wet clothes. The way his muscles flexed as he strained to wring the water from his jeans unleashed the butterflies in my stomach and I rolled onto my back, my legs instinctively spreading. “Well I wouldn’t mind if you worked the rest of the day like that…” I retorted as I slipped my hand under my panties. I began to caress my clitoris with my ring finger, feeling the wedding ring graze my labia. My senses were on fire. _When I was 14 I had sex for the first time. I had fallen hard for the running back on our school’s football team. We went steady throughout high school but when he got a scholarship to a college far away we drifted apart._  _While in my first year of college I met a cute guy in art class. Our fling was short - but wild. One day I ditched class and went to his place to surprise him where I caught him in bed with his Journalism professor. That was the end of that._ _Then I met Becky. She showed me how a woman should be loved and introduced me to my own body in ways I didn't know existed. Not only was the sex out of this world but she talked to me like an equal. In my previous hetero relationships I had never experienced an intimate relationship without all the societal expectations and power structures. We dated for a year but then her mom got sick and she moved back home. One day shortly after she called me to say she had met someone else. I never heard from her again. I called her dad once but he said she had disappeared and then he hung up on me._ _I met Andor when I was fed up with relationships. My stint with Becky had shown me how terrible my previous two boyfriends were as lovers and partners. I assumed all men were similar. Their comfort and position took precedence. I was viewed as frail, and in need of a man to give me value. Not to mention they had not the foggiest idea on how to make a woman come._ _Becky breaking up with me had left me terribly raw and so I friend-zoned Andor. I could tell this bummed him out. Then one night my car broke down. It was dark and I was not in the greatest neighborhood so I called him to see if he could come help. He dropped everything and came out in the rain in the middle of the night and fixed my car. He didn’t have a car. He had run the mile or so to where my car had broken down. Consequently, he was soaked to the bone and shivering uncontrollably. I got him back to my place and told him to hop in my shower to warm up. How I ended up there with him I still don’t know - but to this day I am glad I did._ “Well it doesn’t make much sense, digging in the dirt with no pants.” Andor replied, his back to me, unaware I was getting aroused gazing at the muscles flexing on his back while my finger awoke a desire deep within me. He bent down to lay his clothes on a flat rock in the sun. The white and pink sand grains glistening against his dark umber toned skin was delightful. “You have a cute butt” I blurted out. I was really getting into what was going on with my finger. Andor chuckled and turned to say something but when he saw me lying on the beach, legs spread, my hand inside my panties he forgot what he was going to say. In an instant his erection was back. I smiled. Forgetting his laundry Andor wadded up his shirt and tossed it in a pile on the beach. He took two big steps towards me and sank to his knees. His kiss was desperate - the sight of me pleasuring myself on the beach had driven him animal-wild. I liked it - knowing I could drive this strong man into a lust filled passion. As we kissed I could feel his member gently pressing into my abdomen. He was ready, but the way our tongues danced with one another lit a fire deep in me and I did not want it to end just yet. As his lips wandered down my body, first across my breasts, then my abdomen, and finally coming to rest between my legs he slipped his hand behind my back and undid my bra. Knowing it was not over yet made me feel as if a weight had been lifted from me and I relaxed. I had done my part, now I was eager to see where he would take it. The act of such intimate sex on a beach with absolutely no attempt at modesty or being discrete was somehow quite exhilarating and deeply erotic. Up until then when we made love it was a private affair. Blinds drawn. Doors closed. Maybe even under a blanket. Laying there as naked as the day I was born; legs spread as wide as they would go - with the sun caressing parts of my body which had never seen full sunlight was nothing short of amazing. ![[conception-iii6.jpg]] When his tongue began to flit up and down and back and forth and in and out of me - I came. I held nothing back. There were no neighbors to worry about hearing. Except for maybe a few squirrels or birds. I could scream, moan, and curse as loud and as long as I wanted to. And I did. Expressing the orgasm into sound only served to heighten the pleasure. I was not censoring myself. I was not holding back. I was coming and his tongue was not stopping. My legs were convulsing and from deep inside of me I felt this overwhelming sense of pleasure, joy, peace, happiness, and compassion being almost sucked out of me from between my labia. It was powerful. It was out of this world. It was amazing. Then Andor opened his eyes and looked up at me, his mouth still between my legs and with him gazing at me with his big deep brown eyes, which became even softer than I had ever seen before the orgasm hit me like another wave. This one was so big my body was spinning and I felt as if I was being pressed down. I could not form a coherent thought, my back was arching up and then down, I was gasping for air and screeching every swear word I knew. My body only cared about one thing - the pleasure - everything else was secondary. After the wave of ecstasy I was ready for him. I grasped his head between my hands and pulled him gently back on top of me. He rolled onto his back and I climbed on top of him. Like two puzzle pieces we slipped together effortlessly and I pressed my tongue into his mouth. The taste of me on his breath reminded me of Becky and I wondered how she was doing and if she was thinking about me too. I was lost in thought riding up and down kissing my lover when I felt him gently pushing me upright. I knew he loved watching my breasts bounce up and down when I was on top. It always made him come the strongest. When I sensed he was close I bit my lower lip and ran my hands down my neck and breasts. It was like a rocket took off between my legs, one I had not a prayer of containing. In an instant he reached up and pulled me in close, arched his back, and thrust his hips up into Bridge Pose. The soles of my bare feet were standing on the ground and I could feel his orgasm inside of me. The strength of this man who was lifting both of us off the ground between my legs pushed me over the edge again and then we were both coming, moaning, and cursing.  Then in an instant, our animalistic desire was expelled in a pulchritudinous display, his legs buckled and we crumpled to the ground. We lay there lingering - me on top of him and him inside of me for what felt like forever. The sun was warm, our hands caressing each other and running through one another’s hair. Our chests heaved in unison - fast at first while we caught our breath and then slower. When the sun dipped behind a tall spruce on the other side of the lake my bare butt suddenly got cold and I shivered. “Let’s go inside,” Andor said. I smiled and kissed him one more time. As I stood up I felt a tingling sensation in my abdomen and a radiating warmth. “Take my hand you silly goose.” Andor chided with a wink. I giggled. Forgetting our clothes, which were littered all across the forest floor and beach, we walked back to our cave hand in hand - naked. ### Next Chapter: [[25 - Facing West 🦙]] ### Previous Chapter: [[23 - Contact 👾]]