All righty! Let's get going with that test ride!
...
With NO effort at all, the huge muscles of Reita easily rolled the velomobile, with both Lanying and Xander seated in it, from its spot on the show room floor. Carefully, handling the steering bar through the partially opened gull-wing door, Reita steered the velomobile between rows of other velomobiles on display. Finally, she rolled it through back doors to an outside lot.
Many of the other velomobiles had all these garish colors. But this one was "handsomely" appointed in a nice, cool-feeling blue. It's a nice color for long hauling trips. Blue encourages steady, non-sprinting pedaling, which is what is required to pedal all day. Also, most of the time, being hot is a problem. With all that cool blue around, it tends to make one feel cool. The inside of the velomobile was even more pronounced. The interior was mainly "ice-blue", carefully hued specifically to make one feel cool by just looking at it. Seats, steering handles and other smaller items were in bright colors, but the rider was largely surrounded by this icy blue coloring.
Solar panels on top of the roof were a deep "charcoal black", indicating they absorb the full spectrum of light. (If you would notice next time you see one, solar panels most often seen in USA and Canada are kind of bluish. That means they are absorbing mostly only the red-end of the light spectrum and transforming only that into electricity.)
Later, it would be noted, that if there are no electrical loads and the batteries become fully charged, the solar panels on this velomobile turn charcoal-gray, then nearly white, indicating they are not absorbing light. If an accessory is activated that uses a high current drain, the solar panels suddenly turn dark again. This was particularly noticeable when the 2-way radio was set to high power and the mike keyed. The solar panels would turn from some shade of light gray or nearly white, to deep black. It was fascinating to observe that. Indeed, the folks of this dimension must have some really advanced solar technology.
The artist/sysop is finally getting some art out for us... Above is a cut-away view of Lanying's velomobile built for 2. Lanying is in front, and a big Taqh lady friend of hers is in the stoker seat. (The sysop/artist prefers drawing a woman, rather than Xander, a man; oh well...) The drawing shows main items and seating position. Wheels are "phantomed" in to show where they extend. There are wheel wells so the riders are not splashed in wet weather. The solar panels are not drawn in this simplified drawing.
The pedals go straight back and forth rather than in a circle as "we" are familiar with. Trackers attached to the pedals run under the seat(s) and on back. They terminate in "racks" (a straight gear) that engage regular gears that are part of a multi-speed transmission.
Note a big spacious trunk for carrying stuff. It can even be outfitted for a smallish person, like a dainty Betaqh lady, a Betaqh "man-toy", maybe a child, possibly even a third rider in a riding plan using shifts. Example, every four hours, they change position. So at least once per day, one rider gets to curl up and sleep while the other two pedal. Hmm, that would be cool...
Also notice how skimpily dressed they are, or even naked. Wow! I really like that!
Also, generally speaking, the picture above sort of shows just what those big legs, seen all over this site, are used for. They are the engines of the "cars" for these people, since there is no petroleum. The big supple legs are not just for looks, they are actually sincerely needed as essential equipment for life in these amazons' dimension.
Clicking on the picture above will display a really big, detailed one.
Okay, the test ride...
Reita crawled in to her own velomobile. It was a single-rider type and bullet shaped. It was obviously designed for high performance. With that velomobile's performance and streamlining, and Reita's high-horse-power legs, it could probably take off like lightning!
Through a 2-way radio, Reita communicated to Lanying she could take off now. Reita followed them as they test rode the sleek velomobile around some back streets and one length of road on which they could sprint.
During much of the test ride, they were in an area of mixed small businesses, lone small houses, and unused wooded areas. The road was twisty and there were many turns, left and right, that Reita had to call out to them over the radio. The scenery was quite nice. The sky was severe clear blue with some puffy white clouds, and golden sunshine brought out the best colors of the foliage which included some naturally occurring flowers.
"This is so cool!", Lanying radioed Reita, "the way it steers, and the view!"
Indeed, the velomobile steered in a manner that felt unusual to Lanying. Because of her position and the position of the front wheels being almost under her seat, the very front swung around in a "sweeping" way as Lanying described it. Lanying did the steering, of course, being in the front seat.
And then there was the view. In most velomobiles, the rider has only a "head-bubble" to view out through. But this velomobile gave the front rider a panoramic view of the scene ahead. There were even windows on the lower sides that gave a clear view of what was going on just below them. This part of the design was, perhaps, to aid the rider in negotiating less than perfect roads.
Xander and Lanying in their velomobile entered the straight portion of the test drive. It was free of entrances and exits, and was more or less set aside for customers of the velomobile store to test drive on.
Both Lanying and Xander flexed their honed leg muscles, quads and hamstrings, and butt muscles by the way, to their maximum. In a number of seconds, maybe a minute, they were up to 60 miles per hour the way "we" measure it; I of course do not know what units of distance per units of time they actually use. Hey, at least I can express it in kilometers/hour for you Canadians: 96 kilometers/hour. That's rounded down about half a kilometer, by the way. For that matter, the 60 mph was approximate. Anyway, they were flying!
And it felt like they were flying to a thrilled Lanying. Because of that panoramic view and the view ports of the road, Lanying could really "sense" the speed.
A velomobile-for-2 inline style (versus side-by-side) can naturally go faster than a single-rider velomobile. It is because 2 riders are pedaling against the wind resistance of little more than one. But the powerful muscles of Reita had no problem keeping up with the two-rider vehicle in front of her.
Another factor is that Xander's and Lanying's velomobile was quite lavishly equipped. It was a 4-wheeler with an ample trunk, many accessories and a battery to run them, and it was a little longer than the racer or commuting type of velomobile-for-2. The length was necessary in order to make room for the fully reclinable seats. As a result, it was a tad heavy. Reita's car was a light, snappy 3-wheeler, designed for general sports riding, including racing.
They returned to the store after a test ride of about 5 miles. Stopped, Xander and Lanying were eager to scramble out because they were hot and beginning to perspire. Without movement and after exertion, the inside of a velomobile gets pretty hot. Reita was also prompt in getting out of her velomobile. Reita exited, stood and stretched with all those awesome muscles writhing. She brushed back some hair out of her face and in doing so her arms were up, displaying absolutely gigantic biceps. She did not even flex them that hard. The muscles just kind of hung there heavily, but they were still huge. They were easily 25 inches. If flexed, they might be nearly 30 inches.
Once out, the cool dry breezes cooled them down nicely. Reita steered the velomobile-for-2 back to the show room, just inside the doors, but did not take it all the way to its former spot; Lanying was ready to buy.
Reita helped Lanying out of the velomobile. Leaning on Reita, Lanying wore her stilettos. After that, Lanying held onto Reita's muscular arm for safety on that slick floor.
Safely at a counter, Lanying whipped out that little disk from inside her blouse and between her boobs again and handed it to Reita. Over 8000 dollars moved from Lanying's account for the traveler-velomobile-for-2. While Reita processed the transaction, and after, Lanying had some camping-related and long-distance touring questions.
One question Lanying asked went, "What's best on a long ride; does Xander and I take turns pedaling, or do we both pedal, more lightly, together?"
A cheerfully answering Reita replied, "The consensus is pedal together. Pedal for 50 minutes then stop and rest 10 minutes. Stop even if you do not feel tired. And of course, for pedaling all day, try to avoid sprints. Early in the day the tendency will be to go fast. Go at an easy pace. As the days of the trip pass, the two of you will get a feel for how hard to pedal and still maintain that energy level through 8 pedal cycles. A pedal cycle is a cycle of 50 minutes pedaling and 10 minutes rest. After at least 4 pedal cycles, or some people like to do 5, then take an hour rest when you have lunch. Eat lunch right away. The rest of the time is for digestion. Most folks do 8, maybe 9, pedal cycles a day."
The big muscular, highly athletic Reita seemed to know what she was talking about. But, this is another dimension or planet. I don't know if that applies to "Earth cyclists". Sounds good, though.
Sure enough, the next stop was the next door store that specialized in camping and long-distance touring gear. Being right next door, Reita offered to keep Lanying's velomobile just inside the rear doors of the show room until she was ready.
Lanying bought things like a camp stove, fuel for it (plant-derived alcohol), blankets, compact pillows and similar, foldable solar panels, compass, direction-finding long-wave radio, camping dishes, water bottles, and, well, and other camping stuff. Lanying's wonderful new velomobile was able to take all this stuff in to its spacious trunk.
Well, the shopping/equipping was done. After greetings to Reita, Lanying and Xander rode in their velomobile-for-2 back to the park. The return to the park where Lanying first saw Xander was much faster, of course.
Xander was doing the "stoking", being an engine of sorts, for Lanying who was steering. Of course, her powerful brown legs were contributing as well. Lanying sometimes would tell Xander to stop pedaling if in a tight situation where she had to go slowly. They had arrived at a parking area for velomobiles. Lanying pulled up beside a sleek looking 3-wheel single-rider velomobile. That turned out to be the velomobile Lanying originally came to the park in. Xander and Lanying both exited their velomobile.
Lanying instructed, "Okay sweety, you sit in the front seat and follow me in my car there. I'll lead you to my home."
Xander: "Wow, you're taking me home with you?"
"Sure am, sugar!", Lanying cheerfully replied.
Xander sat in the front seat of the velomobile-for-2. The seat almost did not need adjustment. He was, after all, hardly more than a half-inch taller than Lanying.
Lanying entered her own red 3-wheeled velomobile.
Xander happily followed Lanying in her velomobile. Now he got to experience the panoramic view from the front seat of the velomobile-for-2. He also liked sitting in the seat where Lanying's gorgeous butt and vulva had just been.
They wound around the streets of Central Capital, this way and that, went through areas of woods and smaller burgs, and finally they were in the country. Lanying picked up the pace then, cruising at about 30 mph (48 kph). Xander had to pedal fairly vigorously to follow, but he handled it okay.
It was turning out to be a pretty long trip. The narrow, winding country road continued for quite a while. It was a nice up down, up down, rolling kind of country. They passed through vast acreages of solar panels. There must have been hundreds of thousands of them.
After that, they passed through areas of dense forest interspersed with some fields of farms here and there. Finally, after ascending most of a large hill, Lanying's velomobile finally slowed and turned right into a dirt driveway. The area was forested. They had just passed through an area of farm fields.
Xander followed Lanying as they both bounced along the winding dirt trail. Sometimes it was like they were going through a cave which had walls and ceiling of grass and leaves. After a while they came to a relatively clear area and a very small house. It was hardly more than 16 x 16 feet. There was an awning for parking the velomobiles and for farm tools.
Xander climbed out as did Lanying.
"This is where I live!", Lanying happily announced.
"Wow, so peaceful! So beautiful!", Xander complimented.
They hiked around a while...
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This depicts Lanying's home area, looking east. Upon hiking out from under the woods and looking east, this is the scene. The mountains are those of "The Wall", which have peaks that are as high as 40,000 to 60,000 feet. Her cabin is off to the left, under the woods.
The actual photo was pulled off the Internet somewhere, but... I can't remember where. Anywho, I sort of diddled with the background and added the mountains.
The sysop said he is going to get his own photos like this so that there will not be any question as to the source, permission to use, and shit like that. By the way, if by some teensy chance the "owner" of this photo happens along, don't have a cow! Just fuckin' tell us man, and we'll take it off if that's what the shit you want. A better idea would be for us to LINK the picture to your site or something with full credits given. Anyway, there ain't anybody earning no money off of it because this site is free. So chill the fuck out.
Just behind Lanying's cabin was meadow. The elevation of the meadow was downhill from and lower than her house, giving a panoramic vista. Way over there were wooded hills. Way, way beyond that, high mountain peaks could be seen, some snow-capped.
"My mom's house is that thing you see way over there, to the extreme right. See?"
Lanying pointed out where there was a house, way in the distance. They had to walk behind Lanying's house to get away from the trees before her mother's house could be seen.
"Are those your solar panels?", Xander asked, pointing to an array of them sitting in the meadow, clear from the trees, facing south.
"Yep! That's it!", Lanying replied.
Lanying was wearing her stilettos, even in the grass and dirt areas. She was having to flex her calf muscles to stay on the balls of her feet because the heels would just sink through.
Lanying stepped up to Xander real close. That is all it took for Xander's cock to immediately "wake up" and erect. Soon, as some hours before, it was bumping into Lanying's puffed up vulva. She still had her teensy skirt and blouse on. There was no reason to take any of it off. And Xander's g-string was similarly accommodating. His turgid rod left his g-string confines way behind and below.
Looking down at him slightly, Lanying purred, "You're a gift for that gal we're going to journey to see. I gotta... test you..."
Elevated by high heels, or actually at that moment, her own calf muscles, Lanying's vulva was just over Xander's hardening cock which had already impinged upon her vulva. That was great for a stand-up fuck. All it took was for Lanying to move forward a bit, and Xander's cock found the hole and burrowed deep. It felt so good to Xander to, at last, ease his aching cock into Lanying's tight, warm, slicked up cunt.
Xander groaned long in relief and ecstasy of building excitement. Lanying did a little calf exercise, up, down, up, down, in that way, gently surging Xander's cock up and down her deep hole. On each down stroke, Xander's cock tip pressed against Lanying's cervix. Lanying groaned each time it happened.
Lanying stepped up the pace. She sort of like climbed on Xander and began shoving her vulva down harder. She humped furiously, nearly causing Xander to fall back. He eased back until his back was against a tree, then let Lanying have at it. Before long, Lanying was squealing in orgasm. Xander spilled forcefully into Lanying's hole. Dripping noises actually issued forth from the ground as copious cunt juice and semen spilled out.
Mmmm, that took the edge off. Relieved, Xander lay in the cool grass. Lanying knelt beside him.
As soon as Xander had recovered some, Lanying took him in her cabin, pushed him onto her bed and worked on him some more. Xander's second spill took longer than the first, giving Lanying time for 3 orgasms before Xander spurted again. After that, both of them slept in warm relaxation of gratification.
Xander was awakened by noises of cooking, just past a curtain that surrounded the bed. The curtain darkened the bed area for sleeping. Whatever was cooking smelled delicious. Xander just lay there, happy to be with Lanying and out here in the healthful country.
Lanying's pretty face parted the curtain then, and she announced, "Sugar baby, dinner's ready!"
Lanying still wore here teensy skirt but had taken her blouse off for cooking. She wore the stilettos that had her over Xander by 4 inches. Xander sat down to a great country dinner. It was about mid afternoon.
After dinner, Lanying pulled Xander to her worn out, old but comfortable sofa. She just wanted to snuggle. She sat or lay in Xander's lap. Being a big Betaqh, she was a lap-full.
At one point, Lanying ordered, "Put your arms up like this, and flex your biceps."
Xander gladly did so, happy to display his muscles to gorgeous Lanying. By the way, keep fixed in your imagination, that hair style and her little elf ears. Her hair had been up like that all day, with those pointed ears visible; just a little assistance with visualization.
As Xander proudly flexed his biceps that measured a respectable 15 inches, Lanying approached one and kissed it. Then, she opened her pretty little mouth wide and bit Xander's biceps, and pretty hard too. Needle sharp teeth surely punctured the skin.
"OWWW!", Xander uttered, pushing gently at Lanying's head. But she held on and even pulled at it. Finally she let go. Two tiny punctures did indeed bleed! He had put his arms down. He began to say, "Mistress, you..." but Lanying ordered him to "make muscles" again. She repositioned herself and approached his other biceps. First a kiss. Then, her mouth opened wide, she clamped down on that one too! It was a kind of serious bite. Her sharp little teeth easily punctured his skin. She held on, shook her head, and uttered "Mmmmm!", almost like a kind of growl. It actually made Xander a bit nervous.
Was he in the hands of something weird? Here she was, living all by herself in a woods. Though beautiful during the day, it must certainly big dark and boogery at night.
Her bites drew quite a bit of blood. Now both his biceps had U-shaped imprints of teeth along with actual pin-prick punctures. They were tiny, but deep enough to bleed crimson red blood. She snuggled in his nap. She nipped his shoulder. Then Lanying repositioned herself to straddle his lap, and lowered her vulva down upon his legs. She leaned toward his face and gave him a kiss he will not soon forget. She just about sucked his lips off, first of all, then her tongue entered his mouth and seemed to chase his tongue around. She completed the kiss with a lot of suction, and uttered, "MMM! You're sweet! That gal's going to enjoy you!"
"If there's any of me left after eating my muscles like that!", Xander joked, although he was slightly serious. His biceps were actually bleeding quite a bit.
"Here, sweety, let me see...", Lanying offered as she approached his beleaguered biceps.
"Please don't bite them again", Xander pleaded.
Lanying kissed his biceps, then licked them, lapping up the blood. Then she laid kiss after kiss moving toward his shoulders... which she bit hard... then licked.
"You're getting a hardon from this!", Lanying pointed out. With her vulva right over Xander's cock, when it began to erect, it met her vulva.
"Make your muscles!", Lanying ordered.
Despite the fact he knew what was going to happen, Xander flexed his muscles again. Lanying clamped down on his biceps with her teeth, a little gentler than the first time but it still left bleeding punctures. She thrust her vulva around until his erecting cock found her hole. Lanying alternately bit one biceps, gave a high suction, tongue-chasing kiss, then bit his other biceps. Sure enough, Xander grew aroused and soon was "answering" Lanying's humping by thrusting up against her down thrust. Her cunt ate his cock as her mouth had been eating his biceps. Soon, Lanying squealed in ecstasy of orgasm. Xander groaned loudly as he spilled into Lanying's cunt, right up next to her cervix.
After that, they napped a while on the sofa.
In the warmth of gratification, Xander laid back with Lanying in his lap. She licked up blood from his biceps and shoulders then laid next to him. As he passed into sleep, he noted she would check his bite marks every so often and lick up any blood. In the warmth of gratification and the warmth of Lanying's hot body, Xander fell off into sleep.
Once again, noise of cooking woke Xander up. He found himself covered with a blanket. Apparently, Lanying had covered him after she got up.
She had prepared a light snack to energize for another trip to town. It was late in the afternoon.
"I'm going to see Chiaohui!", Lanying cheerfully announced, "She's going to teach me fisting, so I can entertain the gal we're going to see. You'll come with me, because when coming back, it will be dark and I don't want to be alone."
"Wow! Okay!", Xander agreed, "That's gonna be interesting!"
"I knew you'd like it!", Lanying remarked.
Xander and Lanying were in the velomobile-for-2 again. It worked better with two people. Before, when Xander was by himself, it threw the front-back balance off some. A couple of times, when braking hard, the velomobile actually tipped forward. It was indeed designed for two people with, perhaps, the lighter one in the front.
With Xander in the stoker seat and Lanying in the front, they moved like the wind. The velomobile performed well on all those curves of the twisting road.
They basically retraced the route that led them to Lanying's country cabin back to town. Then, winding around the narrow, for-velomobiles-only streets of Central Capital, they found their way back to the mod clothing store at about 7:45, 15 minutes before closing.
Chiaohui went ahead and locked the doors at 5 before 8 since no one was coming at that time. She turned off customer area lights, which were small, white-light LEDs. Again, the solar- wind- and water-energy of this dimension has no room for profuse waste. Being 8 o'clock, the night had already come; it was nearly black dark outside.
Wilma indeed appeared eager for what she knew was coming. Apparently, she had also been informed by Chiaohui that she was going to have a "student fister" go in her. Wilma asked Chiaohui, "Since you're teaching her, does that mean I'm gonna be fisted twice?"
"Indeed, big sugar!", Chiaohui replied cheerfully.
"OH! GOODY!", the big gal exclaimed.
Here, we go into a part of the culture of this dimension that, quite frankly, I (Lisa the writer) am not well versed in, and do not have that great an interest in having it done... to me. Having read the other accounts on the musclewomen.com site placed by the sysop, I picked up this interesting little idiosyncrasy of this dimension where Betaqh ladies often are "lovers" to big Taqh women. Already, it appears Betaqh gals like the company of the amazonic Taqh women largely for their protection. Also, interestingly, most Taqh women willingly submit to Betaqh women. They certainly are not submissive to any man. Taqh women are easily the biggest, strongest humanoid in this dimension or world. They are on top as far as strength is concerned.
And it is the size differential between Taqh women and Betaqh that gives rise to this "fisting thing". I would not like to be fisted, it sounds like it would hurt! I like a big cock going in me, but, not that big. But the Taqh women are so big, and some of the Betaqh are so slender, a Taqh woman might indeed get good pleasure from a Betaqh gal's fist.
Well so, Wilma, a typically sized Taqh woman at 6 feet 6 inches at 280 pounds, followed Chiaohui to the back of the store where it was out of plain sight from the street... not that that's important to them; what was important is that Chiaohui had a small light back there, so she would not have to turn on the entire store's lights. That was to save energy. Her store has no energy-producing systems of its own. It relies on the city for electricity, and of course that means there is an electric bill. Good reason to conserve!
With Xander ogling on, Chiaohui explained to Lanying how it is done and then actually began the demonstration.
Before performing it, Chiaohui took off some bracelets and some kind of other little tassels at her elbows. She needed bare arms. Chiaohui mentioned, "You'll have to take off that cute blouse of yours to do this!"
Indeed, Lanying's long sleeved blouse would get messy.
The big amazon Wilma was on her knees with her arms supported on a sofa. The sofa was normally used for customers awaiting custom this or that or alterations and the like. This position presented Wilma's big muscular butt and heavy duty vulva for easy access. Sure enough, Chiaohui took up a position behind that big swollen vulva, and braced herself with one hand and arm on Wilma's butt. With her other arm, Chiaohui formed the special fist that she showed Lanying, the one where all the fingernails are sheathed. Chiaohui then brought her knuckles to between the huge, swollen, wet labias of Wilma. Wriggling her fist, it slipped on in to Wilma's deep hole. Wilma of course, groaned and huffed from the ecstasy. Xander's eyes bugged out like a dying calf.
"Golly!" Xander breathed, "She's got huge cunt lips!"
"Well gees!", Lanying commented, "You've fucked enough of them! Why is this surprising?"
Xander: "I dunno... I guess I never really... looked... Also, she's bigger than anybody I've ever fucked. I look for women my size. Also, I like fucking Betaqh, like you!"
Lanying giggled. She stepped close to Xander and whispered, "Yeah! We are special! Far better than any Taqh monster!"
Xander: "Yeah..."
Wilma became more and more frenzied as she neared orgasm. She rocked back against Chiaohui's fist thrusts. Chiaohui's slender, dainty arm could go all the way to her elbow before her fist encountered Wilma's cervix. And of course, Chiaohui was doing cervix service because Wilma immensely enjoyed it.
Within a couple more minutes, powerful, ear-piercing screeches blasted forth from Wilma as orgasm roared through her. Copious cunt juice came out, was all over Chiaohui's arm, and dripped to the floor.
Chiaohui let Wilma continue to enjoy until she was ready to stop.
When Wilma laid her head on the sofa and relaxed, Chiaohui explained to Lanying, "Okay, now I'm going to release my hand from the fist and slowly pull it out. This way is less shocking to her cunt when my arm evacuates it. A cock slowly goes limp and slips out gently, but of course, an arm cannot do that."
Chiaohui wiped off her arms and invited, "Okay sugar, she's all yours!"
"Woh!", Lanying exclaimed, then knelt down behind Wilma's big muscle butt. Chiaohui unbuttoned Lanying's blouse. As with many women's clothes, the buttons or zipper is in the back (for the same reasons as "here"... whatever that may be).
"Okay honey", Chiaohui advised, "Hope your arm's in good shape. It does take some stamina. And, Wilma has gone through one orgasm already. It's going to take longer for her next one."
Lanying took off her blouse so that she was only wearing her teensy red microskirt.
"You're cute like that!", Xander commented.
"Aw!", Lanying giggled, "I suppose you'd like me bare-ass naked!"
"Yeah!"
Lanying stood up and said, "Okay! So be it!" She then unbuckled and dropped her teensy skirt. Buck naked, Lanying knelt back down behind Wilma and braced herself on Wilma's butt.
As Chiaohui did and now coached Lanying, Lanying jammed her knuckles between Wilma's huge labias. She wriggled her fist in. Wilma groaned loudly.
"Your fist is bigger than mine", Chiaohui observed, "She should enjoy this... sounds like she is!"
Wilma groaned and huffed as Lanying began to bear down on it. It took Lanying a few seconds to get over the strangeness of it, but she was successfully bringing the big woman to a hard, blasting orgasm.
"She's doing it!", Lanying exclaimed loudly, to be heard over Wilma's screeches of orgasmic ecstasy!
Wilma screeched and huffed through a hard orgasm and then began to simmer down.
"OHHH! That was fuckin' good!", Wilma huffed.
"Woh!", Lanying exclaimed.
After Wilma calmed and laid her head down, Chiaohui instructed Lanying to unfist her hand and bring it slowly out. Chiaohui brought tissues to wipe off Lanying's arm.
Chiaohui praised, "Well, well, sugar! You did it! You should be able to entertain that big mountain gal you said you were going to visit, very well."
Lanying: "Yeah..."
"Isn't that cool?", Chiaohui asked, "To bring a gal such pleasure like that? Wilma enjoys that a lot! You made her feel great and made her happy!"
"Yes", Lanying agreed, "That is nice!"
They noted Xander had a throbbing hardon.
"Hmm! Look at that, sugar!", Chiaohui pointed out, "What are we gonna do about that?"
"Wow!", Lanying exclaimed then asked Xander, "You want to fuck?"
"Baby!", Chiaohui scolded in a joking manner, "You know better than to ask that! The question is, who of us is he going to fuck?"
"Um...", Lanying uttered, hesitated, then said, "Let him fuck Wilma? I wanna fuck, but he's already fucked me three times or something. He could..."
"And Wilma's been fisted through 2 hard orgasms!", Chiaohui reminded, "So, that leaves out... who?"
"Um... uh,", Lanying hesitated, "Oh! YOU!"
"Yes!", agreed Chiaohui. She asked, "Is that okay? Let him fuck me?"
"Sure! You did so much for me today! Okay, okay. You fuck with him!"
Time for another comment from your denizen of the peanut gallery, me. As you can see, the attitudes of this dimension's entire society towards sex is completely different from what "we" are used to. Like, Duh! And I, for one, see it as a vast improvement! Here, sex is done in the open. In the bright daylight! It is not something to hide, be ashamed of, to hoard, be jealous of, to consider dirty, like with "our" prudish society. Sex is celebrated, honored! Shared among friends! Expressed openly! I'm like the sysop; Where's my ticket to Shasheer!? (He always terms it "Shasheer".) One way will do!
Chiaohui ordered Xander onto the floor, on his back. Chiaohui is dainty, not the fairly big, tall, well built woman Lanying is. Her little cunt will "top out" quickly. For safety and control, she will fuck on top of Xander.
Fortunately as well, Xander had already fucked a number of times earlier. This meant he was not so aggressive, and it took long for him to spill. That allowed Chiaohui 3 of her high pitched screaming orgasms. Xander enjoyed that tight little box messaging his meat as well.
When they left, Chiaohui indeed simply walked home, as apparently Wilma does too, no velomobile or anything. And so escorting Chiaohui was 6-feet 6-inch, 280-pound Wilma. Wilma had taken off all her clothes. She only wears the store's types of decorations while she is on duty. She arrives and leaves nude. Anyway, it appears Chiaohui will be well protected!
Xander and Lanying got into their new velomobile and headed home. Lanying stayed naked, by the way. She had put her blouse and skirt in the velomobile's trunk.
After getting home, it was all Lanying could do to stay awake to make a quick supper. Xander kept nodding off to sleep while he waited. They ate, did dishes, took a bath together and went to bed. No sex. They were exhausted. It had been a busy day.
By the way, Lanying had to "take down" her hair, dismantling that top-mounted bun and "fountain" that Chiaohui had set up for her, in order to shampoo her hair.
Next day, Xander had a good chance to see how this country Betaqh gal lived...
First, Lanying could not quite get the bun and fountain right, so she gave up and let her hair go the usual way for her, the way Xander saw when he (and us, so to speak) first met her.
In this dimension, Betaqh people tend to be associated with the big city. But they do live in the country sometimes. They make good farmers and seem to be good at communal farming in that they very rarely get into disagreements and quarrels. According to that sysop, whole small towns of Betaqh can be found here and there in the far reaches of "Shasheer", the main "nation" (or something like that) of this planet or dimension. Also, small, loosely organized "nations" or collections of tribes of Betaqh types are found in many places on the continent of land on which Shasheer is located. (The sysop speaks of an actual planet. He feels many of his past lives have been there. Maybe, but I think he has "filled in" a lot of "blanks" in the process of creating this "Shasheer legend" that dominates this site.)
Anyway, as I was saying, Xander now could observe how at least this country Betaqh gal goes through her day.
Well, there's that meditation thing. They are very spiritual, in a real way, NOT religious. They know the true nature of the spirit, they know of remote viewing, out-of-body projection, and calling up nature elements and even spirits to accomplish things.
After a morning fuck, breakfast and a nap, and NOT putting on any clothes, Lanying told Xander, "Sugar babe, I'm going over to that pavilion-looking thing to meditate and remote view. I ask that you don't knock on the door or make loud noises for about 30 minutes, or until I come out. Okay sweety?"
Xander: "Oh! Of course! I'll just kinda stroll around. Gosh, it's so peaceful here!"
Lanying: "Yes, it is, isn't it? Okay baby! I'll be back in about 30!"
They were already outside. Lanying, buck naked, strolled to a pavilion looking little structure, perhaps of her own making, located some 150 feet from her cabin to the left as observed when facing the cabin from the driveway. The pavilion was under the dark shade of a large tree and had round windows that were covered from the inside. Xander followed gorgeous Lanying because he enjoyed seeing her bare brown butt jiggle with rippling muscle as she walked, and her ample thigh muscles writhing with each step. Despite all the fucks the day before and one that morning, Xander "suffered" an erection.
Close to the pavilion and as Lanying opened the door, he could see that inside, there was a comfortable reclining chair. There was a sound system for playing recordings of drumming or binaural beats superimposed upon white noise and things like that, which assist in entering an altered state.
Lanying stepped into the pavilion, and with one foot up and the other on the ground, she turned her head acknowledging the fact Xander followed her. She grinned impishly. Her big brown eyes looked down at his throbbing dick, then back to his face.
"You big fuckin' sugar baby, now look! You're making me horny with that! I want to go into an altered state. How can I with my pussy getting all puffed up and throbbing?"
"Does it hurt you like it does me?", Xander asked, with some quiver in his voice.
Lanying grinned big and replied, "Since I'm not you, I could not answer precisely, but if it gets severe, it does ache! Now stop pointin' that thing at me!" She giggled.
"Let's fuck then you'll be relieved", Xander suggested.
"We already fucked for that reason, baby!", Lanying replied sweetly, "I often have to sleep a bit after fucking. I'm ready for meditation now and, and... OH! It does ache! Let's do it!"
Lanying pivoted from her position on the floor of the pavilion and leaned on then "climbed" on Xander. She let her swollen cunt settle right on his shaft. Xander moaned in relief as her hole slowly "ate" his entire dick. She began humping. With Lanying vigorously surging up and down, they both quickly came to huffing, blowing and screeching orgasms.
After simmering down, Lanying held on Xander, standing on her tip toes. She commented, panting in a series of huffs, "OH! Sweet relief! Mmmm! That cock of yours does the job on me, mmmm! So thick and reaches so deep! And your spurts feel so mmm-mmm good!"
Lanying hugged Xander, then continued, "My calf muscles are sore! I guess it's from all that walking in stilettos I did yesterday and having to support myself when on grass or dirt. Okay, big sugar! Now you take a nap and let's see if I can meditate. I've heard that sometimes, sex can enhance meditation, if one has had enough sleep."
"Okay, sweet madam Lanying!", Xander agreed, and hugged Lanying tightly.
Finally, he released her and she turned to go in the pavilion. She gave him one more sweet smile and a wink before closing the door.
Warmly gratified, Xander turned to go back to the cabin... wait, there was a hammock; he climbed on the hammock that Lanying had close to the cabin and between 2 shady trees. In peaceful warmth of gratification, he quickly fell asleep.
Xander was surrounded by absolute blackness that was heavily strewn with bright stars. They were all around him. He felt Lanying was with him along with... somebody or something else.
Then, he felt a whoosh, then, he was standing, naked except for a g-string, next to completely nude Lanying. Some dude in a dark purple robe with hood was with them. His (or her?) face could not be seen, "hopefully" because the hood was so large and loose, it shaded the face... if there was one!
Then, next thing they knew, they were on a sidewalk of a city. There were many clothed people. Their clothes appeared strange. There were huge vehicles hurtling at frightening speeds, despite the crowded conditions of the city. There was a deafening noise. It smelled like burnt fuel. Xander could hardly breathe.
"What is this place!?", Lanying yelled over the noise and with fright in her voice.
"I don't know, but I've seen it before!", Xander replied.
Soon they realized, many folks were pointing at them and, some were laughing and some were acting like the were seeing something disgusting.
"What's going on!?", asked a frightened Lanying.
"This is an alien world! Another planet! I think, that is..."
"Sol..." chorused what sounded like a number of male and female voices together. It was the hooded figure with them.
"They're obviously alien!", commented Xander, "Look at those men, most of them, and some of the women too! They're not shaped like humans!"
"Yeah!", agreed Lanying, "More like... melons... or blimps, standing on end!"
Then a large blimp-shaped creature approached them rather brusquely. He(?) was dressed in a dark blue set of clothes and dark blue cap of some sort. His shoes were black. His belt had a radio... and a gun!"
Frightened of this large beast, Lanying stepped back.
"WATCH OUT!", cried Xander as a huge vehicle hurtled toward Lanying. Xander barely pulled her back in time as the meteor-sized thing zoomed by. A smell of burning fuel emanated from it.
"What do you weirdos think you're doing running around naked!", shouted the dark-blue-clothed blimp creature.
"Ask him!", Xander exclaimed, pointing to the hooded figure, "I think he's the one that brought us to this nightmare!
"Who!?", the blue-clothed humanoid gruffly asked, "Him?" He pointed to some bystander wearing clothes that covered much of his body, but it was not the hooded figure.
"Oh great!", complained Xander, "He can't see him! Swell!!!"
"I'm going to have to ask you to come with me! I can't let you two stay out here like this! Think of the children at the very least..."
Think of the children...
Think of the children...
Think of the children...
That last statement echoed again and again as Xander and Lanying whooshed away. The deafening noise faded slowly until it was quiet. Xander was conscious of movement through stars, but not having a body. He felt Lanying was there along with the hooded guy or gal.
Then, after whooshing through what appeared to be a fog of silvery sparkles, Xander and Lanying found themselves standing in a beautiful mountain wilderness. It was peaceful. They felt the hooded gal was with them (beginning to feel more and more the hooded figure is a chick), but could not be seen. What they did see, however, was a gorgeous hunk of mountain woman!
Six feet 9 inches and possibly 350 pounds, she was all muscle. Yet, she had an angelic face. A serene look of peace was about her. She emitted fine energy that made Xander and Lanying just plain feel good and positive. She was just sitting there, on a rock, looking out over the valley. She was dressed in an old, tattered lavender tank-top. It was thread bare and her big tits showed through holes in the tank-top that were apparently worn through by years of tits poking at that same spot on the material. Below, she had two panels of cloth, sort of like a really, really short ao dai. She was barefooted. Her skin was absolute porcelain and very fair. She had pinkish blond hair that looked like flowing silk.
The big gal suddenly turned and looked around as if she had sensed something. Perhaps she was nervous that a bear or big cat might be approaching. She stood up allowing Xander to take in acres and acres of powerful, fit body. She looked around, all 360 degrees. Satisfied there was nothing there, she sat back down.
"She's partially aware of us!", Lanying told Xander, "but not completely. This is the one we're going to see!"
"Oh!", Xander breathed, "Wow!"
"Wow, big sugar! You can fuck your brains out in her, and you'll never reach her top! Mmmm! I can't wait to fist her! And, never mind the sex, I'm just going to love being with her! And you will too!"
Xander was about to say something when both he and Lanying heard, "From Sol...", in the form of a chorus of male and female voices.
"It's our friend in the robes again!", Lanying commented.
"Yes... yes...", Lanying uttered, "This country gal, this big hunk of love and positive energy... yes! She had a past life on that horrible place we just saw! WOW! Man! I'll bet she's glad to be here!"
"That's for SURE!", Xander vehemently agreed.
"Man! I wonder why she was sent to that horrible planet!?", Xander pondered out loud."
"I don't know, maybe..."
Lanying was interrupted by a chorused "For experience... For lesson..."
Lanying theorized, "She incarnated there for the experience and lesson. To see how nice we have it here! And just for spiritual growth!"
Apparently, Xander was hearing only "audible" utterances from the hooded chick. But the much better trained Lanying was receiving a lot more information via non-verbal communication (NVC).
Next thing Xander knew, just like that, he was standing next to the hammock... and he was in it!!!
Then he saw... The hooded chick... she dropped her hood and robe! There stood a silvery misty looking gal, if physical she would be 190 pounds with her 6-feet and 2-inch build. Totally nude at that point, she was very fit looking, but did not have "bulging" muscles. She smiled pretty at Xander then... dissolved! She dispersed into billions of silvery stars. The mist of stars whirled around for a bit, then appeared to get sucked up and absorbed by one of the large trees that supported the hammock.
"WOW!", Xander breathed.
Xander suddenly felt like he was falling. WHOMP! It felt like he fell from quite a height into a sand-box. He woke up with a start. His entire body tingled. It felt like ants crawling all over his body. He could not move for a few seconds. Finally, the ability to move came back. His mind began to clear. He shook his head.
"How did you like that trip?", asked a smiling nude Lanying, standing right there beside his hammock.
"Wow!", exclaimed Xander. But then, Lanying was not there!
"Oh man!", Xander blew, and dropped back on to the hammock to nap a bit more. He knew he was not quite out of whatever it was that he had just experienced. And, what was that woman!? The one in the hood who then stripped at the last second? And then "absorbed" into the tree? Was that a... tree-spirit!?
Xander only drifted to sleep a minute or two. Gently, slowly, he woke up normally. He rolled over and got off the hammock. Just then, the door of the pavilion over there, opened. Lanying came on out.
"WOW! Madam Lanying! You won't believe what I just dreamed!"
"That was no dream!", Lanying replied, "You were out of your body! And, we took an unexpected little detour that even I didn't plan. Wow! The gal we're going to journey to see; she had an incarnation on that horrible place! Gads! That was hellish!"
"It must be some kind of punishment planet!", theorized Xander.
"How can those poor wretched souls stand it!?"
"They're there for punishment! Or, like that dude, or chick, in the robes said, for the lesson in experience! Wow! Now, I can just do without that kind of lesson! Thank you but NO thank you!"
"Same here!", agreed Lanying.
Lanying came up to Xander and slipped her slender arms around his waist and felt over his hard muscle butt. "Mmmm! Big sugar! That quick little fuck did enhance the meditation. Wow!"
Xander: "Yeah! And pulled me into it as well! Wow! What an experience!"
Lanying: "Mmm, big sugar! I'll teach you more about meditation later. And going out of body. It's an excellent way to add to your soul evolvement!"
Xander: "But I was out of my body, just then. How did I do it without knowing how?"
Lanying: "Oh, going out of body can just happen sometimes, without any techniques. I did put out a wish to Love Jinn to pull you out of your body and accompany me to see the mountain gal..."
Xander: "And I did see her... I think..."
Lanying happily replied, "Her? Him, Love Jinn appears to me as a man, and a gorgeous one at that! You must have seen another spirit."
Xander: "Yeah..."
Lanying: "Several factors may have contributed to your going out of body and remembering. Remembering is the trick. Every time anybody sleeps, even a nap, they shift partially out of the physical. But without techniques or regular meditation, the out of body activities are usually not remembered. But, this was a major trip! Including that hellish world! And maybe Love Jinn helped you remember..."
Xander: "Love Jinn? Is that who that was in the robe and hood?"
Lanying: "I don't know who that was. Love Jinn merges into my energy and does not have a visible form when he travels with me. However, I have seen him under certain conditions, and he's gorgeous! Kinda like you, but slimmer, lighter. But all during our... trip, Love Jinn was not visible."
Xander: "Well, almost when the out of body was over, I was standing next to that hammock and saw my own body. Anyway, the hooded guy was a gal, and a good looking one at that! Then, she absorbed into the tree! She dispersed into millions of stars and, sort of like, absorbed into the tree!"
Lanying: "A tree jinn! Wow! I've never interfaced with one closely! Wow! You! First time out of body and you get to see something like that! But... Hmm... she showed us... well, I guess it was her that showed us that horrible world. I wonder what that was all about?"
That gave them plenty to wonder and talk about.
The rest of the day, Lanying did some farm work and continued to prepare for the trip. Lanying, never putting on any clothes and leading Xander, hiked to her mother's house to do some work that needed to be done before she left.
As is often the case with people of this dimension, the mother and daughter look the same age. Both look young. Lanying, in her 40s, looked merely like a sister next to her mother. In her 70s, Lanying's nude mother was every bit as young, energetic, strong, and sex hungry as Lanying herself. In fact, the highly aggressive older woman got Xander to fuck her. No problem with Lanying; apparently this kind of thing goes on in this dimension. Again, sex to these people is a positive, good thing, a pleasurable activity that can be shared and done in the bright light of day. Xander fucked her just in the yard of the house, in the grass. The sun was shining on them the whole time. Lanying smiled and continued with a hydrogen-fueled tractor repair.
One thing though, Xander dares NOT ask for sex in any manner, especially not when with Betaqh ladies! That is a super no-no! He can beg sex from a Taqh woman, but with Betaqh, the unspoken rule is to not even request sex. But, not to worry! The women of this dimension, Taqh or Betaqh, invariably demand sex sooner or later!
Later on that day, Xander and Lanying used their velomobile-for-2 for an equipment acquisition errand for more supplies and or gear for their trip.
Now, the tough part for Lanying. She would have to talk to Xander's boss, Meiling, to negotiate taking Xander on the trip. Xander's mother would not be much problem. After all, she is merely a Taqh woman; she has to submit to a Betaqh lady, and she probably would like to see her son go out into the world more.
So far, Lanying has bought an expensive velomobile, camping gear, and long distance riding gear and supplies. She planned to purchase a little more the next day, but the big deal would be, talking to Xander's boss.
Well, the next day did come. Lanying had to get up uncomfortably early for her in order to go with Xander for his commute to work. This was, after all, the first of the 4-day work week him.
Xander dressed in his usual g-string for work. Lanying stayed nude but took clothes to wear when she got there. In their velomobile-for-2, Xander and Lanying rode into town and on to the velomobile sales and service that Xander repairs for.
Xander, in the stoker's seat, instructed Lanying where to turn. She steered their big, fine vehicle into the employee parking where the other single-rider velomobiles were. They stopped and got out. Lanying slipped on a microskirt that was split on both sides to the waist, a sort of micro-ao dai. She also "strung" on an extremely skimpy tank-top that was more decoration than clothing. It was strings over her shoulders, there were large opening through which her bare boobs showed through, and the back was mostly strings. It had frills and little sparkling beads. Yes, mostly just decoration. Lanying was basically topless.
Lanying accompanied Xander into the shop.
The other workers took notice of this sharp looking stranger. Xander's co-workers consisted of 2 other Taqh men and 2 Taqh women. One man wore a g-string like Xander and the other wore a skimpy bikini with a tiny bit of mesh in back. Most of his rocky muscle butt was bare. Both women were just plain buck naked.
"Hi!", a Taqh woman cheerfully greeted with a big smile. Her big blue eyes beamed carefree happiness from under her long blond bangs. The other woman who had "slinky" green eyes, bowed deeply and greeted, "Good morning, madam!" As she bowed, her long pony tail, set from a bun at the top of her head, fell over into her face. She brushed it back, as she straightened out from the bow, with her arms. With her arms up to brush her hair back, huge, heavy biceps could be observed.
"What's going on in here?", asked Meiling who came out of her office because she noticed something going on.
"I am Lanying. I must inform you that I must take Xander on an important spiritual journey."
Lanying perhaps appeared not as "sophisticated" as Meiling. Picture it (use those "wings of imagination" like the sysop is always saying); we see that Meiling was wearing a full-length ao dai, split all the way to the waist. That showed a lot of shapely, honed legs, depending on where the panels of the ao dai end up. The garment's top was full coverage, including a high collar and long sleeves. It had ornate designs with an over-all color theme of cyan-blue. Facing her was Lanying, in that split microskirt (or micro ao dai) and that set of sparkily strings that "claimed" to be a tank-top. Lanying was, overall, rougher looking than Meiling. Lanying was very dark cocoa brown. Meiling was light cocoa brown. Meiling's arms were covered with sleeves, but Lanying's arms showed some visible muscle; not big, but fit, firm and obviously honed. And Lanying's skin, especially on her hands, was a bit rougher.
This inquiry was made in a significantly stern voice, "I am Meiling. For what reason do you give for wanting to take him?"
Lanying: "Using psychic methods and the assistance of a Jinn, I found an excellent perfect match for him, in the form of a Taqh woman and a life style he would fit into."
With her hands on her hips, Meiling demanded, "Explain the psychic method used!"
"Well, I go into a small darkened little room that I built for that purpose. I play a recording of white noise with a binaural beat and...", and on, Lanying explained some of the process she used.
Then Meiling asked, still in a stern voice, "You do these kinds of things often?"
"Yes, and my mom does too. We are experienced at it.", Lanying replied, and with a growing audience of ears; the co-workers were waxing interested.
"I've tried that kind of stuff!", Meiling replied gruffly, "I've seen some interesting geometric shapes and other random things, but nothing I would call, 'useful'! But I live in the city, it never is completely quiet! Except at night! But I'm too sleepy at night! Where do you live?"
Lanying: "In the country..."
Meiling: "Then, it's peaceful out there? Lots of trees? Meadows?"
Lanying: "Yes."
Meiling's countenance softened a bit as she paced back and forth once. Hesitantly, Xander spoke up softly, and ask, "May I add something?"
In a loving, gentle voice reserved for Xander, Meiling replied, "Go ahead, sugar!"
Xander: "What ever she's doing, it is powerful! It effected me too!"
Meiling asked gently, "You've been to her place?"
Xander: "Yes, madam."
Meiling: "Hm!"
Meiling slowly paced back and forth a couple more times. She stepped back up to Lanying and with her voice sounding stern again, she asked, "A Jinn told you these things?"
Lanying: "He told me, showed me, and took me there... out of body that is."
Meiling stared Lanying straight eye to eye. Lanying let her do it without protest. In fact, she seemed to be... answering...
This stare-lock continued for 9 whole dead-quiet seconds.
Meiling broke the stare, turned a bit and mumbled, "Honest and simple...".
Meiling's countenance had definitely softened. (For a minute there, I thought we were going to see a bitch-fight!) Meiling paced a couple times. All 4 other workers were in suspense, watching their fiery but lovely boss go through this.
Meiling, looking a bit crest fallen, walked up to Xander. She leaned against him, limp. Hesitantly, he placed his arms around her loosely. Softly Meiling asked, "How long will he be gone?"
Lanying: "Um... uh... um... a um... very long time?"
"I see...", Meiling replied almost inaudibly.
Lanying gently explained, "You see, the match, the energy profiles, they compliment each other. That gal needs him, and he needs her. My energy is involved too."
After a bit of silence, Lanying softly asked Meiling who was still on Xander's chest, "Do... do you love him?"
"yes..."
"Aw! That's sweet!", blurted out the big-blue-eyed naked Taqh gal suddenly.
"Quiet!", the other Taqh woman urged.
Meiling softly asked, "When do you want to take him away?"
Lanying hesitantly replied, "Well, I kinda wanted to take off tomorrow, but... I suppose I can stay until the 3-days off begins..."
Some more seconds of silence.
Lanying spoke up, "Look, you got 2 other guys! They're as good looking as Xander! Look!"
The 2 other Taqh males kind of stood straight and quietly made sure they stood in an exemplary way, to show off their physiques.
Lanying stepped behind them and commented, "They both got great asses!"
"SMACK!" She slapped one of their butts. And then, "SMACK!", she slapped the other one's butt.
"Woh! Hard as stone!", Lanying reported, "And cocks to match!"
Both of them were developing erections. Tents were being erected from their crotches, consisting of thin g-string or bikini material, and one thick pole. The 2 Taqh women chuckled.
"They're great looking", Meiling agreed, "But too big! Their cocks, too big... Xander is... sweet... He is... obedient..."
Indeed, Xander was on the small side for a Taqh man. The other 2 guys were average. Both stood about 6 feet 3 inches and weighed 210 to 230 pounds. Note that puts them physically smaller than the average Taqh woman. In fact, 2 good specimens of Taqh women were in there with them. Both those big gals stood a typical 6 feet and 6 to 7 inches at 270 to 290 muscular pounds.
"Oh! Sweety...", Lanying sympathetically commented to Meiling as she gently wiped a tear from Meiling's eye. "Gees, like, I'm sorry..."
Meiling: "Will he ever come back?"
Lanying: "Um... well um... like... she, that gal that is, she lives way way out in the boonies, deep in the mountains. Her past life was on some kind of horrible planet. I think she just want to spend this incarnation in contemplative peace. However, I would dearly love to get her to come to my mom's farm. You see, we have a lot of acreage that we don't use 'cause we don't have enough people to farm it. And now, even I might be leaving... my mom. I plan to try to convince this lady to move to my farm. Then Xander can continue coming here to work..."
"Or if you want", Meiling interrupted with a suggestion, "He does not have to come back to work, he can farm, for you... your mom, that is. Then I can see him whenever. Would that be good?"
"Sure!", Lanying agreed, "But I feel he doesn't like farm work. I think he would rather keep coming here!"
Meiling softly uttered, "mmm" and then close her eyes while she leaned limply on Xander's chest.
"That is so cute!", remarked the big-blue-eyed gal.
"Becky", urged the other Taqh woman again, "I really don't think they need your comments!"
"Is okay, Becky", Meiling softly assured, "Is okay."
After some seconds, Meiling craned her neck to look up at Xander. Her little chin poked into his chest. She asked, "Do you wish to go with her?"
With a voice gravely at first until he cleared it, Xander replied, "I... ehem! I think... it might be what The Creator wills... or at least would like to see happen."
"Or maybe not.", Lanying added. "This is not written in stone. There is a small chance that Xander and I will come back, um, empty-handed, so to speak. It would not be the first time a psychically derived matter turned out wrong. Psychic methods, even with experienced practitioners, are only about 75% to 80% accurate."
Finally, Meiling slipped away from Xander's arms. Meiling appeared to feel chilly after leaving his embrace as she rubbed her arms like someone in the cold. Walking slowly to one of the other 2 guys, she asked softly, "Can you, using your methods, find me a man?"
Lanying: "I'd, I'd... I would be glad to!"
It looked like for a minute that Meiling was going to lean on one of the other 2 guys. But they both had rock-hard poles of flesh throbbing, having completely escaped the confines of the bikini or g-string, with clear pre-fuck juice forming at their tips. They were huge too! One could see one of their cocks going up to past Meiling's navel. Indeed, a bit too big for her hole. She slowly turned away. The bubbly blue-eyed gal moved forward slowly, seemingly hoping to get a chance to hold Meiling in her arms. But... no. Meiling appeared to not quite know where to go.
Lanying continued with her offer to help Meiling find a man. She said, "I will need a lock of your hair, a fingernail clipping, and maybe, an old bikini..."
"I don't wear bikinis, never have.", Meiling informed softly, "They bother my cunt; they make me continuously horny."
"Yeah! Same here!", Lanying agreed. The 2 Taqh women chuckled, nodding their heads in agreement. The dicks on the 2 guys were really throbbing hard, then.
Lanying, "Okay then, do you have an old tank-top, one that fit kind of tight but is very old now?"
"Why does it need to be old?", Meiling asked.
"The older it is, the more of your energy it has. And the tighter fitting it is, like a tight bikini, the more of your oils and other secretions it has. Bikinis are great because they'll invariably have remnants of horny juice, you know, like when you get horny, your cunt gets wet. Even if you wash it, traces remain. Such a garment works very well. That kind of juice carries a lot of energy. Skin cell remnants contain DNA or at least, memory of DNA which is also helpful. A tight fitting tank-top is second-good. Better if you have sweated in it."
Meiling: "I have some tank-tops from when I was younger, and I still wear sometimes, that not only did I sweat in, I actually stripped and wiped my cunt of wetness with, if something got me horny. So they'll have it all."
Lanying: "Great! Bring all those in tomorrow. I will do a spell for you before I leave!"
One of the guys groaned. Both of them had cocks that were throbbing and spilling pre-fuck juice.
"Madam Meiling", the green-eye woman with the long, top-set pony tail requested, "He really needs relief. May I let him fuck me?"
"Yes dear", Meiling softly said, "Take it outside to the parking area."
"Come on, you!", the green-eyed gal gruffly ordered the guy that moaned. Pulling him roughly by the wrist, she took him outside. Left inside, the other guy glanced at who is apparently named Becky. Becky glanced back and muttered, "Just a minute..."
Meiling: "So, you will actually do a spell for me?"
Lanying: "Yes! I love doing love spells! Oh! I forgot! I'll also need a photograph of you. A nice clear picture. And... you won't be getting it back; as part of the ritual, it will be burned..."
"Oh my!", commented Meiling, "Well, okay. Does it need to be in the frame?"
Lanying: "No. In fact, it is best if it is not in the frame."
Meiling: "Okay then. Wow! Yes, um, my mother has a photo of me in a frame. I'll just print out another one for her... Oh, would you prefer that I give you the new one? Or do you need the one that's been in the frame for a number of years? Its colors have faded a bit..."
"Old one!", Lanying replied immediately, "It contains your mother's good hope for you. It contains your and her energy. The older, the better. Faded color does not matter."
"Oh! Okay! It works out then! I'll put in a fresh printout into the frame, my mother will like that, and I bring you the old one. Yes."
"Excellent!", replied Lanying, "With these things, I think I can create a powerful spell for you."
Meiling: "Do I have to specify what kind of guy I want? His personality? His looks?"
Lanying: "No. Your energies will impart that information to the Universal Consciousness. An excellent match will be found instantly. The problem is my interpretation of the results, and remembering everything as I come out of astral projection or remote viewing. Also, the universe will be energized so that a guy may just appear in your life without me doing anything."
"Wow! That is so cool!", commented Meiling.
Loud male moaning emanated from outside, in the employee parking. After that, a woman's screeching was heard. Orgasms in progress. The sounds were muffled and reduced by the closed door, but they were still quite audible. The Taqh man and woman turned their heads, noted it, then turned back to listening to the fascinating process of preparing for a spell, although the Taqh man, still suffering an erection, glanced at Becky a couple times. Xander noted it a bit. Meiling and Lanying appeared to not notice it at all.
After a few seconds of silence, Meiling gently asked, "So... now... you're going to take him away now? Or... you said, you will go in a few days..."
Lanying: "I said I now plan to go on the first day of his three days off. During that time, I will do the spell for you! Make sure you get the things I need. When I bring Xander here tomorrow morning, I will take them home with me, and then I'll start the spell. I'll get a few other things I need for the spell after I leave here."
Meiling: "Just out of curiosity, what things?"
Lanying: "Oils, candles, female image candle, and a female doll. And there's other this and that; a red ribbon, string, and... other stuff. Those I'll get from a store that specializes in ingredients for spells. Other things I'll get myself, just growing around."
Meiling: "Wow! Fascinating! So, you're going by yourself and he stays here?"
Lanying: "Yes. You all close at 3, right?"
Meiling: "Yes, that's generally it. Three o'clock is the beginning of shut down; that is to say, if they are in the middle of a repair, they don't leave until it's done, or at least, secured and set aside for instances where a part needs to be ordered."
Lanying went on outside to go, escorted by Meiling. Xander, the other Taqh man, and Becky followed.
"Oh, you got one of these!", Meiling commented when she saw Lanying's velomobile-for-2.
"Uh, I gotta warn you," began Xander to Lanying, "It doesn't handle well with just one rider. Maybe it'll do better with you because you're not as heavy as me, but, don't brake hard! Or it'll bow..."
Lanying: "Bow?"
"Ah yes!", Meiling added, "A design flaw of this model. It handles superbly with 2 riders. It handles well on rough roads or dirt roads. It hugs the curves. But when only one rides it, she has to sit in the front 'cause that's where the steering and brakes are. But because of that short wheel-base and thrown-forward CG of only one rider, it can be a bit of a bear to handle. Now, there is a fix for that. It enables braking and steering to be done from the rear seat. The front seat has to be reclined some so that the rider can see out the front, but it does handle in a lot stabler manner. Temporarily, you could put a load in the trunk. But then, of course, you'll be lugging that around. I can order the parts for the fix, but, it won't get here for a week or more, and you all are leaving in 4 days..."
Lanying: "Oh, I'll just put up with it. The main use of this car is to get us into the deep mountain wilderness where she lives."
"Hmm", Meiling pondered, "I kind of hate to leave you with this problem; it could even be dangerous..."
"Madam Meiling?", Becky ventured.
"Yes, dear?", Meiling replied.
With bright shining blue eyes and enthusiasm, Becky offered, "I request permission to be her stoker. I'm very strong, and I'll make it easy for her to do her shopping."
"Wow! Okay!", agreed Meiling, "What about it, Lanying?"
"Okay! But, I must warn you, I live way out in the country. It is 20 miles out there, and of course there'll be the 20 miles back. Plus, there's all the driving around town I have to do for the shopping..."
"That's perfectly okay!", bright-eyed Becky immediately answered, "I'm strong and have lots of stamina! Don't I, sweety?"
"YES!" was the enthusiastic reply from that Taqh guy with Becky. His stiffened cock seemed to be throbbing in the direction of Becky.
"Becky," he begged, "I thought we were gonna fuck..."
"Fuck me!", the green-eyed mega-babe offered sternly, "Come here!"
She took him, suffering an erection as he was, by the arm and led him to an alley between the velomobile repair building and another building. The two of them went back there and out of sight. The guy who had just fucked with her was sitting in his velomobile with the canopy open, resting and recovering.
"Well, okay Becky!", Meiling agreed, "You've got today off to help Lanying, since she agrees."
"OH! Thank you!", Becky replied and then did a deep, respectful bow to Meiling. She then immediately moved over next to the rear-seat canopy door of the velomobile-for-2.
"Thank you!", Lanying said. She added, "After we get home, I'll make you a dinner, then, I'm going to do my spell. I'll need you to be very quiet..."
"Oh! Don't worry! I'll just sleep! Then I'll be refreshed to take you back here this afternoon!"
Meiling laughed heartily and commented, "She's so cute! So eager and helpful!"
Lanying began, "Yeah! It'll sure be helpful to have a strong..." and then she was interrupted by significantly loud moaning from the man that went with the gal to the alley. Soon after his hollering simmered, a female's voice announced orgasm with very audible screeches.
Lanying commented with a giggle, "That's beginning to make me horny!"
Meiling replied with just a bit of impatience in her voice, "Oh, they do that all the time! And that gal, Debbie, the one with the bun and pony tail atop her head, she's got a cunt that doesn't quit. She could fuck a train-load of men and still want more. Sweet Becky there generally lets her fuck all three guys dry. But Debbie keeps an eye on them for me, makes sure they work! She lets them fuck her so they can get relief. But then she'll make sure they get back to work after that. Overall, they get the job done! I love all five of them!"
Lanying giggled and asked, "Does she, Debbie that is, get after Xander too?"
Meiling: "Aw, that sweety doesn't need getting after. He gets to work on his own. And he never asks to fuck, even when he has a hardon. He just ignores it. Debbie will offer to relieve him sometimes and, he certainly accepts! After gratification, he's back to work in five minutes without any pushing from me or Debbie."
Lanying: "Aw, he is the sweet one! The Jinn guided me right! But... now I'm taking him from you... I'm sorry..."
Meiling: "Oh, that's alright. If it is the will of The Creator, or if it is right with creation in general. But... if you can... like you said, try to get that gal to come back here... please?"
Lanying: "I'll try my best! After all, I could use her on the farm! And I don't want to be so far from mom!"
Meiling: "All right! So we both got things to gain by you two... or three, coming back here. Okay then. Enjoy your day! And, watch that Becky! She's as strong as a bear. Some places have speed-limit zones. She'll have you up to some high speed before you know it! It'll be fun though! I've riden with her, or Debbie, as the stoker before. You'll find you almost don't have to pedal yourself!"
Lanying: "Wow! Okay!"
Lanying glanced over to Becky who was waiting for action. Becky smiled pretty and bowed.
Lanying: "She's so sweet!"
Meiling: "She's a mountain of sugar-coated muscle!"
Lanying giggled at that conclusion as did Meiling.
Lanying opened the canopy of the back seat for Becky, and then she herself climb into the front seat. After greetings with Meiling and Xander, and with them both looking on with interest, Lanying steered the big velomobile on out. For this day, she was going to have a lot of horse-power! Or should I say, amazon-power!
Xander stood there a minute while Meiling walked over to where that guy was sleeping in his velomobile, no doubt afloat in the warm ecstasy of gratification brought on by big Debbie's cunt.
Meiling: "Bill, I think you've napped enough now. Get to work. Not just for me, but for you!"
"Oh", he groaned sleepily, "Okay. Just a minute..."
Meiling: "MOVE!... Before Debbie sees you! Uh-oh..."
Too late! Big Debbie, 6 feet 7 inches at 290 pounds, which made her slightly bigger than Becky, came marching out. Some seconds later, the guy she just relieved came plopping lazily out.
Debbie caught sight of Meiling at the velomobile of that guy she relieved earlier. Looking disgusted and impatient, Debbie marched over to his velomobile. Meiling backed off. Debbie grabbed a handful of his hair and looked like she was going to lift him out of there by his hair.
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