🌊 Back to Dreamland
The sun cast golden rays over Mary and Erika's naked bodies as they walked down the beach, their big breasts swaying gracefully. Water droplets sparkled on their smooth skin and the ocean waves splashed lightly against their feet, inviting them to jump back in for another swim.
But the two beauties were on a mission. Swimming was a mere warm-up for the real thing. As they found a comfortable spot on the sand, Mary placed her camera down on a nearby rock. Erika eagerly sat down on her large towel, looking like a young goddess with her legs crossed in the lotus position.
The view was so enticing that Mary couldn't help but lick her lips before she pressed the record button. Erika's gorgeous body was on full display and the sight made her lips wet, both on her face and between her legs.
"Is it recording?" the blonde princess asked with excitement.
"Sure thing, sweetie," Mary replied, her eyes locked onto the girl. "Let's see how you do."
"Oh my, can't wait to watch it!" Erika wiggled her ass on the towel. With no strain in her movements, she laid down over her crossed legs until her breasts pressed against the soft towel, then shifted her weight so that her crossed legs stood on their knees, and finally pushed them back as she lay on her belly.
"We'll watch it after we're done," Mary smirked at the transformation, her eyes drinking in every inch of Erika's beauty. She knelt behind the girl and lifted her knees up into the air, arching her back and bringing her ass amazingly close to her own shoulders.
"But I much prefer the real you," she added, stroking the girl's fit thighs. "Now, would you stretch your legs out and exhale?"
"Mm!" Erika complied, leaning on her elbows and outstretching her slender legs in front of her as she let her breath out in a long, deep sigh.
"Wow, you feel so rubbery today..." Mary said, her hand slowly moving up and down Erika's legs as she marveled at her student's flexibility. "Do you mind if I push your knees all the way down?"
"Sure," Erika nodded and let out another soft exhale as Mary pressed her hands against the girl's knees, pushing them towards the ground.
"Here, all the way down as promised," Mary watched with delight as Erika's fit body folded completely in half, pressing her ass tightly against her shoulders. "How does it feel?"
"Like a dream," Erika replied, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation.
"Hope it's not a nightmare for your spine," Mary teased, her hands stroking the girl's legs gently, wishing the sand wasn't in the way to push her knees even further down.
"Nah, it just feels really...stretchy," Erika said, her voice barely audible as she absorbed the pleasure of her own flexibility.
"No wonder!" Mary laughed. "You're curled up like a snail!"
Erika looked up at her, her silky hair brushed against her own crotch, sending a shiver along her folded spine. "Mmm... Mary?" she whispered.
"Yes?" Mary replied, looking down into her pupil's beautiful green eyes as the sun shone brightly on the girl's face.
Erika only moved her lips in silence: "I love you."
"I know, dear," Mary moved her hand to gently caress the girl's cheek. "But why...suddenly?"
"Because you made my dream come true," Erika replied with a grin. "Many of them, in fact."
"Oh dear..." Mary sighed. "Stretching is really like air to you, huh?.. Now I'm curious to see what next bendy pose you're going to dream about, now that you've mastered folding yourself like a book..."
"Actually," Erika grinned, "Actually, I have one in my bookmarks, but it looks really hard... I mean really soft... It's also a drawing, not a real thing, but how I wish I could pull that off!"
"Now you have me intrigued," Mary's eyes widened with interest. "I'd honestly look at this pose that you think is too hard for you."
"Trust me," Erika purred, snuggling her head deeper between Mary's soft mounds. "You'll be impressed when you see it!"
Nevertheless, my headcanon won't be budged: Mary is a 23-year-old yoga instructor and Erika is her 18-year-old student who just joined her class recently, this was established from the start and there has never been any story that suggests an age gap of more than 4-5 years between them.
And you do so much good by keeping this site afloat for everyone else! You and Shifty deserve a special VIP pass with a complete archive and instant access to every new post ;D
Yay! As soon as I get my platinum vip card with diamonds in the corner, I will immediately order all the images of Yasha and Andrzej, as well as the best painproof art from your archives.
After all, it's not the sin but the guilt that leads to mental illness. Most people eat meat without batting an eye, but the very same people cannot bear the idea of killing cats or domestic rodents on video, they're repulsed by the cruelty.
Similarly, a guy who sleeps with his hot teach might brag about it, whereas King Oedipus goes insane and kills himself, even though his mother was technically a smoking hot MILF.
Freud helped a lot of people, but because he was successful and Jewish, he became ridiculed and turned into some kind of sex guru and eroticist in psychiatry. But hey, it's easy to avoid the subject of sex altogether and just lobotomize them instead - like all other doctors did at the time.
It's not Freud's fault that so many humans are sick fucks who murder and eat animals and fantasize about having sex with their own relatives. In fact he lived a long life to help them overcome their misery. He only treated those who needed help, he never applied his theories to regular healthy randoms - contrary to how all these fucked up myths and anecdotes portray him.
Now, everyone says it's "Freudian" when there's any connection between sex and psychology, like he's responsible for men wanting their own moms or whatever. Freud just pointed out the issues so they can see what's up with them, but nope, they want to blame him instead.
Personally, I disagree with Freud on just one point - I am convinced that lobotomy is all humans deserve in general as a species, especially in 2024. But unlike me, Freud was a kind person and a real doctor.
By the way, didn't mean this to become an essay about Freud, just couldn't figure out how to make it shorter... 😂
It's such an interesting challenge in itself, trying to match the original as closely as possible - keeping the same shapes in the picture and using the exact same quotes from the story, while doing it the way I'd do it today.
But most importantly, I'm glad you enjoyed it! It's great knowing I'm not alone thinking some pictures deserve another go at it. And it's not like I'm replacing the original image anyway :D
Shifty
Was quite disappointed by the lack of comments here at first, but seeing that justice was restored over the next few days, now I'm feeling a lot more excited about imagining how Mary would twist her student next and how much Erika would enjoy getting stretched in hot ways with Mary holding her tight... mmm, can't wait to come up with an idea for the next pic! And it's actually your message which inspired me to think about this, so thank you! :D
And I didn't mean to offend Freud. I'm sure he just saw humans as a species for what they are, so he wasn't disappointed in them.
I think the only way to think badly of the human species is to initially imagine some "inherently good" people who can't actually exist (outside of books and art).
And well, I like to think poorly of the human race without picturing any "inherently good" people - you're right that they can't exist... It's simpler for me to assume that all humans are awful, and then be pleasantly surprised every now and then, than assume that everyone is great and be constantly disappointed. I prefer things upside down because only then do they start to make sense.
People who see themselves as a "good guy" find that most of the actual stuff they do is not so good at all - it's not even amusing how ridiculous they are. But if you think of yourself as a villain, you'll see that much of what you do is actually not half bad.
Personally, I don't think people are good or bad. The vast majority of them adapt their behavior to the environment. A very small percentage of people are fundamentally altruistic or are manipulative psychopaths. They are the ones, in my understanding, who are usually called "good guys" and "bad guys".
Sasha M
PS Sorry, I don't always write my nickname. I'm not used to it, because I don't have to do it on social networks.