In Delta of Venus AnaÃ¯s Nin penned a lush, magical world where the characters of her imagination possess the most universal of desires and exceptional of. 21 feb. Anais Nin „Delta lui Venus”. “Mallorca” I was spending the summer in Mallorca, in Deya, near the monastery where George Sand and Chopin. “Delta lui Venus”-Anais Nin. 3 likes. Book. “Delta lui Venus”-Anais Nin. Privacy · Terms. About. “Delta lui Venus”-Anais Nin. Book. 3 people like this topic.
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In the early morning we would get on small donkeys and travel the hard, difficult road to the sea, down the mountain.
It would take about an hour of slow travail, through the red earth paths, the rocks, the treacherous boulders, through the silver olive trees, down to the fishing villages, made of huts built against the mountain flanks. Every day I went down to the cove, where the sea came into a small round bay of such transparency that one could swim to the bottom and see the coral reefs and unusual plants.
A strange story was told of the place by the fishermen. The Mallorcan women were very inaccessible, puritanical and religious. When they swam they wore the long skirted bathing suits and black stockings of years ago.
Most of them did not believe in swimming at all and left this to the shameless European evnus who spent the summers there. The fishermen also condemned the modern bathing suits and obscene behavior of Europeans. They thought of Europeans as nudists, who waited for only the slightest opportunity to get completely undressed and lie naked in the sun like pagans.
They also looked with disapproval on the midnight bathing parties innovated by Americans. Walking thus and dreaming and watching the effects of the moon delha the sea, the soft lapping of the waves at her feet, she came to a hidden cove where she noticed that someone was swimming. She could see only the head moving and occasionally an arm.
The swimmer was quite far away. It must have been one of the young American women who bathed there naais the day.
Erotica: Delta Of Venus And Little Birds
Maria could easily take off her white dress and wear only her short white chemise. There was no one around. The sea was calm and speckled with moonlight. For the first time Maria understood the European love of midnight bathing. She took off her dress. She had long back hair, a pale face, slanted green eyes, greener than the sea.
She was beautifully formed, with high breasts, long legs, a stylized body. She knew how to swim better than any other woman on the island. She slid into the water and began her long easy strokes towards Evelyn. Evelyn swam under the water, came up to her and gripped her legs. In the water they teased each other. The semidarkness and the bathing cap made it difficult to see the face clearly.
American women had voices like boys. Evelyn wrestled with Maria, embraced her under the water.
They came up for air, anaiss, swimming nonchalantly away and back to each other. Finally it came off altogether and she was left naked. Evelyn swam under and touched her playfully, wrestling and diving under and between her legs. Evelyn ddlta part her legs so that her friend could dive between them and reappear on the other side. She floated and let her friend dellta under her arched back. Maria saw that she was naked too. Then suddenly she felt Evelyn embracing her from behind, covering her whole body with hers.
The water was lukewarm, like a luxuriant pillow, so salty that it bore them, helped them to float and swim without effort. She let herself be embraced. She did not feel breasts on her friend, but, then, she knew young American women she had seen hin not have breasts. Suddenly what she felt between her legs was not a hand but something else, something so unexpected, so disturbing that she screamed.
She screamed but no one heard, and her scream was only something she had been trained to expect of herself.
Erotica: Delta Of Venus And Little Birds by Anaïs Nin
In reality his embrace seemed to her as lulling and warming and caressing as the water. The water and the penis and the hands conspired luu arouse her body. She tried to swim away. But the boy swam under her deltta, caressed her, gripped her legs, delts then mounted her again from behind. In the water they wrestled, but each movement affected her only more physically, made her more aware of his body against hers, of his hands upon her.
The water swung her breasts back and forth like two heavy water lilies floating. With the constant motion he could not really take her, but his penis touched her over and over again in the most vulnerable tip of her sex, and Maria was losing her strength. She swam towards shore, and he followed. They fell on evnus sand. The waves still lapped them as they lay there panting, naked.
The boy then took the girl, and the sea came and washed over them and washed away the virgin blood. From that night they met only at this hour.
He took her there in the water, swaying, floating. The wavelike movements of their bodies as they enjoyed each other seemed part of the sea. They found a foothold on a rock and stood together, caressed by the waves, and shaking from the orgasm. When I went down to the beach at night, I often felt as though I could see them, swimming together, making love.
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