Luna & the Lake of the Limberlost

The late afternoon sun lit up Luna, who was looking lovely in a lavender yoga outfit. Her movements were lithe and limber, and she was doing her aerial yoga routine, dangling delicately from a lavender fabric hammock that was suspended from the rustic rafters of a spacious room in her castle tower. 

The sunbeam shone directly on Luna from an arched window that opened out onto a balcony that overlooked the dense, enchanted forest that surrounded the elegantly fantastical estate. 

On either side of Luna were two of her cats, each suspended from lavender loops. On her left was French Fry, a black and white tuxedo cat, and on her right was Puffball, a grey long-haired cat. The trio of acrobats frequently changed poses, an amusement to behold. 

As Luna poised to get down, I got up to catch Luna in my arms. She sort of floated down, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. She flung her arms around my shoulders, pressing her breast against my face. 

"Mmmpfff!" I proclaimed with pleasure into her bosom. 

Luna slid down my body, as if I were a firehouse pole. Her bare feet touched the wooden floor, and we embraced, locking eyes. 

"Wanna go on a little trip?" she asked. 

"Where to?" I asked, already deciding my answer would be "yes". 

"To the Lake of the Limberlost," Luna said as she took my hand, guiding me down the spiral stairs of the castle tower. 

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We were in the basement level of Luna's castle, clambering through a pile of bags, boxes, and briefcases. The room was essentially an oversized closet for storing storage containers in. 

"What are we looking for?" I asked Luna, who was rummaging through a pile of brown bags. 

"My Barter Bag. It's brown," she said with a somewhat frustrated tone. 

I looked down, and immediately saw a large brown leather bag with "Barter Bag" embroidered on it. "Is this it?" I said as I waved it around. 

"Yes! There it is!" Luna exclaimed with excitement as she snatched it from my hands.

"What's it for?" I asked.

"We're going to barter some of my root beer love potions with the Limberlost. This bag has an extension charm on it, so we can fit everything we need in here." 

Luna and I went into her chamber of root beer love potions. She set the barter bag on the floor, opened it, and proceeded to climb down into it. She looked silly with just her head sticking out of the bag. 

"Hand me those," said Luna as she pointed at a line of purple root beer bottles. 

I handed Luna the bottles, and she climbed further down into the bag, and I could hear the clanking of glass as she stored and secured the bottles in place. I handed Luna dozens of bottles of root beer love potions she had brewed over last several months, and then she reemerged from her barter bag. 

"It'll be a day's journey to the Limberlost, so we'll be gone several days. Let's pack up the Pleasure Pack!" Luna said in an obviously sensuous tone. 

"Pleasure pack," I said with a grin. "I'd love to help you stuff your pleasure pack!" 

Luna grabbed a turquoise backpack from a pile of pillows, and we went upstairs to the kitchen. The Pleasure Pack also had an extension charm, so we stuffed it with enough food to last us a few days. 

We also needed to bring camping gear and a change of clothes, so we headed up to the bedroom tower. The spiral staircase had a landing with a quaint bookshelf filled with books. I hadn't really noticed it before in much detail, but for some reason this time, they caught my eye. 

The bookshelf was filled with books entirely about sexuality. Oh my! Volumes upon volumes about sexual techniques, the whole Kama Sutra, tantric sex, you name it! I decided to bring one book along for our trip, so I grabbed a book called "1001 Sexual Positions to Try in Nature" and stuffed it into the Pleasure Pack. 

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Luna lugged the barter bag along, and I wore the backpack. We were both barefoot, grounded and silent as we made our way through the thick, enchanted forest trails. We were headed south, in silence, and the trail followed a stream. 

The silence between us was comfortable, soothing, and there was no need to fill every stagnant moment with words. The preternatural presence we felt between us was enough. 

Occasionally, we side-eyed each other with a warm gaze or lustful look. We were lovers, after all, and we were moving together toward a destination, not in any particular hurry to get there. 

Every so often, we would switch our burdens - I would carry the barter bag and Luna wore the backpack. The winding stream wove through an increasingly dense forest, until we came to an area where the trees were sparse and the ground was covered in a blanket of plush, green moss. 

The evening was setting in, so this would be our camping spot for the night. We still had several hours ahead of us yet. 

Luna pulled a cauldron kettle out of the Pleasure Pack, and I gathered dry sticks to help get a fire going. While a vegetable stew simmered over the campfire, Luna reached into the Pleasure Pack for cutlery, but pulled out the book I put in there earlier. 

"What's this?" Luna grinned at me. 

"I found it in your sex library," I said, blushing. "I thought we could... try some things." 

The aroma of the simmering stew filled my nostrils as Luna and I cuddled up, flipping through the "1001 Sexual Positions to Try in Nature" book, getting ideas. The book contained hand-drawn illustrations of couples in hilariously random sex positions. Some were ridiculous, while others were downright hot. 

"The Squatting Squirrel!" laughed Luna as she skimmed through the position titles. 

"The Beaver Dam..." I said, trying not to laugh. "Damn! That one looks hot!"

Luna flipped through a few more pages, and her eyes grew wider with wonder. "The Dragonfly Drill!" she laughed. 

"The Steamy Stream Stroke... the Moist Meadow Mutual Masturbation... good lord! So many possibilities!" I said in shock.

"Oh! I like this one... the Honey Bee!" smiled Luna. She glanced sensually at me, and I felt aroused just from her seeing me. She proceeded to read the description in a sultry tone. "Cover his penis in hot honey sauce, and suck or stroke vigorously, getting him erect. Let him lather your vagina in hot honey, and guide him as he licks away. Once you're both stimulated, wrap your legs around his waist, and let him slowly slide his stinger inside you, doing deep penetrative thrusts together. The hot honey will create stimulating warming sensations as you buzz and bang away!"

Like a couple of mischievous children cuddled up together, we giggled uncontrollably as we flipped through the naughty book as we waited for the stew to finish simmering. 

By now, it was growing dark, and it was a clear evening in the enchanted forest. As we ate from wooden bowls, the moon rose above the trees, and we admired the picturesque landscape of the plush moss carpet that covered the forest floor. 

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The moonlight made the moss feel warm beneath our bare feet, and the mood was set with the evening enchantment. Luna pulled a white silk cloth out from the Pleasure Pack, and blindfolded me with it. 

"Don't look," she said in a low, soft, sensuous tone. I sat on the ground, and I could hear Luna moving around, and I could hear her undressing. She seemingly pulled another, but larger, cloth from the bag. 

A moment later, she began humming a melody. I wasn't sure if I should remove the blindfold yet, so I simply sat in silence, listening to "Luna's Lullaby", as I later came to call it. 

For several moments, I waited in patience and silence, absorbing the vibrations of her arousing voice. 

"You can take it off and come here," she sung in a symphonic serenade. 

I removed the blindfold, and there was Luna seated naked on the ground, with only a white silk blanket wrapped around her. She was facing away from me, her back and legs exposed. Her soft skin and light blonde hair seemed to glow in the pale moonlight, and I was in awe of her natural beauty. 

I went to Luna and kneeled down behind her, and I began to give her a sensual massage. I ran my fingers down her exposed back and through her hair. I softly kissed her neck, shoulders, and back as she continued humming her melody. 

Luna let the light linen fall to the forest floor, exposing her breasts. I reached around her, and massaged every inch of her, affectionately kissing her naked body. Luna laid flat on the ground, and I positioned my face between her legs, and I licked Luna's labia, giving her pleasure. As she became increasingly stimulated, her melody became moaning. 

Too bad we didn't have any hot honey sauce with us. Oh well. Perhaps another time.

I got naked in the blink of an eye, and we embraced, naked and vulnerable, making love in the moonlit forest in a bed of moss. The silk fabric helped stimulate our senses, and Luna's enchantment of it provided warmth as the cool of the night set in. We cocooned ourselves in the fine linen, becomming lost inside it as we thrust away, breathing heavy as I deeply penetrated her untiil she orgasmed. 

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The next morning, Luna and I got an early start at dawn. We continued along the path that followed the stream toward Limberlost Lake. The forest grew stranger the closer we got, with the trees becoming increasingly mangled and writhen with giant prickly bulbs sprouting from their trunks. 

The day was overcast and gloomy, and the air grew thick with a damp, musty odor of swamps and marshes. 

At last, we arrived in a village that appeared to be from the 16th century. The rustic and weathered wooden huts were built in a swamp, and the streets were made of compressed peat, which felt great to our bare feet. 

The village seemed to have around a hundred or so souls, some of which were staring at Luna and I as we made our way down toward the lake. 

The swamp transitioned into the lake, and it was here where a handful of the Limberlost were wading into the shallow water, seemingly looking for something. 

"They're limber-logging," Luna whispered to me. 

"Whassat?" I whispered back. 

"It's like their version of yoga. They use their feet to feel for fallen logs to balance on. It helps keep them limber." 

"Is that why they're called the Limberlost?" 

"Maybe partly. I think it has more to do with where they came from," Luna said. 

A couple of the limber-logging villagers noticed Luna and I, and approached us. "Arst thou ready for thy trade?" asked an elderly man. 

"I have some of my root beer love potions I'd like to trade for some of your enchanted mushrooms," smiled Luna as she held out her barter bag. 

"Follow thine self," said the uncanny old man. 

We followed the man to his hut, and as we did so, I took a closer look at the townspeople. They all seemed melancholy, and they had an uncanny appearance. They all spoke in a strange, old English dialect. Everything about the village felt as if it were stuck in the 16th century. 

The interior of the man's hut was full of shelves of varieties of glowing mushrooms. "Hast thou a seat," said the man. 

"Thank you, Merlin," said Luna as she and I sat down together at an oak table. 

Luna reached down into her barter bag and pulled out a few bottles of root beer love potion. Merlin handed her a couple sacks filled with mushrooms that glowed in shades of purple, pink, and blue. 

"Meet Merlin the mushroom man, as he's known as around here," Luna said to me. "I use his magical mushrooms in some of my potions. And for cooking, too." 

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Luna and I were invited to stay overnight in Merlin's hut, and to join the Limberlost in their annual traditional feast in the Great Hall that afternoon. It was at this festive feast that the story of the origins of the Limberlost was told. I had a difficult time understanding everything that was being said, so Luna translated, whispering the story into my ear as we cuddled, taking it all in. 

"Our ancestors came here centuries ago from a place called Roanoke. There was a people called the Croatoans who knew how to connect with and crossover planes of existence, and the Croatoans were unhappy with the Roanoke colony, as they were encroaching upon a sacred place of crossover." 

This sounded eerily familiar to me. Could the Limberlost be descendants of the lost colony of Roanoke? I kept listening, intrigued by the story. 

"The Croatoans cursed the community of Roanoke with famine and fatigue. One night, the entire community dreamt of a strange labyrinth of rooms with yellow walls and strange squares of light coming from above accompanied by a horrific hum." 

"Upon waking, their ancestors found that their village was now somewhere unfamiliar. They had been brought to this place, and they have been lost here ever since," concluded Luna. 

"So... why can't they leave?" I asked, puzzled. "That story doesn't make a lot of sense."

"It doesn't to me, either. They believe they're trapped here. I think it's all in their heads. If they chose to, they could be free. They do seem content here, though. They have everything they need right here." 

"How'd you find them?" I enjoyed learning new things about Luna. 

"I would come down here to the lake to go skinny dipping with the Ladies of Limberlost. One day, the village and swamp was suddenly here, just like that," shrugged Luna with a sentimental grin. "I decided to start bartering with them a few years ago." 

"The Ladies of Limberlost?" I asked. "Whodat?" 

"That..." warmly smiled Luna. "Is why I brought you along. I wanted to share this with you." 

While the festivities wound down for the afternoon, some of the Limberlost came up to Luna with items to barter. In exchange for bottles of Luna's root beer love potions, Luna received things like boxes of frog legs, bags of fairy wings, and jars of pickled tarantula eggs. Ya know... typical witchy stuff. 

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Evening was setting in, and the day had been productive and festive. Luna and I were ready to laze about in Lake Limberlost. We followed a peat path that led away from the village and to the far side of the lake. 

The sun had just set, and the sky grew darker, fading into shades of purple and pink. The path ended in a marsh that transitioned into the lake, and as we approached it, I heard the same melodic hum I had heard from Luna the previous evening. In the twilight, I beheld fantastical giant mushrooms that began to glow in shades of blues and greens with an enchanting phosphorescence.

There before us, bathing along the shore of the lake, were around a dozen or so bare naked ladies with long, flowing hair. In harmony, they hummed Luna's Lullaby, and they looked at us with pleasant smiles, and they didn't mind that we were there. 

"These are the Ladies of Limberlost," whispered Luna into my ear.

"Oh my..." was all I could say with wide eyes. So much beauty, and I could not EVEN! 

"Are they... water fairies, or Naiads or something?" I asked. 

"I thought that at first too, when I first met them, but they're actually Dryads. They come here on some evenings to bathe." As Luna spoke, she began to undress.

"Ah. Tree nymphs," I mumbled, suddenly realizing I was getting wood and that three of the redheaded nymphs had their eyes fixed on me. "They're staring at me," I whispered to Luna, who was now fully nude. 

"They're curious, I think," Luna whispered back. "Take your clothes off and join me! You'll enjoy this." 

The three redheaded nymphs kept their eyes fixed on me as I clumsily removed my clothes. Embarrassed, I covered my erect penis. I was trying to be polite. The three nymphs giggled at me as Luna took me by the arm and guided me into the water. 

"It's been a while! Nice to see all of you again!" chanted Luna. 

Several more of the nymphs surrounded us in the lukewarm lake water, some of which were also redheads. The others were either blonde or brunette, and they all seemed to be studying me with an intense wonder and a subtle seduction. They all clustered around Luna and I, and I could feel the warmth of their naked bodies brushing up against my vulnerable self. 

"You look exactly like someone who has been visiting our sisters of the Redwoods!" exclaimed one of the redheaded nymphs in a soft voice. Her green eyes sparkled with her smile. 

"Huh? I do?" I said in a confused tone. 

"He could be your twin. Do you have a brother?" inquired another redhead. 

"Nope!" I said. Well then. That explained why they were staring at me. Apparently, I have a doppelgänger out there somewhere. 

Luna began licking my neck, and in a sensuous moan, whispered in my ear, "Let them pleasure you." 

With that, we went wild together. We shared in tantric touching, and playfully sensuous caressing with an abundance of warm wetness as we created a steamy whirlpool of ecstatic wonder together. 

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The next morning, Luna and I awoke in Merlin's mushroom hut, and we made our way back to Luna's castle. Along the way, we kept smiling at each other, proud of our steamy encounter with the Ladies of Limberlost Lake. We were both grateful for the shared intimacy, as natural and nurturing as it felt to the both of us. 

"Ya know, for being among the Limberlost, I didn't feel so lost with you," I said as we made our way back upstream toward the castle. 

Luna smiled at me, her blue eyes glistening in the early morning sunrise. We stopped walking for a moment, and I hugged her tightly in my arms, sharing a lovingly long kiss with Luna.