Pearl Part 3 of 3 A Valkyrian Story by Persephone and Prudence Utte knelt in the water and bent over, presenting her ass to Edward. With his heart pounding, he spat on his hand to lube his cock, gently felt for Utte's warm, inviting pussy and slid into her. She responded with an impassioned moan and let her cervix grasp him, her body coaxing him closer to orgasm. He grabbed her hips and thrust harder, fucking this gorgeous, naked Valkyrian beauty, feeling like a goddamn rock star. It occurred to him in mid-thrust that Svenska and Connie had been underwater a long time. He glanced over to where he thought they were and saw Svenska stand up, water streaming from her gorgeous naked form. And next to her rose Connie – it was obviously Connie, with her dark hair, round face and large breasts – but this woman was a young, vibrant, glowing sexual goddess! Whatever she and Svenska had done underwater, it had taken years off her age, transformed her into a young, dynamic beauty queen. Utte paused to see as well, and she and Svenska shared a brief, meaningful glance. But Utte was seconds away from a climactic orgasm and she knew that Edward was equally close. She stood, walked to the water's edge and lay back on the warm sand. Edward lay between her legs and thrust himself into her, fucking Utte with enthusiasm, pounding his cock into her. She wrapped her legs around his back as a colossal orgasm surged through her. Seconds later Edward's desire overcame him and he thrust harder, his cock filling her with cum. Utte's breasts lactated freely as she held him through his orgasm, their bodies writhing together. He kissed her neck, her lips, licked milk from her chest as he came down from his orgasmic high. Then he remembered Connie, and turned to look. Where his wife had been standing was a gorgeous naked teenage beauty, who looked about seventeen. Her dark hair shone with midnight luster, her breasts were firm, round, and enticing. Connie's lips had filled out and her piercing eyes danced with mischief. Svenska was on her knees before the transformed beauty, brushing the last stray pubic hairs from her pussy and sliding her tongue into Connie's ripe, inviting cleft. "Utte," Svenska said after a moment, "say hello to our sister." Utte, still breathing heavily after her climactic sex with Edward, reached a hand to the newest Totally Naked Girl. Edward watched the three of them and had to admit, they all had the same glow. "What do we call you?" Utte asked.  Connie paused, uncertain, and looked to Svenska. There was a moment of silence, then Svenska whispered into her ear. "Margitte. Hidden pearl." Utte and Svenska both bowed, and Edward followed suit. Margitte stepped to Edward and took his hands, her face a whirl of emitions. "I... I can't go back. I’m not Connie Bloss anymore. I'm sorry." “I'll be honest, Conn – Margitte, I don't want to go back either. This, is incredible. And you look… oh my god, you look good. Damn.” "So I was a Thulean too. I didn't know until right before I got into the water... then when I bowed, it all came home. This is my home." Margitte stopped and looked around. She waded into the water and submerged, swam a little deeper underwater and resurfaced. She waded out again, young, naked and gorgeous, and went to Connie's bags and clothes. As the others watched, she started going through the bags and examining things as one would with a forgotten relative’s belongings. Svenska and Utte knelt by her side, and Edward got the sudden mental image that the three of them had always been together, this was a puzzle piece finally set into place. He watched in silence, his own nudity and any sexual interest forgotten. "So… damn, sorry but this is a lot to take in all of a sudden," he said. "I came here on a five day vacation with my wife, to try the healing natural springs. We meet two locals and then POW my wife is transformed into a teenager, I don't know who Connie is or Mar – Margitte – is or even who I am! Are we still married? Are you – is Connie – legally dead, like Utte's old self? Do I go home a widower? Do I even go home? What...?" he let the question drift away. Utte and Svenska rose and approached him, took his hands and led him to Margitte. She held his hands in hers and gazed into his eyes. "Edward." She said his name like she was talking to a stranger. "I admit I don't fully understand what's happening, but in my soul this is the most right thing I have ever done. I – I still love you, but I’m not your wife anymore. This changes everything. Please, try to understand?" Edward was torn, he had to admit to himself. His marriage to Connie had grown stale, he felt it and he was sure she did too, even though they hadn't discussed it. Connie's vacation to this strange island had seemed fanciful, like her obsession two years ago with seaweed kelp extract, or the goji berry fixation the year before that. But now she was reborn, as a teenage… something. Beauty queen? Astral energy sex focus beacon? Something? Edward hadn't wanted to end their marriage, just find some way to spice it up. Now Connie was saying she was reborn as Margitte, she could never leave Valkyria, they couldn't stay married... he still loved Connie and wanted her to be happy, whatever that meant, but he hadn't expected this. "Can we stay married, on paper at least? If people ask, I'll say Connie is visiting friends overseas? I..." "Edward," Svenska said breathlessly, "follow me." She took him by the hand and led him to the water again, and waded in. Edward followed her as a child follows simple instructions from an adult. He followed the naked Valkyrian beauty into the water, took a deep breath and submerged with her, followed her underwater to a sunken patch of white sand deep inside the spring. She scooped up a double handful of white sand and held it out, letting some fall away and drift lazily back to the bottom. Edward stared at her, becoming concerned about his breath. She took a mouthful of sand and appeared to swallow it, then held it out to him again with an urgent look. With his lungs beginning to choke, he took a mouthful of sand, closed his eyes and swallowed, and felt his awareness drifting back to the surface. He felt as if he were looking down on himself from somewhere above. He saw Margitte and Utte, two naked beauties who were apparently kissing. He saw the pool, and deep within, two shimmering shapes. He saw one of the shapes glow brighter, a pearlescent, pale blue glow. He felt his awareness rising through the roof of the cave, up above the island. He rose higher and higher, feeling as if he were being lifted by gossamer strands of force. He looked down and saw the whole of Valkyria, a cluster of small islands green and verdant, and saw overlapping networks of interconnected strands of energy, reds, yellows, and greens, all pulsing and vibrant. All of Valkyria was alive beneath him, and he was falling in love with every single atom of it. Edward felt his body, far below in the hidden underground pool, calling out to him as a lover. He remembered Utte, and Svenska and Margitte, and realized they were three souls who had always been together, finally reunited in the physical. He experienced that dreamlike falling sensation as his body called him back, falling, through the air, through stone, through water, he felt his flesh embrace him, a loving, sensual warmth. Under the water in the hot spring, Edward opened his eyes. He realized his lungs no longer ached, he could feel his body, alive, tingling. He looked at Svenska next to him - she had poured the rest of the white sand back, and floated dreamlike, watching him. God, she was gorgeous! He took her hand and together they surfaced and waded out of the pool. "Edward – are you still Edward?" Margitte asked. The sight of her filled him with desire, his cock lurching to an ecstatic erection. "Yeah, I'm Edward Bloss," he said nonchalantly. "At least, I think I am. I haven't changed... have I?" "Look into the water, Edward. Look at your reflection." He turned to look, and almost fell in. Where he had been a middle aged man with thinning hair and a paunchy belly, the man looking back at him was young, slender, and trim, with a sculpted chest and a bare, hairless scrotum. Even in his youth, he never looked this good – never felt this good, this alive. On impulse Edward stroked his cock and realized it had grown considerably. Where his erection had been a quite serviceable seven inches long, here he was now holding at least a foot of tumescent flesh in his hands. "Well... I'm not complaining, but... what the Hell? Mind telling me what happened?!" "Margitte is a Thulean,” Utte explained, “or I should say that, like us, she was and she will be again. That's why you were drawn together, what attracted you to each other. It's like I told you – we know our own kind." Edward nodded, but his thoughts were reeling. It was all too much for him to take. Utte stepped closer. “Even though you are no longer bound to her in marriage, we want you to stay here with the three of us. Forever." Still dumbfounded, Edward barely heard Utte's overture while staring at his reflection. "So am I... you know, like that guy in that coffee shop now?" he asked. "Jerking off onto everyone's food?" "Try it – masturbate," Svenska said easily. "Let's see what happens." Edward could not deny that he had been sexually charged since he and Connie first let these girls ride with them, and then seeing first her transformation and then experiencing his own had only amplified it. He had cum for Utte only a few moments ago – at this point it felt like a lifetime ago – but he was certain he could climax again, right here. He turned to gaze at the three naked beauties and drank in the sight of them. It brought him to a magnificent erection as he felt his balls tighten up. He knew he was close... ...and when he opened his eyes, he was lying on his back. Someone had made a pillow from his clothes, and Margitte and Svenska were kissing each other. He wasn't giddy anymore; he felt rejuvenated, ecstatic. She knelt by his side and handed him a mug of water which he swallowed in three gulps. "Did I pass out?" "You came... it was a fountain. Literally. Young boys here on the islands can ejaculate for up to ten seconds. It's a constant stream of seminal fluid. You were cumming so much, you literally fell backward and passed out, still spraying... a pint, I think? We all had some – rich and salty, like mineral water and seaweed. Very nice." Utte kissed his chest and stroked his cock, which was again already erect. "Damn! How long was I unconscious?" he wondered aloud, though it was getting difficult to speak at all. "Not long. Five minutes?" By now, Svenska and Margitte had stopped kissing; the two girls crept closer on their hands and knees like a pair of hungry predators. "Our stallion is awake!" Margitte exclaimed loudly after crawling close enough to see Edward's huge cock. "Good, I need more cum! Edward, my once and future love, I need fucking and you should be my first inter-gender sex as a Totally Naked Girl." With no more preamble than that, naked Margitte kissed his cock and sucked him hard, then straddled Edward and thrust herself upon him. They fucked eagerly, her reveling in her new life, him enjoying his superhuman sexuality. Svenska lowered her bare pussy over his mouth and Edward lapped at her, loving the taste. Utte palmed Margitte's breasts and teased her nipples, spraying her milk all over the conjoined lovers. In moments he came again, and Margitte writhed and cried out with delight. Eventually she settled back and let Svenska lap her pussy clean, while Utte kissed milk into Edward's mouth. "Oohhhhhhh... Edward, you have found your true calling. You can fuck me anytime," Margitte said finally, running her fingers over her body. "Thank you! I'm wondering though – if you are Totally Naked Girls, am I a Totally Naked.... Boy?" "No such thing," Utte replied with a smile. "Orgone is only broadcast by girls. Dunno why. But you are a boy, and we’re keeping you naked because, to be honest...” While Utte hesitated, Svenska slapped Edward on the butt. “...you have nice ass,” she said coyly. “Even nicer cock.” The four naked immortals spent a little while splashing in the heated spring and making love again, until Edward finally stood up and surveyed his clothes. "So, what now? What happens to our old lives?" "Just stay here with us," Utte said, "It doesn't have to be a dramatic death scenario. I chose that because I was literally close to death anyway, but I'm sure the Valkyrian Travel Bureau already had your disappearance worked out before they sent you a magazine and made sure you could afford the vacation." Edward's eyes widened. "Wait, how did you know...?" Utte gave Edward a wink. "Svenska and I weren't on the beach by chance." "All day we watch and wait for long-lost sister and brother to come," Svenska added. "And all night we've done nothing but come," Margitte remarked with a grin. Shaking his head, Edward laughed without a care in the world as they packed up their gear and loaded the horses. Then he paused and looked at the three naked beauties. "Right," Edward declared as the immortals mounted up and road out of the hidden cave into the twilight. "Margitte, you and I have a house to sell and jobs to quit, and then... then I think I'm going to enjoy falling in love with you all over again." Back to Part 2 Back to The New Valkyria