D J Owen - [Erotic Greeks 08]

by Ouran

  His body arched as pain flared through it. He gasped as he felt his skin stretch on his chest and his nipples ached as they pushed against his shirt. Then he curled into a ball in agony as it felt like his crotch had split in two, the skin ripping asunder. All he could do was endure this agony and when, seconds later it was over he placed a hand between his trouser legs and was surprised that no blood touched his fingers. He felt strong and healthy, his thirst and hunger slaked and he looked at the goddess who know shone with a golden light. “You are now as my child. Go spend your life making her happy” and then bending down so that her nose was barely away from his she whispered “And may Zeus help you if you hurt her”.

  Five months being alone still hurt Hermia after her night with Ouran. In her darkest nights she believed he would never return, having had his encounter with the freak. However as the months ran on and supplies were delivered she began to hope, just a little, that maybe he spoke the truth and would come back to her. People still stayed away from the temple proper but tales had spread of the light that had come back to the temple and the curious sometimes came close to see the light shining from the opening. Not knowing what to do at these times Hermia stayed away and hid as she had for so long.

  One day she was in the main temple, busying herself with lighting the lamps that kept the dark shadow’s at bay when she heard noise outside. It was not time for her supplies to be delivered and so thinking it was just another set of the curious she fled into one of the antechambers and began to wait it out. Then she heard footsteps come into the sanctuary and a voice she had dreamed about called out “Hermia, where are you my love”. Before she knew what she was doing she ran from the chamber and into the arms of Ouran who stood there. As soon as he saw her a smile plastered itself against his face and he opened his arms to her.

  They stood there for a moment, clutched in embrace before she started to plaster his face with kisses. He returned these with equal intensity and it was a good few minutes before she managed to regain her composure enough to stop. “I missed you” Hermia said breathlessly. “Why did you have to be gone so long”. She hugged him hard to her “I don’t care if your alone. I don’t want you to ever go again”.

  “Do not worry my love” Ouran said as he near crushed the life out of him “I will never have to leave again and you will never have to be alone again. Tell me” he said with a mischievous glint in his eye “Is there a bath around here, I am dusty from the trip and would

  clean myself”. Nodding Hermia took hold of his hand and led him through to one of the chambers that held a huge basin in the floor. It was large enough for one to lay in if need be and he nodded. “Get undressed“ she said as she left “I will go and fetch water for you”.

  When she returned a minute alter carrying a large bucket of hot water Ouran was naked and had his back to her. He heard her come in and turned slowly and as he did Hermia saw that he was changed and gasped. “What happened” she stammered as he faced her newly made. “I wandered looking for a woman who could join us and make you happy but all I saw was your face on every woman I met. In desperation I went to your mother and she changed me. Now I am like you and you never need be alone again”. Hermia took it all in. His breasts had grown slightly becoming small fleshy mounds with big dark nipples in the middle. He was still muscular but now that definition was tempered by soft flesh. In between his thighs lay his cock, slumbering in its nest of brown wiry hair but below that was a new surprise, a cunt of slumbering pink.

  “I couldn’t find anyone worthy of you” he continued as she studied him “So I hope I am good enough for you now”. Hermia went to him then and embraced him, holding him close and feeling his heart beat through his chest. “You will always be good enough for me”. Ouran smiled, “That’s good because I’ve been saving something for you. I haven’t had sex since I saw you last”. With that he grabbed her face and brought it to his lips, his tongue already snaking out and pushing itself into her mouth insistently.

  Eagerly they kissed, their mouths clashing in a fit of saliva. Pushing Ouran away Hermia pulled her robe over her head and they embraced once more, their naked bodies pressing against each other with some urgency, their cocks pushing and fighting for dominance against each other. They broke and Hermia took Ouran by the hand, leading him out of the baths and into another room that held a sleeping pallet. Pushing him down on top of it she lay on top of him and ran her tongue over his nipples and causing him to shudder with enjoyment. “I will teach you just how good this can be” she purred to him as her mouth moved lower and lower over his body.

  Her tongue swirled over his still flat muscled stomach and into his dark nest of hair. Her arms stretched up and her fingernails raked gently over his body as she took his hard cock into her wet and willing mouth. Taking him deep into the back of her throat she licked and worked at his member causing him to pant before letting it go and reaching lower with her tongue. Ouran felt the cold of the air on his freshly saliva slicked cock and then the heat of her breath on his new cunt before a bolt of pleasure hit him as she licked and worked at that new sensitive area.

  Taking his cock in hand she started to masturbate him whilst licking his new clit. Ouran took a gasp of breath as the pleasure hit him but he wanted more. Pulling her head up he kissed her and looking in her eyes he said, “I want you as well” before turning her around. Her hard cock hit him on the cheek, the heat of it nearly scalding him and he eagerly too it into his mouth before using his fingers on her. Not willing to leave anything back he pushed his fingers into her cunt and asshole making her gasp. Unwilling to be left out she copied him and they worked together, cocks sliding in and out of their mouths as their fingers explored and teased their various orifices.

  Once again Hermia left his cock and started to tongue the virgin cunt in front of her and Ouran copied her, eager to learn how to pleasure his new lover. They continued that way

  with one or the other of them swapping when they got to close to explosion. However they could not keep it off forever and soon Hermia was bucking her hips, trying to push her cock deeper into Ouran’s mouth. He groaned around her cock as she took him into her throat not allowing him to move but instead almost desperately trying to make him explode. Their fingers moved faster and faster as they frantically moved in and out of holes that had become slick with cunt juice and sweat and then Ouran felt like he was dying.

  His whole body vibrated as if every cell were exploding as his cock filled Hermias mouth with his cream and his cunt felt for the first time an orgasm from deep within him. His muscles clenched against her fingers as she still tried to push them further into him. His mouth opened with a silent scream of pleasure and Hermias member popped out, vibrating against his cheek as she to let go with a flood of cream and groans.

  They lay on top of each other, their sweat and exertion mingling. Finally she turned round and nuzzled against him. “You taste nice” she said as he laid there, his heart beating a tattoo against his chest. She ran her hand up his chest and cupped his new small breast in one hand squeezing it gently. He felt the pressure of her hand and it was pleasurable for some reason he couldn’t explain. Seeing his expression she bent over and took one of his nipples into her mouth, nuzzling it with her teeth before sucking it into her mouth and letting it pop out. Ouran felt a ring of fire than ice around his nipple and wanted more.

  Grabbing her head he pulled her harder onto his small breast forcing the nipple into her mouth. She responded willingly and he felt her sucking at him before pinching his nipple between teeth. The air hissed out of his mouth as sensation overtook him. He felt a nudge at his leg and looking down saw that Hermia was hard once more. He laughed “I’m going to be sore at this rate” before eagerly pulling her between his legs. “Show me” he said as he spread his legs wide, his cunt still wet from their exertions. Hermia took her cock in hand and rubbed its head up and down his cleft which made him shudder. Without realising he started to move his hips wanting her inside him. Hermia oblig
ed and sliding her cock once more over his cleft she pushed it down a little further and then forward, impaling him on her cock and imprisoning her in a hot wet fleshy embrace.

  “Tell me you want me” she said as her hips started to move in a tight circle, pushing her cock in and out of him and against the sides of him “Tell me you will never leave me”. “I’ll only leave you if you ever stop doing that” he gasped and reached up to pull her down into his embrace. “My body is yours” he whispered into her ear as he fucked him “whenever you want it, however you want it. Every orifice and every pleasure you want. All you have to do is ask”. “As is mine” she replied before mashing her lips to his and pushing herself deep into him. His cock, trapped between their writhing bodies hardened and Hermia propped herself up so that she could see it as she fucked him. It bobbed along with her thrusts.

  She pulled out of him and Ouran groaned at the loss. Getting up she lay on the floor, her hard cock in the air slick with his juices and gestured at her member. He rolled off the pallet and mounted her, his thighs astride hers before reaching back and guiding her into him again. In this position her felt her more as his weight forced him down on her and as he pushed and moved in time with her hips he let his fingertips stroke her full breasts. She reached up and pulled him down taking his mouth with her own, his hand still on her breasts. Her breath

  started to come in gasps and he started to move his hips more urgently, eager to feel her come inside him and to know what that felt like.

  She pushed him up and arched her back. Ouran felt her cock flex wildly and then spurt after spurt hit inside him filling him up and still he moved. She gasped as he slowly milked her with his hips enjoying the glassy overwhelmed stare on her face as she came. Falling forward she softened and fell out of him followed by a dribble of thin cream that slickened his thigh. Kissing her gently he whispered “Now it’s my turn”.

  She gasped as he took her by the hips and turned her over. Pulling her up so her ass was high in the air he entered her urgently. Hermia let out a long wail of pure pleasure as the remnants of her orgasm started to throb in time with his cock lancing in and out of her. He got to his feet, crouching over her raised cunt and pushed himself mercilessly into her, frantic to give her as much enjoyment as possible. Hermia pushed her face into the floor and gasped with each thrust as her insides melted into pleasurable spasms.

  Ouran took her roughly like this enjoying the sight of her quaking shoulders. Then getting back to his knees he grabbed her shoulders and rearing he pulled her erect. Now he was kneeling upright with her nestled against his crotch as his cock moved slowly in and out of her wet cunt. His hands came round her body feeling her warm flesh under his fingers. One hand he used to cup her breasts and to play with them, pulling and manipulating her nipples in time with his thrusts. His other reached lower, fingers entangling in her fine downy hair and then sliding through her wet cunt as she opened her knees just enough to allow him access.

  They moved like this, Hermia a creature of pure pleasure as each thrust of his cock, each tweak of her nipple, each slick finger run over her clit produced wave after wave of delight. Her hands came up and entwined in his hair as her hips moved in time with his own to maximise his own pleasure. His breath gasped in her ear and then he shuddered as he exploded pouring jet after jet of sticky come into her.

  Panting they fell apart with disappointment but they both knew they could come together again at any time. the reunion and their exertions had exhausted them and they just managed to make it to the pallet before falling asleep, Ourans arms around Hermia as he spooned her as if they were trying to come together even in sleep. They slept well and deep, neither of them knowing of the figure that appeared as they slept.

  The figure bent over them and smiled her face a vision of beauty and naked lust. Now her child would be happy and this temple would once again throng with visitors and sacrifices. Her only thought as she started to fade from view was what the grandchildren would be like.

  Calli and Circe The Erotic Greeks Book 6

  Circe was Calli thought, in a word bewitching. She had hair as black as any ravens wing, long and luxurious hanging down so far it often swept the floor unless she had it up in a braid over her shoulders. Her eyes were penetrating and seemed to delve into your very soul like it was a clear sea which was the colour of her eyes, a deep sea blue. Usually she wore a gaily coloured dress of autumnal red and orange which accented her figure but no matter what she wore Calli memorised her bodies shape, the curve of her hip, the fullness of her breasts, the outline of her legs and the plumpness of her lips. As far as she knew Circe never had any children but she still had that pleasing fullness to her that suggested she had lived and knew tricks that could make any man or woman for that matter scream.

  She had once told them that gods could alter their appearance and more than once they had all seen Circe change into a bird to go flying on a sunny day or a wolf to roam the woods that covered the island. However in human form she always wore the shape she had now, claiming that it was the form a man had broken her heart in and it was the form she was going to stay in to remind her not to get attached to another man. Calli thought she may not so secretly be in love with her. She was also sure so were many of the other girls and woman who stayed on the island.

  “You’re drooling” she heard in her ear and looking round Elektra was frowning. “Come on let’s get cleaned up before everyone else notices”. Red faced Calli stormed off to with a still frowning Elektra following her. They got to the room they shared and Calli pulled off her robe without thinking, throwing it into the corner in a fit of anger. “Hey, I’m sorry” she heard from behind her and she turned round, her cheeks still red with embarrassment. “Honestly. I know you like her but Calli, She’s a goddess. You know there’s no future there”. Calli puffed out her cheeks and then let all her emotion out in cleaning deep breaths the way they had been taught to still their minds. “I know, I know. I would give anything for one taste of those plump breasts or to be able to delve between her thighs though”.

  Her friend came up to her and embraced her. “You have me, whenever and however you want. Here let me wash you down, my way of saying sorry for teasing. Please? I can’t stand you being angry with me”. Elektra pulled her towards the washbasin in the corner of their room and Calli smiled. “Ok” she said in a sudden fit of giggles. Grabbing Elektra’s head she pulled it forward and delivered a quick kiss, “Just no teasing about her ok?”

  Naked, she stood before the washbasin as Elektra wet the rough washing cloth. Gently Elektra pulled it out and placed it on Calli’s back, letting the water run down her smooth skin and between her buttocks before pooling on the floor. The water was cold and it raised goose bumps on her flesh where it touched. Before the washcloth dried in the air Elektra used it to wash the dust of the day, and various grass stains, from her back. Delving into the washbasin she wet the cloth again and repeated the procedure on her legs.

  Calli felt hands on her shoulders turning her and she faced her partner as she dipped into the bowl of water. This time the cloth came out and dripped water all over her breasts, the rivulets of water tracing the curves and running over the surface before dripping onto the floor. Several drops gathered on her nipples as they stood hard to the world. Calli closed her

  eyes at the sensation of water on her breasts and felt the rough cloth running over them. She felt damp between her legs and the image of her goddess sprang into her mind which made it worse. Breath on her ear as Elektra moved forward and gently began to nibble on her ear lobe and before she could help it a sigh escaped her lips.

  She kept her eyes closed as the roughness of the cloth disappeared, only to reappear lower as it ran over her stomach, cold water running between her legs and producing a shocking sensation as it dribbled through the nest of hair covering her now wet mound. Warm breath blew in her ear “I love how hard your nipples get when you are turned on. I love you. If you need Circe then let it be in dreams”. Taking a
deep breath Elektra continued, “I bet Circe would love to take them into her mouth, feel them hard against her tongue”. The mention of her long held lust filled her mind with images of Circe, of her bending down and cupping Calli’s breasts in her hands, tasting them with her tongue and finally taking them in to her mouth. Her hand started to move towards her cunt and was stopped by a hand on her wrist. “Not yet” Elektra whispered.

  “Can you feel her tongue on you?” Calli heard “sucking on your hard nubs” she felt a hand on her back “her hand on your back, desperate to go lower, to seek out your secret places?” In her fantasy Calli felt the woman she idolised in front of her, her lips on her breasts, her hands on her body. One on her back and one on her stomach, both slowly sliding downwards promising to seek out her every hidden crevasse she had. Distantly she heard Elektra’s voice in her ear “she wants you Calli. She wants every part of you. She wants to slicken her fingers with you, to invade every part of you. Do you want her to?”

  “Yes” Calli whispered and she let herself go fully into the fantasy Elektra was weaving for her she felt lips on her mouth and eagerly accepted the kiss, grabbing the head and pulling it desperately towards her mouth. Fingers delved and found her opening, pushed and then were in, sliding in and out in a lewd twisting fashion that sent her mad with desire.

  In all the sensations she had forgotten the hand on her back and now with one hand busy it too delved downwards, grabbing first one buttock and then the other before slipping between them. Calli felt a moment of nervousness as fingers played around her puckered hole before the sensations wracking her body took over. Moaning she pushed back eager for her goddesses fingers to explore her and there was a moment of resistance before her asshole found itself plundered. Fingers moved in time to some erotic ballad that she couldn’t hear as both holes were teased and explored, filled and pleasured.