D J Owen - [Erotic Greeks 06]

by Calli

  Gasps escaped Elektra’s mouth and Calli took this as a good sign. Using her spare hand she pushed her fingers into the wet orifice that had been neglected and her tongue continued its work, twisting and curling to produce the most rapidly loudening sighs of pleasure from the woman she was pleasuring. Elektra’s gasps of pleasure came quicker and quicker and Calli sped up her ministrations in response. Her fingers moved in and out of her love furiously, whilst she devoured her asshole. Stomach muscles rippled and then Elektra was screaming into her bed, face pressed down into a pillow to limit the sound.

  Calli moved, pulling her face and hands away from her roommate. Leaning back she watched as her lover’s cunt dripped onto the bed whilst her asshole winked at her crazily. Collapsing to the side the pair fell into each other’s arms in a fit of exhaustion. “Good?” asked Calli. “Very good” came the reply with a quick kiss and then a deep contented groan.

  They stayed that way for a while, as their bodies cooled. “Come on. We have dinner to go to” Calli said eventually. All the sorceresses in training were expected to eat together at set times. Washing and throwing on a new robe they raced to the large hall that served as a dining area for them all. No one knew how or even who built it, but it was a long wooden structure that seated more than were on the island. The majority of sorceresses were already there, but they managed to get to a seat before everyone sat down.

  Circe was there, sat at another table away from the main gaggle of people. Only her and her attendants were allowed near the table during meal times. It was a rule that everyone followed after tales of the last woman who disobeyed were circulated. It was rumoured she was turned into a sow. At certain times of night, when it was especially dark or you were especially new it was even rumoured she was served as a meal.

  Still Calli was in good spirits and as they fed they chatted with the other sorceresses around the table they were sat at. Some good natured barbs were thrown their way for being nearly late along with some raised eyebrows. Chatter was encouraged by the goddess but so surprising was it when she stood that all talk stopped. Thirty pairs of eyes watched her as she moved through the hall all thought of talking gone. Slowly Circe moved, her eyes never wavering she walked with a certainty that most never feel until finally she came to stand behind Calli.

  Placing her hands on the shoulders of Calli, Circe started to talk. “I have judged her ready.

  Tomorrow my trainee’s this young sorceress will undergo the trial to promote her to full sorceress.” Bending down she placed a kiss on the top of Calli’s head and then simply vanished into thin air. Immediately noise greeted a stunned Calli as the other sorceresses crowded around her. Questions were thrown at her alternating between congratulations and some jealous as she sat there stunned.

  Later that night she lay on her bed, staring into the darkness her mind was awhirl. Was she ready for the trial? What did it mean to fail? Certainly no one ever spoke of those who failed so did that mean no one failed or that those who did were never seen again? Crying broke her thoughts and she realised that Elektra was weeping. Getting quietly out of bed she moved stealthily to her bedside and got in beside her. Wrapping her arms around the weeping girl she held her until she quietened.

  “After tomorrow I won’t see you again will I?” asked Elektra in a whisper. “I don’t know. I may not even pass” Calli whispered back. Turning in her arms Elektra kissed her

  “You will pass. You’re the best of us. So when you do pass remember me. Please”. They stay in each other’s arms for the rest of the night, finally falling asleep from exhaustion and worry.

  That morning Calli washed thoroughly and put on her best robe. Brushing her unruly hair until is shone she was determined to at least look like a sorceress when she went before Circe. She forwent breakfast instead preferring to stay hungry. If she was hungry she would be sharp, and sharp meant a better chance of beating this trial. No one knew exactly what the trial would be or even what she was supposed to do, so when everyone went off to their duties for the day she was left with no one and nothing to do. Instead she sat and waited, patiently in the hall they used for eating. The smell of food made her mouth water but she was determined not to eat anything until she had beaten the trial put before her.

  Hour’s passed and she began to wonder what was going on. With everyone away the hall was quiet, quieter certainly than she had ever heard before. The only sounds she could hear where coming from her stomach and finally, her patience eroded and anger growing, she decided to find out what was going on. Striding from the food hall she paced her way to the goddesses own quarters in a stride that would have given anyone watching her pause for thought.

  Getting to the goddesses quarters she knocked on the door. When no reply was forthcoming she stood there chewing her lip in indecision. Taking a deep breath she placed a hand on the door and before she could change her mind she pushed it open and went in.

  The sight that greeted her seemed to come straight from her fevered fantasies. The goddess lay reclining on a bed made from cushions of silk, candlelight piercing the gloom of the room creating a mixture of light and shadow that seemed to show glimpses of Circe’s raven dark hair between her thighs and then to blanket them with gloom again. Circe was naked, her long hair twisted into one long tight braid and coiled around her like a snake. Circe spoke and her voice seemed to drip with promises, “Good. A sorceress should have the confidence to take what she wants, not wait for permission”.

  Calli found that she was staring at the naked goddess and had to swallow hard twice before she found she could speak. “Yes goddess” she whispered “but what if what I want cannot happen?” Circe smiled a wicked smile with plump lips that were covered with some sort of deep red colouring that reminded Calli of blood. “There is nothing that cannot happen for a sorceress. So the question is, are you willing to take what you want?” Circe gestured towards the door and it slammed shut which made the young sorceress in training jump, and then lay there waiting for Calli’s response.

  One foot moved, just slightly, towards the goddess as if by itself and then all her barriers fell and she moved slowly, mechanically, to the bed. As she walked their eyes met and the goddess licked her lips in anticipation. Getting closer to the bed she drank in the sight of the naked goddess laying there. Her breasts were full and heavy with dark circles that promised much. Her stomach was curvy and smooth and led down to a thick tangle of black hair that covered deep red flesh that was already showing signs of dampness. Pulling her robe up and over her head she threw it onto the floor and went to meet the goddess as naked as she was.

  She fell into Circe’s arms and for a moment there was hesitation as nerves got the better of her, then the goddess leant forward, her arms coming up and pulling her close and their lips tasted each other. Calli couldn’t believe she was kissing the goddess she had idolised for

  so long, lusted after in her dreams, and she nearly ran then. The sensation of the goddesses lips on hers, the feeling of heat from the hands and arms cradling her closer, the feel of breast on breast were nearly too much for her. Then the goddess broke away and looked at her challengingly daring her to run and her resolve and her lust flared to new heights.

  Pressing close once again Calli kissed the divine woman underneath her. She let one hand lazily play up the side of Circe and felt that smooth soft skin underneath her fingertips. Brushing the breast of the goddess with her thumb as she went higher she slipped her hand behind the goddesses head and pulled her closer still. Eager to explore the pleasures offered to her she pulled slightly away and licked at the lips of the goddess, tasting their plumpness with her tongue before the goddess pulled her close once again, her own hand gripping Calli’s head, and pushed her own tongue into the mouth above hers.

  They exchanged kisses. Neither seemed willing to break first and neither seemed inclined to do so. The lack of air was making Calli feel light headed but she was determined to give as well as she got. Finally the goddess broke the kiss. Removing h
er mouth from her apprentice’s she applied it instead to her neck, tracing the line of muscle with her tongue. In response Calli reared up slightly and used her hand to caress the goddess’s breast feeling its weight and enjoying the feel of flesh on her palm. Her thumb flicked out and rubbed around the rapidly hardening nipple.

  A heady musk filled the air and Calli breathed it in enjoying the scent and the idea she had caused it. Pulling away from the goddess she began to work her way down her body, placing little kisses, desperate to taste what the scent had promised but Circe had other ideas and pulled her up by the arms, back up so she was face to face with her. “Not yet my little sorceress” she whispered and twisted pushing the girl down onto the cushions. The sorceresses braided hair flowed up like a river of darkness and twisted around Calli’s hands and then around a nearby post pinning the girl to the bed and making sure she couldn’t move.

  Calli gasped as her hands were stretched above her and kept there by the goddess’s hair. Circe knelt between her legs and looked up at the pinned girl. “Don’t worry so. You will not find this too taxing” and with that she leant forward and licked the vulnerable flesh around her breasts. Her tongue flowed like water around her hardened nipples and she gasped as the goddess ducked her head and took one into her mouth sucking at greedily. Moving from one to another the goddess hungrily sucked at the breasts filling her mouth treating the flesh like it was plump fruit.

  Calli felt little stabs of pleasure and the sight of her breasts being pleasured by the lips and tongue of the goddess was intoxicating. She saw those plump red lips she had fantasized about for so long cover her nipple and she sighed deeply. Circe took that as a sign to move lower tasting the flesh of the trainee sorceress as she did. The legs underneath her opened and Circe took the invitation letting her tongue go from soft wriggling flesh to tangled wiry hair and then into wetness. Calli cried out when the goddess played her tongue up and down her wet cunt which only seemed to drive the goddess into bolder explorations. Fingers entered her as Circe flicked her tongue up and down sending shivers down Calli’s spine. Looking down she saw the goddess watching her, judging perhaps, but it was too late for Calli as she watched the object of her lust tonguing her she felt her muscles clench and go into spasm as she felt her orgasm rip through her.

  Her legs clenched together around Circe’s head and everything seemed to stand perfectly still, just for a moment before crashing back down. Her legs were slowly pushed open and Circe stared at her, “Hmm you taste nice and you were so close. I think I am going to have to be a little creative now”. Calli looked puzzled and then shocked as the goddess lowered her head again and began planting kisses on her overly sensitive wet flesh.

  “Please” she begged as she was toyed with a second time. “It’s too much”. Her only answer was to feel the goddess’s tongue slip and slide its way down to her moist entrance and play there twisting and turning before slowly entering her. Calli heaved against the hair keeping her prisoner but it was no good she couldn’t get away. She was totally at the mercy of the goddess and they both knew it.

  Slowly she calmed herself, as much as she could with an increasingly bold tongue lapping at her wet entrance. Calmed slightly Calli began to feel better. In fact the tongue was beginning to feel really good and she used her hips to push down slightly to try and get it deeper. A wicked chuckle from between her legs was her answer and then that tongue inside of her, which touched the entrance and maybe only just inside her seemed to grow, to get impossible big as it filled her entirely.

  The feeling of that happening was beyond anything she had felt before. Her head was thrown back as she panted at the intrusion and at each thrust of the wet probing tongue. She started to moan when she felt a second tongue probe between her buttocks equally bold and desperate to taste her. She felt full, fuller than she had ever felt before as that second tongue played around her puckered hole and then slowly edged itself into her. It all fell away when she felt a third wet probing presence work its way up her soaking cleft and play with her hard nub. She looked down and only saw the goddess’s mouth covering her sex, her jaw working as those tongues worked at her. Dark eyes met hers and she felt more than heard the goddess purr.

  Calli threw her head back and screamed as another orgasm ripped through her suddenly and powerfully. Her head seemed to catch on fire as pleasure such as she had never known assaulted her body in wave after wave. This time the goddess between her thighs did not stop pushing her limits with each stroke and each thrust of her many tongues. As the waves of pleasure continued she lost focus on everything. Her sight dimmed and then suddenly everything was still.

  She looked down and the goddess was standing between her legs. “There is power in sex, and you just accessed yours. You needed me to stop and willed it with everything you have. Now look, the room has stopped and we are outside of time. You really need to work on your control”. Calli looked around in amazement as the candle flame, frozen in time, looked eerily like a painting. “Whenever you need your powers, just think back to this point” the goddess continued. “This is the test you have to take, whether you can call on your power when you need to. This test is just more pleasurable than most”.

  Calli stood, the hair keeping her static no longer there. The goddess’s saliva and her own excretions started slowly dripping down her legs. Her legs were wobbly but after everything she had been through she wouldn’t bend. She went to the goddess then and placed her palm against her chest. “I thank you goddess for what have taught me”. Then she pushed and the goddess went backwards towards the wall, Calli following eagerly. “However there is something more I want goddess”.

  As soon as the goddess hit the wall Calli was on her, pushing her mouth towards hers, tongues entwining. Tearing herself away she pushed Circe’s head to one side and leant in savouring the smell of musk that wafted between their bodies before licking and nibbling her neck and shoulders. Placing her hands on Circe’s to keep her still she knelt slowly, her mouth taking as much flesh as she could into it and savouring each taste as if it was fine wine. Every fantasy she had ever had about Circe played in her head as her tongue played with the goddesses breasts.

  However much pleasure she was taking in this act it was not what Calli wanted. Dragging her head downwards she traced the flesh in front of her and it did not take long before she was at the junction between Circe’s legs. Balancing on her haunches she gripped the goddess’s buttocks with her hands and pulled her forward towards her eager mouth.

  There was no nibbling, no taking it slow. Calli wanted her now, her taste, her smell and she took it as the goddess placed her hands on the young sorceresses head to steady herself Calli simply devoured the goddess’s sex. Using her tongue and lips, occasionally licking, occasionally sucking like Circe was a drink from spring she used everything she had to tell the goddess that she wanted her. Leaving her buttocks she gripped the goddess’s breasts, their heavy fullness sending her into more wildness with her tongue. Saliva mixed with thick wetness and Calli drank it down willingly.

  Soon Circe’s hips were moving, gyrating against the girl’s mouth eagerly, almost savagely as she accepted her trainee’s administrations. She gripped Calli’s hands with her own, pushing them tighter over her own breasts, small gasps escaping her mouth. Those gasps came quicker and quicker and when she felt a hand slip from her breast she used her own to grip it firmly, pulling on the nipple fiercely to extend her own pleasure. She felt fingers enter her, first one and then when that wasn’t enough two, moving in time with the maddening tongue. Then she cried out fiercely as her own pleasure overtook her.

  “You know you cannot stay on the island now that you have accessed your power don’t you?” Circe asked once they had got their breath back. Calli nodded but felt no sorrow at that fact. “You said we should have the confidence to take what we want did you not?” Calli asked and the goddess nodded. “In that case I will need attendants. I shall take Elektra with me when I leave. I will show her what you have sh
own me and we will learn together”. The goddess nodded “A good choice. I am sure you will find each other very stimulating. Now go” Calli bowed and pulling the robe over her head she left the sleeping quarters of the goddess with no fear, just anticipation of many new interesting nights.

  Kalus and Apollo The erotic Greeks book 4

  Kalus breath exploded from him in a long moan as he felt his cock being swallowed slowly and his legs began to tremble yet he couldn’t take his eyes of the sight before him. Equally as slowly the priest’s head moved back and his shaft once again appeared, wet and glistening until it got to the end and Kalus hard cock head popped out of the mouth with an audible sound. He watched as the priest placed on hand on his cock and started massaging it, all the time slowly, the wetness of saliva making it that much more pleasurable. Then Algeus ducked his head and started teasing Kalus balls with his tongue, running it around the soft globes. Kalus felt his hands clench at his sides and he wished he could run them over the priest’s naked body whilst the priest used his devilish mouth to good effect.

  Another small moan escaped Kalus lips before he could stifle it and hearing it that engulfing mouth returned to his hard cock. Removing his hand Algeus took the head into his mouth once again. Once again he swallowed that shaft until his nose hit the thick forest of hair around it and then returned leaving a glistening rod of flesh. Again and again he did this and Kalus felt his legs weaken as feelings unfamiliar to him hit. If this is what it felt like he could understand why Balicus was so stiff in his mouth earlier. Kalus felt euphoric and so was more than a little disappointed when Algeus stopped and pushed him away. He looked down confused, “did I do anything wrong” he asked in a strangled voice.