D J Owen - [Erotic Greeks 04]

by Kalus

  He pulled himself out of her mouth entirely and rubbed it back over her breasts, wetting them with her saliva. Then he followed that with his mouth, taking one then the other nipple into his mouth. As he worked he directed his cock downwards, one hand on his base the other holding himself up. He reached her wet centre and rubbed it up and down, producing small urgent moans from her and feeling her raise her hips slightly he found her orifice and pushed sliding in easier than he expected.

  He felt a hand on his head and felt himself being pulled up to kiss her mouth whilst her legs came up and wrapped themselves around him, strong thighs making sure he couldn’t escape that hot silken prison. He began to move, pulling out slightly and then pushing in, moving slightly from side to side so the entirety of her orifice was stimulated. She pulled away from his kiss and pushing his head down to her breasts, she began to meet his thrusts raising her hips each time he pushed downwards. He grunted with each thrust, each becoming a little more forceful, slapping into her and pounding her flesh as if he wanted to drive himself through her and she met each forceful thrust with a groan.

  “Deeper, harder, more” she grunted and he obliged. Lifting her legs he pushed them up and rested them on his broad shoulders then he began to thrust again, harder and deeper than he did before. Alexa moved beneath him, wrapping one hand around his neck and the other she braced against the ground she pushed back as hard as he pushed into her.

  Grunting, he pummelled himself into her, thrusting fast and hard. His cock slid into her easily and he concentrated on her face, desperate to get her to explode with pleasure again.

  He saw that she had her eyes closed but her hands were grasping his arms. He felt the familiar urge begin to build and he gritted his teeth. “It’s ok” he watched her say “I want to feel your seed in me. Let it come”. He grabbed her hips and ground himself into her just as he came, groaning in pleasure. He groaned again when he felt her squeezing him inside, refusing to let him go as he pumped his seed into her. With a final groan he rolled off her onto his back, his eyes closed as he got his breath back, his prick softening but still glistening with a mixture of his and her juices as is lay against his thigh. He felt a bolt of pleasure almost too much to bear shoot through him and he opened his eyes and looked down to see Alexa taking him into her mouth again. She winked at him as she swallowed the last of seed then licked him clean.

  Andrea and Morpheus The Erotic Greeks Volume 3

  She moved her legs as wide as possible whilst still being able to stand and felt the cloth again delve and rub over her mound. Then Tiphe was on her knees in front of her and she felt warm breath on her plump lips as the cloth moved up and down her inner thighs and legs. Andrea wondered if she dare move slightly, to push herself closer to that warm breath but before she could the wise woman stood up. “All done. Now we just have to oil you. Come I will show you where you can lay down while we do this” The wise woman grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the back of the hut. There lay a large sleeping mat covered with a fur blanket. “Lay down there on your front, arms by your side” Andrea was told and she quickly moved to do as she was asked.

  She heard the woman move away and then come back again. Then a slight thud, as something was placed down next to her and then she felt warmth covering the small of her back. Something brushed against her fingertips and she realised with a start that it was Tiphe’s knees. The warmth on her back was Tiphe’s crotch pressing down on her as she straddled Andrea. She kept very still and felt droplets of liquid fall onto her back. Hot small hands followed as Tiphe manipulated the oil into her flesh. As the wise woman moved down her back she shuffled backwards and Andrea felt hair on her backside. Unconsciously she moved slightly and felt the wise woman push down to keep her still. “Stop moving or I’ll tan your behind like you were a young girl” she heard.

  Andrea kept still, her heart beating fast as those hands moved slowly lower and lower, rubbing oil into her back using stiff finger tips. She felt more droplets of liquid fall onto her buttocks and Tiphe began to massage the oil into them, no longer using just her fingers but her whole hand. Her palms cupped Andrea’s plump buttocks as her thumbs rubbed oil into them in slow lazy circular motions.

  Then her buttocks were being pushed apart and Tiphe was sliding her fingers up and down the crease between them. Andrea shivered at the sensations and could feel herself getting wetter as she realised that whatever Tiphe wanted to do, she couldn’t stop her.

  More oil droplets fell between her buttocks and a finger played around her tight asshole, then without warning slipped inside. Andrea felt it push in and out and without thinking she moved away from the alien sensation. Instantly she heard that stern voice “I told you not to move” and then a stinging slap across her left buttock and then one across her right.

  Andrea whimpered “I’m sorry” and waited for the next slap. “Say it again” she heard and then a lighter slap across the rump, enough to surprise and cause a little pain. “I nearly fell off you. Say you’re sorry again” and then another light slap. Andrea bit her lip and then said out loud “I’m sorry I moved, please continue Tiphe, please”. Her buttocks were hot when she felt one last slap and then they were parted again and that finger was again inserted into her asshole. She felt one of Tiphe’s hands leave her ass and then felt her shuffle slightly to one side. Then a small whimper as the intimate oiling continued.

  Andrea kept very still breathing hard as it moved slowly in and out, occasionally twisting around. She had never been touched in such an intimate manner by someone else and felt shame that she was allowing it, and yet at the same time that shame excited her. She felt Tiphe shudder slightly and something warm and sticky press on down on her legs and a pungent aroma filled the air. Finally the finger was pulled out and Tiphe’s hands started to move down her legs. Finally they were done and she heard “turn over” and did what she was asked, her ass feeling slightly sore on the animal skin blanket.

  This time she saw the wise woman straddle her, warm thighs on either side of her hips and saw through a gap where her skirt had ridden up, her mound pressing against the top of

  her waist, droplets of moisture shined on her pubis. Tiphe poured oil on her hands and let a little dribble over Andrea’s stomach where it ran down her sides. Then she leant forward and started massaging that oil into her neck and above her breasts. Slowly those hands moved down and Andrea kept rock still as they reached her breasts. The wise woman massaged each one separately, using both hands to lift them, to explore them, to conquer them and make sure they were oiled completely. Andrea closed her eyes but felt her whole body blush as she felt her nipples harden. She heard a small laugh from the wise woman Tiphe as she oiled those hard nubs and Andrea again felt ashamed of herself and at her body’s reaction to being touched in this manner.

  Then those questing, oiling hands were moving over her stomach and she felt the wise woman move down her body slightly and for a moment their hair meshed and mounds touched. Andrea felt a jolt of electricity go through her before the wise woman moved down again slowly dragging her oily hands further down until they rested just above her pubic bone. Slowly the wise woman wiggled off Andrea and kneeled in between her legs. Placing a hand on each thigh she slowly pushed them apart. Andrea opened her eyes and watched as Tiphe pushed her legs apart, her eyes never leaving Andrea’s cunt.

  Oiled hands ran up and down Andrea’s thighs and she felt herself get damp and realised that in seconds the wise woman would find this out. She felt ashamed again but this did nothing to shorten her excitement, if anything it increased it. The hands moved downwards, oiling her legs and she felt torn. Part of her was glad but a deeper part, the part that wanted to be wanted, explored, used by another human being was disappointed. Andrea barely felt her feet begin oiled she was so caught up in her own mind so she was totally unprepared for the feeling of fingers playing over her plump lips, pulling them apart, fingers running up and down each side and then a finger sliding inside her whilst another run itself
over her wet nub.

  Andrea’s eyes flew open and she gave a small moan before she remembered where she was. The wise woman paid her no heed instead staring at Andrea’s soaking wet mound. Andrea could feel little droplets of moisture on her wiry blond hair and felt that peculiar mixture of shame and excitement again. After what seemed to short a time the wise woman was finished and withdrew her fingers. “It seems you didn’t mind that as much as you made out” Tiphe said looking at Andrea. “Never mind we can talk about that when you come back. For now stay there whilst I go and get you something to drink that will send you to sleep and to those realms you want to enter”.

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