Aphrodite could feel the tension in his body, the hot pulse in his penis grew rapidly faster and she wanked some more.
Suddenly his whole body went rigid. His hips involuntarily started thrusting.
Milky white sperm erupted. It arched over her belly, splashing onto first one tit, then as she redirected him, onto the other with a final burst landing near her throat.
“My stallion,” she murmured.
All he did was sigh, enormously, as passion washed over his body.
He collapsed onto his back, spent. Aphrodite rolled over, on to him, straddling his hips. She could feel his depleted penis next to her pussy lips.
Cum started to drip down her body, past her navel, into her neatly shaved bush.
Aphrodite took one of his hands and placed a fingertip on her breast. Cum was dripping from her erect nipple. He gently drew circles around her areola. Her skin glistened. Both of his hands now roamed freely over her firm chest. Leaning forward, Aphrodite let one nipple slip into his mouth. His tongue was eager. Gentle nibbling from his teeth set her mind on fire.
Finally, as Aphrodite wiggled her arse on his groin, she felt movement and growth.
“Mmm my stallion ” she murmured again.
“Fuck me! Now!”
Aphrodite positioned herself on all fours. Her perky arse pointed to the sky as her legs straightened out. He stood behind her, holding, steadying her hips with both hands. Aphrodite loved the downward dog pose.
His cock had quickly grown. Slowly he entered her. Aphrodite was so wet. His penis was thick, but Aphrodite was ready. He gently pushed into her cunt, sliding easily, deep into her body. Aphrodite had never had a cock this big before. It was her time to moan.
He gripped her hips and carefully rocked her body back and forth. Each thrust push him further into her pussy until her lips slammed into the base of his shaft. With each thrust, his balls bounced into her clit, driving Aphrodite wild.
Finally Aphrodite couldn’t hold back the flood anymore. She climaxed in a rush at the same moment that he came for the second time. Aphrodite’s juices mingled with his sperm as he gently extracted his penis. They both lay exhausted on the grass, gazing up at the stars. Their bodies wet. Aphrodite felt his sperm dribble slowly out her pussy lips, and onto the grass.
They both lay exhausted on the grass, gazing up at the stars. Apollo’s hand reached out to hers. Holding hands they rested. Their hot naked bodies fully exposed to the dark embrace of the night. Finally he moved.
Rolling to his side, his eyes exploring the exquisite form next to him. Pale blue eyes caught his. He smiled.
Aphrodite made no effort to conceal her nakedness. She turned to him. They kissed softly. Apollo kissed her mouth, her nose and her chin. Aphrodite softly sighed. She turned her head as his lips kissed her neck. His hot breath on her ear.
He was on top of her now. He kissed her neck and throat before making his gentle way to her breasts. Aphrodite’s nipple anticipated him and reacted accordingly. It stood proud as his tongue circled the dark flesh of the areola.
Inevitably Apollo journeyed down Aphrodite’s body, pausing at her delicate navel before kissing her hips and inner thighs. Aphrodite ran her fingers through his dark hair while his nose was buried in her dark hair. She sighed as his hot breath inflamed her.
Aphrodite made him move. She wanted to gaze at his erect penis, the source of so much pleasure. It was long and hard and seemed to be growing before her eyes.
Her hand caressed his wrinkled balls. Delicately she fondled them as she bent her head so her nose touched the dark red tip. Apollo’s tongue was sending waves of enjoyment washing over her body. Aphrodite lightly kissed his penis, pre cum on her lips.
Aphrodite wanted more. Apollo was slowly opening doors that Aphrodite thought had been abandoned for ever. She wanted Apollo to drive her beyond the boundaries that restrained her.
“Take me. Fuck me,” she murmured. There was no response. Apollo’s mouth was busy elsewhere.
Apollo was kissing the inside of Aphrodite’s knee, butterfly kisses as he went up her inner thigh and then back down the other leg. Instinctively she opened her legs wider.
He could feel Aphrodite shiver with every kiss, every caress across her velvety skin. Apollo wanted her to open herself to him, completely. He sensed this may not happen, not here and not tonight.
Determined to break down the walls around her heart he was even more enthusiastic.
“When do I get to feel you inside me?” She whispered.
“When you are ready” he replied
Apollo stood up and reached a hand to Aphrodite. She scrambled to her knees, wanting to worship his penis. Willing to take it in her mouth until he exploded down her throat. Instead, he picked her up and carried her in his arms towards the temple of Bacchus. With her arms around Apollo’s neck and her head resting on his broad chest, Aphrodite felt safe.
Inside the temple were many beds and couches that had been placed here for the festival. Most were already occupied. Apollo walked to the back of the temple and gently lowered Aphrodite onto a bed of soft cushions. He disappeared for a moment, returning with a jug of sacred oil. Carefully he turned Aphrodite onto her stomach and seductively poured some oil onto her back. It was warm and smelled sweetly of flowers.
His broad hands and fingers of steel massaged her back, soothing her muscles. Aches and pains eased under his firm hands. Stress disappeared. Turning her onto her back, he poured more oil on her. This time the massage was much more gentle but nonetheless throughly relaxing.
Even with her eyes closed, on the verge of sleep, Aphrodite could not rest.
“You are tense and need to relax both your body and your mind. Here within the walls of the Temple of Bacchus there is nothing but pleasure if you are open to receiving it. You have shown a willingness to offer your body but I feel you have more to give.”
“Tell me, my master. I am yours to command.”
“I give no orders. Only suggestions.”
“I understand.”
Even with her eyes closed Aphrodite could feel his presence all around her. She reached out and touched his chest, tracing oil across his skin. She pulled him close. His chest against her breasts. Her hands found his buttocks as her legs wrapped around his.
Almost like a dream, Aphrodite offered herself to him and he accepted.
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