D J Owen - [Erotic Greeks 07]

by Pentheus

  Her hand moved faster and he moved himself out of reach teasing her. Running his hand over her wet warmth he delved downwards and finding her opening slipped a finger within her.

  Thalia moved her hips slightly, a sign she wanted more and he obliged pushing first one and then two fingers deep within her. He felt a hand on his head and leaving her breasts he turned to her and saw indecision. Then she pushed downwards and he understood, kissing his way down, tasting her flesh as he went until he got to her dripping cunt and flicking blond hair away with one hand he tasted the muses strangely spicy taste.

  Crouching beside her he sent his tongue swirling through, lapping at her as quickly as possible whilst his two fingers built up a rhythm pushing in and out. Wet lips clenched at him as he worked, sighs and groans erupting from behind him spurred him on and he hooked his fingers, rubbing every inner part of her that he could get to. Inner muscles contracted and clenched around his fingers and he heard whispered pleas before she screamed out her pleasure. Pushing his head away he looked up and saw her chest, red as rubies and her face sheen with sweat. Keeping his fingers within her he moved his face up and kissed her, sharing that special taste that she had and he felt her grind her hips against his fingers as she pulled him close.

  Pulling his fingers out of her he was met with a disappointed guttural growl and eager now she pulled him between her legs. Grabbing him with one hand Thalia began to manipulate his warm smooth cock whilst with her other hand she held up her one of her large full breasts for his mouth to feast upon. Balancing on his arms he complied and tasted her warm flesh before sucking one hard nipple into his mouth. He felt himself harden and then she was pulling him into her, feelings of warmth and wetness surrounded his sensitive organ and then his body took over and his hips started to move, pushing himself into her as deeply as he could go.

  With legs wide Thalia accepted him and used one hand to keep his mouth on her tit whilst the other raked his back urging him in his movements. Small urgent grunts came from her mouth with every thrust of his hips and she released his head to enable both hands to grab his ass and use it to urge his cock deeper into her. Burrowing his head into her neck he grabbed her breasts with his hands, eager to feel handfuls of flesh whilst he fucked her as hard as he could. He heard her moans increase in noise and it tipped Jason over his own edge into pleasure. With a sob he fucked her in frenzy for a few more seconds and then with a deep groan of pleasure he felt himself release into her, pumping his seed deep inside. She grabbed his ass and pulled him deeply inside her whilst he did this and he felt drained. Finally he stopped and he pulled out of her and collapsed, rolling to one side.

  They lie there together, sweat cooling on their bodies and Jason’s cock limp and wet on his thigh. Thalia turned and threw an arm over him and he felt her nibbling his shoulder, then he felt her hand on his chin and she turned it towards her for a kiss. He turned onto his side and placing a hand on her cheek he kissed her long and tenderly. When they broke apart Thalia looked at him with those green eyes and stroked his chest with her hand. “Are you done so soon my poet?” she asked in an innocent voice, betraying that voice with her hand that stroked ever downwards and then cupped his cock gently stroking it.

  Turning onto her back she kept hold on him with one hand and the other she used to run down her own body. “Can my body not stir you to greatness?” she asked as her fingers dipped downwards and invaded her blond thatch, slipping between lips still wet with their combined juices. Lewdly she slipped her hand between those lips and then spread her fingers allowing him to see every part of her. Slipping a finger inside herself she sighed contentedly. “Mount me again my poet” she moaned as both hands moved and to his surprise he felt himself stiffen again. Moving between her legs he let her guide him and with glee he slipped into her soaking slippery channel. Grabbing a leg with each hand he rested them against his shoulders and then pushed in deep, easily sliding into her.

  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.

  She felt her hips move, backwards and forwards, always feeling that sensation of fullness no matter where she moved. A thumb stroked her clitoris and she felt herself tumble over the edge. She held onto the head between her hands sharing tongues with it eagerly, concentrating on it

  desperate to keep the sensations coming but it was too late. With a moan she felt herself tip over that edge. Opening her eyes she saw Elektra staring at her and then slowly and deliberately she pushed her fingers as deep as she could into Calli. “I love you. I know I can’t be her, but I can be anything else you want me to be”. Just as slowly she pulled out her fingers from between her legs and buttocks. Inspecting them and then sucking them deeply into her mouth in front of Calli, licking them clean.

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