D J Owen - [Erotic Greeks 01]

by Helena

  A slight movement and Pandora moved down slightly, now massaging the oil into Helena strong, flat stomach. This brought Pandora’s full breasts close enough to Helena mouth and she gladly took first one and then the other of those full fleshy globes into her mouth, licking, sucking, exploring every inch of them in her quest to bring as much pleasure as she could. She took one of Pandora’s nipples into her mouth and worried it gently between her teeth before letting it go and wetting it with her tongue which brought a sharp intake of breath from her partner. Moving her hand from the hair she was holding she rested her nails on the back and then slowly moved them from side to side all the while taking her breasts into her mouth and coaxing small moans from the woman above her.

  Pandora moved, bringing a moan of loss from Helena. “I need to do your legs” was all the excuse she got and “after” was all the response she gave. Pandora nodded, a slight perspiration beading her forehead that had nothing to do with the heat or humidity of the room. “How do you want me?” was all she asked. “Above” was the whispered reply.

  Pandora moved round to the head of the table and stared at the young woman there, and then climbed the table, putting her thighs either side of her charges head. Bending down she began to kiss her way down to her pleasurable centre but Helena stopped her. “No. Just stay like that and

  let me enjoy you”. Pandora stopped surprised and then felt little tickling kisses on the inside of her thighs and Helena hands sliding up the outside of her strong legs. Fingers stroked her back and she leant on her hands giving herself entirely to Helena.

  Helena had closed her eyes giving herself over entirely to her other senses, the feel of skin under her fingers, the sound of sighs coming from Pandora, the taste of sweat on her tongue, the scent of apple and the woman above her combined. Kissing her way up her lovers thigh she explored the entirety of them, getting to the end of one she switched and when she had kissed her way up that one she found the sensitive muscle at the top and gently bit it, pulling the flesh slightly and then letting it spring back. Small moans of pleasure met her exploration but that wasn’t enough. She wanted Pandora to scream as she had screamed earlier.

  She felt the heat of Pandora’s folds on her face and opening her eyes she saw the contours and pink flesh closer than she ever had her own. Her nose was tickled by hair; droplets of moisture on them wet her face as she brought her mouth up and slowly, gently explored every inch of flesh that her partner offered up to her. She called one hand back to open her friend up more, separating those intimate folds to her probing mouth. She had never tasted another person before and the taste that met her was not unpleasant. She worked her mouth up and in one quick movement she stuck her tongue inside Pandora, the effect was electric, a gasp and a slight push against her face that she found exciting. She swirled her tongue around, in slow lazy circles, teasing her just as she had teased her lips earlier and then she pulled back tasting the very essence of her lover.

  Gently she moved with small kisses to the nub of her friend, sucking it in to her mouth gently and prodding it tongue and gentle teeth and then letting it go and whispering to it, letting her breath blow over it brought shudders from Pandora. So involved was she with exploring her friend that she missed the sound that came to her ears for a second. Pandora was whispering “please” and Helena smiled. “Please what my love?” she asked. “Use your hands, make me come” she heard in a hushed anxious tone.

  Eager to please she brought her hand together on the buttocks above her. Sliding them down she slid at first one and then finding the orifice pliable two fingers inside her lover. Whispering “use me for your pleasure” she fastened her tongue on her friend’s nub and licked. Fingers moving slowly in and out in time with her tongue she heard Pandora groan loudly and felt her rear back slightly pushing herself against the mouth and fingers working at her. Helena grabbed one hip with her free hand and roughly pulled her closer, wanting to be as close as possible and mumbled “more” between licks. She added a third finger to her friend, intent on being inside her and felt her friend begin to tremble and moan.

  Helena lost track of herself so intent was she on what she was doing to Pandora. She felt the heat, the wetness of her, she smelt and tasted her scent, heard the groans of joy coming from her mouth and all she knew was she wanted this moment to continue. Pandora started to move her hips, started to make love to the mouth and hand underneath her and she knew she was close. Helena’s hand on her hip urged her to move more, faster, harder, against her and Pandora obliged grinding herself onto Helena face. With a deep groan she felt Pandora go over that edge.

  Her thighs trembled and Helena fingers were trapped, squeezed in a hot, wet vice like grip. Her mouth filled with the taste of her and she swallowed gladly, eagerly. Pandora fell forward, letting go of Helena fingers and she brought them up to her lips eager to suck as much of her friend as she could into her mouth whilst she could. Pandora looked round to see her licking her fingers clean with an eager smile on her face and turned to grab her hand, stopping that last finger from disappearing into her charges mouth. Bringing it to her face she sucked it, enjoying her own spicy scent before dipping to kiss Helena deeply, eagerly, hungrily.

  The two women looked at each other silently. No words had to be spoken; they had both shared something intimate, special and overwhelming. Helena lay down again and the priestess began massaging the oil into her skin, just as slowly but with a tenderness that hadn’t been there before. Whilst laying back Helena felt complete, more complete than she had done in the entirety of her life before. Home was no longer the small village she had left that morning but the temple she was in, the woman she was with and the goddess hopefully would allow her to continue this existence.

  Soon she was completely covered, oil shining like a bright star in the light reflecting of her body. She got off the table feeling the cool tiles underneath her feet. Weakness surprised her and she sagged, like a newborn kitten only to be caught in the embrace of the priestess who had opened her eyes to the possibilities of who she was. “Carefully” said Pandora quietly, “the oil can take some people strangely and you have expanded more energy than most that come here”. Helena nodded and spent a moment gathering herself and then she nodded, “I am ready”.

  Pandora nodded. “You have been bathed in her waters and consecrated by her oils, now it is time to make your supplication to the goddess”. She smiled, “I do not think you will find it arduous. In fact I think you will do better than most”. She took Helena hand in her own and led her out of the room, back through the bathing room and out. Across the offering room they went, naked and uncaring and through an archway in the wall opposite to where Helena was faced with the largest room she had ever seen. “This” proclaimed the priestess proudly, “is the room of the goddess”.

  Helena looked round gathering it all in. The room was the size of a long eating hall, huge and easily able to fit all the people in her village in it. Like all the rooms of the temple, constant light lit the room banishing all the shadows that were daily occurrences in her village life. Along the walls were images of love from all areas of life, images she both loved and now adored mixed in with images that she found abhorrent and ugly. Both were there in equal measure. What took her breath away though was the floor. Taking up most of the floor was another version of the bath she had already seen, but it was deeper, wider and longer than anything she could have imagined. Around the pool were tiles cleverly arranged in a pattern that brought to mind leaping fish dancing in the water.

  “Watch” Pandora commanded, lover no longer but now priestess in truth and as Helena looked, the pool, for it could not be called a bath, began to fill. No gushing of water from channels in the floor, no bubbling up from the floor as if a spring had been tapped, just pure, clear water appearing slowly and surely filling the pool up. From where the water came Helena

  had no idea but she suspected that this along with Pandora’s ability to stay underwater for very long times were the least of the
miracles she would experience this day. As it filled the scent of the ocean enveloped the room, salt and moisture and along with it the overwhelming scent of apple and something a lot more intimate and personal that she had tasted not twenty minutes ago.

  Pandora spoke “Enter the pool of Aphrodite and speak to the goddess of love. Let her judge your intentions and desires”. Helena looked at her, frightened for the moment at the change that had come over her companion but then resolve strengthened her spirit and she stepped down into the pool intent that her plea be heard. Soon she was at the deepest edge and still her feet could not touch the bottom so she launched herself into the middle, swimming like only someone who had grown up next to the sea could do. “What happens now?” she called out, “how do I ask the goddess?”

  Pandora called out “Remember the love we shared and what it meant to you, think about the lessons you have learnt and have faith”. Helena pondered those words for a moment before her whole world changed. Terror suddenly filled her as a hand grabbed her ankle and pulled, hard. Instinctively she began to struggle, fighting for air in her gasping lungs. However it was a losing battle and Helena had just enough chance to pull in a lungful of air before she was pulled downwards. The last thing she saw before going under was Pandora, standing straight and true even if there was pain and anguish on her face.

  Her eyes were closed and terror made her heart beat faster than it had done since she was a little child but she was determined to survive now that she had tasted such pleasure. The hand on her ankle moved, slowly and surely climbing her leg. Not grasping or rough but stroking like a person might stroke a favourite pet. Up over her thighs and stomach the touch went, over her breasts and then fingers brushed her face, sweeping her hair out so it floated in water like spreading paint. She wanted to see who or what was playing with her but she knew that if this was sea water opening her eyes would sting. She forced them open anyway.

  No sting met her eyes upon opening; no salt washed them clean though she would have sworn from the way she was swimming she was in sea water. However the surprise of that was taken away by the sight in front of her. Floating in front of her was the most serenely beautiful creature she had ever seen. Hair as yellow and as bright as the sun spreading in the water like a fiery halo, limbs as bronzed and straight and strong as any woman who had lived. Breasts full and ripe unaffected by age or gravity and eyes the colour of the water that made Helena think that she was looking straight though her to the water behind her. No wrinkle of age or worry or blemish marked that perfect skin and no expression of anger or hate was on that countenance. The hand that stroked her face belonged to this woman and Helena hungered for more.

  “Be not afraid to breathe my daughter, here you are in my domain. Nothing will harm you unless I wish it. Now speak your desire and be judged”. The voice that spoke these words straight into her mind was gentle and soft. It held hints of bubbles and waves crashing against the shore, of gull cries and lovers sighs. Helena struggled for a moment knowing that if she breathed in water she would die, a death that others in her village had told her was painful and

  desperate. Her lungs were beginning to hurt and yet still she held on. Pandora’s words rang in her mind and she drifted back, thinking desperately. Instinct was what led her to Pandora that first time and although her mind screamed at her, instinct led her now. Heart beating fast she opened her mouth and took a deep breath. Water rushed in, seeking entry to her body through her mouth and nose. Panic and anxiety rose in her chest but she held on. It took just a second for her to realise that she could breathe easily; no pain filled her, just life giving oxygen.

  “I wish to join your temple as your priestess and stay here and serve you” she tried to say but the words would not come out. It appeared as if she could breath but talking was not something given to her here in this watery realm. She tried to think the same message, wondering if the goddess would pick up her thoughts the same way she had given thoughts to her. This also did not seem to work. Helena again thought back to her experiences here in this temple, had something perhaps been taught to her that she did not realise?

  Her heart leapt. Her time with Pandora had moved from instinctive desperate need for her own pleasure to a desperate need to please Pandora. Was that the clue she was searching for? She reached out with one of her hands and placed it on the goddesses arm. The goddess smiled and emboldened Helena swam forward, embracing the goddess, holding her like a lover would. Helena softly took the goddesses face in her hands and pulled it towards her. Gently kissing her forehead she followed that beautiful face down, kissing the eye lids, the cheeks and finally she kissed her on the mouth. In that kiss Helena put everything she had learnt that day, the needs she had come to know, the desire to give everything, body, soul and mind to the goddess in her arms. She felt Aphrodite hold her just that little more intently, felt her hands wander a little more intimately as the kiss went on, her hands lost in the tangle of hair around her.

  Finally they broke apart, still holding each other. Time stood still as Aphrodite smiled, that one simple human expression given absolute perfection by the being in her arms. A hand appeared, stroked Helena’s face like a lover laying claim and Helena felt overwhelming lust filled her body making her gasp soundlessly, need to touch and be touched shot through her closely followed by an aching deep inside her body. Without thinking she pulled Aphrodite to her, hands searching for any intimate part she could find, lips questing for her face and breasts. Wildness filled her heart and she felt she would go insane if she didn’t get touched in some way.

  Aphrodite pushed her away with a smile, laughing in her mind she swam quicker than any fish downwards towards the bottom of the pool that seemed impossibly far away. Helena followed not caring how deep she would have to go, how far she would have to push herself. She followed where her goddess led. However she was soon left behind and after seconds had past she could barely see her goddess at all. Longing and fear filled Helena’s heart at this sudden loss.

  As quickly as she swam away Aphrodite turned and came back to her. Helena saw her coming and her heart leaped. she was not alone though, two other woman were swimming along with her, both striking looking with deep blue green hair and lithe figures used to being in water. “These are my companions, oceanids from Neptune’s court. Come with us and be blessed” she

  heard her goddess say and all she could do was comply desperate for the release her body was demanding and the need to be with her.

  Those three supernatural creatures swam around her in ever decreasing circles. First one then another would dart in for a kiss on the lips, on the neck or shoulder and then darting away teasing her with their light touches and quick caresses. Helena could see the playfulness in the act, the desire to tease, to draw out what was going to happen next. Aphrodite appeared in front of her, taking the place of one of her companions. Taking Helena’s hands in her own she leant in and kissed her, fully and deeply on the lips. Helena for her part received the kiss and gave it back, every second of it conveying the aching she was feeling in her body, her need and desperation to be part of the goddess.

  With everything she had concentrating on the goddess kissing her, she lost track of the her two companions until she felt them kissing the souls of her feet, hands reaching up her legs gently climbing like an oceanic ivy. Little kisses followed her legs up and she groaned into the goddess’s mouth with anticipation as they reached her thighs and crept higher. Fingers kept pace with their mouths and Helena wanted to move one of her hands, to grab the oceanids head and pull it up to that middle of her, that special place that she desperately wanted to feel her mouth, tongue, fingers on. However Aphrodite would not let her go, instead gripping even tighter and she was forced to wait.

  Those nibbling little kisses on her thighs were driving her crazy; she was going out of her mind with need. “We are going to explore you little one, every part of you will be open to us, every orifice will be pleasured, every taste you have will be ours” Helena sig
nalled her agreement by coaxing Aphrodite’s tongue into her mouth, opening herself up to the goddess she loved. As if this was a signal the two oceanids climbed higher and started to explore her very being with their mouths and fingers. One went in between their legs and planted little kisses and long loving strokes of her tongue all over Helena’s sex whilst the other went behind, hands grasping her buttocks and pulling them apart before thrusting a tongue into that secret orifice that until recently had been virginal or touch and tongue.

  Helena felt all this happening and gave in to it. Her body moved automatically, hips moving backwards and forwards, begging for more. Her hands no longer struggled to move, to touch, to stoke, but instead lay in the control of Aphrodite. Her mouth when Aphrodite’s lips were replaced with a full ripe breast suckled and licked in joyful need. Soon she felt herself begin to tremble, knowing her moment was on her she tried to move away, to keep the feelings for just a little while more, but every time she moved her hips either one tongue or the other would go a little deeper, feel a little more intimate, lick with a little more intensity. She could not take it anymore and with a shout that produced nothing but bubbles she came with an intensity she had never felt before.

  She may have passed out, she wasn’t sure. When she came to her senses the goddess was waiting, looking at her with nothing but love. Looking around the two oceanids were no were to be seen. “Go” she heard “you plea has been heard and you have been accepted” and the goddess turned to swim away. It seemed that her time with the goddess was over. Obeying, Helena

  quickly swam for the surface of the pool. Head breaking the water with little time to spare she took a deep lungful of breath, surprised at the ease with which she switched between water and air. Pandora stood there with a towel. “Welcome my love” she said and Helena felt joy.