D J Owen - [Erotic Greeks 05]

by Jason

  Andrea wanted to move, to grab his head and push it down harder, to open her legs wider for the intruding fingers but she couldn’t. The frustration she felt was adding another dimension to the pleasure she was experiencing. The fingers inside her withdrew and she gave a little moan of despair which quickly turned into a moan when they returned with an extra digit. Morpheus started to bite her breast gently, leaving small grazes on her chest. Then he grabbed her head with his hand and pulled her in for a kiss. Pulling her bottom lip between his teeth Andrea tasted blood and felt her walls clamp down on the fingers inside.

  Immediately he pulled those fingers out and Andrea wailed with frustration “no” she screamed. “Beg me then” he smiled, arrogant in his power over her “Beg me to plunder your pretty mouth. Beg me to fuck your plump wet pussy. Beg me to use you”. Andrea held her breath as he stared down at her, then she gave in to her desires “please” she begged, “please fuck

  me”. Arching her back she thrust her pendulous breasts as far into the air as she could in an effort to appear alluring, “want me. Use me for your own pleasure I beg of you”. Morpheus smiled and bent down over face and kissed her gently.

  Moving around her he untied her arms and legs. Instantly she moved them and felt blood flow back, tingles running up and down her extremities and mixing with the warmth from her gently abused body. Closing her eyes she let the feelings flow through her for a moment before feeling the silken material that was used to tie her up running up her stomach. It reached her full heavy breasts and she watched fascinated as it twirled around, producing sensations she hadn’t felt before it continued upwards over her face and then off. “Raise your arm’s” he said and she complied eagerly. Holding her arms together he pulled them over her head and then tied them together.

  Andrea laid there, hands tied together, naked and spread eagled, wet and red and ready for whatever he wanted to do to her. Hands descended onto her shoulders and he pulled her bodily towards the edge of the table and then pushing her back down. Her head over hung the table, the edge pushing into her neck. Legs came into view swiftly and looking up she saw the hard smooth cock of Morpheus in front of her. A hand pressed it downwards towards her face and it nudged at her closed mouth. “Open your mouth” he said and unsure she did what he asked. He pushed the head of his cock into her mouth and she tasted a man for the first time.

  She felt hands on her breasts, squeezing and pulling them as he began to move backwards and forwards with his hips, fucking her mouth. Unsure of what to do with only the mirrors she had seen as guidance she clamped her lips to his organ as it went in and out and experimented with massaging the fleshy stalk with her tongue as it moved. She heard him grunt and the fingers on her breasts became harder, more urgent. Swallowing saliva to make room for his cock she kept as still as she could, letting him enjoy her mouth, the only part of her she moved was her tongue. The scent of him filled her nose as hairs tickled her nose and the taste of him overpowered her other senses. Time seemed to stand still and she floated in a sea of sensations, moving from the hard cock fucking her mouth to the stiff fingers pulling at her pendulous breasts.

  She heard gasps and a hand left her breast and swooped down to grab her head. Urgently it pulled her upwards allowing the cock to go deeper into her mouth and she desperately fought her urge to gag. Saliva flowed from her mouth around the edges of her lips and then with a roar her mouth was filled with salty sticky fluid. Andrea swallowed reflexively and she an appreciative moan of pleasure. Some of it overflowed and ran from the corners of her mouth. Morpheus pulled his cock from her mouth she saw it was still hard. He moved away and she let her tongue lick the corners of her mouth letting the salty taste fill her senses.

  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.

  Looking at his confused expression the priest laughed, “This floor hurts my knees but you, you’re trained to ignore discomfort so come to me my gladiator” and rolled onto his back. Kalus unsure of what to do stood there, glistening cock out in the open. Impatient Algeus motioned to him and started massaging his own slightly smaller and thicker cock making it stand up proudly. “Crouch over me so I can continue what I was doing” the priest said softly and Kalus moved to comply with the request. Placing his knees on either side of the priest’s head he faced towards his feet and was instantly confronted with the priests cock. He reached out his hand to touch it, wondering if it would be different to Balicus hard member. Then he felt his cock being swallowed once again and he fell forward slightly with a moan, Algeus hard cock hitting him in the check and burning him with its heat.

  He felt hands on his hips pulling him down and he started to move, using the mouth beneath him as he had heard men used woman. Fucking that mouth he felt a pleasure he hadn’t known before and watched as Algeus opened his legs and thrust, trying desperately to feel Kalus own mouth. He felt coldness on his cock and a whispered desperate “please” before it returned to the warm wet pleasurable mouth below him. Bending forward slightly he grabbed the hard shaft before him and opening his mouth clamped his lips around it like he had earlier that morning. Immediately a muffled groan came from below him and Kalus groaned himself in response as the mouth underneath him sped up.

  In a pleasurable frenzy now both men thrust desperate to feel that ultimate delight. Lips slid over hard shafts and tongues lapped at flesh inside their mouths. Kalus became one pulsing centre of pleasure as his cock started to dance and suddenly he was erupting. Hot sticky wads of his fluid filled the mouth of the priest underneath him and he almost fainted when he felt his still erupting cock being swallowed to the base of him again. Then he was out and that last of his fluid emptied over the priest’s face which was greeted with a deep satisfied moan of

  appreciation.

  Once spent Kalus bent himself to his own task eagerly, even greedily, taking the unspent and unsatisfied cock in front of him into his mouth again. He couldn’t take as much of it into his mouth as he had experienced but he went at it with enthusiasm and everything he had learnt that morning. While he worked he marvelled at the smooth hard flesh in his mouth and the heat it produced and wondered if the priest had similar feelings about his own spent cock. Soon he began to hear small whimpers from the man underneath him and the priests moving hips and vibrating cock soon told him he would soon be spent. Ignoring the discomfort in his neck and knees he started to move his mouth even faster and with a grunt he felt sticky cum hit the back of his throat and he swallowed reflexively. It tasted different to Balicus, somehow sweeter and he eagerly drank down every drop before slumping to one side and laying there spent.

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