Goddess In Love

[princesssexci]

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Dream Sequence

Andrea frowned at her surroundings. This was odd, she didn’t seem to be in California any longer. No, no she seemed to be in …well, a bed and a body was pressed against her own. A naked body was pressed against her own. She turned around abruptly. It was a handsome man, an extremely handsome man. He looked like a …a sex god! Her lips parted. Who was this stranger? She quickly backed away from him. She did not do this, sleep with random strangers!

“Who…Who are you?” Andrea she squealed, her voice sounded frantic.

He spoke but she couldn’t understand because he said something in another language.

“I..I can’t understand you…speak english” Andrea said

Again, he spoke but she couldn’t hear him. Her eyes trailed down his body, the chiseled muscles of chest, his ripped abs, his lowered regions. “C-Can you not speak?” She asked, why did she talk weird? Like she was from another world or something?

She blinked and for a moment Andrea could understand the man. “Aphrodite…” the man whispered.

“Aphrodite?” She asked, more to herself than to the man. Then when Andrea blinked again, the man was speaking another language again. It was rather frustrating. “Oh my god, what is going on?!” she moaned to herself.

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[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

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Dream Sequence

Adonis didn't know precisely where he was. A strange bedroom in a strange house. The bed he laid in was the most comfortable he had even been in, though that might be because of the one he was sharing it with.

This woman was the most beautiful he had ever seen. Hair the color of the sun's warmth. Skin as smooth and flawless as fine alabaster. Green eyes like the olives which was the heart of his homeland's commerce. Lips plump and red begging him to kiss them. His lover, his goddess, come down from far off Mt. Olympus to honor him with her regard.

"Beautiful," He murmured.

She turned and her voice rose up in a squeal from the melodic tones that lulled him to the sweetest of dreams. “Who…Who are you?”

His brow furrowed, "What language is that. Is it the language of the gods?

“I..I can’t understand you…speak english”

"What has happened to you, my love?" He asked, "Have you forgotten the language of us mortals?" He rose up resting his weight on his shoulders and bending his leg so his foot lay flat on the soft bedding and his knee pointed to the ceiling. The motion made the bedsheet slide free of him.

He noticed how her eyes traveled over his body and centered on his now bared manhood. Her cheeks was colored red like a shy maiden on her wedding night. Why? She had come to him many a night. They had shook the foundations of the world and mede the heavens weep with their shared passions. Why, did she appear so emberassed of seeing what she had known so well before? Was this a game, or perhaps she honestly had forgotten him? Perhaps she was hiding from the wrath of her husband.

“C-Can you not speak?” She spoke again in that foreign tongue.

He leaned in close to her whispered softly, "Aphrodite, remember."

“Aphrodite?” She asked as if the name stirred her.

“Oh my god, what is going on?!” She said again in that strange language.

"Do not fear, my love, I will tell no one where you are hiding." he reached out and took hold of her hand. He pulled her over him. Her hip pressing against his rising manhood. His hand slipped through the mass of spun gold that was his goddess' hair. His lips found hers and they kissed his tongue trailing along the part of hers a prostate worshipper begging the temple door to open for him.

Adonis had grown tired of talking, and especially not understanding what was being said. If this were a dream of his Aphrodite, there were far more enjoyable activities he wanted to do than talk.

 

[princesssexci]

He spoke once more in Greek and she still couldn’t understand him. She frowned and tried to back away from him as he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him. His strong, firm body was pressed against her own. As she was pulled against him, she gasped sharply and her eyes widened as she felt the hardness of his cock pressed against her hip. She struggled for a moment, though something deep down inside of her told her not to.

Suddenly, the strange man grabbed her by the hair and kissed her. She stiffened against his grasp. Her heart beat wildly. Andrea was not the sort of woman to kiss a strange man, especially not a naked strange man. However, her body seemed to act on it’s own volition as she slowly began to respond to the kiss.

Their lips appeared to fit perfectly together, melded into one another.

As his tongue trailed along her lips, she found herself slowly parting them for him, caressing his tongue with her own. A small whimper pushed past Andrea's lips. Her free hand glided down his strong shoulder, feeling his bulging muscles. Her breasts mashed against his chest. Her hands that had been caressing his shoulder slowly moved towards his neck and through his hair.

If this was a dream, she certainly didn’t want it to end for quite some time.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

The feel of her lips against his was like ambrosia from Mount Olympus, and he was a starving man. He held her tight against his body. Soft feminine curves against his hard firm muscular frame. Her lips parted and their tongues joined.

Her hand moved down over the muscles of his arm and slowly, sensually-every motion was sensual with Aphrodite from the first moment she had come to him on the banks of Afqa.

His hand slid down from the back of her head over her spine and the frustrating fabric of the strange-looking garment she wore to this strange bed. It found the rise of a buttock and pressed her hard against his need. His other hand found one breast pressing insistently against his chest. His fingers slipping beneath the strap of the frustrating garment to trace the contours of a breast.

He ended their kiss but whispered against those succulent lips. "You are beautiful and enchanting, my love." His hand squeezed the buttock at the same time as his thumb found the nipple, "I want you, Aphrodite, being around you is intoxicating."

 

[princesssexci]

Andrea felt him release her head and slowly glide his hand down her neck, her back and then she could almost sense his frustration at the sheer yellow panties that she wore. It was then that Andrea felt the hard press of his hard on against her ass.

The strange man's hand slid beneath the matching yellow sheer bra and she released a soft sigh of contentment.

"You are beautiful and enchanting, my love."

For some reason, she could understand these words and her only response was a little squeal when he grabbed her ass then his thumb brushed her nipple. His love? How could he be her love when she'd never met the man and yet...at the same time she'd felt as if she'd known him all of her life.

"I want you, Aphrodite, being around you is intoxicating."


Aphrodite? As in...the Greek goddess of love and beauty. Perhaps, in her dreams she was Aphrodite. Well, she supposed she could play that game and as if by magic she began to speak that foreign tongue as if she'd known it all her life.

"Then why do you torture me so by making me wait, my love?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

"Then why do you torture me so by making me wait, my love?"

With that he rolled over pinning her beneath his taut frame, covering her. Her golden hair splayed against the soft pillow under her head. His hands caressed every sweet curve of her. His mouth laid seige to hers capturing the sounds she made as his tongue mated with hers, dipping and tasting her luscious lips, teasingly running over her pearly teeth, every part of her mouth.

He thrust his manhood, fully engorged with his desire for her against the cloth covered pubic mound, mimicking what he fully intended to do when inside her, each movement rubbing against her clit through the yellow fabric.

"You enchanted me from that first evening when you rose up out of the water on the banks of Afqa." he said trailing kisses along her jaw to nibble an earlobe between his teeth. You were beautiful, so graceful, intelligent. What hope did I have not to love you upon that first sight."

He traveled down the alabaster column of her neck. His hands tried to free the perfect orbs of her breasts from the frustrating garment barring them to his touch. Finally he lifted the scalloped cups off her breast and he could roll the nipples between thumb and fingers. Soon his mouth and tongue replaced his fingers worship of Aphrodite's nipples.

His tongue laved down to spiral like draining water to her navel. His hands reluctantly followed leaving her heaving breasts to roll the garment covering her loins over her hips and down her legs. He cast the garment away contemptously of the momentary barrier they had posed.

He leaned down and placed a reverential kiss upon her wet heat before rising back up placing the head of his manhood at the entrance to paradise. He stared into her eyes and beseeched her. "Open the doors and guide me inside your temple so I may worship you like the goddess you are, my love.

 

[princesssexci]

As the man placed his lips over her own she sighed in contentment once more and caressed his with her own as their tongues danced with one another. This was a dream that Andrea never wanted to end. She smiled against his lips as his tongue ran against her teeth. Whoever he was, he was certainly very playful. She liked that, she definitely liked that!

Andrea felt his engorged cock rub against her panties showing an example of what his plans were later on in the dream though, teasing her clit and making her moan. As he did so, it tickled her insides, causing her shiver with pleasure. “Yesss…” she moaned
"You enchanted me from that first evening when you rose up out of the water on the banks of Afqa."

She could understand him fully and completely now. She wasn’t sure why though. Then again, this was her dream. Of course, she could understand him. She still didn’t understand what he was talking about though. Where was this Afqa? She didn’t have time to fully concentrate on his words though because his lips on her earlobe had her distracted. She groaned, “As did you…” she murmured. It seemed like the right thing to say, if this woman had him distracted she would think he’d be distracting to whatever this woman he thought she was as well.
“You were beautiful, so graceful, intelligent. What hope did I have not to love you upon that first sight."

Andrea found herself giggling. It sounded like the tinkling of bells and then a little sigh as his kisses trailed down her neck as well as his hands, finding her matching yellow bra. She gave an amused smile as he seemed to struggle for a minute to get it off. She was about to offer to remove it when he figure out how to unclasp the bra himself. “Adoniss…” she moaned, though she wasn’t sure how she knew his name.

Of course, it was a dream and since it was a dream and in her dream she was Aphrodite. It made sense. Adonis was Aphrodite’s lover, after all and they were her favorite Grecian couple. Her back arched and her nipples hardened slightly in response to his gentle touch. Her eyes followed his every movement as his tongue made trailed down her breasts like a river causing her to mewl softly yet smile all at the same time.

Finally, he reached down to her womanhood and pulled her underwear down and threw to the side and began worshipping love hole. When she felt him press his manhood against her and she instantly knew what was coming next.
"Open the doors and guide me inside your temple so I may worship you like the goddess you are, my love.

Andrea frowned, what did he mean by open the doors and guide her inside her….suddenly it struck her exactly what he meant by that. She spread her legs as wide as she could then reached down, grabbing his manhood, rubbing it against her entrance and moaned in pleasure. “Adoniiiis…”

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

"Open the doors and guide me inside your temple so I may worship you like the goddess you are, my love."

She seemed confused by his words for a moment until his meaning dawned upon her. She spread her legs and reached between them. Her fingers curled around his member, not tight, but enough for him to know the passion in her eyes were real. Something confirmed when rubbed the head over her slit. the juices of her sex dampening the tip of his cock.

“Adoniiiis…” She moaned as he pushed his hips an inch the tip slipping past her lips.

He ran his fingers through her hair and cupped her cheek. "I love you, Aphrodite." He wanted to look into his eyes as he proceeded to worship her as she deserved. His hips pushed in and the length of him entered inside of her.

The pace was slow, considerate, tender, and loving. Adonis leaned down and kissed her gently.

 

[princesssexci]

"I love you, Aphrodite."

Andrea stared into his beautiful green eyes which shone like emeralds. Her heart hammered against her breast. Andrea had never been in love before, she'd had flings and 3 month relationships but never in love. However, when this dream man told her he loved her it made her feel complete; even if he didn't use her name.

"And I you, Adonis" She whispered. It was like a part of her soul was being reunited with someone whom she had lost. She returned his passionate, gentle kiss with one of her own. His gentle pace allowed her to feel all of him inside of her and to get used to the size of him but she wanted to feel more.

Call her greedy but if this was a dream, she wanted it all! Her hips moved upward as if silently begging for more. Her kiss became more a little more hungry as her pussy slightly responded to his cock like a long lost love reuniting, pulsing around his shaft.

The weight of her bosom pressed against his chiseled god-like chest as she moaned softly with pleasure. Her hands brushed down his shoulders, down his back lightly scratching

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

"I love you, Aphrodite."

Adonis controlled the pace, nice and slow. He wanted her to feel cherished, cared for...and loved. Aphrodite was a goddess, the epitome of beauty, but he wanted her to feel beautiful on the inside as well. To see what he had seen, what he saw in her now in this dream of a strange place.

"And I you, Adonis" She said her voice thick with a need for more.

Adonis let her suffer a little while longer, driving in and out of her slowly. So she could savor the edge of need. Hang there not knowing whether he would meet her silent request. Being the goddess of love she enjoyed the games between lovers, she had taught him so many afterall. But he couldn't deny her needs for long.

"Come with me," He whispered into her ear. The pace began to quicken and his kisses became faster and more passionate. The room of the strange house began to ring with clapping of his hips progressively driving into hers.

 

[princesssexci]

Adonis seemed to know her in and out, quite literally. Of course, Andrea had to remind herself that it was a dream, therefore it made sense that he knew exactly what she’d enjoy. After all, he was a figment of her imagination. She did enjoy the slow pace though, it made her body want and crave more and more from him.

Her womanhood clenched around his cock as if begging for release. Adonis’ heated whisper in her ear sent shivers down her spine. She whimpered as he began kissing her with a passion that was undeniable. She returned the kiss with as much ferver as she could. Her pussy constricted around his cock. Her orgasm began building, higher and higher and…

End of dream sequence


RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!

Andrea groaned as she turned on her side in her queen sized bed. She pulled the pink fleece covers over her slim yet curvy body. In the back of her mind, she could hear the alarm clock going off, but refused to acknowledge it.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!

“Ugh, okay I’m up! I’m up!” She said, though no one was there but the alarm clock. Andrea slowly stood up, her blonde hair looked messy and had that just fucked look, despite the fact that she hadn’t actually been fucked. Andrea climbed out of bed and trudged to the shower, sleepily.

Her mind was still on the wet dream she’d had and it had definitely made her wet, extremely wet. She was pretty certain she’d had an orgasm in her sleep. It was no secret that her favorite Greek couple had been Aphrodite and Adonis which probably explained the reasoning for the dream. She’d been reading a P.C. Cast novel as well which always dealt with girls being dragged back in time and end up falling for a Greek God.

Andrea stood in the shower with a dazed look in her eye. It was odd, though because the dream seemed so real. He seemed so real and when she had been with him for that brief moment; Andrea felt complete. Now, she felt…partially empty, like always.

As she stepped out of the shower, she wrapped a towel around her body and searched through her closet for something to wear. She was going to a Greek exhibit with some friends today. That would certainly take her mind off that crazy dream!
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Two hours later…

Andrea, her best friend Christy, and Megan stepped into the Greek exhibit. This was the last weekend before they shipped all the statues back to Greece. The girls chattered happily about what they’d like to see. A half an hour later and four hallways later, a statue caught Andrea’s attention.

“Andi, you coming?” Christy asked, stopping to wait for her friend.

“Um, go on without me. I’ll catch up.” Andrea said, almost in a trance. It was him! It was the man from her dreams. There were about three statues of Adonis. The one she was currently staring at was a solo statue. She stepped a little closer and peered at it.

How was that even possible? He was supposed to be just a figment of her imagination. She walked around and saw a painting of him standing in the underworld with Persephone. For a brief moment, Andrea felt a sudden jolt of jealousy.

The next statue was Aphrodite and Adonis embracing intimately, just like in her dream. Almost as if she were hypnotized, she stepped closer to the statue and brushed her fingers over his cheek. She jerked her hand back feeling a spark of electricity. She ran her fingers over his hair and then suddenly that spark of electricity returned and the world went black.

 

[Veroe]

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IC: Hephaestus

Hephaestus was not a handsome god. It wasn't that he was ugly. He just didn't have the beauty of those sissy boys like Apollo or Hermes. He didn't have the lean dangerous muscles of vanity like Ares either. He had muscles, but they were the kind that came from a hard day's work not lifring boulders a hundred times a day. He had a paunch too filled with ambrosia to keep his huge arms swinging his heavy hammer onto the hot metal of his trade all day long. It was him all the gods came to to make things to fix things to reshape things. You would think they would show him some gratitude, but no he was shunned, avoided like he was afflicted with one of the diseases pandora released into the mortal world.

The metal was hot, white hot in his bare hand. He placed it against the beaten stone and the stone began to melt to magma from the heat. Good it was ready to be shaped. He raised his mighty hammer and swung it down on the metal hard. Lightning arced out at the point of impact and the ground shuddered the clap of thunder resounded throughout the underground home he never really strayed from. He continued swinging the hammer down onto the white hot metal. Lightning flashed, the ground shook, thunder boomed throughout the halls of his home.

A home that was empty for too long. He kept hammering more in frustration than anything else until the rock was shattered molten fragments at his feet. He kicked at them frustratedly. Where was she?

"Hephaestus," Came a voice from the house's entrance, "I have come for a replacement. There is a storm coming from the adriatic and I fear I shall be shorthanded."

Hephaestus raised the lightning bolt he had just forged for his king, Zeus the thunderer, to see.

"Excellent work as always my friend." Zeus said taking it up in his hands.

Hephaestus lips screwed up showing his frustration, "Where is she, Zeus, where is my wife, where is Aphrodite hiding?"

"She is free to come and go without my say so."

His hammer slammed into his palm with another crack of thunder. "But not even she can not keep you from finding her if you so desired."

"Hephaestus, my friend-"

"Your old friend.." He slammed the hammer into his palm again, "She's mine, my wife, but she has not returned in ages."

Zues shook his head. "I see now it was a mistake to have convinced her to marry you. I feared she would be like Helen who's beauty resulted in war and pointless bloodshed, and Helen was only mortal, not the goddess of beauty. I would not see Olympus fall from the same curse as Troy."

"I don't care. She's mine, not Ares' or Apollo's or yours. She loves me!" Another slam into his palm and another peal of thunder.

"Aphrodite is the goddess of love. She loves everyone. The only thing she loathes is being held in a cage."

"Will you tell me where she is?"

"And what would you do once you find her?"

"I will kill whatever lech who thinks he can lay a hand on my wife, and drag her back home for good." He pointed the hammer at his leige lord menacingly.

The air grew thick with the tang of Ozone and lightning arced out from the bolt in Zues's hands. He spoke his words grating with all the power that could shatter mountains if he so chose. "No, Hephaestus, I shall not aid you in this folly. Now lay your hammer to rest or force me to remind you of your place, blacksmith." He calmed then the lightning receded back into the metal lightning bolt in his hand. "The storm has almost reached the Thracean shores. I must go." He turned and stormed off leaving a slightly cowed Hephaestus behind.

Hephaestus scowled. Aphrodite was the one good thing that had ever happened in his immortal life. He was not about to share her with any god or mortal. If they tried to keep her from him. Well, they better not try to keep her from him.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

Adonis woke groggily from where he was camping. He had left his home and headed into the woods for some hunting. He really enjoyed hunting. The quiet, the solitude, the focus that was needed to catch whatever game he was after. Yesterday he had heard of a trader that had arrived into his town telling of a pack of wild boars he had seen. Including one he said to be as large as a good-sized ox.

It was morning, early, just before dawn when the sky brightens with the oncoming chariot of the god Apollo bringing forth the sun in its daily travel across the sky.

Adonis shook his head trying to get the cobwebs out of his head. He had been in the middle of a very very nice dream of his beloved lover, Aphrodite. He had been in the midst of his very favorite act with her when suddenly he had been awakened just now.

The dream had been so vivid, so real. He could taste her kisses on his lips. He could almost smell her over the verdant scent of the wilderness. It had left him also with a very frustrated, very insistent, and very adamant engorged manhood. He needed a quick dunk in the cold pool over to one side of his camp.

He removed the clothes from his long lean sculpted body and walked confidantly over to the pond's bank. He dove in relishing the cold shock as his the water embraced him. He swam chasing a fish or two he thought he might catch for breakfast but eventually he rose up out of the water and began making his way back to the bank. He wiped the water from his eyes and looked up. He froze half in the water halfway out.

There she was ripped from his dreams.

"Aphrodite."

 

[princesssexci]

Andrea groaned as her eyes fluttered open slowly. The sounds of birds and water seemed to surround her. She blinked a few times trying to get rid of the blurry vision. Where was she? Movement from the water caught Andrea's attention and she slowly sat up. She looked down at her garb and noted the toga she was wearing.

She was clothed in a white chiton. Andrea found this odd because she had taken mythology and knew that this had been clothing from Greece. "What the..." her voice trailed off as she flicked her eyes toward the water, catching sight of that man again.

Adonis

The name came to her instantly like part of a long forgotten memory that had just come back to her. Was she dreaming again? She stared at him for a long moment, her face creased with confusion. Though her spirit felt like she was at home, her body felt...lost, in a strange world.

And then, he spoke her name or rather who he thought she was.

"You.." were the only words that could slip past her lips. This day just kept getting more and more weird.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

She stood before him as she had come to him last. A vision, an enchantress, a goddess in flesh and blood.

"Aphrodite," He said the name as if in benediction to her.

"You.." Was the only words that escaped those ever kissable lips.

Adonis rose up out of the water without forethought. The drops of water running in rivulets over the tight slopes of his muscular body. He stepped up to her gazing deep into the shimmering color of her eyes.

"Aphrodite," He said with a smoldering tone for the passion he had for her, the joy he felt that she had come to him. "My love, my goddess." His arms wrapped around her squeezing her righht up against his frame making the whole front of the white toga she wore wet between them. Which was fine with Adonis. He had every intention of allowing her to remove the garment and entertaining her long enough for it to completely dry in the Grecian sun's heat. His lips pressed against hers in a kiss that both beseeched her and promised her so much more.

 

[princesssexci]

Was Andrea still dreaming? She wasn't sure. It had to be a dream because...she'd never seen this man before, except for in her dreams. There was no way in hell that she was awake. Her first instinct was to shrink back or run away. And then he called to her..

"Aphrodite,"

The sound of his rich voice made her stop all doubting thoughts. Slowly, Andrea's blue eyes lifted to meet his. Part of her wondered why it was everytime she saw this man, he called her Aphrodite. She realized that in her dream this was Adonis but still...

Why couldn't she imagine him calling her by her own name? Why was it always Aphrodite? Not only that, but why did she want to answer to that call? It was like she was two different people. It scared the hell out of her. However, the way he looked at her made Andrea realize that he had no intentions of hurting her. Adonis had the look of lust and love all mixed in one.

"My love, my goddess."

Before she had a chance to tell him that he was mistaken he pulled her close to him. His wet body pressed against her chiton, making it wet. Just like the night before, when she was close to him, Andrea felt complete. He slowly lowered his lips to hers and she moaned softly with pleasure as their lips melded into one.

Another person seemed to take over her body as she wrapped her arms around him. She could feel his manhood pressed against her.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

Adonis kissed her deeply then tongue wrestling with hers. One hand slipping through the golden mass of hair to cup the back of her head to deepen the kiss even as his other hand slipped under the hem of her toga to squeeze one of those divine buttocks in his grasp. He pulled her soft supple flesh even tighter against firm needy length.

His lips slid aver her jaw to draw an earlobe between them. "Aphrodite, have mercy upon me, my desire for you is all-consuming." His lifted her up so her feet came off the soft grass of the meadow. As he did that he dragged his tongue down her neck and and into the valley between those ravishing breasts.

"Aphrodite," He whispered her name in reverence against the center of her chest where her heart thundered underneath the layers of flesh and bone between them. He placed a tender kiss there before moving over to the left and capturing a nipple covered in wet chiton and suckling on it until it grew taut.

 

[princesssexci]

The kiss was wonderful. She moaned into it as they began tongue wrestling. Her slick tongue against his own. Her tongue trailed up and down the roof of his mouth as she felt his hand climb up her chiton and grab her ass. Best. Dream. Ever. Maybe this time, she'd get to finish it. God, she hoped so. Suddenly, like watching a clip of an old movie she saw images.

Her, but not really her fighting with a big, strong yet ugly man with a hammer. Except, he wasn't really a man. There was something ethereal about him. Her running off to see Adonis secretly. More arguing with the big man. It all came to her quickly, like a flash of lightning.

He pulled away from the kiss and his voice brought her back to the here and now. She blinked a few times and sighed in pleasure as he began kissing along her jaw and up her earlobe.

"Aphrodite, have mercy upon me, my desire for you is all-consuming."

There was that name again! She could tell him later though, couldn't she? She didn't want to ruin the moment. She squealed in delight as he lifted her from the meadowy grass and moaned as he licked down her neck to her voluptious breasts.


"Aphrodite,"

"Adonis..." she moaned in return. She would definitely have to tell her dream man that she wasn't this Aphrodite chick after this whole scenario played out.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

"Adonis..."

His manhood pressed insistently into her belly and thigh, a mortal's need, a man's drive to ravish her his lover, self-evident of his passion for her.

He let go of her nipple and reached up to free her of the toga. It left her completely bare for him to see. She was aphrodite, goddess of beauty and Adonis could not testify against it. To his eyes she was perfection given form, flesh and blood.

He returned her to the ground to remove the wet garment from her. He cast it over into the sunlight to dry on the rocks by the side of the creek.

He took her up in his arms and headed back toward the water. "Do you remember the first time we made love, that evening spent in the river of Afqa you first came to me." The water was cold, but that didn't concern Adonis. They would heat things up soon enough. "You were so beautiful then with the water streaming down your hair and your face beaming from the climax of passion."

 

[princesssexci]

"Do you remember the first time we made love, that evening spent in the river of Afqa you first came to me."

Andrea opened her mouth to tell him he was wrong, that she'd never seen him before. He was mistaken and...suddenly flashes of him towering over her and pushing his long hard cock thrusting into her with wild abandonment.

The words fell from her lips before she could stop them.

"Yes" she whispered

Feeling somewhat guilty for her lie, she said, "Please Adonis, let us speak no more. Make mad passionate love to me. It has been too long and I long to feel your body mesh with mine."

Andrea pulled him into kiss, it started out slow but soon intensified with every passing moment. She nibbled on his bottom lip as her fingers trailed down his neck. Soon she dragged her fingers lightly, seductively up and down his back.

It puzzled her why she felt so connected to this man whom she'd never met before but she wouldn't let it worry her for now.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

He took her up in his arms and headed back toward the water. "Do you remember the first time we made love, that evening spent in the river of Afqa you first came to me." The water was cold, but that didn't concern Adonis. They would heat things up soon enough. "You were so beautiful then with the water streaming down your hair and your face beaming from the climax of passion."

She looked up at him with a quizzical and mystified look, and for a moment Adonis was afraid that she had indeed forgotten their first time, but that was laid to rest when she answered in the softest of whispers, "Yes."

He brought her to the point where the water was at waist height. "Please Adonis, let us speak no more. Make mad passionate love to me. It has been too long and I long to feel your body mesh with mine." Then she pulled his head down to meet hers in a kiss, slow at first but as time passed he put more and more of the intensity he felt for her into it. She tugged on his bottom lip and run her hands over the tightened muscles of his back.

He laughed softly in answer to her words, "As you wish, Aphrodite." His legs spread in the water pulling hers up over his hips and pulling her up against his length so any movement she made would drag her passion pearl against the hard length of him.

His hand dipped into the water and brought up to her chest. There he let the water drip onto her left nipple watching as the cold temperture made it pucker. He bent his head down and took to warming it with tongue and lips.

 

[princesssexci]

"As you wish, Aphrodite."

She smiled at how easily he cooperated, then again it was sex. All of the men that Andrea had been with would much rather have sex than talk. She didn’t think Adonis was any different from any other man she’d been with. Plus, in this case; not talking was a good thing. It was a very good thing. He parted his legs and moved her in a position where if she were to move, her clit would brush
against his cock.

Andrea was extremely tempted to move, just to see how that worked out.
She shivered as Adonis rained little droplets of water over her breasts, causing the hard nipples to turn into buds. His mouth quickly landed on her breasts warming it with his tongue as he’d begun sucking it. This in turn caused Andrea to squirm resulting in brushing her love bud against his long shaft.

“Oh!’She squealed in somewhat surprise at how good it felt. Andrea did this again, grinding against his cock.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

“Oh!" she squeled in delight rubbing her sex along his length, and in answer Adonis groaned at the stimulation though muffled since her nipple was currently occupying the majority of his mouth's attention.

From there he licked up over her breast and neck to her ear. "Is this what you want, Aphrodite." He lifted her so the broad head of his manhood pressed to the weeping slit of her womanhood. He nipped the side of her neck and suggested, "Then take it, my love."

 

[princesssexci]

The muffled moans sent vibrations along her breast, making Andrea shiver with delight. Dear god, if this was a dream she never ever wanted to wake up. This just felt too good to be true. She swallowed hard as he licked a trail up to her ear.

His hot breath caressed her earlobe as he whispered into her ear. ""Is this what you want, Aphrodite."" She moaned softly, before an elongated "Yessss... " passed her lips. She grinded against it once more, teasing and taunting her hot wet hole.

"Then take it, my love."

Without any hesitation, Andrea reached down and aimed the head of his cock into her awaiting pussy. It welcomed him rather easily. Her leg lifted slightly wrapping around his waist. She noted that this dream felt alot more real than it should have felt, though. Another sign that she would not want to be waking up any time soon.

"Oh my..." Her sentence trailed off as she felt the length of him inside of her. The ridges of his cock rubbing against the soft inner walls of her pussy.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Adonis

"Then take it, my love."

Without hesitation Aphrodite took his root and planted it within her welcoming furrow. "Sweeter than Ambrosia, my love," He said groaning with pleasure as the wet walls of her womanhood stretched around his large penis and etched her face in a heady mix of both pleasure and pain. It stoked a familiar fire in her eyes that drove Adonis mad with passion for her.

His strong arms lifted her up and down on him the tight muscles of his body, some said was blessed by the gods with perfection, flexed and moved against her yeilding flesh. Adonis' hips pumped in and out of her slow at first but building faster and faster little by little making more and more frenetic ripples in the cold pond they stood hip deep in.

He pulled her back until she leaned over the surface of the water. Her long blond hair dipping into it as he supported her in the cradle of his arms. Now she would be able to run her hands over his body as it brought her to bliss. She can pump and grind around his pounding meat secure in Adonis' arms, and Adonis would be rewarded with the sight of his love, his goddess with her heavenly breasts heaving from every driving thrust of his manhood into her. That fire he loved so much in her eyes growing hotter and hotter until she consumed in its flames body and soul.