Valentine's

Diana

I walked into the square where the festivities were to begin. I walked up to the earthen pots in the middle and entered my name into one. Nervously I looked around at the many that could be my suitor for the night. If My father knew what I was up to I would be sent off as a sacrifice to the gods for sure.

When I turned back to look into the square there I saw a familiar face, Beren.My father had sponsered his studies and he frequently visited our home to explain his findings. I shyly walked up to him with my eyes lowered.

"Good day Beren, and what brings you here this afternoon?"
 
When his large, warm hand gently reached up and lifted her chin, she felt waves of warmth and excitement spiral through her body. Her eyes met his and for the first time, Larielle felt something like love. Although still shy and embarassed, she felt this strange, new feeling filling her body.

"I would love to," she said. Not even thinking about what her father and brother would say. All she could think of was walking in the orchards with this sweet man.
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

“This way,” I smiled, taking Larielle’s arm and leading her from the center of the square back along the road I had come a few minutes before. There was such a crowd building that no one would notice if we slipped away for a while. I picked up a skin of wine along the way. She seemed like such a shy young girl, but the glow of her embarrassment had a tremendous appeal and when combined with her beauty, I found that I couldn’t take my eyes away.

As we walked along I asked her about herself and she shyly revealed her story. I spoke of my life as a teacher. As she spoke, her shyness seemed to recede, and I tried to make her feel comfortable by reciting a humorous poem. Her sparkling laugh was enchanting.

It didn’t take long to reach my favorite path that lead down from the main road through the orchard, to a wonderful private view of the surrounding hills. In another month the vines would be blossoming and the aroma overwhelming, and yet today there was a fragrant scent of the fertile wet earth. I lead Larielle to a warm dry place, from where we could see the hillside fall away to a sweeping panorama of the countryside.

“I like to come here often to think and write,” I said, slipping my dark red robe from my shoulder and spreading it over the long dry grass. “I find it a very peaceful place to relax and commune with nature.”

The sound of the returning songbirds could be heard above us. Taking in the view and a deep breath, I sat on my robe and invited Larielle to take her place beside me. I took a sip of the wine and offered her a drink. She leaned toward me tentatively.

“They say this is the nectar of the gods,” I said, watching as a sip of the wine disappeared past her succulent red lips. Her delicate pink tongue darted out to lick her lips.
 
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Bayndor

He was just setting up the bread, arranging the loaves, and she came up to him.
"I'm Satine. Would it be possible for me to have some bread?"
He turned, about to explain that the bread was free...and then he saw her. His voice caught in his throat. He merely gazed at her, losing himself in her eyes.
He swallowed...then shook his head, bringing him back to reality.
"I'm Bayndor," his smile grew wide and pleasent. "And the bread here is all free, take whatever you'd like."
He stood, watching her as she glanced over the tables, eyeing the sweet breads, the rolls, the biscuts, the flat breads....
"May I offer a recommendation?"
Bayndor reached behind a table, drawing forth a basket. Peeling away the covering, he revealed a number of twissled pastries, coated with a sweet, sugary glaze. The fragrance that wafted out from the basket was the same that clung to Bayndor--soft, warm, sweet, and sugary.
"Would you like to try a sweet-stick? I've invented them especially for the festival. They were the last things I baked...should still be warm and gooy."
 
Larielle

The taste of the wine was splendid on my lips and the view was gorgeous. The graceful peace of the orchard in such early spring took my breath away and I was held speechless.

As each moment flew by, I felt more and more comfortable with him. On the way here, we had talked of my life, and of his and he told me wonderful stories about his teaching. He made me forget that I had once been quite frightened of this large man.

I scooted over so that I was snuggled closely against him. I rested my head on his shoulder and gently rubbed my cheek against his neck. He wrapped one of his muscular arms around my back comofortingly. I curled my legs up, lightly pushed my breasts to his chest, and cuddled into him. Once I had found this comfort zone, I closed my eyes and breathed deeply of the beautifully scented air. I felt his lips brush against the top of my head and I smiled up at him with a peaceful look in my eyes. "It's so beautiful, isn't it?"
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

“Yes, but the real beauty is here right before me,” I replied gazing down into Larielle’s lovely eyes.

She had curled so sweetly and innocently inside my arm, her firm young breasts pressing against my chest, the warmth of her trim young body spreading to mine. I place my hand under her chin and held her face so that I could bring my lips down and brush hers. I could feel her breath come faster as our soft lips moistened by the sweet wine pressed together.

“Although I spend most of my time in the company of men and boys, I much prefer that of a woman, and I am not unfamiliar with the charms and needs of a woman. Perhaps there are some things that you should like to know before the festivities of the evening begin. Would you like me to teach you Larielle?”
 
Beren

Beren looked around, enjoying the unseasonably pleasant weather, and closed his eyes to let the wind wash his mind free of the figures and glyphs that so occupied him most of his waking hours. *Ah, element of Air,* he thought, *what inspiration shall you blow to me today?*

"Good day Beren, and what brings you here this afternoon?"

The soft high voice seemed to be a reply from the wind, except that winds often talk with less clarity. With this in mind he decided he should see who else might have said that, and opened his eyes.

Having focused his gaze in front of him, and for a moment he wondered if indeed this was an air spirit, a lovely sylph, that was speaking to him. His reason then slapped him upside the inside of his head, and he spoke with surprise that couldn't hide the pleasure he had in seeing her.

"Diana! How wonderful running into you! How are you doing, sweet one? You'd best run along, though, the ceremony is going to start any..."

His face suddenly went slack with realization and a bit of concern.

"You.. you aren't here for the festival.. are you..? Dear girl, you do know what this all involves, don't you?"
 
ARIANA

She could see his eyes looking into hers. His face pressed tight against the soft swell of her mons as his tongue twisted and turned, making it's way into her body. A shudder ran through her at this most intimate invasion.

He felt her legs tensing against the sides of his face and her heels digging hard into his back. Then her back arched and a low moan escaped her lips, her thighs trembled and her fists clenched. She flung her head backwards as she started to whimper, and then her vagina began to clench and Ariana found relief, the first of many she hoped, for that night.

Leix drank his fill from her overflowing cup of ambrosia, his eyes still fixed on hers. Slowly Ariana came back down from her powerful orgasm. It had been too long for her since the last time a man pleasured her.

Seeing that she was spent, he asked: "My Priestess, how do you rate the pleasure I gave you?"
 
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Larielle

He kissed my while I was cuddled against his body. It was like magic and my breath grew faster.

"Will you sir? I'm sure you are a marvelous teacher."
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

With such an open invitation from this beautiful young maiden curled so neatly within my arms, I felt a wave of passion sweep over me. Her innocent look and sweet scent had awakened desires that I had long kept hidden and I felt them surge up to the surface.

"There are many things that I could teach you, Larielle, and I would be so very glad to show you."

As I kissed her again, I let my fingers sweep slowly down from her face along her neck and shoulders, then down over her gown. With every inch of her supple young body I touched, I felt her respond, trembling at first but then with a warm passion that mirrored my own. She quivered and sighed deeply as my fingers drew down over her breasts, her thin gown offering a scant barrier to my touch. I could feel the nipples on her small firm breasts stiffen up as my eager finger tips toyed with them.

As my fingers had drifted lower along her body, so did my kisses move from her mouth down to her neck and out along her shoulder. Her skin was soft and sweet of taste.

"What would you like me to show you now, Larielle?" I asked, looking deeply into her eyes.
 
Larielle

His gentle caresses covered every inch of my body and I was momentarily frightened. But then I realized that it was nothing to be scared of, and that it felt good, so I let myself give in to the pleasure of his teachings. His hands rested on my breasts and my nipples grew to the feel of his finger tips playing with them. His kisses flowed from my lips down to my shoulders and his hands moved lower and lower on my quivering body.

"What would you like me to show you now Larielle?" he asked me.

This was going to be the boldest and most unlike myself thing I've ever done. I just needed to hold onto the courage so that I didn't change my mind. I lightly bit my bottom lip. I found the pins on the shoulders of my gown and removed them. I pushed the thin material down my chest and I closed my eyes as the fabric slid past my breasts. The warm air with the cool breeze found my nipples and hardened them further until they completely stood out from my body. I kept a hold on my gown and slowly pulled it down further, over my flat tummy and down to my hips. Still seated on the dry earth, I lifted my bottom and pulled the gown underneath it. I then sat again and slid it down my thighs, over my knees, and completely off of my body. I laid the gown next to me and leaned back, propping myself up with my arms. I left one leg straight across the ground and bent the other at the knee, scarcely still hiding the delicate region between my legs, but my breasts stood free in the sunlight. I took a deep breath and looked over at my teacher with a blush in my cheeks as my curls, golden in the sun, framed my shoulders and breasts. His clear blue eyes looked at me with a love that I truely felt.

"I am a virgin sir, and I have longed to feel what a man feels like. I would greatly appreciate it if you would be my first."
 
Ptolemy

My broad shoulders pushed my way through the gathering throng for the festival. The rich scarlet cloak of battle marked me as a soldier as I pressed my way to the square. Pale blue eyes shone brightly from my sun bronzed face, exploring and inspecting the gahtered virgins. A half smile curled at my lips. Muscled arms adjusted the men from my path with hauty arrogance. The soft breeze dancing with the dark curls of my hair. As my breastplate clinked and thick, long leather fringe of armor's skirt fluttered powerfully about my thighs.
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

The hunger of my passion grew as I watched Larielle unvieled her beautiful tanned body beside me. My eager eyes drank in each part of her as she revealed it to me, her shoulders and breasts, her trim belly and the blonde reaches below, and her long legs. After taking another sip of wine, I eased my body around so that I knelt between her legs facing her.

"Since you are a virgin, I must take my time to prepare you," I said, running my fingers lightly up the length of her calves and thighs.

Her soft tender flesh trembled beneath my gentle teasing touch. I let my fingertips dance their way up and down the length of her body, watching her excitement grow in concert with my own. I raised one of her legs up so that I could begin to trace a string of kisses from her sandaled foot up along the path my fingers had just followed. I licked each bit of skin that had just been kissed, tasting her sweet virginal body that was sweeter than any wine.

Midway up one thigh I turned my attentions to her other leg, kissed, licking and nibbling my way along the length of her until this time my kisses reached near the warmth of her maidenly sex. The scent of her pussy invigorated me and I felt my manhood stirring and swelling with excitement.

"I shall now begin to demonstrate to you one of my favorite words in Latin," I said. "I believe you will enjoy this."

Draping her legs over my shoulders, I bent over and lowered my face toward her sex. The powerful aphrodisiac of her scent thrilled my nostrils and I drew in breath after breath of her excitement. I could tell that she had never been with a man before by the amazed look on her face. I paused for a moment to remember the look in her young eyes, the anticipation and passion that was welling up. There had been women in my past, but none as beautiful as this, and none had been a virgin. I said a prayer to Eros that he might guide me as I took this young woman for the first time.

Keeping my eyes trained on her face I slowly lowered my mouth down to her pussy, inhaling her wonderful scent. As my lips touched her, she quivered, but as she grew accustomed to my oral touch, she began to relax, her head falling back to revel in the pleasure I was bestowing upon her. I licked her warm wet pussy from top to bottom and back again, several times slowly, drawing in the sweet taste of her nectar. When my tongue began to work its way inside her, she began to press herself against me, wrapping her legs about me tightly. My hands reached under her, cupping the cheeks of her ass and raising her hips upward as I worshipped her sex.
 
Diana

He seemed quite shocked at the fact that I was in attendance for the festival.

"You.. you aren't here for the festival.. are you..? Dear girl, you do know what this all involves, don't you?"he spok in a concerned voice.

"Yes dear Beren, I do know what happens at this festival and I am here to attened" I lovered my eyes a bit ashamed of being caught. "You will not tell father will you? he wold be so upset if he knew. It's just that....I have barely even talked to a man but you and I wonder about......well you know"
 
Satine looked at teh basket he offered. The bread inside looked delicious, and sher reached out, taking one in her fingers. The bread was still very soft, and moist, and she raised it to her lips. The liquid sugar ran over her lips as she bit the bread softly, The taste was devine, and she ran her tonge over her lips to get all the extra sugar. She smiled at Bayndor.
"They're delicious."
She took another bite.
 
Larielle

He spread my legs and crawled between them. I quivered as he kissed and licked up the inside of my thighs and I was completely astonished when his lips touched my pussy. I had no idea there even existed something so sexual, let alone that it felt so good. His tongue escaped from between his parted lips and began to run trails up and down the length of my pussy. I laid down on my back, no longer able to support myself and took ragged breaths as he massaged my wet womanhood. I wrapped my legs around him, unable to handle the extreme pleasures this man was providing. He pulled my hips off the ground, holding me up while pushing his tongue further into my depths. He invaded my most inner regions. I had no idea what he was doing, all I knew is that it felt like heaven. Parts of my body that I had scarcely known were there were all of the sudden feeling very pleasureabley explosive and I felt as if the were ready to go off any minute. I gulped down a huge breath, trying to steady myself but it was no good. I felt incredible waves of excitement crashing through my body and into my pussy, where I held them back from release. I closed my eyes and my breasts heaved as I basked in the unimaginable pleasure I was being provided with.
 
His answer was a deep tongue filled kiss as she took his face in her hands.
"Priestess,"
he said, pulling her into the pool,
"you have your obligations for the festival..."

His smile and the presence of his eager erection pressing against her taught stomach under the water led her to think that his satement was not made out of any real concern for her temple duties!
He was hot and hard against her smooth thighs, a thick uncoiled sea snake pressing eagerly against her sex craving admittance to her body.
She did have duties...The priestesses were waiting for her now.
She should....

His warm lips closed over her nipples, she closed her eyes and felt them being sucked into his mouth, between his teeth...
She moaned and parted her legs.
Still moist from her orgasm he had little difficulty in slipping his cock between her swollen labia, and in one long delicious thrust burying himself completely in the warm sheath of her passage.

"Want me to hurry?", he whispered.
 
ARIANA

"Leix, you do know how to satisfy a High Priestess. It was wonderful. Now I will permit you your satisfaction."

His answer was a deep tongue filled kiss as she took his face in her hands. "Priestess," he said, pulling her into the pool,
"you have your obligations for the festival..."

"Yes, I do, but it is not quite time yet." His hardness was caressing her thigh, and made her need to be filled with his manhood unstoppable.

He pulled her back into the water and then his lips were at her nipple, sucking and licking her. She moaned as her legs parted and came up to encircle his waist.

Still moist from her orgasm he had little difficulty in slipping into her, and in one long delicious thrust he was buried completely in the warm sheath of her passage.

"Want me to hurry?", he whispered. "No... yes...." she sighed, "don't hurry too much, but don't tease me either. Oh, Leix, you feel so good inside me. I need you to make me reach my peak in a hurry, but don't hurry to reach yours...." He smiled understandingly.

"How much time do we have?" he asked her. "Enough, we will start when the sun is low in the heavens but not quite gone." Meanwhile his hand was slowly stroking the hidden pea at the junction of her legs, making her moan constantly and thrash around.
 
Ariana's shoulders were pressed against the curving edge of the bath. Her proud young breasts pointing upwards, nipples taughtened, pebbled, delicious playthings for Leix' lips and mouth.
Her thighs gripped him tightly around his hips as he rocked back and forth into her tight, honey slick vagina. His fingers were spreading the pink folds of her mons away from the glistening aching pearl that he was rubbing with tantalizing, almost painful eagerness. She began to push herself forcefully onto his cock with each deep penetrating thrust.

Their eyes held each others with a manic fixation.
He wanted to watch her beautiful face as he brought her to orgasm. He wanted to see it in the depths of her eyes...
IN...OUT...IN...OUT, over and over, relentless powerful thrusts that strained his thighs and sent her back against the edge of the pool relentlesly.

He was sweating, she saw the play of water across his muscles as he drove himself into her. She met him with violent contractions, that sent wave after wave of shuddering pleasure through her body.

"Cum for me Ariana, I want to see you."
His words were whispered, almost desperate for he knew that despite his attempts at holding back he was about to release a hot, uncontrolable, flood of semen into her womb...
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

As my mouth feasted on the dewy youth of this young maiden, Larielle, so did my eyes feast on the beauty of her response to my love-making. Her breathing was quick and deep and her supply body quivered and shook with the throes of her introduction to womanly passion and desire. Off in the distance I could hear the joyful sounds of the gathering crowd in the town, the music of many lyres and flutes playing songs of fertility and love. But the celebration of the others was of no consequence to me now, for here before me was this beautiful virgin, ripe for my taking.

Having said a prayer to Eros, the god of love, asking for guidance in my love making, so did I know say a prayer to Diana, the huntress and protector of young maidens, asking her forgiveness for taking this young woman, for my own passion was now so powerful as to not be denied.

As the kisses from my lips and the pleasure of my tongue brought her close to a great climax, I sucked her clit inside my mouth and twirled my tongue around it. My fingers sought out her hot damp channel of love and worked in and out bringing her to the edge. With one final flurry of movement against her young sex, I felt her body release itself in a seemingly endless wave of pleasure. Her sweet nectar filled my mouth and I drank in the reward of my efforts.

As I lay her hips down on my robe that covered the soft matted grass, my lips traced a meandering path up along her belly, tasting the fresh youthful flavor of her skin. When I reached her breasts and began to suckle them, my hands holding and caressing them tenderly, her eyes opened and a smile graced her beautiful face. With gentle nibbles I teased her breasts to attention, tonguing them tenderly yet firmly enough to bring another round of sighs to her mouth. I could not believe the passion that greeted my lips this time when they met hers, for the smell of her own excitement seemed to spur on her desire.

I rose up from her trim body, still kneeling and drew my toga off over my head, feeling the breeze sweep over my heaving chest. With a single movement, I released my loin cloth and knelt before this maiden now fully naked for her to see. My manhood was nearly fully erect and her eyes widened at the sight. Perhaps it was time that she learned a second new word in Latin.
 
Larielle

I watched, near amazed as he removed his clothing. From beneath his loincloth emerged a huge muscle that he would use to take away my virginity. My eyes widened at the thought of trying to fit that inside of me. I wondered how it could possibly feel good. Enticed by it, I reached out my hand and stroked his cock with the tips of my fingers. I felt it growing and hardening in my hand. I let my fingers explore him, touching the spongy head and squeezing his swollen balls. It was all so new to me. I wrapped my hand around it but found that my tiny fingers would not fit. I licked my lip and rubbed my hand up and down on his sex until it stood hard out infront of him.
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

As I knelt naked before her, Larielle, sat up and reached out to touch me, slipping her delicate fingers around my cock and balls. Her touch was tentative and exploring and told me that surely she had never done this before. Yet there was a loving aspect in the way she reached for me and fondled me, and I felt my cock swell up as my heart beat faster and my mind thought of how special it would be to make love to this young beauty.

"Please Larielle," I said running my fingers through her thick blonde curls. "Do not be afraid of doing to me what I have done to you."
 
Larielle

"Please Larielle, don't be afraid to do to me what I have done to you," he had said, his breathing labored.

I looked at him a bit fearfully and glanced down at his large member. I slowly moved my face down towards it but pulled back. I took a deep breath and lowered my lips until they touched his burning cock. I placed slow, graceful kisses on it with my lips parted and my tongue barely touching it. I sucked on little parts of the hot skin. My tongue slid from between my parted lips and curiously licked long trails down his manhood. I reached one of my hands up to caress his balls while I licked, kissed, and blew warm streams of air onto his cock. Once I had made my way back up to the head, I looked up at him, my tongue still caressing the underside of it. The look on his face gave me reason to continue and I silently took the soft yet hard head of his cock into my little mouth. My lips curled around the large muscle and I sucked on it like a child would suck on it's mother, with deep, slow, rythmic gulps. I took more of it into my mouth while licking spirals on the underside of it. I dropped my jaw and took in as much as my small mouth would allow. The scent of his excitement was intoxicating and I heard him groan while I felt tiny droplets of tasty moisture coating the back of my throat. I moved my head up and down on his cock, sucking harder and faster while massaging it with my tongue. I had no idea what I was doing, I only knew that it must be pleasureable because his cock seemed to be throbbing on my tongue.
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

This amazing virginal young woman took my engorged flaming cock deep inside her mouth, similar to the way I had remembered the trollops of Gaulle treating me. With each movement, as if by instinct she sent wave upon wave of carnal pleasure coursing through me, up from my cock and balls, spreading out from my belly and chest until my entire body was vibrating with excitement. Her lips and tongue and the heat of her eager passion brought such groans and grunts of delight from me, reducing me from a man of letters and a student of poetry to a something more basic and animal-like.

"Larielle, you make love to me better than a woman twice your years," I cried out, my voice shaking, my breath coming fast and heavy. "Oh, yes, Larielle. Yes!"

My fingers wove their way into her hair, following each move of her onto my cock with eager anticipation of the next great carnal feeling. Finally, the sight of her beautiful young face sucking me deeper and her supple young body swaying in concert, I could no longer wait, not wanting to waste my precious seed and strength.

"Larielle," I called out, my voice hoarse. "Are you ready for your next lesson?"
 
Larielle

With one final deep suck, I freed his manhood from my hot mouth. I looked up at him. He was shaking and his body was tense.

"Yes sir, please teach me," I said innocently, gazing up at him.
 
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