Valentine's

Erodicus, The Teacher

I gazed down at the luscious young woman spread before me on my velvet cloak, my long stiff cock glistening from the glorious touch of her mouth, and I slowly bent down to rest on my elbows hovering just above her body. My mouth sought the touch of hers, her hard nipples pressing up against my chest, and my cock rubbing her warm moist maidenhead. My kisses multiplied down along her chin and the soft sweet flesh of her neck and breasts.

I rose up again on my knees and lifted her hips from the cloak, resting her ass upon my thighs so that I could use my hands to introduce my cock to her pussy. She lay before me, her arms above her head, completely surrendered to my attentions. I rubbed the head of my cock on her wet willing pussy.

I had heard frightening stories about virgins before from the soldiers back from the Gaullic war, and from the Thracian uprising, so I said another silent prayer as I began to work the head of my cock into her pussy. I knew that the next few moments required great patience, but that the reward would be greater.

Larielle shivered from the feeling, perhaps a winch from the pain or discomfort, but as I took my time and eased in and out, in and out, she started to relax more completely and soon I felt my cock press in farther, easing past the maidenhead it had stretched into the deep warm reaches of her womb. The sensation of feeling myself fully inside her brought a gasp to my lips. I treasured the look on her face at this moment when the young virginal girl became a woman.

I lowered my body down and kissed her again sensing the feelings that my penetration had produced inside. I prayed that she felt half the pleasure that was now mine.
 
Beren

OOC: Sorry for the delay in response- I worked double shifts all weekend.

"Yes dear Beren, I do know what happens at this festival and I am here to attend," Diana replied softly, her gaze lowering, perhaps to hide embarrasment. "You will not tell father will you? he would 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"

Beren was certain of many things: that sulphur was such a useful element that the smell it gave off when used was worth it, that acids and bases made for interesting and possibly hazardous combinations, and that he had absolutely no idea how he should react to what Diana had just said. He was relieved she had averted her gaze, as he was also certain she would easily see his conflict if she looked into his eyes.

This was the sweet little girl for whom he used to make tiny little potions to make her flowers bloom in shimmering colors. The same girl who had been so delighted when he smiled happily at the sampling of her first attempt at breadmaking, despite the dire need he had to wash the dry thing down with much water. She'd even been so dear as to always greet him first lately, whenever he'd come over for a visit, and would sit with rapt atttention as he detailed his latest findings when no one else had an unglazed eye...

Oh dear gods, she had a crush on him.

Looking at her in an entirely new light, he suddenly realized he'd become the laughingly stereotypical acedemic: so absorbed in his studies that even the affections of a ripe, beautiful girl didn't make it into his reality.

"Oh.. dear Diana, I'm sorry. I.. should have realized that was exactly why you're here."

He paused once more, and then, trying to keep the little girl he once knew far from his thoughts, he smiled warmly.

"Well, someone will be very lucky, when they pull your name. And no, I won't tell your father... but I might not have to! Quick, dear one, stand behind me!"

He flexed his arms out a bit, letting his robes catch the wind to provide more of a barrier to hide Diana with as he spotted her father walking through the opposite side of the crowd. He didn't seem to be approaching, but still..
 
ARIANA

"Cum for me Ariana, I want to see you." he whispered. Even if she had wanted to stop it, nothing could stop the orgasm that started deep in her belly and radiated out to her extremeties, to the tips of her fingers and toes, to the top of her head. She shuddered as waves and waves of pleasure washed over her. her mouth opened in a silent scream, her eyes rolled back in her head, her face and chest flushed a deep red.

All too soon it was over, and Ariana came back to earth. Leix was srtill deeply embedded inside her vagina, and she reached out to him and pulled him in for a kiss. Their kiss was deep and soulful, and when they let go, they were both panting for breath.

"Leix, you have now my permission to spend. This is a fertility festival, so you must spend inside me."

He just nodded his head, and renewed his assault on her, his hardness stroking the inside of her velvet passage. "Before I do, I may bring you to another climax, Ariana". She smiled.
 
Bayndor

He put the basket down and watched her take her first bite. Her mouth was so delicate, so soft. Her tongue slide out across her lips, catching the sweet glaze. The sight nearly made Bayndor gasp.
Just as she was about to take another bite, he reached up. His fingers curled softly about her wrist.
"Here," he said, "slowly...like this." His voice was whisper soft, almost hypnotic.
He guided her hand gently, softly. The pastry slid delicately along her lips, which she opened, taking the pastry inside. The smooth glaze glided over her tongue, caressing it.
Bayndor watched her face, saw the joy dance across her tastebuds, spreading upward, lighting her eyes. He took a step closer, brushing his lips against her ear, and whispered:
"You seem to be enjoying this...."
 
Diana

I jumped slightly at the the news my father was around, for I though that he was out of town on business. I hurried and hid behind sweet Beren feeling his cloak brush against my skin.

I made myself as small as possible behind him but balanced myself against his back letting my small fingers caress down.

"Thank you Beren" I wispered softly to him.

I had always been intruiged by him, for as long as I could remember. I had loved his intelegence and assurance. Father dreamed of my marrying a soldier who could protect me, but I wanted a dreamer like him. He always had treated me out of respect as if I had been one of my brothers.
 
Beren

Beren blinks at Diana's father across the way, only to find that it's not the man he thought it was. Hearing her whispered thanks from behind him, he chuckled.

"Sweet girl, my eyes are used to focusing on books just a foot or two from me, not across crowds. I'm sorry, sweet one, I was mistaken. I'm not sure who it is, but then, I don't get out that much."

Beren paused a moment.

"But if you'd like to stay that close to me, I know I am finding it.. very pleasant."
 
Laertes moved up to the huge platform. He got to his usual spot behind the podium, next to the place where the names now were. A line was already forming of the men. The women were taking their seats at the tables, hoping beyond hope to hear there name.
Despite the crowd already gathered, there was still some time to go. The sun hung low in the sky, but it wasn't gone yet. It was still above the horizon. Already the sky was changing though, in the far west the light blue was turning shades darker. Twilight was approaching.
Soon a loud bull's horn would sound, telling the citizens of town to stop whatever, or whoever they are doing, and get themselves over here. There had been plenty of times when a man and woman just finished as they ran, righting their clothes and making themselves look presentable, only to go a few minutes later back to what they were doing.
Such a joyous occasion.
"Ehhh, Laertes, can't we just point out the ones we want?" he heard a voice somewhere in the group of men. Laughter came up, along with a spurt of giggling.
"In due time," he said, "First we must do the ceremony. Then, you can do all the pointing you want."
More laughter. His eyes sparkled at the man and women. There was nothing more than lust in their eyes. If it weren't for the ceremonies, he was sure they would go at it right here. Not that they wouldn't later. This ceremony was supposed to end in an utter chaos of sex.
Still, the ceremonies came first.
"Should we call them forth now?" in the back, someone held a huge horn up, looking at how low the sun dipped.
"No, give them some more time. People need to finish up, besides, you know as well as I do that the festival starts as the sun sets. Keep your unit in your tunic."
He let out a smile, looking back at the audience.
"Please, we do have enough time, grab some wine, or some bread or meat. It is all back there, and all free. Enjoy yourselves, this is the festival of pleasure."
Indeed, it was.
 
The gratifying sight of her obvious ecstasy, her eyes closed tight, her breasts heaving, thrusting their coraled peaks upwards, the tight violent, shuddering response of her body as she went over the edge and then the warm wash of her creamy spend over the thrusting shaft of his erection drove him wild! Digging his hands into her hips he pulled her hard on to his aching cock and let the all consuming wave wash over him and he was releasing hot loads of his seed into her...

"Open your eyes,"
he gasped, he was sliding relentlessly into her, the way made easy now as his warm semen gushed into her contracting passage.
"Look at me while I cum inside you."
Her eyes opened and he saw the wild fever in them as she eagerly took him, squeezing him for the very last drop.
 
ARIANA

True to his promise, she came again as his seed spurted into her. Waves and waves of ecstacy washed over her, as she heard from a distance his voice saying: "Open your eyes, look at me while I cum inside you."

Bewildered she opened her eyes, while her vagina continued to contract and squeezed him dry. She licked her dry lips and looked into his eyes, seeing his lust and reverence for her there.

At last they both came down from their cataclysmic orgasm, and Ariana smiled radiantly at him. "You did exceedingly well satisfying a High Priestess even though you're not from this land. I thank you, and may you have many more wonderful copulations tonight."

They proceeded to help each other cleanse their bodies and privates, and then she said: " And now we can start the ceremony " , getting out of the water.
 
Ptolemy

The sun was dipping low to the horizon, the air was growing thick with that intoxicating pressure that all held as divine. I cracked a half smile and slid my powerful form closer to the dias awaiting the ceremony to begin. Fingers impatiently drumming on my the folded muscels of my oppisite forearm. The sounds of the crowd rustling through my sense. Ears waiting for the signal.
 
Larielle

His cock rubbed against my pussy and I felt him beginning to work himself into my tight, virgin hole. My muscles tightened as he pushed into me and I felt my innocence floating away in the breeze. I laid back, endulging in the pleasures I was being given. The massaging of my inner walls with his cock was extraordinary and soon, I was arching my back, my body wracked with another orgasm. He leaned down and kissed me while my womanly juices surrounded him. My breathing was heavy and my pulse, high. I felt a deep lust in my body for my teacher.
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

My kisses covered her kips and cheek and neck as I thrust my cock deeper and deeper inside her. Her tight pussy was lush with the juice of her passion and drew me again and again to please her and myself.

Burying myself deep inside her, I held her body close to me and rolled over onto my cloak, letting her feel the openess and freedom of movement. She shifted her knees downward as if by pure instinct and passion she could begin to rock up and down upon me.

My hands never left her body, touching and caressing her smooth skin and firm young breasts as she sought another heaving wave of pleasure. As she rocked back and forth I knew it wouldn't be long till she would summon forth my seed.

"Perhaps," I cried out with our tense passion constricting my voice. "It is time for your final lesson in biology before we must gather at the square, for my time draws near Larielle."
 
Satine gasped lightly. . . she had never been hit on before, and she wasn't quite sure how to respond. . . Instinctually, she moved closer, pressing her body against his.
"Is everything you make this good?" she lightly bit her lower lip.
 
ARIANA

While Ariana and Leix got dressed, the priestesses left the bath house, and gathered all the people in the town square. Then they went back to the Temple to wait for Ariana.

The Mayor got up on the podium to give the opening speech.
 
Bayndor

She pressed in closer. Bayndor could feel the soft curve of her breast, warm against his arm.
"Is everything you make this good?" she asked.
Bayndor stood for a moment, quiet and still. He gazed into her soft, blue eyes.
"I guess that all depends on what you like. Being good is all relative. But with you..."
He let the words hang as he slid his fingertip across her lips, wiping up glaze and crumbs.
"...I would certainly hope that everything I make is wonderful."
Bayndor pressed his finger to her lips, gently pushing the tip inside.
"Is there anything in particular that you'd like to try?"
 
Leix followed the High Priestess out into the lantern filled night. Passing couples who could not wait until the official start of the festival.

He wondered how many of the girl's he would enjoy before the cock crowed.

"I'm going to the square, Ariana."
He kissed her.
"Maybe we'll meet again before the night's over."

The square was full of young people, their faces flushed with expectancy.
IN an hour everyone here would be honoring the Goddess with the flow of their orgasms.
The SEED of renewal would dampen the warm grass all around.
 
"But if you'd like to stay that close to me, I know I am finding it.. very pleasant."

"Beren, I would love to be at your side for the evening, but don't scare me like that again. You know what father would do if he found me here"

I watched as people started to gather in the square. Everyone single was here. Many I did not recognize. Soldiers and merchants all mingling in harmony. I watched wide eyed as they mayor spoke to ease the tensions of the crowd. I did not understand the extremity of why they were so anxious. I felt Beren guide me through the square with a light touch along the small of my back. Never had I been touched by a man in such a way. It was soft and lingered a bit in a sweet caress
 
Beren

Beren smiled softly, lstening to her plea to not scare her, and guided her gently, with a light touch through the crowd that seemed to daunt her even more than it did him. She really was a beatiful sweet girl, and he chided himself again inwardly for missing that until now.

"You see anyone you like? With so many, you'll likely not have me as your guide in the carnal arts."
 
Larielle

All I could muster out was a stifled moan in response to his last question. My body trembled as he pumped into me harder and faster and gave a groan for a warning. There was no pain in my first experience, only pleasure, and as he slammed into me one last time, he shot a giant blast of his burning, hot cum into my previously virgin hole. It seemed like a never ending river of pleasure creating rapids in my body and it ran through my insides with unbearable excitement. As soon as I was filled, the thick, white cream flowed out of me and down onto his long cock. When we were both done, he pulled out of me and I collapsed onto his strong chest, heaving. "You're a wonderful teacher sir," I said to him, still laying on his chest while looking up into his blue eyes.
 
Satine gently sucked on his finger tips.
"I would certainly hope that everything I make is wonderful"
"I'm sure it is." just then, teh Priestess signalled the crowd that she was ready to start. Satine stepped back, "it seems that we are about to start" she said. "perhaps we will. . . meet up later?"
 
Erodicus, The Teacher

"Oh, but Larielle, only the best of students bring out what is best in a teacher," I said as we lay together spent from our little lesson in the orchard.

For several moments we lay there close together. But soon off in the distance I could hear the sounds of speeches and announcements being made as the festival was beginning.

"Perhaps it is time for us to return to the town square and join the others," I ventured.

As we got up and dressed I could not help but steal glances of this beautiful young woman and offered a prayer to the gods that they might not look badly on this indescretion. The smile and rosy appearance of Larielle told me of the pleasure she had experienced and that she would be looking forward to many more. As we walked out from the orchard, I paused by the gate.

"Larielle, thanks be to you and good wishes for the evening," I said. "I hope that you enjoyed today's lesson."

I pulled her close to me for one last sweet kiss. After we each took one last sip of wine, I slung the strap over my shoulder and we hurried back to the square where the festivities were in full swing.
 
Ptolemy

The high preistess appeared and a thunder rose formthe crowd, I plucked a goblet of wine from a passing tray and sipped contently as I waited. The sheer tension was as if the crowd were an army, poised, waiting for the trumpets to comense the battle. Of course, the similarity was there. Soon there would be bodies flying and screams filling the air. But in an all different cacauphony.
 
Bayndor

His finger pulled from her lips with a little "pop"
"Perhaps we will. . . meet up later?" she said.
Bayndor's lips curled into a sweet smile. "I would certainly love to see more of you."
His gaze dropped, traveling slowly down along her body, taking in the wonderful curves...then moving back upward, finally settling on her eyes.
 
"Ladies, and gentlemen," his voice was like velvet, loud and yet not harsh. He spoke of an elegant man, taught with the lessons of the council and life.
"We want to thank Jove for this wonderful night that has accompanied the celebration. Nice and warm, clear for the stars and the gods to see our thanks for tonight."
He clasped his hands together, looking out at the crowd. So many young ones, this would be a night to remember, for them all.
"Once a year, we get together for many reasons. Renewal, celabration, sacrifice, and thankfulness. We all come together, as a group, bonding under this exchange, loving one another. This is a festival of love, passion, lust, and understanding. Here, we take each other as equal's, and that is how we will leave as well. Hate and indifference will be the death of this world, but love can stop that. Here, we try to at least bring it out among our communities."
He nodded, showing that things were going to begin. From behind him, the horn sounded. As the final rays of the sun dissapeared over the horizon, Laertes looked up at the sky.
"And now, without further ado, to kick off the beginning ceremonies, here is our High Priestess Arianna."
From out of the corner of the market, the crowd began to part as the caravan from the temple finally arrived.
 
Diana

"You see anyone you like? With so many, you'll likely not have me as your guide in the carnal arts."

"See many I like but I'm scared that I might be with one who will not like me." I watched a man take a goblet of wine watching carefully.

"Beren I wish it would be you, For I know you would not hurt me. What if someone does?"
 
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