Goddess In Love

Andrea wasn't sure when it happened but it happened. The moment she'd slipped his hard, throbbing cock inside of her; a blazing fire of desire flashed through her eyes which only in turn seemed to drive Adonis to continue with passionate ferver.

She whimpered and moaned in pleasure as he began lifting her up and down on his cock. Andrea had never felt anything so, so incredible before. It was truly like having sex with a god or close to it at least. It started slow but continued to build in speed making her louds echo through the trees.

The ripples of water splashed over against her body as her lips parted. Adonis had begun dipping her slowly near the water and for a moment, fear shot through her but just as quickly as the fear had come, it disappeared. For some odd reason, she knew he wouldn't allow her to be hurt. "A-adonis, feels so ....ohhhhh...." she moaned as she gripped his strong biceps tightly. Her eyes fluttered open and shut.

She began pumping and grinding against Adonis as he slid deeper and deeper inside of her. Her cleavage bounced and jiggled with each grinding motion that she made. Her pussy attempted to milk him, to bring forth his orgasm.
 
IC: Adonis

"A-adonis, feels so ....ohhhhh...."

"Aphrodite," He said lowly as he brought her up to kiss. Tongue twined with hers, teeth grazing her full bottom lip. As they did his hands lowered to cup her buttocks and raise her up to the tip of his penis so he could push inside to the tight paradise of her sex deep and fast like a wild and furious bull. "I am yours, forever and always my love, my goddess."

The sun was coming just peeking over the horizon as Apollo's chariot began its journey across the sky heralding the rising of their passion and the approach to the zenith of their immortal climax.

Aphrodite was the goddess of love, and Adonis devoutly worshipped her the way she liked best-with love and passion.
 
"I am yours, forever and always my love, my goddess."

Andrea gasped sharply into the lust driven kiss. The feel of his teeth grazing against her lip drove her mad! Little whimpers slipped into the kiss as he began pistoning in and out of her dripping woman hood, fast and furious. As he did so, Andrea continued kissing him with a passion she didn't even realize existed inside of her.

It was as though she were some other person, if only for this brief moment. Never in her dreams did she think she'd be having sex, in a river just as the sun was coming up. It was any normal girls fantasy to do something this romantic.

Still, the fact that he thought she was someone else bothered her immensely. the harder he pressed on, the closer Andrea came to her orgasm. Her whimpers grew louder and louder as her whole body began to tingle. She shuddered against Adontis and it wasn't long until her juices flowed along his cock.
 
IC Adonis

"I am yours, forever and always my love, my goddess."

His hips rocked driving his cock as hard as an iron bar and as insistent as a battering ram at the gates of troy. They were making ripples in the cold glassy water of the pool. Adonis ran a hand up her spine under the wet strands of glorious golden hair over the nape of neck to cup the back of her head. To keep her eyes locked with his. He stared up into her deep hazel eyes looking down into his.

She was beautiful like this. The rise and fall of her body as he plowed his cock within her furrow. The tremor of her breasts. The catch in her breaths. The fluttering of her eyelids as he pushed her higher and higher into the realm of pleasure she called home.

"Aphrodite, you are loved, now and forever," He said softly to her. "Come with me."

He gritted his teeth groaning as muscles blessed by the gods grew taut with tension pushing into her tight sex. He ascended the hieghts of paradise and erupted like a hot geyser within her.

He held her for a moment wracked by the after-effects of his orgasm, but eventually he carried her from the water in his arms. He lowered her to the grass of the meadow in the warm morning sunlight.

Adonis lowered his head and planted a brief kiss to her lips. "Always and forever, my goddess."
 
He continued giving her promises of loving her forever. Reality seemed to push its way forward after his explosive orgasm and his announcement of love. He continued calling her Aphrodite and every fiber of her being screamed that she was NOT this Aphrodite. She was not the goddess of love and beauty.

How was she to tell him that though?

Was she supposed to say something like, 'Oh yeah, I forgot to mention in the throes of our orgasms..I'm not Aphrodite.'

It could work.

Taking a deep breath, she whispered, "I'm not your goddess..."

Seeing the look of confusion on his face, she sighed "Don't get me wrong, I want to be your goddess. I mean, this Aphrodite is one lucky woman but you've mistaken me for someone else. I mean, I have no problem with you thinking I'm this..Aphrodite chick, okay well actually I do but, I think it's only fair you know the truth. I am not Aphrodite. My name is Andrea..."
 
IC: Adonis

He laid down beside her running slow fingers up the side of her gorgeous body, "Always and forever, my goddess."

As she lay naked in the grass of the meadow she took a breath and her words came out a tremulous whisper, "I'm not your goddess..."


His brows rose in confusion, "What do you mean?", Was this another dream, or some sort of enchantment that was placed upon him, or was she actually an imposter.

"Don't get me wrong, I want to be your goddess. I mean, this Aphrodite is one lucky woman but you've mistaken me for someone else," She said with a sigh, "I mean, I have no problem with you thinking I'm this..Aphrodite chick, okay well actually I do but, I think it's only fair you know the truth. I am not Aphrodite. My name is Andrea..."

"Your name is....Andrea," His eyes wrinkled as he tried the unfamiliar name she gave him over his tongue, "Is this some form of a jest, Aphrodite? Are you playing games with me? How can you be someone else when you look the same?" His head lowered over her stomach. His tongue extended tracing over her midriff from just below her breast down to her navel. "How can you be this Andrea when you react as Aphrodite would to my tongue and my touch," Fingertips slid up the inside of her thigh and up to her sex. "You look like Aphrodite, you smell like her, you taste like her, there is a maddeningly erotic hitch in your voice when my fingers touch your skin like my goddess...yet you say you are not her...but this Andrea?"
 
"Your name is....Andrea," His eyes wrinkled as he tried the unfamiliar name she gave him over his tongue, "Is this some form of a jest, Aphrodite? Are you playing games with me? How can you be someone else when you look the same?" His head lowered over her stomach. His tongue extended tracing over her midriff from just below her breast down to her navel.

"Ugh! My name is NOT Aphrodite." She shivered though and out came the moan that was not helping her case at all! "Oh, wow...that does feel...NO! L-look Adonis you have the wrong godde--no, woman..you have the wrong woman I am Andrea. I come from the 21st century and..."

"How can you be this Andrea when you react as Aphrodite would to my tongue and my touch," Fingertips slid up the inside of her thigh and up to her sex. "You look like Aphrodite, you smell like her, you taste like her, there is a maddeningly erotic hitch in your voice when my fingers touch your skin like my goddess...yet you say you are not her...but this Andrea?"

HE WAS NOT FUCKING LISTENING TO HER!!! Not only that, just as he'd described, her voice hitched as she tried to focus on what she was saying, "Yes, lover..." she whispered, her eyes turning a bright glowing blue for a quick second, before she shook herself out of whatever had just happened.

"I-I mean, no! Look. I'm telling you the truth. How can I say this so that you'll understand. I am noteth Aphrodite but I am but a mere...mere..." what is the term for human again in mythology? God, she couldn't remember. "I'm human, okay?" She said, pushing his hand off of her leg. "Hu---man." She repeated slowly.
 
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IC: Adonis

"How can you be this Andrea when you react as Aphrodite would to my tongue and my touch," Fingertips slid up the inside of her thigh and up to her sex. "You look like Aphrodite, you smell like her, you taste like her, there is a maddeningly erotic hitch in your voice when my fingers touch your skin like my goddess...yet you say you are not her...but this Andrea?"

She moaned as his fingers grazed over the moist lips of her well used temple of passion. For a second she looked at him beautiful azure fire shining in her eyes. "...Yes lover...," Came the soft whisper of his goddess, but then it was gone.

"I-I mean, no!" She said the fire all but vanished and her voice different more plain. "Look. I'm telling you the truth. How can I say this so that you'll understand. I am noteth Aphrodite but I am but a mere...mere..." She paused a moment and then continued, "I'm human, okay? Hu---man." She pushed his hand away from her.

"You have never told me no before," He said beginning to wonder if she were truly this Andrea person after all. "Perhaps what you say is true. How is it you have come to me here?

She explained once more what circumstances brought her to his meadow campsite.

He rose up in the meadow stretching in the morning sun, "If you are this Andrea person, a mere mortal from many ages ahead in the future then I shall take you to the oracle at Delphi. She is the only one I can think of who may help you return to the time you came from." He held out his hand to help her up, "It is many leagues from here. We should best be on our way....Andrea.
 
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"You have never told me no before," He said beginning to wonder if she were truly this Andrea person after all. "Perhaps what you say is true. How is it you have come to me here?

Andrea bit back a sigh of frustration at having to retell the story of how she'd arrived there. She did so anyways though, making it into a short summary. She'd been at a historical museum and had been looking at the Greek Mythology statues, specifically the one of Adonis and Aphrodite, how when she touched the statues she was pulled into another world, this world.

"If you are this Andrea person, a mere mortal from many ages ahead in the future then I shall take you to the oracle at Delphi. She is the only one I can think of who may help you return to the time you came from." He held out his hand to help her up, "It is many leagues from here. We should best be on our way...Andrea

"Wait!" At his curious glance, she sighs, "Um..is there anyway you can put your clothes back on...um..your...your toga?" She paused for a brief second because it appeared as if he did not understand, "You see, in my world...its kind of...weird if you walk around in the nude. Wait, where are my clothes?"

And then she remembered, she'd arrived...naked. "Nevermind..."
 
IC: Adonis

He rose up in the meadow stretching in the morning sun. "If you are this Andrea person, a mere mortal from many ages ahead in the future then I shall take you to the oracle at Delphi. She is the only one I can think of who may help you return to the time you came from." He held out his hand to help her up, "It is many leagues from here. We should best be on our way...Andrea."

"Wait!" Andrea cried.

His brow wrinkled in confusion at her objection. "What is it?"

She sighed, "Um..is there anyway you can put your clothes back on...um..your...your toga?"

"You really aren't my Aphrodite." He looked down at his naked body still wet from their lovemaking in the creek. "She was always in favor of me keeping my clothes off."

"You see, in my world..." She explained, "...its kind of...weird if you walk around in the nude."

He pointed at her, "Only if I were the only one of us without clothes on."

"Wait, where are my clothes?"

"Fortunately for you, my lovely Andrea from another time," He said holding out a toga from the sack he carried, "I thought to bring a spare." He handed it to her although it was a man's toga and the top would leave her right breast bare to the air. Though that was not something that would normally concern Adonis. He would enjoy watching Aphro-make that Andrea's-heavenly breasts swaying and bouncing as they traveled.

Once done he raised the toga he had worn and discarded in the grass putting it on without any hint of modesty if Andrea was watching.
 
Andrea stared at the spare toga. It was designed for a male. She looked down at her lack of clothing and decided it was better than nothing. She put the toga on with part of her breast hanging out. He mentioned something about seeing the oracles. She'd read about them but not much, yet she felt like she would know them when she'd seen them.

She watched as he put his toga on, with no hint of modesty. She bit her lip and averted her eyes, yet couldn't help looking at him every now and again until he was finished.

Clearing her throat, she forced a smile, "Thank you.." Though part of her certainly felt a slight bit of disappointed now that he was covered, which was odd because..she had just asked him to get; had she not?

"So, how long will it take us to get there?" She said, after they'd been silent while walking.
 
IC: Adonis

"Fortunately for you, my lovely Andrea from another time I thought to bring a spare."

After he slipped on his toga he turned to look back on her. Even in a man's toga she was stunningly beautiful, the very image of Aphrodite. Strange how this woman who said she was not Aphrodite could be so much like her.

"Thank you.." She told him forcing a smile fragile and vulnerable, which Aphrodite was not. Adonis stood there for a long second staring at her entrapped by her beauty. So much like Aphrodite yet in small ways not the goddess he remembered. "So, how long will it take us to get there?"

"Delphi is several leagues from here," He told her, "It will take us three maybe four days to get there from here provided we do not stop for long on the journey."

He pointed to a white horse tied to a nearby tree. "You may use my horse, Andrea. I will walk."

With that she climbed on and the two of them traveled west by northwest towards the mountain of Parnassos and Delphi, the heart of Helias, the navel of the Grecian world. Where the priestesses of Apollo, the Pythia, would tell Andrea how she would find her way back home, and perhaps tell Adonis what happened to his Aphrodite.

As they traveled Adonis tried not to look up and noticed the enticing way the motions of the horse underneath shook Andrea's breasts. She was so much like Aphrodite, yet so different.

By nightfall of the first day of their journey they reached the coast of Achaia and if they could find a boat the next day they would be able to cut their journey by at least a day for Delphi was across the water from them. He collected some driftwood off the rocky beach and started a fire for them.

There he staked two of the last of his dried fish for their dinner. A cold wind started to come in across the bay. Fearing Andrea would grow cold he offered. "Let me hold you, Andrea, to keep you warm for the night."
 
Andrea had never ridden a horse before, so she found it very surprising when she was able to get on it without any difficulties. The ride was rather silent. She figured it would be, after all...she wasn't who he thought she was and she well, she didn't know him at all. It was like getting a ride from a stranger! She only hoped that this oracle would be able to get her back home.

They reached the coast of Achia, how Andrea knew this; she wasn't sure but she didn't make any comments about it. She didn't want to confuse Adonis even more so. It was bad enough that he'd believed that she was Aphrodite.

As he collected wood for the fire, Andrea just sat there. She was a bit unsure of what to do. She ate her fish once it was prepared and cooked. At the suggestion of letting Adonis hold her, she bit her lip nervously. She wasn't certain she should allow him to do that. Then again, it was extremely cold. It was much colder than Calfornia, that was certain.

"Alright.." Andrea stood up and moved towards Adonis, sitting closer so that he was able to hold her.
 
IC: Adonis

"Let me hold you, Andrea, to keep you warm for the night."

She got up and walked over to him. "Alright.." She settled next to him, and he wrapped an arm around her to hold her tight to his body.

She felt and smelled like Aphrodite. They sat watching the fire. The wind picked up over the bay with a keening gail making the fire gutter. It was fortunate that they were in the lee of a hillock so it sheltered them some what from the bitterness of the gale.

"This is a dreadful night. Hades' own breath is on the wind." To her he whispered. "Wrap your arms around me, Andrea. We should share our body heat as well as my blanket as we sleep."

They huddled together for a long silent before he finally asked, "What is it like-the age you come from, Andrea? Do men still honor the gods there?"
 
Being held in his embrace, Andrea smiled. This felt so...right, so familiar. It felt the same way when they coupled...erm, had sex. Biting her lip, she shook those odd phrases from her mind. Coupled? God, it wasn't like she was trapped in a romance novel..well, not really. She still wasn't certain how she'd even arrived in ancient Greece.

She wasn't even aware how she'd arrived there in front of this odd man. Maybe this was some odd kind of dream or something. Still, being this close to him felt familiar. So incredibly familiar. Everything about him did, actually. The way he smelled, the way he felt, the way he touched her. It was like she stepped into a former life.

If she believed in that sort of thing, that would've been Andrea's guess. She did as requested and wrapped her arms around Adonis. Even in this position, it felt incredibly familiar.

Mine came an odd thought. Shaking that from her mind as well, she focused on his question.

"Gods? Um, well...I guess you could say that. I mean, there are gods...not like Zeus or anything. I dont think people even believe in Zeus anymore...plus its in America..." Should she tell him that his whole world was nothing more than a myth in her time? Probably not. "Some people don't even believe in Go--erm, Zeus at all.."

 
IC: Adonis

"What is it like-the age you come from, Andrea? Do men still honor the gods there?"

"Gods? Um, well...I guess you could say that. I mean, there are gods...not like Zeus or anything. I dont think people even believe in Zeus anymore...plus its in America..." She replied,"Some people don't even believe in Go--erm, Zeus at all.."

"Don't believe?" He asked incredulously, "Surely, you are teasing me, Andrea. How can anyone doubt the gods in this Amiraka place you speak of? Do they not see and feel the power of the King of Olympus with every bolt of lightning he splits the sky with in every storm. Have they not heard of the oracle in Delphi who speaks with the voice of the gods themselves? How could they not look upon you and see the beauty of aphrodite reflected back upon them?" He shook his head in exasperation, "I say these Amirakans are fools, and the gods will justly punish them for their hubris."

Seeing that his words had riled up emotions he had not thought they would in himself he took a moment to settle down his wrath no matter how justified such wrath those fools in distant Amiraka. It was surprising to him, but the thought of Andrea who looked so much like his beloved Aphrodite lived among them, and these Amirakans did not see and know the beauty and truth of a goddess's, his goddess's, existence was an affront to him.

"Perhaps we should slumber now, Andrea," He suggested, "We have a long journey ahead of us in the morrow." He pulled her in close as he lay back so she lay against his arm curled around her. "Things shall look better in the light of morning."
 
His vehemence toward America was huge! Andrea didn't think he'd take it so offensively but apparently he did. She pursed her lips and said nothing more. Finally after a long moment of silence. Adonis spoke, which was a relief. She was pretty sure she'd need his help to get back home.

"Perhaps we should slumber now, Andrea," He suggested, "We have a long journey ahead of us in the morrow." He pulled her in close as he lay back so she lay against his arm curled around her. "Things shall look better in the light of morning.

She nodded and curled up into his nice, toned body. Being in his embrace brought back feelings that she was unfamiliar with. Well, she wasn't that unfamiliar with that lustful feeling but there was more to it than just sex. Again, it felt like she'd been searching for that lost puzzle piece and he seemed to fit perfectly.

Closing her eyes did no good. Instead, she saw images; images of a bulky man who wielded iron together, forming tools. He was not very pleasant to look at but he seemed familiar as well. He also seemed angry. For the rest of the night, Andrea found it hard to sleep, let alone close her eyes.
 
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