Ye Gods: The Myth of Erotiki Ormi

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Zeus

"You mistake me and my reasons for being here. It is I that am your servant."

The book Asahi had been reading caught my eye. I picked it up and flipped through its pages, absorbing its contants instantly.

"A fairy tale? A tale of romance? Will that be my gift to you, Asahi?
Tell me what is your hearts desire, and I will make it yours." With that, I bent down and kissed her on her silken lips.

 

[Honey_B]

Hera

Slowly, Hera's mouth inched its way down Hercules's cock until she had the entire piece of half-manmeat down her throat.

Of course, being a goddess, she did not experience the gag reflex of a mortal woman. Hera sucked in, her soft lips gripping the silky skin of his cock as she pulled away. When the bulbous head had escaped her luscious lips, she brought her hand up and cradled his heavy member in her palm.

Hera bent and ran her tongue up one side of the shaft and down the other until she reached his balls. She gently drew one into her mouth and sucked it lightly, making his cock grow more erect if that was at all possible.

"Do you want me to continue?"

 

[faith]

Hephaestus....

He stands there...waiting for my decision....

How much do I want this mortal woman? Morpheus ask much...
I can not have this woman freely in this world. She was tethered to the morals of her people long ago. I can not reach her without his support. Once my word is given there will be no turnng back...

Looking down at my hands. They are the hands of a smithy... she has only felt the her own hands and those of her scribe husband.
I know what I am. I feel the strength of my muscles from the long hours spent at my forge. I have seen my misshapen reflection staring back from the gold that I fashion into armor fit for the God's themselves. My Mother calls me a monster yet my brother's and sister's vie for the honor of my craftsmanship. And this Dark One would ask for a favor as his price...One favor...

Oh Bringer of Dreams, I will agree to your price, but I too must set limits....I will grant you any favor freely as long as you realize that any favor I grant, I grant in my own way....Are we agreed?

 

[Exosus]

"We are agreed."

Morpheus extended his hand, and as Hephaestus clasped it, the world shimmered and became a flat plain of clouds.

"Welcome to the World of Dreams" Morpheus's voice seemed to be everywhere, and indeed, the god's form could not be seen.

"The dreams of your mortal will be somewhat difficult to reach. You must think of her name, and her form and will yourself inside her mind. It may take time, but it is the only way. Remember, you walk in the dream now, and anything could happen to you. Watch yourself my friend."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

[COLOR=dark red]Hestia watched Piero as he spoke of the woman named Evangeline. His face lit up and his eyes sparkled. Her name fell from his lips as the music from the sweetest song.

She had been too long alone, this maiden Goddess of the Hearth and entrepreneur extraordinaire. Even though by no other's choice save her own, Hestia understood the longing she heard in the young man's voice. Felt the love that poured from his heart. She knew that she would help these two seemingly star-crossed lovers.

"I will do this for you, Piero. The marriage is to be held in Mystrasi, you say?" The young man sat forward, nodding his head as he listened. "I will meet you there on the eve before the wedding... Now go. And don't forget to make Hestia's Hearth and Home your first stop for all of your household habilements."

"Thank you. Thank you," Piero gushed as she waved him away, turning her eye and feather duster back to the man who had entered her shop earlier. A fine specimen that, Hestia thought as her eyes caressed his muscular body. Dust. Just looking for dust, she reassured herself as her cheeks turned a lovely shade of red.

"A matchmaker's work is never done," Hestia muttered as she approached the other customer. "Now. Tell me what you are in search of? I can easily help you coordinate the color schemes in your oikos. Will your wife be joining you?"

Gad Zeus! Your WIFE? Why didn't I just come out and... "I have no wife, Hestia. You ARE Hestia?" her customer replied.

No wife? She didn't understand why that made her feel like smiling, but it did. "Then you are in search of a match?" she asked, pointing to the small print on the bottom of the sign. [/COLOR]

 

[Destiny_Brent]

I felt an absence of thought, the great god of storms my servant... the contest, he must be here to ensure I put in my vote for him... not Eros. My head sunk in obediance and i slowly nodded.

But he saw not as he passed over to the feet of the alter. His hand sweeping up the book, I immediately flushed.

"A gift sir... "

I then remembered, a gift! To please you, so you could vote for whichever god pleased you the most with it... but a romance? a fairy tale? How would he give these...?

He bent down bidding me to tell me my secret dreams, I quivered as his lips touched mine softly, not the cold formality I'd known it to be the one time I had been courted. This one was soft and tender, I found myself wanting something more but not sure what. I pulled back and wrapped my arms around chest, my heart felt like it would burst out.

"Great King... I.."

I hesitated and glanced to the storybook,

"I want to be like Sali from the book."

"A simple girl, we're very alike... Wrapped in a land... we don't belong in.."

She smiled softly,

"I want a prince charming to unexpectedly show up, and fall in love with me immediately making overatures to me... "

A long hesitation,

"share that night of passion... "

"and take me back to his palace in the sky. Take me away from this cold, loveless, miserable little island."

I cast my eyes downward and rubbed my upper arms a little nervously, having admitted it... but I so wanted it... and he would make any dream come true... he was a god, of course he could.

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

I grinned, "by all means, please continue. You give head better than Aphrodite herself". I gently pushed her head again. I wanted to see my mother swallow.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Evangeline

I looked down as the servant dressed me, a simple white robe embroidered with blue flowers and trailing vines. Entwined in my hair were fresh flowers of all shades, picked just this morning from the fertile hills near my villa. I could hear my father outside, giving commands in his strong voice, readying us for the long journey to Mystrasi, to meet this dreaded man I was to marry.

Although I put up a brave front, my stomach was filled with winged doves, and my mind drifted back to that mysterious stranger who had proclaimed his love through his eyes to me just 2 nights ago. Brushing him out of my thoughts, I followed the young servant girl to where my father stood outside waiting to take me away to my new home.

As I stared up at the long line of olive trees, their leaves caressing the deep blue sky, I realized this may be the last time I would see my home.

 

[Honey_B]

Hera

She forced herself to devour Hercules's prick once more, taking it all the way in until she felt it hit the back of her throat.

With only Argos claiming allegiance to her, Hera desired Erotiki Ormi more than anything. She wanted to win even more than she wanted to bite this oaf's cock in two when he compared her to Aphrodite. Hera was unable to keep the hate from flaring in her stormy blue eyes.

Not wanting to be outdone by the younger goddess, Hera caressed his cock with her lips as she sucked. She felt him swell and pulsate within her mouth. Hera slid her lips up and down his long shaft while keeping up the teasing suction. His cock was throbbing with such force, it felt like a heartbeat in her mouth. She knew he was eager for release. So was Hera.

 

[Anakin20]

Ares

His visage, stern and dark, did not waver in the face of her bold defiance.
"Xena, you impetuous mortal. What do I want? I think you know the answer to that one. Are you woman enough to satisfy my desires? That is the question."
His lips pursed with a thin smile.

 

[captainb]

Mirakus

A match? Mirakus had not entered the stall with the intention of purchasing anything. But if this truly was Hestia, and who would dare claim to be such if they were not, then he must proceed with care. Close to her now, he saw that her beauty was unearthly, her skin flawless, her scent was intoxicating, exuding comfort, home, safety and... arousal. But her demeanor seemed a front. Uncertainty lay hidden under her modestly rearranged chiton, and a trace of rose had washed her cheeks as she spoke.

"A match?" he said carefully as her eyes met his, his heart thudding hollowly. "I have been seeking a match for my visions, but for so long that I forgot I was doing so." He rushed to explain. "I am a sculpter by trade. My statues decorate many buildings and temples on this island. To this end I employ the finest specimens of the human body to guide my hands and fingers. But until now..." On impulse he reached out and touched her jaw, the delicate line traced under his fingertips. "Until now I was content with my choices. But no one could stand in for you, Hestia." Her hair slid across the backs of my fingers as they trailed down her throat. Her lips parted slightly as she stared back at him, and he was suddenly aware of what he was doing.

His hand dropped, and he knelt before her. "Forgive me, o goddess. Your beauty has overwhelmed me. I... I did not mean to presume. One as you could never stoop to a menial task such as posing for a mortal's trade." Her feet were before him. They were so clean! Not a trace of dust marred the clear nails nor the gossamer hem of her gown. He suddenly felt dirty, aware of how he must look.

 

[scubasteve]

On his way

With the words of hope Hestia gave him ringing in his ears........he makes his way to Mystrasi. He was to meet Hestia the night before the wedding.......that would be tomorrow night...........he sets of, hope filling his heart, making his steps lighter and quicker. He arrives in the village and finds a room to sleep in for the night as it is night by the tiem he got there.... he greets the morning at first light.
what a day it is!! he goes and gets dressed and goes and walks around the town greeting all he passes........waiting for the evening to fall.

he hurries back right before the supper hour.........he wants to be ready for Hestia so he washes and shaves......we sits back and waits eagerly for hestia to come............

 

[Fly_on_the_Wall]

Zeus

"Close your eyes, Asahi." The beautiful priestess complied and I kissed her again. Taking possession of her mouth, I sought out the sweet warmth that was her tongue. I ran my hands over her lithe body, seeking out the delicate slope of her behind. My hands cupped her cheeks, delightly in their sensual roundness.

I teased the young woman into moanss of pleasure before I broke off the kiss.

"Open your eyes, little one."

We were no longer in the temple of Eros, but in a magestic room bathed in the silvery white light of the clouds.

"Welcome to my bedchamber, sweet Asahi."

I smiled at the charming look of astonishment on her face.

"Look down."

Asahi gasped.

"I've dressed you in the Oriental silks of the character from your story. Now, I'm going to undress you if you will allow me."

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

With one final grunt I sprayed me cum down her throat, and stomach. She choked a bit, and some of my cum managed to leak out. Then I had a very cruel idea. I began to walk away, just so I could see how bad she wanted it.

 

[Lustyoo]

Xena

Xena smirked at Ares confident reply and brazenly placed her hand on the material covering his cock. Looking Ares right in the eye she began to stroke.
'Question is Ares are you man enough to take it?'
With that Xena stepped back from Ares and began to slid off her leather and armor. Once naked Xena presented herself for inspection turning this way and that. Making sure that Ares got to look at her body at all different angles.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

'Close your eyes, Asahi.'

I didn't hestiate to obey, immediately closing them, despite my reluctance to take my eyes of this dream... for fear it would dissapear. But as the King bid, I obeyed.

I felt his younge lips once again touch mine, our warmths mingling as he parted them with his tounge... a new custom I hadn't read of... But as his hands cupped my nethercheeks and pulled me to him, my body so frail against him, I allowed a soft moan to escape my lips, though in this we were supposed to show no pleasure. But it was my gifts... and now, now I knew the pleasure that a kiss could hold. Not the rigid formality of procreation.

'Open your eyes, little one.'

Again in haste my lashes fluttered open, focussing on him, glad... he was still here the dream had not faded... perhaps this was true, not a dream at all. But it all seemed so surreal, more so as my eyes cast away from his imposing figure. No longer a temple, this was a marvel unfit for words. A room of light and silver clouds... I must be inside of a dream. This place enchanted me and I felt my bosom heave as my pulse quickened.

'Welcome to my bedchamber, sweet Asahi.'

I could do nothing but stare in complete awe, my lips slightly parted, still from the kiss unable to quite draw my jaws together. My skin tingled... a room straight out of a fairy tale..

'Look down.'

A soft gasp, as I breathed in sharply. My clothes were that of the princess' from far lands.. everything was completely from a wonderful tale of passion and romance... and there before me, my prince, none other than Zeus, god of Gods.

I nodded my immediate consent as he spoke of undressing me. That moment, the characters home finally from their adventures. My rescuer before me... ready to express our love... Images of the stoic positions and horrid straight faces used during procreation flooded my mind and I closed my eyes a moment.. that wouldn't be how it would be... that was no gift.

I looked up at him, Zeus. In a way he was my rescuer, saving me from that dreadful isle, that horrible existance that lacked the romance and lustor of my beautiful tale. A dream coming true...

 

[Anakin20]

Ares

"Excellent," he chuckled. "Aye, woman, I shall take it. Now, bend over in front of me and let me see that wonderful rump of yours."

 

[Lustyoo]

Xena

Xena shivered in delight at Ares words and did as he commanded. Turning slowly, she pressented her back to him and slowly bent foreward, her supple tanned ass stretching deliciosly.
'Is this to your liking?'

 

[Anakin20]

Ares

His response was a sharp smack across her firm asscheeks.
"I don't remember asking you to respond, mortal," he chuckled. His large, powerful hands caressed the silky, yet tough flesh. A finger found the damp folds of her sex and lightly parted them, dipping slightly through the outer folds. He pulled his finger away and raised it to his lips, licking the juice from it.
"Ah, Xena, you always do taste sweet."
The god bent over, grabbing her ass in both his hands, spearing his tongue into her pussy.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Th_F93L.jpg
[COLOR=dark red]"One as you could never stoop to a menial task such as posing for a mortal's trade." Hestia sighed at the mortal's words. Here I go again, she thought. Everyone always presuming what's best for me and not ever considering what I might like to do. Hestia tend the hearth. Hestia bake the bread. Hey, Hes! Can you color-coordinate my oikos? What colors go best with my complexion? What season am I? Well, enough was enough. Didn't I come down here to have some fun?

Hestia looked down at the man kneeling at her feet. Their eyes caught and she realized suddenly that she was combing her fingers through his dark curls. She jerked her hand back. "Dust," she mumbled hurriedly as she reached for her feather duster. "You never told me your name, sculptor."

"Mirakus," he said softly.

Once again she found her eyes drawn to his. Hestia couldn't help thinking that Mirakus might wash up pretty nicely. "I would like to see your work, mort... Mirakus. Will you take me to your shop?"[/COLOR]

 

[Basia]

Persephone, back fromt he dead

OOC:

I just wanted to let everyone know how sorry I am for not being around and not posting. My heart was just not in it. I'm back now though... ^_^ Lets kick some ass.

IC:

Oh Gods I thought He puts his brother to shame!

My head rolled back, and I felt my legs become weak. It would not be much longer before that sweat nectar would flow from me. As my moans increaced, life sprang up all around us. Grass grew into thick patches under us, the trees became lush and green with life. Everything was so warm and sweet with life.

 

[Serah]

Veronica

I step gently across the land sliiping across the tendrils of passion I suddenly taste agony and sorrow so bitter I must focus such passions in another direction. I step to the clearing and note Morpheus's son. He is at his natural state, he is at song. I could use such talents. perhaps were all to isolated what If I brought us all together? One giant gathering of passion , Aphrodite trembled with anticipation of the thought. She would need allies in this endeavor and gentle Orpheus would be a perfect start.

 

[captainb]

Mirakus

His heart leapt as she caressed his hair. She wanted to see his work! He raised his eyes, her face regarding him from above her diaphanous gown.

"Of course!" he said, rising and taking her hand. He noticed her quick inspection of his fingers and nails. Such awareness of another's soil would be the height of rudeness from any other, but he found it impossible to take offense at her. Such reactions were a natural part of her, something that she simply was. They left the market and walked towards his home. He found himself noticing the pebbles he kicked up, the way the dust rose from each footstep. By the time they arrived at his workshop he felt absolutely filthy, and hesitated before leading her inside. She would be horrified, he knew, by the conditions there; the marble dust and chips, the smell of his assistant's labor, the cobwebs that cloaked the corners. But she gazed cooly back at him, and he knew there was no choice.

The feather duster rose as a shield before her as she entered, her so-blue eyes sweeping across the room in judgement. Blocks and pieces of marble, tools, parchment sketches, and partially completed busts and statues were scattered in orderly chaos about the workroom. His assistants stopped their work as they entered. Mirakus quickly shooed them out, telling them on impulse to take the rest of the day off. When they had left, he turned back to Hestia and gestured to a tall block of unshaped white marble in the center of the room. "My latest work, so far." He picked up a scrap of parchment lying nearby. "It was to be a statue of Zeus, one of several on my waiting list."

He took a deep breath, seeing how the chiton had slipped yet again in her distraction. Would that I could know the touch of her! he thought, then flushed as she regarded him. Could she know his thoughts? Before he could think, he blurted out, "Hestia, o goddess so beautiful, would you allow me to immortalize you?" He stopped suddenly, realizing the ridiculousness of his words.

 

[ariosto]

The grass growing in such profusion and so quickly didn't bother him until it began to tickle his mortal balls, he flushed mint green but didn't stop and holding Seph very firmly by the hips, he angled his questing tongue, (godlike now in it's proportions, being hidden from the citizens admiring glances) up into the young goddess slick warm passage.
She spread her legs a bit more for purchase in the fresh new grass, dug her nails into his scalp and tilted her divine pussy right into his face. She could see his eyes twinkling above the soft swell of her mons and feel his eager tongue moving like an animal inside her fevered sex. Her thighs tensed and he felt her contracting around his hot thick tongue, (which in its God form had greater proportions and much more versatility than any mortal hardon.) which he began to move fast and sinuous as a cobra. He opened wide and began to suck all of her, including the shining pearl of desire into the furnace of his mouth.

She began to tremble, to shudder...
Poseidon began to taste the creamy sweetness of her impending
release...divine necter, flow for me now.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

[COLOR=dark red]http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Th_F93L.jpgHestia's eyes swept, literally swept over the workshop as Mirakus freed his assistants from their tasks for the rest of the day. Perhaps better ventillation and a servant or ten to keep after the workmen as they chipped away at the stone would keep the dust to a minimum.

As if of its own volition, the hand clutching the feather duster snaked out to brush away a thin layer of white powder gathered on one of the work benches. Hestia flushed slightly, readjusting her chiton which had slipped once again. She had become quite obsessive about cleaning over the past few millenia.

Maybe she'd contact Asciepius the Analyst when she went back to Olympus. Hestia had heard the others talking about him when she had her hair done last week. He was supposed to be really good.

Mirakus' resonant voice interrupted her mental meanderings. He was showing her a block of marble meant to become a statue of her brother, Zeus. What was it with these mortals and her brother anyhow? Personally, Hestia didn't think he was "all that". No accounting for taste though.

She ran her hand slowly over the cool hardness of the marble as she listened to Mirakus speaking. Her fingers traced the blueish vein that ran along its length. Her breath caught. Her chiton slipped. A blush spread from Hestia's face, down her slender neck to her bared breast and the deep pink buds of her hardened nipples.

"...allow me to immortalize you?" The sculptor's words intruded once again. Whatever was the matter with her lately? Boy did she ever need a break from this rat race. One day among the mortals and her brain was going to mush.

Suddenly she recalled something about a wedding that she was supposed to stop. Hestia couldn't let them down and she did need a day off. But she couldn't go alone. It just wasn't done. She needed a date. Did she dare? YES!

Hestia hiked up her chiton once again. "Mirakus?" she said tentatively, letting his name roll off her tongue like a contented cat's purr. "Would you like to go to a wedding with me?"[/COLOR]