Ye Gods: The Myth of Erotiki Ormi

[Honey_B]

Hera

Hera felt wild and free. At this moment, she envied the little Nereids. To live a life serving this god… She understood its appeal.

The water rushed around them, providing a glimmering wall of aquamarine. She feasted on her brother's full, wet lips then swirled into the depths of the god's open mouth. Her tongue danced around the moist confines, grazing the roof, touching the inside of his cheeks before intertwining itself with Poseidon's.

Her body clung with warm wet dampness to Poseidon's. Rivulets of water, disturbed by the god's tongue ran down her breasts. Hera dug her fingers into the viridescent muscles of Poseidon's shoulders. His huge green hands circled her slender waist, holding her firmly. Hera used the leverage to wriggle her hips in a little dance, causing the walls of her passage to ripple around Poseidon's sea serpent. Delicious waves of feeling cascaded from the point of contact. Hera throw her head back. Her damp hair slapped her back with a loud smack.

 

[Anakin20]

Ares

"I am freeing you, mortal, freeing you from your mortal coil and mortal morals...you will be my sex slave!"
To illustrate his point, Ares began slamming his large cock in and out of her tight pussy, his hips gyrating in such a pattern that she began to feel breathless. His cock touched her in new and wonderful places. Hard enough to bring out the wanton animal in her, yet gentle enough to know she was cherished and safe.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

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[COLOR=dark red]Mirakus' lips brushed against Hestia's own; softly, gently, tenderly at first. She yielded to him, the kiss deepening and becoming more urgent as their passion ignited.

He continued his gentle movement of the sponge over Hestia's body. Her nipples formed stiff rose-colored peaks against the creamy whiteness of her almost translucent skin. A soft crooning rose from deep within her as the sponge moved lower, over the tops of her legs before slipping between her parted thighs.

She pressed against him, her body writhing with desire as the sponge floated to the surface and the sculptor's hand parted the gate leading to her secret garden. With practiced skill, Mirakus' fingers caressed and fondled her silken folds. Smooth as the marble he worked with every day in his shop, he thought, but far, far warmer to the touch.

She ground against his hand, her hips gyrating slowly. Her desire for him increased. Hestia moaned aloud as his fingers sank into her steamy depths and she clutched Mirakus' thighs, kneading the tensed muscles under her fingertips.[/COLOR]

 

[lynn_bb]

I hang on to him as he slowly moves in and out of me, my body helpless to resist as I moan and kiss his massive shoulders. The pleasure is almost engulfing me as I hear him say, " I am freeing you mortal, you will be my sex slave." I hear the words "sex slave" and my mind rebels. I try to push him away but he just smiles.

My eyes fly wide open as he pushes deep inside me, stretching me and causing great flashes of heat to begin in my vagina. Each stroke seems to bring greater heat and it feels like his cock is swelling ever larger as it drives into me. Soon the flashes of heat settle into my clitoris and I toss my head back and forth as his cock touches the bottom of my passage. I moan in sexual heat as I rake my finger nails across his back, my mouth sucking on his shoulder.

The combination of his cock pounding in and out of me and the rapid flashes of heat on my nub drive me toward a massive orgasm, my breathing becoming a series of rapid gasps. I'm right on the edge, to give myself to this huge God that has brought me such pleasure. My head rolls back and my eyes shut tight as I feel my body surrender, just a few more strokes, a few more heat flashes and I be there-------But suddenly he stops and holds me in place. I scream in protest, "No,no,no, Don't stop, pleaseeeeeee don't stopppppppp", but he holds me in there, denying me what I desperately need. When I look at him I realize that he is laughing at me and I curse him and try to push him away. My fists pound against his chest, but it's like a small child hitting a man and it doesn't even phase him.

I notice a change in his eyes and it terrorizes me. His eyes aren't kind anymore. There is a look of evil lust on his face and I begin to sob in fear.

 

[The_high_king]

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ooc: where art thou Persephone?

 

[scubasteve]

Dinner Time

It has come.........he eats only a tiny morsel of food as he axoiusly awaits Hestia's arrival. He slips into a sweet dream about Evangeline........mmmmmmmm............
In my dream, Hestia was standing beside me and there........standing just a few feet away was the woman for which my heart longs for. Hestia is speaking to us but I can only see her mouth moving........I strain to hear her but it is of no avail. I look over and see that Evangeline is doing the same. Oh Hestia........would that we could hear what you have to say to us.............

He awakes with a start and runs to the door to see if there was someone there..........alas......ther is no one but the birds in the trees........................I look around at the busy people on the street and wonder where my love is and what she is doing right now...............I can see a house in the distance........I rises above the others and stands out as it is a house of a wealthy man. I wonder to myself if that is the house that is owned by the man see is marrying. I can see a balcony that overlooks the street. Perhaps it is the room in which she is staying. As I stare at it, I shake my head and tell myself to awake from this silly dream. You are letting your thoughts cloud your mind I tell myself. I prepare to go back into my haven of a room to eagerly await but first............i must have one last look at this house, tha balcony....................

 

[cgraven]

Longjohnus

Her mouth teased and tantalized as she drove me to a fury, a passion, and a desire that surpassed the storm. Finally Longjohnus could no longer hold the passion and joy that erupted from the stony hardness that now was the center of his universe. All else had faded away to nothingness. Her mouth was all that existed for him. It not only promised fulfillment but peace from the long years of struggle and loneliness. With a burst of passion that was worthy of Zeus Longjohnus reached fulfillment in that heavenly mouth that even know coaxed him to great efforts with it delirious sucking.

Longjohnus lay there spent and content. Her playful tongue teasing and playing with his manhood. She rolled on her side, caught and held his eyes for a moment. Her lips gently brushed his and she was gone.

Longjohnus mind was torn between joy and despaired. Where the gods always to torture him, entice him, only to cast him down to deeper despair?

 

[Basia]

Persephone

Her face flushed, she turned away. "I must be leaving" she mutters, riseing to her feet. She took the first in many long strides towards the door.

 

[captainb]

Mirakus

Her response to his touch overwhelmed Mirakus at first. Hestia's lips pressed hard against his, parting as her tongue slid over his lips, her body pressing hard into him. His hand slipped to her shoulder and pulled her tight, their bodies sliding against each other in the hot oiled waters. He felt the sponge catch slightly against her stiffening nippples, and her soft moan in his mouth was an unmistakable display of desire. Emboldened, he lowered the sponge to her belly, feeling the muscles jump under his touch. Her legs parted, revealing the reddish fuzz floating softly between her thighs. His hand dipped lower still, down the inside of her white thigh and then up to cup firmly against her mound.

Her hips rotated under his touch, and Mirakus decided she was probably cleaner there than anywhere. The sponge, unneeded, floated to the surface as his palm pressed against her, the golden hairs filmy under his touch. Their embrace tightened as her hips arched and he cupped her hard, his erection pounding as one finger slipped with ease between her parted flesh. Here, in her depths, it was impossibly even hotter, wetter, more oiled than their shared bath. His gasped into her mouth at the touch, lowering his lips to her neck, trailing them down her chest as she lay back in his arms and rythmically thrust against his hand. He kissed between her breasts, the soft flesh yielding to the touch, and his nose rubbed against her pink erect flesh.

Another finger joined the first, her nether lips open and yielding to his probes as his mouth closed upon her nipple, savoring the hard bud between his teeth as he gently suckled. All worries of goddess and mortal vanished, replaced by an unquenching lust more powerful than any he had ever known. His erection bobbed mightily between them, sandwiched between their stomachs as her hand clutched his thigh. His fingers slid out of her sex, feeling a pull as though being sucked back inside, and they slipped up to caress the tiny nub that had emerged swollen from its hood. Two fingers flowed over its edges, and he pulled her tight to him, her breast mashing into his face as he sucked harder, the thrust of her hips growing more frantic.

 

[ariosto]

Posey lapped the salty foam from Hera's celestial tits and sucked her nipples until milk flowed. Hera's milk had always made him crazy!
Beckoning for Amphitrite to rise from the depths he gestured her to the other spurting breast and together they drank Hera almost dry. As Poseidon moved to slide his twisting serpent between
her thighs, he gestured his chief Nereid away. Amphitrite began to pout.

"Phite...you are incorrigible.
OK you can stay, I don't think Hera will mind."

"Shoot no!' She smiled, bobbing fetchingly in the waves.
"I always thought your water nymphs were the cutest things."

Amphitrite glided behind the Queen of Heaven and reached around to cup and raise her breasts for Poseidons further attentions.
He grasped his sisters upthrust buds between his fingers and squeezed until in desperation she wrapped her long legs around him and began to massage his throbbing moray eel with her divine and hungry snatch.

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

I stopped her from exiting the door, "now wait just a minute. I want some answers here. I want to know which god, or goddess sent you here! And want to know now!" I was angry at her for hiding something. Something that could be important for me to know. I stared at her long, and hard. Waiting for an answer.

 

[Basia]

Persephone

"I do nae fathom your speach, sir. I was sent by no god or goddess. Do you really think one of the great ones would send the likes of me?" With that, she pushed her way past him, and out on to the street.

 

[Stirling]

Apollo

Ah, there she was, her garment falling away as she walked down to the shore, away from the laurel tree. Such beauty, such perfectly matched, deliciously round little cheeks had their effect on me. I stood silently, watching her, feeling my godhood rising from its throne -- not that she would perceive it, just yet, such were the advantages of invisibility.

She was entirely nude now, and slipped into the soothing coolness of the pool, running handful after handful of water across the shape of her firm, young breasts. Such a succulent young mortal, in body and in spirit.

I took up the gray garment where she had dropped it and wrapped it around my waist, hiding my otherwise nude form, then let the spell of invisibility fall away. She still lay back against the current, her eyes shut, lost in reverie.

I held my hand out to her, standing on the shore, the sun blazing down on my bronze shoulders and golden curls. "Arise, poetess! Your Lord Apollo calls!"

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Euterpes

*walking thru the forest playing my flute for all the animals, going down the trail to the river, I found a nice rather flat large rock to sit upon next to a small pond of clear sea green water, admiring the flow of the water, playing my flute and enjoy the different melodys of the winds thru the reeds a few birds come to join in... sighing and letting the music end, enjoying the last few rays of the sun, soon Artemis would be coming out, I believe it was 3rd quarter moon this eve.... stripping out of my tunic laying it and my flute aside, moving to slip into the cool river water, nipples going instantly hard in the water, letting my hair fall down my back, sinking into the cool water ready to relax with a nice bath*

 

[cgraven]

Longjohnus

I lay in the glad as the day wears on. The dark mood that now grips me deepens, despair grows, then anger. Again I put on the mantel of stoic practicality. Gathering my few meager possessions I make ready to return to her. The only one never to betray me, my little boat. I know she lays waiting for me along the rocky strand.

Lonjohnus makes his way through the forest in the lengthening shadows of the dying day. Cautiously he stops. He senses it more than hears. The light airs of a flute drift to him, calls to the animal within, draw him to it.

On a flat large rock, next to a small pond of clear sea green water she reclines. This creature of temptation, I hate her, no desire her, my mind and soul struggle for control. The flute stills. She strips out of her tunic laying it and the flute aside, moving to slip into the cool river water. I see her nipples going instantly hard in the water, hair cascading down her back, then she sinks into the cool water.

The struggle is over my desire for this lovely creature winning. I am compelled to rush to her, to take her in the flowing waters, but remain transfixed where I stand drinking in her essence in the fading day.

The moon is rising on the eastern horizon

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

Well that was sure wierd. I then shrugged, and went back to my awaiting food.

 

[polywog]

Pueur

I whistled, but no reply. This one is not going to survive the season, I knew. Mother beats me when I come home short. I must find it. Where is that cursed ewe? The woods are darkening with lenghtening shadows, the evening and the wolf approach together. I quicken my pace thru the trees looking high and low.

The light streaming thru the branches turns more golden. I pause, how beautiful, peaceful this glade. How could a wolf lurk here? The golden light sharply streams, and lands to my left, on a figure that glows. A man! I thought the hills were mine alone.
I freeze, I do not recognize him, standing on a boulder over the stream. He bekons, to someone I cannot spy. He is handsome and tall! He speaks, I cannot hear what. Who else would be up here?

A tree 2 leagues ahead may provide a view to the stream,
I steal up behind the tree, just like behind one of my mother's cursed sheep. There! A woman bathes. My heart stops in view of her beauty. I rise under my tunic. I hope I do not smell too much like that ewe. The wind is light but moving towards the strangers.
I am captivated by the events transpiring before me as though a stage was set. I watch her, my hand under my tunic.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Euterpes

*enjoying the cool of the water, cupping my hands and filling them with water, splashing first my face, then my shoulder, arching my back a little into the cool feel, gliding my hand down my other arm, shoulder, rubbing the water against my skin. The moon rose in the east, bathing everything in silver light. Animals start slowly gathering for their evening drink before the wood settles and a new set of noises take over. Splashing water over my body bending down, reaching into the water to pick up a hand full of water lillies, enjoying the fragrance for a moment, then settling back in the water, sitting against the rock, weaving the lillies into my hair.. humming softly and mumbling lyrics of love.*

Artemis's silver light,
Beckons Aphrodite's might
Ares's will brings thought a word
To wonders of ecstacy only thought of

Come play with me in Artemis's light
Come play with me and feel Aphrodites might
Come play with me in ecstacy
Come play with me.......

*finishing up the last of the lillies in my hair, splashing up water to fall on my body, smiling at the riing moon and offering soft song.... slowly lowering my hands, ending my song, and my prayer, and slowly moving to get out of the water, standing on the rock, letting the water drip off my skin, drying in the moonlight*

 

[cgraven]

Lonjohnus

Still as a deer on the forest edge I stand, every muscle tensed ready for flight

I watch her sensual bathing ritual. My heartbeats faster, racing like a scared rabbit caught in the fox's glare.

Her voice as sweet as the nightingale. She sings of "Artemis's silver light, ....
Beckons Aphrodite's might." My ardor grows for her as those sweet , docile tones, draw me to her.

I am unaware of my movement as I glide towards her as a serpent through the grass.

I don't even know her name is she human or a goddess?

Finishing up the last of the lilies in her hair, splashing up water to fall on her body, smiling at the rising moon and offering soft song.... slowly lowering her hands, ending her song, or was it a prayer?

I am but a heart beat away from her now. Slowly I extend my hand to brush her silky tresses. She turns and lifts her face to me.

Artemis's silver light baths her perfect beauty.

I can not move. my breath is shallow. What perfection !

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Euterpes the Muse

*A startled gasp escapes my lips as I turn around to his touch. Your hand at my hair was now at my cheek, your eyes gazed at me so longingly. Your strong jaw was rugged, beckoning, my eyes wide for a moment, licking my lips, closing my eyes, pressing my cheek into your hand, slowly moving forward kissing your lips..pressing to you, feeling the warmth of your body soo close to mine. Releasing your lips softly, gazing into your eyes*

It's you again
I'm glad you decided to stay on the island,
I'm sure you'll find it enjoyable

*wrapping my arms around your neck, presing my wet naked body close, hard nipples rubbing against your chest, sighing softly, whispering in your ear*

The water is perfect for a moonlight dip

 

[cgraven]

Lonjohnus

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her wet naked body close, hard nipples rubbing against me, sighing softly, whispering in my ear, "The water is perfect for a moonlight dip"

I sweep her into my arms. I hold her as she playful flutters her dainty feet in the air. She is light as a feather. I feel her slick soft skin rub against my coarse sunburn hide. We enter the pool.

"What is your name?"...." What do you want of me?"...."Are you mortal of from

Olympus?"...."Please?"

The cool water flows around my hips and groin. It laps at her firm rounded derriere. I let her slid into the water afraid to loser, yet afraid to hurt her.

 

[Ldy Tehari]

Euterpes the Muse

*smiling playfully as I'm picked up in the air. laughing*
I am Eurtepes, giver of pleasure, daughter of Mnemosyne
*caressing your cheek with my hand, feeling the cool water surround my body again*
I'm a Muse
I want only to please you, receive pleasure, and protect pleasure and music

*staying close to your body, sighing softly, letting my hands travel around your shoulders, planting little kisses along your neck, and then down your chest, letting my hands wander your body, playing with your soft curls, and then stroking your shaft lightly. My toungue flicking at one of your nipples, hand stroking your thick shaft, pressing against you*

 

[cgraven]

Lonjohnus

"I am Eurtepes, giver of pleasure, daughter of Mnemosyne" she purrs as her lips brush me with light fleeting kisses.

"I'm a Muse" Her lips travel lower to my chest. Eurtepes teeth pull and tease the hair, darts across a nipple. Its' touch as shocking as that of the eel.

"I want only to please you, receive pleasure, and protect pleasure and music" My body responds like the strings of a lute as Eurtepes' hand find my shaft. It lightly strokes my shaft and it responds with a life of its' own growing in her delicate hand.

I take both her hands in mine. I caress them with my lips. I shiver, not from the chill of the river, but from Eurtepes. My legs are weak with passion for her.
Gently I guide her to the moss covered rock, where first she sat.

I recline upon it drawing her to my side. My lips caress her swan-like neck with the lightest of kisses. They travel down across her delicate shoulders to capture a nipple. Then I suck it , nip at it and roll it on my tongue. I taste its hardness as it responds to my ministrations. Lower I go my grizzled beard rasping along the softness of Eurtepes inner thighs. I pause, to nipe at the tendon behind her knee. My kisses follow the curve of her calve.

Then they travel up wards on her other leg. My grizzled face rubs the downy fur of her triangle. I inhale her sweet fragrance. My tongue seeks the spot, which bring her pleasure. I find it hiding cloaked in its' hood. I suck it into my mouth, like a babe nursing on its' mother's tit.. My tongue probes deeper in to her.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

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[COLOR=dark red]Hestia turned slowly in Mirakus' arms, straddling his legs as his fingers continued to probe. First one finger, then two. Her hips rocked against the motion of his hand until he slowly began to pull them out. Hestia whimpered as she tried to hold them within.

Please don't stop touching me now, she cried out in her mind. And he did not. She sighed wantonly as those same fingers slid around her clitoris, coaxing her aching pearl from its hiding spot. Caressing it. Loving it. No one's hand but her own had ever touched her in this way. Her body was afire with a desire that had been suppressed for far too long.

"Mirakus." Hestia whispered his name aloud as if to assure herself that this was not a dream. "Yes, love," he whispered back as he released her rosy nipple from between his lips and began kissing his way upward until his lips were once again on hers.

Lost in the throes of ecstasy, her hands travelled over Mirakus' thighs and around his waist to his back. She pulled them back, running them up his chest and down his arms and back again. Finally down his chest and between them.

She could feel his manhood throbbing against her belly and she sought it out. Hestia ran her palm along the length of Mirakus' erection, closing her fingers around its thick girth. He moaned aloud as her forefinger smoothed out the creamy droplets gathering on the tip despite the fact that they were submersed in water.

Mirakus looked at Hestia then. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted slightly. He wanted to devour her. Possess her very essence. She was close, he knew but he wanted more. Needed more.

His hands slipped out from between her legs and moved to her hips. He lifted her then, her hand guiding him toward her silky passage. "Hestia!" he called out to her. He needed to see the look in her eyes as he took full possession of her. Hestia's eyes opened wide in surprise, shock and then delight as Mirakus the sculptor pulled his goddess down hard, impaling her on his rampant cock.[/COLOR]

 

[celiaKitten]

Aphrodite

After viewing the contestants in their enthusiastic play for quite some time, the goddess of love, and the patron of all sensual pleasures of the flesh and mind, decided to decend from her lofty chair.

Plain and simple, this goddess needed some relief!


OOC: Hey - Celia here to pick up Aphrodite .. lovely to play with you