Aphrodite & Adonis (Audio Script)

Stories

I can think of nowhere else I’d rather be than right here, right now, lying beside my Adonis in this lovely meadow.

A cool breeze blankets us alongside the gentle sun. Birdsong fills the air and ever so often, we are greeted by a cautious doe or a squirrel.

It’s so peaceful here, far away from the tensions of Olympus and the cruel dark of the underworld.

My skin is chilled from our recent bath in the river. His skin is covered in goosebumps…

I play with him, dragging my fingers along his flesh as they follow my touch.

Humans are so… fascinating.

It felt so good to wash away the sweat from our hunt together… although, I would have loved to lick clean my Adonis’s beautiful body.

The grass tickles my bare back as I turn my body towards his. We discarded our clothes somewhere near the riverside earlier and never retrieved them.

“Exhausted, are you? But I thought youth meant energy aplenty…”

I place my face close to his… and slowly… gently… kiss his jaw and neck.

Taking a human as a lover has shown me they have other perks, too: the soft skin, the tender lips, the vigorous loins.

Mmm, the love-making sessions we’ve had together… he could rival a god, and he knows it.

Of course, there are perks to being a Goddess, too: this youthful body, my wise and experienced mind, my insatiable sense of desire…

He is my latest obsession, my Adonis. I don’t think I’ve ever loved someone this much… and to think he’s a mere mortal.

I’ve been walking Mother Gaia for years and never before have I met a creature such as him, not even on Mount Olympus.

I dread the time when he must return to the Underworld. The world becomes cold and grey when he isn’t around, but there is no sense in worrying about the future. For now, we are together.

“What are you thinking about, my love?”

“You. Always you.”

He offers me a sleepy smile and slides his hand down my side to my hip.

Every time he acknowledges that he loves me, even with little things like a smile, my heart skips a beat. I cannot imagine a world where he doesn’t love me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because… you are mine.”

I love the adorable look of confusion on his face right now. He can always sense when I’ve a trick up my sleeve.

I take in every inch of his body with my eyes and my hands: his bulging arms, thick from shooting arrows far and long with his bow, his torso… defined by the subtle lines of his abdominal muscles. Mmmm, I’ve had so much fun tracing those with my tongue and seeing his cock twitch with desire. And then, those legs of his… so hard with muscle… they make me wet just looking at them… I love to see them contract and flex while he runs. or when he crouches down to slip his tongue up inside of me.

I’ve taught him the art of loving a woman’s body, but I think he may have outgrown my elementary lessons already.

With one quick movement, I roll myself on top of him. He has no idea how much I desire him at this moment.

I kiss the soft skin along the curve of his neck, pouring emotion into my touch in hopes that he will feel every ounce of it.

The smell of the grass beneath him mingles with the smell of his sweat. It makes my pussy clench with desire.

I bite down on his supple skin, unable to help myself.

I suck at the spot behind his ear that always makes him squirm. I want to leave a mark, an eternal one that cannot be washed away.

He tangles his hands in my hair as he tilts his head to the side so I can tease that sensitive spot even more.

I move down his torso, collecting the drops of water that still tremble on his skin with my tongue.

His chest are hard, and I tease them with little plucks of my teeth, knowing just how sensitive they are.

“Oh, fuck…”

His cock grows hard beneath me.

I continue down his torso, covering his tensed stomach with kisses and tracing the shape of his muscles with my fingers.

I can’t wait to taste his cock, especially after it’s been covered in my juices.

I need him. I draw myself further down his body, letting his cock press up against my abdomen. He is so incredibly hard now. The first drops of precum are dripping down his tender head…

“Oh, I want you…”

I place my knees between his legs and very slowly lower my mouth to his shaft…

I lick his entire length with one long stroke of my tongue. He tastes tangy and sweet. I want more. I need more.

I lick around the head of his cock,drawing slow circles as I wrap my hand around his shaft and stroke him in my hand.

He bucks his hips against me, trying to get more of my touch, but I hold him still and steady. I like my lovers when they’re desperate and needy.

“Please… more…”

I see he’s struggling to keep himself under control. Maybe I’ll have to teach him a bit more discipline, but not today. I have no patience for that now, not after restraining myself all afternoon.

I take his cock in my mouth, swirl my tongue around him, then pull my lips away, just to give him a taste.

“Ohh…”

I draw my hand up and down his sensitive shaft, stroking it with light, practiced fingers. As I tease him, I lower my head once more and pucker my lips around his delicious cock.

I pull my mouth away and massage his testicles in my hand. I keep my tongue close to his length and lick again around the bulbous head of his cock.

He’s getting restless. His hands are tensing around my hair as he draws his knees up and spreads them apart. I know what that means, but it’s too soon for his impatient desires.

I separate from him once more.

“No… please don’t leave me like this.”

I love teasing my Adonis. Humans are so fun to toy with.

I can’t help but smile darkly at his unmet desire. The fact that he thinks I will stop without getting my due is amusing, although, now that I think about it… I have teased him for days at a time before. Not today, though.

I crawl around to where his head lies. He looks so innocent, with his flushed cheeks and needy stare, but I know better. He lost his innocence long ago.

I lower myself down onto him, my pussy spread wide in front of his face.

I’m staring directly at his cock and can’t wait to feel him pleasure me while I pleasure him…

“Oh don’t worry… I’ll continue. But first, you need to please me.”

“Yes, my love.”

His tongue explores my folds as if he’s never tasted them before. He covers my inner lips with his, and sends his tongue up inside me.

Oh, god, he penetrates me with his mouth, fucking me with that expert tongue of his…

As he continues to explore inside me, he lifts one of his hands and places two of his fingers gently on my clit.

A jolt of desire shoots through me and I grind against him, forcing his fingers to push harder against my sensitive clit. His cock tenses and grows somehow even harder.

He starts moving his fingers, making circles over my little button of pleasure.

“Oh, fuck! Keep doing that, yes. Mmmm…”

It’s not only his chin that is coated in my fluids now. His nose and cheeks must be dripping wet too.

He takes his fingers away, and I know what that means. He wants to give me my final release with his tongue, and I can’t say no to that.

I lean over so he can easily reach my clit with his tongue. Now I can also reach his cock again with my mouth, and I eagerly take his length into my mouth… feeling his cock at the back of my throat…

His fingers grasp my ass, holding me closer to his mouth.

He flicks my clit with his tongue, up and down again and again, and again!

I devour him while he licks me through and through. I slide my mouth up and down, taking him as deeply as my throat will allow.

I’m so close. I want to passion together with him.

I can read him so well, I know I need to increase the speed for him to get as close as I am.

He curls his toes, and I know he’s going to passion with me… for me… in my mouth. I rub my body against him, edging myself closer to climax.

“Oh, god! Mmmm.”

We’re fucking like animals, here in this meadow, nothing and no one to distract us from each other. It’s so divine to hear him moan.

I can’t take much more! He’s driving me over the edge.

“Yes… Make me passion. Right there, don’t stop!”

My mouth and throat are coated with his thick passion and I love the taste of him.

I lift myself off him, taking his face in my hands and kissing him. The taste of his passion and mine mix in our passionate kisses…

“Wow… could this have been the best hunting day yet?”

I love how silly he is for me sometimes.

We need to get back to his home and prepare dinner with his catch, but we’ll rest a little bit in this gorgeous meadow, at least until the sweat dries on our skin. Neither of us wants to clean this one off.

Maybe by the time we reach home he’ll be ready for the next round.