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Descendant of Aphrodite (butterfly0408/TheLegionary)

Those words sounded as a great compliment to Agatone. He nodded and smiled with great satisfaction. His ego was inflated, he was feeling the greatest man in the world. He had always being proud of his academic skills and his boldness as a soldier of Athens. Now, Callista was making him proud of his own body. How could she have dreamed of him for so long and not even have seen him as a grown-up man? Those thoughts didnt matter. A living goddess was praising him, serving him.

As she kissed his chest slowly, it seemed she was torturing him. His penis, which had decreased in size a bit when she stopped to ask about her performance, grew fast and to a size larger than before. Agatone shiver one, two, three times, specially when she lingered over his nibbles. She seemed to know every inch in his body and how every inch could cause him a huge pleasure and excitement. It was exactly when he ejaculated and moaned for the first time in that night, throwing the cum into the air and then on his belly.

When Callista asked him to turn, he began to turn his back to her, without bothering about the cum in his belly. A request from a goddess was not a simple request. It was almost an order, no matter how sweetly it was spoken.
 
She smiled as she watched him loose himself, but did not draw any negative attention to it by making many comments about it. No she only said in her whisper while she started to kiss over his back, "Let your body give into the pleasure I and Aphrodite give you. Give in as many times as it overcomes you. It is part of the ritual."

And then she was gazing at his firm back. Mmmm, such an ass. She was lucky. Not every descendant returns to find her chosen to be such a fine, fine man. Going back to her task at hand, she covered his back in kisses before gracing the back of his neck with her worship as well. An hour and a half had passed now and she was only half way done. For his legs, she started as his feet tickling the bottoms of them with her lips before moving up, and up, and up, until she was near that firm ass 30 minutes later...
 
“I will give my body for you to cause pleasure!”, Agatone said while finishing to turn his back to her.

At first, Agatone thought that climaxing so easily in front of a girl could be interpreted as a sign of weakness, of lack of manhood. But there was something strange in Callista and he could not control himself. After the first climax, every single touch and kiss of Callista was like a feather causing great pleasure and axiety. He didnt stop moaning while there was any kind of corporal contact between his body and her lips. He lost control and shivered more and more often. He no longer knew whether what he was feeling was pleasure of pain – she could stab him and he would not notice. His large back, much larger than most of men, covered in muscles, was moving out of control. When she kissed his neck, he ejaculated again and moaned loudly as a bull. He was releasing himself and delivering completely to Aphrodite’servant.

Agatone began to punch the bed as if fighting against the huge please that Callista was causing. When she began to kiss the bottom of his foot, he instinctively moved to kicked, but he missed the target - and ejaculated again. He grabbed the sheets in the bed and pulled them closed to his chest. He was nearly crying of pleasure, whispering “how can exist such a creature?”

And Agatone had no idea she was looking at his ass, firm and full of muscles.
 
She was amazed at how many times he was letting himself go. Was it normal? She did not know. The priestesses of the temple had not prepared her for such a thing. Then again, they could not foresee the amazing passion and attraction between the pair.

As her lips came to his ass, she kissed a spiral over each cheek. Callista's lips started on the outside, working their way to the center of one before moving to the neck. Staring on the outside, working their way to the center again. "Can you turn over my lord? To complete the worship? There was not much left to go. The legs and the face..." Which would come first, she would not let him know. Let him guess and hope.
 
Agatone could not resist again when she worshiped his ass. He climaxed again and let himself go in a loud moan. Tears fell from his eyes but as a result of the pleasure she was causing to him. “Dont, dont, dont”, he whispered when in reality he meant “Do, do, do!”

Then, Agatone listened to her request. He was nearly broken. He could not imagine what was to come. His body was shivering, all excited, every single fur, almost every single muscle was rigid and tensed. Let alone his penis which had already ejaculated some times and even so continued large and rigid. Was it a bless from the goddess? Or simply the effect of a strong scent of pharormones exalating from Callista’s body – of course, none of them had ever heard about pharormones but for today’s eyes pharormones could be an explanation.

In spite of all, he didnt hesitate a second and turned over. “Complete what you began”, Agatone said as if ordering.
 
Oh he was in for the best of it still. Callista smiled as she got a look at his cock once again. Oh how she could tell how he was not even at ultimate release yet. Now was the time though. She'd be surprised if he didn't cum after only one more kiss. But even if he did, she was still going to finish what was started. She would finish kissing him. Every inch, just like she promised she would. Her lips kissed him lovingly, every inch of his cock, from tip to base, over his balls then working back to the tip form base to the tip again...
 
Callista had been pleasing (or torturing, this was not yet very clear for Agatone) for several hours. He thought she would kiss his tighs and his face and only after his cock. He was mistaken since Callista moved straight to his groin ...and the love began again.

No whore had made this before to him. Kissing his balls, the tip of his penis, his large, erect penis. At first, his body was just shivering as it had happened before. He began to moan louder and louder. However, the best (or worst, depending on the circumstances) was still to come.

His heart beats accelerated to send more blood to his penis as this was increasing to a size larger than before. At the same time, he was felling pleasure in greater proportion. Callistas was making incredbible discoveries in his bodies. To make things worse, Agatone was decided not to reach the climax again (or at least, so easily) - in mind mind, he didnt want to show "weakness", he had to show Callista how strong he was, she was going to be her wife, he had no doubts about that by that time. That was the moment to show who was the boss.

His abs muscles continued to send shivers to the rest of the body as his groin began to contract and relax faster and faster. Suddenly, his heart failed a beat and the strong man gasped for air. Some other tears dropped from his eyes. He swallowed but he pretended nothing was wrong, he didnt want to show a single weakness for Callista. Repeated shivers were becoming more and more frequent, he was nearly loosing control over his body. He was feelin pleasure with that attitute.

The frequency of shivers were slowly turning into a kind of convulsion - he was trapped and didnt know how to solve it by himself. The way him had blocked the cum and the climax was possibly the cause of the convulsion. His strong arms grabbed each size of the bed as if to decrease the strength of the convulsion - Agatone was in a fight for pleasure. By that time, Callista was seeing a strange mix of pleasure and panic, his eyes showed that he wanted and didnt want help...difficult situation to overcome for a beginner like Callista. Would she have the proper training?
 
Looking up at his face, Callista feared he was actually hurting him. Not knowing if the look was right or if it was wrong. The ritual called for a twist in his pleasure now, and she honestly did not know how he would take it. This was just as much a test for him as it was for her in many ways.

After leaving a third trail of kisses up and down his cock... her lips departed, moving to kiss his legs to finish them. As she kissed, she raised her hands to rest as his hips, speaking to him one word at a time between her kisses, "I... promise... I... will... go... back... and... finish... the... job... I... must... finish... this... first." Her speed of the kisses had sped up so that she could make her way back to his cock once again. Just hold on Agatone. Hold on for me.
 
Agatone listened to Callista’s words and tried to pretend nothing was wrong. A vain effort because it was clear that he was feeling as much pleasure as pain. As Callista began to kiss the inner part of his tighs, his heart failed again and his breath stopped momentarily. What was Callista doing to him? The convulsions in his body continued to increase. All he was listening is to her words. “Just hold, just hold”. Agatone understood he was neither supposed to cum, not to climax at this moment. How hard that was. Callista was more than a sex nymph, but a sex goddess. When Agatone met her again the day before, he had no idea of how much pleasure those lips could cause him. He was enjoying it, even if this was to cause his own ruin.
 
She made as swift of work of his legs and feet at she could before she basically raced her way back to his cock. She could see by then he needed release. Or at least that was what she thought he needed. Either that or a doctor. Or both perhaps?

At long last, she started the finishing touches. Wrapping her lips around his cock, she started to give him the most intimate of kisses upon his cock. Licking his tip within her mouth before her hands reached up and started to massage his balls. Hopefully this would help him out.
 
And Callista’s thoughts were correct. Agatone cummed strongly as he climaxed, moaning as if he were an animal hit by an arrow. An agonizing cry of pleasure and plain at the same. The way she touched his balls was marvelous. Agatone’s heart failed once more. He gasped for air. His eyes shut down, he was nearly collapsing, his body continued to suffer spasms. His 8 pack abs were trembling as well as the inner muscles of his hips. Agatone was falling apart without a single fight. Would Callista have any other hidden secret? What would she want from him? Many thoughts swept his mind as he was climaxing. Deep inside he wanted more secrets, but he was feeling so humiliated – he could not control himself in front of a fragile girl.
 
So much of it was already in her mouth by the time she had to pull away and still there was more! How much did she have inside him? It just seemed to keep coming. Callista swallowed down what she had and then laid herself next to him, gently taking her hand and stroking his face before she leaning in and started to finished the ritual by kissing the last of his body. His neck and his face. Starting at his neck, she was just gently kissing him in an attempt to bring him down from his high.
 
Agatone ejaculated strongly inside Callista’s mouth. Never had he done that before. As never had he done many things that night. And felt many things. After cumming and climaxing, he felt released. His breath slowed the pace as well his hear a bit. The large man saw the gracious Callista moving up, towards his neck and his face. The touch of her lips now had a different effect, almost a healing one, a pain-reliever. His neck and face were covered with sweat, as his entire body. Callistas could feel a salty taste of his body now – the delicate smell of the rain parfum he was wearing when Agatone met Callista was gone.

Soon, he began to feel pleasure in a childish way vis-à-vis what he had felt before. He was again having the same pleasure as before, as if Callista were a mere servant of his, a mere slave girl devoted to his master.
 
Her kisses were slow as she showered his face with kisses. To move from one side of his face to the other, she lightly turned his face so he was tilting his head to one side, looking upon her as she lay next to him. Over his cheeks, his forehead, a kiss on each closed eye, his nose. She saved the last inch of him for his lips. Once ever other place had been kissed, she finally took his chin, tilted her face to the perfect angle, leaned in, closed her own eyes, and was kissing his lips. It was no ordinary kiss. It was passionate and deep. Long as well. It seemed to last forever before she pulled back, slowly. Waiting until the last moment before their lips finally parted ways.

She whispered, "The ritual of the first night... is complete..."
 
Agatone was having a great and calm pleasure with this last part of the ritual. His manhood was still erct and large, his body salty and his abs covered in cum. How good he was feeling, feeling as a rewarded man although he had no idea what he had done to deserve Callista's love.

While Callista was passionately kissing him, Agatone simply forgot everything else. He also closed his eyes and let her perform the task. She had done it so magnificently and the kiss - the kiss was amazing. His body shivered a last time. What a powerful kiss, a kiss which seemed to drain his last power. After a long time, Callista's lips moved away and she said everything was over.

Agatone opened his blue eyes and woke up from the almost hipnotic situation he was living in. He didnt believe it was over. He moved to raise his trunk. He wanted to hug Callista. He wanted to touch her once more.
 
Callista knew then that by the laws of the ritual, really she would leave then. Don her veil and depart until the second night. But... she was drawn to him. She could not leave him now. And so she stayed there, lying beside him, running her hand up and down his arm, cooing to him to bring him back to earth with her slowly.

"I can't stay to much longer," she whispered to him, "I fear what we might let happen if I do. I... I only hope that when this is over, I want every night to be like this one."
 
The sun would rise soon.

Agatone understood the words of Callista. It seemed he was not a mere toy in the hands of a nymph or a goddess. And this made him happier as he cooled down. Every tough of her in his arm helped to keep his manhood erect. He turned his eyes to Callista's and locked: "How could you do this if you are ... a virgin?". Agatone has event thought she was not a virgin but a highly trained whore during some parts of the ritual.
 
She smiled lightly at him and stroked his cheek with her thumb, "Ten years of training. Studying books that gave the highest of details on how to please a man as well as being instructed by the high priestesses that were once in the place I am now. I promise you though, while my touch seems experienced, I am only well taught. You are the first man I have ever touched with my hands and kissed with my lips. And you will be the only one I touch with both until the day I die."

Afraid then over her own attraction to him and her want to finish these rituals all in one night, she leaned in and quickly placed a kiss upon his cheek, "We must part now, each to our own rooms. This room must be saved for tomorrow night." Pulling herself from his arms, she hated to part like this, but she must leave before the sun rose over the hills. Quickly picking up a robe she had placed on a nearby chair, she then picked up the veil she had dropped as well, holding it and holding it in her arms, "For the second night, once again we shall meet in this room. My parent's will arrive to escort you and we shall take it from there." Bowing her head lightly towards him was her parting then, "Good night and good day Agatone. Until we meet in this place again." And then she turned towards the door and was soon gone.
 
Agatone understood what Callista meant. She seemed to confident with everything. At least, Agatone believed her. Every single word. His breath was calming down after every word of Callista and he unlocked his eyes from hers. She had to depart. For a second, he thought she might disappear again, for another 10 year period.

His naked, statuesque body rose to admire her beauty but then he jumped ahead and stayed just a couple of inches of touching her again. "Are you sure you will come back?", Agatone said that in such a lovely and kind way which conveyed a bit of what he was feeling.
 
Callista stopped, turned towards him. A sweet smile crept across her face. Her ruby lips were never as kissable as there were in that moment when he could not kiss them, like a tease. Everything about her was a tease in that moment, even her words. "Agatone, believe me... I would not miss the next two nights for the rest of the world." Then with a teasing sway of her hips, she walked away with the rising sun just starting to peek in the windows.
 
Agatone blinked at her when she confirmed she would be there. When she turned back to her way, he said: "I shall pray for Aphrodite to protect you!" Although his family worshipped Poseidon, he forgot this fact and was beginning to become another soldier of Aphrodite.

As Callista walked away, he smiled and lowered his right hand to his still large penis, grabbing it. The sway of her hips made him thought of how it will be wonderful to fuck. Look at the way she walks! How will she fuck? He released his penis and raised both arms above his head, his hands locked each other and he stretched his arms, chest and abs muscles as if to recover the original size - he thought the convulsions might have made him shorter. A silly thought indeed. In reality, he was to become more than he was before.
 
The day thankfully seemed to pass in a blink an soon the sun had passed over the mid day sky and started to fall once again. And in fact, as the sun was setting, just as she said would happen, her mother and father arrived at Agatone's door, ready to escort him to the room for the worshiping ritual of the second night.

Corinader and Maya greeted him with warm smiles, acting like nothing was amiss. Acting like this whole thing was not at all out of the ordinary. For then, it really was not, they had done this before. They had once been in the same place Agatone and Callista now were. The walk to the room was fairly silent and before long, once again they were before the door to the same room he had found such pleasure in only the night before. Maya spoke then the exact same words his own mother had said the night before. "We may go no further. From here, it is a journey for only you and the demi-goddess." But then there was a slight change in her words, "You must guide her." They departed without waiting for him to open the door.

Within the room, Callista awaited him, sitting on the edge of the bed. Her body draped in flowing cloth like clothing. Wrapped up in a pretty package. Yes, Callista was a gift all ready for the unwrapping.
 
Agatone tried to relax during the early morning but the good memories prevented him from sleeping. Only around noon he managed to sleep until the sun went down. It is not possible to know whether or what he dreamed, but if he dreamed he would definitively remember the night with Callista.

Then, the ritual began. Escorted by Callista’s parents to the very same door of the night before, Agatone stopped there and listened to the words “you must guide her”. He knew he had to show Callista he was as good as she was. He knew she could be comparing his performance somehow. He knew a failure could spoil everything.

Before entering the room, Agatone kneeled and raised his arms above his head. Then, he said: “May Aphrodite help me in this task. Put the right words and conduct me in this task. Guide my hand, tongue and skin through Callista’s body.” After finishing, he remained silent there for about two minutes, trying to remember as many details about how to please a woman as possible. That task was not normally a man’s duty – women were supposed to please men. However, he would have to innovate. He thought about her ears, about her inner hips, about her breasts, about her groin, about the neck.

Agatone stood up and opened the door. There Callista was on the edge of the bed, dressed so beautifully that would cause envy in all the female mortals, let alone the immortals. The wind blowing lightly helped to cause a particularly different impression in her flowing clothes.

Agatone closed the door and turned to Callista in a humble way, as if waiting for any particular instructions she might have.
 
Callista turned her head as he entered the room and smiled. Rising she bit her lip a little and bowed her head to him, "Hello again Agatone."

She had had much of the same kind of day as he had. The ritual called for her to meditate on the events of the first night during the second day and all that did was fill her with feelings deep inside of great anticipation. To recall what he looked like filled with such pleasure. Would he look that way upon the third night when he was inside her? She only hoped she could make him fill that same pleasure again. It have been intoxicating to have such power over him as well! To know the full power of being a woman. But that was not for tonight. Tonight she was not the one with the power. He was.

"Tonight," she started as she indicated for him to come close and sit down on the bed with her, "is the second night of the ritual. It will be not as... well... formal as it was last night. Last night was all about my training under Aphrodite. Tonight is about you. Since you have not had the ten years of training as I have, there is no way that this night... MUST go. Simply, sit here with me and close your eyes. Together we will pray to Aphrodite to guide you in the worshiping of my temple. She will tell you what to do, even if you don't realize it. Her will will guide us both."

Sitting down, she reached her hand for him, "Place your hands in mine."
 
Agatone saw Callista and calmly walked towards her, saying "Hello Callista" and sitting next to her on the bed. He wanted to kiss her but he controlled himself. Tonight, Agatone had to show he was not a silly boy crumbling at the mere touch of a woman. He recognized he was in handicap of at least 10 years of training. He smiled to himself and to her. There should not be anything to fear - Callista was his woman and he should do what everyone does to women.

Agatone listened to Callista's words with attention. He didnt understand what she meant when she said " there is no way that this night... MUST go". Would she be understimating his strength and power? Anyway, whatever she meant, his performance would not let her down. At least, he thought so.

Sitting in front of her and turned to her, Agatone replied weakly "Yes, we shall pray to Aphrodite" as his righ hand landed over hers. At this very moment, when he saw Callista´s curvacious body under her flowing clothes, his breath became more excited, his pupils began to expand, his heart beat to accelerate. Not again the same thing, he thought. Tonight, he would be willing to see the same in Callista as he experienced the day before, not the other way around.
 
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