The Greek Tale
This little story is set in ancient Greece. We are slaves and work in the Temple to Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Our duties are to clean the temple and assist the high priest in the ceremonies. The high priest is a very powerful man, both physically and politically, he is over 7 feet tall and very muscular with long flowing blonde hair. For most of the ceremonies he wears a mask but when he removes it he reveals a strikingly handsome face which is made up with eye kohl making his eyes appear to be burning coals in the flickering lamplight of the dark temple interior.
Sometimes, before a special ceremony, we have to anoint the high priest with oil. He will stand in the middle of the temple and allow his robe to slip away from him and stand impassive and motionless like a statue of Hercules as we anoint his muscular body with precious oils and perfumes. The lamp light casts shifting shadows over his strongly muscled torso, making his body look like it is bursting with primordial energy from within.
While we are anointing him we obviously pay special attention to his magnificent penis and balls. His cock is thick and long, it is difficult to get our hands around it even when limp. It is wonderfully smooth and when we peal back the skin we expose his monsterous glans, shiney and purple like a large plum. His balls hang low the size of duck eggs and we each love to roll them in our hands within there hairless velvety sack.
We both have to be completely naked to do this for our priest and while he never gets an errection, I always do! I love standing there in front of him, my cock telling him that I am his to do with as he will. But he never moves, just stands like a bronze statue, not even blinking he is so deep in trance. After we have finished we often fuck each other but I can only fuck you up the arse, as you have to remain pure to keep your highly privalaged place as temple hand madden. While I am fucking you you moan the Priests name and tell me you wish it was his monsterous cock inside you instead of mine and we both have terrific orgasms.
One day I have to go to the market to buy more special oils and perfumes. I find the apothocaries shop but he is busy with another customer, a well to do lady in her 30s. I look around the small dusty shop, the sunlight making golden shafts of light in the room which play over the many bottles and jars kept on shelves which line the walls. There are all manner of multicoloured potions and oils, some have herbs and special medicinal plants infused in them, some even have snakes, lizards and small birds in them. I'm fascinated by all these as its the first time I have been trusted to go outside the temple. Even given my fascination I cant help bu overhear the ladys conversation with the apothacory. She is talking in code but I can easily make out what she is saying. She is refering to a problem of a personal nature concerning her husband, who is considerably older than she. She says that she has had a potion from the shop before, and although it did work to a certain extent it was not fully effective. The apothacory knew what she meant and said he had just the thing. He takes one of the glass jars from the shelves, it was yellow and had herbs and what looked like a couple of whitish coloured carrots floating in it. He fills a small glass vial from the jar and hands it to the woman, but with a word of warning "This is very potant, Maddam and you must only use it in the smallest of quantities. Simply rub a few drops into the, erm, effected area and you can be assured of instant and most impresive results" With this the lady pays and leaves the shop. I tell him that I have come from the temple to pick up some special sacred oils. He says he knows and tells me to wait while he prepares the order. With this he leaves through a door at the back of the shop hidden by a curtain from the main store. With this I seize my chance and quickly remove the jar from the shelf. My hands are shaking and I can hardly get the oil into the vial and some is spiled on the floor. I just manage to get the jar back on the shelf as the man returns to the room woth a package containing several large bottles and jars. I can hardly wait to leave the store, my head is swimming and my legs are like jelly but I manage to keep things together and make it back to the temple.
There is to be a special cerimony that evening and I am shaking with antisipation. We again go through the sam anointing ritual, covering the priests body with the oils and perfumes I brought from the shop earlier. But this time as we bagin to oil his beatiful cock and balls I slip a little of the special oil over our hands. You start to gently and tenderly massage the oil over his manhood, running your hands over its lenth and then pulling back the foreskin to reveal his wonderful glans. You massage it between your palms as if you are washing your hands with a piece of soap. Meanwhile I am paying attantion to his massive balls, rollong them in my palms, engoying there wieght. All is going as usual and I'm rather disapointed. However, sudenly the monster starts to stir and grows in your hands. You are mesmerised by it, growing hard and thick and long in your hands, it is so thick you can hardly get both hands round it and it must be over 2 feet in length. I am watching in ammazement, still holding his balls in my hands. Slowly and tentertavely you move your lips towards the massive phalus and opening your mouth wide you slide the Priests massive cock into your mouth. You close your eyes in pleasure as you suck on the masive dick, wanking the shaft as you greedily lick his pre cum from the end. You draw me close to you and remove the cock from your mouth and gently slide it between my lips, it tastes wonderful with the special oil on it and I'm in heaven, tasting dick for the first time.
Sudenly the Priest awakes from his tance and roars in rage "What have you done you fools. The goddess will be angry with you, I am only for her!" Lightening flashes round the temple and thunder shakes the walls. The priest throws us to the ground and we quake in fear before him. He takes hold of us both and flings us across the altarour bellies against the hard cold stone. He parts your legs roughly and thrusts his monster cock into your virgin cunt and you yelp in pain and fear. He can only get about half of it inside you but starts to fuck you viciosly. I watch in awe as his massive cock invades you and stretches your cunt lips to breaking point. But suddenly you stop sobbing and start to groan in pleasure and the huge cock slides further and further inside you, the cunt I could not touch was being invaded by the Priest inch by inch. It seems like the magic oil had other properties, not only did it breath life into the Priests cock but it also stretched your cunt so you could take him! I kneel behind the priest and take first one then another of his balls into my mouth and roll them around as best I can, then my tounge snakes up his perineum till it finds his arse hole which I greedily eat, my tounge probing his anus. He groans in pleasure and thrusts deeper, his cock now totaly inside you, all 2 feet of it! You are screaming but in pleasure, not in pain. You are calling for me to come to you so I leave the Priests ass hole and come round to you. You grab my cock with wanten lust and plunge it down your throat which I fuck readily, spit roasting you. After a few minutes of this you take my cock from your throat and tell the Priest you want to be on top so he manoveres so he is on his back on the altar and you are impailed on top of him. He picks you up in his massive hands so that only the tip of his cock is in you and then drops you, your magically distended cunt sliding down his pole. He does this again and again until you are limp like a rag doll and fall forward against his muscular chest. Seizing my chance I move behind you and slide my cock into your well trained arse and then we are fucking you together, first he thrusts and then I thrust, faster and faster we fuck you and you are wailing in joy as orgasm after orgasm rips through you. I feel my balls tighten and I shoot jets of sperm into your bowels and then withdraw and get a wounderful view of your distorted cunt lips as the priest cums and jets of white cream stream out between your cunt lips and ris monster cock.
You are exhausted and spent, but there is no rest, no loving glow, no peacefull period of calm. The Priest withdraws his still hard cock from you and a pint of his cream pours out of your cunt and spils on the floor. He drags us accross the temple and still naked he throws us out into the storm "Go now, you fools! Pray to the goddess that she spares your worthless lives" and with that he flings us out of the temple. We flee down the hill, naked, frightened, alone. We are slaves without a master and the Goddess Aphrodite, once our generous mother now or mortal Nemesis. We have lost everything, we have nothing. Nothing but the vial of magic oil I still have in my hand