The Goddess

The goddess

He was walking home from a day of work when he saw her coming down the street towards him. She had just finished working out at the gym. She had just thrown a light hoodie on top of her workout outfit, intending to shower when she'd get home. Her gym bag was slung over her shoulder, the strap of the bag came down across her chest between her breasts accentuating their shape. She barely noticed him, but the sight of her was like a divine vision to him and she became the only thing in his world. As they approached each other, her mind elsewhere, his eyes fixed upon her, he called out to her.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I felt compelled to talk to you. Your whole self called out to me, and if you would allow me, I would worship you. I would drink the beauty of your body with my eyes. I would explore every crease, lump and bump of your skin with my finger tips. I would drink your aroma. I would taste you with my tongue and drink your nectar. And, if you should find me worthy, I would make an offering to you of my own self in return."

She was taken aback. No one has ever stopped her in her tracks like he just had. Sure, she'd been hit on before, but never with such earnest devotion. Transfixed by his declaration, a warmth spread through her body. The post exercise dopamine and the look of aspiring awe in his eyes disarmed her completely. He offered his hand, and she managed a smile and offered hers in return. He held it, brought it up to his lips, took in the aroma of her skin and gently kissed it.

He didn't let go of her hand but instead indicated to her to come with him. All thoughts of their previous plans for that afternoon left them both as they walked to his apartment. As they walked, he could barely keep his eyes off her. A tingling sensation coursed through her skin, reaching every extremity.

When they arrived at his home, he let her in and guided her to a large hallway where an ornate mirror was fixed against the wall that he normally used to check his appearance before leaving the house and to bring more light in the place. There, in front of the mirror, he stood her facing it, and took her bag and gently dropped on the floor, and started his adoration.

As she stood there, watching herself and him in the mirror, he slowly walked around her, one hand caressing her and he tried to take it all in with his eyes. When he got behind her, he came closer to her, swept her long hair away from her neck and gently kissed her. The frisson of his lips and her skin sent shivers down her spine and made her every hair stand up. With her skin tingling she became aware of her heart beating forcefully in her chest. A yearning for his touch overwhelmed her.

As he carried on gently kissing her neck, his hand reached out around her, exploring the curves of her waist and belly, then finding the zippers of her jacket. He unzipped her, revealing her alluring cleavage and the sports bra that she wore when working out. His hands came back up her torso, recording the curves of her breasts, and up to her shoulders where he gently stripped her jacket down her slender arms.

Without her gym top on, the sight of her naked midriff and the tightness of her sports bra pressing against her breasts accentuated her voluptuousness. They didn't speak but his adoring look told her "look at your body! Drink it in as I do. How could anyone keep their hands off such carnal beauty?"

His hands kept exploring her torso, then came down her tummy to the top of her leggings, his thumbs slipping into her waistband at the creases at the top of her thighs. He gently pulled them down revealing a thin seamless panty that wonderfully caressed her ass and navel. How jealous he was of those panties right then!

With her leggings joining her jacket and bag in a pile on the floor, he returned to his worship.

She was helpless. She found herself spreading her legs as she stood there in front of the mirror. She felt her body yearning for the man's.

He carried on gently stroking every curve of her almost naked body, then his hands came to unclasp her bra, fully releasing her beautiful breasts for both of them to enjoy. The thrill of the encounter has made her nipples erect. The goosebumps in her areoles inviting his touch. He gently cupped those plentiful breasts, feeling the weight of them in his fingers. His thumb and forefinger coming together pinched gently on her nipples. The firm but gentle pressure sent electric currents throughout her body.

He carried on just softly exploring her upper body like this, sometimes coming around to stand in front of her and suck her tits into his mouth. Sucking hungrily, nibbling lightly. Then he came back around behind her again and worked his way down her thighs, dragging down her panties as he had done with her leggings minutes before while stroking her legs with his face.

Standing there naked in front of the mirror, with nothing covering her but his hands stroking every curve, she felt the wetness grow and a drip seep out of her labia and down her legs. Her body yearned for his. She wanted to offer her ass to his exploration. She almost stumbled forward trying to push her ass out towards him, only preventing her fall by holding herself up with her hands against the mirror.

Standing like a criminal awaiting a body search, she could see herself in the mirror. Her own hunger mirrored back to her. The glistening of her wetness on her pubes adding to the look of lust emanating from her whole demeanour.

As he crouched down behind her, burying his face between her ass cheeks, he drank in the aroma. She kept one hand on the mirror as she started her own exploration with the other. Loving the feeling of her breasts like she hasn't done since she was a teenager discovering her body for the first time. She started to feel what he felt: a yearning to explore all the pleasures her body could experience.

His hands gently spread her ass, giving him full access to explore her labia and anus with his tongue. He started licking her out, gently at first but growing more hungry and forceful with every lick. She carried on stroking her breasts and pinching her nipples, gently at first but also increasing in force, enjoying the almost painful pinch then delightful release.

After a couple of minutes of his teasing which nearly brought her to orgasm, he stood up behind her and finally began to undress himself.

He was clearly fit and healthy, working out to stay fit as she did, but the sight of his erect penis was all she yearned for right now. There was no need for further stimulation, he looked ready to explode.

He came back up closer to her, his cock slipping between her legs but not entering her yet. He whispered in her ears everything he would like to do to her. She'd never had a dick in her ass, but his suggestion intrigued her. She found herself almost involuntary pressing back against him as he pulled back slightly to allow his hands to explore her ass. His hands slid down to her labia, feeling the wetness making his fingers slick with her pussy juice. He brought his hand back up to her rose bud as his other hand kept caressing her hip.

Leaning forward against the mirror, he ass pushed up and back, she could feel his wet fingers gently probing her anus. Deftly applying pressure and rubbing her ass, a finger eventually slipped in. She found herself surprised that she felt relax as he did allowing him to slip gently inside. He carried on probing her, then added another finger, gently stretching out her anus. She had never experienced anal pleasure before, but she found herself yearning for his hard cock to penetrate her.

Before long, he found her ass was probably ready for something more and he stood behind her, guiding the tip of his cock to her ass. A little spit down her crack was all the lubrication his cock needed. He felt little resistance when her ass opened up to him.

As his cock stretched her hole, she found her hand come down from her breasts and to her pussy. There, her fingers spread her labia apart until she found her clit. She started rubbing it, gently at first, but as his rhythm increased so did the intensity of her stimulation. The hunger they had built for each other over what felt like an eternity but had been a mere half an hour spurred them on to faster and harder fucking, until he was slamming his hips against her ass so hard she would have feared a bruise had her whole mind not given in fully to the experience. As their flesh slapped against each other, his balls slapping her clitoris, the noise of their lovemaking would have surely awaken any neighbours. The yearning inside them both grew until they could hold it no longer.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realised she had given herself over fully to him. As she exploded with her orgasm her ass tightened and he felt his own explosion coming up. The look of ecstasy on her face and the tightening of her ass was all it took to bring about his own orgasm. The experience was almost religious to him as he emptied what felt like gallons of sperm inside her colon. He imagined his seed filling up her intestines and swelling her tummy. She imagined what it would feel like to taste it dropping from her mouth as a glutton might struggle to keep in more than they could swallow. It was all they could do to stop themselves from collapsing unconscious on the floor in ecstatic pleasure.

Eventually they recovered enough to regain an awareness of the world around them. His large but now softened cock slipped out of her sperm lubricated ass. A mixture of sweat, pussy juice and sperm dripped down her legs, making a small puddle in the hard floor. He held her close, his hands cupping her breasts. They stood there, both enjoying the sight of their glistening bodies in the mirror.

After a couple of minutes of enjoying this full skin to skin contact, he again to her hand and guided her to his bedroom.

There, she knelt into the bed, leaning forward, pressing her breasts onto the sheets as she reached back out to spread her ass cheeks. She turned her head back to him and simply said "please!"

She didn't care which hole he took. She just wanted him inside her.

He walked up to her, revelling in the sight. Not believing his luck that his goddess would deem him worthy.

He first gently caressed her ass and hips. Loving their shape. His hands moved up her back, his erect penis rubbing between her labia, softly stimulating her clitoris.

Eventually he took a step back, and when he pressed back against her his cock found no resistance entering her warm pussy.

She felt his erection stretch her vagina, just as it had stretched her anus not long since. She could almost feel his throbbing veins rippling against her tightness. His tip applying delightful gentle pressure on her g-spot.

They moved working their bodies against each other like this for a couple of minutes until the craving for more returned. Then, he pulled out of her, stood astride her on the bed, and crouched down to resume his penetration, like a dog satisfying his bitch.

They fucked a couple of minutes like this, their rhythm and force increasing. Her panting grew into animalistic groans. When he finally announced his approaching orgasm, that was all she needed to push her over the edge.

This time, after what felt like another hour and several gallons of orgasmic bliss subsided, they both collapsed unconscious on the bed. He only managed to wake up long enough minutes later to do her as she slept, his cock still between her legs, his hand cupping her soft warm breasts.

The next morning, when they woke up in the dappled light of a spring morning seeping through the window, they both lay there a little longer, holding on to each other. One of his hands cupped her breast while the other wrapped around her to hold her close. She responded by holding his arm in her, while her other hand reached behind her to grasp his firm butt cheek.

Eventually they both got up and went to shower off the combined musky stickiness of their lovemaking. In the shower they carried on their mutual explorations. They fucked once more then washed each other with a washcloth, reaching into every nook and cranny of each other's bodies. Caressing each other as they went on.

Finally, they realised they had not eaten since hours before they'd met, and the night's exertions caused a hunger that could no longer be ignored. She dressed into the outfit she had worn into the gym the night before, he dressed in a casually smart outfit of his own, and they made their way to the local cafe.

As they sipped their coffees and ate their breakfasts, they started their first real conversation. They both realised that despite their intense physical intimacy they knew nothing yet of each other, not even their names. They talked and they talked, discovering common ground. They opened up to each other, offering their hearts where the night before they had offered their bodies. They were married within three months, and as their family grew, so did their love for each other. Even as their bodies changed with age, the memory of their first encounter fed a lust for each other that made their intimacy grow more and more, such that no other man could have satisfied her and no other woman could have satisfied him. Throughout their life together, he remained her high priest and she remained his goddess.