Aalgott and Athina (2)

(This is a continuation from the previous story where Aalgott meets the praying woman and she asked him for help with her barrenness.)

As Aalgott and the woman approached, his servants stood back and let them pass. As they entered the chambers, the servants approached the woman and asked her name.

“My name is Athina and I am barren though married for five years. I asked Aalgott to grant me access to him in his chambers.”

Aalgott smiled and said, “I will go prepare myself for our time together.”

The most senior man servant said to the woman, “I know of you in the village. You have been faithful to your husband and to your gods.”

“I have tried,” said Athina in a soft voice not looking directly at the servant.

“You are smooth-skinned and beautiful in form. You are worthy to be Aalgott’s first lover and it is our hope that you will bring an offspring into your family.”

Tears once again entered Athina’s eyes and she thanked the servant for his understanding.

“I will prepare you for Aalgott,” the servant said, and he untied Athina’s layered garments. As they fell to the floor, both servants marveled at her form. Her neck was smooth as alabaster and her face shined with the beauty of a woman who had loved deeply.

Her breasts were full and shapely suspended gracefully against the pull of the earth. As the cool air of the temple struck them, her nipples stood firm and skin tingles formed over the tops of her breasts as they cooled. She thought of her husband and how tenderly he held her breasts when making love the the very night before. He was a passionate man and would be a good father. How she hoped Aalgott could give them a son of divinity and royalty.

As the servants poured sun-warmed water over Athina, she felt the dust and burdens of life melting away. Thoughts of her husband faded.

The manservants pressed wet sponges against every part of her. She felt completely pure and clean as they patted her dry with cloths.

The servants applied a light coloring to her eyes saying, “Your eyes are beautiful. We do only what brings out their natural beauty.”

One of the servants approached her with a small box and sprinkled a golden dust over her breasts and neck before placing a robe over her nakedness and saying, “You are now ready for Aalgott.”

When Athina entered Aalgott's chamber, she was astonished by his imposing presence. Despite being little more than a boy, Aalgott's stature and aura were undeniable. His eyes were not those of a child but gleamed with the wisdom of a man. Athina approached with a mixture of reverence and fear, reaching out to touch his hand as a gesture of comfort and friendship.

Aalgott, feeling the warmth of her touch, managed a soft smile that seemed to light up the dimly lit room. They spoke at length, sharing stories and wisdom, their voices a gentle hum that blended with the crackling of the fireplace. Athina listened intently to Aalgott's tales of his childhood, adventure, and early battles, astonished that she had an audience with this boy-man who was considered a god by many.

For hours they conversed, with Athina occasionally dabbing at Aalgott's forehead with a cool cloth. Her motherly care and attention was soothing to his weary spirit. He knew that she was old enough to be his mother, but his mother had died when he was very young and he missed her greatly.

The servants, ever vigilant, stood guard over the chamber, ensuring their master's peace and the privacy of this heartfelt exchange.

As the time passed, the bond between Aalgott and the woman grew stronger, their connection rooted in a deep understanding and mutual respect.

When at last, the Athina could resist his physical presence no more she planted a tender kiss on Aalgott’s forehead. He smiled with the realization that he was about to enter a new chapter in his life.

Athina stood and untied her robe, letting it fall to the floor. Aalgott just stared at her beauty as a deep feeling of vitality surged through his body. He stood and dropped his robe, revealing his toned body, recently oiled by his servant in preparation for this time.

As if not noticing Aalgott’s beauty, the woman extended her hand as she had done in the temple. He looked again at her slender fingers and kissed them once, then twice. Then he drew her to himself, and they embraced in the darkened chamber.

Athina knew that the servants were probably watching them from the doorway but didn’t care. Her thoughts were only on Aalgott and his majesty.

Aalgott caressed Athina’s face and thought of his mother and her beauty. Athina’s face shined as if she might live forever. Surely, he thought, this mortal will never die.

His eyes came to rest on Athina’s breasts, and he admired the shimmer of gold flakes that adorned them.

They embraced again and his eel-like member began to press against Athina’s middle dancing against her as it grew firmer and longer. She glanced down and was surprised to see its length and girth. She’d never known a man with such an instrument of pleasure and procreation.

Athina’s lips tingled with a hunger for Aalgott and without a word, she knelt and began to lick the sides of him, soon bringing him to an even stronger erection.

When it was time, Athina reclined on Aalgott’s bed and spread herself before him. He knew what to do and quickly they were in union together as he towered over her pressing again and again into her beauty.

Athina hadn’t anticipated the feelings that Aalgott’s eel-like member would bestow on her.  Indeed, even Aalgott hadn’t understood his latent powers until he entered Athina. With each thrust of his cock, a divine tingling emitted from Aalgott into Athina, traveling up her spine to the top of her head before seeming to dissipate into the air.

Aalgott had learned well from his teacher who taught him the mental power of intent. He’d learned that if his intent was pure, he could direct a sphere of influence into other objects, across distances, or as he learned with Athine, into another person. Suspended inside of her most sacred place, he thought of her beauty and the love that she’d given. He felt deep compassion for her and felt a longing to heal her body and make her whole. He sensed that the electrical charges dissipating from the top of Athina could be redirected and increased inside of her. He placed his palms over her crown and looked into her eyes as he continued pressing in again and again. He felt the charges tingling in his palms and he directed them back to their source.

Athina cried with pleasure as he continued, each thrusting seeming to increase the pleasure of them both. The servants marveled at the sight of Aalgott. His body, though engaged in a deeply intimate act, held an air of dignity and stature and his head was high and stoic as he pressed in again and again into Athina's accepting body. The servants whispered to each other declaring that Aalgott must truly be a divine being.

As the electrical tingles continued, Aalgott saw a strange thing. Athina’s mouth opened wide as if she were yawning but she was exhaling long and deep. He noticed a putridness to her breath that had been sweet only moments before. She took in a breath and then exhaled again with a sweet-smelling breath.

What just happened? he asked himself. Perhaps Athina had experienced a healing of some type. He’d heard this was in his power but he hadn’t yet experienced it.

At the appointed time when it looked as if Athina might die in ecstatic convulsions, Aalgott deposited his seed in her barren vessel. He smiled broadly as his eel-like cock spewed its offerings into Athina. His offerings were so plentiful that he finally pulled out and let the remaining semen rain on her chest in hot streaks that made her laugh with pleasure. She had felt many pleasures with her husband but never anything as intense as making love to this god-man. Aalgott watched with joy as the same slender fingers Athina had offered him earlier that day caressed his still-hardened shaft.  

When at last the Athina rose to leave, Aalgott’s servants ministered to her and bathed her before replacing her layers of clothing. They told her to feel free to return because a woman of her beauty was worthy of Aalgott. She indicated to them that she planned to return. They observed that she looked like the same woman who had prayed in the temple earlier but now she had an unmistakable glow in her already shining face. One of the servants said, “May we powder your face lightly to disguise the glowing?”

“No, I’m sure it will fade as I walk home,” Athina replied.