Aphrodite's Kiss & the Curse of the Firewater Dream

It is true that the Gods and Goddesses are all-knowing and powerful. It is also true that they are mischevious and coniving. I suppose you really can't blame them. I mean after all, they have nothing to do but watch from above and play us like pieces in their twisted game of chess. This is my story of how the Goddess of love and beauty, Aphrodite and her counterparts, Apollo, Poseidon and Hephaetus created a magical potion called "fire-water," to seduce me into giving into my desires and letting them have my body...
~*~
She saw my darkness; my forlorn entity from very far away
For years and years, she would watch as my heart became black and numb
And how I steadily became more and more afraid
She wondered if I would ever allow another man to touch me, as my heart was endangered in scorn
She was curious to know what my lost moments tasted of...
"Maybe if I enamor her with my passion, then I can chase her pain away"
Said Aphrodite to herself, while the other Gods agreed without shame
"Maybe we can partake of her sacred fruit as well, if only to suck the seeds of misfortune from between her legs"
Said Apollo, with enthusiasm
Once again, the others agreed without shame
Unbeknownst to me that I was being observed from above
I sat grieving and lonely, full of heat underneath of the old willow tree
As docile as a dove
Aphrodite was right though... At that time, I would have never allowed another man to touch me
So, the God's concocted a potion of pure passion and true desire
They simply named it after its' creators..."Fire-water"
Aphrodite carried the potion with her, close to her breasts
Through the heavens, over the sea
She carried it with her to the mountain that I sat upon, under the old willow tree
Amazed by her beauty and taken by her love,
I questioned her intentions
Charmed by her magical demeanor, and the sparkle in her hair
I couldn't quite catch my breathe
"I believe this to be simply uncivilized" is what I had failed to mention
My breath was being stolen by the softness of the air
Inside, my body burned hot with intensity, the likes of which I had never felt before
Her tone was very calm and placid
Comforting and soothing, I never would have guessed
One thing led to another and I was sipping from her flask
Dizzy and discombobulated,
I...
Casually let down my guard
She...
Slid between my legs as smooth as cashmere
Dark clouds consume me in the midst of a starry night
Who was this gypsy lady that threatens to get near?
She placed her hand behind my ear, and drew my lips close to hers
Dangerously near...
I could feel the warmth of her breath against my honey-dew lips
Her hand brushed the inside of my thigh, the other hand grabbing firmly on my thick ass hips
Without putting up much of a fight
I...
Parted my melon- dew lips
I tasted of her sweet Moscotto, cherry flavored kiss
Indulged in the intoxication of that starry night,
I...
Closed my eyes and drifted away into the most scandalous dream of my entire life...
~*~
I awoke to an island surrounded by a sea of gold
Indigo colored waterfalls
A distant land, lost in time
A land of old
Flowers danced on top of mounds of seduction
Although my pussy was drenched in anticipation, my heart remained so bitter...
So cold...
Before I knew, I was being surrounded by a group of beautiful maidens
Gyrating around me, the women held my arms
With souls of enchantment, they empowered me with their charms
It felt as though the hold they had over my body was much too strong to get control of
So I did not fight
The chocolate colored maiden with the plump, round ass parted my legs
She slithered her tongue from my toes to the inner part of my thigh
Sucking gently on the area around my clitoris
I felt such shame for giving into these characters from my dream
But when her tongue flickered rapidly over my waxed lips
I lost control
I wanted to scream
I could not fight these beautiful demons off of me
They took their turns having their way
They had totally consumed me
They selfishly swallowed every last drop of my innocence
Visions of brutes; men with bad intentions flashed in & out before my drunken eyes
It was then that I realized I had been seduced
I had been hypnotized
And Aphrodite,,, graced and poised sat with her legs wide open,
Rubbing herself viciously
As she watched my exploitation violently unfold
I began to feel rage slowly, drip, drip, drip... into my veins
But it was too late
I had lost control
The tightness of my crevice felt the penetration, deep, deep, deep...
A strong tongue found its way down my throat, so I could not scream
With each lurch and pump, I felt violated to the third degree
Aphrodite slid her way through the air to where I lay
I was tired, and sore
I felt so powerless
So deceived...
Finally, it was her turn to lick on me
To indulge is the rapture that had ravaged me
She licked my wounds with such divine pleasure
Bringing salivation back into my lifeless body
And then, once again
As if we were infused together by the darkness of the night
We kissed, and the dream was over
"Sweet Dreams" she said to me
All I could say was "goodnight"
~*~
I awoke to the chiliness in the midnight air. I heard the crickets call and the sound of the wind howl through the mountains as I stood up and leaned against the wheeping willow tree. I could still taste Moscatto and cherry on my lips. The area between my legs was still sore and wet. If it was just a wet dream, I will never know. But the realness; the unbearable madness would remain inbedded in my soul. A reminder to the weak and weary: Never trust a beautiful bitch with a tender kiss and a smile. You never know what kind of Fire-Water you are sipping on, or what dreams lurk in the depths of Aphrodite's bottle...  

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