Aphrodite's Curse Ch. 077

As he snaked his way deeper into the labryinth, the aroma of arousal grew stronger and the effect on little Demetrius was extreme. Harder than the marble walls he felt in the darkness, his cock smacked against his stomach as he groped his way through the gloomy maze. Now choking on the the sweet incense of female lust, he jumped as his foot touched down into something wet and sticky on the floor. Moving forward, his bare feet stuck in the warm slippery honey puddled on the floor, the scent of sweet pussy growing maddeningly powerful, making him lightheaded as he progressed. Fear and lust had his head swimming as his feet were coated in Carya's warm nectar spilled on the floor. Turning a blind corner, Demetrius looked down a long corridor to see a dreadful yet incredibly arousing sight at the end of the hall.

Her eyes glowing bright purple in the dark, Carya crouched down on the floor and grinned malevolently as Demetrius came into her view. For years only old men and shrimp dicked boys had entered her lair, and now that the most handsome man in the world was in her grasp, her already supercharged arousal supernovaed into overdrive. The gnawing need tormenting her pussy grew even more painful as she growled in both delight and desperation to feel his lips on her body and his cock in her pussy. He for his part however froze in utter terror at the sight, his blood chilled frosty blue and yet his cock grew even harder as he studied her.

Squatting on the floor with her arms out in front of her body gripping the cool marble, Demetrius could see her clearly as a shaft of light illuminated her body from one of the tiny holes in the ceiling. Even from a distance of fifty feet, it was obvious that her nipples were diamond hard and throbbing, glowing slightly in the dim light. Swinging her breasts hypnotically back and forth as she prepared to pounce, her pendulous tits cast a mesmerizing spell over his mind and he felt as though he was falling down a long well, his stomach churning and his mind becoming disoriented. The overwhelming odor of her arousal choked the air and made his already full balls tingle as they hoped to release their contents soon. His mind torn in a battle of desire to flee or stand, stand won out as his horniness overwhelmed his feelings of terror.

Time seemed to stand still as the two stood and stared at each other down the long dark corridor. The only sound breaking the still silence being the low guttural growling of Carya preparing to attack and the perpetual wet splats of her honey pouring out of her steaming pussy and glopping loudly onto the smooth marble tiles. Both her growls and gushing drips echoed loudly through the labryinth and deafened Demetrius whose ears were throbbing with the sound of his own heartbeat and short breathing . Glowering at her prey, Carya cocked her head and studied him closely as a lioness would a Gazelle. As he began to approach slowly, she suddenly sprang into action.

Demetrius was startled by her sudden movement, and the sight of her rapidly charging him caused him instant paralysis. Launching into the air the full force of her body slammed into his face and knocked him onto his back, temporarily stunning him as she straddled his neck. As he looked up her body towering over his face, despite his terror at her ferocity, he smiled as she was a beautiful yet terrifying vision.

Years of being kept in the perpetual twilight world of the labryinth had made her already alabaster skin even more stark, and now in this low light it appeared to glow blue. Feeling her strong shapely thighs with his hands as she straddled his neck, her skin was a smooth as silk and hot to the touch. Her figure was the ultimate in delicious curviness as her firm rounded ass sat on his chest and her large breasts now dangled over his face. Now that she was right on top of him, he could clearly see the bright glowing eyes staring intensely down at him and framed delightfully by her long silky black hair that dangled over his face. Viewing her up close it was apparent now to Demetrius why Dionysus was so desperate to have Carya returned to him.

As she undulated over his face, Demetrius struggled to breathe as his mouth and nostrils were now completely coated with her copius thick honey. In all of his travels never had a woman gushed like this and had he not been immortal he would have almost instantly drowned as he gurgled through her perpetual flood. Her nails digging tightly into his neck, she snarled and howled as she thrust her pussy onto his waiting mouth. Blisteringly hot and sweet as a melon in summer, he eagerly feasted on her gifts, his tongue slowly snaking up and down her moist lips as she gooed him relentlessly with her nectar. Growls turned into shrieks of pleasure as Demetrius coaxed the first of many orgasms from her honey pit, Carya shaking and shuddering and pulling his face harder against her body.

Outside the labyrinth door Zakita waited anxiously. It had been an hour and the continued loud moaning and panting of Carya made her hopeful that Demetrius truly was the prophesied savior. No man in all these years had lasted more than three minutes in her lair and as hours turned into a day with no indication that Carya had yet killed her erotic prey, the high priestess grew more and more hopeful.

Inside the labyrinth, a small click snapped in Carya's head as the thousandth orgasm surged through her body. This small change in her mind was the first tiny bit of relief she had received since fatefully drinking the nectar of the the Maenads. As she shuddered over the talented and tireless tongue of the handsome man between her thighs, she leapt up off of his face and plunged her silky wet sweetpot onto his cock. Filled completely by his hard manhood she again howled in delight as yet another blessed orgasm radiated out of her body.

Coughing as he fought for air, Demetrius licked his lips dry after they had been drenched so completely in her sweet drippings. As blessed life giving oxygen surged back into his lungs he gasped as his own pleasure was building as fast as was hers. Moaning uncontrollably, the feel of her vaginal walls gripping his penis and milking him into her body caused him to shudder in absolute insane pleasure. Had the curse of Aphrodite not been in effect he knew he would have emptied his blue balls instantly as never had he ever experienced such a sensation before. Gripping him in a deathlike vise, he felt his boiling seed smashing against the sides of his balls as they desperately tried to escape. Every stroke of his cock was pure erotic torment as his very essence was being attempted to suck out of his body, the flood of his own seed smashing hopelessly against the block of his curse. Begging to Aphrodite for help, he felt his mind slowly turn to mush as this erotic sensation was too much for his mortal mind to take.

Carya was also thrown into both erotic torment and absolute pleasure as she relentlessly smashed her body down onto Demetrius, gripping his cock ever tighter with her ravenous pussy. Every vein and bulge of his manhood filled her completely and she felt completely full with his stone hard meat. Grinding her pubic bone on his body, her clit rubbed on his hard stomach as his cock smashed into her g-spot, sending wave after wave of delight through her tortured body. After an hour, and another thousand orgasms, another click snapped in her mind and she felt another small level of relief. Demetrius was harder than any man had ever been in her body and as her rhythm intensified and he panted and sweated between her thighs, she found that she could now cause an almost continuous orgasm to erupt out of her body. Hours went by and more clicks snapped, and the first ray of rational thought began to creep back into her frazzled mind. Screaming more howls of absolute lusty euphoria, Carya knew that slowly but surely she was being healed.

Days turned into weeks and weeks into months as the pair relentlessly rolled on the floor of the labryinth. Each day Zakita grew more and more excited as each shout of joy echoing out of the chamber from Carya was a sign that her restoration was growing closer. As Carya slowly was fucked back into full health, Demetrius too grew hopeful. Each day with Carya had him closer and closer to release as he too felt his own clicks slowly snap open. The cum boiling in his balls slowly, centimeter by centimeter rose up his tireless shaft, his whole body trembling as for the first time in a hundred years he felt his own seed rise out of his balls.

Demetrius and Carya never faltered and never stopped. Either she was writhing over his tireless tongue or pounding her pussy down on his rock hard cock day and night, hour after hour, without rest or stopping. Both would surely have died had not they been respectively cursed by their own unfortunate interactions with the Gods. Demetrius's mind was in a complete fog as he felt his arousal build and build and his sap rise glacially slowly up his shaft. Grabbing her beautiful round ass, he could stand no more and he threw her down on the hard marble and lifted her legs onto his shoulders. Smashing into her with the force of a battering ram, the vacuum like grip on his cock teasing and tickling his shaft as he relentlessly pumped into her. His mind swirling in total insane lust, he greedily licked and kissed her left foot as he felt his balls about to erupt.

Looking down into the loving eyes of Carya, the purple glow was now gone and she sighed in complete satisfaction. The effects of the nectar defeated, she was finally released. Reaching up and caressing the face of Demetrius as he pounded into her, she begged him to give her his seed. Sweating and grunting, he leaned down and kissed her deeply as he continued to pump away. Now dangling on the edge, he moaned as he felt his cum bubbling up his shaft. Demetrius was giddy as he felt that soon, perhaps in just mere seconds he would finally achieve relief for the ache in his balls that had tormented him for many decades.

Standing silently in a shadowy corner of the Labryinth, Ishtar smiled as she watched the cursed couple fuck and suck their way into a total frenzy. Her great wings outstretched, she tweaked her nipples with her left hand and caressed her inner thigh with her right as she soaked up their erotic energy into her divine body. As the Babylonian Goddess of love, offerings of lust and arousal gave her great pleasure, but this was beyond any sacrifice she had ever experienced before. For the past month she had crouched hidden in the corner and watched the pair as they writhed in pleasure, their sexual energy feeding her divine hunger with each plunge of Demetrius's dick or drip of Carya's nectar. Her own nectar dripped on the floor as she drank in the sights and smells of their coupling, her own arousal mixing with theirs into a stew of intoxicating lust.

Slowly rubbing her pleasure nub as she watched Demetrius's muscular ass flex and quiver as he pounded into Carya beneath him, she sighed as her own powerful orgasm flooded over her glowing fingers. Her eyes glowing with arousal, she studied his body closely as his beauty rivaled even her own husband the great God Marduk, and she giggled as she thought about how this mere human was stirring such feelings in her divine love cave. Sensing the rage of his century of denial rising up his shaft, she slunk down onto the floor and spread her legs, preparing her body to receive the full force of the erotic explosion about to erupt. Like a starving man sitting down to a great feast, she licked her lips as she closed her eyes rapturously in preparation for this great treat.

Carya, now healed, looked up at Demetrius and sighed. He was obviously struggling and straining and she could see he was very close to shooting. Kissing him as he pumped away into her body, she whispered.

"Please Demetrius, please release! My womb cries out for your seed, I must have it!" Baring down hard she gripped him even tighter with her pussy and with all of her might doubled the pressure on his shaft, milking him with insane gusto as her vaginal walls undulated tightly up and down his shaft. "Give your seed to me in praise of the Goddess Demetrius! GIVE IT TO ME NOW!!!!!!"

This was too much and finally Demetrius felt the final lock snap open. His boiling cum unstoppable, began to rocket up his shaft. Right as he was almost at the point of no return he could no longer contain himself. Finally on the verge of sweet blessed relief, in great gratitude he screamed.

"OH GREAT GODDESS APHRODITE!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR THIS BLESSED RELIEF AND ACCEPT MY SEED AS MY SACRIFICE!!!"

Trembling uncontrollably as he pumped, Carya once again shrieking in pleasure as yet another endless orgasm erupted from her body, Demetrius could feel himself begin the first contraction of his cataclysmic orgasmic eruption. Right as he began to open his mouth in joy as he was about to shoot, he felt icy hands on his waist violently rip his body, and sadly his cock, from the warm pussy of Carya. Throbbing helplessly on the edge of bliss, he was plastered to the wall of the labryinth helplessly teetering on the edge of the abyss. One more stroke and he would certainly have exploded, but now, instead of the delightful feeling of pumping his giant load of spooge into Carya, he faced a glowering and enraged Goddess Ishtar.

His arms and legs spread out wide as he was helplessly suspended against the cold marble, Ishtar screamed in furious rage.

"HOW DARE YOU MENTION THAT BITCH'S NAME IN MY TEMPLE AND THEN OFFER YOUR SEED TO HER!!!!!"