Sucking Cock in a Greek Sanctuary
It felt like I had been transported back in time to an ancient Greek Sanctuary, with my young guide, eager to experience all that the area had to offer. We quickly found a secluded nook away from prying eyes and it was there, in this place of worship to the gods of old, that we engaged in some of the most intimate acts I have ever experienced.
I felt every inch of his strong masculine body, with the sun blazing down on us as we explored each others presence with our tongues, and lips, and finally his cock, thrusting deep into my usually inhibited mouth. I felt the power of our connection, the tautness of his skin brushing against mine and all my inhibitions faded away as I felt my lips take in all that he had to offer.
What had started out as a simple exploration of an ancient site soon became an unforgettable and highly erotic journey of debauchery, one which we shall never forget.
Table of Contents
- 1. An unlikely Meeting Place
- 2. The Taste of Forbidden Fruit
- 3. An Explosion of the Senses
- 4. Learning to Appreciate a Sacred Sensuality
- Wrapping Up
1. An unlikely Meeting Place
The melody of the cicadas is what woke me up that morning. I squinted my eyes as the yellow, orange and purples of the sun seeped through the thick foliage, ever-so-slightly illuminating a sliver of my surroundings. I lay my head back down to rest some more, however, before I could close my eyes, I saw it. A tall, decisive figure appeared in front of me. He was dressed in a thick, white toga, draped in a stunning manner that clung ever-so-elegantly to his shoulders. He looked down upon me with a piercing gaze, both inviting and intimidating at the same time. His locks of brown hair and deep blue eyes captivated me, and I found myself sitting up, mesmerised.
“This is a temple of Zeus,” he said, “one of the few remaining in this region. I come here often for…sanctuary.” His eyes lingered on mine as he spoke, and with a single step he was by my side. His hand lightly grazed my face, before entwining in the nape of my neck and pulling my lips closer to him. His kiss was deep and passionate, and with it, an irresistible heat emanated from his body. His free hand proceeded to caress my chest and abdomen, before finally stopping at the waistband of my underwear. He tugged them down, causing my cock to spring out, full and erect. His touch was gentle but persistent, and soon enough I found his warm lips wrapped tightly around my shaft.
His tongue slowly licked up and down, savouring every inch of my hardness as I gripped onto my toga. His movements were skilled and gentle, and he moved with a smooth grace. My breaths became more and more uneven as his head bobbed up and down, faster and faster. He applied extra pressure to the tip of my shaft with every swirl of his tongue, and eventually, I could no longer contain my pleasure. I moaned with delight as I let out my orgasm in a powerful surge, my hips thrusting wildly as I completely surrendered to the bliss.
He looked up at me, a proud and satisfied smile on his lips; a smile that have granted me my very own sanctuary in the temple of Zeus.
2. The Taste of Forbidden Fruit
- Finding Someone
It was in the middle of the night when I stumbled into the old Greek sanctuary, a place that I had heard whispers of before. Knowing I had ventured into forbidden territory, my nerves pushed me towards what I had recklessly searched for. Everything around me seemed to vibrate with energy; I could feel each corner vibrate with a warm, inviting sensation – I knew then that I couldn’t turn my back on it.
Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself to seek out whatever would be waiting for me, and before I could hesitate I heard a whisper from the other side of the room – soft, somewhat uncertain, yet tempting. I knew there was someone else in the sanctuary, and I knew it was what I was looking for.
- Arousal
Nervously, I glanced around the room before making my way closer. I could feel my pulse racing, my heart thrumming with the thrill of the unknown. But as I stepped closer, I saw the figure more clearly – tall and rippling with muscle, hinting at strength and power. I felt my arousal rising inside of me, a shiver of electricity coursing through my body as I stepped forward.
I could see his eyes glittering in the darkness, a look of expectancy and desire that sent a wave of heat over my body. I felt my mouth twitching with a half-smile, my instincts pushing me towards him as I stepped into his embrace. Our tongues connecting, his lips drawing me in as I tasted the forbidden fruit.
3. An Explosion of the Senses
The whitewashed walls of the Greek sanctuary offered me a refuge and I offered it my gratitude. I was struck by the visual beauty of the scene, but more my mind craved the indulgence of my senses. As I sauntered through the dimly lit corridors I felt my senses begin to awaken; the tingle of anticipation ran through my veins, altering my breathing and way of being.
My expectation was electrified and my desire held captive when he came into view. His perfect lips, soft and full, found mine and a deluge of passionate desire flooded my world. The pleasure of his kiss was so intense it became torture and I found myself pulled closer into him. I felt my skin prickle and quiver and my tongue yearning to explore his mouth. He then placed his lips where I wanted them the most and my moans filled the shrine with a deep carnal resonance. His tongue explored my cock with delicate obsession, his breath coyly caressing my foreskin as he eagerly delighted in every inch of my manhood. I felt the intensity of his desire for me with each gentle swirl, each flick and luxurious licking of his tongue. I snapped into an explosion of sensation and I felt my thirst for him vanquished, lost in a sea of ecstasy.
4. Learning to Appreciate a Sacred Sensuality
I ascend the steps to the ancient decoding and part the heavy marble doors, suddenly entering a world of devotional tranquility. But I could sense a burgeoning arousing energy. Small white marble urns stand tall and hold floating candles, dancing eccentrically, large paintings stand on the wall depicting gods and ritualistic conquests. Soon I find I am surrounded by a snow white marble statue of Apollon, placed in one corner with wings spread wide, and I recognise him from my ancient Greek studies, tenderly beckoning me closer.
My mission here tonight is two-folded, both liberation and gratification, I am ready for both. With my bare feet I stand facing the imposing god, he is redolent of something greater than this world. But soon I stumble from my reverie as I feel another presence behind me, strong arms wrap around my waist as his lips press against the back of my neck. His spirit merging into mine while we soon enjoy the contours of the god’s body in whole with our entwined lips. He guides my hand into his trousers until I feel the heat of his shaft, I draw closer and realise my purpose here in this sanctuary, to worship with my mouth and appreciate a sacred sensuality. My tongue bathes in the masculine flavor of precum as I use my lips like a vice to please and deliver relief. As I suckle with joy until I taste the elixir of satisfaction upon his shaft, only then do I understand the sanctity of his pleasure.
Wrapping Up
The taste of salty Greek sweat and masculine musk linger on my tongue, as I step away from the sanctuary, my eyes adjusting to the night as I wrap my hands around my own body, reflecting on the deep pleasure of my latest adventure. My heart rate gradually slowing, but my heart full, I walk away savoring the feeling of having found something so special, and so uniquely erotic in this beloved place.
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