0 comments/ 24936 views/ 3 favorites The Priest of the Goddess Ch. 2 By: bamboomoon After Sandl left I enjoyed a few precious sunset moments with my parents on the porch overlooking the Inanna River. My mother brought us some fruit drinks and I had to admire her beautiful multi-colored dress that barely covered her shapely buttocks. The golden ornament of the Holy Cunt held the dress in place on her left shoulder, letting the soft material cascade over her ample bosoms. It was tied with a cord around her slim waist and stopped short of the V of her shaven sex. The dress was skimpy enough to let her breasts peek from behind the material and to let them sway while she walked. My father was dressed in his usual administrative red tunic. I gave them the imported leather sandals from Shyriman as gifts at the Festival of the Lick of the Sacred Vagina. I jumped up to take the tray with our drinks from her. "Have you decided who will help you with your toilet tomorrow morning?" Trust a mother to think about such practical things when my emotions were turbulent as a hurricane. She sat down beside my father on a comfortable couch. "I don't even know what I'll wear," I said. With drinks in our hands my mother laid out her plans for the morrow. She thought of everything and I couldn't help but be amazed. "Mother, dear, when did you plan all this?" She smiled proudly. "The day we took you to the Temple of Calypso to become a priest, seven years ago. I just knew that you were born to love and pleasure all people." She looked longingly at Father and slipped her hand under his tunic. "You were conceived during the first phase of the Festival of the Sacred Vagina, just after your father and I licked the fetish of the Cunt. I was still a Temple Priestess and you know what?" she said, aroused by the memory. "After we made love I danced my heart out for Calypso and for you." I could see her hand moving beneath his tunic. "Calypso smiled on us that day and that is why we called you Zenoi." Father pulled her closer and gave her a long kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth. He unclipped the Holy Cunt bracelet from Mother's dress, caressing her breasts. He bent down and started kissing and sucking on her nipples. Mother dropped her head backwards pushing her body towards Father. She untied the cord around her waist and opened her legs for Father to explore her bald cunt. He slowly inserted a finger in her already wet vagina and played with her clit. This is where I've learned my skills as a lover, by observing my loving parents, pleasuring each other and others lovers. The love between them was legendary and served as an example to all Erosians. That is why they had many lovers over the years that strengthened their own love. The jealousy that crept into other homes was absent from this family. Father always said that jealousy is the fruit of a possessive mind. His view was that we cannot own another person - we can only love someone. Sharing lovers has been part of the Erosian culture for many generations and we must sustain this lifestyle for future generations. On my way home, walking through the busy lantern-lit cobbled streets of Pudenta, I couldn't get my mind off the next day. Lost in thought I accidentally bumped into a sad looking young couple burdened with a heavy bag. They were holding hands and I could see that they were scared. My priestly training kicked in and I took their hands into mine. "What is troubling you?" When they recognized my priestly tunic, they smiled. They knew that they could always relay on the goddess Calypso for help through her servants. "We're on our wedding holy day in the big city and we don't know what to do," said the groom, Yamba, hugging his ordinary looking bride, Ulana. Their dull red hair and the simple tunics were signs that they were from rural Eros and thus maybe strangers in Pudenta. "I'm Zenoi, a priest from the Temple of Calypso and I am at your service." This diversion might get my mind off the big day tomorrow and besides, it was my duty as a priest to initiate them into the bliss of sexual union. For the next hour I helped them get settled in a tavern close to an intimate Temple Theatre specializing in Calypso dancing. I sent a message to the temple to prepare for our arrival. With the permission of Yola, the sexy owner of the tavern, I prepared their wedding bliss meal, consisting of a large fresh river crab prepared in goat's milk butter and spiced with local herbs. The salad was a combination of fruit and vegetables with enough Grou Als, a potent aphrodisiac, to last them for the next two days. Dessert was hot chocolate and honey drink mixed with dry red wine. We dined in a private room Yola prepared for us. The dishes were set on a small table with three large cushions around it. We stripped off our clothes and I saw Ulana shyly covering her small breasts and the little red patch between her legs with her hands. Yamba had a small penis and I caught Ulana starring at my 9-inch cock but I ignored the attention and continued setting up the feast. As the opener, I took a piece of the succulent white meat of the crab, dipped it into the butter sauce and traced sloppy circles around Ulana's nipples. With my tongue I licked the juice from her left breast while Yamba bent down to do the same on the right breast. Ulana released a small moan when I took another piece of crab, dipped it between her legs and gave it to Yamba to eat. I fed Ulana and Yamba the salad and the rest of the crab. The dessert was a real treat. Standing up, I poured the thick drink over my penis and invited them both to taste the nectar of the goddess. Ulana was first to slowly lick the chocolate and honey wine from my growing member. Yamba followed her example and within a few moments they had my cock deep in their mouths, sucking and licking. I had a faint feeling that they were not as innocent as they pretended to be, but when they poured more dessert on, I had to concentrate not to lose my control. They moved both their mouths simultaneously over my hard penis, cleaning off the chocolate and honey wine. When it was their turn to become the vessel for the dessert, I started with Ulana. Yamba poured the drink between her legs while I lapped it up. I opened her outer pussy lips to let the wine flow over her pink inner sanctum. The combination of her sex juice and the chocolate and honey wine tasted divine. Ulana opened her legs wider to allow Yamba access to her cunt. We licked her pussy and sucked her clitoris dry. She was shaking all over and let out a scream of pleasure that shook the room. Everybody in the tavern must have heard her cry. At least they knew what was happening. Yamba's cock was a mere five inches but thick enough to make a difference. I took his erect manhood in my mouth and stuck my finger in his bum hole. I could feel Calypso's power surge through me and over his cock. I continued sucking till he was ready to come. When I released his penis from my mouth it had grown two more inches. Ulana jumped up with joy and wanted Yamba to make love to her there and then. "Sorry kids." I interrupted their pleasure. "This is as far as we go in here. We still have an appointment at the Temple." We quickly dressed for the next stop on their journey to happiness. On our way out, I led them through the packed tavern. The patrons gave Ulana a standing ovation. I thanked Yola for her hospitality with a kiss and judging from the happy crowd, Calypso had already blessed her. Our feast had lasted three hours and it was getting late. The short walk to the Temple on Damuzi Street was magical. The full moon peeped through the trees over the rooftops of the buildings and guided us to the next phase of the couple's bliss. Everything seemed to slow down and I could distinguish the smallest detail in the crowded streets. A woman in her forties bent down to tie her sandal and I could see her wet sex lips pouting at the world. The source of her arousal, a strong young man, stood next to her. She looked at him with a smile and secretly touched his manhood under his tunic. Erotic music spilled from the Temple onto the streets, inviting believers into union with Calypso. From the vagina shaped temple door poured smiling people. They must have had the promised union. When we entered only a few patrons were left and I proceeded to the back to find Una, the priestess in charge of the temple. She was busy instructing five priests and priestesses about their next duties. I caught her attention and she waved back. "Zenoi, it is good to see you again," Una said, hugging me. She was still as beautiful as when we fist met. She was my instructress in the art of love when I first came to the Main Temple. She taught me all about control, giving and receiving pleasure and the art of oral sex. My penis grew to a pleasant half erect state with this memory. I was looking forward to our igniting the old flame of passion. I introduced Yamba and Ulana and Una immediately set the wheels in motion. Two priestesses took Ulana to the back while the three priests accompanied Yamba. I took Una in my arms again and softly kissed her on her full lips. Her breasts pressed against my naked torso and her hand sneaked under my tunic. "My, my, is my little Zenoi happy to see me?" asked Una. "I cannot wait to make love to you again." She took me to her private quarters for our ritual cleansing ceremony. Una quickly stripped of her clothes and ripped of mine. She dragged me into a scented hot bathtub and began the purifying ritual. Una washed me from head to toe and then made me stand in the tub. She licked off all the traces of dessert from my penis. Her technique had improved since our last encounter and I had to stop her sanitation actions because we still had two believers to attend to. I washed her whole body and licked the center of being past an orgasm. Her screams blew my ears open. Two novices dried us off and dressed us in ceremonial tunics. We arrived back at the stage as one of the priestesses signaled the small group of musicians to start playing. Una and I slipped into the back to take our places behind Yamba and Ulana. For the opening ritual the two priestesses danced with Ulana onto the small stage removing her seven newly acquired veils in a slow erotic striptease. Once naked her two companions kissed and licked her all over, exposing her sex to the audience and to the statue of Calypso at the center of the temple. Two priests carried the naked Yamba onto the stage and the two groups danced an arousing seduction number. Una and I were next up. She squeezed my hand softly and twirled to the center of the stage. I followed while the other dancers left. Only the nude Ulana and Yamba stood waiting for us. We circled, touching and caressing them while we danced. Una took Yamba's hand and instructed him to remove her tunic. I did the same with Ulana. Una dropped to her knees and proceeded to suck on Yamba's penis. I encourage Ulana to do the same. The crowd cheered and I felt Ulana doing things to my cock that she was not supposed to know. Una laid Yamba down and I helped Ulana on her back on top of Yamba. Una lubricated Yamba's member with her tongue while I licked Ulana's pussy and anus. Una slowly inserted Yamba's cock into Ulana's bum hole. I moved on top of her. The precum on my penis made it easy for me to enter Ulana's already wet pussy without a problem. I could feel Yamba's cock through the thin membrane as we filled her orifices. Una squatted over Ulana's face and pushed her cunt onto her mouth. Ulana started pleasuring her with a darting tongue. We all came at the same time and suddenly a blinding white light blinded me for a moment or two. The white light was so intense that I thought I had died of pleasure and joined Calypso in her celestial palace. We four lovers became one. The borders between heaven and earth, humans and nature, man and woman disappeared in this one bright flash. When I opened my eyes and could see again, it wasn't Ulana lying beneath me but a beautiful woman with emerald green eyes, long flaming red hair, full rounded breasts and a beautiful royal nose…. Royal? Then I recognized her. I quickly withdraw my penis from her vagina and dropped naked to my knees. But before I lowered my head in submission I had a fleeting glimpse of her beautifully aroused and very wet pussy that I was not suppose to see till the next day. "Your Highness." To be Continued... The Priest of the Goddess Ch. 3 (Dear readers; Thank you for your encouragement. Xana is another important character in this fantasy world and this story is from her point of view. Not to worry, the big orgy is coming.) Xana's story: "Listen up, troops. I am Centurion Xana, your insurance between life and death." I shifted my eyes from one to another of the hundred glistening naked female recruits before me. They looked scared but excited. "Stick out those tits. Show me that you're proud warriors of Calypso and great soldiers of Eros." I could feel the hot afternoon sun on my own naked skin. Sweat ran in rivulets between my firm breasts, down my muscled flat stomach, over my shaven pussy and down my strong legs. "I need a volunteer." I always enjoyed this part of the training, hand-to-hand combat. "Usha, stand to center." The girl tried to protest but my naked 5'11" frame intimidated her enough to obey my command. She was about 5'9", blond and the nipples on her breasts were invitingly large. Her clitoris stuck out its head between the folds of her pussy lips. The troop formed up in a square as our battleground. "On guard." We circled in a crouching position, ready to strike. I feigned a move and Usha retreated too fast to be steady on her feet. I quickly followed, pushing her against the naked human rope. I moved back and invited her to attack. She threw her right at me, but I ducked underneath the blow. Usha's momentum carried her into my arms. Her sweaty body slipped in my locked arms. I grabbed a breast with one hand and let my other hand slide between her legs. I threw her to the ground and pounced on her prone body. Before she could recover, I pinned her arms behind her back and sat on her beautiful bottom. I could feel my wet and aroused pussy slide over her ass cheeks. I let go of her arms and she turned beneath me onto her back. Her chest heaved, pushing her breasts closer to my face. What am I doing? I have this strong desire to make love to her and to forget about the combat training. Get a grip, woman! "Centurion! Centurion!" The call saved me from a potential disaster. An excited novice priest came running towards us with his tunic flapping all over the place, giving us all a good look at his manhood. I pulled Usha to her feet and thanked her for courage. I sent a silent prayer to Calypso that Usha would be ready when we meet our foe, the men of Kharbah. "Settle yourself, dear priest. Why the hurry and the rude interruption?" The poor lad was not only huffing from his run but the sight of a hundred naked women must have also aroused him. He bent over with his hands on his knees to catch his breath right before my still wet and naked form. When he lifted his head, his eyes locked onto my wet and puffy pussy. I spread my legs to allow him a better look. I resented his untimely intrusion into my tutoring schedule. Although the temple personnel were accepted and revered everywhere, I was angry because his arrival interrupted my sexual fantasy. My ploy worked. His face reddened and his short tunic couldn't hide his growing erection. My troops giggled at his discomfort. "Speak now, o, holy one." "Her Holiness, Randith requests your presence immediately." "Why didn't you say so earlier?" No one ignored a request from Randith. I grabbed my chain-mail uniform, pulled it over my naked breasts and wrapped my leather tunic around my waist. Grabbing my sword, I quickly instructed my second in command to take over the training. "Lead the way." We arrived after sunset. Randith waited for me at the vagina entrance of the Temple of Calypso. Her white see-through no nonsense gown was opened to reveal her beautiful breasts and her shaven pussy. She took my hand and pulled me into the Temple. As we entered, we performed the ritual of bowing before the statue of Calypso and kissing the Holy Cunt. "Queen Amida of Aesopus has been kidnapped. I suspect Yandra, the evil wizard of Kharbah took her." This was shocking news indeed. She was supposed to arrive tomorrow on a state visit to Eros. Randith took me to her private boudoir and threw her white gown onto the large bed and climbed into a huge bathtub. "Come, let me wash off the sweat and dust from that strong body of yours," invited the High Priestess. This is an invitation that I didn't want to refuse. I was so horny and needed some release. The chain mail uniform and my leather tunic didn't take long to be disposed of. I entered the hot bath with anticipation. "This is strictly confidential and I rely on you to do the right thing." Randith soaped my short raven black hair and washed it vigorously. "Yandra disguised himself as the Queen's bodyguard and stole her away before they entered Pudenta. He then changed them both into a newly wed couple from the countryside." Randith rinsed my hair and then started to wash my body with a soft cloth. She tarried on my breasts, turning my nipples into sensitive extensions of my flesh. Her cloth covered hand moved over my body with the care of a lover. But the attention she gave to my sex was too much. She discarded the cloth and used her hand to clean my pleasure valley. I nearly jumped out of the tub with surprise as she inserted her finger into my waiting vagina. My clitoris was burning with desire and when she touched it my body bucked uncontrollably, splashing water everywhere. "I want you to find Queen Amida and return her to the temple without anyone's knowledge," I heard her say through the haze of my orgasm. "Calypso has now bestowed you with special powers to fulfill this task." I became aware of a strange kind of power surging through me. When Randith dried me, my whole body felt like one big sex organ. Everywhere she touched me was an intense pleasurable experience. She then seated me on a statuette of a ceremonial penis on the edge of a large velvet covered chair. I slowly sat down on the smooth wooden cock, letting it slip into my dripping wet pussy. I wanted to ride it but Randith stopped me. "I want you to concentrate and let your mind go. Don't think about anything and let the pleasure guide you." Randith dropped to her knees between my spread legs, facing my wooded cock-filled pussy. "Close your eyes and become one with Calypso." That wasn't so easy to do, especially when Randith started to lick my clitoris. I was filled with a holy fetish and my pleasure was intensified by her attention to my clit. "Squeeze your pussy muscles together." Doing that increased the burning passion and after a while my mind drifted off and I was transported into another dimension, flying through Pudenta. The flight came to a halt before a small tavern close to the Temple on Damuzi Street. I saw a blond priest escorting a married couple to the temple. The husband gave off a strange vibration of evil. When they entered the temple my pleasure induced flight ended but my orgasm brought on by the High Priestess continued a while longer. "What did you see?" asked Randith, her mouth dripping with my sex nectar. I kissed her, tasting my own juice. She stiffened and her eyes widened. Still locked in the kiss, Randith grabbed my arms and started shaking. She saw what I have seen. "That is Queen Amida with Yandra. And my dear Zenoi." She pulled me off the phallus and charged me to hurry to the temple to save the Queen and Zenoi. I dressed quickly and hurried through the crowded streets of Pudenta to the temple on Damuzi Street. When I entered the temple a congregation had gather to watch the union with Calypso. On the altar stage a beautiful naked priest was on top of a woman with a man beneath her, obviously making love. Then a blinding light filled the temple for a moment. When I could see again the woman beneath the priest turned into Queen Amida. But the man beneath them was Yandra, the evil wizard. I pushed through the crowd to confront the evil that kidnapped the Queen. Drawing my sword I scared away the believers and made my way onto the stage. The priest knelt between their legs, bowing to the Queen. "Zenoi," I shouted. "The man is a wizard from Kharbah." Yandra pushed the Queen off him, but no longer as the dull groom but an ugly, stocky and hairy wizard. Zenoi got to his feet ready to fight. What a beautiful cock, I thought and moved between the naked Queen and Yandra pointing my sword at him. The wizard mumbled a spell I couldn't understand, waving his arm in my direction. A thunderclap stunned me for a moment and when I could hear and see again, Zenoi was on the floor and the wizard gone. I rushed over and saw the Queen and priestess of the temple already at his side. Apparently Zenoi absorbed the spell with his powers and prevented the wizard turning me into a toad or something "Your Majesty, I am Xana of the Imperial Temple Guard. Randith sent me to escort you to the Temple of Calypso." "Thank you for your concern but I must see that Zenoi has been taken care of." With that she put his penis in her mouth and started to suck. I joined her and together we brought him back to life. Queen Amida traced her hand over my body and underneath my leather tunic, into my cunt. I moaned a little, feeling the passion burning in me. A fully recovered Zenoi broke our embrace with a polite cough. "We better get going, Your Highness," he said. "Before the evil one returns." Una, the priestess draped a gown over the Queen's naked shoulders while Zenoi wrapped a tunic around his slim waist, hiding his cock from me. What a shame and I wanted more of it, eh him. Maybe a next time. Randith hugged Zenoi and me after she saw to it that the Queen was safe to prepare for the grand orgy the next day. She gave us a few moments alone in the temple before the Holy Cunt. We kissed it and then each other. "Thank you for what you did," came it barely audible from Zenoi. "I was such a fool not to have seen through his disguise." "Don't be to hard on yourself. You couldn't have known, and besides, the Queen is safe." He took my face in his loving hands and kissed me on my full lips. I undid my chain mail uniform and dropped it to the floor next to the leather tunic. A power surged through me when he softly touched my clitoris. He covered my sex with his hand and kept it there while he kissed me. I could feel the heat emanating from his hand into my sex and through my whole body. My pussy nectar dripped onto his hand. My own hand involuntary sought his penis. Grabbing it, it felt like the handle of my sword, but much more pleasurable to hold. I moved my hand up and down his shaft and sensed the blood surging through his veins. To give pleasure surpasses all other feelings. Maybe my father was wrong to have forced me to become a warrior. Maybe I was born to please others. Who knows? But at that moment I didn't care, I just wanted this man between my legs. "What are you doing?" demanded Randith as she entered the temple. "You are not allowed to make love while you are on duty." "But I thought with the Queen safe, we can become better acquainted," came the lame excuse from Zenoi. Well at least he tried. "The danger is not over yet," said Randith. "Tomorrow evil will strike again and you must be prepared." To be continued... The Priest of the Goddess Ch. 4 (The final chapter told by Xana.) "What a beautiful man," I thought looking at Zenoi, standing naked in the pool under the holy waterfall. The early morning sun splashed through the tropical trees to throw its rays on him. Highlighted by the sun, Zenoi epitomized the perfect example of a man of Eros, with no bodily hair except on his head. The long wet blond hair hanging in his face, made him appear vulnerable but his sleek muscled torso oozed strength. My gaze settled on his naked manhood, at least nine inches of pure pleasure. I jerked and let out a stifled cry when Usha, my lady in waiting, intimately touched my naked body. I was standing in my own pool of sunlight under the waterfall a few feet from Zenoi. "Please concentrate, Centurion Xana," came the soft reprimand from Usha. We were busy with our ritual morning toilet, preparing for the big day. Randith, the High Priestess of Calypso chose us to escort and guard Queen Amida of Aesopus on her official visit to Pudenta the capital of Eros. Zenoi's mother, Aqualinia, brought Kutami, the daughter of Sandl as his lady in waiting. While his mother looked on, Kutami washed him with her soaped naked body. The eighteen-year old virgin slithered up and down Zenoi like a python ready to squeeze the life out of her victim. I felt my pussy throb at the sight but more so from what Usha was doing to me. She pushed her slippery firm breast against mine and lowered herself onto her knees. She then pushed her one breast between my legs. Opening my legs with her hand, Usha clasped her right breast and inserted the nipple into my cunt. She washed my insides and stimulated my clitoris with her free hand. I wanted to cry when she removed her tit from my cunt and was surprised when she darted her tongue over my clit into my pussy. When she stuck a finger in my bum hole my knees wobbled. Glancing at Zenoi I nearly died. Kutami, his lady in waiting, had his penis in her mouth and a hand on his balls. She then licked the beautiful cock head like a ripe fruit and pumped his manhood with her hand. I could see that Zenoi had a tough time controlling himself. At that moment I wanted to rush over and have him enter me, again and again. "That is enough, ladies," interrupted Aqualinia our orgasmic journey. "These two are not allowed to come as yet." We both dropped into the water, splashing water everywhere. I could feel Zenoi's eyes burning with desire on me. I knew that if I return his gaze I wouldn't be able to resist his charm. Aqualinia clapped her hands twice as a sign for us to move to the next phase of our preparations. Our ladies in waiting led us out of the pool onto the soft grass and dried us with care. This only increased our desire for each other. I couldn't figure out what was happening to me. A warrior was not supposed to become emotionally involved with anyone, especially when on duty. But the events since yesterday when Randith summoned me to save Queen Amida threw my calm disposition into disarray. Seeing the naked Zenoi between the legs of Queen Amida and then him saving my life was burned into my memory. My desire for him was further flamed by his care for the queen and his concern over my safety. And I was the one who were supposed to look after others. The two ladies dressed us in ceremonial tunics and slipped sandals on our feet. Aqualinia, walking between Zenoi and myself, escorted us to the Temple, ready to commence our duties. I caught Zenoi's eyes on me and could see the lust or desire – is there a difference? – burning in his look. This was going to be a long day for both of us. At the Queen's chambers I took over. I handed our credentials over to the Queens guards, who led us into her private boudoir. I announced us and heard a call from the back of the room. The Queen just finished her bath and her chambermaid was drying her lovely body with a soft towel. We both bowed. "Your Majesty, Zenoi and Xana, at your service." My voice trembled as I averted my eyes from her nakedness, from her rounded breasts, the small red patch above her protruding sex lips and past her long legs. I sensed that Zenoi's arousal matched my own state of delirious desire. Queen Amida sat down on the side of the bathtub and opened her legs, displaying her sex to us. The chambermaid proceeded to trim the red pubic hair into a small heart. I could see a faint suggestion of wetness in that lovely pleasure crack of the Queen. The maid then helped the queen into her purple royal gown, made from the finest satin of Aesopus. A short cord tied the two sides at her navel, leaving most of her breasts exposed and her pussy totally open. She slipped her feet into golden sandals, covering her sexy toes from public view. The maid lastly put a beautiful golden crown on the queen's flaming red head. Queen Amida took her position before us, kneeling on a small cushion set for the occasion. She lifted my warrior leather tunic and licked my already moist cunt. She pulled back as a sign for me to allow Zenoi to stand before her. She took his manhood into her mouth and sucked on it. Zenoi had to pull it out before he reached that point of no return. The queen stood up and kissed both of us. We were ready to proceed. After a short ride in a horse drawn carriage, we entered the gardens of the Palace of King Rodan and Queen Nanria, the beloved rulers of Eros. The Palace was built in the shape of a woman lying on her back with her legs spread wide open. The path the carriage took led directly to that secret place between the legs. The entrance was like a giant open vagina, guarded by two warriors. We disembarked, leading Queen Amida to the throne room. The passages were lined with dignitaries from all the provinces of Eros. They applauded Queen Amida for her beauty and her charm. Zenoi and I were looking for suspicious characters or any weapons. We couldn't take any chances. The throne room was a large hall in the belly of the Palace with three seats at the northern end of the room. While royal music played, King Rodan and Queen Nanria stood up as Queen Amida entered the hall. They bowed and met the queen halfway. They hugged and kissed, complementing one another's dress. Hand in hand they returned to the thrones, letting Queen Amida sit between King Rodan and Queen Nanria. A pleasant buzz filled the room. Zenoi and I stood behind Queen Amida, ready to come to her aid. I saw Queen Nanria signaling the musicians to stop playing. She stood up and a hush fell over the audience. "Citizens of Eros, today, we are privileged to welcome our dear friend Queen Amida from Aesopus in our midst. The perils of maintaining our lifestyle and the opposition against it are mounting, but with allies like our beloved Amida," Queen Nanria turned to the visiting queen with affection, "we will prevail. The enemy from Kharbah will not destroy our love with their hate, our sharing with their possessiveness and our equality with their domination of others." Applause rose from the great hall like a trumpet. The queen continued. "Our beloved goddess Calypso has blessed us with Her love to share with all. Today, when we enter into union with Her remember the gift of sexual love; remember the bliss, the unity and the pleasure. And forget all jealousy. Let the love begins." With her last words, the musicians started to play a lively tune and veiled male and female dancers from the Temple of Calypso entered the hall. They moved with the grace of jungle cats and in unison like lovers in a passionate embrace in the clearing before the royal thrones. At every third beat and turn a veil fell on the floor, leaving the dancers progressively naked. Once all the dancers were devoid of clothes, the rhythm of the music changed into a slow, intimate beat. The dancers then moved in pairs, touching, hugging and groping each other till they become one naked flesh snaking through the audience. The dancers touched members of the audience to arouse them for what was to come. I could see the erections of the male dancers and the stiff nipples of the female dancers. My own sex juices were flowing down my legs and I snaked out my hand to touch Zenoi. He responded by pulling me into an embrace and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I groped beneath his tunic to grab hold of his manhood. I felt Zenoi's hand on my breast, caressing it softly and tweaking my nipples into attention. His touch sent pleasure waves to my cunt. I pumped his cock and pushed my tongue into his mouth, oblivious of the world around us. We became aware that something was seriously wrong when the music stopped and silence drifted in our direction. We broke our embrace and slowly looked around us. I thought everyone was looking at us, but their attention was directed elsewhere. Then I saw him, Yandra with ten brutish looking men, holding the three royals hostage. Yandra and his horde were dressed in stinking bulky layers of harsh black cloth, emphasizing their dark coarse hair. The swords they carried clearly announced their intentions. Yandra spoke: "You stupid fucking people, I want the Holy Cunt brought to me tonight at the cliffs of the Grail or you'll never see these pussies ever again." With that the barbarians dragged the three royals to a side entrance and locked the door behind them. Zenoi rushed after them but was too late. We looked at each other and realized that we neglected our duties for a moment of passion. We had to face our punishment but I also feared for the safety of the hostages. Randith took control of the situation and calmed us down with authority in her voice. "They would not dare harm our beloved king and queen, or Queen Amida. Xana, assemble ten of your bravest and sexiest warriors on the double. Zenoi, gather the veils and prepare for battle." I dispatched Usha to find nine others while Zenoi tended to his task. Randith called us aside: "I told you not to let your passion interfere with your duties, but you didn't listen. Look what happened because of your neglect." Randith was furious but kept her anger under control. "You two will see to it that the hostages are returned safely home. Is that understood?" "Yes, your holiness," was all we could say. Usha returned with the warriors and Zenoi distributed the veils amongst them. "Strip off your armor and use these veils as weapons when you face the enemy. Tonight you'll dance for Calypso and for our beloved royals. You might have to fuck the men of Kharbah but you will return with the hostages." With those few words Randith set us on our rescue mission and turned her back on us. At first Zenoi had trouble to follow their tracks but after awhile he picked up threads from the royals' clothes. They were leaving us clues to their whereabouts. Twelve naked warriors trotted through the streets of Pudenta, through the jungle of Eros to the coast of the island. We knew that if they leave our shores we would not see the hostages again. Zenoi picked up the pace and the sweating bodies glistened in the rays of the setting sun. Just before dusk Zenoi turned off the road and pointed to a small fire in the distance. We were about ten leagues from the cliffs of the Grail but we sure that the campfire was Yandra's and his soldiers. Zenoi took us to a small stream to wash off the sweat and to prepare for the rescue. Zenoi showed them how to tie and remove the veils. He and I couldn't accompany the troops – Yandra might have recognized us. I laid out the plans and Zenoi instructed them about the ploy, they were suppose to be dancers from a rival cult ready to entertain the enemy of Calypso. Usha led the dancing warriors into the lions' den while Zenoi and I crawled to the edge of the Kharbah camp. The three royal hostages were ties up next to a tree. Usha and the troops entered the circle with music and laughter, taking the barbarians by surprise. They teased the men with a glimpse of flesh, a naked breast and a peek of shaven pussies. Yandra was becoming suspicious when Usha dropped the veils and danced with her sex pouting at him. She slipped her hand between her legs and feverously rubbed her clitoris for him. I could see his jaw drop when he saw the invitation. He loosened his clothes and pulled out his small thick penis. Yandra's men were in the same state of undress when Zenoi gave me the signal to untie the hostages. He moved like a tiger to the naked Yandra who had Usha pinned beneath him. Zenoi pulled him off Usha and threw him against a tree. The naked Zenoi moved with lighting speed and before Yandra could use his magical powers, overpowered him. Usha helped her fellow warriors and set the men from Kharbah running naked into the night. I freed the hostages and it wasn't long before we were on our way back to Pudenta. I was proud of Usha and my troops. The evil wizard was tied up and dragged behind us. Randith might turn him into a frog, I thought as I walked naked next to Zenoi, not daring to touch him. After we rested and washed up the last part of the celebrations had to take place the ext day. Zenoi and I danced the dance of love for Queen Amida before the whole assembly. We were given explicit instructions not to touch each other before Queen Amida reached intimacy with Calypso. That was really a tough command but after the fiasco of the previous day, we played it safe. We danced in unison in our opening routine and as the pace of the music increased we lifted Queen Amida from her throne and carried her to the center of the clearing. A respectful silence hung over the assembly while we stripped the queen of her clothes. Zenoi lifted her above his head and twirled around. Queen Amida spread her legs to the appreciative crowd. I moved with them, popping my head between those outstretched legs with my face close to her pussy. Zenoi stopped his movement and the queen hooked her legs over my shoulders and her feet beneath my breasts. Zenoi slowly released her and I carried her to the altar before the statue of Calypso. Throughout the movement I continued to lick her royal pussy until her love nectar flowed freely from her cunt. I set her down on her back on the waist high altar and she released my head. Zenoi licked and kissed her left foot, slowly moving down to her spread pussy. I did the same with the queen's right leg. We stopped short of touching each other but still licked and sucked on the queen's cunt to make her happy. I then climbed beneath the queen to lie on my back to give the queen access to my pussy while I continued pleasuring hers. She was now on all fours while Zenoi danced around us, invoking Calypso the witness the offering and to partake in the union. He then climbed on the altar offering his cock to the queen's mouth. She sucked on it before he withdrew and moved to her behind, above my face. He trusted his cock into her dripping pussy while I used my hand to rub her pleasure nub. I was careful not to touch Zenoi during this part of the proceedings. I realized the queen was nearing her climax when she stopped tongue fucking my cunt. She started shaking above my head, the center of her being and the ripples spread through the rest of her body in waves. I saw Zenoi withdrew his manhood from her wet vagina. His glistening purple head was an inch from my mouth and I could smell the sex on his wet cock. I used all my military training not to touch him before the queen's orgasm subsided. The assembly roared their approval and King Rodan and Queen Nanria helped the exhausted Queen Amida from the altar, covering her nakedness with her royal robe. Randith gave us the signal and we danced our union dance. We embraced, touched, groped and explored each other's sex before the beloved Calypso. Zenoi used his hands to bring me to the brink of total surrender before he sat down on the altar facing the statue of Calypso. I spun around to end up in his arms with my back against his chest. He lifted me above his waist and guided his manly flesh into my aching, wanting sheath. It felt like Zenoi had a thousand hands moving all over me, one on my love trigger, a finger in my bottom hole, hands on my breasts, in my hair and I became a raging sex organ. "I haven't had release for three days," he whispered in my ear. "Please let me come." That sent us both into a blinding orgasm. We both cried out; "O Goddess, enter us." Then everything stopped. The sound of the assembly disappeared, all movement froze in time and out of the statue came Calypso herself. She touched our genitals with her divine hand, and kissed us both at once. I could feel Zenoi's sex milk still pumping into my flowing pleasure cave. "I bless you both, you are my chosen ones," assured Calypso two redeemed worshippers. "Just follow your hearts." In an instant she was gone and time continued its path. The believers were in their own throws of passion after the divine revelation. Zenoi and I became one before Goddess and everyone present. (I hope you enjoyed this tale of fantasy. Please let me know by your votes and your emails. Thank you.)