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The Life of Desiree Ch. 01

By: Magicwrtr



Note: The Life of Desiree will be snapshots and not necessarily building on the last story in a contiguous way, if you like them I will keep writing them but there is no end point really, just little short stories that all have the same character. I will write in numbered chapter style though, just because its easier to keep track of that way.

Chapter 1 – Desiree and the Incubus.

Desiree walked into the bathroom to check her appearance before going out tonight. She looked in the mirror and smiled as she thought she was absolutely perfect. 

She had curly strawberry blonde hair that flowed down to the small of her back. She had a cute nose, pouty lips and jade green eyes. Her ruby ear rings drew the eyes to her long slender neck.

She was about 5'4" which made her C cup breasts appear bigger than they were as they seemed to peek out the top of her slinky black dress, but somehow they still seemed to fit her body perfectly. Her long, creamy white toned legs looked sexy with the 3 inch heals she was wearing.

She absolutely knew she was a knock out, but she wasn't snobbish about it either, just self aware. She had no time to be into herself overly, she did have her mission after all.

She happily recalled earlier in the day when she had closed that deal. She was a corporate buyer/seller which she loved. She had always been good at making sales and enjoyed interacting with people. 

She also knew her looks helped there which was ok with her, she knew the reality that good deals and faith only got you so far in that world, without the social connections and appeal you couldn't get corporate types to even steal from you, much less the great deals she made.

The company she worked for didn't mind either as they pay her a mint in commissions based on the profits she brings to the company. So here she was ready to celebrate.

Desiree would have gone out anyway of course. She had a mission, a lifelong task that fit her nature much better than a sales job. She needed the job though because there were no earnings of a monetary type involving her mission. Her faith led her where she needed to go and what she needed to do.

She left her high rise condo and felt a kind of tug guiding her to go right so she started walking that way down the street confidently. She didn't know why she was going this way, truth be told she didn't know why she was wearing this dress either, all she had was her faith, listening for the prompting that would lead her where she needed to go, just like it led her to this dress.

Five blocks later she felt a prompting and turned left and 3 blocks later found herself at a club. She did not get in line but walked straight to the door. She saw the doorman check her out hard as he unclipped the rope barrier and allowed her to walk past. She smiled almost shyly at the man, used to this kind of service and attention but somehow always surprised by it. It wasn't about her at all after all.

She felt guided to the dance floor and started to dance, swaying and moving her body with grace and poise. She felt eyes on her and looked around until she found them. There were actually a lot of men looking at her, but she was guided to the ones that counted. A man stood a couple of feet away staring at her hungrily, she could swore she saw his eyes glow red for a moment as she locked eyes with him and danced in his direction.

He was 5'11" and handsome. Short black hair slightly spiked on top and ocean blue eyes. His body was cut and his gaze caused her to heat up. She smiled at him shyly, knowing already that she would be taking him home. They danced and she knew he could feel a connection too, lust passed back and forth between them. Some of the other dancers actually stopped to watch them as she and her new partner danced circles around each other, graceful and erotic.

When the song ended she smiled and he took her arm and led her off the dance floor to a small table and ordered them a couple of drinks.

"Hi, I'm Ben."

"Desiree," she said breathlessly, "nice to meet you Ben. You're a great dancer."

"Thanks, your dancing is amazing," he said returning the compliment.

They had a couple of drinks and maneuvered the first conversation minefield but their eyes said so much more. She was his right now, caught in his snare of seduction. He was also hers however but didn't know it yet. She had an innate ability to play up to anyone, instinctively knowing what they want and how to give it. She could tell this hunter hadn't been snared by a woman in a long time. She thought it was usually a one way draw when it came to him.

She also knew he was dangerous, she could see it in his eyes, but she had faith, so she dismissed any concerns almost as fast as she acknowledged they where there. Knowing she was exactly where she needed to be.

She felt the prompting it was time to go and turned to Ben, "Ben, would you like to get out of here with me?" Her eyes were dancing and sparkling, promising him delights.

He grabbed her hand wordlessly and they headed for the door. She was about to go back toward her street when she felt the urge to go the other way, without missing a beat she smoothly turned the way she was lead.

Ben clearly wanted to get her alone and ravish her; she also felt a deep hunger within him, a hunger that could never be truly sated. This would have been frightening for her if it didn't feel so right in her soul, she had faith this was where she needed to be and who she needed to be with.

Turning at the next corner she was surprised as she walked into a seedy looking motel. Taking her wallet out she felt the urge to grab cash, not her credit card. They rented one of the rooms for 4 hours. She didn't know why but she figured there was a reason to have no trail anyone could follow to her or her condo.

Ben did not notice as she signed her name Tiffany Jackson, not Desiree Godfrey.

Ben took the lead and he let her, he grabbed the key and they headed up into the room.

Once inside the hotel room Ben dropped all pretense he was human as his eyes started to glow red, he grabbed her long strawberry hair and pulled her in for a rough kiss. She felt lust fill her body, letting it have its way she mewled into his mouth, sliding her tongue between his lips and roaming her hands over his body. Right now she was his, under his power and filled with lust. Begging to be used.

Ben moved the straps down her arm then slid the dress over her body. She was naked underneath. She returned the favor and started stripping his clothes off.

Ben roughly pushed her down to her knees. She knew what he wanted and she was afire with lust. She took him into her mouth and started to bob her head up and down on his large thick cock. Slurping and licking his cock without pause.

She felt him grab two handfuls of hair and start pounding into her mouth, she accommodated him easily down her throat relaxing her muscles as she wantonly surrendered herself to this vile demon.

Ben grunted loudly and buried his cock down her throat as he released his seed. She greedily milked him getting all she could still consumed by the lust filling her body.

Ben sounding surprised said, "I've been doing this a long time and never found a woman like you before, that was incredible."

Desiree looked up and shrugged. She stretched showing off her flawless body to him as she got up from the floor and said, "You're not done with me yet are you? My pussy is hungry for your batter too."

Ben groans and says, "No definitely not finished." With a wicked smile he says, "Trust me, this will be an orgasm like you have never had before."

To Ben's amazement she takes control and pushes him back onto the bed and mounts him. She imagines that most women at this point are filled with lust and fear. She is filled with his lust yes, but her faith makes her fearless.

In an effort to regain control the Incubus stabs her from below, filling her pussy with one quick thrust. She cries out in a mix of pain, pleasure and lust. He starts to pump up into her and she starts to bounce up and down, timing it so they crash together.

'There is no other word for it,' she thought, 'they were fucking, rutting like dogs.'

Right as she started to cum on him she felt it, the feeling in her soul that said now.

She came soaking his cock as he started to put his hooks in to feed to drain yet another female of her life, to swallow her soul and damn her to hell.

At the same point Desiree headed that instruction and loosed her power. Her eyes started to glow a brilliant gold while the rest of her body was surrounded by a visible white aura.

She watched the red eyes of the evil succubus widen as he finally understood what she was, she caught the end of his feeding aura before it got close to her soul and fed holy fire into it instead.

Her orgasm continued as her body twitched and she watched the light go out of the Incubus's eyes as her fire burned him from the inside out.

There was no heat, the bed didn't catch fire and neither did she. This holy fire consumed the unholy flesh of the demon as he screamed in rage, denial, hate and fear.

She lay down on the bed, now alone; flush with the feeling of orgasm, basking in the heat of her body as she stretched.

Sensing more guidance she got up off the bed and walked to the bathroom and looked to the mirror.

She did not see her reflection. 

Desiree saw a panoramic view of a marble house in Grecian style surrounded by gardens. There were also a number of very handsome men standing naked around a woman with long light blonde hair. 

The woman was surrounded by a softly glowing white aura, her loving golden eyes looking directly at Desiree with pride in her face. She was easily the most beautiful woman she had ever or will ever see. Desiree could feel the woman exude love, desire, lust, and satisfaction.

Desiree dropped to her knees and said, "Goddess Aphrodite, how may I be of service."

Aphrodite's smile got bigger and she said, "Good job, I am so proud of you. That demon screwed up my plans for 10 couples just this week. Thank you for keeping faith. I love you so much daughter."

Desiree smiled and looked up as the image was starting to fade and said, "Thanks mom, I love you too."

Desiree, daughter of Aphrodite the goddess of love, got up off her knees, dressed and headed home. She wondered for a moment what mission she would go on tomorrow night, but then shrugged, it didn't matter. She had faith.

The Life of Desiree Ch. 02



Note: In the world in my head gods do not have DNA, and Desiree's sister is not related on the human side. On the god side is essence and power only. I liken it in the story to adopted siblings, who have never met before and are both above the age of consent. 

I will tell you if I posted this in Incest the people into that would laugh, flame and yell at me. If you are supersensitive to the subject however you are forewarned. I don't see it as incest, but there is an inevitable suggestion in that direction just because of the use of the word sister.

Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 2 – Meeting little sister.

Desiree, demi-goddess and daughter of Aphrodite was taking a long bubble bath, relaxing from her last assignment.

She snorted at her own thought, like sex was a chore or anything, tiring maybe, but being a servant of Aphrodite was very pleasant, with few exceptions.

She felt her mother's power and looked up to see her in the mirror surrounded by naked men and woman some of whom were having sex at her feet. There was one slightly older woman breastfeeding a baby off to the side.

Desiree jumped out of the tub and knelt, "How may I serve Goddess."

Aphrodite smiles down on her and says, "Rise daughter, return to your bath and we will talk."

Desiree gets back into the bath and starts to relax, waiting for Aphrodite to speak.

"You have a new sister named Jenna, I need you to educate her and bring her into the fold. She is not like you, more like your sister Anna who takes care of the punishment assignments. Before you ask, Anna is busy causing a scandal in Europe to take down a certain president for his betrayal of the gods. We decided a sexual scandal was the best way to do it.

"I won't go into the details, let's just say he got our help then refused to pay the price. Not many mortals know about us anymore but we couldn't afford to let it go. I know you like the positive healing and helping assignments, and destroying evil, but you don't need to get into that with Jenna. You just need to let her know I am her mother and what serving me entails and how it will benefit her."

Desiree replies, "Yes mother, anything else?"

Aphrodite nods. "Yes, as you know I usually guide you during assignments, I can't do that here because she is a demi-goddess and has to choose freely to worship without interference or influence from me. All I can tell you is she just turned 18 and is in her first year of college. I can lead you to her, but you're on your own after that."

Desiree says, "Yes mother, I understand." She bows her head.

As the mirror turned back to normal she felt a surge of approval, love and pride.

When Desiree got out of the bath she sees some tickets to San Francisco leaving Chicago O'Hare in about 3 hours. She gets dressed in some jeans and a sweater shirt, throws on some low heeled comfortable shoes and packs a bag for a few days. She picks clothes that won't stand out at a college.

Desiree is 32 years old, served her goddess for 14 years, but she still looks 19 or 20. As a demi-goddess she ages about 1 in 10 years so the age thing shouldn't make her stand out. She leaves her car behind and jumps on the El train for O'Hare about 3 blocks from her high rise condo. 

She easily makes her flight, for once there are no flight delays and they land a couple of hours later.

After getting off the plane she is guided to SFSU. It is starting to get late in the day but she decides to find her right away, she can always find a hotel if she needs to later.

She felt like she was very close now as she turns a corner and looks up. It was a frat house. She feels her mother's guidance leave her but she is more than close enough to pick her up her sister with her own power at this range.

She considers the fact of a demi-Goddess of Love, Beauty, Pleasure and Procreation in a frat house full of young virile men. What could possibly go wrong?

Snickering she realizes that it's about to be two. She decides this might just be fun as she walks right up and through the doorway that's been propped open. She walks through the foyer into the living room of the frat house. Surprisingly it is fairly clean and strait, outside of the 2 kegs in the corner sitting in a small kiddy pool full of ice. There are also a couple of bottles of rum and vodka sticking up through the ice.

She counts 4 men and about 6 women in the room. They are sitting around talking, the music isn't too loud. She supposed this was the first meager beginning of a party.

She asked the man sitting closest to the entrance of the room, "I am looking for my sister Jenna, you know where she is?"

He points past her at the stairs going up. She smiles and nods at him in thanks and turns to walk away. She can feel his eyes run up her long sexy legs and lock on her tight ass which make her smile a little bigger. Turning back with a knowing look she winks at him, and then proceeds up the stairs.

Desiree loved her mother and serving her, it was fulfilling in ways most people could not imagine. She did have to admit to herself though that she enjoyed a free night every once in a while. Although she was there on Aphrodite's behalf she was looking forward to fulfilling her nature tonight as well. She knew that she would find opportunity in this house, she sensed it.

As Desiree got closer to her sister she sensed the lust Jenna was giving off and closed it off from her perceptions. Desiree didn't think it felt right, there was something missing. She suddenly understood the opportunity she would find was all about her mission here, to teach her sister. She sensed no love laced into the lust, and as such it felt, wrong. Not a bad wrong she thought, just not complete.

She walked down the hallway. She didn't need her demi-goddess senses anymore. She could simply follow the fucking sounds down the hall. She heard loud grunts, slapping flesh and gasps of pleasure. When she reached the door she opened it, stepped inside and closed it behind her.

On the floor in the middle of the room she saw her sister for the first time. She was stunning of course, long dark hair, hourglass figure. She was on her hands and knees, her D size tits gently swinging back and forth. She had light chocolate skin and her tight bubble ass shook every time the guy behind her plowed inside her.

When Desiree closed the door her sister looked toward her as the guy fucking her mouth took a step back. Desiree saw she had full lips and light brown eyes, her face delicate and innocent looking despite the position she was currently in.

Desiree noted there were three other naked guys sitting on the bed, as if waiting their turn. They all looked at Desiree like she was crazy for just walking into a room that was obviously busy. Then closing the door as casually as if she were coming in for a nap, instead of apologizing and leaving the room like a normal person would.

Desiree's sister Jenna looked up at her and slowly her face showed understanding, and a little fear. She knew Jenna could sense she was more than human, but Jenna didn't know why she was there or who she was and that would make her nervous.

The guy by Jenna's head after he stepped back said, "WTF are you doing here, who are you, can't you see we are busy?"

Desiree looked at him and smiled tilting her head down to the side and forward just a little bit to look through her lashes. She released her aura, but kept it invisible. The guy backed down without quite know why, looking sheepish. 

She said, "Looking for my sister Jenna."

Without another word Desiree started to strip out of her clothes teasing the men on the bed by hiding her features as she stripped down, with a twist and a movement of her arms, using her hair to hide her tits as she slowly removed her shorts, moving her legs so they couldn't quite see her pussy.

She got on the floor and crawled to Jenna and gave her a soft kiss. Jenna just accepted it, still in the surprise of shock.

Desiree whispered into Jenna's ear saying, "Pay attention to me as best you can while we service these studs, you might learn something little sis. Then we need to talk, nothing bad, just about the family business."

Desiree crawled back a bit then looked at the boys and pouted, inviting them with her eyes and aura. Arching her back with her ass sticking out but not saying a word. 

The guys all got up off the bed and came to Desiree, their eyes shocked and filled with lust. They looked as if they didn't think this could be happening, two sluts, no waiting, who happen to also be sisters.

Desiree felt Jenna's aura again and looked over, the guys were filled with lust and started fucking Jenna's face and pussy again. Desiree knew of course why it felt wrong. She knew Jenna was enjoying her power over these men, and the pleasure. The problem was though she thought, that in only using pure lust the guys were basically using her just to get themselves off, it was a purely selfish lust.

She knew that Jenna was nothing more than a place to stick their prick for the guys, almost like they were masturbating using her holes. She was sure Jenna felt pleasure from it, Jenna was a demi-goddess of pleasure after all, but Desiree was going to show little sister how to make it so much more than that.

Desiree started giving off her lust in her aura as well, but she added a small amount of love to it making it well balanced. Not so much love that they would fall in love with her, or become her slaves, but just enough to redirect the lust outward and remove the selfish part.

They guys who she didn't even know their names yet gasped when that aura hit them, then descended on her body. One slid underneath and started to manipulate her nipples with his fingertips. Then she felt his mouth suck one in as he twisted the other gently getting her body to tingle.

The second guy got on his hands and knees and started to lick and suck on her pussy lips as he caressed her ass, causing her to gasp out in pleasure.

The third guy stood at her head and caressed her face and played with her hair as he slid his cock into Desiree's waiting mouth. She massaged the underside of his cock with her tongue as it slid past entering her throat. With her eyes locked on his, communicating the pleasure she felt at his cock in her mouth. 

She greedily rocked her body forward to get it all inside then flicked her tongue out licking his balls. She started to groan around his cock loving the feeling of it filling her mouth and throat, and the taste of the precum on her tongue as she rocked forward and back.

The guy underneath shifted between her legs and she lowered her body down onto his cock. Her labia slick with honey parted eagerly for his manhood to slide in until she had it fully wrapped in her hot wet hole. She moaned with pleasure as he bit down on her nipple when she tightened herself around his pole.

She felt the second guy lick up to her puckered star, licking around and into her dark hole while squeezing and holding her ass cheeks apart with his hands. He spanked her ass hard when she rocked forward, forcing her throat to accept invasion.

She blindly grabbed the lube from her purse and passed it back to the third guy wordlessly. She felt him remove his tongue from her ass and moments later felt a cockhead teasing her sphincter, slowly pushing inside.

When he got all the way buried in her back door she started rocking again, the men were filled with lust but just that little bit of love added and she was in total control. They allowed her to set the pace as she rocked back on both cocks that filled her holes and then rocked forward on the one in front, her throat skillfully accepting his meat deep inside. 

While she was controlling the fucking of all her holes she felt 6 hands caressing and teasing the flesh all over her body at the same time. Instead of a lust that caused a callous use of her body this was instead worship, a beautiful scene of 3 men doing their best to pleasure this beautiful young woman as she in turn pleasured them.

Desiree could feel the moment Jenna understood the lesson, understood that she might be imposing lust and gaining pleasure but the fact is it was all selfish pleasure for the men who were doing nothing to enhance her pleasure at all, only taking. 

While some woman actually liked that, and there was nothing wrong with that. She knew Jenna wasn't just a demi-goddess of pleasure or lust. Just like Desiree, Jenna needed love and beauty to be a part of this act for it to be complete.

Desiree felt Jenna mirror her aura and she could see out of the corner of her eyes that everything changed in an instant. The men using Jenna started to stroke and tease her body. They shifted, changed, as one of them got some lube then they all rearranged to make a DP sandwich.

Desiree watched as the guys kissed and caressed Jenna. One man was kissing her lips while the second kissed the back of her neck and shoulders. She watched as Jenna was lowered slowly onto their hard cocks, stuffing both her holes at once.

She felt the room take up an effusive pleasure as they were all taken to orgasm by the two demi-goddesses. The men making sure her and Jenna both had explosive orgasms, their bodies bucking and twitching on their poles before they took their pleasure.

Once Desiree exploded in orgasm she moaned causing her throat to vibrate. The engorged cock sliding between her lips swelled just before seed shot out into the back of her throat. She rocked forward and started to swallow over and over to take in the seed while milking this tasty flesh in her throat as she so loved to do.

The other two men stood no chance either as her body tightened in orgasm both her pussy and sphincter clamped down on the meat filling her and started to milk and massage the invading flesh. She felt her pussy and ass get filled at the same time as they emptied themselves into her.

Breathing heavily she watched as Jenna rose to orgasm as well, gasps and cries filling the room as Jenna received the men's seed into her trembling body.

Turning back to the men as they stood she crawled to each in turn, carefully cleaning each of their cocks with licks of her tongue one at a time. She sucked her own pussy juice mixed with semen and moaned at her own ass flavor mix as she gently cleaned the men that were in her holes.

The men dressed and left leaving both her and Jenna with cum dripping out of their holes. She crawled over to Jenna and said, "We are sisters of Aphrodite but obviously our fathers were very different. The truth is that gods and goddesses do not have DNA, they just perfect the DNA of our human parent and infuse us with some bit of power and essence."

Jenna asked, "Why are you telling me this now?"

Desiree said, "So you know not to freak out when I clean you, this is not the equivalent of what humans would consider incest, we are true sisters under Aphrodite and in the fact that we contain the same type of essence and power. But as far as genetic siblings? Not so much. If there is a human comparison we would be adopted sisters, even though we both come from the same Goddess."

Desiree kissed Jenna softly then sat her on the bed and spread her legs with a light brush of her hands. Leaning in she started to lovingly suckle and lick the baby batter out of Jenna's pussy and ass. Desiree loved the taste of Jenna mixed in with the musky seed. Feeling turned on she forgot about cleaning and started to flick her tongue on Jenna's swollen clit extracting a gasp from her.

Jenna said breathlessly, "Not fair sister, I want to play too."

Smiling Desiree climbed up into the bed and got on top in a 69 position and lowered her pussy onto the waiting tongue. As the thick batter started leaking out of her she felt Jenna suck and lick inside her pussy and dark star and heard her swallow it down in pleasure.

Desiree caressed her Jenna's inner thighs and legs, then lightly ran her fingernails against her succulent ass cheeks while poking her sphincter, licking up the leaking seed. By the time they were clean she was gasping and flushed with pleasure on the cusp of orgasm.

Desiree begged moaning out, "Oh goddess, right there, please don't stop." 

She started teasing Jenna's clit with her lips and tongue while sliding two fingers in her pussy and one in her ass. That drove Jenna over the edge and they exploded together filling the room with sounds of wanton pleasure.

They both felt like they were hit by a lightning striking and Desiree was squirting her honey onto Jenna's 'O' face as Jenna's sweet hot juice soaked her hands and lips.

Jenna said between deep breaths, "Goddess is it? That was amazing."

Desiree turned around and kissed Jenna. The taste of themselves on the other's lips melded into a wonderful joint flavor which caused them both to moan. As they came down from the orgasm they both sensed a human presence at the same time. Both of their heads snapped toward the door which they had not heard open. 

Desiree saw the 4 guys from downstairs when she came in. One of the girls was there as well, a tall blonde with blue eyes and very large DD tits. All 5 of them were staring with open mouths at the two demi-goddesses. Desiree guessed the 5 guys that had left went and bragged about what happened. So these 5 probably came up to see if they were full of it or not. 

Now that she wasn't so thoroughly distracted by Jenna, she could easily sense they were filled with lust. She briefly wondered how long they were standing there and what they saw. By the look of hunger on their faces, she decided probably quite a while.

Desiree turned her head back and looked at her sister.

Jenna shrugged and said, "We can talk family business tomorrow can't we?"

Desiree looked at the 5 by the door then back at her sister. Then she giggled while nodding and licking her lips.

She felt Jenna reach out with her lust aura with the right amount of love mixed in to make it a giving lust, a worship of sexual pleasure to Aphrodite their mother and Goddess. Desiree sent out her aura as well, in anticipation of the many pleasurable offerings remaining for them this night.



The Life of Desiree Ch. 03



Chapter 3 -- A Reward for good service. 

Desiree got off work and headed home, it was a good day and she planned to go out and celebrate. When she got home she drew a bath and relaxed in the soapy bubbles, the whirlpool jets stimulating her skin. 

Feeling relaxed she leans her head back and starts massaging her soapy breasts lightly with her fingertips, smiling to herself as the pleasure of the jets against her skin and her own fingers relaxed her further.

Desiree's, daughter of the Goddess of Love, surrendered to the pleasurable sensations her body was feeling, giving herself over to it, as is pleasing in the eyes of her goddess.

She continued to manipulate one of her breasts as she moved her pussy in front of one of the jets, gasping softly she turns her head to the side and arches her back as she runs that other hand down her stomach to her warming core. She slightly parts her labia with her fore and middle fingers, just enough for the water jet to slam against her sensitive nub. 

When the shock of the water hits she gasps at the sensation of it and twists a nipple slightly setting off the feeling of lightning running strait back down to her heating core. She moaned in pleasure and delight as she slid her finger inside herself, passing off the job of holding herself open to her ring finger now. Gasping hot breaths and mewling sounds of enjoyment filled the bathroom as she worked her middle finger up and down between her lips before slipping it into her sweet honey pot.

Body squirming, she started to have trouble keeping her clit aligned to the pleasurable spray of the water jet. Her clit now enduring short strikes against it, as her tingling body squirmed against her will back and forth. With her middle finger curling and pleasuring her insides she reaches across to her other breast and twists her other nipple causing her core to contract in its now volcanic heat.

Her body is filled with tingling sensation, and her hands become unwieldy as her molten core explodes. She screams out, "Oh Goddess!" as she feels her honey juice flow past her middle finger and through her pussy lips into the warm bath water. Gasping sighs of pleasure inundate the bathroom as she feels a single tear flow down her face at the intensity of the pleasure wracking her half divine nubile body.

As her gasping and twitches slowly stopped, she finished her bath with light strokes of the loofah sponge against her creamy white porcelain sensitive skin. She dried off her body then brushed out her long silken strawberry blonde curls, her bright sparkling jade green eyes looked back at her from the mirror.

It is still early in the evening to go out so she put on a silk robe and headed into the kitchen for a light meal while trying to decide what club to go to. She was fairly sure she had a free night and she would not let it would not go to waste. Finishing dinner she headed back to the bedroom and disrobed.

She decided on a club so heads over to her closet to put on a mini-skirt and a half shirt she knew would leave her tight stomach on display. That is when she felt the call from her Goddess. She found herself moving across the large closet from the mini-skirts and pulling down a fresh pristine white dress that would hug her figure. 

It was a beautiful dress with little adornment on it, as she slipped it on it caressed her body going down. It was strapless with built in support so she went without a bra, it was also long enough to go down to her knees so she skipped the panties as well. She stepped into a pair of 4 inch heels that were a creamy white.

She knew this dress, what it meant. Some human had pleased her mother, and she would be the reward. At least, that is what happened the last 2 times she had worn it. Smiling in fond memory of those 2 encounters she put her hair up in an elaborate bun at her vanity desk. She did not feel the urge to wear makeup. Her perfect natural skin was what the situation called for.

She would go in lieu of the Goddess, in a pure dress and a clean unadorned body to match. No perfume either as her natural scents would be more than enough to ensnare the chosen mortal. Unlike most nights she would not be hiding what she was and she would go as who she was. This mortal would be trusted, at least as far as seeing her true appearance.

She did not get upset about her plans being interrupted. She was here to serve her Goddess and was looking forward to her encounter tonight. She grinned as she thought that her Goddesses and her aims for the night weren't different at all. Her mother's plans just took priority. She took care of some normal every day things, like paying bills and straightening up while waiting for guidance to tell her it was time to go.

She felt it and headed for the front door and was led down to her car. She was guided through the streets of Chicago until she came up to a new upscale club. It took her a minute to find a parking spot about a block away and she walked back to the door.

Simple white dress, no makeup, no earrings or other jewelry, Desiree still just simply walked in the front door unchallenged. The bouncer may have unhooked the rope a little slowly, but only so he could check her out a little longer. Surprised at her reception again due to her nature, though she shouldn't be, knowing how her beauty affected the mortals around her even without aura.

She was just not designed to be arrogant and snobbish. No matter how often she was favored with good service most others couldn't get. Smiling her thanks she swept past gracefully and entered the club. She felt no urge or prompting within so she headed to the bar and ordered a drink. 

It made sense that she would find a follower of Aphrodite here. She knew that such a person would be in this club to spread love and pleasure to their fellow mortals. She decided to just enjoy the atmosphere and wait for guidance so she settled down, relaxed, and sipped her drink.

Before she could finish her first drink, a mortal walked up to her which was surprising. Not to say she was never hit on, but it was rare a man took a shot at her. They would usually think she was either out of their league, which wasn't true, or that she had to be already taken.

What was even more surprising is when she saw him walking up her mouth went dry and she felt flush. He was about 6'2" and 200 pounds, broad shoulders, short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was staring right at her as he closed in, a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.

He said while holding his hand out, "I'm Mike and I need to be dancing with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, so how about it?"

It was the one of the cheesiest lines she had ever heard, and she was waiting for guidance, so she started to look up into his eyes to say no but two things happened at the same time. Her pussy twitched as she looked into them and immediately after she felt guidance to go dance with him.

Desiree said, "Yes," realizing as it came out that she sounded like a confused schoolgirl. She put her hand in the one he held out and said more firmly with a twinkle in her eyes, "Lets."

She felt him squeeze her hand lightly and she checked out his aura. She had felt the guidance but her immediate lust and the fact he put her off her normal poise surprised her. So much that she had to check and make sure he wasn't a demon or demi-god even though she already knew he couldn't be. Her mother would never lead her to one unless it was to counter them. 

She also wondered why she didn't get the signal until he had asked her to dance. One last test before the reward perhaps? He read human, nothing supernatural about him, but he was the mortal she was here for, a reward for him. She wanted to take him right there but firmly reminded herself she didn't want to spend a night in the pokey, so she danced.

He had a strength and surety in dancing that made it feel effortless. She was normally a very good dancer anyway, but it usually took effort, with him it was an easy grace. They did flips and carries and she was enjoying herself immensely. She usually did on missions and even on her personal nights on the town, but this felt like another level of attraction.

He apparently had stamina as well. It was not until after the fourth song that he asked if she wanted a drink.

"Sounds good, love one."

He led her over to a table and pulled out a chair for her then flagged down a waitress and ordered them drinks.

They started chatting, she learned that he was new in Chicago and had heard about this place from one of the guys he works with. He is a new foreman on a couple of the larger projects going on around the city. That explains how in shape he is she thought as they simply enjoyed each other's company while sharing some drinks.

After 2 drinks they danced some more for a while and then returned to the table. The more Desiree talked with and learned about this man, the more powerful the unusually intense attraction was. She was actually a little concerned about it. She usually fell in love with her mission target for the night. But in this case it felt like it would be more than that, which shouldn't be, right?

As the club wound down they decided to dance a few more songs before heading out. He had already invited her to come see his home and she had accepted a little breathlessly, thinking of getting this man alone. She did not think she was wrong that he seemed to be as into her as she was into him.

After the dances they were breathless and smiling as they walked out, she discovered he took the El to get here so she let him drive her car to his home. He lived in a nice two story house right outside of Chicago close to a Metra line, it was definitely upper middle class. 

Not that it mattered to her, she was ridiculously wealthy, she may have looked 19 but she was 32 and had accumulated a lot due to her sales expertise at her job. She wondered why she was even thinking about that. She was the reward for this mortal who had impressed the gods. She was here for one night, right?

She was a demi-goddess of Love, Beauty, Pleasure and Procreation. That was her life, and she spent it spreading the joys of her Goddess one night at a time, falling in love for a night at a time to spread her blessings. She didn't need more in her life, she was complete as she was, wasn't she?

He opened the car door for her and helped her out with a hand, this kind of over the top chivalry usually annoyed her, but for some reason she wanted to swoon to get inside those strong arms. She privately poked fun at herself as she followed him into the house.

He actually gave her a short tour of the house, she thought it was cute, but when they made it to the hot tub out by the back porch he suggested they go in. He said he would be right back so she looked around. The yard was huge and had a privacy thicket or high privacy fence covering the sides. The back led to some woods, so unless some teens were around it was very private.

The hot tub looked like it could hold at least 8 people. Steam was rising from the clear water until Mike came back and hit the switch on the way out the door, filling it with bubbles. Turning around she saw he had a robe on, a spare robe over his arm, two wine glasses and a freshly opened bottle of white.

She smiled and while looking into his eyes she loosened her dress and let it fall to the floor. She was completely naked as she stepped out of her shoes. She was gratified to see his reaction, filled with lust as he took in her form but not leering. She felt as if her body was being caressed by his eyes as he placed the wine and glasses next to the hot tub without looking away and removed his own robe.

Desiree's pussy twitched as she took in his form, he was extremely muscular and in shape. More about the definition of muscles though, they were not huge. She almost gasped when she saw his tool. It was large already but still flaccid, hanging down from his middle.

She turned and walked for the hot tub, moving slowly. She smiled as his eyes devoured her naked flesh. She was in no hurry to hide from his eyes, so instead of sitting down right away she lingered, her nipples tightening in the slightly cool air under his gaze. She poured wine into the two glasses and only sat down after handing the second glass to Mike as he got in beside her. 

There was no speech, no banter as this went on, just two people admiring the other's flesh. When she sat down she sighed in pleasure at the heat of the water against her nubile flesh, her breasts floating on the water, the tops peaking out of the swirling bubbles.

She smiled and said with enthusiasm, "This is wonderful, you must be out here a lot. It's quiet and relaxing."

He sat down close to her, their bodies almost touching. Her heart beat faster.

He said, "Except in the winter I imagine, when there is 2 feet of snow, I spend a lot of time out here so far. It seems like a good neighborhood and no one bothers me."

She felt his hand rest on her thigh as they took a sip of wine. Normally at this point she would make a move. It was what she did after all. Lean into him a bit and start kissing, or simply grabbing his cock and start pleasuring him. Although her pussy twitched at this thought, strangely that idea did not feel right, he had been taking the lead all night from the moment he held out his hand. She was content for that to continue. 

She restrained herself and enjoyed the feel of his hand on her thigh and took another sip of wine. She did however reciprocate at the level he set by putting her hand over his and squeezing, then leaving it there, content to wait. She was in no way nervous just content to let him set the pace.

It didn't take long for him to lean into her and claim her lips. He moaned into her mouth as their lips touched. They found their rhythm quickly for a first kiss and she felt him deepen it. When she felt him tease her lips with light swipes of his tongue she eagerly parted her lips accepting his tongue inside. The taste of him made her whimper into his mouth and her legs spread unconsciously in silent invitation.

He ran his hand to her inner thigh and teased her flesh with his fingertips, so close to her core but she was denied. Lust ignited within her and she silently begged him with her increasingly desperate kiss to take her with his fingers. He gasped into her mouth as she slipped her hand off his and ran it along his inner thigh, returning the teasing caresses and strokes.

She needed him to claim her, she wanted to surrender her body to him and she couldn't do that if she took charge. She was bursting with lust however and not taking him was getting painful. Seconds before she would have given up to the lust and taken him instead, he broke the kiss away from her lips and trailed kisses across her neck. He nipped her earlobe as he finally claimed her core with his fingertips.

His large finger slid into her easily despite her tightness which made her gasp out, "Oh Goddess thank you."

She slid her hand up his inner thigh and stopped to tease his balls lightly with her long nails, drawing a gasp and a nip of her neck before taking his now rock hard member in her hand. She lovingly stroked it up and down under the water, enjoying the feel of it against her palm as he fed her pussy with another finger and started to slide his fingers in and out.

She gasped out, "Oh that's so good, don't stop, please don't stop."

He didn't stop, in fact he started to manipulate her clit with his thumb, grazing it lightly each time he buried his fingers into her core.

She heard him moan out, "OH Desiree, I can't hold it anymore."

She felt his cock swell in her hand as she brought him off under the water. His gasps drove her over the edge and her honey pot tightened down on his fingers as she gasped out in pleasure. The water jets felt over stimulating as they massaged her now tingling body throwing her over the edge into bliss.

Returning to reality from the paradise of her orgasm, Desiree sidled up to him and gave him a kiss and a sigh of contentment. Goddess she loved this man and his body was definitely worthy of her lust, hoping this was just an appetizer she caressed the back of his neck with her fingernails while kissing his neck. 

When she was done with that and went to kiss him she noticed she had somehow jumped onto his lap and straddled him without remembering doing it at all.

She grinned impishly and said, "Hi there."

His return smile hit her heart like an avalanche.

He said in a low soft voice, "Let me show you my bedroom."

She nodded to him and was going to get off of him so they could get out, but he just lifted her up in his arms as he stood up, and then kissed her senseless before carrying her out of the hot tub. They got into the robes which were thick and would dry them quickly. 

Seeming determined not to let her out of his arms he swept her back up for more kissing and caressing while they waited to be dry enough to go in. She sat in his lap sideways her left breast crushed against his chest as they exchanged kisses. They were passionate but with less urgency than earlier. Their recent release had her anticipation for the rest of the night purring like a kitten in her core.

When they were dry enough he got up then set her down carefully on feet. Taking her hand he led her into the house and up the stairs. She hadn't gotten to see the upstairs yet, the earlier tour only encompassing the lower level. She could feel it as they neared the master bedroom down the hallway, there was an altar dedicated to her goddess in that room.

Goddess she loved this man.

That thought brought her up short. She hadn't meant that in a divine way, a way to give her Divine Love, Beauty and Lust that sprung from Aphrodite for a night with a mortal. That thought came from her mortal half, and it frightened her, she had never in her 32 years felt this type of love. She lived and breathed the Love of her goddess, but, not this kind, not the permanent mark on her soul kind.

She must be mistaken, confused. She was his, but only for tonight. That is how it worked.

Luckily he was facing forward or he would have seen the expression of confusion and fear on her face as he led her to the bedroom, she covered it up quickly and decided to deal with it later. Either way, Love or love, she was his for the night, and that was enough right now for her to come to grips with herself.

They walked through the door and she took his room in. There was a king size bed across the room a little to the left against the center of the wall, strait ahead against the wall on her right was an antique oak dresser that spanned half the length of the wall. To the left there were two doors, probably the closet and bathroom, but they were closed.

She took a couple of steps in and looked over her left shoulder at the wall across from the bed. There was a large armoire directly across from the foot of the bed, the doors were open. On the bottom she saw numerous unused candles and other paraphernalia. On a shelf about waist high there was a beautiful 2 foot high statue of Aphrodite surrounded by smaller statues of people getting it on.

When she turned back Mike looked nervous since the first time she ever saw him, so she tilted her head wondering why.

He said, "Yeah, some girls go running thinking I'm a psycho about now because I have an altar in my bedroom. But I am not. Psycho that is. This is for the Goddess Aphrodite, who is the goddess of love. Nothing crazy in that."

Desiree now understood, she never even gave that a second thought considering who she was, but she guessed for a mortal woman who doesn't believe in the gods? That could be strange, or even scary if you have an overactive imagination. No wonder he looks nervous. The fact he won't hide it despite the bad reactions and he was faithful to the Goddess got her wet.




The Life of Desiree Ch. 03



Trying not to giggle she purred out breathlessly, "So, Aphrodite is going to watch you ravish this body," as she slipped out of the robe and it tumbled onto the floor she sexily twisted her hips. 

She is now standing in front of him naked but between her long strawberry blonde hair hiding her nipples and her twist he can't see anything. OK, he could see a lot she thinks, but not the nipples or pussy.

She loved to do this because it drove men crazy, having a naked woman in front of them and she may have well been wearing a bikini for all they could see her most intimate parts.

She was happy to see it didn't fail in his case. He looked staggered with lust, his eyes kept trying to penetrate what she had hidden.

He finally nodded when the blood got back to his brain up top, "Exactly."

She thought now would be a good time to show him who she was, why she was there, but it didn't feel right and she had no direction from her goddess. She was also wondering if she was hesitant because of her confusion, how she felt about him, personally. She still wanted him setting the rules and the pace, if she showed herself that would take some of his control away, and she didn't want to do that.

Eyes not moving away from her, he took off his robe and started moving toward her. It dropped to the floor as he scooped her in his arms and carried her to the bed, laying her down.

He stood by the bed staring down at her naked body laid out before him. He caressed her lovely soft nubile flesh with his hands while staring at her with awe in his eyes.

"You are so beautiful Desiree, you take my breath," he said in a low fervent voice.

He climbed into bed and parted her legs at the slightest touch of his fingertips on her thighs. She was so responsive to his lead that her legs went up and around the back of his head at the same moment he started to lean down.

Her thighs rested on his shoulders as he took the first lick inside her center. She heard him groan at the flavor as she gasped at the feel of his rough tongue running along her labia. She alternatively ran her hands through his hair and grabbed on to grind her honey pot hard against his tongue.

She encouraged his explorations with soft gasps and moans of approval as he gently violated her sweet silken folds with his tongue. 

She exploded against his face in short order. His head pushed and held against her pussy when her thighs locked together. She felt as he continued to lick the outside of her labia as her body trembled at his ministrations. When she recovered enough to move he licked back between her velvety folds and flicked her clit a couple of times, seconds later she was enraptured again in an even bigger explosion.

When she came down from that second orgasm she must have lost a few seconds as she felt his hand roaming her body and his mouth coming to claim hers. He had moved up and now lay beside her. His body sideways and she felt his hard cock against her hip. She welcomed her taste as he slid his tongue into her welcoming mouth. His lips damp with her honey danced against her lips.

She wanted him inside her pussy now, but she absolutely needed to taste him. Putting off her want she rolled over pushing him on his back then she broke the kiss to travel down his body. Her nipples grazing his flesh sending delicious jolts to her honey pot as she kissed his neck. She slowly worked her way down his body, building his anticipation and her own.

Her mouth was watering in anticipation as she finally reached his stiff rod. She moaned in pleasure as she licked the precum off his tip. His musky taste excited her as she heard him gasp out her name. She took a little into her mouth then, swirling her tongue around the tip a few times before lowering her mouth down to his toned body, her tongue and spit swirling the bottom of his cock.

When she had lifted her face high enough, she grabbed the base of his shaft. She pulled up and slightly twisted as she sucked hard raising her mouth back to the tip to lick and swirl again. Between the taste of his cock and the moans she was extracting from him, she doubled her efforts. With wanton abandon she pleasured his cock and balls with hands, lips, tongue and throat with every skill and trick she knew.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore, she had to taste him, so she buried his cock deep in her throat and started humming as she gently raked her fingernails across his balls and taint. His sac tightened under her fingertips and she felt her throat expand as he started spewing. She backed her head off a bit quickly to take his spew into her mouth, ropes of cum striking the back of her throat and landing on her tongue as she jacked his base to milk as much as she could.

She moaned in satisfaction, "Mmmm, you taste wonderful."

She saw him look down at her, absolute awe in his eyes, "That was incredible."

She grinned naughtily, "My pleasure," and then crawled her way back up the bed.

Desiree was torn, the thought of leaving this man and never seeing him again was painful, but it was what she did. He was a good man, generous in bed. Yes she just met him, but she knew, her powers made it blindingly obvious to her. Yet she knew after this night of pleasure was gone so would she be. Never be seen again. 

That is what was meant to be, but then why did it feel like she had been punched in the stomach when she considered it. She needed a moment to sort these strange new feelings, before he noticed her distress. So she summoned the 14 years of control, experience and her intimate knowledge of her own body to smile at him sultrily.

"I'll be right back for round three," she purred.

She slid off the bed and walked toward the two doors, then looked over her shoulder. She couldn't help but smile when she saw him checking out her legs and ass.

He looked up to her eyes and said with a lustful grin, "The left one, right is the closet."

She opened up the door and slipped inside. She may have fallen for this mortal man; she may be confused, upset, and shocked by the feelings running through her, and even the doubting. But she only doubted herself, she also had faith. When she closed the door she slipped to her knees and prayed to her Goddess for direction and understanding through her now tearful eyes.

She started to feel overwhelming love and looked up toward the mirror, but Aphrodite was not in the mirror, she was standing directly in front of her.

"What's wrong my child?" the goddess asked her.

She poured her heart out to the goddess, "I came to reward your servant, but I think I am in love with him, not the divine love I feel for all the people I am with, but the human kind. The thought of leaving after this night and never seeing him again hurts my soul."

"Oh my dear child, you are not that man's reward, although he surely deserves it."

She knew she looked confused as she asked, "He's not? Then what is happening to me?"

"I am so proud of you daughter, but you are missing the obvious. I am the Goddess of Love, Beauty and Pleasure, but do not forget I am also the Goddess of Procreation. The reward my faithful servant is not his, it is yours. That man out there is perfect for you and you him. You will both bring me many grandchildren and have many happy years together if you wish it.

"I will still send you on missions occasionally but not nearly as much, more of an emergency type deal. You will be busy loving that man and raising children my daughter, and in 60 years you will just be coming into you're maturity and be more beautiful than you are now. It is not too long to do without you. I am proud of you."

Aphrodite says with a naughty wink, "Now go get that man before he falls asleep!"

Desiree says, her tears now cathartic, "Thank you Goddess, I am ever your servant and loving daughter."

Aphrodite with a wink and swish of her hips disappears, drowning the bathroom in the darkness of her absence.

Desiree quickly washed her face after she calmed down. She also used her powers of Beauty to remove the blood-shot eyed evidence of her shed tears. Feeling only slightly nervous now at the strange mortal feelings she opens the door. 

Filled with the inner peace and confidence that the Goddess has restored to her she walks over to the bed.

"Miss me?" she asked with a sultry smile as she crawls onto the bed.

"Desperately," he admits with both fervor and good humor.

Teasingly she crawls on top of him and starts kissing him softly. She rubs his semi-flaccid cock along her labia, gently sliding flesh against flesh. Though she was gasping in pleasure herself, teasing them both, she continued to rub her increasingly wet labia against his hardening cock, sliding her body forward and back, trapping his hardening meat against his body.

She breaks the kiss as she feels he is now fully erect, the bottom of his pole wet with her drippings. She slowly sat up and stretched. Arms above her body as she arches her back sticking her generous tits in his face, nipples hardened.

When she is done with her long sensual, sexy and naughty stretch she fake yawns and said, "I'm sleepy, you ready for sleep?"

She giggled when he growled and grabbed her, then rolled and twisted until she was below him. Smiling up at him false innocence mixed with mischief in her eyes.

"So that's a no then?" as she arched her eyebrows and tried to reach his manhood with her honey pot.

He said with an evil smile, "Nope, I think you need to be teased first like you teased me, only fair."

He rubbed the tip of his cock against her labia, teasing at the entrance but not spreading her lips at all.

She gasped and moaned out, "Not fair."

He smiled in victory, "Really?"

She felt him again rub his cock against her labia, but a little inside the lips, teasing them apart but not entering. She felt him jerk back as she bucked herself, trying to impale herself on his steel rod.

She tried pouting, it didn't work, he wasn't impressed. Finally she started begging.

"Please stop teasing, you are driving me crazy," she managed to get out between the gasps and whimpers.

Her eyes widened as she felt him slide inside her for the first time, staring up into his eyes she saw a mix of strength and need, confident in himself and in awe of her. He slowly slipped in as her pussy walls conformed and tightened on him. She never looked away, her eyes trapped by his, her body yielding to him as she watched his face fill with pleasure as he filled her warm, tight and wet hole.

He kissed her tenderly as he pulled out then pushed back in slowly. He read her body perfectly, when she was used to him he sped up as if by her request and she moaned in pleasure. The kiss was gaining in passion as he started to pump into her harder, long strokes ending with a slap of flesh against flesh that caused her clit to tingle.

She gasped out, "Just like that, please, don't stop!"

She felt as he started to go faster, truly pounding into her, his breathing heavier as grunts escaped his lips. Her warmth tightened around his cock tightly and he paused, grinding her in a small circle while completely buried inside. She looked up into his eyes as she trembled under him and exploded, her honey pot drenching his cock and balls.

She cried out, "Oh goddess," between mewling and panting.

She realized he had not come as she was losing that ultra sensitivity he ground against her again, feeling him swiveling his hips and extracting more moans from her lips. When she settled down to a mere heavy breathing he started to slide his cock in and out of her again. They slowly built up speed as she arched her back to meet each stroke.

She quickly had her second orgasm, her core tightening around him. This time he kept going, pounding away and extending her explosion. She felt him swell within her as she was quickly catapulted toward a third orgasm, oversensitivity mixing pain with the pleasure and holding her on the edge of it.

"Come in me love, I want your seed within me."

She almost cringed as the word slipped out of her traitorous lips. They just met and hadn't really talked about a second date, much less love. But she was thrown into that third orgasm and lost all thought as she felt his rigid cock fire into her womb. Her pussy muscles started to milk him, drawing as much of his seed as it could into her core.

She knew she wouldn't get pregnant from this yet, they needed to get some stuff straight first and her magic would protect her from pregnancy as it always had before. It would be wrong to take that choice away from this man she had fallen for so hard.

She had another mini orgasm as he withdrew his pole from her warmth, a large aftershock that once again denied her coherent thought for a few moments.

Gasping they held each other as they caught their breath. She enjoyed the feel of his body against her and felt secure in the strength of his arms. So secure in fact that she fell asleep.

To be continued...



The Life of Desiree Ch. 04



Chapter 4 – The Reward Part 2.

Desiree stretched, arching her back. Her body felt slightly sore but in a good way. Remembering she is not at home she smiled and opened her eyes. 

He is not here.

Looking around she saw a note left on his pillow. She reached out for it, bringing it in front of her to read.

"Desiree, you looked so peaceful and beautiful sleeping in my bed early this morning I didn't have the heart to wake you. I had to run into work for the morning. Feel free to stay and make yourself at home and I will see you early afternoon. If you can't stay please leave your number. I would really love to see you again."

She got up and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. It was about 8:30 and she needed to go into work too. She guessed being in construction his day must start very early. 

She would be late, but it would be fine as long as she made her 10 am presentation. No one gives the money maker a hard time. She thought about what she learned last night and smiled. He was hers, not the other way around. Then she started worrying.

Yes, she had faith her mother had led her to the right man, one that could fall for her like she fell for him. Into something lasting. But this was not a fairytale, he may be the perfect man but a real relationship takes work. Sharing the Goddesses love and succor for a night? Easy. Natural for her. Sharing a lifetime of human love? Even with a sure thing it would take work.

That really wasn't what she was worried about. She was a hard worker after all. Took care of business. It was the thought she could screw it up. She knew how to be a demi-goddess and all that entailed as a servant of Aphrodite. Not how to be a girlfriend in a long term relationship, much less a wife and mother. She was 32 and had absolutely no experience in this area of life.

Reward? Yes. Scary? Hell yes!

Desiree giggled at how silly she was being. How hard could it be? Yes, this wasn't in her Goddesses hands anymore but that doesn't mean she can't go to her own mother for advice does it? Feeling a bit better now that she was able to ground it in her faith, which she had an abundance of, she finished washing up. She got last night's clothes on and quickly penned a note and her number.

She headed out and ran by her condo on the way to work to change. She managed somehow to get to work at 9:40 so no problems there.

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Desiree had a terrible afternoon. She kept wondering if Mike would call her and when. She kept spacing out and missing what the people around her were talking about. She did say in the quick note she had to work until 6 tonight, so he probably won't. Crap. She is acting like a love struck mortal. Poise and grace she firmly reminded herself as she trained her focus to what was happening around her.

She had better focus for the rest of the day and the time flew by. Before she knew it she was heading out of the parking garage and on her way home, her phone out on her passenger seat. Just in case he called. Ugh. She was doing it again. 

What happened to the confident demi-goddess who held men as putty in her hands? Loved them and set them free, better for having met her, but under control. Oh, yeah, that's right. She fell in love. Being a demi-goddess? A lifetime of experience. Being in love? 18 hours and counting. She snorted at herself as she pulled into the parking garage at her condo.

She knew this was new for her, as a demi-godess on a mission it was still possible for her to screw up. That had even happened to her a couple of times, luckily it was salvageable. However those 14 years doing it had given her a lot of confidence.

Desiree assumed the same held for this, just because they were perfect for each other, and he was picked for her by Aphrodite, did not mean she couldn't blow it. She knew she was in for a bumpy ride as she learned the human side of things, but had faith it would work out, for the most part.

At least it was Friday night. She had all weekend with him. If he called. Crap.

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Mike picked up his cell phone, and then put it back down. Chicken shit, what is that the twentieth time today? Where was the guy with all the confidence last night? Well, that was when it was just a dance on the line. This had got complicated fast.

He thought about waiting until tomorrow, he had blown it before by calling a woman too soon afterward. Fucking dating rules. When he got home at 2 pm he had found the note she left. 

"Had a wonderful time, looking forward to your call. Working until 6 –Des"

Under that her phone number. Mocking him.

He wasn't normally like this of course. But Desiree... She had knocked him for a loop last night. She had to be the sexiest and most beautiful woman he has ever seen. He imagined if he never gets to see Aphrodite he would never see anyone more beautiful.

So he asked her to dance. The cheesy pick up line spewing from his mouth, but sincerely.

After that the more they talked, flirted and even joked around she had somehow managed to worm her way around his heart. That hadn't happened to him in a long time. Years. Sure, more recently he had felt attraction, had fun and very much enjoyed the company of other woman. But it never worked out.

But her, she ensnared him. Great dancer, and graceful. Leading with her was easy, it was like dancing with air as she effortlessly followed his queues. Then, when he was already practically lost, she blew his mind in bed. Then, when we were about to... 

She had called him love. He thought it was a slip, a symptom of lust combined with good sex. Problem is, it made his heart beat faster, and lose control as he emptied himself inside her. Yes he was already on the edge, but it was obvious to him that was what shoved him over.

Shortly after when she fell asleep in his arms is when he realized. How in the hell had he fallen for a woman in less than 24 hours? When he woke at 5am to go to work he didn't even give a second thought to leaving her in his home, it was only later he realized the trust he had automatically extended to Desiree.

So there he was, every 15 minutes after 2pm picking up his phone. Deciding that, no she is at work, don't want to be a stalker, or bug her if she is working. So he put the phone back down. Once six rolled around the excuses he gave to himself got weaker. She is probably driving. She just got home. He needed to give her a minute to decompress from the day.

And now Mike was worried about dating rules? Bullshit. He never went for that crap. He wasn't going to start now just because the stakes where higher. The question though is if she does. Then he finally decided he needed to call, if it scared her away he would deal. He was done with this chicken crap. 5 hours of it had been long enough. 

Although to be fair to himself, Mike's reasons for not calling were semi legitimate, and he manned up when that stopped being the case.

Looking up to his statue of Aphrodite he said a quick prayer to his patron Goddess, and then picked up the phone...

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She walked inside her apartment at 6:20 and made herself a chicken salad and allowed herself one glass of white with dinner. She flipped on the radio and tuned to an all 80's station and dug in. Trying not to spiral again, she started a warm bath when she got done with dinner about ten minutes to seven and settled in for a soak.

Relaxed for the first time all day she soaked in the steamy warm water. The massaging jets loosening all the muscles in her body. She put her head back and as she was about to pray, hoping to ask her mother for guidance, the phone rang. Of course. This was the first time she hadn't had the damn thing right next to her all day.

She jumped out of the water and ran to the kitchen. Naked, dripping on the floor wet, and nervous, she hit the answer button...

"Hello?" she said.

"Desiree? This is Mike, now a good time?"

She giggled, lying and telling the truth at the same time, because anytime really was good for him she decided, "Perfect actually, was thinking about you today. Didn't get to say goodbye."

"Sorry about that, just couldn't bring myself to wake you. Plus it was 5am, I get started pretty early."

Desiree answered, "No need for sorry, and thanks for the note you left."

Mike asked, "Are you busy tonight?"

Relief, and her normal confidence came rushing back and she replied, "Yes I am. Not sure what I am doing yet though."

Mike asked sounding slightly confused, "You don't know yet?"

She replied with a smile in her voice, "Nope, you haven't told me what our plans are yet. I'm really curious about it too."

"You swing dance?"

She started back to the tub as she answered, "It's been known to happen."

She slipped into the tub as he said, "That's the plan, when can I pick you up?"

"8:30?" She also told him her address.

He said, "On the dot," then asked, "What is that noise?"

She answered in a sultry voice, "Bubble jets... In my whirlpool tub."

After a slight pause he replied with a small catch in his voice, "I'll see you in about an hour then. Enjoy your bath Desiree."

She replied, "I will. Thanks."

She got off the phone and finished her bath with a smile on her face. She got dressed in a white matching laced bra and panties. She couldn't go without this time wearing her skirt, since she expected to be flipped upside down on the dance floor tonight. She also put on some 3 inch heels she could dance in and a tight shirt. She did not wear makeup at all, deciding to go natural.

When he knocked on the door at twenty five minutes after eight she opened it intending to give him a quick kiss on the lips. That intention lasted all the way until she could smell him and tasted his lips. The short innocent kiss before the night out grew into a hungry passionate kiss. She just could not help herself. She wasn't even out of the apartment and this man had already made her panties wet.

Not giving up his lips she continued the kiss as she dragged him through her door by the waist of his pants while unbuttoning and unzipping his pants with the other hand. One part of her mind knew this wasn't normal dating behavior. The rest of her didn't think at all. 

She let her passion for him take her as she pushed him up against the inside of the door to close it, broke the kiss, fell to her knees while pulling down his pants and enveloped his tasty meat in her warm hot mouth all in one smooth motion. His whole body froze for a few moments, as if he wasn't sure what to do. 

Well, his whole body except for his manhood which was growing in her mouth, twitching on her tongue as she left circles of saliva on the bottom of his length with the tip of her tongue.

She tilted her head back and stared into his surprised eyes, her eyes answering back with love, lust, need, and hunger. The surprise did not last long as he gasped at the feel of her lips around him. She watched his face and eyes transform from surprise to tenderness, awe, lust and ecstasy.

She had felt in control earlier, when he had asked what she was doing on the phone. She knew then that he did indeed want to see her. He had in fact probably wanted to call all day but waited until she was home. She felt confident, in control at that point.

But she was not in control at all. She was a demi-goddess of Pleasure, she ruled lust. It was her tool, as was Love. But just as her love for this man, her lust for him also ruled her.

Of course she could have resisted giving in to the lust. She could have fought it or agonized over it as she had this new love all day. She could have fought off the promptings to please her man. But she didn't, she submitted to it instead, submitted to him. As she took him down her throat she groaned in pleasure, her pussy tingling. He may be a gift for her from the Goddess, but she was his. Her lust, her love, her beauty, and eventually her fertileness, all the human parts of it belonged to him. 

Understanding now, her confusion lifted. It was all his. She was not in control of this, and that was okay, it was more than okay. This overwhelming lust that prompted her to pleasure him with her warm and wet mouth, her slick tongue teasing the bottom of his manhood. Her perfect lips belonged to the cock they were wrapped around right now. Wrapped around and sucking it in. 

In this submission she felt loved and safe. She was a powerful woman, but was defenseless after she had taken in his scent and touch. She did not yet fully understand it, but she didn't fight it, she could work through it later, right now she had a cock to please with her generous lips.

As her talented lips, tongue and throat gave him pleasure he had let his guard down, let her see it in his eyes. She saw the love he already had for her, though she was helpless to control it, it was still within her power to detect it. 

It burned from his eyes as she felt him swell in her throat. Her eyes were encouraging and begging him to feed her his seed. She moaned on his cock as it shot his seed out, when it hit her tongue and the force of his love touched her senses...

Her warm wet core that was already dripping contracted tightly, transporting her into wanton ecstasy as she sucked and milked the seed from his manhood. She could not recall ever cumming during oral unless she at least stimulated herself, until now.

As his softening manhood fell from her mouth she looked up, her face flush from orgasm and said, "Ummm, Hi. Would you believe I missed you?"

She made sure he was clean then closed his pants back up. She stood then and kissed him on the lips, sharing his taste.

He whispered, as if it were a secret, "I missed you too. Would it surprise you to know I already love you, though I don't understand how, too fast to be believed?"

Looking at him with mischief in her eyes she both teased and reassured him, "To be believed? Isn't your patron the Goddess of Love? But to answer your question, no. I was a little surprised when I saw it in your eyes a minute ago, but not now. I am also desperately in love with you too. I know you heard me last night, and it was a slip, but it was also the truth."

Smiling she said, "I'll be right back, need to fix myself quick."

She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Using her powers of beauty she fixed herself and her clothes. She really wanted him to see her in these tonight so she cheated instead of changing. Her soaking wet panties were now fresh. She knew she had to tell him what she was, and who her mother is, instead of teasing him about it when he couldn't get the joke. 

Bad daughter. Of course he already worshipped her mother, so it's not like he could fight it if she became a meddling mother she thought mischievously. She felt her mother's laughter within her as she joined Mike and went dancing.

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Desiree was flying. Dancing with Mike was so easy. All the flips, carries and other advanced swing moves she always had to work hard for were pulled off with effortless grace in his supporting hands. When the dance ended in a hold she couldn't help but kiss him before leaving the dance floor. 

He ordered a couple of drinks while they cooled off. She took a sip and that is when she felt it. A calling. She could feel how upset her mother was at this timing as her eyes were drawn across the room, guided by her goddess and that is when she saw the succubus.

She was 5'7" and had long straitened dark red hair. If she wasn't a DD cup size she was damn close. She looked very fit and sexy as hell. She was chatting up a couple of guys, her next victims. Desiree knew that beauty was a lie. Under that shape shifting spell she was an ugly hag with sharp vampire type teethe. Her wings and tail if showing would be black, oily and greasy, smelling of death and corruption.

However even she could not see that right now, only sense it. She appeared to be a stunning redhead playing coy with 2 players trying to pick her up. Just another lie. She was playing them and their immortal souls were in danger. It was time to send a demon to hell.

She took a sip of her drink and kissed Mike on the cheek and said, "I'll be back in a few minutes, I'll explain later but I need to take care of something quick. She winked at him as she stood and walked away.

She didn't have time to drag her home, so figured out a way to get it done quick. Losing herself in the bodies of the crowd she asked her mother and got the okay. While shuffling in the thick crowd she actually had privacy, so she was changed into who she needed to be.

Looking at the mirror on the wall of the dance floor she saw a slutty tramp. She was wearing an extra short mini skirt that showed her bubbled butt in the back. Her panties were now a thong that pretty much put her core assets on display. Her shirt was a cut off showing her stomach and had a neckline that just managed to cover the nipples of her now D size breasts. The center of her chest was almost fully exposed. 

She had long bleach blond hair and bright blue eyes. She started to strut past the tables angling to give the succubus a full view of what to her would be a quick easy snack as she made her way to the bathroom.

She wished there was another way, but her powers lay with the Goddess of love. In a straight fight she wouldn't last two seconds. If she was lucky she would be able to make it run from her aura. But in bed, a demi-goddess of Aphrodite was powerful. Lust was her lure. The burning fire of pure love was used to cleanse the evil off the face of the earth. Her faith made her strong. She loved Mike desperately, but he was far from her mind now, she was focused.

All of her human side belonged to Mike, but this, the demi-goddess side of her nature belonged to her mother, Aphrodite. It was both a duty and a pleasure to serve her Goddess.

She stepped into the bathroom, as she felt the evil approaching she bent over the sink fully displaying her luscious ass. As she fell into the role of the slut she was playing, her mound soaked the g-string panties. She could see how wet they were as they perfectly outlined her mound. Her pussy lips sucking in a little bit of the material.

She felt a wave of pure lust roll off of the succubus, pretending to be affected by the monsters power she moaned in pleasure and stuck her ass out even more prominently. She encouraged some pussy juice to start running down her leg. For a moment she was thankful for all the skanky sluts in the world, or else this trap would be even more obvious. But the succubus's hunger ensured its falling for it.

Desiree gasped out, "Hi, I'm Candy."

The succubus purred, "Can I taste you Candy, you have me quite turned on."

Desiree looked at the succubus in lust and gasped out, "Please."

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Gemma the succubus was out trolling for some souls to claim. She had these two guys on the hook. These morons believed her to be a naïve shy girl. She couldn't wait to get them somewhere more private. She looked up and saw a tramp walking by, she could smell that she was horny as hell and would be a good and quick target.

She would have plenty of times to draw things out with the men once she took some of the edge off her hunger. She followed the blonde into the bathroom, she could not believe her luck, a mortal wouldn't have any problems picking this girl up.

The succubus locked the door then walked over to Desiree and gave her a kiss, pouring the lust out. The slutty blonde moaned into her mouth, this should be fun as well as tasty. She twisted Candy's nipple hard as she bit her bottom lip. She felt Candy's hand running down her body and then up her skirt. The blonde's nimble fingers found her panty less and groaned in need as she ran a finger along her slit.




The Life of Desiree Ch. 04



Gemma returned the favor, Candy's g-string making a squelching wet sound as she pulled it out and away from her soaked honey pot. The slut's kiss turned into a gasp of pleasure as she slid 3 fingers into the dripping warm hot box. She knew the slut was hers, that she could claim her at any time by flicking her clit and sucking out her soul during orgasm. But the little slut was hot and Gemma wanted to orgasm before that happened.

Gemma pushed the blonde down to the dirty floor, mesmerizing her with her now blackened and fire lit eyes. She lowered her pussy onto the bimbo's tongue then ground her clit against Candy's face. She bent down and started to lick her victim's honey pot, working it so they came together.

Nothing was more satisfying to Gemma then tearing the soul out of a human during her own orgasm. She smiled at the slut's talented tongue, she really knows what she is doing. 

Gemma moaned, "mmmMM, just like that Candy, lick my pussy you nasty tramp!"

This won't take long. She can get back with those two guys before they get bored and move on. If they are any good perhaps she will keep them a few days for pleasure before sucking them dry. Gemma felt her core eject fluids onto the slut's face as she sucked in Candy's engorged clit and bit down hard. She reached out with her power to claim the soul as her face was covered with squirts of honey.

She suddenly gasped, but not in pleasure, in fear. Something was wrong. She couldn't get her hooks into the soul, and when she tried to pull back her power she couldn't. Something had a hold of it and wouldn't let go. Then she felt something she should never have been able to feel again. Something she had not felt since she made a deal with that demon so long ago.

A pure bright love burned within her. Gemma cried out as the evil that made up her body was burned away. In her last moments of existence her darkened soul despaired at what she had done and feared the price she would now be forced to pay. She looked down between her legs and the slut was gone. She saw a strawberry blonde woman with eyes of burning gold surrounded by an aura of pure white and pure Love. 

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The succubus burned up as her power consumed it. Her orgasm making her body weak and tingly she lay there for a second. Taking a deep breath she stood up and looked in the mirror. She looked perfect, not a hair out of place, her power of beauty wiping away the grime and sex smell and juices of the encounter with the succubus.

She went back to the table and leaned down to kiss Mike before sitting back down. He gaped at her which confused her for a minute. Then she remembered she shouldn't look perfect anymore. They had been dancing for about an hour, sweating and getting a little mussed up. Her hair should have a mussed sexy look, not a just left the salon look. Oops. 

"Is that where you went, to fix yourself up for twenty minutes?" he asked.

He had given her an out, but she would lie to this man when hell froze over.

She shook her head and said, "I had to stop someone from making a mistake, I can explain later. Me looking better is related though, just not how you are thinking."

He asked, "So you will explain when we leave?"

She responded with a coy smile, "How about over breakfast? I make a mean omelet. It is complicated, and I had other plans for us tonight."

After another drink they headed back to the dance floor.

They had fun but she noticed he was a little more reserved, perhaps she better explain when they get back to her apartment, and not wait until morning.



The Life of Desiree Ch. 05



Chapter 5 -- The Reward Part 3

Desiree really wanted to have sex with Mike right now, but instead she is making some coffee and getting ready to explain what happened, and who she is. No problem, just explain how she is half goddess and had to destroy an evil succubus to save a couple of guys. Easy. Oh, and while she was at it explain how they are perfect together and should be together. Perfectly reasonable. Her mind seemed to be bleeding the sarcasm tonight.

It is helping that Mike seems very patient though, she hopes that lasts. At least he already believes in the gods, but still, it isn't every day the supernatural walks into your life. She smiled as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She relaxed into him as he lightly brushed his lips on the side of her neck. She could get used to that.

Mike asked patiently, "You were going to explain what's going on?"

She relaxed even more, he sounded curious, and a bit concerned, but not angry. Turning around she kissed him then sat down at the table and sipped her coffee, gathering her thoughts. Best to start from the beginning she decided. To give the needed context to the night's events.

"I am not like other woman, I am different. Always was. I started noticing right around 13, when I developed into a woman's body fairly early. As my friends had trouble with their hair, or makeup running, I noticed that I never did. My hair always styled easily into whatever I wanted to do with it. Then it stayed that way until I wanted to change it. Makeup as well, I instinctively knew how to use it, and it never ran, or got messed up until I was ready to change it or take it off.

"It was confusing. I never had a bad hair day. Not one blemish or pimple on my skin, ever. I was attractive and I knew it, but it did not make me stuck up or pretentious, it just was. I was neither the queen bee nor a target in school, but I had few close friends. It seemed that adults were affected by it, but not in a bad way."

She paused and took a sip of coffee then asked, "Still with me?"

He seemed sincere when he nodded. The look on his face was one of curiosity.

"So within the next few years it changed again, it wasn't just easy to style my hair anymore, I could just focus on one while getting dressed. When I looked in the mirror my hair was perfectly done in that hairstyle. My makeup also seemed to follow. At that point I was 16 and still never had a blemish on my skin. Paper cuts, scratches and stuff like that would vanish overnight. No white lines, no red slashes, no scabbing, just perfect skin.

"At the time I had no idea what I was, or how this was possible. I knew I was adopted, so asking my parents wouldn't have helped anything, or so I thought. Point is I kept all my questions to myself. When I turned 18 and headed off to college, I started experimenting with my sexuality. I was careful however when I figured out if I wanted someone, I could get them. Girl, guy, didn't matter.

"If I had decided to sleep with them they said yes, every time. I learned to control that though, once I figured it out it felt wrong, and I didn't use it until after they said yes. Then it was only about... Enhancing the experience. Shortly after that I met Anna, my sister. She explained who I was, what I was, and offered me a deal."

Desiree looked up at Mike, he looked a little skeptical but there was belief in his eyes as well, after all he had seen her looking mussed up then perfect 20 minutes later. Belief in the gods or not she was about to drop a bomb.

"My powers come from Aphrodite. My mother, my goddess and my patron. I work for her, do certain jobs. In return the gods ensure prosperity in my mortal life. The reason I disappeared tonight, there was a demon, a succubus, preying on a couple of men. She could have taken their souls if I had not... Lured her away and destroyed her.

"After that was done I was a hot mess, so I fixed it. I had planned to tell you all of this over the weekend, but you caught on that something wasn't quite right tonight so I decided to spring it all on you now."

Desiree felt unsure, exposed. It was not a common feeling for the demi-goddess. She took a sip of coffee and waited patiently for Mike's reaction. Currently she could feel he was almost in shock and overwhelmed. Stuck between love and fear, belief and disbelief. He felt doubt it was possible and if possible doubted if his emotions for her were genuine. 

She could read all this and more with her empathy. She patiently waited for him to work through the storm of his emotions.

She felt him decide to give her the benefit of the doubt. After all, if she was controlling his emotions he wouldn't be questioning at all.

Mike asked, "And where do I fit into all of this, why did you bother to explain it to me?"

Desiree smiled and said, "It was my mother that put me in your path, she was playing match maker, a reward for me and a gift for you. This does not negate free will, we can still screw it up, or even just walk away if that is what either of us wants. 

"Or... We could stay together. Maybe even build a family some day. It is not a question of if we are right for each other, we are. It is if we decide to, or not to, put the effort into it that makes the difference. We are not magic, but we are highly compatible.

"Oh, and just to nip those lingering doubts in the bud, and to verify I am not a crazy person. I will go ahead and prove what I am for you."

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Mike felt like he was dreaming, he believed in the Goddess but.... His love and respect for this stunning woman was at war with his disbelief. A demi-goddess in love with him? A gift? How did he deserve something like that? He waited for her to prove it to him as she said she would.

He watched as she got up, her jade green eyes started to brighten, eventually they started to glow a solid gold color. If that wasn't enough her body started glowing with a bright white light. He felt love in the light, overwhelmingly, as if she was Love itself. He realized this was a faint echo of his Goddess but it was still highly overwhelming to his mortal senses.

He was in awe of her, and the power he felt coming off her. He knew that not only she was telling the truth about what and who she was, but also that she did not influence him magically in any way. There was no room for deception or trickery. It would not survive the glaring light of love.

When she stopped glowing Mike noticed her hair was down now, perfectly styled and she hadn't touched it. He watched as she walked around the table and got on her knees and took his hands.

Desiree said, "I am yours, the human part of me. My love and devotion for you to either cherish or reject. You claim my mother as your patron, and here is the catch, you must share me with her without jealousy. I have my goddess side, and that belongs to Aphrodite, and any missions she might send me on. She did say that it would be in emergencies only if we stay together and make a family, but it will still happen."

Mike held back from answering right away. He wanted to assure her that he loved her, and wanted to share his life with her. But it was a serious thing he needed to ponder. She might be his and she might stay faithful to their love. He imagined though that physical intimacy was one of the things the Goddess would ask of her in her duties. In essence she needed a free pass for that.

Was he okay with the idea of Desiree being with someone else? Could he control his jealousy? Is there a reason to be jealous? He wasn't sure, but he had enough faith in his Goddess to believe he would come to understand it, if it was insurmountable for him Aphrodite would not have chosen him for her daughter.

He looked down at her and examined his feelings. There was just no way he was going to let this woman go. She was part goddess of Love, she would need to do what she needed to do. In a way, it would be like getting jealous of his own Goddess if he couldn't deal with it. 

Perhaps that was just a rationalization but it had enough truth in it for him to feel better about sharing her with her missions through Aphrodite. She was beautiful and his in every way that counted. He admitted to himself that he was hers. It might have only been a couple of days, but he admitted to himself he was smitten in a couple of hours. He would be a fool to give this woman up. He lifted her up of her knees and sat her down on his lap and kissed her breathless.

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Desiree was having trouble breathing. Mike was kissing her hungrily, and his hands were magic against her skin. Touching and stroking her, slowly building up the fire between her thighs. When he slipped a hand inside her shirt and tweaked her nipple it was like throwing gas on a fire as her core tightened and tingled. 

She gasped in pleasure and need as he manipulated her nipples one at a time while teasingly stroking her inner thigh. She was trying to catch a breath while exploring his body with her fingertips and nails. His musky scent and gentle strength overwhelmed her senses.

He was making a promise to her with his body, she could sense his love and determination to make a go of things, although his lust was fast approaching the point he couldn't think at all. She wasn't that far behind and wouldn't be able to sense a thing if that power required any focus on her part. 

Desiree with her voice full of need said, "Take me to bed and have your way with me."

She wrapped her arms around him and started to kiss his neck and shoulders as she felt him stand up and walk toward the bedroom with her secure in his arms. When they got to the bedroom he put her down long enough for them to strip each other. Then she felt him spin her around and bend her down over the edge of the bed.

She felt him go to his knees as he spread her ass cheeks with his hands. He kissed and licked them, then started kneading them with his fingertips. She felt him start to massage her dark hole with a thumb as he leaned down and licked her pussy lips.

Desiree moaned out, "Oh goddess, that feels so good."

She pushed her ass up a bit and ground herself against his face and tongue, arching her back and breathing shallowly at the sensations in her core. She felt him wet his thumb with her dripping honey then slide it back up and inside her dark star. His rough tongue started to slide between her silken folds. When her body showed signs of orgasm he slid his tongue down to her clit to circle it and push down on it with the tip of his tongue.

Desiree begged, "Don.. Don't sto.. stop.. oh goddess keep going."

Mike doubled his efforts when she started to cum on his tongue. She heard him moan in lust and delight at her taste as he filled her puckered hole with his thumb and slid a couple of fingers inside her gushing core. He let off her clit for a moment until she was coming down from her orgasm then sucked her sensitive nub in his mouth and bit down lightly while brushing the engorged top with his tongue. He was rewarded with a scream and more gushing honey from her warm and wet center.

Her thoughts dissolved under the ecstasy his skilled tongue and fingers were bringing her. When she came back to reality her very tight but extremely wet folds were being parted by his rock hard manhood. She felt herself stretch out and hug his member as he slowly worked it into her honey pot. His thumb now still and unmoving, but still invading her sphincter and she felt so full.

She reached a hand down through her legs and started to play with his balls with her nails, encouraging him to push it in all the way. She gasped as he finally filled her completely. He started to pump in and out of her hole, his balls slapping her clit with each stroke filling her. She felt his lust go off the scale as his pole swelled. As he started to fill up her pussy he spanked her hard and then reached around and flicked her clit.

Her warmth tightened around his shooting cock and started a milking action, pulling all the seed from his body and filling her up. When they were done and gasping she felt him pull out as her honey pot made a sucking sound, reluctant to give up his manhood. They finally made it on the bed, their lust temporarily cooled they kissed and caressed each other, whispering nonsense words and filled with satisfaction.

Mike ran circles with his fingers along her back and sides and started to play with her hair. Then he started asking questions.

"So, you are 34, but you look what.... 19ish? What will that mean for us in the future, when I am 50 you will look what?"

Desiree replied, "22ish? Maybe..."

She smacked him playfully when Mike said, "Sweet, no trade in necessary and I'll be a dirty old man with a young hottie. Joking aside I really can't see that as a bad thing. How do you feel about it though?"

"Well I can manage some false aging, but probably not past 30 or so, my beauty magic just won't let me do the wrinkle thing, but I can show maturity. I won't mind at all though. Besides, I am the older one here," Desiree stated with fake old crone voice then giggled.

Desiree said, "Yeah, kind of ruined that with the giggle, but I am. 4 years older that is, and you at 28 look like a cradle robber already." Desiree snickers.

Mike mutters, "Young whippersnappers, no respect for their elders these days."

Mike snorted then asked, "Anything else I should know? What happens if we have kids? Will they be Human or ¼ god/goddess?"

Desiree kisses him and says, "100% human, the part in me that isn't human is the essence of Aphrodite. Since the gods do not have DNA, I would actually test 100% human in a DNA test, or any other test. It is her essence however that preserves this DNA for the longer lifetime as well as grants me my powers. So yea, any children would not have powers.

"Well, Aphrodite could interfere there, but I don't think she will. Anything else you should know? Well you will never need Viagra, impotence doesn't exist when with the Goddess of Love or one of her children is involved. You will always be virile as well, although that is fairly normal for a human male anyway. Also, just to be clear, I am in love with you and I am yours as long as you want me.

"I can change my appearance totally, but not to what I want, only to the ideal of beauty for my partner. The Goddess however can change my appearance to anything really, but I have no control in those cases and it is usually for a mission. I can invoke love and lust, I can also make someone fertile, including myself, to the point where even prophylactics wouldn't make a difference, and of course there isn't much call for that one.

"Aphrodite really doesn't like to interfere overmuch. Otherwise I would open a fertility clinic and make a mint. Although I love what I do now and my commissions are rather large."

Mike said, "We should probably get some rest, would you like me to stay for the weekend? To be honest if I do I might not ever leave."

Desiree was on her side with Mike behind her, they were spooning. She turned her head and looked into his eyes wearing an impish grin, "Be careful, I might not let you leave. But yes, please stay the weekend."

Desiree felt Mike play with her hair until she fell asleep...

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Desiree awoke with a moan out of her lips. Mike was still holding her in the spooning position, but his pleasure stick was running between her legs and along her labia. Her core grew hot and wet as Mike teased her awake with his rigid meaty cock. Her face was flushed with pleasure as she turned her head to look into his hungry eyes. They were filled with base lust, his love the only thing holding him back from just taking and ravaging her on the spot.

"Kiss me," she said, half in demand, half begging, her voice breathless with anticipation.

They kissed and she ground herself back against his steel rod then whispered to him encouragingly, "I can feel your love as well as your lust. Give in to it, take me hard and use my body for your pleasure. When I say I am yours this is part of it, your love for me balances out that selfishness, give in to it. Plunder me. Fuck me silly. That would please me greatly..."

Desiree reached down and lined his cock up with her warmth and he slammed it into her. Her abused center hugged and conformed to his manhood as he started stroking into her. Reaching under her with his right arm she felt him start to twist and pinch her nipples in time to the strokes and grunts. His left hand found her sensitive nub and squeezed it between thumb and forefinger causing her to cry out. Good thing her condo was sound proofed.

She started to encourage him with sultry dirty talk, "Come on baby, fuck me hard. Fill me with your batter and claim my wet needy pussy as yours."

She felt him slamming into her hard, grunting with each stroke.

She said between gasps, "Fuck me, faster, harder. Spank my ass. Violate me with that big hard cock. Oh goddess, spank my ass."

She started to rock back hard against him, meeting his forward stroke with a backward push and grind of her hips and he spanked her hard each time she pulled away from him. She gripped his meat with her pussy as he pulled out, only to open up to take him back in.

She cried out, "Slap my ass harder! I may be part goddess, part lover, part partner, but part of me is you're little cum slut, your personal little pleasure hoar. Here for nothing more than to please you."

He slapped her ass really hard, she arched her back and locked down on his cock when it was buried balls deep and didn't let go as she screamed in orgasm. Her core muscles milking him threw him over the edge and he emptied his baby batter into her hot waiting honey pot. Purring in contentment she turned and took his fluid covered cock into her mouth to lick and suck it dry.

When it was clean of juices she just kept going, leisurely running her tongue on his cock and balls. Relishing her position on her knees before the man she loved. A short time later his cock grew in her mouth, when it tickled the back of her throat she opened it up and accepted the tip of his manhood down her throat. 

She pushed him down flat on his back and mounted him, slowly lowering herself down on his revitalized manhood. She was in control now but all the same gave her body to his pleasure.

She moaned softly in gratification as his rod was fully sheathed in her warmth. She looked down in his eyes as she started to ride him slowly but wantonly. Giving her actions fully to her pleasure and his as she rode and grinded onto Mike's big pole. She heard him gasp as her eyes glowed gold and her body released aura, multiplying their pleasure as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. 

They had rutted and fucked which was wonderful, but this was the other side of it, the love and the giving. She transported them into boundless pleasure with her power as they made love.

She looked down into his eyes and he said to her, "Let's make that first child your mother promised us, I know it should feel way too soon but it doesn't. I want my baby in you. I love you Desiree. I don't see that I am worthy but I won't argue either."

She smiled down at him and nodded as she continued to ride him, grinding their hips together slowly. She was building them both up to a very intense and large transcendent orgasm. Suddenly the statue of Aphrodite started glowing with a powerful bright white light and they were both pushed into the throws of orgasm. His manhood emptied into her waiting womb, finding purchase there to start new life. 

She felt her mother's approval and love for both of them. As they came down from orgasm the white light faded away.

Mike said, "What was that, besides incredible I mean."

Desiree smiled down at her husband and said seriously with a touch of humor, "That was Aphrodite's love and approval for both of us. I am also fairly certain you are now my husband in the eyes of the God's, and I am pretty sure I just conceived. So a lot happened in the last few seconds."




The Life of Desiree Ch. 05



Mike smiled up at her and said in a serious voice, "hmmm, you're my wife and pregnant? So she does answer prayer on occasion." He winked at her.

Mike pulled Desiree down into a long passionate kiss. Then he looked up to her with a serious look on his face, "I just thought of something my beautiful wife."

Desiree tilted her head with a curious smile on her face, "What's that my love?"

Mike pulled her down then rolled over on top of her. He slid his quickly revived manhood into her still very wet honey pot and said fighting a smirk, "We should practice for the second one starting now."

Desiree smiled mysteriously and said with conviction, "Whatever you think is best my husband." She pulled him down to her for a passionate loving kiss...