The first time they fucked, they swore it was a mistake. Initially, Hera wasn't exactly sure how someone could accidentally fuck, though her husband claimed it happened all the time. After all, fucking was a rather deliberate activity that involved engagement, intent, and motion, right? But when she found herself just a tad too drunk at an Olympian get-to...
Hera was angry. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence to her friends, of course. There was a lot for Hera to be angry about; leading the heavens was no easy task, and neither Aphrodite nor Persephone envied her. There was also the matter of her husband. No amount of conversation, swears on the River Styx, or marriage counseling would make him loyal. Zeus to...
The night had been ravishing. Tell-tale escapades of bachelorette women. Leah and Aphrodite had devoured an entire club and were enjoying the reaction of the media from the comfort of their king bed. They squirmed and giggled at the astounded expressions of crime scene investigators, officers and reporters on their flat-screen. "Worst slaughter this town ha...
Journey back to a distant time when people believed in myths and magic as well as goddesses and gods. Among these people were Greeks and Romans who lived in lands whose shores knew the touch of the Mediterranean – Aegean Sea. These mortals believed in many gods, meaning they were polytheistic, and worshiped these gods who dwelled on Mount Olympus that is bel...
__ Warning: A few things in this story might offend some people. Things like male-bashing, intolerance to non-smart people, stereotyping. But considering the perverted sexual things you’re here for, I don’t think it will be too big of an issue. No sex in this chapter. Mount Olympus, 2021, Throne room _“_Athena Darling, can you pass over one-eighth of that wa...
Aphrodite was intimidating. Not because she was particularly physically dangerous, of course. She always prided herself in being a "lover, not a fighter," naturally. But there was something about her allure that made her near impossible for Hera to speak to. She was older than Hera, first off, a primordial being during the Titan era. After all, as Aphrodit...
The legionnaire was very hairy. The hair on his broad back was long enough for Diana to get her fingers tangled right inside. But at least he spoke Greek. Of a sort. Not like the Roman centurion who'd fucked Diana for so long just a couple of hours ago. He'd spoken Vulgar Latin and some words of Aramaic from where he'd been stationed before being relocated t...
(This adventure is based on the story "Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos" and its sequels by Melissa Dubban, used with the author's permission. While starting from the author's premise, the player's choices may take the story in a very different direction than the original. That is after all a big part of the fun.) It had been a slow day at the antique sh...
"Every blue moon, a virgin must be offered to the goddess Aphrodite and penetrate herself on the life-like statue." Said Leah, Emperor of the Loveland Vampires. Her minions swooned, swarming like cats, craving her icy caress, which yielded every ache and pain in the warrior clan. "Bring me a lesbian and I will be kind to you!" She said, grasping the sore m...
Sappho inspired a class, called the theosos, comprised of beautiful female entertainers who performed their music for gentlemen eating and drinking while reclining on floor mats. Sappho educated the young women in poetry, philosophy, and music so that they could seduce older men of distinction with their minds as well as their sexual charms. The theosoi were...