Eros heaved a deep sigh, and entered his mother's temple. He must be truly, hopelessly bored to come here on his own, he thought. "Eros!" He turned, and saw his mother coming across the garden. She wore a long, sheer gown of sparkling white, with gold rope crossing her breasts and around her neck. Her dark hair hung loose over her shoulders. "Hello, Moth...
Golden Arrows RedHairedandFriendly © Author's Note : This story is my 2012 submission for the Literotica Valentine Day Contest. Please read, vote, and comment – one vote per reader. Thanks so much for your time and I hope you enjoy this new version of the makings of the special holiday. ~ Red Violet eyes stared down at the altar that was once again bare....
CHAPTER 8: The Butterfly Lucifer leaned against one of the standing stones, his back to the scene in its center. He could hear her moans, whimpering, sweet gasps of delightful surprise as Pan slowly traced tiny foreign patterns over her flesh with his fingertips, touching her in no other way. Herne was curled about her, cradling her curvy yet petite body to...
This story was written as a memorial to Rachael, a talented young writer who was taken from us way before she had an opportunity to become old and jaded. Many of the characters and quotes in this story came from Rachael stories. An artist never really dies so long as their art is apricated ... All characters are over the age of 18. * The Journey I, Sapho...
We all know the ancient Greek gods all live on Mount Olympus and as long as they remain on the mountaintop stay immortal. However, what many do not know is that every two or three hundred years they are allowed a pass to our world. Still, most of us know that the first time Eros came to visit, following instructions from his mother, he was to destroy Psyche'...
Eros was the god of love. His weapon of romance: the arrow. His mother was the god renowned for her beauty, Venus. Venus held her beauty as the most precious treasure, and protected it with the ferocity of a mother bear, far more than she ever protected her child. And she would try to destroy anything that threatened her treasure, which was what prompted the...
"Ahhhh Fuck -- fuck me! Uuuhhnnnn -- fuck me hard!" Leaning back with a self-satisfied smile on his face, Eros was quite enjoying his day. The God of sexual desire was watching TV with one hand resting behind his head and the other tangling in the brown locks of a beautiful maid of his mansion as he guided her head while she sucked almost reverently on his...
*This is the next segment to Secret Voyeur. If you have not read that one you may not fully understand this story.* I groaned out loud and rubbed my temples. I had the worst headache, I felt like my head was going to split open and burst into flame. A deep clanging sound was ringing in my ears. Damn I was sore, everywhere! I really need to use my hot tub...
Chapter 1: Selene He would have liked to say that his mistake was normal. To say it was because, he was only "human," but he wasn't. In fact, he couldn't be farther from it. Eros watched dourly from above as the closest thing he had to a nemesis bought groceries. He frowned as she picked up two containers of tapioca pudding. Who under 70 liked tapioca?...
This is a retelling of multiple variations of the myths of Cupid & Psyche for Valentine's Day. All characters are over 18. All rights are reserved. Please be advised: This chapter contains humiliation, watersport and futa sex scenes. As always, I hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! ____________________ The Lamentations of Eros and Psyche Verse Fo...