Aphrodite’s Reward
Aphrodite said, “Me first!” She strode up to Sarip and held his hand. “Let’s fly to Mount Olympus and party at my place.”
“But I can’t fly.”
“So ride me!” Aphrodite turned around, got down on all fours, looked back at him, and smiled. “Don’t be shy. Saddle up!”
Sarip glanced at the other two goddesses, who were carefully ignoring them. He straddled her back like mounting a horse. Aphrodite said, “Now hold on tight! Takeoff in five, four, three, two, one, GO!”
Aphrodite flew into the air. Sarip grabbed her around her chest. He wrapped himself around her and hung on for dear life. They hurtled upwards through a spiral into the sky. Aphrodite cheered, “WHEEE!”
After a flight so fast and dizzy that Sarip could not tell up from down, Aphrodite landed gently at the front door of her palace of love. Sarip dismounted shakily. Aphrodite took Sarip by the hand, and led him within, to her boudoir.
She laid him down on a bed, she straddled him, and she tilted his head up. She said, “Now let’s see, where’s your crown chakra? Aha, there it is!” She kissed him on the top of his head. “Did you like that?”
Sarip said, “Mm-hmm,” for in that position he was staring straight at her breasts.
Aphrodite said, “That was just an ordinary kiss. Now for a magic kiss.” Again she kissed him on the top of his head.
Sarip screamed at the top of his lungs. He convulsed, he thrashed, he throbbed and gushed.
Aphrodite smiled while he squirted. When his ecstatic spasms subsided, she said, “That is one of my powers. I shall now give you the power to make any woman climax with a kiss.”
Sarip moaned, “… thank you…”
“To do this, I must give you six more magic kisses.”
Aphrodite kissed him six more times, on his forehead, throat, heart, navel, crotch, and the base of his spine. With each kiss he wailed and quaked. For the next-to-last chakra she lifted his tunic, which was quite damp; and for the last she rolled him over, for by then he could barely move. When she kissed the chakra at the base of his spine, he shrieked, and he flopped around on the bed like a fish on a pier.
Aphrodite said, “Now all seven of your chakras are wide open. Sleep now, darling, and when you awake, you will possess the power to pleasure any woman with a kiss. That is my reward to you.”
Sarip moaned, “… thank you…” and he fell asleep.
Aphrodite giggled at how wet his tunic was. She snapped her fingers; instantly his tunic was clean but her boudoir reeked of his sperm. Aphrodite cooed, “O how I love the musk of cum!” She inhaled deeply through her nose; she moaned, quivered, toppled, and lay in bed palpitating; for getting off from that odor is one of her many kinks.
Sarip eventually awoke, and he found Aphrodite asleep next to him. He kissed her; she smiled. Then he gave her a magic kiss. Aphrodite moaned, shivered, smiled, and opened her eyes. She said, “You may go now, dear. Hera has a gift for you. But before you go… kiss me again.”
Sarip kissed Aphrodite again. She cried out, she shuddered, she sighed, and she fell asleep. Sarip smiled, and he took his leave.
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