Daughters and Sons of Aphrodite

[Note: all characters in this work of fiction are at least eighteen years old.]

CHAPTER 5

Jonas flipped the sauté pan as one of his moms, Aimee, had taught him. Simmering porcini mushrooms flew up and somersaulted in the air like obedient pets. Next to him, his naked math teacher, Sarah, was preparing fried skorpina fish, along with sauteed vegetables and rice pilaf. On impulse, Sarah gave him a peck on the cheek.

"What was that for?" Jonas asked.

"No reason!"

They sat across from each other at the kitchen table. Conversation flowed easily as they ate. Their shared love of math had been made evident long ago. Sarah pleasantly surprised to discover Jonas could also hold his own in the kitchen. Nothing could stem the tide of their free-flowing discussions, which flitted from topic to topic. Time flew by, and soon they were cleaning up together. Jonas washed pans and dishes, while Sarah was on drying duty.

"Can I kiss you again?" Sarah said.

"No need to ask."

She pressed him against the wall and tilted her face to one side, then joined her lips to his. With breasts smashed against him, she joined her mouth to his, over and over again, nuzzling their noses together from one side and then the other. 'What am I doing?' Sarah thought, as a voice in the back of her head recalled the education she had received on how to train eighteen year-old men. Kissing was a minor part of the curriculum, and she hadn't done much of it with the two boys she had trained in years past.

Jonas' cock stiffened and strained to rise up from its downward-facing position. Sarah could feel it press up against her. So she spread her legs to let it free, and soon the meat of its shaft was snug against her vulva. She ground her sex up and down. She also French kissed him.

"Gonna cum again!"

"Don't worry, just cum. We'll get you hard again so you can put Her baby in me." Her words nearly caused Jonas to ejaculate right then and there. He barely held out for another minute, overwhelmed by her ceaseless assault on his mouth, and the delicious sensation of her moist labia spreading around his dick, before she dodged out of the way. His cock pulsed for a good twenty seconds, spewing semen onto the side of the kitchen island where they'd prepped their meal.

"Sara--" Jonas tried to say, but his math teacher kept interrupting him with her lips and tongue. "--mrph-- made a-- mess." Finally she turned around to see the viscous white fluid oozing down the side of a cabinet.

"Don't worry, honey, it's just cum."

"Won't it, I dunno, stain or something when it dries?"

"That's not the kind of thing we worry about all that much. We can get to it tomorrow." She lowered her voice. "Now how about I give you a tour of the bedroom?"

Sarah led him by the hand to their destination at the far end of the apartment. His dripping cock left a trail behind them. He tried to pause to clean it up, but she pulled him forward.

Along the way she pointed out the toilet for solid waste. It was the only room in the apartment with a door. She used this opportunity to inform him that, from this point onwards, he would have to perform colonic ablutions every other morning. This was a matter of religious law, laid out in Daughters and Sons of Aphrodite, Book Three of the Holy Trilogy. Jonas was well practiced in the procedure, which amounted to giving himself an enema, having performed the action monthly, rather than every other day, for many years. They also passed the bathroom, which had a soaking tub, shower, and urinals.

They took this opportunity to relieve their bladders. "I've never seen such a big penis urinating, honey," she said. Jonas flushed. When he was finished, she bade him to watch her go. "The exit of the urethra is actually part of the Goddess's body, not mine, so looking away would be tantamount to admitting feeling of shame about Aphrodite's corporeal presence."

Jonas nodded. "Thanks for telling me. What should I do?"

Sarah squatted down, hovering over the porcelain bowl. "Just squat down with me and watch closely." Jonas did just that as she let out a long, powerful stream of clear and perfectly odorless fluid. They had both drunk liters of water that day, in compliance with directives from both Book One and Book Two. Jonas felt his loins stir as he observed for nearly half a minute. After flushing, Sarah asked him, "What do you think? Was that gross?"

"It was cool. Kinda fun, really."

"Great, honey! It's taken a few more times for my trainees to get used to watching me pee, before. Since you're ahead of the curve, I'd like to show you something else you'll need to learn before your training is complete."

"Sure!"

"There is almost always a small amount of pee left in our hosted vulvas after we go. When you're with a woman, it shows respect to Aphrodite to clean Her up." Jonas looked around, expecting to find a roll of toilet paper. Sarah giggled. "No, silly, with your tongue." With that she walked over to a built-in seat, made from ceramics, embedded in one of the walls, and spread her legs. "Kneel down, okay, and lick me with your tongue until Aphrodite's vulva's clean again. Try not to just replace it with your saliva, which can be uncomfortable, but actually suck and remove the fluid, okay?"

Jonas' heart hammered in his chest. This whole process sounded taboo, but at the same time strangely appealing. Soon his tongue was lapping at Sarah's labia. He periodically sucked, as well, so as not to leave too much of his spit behind. "How does it taste?" Sarah asked him.

"I really like it," Jonas said earnestly. "Hard to describe, though. Maybe a bit like the ocean? Or a lemon? I don't think I've gotten any of your pee off her yet, though."

"You haven't. Spread my labia with your hands, then stick your tongue out as far as you can, and put it in at the bottom. That's the opening to Her vaginal canal. Lick upwards only, but keep inhaling while you're doing it, and repeat, okay? It takes some practice, which you'll get a lot of. You're going to know my vulva inside and out. And never lick the other direction, as it could push some back into Her canal."

"When do I stop?"

"Until the woman tells you to."

"Is that always true?"

"Broadly speaking, yes. Once your mouth is touching Aphrodite's vulva, you keep it there until told otherwise by its host. Don't worry about these details just yet, though, okay, honey? I have weeks to teach you." Jonas stuck his tongue into Sarah's vulva, just near the opening to Her vaginal canal. The stronger taste made his pulse race, and he eagerly licked upwards. "More forward pressure, honey, and don't forget to suck," Sarah said. She sounded short of breath. Jonas corrected his technique. He felt like he was trying to walk and chew gum at the same time, so was gratified when he heard Sarah inhale sharply.

As Jonas' tongue neared her urethral opening, he detected a faint bitter overtone to the fluids he was vacuuming up. He could imagine how this might bother some people, but he felt like he'd get used it after a few more times. He ended his lick at an erect, hooded clitoris, then withdrew his tongue to repeat the sequence again and again.

"Good boy," Sarah said, once Jonas had licked her, bottom to top, about twenty times. "You're already getting the hang of it and you can stop. Can you taste any more pee?"

"No, now it just tastes like the rest of your vagina. Well, Aphrodite's."

"It's okay, everyone knows what you mean, so you don't have to worry too much if you call it mine by accident."

"Does every hosted vagina taste the same? I mean, if they're all part of Her omnipresent corporeality, shouldn't they?"

"That's a good question, and no. Remember, Aphrodite regained Her mantle as Deity of Chaos some time ago."

"When Kalista the Fallen was slain." Jonas mused aloud, albeit mostly to himself. He could barely refrain from spitting after uttering the name of the traitorous Olympian.

"She hates consistency. Otherwise we'd all look the same, and there'd only be one gender."

"How does that work though? I mean if all female reproductive organs are actually Hers."

"It's one of Her Miracles. She weaves the host woman's genetic material into Her own. Thus every vulva, ovary, uterus, egg, and so forth is unique, just as if the Goddess was not involved."

"That's why I look like my carrier? And my sire?"

"Right. And why the baby you and I have together will look like both of us, in various ways, just like you'd expect, even though it's Hers."

Jonas' cock twitched at the mention of Sarah's imminent impregnation. "Speaking of that, how were you planning on my getting another erection?"

Sarah's voice dropped an octave. "Come to the bedroom, honey, and I'll show you."

After they reached the bedroom, Sarah climbed, naked, onto the five-person bed. She crawled over to one of the nightstands, from which she retrieved a small tub containing a gritty, gray ointment. She waved him over.

"At your age, you could probably get hard in another thirty minutes or so, maybe sooner, although with your penis being so large it might not be that easy. It takes a lot of blood to fill that thing." Jonas looked down at the mention of his abnormal dick. "Don't worry, honey, that's what paste is for!"

"Paste?"

"Yes, this is called paste. If a man puts a pea-sized amount on his tongue, and lets it dissolve, he'll get a firm erection in about two minutes. It also stimulates the testicles, so he'll be able to ejaculate once during that time. The effects last only fifteen to twenty more minutes, so you'll want to fuck right away."

"Should I try it now?"

"Yes! But first, I must warn you about something. The flavor is bad. And I don't just mean a little. Every man I've ever known has complained. Don't be surprised! It's strictly forbidden for women to even try it, so I don't know from personal experience, but it's said to taste like sewage, literally."

"Thanks for the warning," he said. His face was already scrunched up, prepared to eat the disgusting substance.

Sarah scooped a small amount of paste onto her index finger. At least it was odorless. "Say 'aah,'" she said, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Once Jonas opened up, she wiped the blob onto his tongue. She peered at her trainee's face curiously. His reaction was not at all what she expected. The other two young men she'd instructed had gagged when they first sampled the stuff, barely able to keep from spitting it out. Jonas, by contrast, had lost his scowl and instead had a furrowed brow. "Everything okay, honey?"

He waited until the gritty substance had fully dissolved before answering. "Ha ha, very funny, Sarah!" He was smiling now, which made Sarah happy. She was also confused.

"What was funny?"

"That whole build up? Good one!"

"I wasn't joking, honey. I've literally seen men throw up if they took it too often."

"From anchovy paste?"

"You thought it tasted like anchovies?"

"A little. If you hadn't made such a big deal out of it, I'm not sure I would have noticed the anchovy part at all."

"Trust me, Jonas, there are no anchovies in there." Sarah was perplexed. "The ingredients are known only to senior priestesses in the Cult, although I've heard a rumor that one of them is mold from a some type of cheese."

"Maybe that's a bad batch then?" Jonas.

"We'll see soon enough," Sarah said.

They both stared down at Jonas' midsection. He watched, wide eyed, as his cock ballooned over the next ninety seconds, culminating in the hardest erection he'd ever had. Sarah impulsively ran fingers along his shaft, tracing the bulging veins that wound along the sides. She crawled back over to the nightstand to fetch a small bottle of clear fluid, which she spread liberally all over the head and upper third of his cock. "You're so wide, honey, I'm going to need a lot of lube, okay?" She squeezed some onto two fingers and rubbed it liberally around and past Her vaginal opening.

"I don't want to hurt you, Sarah."

"You won't, honey, just go slow and only put about a third of that thing in me at first. And don't worry about cumming too soon, just let it out of you. We'll practice a bunch and you'll develop staying power over time, okay?" Sarah lay with her back on the bed, propped up her torso with a pillow, and spread her legs invitingly. "First you need to kiss Her vulva. You must always do this before penetrating the Goddess, okay?"

"Just kiss Her?"

"Yes, just a quick peck on Aphrodite's clitoris, at the top. You can do more than that, but we're in a hurry."

Jonas bent forward and planted a brief smooch on Sarah's clit.

"I'll help get you inside of me, Jonas. And just think, honey, I'll probably be pregnant in a few minutes from now!"

Both lovers could barely breathe as Jonas knelt between Sarah's legs and let her guide him past her reluctant labia and vaginal opening. "Gentle," she said, as the fat cock head was rebuffed and slid up her vulva. She moaned at the sensation, so Jonas repeated it a few times, before she held the tip down. His next thrust finally pushed past the entrance to her tight orifice, and once again Jonas felt like fireworks were going off all over his body.

Sarah's heart was slamming against her sternum, as the largest penis she'd ever taken spread her vaginal walls, and began to fuck her. Jonas moaned, and Sarah's hands traced along the thick muscles of his chest. "Just stay right there, honey, let me adjust to you, okay?" His cock was pressuring her cervix now. She grabbed the back of Jonas' head and pulled him down, smushing her huge boobs so that they could lock lips. In lieu of moving his hips, he fucked her mouth with his tongue for several minutes.

Then, with her go-ahead, he began to stroke in and out of her vagina. He had no prior experience to draw upon, and, as she had predicted, his cock soon spasmed, and he ejaculated directly onto the face of her cervix. Again she pulled the now dazed young man down for a kiss, and this time she was the aggressive one.

The paste kept his dick rock hard, and he continued to pump inside of her, the tight passageway now more slippery due to his semen. Sarah felt the telltale signs of her oncoming orgasm, but Jonas' big cock was causing her enough pain to keep it at bay. She reached her hand down and furiously flicked the pads of her fingers across her swollen clit, and at last got herself off, just minutes before Jonas' artificially induced erection began to fade.

In response to her climax, Sarah's powerful vaginal muscles tried, and failed, to to clamp down on the dick inside of her. She hoped that would change over time, as she got used to being fucked by such a well-hung man. Her head was swimming, as her vagina was already quite sore and she was feeling more pain than she ever had during an orgasm. She also felt like she was being used hard and it made her feel uniquely dirty and excited. Her nails scratched furrows in Jonas' broad back, and she kissed him again as his cock softened inside of her.

"How much am I taking?" she asked.

Jonas arched his back so he could better make out the area where their bodies joined. "About half now," he said.

"I want your entire penis inside me. It'll be six months at most, because I'm almost positive you just got me pregnant."

Her statement inspired more furious kissing, and one final twitch from Jonas' dick. After a while, he started to pull out but she quickly stopped him with a shake of her head. Instead, they rolled, together, onto one side, maintaining their coupling the whole time. They stared into each other's eyes. Sarah ran her hands languidly through Jonas' hair, a radiant look on her face despite the soreness in her loins.

After a time, Jonas asked, "Could I try some more paste?"

"What, now?"

"Yeah, would that be okay? I really want to, um, start again."

"You can just say you want to fuck me."

"Okay, yes, I want to fuck you right now. I don't want to wait. Plus what if I didn't get you pregnant yet? Shouldn't we make sure?"

"You really like the idea of knocking me up that much?"

"Yeah." Jonas' face turned red.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Don't nothing me, little boy. I could tell you were thinking something!"

"I, Goddess, I used to fantasize about getting you pregnant."

Sarah's heart skipped a beat. "Are you just making that up because we're doing it now?"

"No! It's embarrassing! Why would I make something like that up?"

"There's no need to be embarrassed, honey. I'm glad. Maybe we'll make Her another baby after this one?"

"Could we?" Jonas' eyes lit up.

"We'll see."

"So can I take more of the paste?"

"You're a persistent one, aren't you. You really want to fuck me!"

"I can't wait, Sarah."

"Okay, let's go to the bathroom though."

"Why there?"

"You're probably going to vomit, and it'll be a lot easier to clean up."

"Well, how long should I wait?"

"Five hours at the shortest. You'll get hard on your own before then. Also no more than twice a day."

"Can we just give it a try? It really didn't seem that bad to me."

'I guess he just has to learn the hard way,' Sarah thought.

The pair walked over to the bath room. On the way, cum dribbled from Sarah's labia and onto her inner thighs, a phenomenon she ignored completely.

Sarah had Jonas stand in the shower and bend slightly at the waist. She stuck another pea-sized blob of paste onto his tongue, then closed her eyes and scrunched up her face. She'd see many men try to take paste before the minimum recommended delay, only to vomit copiously as a consequence. When, after thirty seconds, she didn't hear anything, she opened her eyes again. Jonas' torso was convulsing, although she didn't see any vomit. Perhaps he was dry heaving?

"Jonas, are you okay?" she asked. "Jonas?"

Jonas stood up, a huge smile on his face. "Gotcha!"

Sarah punched him in the arm. It felt like hitting a brick wall. "Young man! That wasn't funny!"

"You shoulda seen the look on your face."

"Fine! Maybe it was a little funny." She looked down at his gradually swelling dick. "Seriously, though. You're sure you're not feeling nauseated? I've never heard of a man being able to take it again after even four hours, let alone right away."

Jonas shrugged. "I could barely taste the anchovies this time. Or mold, or whatever it is." Sarah and Jonas started to kiss again, his rock-hard member pressed between them. He slid his hands under her shapely bottom and lifted her easily, even though she was only around an inch shorter than himself and much heavier than she looked, due to the increased muscle density Daughters develop during their first pregnancy. He then raised her up so that her vulva was level with the tip of his dick. Without her help, the inexperienced young man was never going to get it inside. Wincing inwardly, she reached between them and guided his cock into her channel.

"Oof," she said. The fat cock head pushed past the aching entrance to her canal as Jonas lowered her.

'It's like I'm being impaled' she thought. She wrapped her legs tightly around his lower back, to help him thrust. He walked them forward, pushing her back into the cold glass of the shower enclosure, then inexpertly began to thrust back and forth. Soon she felt his cum spray inside of her, lubricating her channel so that he could part Her rebelling vaginal muscles more easily. The paste kept him hard, and from the look in his eyes she could tell he wasn't going to stop any time soon. 'Use me!' she thought, as she began to rub Her clit. Jonas only needed one hand on her bottom, given the support the wall was giving them, and with his other hand he groped urgently at her right boob, fondling an erect nipple. This kept up for a solid ten minutes, at which point Sarah imagined having Jonas' baby again, and the mental imagery sent her into an extended climax, Her vaginal muscles trying to clamp down, in vain, on the unusually thick cock. Even then, Jonas, as if a man possessed, kept up this relentless pounding, until the paste finally wore off and he softened inside of her. Without withdrawing, he carried her back to the bedroom.