The story of a very horny but also shy woman named Aria applying to become an acolyte of Sharess, a goddess of festhalls, sex, and hedonism. It involves heterosexual sex in a safe and comforting environment.
Your heart was pounding, you could see the loose hanging linen jump ever so slightly at the beats, at least you could have if your eyes were not darting around the dark hallway. With shaking breath you found it incredibly hard to focus, but you tried to bring your mind back to the side of logic. This was merely a test, the first of many, and if you were to fail there would be other attempts when you were more prepared.
Red velvet covered every piece of furniture inside, they must take ages to clean, or maybe they did that with magic? You could not spot a single stain across the entire building, but with what the people here were doing, swinging down bottles in single breaths and performing all kinds of sexual favors upon one another right in the hallways it was certainly a wonder the place was not filthy. It didn't even smell bad, chocolate and lavender, a pungent scent of... was it linden tree? You weren't sure, but it was lovely, the whole place sent a rush of adrenaline and excitement through you. All of the windows were covered by careful fancy drapes and cloths, the floor was entirely carpeted in Calimshani designed rugs depicting beautiful men and women, and parties that would put the gods themselves to shame.
This was the Home of The Sliding Tongue, a temple to Sharess in Tashluta, a goddess of festhalls, hedonism, and sexual fulfillment. And you stood last in a line of men and women who wished to become acolytes of the temple. The people in front of you all seemed far more confident, already flirting with each other and getting awfully close. You wished to give pleasure too! You were just not as experienced as them, but looking at the decadent crowd in front of you, it was hard not to get disheartened. Face flushed with blood and breath sporadic and desperate, you seemed to have missed the last person step inside. Now you were alone here, carefully listening in to the moans and giggling from the other side of the old wooden door.
There was no doubt in your mind that not only the confident and popular could share the values of Sharess, no not everybody stared at your freckled face as you walked down the streets, no you had not been brave enough to ask that man in the tavern to come with you. No there were a lot of things you had not done, but sex was close to your heart and your mind, you could feel in your blood that you were made for this.
You were steadfast in your beliefs now, the mental conversation had exchanged the panic for excitement once more and you could feel that you were ready! That's when you noticed an annoyed knock on the door and voice from the other side, "Hello? Miss Aria are you out there?". They voice was male and soft, you must have missed them calling for you. You rushed up from your slouched seat so quickly the clip holding your dress up almost failed, and you opened the door to the surprise of the young man on the other side. He had blond hair and an expensive black garb that had many intentional holes and openings where his pale and thin body could be spotted through.
"The name's Basil" said the man, "You're last on the list, please come step inside and let us begin."
You knew his name already, he was rather famous within the worshipers of Sharess, you were even there at the ceremony when he gained the rank of cleric, in a crowd sure but that still counted. Now you were up next to him so incredibly close, what could the tests entail? Did you have to do something to him? There was no way he would not be disappointed in that case, Basil must have had scores of men and women as an acolyte in the temple, how could you impress a man like him? Again you’re frozen, you notice he's waiting for you to come inside so you quickly apologize and take your seat.
A room mostly in wood for a change, clearly some type of office with strange trinkets and books lining shelves on the walls, a desk set with parchments and quills. Even a fireplace in the corner with a large chair in front of it. That must have been for show, you would be a madman to light a fire for warmth in a place like this.
"You seem distracted Miss, are you nervous?", Basil's eyes had real concern in them, you weren't sure whether to lie or to be honest. "Yes sir, I've been waiting a long time for this, I don't know if I'll be good enough to pass any of your tests." You had already averted your eyes, staring at a small cut in the wooden desk as you spoke in a low and meek tone. "Perhaps you will, perhaps you won't, there is no need for worry. If you are one of Sharess' chosen it will come naturally to you. I must say your choice of dress is already impressive, how loose it hangs on your frame, how clearly see-through, it evokes far more promising feelings than the people who walk in assuming their bodies will do the work for them. There is much more to this than appearance or skill Miss Aria, so do not let that concern you. Just breath yes?" His words were calming, comforting, your heart rate was still far faster than normal, but a little lower than before. "Yes sir, sorry, it's just a lot."
"Serving ale and smoking hookahs aren't the simplest things in the world, but I believe pretty much anyone could perform the tasks if need be. But to give the touch of Sharess, that is something that comes from the heart, only a person that wants others to feel the pleasure they give, equally as they enjoy it themselves could hope to bestow her glory upon someone. Can you use your words and your body to invoke the blessings of a goddess through intention alone? That is what we will find out today."
Basil stood up and gently placed his chair back into the desk, the hard clack of his shoes on the wooden floor approached you, deep blue eyes looking kind and a clean shaven face, "You've got this alright? It's all in there." He said, and put a finger on your chest. "Are you ready Miss Aria?".
Were you? This was it, you'd waited years for this, the way he had comforted you was nice, but what was that he said? That if you were one of the chosen it would happen naturally? Then maybe there would not be another chance if you failed... All the more reason to give it your all then you thought. "Yes Basil sir, I've always been ready."
He smiled, and reached to your neck, dragging his hand across it caressing you going up your cheek and behind your ear. His hand felt so divine on your skin, this was the touch of Sharess, your knees faltered for a moment as he stroked you. But this was not a service, it was a trial, no matter how good he made you feel you had to be the one at work here. Fingernails painted in gold, you reached up your hands around his neck and found a leather twine that held up a piece of his unique shirt. As you leaned in to hug him placing your chin on his chest so you could keep staring into his sapphire eyes the twine was undone, and you felt the warmth of his body pierce through the dress.
With a click it suddenly fell off in a single piece to a little pile on the floor, you didn't even notice him touch it but now you're entirely naked standing in the small room, even still you've never felt warmer than right now. His shirt was unfortunately tied with many small knots and binds that would take minutes to get off, Basil must have noticed the little panic in your eyes, because he inched closer and whispered in your ear, "Plenty of time Aria, you are the last after all."
At his whisper you felt your nipples perch up, you were already wet and a drop ran down your leg toward the ground, the shirt was loose from how many knots were undone but you could not keep it in any longer. Your arms ran up his chest to his blond hair and you grabbed onto his face and pulled it in for a long kiss with a shaking lip. Basil tasted of cinnamon and sugar, and you heard a soft moan from the man as you wrapped yourself around him.
It was as if quiet music was playing in your head, maybe it was from outside? Your movements were happening without any thought or contemplation now, suddenly you were already moving him towards the large chair in front of the fireplace and with a naughty push he fell straight into it.
Basil's trousers were not so secured as his shirt, which was a blessing because you could see they were holding him back something awful. A bulge was pressing itself outward, just begging for you to release it. First however you stroked the outside, dragging your small fingers across it as you sat down in front of him, it twitched and throbbed at your touch which worked as all the conformation you needed that he loved it.
Basil said with a slight shake in his breath, "It would not be fair if only I get to feel the wonders Aria." He took his hand to the air, and with a twist and a tiny blue whirlwind in the air a small and phallic object appeared floating, a blue and spectral thing, had he created a spiritual weapon in the form of... a dildo? You had not much time to think as it danced through the air and placed itself above the puddle forming on the ground below you, and pushed against your vagina carefully, simply starting to vibrate.
Your hands were shaking now but your body moved on its own, you pulled down his pants and saw him pop up when his cock was finally released, wagging back and forth for a moment from the motion. Barely a second passed before your hands shot forward and grabbed onto it with thirst, stroking it up and down feeling every little vein on his shaft as your eyes locked with his. Head moving slowly toward it you gave it a lick from bottom to top. Basil clearly enjoyed it by the look on his face, and seeing that made you so happy you didn't break eye contact until you were done so that you could witness every hint of pleasure in his expression. It took many more rides of your tongue up and down until it looked to have reached its full size, the way it throbbed in your mouth made it water, and the vibrating dildo underneath you kept making you fall down deeper onto his dick when it sent another kick through your body.
There was a sound of a small fire behind you, with Basil's dick still in your hand moving up and down you turn and see that the fireplace is glowing purple, and that figures are dancing in the licks of flame.
"Sharess is here with us Aria, but don't feel judged, she just likes to watch her disciples." Well you did feel a little judged, but also a little excited? There was a literal goddess in the flames, and she was here to watch you. No heat came from Sharess, only love. You knew how that sounded but there was no other way to describe it. You felt love and pleasure in the smoke her fire created, and it drove you wild.
You had already been dripping on the floor for minutes, if this kept going you might dehydrate yourself before you could finish, it was time to get serious.
Crawling up his body you placed your palm on Basil's chest and pushed him back in the chair, you snuggled in around his legs and the chair on both sides, his cock twitched up and down and occasionally rubbed against your pussy, this feeling was indeed worth worshiping. You leaned in toward his embrace for another long kiss, Basil was famous but you didn't really know him, so why did you feel so safe in his arms? It didn't matter now, you just wanted more.
With only a small push from your hand his cock was right below you, and there was not another second you could wait, not when you were this close. So... so... slowly, you sat down appreciating every single tiny portion going inside you. After a long motion of moaning and heavy breathing it was all the way in, and you felt complete, like the final puzzle piece had just been slotted in.
The bounces went up and forward then back and down, a careful rhythm that let you push every inch inside of you. Now you and Basil made your own music, the moaning had overtaken your mind and it was all that you could hear, all you wanted to hear. With every new plunge onto his shaft there was an internal scream, both of your mouths were entirely open and gasping for air. You rode him for many long minutes as he caressed your upper body, pinched at your nipples, and leaned in for wet kisses.
Faster and faster you flew up and down, it was as if gravity was helping make you heavier when falling and lighter when lifting yourself, and your pussy squeezed around him tighter than it ever had before with anyone else. You had always been prone to getting wet easily but this was different, it was dripping down so heavily that if you had not been in a trance of fucking Basil with all your strength you might have wanted to apologize for the mess. His dick must have been covered in your juices, it certainly helped it slide in easier you thought to yourself as it filled you up over and over, you wanted it deeper, you wanted it inside you.
"Sharess is goddess of sex, not of fertility Aria, do you understand me?", Basil squeezed in the sentence between moans bordering on screams as you both neared your climaxes, and you understood him perfectly. And thank the gods for that, because you did not want it anywhere but inside of you.
With the last few thrusts you could feel it starting, like waking up from a dream. Basil's cock was throbbing ever harder, and with your final move you thrust yourself down on him one final time as an explosion of cum and vaginal fluids flew down onto his crotch and you screamed out in pleasure so loud it must have echoed through the entire building. There was not a thought in your mind that was not amazing and your entire body quivered and shook in pleasure. It truly felt as thought you could have lived happy in this moment forever. Having it flow deep inside you as you still held his cock as tight as you were hugging him was a euphoric feeling, and you laid in his embrace just breathing for almost 5 minutes until your orgasm began to fade.
"That was a lot longer than the others took sir." Your voice was meek and mumbled, but Basil heard you. "They were not worthy Aria. Welcome to the Church, I can clearly feel the touch of Sharess in your hands."
"Oh..." And that was all you said, before falling deeply unconcious in the arms of the man who you had just had the best sex of your life with, and had previously never even spoken to. He was not such a bad bed.