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The Gorgon's Daughter

#5

I mused to myself as I meandered slowly back down from the caves. What exactly should I tell everyone?

Clearly, sharing with others that the ‘evil creature’ was benign and just wished to be left alone was not in her best interest. The assembly would decide to stop making the offerings at the least, and who knew how much the Gorgon depended on them? At the worst, some villagers might come after her en masse if they didn’t think she was outright malicious. People feared that which was unlike the rest of what they knew, and I worried they would try to snuff out her unique flame. I resolved I would be her protector, a title I fancied.

Nor did I want to disclose the fact that I’d verified that the Gorgon was, somehow, despite her more terrifying attributes, absolutely the most beautiful creature alive. I didn’t care to think of what would happen should that information get out; doubtlessly catastrophe would ensue. Besides, I found I didn’t like the idea of sharing the secret of her exquisiteness with others. I wanted it to be my secret.

I resolved, though I wasn’t good at it in general, to tell a lie of omission when I reached the village. I’d simply say that I’d waited for hours, and that the Gorgon had not shown after a great deal of time. That served well enough to protect my pride while still shielding her from further interlopers.

But through all my reasoning, there was one thing I never questioned: I would be the one to bring the Gorgon her offering the following week. I had to see her again.

Far from sated, my curiosity had only flourished. I wanted to know her name, her story, what amazing things she had done, what other fantastic beings had she met! What was she hiding from? The world of man, or some other foe?




Come evening’s solitude before sleep, I found myself lying in my cot, thinking, once again, on the Gorgon, though admittedly in an altogether different manner. I simply could not let the image of her fade from my mind, I could find no peace!

Her breasts had looked so soft, and they had been shaped as though by a god, they were perfection! She was the epitome of a ripe, soft, and feminine woman. And her lips, so full, just barely moist… I found myself thinking of how they would look wrapped around my pecker.

Would her serpentine hair attack me, or caress my flesh? Would she stare into my own eyes with those limpid jewels of hers, as she sucked upon my shaft? Or perhaps she would close them tight in concentration, her delicate brow just slightly creased over her fine nose. I wondered how she smelled, how her mouth tasted…

Aroused beyond the point of sanity by then, I listened carefully for any sign that my family was still awake, but heard none. Not for the first time glad that I had helped build an addition to the hut so that I could have my own small chamber, I snuck my hand under the hem of my sleep shirt.

It was incredibly easy to envision the Gorgon’s movements up and down my length in tandem with my hand. Her mouth would be warm, and wet. I wondered if her teeth were sharp, if she would prick me, and decided that they surely were not… With an appearance like hers, she would know what she was doing instinctively…

Curses! I pulled my hand away as I heard Poppa’s footsteps pass right outside my door. Discouraged, I decide to leave my fantasy for some other time, and eventually sleep took me.



I bent her over, her dark, iridescent tail shimmering under the dappled light of the tree cover. There! Just as I’d hoped, her womanhood had merely been hidden! As she angled herself forwards for me, her tail appeared to part into legs, and her wet, ready sex was there, waiting for me.

The Gorgon’s voice was soft and full of yearning, “Take me, Andy. Take my innocence and fill me with your seed. No other man could compare.”

In a haze of lust, I thrust myself into her, barely noticing her cries as I broke through her maidenhead. And yet she still arched herself into me, moaned as I began to thrust. Gods! So tight!

I came inside, er… I blinked, disoriented, in my cot, still before dawn. Feeling stickiness on my abdomen, I raised the covers and lifted the hem of my sleep shirt, only to reveal a mass of my spunk!

I felt my face immediately grow hot with embarrassment. I’d not had a wet dream since I was practically a boy! I hardly remembered my old routine for disposing of the evidence.

Shamefaced, I sought out a spare rag before heading to the river to wash. I’d had more than my fair share of ejaculatory incidents lately, and it was time to wash away my folly.

Notes



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Comments

Loved it

YAY New chapter! I love their rising tension... :)

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5/3/19

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1/30/19

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