Lara watches Ariel perform ...

Lara peered through the opening in the stone wall as Ariel glided towards the altar. The seeping moistness in Lara’s pussy was unbearable, as was the thrumming sensation in her tits. Lara still could not understand, nor explain, the reasons for her aroused state every time she was in the proximity of the treasured jewels; nor could Lara understand how Ariel seemed so poised and under control if the jewels had the same effect on her.

Lara scooted forward on the step, just far enough so that her ass was hanging halfway off the ledge, her legs parted widely, allowing her to easily delve two fingers into the slick opening in an effort to relieve the mounting pressure. She sucked in her bottom lip and chewed on it incessantly, holding her breath as each tremor rippled through her body, keeping her mini-orgasms silent.

The guards had taken position, one at the base of the steps, one at the door to the tunnel, and the other two on either side of the altar, as Ariel lay the green velvet pouch in the center of the altar. Ariel had mumbled something to the guards as she prepped the altar that Lara could not hear clearly, most likely due to the thumping of her racing heart as she neared another climax. The guards responded by turning away from Ariel and froze into classical military positions, only their eyes moving.

Lara could not stop herself. She pressed her thumb against her clit and vigorously ground against it, causing her head to loll back and her eyes to flutter. She bit her lip as her eyes rolled back, thrusting her into temporary blackness as the small trickle of blood filled her mouth. She convulsed wildly against the cold stone for several long minutes until the intense sensation faded to a mere tingle once again. It was then, as her eyes fluttered open, that she saw the etchings on the wall to her left. There were five drawings, each depicting a woman with a man evenly surrounding what appeared to be a rectangle with the sun enclosed within it. The first, located to the left of the sun, had the woman kneeling in front of the man with her delicate hands carefully placed around his shaft. The drawing to the right of that depicted the same woman on her knees again, but this time the man’s pole was positioned between her large breasts. The third drawing, off-center to the right, showed the woman impaled upon the man’s member, her knees hugging his hips as he supported her. The fourth drawing, to the bottom-right had the woman with her back to the man, his raging rod apparently embedded in her ass. The final drawing in the bottom-left hand corner had the woman, again on her knees; her mouth bloated with the man’s engorged cock. Lara knew she had to tear herself away from the drawings before her mind filled with the various scenarios, causing her to drift into another needed masturbation session.

Looking back through the narrow opening, Lara spied Ariel as she unfurled the golden parchment. A radiant smile spread across Ariel’s face and Lara felt captivated by her apparent beauty. With grace and confidence, Ariel reached behind her neck, under the beautiful flowing red hair, and untied the knot gathered there. The green gown flitted effortlessly down over the supple, flawless skin into a puddle on the floor at her feet. Lara was immediately attracted to the perfect breasts proudly put on display; ripe cantaloupes capped with quarter-sized areolas, inch-long nipples that stood erect, pointing slightly towards the ceiling. Only out of curiosity, Lara pried her eyes away from the natural beauty, eyes scanning lower. Lara could see Ariel’s taut abdomen quaking slightly from the excitement, her hips flaring deliciously from the narrow waist, the remaining temptation hidden from view by the altar.

Ariel’s eyed were fixated on the golden parchment, studying it carefully. She reached with her left hand, grasped the candle to the left and moved it closer to the middle. Suddenly a large clunking sound filled the room from somewhere up above. Lara scanned for the source, but could not find it. Ariel seemed unfazed, never taking her eyes off the altar. The guards, likewise, never budged. Ariel then reached with her right hand and grasped the other candle, carefully sliding the golden base closer to the middle. A grinding noise then filled the room. Lara looked up again, this time seeing the rock ceiling begin sliding away.

Thin rays of sunlight began bathing the altar, gradually increasing in size and intensity as the ceiling parted. The morning sun shone in at an angle the fully lit the altar, bathing Ariel’s nakedness in its warmth. Ariel’s smooth pale skin now had a pleasant pink hue as the sunlight warmed her body. The tapered candles came to life as the sunlight seemed to set them ablaze. Golden flickering flames danced from the tips as Ariel reached for the chalice. With both hands delicately cupping the golden container, Ariel slid the chalice forward to the edge of the altar. Another series of clunking sounds filled the room, followed by an eerie sound of compressed air being released.

Lara was astounded to see the enormous cocks on the statues rise from their limp positions. The two-foot appendage of each statue rose to varying degrees before locking into place. Lara’s body was beginning to quake at the mere thought of what could be done with five erect cocks. Her pussy was seeping a copious amount of fluid, a small river trailing over the step she was sitting upon. The urge to masturbate again was becoming unbearable for Lara, yet she knew if she did, her orgasm would be one she could not hide from the guards. She bit into her fist as a plea for mercy from the torment as Ariel began chanting in ritualistic fashion.

The incantation was almost hypnotic as Ariel read from the script on the aged parchment. Reaching into the velvet pouch Ariel produced one of the glowing kidney shaped gems. She held it gently in the palm of her left hand, supported by her right, lifting it towards the hole in the ceiling as in offering it to the heavens above.

Upon seeing the glowing orb, Lara felt the familiar tingling sensations coursing through her breasts. Lara was growing increasingly concerned for her own safety, not knowing how much longer she’d be able to hold out. Again she bit on her fist, hoping to induce pain rather than pleasure.

Ariel carefully moved her left hand over the burning candle to her left. Not even the slightest discomfort painted Ariel’s lovely face as the flame’s warmth heated the back of her hand. The glowing green gem magically began to twitch and jump within Ariel’s palm as the glowing light from within grew brighter and brighter. Ariel kept her hand over the flame until the gem had turned to a solid jade, the song in her voice filling the room. She then carefully placed the gem where the left candle had previously been.

Lara felt a definite warmth in her left breast; in stark contrast to her right. Her puckered nipple ached for attention which Lara had to attend to. Again, Lara tried to institute pain for the pleasure to stave off an early orgasm. She cruelly twisted the engorged nipple, tugging it from its base as her eyes watched Ariel continue. Lara, somehow, knew what was coming next and mentally tried to prepare herself for the inevitable reaction she would have.

Ariel reached back into the velvet pouch and produced the second stone, this time cradling it in her right palm. She repeated her actions and her chants holding the object up to the heavens in offering, then heating it over the right candle until it matched that of its counterpart. Lara now had both hands torturing her inflamed tits as she watched Ariel move back to the pouch.

There it was; thirteen inches of perfectly proportioned sculptured stone. It’s girth was thick enough that Ariel’s slim fingers could not fully encircle the shaft. While the green stone paled in comparison to that of the statues, it was definitely much better than any mere mortal man that Lara had ever encountered.

Lara closed her eyes tightly, held her breath, and swallowed the lump in her throat as her pussy responded by seemingly accepting the stone dildo of its own accord. Lara could not understand how it was possible that she was getting fucked by that gorgeous cock while Ariel was holding it below! Lara spread her legs wide on the steps granting the mysterious intruder easy access to plunge into her womanhood.

Meanwhile, down below, Ariel carefully placed the glowing shaft with the perfectly shaped mushroomed helmet where the chalice had previously been. Ariel chanted a few more refrains before lifting the chalice from its new spot, hoisting it to the heavens. She then placed the velvet pouch where the chalice had been, and still holding the chalice came out from behind the altar to stand in full view before it. In the midst of her invisible fucking, Lara caught an image of Ariel’s full nakedness. She was an artist’s dream of perfection. Her long legs were nicely toned, the creamy white skin, tempting and inviting all the way to her crotch where a finely kept nest of red curls kept her most intimate treasures hidden, despite the swollen moist lips that threatened to peek out of the forest. Her long red hair flowed effortlessly to the middle of her ass. Lara felt pangs of jealousy amidst the admiration; however, the current fucking sensation was distracting enough.

Ariel eyed the five statues carefully, two of which had cocks pointing straight at her. There were two statues whose cocks were pointed straight towards the ceiling. The last statue’s cock was tilted at an upward angle. With the chalice in hand, Ariel strode with purpose and determination towards one of the statues whose cock was aimed directly at her. Standing in front of the obelisk, Ariel reached out with a free hand and began gently stroking the two-foot appendage. The palm of her left hand eased over the crowned head and moved along the impressive shaft. She encircled the base and caressed the underside as she brought her hand back to the front, smiling wickedly as she slowly sunk to her knees in front of the idol. Placing the golden cup between her knees, Ariel pressed her face to the cock, running its length across her cheek, its tip brushing past her ear, into her hair. She inhaled as she drew her head back, her tongue snaking out to flicker over the smooth cap. Ariel bathed the bulbous head for several minutes, planting loving kisses all over as she did so. Then with seeming ease, she opened her mouth and slid her lips over the crowned jewel as if she’d done so a million times before. Gripping the shaft at the base, Ariel steadied herself as she bobbed back and forth, slowly allowing the thick shaft deeper into her mouth and throat. Hums, coos, and moans of excited enjoyment seeped from Ariel, the sounds of her muffled pleasure echoing off the stone walls.

From above, even through the crashing waves of orgasmic passion, Lara managed to continue her spying of Ariel’s activities, mesmerized by her ability to stretch her jaw painfully around the marble shaft. Lara was in awe of how deep Ariel managed to work the stone shaft into her throat. What also caught Lara’s eye was the green cock on the altar. Its glow had increased in intensity, seemingly matching the intensity of the invisible cock fucking in and out of her pussy at that very instant. Lara couldn’t take any more! She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth as her body convulsed, the hands mauling her tits, clenched into tight fists, her nipples caught within. Lara’s hips rose off the stone step and her ass slammed back down onto its edge as she released a pent up river of her fluids. An arcing stream of crystalline liquid sprouted like a fountain from within, landing in a pool several steps below where Lara’s ass remained planted.

At the very instant of Lara’s release, a muffled squeal of excitement could be heard from below. Lara managed to loll her head to the side, and through bleary eyes, see Ariel greedily gulping , a frothy white mixture seeping from the corners of her mouth, dripping off her chin, only to land in the chalice below. Ariel did her best to consume as much of the liquid pouring from the tip of the stone statue as possible. When she could handle no more, for fear of gagging, Ariel pulled away, grabbing the chalice so that it could capture the remnants she couldn’t.

Lara quickly came down off the euphoric high watching as Ariel stood proud, holding the chalice, the milky substance having filled the cup before it stopped flowing from the cup. Ariel looked at the contents, her eyes glazed with passionate lust, and for the first time since she entered the great hall, spoke loud enough and clear enough for Lara to hear. “Ah! The fountain of youth and eternal beauty is finally mine!” Ariel hoisted the golden cup to the open ceiling, then brought it to her lips so that she could drink the offering in its entirety. What had dribbled down her chin, and dripped upon her breasts, Ariel massaged into her skin until it was absorbed as lotion. “Aphrodite, Venus, Hathor, Lakshmi, Freya, and all the other goddesses of beauty shall make room for me, for I too shall be one of them!”

Lara could not deny that Ariel would certainly rival the most beautiful of goddesses. Ariel’s porcelain perfection seemed to shimmer slightly brighter as she flitted to one of the statues whose cock was pointing towards the ceiling. Again, it was her confidence which Lara admired; the way Ariel strode toward the object of her desire and took matters into her own hand. Unfortunately for Lara, as soon as Ariel began laving her oral talents upon the second statue, the glow from within the green stone cock upon the altar grew brighter, the light shimmering along the vein from base to tip. The mysterious feeling within her seeping cauldron returned, the intensity and ferocity of the thrusts magnified than before. Lara couldn’t help but to flail her head back and thrust her hips up to meet each deep thrust of the determined piston.

Ariel had to stand in front of this statue, as the tip of its prized possession came to just under her chin. She placed the golden cup between her feet. Planting wet kisses at its very tip, Ariel thrust her tongue into the small opening, constantly running her hands up and down along the shaft. Within a short while, Ariel once again managed to envelop her mouth over the tip, slowly working the cock towards the back of her skull. Her watering mouth seeped its contents despite the tight seal, oozing down the shaft. Ariel’s hands spread the wetness up and down along the long length, pumping the shaft in both hands as she eagerly sucked; anxiously awaiting her next offering of special nectar.

Just as before, Lara had somehow managed to reach a body wrenching, cum-pissing climax without screaming her release; and as she did so, so did Ariel begin hungrily gulping down the spurting gobs of stickiness. Because of the angle she was at, Ariel was unable to gulp down as much as she had before. Ariel allowed the special concoction to spurt, arcing through the air so that it landed between her breasts. Ariel’s cry of happiness, once again, filled the room. When the intensity of the eruption slowed, Ariel quickly retrieved the chalice and filled it to the rim before returning her mouth to the cock to clean up the remnants.

Lara had to wipe the burning sweat from her eyes, her body covered in droplets of perspiration despite the cool dampness of the cavern. She eyed the heaving nature of her stomach as it rose and fell with each gasp of air. She gingerly placed her hands at her inner thighs, afraid to make contact with the tender flesh of her raw pussy. She pried her legs apart hoping the cool air would soothe the abused pink flesh.

Ariel, once more, held the chalice high in triumphant victory just before draining the contents into her hungry stomach. She then proceeded to rub the protein lotion that had decorated her flesh over her breasts and abdomen. Her skin seemed to hungrily devour the lotion also. Her torso now matched the porcelain complexion of her face. A radiant glow started forming around Ariel, which Lara wasn’t sure if it was the cum-cream or just the way the sunlight from above

Lara steeled herself as Ariel picked up the chalice and moved towards the cock that was tilted at an upward angle. Lara now knew what to expect and shifted her position on the step so that her back was to the decorated wall, one foot was placed on the step above her, and the other, two steps below. Lara could still watch Ariel through the opening, as well as see the glowing green cock on the altar. The light emanating from the relic now consumed nearly two thirds of the shaft. Lara pulled her thighs back towards the wall, digging her heels into the rough surface of the steps as the invisible cock assaulted her yet again.

Ariel placed the chalice on the floor between her feet once more. She wasted no time in wrapping her hands around the shaft, stroking the smooth marble before enveloping her well-stretched jaw over the tip. This time, however, Ariel was nearly bent in half as she serviced the virile god. The tip was too high in the air for her to get to if she were on her knees. Ariel’s ass stuck high in the air, as she began easing the specimen into her mouth. The more Ariel managed to engulf, the higher her ass seemed to rise.

Amidst Lara’s deep pounding fucking, she admired Ariel’s plump buttocks; two evenly round orbs that gave definition to her curves, yet showed no signs of sag. As with everything else, even her ass was flawless. Even in the swirling euphoria, Lara began to wonder how long Ariel had been drinking from these virile cocks. It would elucidate the practiced ease with which she set to task, as well as explain her perfection of beauty. Lara struggled to keep focused on Ariel, fighting to keep her eyes from rolling back into their sockets, a hostile attempt to push her into the blackness of orgasmic bliss. The cock pummeling her was knocking against her cervix with each measured and timed thrust. Even though there was nothing in front of Lara, she knew, whatever it was was real! She felt her back rub up against the wall with each powerful thrust; the walls surface scratching at her flesh. Still, Lara managed to keep her grunts contained as Ariel continued on down below, much like she had done before. Lara crashed through her third orgasm as Ariel drank what she could from the cock, then again from the cup. The remnants that had shot practically between Ariel’s breasts and onto her abdomen were rubbed methodically down towards her pussy, onto her thighs, and over the orbs of her ass though Ariel avoided making contact with the nest of red curls.

Lara wasn’t sure how much more of this she could handle, knowing full well that Ariel intended to complete the mission with all five statues. Her back was raw, her heels were cut, her pussy was inflamed, not to mention the puddles of womanly cum surrounding her. Watching Ariel move towards the her next target, Lara scrambled to get into a different position. Without much thought, Lara placed her knees on the stone step, placing each knee on either side of the puddle collected there. She leaned forward and crossed her arms, creating a pillow upon which she could rest her head as she lifted her ass high. She could still maintain her voyeur vantage, spying on the activities below.

Ariel now stood in front of the other statue whose cock pointed to the ceiling, and as she had done before she worshiped the erection with her body, hands and mouth, eventually bringing it to eruption just as Lara climaxed. She drank from the cock and the cup without effort. This time however, Ariel left some of the special nectar in her cup. Turning her back to the idol, she pulled her long red hair over her shoulder so that it now draped over her lovely breasts. Ariel then poured the remaining liquid from her cup down her back from the base of her neck. Ariel immediately pressed herself against the upright cock and slid from side to side, and up and down, using the stiff member to help rub the lotion into the areas she could not reach on her own. Only until she was completely satisfied that the lotion had entirely covered her back did Ariel turn back to face the glorious erection, laving it clean with her loving tongue.

Now Lara’s knees were bruised and bloodied, having rocked back and forth while the ghostly creature sent her soaring with another climax, which she had to stifle by biting into her arm. The emerald cock on the table was now fully engulfed by the blinding light emanating from within. Lara could barely catch her breath, the respites between each fucking, never seemed to be enough. Her mind scrambled for another position that might allow the penetrating cock that demanded to go deeper with each session, easier access, with less pain to her. Lara had barely been able to move from her last position when Ariel had reached her final destination. By the time the ghostly cock began fucking Lara, she had only managed to get to her hands and knees, with her face right at the opening in the wall. Lara had been thrust into so hard that she had to brace her hands on either side of the opening to prevent herself from being pushed through. One knee was on the step, while the other foot was planted three steps below, trying to keep balanced. Somehow this position did allow for easy, deep penetration, though it was not easy on her body.

Ariel positioned herself as she did for the first blowjob; on her knees with the chalice between them. With unbridled passion and hunger, Ariel drove her face onto the cock, taking it further down her throat than she had ever done in the past. She held herself there, suppressing the instinctive gag that fought to escape. She inched forward ever so slightly, stretching her practiced pipes even further, silently counting in her head, how long she could remain impaled upon the beastly member before having to come up for air. Ariel finally snapped her head back, gasping for that much needed breath of sustaining life; a thick stringy dollop of saliva connecting her bottom lip to the cock. Ariel repeatedly deep-throated the monster-sized cock; forcing it deeper and deeper with each successive bob of her head. Each time she came up for air more thick tendrils fell from her lips; the stringy strands falling to the floor and her breasts. Sparkling tears fell from the corners of her eyes as she pushed herself to extremes unknown; proud of what she had accomplished.

A short while later, Ariel’s efforts were rewarded as Lara, also, was rewarded. Ariel, however, had denied herself so much oxygen, that she was unable to gulp down the last idol’s offering. Instead, Ariel allowed the thick, creamy substance to spatter freely across her face, into her hair, and upon her tits, as she gasped. She had managed to gather another chalice full of liquid before the idol was spent.

Lara, meanwhile, lay as flat as possible upon the stone, gasping for her own air. The mighty cock had driven most of the air from her lungs with the fucking she had just received. Lara was completely spent, drained of all energy, unable to move after five intense fucking sessions. All she could do was lay there and watch Ariel move about below.

Ariel, for the last time, stood in the sunlight and hoisted the chalice to the air. She praised the gods, and Adam, then tilted her head all the way back. She opened her mouth and with the golden cup at arms length she tilted it towards her face. What landed in her mouth, she drank. The rest spilled sloppily into her hair, over her face, and ran in rivers down her chest and back. Ariel cackled wickedly, celebrating her achievement. Without the slightest effort to clean herself, Ariel dutifully cleaned the last cock with her tongue, letting the sticky substance dry in cakes upon her skin, leaving her hair in a tangled, sticky, matted mess.

Ariel effortlessly glided once again to the altar, where the emerald cock had now turned to jade. Referencing the scroll one last time, Ariel gently cradled each jade kidney stone and placed them carefully in the golden chalice. She then grabbed the transformed penis and placed it in the golden container also, its base nestled between the stones, the flared tip sticking proudly out the top as it leaned precariously against the rim. Carefully lifting the cup, so that its contents did not move, Ariel again circled the altar, and slowly moved to the last statue she had tended to. She had pressed her finger to its navel, at which point a hidden panel located just beneath had slid to the side. Ariel meticulously placed the cup and its contents within the small chamber. She pressed the navel again and the door closed.

Ariel heaved a satisfied sigh that could easily be heard. She elegantly strode to the altar and moved the chalice back to its original location causing the five erect penises to lower back to their original positions, hanging between the idols’ legs. She blew out the candles and moved them back to their original location, closing the opening in the ceiling, and locking it in place. Ariel then stepped into her pooled gown and lifted it back up and secured it so that it covered her nakedness, but did nothing to hide the evidence of her activities. Her hair and face still clearly showed the debauchery she had partaken in.

“It’s time to go,” she announced to her guards, who finally turned to face their commander. While each guard saw her disarray, not one made any indication of concern or surprise. “I have to shower, change, and prepare for our trip. The triad should be fused by the time we return.”