TITLE    : Baubo Ch. 05
STORYID  : baubo-ch-05
SUMMARY  : Baubo and Aegina the Amazon make love.
AUTHOR   : Cal Y. Pygia@lit
DATE     : 2005-10-13
CATEGORY : celebrity-stories
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TAGS     : |baubo|aegina|amazon|buffy|willow|sunnydale|greece|cunt|pussy|buttocks|


Aegina sat on the bed, beside Baubo. Beneath the Amazon's weight, the tight lattice of braided cords that supported the down-stuffed mattress sagged. The warrior woman's weight was solid muscle, though, for, despite her size, which was considerable, Aegina had virtually no fat upon her frame--other than her small, girlish breasts and a bit of padding on her compact buttocks. She had a physique that, but for these obviously feminine charms--and her cunt, of course--could easily have been mistaken for that of a brawny man. However, her face was more beautiful than most other women's. Although Baubo was lovelier than her Amazon hostess, Aegina was a close runner-up.



"Had I not known that you are divine, I would have guessed as much," Aegina told Baubo, "for you are too beautiful to be a mere mortal." The Amazon's hand gently stroked Baubo's hair.



Although Baubo knew that her hostess was not merely praising her with idle words, she blushed, nevertheless. After having been the vile Baphomet's sex slave for centuries, bearing his insults and abuses, often being beaten for no reason but that the cruel devil delighted in sadistic cruelty, it was good to hear a compliment. It would have been acceptable even to hear mere flattery, but to have been paid a sincere compliment was delightful. "You are beautiful, too," Baubo replied.



Leaning far down, Aegina kissed Baubo's lips with her own. The goddess returned the Amazon's kiss, pressing her own lips firmly into Aegina's. The warrior woman extended her tongue. The wet, pink tip touched Baubo's lips, slipped past them, and entered her mouth, swirling about Baubo's own moist tongue. They probed each other's mouths, licking the insides of each other's cheeks, bathing the roofs of each other's mouths, and lapping the hollows at the bottoms of their oral cavities, beneath their questing tongues. They swallowed their own--and one another's--spittle. Aegina's finger found the cleft in Baubo's chin--the cleft that was the entrance to the pussy in her face, stroking the tiny, hooded clitoris within. Baubo trembled.



Aegina drew her mouth from Baubo's. A thin strand of saliva stretched between their wet lips. "Lie down," the Amazon said.



Baubo scooted farther back onto the bed and pushed off from the mattress with her feet, propelling herself backward. Falling onto her buttocks, she spread her legs, providing easy access to her cunt-chin.



Aegina leaned farther forward, licking the moist cleft at the center of the "V" formed by the juncture of Baubo's groin and thighs. She was mildly surprised to see that her guest's cunt was already damp. Apparently, Baubo had wanted sex more than Aegina had realized. She was a horny little thing, but that was fine with the woman warrior; she'd satisfy her! Aegina gave the little cleft of Baubo's pussy several short, rapid strokes with her tongue, and the Humpty Dumpty-like figure writhed, her legs convulsing, as she moaned with pleasure. The Amazon followed these initial strokes with slow, long licks to Baubo's now-erect clitoris. Baubo groaned, rolling from side to side. Had she hands, she'd have grasped the Amazon by her hair, so keen was the passion building in her loins, and tugged, drawing Aegina's face firmly into her chin-pussy. Baubo's juices flowed freely, wetting her thighs and the mattress beneath her rolling buttocks.



Aegina's own pussy was drenched; her juices flowed from her labia, trickling down her powerful, manly thighs. Her clitoris was rock hard, like a miniature prick. Even at two and a half inches, it was normally too small to use as a cock, but, in Baubo's case, given the smallness of the goddess' pussy, Aegina's stiff clitoris might serve such a purpose, the Amazon thought. The problem was that the goddess was of such a tiny stature that it would be difficult to mount her--difficult, but not impossible.



"Uh!" Baubo moaned as her hostess continued to lick and kiss and stroke her cunt and clitoris. The diminutive deity's chin was soaked, as if she'd drooled profusely--except that the fluid was not saliva but the lubricating juices of the aroused cunt within her chin. Had she hands, she might wipe away the wetness, but, as it was, she had no choice but to suffer the warm fluid to wash down her chin and the inner slopes of her smooth thighs. The mattress was wet beneath her rolling hips and ass. At one time, wetting the bed with her cunt juices had embarrassed her, but it had happened so many hundreds of times now that Baubo paid it no mind, nor, if she could judge by their reactions, had her many lovers, male and female.



Aegina stopped servicing Baubo's cunt with her lips and tongue. Sitting up, she hoisted herself onto her knees. Drawing Baubo around by her legs, the Amazon positioned her guest so that she lay parallel with the sides of the mattress and was near its center. Then, she lay atop the petite deity, grinding and rolling her hips against Baubo's chin-pussy. The Amazon felt the hard bud of her clitoris penetrate Baubo's cunt, as if the clitoris were a cock, and she started fucking her latest lover, moving her hips up and down slowly so that her erect organ moved back and forth in measured, deliberate strokes. Aegina's thrusting ridge of flesh moved easily inside the flooded gates of Baubo's chin-pussy, and the Amazon, aroused by the oddity of fucking another woman in the face, began to shove her clitoris faster and harder into the impaled chin-cunt, humping Baubo's head with a fierce determination.



"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Baubo grunted each time Aegina's hips slammed into her, rattling her teeth and filling her chin-cunt. As the Amazon fucked her still faster and harder, the individual groans became one, long, undulating cry: "Uhhhhhhhhh!" The sound was fuel to the fire of Aegina's lust, enflaming her passion, and the woman warrior lunged and plunged her erect clitoris into Baubo's face as if her organ were a sword and she were slaying an adversary on a field of battle rather than merely fucking a lover in her own bed.



"Fuck me!" Baubo managed to gasp, gritting her teeth as her lover drove her clitoris again and again into her chin-pussy with ever-increasing rapidity and force.



The Amazon honored her request, her hips becoming a blur of motion as she rammed them fast and furiously against Baubo's facial loins. A sheen of sweat shone upon the muscular woman's body, and drops of her perspiration fell from her lower abdomen, onto Baubo's impaled face, a sprinkle of salty fluid that stung the goddess' eyes. Above her, the Amazon had begun to grunt and groan with the effort of fucking her guest, and her cries joined Baubo's moans and groans, the two women creating a chorus of impassioned whimpers and grunts, a melody of sexual bliss, a symphony of fervent squeals. Were any to have heard the two lovers, their cries of ecstasy might have been mistaken for the sounds of agony, and, swords drawn, Aegina's fellow warriors might have sprung through the windows and doors, ready to defend their sister, but, fortunately, her sisters had heard such sounds more than enough times to know their significance and, indeed, several of them masturbated to these songs of ignited lust, adding their own cries to the din as, at home, in their own beds, they writhed and wriggled, wetting themselves. At times, it seemed that all of Themiscyra--indeed, all of Pontus--was but one great singing group, lifting their voices in the same hymn to Hymen.



The thought that her fellow Amazons might be masturbating to the sounds of her making love to Baubo excited Aegina even further, and she drove her clit-cock even more forcefully into the miniature goddess' chin-cunt, actually shoving the deity's entire body--what there was of it--half a foot up the mattress, her organ sliding free of the drenched pussy. Grasping Baubo's ankles, Aegina drew her guest toward her, this time adjusting her own position so that, when she slid her clitoris forward, it entered the goddess' mouth rather than her pussy. Involuntarily, Baubo's soft, full lips closed in a tight circle around the rigid bud, and Aegina fucked her with short, quick strokes. At moments like this, Aegina wished that she were a detested and disgusting male, for she would like, at least one time, to end her rapture with a quaking flood of thick, warm seed rather than gushes of cunt-lubricating juices. As it was, she hadn't long to lament her inability to ejaculate, for, abruptly, orgasm seized and shook her, roughly and thoroughly, wringing from her heart and soul, as from her cunt, all that was within her, both of passion, lust, and pussy juices. Legs quaking, asshole fluttering, breasts swaying, heart hammering, pulse racing, she released a bucket-size flood of thick, warm juices from her cunt, flooding Baubo's face with her most intimate fluids.



Baubo gasped as she felt the deluge wash over her brow, her cheeks, her nose, her lips, her chin-cunt, and her inner thighs. Much of the wash of fluids entered Baubo's mouth. Rather than retching or gagging, rather than blowing or spitting, the goddess swallowed the rich nectar, honored by the offering from the mighty Amazon's loins.



Having delivered her gift to the goddess, Aegina rolled to the side and lay on her back, drenched in her own juices. Her heart continued to hammer, and her lungs heaved as she fought for her breath. She was still all atremble, and her pulse yet raced, the blood pounding inside her veins. Her clitoris remained rigid and swollen, despite her having reached orgasm.



Armless, Baubo struggled to rise. She rolled onto her stomach--which is to say, her face--and got her knees under herself, so that she was kneeling with the top of her head upon the mattress. With a determined effort, thanks to her well-exercised, superbly conditioned abdominal muscles, she was able to lift her belly-face from the bed. Now, on her knees, her belly-face upright at last, she hobbled the short distance to Aegina's supine body, managed to straddle the Amazon's nearer thigh, and faced the altar of the warrior woman's saturated pussy. While the sweating, trembling Amazon recovered her strength, Baubo studied the manly woman's cunt up close. Baubo had been face-to-face, so to speak, with hundreds, if not thousands, of pussies, but she never tired of the sight of a moist, pink cunt. The uninitiated--or the stupid--might suppose that, having seen one vagina, one had seen them all, but the true aficionado knew, as Baubo knew, that, despite basic similarities, no two cunts were alike any more than any two pricks were the same. There was as much variety in the beauty of pussies as there was in a garden of a hundred thousand flowers. Like the bee, Baubo had, for millennia, flitted from one such flower to the next, but all eternity could not afford her time enough to sample all the lovely labia, cute clitorises, and pulchritudinous pussies, to say nothing of the beautiful breasts and buttocks that the gods had fashioned like fine jewelry throughout the countless years of their reign.



Aegina's cunt was as beautiful as Baubo had suspected. Shaped like the slit in a conch shell, the pink flesh within was as satin-soft and lovely as the pink petals of a dewy rose, and the clitoris with which the Amazon had fucked the goddess, still stiff and swollen, was as glorious as the bud of the same flower. Baubo wished, as she did on occasions such as this, when an exceptionally lovely cunt stared her in the face, as it were, that she had a penis that she could thrust between the gorgeous lips, far into the succulent depths of the liquid, feminine center. She was especially aroused by the masculinity of the Amazon. Although, without question, Aegina was clearly a woman, she had many of the attributes of the male. The combination of masculine and feminine characteristics was erotic in the extreme, and Baubo's own pussy continued to gush, streaming her own juices, like drool, over her chin. Were she to study Aegina's pussy forever, it wouldn't be long enough to appreciate fully its tremendous beauty.



Zeus had made men for men as well as for women, and he'd created women for women as well as for men. Although Baubo would have thought that, even for mortals, the intention of the gods' father should be clear enough, apparently it was not, for some men regarded it as an abomination to lie with another man as with a woman, and some women held the same absurd view with regard to the sleeping of women with other women. To teach them the error of their ways and to show them that it was his will that men should be the lovers of other men as well as the lovers of women, he himself had taken the form of a swan to mate with Leda and the form of an eagle to have sex with Ganymede. Indeed, he had borne the youth home with him to Mount Olympus to serve as the gods' cup-bearer and, of course, to be one of Zeus' own paramours. Why should not both men and women serve the lusts of one another, regardless of gender? Baubo could not understand why something so clear to her was beyond some mortals, for, although they could be quite stupid. Even an imbecile should be able to understand the lesson that Zeus' abduction of Ganymede had taught. Besides, other gods and goddesses had taught the same lesson. Hercules had had many male lovers, just as Aphrodite had bedded many another goddess and even a few mortal females. Baubo herself, although a lesser deity, had also made both sexes her lovers, just as, today, she was in bed with this Amazon.



"Baubo," Aegina whispered. "I need you."



The calling of her name awakened the goddess from her reverie. Baubo wriggled, driving herself forward, closing the slight distance between her face and the Amazon's moist, pink pussy. Although she was more than merely short of stature, Baubo had been blessed with an exceedingly long tongue, probably as a result of Zeus' ironic sense of humor. She had put her tongue to good use many times; she intended to do likewise now. She snaked out the fleshly appendage, licking the full, sensuous lips of Aegina's labia. Dewdrops of the Amazon's honeyed juices brushed her lips as Baubo slid her tongue farther into the woman warrior's sweet chamber. A rush of fluid welled within the tongue-impaled cunt, and Baubo lapped it up, swallowing the warm nectar.



Aegina moaned, rocking the cradle of her hips. Her hands gripped Baubo's luxuriant tresses, drawing the goddess' oversize belly-head toward her. "Uh!" the Amazon grunted as Baubo, her face pressed firmly against the warrior woman's sleek, soft pubic mound, thrashed her tongue inside Aegina's liquid cunt. "Uh! Fuck me with your mouth!"



Baubo stiffened her tongue, using it as a improvised cock. The muscle slid past the drenched and tremulous walls of Aegina's cunt, retreated, and thrust home again, rapidly. Aegina's thighs quaked, just as the inside of her pussy quivered. Vaginal fluids streamed from the Amazon's flooded cunt, wetting the mattress beneath her writhing hips. Aegina's fists tightened in Baubo's hair, but the goddess was too caught up in her own lust to feel more than a mildly annoying, slightly painful, very insistent twisting-tugging sensation. Another wave of intense pleasure shot through the Amazon, and she groaned. Aegina had had many lovers, but, even without arms or hands, to say nothing of breasts, Baubo was far more accomplished than any of them. Lubricating fluids gushed inside Aegina's cunt. A wild notion occurred to the Amazon: maybe she would drown in her own pussy juices!



Abruptly, Baubo withdrew her tongue.



"Don't stop!" Aegina protested. "By the gods, don't stop!"



"I want to finish you from behind," the goddess declared.



Driven half out of her mind with lust, Aegina's thoughts were muddled. "Finish me from behind?" she repeated.



"Roll over," Baubo directed her.



Aegina frowned. She wanted the sweet, intense release of orgasm.



"On your stomach," Baubo instructed.



Reluctantly, Aegina obeyed.



Baubo was still between the Amazon's thighs, but now the goddess faced Aegina's beautiful buttocks as well as her cunt.



The Amazon had one of the finest asses Baubo had ever seen--and the goddess had seen plenty. Aegina's buttocks were flawless, as smooth as porcelain, but, of course, warm and supple. Baubo studied the beautiful spheres, her eyes sweeping over the slopes, along the deep cleavage between the sleek cheeks, to rest upon the puckered anus above the crescent cunt between the warrior woman's satiny thighs. The weight of Aegina's buttocks seemed to settle in their lower halves and, by rounding her hips and her haunches, imparted to her form a perfect guitar shape. The burly Amazon's ass was so gorgeous that its beauty pierced Baubo's heart. Paradoxically, there was something sad about such loveliness--perhaps, as some of the poets among the mortals claimed, it was because of Baubo's recognition that this particular instance of beauty must be transitory, that it, like Aegina herself, must succumb to death and decay. Beauty should be eternal, Baubo thought, but, among mortals--even among those as lovely as the magnificent Aegina--it was not; hence, the sadness that loveliness imparted in its contemplation.



Baubo sighed. The great beauty of Aegina's magnificent ass might be destined to fade, but, at the moment, it was present in all its glory, and the goddess meant to enjoy the Amazon's loveliness. Baubo's extraordinary tongue slid from between her lips, entered the deep chasm between the warm cushions of the Amazon's buttocks, and flicked lightly at her hostess' wrinkled asshole.



"Oh!' Aegina gasped, surprised to feel her guest's soft, moist tongue upon her anus instead of her labia.



Baubo smiled, licking the tight ring of muscle more forcibly. Aegina's butt hole glistened with Baubo's saliva. Stiffening her tongue, Baubo jabbed at the woman warrior's anus, in quick, short strokes. Again, the Amazon gasped. Her asshole fluttered between Aegina's flexing buttocks. Once again, Baubo wished she had arms and hands, for she'd very much like to have been able to leave pink--or even purple--palm prints upon the Amazon's ample bottom, spanking her as she licked and kissed and sucked her ass.



Baubo stuck her nose, mouth, and chin between Aegina's buttocks. The juices from her pussy-chin smeared against the inward-curving slopes of Aegina's buttocks, and Baubo's nose slid up, parting the deep furrow between the creamy globes of the Amazon's ass as the goddess pressed her pursed lips firmly against the warrior woman's anus, kissing it. Aegina squirmed, her own cunt awash in her fluids. Some of the warm liquid anointed the goddess's face, chin-cunt, and thighs. Baubo stuck the tip of her stiffened tongue directly into the Amazon's anal opening, furiously wriggling the wet, fleshly appendage. Aegina yelped.



Baubo shoved several inches of her exceptionally long tongue through Aegina's anus, feeling the smooth, tight ring of the Amazon's sphincter widen to admit her. Her tongue impaling her hostess' asshole, Baubo flapped and waved the fleshly appendage, feeling the walls of the warrior woman's rectum slide, soft and smooth as the inner cheeks of Aegina's mouth--or cunt--past her own soft, wet tongue. Aegina shivered, her asshole fluttering, and her buttocks clamped tightly together before flexing rapidly. Her thighs quaked, too, and a stream of thick fluid gushed from the Amazon's cunt. The warrior woman whimpered, then moaned, then howled as wave after tidal wave of passion swept through her. A flood of pussy juice cascaded down the goddess' face, and Baubo licked frantically at the stream, swallowing as she lapped up the warm nectar. Baubo had meant to bring Aegina to orgasm by resuming her performance of cunnilingus on the Amazon, but the goddess' hostess had reached the point of no return as a result of Baubo's licking and probing her anus with her tongue. Philosophically, Baubo shrugged, smiling. It didn't really matter how Aegina reached ecstasy as long as she had.

<hr pg="2" /><i>. . . to be continued. . . .</i> 

