Chapter 2 - Chapter 2

A/N: Well, this chapter turned out longer than I planned, so I split it into two parts. Next chapter will follow next week, if I haven't managed to make progress on Unremarkable by then.

Content: mf, oral, fucking, mentions of ff and mm

Marius tried to follow along as Mrs. Carter, the priestess of the Goddess, invoked the Goddess in prayer. The prayer was in the old language, so he couldn't quite understand all of it, but he got the gist. She was calling to the Goddess, introducing the new initiates, who would finally be the congregation. She was apologizing for the fact that the newcomers had been denied access to the Goddess' gifts and participation in the ceremonies, and explaining in formal phrases why they had remained virgins until now.

After a few minutes of prayer and praise, the priestess finally got to her feet and turned around in where she stood, at the focus of the half-circle of initiates, her arms wide. She switched back to the normal language as concluded her address to the goddess and spoke to the initiates.

"In the past, centuries ago, there was the Aruveic Empire. The Empire had many gods, and the people paid respect to them all at the proper times. The Goddess was known far and wide, and even the people who followed her in preference to all others were free to do so. The faithful were legion, and times were good."

She looked around the circle. Marius, and all the initiates, knew the history, of course, but it was clear that his recitation was part of the ceremony. Marius tried to listen attentively, though he kept thinking about what it would have been like, being allowed to follow their faith openly.

"But nothing lasts forever," the priestess went on, lowering her head, "and eventually the empire fell, and its gods faded with it. But the faith remained with some of the people. Villages all around kept to the Goddess' path, even as foreign gods became worshipped, brought by conquerors from far away. But because of their obsession with the passing-down of their kingships and property only to their descendants by blood, they were intolerant of the faith, which obscured these bonds, and the faithful kept their worship hidden."

The priestess paced around the circle, touching them on their downturned heads as she passed.

"Public morals changed, and the Goddess' gifts became something to done in secret, kept private, and not to be shared with ones' friends and neighbors! The faithful were persecuted, and many turned away."

She leaned on the altar and bent her head, speaking now in a quiet voice.

"And finally, after years of this, the Faith is almost gone. We are the last. The King brought his own gods into our village, and we sacrifice to them, as is proper. They are useful, each in their own ways. But in secret, we keep to the Goddess' path. We are the last village that follows Her in the old ways and we will remain faithful!"

Her voice had risen over the last few sentences, and ended on a shout.

"So now that you are old enough, and now that you have fulfilled your duty to the spells that maintain our prosperity, the Goddess welcomes you fully into Her embrace. Tonight, you will be initiated into the congregation. Now rise, and witness the magic the Goddess has blessed us with!"

Marius could feel the anticipation in the air as all the initiates got to their feet, eyes fixed on the priestess. She turned sharply, robe swirling around her and revealing yet more of her body, and knelt down by the altar. A moment later, she stood up again, holding the idol high in the air. Marius had seen it before, of course, hidden in the shrine in the center of the village. In any case, all the villagers had a smaller representation of the Goddess, similar to the idol, somewhere in their house, usually hidden under the bed and brought out only for prayer. The idol was the most magnificent of them all, of course.

It was a golden statue a foot and a half high, showing the form of a nude woman with her hands on her heavy breasts and, jutting out from between her legs, a thick, detailed cock nearly as long as the statue was tall, with a bulbous head. And, Marius knew, the idol had long ago been enchanted by the old followers of the Goddess. He had a small amount of magical talent — nothing useful, really, but enough that he could sense magic when it was nearby — and he had, on the rare occasion that he had touched it, felt a tingle and a feeling of heat run up his arm at the contact. It was a spell that covered the whole village, and it was kept active by the idol's use in ceremonies like this one, and the weekly meetings in the temple.

The priestess lowered the idol and reverently kissed it on top of the head, then turned it around so that it was facing the initiates. "Tonight, you will be bound to the sacred magic empowering the Goddess' idol. It will draw strength from you and in return its influence will extend to you. This time, I will be the conduit for the Goddess' power, but after the ceremony I will teach all of you how to use the idol yourselves, to ensure that you will use it wisely. Now turn your thoughts to the Goddess and be thankful for Her gifts to you and all living things, and observe as I activate the holy magic of the idol."

She changed her stance until her feet were just further apart than her shoulders and, with a quick movement of her arms, shrugged her robe open wide. Then, speaking a prayer calling on the Goddess to bind together Her followers in Her embrace, she slowly lowered the idol and slightly bent her knees, canting her hips forward. With difficulty, Marius kept his eyes on the idol instead of on the priestess' body, now on full display. As the idol passed her bellybutton, the priestess shifted her grip until she was holding the idol so that its golden cock was pointed straight upward. Then, without preparation and with only a small grunt of effort, she slipped the cock's bulbous head between her nether lips and, in a long, smooth movement, impaled herself on it more than halfway.

She let out a shout of "Goddess, bless us!" that turned into a moan, drawing Marius' attention back to her face. As she shuddered, he could saw, just for a moment, her eyes turn solid, dark blue. Then the color withdrew, seeming to sink into the whites of her eyes. The moan trailed off and she released the idol. It hung there for a moment, its cock still in the grip of Mrs. Carter's pussy, before it slipped out and landed softly on the grass, a drip of pussy juices following it and covering it in a glistening layer.

Marius had only a moment to appreciate the sight before the priestess turned, looking over the initiates before her. "The Goddess has blessed me," she announced, her voice husky with lust, "Now kneel, that I may share this holy magic with you."

Her eyes met his as he and the other initiates hurriedly knelt down, and a moment later she was striding over to him, her robe flapping loose behind her. She came to a stop right in front of him, looked down, into his eyes, and took his head in her hands.

"Do you accept the Goddess' gift and the holy magic of Her idol?" she asked him, formally.

"Yes," he responded, feeling overwhelmed but trying to open himself up, and nodded fractionally.

The priestess smiled and bent down, canting her head and pressing her mouth against his in a kiss. The kiss quickly deepened, her tongue wrestling with his. It went on until he began to run out of breath, unwilling to break the kiss even with the blood pounding in his ears and rushing lower down. Then, a feeling of heat rushed into him from her open mouth. There was a pressure against the inside of his throat even though he could feel nothing solid move down it, and a tingling spread from his core to all his extremities. Suddenly, an overpowering sense of lust filled him and in seconds he could feel his cock grow rock-hard, though it usually took him longer than this to recover from an orgasm. Finally, there was a tingling around his eyes.

As the priestess broke the kiss and he took a deep breath, he wondered if, just for a moment, his eyes had also been solid blue.

Mrs. Carter took one small step forward, pressing her shin against his hardness between his legs, then stepped away, letting one hand linger on his cheek for a moment while she said, in a low, husky voice, "See you soon…"

Then, in a loud, formal voice, she announced, "Accept this the Goddess' gift! Now, feel Her magic work through you. Wait, while I share it with the others, and then we will come together under the Goddess' blessing."

Marius lowered his head and tried to wait patiently while the priestess went around the circle, repeating her question and kissing each of the initiates in turn. He tried to stay still, because every movement made his robe shift against his rigid shaft almost painfully.

After what was probably only a few minutes but felt longer, he looked up just as the priestess reached Lise. Lise trembled as she was kissed, her hands twitching upward before she could control herself. As Mrs. Carter stepped away, here eyes looked glazed for a moment.

The priestess returned to the idol, picked it up and placed it on top of the altar, then turned back to the initiates.

"The Goddess has blessed you! She welcomes you as Her followers. Now rise, and share Her gifts with each other!"

She lit the torches on either side of the altar, the new, flickering light offsetting the fading light of the sun, then smiled as the initiates came uncertainly to their feet.

"Go on, have fun," she encouraged them, waving her hands at them to get them moving.

As the initiates slowly approached each other, Marius found his eyes drawn back to Lise. He noted faintly that her face was red and her chest heaving, just before their gazes locked.

A moment later, the approached each other near the altar. Lise touched him on the arm and smiled uncertainly.

"Hi," she said, softly.

They both stood still for a minute. Marius had been looking forward to this for months but now he wasn't sure what to do.

Then, Lise threw caution to the wind and lunged forward, crushing herself against him and locking her mouth against his in a frantic kiss. Her tongue clumsily invaded his mouth while her hands roved over his body, on of them slipping under the robe and squeezing his ass while the other stroked his back and pulled him tighter against her.

Marius hesitated only a moment before reciprocating, his tongue wrestling with hers, a hand caressing the back of her neck while the other nudged aside her robe and trailed along the side of her torso.

Marius hesitated only a moment before reciprocating, his tongue wrestling with hers, a hand caressing the back of her neck while the other nudged aside her robe and trailed along the side of her torso.

 By the time Marius broke the kiss to gasp for air his robe was hanging of only one shoulder and there was a wet spot on his thigh where Lise had been grinding herself against him. He felt light-headed and more horny than he had ever been in his life, whether form the Goddess' magic still heating up his body or from the fact that he was finally kissing Lise, he wasn't sure.

He briefly became aware that the other torches around the clearing had been lit, and the other initiates were gathering in pairs or small groups, in various states of undress. Then Lise moved closer again, pulling him back into the kiss while one hand , trapped between their bodies, closed around his throbbing cock, and the surroundings vanished from his mind.

As their tongues wrestled with each other, he fumbled with her robe. Unwilling to break the embrace to get it off her shoulders, he rucked it up around her waist until both hands had access to her ass, groping it and pulling her harder against himself. Lise grunted into his mouth and shifted position, nails digging into his ass and her thigh pressing into his erection as she rutted against his upper leg.

Lise finally broke the kiss again when there was a sudden loud cry of, "Yes!" from beside them. They both looked to see the outburst had come from Marta, who was kneeling in front of Lucos, jerking him off with both hands while Mrs. Carter lay underneath her, head buried between the girl's legs.

Marius and Lise tore their gazes away and looked back at each other. Lise grinned crookedly, her brown eyes shining, and took his arm. "Come on," she said, leading him to one of the logs. "We should try something more, as well."

Marius let himself be guide to sit on the log, and Lise knelt down in front of him. "We've been waiting far too long until we could join in with this," Lise asked, not waiting for him to answer before she leaned forward and circled her fingers around the base of this shaft, looking curiously at it for a moment before sticking out her tongue and giving him an experimental lick, from root to tip. She hummed in satisfaction as Marius gasped, and continued, giving little licks all around the head while her hand squeezed the shaft and moved up and down in short strokes.

Marius's hands tangled in her hair as he struggled not to pull her down on hi twitching cock. He hissed as she moved on, her teeth scraping softly against his shaft while her hand trailed down and began to fondle his nuts. He could feel them contract a little as a dribble of pre-cum leaked down his cock. Lise raised her eyes and looked at him as she licked it up, smiling as his cock jerked in her grip.

"Don't come yet," she told him, and he barely avoided whining in disappointed as her hand tongue left him. She stood, shucking the robe from her shoulders and took a step closer, straddling his lap as she looked down at him, her breasts level with his eyes, the hard nipples plainly visible. She raised her other hand, the fingers glistening with her own wetness, and held it in front of his face. He breathed in deeply, trying to memorize the intoxicating scent of her excitement, then leaned forward and opened his mouth, sucking her fingers and savoring her taste.

Lise moaned and giggled, her other hand, slightly wet with Marius' pre-cum, trailing down his chest and tweaking a nipple. Then she withdrew her fingers from his mouth and leaned down until her forehead touched his. Her hair hung around them so that the only thing they could see was each other, their eyes boring into each other as Lise's head once again took a grip on his rod and lowered herself. His cock slipped along her slippery folds a few times as their breaths mingled, and then she found the right spot and lowered herself further, slowly burying Marius' cock inside herself.

Marius could see her eyes widen as she stopped breathing for a moment, her mouth falling open slightly as, very slowly, she impaled herself on his cock to the hilt. When her ass met his legs his hands moved, sliding up her legs until they reached the soft cheeks of her ass, pulling her down further as he tilted his head and once again captured her mouth in a kiss.

She kissed back frantically, her hips rocking, her tight pussy clenching around his cock. After only a minute she began moving, shifting up and down on his cock while her arms wrapped around him and pressed her pebble-hard nipples into his chest. Marius began thrusting back up at her as she came down, and after a few awkward moments the settled into a rhythm, their hips slapping together faster and faster, getting covered in Lise's wetness as their excitement grew.

It was only afew minutes before Lise stiffened, letting out a breathy moan into Marius' mouth as she stood rigid. Marius continued thrusting up into her as a larger gush of her fluid rushed down his cock. He felt her pussy clench and spasm around himself as he continued, unable to stop as his own pleasure neared its peak.

Just as Lise relaxed and slupmped forward, breaking the kiss and resting her head on his shoulder, he reached his own climax, burying himself deep inside her in one last thrust. Shouldn't have expected to last long, my first time, he thought, lightheadedly, as he felt his dick twitch inside her and his balls contract, spurting jet after jet of his cum deep into her. As his orgasm came to an end, all his muscles relaxed. With List still recovering, leaning against him, he lost his balance and the two of the, still embracing, fell off the log onto the soft grass.

When the spots in Marius' vision cleared, he found himself on his side, Lise propped up on an elbow opposite him and looking at him with a smile.

"That was nice," she said, softly, and leaned in to kiss him on the lips. "But we shouldn't spend all our time together right now. The Goddess wants us to share with others, too." She slipped her fingers between his and gave his hand a squeeze. "I'll see you later."

Marius nodded at her and watched as she got unsteadily to her feet and, her and his fluids running down one leg, walked into the circle, the flickering torchlight glinting off her body in the growing darkness. Marius stretched, a little surprised as he felt his dick twitch a little as he took in the bodies moving in the light. The idol's magic was helping him recover quickly from his exertions. The Goddess did tell Her followers to share Her gifts among each other, and he was looking forward to it, but he was still glad Lise had been the first.

He rose and looked around. Lise dodged around Mikal and... Remy, he was pretty sure, who were lying on the grass, kissing enthusiastically, ands fumbling with each other's cocks, and over to Anni, just as Betany crawled out from between her legs and staggered away. Lise stopped the girl from struggling upright, kissing her on the neck while her hands mauled her tiny, firm breasts. He looked deeper into the darkness, trying to find someone who wasn't busy.

He saw Mrs. Davis approach from behind him just before she reached him. Her face was shining with fluid and there was a streak of cum running down her chest between her breasts, and she was smiling widely.

"Marius," she said as she reached him and took his shoulders, inspecting him from top to bottom "Having fun?"

"Er... Yes," he replied.

"Good. And you're up for another go," she said, her fingers curling around his nearly-full erection. "Lie down."

He obeyed, as the one hand on his shoulder pressed him downward, the one on his cock slowly stroking him until he was lying full-length in the grass. The priestess smiled in satisfaction as she looked him over, then fell to her hand and knees and crawled forward until her breasts were hanging, swaying, just over his straining cock.

"I used my hands already," she said, winking at him, "and I still want to taste you."

She bent down, mouth open, and took him into her mouth in a single movement. He felt her tongue slither around his cock, licking off his and Lise's mingled fluids until the tip hit the back of her mouth. She paused for a moment, choked slightly, and swallowed him deeper, until her nose was pressed against his stomach, in his pubic hair. Her throat worked around the head of his cock, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine.

Tears appeared in the corners of the eyes looking at him as she kept her head pressed down, her tongue just barely licking his sack, until finally, with a gaps, she withdrew entirely. A line of spit connected his cock to her lips as she hovered above him, breathing deeply.

"That," she said, swallowing heavily, "is a very nice dick. I want to feel it inside me."

Marius made no objection as she crawled forward but raised his hands to squeeze one of her breasts, the other hand stretching back until his fingers dug into the flesh of her ass.

"Ooh, good boy!" she encouraged him when her face reached his, and she bent down, lips locking with his while her tongue snaked into his mouth. He could taste himself and a little of Lise on her as they kissed. Her hand moved down his chest and between her legs until it reached his cock, now slick with spit and their fluids, and encircled it, pointing it upward and running the head through her trimmed hair. He groaned into her mouth at the sensation, then gasped as it slipped between her folds and thrust upward, sliding inside her cunt to an encouraging moan from her.

The priestess broke the kiss and put her hands on his chest, her hips making little circles as she settled down on him. Here eyes were dark in the torchlight when she looked down at him, her chest swaying and pressing forward until he got the hint and took a firmer grip on her breast.

"Yes..." she hissed, fingernails digging into his chest as she began to move, slapping her hips into his as she impaled herself over and over on his throbbing cock. For the moment, Marius simply lay back and let her have her way, concentrating on the feeling of her swaying breast in his hand as he squeezed it and flicked his thumb over her hard nipple. His other hand kneaded her ass as it rippled with impact each time she pounded down on him.

"Your dick feels so good inside me," she breathed as she slid one hand down her chest to the point were their bodies met, fingers flicking over where her clit peeked out from between her folds. "I want you to fuck me, and come inside me, you understand?"

Marius nodded faintly, nearly overwhelmed by the feelings of her cunt sliding around his cock, and began thrusting back up into her. Wet slaps rang in his ears as their bodies worked together. Her breathing grew harsher as they continued, and his hand trailed up until it was nestled in the junction of her throat and shoulder, his thumb caressing her. Both breasts now freed, they swayed above him with her movements.

It took a little longer this time, but soon he felt his pleasure build again. "G-gonna..." he stammered.

"Yes! Come inside me!" she ordered. "I want you to shoot that thick, hot cum deep into my cunt!"

The words only made his lust build, and both his hands flew to her ass, pulling her down onto himself with every thrust. As he looked past her, trying to prolong the moment just a little longer, he caught sight of the Goddess' idol glinting in the flickering light. Unbidden, the lecture the priestess had given a few days ago about the spells on the idol came back to him.

He was certain that all the new girls were on the potion the apothecary made, but he wasn't sure about Mrs. Carter. Her daughter was almost five, now, and he had heard that she was looking to have more children. He knew that in villages that didn't follow the Goddess, people put a lot of stock in who was related by blood. In Marius' village, that was pretty much impossible. Oh, everyone knew who their mother-by-blood was, of course, but it didn't seem of much importance whether your father was related to you, and it was impossible to know, because the Goddess' Gift was shared freely among all her followers, not only in the weekly meetings but in daily life, too.

That was why the idol was important. It ensured that there would be no children from people who were too close by blood, while still allowing Her followers to enjoy closeness with each other without needing to keep records of who might be whose father.

The incongruous thought passed through his lust-hazed head in an instant, just as he felt his balls tighten and his cock jerk inside the priestess. She must have felt it, too, because she suddenly slammed her hips down at him and pressed him down into the grass, leaning forward and whispering, "Yes! Cum!" in his face.

The encouragement was enough to push him over the edge. As she squeezed her pussy tight around him, he felt the first spurt of cum erupt from his cock. His hands fell from her ass as he came, several more spurts following the first into her slick, velvety pussy. She closed the last of the distance and kissed him again as the last of his orgasm rolled over him, her tongue tangling with his as he felt his cum leaking around his cock inside her and run between his legs, down his balls.

"Wow," he breathed.

The priestess broke the kiss, the pecked him on the lips one more time. She crawled forward slightly, until his head was pressed between her large breasts. His softening cock slipped out of her, the sensation almost painful.

"I didn't come yet," she said, as she rolled aside, one of her hands trailing circles on his chest.

"Oh," Marius said, numbly. The idol's magic helped, but after coming twice in quick succession he was momentarily unable to move. "Give me a minute..."

Mrs. Carter slapped him playfully on the chest. "Take your time. I see someone else who can help me. Come join us when you're ready again." She got to her feet, smiling, trailed a finger between her nether lips, licked it clean while looking Marius in the eyes, and walked, hips swaying, out of his sight.

Marius took a deep breath and listened to the moans around him. A familiar, feminine voice from beside him drew his attention and he turned his head. Lise was still with Anni, sitting her knees with the other girl's held tightly against her chest, straight up, as the girls ground their pussies together, accompanied by wet sounds, moans, and shrieking cries from Anni.

Grinning happily, Marius watched them as Anni, from the sounds of it, had cum several times. Finally, Lise shuddered and let out a shout of her own, then collapsed forward, slinging one arm over the other girl and pressing closely against her.

It took a few more minutes for Marius to recover. He didn't mind, gaze fixed on Lise and Anni, who where spending their own recovery time curled up together and exchanging little kisses between fits of giggles. Eventually, feeling strength return to his limbs and his cock coming to attention again, Marius stood up and followed the sound of Mrs. Carter's moans and indistinct voice to the other side of the altar.
