1.2 Odysseus and the Goddess
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Odysseus laps up every drop of her flowing juices, savoring the taste of her orgasm. He continues to lick her slowly now, bringing her down gently from her high. "So f*****g delicious," he murmurs against her p***y before giving it one final kiss.
The gorgeous deity, flushed with satisfaction, squeals at his kiss and removes herself from his face. She confidently sits back with her palms behind her, propping her up. She radiates sophistication even after fulfilling her naughty desires. "Now, how can I help you, Odysseus?" her voice gentle, yet commanding.
He sits up, wiping her juices from his chin with a smirk. He stands tall, his impressive erection tenting his cloth. "Well, goddess, I was hoping for a little more assistance than just a fantastic meal. You see, I've been through quite the ordeal recently."
The goddess watches his glorious and sexy mortal form move as he speaks. "Go on," she says, settling her eyes on his erection for a moment longer before lazily meeting his gaze. Odysseus smirks as he watches her, noticing her lingering gaze on his hard c**k beneath his cloth.
He slightly adjusts himself to give her a better view. Her lips curl into a half smile at his thoughtful and generous gesture. "I've been lost at sea for what feels like an eternity," he continues. "My ship was destroyed, my men scattered or lost. I've faced monsters and gods alike..." He pauses, then steps closer to her.
The ethereal goddess maintains his gaze with hers and arches a brow at him. He chuckles and takes another step closer to her. His voice drops to a low, husky tone. "And now, I find myself on your island, exhausted, more hungry... and incredibly aroused by the goddess who just claimed my face." Odysseus reaches out, gently running his fingers along her jawline.
The goddess smirks and reaches beneath his cloth, stroking his hard c**k. "I see," she whispers, "tell me. What do you need from me? How do you want this goddess to serve you?"
His eyes flutter closed at her touch, his hips bucking slightly. He groans, "That feels incredible..." He gently grips her small wrist, "I need release, goddess. I need to f**k somethign beautiful and devine. Right now. I need to f**k you." The goddess hums before reaching to unclasp the pin holding up her dress and she disrobes.
His breath catches in his throat as the dress falls away, revealing her golden naked body. He quickly snatches off his cloth and throws it to the floor, freeing his throbbing c**k. "By the gods," he murmurs. Odysseus grabs her hips abruptly, spinning her around and bending her over. "I'm going to f**k the goddess out of you."
The goddess laughs and wiggles her ass to him as she looks over her shoulder to watch his reaction when she softly commands, "Impregnate me with your human seed, and I'll help you along your journey to safety."
His eyes darken with pure, primal desire at her words. He grabs his thick, veiny c**k and slaps it against her wet p***y. "Hell, you're serious? You'll let a mere mortal breed you?" She locks her gaze onto his, "You are not just any mortal, Odysseus. f**k me, and show me how right I am."
With a fierce growl, he thrusts into her in one powerful motion, bottoming out deep inside her divine channel. He pounds into her ruthlessly, his hips slapping against her ass as he f***s her like a man possessed. Maybe, he is. Odysseus groans, "You're so tight and perfect!"
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