Zeus

I was seventeen years old the last time I touched a virgin.

We’d been dating for a month and I was so ga-ga for her I probably would’ve stuck my dick in boiling oil if she’d asked me to. She said she wanted to fuck, I popped a boner and dropped trou, and boom.

She screamed.

My mother came running down the stairs to where we were making out in the basement, Ares on her heels. Ambrosia stopped murdering the piano and started screaming just because another girl was screaming.

It’s a monster, the chick had sobbed. He tried to put his monster in my special lady flower.

I got a lecture about my responsibility to feed, clothe, and shelter any person whose life I permanently altered, along with my duty to save enough money for a kid to go to college. Also got a reminder that my hockey days would be over if I made my parents into grandparents before they were fifty, because they’d fucking ground me from everything but work, work, work, diaper duty, crying baby duty, and work.

I thought growing up with Ambrosia had been crying baby duty—and she was actually more terrifyingly devious than she was ever whiny—so that was a scary fucking threat.

Me and Ares compared dicks later, decided we were both fucked in the bad way with the megapacks in our pants, ordered the box-club-size tin of extra-extra-large condoms off a computer at school with the librarian’s credit card, and neither one of us did the real deed until we were almost twenty and two older puck bunnies adopted us.

Good times.

Not a good time?

Wondering if my head’s gonna even fit in Joey’s special lady flower.

I haven’t been this nervous since that year back home the Baloney Festival almost ran out of deep-fried Twinkies before I got my dozen.

And not just because I think she’d actually find a dickhorn.

She squirms, reaches between us, and strokes Jupiter.

And because my dick’s a total dog, he sits up, pants, and asks if he can shake. Soaking up the love while she explores him. She can’t get her fingers all the way around his girth, and even with both her fists on him, I’d have to put a hand around him to cover his whole length.

I’m already so fucking ready to blow I’m having to picture my sister naked when Joey dips her fingers under my dick to fondle my tennis balls.

And yeah, I’ve compared.

Don’t want the tennis balls to feel inferior, so I still say my nuts are the same size.

“Is it going to blow if I lick it?” she asks.

Jupiter strains inside his suit. “No licking.” Her hair’s that perfect combination of thick and silky and curly, and I’m taking full advantage of the rare opportunity to stroke it.

“Spoilsport.” She twists out of my grasp and pushes me onto my back. “You know what I like about you?”

Fuck, like I wasn’t terrified enough before. “Can’t imagine there’s a single fucking thing you don’t like about a god like me.”

She straddles me again, hands playing on my chest, my demigod trapped between her thighs with his head poking out. He wants to stand tall, but he damn sure doesn’t mind being squeezed by her legs.

“Your ego can almost keep up with mine,” she declares.

I cup her tits, because they’re there, and they’re fucking fantastic. “You wish. Stick around a while, and you might learn something about real ego.”

She’s sliding her pussy along the length of my redwood, and he’s threatening to split his bark. Chick has stamina.

But I wouldn’t have expected anything different. Not from Joey Fireball.

Fuck, I want inside this woman.

“Your turn,” she says, and if she’s trying for hard-ass, she’s missing by the length of my dick. “Tell me something you like about me.”

“Your pussy’s fucking hot.” Yeah, I almost came six times while I was licking that tasty treat. But my dick’s not in control tonight.

I am.

I’m suited up, in the game, and it’s mind over meat tonight.

Because this woman gyrating her hips and worshipping my dick with the goddess between her legs needs to know what she’s been missing.

What her fucking lava lamp can’t give her.

Every time I picture her putting anything up in her pussy, Jupiter threatens to go volcano once more, but he’s not doing that to us again.

She pinches my nipples. “Something nice about my personality,” she orders.

“You’re fucking hot when you give orders.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. Get your dick in my pussy now.”

Fuck fuck fuck.

She lifts her hips. Jupiter leaps to his full height. He’s standing straight and tall and proud, and she has to lift herself higher to press down on his head.

I grip her by the hips and strain to not buck up into her, because while I don’t think she’s a normal virgin, I’m not fucking this up.

Joey’s not some random chick to blow off some steam with. She’s…Joey.

I pull myself up to sitting and claim her mouth, because the angle’s better and I have to kiss this woman.

I have to taste her. Touch her. Feel every bit of her.

We’re both out of here in the morning.

Tonight’s gonna fucking count.

My dick glides into her folds. I squeeze her tits and suck on her tongue. She grips my hair, tilts her hips, and fucking puck on a platter.

She’s sliding over my head, taking it inside her, gasping into my mouth while she rides my head.

Right there.

Just my head.

In and out of her tight pussy, right at her entrance, squeezing the tip of me like that’s all she can take. I’m groaning and panting too, because fuck, I want more.

I want so fucking much more.

It takes so much control to not push the rest of the way into her that my ass is quaking with the effort. My abs. Fuck, even my boner’s vibrating with barely-controlled need.

She inches down my shaft, and even with the condom on, I can feel that slick heat in the tight walls gripping my stick. “Fuck, Joey, that’s so good.”

“Told you,” she pants. “Fucking…fits… Dog, so fucking big.”

I squeeze her nipples.

She gasps and rakes her short fingernails over my back and takes more of me into her tight channel.

I’m seeing fucking stars.

I’m not even coming, and I’m seeing fucking stars. “Need more,” I gasp.

“Oh, yes, yes, right there.”

She’s thrusting and pumping her hips, taking me inch by inch, higher and deeper and harder, and fuck, I want all the way in. I want so far in I’m never coming back in.

I want to be so far inside her that she’s squeezing my nuts with her walls too.

She’s not cradling my dick. No, she’s fucking strangling it with her magic pussy. Strangling and choking it and eating the whole damn thing, and now those stars are black dots in my vision.

“More, baby,” I gasp. “Gimme more. You’re so fucking good.”

“Don’t baby me. Fucking fuck me.”

She pinches my nipples, the sun explodes in my chest, and I’m never fucking another woman as long as I live. Swear to pineapple tater tot casserole.

My hips buck into her, driving my dick all the way home. She gasps, and I freeze. “Joey—”

She lifts off me and slams down until she’s sitting on my subplanets. “More. Oh fuck, Zeus, more.”

That’s all I need to hear. I lift us both, twist, pin her to the ground, and I drive home. Her legs clench around my hips, she thrusts into me, my nuts slap her ass, and she’s chanting my name.

“Yes, Zeus, more, yes yes YES.”

“Joey.” Fuck, I’m gonna come. She’s squeezing and pumping and riding me and she’s so hot and so tight and so slick and so fucking into me.

Into me.

“I’m coming,” she gasps.

Those walls squeezing me clench around my dick like a vise, and that’s all it takes. I roar as my own release overcomes me, shooting and firing and exploding harder with every spasm rocking my cock.

She’s not just coming.

She’s pulling me over this cliff, harder, hotter, faster, stronger, making me come my eyeballs out. There’s no fucking room for me to come, there’s nothing left for me to give, but her pussy keeps squeezing and I keep coming so hard my dick’s probably never going to work again.

This is better than a buzzer-beater. Better than floating weightless. I don’t know what’s out there at the edges of the universe, but swear on my monster cock, I just saw it.

Joey goes limp beneath me. “Oh my dog,” she whispers.

My cock’s still twitching inside her.

Her pussy’s still trembling around me. Uneven and weak, but still so much fucking stronger than it should be.

That’s Joey.

Never weak.

Never quits.

Fuck.

I fucking love this woman.

The realization hits like an enforcer blindsiding me. She walked into my life, said show me what you got, and don’t you dare give me anything less than the best, and boom.

She was mine.

And it’s not as terrifying as it should be.

I barely know her. She’s bested me at every single fucking thing we’ve done. She doesn’t take any shit.

And I’m fucking head over heels in love with her.

Her fingers brush my hair out of my eyes, and this time, I know exactly what that hot air balloon expanding in my chest is.

“Won’t fucking fit,” she scoffs as she pants.

Yeah.

I’m gonna love this woman until the day I die.

I lower my head and I kiss her.

Suckle on her lower lip. Swipe my tongue over the inside. Cradle her head and explore her mouth.

She hesitates only a second before she’s kissing me back.

I’m not gonna lie and tell you it’s because she loves me. Or that I’m letting myself imagine she ever might.

I’m a monster puckhead. She’s gonna fly her own ass to the moon without me one day. Probably won’t even remember me.

But I’m gonna take every moment I can until it’s over. Even if it never comes again, I’m going to fucking have tonight.

She traces my ear with one finger, Jupiter lifts a sleepy head, she giggles and squeezes her pussy around him, and it’s game over, lights out.

Because I’m about to make love to this woman.

And this one’s just for me.