Danmachi: Lust Event!

"How long this the spell going to last? How long are we going to fuck for?" Bell asked, less worried or reluctant to fuck the gorgeous, curvy goddess in his state of utter desperation, more just unsure what effects the spell would have on him.

He'd long forgotten about his sparring session, and was now focused solely on Hestia.

"The spell could go on for a few more minutes, it could be until dawn. As for how long we're going to go at it..." Hestia smirked devilishly as she pulled forward, straddling his lap and impaling herself upon his mighty cock, gasping as her spine arched back and she took him all down.

It wasn't painful to her, of course, but the feeling of the thick and needy cock sheathed within her unbelievably tight snatch was hard to take without showing at least some reaction. "I'm going to ride your lap until one of us breaks."

It sounded like a threat, and Bell learned quickly that it may well have been one, as Hestia's hands both grabbed onto his shirt for support and she began to bounce.

There was an immediate ferocity to the way she moved, a desperate brutality as she rode his cock hard and fast, wanting nothing to get in the way of the pleasure she sought.

Frantic bouncing atop his lap and the crashing down of her hips against his lap left him groaning as she made a quick and efficient submissive out of her adventurer, declaring her ownership of him with thoroughness.

Not that Bell minded, gasping as he thrust upward into her, his hands reached for her shapely hips and holding tightly onto them.

He didn't thrust too hard, didn't throw off the motion or the pace she was clearly setting for him, but he did throw in just enough to keep from coming off as lazy as his cock was treated to perhaps the best sensation he'd ever felt.

Hestia's pussy was hot and wet and tight in ways that left him wondering how it all even fit in there or how she could go so easily; divine endurance was all that he could come up with.

She rode his lap with so much swift need that he could tell she was having no trouble at all, especially once she started moaning, "So big. I've wanted this since we met, and now I finally have your cock! It's mine now!"

Her head snapped back, spine arching as she shoved her breasts forward, showing off the milky strands covering them.

She was so pushy and forward, but it was an infectious and endearing sort as she dominated him; Bell found himself seeing more and more the attractiveness that his more familial perception of her had kept him from fully embracing until now.

The raw sexuality of her body in every motion, every heave of her breasts and jiggle of her rear as she rode his cock like it was the last thing she would ever do.

"I want you to have it!" Bell cried out, in what Hestia felt was the most interesting development yet. She leaned forward and made sure she was listening hard as he continued.

"I didn't know what I was missing this whole time, but now I do, and I love it! Don't stop riding me Hestia, please, I don't want to stop fucking you. Let's do this all the time."

How much of it was the lust talking, he couldn't tell; the spell was a potent one, and the more he got, the more he needed, desperation building up in bitter swells of agony as everything he did to feed the beast only made it more insatiable.

Until the spell faded he would know no peace, no true satisfaction.

The steadily mounting desperation would continue until he was exhausted, and in his madness, he saw the declaration of basically serving his lap up to Hestia at all hours as a proper reaction to the events he was on the receiving end of.

The goddess knew that, but she nonetheless took his words as a promise and as a victory, cackling in lusty delight as she bounced harder and faster atop his cock, loving the impact that came with taking him balls deep into her.

This was so long coming, and it was everything she could have hoped it would be, keeping her very happy with the situation at hand as she twisted happily about.

She was close, growing closer by the moment, and she was all too happy to throw herself without thought or hesitation into whatever this was, embracing every sweet, addictive moment of the pleasure coursing violently through her.

It was the kind of high a goddess could get used to; a submissive boy with a big dick beneath her, completely at her mercy and uncontrollably horny.

"All the time," she agreed, picking up the pace even more aggressively as she went all out on poor Bell and his lap.

The frantic heaving of their bodies slowed for nothing, neither of them holding back their orgasms or shameful about the raw pleasure they sought with one another, and the payoff was swift and incredible.

They cried out together, arching back and howling in united bliss as they climaxed in unison.

Hestia's vaginal walls tightened against the throbbing cock within her in a way that cranked up the pressure to unbearable levels for Bell, milking his dick right of his precious seed.