Circe hated having to swallow her pride and admit she might have been mistaken about something. Still, the devil would to be given his due, even if he wasn't that much of a devil. He was a virtuous hero who had proven himself to go above and beyond the call of duty. And she didn't deserve his favor, even though she most certainly received it today.
The purple haired goddess appeared, her matching eyes glowing when she approached the outside of the temple, where Peter Parker currently rested. Strictly speaking, she was not allowed anywhere on this island, by the edict of Queen Hippolyta and by Hera. There was a special exception made though, if Circe needed to repay a debt, she would set foot on this particular island.
Circe hated leaving her debts uncleared. She stepped into the temple where the young man, known to many in the world of mortals as Spider-Man, laid on the bed, in a relaxed state. Circe smiled, if she had her way he would be more relaxed.
"There aren't many times where I'm in a position to say this," Circe said. "But, thank you."
Peter's eyes opened up and he saw Circe standing over him. The young man tensed up, and potentially for good reason. Circe knew her reputation betrayed her at the worst possible times and at other times, destroyed her. She leaned back for a moment and touched her hand on the top of the young man's head.
"I swear, I mean you no harm," Circe responded.
"Yes," Peter said. "It's just…"
"The chaos caused was of my own doing, I'm well aware," Circe said. "But, it was your own doing where you pulled me out of the fire. You could have allowed me to languish, but you chose not to. You saved me from myself, and as Hera reminded me, I should thank you."
Peter stood to his feet, his eyes locked carefully on Circe. The woman stepped closer towards him. Good news was, his spider sense wasn't tingling. The bad news was, he wasn't even sure if a goddess would trigger it. She was divine, in many ways, as Peter found his eyes drawn to her chest.
Circe smiled, folding her arms underneath her chest which drew greater prominence to that particular part of her body. She had some amusement with what Spider-Man was doing and how she struggled to look away from her body.
"Peter, face me," Circe said. "I wish to thank my hero properly. I wish to clear the debt I regret."
The goddess stepped forward and captured Peter's lips in a kiss. Peter returned the kiss, his lips pressing against the goddesses. She tasted of ambrosia and honey, and that was just her upper lips. Peter grabbed onto the back of her head and deepened the kiss. The two lovers swapped their tongues with each other, neither backing down from what was going on.
Peter pulled himself away from Circe.
"This isn't going to end with me turning into a pig, is it?" Peter asked her.
Circe put her hands on her hips and frowned. "You turn someone into a pig one time, and it sticks with you for the rest of her life."
Peter raised an eyebrow and Circe waved her hands.
"Okay, a handful of times," Circe said. "And I turned Diana into one…although it was more like a boar, to compliment her boorish personality. She gets it from her mother."
The web slinger looked towards Circe with a very disapproving look. The goddess stepped forward, the bottom half of her outfit sliding up to reveal she wore absolutely nothing underneath it. Circe stood a couple of inches away from him.
"I've been a bad girl," Circe said. "Maybe, I should be punished, just a little bit. What do you say, Spider-Man? Do you think you can punish me, like a Spider-Man can?"
Spider-Man grabbed her and pulled her into another kiss. Peter Parker's tongue pushed into Circe's mouth and invaded it. The purple haired goddess gasped the deeper Peter pushed his tongue inside of her throat. The two battled for domination, with Peter winning the battle, at least at first. His tongue came deeper into her throat, pushing himself into her waiting mouth.
Now, her toga rolled up to see her enchanting thighs. A small strip of purple hair came between her legs, and Peter leaned in to slowly rub on her dripping pussy. Circe ground her pussy against his invading fingers, groaning when the warm sensation of her cunt lips ground against him. Peter picked up the pace.
The next play ended with Peter reaching up with his free hand and pulling her dress down and revealing her large breasts. They were firm and eternally perky, of the perks of being a goddess. Peter had to squeeze them, and he pulled on her nipples. Her chest shoved more prominently into Peter's clenching hands.
"Squeeze them!" Circe breathed heavily. "They're all for you!"
Peter was going to squeeze them and hold those soft, fleshy wonders in his hands. Circe rolled her neck back and moaned every single time Peter touched her breasts. Her creamy orbs rested in Peter's hands, recipient to several squeezes. Her heart beat faster.
It had been a long time since she received pleasure. Circe wrapped herself up in her own convoluted schemes so much, she had forgotten what pleasure was. His fingers slowly worked between her folds, slipping deep inside of her body. Her walls tightened around him and she breathed. Those fingers pushed into her.
Peter's ego got a huge leap which he realized he made a goddess cum just because of his fingers. The look of pleasure burning over Circe's face showed Peter how much she was into the intrusion of his fingers. He dug them deep inside of her core, the smoldering hot center squeezing around him. Circe pushed his fingers as deep into her as possible.
"Yes, more, deeper!" Circe panted heavily.
Peter kept up the pace, slamming his fingers inside of Circe's wet and hungry womanhood. He slipped two fingers, three fingers, deep inside of her body. Circe grinded them into Peter's invading digits, cumming hard on his hand.
"You really haven't got any in a while, have you?"
Circe smiled and took notice of the large bulge in Peter's pants. She took ahold of it without any shame and squeezed it. She edged closer towards Peter, still squeezing his crotch, before whispering in his ear.
"No, I haven't baby," Circe said. "I want you to take me, take me harder than anyone has ever taken me before. Take that big cock and ram it into my tight hole!"
Circe rubbed his crotch and slowly removed his pants. She had his pants off and then his boxer shorts underneath. She was a bit disappointed they were not spider-themed, or anything like that, just plain black boxer shorts. She slipped her finger inside of the opening flap and rubbed his crotch.
"I like it nice and hard," Circe said. "Would you like to fuck me? Would you like to fuck me nice and rough? Is this big, strong, throbbing cock all for me?"
Peter grabbed Circe and responded by forcefully kissing her and guiding her down to the bed. The goddess spread her thighs in excitement. Peter slightly rubbed against her, his cock coming out of his pants. It touched her slit which almost sucked him in thanks to her divine power.
The goddess squirmed underneath her soon to be lover. This big cock was going to shove into her body. She wondered if any of the other goddesses conspired to get a piece of it. Aphrodite would love to get it in all of her holes. Hera deserved a good hard fucking after all of the shit Big Z put her through over the years. And Circe clenched at the thought of all of the goddesses lining up to suck Spider-Man's cock, followed by all of the Amazons.
"You want it, don't you?" Peter asked.
"Don't make me beg for it," Circe said, her voice swimming with lust. "Please, for Hera's sake, don't make me beg for it."
"Oh, Hera, isn't the one squirming beneath me," Peter said. "This is for your sake, isn't it, Circe?"
He clenched her round breasts and caused the woman on the bed to thrash. Her moist center slowly worked up, in an attempt to engulf Peter deep inside of her. Her walls came very close to sliding up to meet him, but just missed the target by about that much.
"Please, please!" Circe yelled. "Pin me down on the bed and make me your bitch."
"I think from the moment you got into my debt, you did a good job at doing that yourself."
Peter grabbed her thighs hard and worked his cock inside her tightening vice. Circe rose up off of the bed, lifting her hips to guide a few more inches. The woman's greed was obvious, she wanted about as much of this cock inside her as humanly possible.
"YES!" Circe screamed, digging her nails into Spider-Man's lower back when he shoved his throbbing cock inside of her body.
The web slinger pulled out of her almost all the way. The look of burning lust in Circe's eye caused Peter to smile down at her. He was going to taunt her and enjoy pretty much every single moment of what he was doing. He dove in for the kill, filling her pussy up with so much of his cock, she could barely stand all of it sliding between her legs. The goddess tightened her grip around Peter and then released him. Her hot pumping continued, each shove escalating when he buried himself in between her thighs.
"Yes, yes, more!" Circe begged him.
Peter explored the curves of her heavenly legs. The more he caressed those legs, the deeper and more passionate Circe's moans became. He really was driving the woman beneath him absolutely insane with lust. The web slinger's hands clung to her legs and released them.
Pleasure danced through the body of Circe. She never received an orgasm which had been inflicted by anyone but herself. So to feel it course through her, and center around her loins to squeeze Peter's mighty rod was very intense. She shoved her hips up and moaned.
The feeling of making a goddess cum only made Peter slide his hard cock deeper inside of her body. Her lubricated center drew him between her thighs and released him. The web slinger's heavy pumping made her body shake underneath him.
"Yes, deeper, more!" Circe begged him.
The web slinger drove his hard rod deeper inside of her body, stretching out her center all the way. Peter almost pulled himself out of her and sunk back down into her smoldering core.
"I can do this all day," Peter said.
Circe hugged his hips into her, squeezing him. She looked up at him, thinly disguised lust dancing through her eyes.
"Please, do," Circe begged him. "I have to have your cock buried inside me all day. There's nothing more in my life than I want more than a nice, big, throbbing cock shoved inside of my nice, tight, needy pussy!"
She pumped his cock with every single word. Peter leaned down and lavished her breasts. They demanded attention, and Peter could not help but giving them the attention they craved, they deserved. He enjoyed the tightness of Circe wrapping around him and squeezing him tight.
"Yes," Circe begged him. "Give me more! MORE!"
She demanded good results and Peter decided to give it to him. He stimulated every inch of her body possible to reach with his hands and mouth. Those little tricks of the trade worked wonders and resulted in Circe thrashing about underneath Peter. Her loins clenched around him and released his hard rod. He filled up her body, burying himself deep inside of her.
Circe held onto her lover, feeling the pleasure of getting her pussy pumped with his huge cock. She could not believe the feeling she received. It was more than a great feeling. It was completely magnificent beyond all belief. Her womanhood tightened around Peter, gripping him very hard. He shoved more of his length inside of her, and speared her core until it stretched out all around his aching hard cock.
"So, close," Circe begged him. "Suck my tits, make me yours!"
Circe got close and her latest orgasm brought Peter closer to the edge as well. He ran his hands on the underside of her legs and felt up her divine body. He grabbed ahold of her ass and squeezed down on it before using it to push himself in and out of it.
Now, Circe's body clenched around him. Her legs wrapped their way around Peter's waste.
"Don't hold back now!" Circe yelled. "I'm a goddess, I can take your hardest, roughest…..LIKE THAT!"
The hyper hard fucking stretched Circe out to the max. Peter's fingernails dug into her legs as he gave into the animal instincts within. Circe pulled him deep inside of her. Those throbbing balls touched her womanhood. Peter rose up and slid down into her, going even deeper than before.
"Spider-Man!" Circe screamed.
She knew the goddesses and perhaps the Amazons could hear her screaming. She hoped they got the message, how much she enjoyed having this stiff cock drilled into her body.
Spider-Man's love muscle got an intense workout the very second Circe sucked him into her. He had no idea how many orgasms he gave the goddess. The only thing he was somewhat conscious of was how wet, hot, and willing she was to receive more cock inside of her body. His balls bounced on her upper lips when his cock shoved inside of her. He stretched her core completely out with more thrusts.
"Closer, are we?" Peter asked. "I am too."
Circe anticipated what would happen next. Those balls full of so much cum for her. She could not wait until Spider-Man spilled his cum inside of her womb, and drained every single last drop of cum inside of her body. She held onto him tightly.
"Go for it!" Circe begged him. "Batter my pussy! Fill it up with your cum! Drain those balls! DRAIN THEM!"
Peter did as she asked, pushing into her with a rapid-fire fury. His balls constricted and shot his seed into her. She grabbed ahold of him, with both her pussy and legs, squeezing him and draining every single drop of cum inside of her body.
All that warm juice for her made Circe's body size up and release him. Her walls pumped Peter until his balls completely emptied inside of Circe. The web slinger had every single last drop of seed drained from his testicles after Circe was done with him.
He collapsed her on chest, sliding out of her. Circe pulled out of him and rolled him over. She straddled him, without missing a beat. Some of his cum still drained from her pussy.
"So, I know you have more left in the tank," Circe said. "And I'm not done thanking you."
"Oh, you're quite welcome," Peter groaned.
He had been brought back to life for round two with the goddess.
End.