When one gets summoned to the temple of the Goddesses on Themyscira, they drop everything they're doing and go there. Peter Parker walks to the temple. Being about ready to marry Princess Diana of Themyscira, he's one of the few exceptions of the no man allowed on the island room. It took him a while, but he won over the Amazons, mostly Diana's mother and younger sister, with Diana's blessing naturally.
Peter wonders why someone summons him. He finds himself face to face with a beautiful woman wearing a very thin purple toga, showing off her legs. Her dark hair clips back into a ponytail to allow Peter a look at her beautiful face, lips, and dazzling hazel eyes. It takes him a minute to realize and Peter cannot resist the exclamation which comes next.
"Great Hera!"
Hera, the Queen the Goddesses, Goddess of all women, and long suffering wife of Zeus, just smiles at him. Peter gives her a sheepish grin.
"Thank you. You're here because you're set to marry Diana in a week. And I feel….I feel that it would be wise for me to test to see how you're worthy for her. After all, Diana holds a special place in my heart...especially considering her parentage."
Peter wonders about that. Diana's not sure about her origins. It's either she had been sculpted by clay, or she and her sister were the bastard daughters of Zeus. Hippolyta is rather vague on that point.
"And I want to make sure she's happy. And I need to see what you have to offer...so get out of those clothes and show me."
She orders him to do such in such a bossy and commanding voice that it compels Peter to take off his clothes. He removes them, his shirt, his pants, his underwear, only to stand right next to Hera. She looks over him and steps over him.
Hera spends some time analyzing Peter's body. First, she runs her eyes over Peter, taking in every inch of his muscular body. There's not an ounce of fat on it and that causes Hera to lick her lips. She moves down to the object of many woman's desires.
She steps closer to him and now is feeling up his body.
"Very good, nice and firm. Perfect to withstand the affections of an Amazon Princess."
"I've withstood the affections of several Amazons at once."
Hera just smiles and reaches down to cup Peter's swelling manhood. She tugs it and makes sure it's nice and hard for her.
"And you are equipped for the bedroom as well. But, I need to test your staying power."
Before Peter's eyes, Hera, Queen of Goddesses, drops down to her knees.
"It's been a while since I've had a real man."
Hera pushes her lips around Peter and starts sucking on his mighty tool. She cups his balls, fondling them.
The hunger and eagerness in Hera's oral attentions makes Peter realize how backed up this goddess may be. He puts a hand on the back of her head to guide her down Peter's pole. Her hands rub his body. One squeezes Peter's ass and the other cups his balls, squeezing and milking them.
It's not the first set of divine lips wrapping around Peter's manhood by any means. However, Hera's showing that she has what it takes to make her man feel good. There's almost like she has something to prove. And whatever it is, she's doing good.
"You're such a good cocksucker."
Hera pulls her lips away from him and then plants more kisses down his length. She takes him into the back of her throat. The taste of this manhood stretching her throat out drives Hera completely wild. She cannot resist Peter's phallus shoving deeper and harder into her throat, stretching her out.
The hunger dances in her eyes with Hera cupping his balls and releasing them. She wants the seed and the fact he lasts this long in her mouth is a very promising feeling. She keeps sucking away and making her mouth just moist with desire. She wants Peter, in all of the worst ways possible. She lavishes his cock with attention, slurping it down into her mouth. The hunger only builds the deeper and deeper she goes down his rigid pole.
"Hera. Damn. You feel so good."
Hera knows she feels good and has what it takes. She slurps Peter's cock from her lips and twirls her tongue around the head, the base, and then takes more of his manhood into her warm mouth. Peter slides his manhood further and faster into her mouth. His balls repeatedly slap Hera in the face and send her moaning with increasing waves of pleasure.
She knows how to give her man pleasure. Knows how to go down on him and to suck him to the point where he's about ready to explode. Hera keeps going down on his pole and edging him closer.
He cannot last much longer. Peter looks down at this beautiful face. The sexual frustration Hera is feeling, Peter cannot resist giving her the pleasure and pounding her mouth all the way to the final moment. Hera squeezes his balls and this becomes the setup for Peter to shoot his load down Hera's throat.
Peter holds onto the back of Hera's head and pastes the back of her throat. He sends blast after blast of warm seed shooting down her throat. The sweet sensation of release hits Peter hard when Hera takes his manhood down her throat and makes him feel really good.
Hera's not holding back for a second. She swallows all of it. A smile passes her face when she rises up to her feet. Her arms wrap around Peter and her breasts slowly slip out of her outfit.
"Why don't we take somewhere else?"
"Afraid your husband is watching."
Hera cracks a smile.
"I hope he is."
The vindictive smile over Hera's face causes Peter's to raise an eyebrow. Hera and Peter drop down into a bedroom. She nudges Peter so he falls onto a nice big bed with many pillows and soft satin sheets.
Hera steps back, biting down on her lip with the most seductive smile possible. She pulls down the straps of her toga and reveals her body to Peter. His eyes glue onto her and make her feel more confident than her husband has over the past several centuries.
Peter's eyes follow Hera's reveal and see she has nothing to be shamed of. It's not the first time a goddess invites Peter into their bed chambers. Hera's breasts remain perky and firm as a teenage girl's not to mention more than a handful. She's smaller than Aphrodite or Athena, but still on the larger end of the scale of mortal women. Her flat stomach and shaven pussy reveals itself from her. There's not a single hair on her other than her hair. Her pussy drips wet and her long legs part ready for him.
"You're beautiful."
The young man's erection makes Hera's lips drip. She's about ready to take him, but Peter stops her.
"Why don't I return the favor from earlier?"
Hera smiles. He wins points from the frustrated goddess by offering to eat her out. She moves over and drops down onto the bed, spreading her legs.
"Help yourself, stud."
Peter does help himself to the juicy flesh between Hera's lovely legs. He cannot help and suck on her thighs and her clt. The fact this gets Hera moaning and thrashing on the bed makes him feel so alive. He wonders when the last time someone ate her out.
Hera feels the pleasure of a man eating her out and quite vigorously as well, sucking her juices. During the few times her and Zeus engaged in carnal pursuits, he always bypassed eating her out, saying that such an activity was beneath the King of Gods.
The handsome young man between her legs now brings Hera a pleasure. She will have to convince Diana to borrow him several times a week at the rate this is going. But given how Diana worships her and already shares Peter with several of her sisters and super friends, like Supergirl, Power Girl, and Black Canary, it's really not going to be too much of a problem.
She's glad she let Aphrodite talk her into this one. Then again, Hera realizes that Aphrodite knew because she was likely the first in line to get a piece of Peter. That slut.
And Peter's making her feel so alive. Those fingers dance against Hera's thighs and cause her to start gushing all over him. Peter sucks the juices down and makes her juices overflow onto his face. He keeps going down on her with such vigor, Hera thinks she's going to lose it.
"You're making me so wet right now. I need you inside me."
Peter's not quite done tasting the goddess and getting her juices just pumping in his face. His fingers dance down Hera's fine thighs, smooth as silk and more than ready to come under the fire of Peter's roaming hands.
He keeps eating her out until getting a mouth full of the sweet juices of this goddess. He leaves her panting and thrashing on the bed.
Despite the taste of her, his manhood is hard. Hera springs out off of the bed the minute he gets up and then throws herself out of her. Her eyes burn into Peter's when she assaults his mouth, face, and neck with kisses. A sexual minx awakens in the Queen of the Goddesses. She moves closer to him, feeling his manhood rubbing against her flat stomach.
"I can't wait anymore."
"Neither can I."
Hera guides Peter's meat into her womanhood, ready to finally get a hard pounding which is long overdue. The first few inches stretch out her underused pussy. Finally, finally, Hera feels a rush in her.
"Great Hera, you're so big!"
"Did you just...use your own name in vain?"
Hera does not answer, rather working her tight box around Peter's engorged manhood. Inch after inch passes inside of her. It feels so good. Especially when Peter does not remain idle, touching her body. His hands cling to her hips like he does to the walls. Pushing Hera's box down onto him.
The tightness and snug warmth of Hera really brings a rush through Peter's loins. He holds onto her back and guides himself into her. His manhood slides deeper and faster between her thighs. He really rocks her way into Hera's perfect body, balls slapping against her the deeper he shoves into her. Peter clings onto her back and grabs ahold of her nipples, squeezing them. Hera slides down onto him and a huge smack of female flesh comes down onto his manhood.
The Queen of the Goddesses rides Peter and the juices flowing shows how good it is. Her breasts jiggle in front of Peter's line of sight. He switches position from grabbing her hips to cupping her ample chest. Squeezing it and sending moans through it. Peter dives face down and goes to town on her.
"You're gifted. You're perfect! You have my blessing. How could you not with how blessed you...are?"
Peter biting down on her erect right nipple sends pleasure jolts through her. His fingers are all over her body and Hera's pussy pumps him. His thick balls repeatedly smack her thighs and send a tremor of pleasure down Hera's spine. She's turning and bending back to take as much of his cock into her as humanly possible. Stretching her makes this a very good and envigorating feeling to say the very least.
The web slinger cups her chest and releases them before sucking on them. He feels Hera cumming all over him and her silken walls grabbing his throbbing manhood is one of the best feelings ever. She rides him to the point where it feels like his balls ache.
Hera pulls away from him and stands up. She drops to her hands and knees and allows Peter a perfect few of her nice round ass.
"Fuck me from behind."
Peter gets a chance to stall his upcoming rush and gets a nice view of her dripping pussy and her tight asshole. He wonders if he's going to push his luck. Granted, if there's one thing he learns, is the Amazons love anal. And Aphrodite enjoys it as well, but Aphrodite, being the goddess of love, is going to be someone who is up for anything. Never one to kink shame that woman.
Maybe another time. He does not want to offend Hera right now.
The web slinger puts his hands on her waist and then guides himself into her pussy. It gobbles up his manhood. Peter relishes the feeling of Hera's greedy lips.
The brush of Peter's hand against her cheeks makes Hera think about the possibility. Not now, she's not ready now to take that step, but maybe in the future. Zeus went on a rant about how women who take it up the ass are disgusting, and Hera rolls her eyes. As if her husband, given his attitude, has any right to judge what women do in the bedroom. Given he's an in and out type of guy, only staying long enough to impregnate women, leaving Hera and the others to deal with the demi-god bastards who have daddy issues.
Regardless of this point, Peter hangs on and keeps pounding her. The reminder of Zeus and the fact that Peter pounds her in this one session more expertly than the King of Gods did over thousands and thousands of years of marriage.
And the worst part is, Zeus is not incapable, just merely lazy and only caring about his own quick release.
"Ohh! Pound my married pussy into jelly! I can feel how big those balls are. They're about ready to explode. Shoot so much of that thick, potent seed into me. You amazing man! You're fucking me so good."
A small part of Hera wants Peter to knock her up. It would be sweet justice. However, it's unfair to Diana, as the goddesses agree long ago that Diana will carry Peter's first child.
The fantasy though, despite their promise, makes Hera wet and almost wants her to go off script. She can feel Peter on her ass and squeezing it, tempting her.
Peter pushes deeper into Hera. He feels himself getting closer.
"Don't you dare pull out."
He does not even have to ask the question. Aphrodite tells him that the goddesses watch over him and the Amazons and their lovers to prevent accidents. Diana will carry his child when the time is right and any others will follow. Right now, Peter just enjoys the feeling of raw sex without consequences with the Queen of Goddesses. About ready to explode at the mere thought he can satisfy her more than Zeus can.
Peter finishes plowing Hera from behind. His balls start tingling and he's about ready to.
"Do it! Shoot your load inside of me! Seed my married womb! Help me finish this infidelity right!"
The web slinger pushes deeper and faster into Hera. He's getting more turned on than he should, morally speaking. Then again, taboo and all that.
Regardless, his balls start to twitch and then with one more shove, Peter fires inside of her body. His erupting manhood paints Hera's walls wet with his seed. He cannot resist her and he keeps hammering away at Hera.
Hera clutches onto the bed sheets and gets another hell of an orgasm by Peter pushing deep inside of her and burying loads and loads of cum inside of her body.
The next thing Hera knows, Peter pulls out of her and leaves Hera collapsing on the bed. They turn slightly and Peter wraps his arms around her.
"Next time we should invite your bride to bed."
"Oh, I'm sure Diana would love that."
Hera smiles. Yes, because Diana would cream herself if she got she got to worship her in a more conventional way. Devoted followers always were the best. Diana regularly worships her altar, but now Hera intends to take that to a brand new level.
End.