Storm gets wild

Hercules looked at the horse as it settled down next to the tower. Somehow it hovered in the air, the chariot floating behind it.

"Go ahead, he is happy with that."

Leaning into the chariot he pulled out two bundles and handed one to Storm.

"The dress Aphrodite picked for you."

He smiled anticipating her question.

"No I didn't expect you to ask to go to Olympus. The chariot is magical, it went back in time once you asked."

He stepped away once she took her dress, "now don't look unless you want to see me as I was born."

He didn't even look if she was watching while he slipped off his trousers and pulled on his tunic and large leather belt.
 
Trying to be as polite as possible she turns away as he changes clothes but stops a moment to take a small peek

"I do love the dress she picked out for me"

Laughing softly under her breath as she tries hard not to look back at him

"Do you believe that she will love me being in it?"
 
When she looked back she notices that he does not believe in under garments. Luckily or unluckily for her his back is turned so she only notices his firm behind really.

If she continues to peek she will notice the his softening erection as he makes final adjustments.

"Well she is the goddess of love, so I am sure she will."

He turns to look at her, I big grin on his face, "but the only way would be for you to try it on." He folds his hands over his chest, "though I must warn you, you may find it very revealing and quite possibly the material will be sheer."

He leaned up against the railing, watching her to see her next move.
 
Taking the outfit in her hands and slowly removes her own clothing letting it fall to the floor and now stands before him completely nude save for her panties and bra the lights flickering making her dark brown skin shimmer as she slowly steps into the outfit given to her.

"I am not quite so worried on that I am from Mother Africa sir and many people there were lucky to have clothes"

Standing there now in the outfit which clings tightly to her sensually dark form as she takes his hand in hers

"Will you carry my other clothes for me sir"
 
He nodded, "of course I will Queen Storm."

He reached out with his hand to take the dress from her, "I can't quite decide which dress I prefer you in, but there is a problem."

He grinned, "the dress my aunt chose for you is a little more see through than you expected and your underwear is quite noticeable."

"Besides we don't usually wear under clothes in Olympus," he lifted his skirt to reveal the massive member that hung between his legs.
 
Looking at his member hanging there then back up at his face

"Oh dear I would not wish to offend the Olympians"

Reaching under the sheer fabric and slowly removing her panties revealing a fairly visible silky soft slit between her thighs and a patch of white hair in the shape of a lightning bolt above her clit and undoing her bra sliding it out from under as well

"This shall suffice then sir?"
 
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"I am not sure, I may have to inspect further."

He grinned as he watched her, his still visible member thickening and rising.
 
Smiling and blushing softly at him turning away slightly

"And how good sir would you inspect further?"

Glancing back at his hardening member and attempting to make it less obvious that she wants it
 
"Well I could ask you to remove the dress so I can see you are naked."

He released his member and stepped swiftly behind her.

"Or..."

His one hand slipped inside the low-cut dress and cupped a breast.

"I could just feel for myself."

His other hand slipped under her low hem and rubbed over her silky slit.
 
Letting out a soft moan as his massive hand cupped her breast feeling his member press against her from behind

"Oh my I had no idea"

Her hips softly rock back against him her butt cheeks pressing against his member

"Should we do this here or unnnnnnh is there perhaps a more private location?"
 
He continued to feel her breast, his thumb teasing her nipple. He rubbed his member against her behind, as he slipped a massive finger between her nether lips.

"Why wait...there is no one here."
 
Gasping out but for some reason not attempting to stop him as her butt rocked softly against his member

"Unnnhh are you s sure this is wise"

Shuddering softly at his touch her pussy already getting damp from the sensation as never before has she known the touch of another

"Ahhh mmmm you make me f feel so alive"
 
He released her and stepped back from her.

"It is a very good idea."

She could hear his belt unbuckle and fall to the floor.

"So look at how majestic Hercules is."

He stood proudly with his hands on his hips, his long thick member almost as big as her forearm, sticking out at her. The head red and swollen though glistening with his desire.
 
Slowly letting the gown drop to the floor as her eyes widen at the size of his Olympian member
as her now completely nude form stands before him as she looks him up and down

"My you are certainly majestic though it would seem you are not modest yet it is deservedly so"

Stepping closer and reaching out softly stroking his member with one hand the other caressing his massive chest
 
"And you are not shy."

He grinned, his manhood pulsing in her hand.

His one hand reached down and rubbed over her nether region. It was neither rough or tender, but did enough to let her know he wanted more. After a few passes one of his meaty fingers slipped inside her.

"So tell me has the lovely Storm ever serviced an Olympian before."

His finger slipped in an out in time to her own stroking of him.
 
Letting out a soft shudder of anticipation

"No I can not say that I have"

Feeling his finger pushing in and out of her repeatedly and moaning as she leaned upward kissing him softly her hand stroking his member with long and slow strokes

"Ohhh my that feels wonderful"
 
"It does," he agreed as her hand continued to stimulate him.
He savoured the feel of her attentions as his own finger continued to thrust in and out of her. Every now and then he would pause to rub his thumb over her clit. It was not a slow tender rubbing but rather hard and forceful.

"Olympians are known for there stamina...I have been known to last for hours," he grinned at her, "so I fear your hand may get tired."
 
Moaning deeper from the intimate pleasure she is receiving her soft warm pussy clenching tightly around his finger

"Ohh you really do know what you are unnnh doing"

Stroking his thick member slightly faster and touching it against her slit as she presses firmly against him her large breasts pressing against his massive chest as she deepens her kiss

"I must warn you though no man has ever fully satisfied me and as such you would be the first to know me"
 
"First to know you?"

He wondered if she meant she was a virgin. His fingers had certainly not experienced any resistance when they had entered her. Perhaps he had not realised his own strength, for he had not been exactly gentle with her, or maybe it was a result of her lifestyle, she was an X-man after all.

But if she was, this would be even more fun. His impressive erection twitched excitedly in her hand at the thought of being the first to claim this beautiful Queen.

"You still a maiden!" he blurted out excitedly, as his fingers increased their stimulation of her ever warming womanhood.
 
She nodded in acceptance of his statement and leaned her head back in pleasure letting out a soft moan from his touch her pussy getting wetter and warmer each time his fingers entered her

"Ohhhh my Hercules you are indeed a wonderful man mmmm"

Each time his fingers slid out of her he could feel the walls of her pussy clenching tightly in anticipation
 
The feel of her hand stoking is immortal cock was in itself divine. To know that her hand had most likely hardly touched the headed flesh of a hard erection was enough to savour in itself. But the brief rubbings of his swollen head against her moistened womanhood, coupled with the nipple hardened breasts rubbing against his chest, was almost too much to bare. He wanted nothing more than to lift her up and impale her on his massive member. He knew she would cry out, she would suffer briefly, for he was indeed godlike in his magnificence, and she, if he understood her was a maiden still.

But the message from Aphrodite had been clear, the garment she had sent was the material she chose for those she favoured. And while Hercules was indeed stronger than most in Olympus, he still did not have the godlike powers of the true Ancient 'Gods'. What many did not know, was that the old stories of virgin sacrifices were based in truth. When Persephone was tied to the rock it was not for the Kraken to feast. That was only what the mortals believed. For it was neccessary for them to believe that a true sacrifice had been made. But in truth she would have been carried away to Poiseidon's chambers. There her virginity would have been sacrificed upon the alter of his bed, and the seas would have been calm for a year, allowing good trade and fishing along the coast.

And so it was that he knew he had to take Storm to Olympus, as she had requested and Aphrodite had heard. Or more likely his step mother Hera had heard and was interfering with his life again.

He gave her eager slit a few more strokes before raising his fingers to his mouth to savour the taste of her bodies nectar.

"You wished to know if my intentions were true, well here is your proof." He gave her one last kiss before stepping away, "dress and we will ride the chariot to my home...the gods await your pleasure."
 
Admiring the care and tenderness his massive form was applying towards her she stroked his member a few more times

"Ohhh you make me feel so unnnhhhhh good"

She lightly grazed his loin and let out a soft moan of anticipated pleasure as his fingers grazed her moistened slit then slowly pulled her hand back

"Are you serious? You can not be saying what I think you are saying... I was under the impression mortals could never enter Olympus and though I myself am called Goddess by many I am not divinely so"
 
He nodded, "mortals can not enter Olympus without the bidding of the gods, but you have been invited personally by Aphrodite." He motioned to the dress.

"Though I rather much think it is my step mother Hera, who is behind this."

Once again he guided her to the chariot, "the choice is yours. But I must warn you, once inside Olympus your powers will be greatly reduced and theirs will be great."

"Or," he grinned, "we can remain here...It has been a while since I had a good blow job, and the Queen of Storms surely blows well."
 
She smiled at his concern for her and blushed lightly as he mentioned the blow job contemplating the thought a bit

"Well I can not fault you for your concern my love but I am as I have ever been I am a woman and I also would very much like to see your home"

She ran her tiny hands over his massive chest a moment

"I do not care of my abilities I have been with out them before so please my love take me to see your home I will not hold back any longer"

She always had such authority in her voice and her inability to use contractions always made her stand out in a crowd

She leaned in and kissed him tenderly then whispered

"But I will not be played as a fool either my love if any harm befalls me while I am there our time together will come to an abrupt end"
 
He gave her behind a reassuring pat and squeeze.

"Don't worry my lady, I will protect you and insure no harm befalls your person," he smiled, "well harm of an unpleasant nature."

He squatted down and looked directly into her silky womanhood, "beautiful," he remarked as he leaned forward and planted a kiss on her slit. His lips caressed her nether ones as his tongue sank deep between the folds. The kiss was short-lived and soon he rose with her gown in his hand.

"Then let us go, it is best not to keep your host waiting."

He dressed himself, though his erection still poked out, and motioned to the chariot.
 
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