Comforts of Home(Hestia(Bella Thorne) from Greek Mythology).
Harry returned home after a very long day. After the day he had, needless to say he was very glad to have returned home. And the first sight greeting him on the other side of the door only increased Harry's desire to be home. He saw her from across the hallway and smiled.
One of his divine wives, Hestia, walked around the kitchen, and wore nothing other than an apron and high heel shoes which she balanced on. Her flaming red hair clipped back into a ponytail. Her beautiful face could been seen, with her brown eyes, delicate cheek bones, and ruby red lips. The apron tied behind her neck and when she bent down, her cleavage could be seen. One of her nipples stuck out from behind the apron.
The apron came down to just a few inches away from her womanhood. It was obvious from how the apron flipped when moving she didn't wear anything underneath the apron. Her legs looked like sculpted brilliance when moving around.
The Goddess of the Hearth and Home turned around and smiled when seeing Harry.
"Hello, honey," Hestia said. "Why don't you take a seat, and I'll be ready for you in a minute?"
Harry did just that. He watched his wife move around and put the finishing touches on dinner. She moved towards him.
"It will be ready in a few more minutes," Hestia said. She moved closer towards him and threw off her heels. She climbed onto the couch next to him and propped her feet up onto his laps. "So, how was your day?"
"Very busy," Harry said.
"A long day of being a hero," Hestia said. "So, did you deflower any maidens today?"
"A couple," Harry said.
"Good," Hestia said. She ran her fingers down the back of Harry's neck and started to massage him. "You've had a long day, haven't you? With a lot of tension….oooh dinner is ready."
Harry made a move to help her. Hestia held up one hand and put the other on her hips. She frowned when looking at Harry.
"No, I'll do it," Hestia said. "You've had a long day, and it's my job to make sure the house is in order for you and our other wives."
Hestia sauntered over towards the stove. She did not bother to pull down the back of her apron which rode up. Harry took a long look at her round ass which flashed. It was so beautiful, so well formed. Harry imagined walking over and bending her over the counter.
Nothing stopping him right away, but the distraction of food delayed Harry from slamming his goddess wife against the counter to fuck her cross eyed. She sauntered over, a plate of food on. Hestia balanced the plate, and picked up a piece of steak before dipping it in the sauce.
"Here you go, love, enjoy," Hestia said.
She fed her husband the pieces of meat one by one. Her hand trailed down, and started to give a few slight brushes to another piece of meat located underneath Harry's trousers.
Despite the good tasting food, which Hestia fed herself a few pieces along with Harry, he was fully aware of his wife easing down his pants and starting to toy with his hardening member. Hestia bent over.
"You got something on your chin," Hestia said. She wiped the sauce from Harry's mouth. She licked her fingers clean, locking eyes with Harry.
"Hestia," Harry said.
"Nothing wrong with my dinner, is there?" Hestia asked.
"No, of course not," Harry said. "It's the best, like it always is."
Hestia smiled and she slowly took her free hand to unbutton Harry's shirt.
"You look like you need a good massage," Hestia said. "After a long day of slaying monsters, saving cities, and deflowering women, it's time for you to relax. And it's my duty to make sure you get that tension released."
Her warm hands rubbed circles around his shoulder. The heat generating from her body into his made Harry feel really good. Hestia kept rubbing her hands up and down, moving closer down the small of his back.
"Why don't we do the front?" Hestia asked.
"That would be fair."
Hestia ran her hands further down Harry's chest. She rubbed more circles down his chest, reaching closer. Hestia could feel what she sought, but must not go there yet. She did remove his pants to get full access to his legs.
Harry groaned. Hestia's hands played with all of those wonderful spots. The goddess knew how to hit all of the pleasure points. His boxers became really tightened and he wondered if the fabric was going to rip through.
"Oh, that looks uncomfortable," Hestia said. "Why don't you let your wife take control?"
She took Harry's boxers and tugged them off. He lifted his legs and smacked her in the face with his lengthened prick. Hestia pulled his boxers all the way up.
"All of the tension in your body has moved from here," Hestia said. She wrapped a hand around Harry and started to rub him. "We need to get this out. This much tension is not healthy, especially from someone this powerful."
The heat from her hand made the handjob extremely pleasurable. Every four or five pumps, Hestia leaned down and swirled her tongue all around the head. She licked him while stroking him. The combined sensations thrilled Harry and he lifted his hips to get her further pleasure.
Harry breathed in and then out before following it. Hestia continued to jerk him off. The lust boiled through his body the more the goddess worked him over. The warmth coming from her body, along with the scents of warm honey coming her body made Harry lift him off.
Hestia continued to work Harry's tension out. It had been a couple of days since had the time to properly play with her husband. The goddess gripped him tight and pumped him.
"Damn!" Harry groaned.
"I hope you're feeling better," Hestia said. "I hope I'm doing my job. I hope you like your hot wife giving you a handjob."
Hestia stuck her tongue out no sooner than Harry launched into her face. She caught some of the sticky seed onto her tongue. Harry fired out of her. Hestia didn't relax the grip, she just kept jerking Harry and making sure he unloaded completely out her.
Harry groaned when Hestia sped up to get all of the cum out of her. One of her warm hands cupped him while the other jerked them. It caused his warm sticky seed to fire all over her tongue, lips, and cheeks. She looked so beautiful wearing his seed as facepaint.
"Now you've got me all tense," Hestia said. "And horny…..and…"
The apron burned from Hestia's body. The ashes fell to the floor and revealed her inhibited body. Her creamy, toned frame stood out in front of Harry. Her nipples stuck out, erected, and begging to suck, and Harry pushed his eyes down to her navel which glowed with a warm heat and dripped in delicious sweat. Her bare, dripping sex dripped for him.
Harry rose to his feet and grabbed Hestia. Her pussy was pretty hot and he jammed his finger inside there. He leaned in and kissed Hestia on the side of her neck. The warm sweat coating her skin tasted really good, like honey. Her walls contracted around him when Harry kissed her. He pumped into her, the heat pumping through her body.
"OOOOH!" Hestia screamed at the top of her lungs.
He slowly backed her off against the counter. Hestia knew what was coming next, actually she was one to think of it. Her hips jerked up when Harry made quick work. He slowed down at the peak and drew out the last few minutes of the orgasm. He brought her to a second and to third, taking her down to the counter.
Harry pulled away from Hestia. He took one look at her body, coated with sweat. Her nipples stuck out, pointy and proud. Harry pulled his fingers from her and took in the scent. Her drippings tasted of Ambrosia. He licked his digits clean one at a a time.
Hestia breathed heavily, when Harry leaned down and started to kiss her. Every time his kiss caught her, her body flared with a powerful wave of energy. He kissed all the way down and got closer towards her center. Her level of pleasure surprised even her.
Harry smiled and knew what Hestia wanted. He would give it to her given the right time. He teased her inner thighs with his fingers while kissing her warm belly button. He licked the delicious sweat off of her body. Hestia lifted her hips off of the counter, and spread her legs, hoping Harry would take the plunge.
He licked down from her belly button all the way down on her dripping slit. The warm fluids pumping from between her legs only prompted Harry to drive his tongue further into her. He kissed and sucked her dripping slit.
"OOOOH!" Hestia moaned at the top of her lungs.
Harry only continued to go down on her with a couple more licks. He had her right where he wanted her. The pleasure continued to increase the further Harry went down on her.
Hestia breathed in and out. She reached up to cup a breast and give it a squeeze. The goddess saved herself for years for the right man and there was no question about it how Harry was the right man.
"I can't take it anymore!" Hestia cried. "I'm burning up in side. If I don't have your cock soon, I'm going to go crazy!"
Harry smiled and held himself closer towards her. His cock head touched her lips and came closer to parting her. Hestia spread herself a fraction of an inch.
"We wouldn't want that, would we?" Harry asked her.
"No, we don't want that!" Hestia begged him. She parted another half of an inch to take him inside her. "Please, I'm begging you, take me! I can't….I can't stand waiting anymore!"
Harry pushed his throbbing head into Hestia. She spread further towards him and moaned. Harry's hands working their magic on every part of her body made her even hotter. His finger brushing against the crack of her knee resulted in her hips shoving up to take more of him.
"I can tell," Harry said. "You're hot enough to burn Olympus."
Hestia would take this as a compliment. Harry eased deeper into her. She pushed her legs up to take Harry into her. She locked her heels on his backside and pushed him into her.
Harry pushed himself in the obscenely tight and hot goddess. He held her hips and started to slowly rock into her body. Hestia pushed her fingers into the back of Harry's neck and breathed hotly into his ear. Harry returned fire, in every sense of the word by rising up and out of her. He plunged into her depths with a couple of long thrusts.
"Right there!"
Harry complied with her. He made sure to drive deep down into her far enough to make her cry out in lust. Hestia reached up to grab Harry and encourage him to keep going into her.
He slowed down just enough to cause Hestia to dig her burning fingers into the back of his neck. Harry wanted to make her work for this first orgasm, the first of many. He took his hand and slowly formed patterns down her. He spent time encircling her hardened nipple with his finger, and then with his mouth.
Hestia pushed more of her breast into Harry's mouth. She made sure to lock a hand on the back of Harry's head. She calmed herself down not enough to burn his hair off. It would be a bit of a mood killer, if he could grow it back in seconds.
The thrusts grew faster. Hestia put her lips towards Harry's ear and playfully tongued the inside of his ear.
"Harry, please, make me feel so good!" Hestia yelled.
Harry intended to make her feel good. The scorching slit brought hot, sticky liquids out of her. She was dripping and nearing her first big orgasm. And Harry had no mistake about it, it was going to be a big one. He made sure to slowly push in, pull out, and push back in. His balls pushed against Hestia's cunt every time.
Hestia bent her back to take more of him. Harry's free hand reached underneath her body, between the gap of the counter and her. He played with the small of her back and made her shiver. Harry reached down and took a handful of her ass to squeeze it.
Those sensations resulted in Hestia having a bit of a break. Harry took her to the edge, and a little bit beyond. Her hips cranked up and took his cock into her body.
"YES!" Hestia screamed. She took her fingers into the side of Harry's shoulder.
Harry could see her first orgasm being a success.
"Just think, you must have waited centuries for someone like me," Harry said. "And now you know why, don't you?"
"No man…would give me this pleasure," Hestia said.
A goddess's virginity was a gift. Many, both divine and mortal, tried to court her. Hestia waited around for the right offer and she got it from Harry. Her stallion kept riding her and pumping himself into her body.
"I want to ride you, my stallion," Hestia said. Her lip quivered. "Please, do you think I can ride you?"
Harry finished bringing her to another orgasm, and slid out of her. He held onto Hestia's waist and teleported both of them.
The two of them dropped down into the bedroom. They were on a lush bed, surrounded by a room of amazing Greek Architecture. Hestia sat at the foot of the bed, and Harry sat against the lush pillows on the back door. Hands propped behind his head, he drew one finger towards his cock.
Hestia drooled at the sight of it. It dripped wet with her juices. The fiery goddess climbed onto him and prepared to mount her stud. She prepared to perform another one of her duties as a wife.
Harry laid back and enjoyed the show. Hestia's hair came unclipped and her fiery hair wrapped around her face. The burning gaze combined with her burning hair and smoldering hot body made Harry harden. Hestia brought herself down on Harry.
Hestia drove down onto Harry. He filled her so much. Harry found her body and started to play with every inch. Every time his fingers explored her, Hestia only bounced high. Her hair smacked in her face when she rode him.
"So, amazing," Harry said.
Hestia did not have time to thank him for the compliment. He squeezed her breasts and this encouraged her to ride him faster, harder. Another orgasm spread through Hestia. Harry only squeezed her breasts harder and encouraged her to drive down onto him.
Harry worked her warm, soft, pillows. He bent in and suckled on her nipples. The warm honey dripping from them energized Harry. He had one free hand and rested it on her ass.
"Baby, that's so good," Hestia said. "God, this is so good!"
Pleasure points rippled through her body. Harry pushed deeper into her with a longer thrust to respond. They combined together with more fluid motions.
"I know you feel really good, but it's going to get even better when I'm done with you," Harry said. He squeezed her rear one more time. "Are you ready?"
Hestia obeyed his actions. She gave him another flood of juices. His cock must have been soaked with her warm juices. Hestia worked up and down on him, riding him to the edge.
Harry slapped her ass. The sound of his hand hitting her hot ass only prompted Hestia to ride.
"Again," Harry said. He slapped her ass and twisted her nipple in response.
Hestia panted. Her body quivered and released the tension on Harry. Her wet juices came down onto him, coating him when driving all the way down on him.
"And again," Harry whispered to her.
Again, Hestia came. Harry continued to reward her by touching her in all of the spots. She wondered when Harry would give her his gift. She braced herself for being brought over the edge. Harry picked up the thrusts, going deeper into her body. Hestia closed her eyes.
"One more time."
Hestia tensed herself up. She could hardly wait for what was going to happen. The pleasure went through her body. Hestia bounced up and down onto him to ride him to another one of her rapid fire conclusions.
Harry was now ready to finish off this round. He lead her all the way up to the edge a couple of times. Harry took a second to take in her beautiful body coming on the way onto him.
"My turn."
Hestia speared down onto him and took the full length into her. It contracted and released. Hestia arched back and moaned when his life bringing fluids sent into her body. She made sure he remained buried in her body, and didn't slide out into he finished launching his seed into her.
Harry caressed her body at the pumping of his manhood into her. She milked him, every last drop firing into her body. The two swapped juices with each other when their warm bodies pressed together in a dance of love.
"So, much….oooh, it's all inside me," Hestia said.
"All for you," Harry said.
He drained the remainder of the cum, finishing many moments later. Hestia pumped him all the way down until he deflated to what passed as flaccid.
Hestia pulled away from him and laid down onto him. She rested on his shoulder. Harry wrapped an arm around her and stroked her red hair with a smiled.
"You always know how to treat me after a long day," Harry said.
"Well, you do your job," Hestia said. "Therefore, I should do mine."
Hestia rubbed up against him and could feel something hard poking against her thigh. She smiled.
'A wife's work is never done.'
End.