Ayla's Supernatural Love Dungeon

            Ares lay in his bed. He had just barely closed his eyes when he heard a knock on the door. Normally he would have gotten irritated at the intruder at such a late hour. However, he recognized the knock. He quickly got out of bed and opened the door to his home.

            On the other side of the door stood a meek Aphrodite. Ares smiled. Before she could explain why she was there, Ares grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside. As the door closed, Ares pressed his lips against Aphrodite’s. He inhaled her scent, a combination of sex, sea foam, and flowers. Aphrodite kissed back feverishly. In one quick movement, Ares scooped up the woman. In response, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. Their kiss deepened and tongues mingled. He carried her to the bedroom where he tossed her onto the bed.

            A small squeak escaped her lips as she bounced on the mattress. For the first time ever the two noticed how the other was dressed. Aphrodite wore a sheer nightgown that barely covered her voluptuous ass. Ares’s eyes caressed her body and particularly paid attention to her lack of panties. The only article of clothing that covered Ares was sweatpants and the loose fabric did nothing to hide his bulge.

            “Does your husband know you’re here, Princess?”

Aphrodite averted Ares’s gaze. Ares cock twitched. He crawled over to her grabbed her jaw and forced her to look at him. “I asked you a question, Princess. I expect an answer.”

            Aphrodite bit her lip. Ares cock twitched again. It was obvious that Hephaestus didn’t know. She wouldn’t have come if he did. Ares leaned down and let his hot breath tease Aphrodite’s ear.

            “He…he doesn’t know,” Aphrodite answered.

Once he got his answer Ares allowed his lips to touch Aphrodite’s neck. She leaned into the kisses and sighed. The hand that held Aphrodite’s jaw moved down to grope one of her breasts. This action elicited a moan and an arched back. He toyed with the soft flesh and her erected nipple.

            “Please,” Aphrodite whimpered. She arched more into his touch and Ares smirked. He pulled away from her causing Aphrodite to whimper again.

            “Please, what Princess?”

Aphrodite stared at him with wanton eyes, begging him to touch her again. She kneeled on the bed pooling and pinning the hem of her nightgown in front of her. The smirk on Ares’s face grew. This was her take-me pose. He held his ground though.

            “Use your words, Princess. Unless you want to use your mouth for something else.” As if to emphasize his point, Ares’s dick twitched.

Aphrodite crawled over to Ares and moved the sweatpants to expose him. She licked the tip a few times before taking it into her mouth. The cool wetness of her mouth prompted a sharp inhale from Ares. Aphrodite bobbed her head taking more of Ares’s cock into her mouth. Ares tilted his head to the side. This action allowed two things. First, it allowed him to see more of her. Second, it was a sign that Aphrodite was doing a good job.

            “Look up at me Princess,” Ares asserted. Aphrodite did as she was told.  Ares’s eyes mirrored her own wanton feelings. “That’s my good girl.” Aphrodite smiled as much as she could with Ares’s cock in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down more.

            The more Aphrodite took Ares’s dick into her mouth and swirled her tongue the more Ares wanted to toss his head backward. Every movement she made was edging Ares to climax. However, Ares wasn’t going to give in. He grabbed Aphrodite by the shoulders and pushed her off of him. She looked at him with sad eyes until he slammed his lips against her. She moaned into the kiss. Ares broke the kiss.

            “Sorry, Princess but I’m not coming before you.” Ares rolled them over and pinned Aphrodite under him. Her blonde hair pooled around her. Ares trailed kisses down her body until he reached the hem of her nightgown. He wanted to spread her legs himself but thought better of it.

“Spread your legs for me, baby.” Aphrodite obeyed the command and revealed a wet spot on the mattress. Ares kissed Aphrodite’s abdomen and turned his head and nibbled on her inner thigh instead of going straight to her core. Aphrodite released a shaky breath. Ares then slowly moved his head to her center. He flicked his tongue against her exposed clit first before giving her folds a quick lick.

            “It’s kind of pathetic how wet you are.” He flicked his tongue against her clit again. “Am I the only one that produces this reaction from you,” Ares queried. Slowly he dragged his tongue from one end of her pussy to the other, emphasizing his point.

 Aphrodite threw her head back into the mattress. “Y-you’re the only one that causes m-my body to r-react this way,” she whined.

“I better be, Princess.” Ares finally gave in and penetrated her soaking pussy with his tongue. Aphrodite whimpered and squirmed as he stimulated her. One hand grasped the portion of the mattress near her head and the other grabbed Ares’s shoulder. Occasionally, Ares would get a glimpse of Aphrodite’s wedding band gleaming in the light. He growled, his tongue moved in and out of her faster and he would nibble at her clit occasionally.

Aphrodite moaned. “A-Ares I-I I’m going to cum.” Ares continued his onslaught on her until she covered his mouth with her fluids. Despite getting her to climax, Ares was not satisfied and he wasn’t ready to ejaculate into her yet.

As he moved up Aphrodite’s body, he pulled the nightgown up with him. He bunched it up above her breasts. He took one breast into his mouth and sucked and nipped at the nipple. His hand played with the other. His fingers mimicked what his mouth was doing to the other. Aphrodite moaned and arched her back again. She hadn’t come down from the high of her orgasm yet. Her body spasmed and more of her juices leaked from her pussy onto the bed. The hand that was playing with her breast slid back down Aphrodite’s body to her dripping pussy. He slipped a finger inside and moved it in and out rapidly. Aphrodite wiggled under him and ground against his fingers.

“Your orgasms will be my prize,” Ares growled into her ear.

Aphrodite moaned. “A-Ares…I want you…”

He smirked at her cries. “I know Princess, I know.”

“Please,” she begged.

“Please what, Princess?”

“Please…I want your cock deep inside me…”

Ares removed his finger and adjusted himself so the tip of his cock sat at the opening of Aphrodite’s pussy. “This what you want, Princess.”

Aphrodite nodded her head impatiently. Ares slipped the tip inside. Aphrodite impatiently bucked her hips against him and forced all his length inside of her.

Ares let out a sharp groan, “Fuck baby.” Aphrodite gleeful at his response bucked her hips against him again. Not letting her take over, Ares grabbed her hips and slammed them into the bed. “You may be the Goddess of lust, love, and beauty, but here with me…You’re my simpering submissive.”

Aphrodite nodded that she understood. Ares pulled out until it was just the tip of his cock and then slammed it into her. He thrust into her rhythmically and with each lunge Aphrodite spasmed with wave after wave of orgasm. He watched her intently focusing on her expression of pleasure. Does your husband know how much I love seeing you this way? Does he know that the expression on your face drives me crazy? He thought with every plunge he did inside her. He leaned down and kissed her deeply. Their tongues mingled in the middle of the kiss. Does your husband even know how much I worship seeing you like this? Writhing under me and taking all my love inside of you.

 With a final thrust Ares finally climaxed inside Aphrodite. He groaned in her ear. “I fucking love you, Princess.”

Ares collapsed next to Aphrodite and focused on regulating his breathing. Aphrodite panted and matched Ares’s breaths. Aphrodite rolled onto her side and looked at Ares with longing.

“I love you, Ares.”

            Ares didn’t realize he had fallen asleep, but when he woke up the next morning Aphrodite was gone. He stared at the ceiling lost in his thoughts. He knew she couldn’t stay with him because she was married, but a part of him felt…small. Like he was nothing more than a footnote in her love story. He bit the inside of his cheek. Despite feeling this way, he knew that the next time Aphrodite appeared on his doorstep they’d do it all again. He was, after all, the only one who could satisfy Aphrodite’s sexual appetite and dominate her. This thought alone made him smile.