Asgardian Celebration (Sif)

Jira had to hand it to the Asgardians. They really knew how to party. With enough food, ale, and music to last a week, there seemed to be no end to the festivities.

Jira became the guest of honor, as he had helped Thor, the Warriors Three, and Lady Sif defeat an incoming army of Frost Giants. He owed Thor a favor, so he came to help. And as the guest of honor, Jira would be expected to be seen for most of the party.

Though that didn't mean that he couldn't disappear for a little while. Which was good, considering the fact that Sif was currently dragging him away from the party.

She dragged him into one of the old chambers of the palace. It mostly served as a room for people to go to when they wanted privacy. And Sif locked the door so she and Jira could commence with their private festivities.

The two warriors kissed each other and stroked each other through their uniforms. They would have to get rid of those soon.

"I'll admit. I never expected a mortal to display as much power and bravery as you did today," Sif said as she held the hero closer. "Even for someone as unique as you, that is an accomplishment."

"I aim to please," Jira said before taking another taste of her lips.

"I expect tonight to be the same." Sif began tearing her armor off. Each discarded piece showed more and more of her lovely pale skin. Soon, her divine nude body was open to Jira.

The lizard prince took off his own clothes and met the Asgardian warrior on the bed. The two entangled one another, kissing and touching as much of each other as possible.

Jira could not get enough of Sif's body. Those warm curves kept pushing into the palm of his hand the deeper and more fluid Jira got with touching her.

"Jira," Sif moaned hungrily.

He sucked the side of her neck and it resulted in Sif throwing her head back in response. Those able hands went between Sif's thighs and started to rub her. Her warm pussy pushed up to meet Jira's very able strokes. The continued pleasuring of her thighs increased with each intense motion. Jira buried his finger inside and almost pulled it completely out before shoving it inside of Sif one more time.

"Jira!" Sif let out in a pure. "Oh, Jira!"

The young man kept fingering her. Hearing his real name coming out of the mouth of a goddess in a favorable way made Jira's cock harden. He knew there was only one place where it could be where it would feel good. The best was yet to come.

"Rollover," Jira said.

Sif rolled over and Jira smiled before climbing on top of her. Her round ass poked into the air. Peter stroked Sif's body. Each roll of his hands over her body resulted in a new gasp coming from the goddess.

"By Odin's Beard that feels good!" Sif mewled. She chewed on her lip in an attempt to contain herself.

No sooner did Sif let out this declaration, Jira found Sif's succulent breasts one more time. He leaned in to touch them and worship them like the divine pillar they should be. Sif's round breasts pressed into the hands of her lover. The more the monster prince touched them, the deeper and more sensual her moans turned.

"I'm glad it feels good," Jira told her. "And we're just getting started."

Sif anticipated what he was doing. Her body had turned around her breasts now pointing upwards. His cock knocked on the edge of her warm gates. He edged closer towards her. The warmth almost sucked him in. Sif really wanted the throbbing hard manhood deep inside of her pussy. She wanted him so bad.

Jira humped Sif's wet pussy, but did not quite slip inside of her. The feeling of his long cock dancing into her divine gates brought further intensity. Jira imagined her to be very wet and very tight, grabbing his hard cock.

Several kisses and nibbles pleasured the back of Sif's neck and her ear lobe as well. The goddess whimpered underneath the touches of her lover. Jira caressed her glorious globes and gave them a nice squeeze. The two breasts pushed into his hand even harder the more Jira played with them.

"I hope you're ready for this."

"Yes, I'm ready, "Sif said to him.

Jira positioned his cock at Sif's entrance. He then began to push in slowly.

"Do not treat me as if I'm made of glass!" Sif yelled in frustration. "I am a goddess. A warrior goddess, no less. Do not hold back."

Jira smiled at the order. And then he rammed his shaft inside her.

The goddess took the engorged prick of the monster prince inside of her. Those warm and wet walls shoved deep inside of Jira's throbbing hard cock. Jira almost slipped out of Sif's warm pussy and then back inside of her. His balls jerked and gave a nice twitch.

Closer, Sif got ever so closer to an amazing climax. Her wet walls grabbed Jira's throbbing hard prick and pulled him inside her. Her loins rubbed against Jira and got the friction. The twitching in his balls grew more intense.

Jira decided to throw himself into Sif with reckless abandon. She took him at full strength and moaned louder the harder Jira plunged his hard cock inside of her slick insides. His balls ached the further he pushed his aching rod inside of her body.

He touched her body with his hands. He grabbed Sif's round breasts and allowed them to bounce. The reptilian-shapeshifter rose back out of her and plunged inside. Jira's thick balls continued to slap inside of her. The next orgasm grabbed his aching cock and intensified the feeling he had.

"Just don't hold back," Sif said. "Give me everything you have. Give it all to me."

"Why would I do anything less?"

Jira buried his cock in Sif's warm pussy with a couple of hard thrusts. His balls were about ready to give out from the pleasure. Sif milked his thick rod with practiced strength. Each thrust came into the slick depths of the warrior goddess. Jira held onto her and pushed a little bit further inside of her.

The occasional monster slipped his rod into Sif when pushing her down onto the bed. Jira held onto Sif and pumped his thick load inside of her body. He slid into her and almost all the way out of her. His mighty cock started to discharge a fair amount of cum inside of her accepting womb.

Jira spilled his load inside Sif. She tugged on him when pushing in and out of her. Ten inches of hard cock pushed deep inside of Sif's warm body. The monster prince touched inside of her walls and started to spill seed into the warm and gripping depths.

Release, and it never felt so good. Jira slid back and Sif turned around. Sif took the combined juices and allowed them to drip on her fingers. Sif took the cum up to her mouth and ate it with those blue eyes locked onto Peter.

"You're my first mortal," Sif said in a lazy tone. "And I have to say, you are setting a very high standard even for Asgardians."

Jira smiled at the praise. "As I said, I aim to please."

"Indeed."

Sif rolled her body on the bed. Her plump, round, luscious ass was now in Jira's view. She lifted herself on her hands and knees.

"The humans often call you a monster," Sif said as she turned her head back. Her eyes were filled with lust. "Let us see if you can fuck like one."

Jira needed no further motivation. He mounted Sif as his cock rubbed against her tight pink asshole. He built up with intensity. A feeling like nothing ever before rose from his balls and came inches away from slipping inside Sif's taboo passage. Jira grabbed her and pulled her up.

The empowered cock slid into Sif's tight hole. She split her asshole on his cock and it felt so good to have him. Ten fingers danced down the front of her body, one keeping a tight hold on her ass The other fingers caressed Sif's breasts, moved down to her stomach, and then slowly stroked her clit. Each move made with the intent of maximizing her pleasure.

Sif threw her head back with a feverish moan spreading through her body. Those talented hands made her feel so alive as a large and talented cock buried deeper inside of Sif's warm backside. The warrior woman was being plowed harder and harder with each thrust. A level of elation and pleasure the likes of which Sif had not known before.

"A monster indeed."

Jira groaned at the feeling of Sif's warm asshole grabbing onto him. Her cheeks clenched together and took as much of Jira inside as humanly possible. His balls throbbed at the thought of being buried deeper inside of her. Her warm asshole kept pumping up and down.

And the fact that he was doing this with a goddess made it all the more exciting. But still, all good things come to an end.

A rush spread over Jira's balls. No matter how much he wanted to bury his rod inside of a goddess for days on end, he had his limits. Jira could feel the tension in himself rising. Sif's cheeks gobbled up his prick with each rising thrust into her perfectly shaped bum.

Jira buried his face in Sif's warm neck and kept driving the point home. Sif clenched him. The roaring rush of cum readied to fire inside of Sif's warm asshole. Jira grabbed onto her and sank his hard cock inside of her warm pussy with repeated and constant thrusts.

"Don't hold back Jira! Don't stop!"

Jira did not hold back. He did not stop. He came.

Sif came as well, all over Jira's exploring fingers as they jammed into her pussy. His cock drove into her ass and her body shook. The Asgardian took Jira's cock inside of her.

The final few thrusts were hard and fast, with Jira spending time taking all of Sif's hot body into memory. If this was his last action before he died, Jira would have died very happily buried balls deep in the perfect ass of a goddess.

Sif's ass felt somewhat numb from the pounding it had taken. Something only Thor had achieved. And certainly not on his first time with her. Perhaps she had been underestimating humans.

Warm fluids splashed inside Sif's asshole. The goddess drained his balls with her clenching asshole. Jira felt the fleshy posterior of the sensual Asgardian. The one had had just beaten into. Her breasts kept swaying back and forth. Hair stuck to her face with Sif smiling when finishing him off.

Once they were done, the prince and the warrior woman lay down on the bed.

"I trust this was to your satisfaction?"

"Do you honestly expect me to say otherwise?," Jira said.

The two merely stayed in the bed, their bodies hugged close together.

"They might be expecting me back at some point."

"Perhaps," Sif agreed. "You are the guest of honor. You would be expected to be present for some of the coming festivities."

Jira's brow rose. "Such as?"

"The sword tossings, flame dances, and wrestling matches are a few that come to mind," Sif said, unaware of the fact that Jira's eyes were widening.

"Those sound... extreme."

"Actually, those are the tamest of the traditions," Sif said calmly. She then rested her head on Jira's chest. "Though they won't begin until tomorrow. We have the rest of the night to ourselves. And all the time you have before you return to Midgard."

Jira and Sif both felt tingles of excitement through their bodies. They both knew they would make good use of that time.

I always did wonder why Thor always chose to follow Jane Foster around. Maybe it's because she looks like Natalie Portman? Oh well, his loss.

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