Give the man a morning treat

Mind returning to last night, you become turned on slightly at the man having had his way with you, and as such you decide to treat him to a morning blowjob. You gently suck on the head of his penis, tongue swirling around it. A groan elicits from his mouth as he wakes up, you pausing as you notice. "By all means, don't stop on my account; I'm rather enjoying this after all." Thus, unfettered by any sort of opposition, you continue, sinking your mouth down his shaft, head slowly moving up and down his shaft. As he lets out soft grunts occasionally, you continue, growing slightly more confident as you use your tongue to press against his shaft while your head bobs up and down, tongue catching the frenulum every time you near the top of your bob. As you continue, he appears to grow impatient, his hand going to the back of your head as he gently pushes you along during the down bob. This gradually accelerates, his pushing growing ever slightly more forceful each time, and you going slightly further, until eventually your nose buries against his crotch at the bottom of the bob, speed the only thing left able to be picked up as his shaft buries itself partway into your throat at the bottom couple inches of each bob (author's note: while a lack of gag reflex certainly makes things like this fun, do be aware that there are challenges that come with it, such as regularly **** on your own saliva). Eventually, he cums right as you bottom out, you having little choice but to swallow his impressively large load. Thankfully, his orgasm lasts nowhere near as long as yours do, so you have little problem coming up for air afterwards.

As your head comes off, you stare in amazement as you realize - he's still hard. Man must have a godly refractory period or something. "Ready for round 2?" he asks, a wide grin on his face as he pulls you on top of him, inserting his member into your cunt, already having started getting wet again due to your mind having flashed to last night's activities earlier. His hands on your hips, he begins to gently lift you up and down, your leg muscles aiding his arms as you realize what's happening. Your hands rest on his chest, making it easier for the two of you to get the leverage needed. Your mind keeps going back to last night, the memories of being pressed against the wall as his tongue fought yours, penis pumping in and out of your pussy: much as his member is doing now. The thought of the parallel in activities simply causes your wetness to increase, heat starting to build once more. Your bounces accelerate, breasts following gravity slightly after your body does, causing them to bounce slightly after yours, causing you to feel the motion attached to your chest. In response to this, you keep your stronger hand resting on his chest as the other comes to its opposite's breast, playing with nipple and mound. You start moaning into the morning air, as you realize - you're about to cum soon with a man who you barely know, the night after he plowed you, planting his seed deep within you. The thoughts of all this simply drives you closer to the edge, anyone who would come this far out from the city surely hearing you from outside the secluded cave. And sure enough, after just another ten or so minutes of this, your muscles start clenching once more, cavern walls pulsing around his phallus. As you collapse on his chest once more, you pull off once you recover, noticing that his seminal emissions once more leak from your pussy.

"Anyhow, this has been fun, but I really must be going - I'm afraid my wife will just about kill me if I don't return soon." He snaps his fingers, and his clothes reappear on his body, now shedding his disguise of a relatively strong every-day man, electricity crackling in his hair as you realize just who this is - this is Zeus! You now recall all of the stories of Zeus taking various disguises to trick young maidens into laying with him, and realize that you are another victims of his sleeping around. Mild anger forms as you recall all the things he said to you, making you feel as if you were the only girl in the world that he cared about, now realizing that you were simply another woman to conquer.

After taking a moment to calm yourself down, you swim out the underwater tunnel, and reemerge on the other side, shaking yourself dry on the shore as you put your clothes back on and angrily walk back to the city.