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Chapter 16 by Torg Torg

What is your answer?

Absolutely

"Maya, I would love for you to stay with me," you answer with a smile. You hold your arms open to her, and she crawls over to you, melting into your embrace. You kiss ardently, your tongues whirling like dervishes in her mouth.

When you break the kiss, Venus is looking at the two of you with a look of love on her face and a tear in her eye. "Then, you have my blessing. I must return now to my palace on Mount Olympus. May you live a long and sexy life, mortal." With that, she stands and looks down at her lovely body, covered in sweat and cum. She shakes her whole body lasciviously and snaps her fingers. She now stands in a beautiful Greek-style one-bare-shoulder gown with her hair perfectly coiffed. She then waves goodbye and blows you both a kiss. She fades quickly into nothingness.


You and Maya have been married for many years. Shortly after the bargain with Venus, you started an Internet porn site that featured live sex shows with you and Maya. Your amazing cock and her beauty and enthusiasm brought many repeat customers to the site, and you make enough money to live comfortably. Then, you sold your house and moved to a big estate in the country with a river running through it. Soon, you started having wild sex parties. About once a year, a couple of surprise guests show up, a voluptuous beauty and a gruff older man, both with intense sex drives. The videos of those episodes are especially popular. Oh, and humans and nymphs are still cross-fertile. You and Maya have four beautiful children, two boys and two girls.

They all swim like fish. Jason, the oldest at twenty, conceived that fateful day, loves boats. Salma, the eighteen-year-old girl, wants to be a marine biologist, and she has fooled around with most of the boys in her class and some of the girls as well. Sixteen-year-old Dylan is on the swim team and dreams of the Olympics, and the youngest at fourteen, Marica, cannot stop fishing.

When friends come over to visit, if they notice the table in the corner with small statues of Venus and Faunus, along with regular offerings of food and liquor, they never mention it. They also never mention that your wife seems to be just as young looking and energetic as she was nearly twenty years ago. You they talk about because your sexual stamina shows no sign of flagging.

A couple years ago, a handsome young man with an easy laugh came to your country house. He hugged you and said, "I’m your son, Tacletus." The two of you spent all day together catching up. He still visits occasionally when he can get away from the affairs of the Gods.

You live happily and hornily ever after.

The End

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