No time to waste

Once he had be where he wanted me, the God of Thunder didn't waste any time. I was laying on the bed with my ass on the edge of the mattress and my legs hanging down. He took me gently by the calves, raised my knees into the air and then parted my legs. Then he stepped between them and his big cock entered me.

There was no romance, no floor play, just hard fucking, which was exactly what had brought me to the Royale.

"Oh Jesus!" I screamed as my whole body convulsed from an orgasm.

"Wrong god," he said as he began hammering me. He leaned closer to kiss me, but smiled first. "I'm Thor, remember?"

I had never imagined the ecstasy I felt as Chris Hensworth kissed me and fucked my pussy hard at the same time. All of the orgasms achieved by rubbing my clit added together didn't even compare to what I felt in that moment. Everything just kinda ran together in to one giant and amazing orgasm.

At one point he pulled out. I remember feeling empty and sad for a moment, but I was still riding an orgasm. He rolled me over and raised me up on my knees, and I was like a sex doll, unable to resist.

I leaned down and ran his tongue over my clit, then up my pussy to my asshole. I orgasmed more and more as he continued that over and over, eventually sliding two fingers into me.

"You like that?" he asked.

"Oh god yes, more! Please don't stop."

I have no idea how long it went on that way, but eventually he stood up and stepped forward to enter my pussy from behind. He gripped my hips and started fucking me even harder than before.

Eventually I climaxed so much and so hard that the world seemed to go fuzzy. Chris Hemsworth was still pounding me, but I was kinda checked out. Then, without warning, I heard him grunt and felt the warmth deep inside of me as he released his seed into my borrowed womb.