You didn't want to hurt her.

You immediately feel guilty for the pain you caused her. “I…I, I’m sorry,” you stammer out, “I shouldn’t have done that.”

She moves her six-foot frame in the water and sits down next to you. “I told you I wanted you to do it. I am the Goddess of Love, you couldn’t have resisted if you had tried.”

You sigh, “That’s the point, I didn’t even try. I’ve never done…‘that’ before, but I still knew it would hurt you, and I didn’t for a second think of not doing it.”

Venus seems to look at you in a new light, “You really do feel guilty don’t you?”

“yeah.” You murmur.

“Would you do it again?” she asks.

“No, I don’t want to hurt you. Besides, it was kinda weird, and my cock feels dirty.”

Venus laughs, “Considering where it just was, that’s to be expected, and don’t worry, a mere mortal couldn’t possibly harm me, even with a vigorous ass fucking.”

“Still, I’m sorry.” You say. Venus smiles, a smile of warmth and love, and softly touches your cheek.

Over the course of the next couple of days, the two of you have mind-blowing, earth-shattering sex. You are pleasured and learn to pleasure in ways you never thought possible. Venus eventually becomes pregnant and you become Fornicus.

It takes awhile for most of the Gods to accept you on Olympus, but most of Goddesses are very happy to make your acquaintance. Your child is born with great fanfare and celebration. Loki even makes a surprise appearance, but Hercules manages to throw him out before he can do any damage.

You take the birth control pill and the condom as your symbols and your status as a minor deity notwithstanding, you eventually grow to be a God of some influence, with all the other Gods coming to you for advice and help in your field of expertise. You have many great adventures and trysts; even managing to deflower a previously fiercely virginal Goddess, but those are stories for another day.