Freya sat down.
Right next to me.
In the time it takes for her to flash her signature smile my way, my mind is running a mile a minute, thinking up several ways in which to take this.
My first realization?
Rose and Freya definitely changed together. That's where she ran off, and why she didn't need to bring her own.
Most likely, either Rose picked hers out of a variety that Freya brought with her, or the Goddess straight up picked for Rose herself.
Either way brings my mind to the same conclusion.
Rose knows, damn well, what Freya putting on something like this would do to me.
Hell, her own swimsuit was enough to guarantee her own jumping by itself.
What Freya is wearing here?
I could hold myself. It would be one of the most difficult things I've ever done, and that's saying something, but I could.
The thing is though?
I really don't want to.
And Rose not stopping Freya or saying anything to me ahead of time about this, when she knows, means this was, in some form or another, planned.
I don't know why. Or how. But it has to be, because I also know Rose, and if she had a problem with me being in a sauna with a literal Love Goddess wearing practically fuck all, she'd have said something.
If I'm somehow wrong about any of this, then I'll blame it on attempting to rationalize anything to get the incessant throbbing in my swimming trunks to cease.
And as if that couldn't get any worse?
Freya smiles, and at that exact moment, on my left, Rose abruptly leans against me, her body trembling under the heat, warm condensation dripping across her form, now lathering on me.
"M~Mah…" She breathily moans out, "S-Sorry, we didn't r-really have these back ho- MGGHH~!?" Her hands suddenly come up, covering her mouth and half her flushed face to prevent a loud lewd moan from exploding out of her throat.
She turns toward me, completely scandalized, her eyes trembling in embarrassment and something else.
Why?
My arm has gone around behind her, and my hand has settled into a near-death grip of the upper part of her behind that isn't on the bench.
"Oh my, Lord Kusanagi, Rose~?" To my right, Freya speaks up again, tone light as she leans in, her body shamelessly pressing right up against mine, same as Rose's. "Is everything alright? You two seem so…tense?" She tilts her head, and as I feel the two enormous, yet extremely soft and luscious, mounds of a literal Love Goddess pressing against my arm and rubbing against my chest, something snaps.
"I can't say for Rose." I start, my voice low, deep, husky, almost growling. As soon as I said her name, I could feel a shudder run through her spine at my tone. "But, as for me? It's you two."
I squeeze Rose's ass, drawing a gasp, and, at the same time, I boldly reach around Freya and do the exact fucking same.
My hand easily finds purchase against her plump, perky behind; her ass molds against my hand and fingers perfectly as I knead and grope it to the rhythm of the steady throbbing going on in my trunks.
Freya perks up before settling down quickly into an easy, slightly more sultry smile, her face flushing a shade of pink just a bit off her hair color.
I pull both women up against me, savoring the feel of their large and enormous chests respectively as they squish against my side and chest.
"A~Already…?" Rose mumbles out, her hands dropping from her mouth, one coming up to my chest as she whimpers.
Freya lets out a sweet, airy chuckle as her hand drops right below my waist, straight onto my crotch.
As if in reply to my attack on her ass, her rubbing quickly forms the shape in my trunks I've been carefully holding back this entire time, the heat and pulsing in my core given form, to which she quickly, and without even a look, starts stroking through my trunks.
"Is it any wonder~?" Freya finally speaks, her kind, gentle tone laced with a lewd breathiness. "Any man who has an exceptionally beautiful Valkyrie's and the Goddess of Love's body against them would go insane, wouldn't they?" She says matter-of-factly, "Truly, it's a testament to his willpower that he didn't immediately pin either of us against the wall…" Her eyes narrow just a touch more, and her smile turns into a slight smirk as her stroking gets a bit rougher. "Not that either of us would have minded, Lord Kusanagi~…" She emphasized with a small, sultry huff.
I let out a groan, my back settling slightly against the sauna bench as the sheer heat contained in my trunks stretches against them almost painfully.
Any questions or comments I might have had.
About why this is happening. What's the goal here, exactly?
Gone. Lost in the heat pulsating beneath my waist.
Make no mistake, I let this happen. I could've said held on, if I really, truly wanted to.
I did not.
So, here we go. If there are any consequences, I'll have to take them with a smile on my face.
I see Rose flush further at Freya's compliment, but before she could move to say otherwise, the Goddess merely put a finger to her mouth and shook her head.
That done, Freya nodded toward me and urged breathlessly, "Go on, Valkyrie, make sure your Lord is well taken care of; I'll handle everything else…"
Rose went wide-eyed, her body perking up and stilling despite the heat, as though some code word just activated something in her.
Then, without so much as a word further, she got on her knees, wrapped her arms around my head, pressed her body against my side harshly, and immediately started attacking my lips.
The surprise caused me to jerk a bit. Rose's kisses weren't at all like they usually were; instead, they were sensual and hungry.
It didn't end there, not just at my lips. Quickly, she traced almost sloppy kisses down along my jaw and neck, before coming back up to repeat the process over and over again.
Each time her lips made contact, a shiver shot through my body, a way-too-good shiver, heading straight down to my core and pooling within the heat below my waist.
So addled was my mind, the haze of a different kind of heat hazing my head, that I barely registered that I was still groping Rose's pert behind.
Freya let out a light chuckle, her soft hand vigorously stroking the shape of my large throbbing shaft pushing out of my trunks, every pump threatening to draw the heat deep down out by itself. "As for you, Lord Kusanagi, just lie back, just like that~…"
She trails off, as her hand wanders off my shaft for a painfully fleeting moment, her fingers hooking under the waistband of my swimming trunks.
"As my guest, I'm your Lady Freya~; I'll take care of you just right…" She leans a bit further in, humming into my right ear as the breathy hot pants and gasps of Rose's kisses fill my left.
My mind completely blanks right as Freya pulls down my trunks.
"Oh my~..." She gives a pleasantly surprised giggle as her tenderly soft hand wraps around the base of my finally freed manhood. "I've got my work cut out for me, don't I~?"
Her hand immediately starts working along the length of my shaft, gliding over the throbbing hardness with ease due to the moisture and the softness in her palm and fingers.
Every complete stroke was accompanied by a husky grunt from me and a light, sultry hum from Freya.
The occasional "oh~" and "ah~", her breath, hot against my ear, at the same time that Rose vigorously attacked my left side, Freya tenderly caressed my right, and my pulsing manhood itself.
It was driving me insane.
My grip on either woman's asses remained firm, and in fact, on Freya's, only increased.
The Goddess would let out a pleased gasp as my grasp on her thick, plush behind grew, her half-lidded eyes briefly gaining a shade of desire and lust, and in response, she'd make her hips sway just a bit, her large, plump thighs jiggling slightly…
The haze of my mind is filled only with these thoughts.
I want to fuck her. Right this second.
I want to throw her over the pillar in the center of the sauna, grab her child-bearing hips, and pound into her so hard I won't need my powers to make sure she's guaranteed to get pregnant.
I want to pin her down on the benches and look into those pretty blue eyes of hers as they go cross-eyed from stuffing her full of my seed, over and over again.
However, I don't want to leave Rose out.
Fortunately, I need to make that choice.
Freya stops her motions on my cock as Rose suddenly pulls back, panting and gasping, her tongue lolling slightly out of her mouth.
Her entire face was beet red, and even I, as completely lust-hazed as I was, could tell that wasn't entirely due to the acts going on at the moment.
The heat.
"I'm s-sworry, mah Lord, Lady…" she heaves, "This heat, I can't…nggh~…!"
Right. I completely forgot to give her that blessing, didn't I?
Pressing a quick final kiss to my cheek, while winking, Rose staggers to her feet, and before Freya could even get a word out, Rose practically bolts out of the sauna.
For the first time, Freya looks legitimately shocked, watching her go.
She barely has time to turn back to me before I'm upon her.
Turnabout is fair play, right?
My now free left hand seizes one of her enormous tits, the extremely soft and nearly silky flesh giving way under my rough and harsh grasp.
She gasps, a soft and sultry, but legitimately shocked thing, and the rest of me capitalizes by returning the favor Rose lent me earlier, viciously claiming Freya's lips for my own.
The Goddess moans breathily into my mouth, her body not drawing away from me, but rather, pushing incessantly into my advances. She lets my lips take hers, lets my tongue sloppily submit her own, arches her back further to present her chest, pushing her mounds further into my grasp, while pushing out more of her ass for me to seize.
Her hand, grasped tight around my shaft, now continues its stroking almost recklessly up and down my length. Every pump is no longer a teasingly slow beat, but an attempt to milk me for every last drop of seed I'm worth.
The low hissing of steam being made throughout the sauna is quickly subsumed by the muffled, hungry moans of two deities, as my body presses more and more against hers, and I feel everything.
Divinely soft curves wet from the moisture in the air, silky smooth and warm, more than enough to easily get lost in.
And I was completely and utterly lost in them.
I am going to do everything to this Goddess. In time.
But there's at least one thing I want to do right now.
My mouth disconnects from hers, leaving a trail of saliva and misty breath that joins the steam all around us rapidly.
Her tongue had yet to even go back inside her mouth by the time I barked out the order.
"Get. Up." I huskily demanded.
Close as we were now, I could feel the way the words sent a shiver up her spine, and saw the moment it reached her head, drawing an almost dopey lewd smile across her now flushed face.
"If that'll please you, Lord Kusanagi…" She moans out in response, quickly moving to do just that.
Somehow, she seemed to get exactly what I wanted, because she not only got up, but she turned around, placing her hands on the windowsill of the sauna, and stuck her ass out.
"Your Lady Freya is all~ ready!"
Her string thong couldn't contain her ass, much like the string stretched to cover her enormous jiggly chest. The poor thing looked like it was bound to snap at any minute.
I get up, step right up behind her, and decide to put that poor thing out of its misery.
I tear the thong off with hilarious ease, drawing a breathy gasp from the Goddess as the string comes undone, her behind rippling as it's freed.
Without a care, I throw the thing away, and push my painfully throbbing prick right up between her cheeks, my hands grasping her hips in a death grip.
Freya rocks her ass against my length, a soft, low moan coming from her throat as her plush cheeks envelop my cock, "Go ahead~..." she giggles out sultrily. "Use your Lady Freya to your desire's content~, I can take it all!"
As if I need more encouragement.
I pull back slightly, angle myself, and drive myself forward in one brutal slamming thrust.
In an instant, all the pain is smothered in a warm, slick, perfectly velvety heat that forces a loud, almost gurgling, pleased groan from my throat immediately.
"Mmmmmgghhhh~..." Freya lets out a long, shuddering moan as her body quivers around my entrance. "That's it, right there…" She speaks, voice breathless, gentle, and soft, which prompts me to thrust again, and this time I watch as her ass ripples like water against my crotch, the way her enormous chest jiggles and shakes from the force.
"Right, mmm, there~…!" She speaks louder this time, yet nonetheless gentle; another thrust forces her tongue to loll out of her mouth for a breath moment, "Mmmhm, gods, yes, there…!"
Then another, as I pick up the pace.
"Mmmhnnn~! Yes," her eyes go wide, "yes! Nnnggghhh! There, there!"
And again and again and again.
"Oh, OH~, Gods! Mnnghhh!"
Her ass ripples and claps with every single pounding thrust. Her tits heave and slap against the windowsill as her body shakes to and fro.
With each one of her moans, I feel the way her velvety walls clench and cling to my shaft, doing their damnedest to draw the heat from my core out into her.
My hands drag their way up her body as my fucking becomes borderline rutting. I grasp at her sides for a bit, before grabbing her arms, pulling them back, before saying 'fuck it' and pulling her body closer, just so I could grab at her tits, my hands sinking into their vastness to hold onto them as I repeatedly slammed into her.
"OH~! YES! YESSSHH!" Freya began slurring lewdly as my hands sank into her chest, "UUSH ME! USSSSHHH MEEE!"
Her body trembled in my grasp around my cock, with each moment I ferociously rutted into her, so much so that I didn't even realize I was trembling in turn.
My hands shook at the sheer strain of holding back the heat in my core, the deliriously good warmth wrapped around my length, gripping my shaft, trying to suck that heat out.
I didn't want to stop.
But on the flip side, I couldn't keep doing this forever; I wanted to let it all out.
My grunts turned nigh animalistic as my hands left her chest, and my arms wrapped around her upper body, one just beneath her chest, the other around her neck.
She took a deep, sultry breath as I practically staggered, slamming her the rest of the way against the window, pinning and holding her there before continuing to use her with reckless abandon.
My face was lost in her gorgeous, luscious pink hair, my forehead against the back of her head, but I didn't need to see to feel her body rock against the force of my thrusts.
"MMMAAAGGGHHH~! Yes! YES!" Freya moaned out deeply, her gentle voice lost in a sea of desire and need, "Give it to your Lady Freya! I can feel it, your girth! MMM-Pulsing! Please!"
I could feel her ass ripple and shake with each thrust back against me, her chest as it pushed against the window, held taut beneath my arm, and shook whenever it was given even the slightest bit of space.
"Give it to me! Give it to MEEEE~!" She begged, loudly, breathlessly.
I couldn't hold it any longer.
Her warmth throbbed around my heat as I slammed into her, one last time, and it all gave way.
I felt her ass mold around my crotch as I thrust into her, as deep as I could, felt her body still as my dam broke inside of her.
I lifted my head, letting out a long, low, pleased groan as I let out every single bit of seed I had stored up at that point, straight inside her.
And I watched as Freya's mouth flew open, her tongue lulling out as she followed my groan with a sexy, shuddering mewl, arching her back to take as much of me as possible, her core twitching, and her spine sending shudders across her entire body.
"A~Ahhhmmmnn…"
For a moment, we stood there like that, her wrapped in my arms, both letting out shuddering breaths.
It was Freya to break the silence first.
"Mmm~..." She hummed, shaking her hips a little bit, causing my cock that was still hilted inside her to twitch.
She tilted her head and looked back at me with a small lewd smile and half-lidded, lustful gaze. "That isn't all you have for your Lady Freya, is it~?" She asks innocently.
I don't answer verbally.
Instead, all I do is smirk as I pull her away toward the center of the sauna, a happy, nearly delirious giggle leaving her as I do.