[OP Marvel] Ch: 2 [Women's touch after 30 years of survival] (Patreon)

AN: Yep! Unlike Ironman, there will be a lots of smut in this one.

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[Jason's first-person POV]

Sif dropped me at the bathhouse, pointed at the doors, and told me to “clean up before the feast unless you want the Allfather’s ravens to peck the gore off you.” Fair enough.

I walked inside expecting a regular bath. Maybe a towel and some privacy.

What I got instead were four Asgardian maids already waiting by the edge of a massive steaming pool. All of them smiled like this was the most normal thing in the world. Before I could say a word, they guided me forward with that polite but unbreakable Asgardian firmness.

I stood there while they stripped me down like I was a statue being unwrapped. Within minutes, I stood before them, naked. And for a man who had spent the last thirty years without any human contact, when faced with four girls... Well, it stood up. Yep! I got an erection. The girls noticed but didn't say anything. Their eyes roamed over me with calm curiosity. I didn't know if they found me impressive or funny. Maybe both. They didn't laugh. They simply gestured for me to step into the pool.

So I did.

The water was hotter than any bath I had ever taken. It seeped into my muscles and pulled out all the exhaustion and tension I had carried for years. The water bubbled around me. I sat back on the stone bench beneath the surface and let out a sigh. That sigh came from deeper than I realized.

The maids moved with practiced efficiency. One poured scented oils into the water while another brought a soft brush. A third girl started washing my hair, her fingers strong but gentle. The fourth scrubbed my back with a cloth so smooth it felt like it was made from cloud. I didn't resist. Why would I? For decades, I had only touched metal, leather, and monster flesh. Girls' hands felt like a gift.

They washed everything. My arms. My legs. My chest. Between my fingers and toes. My neck and behind my ears. Then one of them moved their hands and grabbed my cock. She started washing it gently. I stiffened. She looked at me, paused for a second, then smiled and kept washing. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure as she did her magic.

"Someone's looking excited," She whispered with a smile.

"I spent thirty years fighting alone in an alternate dimension," I said as I looked into her eyes. "You've no idea how excited I am right now. If you keep going, I'll bend you over and fuck you. I'll fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk after I'm done with you."

"You think you can satisfy an Asgardian woman? You are either delusional or confident," She said as she kept stroking me.

"Confident," I replied.

She slowed down her strokes and leaned closer. "My name is Brynja. And I'll be the judge of that."

Her other hand cupped my balls, massaging them gently. Her strokes became faster, more deliberate. I groaned and closed my eyes, leaning my head back. The other maids watched, their expressions a mix of curiosity and amusement. But when I opened my eyes, they stood up and began to undress.

One by one, they slid their robes off, revealing bodies sculpted by a lifetime of training and blessed by gods. Perfect skin, strong curves, and muscles that weren't bulky but looked powerful. They all stepped into the water, surrounding me. One of them pressed her breasts against my back while another kissed my neck. A third girl knelt in front of me and took Brynja's place, her mouth replacing Brynja's hands on my cock.

It was overwhelming. Thirty years of solitude. And now... this. Four Asgardian women pleasuring me in the most luxurious bathhouse I could ever imagine. My mind went blank. I could only feel the hot water, their soft skin, wet tongues, and eager hands. Brynja moved on my right, sat down, and started kissing me.

I grabbed her throat and kissed her back aggressively. She liked it. I could tell from the little moan that escaped her lips. She struggled for a moment, not out of fear, but out of instinct. Then she relaxed, her body pliant under my grip.

"Harder," She breathed against my lips.

My grip tightened.

My other hand found the girl on my left. I pulled her closer and squeezed her ass. She gasped and ground her hips against me. The girl in front of me took me deeper into her throat, her head bobbing in a rhythm that made my vision blur. It was so awesome. The feeling of her wet and hot mouth... The way her tongue rolled over the tip of my cock and the way her throat tightened around me...

Then, Brynja bit my lower lip. Her eyes were burning with a light that wasn't just lust. It was a challenge.

I laughed. I pushed her away, stood up, and lifted the girl in front of me. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I entered her in one smooth motion. She cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders. I started moving, my thrusts powerful and deep. She feels so fucking good. Her pussy was tight and wet, not to mention the way she was controlling her pussy. Like she was squeezing my dick with every thrust.

Brynja watched us, her eyes dark with desire. She moved to the edge of the bath and turned her back, raising her ass. She gave a little smirk. It was an open invitation to fuck her doggy style, which I gladly took.

I pulled out and let the girl I was fucking, down in the water. She looked slightly disappointed.

"Well, girls," I said as I looked at their naked bodies. "Line up. Get on your fours and wait for your turn."

The room fell silent for a moment. Then, a slow smile spread across Brynja's face. "You heard him. Let's give our warrior a welcome he won't forget, and in the process, we'll know how much of a man he is."

One by one, the Asgardian women complied, lining up along the edge of the bath. Their asses tilted up, backs arched, and heads turned to watch me with hungry eyes. I was rock hard, my cock standing erect, ready for the feast laid out before me. I walked towards them. I could feel their eyes on me, their gazes burning with desire.

I started with Brynja, grabbing her hips and sliding into her without warning. She gasped, her body tensing for a moment before she pushed back against me, taking me deeper. I started moving, my hips slapping against her ass, the sound filling the room along with our moans.

I fucked her hard, just like I'd promised. My hands gripped her hips tightly, my fingers digging into her soft flesh.

"Oh, yeah. Fuck me hard," Brynja moaned, her body moving in sync with mine, meeting each thrust with a push of her own.

The other maids watched, their eyes following my every movement. Some had their hands between their legs, touching themselves as they watched the scene unfold. The sight of them only served to fuel my desire. I picked up my pace.

Brynja's moans grew louder, more desperate. Her body trembled, and I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock. She was close. I leaned forward, my hand wrapping around her throat, pulling her up so her back was pressed against my chest. I bit her earlobe, my other hand finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles.

"Come for me, Brynja," I growled in her ear. "Show me what an Asgardian woman can do."

Her body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her.

"Fuckkk~" She cried out, her voice echoing in the room. Her pussy pulsed around me, her juices coating my cock. I didn't stop. I kept thrusting, kept rubbing her clit, riding out her orgasm with her. Her body went limp in my arms, but I wasn't done with her yet. I pulled out, then spat on her asshole and pushed my cock into her ass. Her eyes widened. Her body tensed at the sudden intrusion. "What are you doing?" she breathed out, her voice laced with surprise.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear. "Fucking your ass. What else?"

Grabbing her boobs, I keep fucking her ass without mercy. She was so tight, her boobs were so soft, and her scent was intoxicating. For a moment, everything seems meaningless. My entire focus was on that girl... Nope! I'm pretty sure she's a whore. But who cares? At this point it doesn't matter. I just wanted to fuck.

I don't know how long I fucked her ass, but I wasn't done yet. Her pussy and ass weren't enough to satisfy my urges. Yeah, I think I know the reason... High endurance. Fuck yeah!

I pulled out of Brynja, her body slumping forward as she caught her breath. I moved on to the next woman in line, a redhead with fiery hair and eyes that burned with curiosity and lust. She bit her lip as I approached, her gaze locked onto my cock, glistening with Brynja's juices and my precum.

"Your turn," I said, my voice a low growl. I grabbed her hips, positioning myself at her entrance. She was ready, her pussy dripping with anticipation. I teased her, rubbing the head of my cock against her clit, making her moan and push back against me.

"Stop playing and fuck me," she demanded, her voice breathy. I smiled, my grip on her hips tightening. I slammed into her, making her cry out in pleasure. She was tight, her pussy squeezing me like a vice. I started moving, my thrusts powerful and deep, just like the ones I gave Brynja.

I pounded into her, my hips slapping against her ass, the sound echoing in the room. Her moans filled the air, mixing with the sound of our flesh coming together. She was a wild one, meeting each thrust with a push of her own, encouraging me to go faster, harder. I obliged, my grip on her hips tightening as I increased my pace.

The other maids watched, their eyes filled with lust and envy.

The room was filled with the symphony of our moans, the sound of flesh against flesh, and the wet noises of our joined bodies.

The redhead's moans grew louder, more desperate. Her body trembled, her pussy tightening around me. She was close. I leaned forward, my hand reaching around to find her clit. I rubbed it in tight circles, my fingers moving in sync with my thrusts.

"Come for me," I growled in her ear. "Show me what you've got."

She cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her. Her pussy pulsed around me, her juices coating my cock. I kept thrusting, kept rubbing her clit, riding out her orgasm with her. Her body went limp, her arms giving out and her head dropping forward.

I then moved to the third girl. This time, I grabbed her hair, "Suck it."

She obliged and quickly turned and took my sloppy cock into her mouth. I grabbed her head and began to fuck her throat.

"Gwakk! Gwakk! Guakkk!"

I didn't hold back, my hips snapping forward, my cock hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. Tears streamed down her face. She gagged, her hands flying to my thighs. I could feel her struggling to breathe, her body tensing, but I didn't stop. I was too far gone in my lust, too consumed by the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her wet mouth.

"Take it, you little slut," I grunted, my hips moving faster, my cock hitting the back of her throat with every thrust.

Her eyes watered, her face turning red, but she tried her best to take it. She relaxed her throat, trying to take me deeper, her hands clawing at my thighs. I felt her tongue flatten against the underside of my cock, her lips tightening around me. It was a sensation that sent a jolt of pleasure through me, and I groaned, my grip on her hair tightening even more.

Suddenly, she pulled back, gasping for air, her chest heaving. I let her, my cock slipping out of her mouth with a wet pop. She coughed, her hand wiping at her mouth, her eyes filled with tears and lust.

I pushed her down on the floor and knelt between her legs, my knees pushing her thighs apart, exposing her to me.

She was wet, her pussy glistening with her juices. I could see her clit, swollen and ready for my touch. I ran a finger along her slit, making her shiver.

"Mhmmm~" She moaned, her hips lifting slightly, seeking more contact.

I obliged, my fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles. Her moans grew louder, her body squirming beneath me. I leaned down, my mouth finding her nipple, sucking it into my mouth. She gasped, her hands flying to my head, holding me to her. I sucked her nipple before moving to her other breast, giving it the same attention. She was writhing beneath me. I could feel her pussy getting wetter, her juices coating my fingers. I slid two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out, my thumb still rubbing her clit, her moans echoing in the room.

She was close, her body tensing, her grip on my hair tightening.

I could feel her pussy walls clenching around my fingers, her breathing becoming ragged. I looked up at her, our eyes locking and then with a single hard thrust, I entered her pussy. In that exact instant, she squirted. Warm liquid gushed out, coating my cock and her thighs. She cried out, her body convulsing, her pussy pulsing around me. I groaned, feeling her heat and wetness, and started moving again, my hips slapping against hers. She was a mess, saliva around her mouth, red eyes, her hair a wild mane around her, but she looked beautiful, her body still writhing with pleasure.

"You're a squirter," I said with a smirk.

She blushed, her eyes darting away. "I've never squirted before," she admitted.

I chuckled, "What a sad life you've led so far... I can only imagine. But for now, I'll fuck you good." I started moving again, my thrusts steady and deep. She moaned, her body responding to mine, her hips moving in sync with mine.

I kept fucking them one after the other and then back to square one. I fucked them... All their holes, to be specific. Ass, pussy, and mouth. These Asgardian girls have too much stamina and recovery. And thanks to their endurance, I was able to fuck them properly without splattering them into meat platters.

Then finally, I was close to cumming.

The four girls were on their knees before me as I jerked my cock, aiming it at them.

"Arggg!"

Cum shot from my cock, landing on their faces and chests. They gasped, some of them reaching out to catch the next wave, letting it drip from their fingers. I groaned, my body convulsing, my grip on my cock tightening. I kept jerking, milking every last drop out, my eyes rolling back from the intense pleasure.

When I finally opened my eyes, the four girls were looking up at me, their faces and breasts glistening with my cum. It was too much cum. Like one of those Japanese fake bukkake.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight before me. "Well, that was quite the mess," I said, still catching my breath. The girls giggled, some of them wiping my cum off their faces, while others seemed to enjoy it, licking it off their fingers.

One of them, a blonde with piercing blue eyes, looked up at me. "What kind of being are you? This much cum? You a monster?"

"I'm just a human," I said with a smirk as I cleaned myself and put on the new clothes before walking out with a wink.

Judging by their expression, they are gonna remember me for a very long time. But man, it was so fucking good. It's like a huge boulder just got lifted from my shoulders. Phew! If the whores are this good, I wonder... How good are Sif and Valkyrie?

Well, I'll find that out later. For now, I want to eat some good food with spices and drinks. Anything other than water.

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AN: Let's get the big old questions out of the way at the start.

I personally want to write some girl on girl action before the MC, just like before.