She grabbed her phone, opened the costume website for tomorrow's party and started scrolling through the options, biting her lower lip hard.
— Hmmm… what kind of costume should I get? — she murmured softly, her voice already hoarse with horniness. — Something really hot? Something thematic? Goddess? Mythology?
Her finger stopped on the Greek and Roman goddesses section. Her eyes sparkled behind her thick glasses.
— Greek mythology… fuck, I love that shit so much. Always have. Zeus, Poseidon, Apollo… those muscular gods, defined chests, thick arms, huge cocks swinging between their legs while they fuck mortals like little toys…
Akane felt a hot jolt shoot straight up her pussy. She closed her eyes, tossed the phone aside and let her imagination run wild. Her right hand slid slowly down her soft belly, slipped under her little top and squeezed one of her heavy tits, moaning softly when her nipple rubbed against her palm.
— Imagine… one of those Greek gods, tall as fuck, body completely sculpted, ripped abs, broad shoulders… golden skin from all that sun on Olympus… — she whispered, her voice getting whinier.
Her other hand had already pulled her panties to the side. Two thick fingers slid straight into her soaked pussy, slipping in easily with a wet little sound.
— Ahhh… hnnn… — she moaned, biting her lip harder.
In her head, the imaginary Greek god grabbed her from behind, huge hands gripping her slim waist, his massive thick cock rubbing between her thighs.
— He'd throw me on the temple altar… spread my legs wide open… and slam it all in at once… so deep… — Akane shoved her two fingers deeper, curling them to rub her G-spot, her thumb spinning fast on her swollen clit. — Ploc… ploc… ploc… he'd fuck me like a mortal whore, my big tits bouncing, me moaning loud enough for all of Olympus to hear…
Her body twisted on the bed. The imaginary Poseidon (or was it Zeus?) cape floated around her, the golden high-cut swimsuit leaving her pussy completely exposed. She pictured the muscular god holding his trident in one hand and fucking her with the other, his huge cock stretching her wide open, balls slapping against her thick thighs.
— Fuck me… fuck me like a slutty goddess… — Akane moaned louder and louder, fingers pumping in and out fast, pussy juice dripping down her ass and soaking the sheet. Her big tits bounced free, nipples so sensitive that just the air made her tremble.
She spread her legs wider, almost to the limit, imagining the Greek god cumming inside her, hot cum filling her pussy until it overflowed, while he growled in her ear: "You're my Olympus whore now…"
Akane came hard, body arching on the bed, pussy clenching around her fingers in spasms, a hot squirt shooting out and soaking her whole hand.
— Aaaahhh… hnnngh… fuck… — she whimpered, glasses crooked on her sweaty face, messy hair falling over her eyes.
When the orgasm faded, she lay there panting, fingers still buried in her pulsing pussy, a naughty little smile spreading across her swollen lips.
— Greek mythology… Poseidon… sea goddess… that's the one. Super slutty, super shiny, super high-cut… I'm buying this for work tomorrow.
At lunch she didn't think twice. She grabbed her bag, ran out and went straight to the costume shop a few blocks away. Her heart was pounding in her chest, her pussy already dripping a thin line of horniness into her panties just from picturing that shiny golden high-cut swimsuit.
The second she walked into the store, her eyes sparkled behind her thick glasses. There it was, in the Greek and Roman goddesses section: exactly what she wanted.
A shiny metallic golden high-cut swimsuit with a plunging neckline that went all the way down almost to her navel, super tight on her big tits (it was going to push them up and create a massive valley between them). Super high sides and deeply cut, showing tons of hip and groin, with thin golden straps crossing her waist like a goddess belt. A long semi-transparent dark-blue cape with golden edges and subtle wave and trident prints, completely open in the front, floating like the sea was swirling around her. A wide golden belt decorated with anchors, seahorses and blue crystals, positioned low on her hips to highlight her waist curve. A stylish Poseidon crown with gold and sapphire details, nerd glasses with golden frames to match, messy hair with neon blue and purple streaks. A big shiny golden trident. Sheer black stockings with golden scale patterns + tall golden gladiator sandals with straps climbing up her thick thighs.
Akane ran her fingers over the shiny metallic fabric of the swimsuit and felt a hot jolt shoot straight to her slit. She imagined how that plunging neckline would make her big tits spill out, how the high-cut bottom would frame her pussy completely exposed, how the semi-transparent cape would show almost everything when she walked…
— This one… it's gonna be this one — she murmured softly, voice hoarse with lust.
She grabbed the full set, took it to the cashier and bought it without even trying it on. She paid with her hands shaking a little from horniness, already imagining the party day. The salesgirl put everything in a big discreet bag. Akane went back to the office with her heart racing, her soaked panties rubbing against her swollen pussy with every step, the bag hidden like a dirty little secret inside her purse.
That night when she got home, Akane left the bag on the bed, staring at it with a naughty, whiny little smile. She didn't open it. Didn't try it on. Didn't touch herself with any of it. She wanted to save the whole surprise for the party tomorrow. But her pussy was throbbing hard just knowing that in a few hours she was going to become the sluttiest, shiniest, most high-cut sea goddess at the whole event.
— At the party… everyone's gonna want to fuck me like I'm Olympus's little toy — she whispered, biting her lower lip hard while squeezing her thick thighs together.
She could barely wait.