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“He is not good enough for you,” Athena said.
Annabeth groaned. She raised herself from where she had been stooping over architectural blueprints and leveled a frustrated gaze at her immortal mom.
“We’ve been over this!” Annabeth said, irritation audible in her voice. Generally it was a very poor idea to be openly crabby with an Olympian but Annabeth was her mother’s favorite. It brought certain perks… and other headaches. “I’ve chosen Percy. He’s my boyfriend. Can't you accept that?”
“I can’t.” Athena crossed her arms underneath her monumentally heavy breasts. Perhaps because she enjoyed disproving stereotypes, Athena typically adopted a form that was blond like her daughter, bearing a striking resemblance to Annabeth in every way except the tits, where Athena sported melons more than triple the size.
“You’re redesigning Olympus. Your plots and strategies are more lucid and successful than any of my children in thousands of years,” Athena said. “You deserve only the best!”
“Like the hero of Olympus,” Annabeth reminded her mother. “Percy is the only demigod alive that’s more accomplished than I am.”
“He would have been lost without the benefit of your council!” Athena said.
“And my plans wouldn’t have worked without him to execute them,” Annabeth said. “We work together. We love each other, Mom.”
Because they’d been having this conversation over and over again for a significant run of weeks, Annabeth didn’t leave things there like she usually would’ve. Instead, she added something bold, hoping to shock her mother into giving up:
“Besides, Percy is as good in bed as any god.”
“That’s impossible! He’s just a runt, still fresh to the world!” Athena exclaimed.
“I guess that he’s a fast learner,” Annabeth said. “He certainly took to fighting monsters quickly. I can just tell you what I’ve felt.”
Her goal of rendering Athena silent, forcing her mom to drop the conversation, was successful. Annabeth felt proud as she returned to her work. As much as she longed for time with her mother, she’d prefer if that time wasn’t a constant verbal attack on her beloved boyfriend.
Alas, Annabeth had no inkling of what she just unleashed.
LINE BREAK.
Percy Jackson woke up in his new Manhattan apartment, freshly bought with a little help from his dad. It was a reward for saving the world. Percy immediately decided that this was a good morning: the sun was hitting his bed just right, warming up his body, and his gorgeous girlfriend had gotten some time off work. She must’ve, because the blanket over Percy’s lower half was bulged up and someone was stroking his dick.
Smiling, Percy grabbed the hem of the blanket and pulled it back, eager to get a look at Annabeth’s stunning face.
Instead, he was met with gray eyes that looked like Annabeth’s, but were full of more serious emotions.
“THIS IS AN INSPECTION!” Athena, the goddess of wisdom, announced, while running her fingers down Percy’s meatstick.
“Athen!?” Percy said. “W-What in Hades are you doing?”
“Hades has nothing to do with this,” Athena said. She sat up, kneeling, bouncing her breasts as the blanket slid down her back. “All that matters right now, Mr. Jackson, are you and my daughter. I have told her repeatedly that you are not worthy of her. She has raised a counterpoint: you possess excellent skills in the act of coetus. I’ll be the judge of that!”
“You’re using words I don’t understand…” Percy said. “But if I get the jist of this, you’re saying you want to fuck me?”
“I absolutely do NOT want to. I’m doing this out of duty,” Athena said.
“But you’re one of the maiden goddesses!” Percy said.
“Things change,” Athena said dismissively. “Sex does not interest me. I’m hardly in the position of Hera or Artemis, whose domains require that they stay celibate. For my best daughter, I am willing to stoop this low!”
Athena followed her declaration up by leaning down, butting her lips all the way around Percy’s dick, and sucking like she was trying to pull the blood out of him with only her throat muscles.
Athena bobbed her head fast and, before long, accidentally hit Percy’s tip with her teeth.
“Yeouch! Watch it, Ms. A!” Percy said. “That hurts!”
Athena pulled her lips off of him. She had remarkably lustrous skin, almost like Aphrodite’s, despite the animosity between the two goddesses.
“I know how to perform oral,” she said. “I’ve read all kinds of guides. Let me work.”
“And I’m telling you that you’re doing it wrong,” Percy said. “Go slower. Be more careful!”
Athena glared at him, however she listened. She moved her head more sedately: “Gulg! Gulg! Gulg!” Percy groaned and inched back, putting his shoulder blades against the headboard and relaxing. The blowjob was really soothing now that the goddess had chilled out a little bit.
Athena became emboldened again. After she did well by going slower, she sped up again. “GULG! GULG! GULG!”
Before long, her teeth hit him again.
“Ow!” Percy stopped her the first way that came to mind, pulling her head off.
“Mhm!” Some of Athena’s blond curls wove between his fingers as he pulled her off his dick. Spit hung off her lower lip as she glared at him, her head turned at a slight angle, looking like she wanted to vaporize him.
“Unhand me,” Athena said dangerously.
Percy stared at her. For a moment, when he first pulled her hair, he’d heard her moan. He was sure he did!
A second later, when rationality caught up with him, Percy let go of her hair.
“Listen… What’s the game plan here?” Percy asked. “You’re supposed to be testing my abilities in bed. Where does sucking me off fit in?”
As hot as Athena looked with his dick in her mouth (like a MILF version of the love of Percy’s life) it wasn’t worth it if she was going to keep biting him by accident.
“If you can make me climax a single time, I will consider you worthy of my daughter.” Athena’s arrogant tone showed that she didn’t believe that was possible. “Before we reach that point, foreplay is necessary. Regardless of your skills, my daughter was not exaggerating about your size.”
Percy was hung like one of his cyclops half brothers. The scepter that was his dick nearly reached a foot in length. Too long to be pleasurable for mortal women… But perfect for demigods and goddesses that were a little more sturdy between the legs.
“There are other ways to do foreplay,” Percy suggested.
Before Athena could offer any objections, Percy moved with sudden speed and assertiveness. He pushed her onto her back and straddled her stomach. Percy pushed his dick between those thick melons and molded them together around his dick. He spat down into the crack between Athena’s boobs, trapping his dick in with the spit. When he started thrusting, fucking the goddess’s chest, the juices from his mouth clung on his dick, moistening it.
“You… heathen!” Athena exclaimed. “Unhand me!”
At the same time, she started moaning quietly. Her thick thighs clamped together in order to hide her pussy, which was starting to leak with arousal as Percy put himself on top of her.
“This is the fastest way to get ourselves ready,” Percy said. “Go on, relax Ms. A. This should be more comfortable for you too. All you have to do is lie there.”
Percy reached behind himself, sliding fingers inside of Athena’s entrance. Two fingers pierced her and started attacking her folds. At the same time, Percy thrusted into her tits.
“Hold them in place,” Percy said.
“Why should I go along with this behavior?” Athena asked.
She sounded petulant, yet she obediently pushed her breasts tighter to make a better experience for this mortal cock. Percy’s fingers made quick progress against Athena’s insides, making them not just wet but GUSHING. You could hear his fingers sloshing through her insides, even over the meaty smacks as his crotch rammed into the bottom portion of her breasts. She was almost as endowed as Aphrodite and Percy was making full use of her assets.
“Ah! Nnnnn… Ah!” Athena moaned. “You’re fingers… How are you doing that with them? It’s like magic!”
“I guess I’m just following my intuition,” Percy said.
He’d always been good at this ever since the first time he and Annabeth made love. It came naturally to him. Maybe sex was a part of the necessary hero skills just as much as monster fighting.
Percy actually stopped fingering the goddess, on purpose, seconds before she could cum. He wasn’t even sure if Athena realized he’d made that decision. She was a bit out of it, gasping and trying to pretend he hadn’t rocked her world with one hand. Percy just didn’t want to end this little gambit of theirs so anticlimactically. Without trying to sound conceited, making a woman cum one single time had never been something he doubted his ability to do.
Athena was still holding her breasts for him to thrust into, so Percy didn’t need to worry about that. He pinched her nipples and sped his hips up. Wham! Wham! Wham! The bottom of her boobs were beginning to turn red, while Percy’s dick was thoroughly coated in a casing of saliva.
Suddenly, Percy’s dick shot off its load. Ammunition had built up while Athena stroked him in his sleep, then continued to collect across the rest of their raunchy activities, resulting in a massive load that erupted out of her cleavage. Cum shot across Athena’s face, making her squish her eyes shut.
“Crude…” Athena grumbled.
She lifted a hand to her face, rubbing her cheek, the palm cumming off sticky.
“SO crude!” Athena said. “And… sticky. Warm…”
She brought her palm closer to her face. Her nose twitched as she smelled what Percy had shot there. Her tongue came out, giving her palm a small lick. Seconds later, she did a larger second lick. Soon, Athena was failing to keep a disgruntled look on her face while doing her best to taste as much of Percy’s seed as she possibly could.
When she was finally finished, she noticed the way that Percy was looking at her.
“Don’t fix such crude eyes on me! You haven’t bested me yet!” Athena said.
“That’s true,” Percy said agreeably; he’d already won, it was just a matter of choosing when.
Percy reversed, moving so that his dick could rest against her pussy instead of wedging between her breasts. As Percy rolled his hips, getting ready to thrust into Athena, a little bit of nervousness entered her eyes.
“I’ll be gentle at first,” Percy said. “I remember that it’s your first time.”
“Who asked for that!” Athena said, although Percy could already see her relaxing.
She wiggled her hips to get into the right position for him. Percy pushed his tip against her slit, noticing again how wet she’d gotten just from the way his fingers teased her. Percy slid his dick into her in a smooth motion, not too fast just like he promised.
“AH!” Athena screamed.
There was pain for her, and a little bit of golden ichor as a hymen that lasted thousands of years was finally broken. Athena dealt with the pain in a matter of seconds, being used to much worse fates. Her legs wrapped around Percy’s hips, demanding that he start moving.
Percy gave it to her fast and hard, just the way that her daughter preferred it. Being pressed into the mattress this way was always Annabeth’s favorite position, he didn’t imagine her mother would be much different. Certainly, based on the noises Athena was now making, he’d been right on the money about that.
“MMMmmm—Ah! Ungh! Waaaa… Ah!”
Percy continuously added speed until he was at the limit of what he could sustain. As a remarkably powerful demigod, that still meant going faster than a normal human ever could. Athena’s unused womb was rammed almost multiple times a second. Her voice rose to the point that all of Percy’s neighbors would be able to hear her clearly. He’d have to apologize to them later, because Ms. A was getting LOUD.
‘Hey, guys. Sorry about the noise. I was just fucking a virgin goddess’s brains out, who also happens to be my girlfriends mom. It won’t happen again… I think?’
Maybe he’d work on the apology before he rolled it out.
For now, the only thing Percy was focused on was rolling Athena’s hips each time his body rocked into hers. He got his teeth around her nipples and tugged her breasts with his mouth. Athena screamed: “Ahhhhhyyy!” Just like when he’d inadvertently pulled her hair, getting it rough made the goddess of wisdom’s mind go blank.
After forty five minutes of good, back-aching sex, Percy took his teeth off her boobs and addressed Athena: “I’m pretty sure I won that bet by now.”
For the last few minutes, Athena’s cunt had been an unquenchable geyser. It wasn’t just one orgasm, but a whole collection of them blended up into a barrage. Her voice was hoarse and her pussy simply couldn’t stop cumming.
“Does this mean you’ll accept me as Annabeth’s boyfriend?” Percy asked.
“SCREW THE BET!” Athena said. “I DON’T CARE ANYMORE! CUM IN ME! GIVE ME A REAL CHILD FOR ONCE!”
She was smiling somewhat stupidly, something in her psyche having snapped somewhere around minute thirty. She only wanted one thing right now, and she wasn’t being shy about making sure Percy knew what it was.
“KNOCK ME UP, PERSEUS JACKSON, AND YOU CAN HAVE MY DAUGHTER WHENEVER YOU WANT HER!”
For Annabeth’s sake, Percy let a torrent of cum out deep in her mother’s pussy. It went everywhere, and Athena made sure she collected each and every drop by tightening her legs behind Percy and gripping him with all her immortal strength, forcing his dick to stay in her cunt. She didn’t want to lose a single sperm.
Gradually, Athena’s breathing evened out, and she began to calm down. As her rationality returned, her shame should have also made a return… But instead she just looked at Percy with a level of devotion that almost made him uncomfortable.
“You are still hard,” Athena said.
“Well… yeah,” Percy said. “I’m usually good for at least three more rounds.”
Athena shivered with pleasure from head to toe. She loosened the way her legs were holding Percy, temporarily letting him go, but with no interest in stopping here.
“Show me every position you know,” Athena said. “I won’t be satisfied until I’ve seen all of them. Just to be sure you know enough tricks to keep Annabeth happy, of course!”
“Of course,” Percy said, already beginning to turn her over on her knees, watching the way that his seed dripped out of her.
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