A little , a little seduction

"You know..." Clarisse smirks at Percy. "I wonder how the others will react knowing that Percy Jackson, the Hero of Olympus, was spying on me. And not just spying on me, he was getting off from it!" Clarisse laughed again and shook her head. "You'll be kicked expelled from the camp for sure... you'll become an outcast... and your poor girlfriend, sweet little Annabeth. She'll be heartbroken." The demigoddess grinned down at Percy and smacked his face with her cock. "Don't worry, though, I think I'll be able to help her, uh, get over it, if you know what I mean." She winked at him.

Percy was terrified, but... also incredibly turned on. He could feel his tiny little dicklette getting harder as he looked up at Clarisse... or at least, tried to. He couldn't get his eyes off her dick, so big, veins popping out. Her balls rested underneath it, hairy and unshaved, giving them a masculine look that made the whole thing even hotter for Percy, which was strange; he was pretty sure that he wasn't gay, or even bi, but yet this whole thing... it made his heart race with excitement more than anything else. The most arousing part was the smell. It was hot and musky, sweaty and heavy and it filled the air, making Percy's mouth water despite himself.

Clarisse, for her part, noticed this, and it was taking all her self control not to **** Percy's sissy mouth open and fuck it to kingdom come. She **** herself to be patient, though. With the way Percy was acting, it was clear that he was a closeted slut, and that gave her many ideas, all of them making her fat cock, already so heavy with blood from her arousal, throb even more.

After a lot of internal struggling, Percy managed to look Clarisse in her eyes. At that moment, he felt small, weak, and powerless, more than he had ever felt before. "Wh-what do you want?" He stammered out.

Clarisse smirked again and got off the Hero. Confused, Percy got up, but Clarisse stopped him before he could fully stand, keeping him on his knees... and at face level with her massive meat. Percy tried not to look at the girl cock, but it was like a magnet, drawing his sight towards it. The angry red cockhead seemed to stare at him, the urethra like a lone, black eye. A drop of precum dripped out, and the hot, musky smell became even stronger. Percy had to forcefully swallow to avoid drool from leaking out. He didn't know why, but he wanted to taste every part of Clarisse's beautiful, giant, impossible dick.

Clarisse coughed, and Percy's eyes shot upwards, his face flushing with equal parts of embarrassment for staring... and arousal. "I won't tell anyone, Percy, but you have to do one thing for me," Clarisse leered at Percy, and he felt naked, exposed... but a small part of him liked it. "You need to suck me off."