Supplying coffee cream

"Hmm."

John looked up at a small local tea shop located in one of the rather quieter alley of Manhattan.

【Cracked Teapot】

"That's an interesting name for a tea shop, isn't it?"

John muttered.

He pushed past the door and entered the shop.

Ding!

The welcoming bell chimed cheerfully.

A park-time worker glanced up from the counter for a second before lowering her gaze back down to her phone.

John clucked his tongue.

That mortal was certainly not his type. None of the mortal occupants in the shop caught his eyes.

But then again, he came to this tea shop with a target in mind. Maybe it was a good thing that there weren't any distractions.

John marched straight up to the table propped next to the window.

There, a woman was sitting with her eyes focused on a laptop, her fingers typing at a brisk pace on the first draft she was writing.

"Hello."

The woman looked up.

"Hi! May I help you?"

She replied with a warm smile, which was not something one would show to a complete stranger invading their seat in a café.

However, John could tell that, while sincere with her smile, the woman's blue eyes remained sharp and wary.

Albeit having a **** heart than many others, she wasn't dumb enough to be unwary of the strangers that approached her.

'I can see why Poseidon would go for a chick like this.'

"Sorry if I startled you. I just heard a lot about you from Percy."

"Oh."

The woman's wariness shifted over to curiosity.

It wasn't often she'd hear her son's name from someone his age group.

John tapped the chair across the table.

"May I?"

"Oh, of course."

John took the seat as Sally Jackson hurriedly put aside her laptop.

She took a small sip from her lime tea, keeping her eyes on John.

"Are you Percy's friend from school, or...?"

"The camp."

That was where he first saw Percy Jackson, although their meeting was very short.

"Oh..."

Sally's expression darkened slightly.

"Is everything alright? Is there something wrong?"

John internally smirked.

Technically speaking, he was currently the "murderer" of Percy Jackson.

'That would be a one hell of a bombshell to drop on her...'

Shoving this hot, busty MILF into a state of total despair sounded promising, but John decided against it.

He already had his personal **** toy—Annabeth Chase.

He intended to dial down his cruelty to the other targets, because people could break so easily when one wasn't careful with them.

"Oh no, everything is fine. Percy is doing great, actually.

I'm just here becasue...I wanted some personal, ah, counseling?"

Sally pointed at herself. Her eyes widened with surprise.

"Counseling? From me?"

"Yeah, it's...about my mortal parent. My mother, to be exact. Percy suggested talking to you might help."

"Oh...I see."

Sally set down the tea.

Her initial wariness was now nowhere to be seen.

The busty MILF looked at John with a comforting gaze that would have warmed his heart if he had bothered to have any.

With a snap of his fingers, John created a veil of thick Mist around them, shielding other mortal's eyes.

"..."

Sally stared blankly forward, her eyes loosing focus as John tweaked with some of her moral codes inside her head.

"Sally? I would like to go on with the counseling."

"What? Oh, oh right. Yes, of course."

Sally snapped out of her coma, blinked a few times, then dropped to her knees on the café floor.

John pulled down his jeans to reveal his cock, earning a gasp from Sally.

"What's the matter?"

"It's...I've never seen such a big one before..."

Sally muttered with a blush over her face.

How immature of her to get surprised when all this young man wanted was a counseling!

"Mmmm..."

The MILF wasted no more time and sealed her lips over the cock.

John growled softly as Sally got to work.

She bobbed her head slowly at first, taking time to swirl her tongue around the cock as it slowly grew in her mouth.

'Mmmm...this cock is so amazing...'

Soon, Sally found it difficult to put the entire length of the erection in her mouth.

She decided to change tactics; while keep slurping around the cock as much as she could muster, she wrapped a hand around the deeper part of the shaft.

Slurp, slurp-slurp!

"Mmm...hmmmg..."

Sally jerked off the cock with a brisk, yet soft movement. She also moaned softly, sending small vibration over the cockhead.

"Gods, fuck..."

Her excessive skill brought John to his limit quicker than usual.

John gritted his teeth and jerked his hips forward as his balls pushed out his seed.

"Glurk...glurp!?"

Sally choked as John grabbed her head and pushed it down, embedding his cock deep into her throat.

The hand that was rubbing the cock slid down, and Sally tapped on the throbbing balls as cum overflowed from her mouth.

After several minutes, John stepped back with a satisfied sigh.

Sally, with some difficulty, swallowed the thick globs of cum down and wiped her lips wit the edge of her sweater.

"...would that be it?"

"Oh, far from it, you slutty bitch."

Sally raised her eyebrow.

However, before she could scold about the offensive word choice, John roughly pushed her onto a table and yanked down her jeans.

"Hey! There is a time and a place for—"

"Oh, whatever."

John pushed Sally on the table and lined up his cock up the puckering asshole.

"Oh-Ooooh, goo-hoo-ods!!"

Sally's mouth opened wide as her asshole was stretched to its limit.

John grunted, forcefully moving his cock in and out of the tight hole.

It was clear that Sally had never been used on her backdoor, making her yet another S-Class fucktoy.

"Yeah, you like this, don't you, slut? I can feel your asshole squeeze around my cock!"

John snarled into Sally's ear.

"N-nooo...I-I never...ah♡"

Sally shook her head, trying to hold back her moans.

She shouldn't be enjoying herself while counseling Percy's friend, especially when he developed a foul mouth during the session.

"Mmmnph...!"

'Oh gods, this cock feels so good...!'

Despite her thoughts, Sally shuddered as a good thrust stretched her anus wider than she had ever dared to.

John smirked, amused by Sally's fruitless effort to fight the growing lust in her mind.

He leaned forward while keeping a steady rhythm with his hips.

"By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be mine. You'll make a useful fuck toy."

"N-n-nooo, I'm not—I—"

Before Sally could form a sentence, or even process what John had said exactly, John released inside her.

"Oooooh...fuuucck..."

Sally moaned loudly, feeling each rope of thick cum splash inside her rectum.

John grunted, pumping in and out to make sure that every reachable inch of her anus was coated with his semen before pulling out.

The cock came out with a loud pop, and Sally trembled violently on her knees.

"Gwooh...gods, help me..."

Sally mummbled to herself, leaning against the coffee table.

Her asshole was streched wide and oozed white goo as she tried to gather herself.

John gave Sally a slap over her ass cheeks, making the MILF yelp and jump in her feet.

"Now let's get on with the counseling. Don't keep me waiting."

"O-of course, dear."

---

A few minutes later, John rested his back on the sofa in the middle of the café.

It was meant to be used by every customers inside, so John erased those pesky hindrance out of existence and took over the furniture by himself.

Sally didn't bat an eye as dozens of people, some of them previously on first-name terms, vanished out of existence.

She had much more important job to take care of at the moment.

"Ah..."

Sally moaned softly as she covered the throbbing cock with her massive tits.

The steady pulse and heat emanating from the erection sent a shiver down her spine.

Her breath became burdened thinking about how thick this cock was and how it ravaged her rectum just a few minutes ago...

The aroused MILF snapped out of her trance when John clicked his tongue impatiently.

"I'm waiting, cunt."

"I-I told you to stop calling me names..."

Sally mumbled, but John ignored her.

Sally placed her hands beneath the massive pair of her own breasts and gently squeezed them together.

John groaned as warm, fleshy tits mashed in from both sides, engulfing his cock like the world's most comfortable pillow.

The tender growls from her client boosted Sally's confidence.

"Do you like this? Hmm? Do you like how my big, fat, mommy milkers squeeze your cock?"

She cooed in a seductive tone that even surprised herself as she used them.

Since when could she be so flirtatious? And how did she know all those vulgar words?

The more she thought about it, the more her head felt fuzzy and confused.

'I...I must've...'

"Move it, slut!"

John snarled, making Sally flinch.

"Y-yes! Of course, sir."

Sally hurriedly returned to bouncing her tits against the massive erection, none the wiser about that she just called John sir.

She squeezed her tits closer to the cock, nearly suffocating it under her voluptuous tits, and moved them at a rapid pace.

Sally moaned softly, feeling the erection sliding between her cleavage.

It felt like she was the one getting fucked by her master and his big, fat, strong cock...

"Mmm..."

The MILF bent down and gave the tip a short kiss. She giggled when the cock throbbed against her skin, obviously enjoying the new service.

Sally swooped down each time she dropped her tits and kissed the glans, sucking up the precum that came along the way.

Gulp...gulp...

"Oh, gods..."

Sally moaned outloud as she swallowed the thick glob of liquid down her throat. She could feel the musky taste traveling all the way down her throat.

With each drop of precum consumed, Sally became more and more addicted to the taste.

Glurk, glurk, glurk!

Before she knew it, the hypnotized MILF was eagerly sucking on the cock while giving a titfuck as well.

John growled and layed back on the sofa, feeling the climax rapidly approaching.

Sally noticed her master's balls twitching too, eager to release the thick, hot load that still designated in her anus.

The thought of her master's semen filling up her mouth, clogging up her throat and nostril sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine.

"Mmmphg, gnnh!"

Sally picked up the pace, earning another groan from John. It wasn't long before he hit the limit.

"Mmmphg!?"

Sally screamed in the middle of her blowjob.

Ropes and ropes of cum shot into her mouth, filling it up in seconds.

One of them hit the back of her throat and activated her gag reflex, forcing her to spill more than half of the cum right back onto the cock.

"You stupid slut!"

John smacked Sally over the head.

"Clean up your mess!"

Sally mumbled an incoherent apology for her mistake and sucked up the cum she had let slip, while gathering the rest with her tits.

SLURP...gulp...gulp...

When Sally was finished cleaning the cock, John snapped his fingers for her attention.

"Now, it's finally time for your pussy."

"Of course, sir. What position do you prefer?"

"Reverse cowgirl."

Sally smiled eagerly. It was a secret to everyone, but the position where she got to ride a huge, fat cock was one of Sally's favorites in sex.

Unfortunately, neither Poseidon nor Paul could reach the length and girth to 100% satisfy her lustful needs...but today, she was going to receive much more than she bargained for.

Sally shivered as she turned around, feeling the massive erection tapping on her plump ass, ready to reshape her womb.

"W-well then, here it goes..."

Sally gently lifted her wide hips.

Her pussy greedily drooled onto the cock as she carefully positioned herself, before slamming down.

"OH FUCK!"

John winced as Sally's scream seemed to literally shake the entire café.

If it weren't for the Mist he had set up, Sally would have alerted anyone in 30 ft radius of what she was doing.

Be that as it may, as soon as she was penatrated, Sally began bouncing her ass up and down in a near-automatic responce.

"Ahha! Ohhh, my goosshh!"

John grunted as the massive MILF ass pounded over his pelvis over and over again.

Sally's fat ass rippled with each slap. Her jaw hung open wide, ushering endless moans and cries of lustrous carnality.

After she, at least, gotten somewhat used to the immense cock stretching out her vagina, Sally looked over her shoulder.

"A, are you enjoying yourself...master? Is this MILF pleasing you well?"

Sally wiggled her ass while the cock was still halfway inside her pussy.

John grunted and gave her a slap over the ass.

"I'll let you know when you're doing a shitty job, slut."

"Y, yes, master!"

Sally whimpered, her pussy getting wet from the discipline.

After that, Sally focused on pleasing her master to the best of her abilities.

She let out sultry moans and heated breaths, swayed her hips from side to side and rolled them for extra twists during her pounding.

Even for John, he was astounded by Sally's sex skills...and the hidden mounds of list within her.

"I'm going to cum, you slutty bitch! Take it in your womb!"

"Yes! Please use my pussy like your cum dump!"

John grunted as he thrust up into Sally, reaching into the deepest part in her vagina before dumping loads of his seeds inside her womb.

"Oooohhh...!!"

Sally let out a long moan and shivered on the spot. The semen filled up her inside like a tidal wave on a beach.

As John slowly pulled out, Sally slumped onto the café sofa.

She was still lost in the ocean of pleasure provided by her master, who now stood over her with a satisfied grin as his newest MILF **** masturbated while his cum dripped from her pussy.

John was about to take Sally to his base at Camp Half-Blood, when a telepathic link connected inside his head.

[Hello? Hello? Master, can you hear me?]

"What is it, Hestia?"

John asked with a small frown.

[I'm sorry for interrupting you, master...but Annabeth is seriously in need of help.]

Hestia pleaded. From the background of the telepathy, John could hear several feminine voices squabbling over someone.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

[The cock you gave her seemed to have simultaneously amplified her lust and decreased her wisdom.

Annabeth had been on a mad rampage on fucking other females she could lay her eyes on. I've managed to prevent her from actually touching your collections, but that only edged her more...]

"Gah, damn it."

John rubbed his chin, wondering how to take care of the situation. Simply removing the cock from Annabeth felt too boring to be an optimal solution.

Then, his eyes moved down to Sally, and a grin cracked over his lips.

"Send her to me."

[O-okay, Master. As you wish.]

The telepathy link unconnected, and with a burst of flame, Annabeth appeared right next to John.

"Mmmppph! Hnnghh!"

John chuckled and blew a whistle.

"Hestia really did a number on you, huh?"

He gave his first **** a pat on the head, which somehow seemed to set her off.

"Hmmmpphh! Ennggghhh!"

Annabeth shuddered violently and rolled up her eyes as his gigantic cock shot spurts of cum into the air and tainted the café floor.

John chuckled again.

"Very entertaining, Annabeth. Let me give you a reward..."

John snapped his fingers.

First, Sally disappeared like a mist fading under the sunlight, getting teleported into her master's bedroom where Hestia would take care of her.

Next, John picked up a strand of Sally's hair from the sofa, softly blew on it, then let it flutter to the ground.

As the hair touched the ground, it defiled all laws of physics and began to grow rapidly.

In seconds, the fleshy blob took a shape of a human.

"Oooh, oohhh..."

The cloned Sally moaned as she rubbed her pussy.

John grabbed Annabeth's head and tilted it to Sally's direction.

"Hmmph?!"

Annabeth's eyes widened as she saw her boyfriend's mother, sitting naked sprawl-legged on the floor and furiously fingering herself.

Her cock throbbed like a spring on a jumping board, spraying more cum on the floor.

"There's your reward, Annabeth."

John said.

"Use her however you want."

And then, he freed Annabeth from her restraints.

As soon as she was freed, Annabeth pounced on Sally like a monkey in mating season.

With a feral growl that no children of Athena should ever make, Annabeth slammed Sally down on the table and shoved her cock inside her.

"Oooohh!!"

Sally moaned outloud.

Annabeth chuckled as she groped around Sally's ass, repeatedly thrusting her hips forward into the cloned Sally.

"You have, no idea how much I've wanted to do this to you, Mrs. Jackson..."

John turned around, deciding to leave the two be for now.

He wasn't particularly into watching other people having sex with each other.

Besides, he also felt a powerful presence nearby.

A goddess was somewhere close...and for whatever reason, she had just willingly let herself get caught in his radar.

"It'll be rude to keep them hanging..."

With an excited grin, John left the 【Cracked Teapot】, looking forward to add another goddess in his list of sex slaves.