Thalia calls Percy a “two-seat ride.”

For a moment, Percy’s expression was one of perplexion. “What?”

Thalia ignored Percy and stared directly at Annabeth instead. “Annabeth. I have to stay a virgin, and—“

“You’re asking for permission to sit on his face?” Annabeth cut in.

Thalia went kurt and nodded. Her pale, freckled cheeks went bubblegum pink, and her eyes sparked like snapping electricity. “Well, Percy’s a two-seat ride, isn’t he?”

“Sure,” Annabeth said, standing from the bed. ”Let’s get undressed then.”

Without question, Thalia and Percy didn’t precisely say what Annabeth said. They got naked within seconds and fell back into bed. Only it wasn’t the daughter Zeus between his legs this time, it was Athena’s girl, and she was all over his cock. A tongue flicked out and teased his glands— melting the thoughts of getting caught, or perhaps this wasn’t right in an instant. Something about her being down there between his legs felt right. He didn’t want her to go away.

Annabeth locked her maw around his tip and washed it with her tongue, giving extra attention to his shaft as her hands worked themselves all over him. Balls, base, the midsection— all the way to her lips were sealed, privately showering his gentleman’s sword with saliva and a smooth tongue.

The nature of the blowjob was intense, but nothing he couldn’t handle. Percy brushed back his girl’s hair and flexed gently forward, stuffing her cheeks with his cock for a few passes before she gags and recoils. A wet and noisy handjob takes place as she pants. Her breath came out warm but cooled his penis as it brushed against him. Nothing to deter him away from her or her from him. Before he could get too comfortable with just Annabeth, however, Thalia pulls him back and has him lay flat on his back.

Hovering above him was a glistening pussy. Shaved to a goddess's hygienic standard. He licked his lips, and his mind went temporarily dizzy. As soon as Thalia lowered herself to Percy’s lips, however, his mind went blank, and he wasn’t sure what to do.

Only the vague sensation of his cock being sucked on came to mind. There was a distant registration of Thalia’s gash too, but the shock prevented him from doing anything. She shifted her weight to straddle his head securely. “What are you doing down there?”

At first, Percy thought perhaps Thalia was talking to Annabeth, but he felt her nails dugs slightly into his sides. “C’mon, Seaweed br-AHH~!!?”

Percy darts his tongue out and lashes Thalia’s pussy, opening his mouth to get a better taste of Zeus’s daughter. Her nails dig deeper, and she clutches her legs tighter as her nerves are rattled with a new sense of pleasure. “Oh, shit! Percy~!!”

The sound of surprise and pleasure coming from Thalia makes his cock harder, which is already slick with Annabeth’s saliva. Then, somewhere in the background, there’s a loud and prominent “pop,” which is followed by an ancient Greek curse. While the taste of Thalia’s honey floods Percy’s mouth, his cock is engulfed by something tight, warm, far more intimate than a mouth.

There’s no doubt that he’s inside Annabeth’s slit. The sensation of being his cock shoved into a tight space wasn’t anything particularly new to him, but it was still only familiar to just this morning. A steady separate beat started to grind and drop on his cock while rocky ride rode his nose, mouth, and chin- forcing tingling flavor over his mouth and down his throat. Percy couldn’t tell if Thalia’s girl-horny was good or bad; all he knew was that it made him hornier and much more perverse.

His hips bucked subtly towards Annabeth as she struggled and panted, holding hands with him and Thalia, working his rock-hard penis into her snatch until he was balls deep and stuffed all the way into her womb, teasing his tip with lewd intentions. She wiggled, moving his spear left and right, playing with his dick like a cat with yarn.

Percy forced Thalia closer to his mouth with his free hand and moved his face slightly to the side to breathe. The smell of sex was all that greeted him. A scent he only knew was unique to Thalia because it was she that was all around him. Something hot, something alive, something only she could produce in such an intimate time. He ran his tongue into her pussy, gathering her fluids like it was the nectar of the gods. Thalia was holding back all of her moanings, but as Percy got braver, she allowed some of her moans and grunts to spill into the cabin, joining Annabeth’s as she dropped, rode, and moved around.

Perfectly split, Percy threw himself forward, sending the last few inches straight into Annabeth, finally achieving balls-deep superiority. She let out a fantastic howl that could be made in sexual bliss. But, blinded by Thalia’s curves, Percy has to paint a picture of his girlfriend with her mouth open and her blonde locks in an unkempt condition; she rides his cock all the way to the tip and then all the way down to his balls, grinding between motions as she touches herself and plays with her clit.

Being the newest to such a thing, Thalia is the first to experience her orgasm. She makes a weird squealing noise and closes her legs tightly around his head before she finally let out a sharp gasp and all of herself out on Percy’s mouth. The tingling taste of her liquids sparks and snaps on his tastebuds like a weird candy, but she laps it up anyways and makes sure she’s finally before he finally pushes her off. She heaves on the bed, idly touching her wet pussy as she watches all of his attention dials in on Annabeth.

Their eyes met. Annabeth’s gray eyes were clouded with lust, and her tan cheeks were rosy. Her tits were freed and bouncing. She was much more sluttier in person than Percy assumed she looked like while his vision was blocked. Seeing like this, though, only makes him want more!

She grabbed her and pulled back down. Her pussy never lets go of his hardness. Her chest was flat against his as he fucked all sense and intelligence out of her. Their tongues joined and shared the taste of their female friend. The snapping residue of the orgasm that exploded in his mouth fueled the demigods to new levels of pleasure. They pulled away from each other and just stared into their eyes. So many emotions. So much love and compassion- yet there was a lack of respect and modesty.

“Percy!! Don’t pull out! Oh, my gods! Don’t pull out!” Annabeth said, her eyes spilling with tears. “I want to feel it~!!!”

Perhaps Percy knew better, but before he could ask for confirmation. Annabeth shook and started squirt, showering him with clear liquid, and she let out a hot breath over his face. Her mouth is a big “O,” and her eyes are squinted with an expression so lewd that it also set him off.

Their fingers locked together, and his hips went briefly wild, smashing into her lock a piston in a bronze-battling machine. Then he exhaled and stared into her as the feeling of ecstasy ran over his entire member like a tidal wave that spurred straight into her womb. Annabeth curled her toes and let out small gasps as she felt her boyfriend dump the largest load of half-blood babies into her.

She huffed. Staring in almost disbelief that she just allowed herself to be creampied in the heat of the moment. She falls on top of Percy and just catches her breath. All 3 of them rest for a moment, taking in everything that just happened at once.