Clarisse jacking off

Right in the middle of the forest, sitting in a glade, was the daughter of war, Clarisse. And in her hands was a cock. It was huge, around 12'' long and 3'' wide, a behemoth that put Percy's pitiful cock to shame. Precum dribbled from the mushroom-shaped head, the foreskin moving up and down with Clarisse's movements. She was jerking off, clearly. Her pants were off and on the ground in front of her, and her shirt had been rolled up to let her D-cups, which she fondled and rubbed with her free hand. Her face was flushed with pleasure, and sweat beaded her body. She was panting and moaning, not caring who or what heard her, or so it seemed to Percy. What caught the Hero off guard, though, was what she was moaning.

"Percy! Percy! Oh yes, fuck, just like that, move your little sissy mouth," She was panting as she talked, her heavy breathing interrupting the sentence after each word. "Mmmm yes, you're my fucking cockslut, just like that, keep going." He didn't know why, but Percy was aroused by the scene. Maybe it was something in the water, but as he watched Clarisse's hands move up and down that beautiful, veiny fuckstick, his mouth watered with desire, and he could feel a twitch in his own cock, a pitiful 3'', barely a quarter of Clarisse's massive member. Unable to help himself, Percy pulled out his own tiny clitty and began rubbing it in time with Clarisse, never taking his eyes off her and trying his best to stay quiet. Up until that point, the demigod had never realized just how beautiful the daughter of Ares was. She was fit, with no fat anywhere on her body, and had a very appealing hourglass figure. Her face, although with hard features, was beautiful in a strong, Amazonian way. Her light brown hair seemed to shine like polished bronze in the sunlight that filtered through the tree leaves, giving her an almost ethereal look.

Unfortunately, Percy was too caught up in his own pleasure and musings that he didn't realize when he had started making sounds. Clarisse, ever the warrior, heard the sounds pretty quickly and spotted Percy just as he was about to finish. Her eyes flashed with fury and she screamed, "PERCY YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" Percy jolted, his hand still furiously moving on his cock, but he was too close to stop. Perhaps the shame of being caught aroused him even more, but he came a couple of seconds after Clarisse yelled at him. When she did, her face twisted into a horrible mask of rage, and she ran at him, not even bothering to pull her pants up.

"Oh fuck," Percy stumbled backwards as Clarisse neared him, hastily pulling up his jeans before doing his best to run away from the demigoddess. However, Clarisse was just too fast, and Percy was tackled by her. He landed on his back, Clarisse straddling his chest, her cock looming over his head. The demigod gulped, not able to take his eyes off the organ. Clarisse noticed this, and a smile spread across her lips as a plan began to form in her mind.