Truth be told, Tyson had his reservations about sleeping with his brother's girlfriend. He didn't really want to do this. He had only suggested it because Percy was being a bit of a jerk. Of course, Percy was drunk. What was Tyson's excuse? However, any reservations disappeared when he saw Annabeth standing in front of him, completely naked. She grinned as she watched Tyson inspect her body, his eyes admiring every inch of her. Tyson could feel his heart race and his breathing increase. His hands were getting sweaty. What if Percy wasn't sleeping with Ella? It would seem wrong to sleep with Percy's girlfriend when he wouldn't sleep with his. Annabeth seemed to notice Tyson's indecisiveness. She walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek. Tyson practically blushed. "Don't worry. You'll be fine."
Tyson was extremely hard right now. Annabeth could practically feel his erection on her thigh. She smiled at him. As if she read his mind, she began taking off his clothes. She tossed his shirt to the side and started to unzip his jeans. Soon, Tyson was standing in the middle of his room in only his boxers. Annabeth's hand gracefully snuck it's way under the band of his boxers.
She grabbed his member and began tugging at it. Her hands were so soft. She pulled his boxers to the floor. Tyson felt exposed, not helped by the breezy nature of the room. Annabeth leaned in and kissed Tyson's chest. A warmth filled his body and instantly Tyson began to feel a surge of confidence. He grabbed Annabeth and carried him over to the bed. He tossed her to the mattress with all his force. She giggled as she hit the covers. Tyson went to get on top of her, when she rolled over on her stomach, shoving her rear in the air. "Spank me Tyson. Spank me hard."
"If you insist." Tyson spanked Annabeth's rear.
Annabeth screamed. "Harder!"
"How's this?" Tyson spanked her again.
Annabeth moaned. "Harder! I'm a filthy slut. I need to be punished."
"I'll punish you." Tyson brought his hand down on Annabeth until her ass was bright red. Tyson got on the bed and came at Annabeth from behind. He found her sopping wet pussy and inserted his erection into her. She moaned loudly. Tyson began thrusting into her with all his might. He went as fast as he could. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.
It was at this point that Tyson realized how flexible Annabeth was. She arched her entire back towards Tyson, who could look down at her breasts. The two kissed. Annabeth's tongue wrestled with Tyson's. She pulled her tongue out and nibbled on his lower lip. This gave Tyson an idea. He lowered his head to her shoulder and bit down hard. So hard that he left bite marks. This didn't phase Annabeth at all. She only let out a light, sexy moan.
Annabeth put her hand around Tyson's back and scratched him. Tyson felt the warm feeling of blood rolling down his back, but he ignored it. Instead this got him to go faster. Annabeth screamed as he thrust into her. He screams grew louder and more intense. Tyson's heart raced faster and faster as he did this. Soon, Annabeth came. The sound of her coming got Tyson so excited that it sent him over the edge. He came, filling her pussy with his seed. Tyson collapsed to the bed.