DISCLAIMER: The Percy Jackson franchise is the intellectual property of Rick Riordan, and is not mine. I do not own any of the characters herein.

WARNING: Shameless smut, PWP. If you're under 18, you probably shouldn't be reading this. If sex offends you, you should leave this fic.

Following her mother's instructions, Drew laid down on the soft carpet, her dark hair beautifully strewn behind her head. Drew took a few deep breaths, preparing herself for another round, and pushing her chest upward. Her breasts responded to this movement, rocking with the rest of her body, slowly shaking horizontally. After a few seconds, Aphrodite knelt between her daughter's legs, then bent at the waist, lowering her head to Drew's nervous hips. Aphrodite began to lick at Drew's pussy, slowly exploring her daughter, which was my cue. I approached Aphrodite from behind, placing my cock at her entrance. Before I began to thrust, however, Aphrodite looked up from her task, changing the angle of her hips and denying me access.

Before I could complain, Aphrodite snapped her fingers, and my cock began to expand. Within ten seconds, it had grown almost two inches, putting me just shy of eight. It had increased in girth as well, making it about two inches thick.

"Cock size doesn't really matter that much for most guys," said Aphrodite. "Anything from around five to seven inches feels about the same, and anything above nine inches just hurts. But that size is the sweet spot. It's thick enough to push against most girls, but not thick enough to actually hurt. It's also the perfect length for deep thrusts. It has to be that exact length; being off by even a few millimeters makes a cock essentially worthless, because eight inches is generally too much. So that's my gift to you, Jackson, for agreeing to participate in this. Be grateful: I have rarely bestowed this gift. You are only the third man to receive it, and it has never occurred naturally." Aphrodite lowered herself once again, and began lapping up her daughter's accumulated cum. Apparently, Drew had been very turned on by her mother talking.

Aphrodite stopped again, for less than a second. "Go ahead, Jackson."

I didn't need any more than that. I placed my newly-perfected cock on the soft skin of her pussy once again, and began to push myself into her. Unsurprisingly, Aphrodite was perfect. Her cunt put exactly the right amount of pressure on my cock, and seemed to mold itself to me, allowing me to enter her with ease. I increased my pace, ever so slightly, and Aphrodite began to moan softly into her daughter's center. Within moments, Aphrodite's cries were harmonizing with her daughter's, as each of them lost a bit of their will to lust. True to form, though, the goddess of sex was not overtaken completely by my cock; despite her cries, she continued diligently at Drew's pussy, rhythmically slipping her tongue just into her daughter's moistening lips.

Aphrodite PoV

Percy's cock slammed into me with a practiced consistency. With every in-thrust, his hips slammed into my ass, making me inhale sharply, and as he pulled back, his cock brushed against the walls of my pussy, making me moan with pleasure. His technique was almost perfect, bringing me almost to orgasm every few seconds. I'm amazed that Drew was able to last so long, even taking into account his new cock.

Speaking of Drew, she was divine. It was clear that she had never been eaten out by a woman before, and although she normally masturbated thinking about Percy, I was her second favorite. Between her moans and soft whimpers, I could hear her breathing "oh, fuck" and "please, Mom," two phrases which excited me greatly.

As I may have said before, cock completes me. For millennia, I've been the slut of Olympus, and before that, I was the whore of the Titans. Whenever a God is horny, they know to come straight to me, and I'm happy to help them out. I've fucked every man, and most of the women, on Olympus at least a dozen times in the last decade, and somehow it never gets boring. I've even sucked off Zeus and Poseidon at the same time, during one of our annual meetings (of the two, I recommend Posiedon; Zeus's cum tastes like forest fires, and I think it upset my stomach.)

But I've never found myself begging for cock. Most guys would happily do anything for me, if I promised them a quickie afterwards. The only problem I have is that most guys don't have enough pace or power; as the goddess of sex, I can take a lot. The one thing I'd always wanted was a nice, hard fucking, and for thousands of years, nobody had been able to give it to me.

And then came Percy Jackson.

Near the beginning, I had been moaning to encourage him, but I was really just playing along. But it seemed like he could sense me faking, and he picked up his pace. I moaned a little louder, but still he caught on, and started fucking me faster, deeper, harder.

And then, for just a second, he gave me what I needed. His thrusts became amazingly deep, and lightning fast. For that second, my moans were real. I tried weakly to meet his thrusts with my own, but I quickly gave up, because I wasn't in complete control of my hips. It was all I could to to continue licking my daughter's pussy, and even that became sloppy. Any other girl would have been stuck cumming for minutes, completely unable to do anything but moan.

And I knew, in that moment, that I had found what I needed.

When Percy slowed back down, keeping me on the edge of unimaginable pleasure, I thought it was because he was scared of hurting me.

"Keep going, Jackson," I breathed between licks. "I can take it."

I began to tongue-fuck my daughter, bracing myself for the pleasure to come.

"I know you can take it. You're the goddess of sluts, you can take anything." Jackson surprised me, not only with his fantastic abilities, but with his apparent self-restraint. "I need to know that you want it."

If I hadn't been so turned on, I would have been offended. Even then, I was a few moments from snapping back at him, verbally fighting for dominance.

But his cock stopped me. I felt myself almost moaning, almost satisfied, and I knew that if Percy had asked me to beg, I would happily beg.

"Please, fuck me harder, Jackson. Slam your perfect cock into my pussy, and cum all over me. I need you to fuck me as hard as you can. Use me like a whore, Jackson."

Drew had been unhappy when I took my tongue out of her, but once I finished talking, she gasped and pushed her pussy toward me, apparently desperate to cum. As I caught her cunt with my tongue, beginning to lick inside of her, Percy complied with my desires, and I melted into pleasure.

Drew PoV

Holy shit, Aphrodite is hot. I never thought I'd hear her beg like that. In all the stories, she makes other men beg for her, but she never needs to encourage anybody. According to the myths, any man would do anything for her, if only she commanded it.

And yet there she was, calling herself a whore, begging Percy to cum on her. At that moment, at least half of my sexual fantasies were fulfilled, although I wish it could have been me fucking her. I have the perfect strap-on, too.

I could feel Percy increasing his speed. My mom began to moan, for real this time, and every thrust pushed her face into my cunt. I could feel, also, that he had pushed Aphrodite over the edge; her perfect cunnilingus deteriorated, although the rhythm her body obtained from Percy more than made up for it. Her eventual orgasm was inevitable.

After a while, Aphrodite seemed to regain some control over her body. She continued to moan uncontrollably into my pussy, but she was able to resume her tongue's motions. She swirled my juices around inside of me, dragging her tongue against my walls to make sure not a drop was left out. After a few minutes, she closed her eyes and retracted her tongue, taking most of my cum with her. She swallowed, which almost drove me to orgasm. I was wet enough that she could have done it again, but instead she extended and stiffened her tongue, using the rhythm of her body to tongue-fuck me. She continued to moan lewdly, and her tongue filled me up, giving me a taste of the fucking Percy was giving her. I lifted my shaking arms to my chest, and began to pull at my breasts, the momentary pain from each tug completely outweighed by the amount by which it amplified my pleasure. After a few more minutes, I lifted my upper body, hoping to get a glimpse of Percy's cock filling up the goddess in front of me. I did get that glimpse.

And what I saw was impossible.

Percy's hips were a blur, literally. He was slamming his cock into Aphrodite with a force that would have torn any normal girl apart. If Percy had fucked me like this, he could have made me cum in a moment, and killed me soon after. Of course, being a perfect fuck, Aphrodite absorbed his speed like a pro, and she was able to redirect the force of his thrusts into the bouncing of her ass. Still, even she had to have a limit.

I was entranced by the rhythmic sound they made. A loud crack reached my ears with every thrust, and every few seconds, Aphrodite would moan involuntarily. The sound of their sex was complemented by a heavy, musky scent, complemented by Aphrodite's permanent hint of roses and chocolate.

And then I couldn't take it anymore. The lust in the room, the passion of their sex, and the tongue between my legs did me in. I didn't have the strength to warn Aphrodite; all I could do was let my body fall back to the floor and squeal as my hips began to vibrate. Within seconds, I couldn't feel my arms, or my chest. I lost control of my hands, and they fell to my sides, numb. The only thing I could feel was my cunt, full of Aphrodite's perfect tongue. She removed herself from me, sensing my orgasm, and gave me a cruelly sexy look. Then she pulled her head back and waited.

Oh yeah, I'm a squirter. All Aphrodite daughters are, as far as I know. It lasts about three generations, so if you ever meet a squirter, you know where it came from.

I could feel the pleasure of orgasm pulsing from my pussy to my legs, and as I looked over my body to Aphrodite, I could see a stream of clear girl-cum flying towards her face. She opened her mouth wide, catching as much of it as possible, although a good portion of it still ended up on her face. With a grin, she swallowed, then moaned as Percy continued to pound her from behind.

Is it possible to begin an orgasm in the middle of another orgasm? No, of course not. So I guess that'll remain a mystery.

Aphrodite PoV

She tasted amazing. Must be genetic.

Percy was about to finish me off, actually. I wasn't entirely sure where he got his stamina or strength from, but I knew that his cock was doing things to me that had never been done before, and I loved it.

And then Drew came again. I don't even know how that's possible, but she did. The quivering of her body intensified, she came again, and then she went limp, apparently unable to move. She gasped for air, and I swallowed her cum again. The warm, sticky liquid slipped down my throat, and I moaned as Percy continued to slam his length into my pussy.

And then, somehow, his thrusts became even faster, and I came. Percy Jackson became the first man to fuck me to orgasm.

My body shook as his cock became covered in my juices, and I melted into ecstasy. I could vaguely feel his cock still thrusting into me, but the feeling was distant. For a period of time lasting somewhere from a few minutes to a few hours, Percy continued to fuck my prone body, and I continued to moan loudly and uncontrollably. Finally, I began to feel again, and immediately regretted it. Without the high of sex, Percy's thrust caused more soreness than pleasure. Before I could ask him to stop, though, he had pulled out, leaving me feeling strangely empty.

"I'm gonna cum," he grunted. Relieved, I pushed myself to my knees and began to suck his large, wet cock, coaxing him to cum in my mouth. I expected him to last thirty seconds at most, and so I was surprised when, after almost a minute, he still hadn't given in. I could feel him coming to the edge, again and again, but somehow he kept backing off.

As I redoubled my efforts, Drew finally recovered from her orgasms, and, noticing my dilemma, came over to join me. I positioned myself on one side of Percy's cock, and Drew, understanding my intention, knelt opposite me. In unison, we leaned in towards each other, our lips just barely touching. She and I started to slide our mouths along his cock in opposite directions. We both used our tongues to clean Percy's cock of cum, both male and female, and swallowed greedily. Together, we drew Percy into a constant moan.

But after three minutes, the moan had not ended, and yet he had not cum. I pulled my head back, and motioned for Drew to do the same. I pressed my face to hers and drew her into a deep kiss, distracting her from the obvious situation, but my eyes were always open. As I suspected, Percy's moaning did not cease. I began to mentally probe at the area around his cock, trying to find the signs of magic, but if there was any enchantment on him, I was unable to detect it.

Percy's arm struggled weakly to his chest. His fingers snapped softly, and he stopped moaning, his ecstasy replaced by a grimace.

Percy snapped again, and I felt Drew go limp under me. Her head fell on the soft carpet, and I fell forward, no longer supported by her body. I put my arms out, hoping to catch the ground, but I was too late, and my face collided with Drew's breasts. That was the last thing I remembered.

Percy PoV

According to my repository of knowledge, somebody just gave me Perpetual Genital Arousal Disorder. And it sucked.

I was balanced perfectly on the edge of orgasm for almost half an hour. The lack of release was mind-numbingly aggravating. And now that it's over, I'm pissed.

The weirdest part, though, is that nobody should have been able to do that. There were probably holes in my preliminary wards, but it would still have taken an extraordinary amount of power to break through them, and I had been keeping track of every being I knew of that had enough power.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from the direction of the door. I glanced to my left, and my eyes were met by the stunning naked figure of Piper McLean. She was every bit as beautiful as I had "remembered". But, somehow, this encounter seemed a bit different.

"I admit that I underestimated you, Percy. I thought that you had only teamed up with some minor god. But you were able to break my spell, which I did not expect. You must be very powerful now. I'm sure that you're wondering if you've met your match" Piper walked confidently toward me as she spoke. Her hips swayed confidently, and a look of mild condescension filled her face.

"Wonder no more, Percy. My abilities are far beyond yours. You will not make me one of your mindless sex toys, happy to be fucked into oblivion." She paused, presumably for effect. "But I am rather horny, Percy. So I guess I'll still let you fuck me. It will just be on my terms, not yours."

She lifted one of her beautifully supple arms and pointed directly at me.

"Percy, get over here and worship your mistress's pussy," she commanded.

But this time I was ready. Piper stared at me expectantly, then repeated her command.

"Did you here me? Get over here and let me sit on your face, slave."

I chuckled noticeably, and Piper became bewildered. While her shock remained, I ogled her body, taking in every inch of her leather-tan skin. I memorized the shape of here breasts, and their gentle bounce. I admired her large, round ass, positioned slightly behind the rest of her body. And, of course, I stared at her beautiful pussy, which would soon be all mine.

Just as Piper began to recover from the shock, I snapped my fingers.

A/N: Short and late, a double whammy! Sorry for being so behind, guys, but writing is hard and procrastination is easy.

So the plot . . . thickens? Sort of. I'll probably continue this for one or two more chapters, at which point it'll be discontinued. Plotless porn tends to get boring pretty quick.

Also, it looks like a lot of the people reading this fic are Naruto fans. I have half a concept for a Naruto smut fic, and, as any smut writer knows, half a concept is more than enough! Maybe that will happen someday, if I ever overcome my procrastination.