Chapter 21: Watching the Jackson Apartment. Part 5: Friday

(Annabeth was in the apartment, leaving to wash the blankets, when Chris arrived, wanting sex with her, and Annabeth and Chris, inside the elevator, started seducing her, and ended in elevator sex)

…

That morning started with masturbation the moment Annabeth woke up, and now she was satisfied, with her fingers wet with ecstasy fluids, a stain on the bed appeared.

Annabeth stared at the ceiling, breathing slowly after masturbating, thinking about the madness she did yesterday with Sherman Yang on that bed.

On that bed, Annabeth fucked Sherman until it got dark by night. All the times Sherman got into her. Every time she sat on it, she jumped with pleasure. Every time he, kneeling behind her, penetrated her ass, which was on doggystyle in front of him.

That fucking day. Fucking crazy sex all the time.

She didn't even know where that fetish came from, but Sherman, teasing her with his body, compelled her to have sex in that room, where Sally and Paul slept, and stained all the blankets with semen each time they climaxed.

From both. Several times.

Both his and hers.

Annabeth still remembered what he said after having come a third time, twice in the vagina, and the last in the ass. He said:

"Meet me at Camp and I'll show you that I'm your best lover, your sexy Athena bitch."

And he left without looking back.

At that time, Annabeth said nothing. She just moaned with crazy pleasure dominating his body, lying on her back, covered with his fresh semen, staring at the ceiling.

Now, going back to the present, she said:

"I'm losing control."

Now, naked on the bed, her clothes - which she took off while kissing Sherman yesterday - were still lying around, and stains of pleasure on the blankets were still wet, pillows on the floor, lost phone and sticky fingers.

That room was really a mess.

Annabeth stood up, feeling the wind touching her breasts, ass, vagina - parts always covered, she felt good feeling something good besides cocks - from the open window, and saw the bed where she fucked one of her lovers.

Messy, stained, and above all, with semen.

"OK. Never here again," said Annabeth, then started to go to the kitchen and start her day. "Never in that bed again."

…

Annabeth left the apartment, wanting to go to the laundry room.

She had the blankets rolled up like a ball in her hands, she had been wanting to wash them all morning, and now she had a chance.

Annabeth wanted to wash everything at once, and at that time she had time to wash them. She knew this by strategy (she certainly heard people saying that they washed their clothes for the week so they wouldn't wait on Friday).

Now it was her turn.

When she got close to the elevator, she clicked the button, wanting to get down at once.

The doors opened. Annabeth came in.

…

At the apartment door, the closed door was unlocked and opened, and Chris Rodriguez saw Annabeth on her back in the elevator, which closed the door slowly.

He smiled. She left the moment Chris entered, and he was there for a while.

Spying on Annabeth since she woke up - arrived at the right time, flying with his flying shoes, and using the fog that hid him from mortals walking underneath (had to thank Ellen later) - and watched her masturbate naked in bed for a long time, burying your fingers on her sweet hot vagina.

Chris got hard watching it. Seeing that naked porn model/actress, with huge hard breasts, nice ass, delicious voice moaning obscenities while touching herself in the right places.

Without resisting - and hidden from people on the street - he started to masturbate watching that hottie blonde masturbating while floating in the air.

It was good. And he came on the wall several times.

Smiling, he saw her standing up, saying "OK, here, never again" and went to the kitchen to have coffee, shower, get dressed, tidying the room, gathering the blankets.

And now, going to the building's laundry to wash the evidence of the sex you had.

Smiling, he went up the stairs, wanting to follow her, and when he had a chance, seduce her into sex soon.

His penis wanted it more than anything now.

…

Annabeth closed the washing machine.

Programming the machine, she left the room, leaving the machine to work while returning to the apartment.

Now she could relax for another day.

Walking down the hall, she found the elevator open, and ran before it closed.

"Hold on!" said Annabeth, realizing that someone was inside. Probably some neighbor.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the door. Annabeth came in and took a deep breath.

"Thank you," she said.

"You're welcome, sexy," said the voice, and Annabeth recognized it.

Looking at the person, Annabeth noticed Chris Rodriguez there, in the Camp Half-Blood shirt, black jeans, messy black hair, with flying shoes from Hermes - his father - on his feet, with his wings swinging happily.

Soon, Annabeth and Chris just looked at each other in the same open elevator.

"Hi, Chris," said Annabeth, looking ahead.

"Hi, Annabeth" said Chris, the same way.

"Did you followed me here?"

"What can I do, my penis is like a compass to find your hot sexy ass."

Annabeth smiled, knowing what he wanted.

"Jake, Austin and the Stoll Brothers told you where I am?"

"Of course. And I couldn't forget you after the sex we had in that classroom."

"My boyfriend lives here. You know that, don't you?"

Chris looked at her.

"Boyfriend? Which one? Connor? Travis? Jake? Charles? What else… Austin ?"

"No. Percy."

"Percy Percy? Percy Jackson?"

"The very one."

"That explains everything."

"Very."

The two were quiet when the elevator closed slowly, beginning to rise, reached a floor, and another couple entered. The two watched the door slowly close.

While they stood there, they both looked at each other discreetly, and smiled slowly. Annabeth knew what Chris wanted with her - sex - and her body wanted it. She was really a sex addict now.

And, day after day, she got used to it. She thought it as… sexually tasty. Her inhibitions were looser at each day passing.

Her lust for each man reached a point that she couldn't resist being close to another demigod now. After the Greek classroom at the Camp… a horny connection formed between her and Chris.

As strangers, they disguised it.

But alone, it emerged more strongly.

Chris's penis went hard.

Annabeth's vagina got wet.

The elevator stopped, and the couple got out.

When the doors closed, the two looked at each other, and the two clung to each other, kissing deeply.

When Annabeth pushed Chris against the door, she pressed the lock button, stopping the elevator right there. Then Annabeth grabbed his messy hair with intensity, kissing him hard.

Chris was hugging Annabeth, who was trying to get his hands inside her shirt. He wanted that sensual naked body before him, wanting wild sex.

"Naughty pervert," moaned Chris, feeling her lick his neck. "Don't even resist me!"

"You started," she said, smiling. "Who told you to be so hot?"

"Who told you to be so fiery and perverted?" asked Chris, taking her wrists and placing her against the opposite wall. They saw reflections on all sides, everyone smiling on all sides.

Annabeth just stared at him, horny, biting her horny lips, just like Chris.

"All your friends," she said, her voice full of lust. "They fucked me through the whole week."

Chris smiled at that.

"Then I'm next on the list, hottie."

They were both breathing hard, and Chris conceded what Annabeth wanted.

"Do you really want it here?" Chris asked, teasingly, licking her neck. "Not on that bed where you're masturbating earlier?"

Annabeth now knew he appeared earlier than she thought.

"No! Here and now," said Annabeth, her voice horny. "Or are you afraid to fuck in the elevator?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm horny." Chris said, licking her cheek. "Horny for your sweet butt".

He stepped away and removed his shirt in front of her, showing off his thin muscular body to her, who liked it. He was not as strong as the others, but he still had "sex appeal". That was enough for her.

Chris tossed his shirt on the floor and hugged it, kissing her heartily, as she scratched his back, loving to feel his warm skin again against her.

Annabeth clung to Chris with desire. She felt his erection in his pants against her leg. She smiled at that.

Chris was going crazy with her breasts inside her black shirt, smiling when he felt those huge and delicious papayas against his chest. The bra made it even more sensual, and he wanted to bury his hands inside it, to take and release her wonderful breasts at once.

He wanted skin on skin, and that pervert wanted that too.

"Ten minutes?" asked Chris, smiling.

"Ten minutes," Annabeth agreed, pushing Chris by the strong chest and taking off her black shirt. "And drive me crazy!"

Chris liked to see her body drawn, wearing only pants and a white bra. He smiled when he saw his sensual lover like that.

Annabeth, enjoying seeing that bastard with a strong chest, six pack, thin, with a bastard face, and the tent set up in his pants, wanting to get out.

Smiling at each other, they kissed again, scratching their bodies with pleasure and the desire to have sex.

With the wild kiss, Annabeth slowly opened his pants as he buried his hands in her bra, feeling her hard nipples inside. She smiled at that, and Chris liked to feel her hands inside his pants.

Annabeth then unzipped his pants, touching his underwear, squeezing his penis.

"This is so wrong," said Annabeth, licking his body down to his pants. "But it's so good!"

"I'm loving it," groaned Chris, feeling Annabeth grab his cock from his underwear, seeing the hard member in her hand.

"It'll get even better," she said, and started giving him a blowjob.

Chris moaned with pleasure at that. Now, with his pants open, with Annabeth kneeling there, giving him a nice blowjob, it drove him crazy.

He liked it when she took the initiative, bending down, taking his cock out and sucking hard.

Chris liked to feel her tongue massaging his cock, with Chris moaning in pleasure as Annabeth looked down, moaning deaf as she sucked, loving to see her lover down like that.

"Fuck, you crazy bitch, yeah that! Want my milk, suck more! You fucking bitch!" moaned Chris, something Annabeth loved to hear.

She sucked with more intensity.

Annabeth was so good at this that Chris felt he was going to ejaculate fast.

"Take milk, delicious!"

And came in her mouth. Annabeth felt the hottie rash inside her mouth, and enjoyed sucking it all.

When she finished sucking, she teased him:

"Have you shot everything?"

Chris smiled.

"Just warming up," said Chris, taking her wrists and pulling her up, kissing her when their faces met, moaning, until Chris put her against the opposite wall of the elevator. "Prepare for a wild fuck, bitch!"

Smiling like a pervert, Chris turned her back to him, licking her back as he squeezed her breasts, slowly lowering himself to her pants.

"Now it's my turn," he said, opening her pants and pulling her pants down, seeing her white panties, with an obvious stain on the vagina area. "Wet and smelling… wonderful!"

He then put the panties aside and started to lick her vagina.

Annabeth had her tongue out, against the wall, with Chris sucking on her pussy.

Chris, smiling as he licked, squeezed her breasts while kissing her ass, licking the cheeks of her ass until he had oral sex in her vagina again.

Annabeth had looked down, seeing her lover sucking on her pussy, wanting to hold on to the mirrors and scratch with pleasure.

She moaned willingly, enjoying it, while Chris, running his hands over her legs, licked her wet vagina and dripped from it, and moaned with pleasure.

"Sexy fuck, that! Make me crazy by sucking my vagina! You big dick!" Annabeth moaned, liking it.

Liking this, Chris sucked harder.

Annabeth, staring at her reflection, smiled as she released herself sexually, moaning with pleasure.

Chris really knew how to do that. He sucked so hard that he wanted sex at once, but he didn't want to seem easy to come fast.

She wanted to provoke him as much as possible.

Chris now squeezed her breasts, squeezing her nipples willingly, while she felt his tongue sink into her vagina.

Annabeth knew what time had passed, because her body was more and more compelled to come.

She moaned, held on, wanting to prolong it.

But, without taking any more, she moaned:

"Take it, sexy!"

And came on his face. Chris smiled at that.

When she got up, she saw his face wet from her vagina, smiling like a pervert.

"Hot bitch - he moaned, pulling her up, licking her face until he put his tongue in her mouth, kissing her.

Then he put her back to him. Annabeth leaned against the opposite wall, and felt Chris pulling down her pants.

"Took it off! I want naked sex now!"

Chris took off his pants, and Annabeth took off her sandals and pants were on the floor. Annabeth also took off her bra, freeing her luscious breasts, while Chris looked mesmerized at them.

"I missed those twins!" Chris moaned.

"My vagina missed your cock," groaned Annabeth, shaking her ass a little. "Come ... give this bitch what she deserves ..."

"I deserve it too," groaned Chris, and penetrated everything.

Annabeth liked to feel that, and she couldn't handle sex.

"THAT'S RIGHT! GO! FUCK FASTER! PENETRATE MY VAGINA, GO DEEPER!" groaned Annabeth, enjoying it.

"FUCKING SEXY SLUT! MY FUCKING TASTY SLUT!" groaned Chris, grabbing her waist, which was leaning against the elevator wall. "THIS VAGINA DRIVES ME CRAZY!"

"SO AS YOUR COCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Now, with her bra slung over her shoulder, exposing her breasts, with her hands against the mirror, watching herself with a dirty face, big tits dangling, moaning as Chris grabbed her thin tummy.

He saw her reflection - her drawn and sweaty body - getting into that hottie vagina. Her ass, luscious breasts, and her flowing hair were reflected, as was the face of a dirty whore he liked to see.

Chris was no different, he showed the face of tireless and perverted that he did in sex. Annabeth was enjoying this more and more.

They really let go of sex, and they liked it more than anything now.

Both saw their eyes in the mirror, smiling at each other.

Thus, they moaned loudly and willingly.

Chris, excited, hugged Annabeth's belly, making her get up, and Chris stood with his back against a mirror, hugging that hottie model tightly, without stopping her sexual rhythm.

She saw his face close and kissed him, drooling as their tongues struggled for control as Chris groped her breasts and she scratched his hair, messing it up completely.

Slowly, the two sat on the floor, without stopping to have sex.

The two, sitting on the floor, had sex with intensity and explicit lust for each other.

"AHH! THAT! GO! SEXY FUCKER!" Annabeth moaned, feeling his hard penis penetrating her vagina nonstop, smiling at herself in the mirror as she jumped.

"YOU FUCKING BLONDE!" moaned Chris, cheerful and smiling with lust. "YOU ARE MY TASTY FUCKING TASK! MY HOT MODEL!"

"YOU'RE MY FUCKING MAN! THRUSTING ME MORE AND MORE!"

"DELICIOUS! BUSTY! FAT ASS!

"MUSCLE HUNK! SEXY! GOOD SEX ADDICT!"

Soon, Chris, sitting behind her, grabbed her breasts, and she took his face, kissing him horny.

They were still sitting, having sex like freaks.

Annabeth, sitting on top of him, continued to jump with pleasure as she kissed Chris.

So, she felt he was going to come, and she wanted hottie semen now.

Kissing each other, they both felt their bodies preparing for their climax. Chris stopped kissing her.

"Do you want my hot milk in the vagg?

"Yes, I want your milk!" groaned Annabeth, smiling.

"Then take it!"

As soon as Chris came, Annabeth broke free and came at the same time. Both screamed in pleasure.

So, Annabeth leaned against the wall, breathing relieved, feeling Chris's hard cock coming out of her vagina.

Chris leaned against the opposite wall, breathing relieved, smiling with another wild sex on the list.

However, when he saw the time on his phone, he said:

"We better run. More than ten minutes have passed."

Annabeth looked at her phone, and understood.

…

A man and a woman had been waiting for the elevator for a long time. Almost half a hour.

When they arrived, they called the elevator, but it was stuck between floors. The man was furious as the woman continued to press the button.

"I called the mechanic!" said the man, nervously. "We need to go to the airport now!"

The woman agreed, and said when she realized:

"Love! The elevator is moving."

The man looked at the numbers coming to their floor, and opened the doors.

Inside, a blonde girl - who lived in the Jacksons - left.

"Finally it worked! she said, breathing." I don't even know how long I stayed here!"

"Finally!" said the man, entering.

"Bye, girl," said the woman.

The girl watched the two enter.

Inside, the two looked at the floor.

"What wet spots are these?" asked the man.

"It must be water," said the woman.

"Elevator delayed and leaked," said the man, irritated. "I said this thing was rotten!"

…

Annabeth entered the apartment again. She was smiling with pleasure won after having sex with Chris.

After getting dressed, Chris started flying and left through a small door on the roof of the elevator.

"See you at Camp, delicious," he said, winking at her.

"Even, you lust hunk from Hermes."

"Purely genetic! Until there!"

With that phrase, he disappeared into the dark outside the elevator.

So Annabeth found the neighbors and returned home.

Inside, she took a deep breath.

"Just one more day," she said to herself. "And who's coming to see me later?"

..

Jake waited for Chris to arrive, and noticed a shadow close to his, flying closer.

"Chris," he said, looking up. He didn't see anyone there, but Chris suddenly appeared. "How was it?"

"Purely horny, man," said Chris, landing next to him. "It was so good that we stained the whole elevator floor all over!"

"Did she make it difficult?"

"Not much. Also, after the pornography that Sherman, Charles and the Stolls did, I realize that they did a good job on her vagina."

Jake smiled.

"Great."

"But man, why drive her crazy like that?"

Jake smiled and put an arm around Chris's shoulders.

"To leave her ready for Sunday, when we have a… good session with her."

"What session?"

The two started walking among people, with Jake finishing:

"Wait and see."