Chapter 29: Twins Drive Her Crazy

(The Brothers Stoll have a private encounter for Annabeth at a moetl, far away from Camp, where Annabeth liked it so much that it resulted in a crazy threesome all night in the room)

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Annabeth wanted to relax. She wanted more than anything.

Since she received that strange coin from Athena (which didn't even look like Athena, but rather her Roman version: Minerva - the least preferable version of Athena, in Annabeth's opinion), she wanted to relax.

She wanted to be happy, and she had many reasons for that.

Argo II was in the final stages, Jason recovered more and more of his memory over time, the monsters were away from Camp (less than normal, at least) and a Capture the Flag was scheduled in two days.

Everything she wanted to happen was happening.

But that coin, that damn coin, took it off her smile completely.

That coin was not normal. That damn stupid cursed coin. It clearly meant danger. But where, and why?

That weird conversation at Grand Central Station was in Annabeth's mind, repeating itself like a movie over and over.

Avenge me! If you join them, you are not my daughter. I don't care about this Percy. If he went over to the Romans, let him perish. So you are nothing.

Annabeth shook her head, wanting to stop thinking about it.

If Athena was like that in the Minerva state, then Annabeth preferred the Greek version of her mother more than the Roman.

It was all too confusing, and it affected her too much.

Not even fucking Jason (which was like fucking Percy for Annabeth) helped her relax as she wanted. As soon as the lust subsided, Annabeth was nervous about it again.

So he slept (with nightmares), woke up badly, barely ate, and ate slowly. So much so that he finished eating now, an hour after everyone left.

And, feeling her pocket, Annabeth shivered.

That damn owl coin is back. She gave up. After throwing it out on the street, at sea, in the woods, in the Camp's garbage place, even in the Forges, among the pieces of metal that Hephaestus' offspring used.

Nothing. That coin was like Percy's Riptide (another memory of him, thank you, Athena, thought Annabeth seriously). It always came back all the time in her pocket.

And with that, she remembered that she hadn't researched that damn gift from Minerva.

This would require research, but her mind did not calm down in any way. Annabeth knew that. Without calm, she had no concentration for anything.

While there, alone in the Dining Pavilion, at Athena's table, Annabeth was tapping her hand nervously there, wanting to be distracted in some way.

Suddenly, as if reading her mind, Travis and Connor appeared.

"Hi, Annabeth," said the two at the same time.

Annabeth turned, seeing Connor and Travis Stoll, the children of Hermes. They were both like her: Camp shirt, pants, sneakers, and a mischievous smile on their faces, almost the same.

"Twins," said Annabeth wearily.

The two twins looked at each other.

"She's really tired," said Travis.

"I got it right! Are you sleeping well, Annabeth?"

"No. Difficult night."

The twins nodded slowly.

"Well, come to that place," said Connor, with a folded paper for her.

Annabeth took it, confused, and started to open it, before Travis stopped it, placing his hand on top of the paper.

"Open it yourself," and winked at her.

Seeing the two more slowly, Annabeth realized what they wanted.

"Sorry, clones, but I'm too tense for that."

"And that's why you need to go," said Connor, touching her shoulder.

"I don't know if you know, but Connor and I know how to relax a woman," said Travis, smiling a her.

"That's true. Katie really needed this. She can say nice things about that."

"And my Oklahoma girlfriend too."

"I don't even know if it existed."

"She existed!" said Travis. "I have photos and videos to prove it."

"It's not necessary ... yet." Connor winked, and looked at Annabeth. "Trust us, we know how to relax you."

Smiling, the two walked away.

Annabeth saw them both disappear, and saw the paper.

Without much to do, she decided to join in the fun.

…

There's a Hotel room at that address for the three of us. Come with dirty clothes to get more dirty;) And be a naughty who likes to be. After all… nobody knows us there.

Read Annabeth, with the address underneath. It was really far, close to Greenwich Village, and the hotel looked more like a "motel with a two-sided mirror in each room and bathroom".

Annabeth has seen these places in movies. She also saw the time to go. At night.

She doubled the sex invitation again, wondering if she wanted to go or not.

The conversation with Minerva was still there, in her mind, the magic coin was on the table. Annabeth started walking through the empty Cabin, her mind heavy, and by the time, it was still a while.

She sat on her bed, and lay down.

There, she felt her phone vibrating with a message, and she picked it up to see it.

There, it was a selfie of the Stoll Brothers, shirtless, in front of the mirror, smiling at her, and the caption.

We can't wait for our night. It will be a good threesome!

Annabeth felt hot now, slowly, and more and more with each second. Those two might not be as strong as Percy or Jason, or Charles or Tyson, or Austin or Sherman, but they knew how to seduce someone, and their bodies always got her off balance.

Looking at the image for a longer time, Annabeth felt her panties wet, and so she stood up, typing:

I will leave both of you exhausted for your lovers, sexy twins!

After sending, she started to choose the "right clothes".

…

The hotel was as Annabeth knew it was: a motel.

As soon as she got out of the cab, wearing a sleeveless shirt - torn behind, thanks to a monster, but still fit to wear - and denim shorts, with black sandals and a backpack on her back, Annabeth started to approach the motel.

The place had three floors, impressive, and in front was a dirty reception, with two people passed out. At the counter, a woman with a wig and heavy makeup was there, smoking bored, and saw Annabeth approaching.

"Hm, beautiful and young," said the woman, acidly. "Enjoy this pretty face and actress body when it lasts, blonde. Beauty rootens fast. So, are you going with a client?"

Annabeth thought the woman thought she was one of the "paid girls" who, from what she heard when she arrived by taxi, knew that they were already acting in rooms right now. And, without needing to be justified, Annabeth said:

"Two, actually."

"Humbpt, greedy. Always with more and more. A month from now you will want a sausage party just for you."

Annabeth laughed at her dirty joke and took a piece of paper from her pocket.

"They're in that room." She showed the number on the paper the Stolls gave her.

The woman saw this on the computer (from the box) and said:

"Oh, there. Two naughty twins. You can see in the face that they would steal you if you look away. Do you have a wallet?"

"I never brought it on duty" Annabeth kind of liked to pretend it.

"Terrible. Will they dope you and leave you in the middle of the desert in your underwear? How can you get back to the city? With money inside the dildo inside the vagina?"

"You speak as if it happened," said Annabeth, hearing the sincerity in her voice.

"Yes ... if it had ... happened ..." the woman gave her the key. "Enjoy them both. By their net shirt, they must be in the same business as you. You will have fun with them, greedy?"

"Nets shirt?"

"Transparent. I saw their bodies… you are really greedy, huh. Quality meat" she laughed, and coughed. Annabeth moved away from her. "I hope you can walk after the fun, sweetie. Now go have fun with your copied call boys. Naughty threesome are the best ..."

"They are," said Annabeth.

Annabeth, key in hand, walked to the right floor.

…

It was enough to knock on the door once for the two to answer.

Annabeth saw that they really wore the net shirts, revealing their muscular body at will, tight pants, and thick black sneakers. They both saw what Annabeth was wearing, and smiled.

"I'm glad you came, babe," said Travis, approaching behind her. "Hmmm…. V at the back… I liked it!"

"And that hot body all dressed up ... it's kind of hot, isn't it?" Connor teased, walking in front of her.

Annabeth felt Travis pulling on her backpack, and Connor kissed her right there.

Annabeth let herself go completely, enjoying that time completely.

"A woman mistook us for prostitutes," groaned Annabeth.

The two laughed at that.

"We know. She called us call boys," said Connor.

"So let's do what she thought," said Travis.

Travis and Connor entered the room, and Connor started kissing Annabeth as Travis closed and locked the door behind them.

The two kissed while he tried to take his shirt off.

Looking to the side, where Travis stopped, she saw Travis taking off his hammock shirt right there, revealing his body completely.

Annabeth was thrilled to see this.

Connor then stopped kissing her and took off his hammock shirt right there, and threw it on top of Travis's on the floor.

He then hugged and kissed Annabeth willingly.

Annabeth started to run her hands over his bare back, loving the feel of his skin, wanting more and more of it.

Right behind her, Travis hugged her from behind, with her feeling his erection pressing against her leg while Connor's erection was against her other leg in front of him.

Travis then grabbed her shirt by the waist, trying to take it off. Connor noticed her slim belly and started playing with his hands.

Annabeth, stopping kissing her, raised her hands and let Travis take off his shirt right there.

Her gray bra was revealed.

Travis then tossed her shirt on the floor and licked her neck while Connor tried to open her pants.

He succeeded and lowered her pants, revealing her gray panties, with her huge ass on display now.

She let Connor pull his pants down, waiting for them to take off their lingerie to get laid.

But, strangely, they stopped and stood in front of her.

Annabeth looked at them, confused, and Connor said:

"We want to do a show for you."

"Something to relax you with," said Travis, pointing to the bed.

Annabeth, now too horny to think about stopping, walked over to the bed and sat there.

Connor and Travis approached, and Travis said:

"Let's be the hot hunks you deserve, naughty."

So Connor moved away, sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, and Travis sat on the bed, pulling Annabeth on top of him, she sitting on top of him, and the two started kissing.

Connor watched Travis and Annabeth kiss on top of the bed, in front of him, non-stop as they moaned in pleasure.

The two kissed without shame. Travis was sitting, running his hands on Annabeth's back, who was scratching his messy hair as he smiled during the kiss.

And when Travis put his hands inside her bra, Annabeth groaned wildly.

"Call boy."

"paid girl."

And they kissed again.

Connor liked to see friends like that. He knew they were having an affair, with Annabeth screwing Travis whenever they could - they were brothers, they always said things like that - and now he was watching in front of him.

"Fuck, it's like a porn movie," said Connor.

Annabeth and Travis smiled at him, and kissed again.

Connor, erect and hard, ran his hand over his pants, watching the two of them kiss and kiss, moaning.

Soon, Annabeth stood up, and took off her bra. Her breasts appeared right in front of him.

Travis, taking and smelling her bra, stood up and grabbed her body, kissing her as he threw her bra at Connor.

Connor felt the bra fall over her chest, and he picked it up and sniffed it.

Travis, moaning with pleasure, grabbed her panties, on her ass, making Annabeth smile in the kiss.

"Hmmm… stop!" she said, breaking the kiss, being playful. "Your brother is here!"

"He does not care!" said Travis, hugging her waist. "He even fucked you!"

"In several places," Connor said, joining in the fun. "Several times."

Travis smiled at that.

"And I fucked my girlfriend in your bed, back home."

Annabeth was stunned, but Connor looked calm.

"He told me." he said when she looked at him. "He said he came on my blankets, and I slept on their semen without knowing it. Fucking bastard."

"My sexy clone," Travis winked at Connor.

"My two tough underwear models," groaned Annabeth, looking at the two, winking at each other. Annabeth then looked back at Travis. "So ... eat me in bed! Be my crazy male… and fuck me like you fucked your girlfriend."

"You are horny for her," moaned Travis, standing up, Annabeth wrapped her legs around his waist, and he put her against the wall. "We fucked in my whole Cabin, always where she had sex with me."

"I can't help it," said Annabeth, and Travis licked her neck, making her moan. "I love to imitate your hot fucking girlfriend!"

"And I love to fuck my hot lover."

The two kissed again.

"Fuck, I'm loving watching you two," said Connor, starting to feel his hard cock inside his pants.

So Travis stood up and placed Annabeth against his body, with her hugging her legs around his waist.

Travis and Annabeth continued to kiss, and Annabeth took his face and licked his mouth, smiling when he kissed her again, and he started walking, placing Annabeth against the wall.

Connor looked at the two of them against the wall, kissing, and smiled excitedly at the scene.

"Damn, I want to do so much with this hot girl."

"Do it later," Travis said, his back to him, still kissing Annabeth. "It's my turn now."

"Sex with that model first," groaned Annabeth. - The clone comes later.

"Deal," said Connor.

Connor then unzipped his pants while the two lovers kissed in his office, against the wall, moaning incessantly when his hard cock came out.

Annabeth slowly opened Travis' pants, wanting to get his dick out of there.

When she did, she put her feet on the floor, and she grabbed Travis' chest.

Travis was pushed on the bed. He was completely naked, and Annabeth, also completely naked, crawled on top of him, smiling at her lover, and kissed him again.

As they kissed, the two were getting ready to fuck. Annabeth stood on doggystyle on top of him, kissing him over and over.

Soon, she grabbed his cock, preparing for sex.

"Do you want my body, sexy?" Annabeth teased, licking her mouth.

"Of course, you fucking big tits," Travis moaned, smiling. "Be my fine whore."

"Be my call boy."

She then penetrated his cock into her vagina. The two groaned enjoying it.

The whoring started off good, even with Annabeth out there looking for him. Travis felt more excited to fuck like that.

…

From the balcony, in the middle of moans that happened, Agnes heard moans similar to the voice of the blonde paid girl in the twins' room. She smiled when she heard their joy there. After all, their room was above the reception place.

She looked up, as if she saw the three of them enjoying themselves, and said to herself:

"Naughty things in threesome are the best. Hahahahahaha…" she coughed more. "Ah, what should that horny blonde and two hunks are doing? I wanted to be a fly to see them in action..."

…

Connor saw Travis's black pants on the floor near the door and his underwear at the end of the wall, near the bathroom.

Smiling slowly, he followed Travis's scattered clothes, seeing Annabeth's pants, bra and black panties opposite the floor, her sandals and Travis's sneakers to the bedroom door. Everything scattered everywhere.

And when he looked at the bed, Connor saw Travis lying there, naked, with Annabeth on top of her, with her breasts free, grabbing her breasts, jumping on top of him over and over. The bed creaked with every fuck she made on him.

Connor liked that. His two friends were fucking over there, and he was excited about it.

Travis and Annabeth didn't look at him, just focused on what they were doing, and moaned over and over.

Connor, with his hard cock in hand, decided to be a pervert like his friends.

Soon, he, surprising Travis and Annabeth when they realized, began to masturbate.

"Don't stop," he said, smiling as he touched himself. "Don't stop, you freaks. I saved you from your girlfriend from catching you before, so let me see you fucking this hottie, you fucking pervert."

Travis, excited, took Annabeth's face and kissed her, with him now nipping nonstop into her vagina.

Excited, Annabeth grabbed his head, and kissed him like a sex addicted whore, moaning like crazy.

Travis moaned. Connor moaned as he masturbated.

Everything in that room was just a bitching.

Annabeth was scratching Travis' strong chest, which moaned more and more, enjoying the bitching she was doing in Connor's bed. He looked at Connor masturbating, and felt another burst of pleasure.

Fucking in the bed of others was one thing, but being watched fucking by the brother, in the motel bed, with the friend's lover. It was too good.

Travis moaned thick obscenities, free of common sense or care, just like Annabeth, who was looking at Connor's cock while riding on Travis's cock.

So she smiled and teased him, licking two fingers from her hand, and pointing at his hard cock

Smiling with that, Connor stood up, he hugged Annabeth's sensual body, and started kissing her sensuously.

The two hugged each other, moaning dirty things as their hands explored their heads to their asses.

Connor moaned like them, masturbating slowly as the two of them jumped up and down on the bed, kissing her while she jumped on her brother.

Soon, she stopped kissing him.

"Fuck… be seen… by two fucking muscle guys," groaned Annabeth, looking at Travis lying and Connor standing next to her. "Fucking fuck!"

"Who is the best?" Travis teased, smiling, lying down. "Which one of us fucks better?"

Annabeth smiled, and scratched Travis' strong chest. He groaned at that.

"I'm going to have to… fuck him," she pointed at Connor, smiling. "To know better."

Annabeth jumped over Travis, who groaned more, enjoying it.

"I'll come, hot blonde!" he groaned.

"Inside," she said. "I want… mixed cum… of the two… HA! In my vagina! THERE IS!"

Annabeth came after Travis poured semen into her. She looked up, enjoying this.

Soon, she stepped off Travis, seeing Connor with a hard cock standing there, and she took his cock, pulling him slowly in front of the bed.

"I want it on the floor," groaned Annabeth. "Come on, hot clone."

Connor let himself be pulled by Annabeth to the floor, leaving Travis in bed, naked, enjoying that night more and more.

From the bed, he saw Connor without pants, with Annabeth, still naked, jumping on top of him, who was lying on the floor of the motel room, jumping on Connor like Annabeth did with Travis five minutes ago.

Olympian genetics was fucking good.

Smiling, Travis felt himself stiffen at that, and saw the door and window open.

"Fucking bastard," he said, going to the door and window. "If you want to be a good pervert, last longer."

"She's in a hurry," groaned Connor.

"A LOT," groaned Annabeth.

"I'll close it," he said, getting up and touching the door. - If we make a threesome later.

Annabeth looked at him, and licked her mouth, put three fingers, drooled on them, and spread the saliva on her breasts, smiling.

"She said yes," Connor groaned. "Me too."

Smiling, Travis closed the door and windows, and walked over to them.

There, Annabeth took his dick and started sucking.

Travis liked that. He looked at her jumping on his brother's dick while sucking on him. It was fucking hot. He let himself take pleasure in it, enjoying that sexual activity more and more.

Annabeth looked at Travis standing, smiling and moaning at him, she still feeling Connor's cock penetrating her wet pussy, leaking cum with every fuck.

It was good and crazy. And Annabeth loved sex for that.

"I'll come!" groaned Connor.

"Me too," moaned Travis.

"At the same time!" groaned Annabeth, looking at the two. "I want two ... at the same time."

And she sucked again.

Connor and Travis exchanged glances, and smiled as they felt more and more freedom, ending in a climax united in the body of that hot Annabeth.

She liked it when she received their semen, hot and good, all over her sensual body.

The three relaxed, happy to have come at the same time.

"More ..." groaned Annabeth, on doggystyle on the floor. Fresh semen dripped from her mouth and vagina. "Sex… more…"

Travis and Connor exchanged looks, and smiled.

"So, brother?" asked Connor. "Should we have a round 3 with this hot paid girl?"

"Since when is it wise to ignore a sensual blonde addicted to sex?" Travis asked, smiling.

So the three touched her body, carried her to the bed, threw her on top, and started to stay on top of her, licking everything on her body.

…

Agnes heard louder moans, louder than most around him.

"The dirty blonde is having fun," she said, smiling. "Ah, that reminds me when I was her age ... ah, good times."

With the reception empty, Agnes took a big vibrator out of a black box under the computer, so she took off her pants, lowered her panties, turned on and stuck it in her vagina.

Hearing the moans, she asked:

"Ah, blondie… what are you doing?"

…

Connor prepared to shove his cock in her ass, with Travis aiming his cock at her dripping vagina.

"Ready?" asked the two at the same time.

"Fuck me hard."

They both smiled, and Travis stuck his penis in the vagina while Connor stuck it in the ass.

Annabeth received both at the same time, and she fucking liked it.

She moaned with each trap they gave her. She felt more horny and wild now.

It completely overwhelmed her.

Lying down, the two of them met without fear or shame, just moaned deliciously while Annabeth received everything with desire.

…

Agnes heard the bed creaking harder, smiling as she played with the vibrator over and over.

Smiling, she picked up the pace with the groans of the three, obviously professionals, having sex with young energy up there. She smiled, bit her lip, scratched the counter and moaned as she masturbated.

"I want semen!" groaned the girl, too loudly.

"Ours?" asked the two aloud at the same time.

"Take it, girl. Accept it," groaned Agnes, looking up.

"I accept!" shouted the girl.

"On three!" groaned the two.

Agnes counted on them, preparing to come, and came hard when she heard their climax up there. She smiled at that.

So she sat down, leaving the vibrator on the floor, wet, and Agnes, smiling victoriously, looked at the computer, and clicked on the surveillance system, seeing the three of them there, on top of the bed, lying and covered, satisfied with the sex they had done. .

So she stopped filming right there.

"One more for the collection" Agnes smiled, laughing weakly. "Ah, I love my job."

There she sat, enjoying the stasis for as long as it lasts.

…

Annabeth looked at the ceiling, with the twins relaxed, one on each side, after finishing telling what had bothered her since yesterday.

"And it always comes back. This is driving me crazy."

"What?" asked Travis.

Annabeth lifted her torso, and reached for her pants under the bed. How it got there, Annabeth didn't know. There were many clothes scattered around the room.

In bed, Annabeth took Athena's strange coin out of her pants, the twins looked at the same time.

"What is it?"

"I don't know," she said. "And it's killing me."

Annabeth felt tense and anxious again, the hand with the coin was shaking slowly, she was breathing fast.

But, she stopped when Travis took the coin, and saw it against the light.

"It looks old," he said.

"By the metal and drawings, she must be four thousand years old," said Connor.

"We would never steal something like that," said Travis.

"Only when a collector pays," said Connor.

The twins laughed.

Travis looked at Annabeth, and tossed the coin out the window, bouncing away.

"Hey!"

"You said it looked like magic on your pants," Travis said. "Like Percy's sword?"

"Yes, but ..." Annabeth was interrupted when Connor kissed her.

When he stopped, he said:

"So forget it for today" he patted her breast, hardening with lust again. "For today, have fun with us. Even more."

"You are as smart as you are beautiful and sexy," Travis said, licking her neck. "You'll find out, but now ... jump on us again, go."

Annabeth felt them both harassing and kissing her, and she was surrendering more and more again.

So she lay down, with the sexy twins getting on top of her, ready to fuck more.

That night is going to be fucking awesome. Annabeth smiled widely at that.