AN: ... has a really tough crowd, disliking the gangbang and lesbian chapters I included. Alright, question to you, yes, YOU, I don't have anything against the Artemis and Asteria chapter, but should I remove the gangbang idea from the story? That was controversial, even for me. For those scenes, I could use dildos instead of other Percy's.
Also, why is no one getting the Al Cohol reference?
Time: That Night
"Gah! I'm full!" Calypso made a satisfied sound as she collapsed onto the bed, burying into the sheets with a silly smile on her face.
Percy smirked at her as he shut the door behind him. "What are you even doing in my room?"
He had a very good idea of what she was doing there.
She flipped around to lie on her stomach, swinging her legs childishly as she looked at him. "Just chilling around."
"I didn't know you knew the meaning of chilling around."
"Pfft. Says the person who bought the entire store of Lego." She gave a pointed glance to the massive heap of surprisingly organized toys meant for kids.
Toys that every sensible man with any standard is addicted to.
"Hey! Keep the Legos out of this!" Percy protested, snapping his fingers and transferring all his new acquisitions... somewhere secret for safekeeping.
Let me back up a bit.
Unfortunately, after they had had lunch at the mall, Calypso had not forgotten about visiting Victoria's Secret. Percy was in full-on PANIK mode.
Percy blamed Aphrodite for this.
But fortunately, Calypso's divine face was as golden as his when they stepped inside. His mood lessened to KALM mode.
And then, she meekly stole a shopping basket and moved down the isles in search of appropriate articles of clothing. EXTREM PANIK.
And, then, with all their shopping done, and half the stuff in the mall towing behind them in innumerable shopping carts that Percy had to use his godly strength to pull, the couple had stumbled back into Ogygia at sunset.
Immediately, they had been assaulted by everyone on the island, and after a few hours of explanations and calming down, everything was in its proper place. Except for a few sets of Lego which he had to, however reluctantly, give to Rose and Violet, thanks to everyone's glaring. He was only thankful that Neo didn't share their enthusiasm for Legos.
After the couple had taken a much-needed shower, they had a relatively calm and peaceful dinner, with the twins showering their big brother with love, praise and kisses (platonic of course).
"Can't I hang around in your room?" Calypso asked in an innocent voice, knowing the effect it had on Percy. She stared at him as she laid upside down on the bed, her long caramel hair touching the tiled marble floor. Her amber eyes were large and teary as her glistening pink lips trembled.
Percy stifled a predatory growl in his throat, pointedly looking away from the dangerous seductress, as he moved to the desk in his room, feeling up for another shower before bed.
"Yes, you can." His answer was short, as he tried to stifle the lustful, predatory instincts rearing up inside him, ready to rip into the innocent Titaness.
"And where are you going?" She asked, rolling around in his sheets as she followed his movements with her eyes.
"...Another shower." Percy took his hoodie, which he had carelessly deposited in the chair, and walked into his closet, searching for a spare hanger for the hoodie, Hestia's rebukes still fresh on his mind.
"Didn't you take one already?" Calypso called from outside the closet.
"There is nothing as too many showers." Percy returned, eager for the touch of the warm water again. And more prominently, to relieve the raging boner which he had been fighting with the entire day.
He did not understand.
The raging, insatiable libido that he had would seem a blessing for the women he slept with, but it was the greatest curse he had ever faced. The almost constant erection painfully constrained in his enchanted boxers was torturous. He had jerked off thrice, only three hours ago, in the shower. And now... it was back up.
Percy gathered the towel from the closet and moved towards the bathroom, not caring for the Titaness rolling around childishly and messing up his bed.
Calypso pouted at being ignored, before she excitedly sprinted back to her room.
Percy sighed as he stood naked before the mirror, the sink running to fill the basin. The cold air of the bathroom assaulted his skin, making him shiver slightly as goosebumps ran up his skin. His clothes sat in a neat pile in a basket just outside the shower. A slight breeze blew in through the open window, making the naked Dark god shiver slightly as he splashed his face with the cold water in the basin.
Percy sighed as he leaned back, fully examining himself in the mirror. His finger came up to touch the scar right beneath his jaw, where he had stabbed himself. From there, it wandered to the small scars lining his stubble darkened jaw and chin. His other hand came up to touch a massive, star-shaped scar right below his ribcage, his dark, sea-green eyes following his hands as they wandered over all the scars littered across his body. His left thumb followed a scar tracing his hipbone, feeling the bumpy patch of scar tissue beneath his finger.
Percy sighed, bringing his arms back up to stare at the intricate patchwork of organized scars and cuts that messed up his forearms. It was a surprise anyone was attracted to this body.
He chalked it up to his lean, masculine body with no fat at all, and just the right amount of muscle. A broad chest packed with muscles led to chiselled, sculpted abs and a slim waist with prominent hipbones.
Percy felt a hollow smile curl his lips in a cruel irony as he stared at the scar riddled body that he had once prided himself in.
He had become disillusioned, having come a long way since then.
His eyes wandered to the razor sitting on a stand in the basin, the same razor that had given him most of the cuts on his forearms. A little nick while shaving was a thing of the distant past now, when Chiron had slowly taught the upstart, hyperactive demigod how to shave.
Percy sighed, squirting some of the expensive, sweet-smelling shaving cream onto the brush as he prepared to rid himself of the stubble that he constantly let grow, out of sheer laziness.
Calypso's heart thumped anxiously against her ribs as she stood outside Percy's bathroom, pressing her ear to the door to catch an inkling of whatever was going on inside.
She sighed as she heard the sink turn off as the shower finally turned on, finally moving back from the door.
The Titaness moved to Percy's walk-in closet, and stood in front of the full-length mirror he had inside.
She checked her reflection, trying to make sure that everything was alright for her attempt at seducing her long time crush.
She had probably chosen the most expensive, and the most skimpy lingerie in the entire mall for herself.
Mainly because it did not have fabric at all.
The 'lingerie', which was definitely out of the price range of normal people, was composed entirely of solid gold.
Her caramel hair was let down, falling in a waterfall of gentle curls, cascading past her shoulders to her mid-back. The scarlet rose he had given her earlier was tucked behind her ear. The lingerie she was wearing consisted of an intricate patchwork of gold jewellery, held together by fine gold chains.
It started with a black velvet choker around her neck, with a silver circlet where the chains of her lingerie were connected. She assumed more chains could be connected to it, for 'when her master wanted to go for walks' according to the writing on the package. The two gold chains from the choker on her neck led to two gold nipple circlets fastened around her erect nipples- two pieces of gold that were like rings for her nipples, fastening around the flesh so that she was comfortable. The two nipple rings were connected by an intricate strip of gold chain that was like a necklace of sorts, studded with pearls and small diamonds, nestled over her cleavage. The end of the golden necklace led to two chains that connected to the waist chain resting snugly around her slim waist. Several more chains of gold sprang from the waist chain, forming a frilly sort of skirt, that was supposed to 'cover' her crotch and ass. Besides that, there were gold bracelets on her hands, which were more like handcuffs connected by a long length of golden chain, attached to the choker around her neck.
Calypso's opinion was that she looked sexy in the lingerie, which was surprisingly strong for something so fine, fragile and delicate looking, made from pure gold.
She had washed away all her makeup, and had gone back to her completely natural look, which, if anything, increased her beauty manifold. Her amber eyes shined as she looked over the expensive, fanciful 'garment' she had purchased. Her pink lips were stretched in a beautiful smile, her perfect teeth shining brightly. The golden chains on her body glinted beautifully. Calypso smiled- the gold would look better if she had been tanned slightly, it would look perfect on Asteria or Piper's golden tanned skin.
Still, she could not but feel pride in the way the gold moulded against every curve of her body, as if it was tailor-made for someone like her. Her perfect, smooth milky skin glowed with happiness, and Calypso examined her erect nipples eagerly, wondering how Percy would play with her massive tits. Her hands ran along her smooth, flat stomach to run along the ridges of the waist chain hanging around her waist, and she twisted her head to take a look at her ass, unmindful of her admirable flexibility as she watched the golden chains rest against her sizeable, bubble butt, cool and smooth against her soft, sensitive skin.
Jolting out of her thoughts, Calypso tiptoed back to the bathroom, praying that she had not just spent too much time in Percy's closet stupidly admiring herself when she could have been seducing him.
Shooting a final prayer to Aphrodite, and nervously adjusting her hair and lingerie for the last time, though nothing was amiss, Calypso put a confident smile on her face to hide the anxiety welling up inside her, gnawing at her stomach and making her feel queasy.
What would Percy think of her? Would he think she was a slut for barging into the bathroom wearing that? Would he even like her?
She shook her head, everyone, and she meant everyone, had comforted her that Percy would love her.
Millennia of insecurity and rejection welled up inside her as she finally prepared to confront her crush, the person who could make a smile bloom on her face just by his mere presence, the person who could make her feel emotions she had never felt before with anyone. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she laid her hand on the door handle, ready to take a leap of faith.
Taking a deep breath, Calypso pushed the door open, entering the bathroom with an extra sway in her hips, jutting her hips out with every step, a confident, sultry smirk hiding her nervousness.
The bathroom was large, though that was to be expected, given that everything in the house was large. Right in front of the door was a sink, with razors and shaving equipment, recently used, judging by the water glistening on them.
The shower was still on, a large glass cubicle the size of a small apartment bedroom, its walls translucent and misted over. Calypso's heart unbelievably picked up its pace even more as she spied snippets of Percy's naked body through the translucent glass.
"Having fun, Percy?" She asked, trying her best to strut up to him with all the skill that Aphrodite or Drew possessed.
Her amber eyes danced with glee as she watched the Dark god jump in fright, looking around at her. He almost slipped on the wet, slippery floor but regained his balance, grasping the safety rail that was there just for this reason.
"Fuck, you gave me a heart attack, Calypso", he panted, clutching his heart, "Fuck, wait... the fuck you are doing here... Cal... Calyps.."
His words died in his throat as the Titaness closed the distance between them, finally abandoning her failing lustful act to opt for what she knew better.
Calypso stood barely inches away from his naked, wet body, not minding the hot water that dampened her body, running down her smooth, pale skin, dripping from her nipples, the gold jewellery that comprised her lingerie tinkling like small bells. Her hands clasped behind her back, as she subtly thrust her chest forward, allowing the shower to hit her massive tits directly.
She leaned closer to him, her pink bottom lip jutting out slightly as her wide amber eyes shined with innocent curiosity.
She internally did a small happy dance as she saw Percy's eyes trail over her body, following the water streaming down her smooth skin, his throbbing cock twitching uncontrollably at her innocent facade.
Percy seemed to have lost his ability of speech temporarily, his mouth opening and closing like a flapping goldfish.
She giggled, gently snapping his drooling mouth shut, before trailing her fingers onto his smooth jaw, gently raking his scarred skin with her nails, which looked perfectly manicured, even though she had never really done anything. A cute frown appeared on her face.
"You shaved." She commented, referring to the absence of the perpetual stubble that everyone had gotten used to, darkening his chin and jaw. "I like you with your beard -or is it stubble- more."
And just like the time at the mall, Percy snapped back to reality, though he was considerably different than before.
"What are you doing here, Calypso?" His voice was deep and husky, with an aggressive edge to it.
She shivered, trying her best to hide her arousal as she hugged Percy. "Taking a shower with you."
"And what are you wearing?"
She broke the hug briefly to glance down at her 'dress'.
"It's my new swimsuit for you, don't you like it?" She asked with a cute frown, looking back at the Dark God.
He cocked a devilish, able-to-make-girls-cum smirk for her, as he allowed his sea-green eyes, rapidly darkening with barely concealed lust, to roam over her exposed body blatantly without shame.
A healthy golden blush coloured her cheeks as Percy ogled her. Calypso's heart hammered in her chest, and she could not but feel exposed, vulnerable and nervous.
She wanted this, no, she needed him badly.
With the smirk still plastered on his face, and feeling no shame at all at having his oversized horse cock in full view of the Titaness, Percy reached up and made her squeak cutely as he tweaked her nipple, getting a good feel of her gold nipple rings and her hard, sensitive nub of flesh. "Hmm... these sure do look tasty, Calypso. Do you mind if I have a taste?"
Her face set aflame as Percy continued to play with her nipples and nipple rings, Calypso buried her hot face in the crook of his neck. She moaned softly at the feeling, her lips brushing his smooth skin. The golden blush crept down her neck to tinge her creamy shoulders gold as she tried to hide herself, hugging Percy tightly to make him stop playing with her sensitive nipples.
The plan backfired.
Calypso's blush impossibly escalated several shades of bright gold to the point it made the Big Bang look dull.
The reason?
She felt Percy's cock... quite intimately with the hug. His heavy balls, full of thick, potent cum was nestled against her thighs, and his strong slab of ridged, vein riddled meat, as long and thick as her entire arm was pressed against her stomach. She felt lustful heat from the cumduct along the bottom of his appendage, as large as the average godly cock according to Aphrodite, and it served only to make her wetter, and to fan the needy inferno raging in the pit of her stomach. Even though the length of his cock started from the same height as her thighs, the tip had disappeared somewhere in her cleavage, having travelled the entire length of her stomach, and making the couple moan at the warm, pleasurable feeling of having Percy's cock between Calypso's heavenly pillows. She felt like she was hugging a warmed metal rod, hot and unyielding as it pressed and throbbed against her smooth, flat stomach, and bringing her heights of pleasure that even her long masturbation sessions during lonely nights could not bring.
Percy smirked at Calypso's embarrassed blush, and decided to fan it some more. "You know, little flower, you could have just asked me nicely if you wanted to hug my cock so badly, and I would have gladly let you."
She broke the hug, stuttering incomprehensibly, her blush deepening at his new nickname for her.
Percy sighed at the embarrassed Titaness repeatedly apologizing to him.
Deciding not to respond to her apologies, Percy took another way, his smart, hyperactive brain, wiser than Athena in some selective matters, was already formulating a plan.
Calypso found a bottle of shampoo shoved into her hands.
"If you are gonna join me in the shower, you better make yourself useful." He threatened, taking glee in the way she rushed to carry out his order.
Percy turned to stare at the showerhead, turning off the water as he waited.
The Titaness bustled to carry out his order, before halting as she saw the obvious flaw. Percy was too tall for her to shampoo him comfortably, even with her hands stretched, she could not reach to scrub the top of his head.
She stumbled out of the stall hurriedly, not minding the water dripping off her drenched body to dampen the otherwise dry, marble floor of the bathroom. Quickly looking around, she found what she was searching for, and carried the small four-legged stool back to the shower.
Calypso was not the tallest girl on the island, not by a long shot, (in fact, she was slightly shorter than average) but still, she could not help but feel tiny as compared to the Dark God, whose six-foot-five dwarfed most others, including every female on Ogygia.
She placed the seat behind Percy, climbing up on the stool to gain a foot of height. Despite still being shorter than him, she heaved a sigh of relief as she found that she could comfortably attend to him now.
Squirting some of the sweet-smelling shampoo on her small, soft palms, Calypso went to work. The scent, which reminded her of lazy days spent on the beach, sunbathing naked under the shade of lazily swaying palms, filled the misty bathroom as she vigorously scrubbed her lover's raven hair.
Her fingers scrubbed his scalp, entangling in his silky smooth, soft raven hair, as the foam built up. She continued with her ministrations with a look of cute concentration on her face, her pink lips slightly parted as she panted slightly, ogling his naked, drenched body without shame.
Percy tilted his head back as he felt Calypso's experienced, skilled fingers on his scalp, moaning at the feeling of being shampooed thoroughly by the sexy Titaness.
Her attire when she appeared in the bathroom came foremost to his mind, and his cock twitched.
"Alright, that's enough." He commanded in a hard voice, making Calypso squeak slightly as she abruptly stopped, stepping down from her makeshift stand as she looked up at him meekly.
Percy did not offer her a reprieve. Offhandedly gesturing to the bottle of liquid soap on the stand, he looked back at the showerhead, waiting for her soft, gentle touch, denying his own eagerness to feel her again.
Calypso sighed at what she had gotten herself into as she fetched Percy's soap. She craved to touch the massive meat standing proudly from his crotch, eager to feel the pleasurable sensations again. Forcibly wrenching her mind back to the present, the Titaness took the soap from the stand, again squirting some onto her hands in preparation for a few minutes of vigorous rubbing.
As she rubbed Percy's back, the full reality of the situation hit her in the face, shattering her out of the monotonous chore her hands were occupied in.
Her eyes widened, and she felt like facepalming.
She was literally bathing Percy, something she had always wanted to do, from the point he had first washed up on her island.
Her amber eyes shined with mischief as she finally realized her opportunity to shamelessly grope and feel Percy's solid muscles intimately without shame.
The change was visible to Percy, and he resisted the urge to smile as the innocent Titaness finally realized what he really wanted her to do. However, it was swamped the next moment by pleasure as he tilted his head back, moaning at the feeling. Calypso's hands slid over her entire torso with ease, aided by the soap and water, and she groped and massaged his firm muscles to her heart's content, without holding back.
Her hands slid over his chest, and she explored his chest eagerly, sliding her fingers and teasing his nipples slightly before her hands dipped down to explore his perfectly sculpted abs, groping and squeezing his muscles.
She explored his expansive collection of scars at a slightly slower pace, thoughtfully touching each and every one, wondering what pain he must have gone through.
Percy's stony cold facade finally cracked into a smile at her concerned touches, and he softly squeezed her hand in comfort. "It's not your fault. 'Tis fine."
She pressed her hot face into the back of his shoulder, her cheeks set aflame at his words, as the Titaness tried her best to ignore the feeling of her pendulous, sinful tits mashed up against his broad, muscular back, or the feeling of her nipples sliding and grazing his wet skin, slick with soap, the gold nipple rings amplifying her pleasure.
The foamy soap covered most of his chiselled, heavenly body, his tanned golden skin glistening.
Before she had any idea what was happening, Calypso was grabbed around the waist by a strong hand, and effortlessly spun around, so that she was facing Percy.
Her cheeks tinged gold at his intense, piercing gaze, she resisted the urge to glance down at the massive slab of meat throbbing right in front of her virgin maidenhood, eager for her touch.
"You missed a spot." Percy could not but cringe at his cliché words, but he need not have worried, because the isolated Titaness was not acquainted with contemporary lingo.
"Huh?!" She could not believe he was saying this, after his affectionate tone and warm, caring words earlier.
Before she could say anything more, she was forced to her knees onto the wet marble floor beneath him.
The bright golden blush returned with a vengeance as she came face to face with his cock, throbbing and twitching right in front of her. To Calypso's overwhelmed, lustful mind, the throbbing meat was the most majestic sight she had ever seen, a massive, gorgeous monster that made the heat between her legs grow. Percy's veiny cock glistened with water, its head slightly leaking precum as it arched towards her, casting a shadow on her head, eager for her touch.
"Wh-what do you want me to do?" She stammered, looking at the slab of meat, cross-eyed.
"Are you deaf or something?" Percy's words were scathing, cutting deep. "I want you to clean it."
"H-how do I clean it?!" Her voice was panicky.
"Like you cleaned the rest of my body. Duh." Percy rolled his eyes, though the Titaness could not see him. "Here's the soap."
And he rudely shoved the bottle of liquid soap back into her hands.
Her blush yet to recede, she squirted some of the cool soap onto her hands, and rubbed them together, getting her hands nice and soapy for the wash.
Her hands slick with sweet-smelling foam, she got her first touch of the object of her dreams, wrapping both of her hands around the base of his cock.
The first thing she noticed was obvious. Her small hands did not complete encircle Percy's thick cock, straining to wrap around it.
Wasting no time, she started stroking his cock sensuously, enjoying the feeling of the warm hardness throbbing under her handcuffed arms. Her small, smooth palms slid over the rough, ridged meat with ease, aided by the foam and water. The shower continued to spray them with hot water, but Calypso did not mind- her attention was preoccupied with something much more important.
The Titaness gently rubbed his bulbous cockhead, her hands working on autopilot as she unknowingly, innocently pleasured Percy. Her amber eyes shined as she looked over his glistening skin, memorizing every inch and sensitive spot. Her thumbs rubbed along the bottom of his length, guided by his encouraging words and sounds.
The throbbing in her hands brought a bright, involuntary smile to her face.
Percy groaned as Calypso worked sloppily on his cock. Deciding to help her along a bit, he thrust his hips, fucking her small, soft hands, groaning at the feeling of water and foam lathering his cock, lubing it for her easier movement.
Trying to stifle the pleasured groan threatening to escape his throat, he spoke through gritted teeth, taking pleasure in corrupting the innocent, virgin Titaness, "Calypso... please, can you clean my balls too?"
She did not even bother protesting this time, only nodding eagerly as her left hand moved to touch and fondle his heavy balls, full of thick, potent cum. Surprising him, she did not let up the pace on his cock as she played with his balls.
Percy breathed heavily as he glanced down at the Titaness kneeling between his legs, his cock involuntarily twitching at the look of innocent wonder and gleeful smile on her face.
A shadow cast over Calypso's face as she looked up at his cock from her kneeling position, with an almost worshipful, divine reverence shining in her amber eyes. Her caramel hair, dark and damp, stuck to her face and back as she continued working on his cock, her pink lips parted as she panted slightly.
His eyes wandered to her sinful, curvy figure, clad in skimpy lingerie, and he felt a dark, lustful smile curl on his lips.
Her massive, basketball-sized tits jiggled and bounced deliciously with every breath she took, the golden chains connecting her nipple rings to the black velvet collar around her neck shining. Her sexy waist chain was visible from his point of vantage, the frilly golden 'skirt' spread over her luscious, thick thighs and perfect, round bubble butt. Her back arched as she worked, allowing him to gaze at the intricate network of chains linking every part of her body, her handcuffs, collar and gold nipple rings turning him on.
He thought about taking her for a walk right then and there, dripping wet through the halls of the mansion, but thought better of it.
Her hands were covered with soapy foam as she stroked his thirteen inch, glistening horsecock. Her sloppiness, brought about by her inexperience, made some of the foam drip from his cock to cover her massive tits, but she didn't seem to mind. Her milky, pale tits were covered with soap, making her pale, creamy skin glisten and appear even paler than usual. Water and soap dripped from her nipples, clinging to her nipple rings and chains connecting her tits, her jewel-studded necklace buried under mountains of soap and foam covering her cleavage and chest. Water trailed down her flat, creamy stomach to pool around her crotch, on the marble floor of the shower. Her shoulders tinged gold, the cute blush on her face had lessened, but had yet to recede completely.
Percy closed his eyes, just enjoying Calypso's ministrations on his cock and balls as the shower continued to spray him with warm water. He wondered how long they had been in the shower.
His mind, however, could not concentrate on the topic for long, thanks to the Titaness.
Rather, he was having trouble concentrating on any topic other than the Titaness- how beautiful, cute and sexy she looked at the same time, how pleasurable her soft hands felt massaging his balls, her fingers gently twisting his cock to give him maximum pleasure, as she slowly explored every inch of his cock, discovering his sensitive spots.
"That will be enough." He patted her head, making Calypso purr in happiness at his praise, though she had yet to let go of his cock. "You'll have to wash it now."
She nodded meekly, and moved to wash the soap off.
"Tut tut, not like that, little flower." Percy chided. "You'll have to use your mouth."
"Wh-what?!" Her eyelids fluttered as she stared at him incredulously with wide amber eyes, the previous bright shade of gold resurfacing on her cheeks.
"You heard me right, little flower. Now, get to work." He did not give her an opportunity to respond, as his fist curled in her damp caramel hair, getting a firm hold on her as his hips bucked, pressing the tip of his soap covered cock eagerly to her soft pink lips.
Calypso looked up at him nervously, slightly frightened, before she stuck out her tongue gingerly and lapped the tip, pressed against her lips.
Her eyes widened at the taste. The obviously bitter taste of the soap covering his cock overshadowed by a tangy, salty taste that sent her tastebuds singing in ecstasy, a taste that made the heat between her legs grow, better than anything she had ever had.
Ignoring the taste of the soap, Calypso concentrated on what would be her favourite taste for time immemorial. Just as Percy had predicted, her lips immediately latched onto his soap covered cock, her tongue eagerly lapping and licking his meat.
Her tongue and lips trailed along the sides of his wet cock, her tongue lapping his skin submissively, obediently as she cleaned him up and got to taste more of the mysterious flavour that she had got addicted to after the slightest taste. Her hands did not leave his crotch, however, as they trailed over the underside of his cock with slight, flirtatious touches as she continued touching and massaging his heavy balls. Percy's cock twitched as she looked up at him lustfully, with hazy amber eyes and a silly smile on her face as her pouty pink lips continued to kiss his cock worshipfully.
He decided he could not wait any more for the next step, and using his grip on her hair, jerked her off his cock, and face to face with the tip.
"Treat it like a lollipop," Percy advised, his tone cautionary, his fingers on her head guiding her back to his bulbous head.
"It won't fit-" Calypso panicked, but before she could protest anymore, Percy had thrust into her tight, warm and wet mouth.
He moaned as his knees weakened. No matter how many girls he fucked, just entering a tight, wet mouth after hours of being restrained in his boxers would always be a delicacy.
And then, he forgot that Calypso had never sucked cock, had not even seen a cock before his, and went to town on her mouth.
Using her head, and not giving her any chance to adjust, Percy slammed all thirteen inches of his thick cock into her throat, groaning at the feeling. Her tight throat massaged and pulsed around his cock deliciously, and he felt like he would cum right then and there, the vibrations from her muffled protests, chokes and gags stimulating his cock further.
Calypso gagged violently when Percy slammed his entire meat down her throat, and she briefly wondered how she had ten it without passing out or permanently dislocating her jaw. She blamed her divine genetics for this.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she choked and gagged, saliva dribbling past her lips, undoubtedly bruised from the sheer force of the thrust, and stretched taught around his unyielding meat. Calypso felt like someone was shoving an entire arm down her throat, and she was sure that the tip of his cock was in her stomach. Her throat burned, her eyes watered and she could not breathe. Her cuffed hands slapped weakly against his thighs as she protested to the rough treatment, her chains tinkling unhelpfully.
The saliva that escaped the tight seal formed by her lips stained her chin, before dribbling past to splatter her massive heaving tits that jiggled violently as she struggled to breathe.
Her throat was stretched beyond what was humanly possible, the bulge of Percy's monster cock visible through her distended throat. The black, velvet collar dug painfully into the delicate skin of her neck, acting as an impromptu cockring for Percy's massive meat.
For the first time in her long, lonely millennia of immortal life, Calypso wanted to die.
She wanted to die to escape something that she had always dreamt of, something which... pleasured her body in twisted, obscene ways which she could not understand.
She felt lightheaded from the musky scent permeating from the thick meat in her throat, overriding the strong sweet scent of soap in the bathroom. The butterflies in her stomach had worked up to a frenzy, and she felt familiar pressure building up, and before she knew it, Calypso's fingers were trailing across her wet slit as she got her throat violently fucked.
The Titaness revealed her immortal genes shining through, as her body immediately adjusted to the changes, tilting her head back to allow for easier access to her throat. Her tongue lapped at whatever she could, her cheeks hollowed as she weakly sucked on his cock, trying to eagerly drink the steady stream of pre leaking from his tip. His heavy balls slapped against her chin and throat, leaving red marks in their wake.
Percy almost lost it when she started humming gently on his cock. Her sharp teeth gently raked his skin, adding to the lewd pleasure he felt from stretching her throat to its absolute limits. Not relenting his pace, he continued slamming into her mouth with vigour, not minding her bruised, swollen pink lips or the helpless tears of humiliation streaming down her cheeks.
He marvelled at the way she controlled her gag reflex, outshining any first times he had taken, and continued thrusting into Calypso's willing throat, using his firm grip on her caramel hair to aid his speed. Noticing her fingers absentmindedly trailing across her slit, he smirked cruelly, before leaning down.
Allowing his cock to be lodged to the hilt in her warm, wet mouth, he grabbed a hold of the collar around her neck. After some fidgeting with the silver ring, he found and pulled two golden chains.
Immediately, thanks to Calypso's lingerie's mechanism and mortal ingenuity, her cuffed hands snapped to her shoulders, the chains being reduced to the bare minimum. Instead, the two chains formed a spare loop, which could be used by the dominant to take her for walks.
Percy smirked, his cock twitching at her helpless expression as the Titaness finally understood the predicament she was in. She could not but hold her hands to her shoulders, pressing her wrists to the skin in a sexy position that brought out her massive, jiggling tits, as her handcuffs finally went into effect. Her eyes widened as the heat between her thighs continued to grow, and she rubbed her luscious, creamy thighs together, no longer able to stave off the lustful fire with her fingers.
Percy's cruelty knew no bounds, she thought. But it was a delicious cruelty, a cruelty that made her crave more of him, a beautiful humiliation that brought tears to her eyes as she orgasmed helplessly, making herself look like a cheap, slutty whore.
These thoughts ran through her head as Percy detached himself from her, his cock coming free from her wet mouth with a lewd, wet pop. A thin, glistening string of saliva and precum connected the throbbing, slick slab of muscle swinging between his thighs with her bruised, wet lips. Their connection soon broke under its own weight, only to splatter her already dirty tits with saliva and musky pre, amidst all the foam covering her chest.
Percy released his grip on her hair, allowing Calypso to crash to the marble floor of the shower, unable to defend herself with her hands as she was robbed of her primary support.
She landed on her shoulder, crashing to the wet floor, and stayed there, tears prickling her eyes, ashamed of her growing lust at his aggressive actions.
She laid her cheek on the floor, her skin stinging slightly. She heard the shower finally be closed, and the steady stream of water hitting her body finally ceased. Percy's footsteps crept closer to her, making her heart beat faster at his predatory, stalking gait.
She felt a jerking hold on the chain around her neck, and Percy jerked her to her feet, the Titaness hastening to comply. The dam had finally burst, tears streaming down her cheeks at the humiliation.
Percy did not say anything, but walked towards the large, empty bathtub, her chain in his hand. Calypso tried to stagger to her feet, but when she failed, thanks to her handcuffed hands, she settled for crawling on her knees behind him, like an obedient, subservient bitch.
Seeing him settle down on one end of the bathtub, his cock standing straight and proud as he shamelessly exposed himself to her, Calypso's cheeks heated up. Her bright golden blush crept a few shades darker as he motioned for her to join him.
The innocent Titaness sat down on the opposite side of the bathtub, trying to hide herself from the Dark god.
Percy could not finally take it anymore. He groaned at her density in sexual matters.
"Come here, little flower." His soft words did not match his harsh demeanour.
Seeing her not comply with his words, he took matters into his own hands. Standing up, he took a step towards her, making her flinch slightly. Her amber eyes followed his swinging cock, which led the way, pointing like a compass towards her, and Percy finally stood in front of her.
She looked up at him with nervous amber eyes. "Do you want me to suck your cock again?" She stuttered out, her blush deepening.
"...No." Percy did not elaborate anymore, opting to act instead.
He leaned down, managing to slip his cock between her massive breasts, so that he was hooked onto her nipple chains. He watched her blush deepening as his rock hard horsecock pressed against her soapy tits.
And Percy stepped back.
Calypso almost cried out in surprise and painful pleasure as his cock hooked onto the golden chain connecting her nipple rings. His unyielding cock stood proud as he pulled her along, her sensitive nipples aching blissfully as the nipple rings sitting tightly around her erect nubs of flesh were pulled towards him, and she could not but crawl towards him on her knees, her tits connected to the diamond-hard, massive meat swinging between his thighs.
Percy seemed to take pleasure in tugging her along by her nipple chains, and seemed slightly disappointed when he finally sat down on his corner.
"Wh-what do you want me to do?" She stuttered out, refusing to meet his lustful, piercing gaze.
"Sit in my lap." He growled out, barely managing to restrain himself from ravaging the innocent, virgin Titaness.
Calypso continued to blush as she gingerly sat in his lap in a reverse cowgirl position, careful not to accidentally penetrate herself on the massive horsecock pointing straight at her ass. She leaned against his chest unconsciously, basking in the protective warmth that he exuded, and feeling his warm, naked abs press against her skin. She moaned at the feeling of his warm, thick cock nestled against her sensitive folds, his bulbous head pressing against her clit with urgent need.
Her blush deepened several shades of gold, creeping down her neck as she realised that Percy had caught her pleasured moan. Her warm fluids of burning sexual arousal continued to gush lavishly from her hot, tight and needy pussy, covering Percy's cock with her slick fluids.
"Clean yourself, little flower," Percy ordered gruffly, offhandedly pointing towards the bottle of liquid soap lying abandoned.
She stared at him incredulously.
He stared back at her for some time, before giving an annoyed grunt. "Oh, that. Fuck, seems like I need to clean you myself."
"Fr-free my hands, and I will do it myself." Calypso stuttered out, the blush on her cheeks returning with a vengeance at his words. Her heart fluttered at the thought, her pussy leaking a fresh wave of juices at the thought of Percy intimately cleaning her body, rubbing and massaging her with his rough hands... She rubbed her thighs together to stave off her lust at the thought, unknowingly massaging Percy's diamond-hard cock with her soft, smooth thighs.
If she had had any sexual experience or knowledge, she would have realised that that had been his objective from the start.
Percy grit his teeth as he tried to contain his urge to express the pleasure she was bringing him.
Clenching his abs and grinding his teeth to suppress the physical sensations his body was being treated to, he squirted some of the floral scenting soap in his hands. It was different from the one he had used earlier, but he could not care less.
Rubbing his hands in anticipation of what was to come, and getting his palms nice and soapy, Percy went to work with a silly grin on his face.
His hands touched Calypso's smooth, creamy shoulders, and like a bowl of ice cream in the tropical heat of Ogygia, the Titaness melted in his arms.
He massaged the slender muscles of her shoulders and arms, rubbing her back gently, beautifully, as her muscles relaxed and she finally gave in to his burning, satisfying touch. Soft moans and mewls of pleasure from the restrained Titaness became commonplace as Percy worked on her arms and back and shoulders, putting all of his skill to practice as he prepared her for the storm of orgasmic ecstasy that was to come.
"Mmph, Percy..." she writhed beneath his touch, curving her body into frustrated, delicious positions as she sought to escape his touch, yet her heart craved for more. "Sto-stop."
"Stop? I'm sorry, I can't do that, little flower." He cooed, teasingly rubbing her soft, flat stomach, running his rough, calloused palms along her smooth, milky skin, leaving trails of foam in his wake.
He was determined to make Calypso into a delicious cake, complete with icing, that only he would enjoy.
Calypso finally used her godly powers to flash herself out of the gold lingerie she wore, making Percy frown in slight disappointment as the frilly, sexy waist chain he had been touching disappeared. Immediately, her right hand came up to clap over her mouth and stifle the pleasured moans leaking from her.
Her other hand clasped the edge of the empty bathtub for support, but still, she refused to make any attempt to resist his touch.
Percy grinned as he finally moved to touch her massive breasts, something which he had been jerked off to many a night.
Yes, you read that right. Annabeth had jerked him off while whispering to him about how delicious Calypso's tits were.
Years of practice kicked in as he expertly massaged her tits, expertly finding all of her sensitive spots, learning what she liked most as he tried every little trick that he could think of.
His rough, calloused palms kneaded her breasts, playing with them softly as he massaged her smooth skin, soaping her tits up nicely. His strong, wicked fingers explored with a mind of their own, pressing and tugging, lightly raking his nails along her smooth skin, gently drawing circles around her sensitive areolas.
He tweaked and tugged her large, erect nipples, flicking them gently as he took great care to thoroughly soap them. The foam covered her tits as he rubbed and massaged, taking care to rub the saliva and precum splattering her chest into her skin, like lotion. Her creamy skin glistened, slick with foam and water when he was done.
Calypso moaned and whimpered and writhed, pressing against her diamond hard chest as he explored her chest, her toes curling in pleasure as she squirted hard, orgasming for the fourth time since she had started stroking his cock. The thick, ridged meat was pressed deliciously against her pussy and clit, slick and glistening with her juices.
Percy continued to massage her chest and play with her nipples, a smirk plastered on his face at her reactions.
Finally, deciding he had had enough of her teats, he travelled back down her slim stomach and waist.
Calypso tensed at his wandering fingers, her thighs unknowingly spreading apart to give him unrestrained access to her, tight, sweet pussy.
Percy, however, had other thoughts on his mind as his fingers enclosed around the bulbous head of his cock. He stroked his throbbing, erect cock, getting it thoroughly covered with soap, and making sure that every inch of his rough, veiny skin was covered with soap and Calypso's warm nectar.
Of course, stroking his throbbing meat pressed against her pussy had the unavoidable effect of making his knuckles graze against her pussy and clit.
Resisting the urge to thoroughly soap her pussy with his foam covered cock while he played, ahem, 'cleaned' her ass with his rough, soap covered fingers, Percy finally decided to attend to her pussy directly.
His soap covered fingers traced circles around her slick, sensitive slit, as his cock rubbed against her slick inner thighs, making sure to cover her glistening skin with foam.
His strong, rough fingers found her sensitive clit without issue, roughly massaging and lightly pinching her sensitive nub of flesh. Trailing along her puffy pussy lips, covered with her slick nectar, he resisted the urge to dive in and feast on her undoubtedly delicious pussy.
Wrapping a strong arm around her waist to hold her in place in case she thrashed around too much, Percy dove into her sweet pussy, deciding not to torment her anymore by holding her sweet pleasure.
And maybe just as well.
Percy's idea of holding back for anyone's first time was taking care not to pound them into oblivion, so far, only Annabeth, after years of practice, had been able to take that. Perhaps Aphrodite could, but that... observation was still not experimentally confirmed.
Pushing three fingers into her pussy as his thumb teased her clit, Percy was met with the reaction he expected.
Calypso arched her back, burying her hot face in his neck as she bit down hard on his skin, trying to muffle the scream threatening to tear her throat out of her as she orgasmed the hardest she had yet, squirting helplessly all over the still empty bathtub.
Percy gritted his teeth as her teeth dug into his skin, almost drawing blood. He was sure that he would need that checked up on the next day.
Not giving her a moment to recuperate or catch her breath, Percy started pumping his fingers in and out of her tight pussy, making lewd, wet sounds as he introduced her to an ocean of pleasure.
Her velvet walls pulsed and spasmed around his strong, rampaging fingers as he thrust them with almost violent fervour into her virgin pussy, hitting all sorts of pleasurable spots that had taken Calypso years to find.
Tears of humiliation and shame welled up in her eyes as blood rushed to her cheeks, Calypso arching her back again as she felt the climax of another blissful session approach her.
At this point, she was fully prepared to wake up in her messed up, sticky sheets in puddles of her own fluids, as wave after wave of toe-curling ecstasy washed over her.
Her mind turned blank with pleasure, a grey haze of lust that brought stars swimming in her vision as she orgasmed again around his fingers, hot tears streaming down her cheeks.
And again, Calypso felt humiliated and used as Percy held her close, his cock throbbing against her clit and still squirting pussy. Her inner thighs and pussy were buried beneath heaps of sweet-smelling foam, interspersed with stretches of clear, musky smelling fluid that Calypso had washed off her panties too many times to count after masturbating, to be unfamiliar with.
She felt his abs, warm and hard, against her back. It dawned upon her that the thundering in her ears was not only her heart, but rather, her smoking hot lover's as well, as he came down from an excited high.
A slight, flattered smile curled up on her lips as she watched Percy finally turn on the tap, lukewarm water filling the tub.
He flipped her around effortlessly, so that she was facing him again. Unconsciously, her thighs wrapped around his waist as she pressed herself closer to him, her amber eyes searching his face as she pressed her soft palms to his scarred chest, feeling his heart thumping against his ribs. She ignored the soaped up, slick, hard cock still throbbing against her wet, glistening cunt.
Her mind screamed at her to mount the monster cock her rough, animalistic lover possessed, and ride him raw till she fucked herself into a blissful, orgasmic coma.
Her amber eyes searched his face for any hints of deceit or ill intent, but came up with nothing.
Before she knew what she was doing, Calypsoleaned in wordlessly.
Sparks flew, sending goosebumps up her smooth skin as her warm, soft lips met his in a searing kiss. Her toes curled in pleasure as she finally kissed her long time crush, shivering as his strong arms wrapped around her possessively. Their lips danced in tandem as the two kissed, Calypso moaning subtly into his mouth as her swollen, bruised lips were ravaged by Percy. Her sweltering pussy screamed for attention, pressed against his throbbing length, and thoroughly coating him with her fluids. She did not mind the fact that she was getting soap everywhere as their slick, foamy bodies slid up against one another, hungry for touch.
She finally broke the kiss, golden-cheeked and breathless, a thin strand of saliva connecting him to her bruised lips. She felt the tub slowly filling with water as the tap behind her worked, the lukewarm water gently lapping at their bottoms as the Titaness nestled comfortably in his lap.
"Practised kissing properly?" Percy asked with a raised eyebrow, his lips twitching.
"I had a lot of time." Calypso, surprisingly, managed not to stutter horribly as ichor rushed to her cheeks, and she looked away from his damnable, piercing dark gaze.
"Good girl." He cooed, making her blush impossibly harder as he leaned up and gently nibbled her creamy collar bone. "I'm feeling tired, little flower. Will you do the work for me?"
"What work?" Her eyelids fluttered as she finally realized what he was referring to. "O-oh..."
He smirked, leaning back and spreading his arms in a grand manner as he reclined over the edge of the tub, his dark, lustful eyes following every movement of the hesitant, nervous and embarrassed Titaness. He knew what she would do, and just to speed up the process, he added, "You don't have to do it if you don't want to. I won't love you any less if you don't."
Immediately her nostrils flared and she glared back at him with blazing caramel eyes.
"You think I'm chicken, do you? I have come so far, I'll go the entire way." She stated proudly, jabbing her thumb at her massive, swinging tits. After a moment, her enthusiasm seemed to drain away, and she looked back at his throbbing, massive erection, as large as her entire arm, with thinly veiled nervousness.
She gulped, before steeling herself.
Pressing another soft kiss to his lips, she raised herself, and positioned Percy's thick, bulbous cockhead at her puffy pussy lips, lightly grinding her leaking cunt on his well-lubed cock.
Her amber eyes flickered to Percy's dark sea green, reassured by the soft, gentle smile on his face that completely contrasted his earlier rough, aggressive and dominant actions.
She pressed herself down on his cock, throwing her head back and moaning softly as she finally felt his unyielding meat slip inside, rampaging past her weak resistance, aided by all the fluids gushing from her sex.
She whimpered, feeling as if his thick cock would rip her in half as she lowered herself further, so that his tip was nestled against her hymen.
She glanced down at him. "I-I ca-can't go any more." Her tone pleading, "Please help your little flower, sir."
If he had been surprised by her choice of words, Percy did not reflect it. His grin not faltering even once, he laid his rough palms on the slim waist he had been massaging earlier. Looking back up at her and meeting her slightly scared amber eyes as he tried to distract her, Percy slammed inside.
Just like so many before her, Calypso arched her back, screaming out to the world to let her pleasure be known as the Titaness finally lost her much-treasured virginity to her precious lover. She felt his cock violently rampage past her cervix to slam into her womb and almost rip past it, whatever meagre resistance her tight, millennia-old virgin cunt provided almost negligible for the Dark god. Her stomach bloated as Percy's cock found its way to the back of her womb, an obscene bulge showing on her stomach, reaching from her pussy all the way to just beneath her chest, every ridge and vein visible.
Calypso turned to look back at Percy, her amber eyes teary. Initially, Percy thought that it was from the pain of losing her virginity, but he was forced to reconsider his stance at her next words.
"I'm sorry, Percy."
"Calypso...?" His voice showed that he was truly and utterly bewildered by her sudden words. Before he had a chance to speak further, she interrupted.
Her soft palms wrapped around his wrist, and she tearfully raised his arm to press her lips to the extensive patchwork of self-inflicted scars. Percy's eyes widened as she kissed his scars one by one, starting from his wrist and moving to his chest. Ignoring the butterflies in his stomach or the warm throbbing of his cock in her womb, he stopped her. "Calypso, whatever happened, it wasn't your fault."
"No!" She shook her head adamantly, her wet caramel locks flicking water, "I could have been by your side, but-but..."
"I shall hear none of this from your lips ever again, Calypso. You saved my life, it was my fault for not being there for you." His voice was firm and commanding, hiding the rapid beating of his heart.
She ignored his words.
"You went through so much pain." She whispered against a scar on his chest, her lips brushing the rough patch of scar tissue. "The pain that I went through just now... it's still nothing compared to what you went through. Millennia of isolation cannot compare to what you went through in twenty years."
His eyes widened as he saw that she was on the verge of tears, and Percy reached the only way he could think of. He growled, before attacking the Titaness mounted on his cock.
The two landed in a position Percy was much more familiar with, with the gentle Titaness pinned and squirming beneath him. The water splashed out of the tub thanks to their rough actions, but Percy could not care less as the two submerged themselves in the tub, underwater.
Calypso looked beautiful, Percy thought.
He kissed away her tears, smiling huskily as he nibbled her neck, completely ignoring her feeble protests.
"Shut up, little flower. I'm trying to do something productive here." He said, referring to the purple hickeys that were beginning to bloom on her pale skin in his wake, all over her neck, jaw and chest.
Calypso writhed beneath him as Percy kissed her soft, smooth skin, sucking on her sensitive neck and collar bones. She briefly wondered how she could breathe and talk underwater, but chalked it up to Percy's Poseidon genes.
"I retract my earlier statement. I'm no longer tired, and find a surplus of energy in my body that has to be put to productive use."
His eyes twinkled as he looked down at Calypso's naked form with a silly grin on his face.
"Just a little bit here and then we shift to the bed, alright? I don't want to break this tub having sex and then have Hestia shout at me."
She bit her lip, refusing to look at him. "You should not talk about other women when you are with one, Percy." She explained as if talking to a child.
Percy's excitement could not be budged. "That's exactly what Hestia and Thalia said!"
She looked annoyed. "You know what, Percy...?"
"What?"
She fixed him with a sultry stare, a sexy smirk on her face as she spread her legs, presenting herself to him. She did not mind the fact that they were underwater, or that she had been crying a few moments earlier.
"Shut up and fuck me."
AN: ...Alright. Keep calm and CR7!! Keep calm and LM10!! (The South American midget)