Chapter 1: In the Forges

(Missing Percy, who vanished misteriously, Annabeth walked around Camp Half-Blood until she reaches the forges, meeting Charles Beckendorf there. Suddenly, a wild sensation dominates her)

...

Annabeth could not believe it.

Even after those days, she still could not believe it.

Percy Jackson, her boyfriend, disappeared a week ago.

It was so sudden. One night: happy couple thinking about the future, the next morning: disappeared.

Since then, Chiron, the camp's director, has mobilized all the forces of Camp Half-Blood to locate Percy.

Days passed, no results.

They all came and went with investigative news: Grover, Nico, Thalia and the Hunters, some brave enough campers.

And still nothing.

Annabeth tried to communicate with Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, and her mother, and no results.

In the last month, for some reason, the gods on Olympus seem to ignore their demigods (more than usual lately), since Dionysus, another camp director, left one of these days and did not come back since.

If Percy didn't disappeared, that fact would make life at Camp be wonderful. But with all this happening in sequence.

Annabeth did not believe in coincidence.

She was going to Cabin 3, but did not go in there.

She stared at the building for a while. The Cabin of Poseidon had two inhabitants, both sons of Poseidon: Percy and Tyson.

Tyson the Cyclops (long story) was not there. He, like the others, searched for Percy relentlessly.

And Annabeth believed that his disappearance will be more complicated than just "finding him."

For now, she could only wait.

...

Annabeth was walking through the Camp, wanting to get distracted somehow.

He tried to read a book, fight, swim, fight more, climb the wall with lava.

None of that worked.

It was not the same without Percy.

As she walked, she encountered the forges that the demigods of Hephaestus used.

There, Hephaestus's offspring used to make weapons for everyone in the Camp. There, where new inventions were made.

But now, everything was empty.

Annabeth found this strange. That place was always full.

Curious - and happy to think of anything - she came in.

...

The place was empty, the machines were still, the equipment was still warm (proof they were in use not long ago) and her footsteps echoed around.

The place still had light from the forges, but no one to use it.

As Annabeth walked, she noticed one more noise in the place. She stopped walking and realized the sounds were close.

She went to investigate and saw Charles Beckendorf there, hammering a red-hot sword.

He kept hammering until he stopped abruptly.

"Oh, hi, Annabeth" he said. His voice was grave and focused. "I did not see you coming."

Charles took off his heavy apron and heavy brown gloves, setting them on the next table.

Annabeth stared at Charles. He had thick, strong arms, big chest, short hair, almost bald, and black skin.

"Hi. I arrived now "she said. "Why is it empty here?"

"Good question" he said. "It's been like this for two days straight. I think they're helping with... well... that.

Charles didn't have to finish. Annabeth already knew.

Percy.

Everyone at the Camp was helping, so it would not be surprising if they were helping too.

"That may be" she said with a tired expression. "I'm tired of it, too."

Charles looked at her.

"Do not worry" he said, putting a hand on her shoulder. He is strong. "We'll find him. Trust the gods."

"I wanted to" she said. Soon she felt hot. "Wow, it's hot in here."

"Yes. Heat for the metal. Not to mention you're close to the molten metal."

Annabeth glanced sideways, noticing a few barrels of molten metal - a bright yellow liquid.

Annabeth quickly stepped away from them.

She looked at Charles, and saw that he had taken off his Camp shirt.

"But I must say, it's really hot in here."

Annabeth saw Charles twist his shirt. A little sweat dripped from his twisted shirt, like a towel.

Annabeth noticed herself looking at his back. They were big and black. The lines of the muscles formed shadows near the forge.

Charles turned, and Annabeth saw the big, wide chest of him, with a six-pack underneath. Biceps and wide triceps and long arms.

He looked like a football player, or a UFC fighter. Those muscles are big.

After all, working with hard metal and heavy weapons, those muscles were needed.

"Any problem?" Charles asked, pulling Annabeth out of her trance. "Are you alright?"

Annabeth blinked. Sweat was in her eyes.

"Yeah. It's the heat."

It was half truth. She was really attracted to Charles's body.

Thinking about it, she was confused.

Days without Percy have been strangers to her. And she knew why.

She misses sex.

No sex for days until now, and that was driving her crazy.

Every now and then, when a shirtless boy appeared randomly, she felt a strong attraction to him. Her body required sex, and the demands were stronger as the days went by.

Annabeth thought she missed her boyfriend.

But a voice inside her head suspected it might be more than that.

Annabeth thought her head was too full, so she started walking toward the exit.

But suddenly, she stopped.

That place was still empty, she thought, smiling slowly.

She felt a strong sensation dominate her body. Stronger than on other days.

She looked at Charles again, and saw that he was about to put the shirt back on.

Looking at his chest was enough for her defenses to fall.

Her desire won. She really wanted that. She NEEDED a lot of it.

Returning, she asked:

"Will you stay here long?"

"Yes. I have ten swords to make today. I told Silena I'm staying here all afternoon."

Annabeth remembered Silena Beureguard, daughter of Aphrodite and Charles's girlfriend, telling her earlier that she will train with Pegasus today.

"Great…"

She stopped behind him, and Charles turned toward her.

Suddenly, she kissed him.

Charles's eyes widened as Annabeth thrust her tongue into his mouth. She hugged his neck and put a leg around his waist.

When the kiss broke, Annabeth began to lick his sweaty chest.

He smelled so manly, she thought.

"Annabeth! What are you doing?"

"I can't take it anymore!" she said, looking into his eyes. "I really need it!"

And kissed him again.

"Please, I need that a lot! Have sex with me!"

Annabeth realized that Charles tried to resist, but was gradually giving way.

He hugged her back. Annabeth felt his tongue penetrating her mouth.

Their kiss was wet, full of sweat and moaning. Annabeth pulled away, forming a saliva tip between their mouths.

"You're right, it's really hot in here."

Suddenly, she took off her shirt from the Camp - also sweaty - and threw it on the floor near Charles's.

Charles stared at her breasts, covered in a white bra. She was lean and slender, like one of the models Charles saw in magazines - he also had needs.

Her blond hair was pinned to a ponytail, and his tight pants emphasized her big ass.

Charles surrendered to his arousal. And Annabeth already gave up.

He walked over to her and kissed her willingly.

Annabeth jumped and hugged his waist with her legs. She felt his hard cock under her pants in her vagina. And because of the size she felt, it was huge. That made her horny grew more.

"There's a myth about our parents" she said, breathing as she stared at him. "Athena and Hephaestus, I mean."

"They fucked? Was not Athena a virgin?"

"She is. But they almost fucked."

Annabeth took one of his hands and placed it on her chest. Charles loved to feel her breast. It was big and soft.

"Tell me more" he said.

Annabeth smiled, then kissed him as she shook her pussy into his covered erection.

She lifted her legs and stood, running her hands over his sweaty body, licking his nipples, and reaching for his pants.

"Wow, that's huge" she said, her voice full of heat. "Blacks are really huge."

"You thought it was a myth?"

"Myths are true here. So I believed."

She opened his pants, and his erection jumped out.

It was huge, pulsating, and ready for sex.

"Then: Athena and Hephaestus."

Annabeth began to tell him as she massaged his erection.

"Well, one day, Hephaestus was in his forges, doing things." She kissed the head of his cock. "And Athena came, wanting weapons. But he felt strong emotions for her, and... "she began to suck.

Charles began to moan, liking what she was doing. He took her head.

"And?"

Annabeth took his mouth from his cock.

"Well, Athena, wanting to remain a virgin, pushed him away and tried to leave, but he tried something else."

She sucked more and more. Charles was enjoying it too much, and wanted more.

"Hephaestus done it? He fucked her?"

"Well, yes and no" she said, standing up. "If you want more, you're going to have to get in here." She took off her pants and panties, pointing to her vagina. "Do it hard!"

Charles, breathing heavily, saw Annabeth take off her sneakers and pants, standing completely naked before him.

"Would you like?" Annabeth starts to shake her breasts.

Charles, in response, walked over to her and kissed her intensely, taking her in his lap and touching his cock in her vagina.

"Ready?"

"Bring it on!"

Charles crept in slowly, and she sank straight his penis into her vagina.

Annabeth opened her mouth, moaning hard. Her eyes rolling with pleasure.

Then Charles began the rhythm, and she hugged his neck, moaning like a porn movie star.

Annabeth was jumping, bouncing with pleasure, on his penis. Charles was moaning like her, clearly enjoying it. That good addictive sensation is back. Her body missed that sexual lust.

That heat. That pounding. That strong muscled man touching her, kissing her, fucking her.

It's awesomely thrilling.

But then it stopped. Annabeth looked at him in confusion.

"Tell the rest." He demanded. "If you want my giant cock in you again."

Annabeth was breathing deeply, gathering her breath. She liked his demanding side. Ordering her to fuck her again.

"Well, Hephaestus was hard and touching himself, wanting to have sex with Athena, but she kicked him in the crotch before escaping his grasp. Hephaestus layed on the floor, along with a piece of her skirt, while jetting semen on it. The union of his semen, her sweaty piece of her skirt, on earth, was born a mortal baby."

Charles's eyes widened in surprise.

"Seriously? Semen and sweat can make a baby?"

"You know the gods. Their logic is weird" she kisses him again. She enjoyed his droll in her mouth. "He was called Erikhonius, who was a king of Athens, and..."

To make her stop talking, Charles kissed her again. Annabeth let his tongue penetrate her mouth.

"If we hit the floor, would a baby be born?"

"Who knows. Do you want to try?"

Charles then entered again. Annabeth was surprised. He was very big, and very yummy.

"Let's finish what our parents started" he says.

"With pleasure, my hunk!"

Annabeth then kissed him as she fucked him hard. She was enjoying the sense of sex too much, even more so in a public place where anyone could come at any time.

The danger made things more dangerous for her, and she wanted more.

"Lay down!" she said. "I want to pound you lying down!"

Charles removed his cock and layed down. His erection pointed to the ceiling, pulsing with lust.

Annabeth bent down, and penetrated his cock into her vagina again.

The rhythm started again. She moaned as his cock touched deeper and deeper inside her. His cock is big and good. Mhe myths are right: black people really have big cocks.

They moaned as she jumps, going up and down, touching her breasts while Charles, with his hands behind his head, enjoying the sight of that blond hungry for cock moaning his name.

Annabeth then passed her hands on his muscles, licking his nipples as Charles grabbed her butt, squeezing her big cheeks with his big hands.

The two then kisses, moaning as their tongues intertwined and saliva bursts from their mouths.

It was not long until Charles said:

"I'm going to cum!"

Annabeth weighed more, and felt her climax. A wave of pleasure filled her body. That sense of pleasure returned. She missed that a lot.

"Come on me!" she said suddenly. "I want cum rain on me now!"

Annabeth left his penis and layed down. Charles, masturbating, pointing his cock at her, said:

"Cumming!"

From his penis, jets of white semen spurted from, dripping on her and around her. Annabeth, breathing, felt his hot semen dripping down her skin. It was delicious.

She, satisfied, took some sperm in her belly and swallowed it. His semen tasted sweet, and very, very good.

"Yeah. That was wild" he said, completely satisfied. He looks at the ground. "Nothing was not born."

Annabeth, remembering this, said:

"I'm glad we're not gods. Otherwise we would have a family right now."

Charles laughed a little, and gave Annabeth a hand to rise up.

Embracing him tightly, she said:

"I still have time... do you want a round two?"

Charles grinned.

"I did not know that a daughter of Athena was such a wild hungry for sex."

"And I did not know that a son of Hephaestus would fuck so hard."

They both began to kiss.

But, before she touches his hard erection, a female voice suddenly called out to Charles.

"Charlie! Love? Are you there?"

It was Silena Beureguard. Close by.

In a hurry, the two of them grabbed their clothes and began to dress up.

When Annabeth put on her shirt, she realized she was twice as big as she. Looking at Beckendorf, she saw that he was wearing her shirt, trying to fit it, which was two sizes smaller than his body.

Noticing his shirt on her hand, they exchanged and dressed.

In the next second, Silena appeared.

She had the same shirt as them, and her black curly hair and blue eyes remained as beautiful as ever, like her slim figure and sweet voice.

"Ah, there you are." She noticed Annabeth. "Hi, Annabeth."

"Hi!" she said, trying to hide the surprise and recent lust. "I came by to see how the swords are going. And it's not over yet."

Silena put her hands on her hips. Her body was like that of Aphrodite's daughter: beautiful, thin and voluptuous. Her breasts and butt were, as she named: boys' eyes magnet.

"Seriously? Ares' campers demanded this until tomorrow."

Charles put a hand on his head.

"Of course. You're right. The last thing we need right now is those warheads raging war on us. Excuse me. I had a... hard time today."

He secretly glanced at Annabeth, who realized what he meant by "hard."

Silena approached Charles.

"Well. That can be solved. And Annabeth..."

She was discreetly frightened. Was she suspicious? Did she realized the cooling horny in the room.

"We'll be able to find Percy. Believe it and it will happen. I know that. We all want that."

Annabeth, feeling relief and sudden guilt mixed up, said:

"That! Positive thinking always."

"That's right! Come to me if you wanna talk anytime." Annabeth smiled. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to talk with my boyfriend about a private subject."

Annabeth nodded, and left.

On the way, she heard Silena whisper:

"Are you going to show me your strength in the woods today?"

"After dinner?"

"Yes. I'll rock your world, babe."

Glancing back, he saw Charles and Silena kissing.

...

When she left, two conflicting emotions dominated his mind all of a suden.

She had sex with Charles Beckendorf. Her boyfriend's friend. Her friend's boyfriend.

She cheated on Percy. She cheated on Silena. She had sex with another man.

Although she felt guilty, another emotion dominated with guilt. And started to bypass guilt as the seconds passed by.

Pleasure. Lust. Happiness.

A part of her liked the sex with the son of Hephaestus. He touching her breast, pushing his cock inside her, he kissing her with full determination, he cumming all over her, Lucky for her none drop of semen touched her hair or face.

Soon, she felt wet.

His semen on her brests, belly and legs.

Glancing around, making sure she was alone, she stuck a finger under her bra and took some. It was still fresh and wet.

The next moment, she putted it in the mouth. Licking it like chocolate.

Feeling his taste again, she felt her guilt diminish and horny growing.

Although she cheated on her boyfriend, she felt relieved to have sex again.

Going away, Annabeth decided to go back to her Cabin, with pleasure winning its struggle with guilt in her head.