Chapter 3: Guilty

Rated: M

Summary: Rachel is a girl in Percy's school who'd do anything to break the couple up. All she needs is to trap Percy into a room and it's all over.

POV: Percy

"Hey Percy, are you busy after school?"

I turned to see Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Rachel was one of my really good friends. She helped me in my English and Literature homework almost every week.

"Well, I was going to drop by Annabeth's house and take care of her while she's sick."

"Oh," she said, clearly disappointed. "Me and Grover were thinking of going to the movies with you."

"Grover?" I asked, a bit surprised. I haven't talked to Grover in a while since we didn't have any classes together.

"It's okay if you can't…"

"Never mind, I'll go. I haven't seen Grover in a while. Can we go early so I can visit Annabeth afterwards?"

Her eyes lit up.

"Yeah, of course."

"Okay then, I'll pick you and Grover up at five. See you!"

I heard her say something before I turned to leave. I was going to ask her what she was going to say, but just shrugged it away.

"Hey, babe, me, Grover and Rachel are going to the movies today, but I'll still come by afterwards, okay?"

She coughed lightly through the phone.

"Wait, Rachel?" she asked her voice raspy.

"Yeah. Is there a problem?"

She was silent for a moment.

"No, no," she said, quickly. "Grover's going there right?"

"Yes, Wise Girl."

She considered it for a moment.

"Yes, it's fine. Have fun, I wish I could be there."

"Me too," I murmured softly.

"I have to take my medicine soon, bye Seaweed Brain. I love you."

"I love you too."

I reluctantly hung up the phone. I had the sudden urge to call Grover but thought twice about it. We haven't talked in a while and I wondered how awkward it would be to suddenly call him out of the blue.

"At the movies," I said to myself. "I'll talk to him there."

I rang the doorbell to Rachel's mansion. I waited for what seemed like an hour, before finally ringing the doorbell again. I flinched as the door swung open.

"Um," I said as I stared at Rachel. She wore some really short shorts and a teasing camisole that made my lower area feel weird.

"I'm guessing you're not ready yet?" I asked, in a small voice.

"Sorry, I had to do some chores while my parents are gone."

She pulled me in by the hand and gestured me to the living room. It contained with various comfortable-looking sofas and loveseats.

"I forgot how rich you were," I muttered as I took a seat on a cream colored loveseat that stretched up to 12 feet.

"Wait here while I get dressed," she said. I watched as she turned away and went up the staircase. I sat back on the loveseat, feeling the soft cushion engulf my body. I closed my eyes. I could just sleep here…

My eyes flew open as I felt someone straddle my hips. I gulped when I saw someone's breasts right in front of me.

"Rachel, w-what are you doing?" I asked, confused and taken aback. She grinded hard against me, placing my hands on each side of her waist. I bit lip as she rode me.

"Relax," she whispered seductively. "You want this."

She guided my hands up her camisole and let my squeeze her breasts. She gasped and moaned as I glided my finger against her hardened nipples. I felt a wave of goose bumps as her fingers traveled up my shirt, slowly taking it off. She forced her lips to mine, slipping her tongue inside my mouth. She nipped on my lower lip as she ran her hands in my hair.

"You lied about Grover," I grunted, pulling away. Rachel stopped. I stared into her fierce green eyes. She slowly got off of me, leaving me slightly disappointed.

"I did."

"Why?" I asked, already knowing the possible reason.

I blushed when I noticed that she was staring at the small bulge in my pants. She went down on her knees.

"I know you want me," she whispered, unbuckling my pants. My hands shook. I stared as she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I wanted to stop her from doing what she was about to do but I knew once my pants were lowered to the ground that it was all over.

She grabbed my length through the fabric of my boxers. I bit my lip, trying hard not to moan as she pumped me.

I couldn't keep it on anymore. I closed my eyes and gripped the edge of the loveseat, as if for support.

"Mmmm…" I moaned. Once she heard me give in, she bit the waist band of my boxers and teasingly pulled it down with her teeth. I gasped as I felt her brush against my penis on the way down. The pubic hair surrounding my length slightly stood up as I anticipated her next move.

I lay my head back as I felt her warm hands lift my penis and massage my balls. I groaned while she pressed my testicles tenderly, rolling them in between her gentle fingers. She slowly put down my penis to start pump it, first slowly and then fast-paced. She twisted, tightened and pressed. I was breathing hard through it all, sweat beginning to form on my body. She decided to go to the next level and started licking it. I felt my blood rush down to my length, stiffening and standing up. My penis stood proud and tall, hard as cement.

"You like that don't you."

I nodded with vigor, urging her to continue. I've never managed to go even first base with Annabeth in this. Rachel was making up for my loss which I very much appreciated.

"R-rach-rachel," I wheezed, breathing hard.

I moaned uncontrollably as I heard her lips sucking and smacking on my penis. She twirled her tongue around my rounded tip and ran her lips up and down my shaft, engulfing my boner. I bucked my hips, gesturing her to deep throat me. I slowly filled her mouth with my entire penis, all 7 inches of it. She managed to control her gag reflex and massage my tip with her throat and tongue. I pulled away slightly when my hips started to shake. She kept her lips on my tip as I released my semen. She drank it hungrily then slowly came forward, letting my cum run down in between her fully-developed breasts.

My penis was thickly-coated with Rachel's saliva. I was already out of breath from moaning and the pleasure she gave me. I could feel my face radiate with heat from the sweat and the vigor.

We both knew what was to come next when she took off her camisole and shorts while I sat back sideways on the loveseat. I curled my toes in anticipation as she unwrapped a condom from its foil package. She swung one over her legs over me and let her knees rest on each side of my waist and sat on my legs.

I watched her as she pressed the tip of the condom and rolled down the rubber all the way down my shaft. She licked her lips as she came forward. Her thighs surrounded my waist as she lowered her mound to my tip. I held her steady with my hands beneath her. I groaned as she lowered herself halfway down then pulling back up, repeating the process.

"Damn it, Rachel," I grunted, wrapping my arms around her and lightly tackled her down the loveseat, for my turn to be on top. I held her hips, as I pounded into her, ignoring her sudden gasps and shrieks. I grinded into her impatiently. There was a moment where I stopped and pulled away to rip off the condom protecting my penis. It was taking away the pleasure of love-making.

"Percy," she gasped, a bit alarmed. I pressed my tip against her vagina and started over again. This time I started slow and then gradually fast. I made a low grunting sound as I pounded into Rachel.

"Mmmmm…Percy…" she repeated my name over and over again with different pitches and volume depending on the amount of force I put into her.

We sighed heavily as we climaxed at the same time. I lay beside her, forced to rub against each other because of the small space the loveseat gave to two people. I slept with her head laid against my pounding chest and her hand creeping down to my shaft. My eyes fluttered open when I felt her fingers caressing my drained length.

I woke up in a bedroom. I lay confused on the soft cushions of the bed, wondering how I got there. I tried to remember what had happened: I came to pick up Rachel to go to the movies with Grover. But she lied so she could trick me to come to her house so she could do me privately. She cornered me into her loveseat and tempted me to fuck her. After that I carried her to her bedroom for another round.

"I had sex with Rachel," I muttered to myself. My eyes widened. Oh my God. Annabeth is going to murder me.

The door swung open, I quickly covered my parts with the bed sheets.

"It's only me," Rachel said, wearing a loose shirt and what looked like a thong. "Here's your clothes."

As I took the pile off her hands, I heard a muffled buzzing sound. My heart skipped a beat. Annabeth. I fumbled looking into the pile for my phone.

"Hello," I cleared my throat. I felt Rachel's eyes boring on me as I talked to Annabeth through the phone.

"Are you coming Percy, it's almost eight o'clock."

I mentally slapped myself in the face. I slept for that long?

"Oh, yeah sorry Annabeth, we got sidetracked."

I shifted uncomfortably when Rachel got closer to me. She lifted her shirt revealing her supple breasts. My mouth hung slightly open when she crawled on the bed and took the bed sheets away from my hands and threw them to the side.

"Percy?"

She spread my legs wide, propping her elbows on each side of my waist and ran her tongue along my shaft. My eye twitched as I felt my penis stiffen.

"Yes, babe?" I breathed.

"Are you okay?" she asked, alarmed.

"Yeah," I murmured, watching Rachel kiss the tip of my length. She moaned softly as she did so, letting her eyelids close.

"I'm g-g-going t-to c-co-come soon, d-don't worry."

"Okay, but are you sure you're okay? You're stuttering."

"Y-yeah," I said quickly. I gritted my teeth as Rachel swiveled her tongue around my tip, digging in the small opening. "It's wet- I mean warm- I mean c-cold outside. It's s-s-sucking the life out of me."

She sighed. I could see her shaking her head.

"You're really a Seaweed Brain."

"I d-d-don't stop—I mean can't stop being a Seaweed B-brain," I said hurriedly. I bit my lip as my penis started to stand up again. "It's in my b-blood."

She coughed softly.

"I'll see you then, Percy. Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up quickly and let out a long moan.

"Let me come quickly," I gasped. She obeyed and began deep-throating me. As I came close to my orgasm, my whole body shook, ready to ejaculate. I groaned inwardly as I released several shots of semen into her mouth. She made sure she swallowed all of it before licking me clean of my own liquid. My pubic hair was matted with sweat, semen, saliva and some of Rachel's cum from earlier. My balls were also soaked with Rachel's saliva when she was sucking them during me and Annabeth's conversation.

She lay on top of me as we rested for a few minutes before I got off of the bed and slipped into my clothes. I blushed slightly when I noticed Rachel watching me from her bed. We didn't speak until I reached her bedroom door.

"Break up with her," she said. I didn't reply.

I felt a small grin creep up my face as I watched my girlfriend fidget in her sleep. I sat on the side of her bed and touched her. I caressed her cheek and felt her neck. It was really warm, but I knew she was feeling better. As I stared at her I felt a sudden wave of guilt. I had cheated on the girl I truly loved. I gave my virginity away to another girl who reeled me in with lust.

"I'm sorry," I whispered softly, lying down beside her and wrapping my arms around her. I relaxed as I felt her head against my chest.

"Percy," she murmured. "How'd you get in?"

"The door was unlocked," I replied mischievously.

"Come here..."

I lowered my head as she tilted her head upward for our lips to connect. I kissed her softly. Her lips were warm and wet. I moaned involuntarily as I felt her hand brush up against my length to touch my face. Our bodies were pressed up against each other so I knew she felt my penis stiffen when it did.

"I-I'm sorry," I apologized quickly. She hushed me.

"No, it's okay," she said, quietly. "I'm ready."

Her response surprised me, but I didn't complain. I hurriedly took off my shirt. My hands shook as I unbuckled my belt. I unbuttoned my pants, almost popping out the button when I did so. I licked my lips as I pushed my pants down along with my boxers. I joined Annabeth underneath her bed sheets. I rubbed against her to keep her warm while she undressed. Once she was ready I grabbed a foil-wrapped condom from my pants that I stole from Rachel's house.

I fumbled with the condom, completely unaware how to put it on. I placed my penis on the rubber and rolled the sides down.

"Ready?" I breathed. She nodded. I kissed her neck as I entered her warm opening. She gripped my shoulders for support and kept her legs sealed tightly around my waist. She gasped as I penetrated deep into her. I peppered her with kisses while we made love to each other. I pounded into her when I reached her barrier, taking her away from any more days of being a virgin. I felt a burst at my tip, unaware what it was. She moaned as we both reached our orgasm. Both of our bodies shook as we released. Unlike with Rachel, I shot several times into Annabeth. I sighed as I felt her liquid overwhelming my shaft. I pulled away, holding on at the condom as I slipped off of her. I collapsed next to her, both of us breathing hard.

I looked over at Annabeth. Her face was coated with a thin layer of sweat. I pressed my lips against her temple. I noticed cool air brush against the tip of my shaft. I looked down and noticed that the condom broke.

I woke up at the middle of the night, unable to go back to sleep.

I closed my eyes and recalled the day. I couldn't help thinking that I just took away Annabeth's virginity and Rachel took mine. I jacked off in my bed, wanting more. I slipped off of my boxers and rubbed my hand up and down the stem of my penis. I did it rapidly and imagined Annabeth earlier that evening. I also imagined Rachel no matter how much I wanted to push her thought a way, I couldn't. I groaned as I continued to jack off. I tried to remember what Rachel and Annabeth looked like topless. How big there breasts were and how hard their nipples were. I thought about how it felt when I entered their bodies. The way their walls tightened on my length, engulfing it and swallowing it. I moaned as semen spurted uncontrollably onto my pubic hair, testicles and legs.

I thought about what I was doing.

"What happened to me?"