The Best and the Worst

There I was, in the middle of a club, in the middle of the dance floor, and I was kissing Annabeth Chase. And believe it or not, Annabeth Chase was kissing me back.

I think the best and worst part about it was that we were both drunk. We had no limits that night, nothing could stop us. The best part about that was that we didn't need to think and just do. The worst part was that we weren't thinking.

She violently ran her fingers through my hair as her body pressed up against mine. The thin black fabric she was wearing suddenly seemed like an extremely irritating obstacle, but I couldn't exactly focus on removing it just yet. I was still aware that we were in public, in the middle of the dance floor. However, it was our tongues that were doing the dancing.

Then all of a sudden Annabeth broke away. She looked up at me with all the lust she could muster shinning in her eyes. I knew what she wanted. And I was happy to oblige.

…

Annabeth and I were furiously making out as my back hit the door of the storage room at the very end of the club. The door swung open and Annabeth and I stumbled inside, lips still attached. Annabeth kicked the door shut with her heel.

She started to tug at the hem of my shirt; I left her lips only for a second so that she could pull it over my head. I reattached my lips to hers as her soft hands roamed my chest. Slowly she started to drag her fingers downward, onto my stomach, then lower onto my torso, then lower…

I groaned into her mouth as she grabbed my cock through my pants. She started to rub and I let out a few more low groans.

I finally removed my lips from hers and reattached them to her neck. I started to kiss, suck and nip. It was now her turn to moan. The sound was like music to my ears. I decided to challenge myself and try to make Annabeth moan, groan and whimper the most she ever had, tonight.

I sucked on her neck until I left my mark there, a little red patch on the skin that would turn into a purple bruise by morning.

She was still feeling me through my pants, and by now I was sure she had my cock fully erect.

"Why should you have all the fun?" I whispered in her ear, just before I started nipping at it.

I brought my hand under the skirt of her dress and between her hot legs. My index and middle finger started to gently rub her clit through her lace panties. She began to whimper, and it was probably the sexiest sound that had ever come out of Annabeth's mouth. She was wet, but not quite wet enough. I could take care of that.

I crushed my lips against hers as I pushed her up against a huge crate amidst all the other boxes and then grabbed her perfect ass. I lifted her up and sat her down on top of the crate. Now her head was just an inch or two below mine.

I reached down and pulled of her panties, and then I slid my fingers inside her, first one, then two. Annabeth's whimpers turned into moans and she began dripping her juices all over my hand. I slid a third finger and her moans became louder, sexier and more pleasing to hear. I quickened my pace as I slid my magic fingers in and out of her tight hole. I decided I could do better, and then I brought in my other hand and started rubbing her clit with my thumb. Now she wasn't just mindlessly moaning, but she was mindlessly moaning my name.

"Percy…" She whispered in my ear. It sent chills through my spine. My cock throbbed.

I pinched her clit with my thumb and index finger and she let out a shriek. I realized this satisfied her the most so I continued to do so.

"P-Percy… Oh gods, I can't… I'm going to…" She tried to speak through her moaning, but she didn't need to. I understood.

I couldn't have her orgasm, not yet. So I stopped the whole thing all at once, and she let out a sound somewhere between a gasp and a whimper. She looked me in the eye.

"What the fuck Percy?" She demanded. She tried to sound as angry and annoyed as she was, but it was hard to do since she was shaking so bad from the loss of contact.

"I don't want you to cum on my fingers, babe. That would be a waste…" I said to her. At first she looked confused, but when I smirked at her things seemed to click into place pretty fast.

"I'd rather taste it in my mouth," I whispered. Then I began my decent.

Annabeth opened her legs to welcome me as I got on my knees in front of her. Before I knew it she grabbed the hair at the back of my head and forced my lips to attach to her extremely wet and warm pussy. I began to eat her out.

First I slid my tongue over her clit, and then teased her entrance. She was moaning and whimpering uncontrollably, which gave me quite a lot of motivation and confidence. I started to suck her clit as she tried to push my head further down to her entrance. At first I wouldn't budge, but then I obliged.

I slid my tongue into her entrance and started to swirl and curl it around. I could taste her juices and my pants were now feeling tighter than ever. I fucked her with my tongue and soon I found her G-spot. By that point Annabeth was screaming. Thank gods for the music outside.

In the middle of eating her out I looked up for a moment and Annabeth shot me the most deadly look for doing that a second time. But I quickly kissed her lips, so that she could taste herself from my mouth. Then I smiled at her and said "You taste amazing."

Then I went back to work down under. Soon after, Annabeth yelled out my name as she released her load into my mouth, and I swallowed it all. She really did taste amazing. I looked up at her and watched her breast rise and fall as she caught her breath. I had a sudden urge to see what was under the black fabric. I hadn't seen it in months. I stood up and looked her in the eyes.

"Take your clothes off," I told her. My voice had gone all husky now, and it sounded a lot more lustful then I had intended. Annabeth seemed fine with that.

She first unstrapped her heals, and tossed them aside. Then she lifted her dress up over her. It turns out she hadn't been wearing a bra, and her breast were left exposed. She was in front of me, completely naked.

I had almost forgotten how gorgeous she was. I hadn't even realized I was staring until she addressed me.

"See something you like, seaweedbrain?" She winked.

I smiled up at her in awe, "Everything." I breathed.

Hearing her say the old nickname triggered something inside me - something far out of reach in my current drunken state.

I decided to forget it, and focus on mindless sex rather than romantic sex.

I attacked her tits, sucking her nipples, licking, biting, pinching and kissing. She grabbed my hair and pushed me towards her chest as she lifted them up to my face. I could tell she wanted absolutely no space between us.

Suddenly, she stopped and moved my face away from her hardened nipples. I looked up at her, confused.

"It's my turn to hear you moan," she told me, "Your poor cock must be suffocating by now." She gave me an innocent look as she unbuckled my belt. She took her sweet time, sliding her fingers gently over my groin. She started to kiss every inch of my chest, using her tongue. She slowly undid my button, and the unzipped my fly. She slid her hand into my pants and started feeling me through the fabric of my boxers. I let out a low groan as she did this, kissing my nipples.

Then she finally pulled my pants down, taking the boxers with it. Once they hit the floor I stepped out of them and kicked them aside. My penis was finally out of its confines, and I was rock hard. I needed to be inside her so badly. My cock was aching for some form of pleasure. Annabeth started to kiss her way down my abdomen, and I shivered when she reached my torso. She was right above my dick when she stopped. I looked down at her and she was staring at my cock with wide eyes.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"Nothing…I just forgot how big you were." She started to suck on the skin there and I couldn't help but moan. I grabbed her hair and tried to push her further down. Finally, she complied.

She slid her tongue over my length, and sucked at the tip. I let out a long, hard moan. She took my tip into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. I was breathing heavily. She slid more of me inside her, inch by inch until she finally had my whole cock inside her mouth. I was pretty impressed. Then she started to slide my cock in and out, in and out. I began to assist her as I grabbed her hair and helped bob her head faster. I started groaning very loudly. After a while of this she took my cock out of her mouth with a pop sound. Then she dragged her tongue on the underside of my dick, and started sucking the skin on the underside of my tip, my sensitive spot. I moaned her name loudly. She took my whole cock in her mouth again and moaned, sending vibrations throughout my penis and excitement throughout my body. She sucked a minute longer and then I gave a loud, satisfied moan as I came into her mouth.

I held her blond hair tightly for two reasons; So that she would swallow and so that cum didn't get in her hair.

Impressively, she swallowed all of it, except a little that dribbled out the side of her lips. As she got to her feet I pulled her close and licked it off her face.

"That was amazing Annabeth!" I gasped, "What in the world was I thinking when we broke up?" I joked. That's when the downside of being drunk started to show itself.

She looked up at me with a weird look in her eyes. Her eyebrows scrunched up as if she were trying to recall something. All of a sudden her eyes widened.

"Oh fuck." she said before she started to grab all her things and dress herself.

She grabbed her panties and slid them on, and then she slipped on her dress.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she kept repeating.

"Annabeth? What the hell?" I tried to grab her arm but she was moving too fast. She grabbed her shoes and started towards the door. I caught her by the elbow.

"Oh, hell no. You are not leaving me hear like this without an explanation!" I demanded. I grabbed my boxers and pants off the floor and put them on.

"Percy! What explanation do you need? This was a mistake! We aren't together anymore, remember? We can't do this!" Annabeth was furious, and she was stumbling. She was still drunk. Yet, she was right.

"You should have thought of that before then! You can't just give me a blow job and then decide to leave." I yelled at her.

"You mean like the way you just decided to get hot and heavy with Cali and then ask her to leave without fucking her? Because I heard about that." She snapped.

Percy just started at her. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, and he didn't know what to make out of it. He just looked t her and slowly began to shake his head.

"Fuck you." Was all he said before Annabeth turned around and walked out the door.