I don't know about you, but I'd always pictured my dreams as a great big ocean. Maybe it was my heritage as the son of Poseidon and all that, who knows? What I knew was that I found myself drifting along the surface, the soft waves rocking me like a hammock.
Far above me, the blue sky was crystal clear. It would have been barren if it weren't for a pair of birds circling in rings around the sun. I watched them, dancing in a peaceful show, relaxing in my bed of lapping waves.
A cacophony of squawks broke me out of my sleepy trance. I focused on the birds high above, starting to notice how I was wrong. It wasn't a silence of peace. It was just the beginning of a cold war. And now, they shot towards each other like missiles in the air. At Mach speed, they traded blows and a flurry of ivory feathers swirled into the air. Amidst their shrieks, blood dropped out of the sky. In the violent rain, I focused on the dueling birds. As they fought, they lost altitude with each clash of talons.
The smaller of the two wore a pristine coat of porcelain plumes, spreading its wings to bask in the sun's rays. The larger of the pair donned a set of silvery armor, the glint blinding me as it chased after its enemy. Down its flank, a small gash dripped a sprinkle of blood into the ocean.
The water itself seemed to respond to the first blood, the waves increasing in both size and frequency.
I didn't know why they were fighting; it just didn't make sense. With wings, they had all the freedom in the world. Cageless, they could fly anywhere. So why were they fighting above me?
As it fled from its predator, the smaller bird let out a melody of tweets like it was taunting its pursuer. I looked closer and noticed that it wasn't just any bird. It was a dove. I wanted to be sure, but a steely war cry echoed from behind it. The larger bird tried to let out what I imagined would be the aviary equivalent of a growl in the form of a very angry set of hoots. That was when I caught the bird's wide eyes, staring right through me as if it knew all my secrets. It was an owl.
Why was an owl hunting a dove of all things?
I didn't get an answer to my question though, as my whole world turned dark in an instant. I looked up to see my view of the sun obstructed by a tsunami-sized wave towering over me. I didn't get a moment to scream as it came crashing down on me with all the weight of a skyscraper, dragging me into the depths of the water.
I twisted and turned, trying to wriggle out of the ocean's crushing grip. I made the mistake of screaming, as that was when I discovered that my powers didn't seem to work in my dreams. Well, that's just great. I held my throat as I choked on the water in my lungs. Bubbles clouded my view, teasing me with my lost oxygen. I fought as hard as I could, clawing through the water. I made it to the surface, breaking through as if I'd been buried alive. The water roared in my ears like thunder as I gasped for as many gulps of precious air as I could swallow.
I didn't even have time to wipe my damp hair out of my face when a bright flash of light sparked through the sky, spreading like a web on the horizon. I blinked away the spots in my vision, finding myself with a curious sight. A skyline filled with massive structures dotted with blinking lights. I needed just one glance to know what I was looking at.
Manhattan.
Or to better put it… home.
Another clap of thunder sparked a fit of huffing and snorting beside me. I turned to find myself staring at a pegasus of all things, clopping around near the edge of the roof I now realized I was just stood on. For such an elegant creature, it didn't act like it. Its eyes were wild as it hunched its wings close to its body. I followed its gaze down to find a pit of darkness where a busy New York street should have been. It trotted back and forth with nervy steps before shying away from the edge, as if it were trying to work itself up in to taking flight.
It seemed to be scared of heights, even though it could fly. I'd never heard of a pegasus like that before. Blackjack always boasted about how great flying was, and each time he liked to add a diss about my ability to travel underwater.
My memory was interrupted by a loud huff. The pegasus stood defiant, giving itself some room from the edge. Seeing its wings unfurl, I knew what was about to happen. I tried to reach out to stop it, but I couldn't move. My feet were stuck in place, swallowed by shadows. The pegasus bounced on its hooves, galloping towards the edge. In rhythm, it batted its wings with another round of thunder, leaping off the edge.
I cried out, recoiling as another lightning strike blinded me.
Blinking away the blurry spots in my vision, I felt my jaw drop at the view. Tall skyscrapers and bustling streets had been replaced with a breathtaking beach and a smooth tide. It was another place I recognized. Still, I was struggling to place it.
My heart ached. I didn't know why. I felt at home here, but I still felt as if I was missing so much of the world. Then I found them, washed up on the shore. I helped them, looked after them and nursed them back to health. Caring for them, I found myself wanting more. I gave them the same offer as the last two. And just like the last two, they refused me. They always had a reason to leave, no matter how appealing staying with me sounded. Always another that they needed to make it back to.
It wasn't fair.
But all I could do was watch as they floated away on that cursed raft.
I didn't want to be alone anymore…
"Look who's decided to join us."
My eyes fluttered, the sweet voice in my ear waking me from my slumber. I shifted around, earning a couple dissatisfied groans from the girls nestled into my sides.
"At last, now you can take your whore of a daughter far away from here."
I recoiled, my instincts telling me to back as far away as I could from the stern voice dripping with venom. As was my luck, I had nowhere to go as I sat up against the headboard, cornered by the stunning sight at the end of my bed. On my right, Annabeth rested her head on my stomach. Across from her, Piper snored away on my chest. I raised my gaze just to be met by a set of plush lips forming a cheeky grin, revealing a set of pristine teeth. Looking up, I almost lost myself in a pair of deep azure irises that sparkled with delight. I had to tear myself away, but I realized that might have been a mistake once my view locked onto a stormy glare directed straight through me.
"Lady Aphrodite," I tried to put on my best smile for the gorgeous goddess. "Good morning."
I turned back to the frosty scowl on the other side of the bed. "Lady Athena, it's… nice to see you as well."
She rolled her eyes. "Save the formalities, sea-spawn!" she looked away, waving towards my torso. "And for Zeus' sake, make yourself decent!"
My girlfriend's breath tickled my skin. That was when I realized that I was without a shirt. Now in the past, sitting there topless in full view of two goddesses, one of which was my girlfriend's mother and the other the goddess of beauty, might have caused me to feel a little self-conscious. Yet with the love of my life cuddled into my side along with her best friend, I might as well have been on Mount Olympus with how proud I was.
So instead of covering up my bare flesh, I decided to show off a little bit by sitting up straighter and flexing my biceps a little. My movement seemed to stir my lovers from their slumber. I'll be honest, for a daughter of Aphrodite, you'd expect Piper to look immaculate in the morning. You know, the whole #justwokeuplikethis and all. But as always, she seemed to find a way to defy expectations with a look similar to a porcupine.
She offered me a blissful smile, leaning up to press a sweet kiss to my lips.
Athena cleared her throat. "What in Hades do you think you're doing?"
"Kissing my best friend's boyfriend, why? Don't you ever do that?"
You should have seen the look on the wisdom goddess' face, it was priceless. For a few moments, she just looked stunned, as if Piper had just slapped her. It wasn't until Aphrodite let out a cute giggle that Athena reacted with a spiteful growl.
"You insolent little slut, how dare you!"
She turned to Aphrodite. "I see you've failed to teach another one of your whores some manners," she said.
The love goddess raised an eyebrow at her companion. "I'd say that my little girl has perfect etiquette for the bedroom," she smiled at her daughter. "Well done, Piper!" she clapped her hands with an excited gleam in her ever-changing eyes.
As my lover blushed, my girlfriend decided to chime in. "Yeah mom, what's your problem?"
"What's my problem?" Athena glowered at her daughter. She jabbed her finger at me. "It's bad enough that you've decided on having this… sea-spawn as a life partner," she waved her arms in frustration. "But now you've allowed him to take after his father and commit adultery!"
"So?" Annabeth looked bored as she replied. "What's the big deal? It's my choice," she said, inspecting her nails.
"You're my daughter! Where is your pride?" Athena's fists trembled at her sides. Her porcelain skin took on a reddish hue, reminiscent of the flames of war.
The room fell into silence as my girlfriend was challenged by her mother. I shared a nervous glance with Piper as shivers ran down my spine. For an endless moment, a silent void filled the room, crackling with tension.
I had to give Athena credit, she knew how to hit a sore spot. And it wasn't just any sore spot. It was the sore spot that all children of Athena shared. The one she liked to flaunt over them as a reminder of her status as a goddess. I'd seen firsthand just how brutal Annabeth's fatal flaw was, back in the Sea of Monsters. Back then, I was terrified of losing her to the sirens. But now, she didn't seem worried about losing me to Piper at all.
"My pride… is right here," she slung herself onto my body, hanging around my neck as she ran a hand down my bare chest.
I groaned as she massaged my pecs, allowing a dreamy smile to spread on my lips. At my side, Piper shifted to snuggle even closer to me.
Our attention was brought back to the present as Athena cleared her throat. "I don't understand, how can he be your pride?"
Annabeth smirked up at her. "You see, Percy here has saved Olympus twice now, along with countless other feats that give him a good case for being the best hero amongst us demigods," she said. "And along with that status, comes the endless waves of girls trying to get into his pants," she glanced over at Piper, shooting her a wink. "But the best part is that he chose me."
"You act like this boy is some sort of prize," Athena said.
My girlfriend shrugged. "I guess it's something that you wouldn't understand," she glanced up at her mother, eyeing her with a challenging stare.
"How dare you insult me like that! I am the goddess of wisdom, there is nothing I wouldn't understand!"
Piper flinched, hugging me tighter as she hid from Athena's heightened volume.
"Please, you're a virgin goddess," Annabeth said. "What would you know about sex with the peak of demigod heroes?" she asked.
"I took that oath in order to keep my autonomy, it was either that or be forced into marrying one of the subpar men on Olympus."
I couldn't disagree with her on that one. I mean who in their right mind would ever want to be forced into marrying Ares or Apollo?
"Still didn't a wise man once say that 'knowledge is power'? Yet here you are denying yourself the opportunity to learn about all the pleasures the body can offer," my girlfriend said.
She did have a point and Athena knew it.
The goddess crossed her arms under her chest, huffing as she tried to stop herself from getting too worked up. With a sigh, she looked over both me and Piper as if she was evaluating us.
"From the accounts of others, I understand enough about intercourse to know why people are driven by it. But, what I still don't understand is why you are so keen to share this boy with others," she looked to Aphrodite. "You're more suited to explain my daughter's strange thinking, so would you please enlighten me?" she asked.
All this time, she'd been watching Athena's exchange with her daughter with a curious gaze. Although, from time to time, I had noticed a few of her looks lingering a little too long on my naked torso.
Athena seemed to have caught her in the middle of one of these moments. For someone known to always be in control, it was kinda funny to see Aphrodite herself caught off guard. She fanned herself for a moment, rattling her mind for an answer.
"Oh! I guess I can understand where Annabeth is coming from. I mean you must have heard of polyamory before haven't you dear?"
Athena nodded, seeming to understand.
"But it seems like Annabeth is quite proud of her relationship with young Percy here, and wishes to show him off like a trophy of sorts," she said.
Beside me, my girlfriend let out a growl. "It's not like that! It's just I want all those other bitches to know that I'm his favorite!"
Aphrodite quirked an eyebrow. "I understand that part; you remind me a lot of myself with Adonis to be honest," she said. "But I don't get why you'd let him take other lovers as well, why don't you want to keep him all to yourself?" she asked.
My girlfriend just smirked. "Because… I want all of them to know just how incredible he is, just so they can grasp how far apart I am from the rest of them," she said. "If the best man in the world wants to be with me forever, then it must make me the best woman."
"So, this is all to satisfy some need for superficial validation?"
Annabeth glared at her mother, a bold thing to do to the goddess of war but I didn't have a leg to stand on in that regard. "Don't worry Mom, I'm sure you'll come to understand me…" she brushed her hand down my abs, slipping under the covers without hesitation. As she ventured onwards, my girlfriend refused to break her gaze with her mother. The goddess of wisdom seemed horrified watching Annabeth's lips spread into a grin as she wrapped her fingers around my half-asleep member.
It wasn't slumbering for long.
"Sooner rather than later," Annabeth watched as her mother gawked at the tent pitching in the sheets. Well, I mean it was more like a gazebo if I'm being honest.
It must have been quite the monumental sight, as both the goddess of wisdom and the goddess of love stared at it with similar expressions on their flawless faces. It their eyes that gave me any clue as to what they were thinking. Aphrodite's now violet irises sparkled with a hint of admiration, impressed with the scene playing out in front of her. Athena's cloudy eyes should have been framed in a museum somewhere. I'm sure the hint of curiosity would have sold countless tickets.
"How can you act so shameless, young lady?"
Annabeth gave her mother a smug smile.
With a huff, Athena spun on her heel. Her silhouette glowed as she vanished into a golden light.
Her furious exit didn't seem to deter my girlfriend, however. She squeezed her fingers around my cock, spurring me into rhythm of small thrusts. When her fingertips ran over my bulbous tip, I arched my back. You try sitting still when a girl teases the most sensitive spot on your dick.
In my ear, Piper giggled before deciding to join in. Her lithe digits found their way to my balls, massaging them with a balanced touch, both soft and firm.
Now with a lot less chatting to do, my girlfriend and our lover found better (or just as good, it's up to you) uses for their mouths.
The daughter of Aphrodite seemed to enjoy my reactions to my stimulation, leaving my lips alone as she opted to kiss along my jawline on her way to latch her mouth on the pulse point underneath. Annabeth instead, chose to worship my chest as she tried to milk me of everything I had with just her hands. Gods, she was incredible. She lathered my nipples with her tongue before taking a more violent approach to love via the small bites she took from my pecs up to my shoulders.
Squirming, I caught quite the sight in my peripheral vision. From what I could make out, it was…
Well, the two of them making out. Just above my Adam's apple, their lips connected in a lewd, passionate kiss. The movements of their hands beneath the sheets didn't miss a beat as they swapped spit. If it wasn't obvious before, then the steady amount of precum that built up in my girlfriend's stroking palm made my pleasure clear as it squelched up and down my rigid meat.
As Annabeth reached the bottom of my length, Piper caressed my ball sack. But when the daughter of Athena's hand pulled my girth upwards, she kneaded my testes in a strong attempt to encourage me to blow my load.
With each cycle, I hissed and writhed in their grip. My girls seemed to find my expressions amusing, and I wasn't gonna take that.
Down their spines, I traced their figures with my touch. I took my time when I reached their butts, grabbing as much flesh as I could. The handfuls of bountiful meat spilled out from between my fingers as I jiggled their behinds. In sync, they moaned, grinding their hips into my sides. Their movements were impressive considering how they also pressed their upper bodies so against my own, offering me the amazing view of their tits squashed against my broad chest and each other's. Side by side, I could appreciate the difference in size between them. Considering all that she'd revealed to her own mother so far this morning, I was pretty sure that Annabeth would be taking every opportunity to flaunt her bigger tits in her best friend's face.
However, she could do that later. Right now, I wanted to see the two of them cum side by side. My hands crept over their mountainous asses, reaching for their sopping twats. I hugged them tight in order to gain access to their horny pussies. I'd like to tell you that I fingered them with all the technique I'd gained from yesterday. I would.
But it was like a dam (get it?) Slip N Slide between both their thighs. My fingers slid around so much that, by the time I managed to enter their slits, I gave into my sexual frustration and finger-blasted them as hard as I could.
It did work, in a way. Their more delicate ministrations seemed to devolve into primal tugging and groping in an effort to keep up with my hands.
The chorus of squelches that accompanied our moans and groans sound a lot like someone dancing in the rain, jumping around in ankle-deep puddles.
Sweat dripped down my brow as we attacked each other like desperate animals, racing towards a climactic finish like a trio of Formula One drivers. Even in our carnal bliss, I could tell that each of us was pondering one question in particular.
Who would finish first?
No matter how hard we fucked, I still wanted to end up at the top of the podium, and I knew from experience that Annabeth felt the same way. It had been like this from the first moment we'd met all those years ago. And from what I'd heard, Piper was the same.
My balls tightened, responding to Piper smooth palm wrapped around them. My eyes shut tight, and my throat burned with a deep groan emanating from my pursed lips.
I shook my hips like a champagne bottle before I exploded. A geyser of my cum would have shot straight into the sky like at the Bellagio, had it not been for the bedsheet covering our activities. My release seemed to go on forever, my body shaking as I pushed my fingers as deep as they could go.
My quivering digits seemed to add another level of pleasure as my girlfriend and her best friend screamed in my ear, arching their backs as their cunts squeezed around my fingers.
We held each other tight as we orgasmed together, panting hard and searching even harder for more oxygen to breathe in. On autopilot, my fingers brushed over their lower lips, eliciting a few tired moans to join my own as I relaxed into their mindless massaging of my cock and balls.
I opened my eyes, blinking away the blurry spots in my vision. I met Annabeth's eyes, following them as she glanced over at Piper. An understanding passed between all three of us through flitting gazes and curling lips.
I leaned in, meeting both of them to join our lips together in a sloppy try for a three-way kiss.
Well, is there such a thing as a clean three-way kiss?
That might have been the best question of the day.
I mean, if it wasn't for the guttural groan that echoed around my cabin to interrupt us and draw our attention to the end of my bed.
"No. Fucking. Way," my girlfriend said, breathing heavy beside me.
My cock jolted upwards, throbbing with the need for more.
"Mom?" Piper asked.
With her eyes rolled up in her head, the goddess of love trembled. Her dress hitched up to reveal her shivering knees, threatening to buckle under the pleasure coming from the hand between her legs. The folds of the dress hid her handiwork from view, but it was obvious that she'd fingered herself just as hard as I'd fingered her daughter and the daughter of her fellow goddess. Her other hand was a lot more obvious, massaging her heaving, clothed breast.
Between her wedge sandals, a drops of arousal added to a growing pool of juices that filled the air with a sweet, floral perfume.
"Did you get off from just watching us?" Piper asked.
Hearing her daughter's melodic voice seemed to bring Aphrodite back to the present. She took in our surprised faces and gave us a meek smile of her own as she nodded.
"Wow, I don't know why but I didn't expect you to be such a pervert, Aphrodite," Annabeth said.
Piper shot her best friend a sly glance. "Well, voyeur does come from the language of love after all."
The two of them burst out into a fit of giggles whilst I continued to take in Aphrodite. With each round of laughter, her shoulders seemed to hunch more and her lips quivered. I thought she was going to cry, but one look at her wrist between her thighs told me that she was more than fine.
I put an end to the schoolgirl snickering with a single question.
"Would you like a closer look?"
Piper gasped. But Annabeth gave me an appreciative moan.
At the end of the bed, Aphrodite mumbled.
"Please?" she asked, meeting my eyes with a pleading gaze.
With a curt nod, she crawled onto the bed. She kneeled between my legs, waiting at the threshold that was the end of the sheet covering my lower half.
She took a deep breath, and she reached for the fabric with a tentative fingertip.
"Fuck!"
A/N- Hey guys! I'm sorry it's been a while, I wrote like half a chapter but I forgot to save it and my computer updated so I had to start over again. I know, rookie mistake but nobody's perfect. This chapter had a lot less smut than the three previous but I still hope you enjoyed. As always, let me know what you thought. This is also the first big change in my retelling of the original story so let me know how you think it'll turn out. So, I'll see you next time where we'll find out what happened next.
Yours truly,
Signing off