I still wasn't too sure about how I'd ended up in this situation. I mean I think it was safe to assume that I would have ended up sleeping with Annabeth at some point, like most relationships. And it would take just a small leap in logic to suggest that somewhere in my future with my girlfriend, the notion of a threesome with her best friend would have been proposed at some point. But I think it would take a lot more than a stretch to work out the chances of banging the literal goddess of love.
Yet here I was with Annabeth and Piper cuddling into my sides whilst Aphrodite knelt between my outspread legs.
I guess that was pretty much what you were expecting to be fair.
The love goddess didn't seem to share your expectations, however. Her jaw dropped as she took in my excited cock, free of its restraints and standing tall. Even after my recent release from Annabeth and Piper's teamwork, it was obvious that my throbbing dick was eager for more.
"Percy Jackson! You have grown into the finest young man, if I do say so myself," Aphrodite said, licking her lips.
"Even finer than Ares?"
Aphrodite shot a sly grin towards my girlfriend. "Well, I'm certain you remember the advantage our young hero here has over my Olympian lover."
"Yeah, that was one of the first examples of my boyfriend's superiority that I can recall," Annabeth said.
Next to me, Piper leaned into my ear. "What are they talking about?" she asked, in a low voice.
I smirked. "When I was younger, I beat the shit out of Ares one on one," I flexed my arm around her, showing off my toned muscles to emphasize my point. It was pretty immature of me, I'll admit that. But it seemed to work for Piper, who eyed me with a newfound admiration.
"May I touch it?" Aphrodite gave me a set of puppy dog eyes to rival Cerberus himself.
I was about to answer, but Annabeth decided to cut in. "Ah, you've got to give him a kiss first!" she wagged her finger at her.
You know that hot teacher you fantasized about all through high school?
Yeah, that was Annabeth right now.
All I could do, as she listed off detailed instructions to the goddess of love, was picture my girlfriend sitting in an office chair with a pair of glasses perched on the end of her nose. With a full face of subtle makeup and a high bun, she crossed her legs to draw my attention to her tight skirt and see-through tights. From her toes, she allowed her smart heels to hang as she waited for an explanation for my bad behavior. Fuck, I just knew she'd be able to pull off the sexy dominatrix role. Well, I think she would but I spent most of my high school life expelled from them all. Not that I would be on the receiving end of that control. I'm sure she'd be up for punishing Piper and any other girls I might be with though.
"Now, give him a kiss."
I didn't get a chance to offer my thoughts as Aphrodite pounced on me, crashing her luscious lips against mine. The shade of her cherry red lips washed over my tastebuds as Aphrodite molded her mouth to mine. She wasted no time wrapping her tongue around mine in a lewd display of affection.
Now, I'm pretty sure the best way I could ever explain how the goddess of love herself felt was one word. Soft. Don't get me wrong though, both Annabeth and Piper are soft in their own ways. Like how Annabeth's tits felt in my palms or how Piper's ass cheeks felt against my own… face ones that is. But they were still demigods. When the least scary thing you had to worry about on any given day was being eaten alive, you tended to toughen up a bit. And that's where Aphrodite was different. She was an Olympian goddess. She didn't have to lift a finger. Even if the gods had to live similar lives their children, she still wouldn't have to do anything. All she had to do was bat her long eyelashes at Ares, Zeus or Poseidon and then she'd have all her problems obliterated away without a second's hesitation. So all that luxury must have been good for her stomach and thighs, shaping them with a smooth layer of velvety flesh.
And speaking of shape, I would say Aphrodite had one of the best I'd ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. Now, I could describe to you the shape of an hourglass for a bit, but we all know that would be pretty stereotypical. So, in the interest of keeping things fresh, I'm going to say that Aphrodite had the perfect figure of your favorite anime waifu. So much so that I had a suspicion that her hip measurement could have been double that of her waist size.
Ok I might have been exaggerating just a little bit right there, but she thicc.
Even if you don't believe me, I can get you as many second opinions as you want.
"Damn Piper, your mom's got a fat fucking ass!" my girlfriend said, letting out a wolf whistle.
I cracked my eye open just in time to witness Annabeth raising a hand high above her head before whipping her palm across the goddess of love's booty. She moaned into my mouth as I watched the plump flesh of her butt bounce and ripple, mesmerized.
Piper twisted her body, craning her neck to peek at her own derrière. "Maybe I should do some more squats," she said. She shook her hips, jiggling her own ass as she inspected the movement of her glutes. Her gaze flicked to me, asking a silent question.
Here's a quick life lesson.
When a girl looks at you like how Piper was looking at me, you know whatever they ask you is going to be a trap. For example, there is not a single reality where Piper Mclean needs to change anything about her body. And that fact goes twice as far when we're talking about her incredible ass.
You know that I've had my moments being clueless with girls in the past, but after spending the last five or so years with Annabeth, I like to think that I've learned a few things.
"Your ass is amazing, Pipes," I leaned in closer to her. "To be honest, I prefer them au naturel if you know what I mean," I said.
Despite trying to keep my voice down, the millennia of gossiping that Aphrodite had participated in must have honed her ability to read lips.
"How dare you? I am all natural, thank you very much!" The love goddess jabbed her finger at me.
My girlfriend tutted. "Well, since you are the goddess of beauty and all, you are kind of always enhanced," she said. Like students in a lecture, we turned to our resident professor of all things mythological. "Just like how you always change according to what different people find attractive, like…" she frowned. "Like you're not doing now, why aren't you changing at all?" she asked.
I turned to Piper, meeting her gaze before we turned on her mother in unison. That was when I noticed that she still had the same head of choppy, golden hair that she'd first appeared with. I stared at her, waiting for it to change, but there were no signs of her appearance shifting anytime soon.
"That's weird, why haven't you changed?"
Aphrodite looked around, desperate for an answer. "I don't know!"
It was pretty funny watching someone as composed as Aphrodite start to whine like an attention-starved girlfriend.
My grin must have been goofy enough to drive Aphrodite to attempt to fix what was going on with her, clenching her fists and scrunching her face hard. Making a face similar to the one I make after eating some of Leo's cooking, she concentrated for a few moments. I quirked an eyebrow towards my girlfriend. She just shrugged as we waited for Aphrodite to finish… whatever it was she was doing.
The goddess kept her eyes shut tight as she hummed to herself for a least a minute before I could've sworn I heard a poof. A wave of rich perfume washed over me and when I looked back, I burst out into a fit of giggling.
"Et voila!" Aphrodite spread her arms with a proud smirk adorning her face. It wasn't until she noticed the three of us laughing that she frowned. "What's so funny?" she asked.
All Piper could do was point down at her mom's body. The love goddess looked down to find that her appearance had changed.
She was now as nude as the day she walked out of the ocean. That was the only difference.
Annabeth whistled. "Well, if we didn't know you were horny and desperate before, we do now," she said, glancing at Aphrodite's erect nipples.
"I am not desperate!"
I hugged Piper closer as we both burst out laughing as my girlfriend continued picking on her mom.
"The puddle between your thighs suggests otherwise," Annabeth said.
Aphrodite snapped her thighs shut. "I am the goddess of love and beauty! I have half of Olympus fighting over me even whilst I'm already married! There isn't a single mortal that has ever existed who wouldn't give up their soul to Hades just to catch a glimpse of my beauty," she glared at my girlfriend. "I have never and will never be desperate!"
"Oh please, stop acting like you're gonna pass up on a chance to get dicked down by the best to ever do it," Annabeth smirked.
Aphrodite stared at her for a few moments, her kaleidoscopic eyes shining with an ageless beauty. With a whine, she pouted. "I think you might be an even bigger bitch than your mother," she said.
As if we were on a date at a movie theatre, Piper and I let out a collective gasp. No one called Annabeth a bitch. Well, no one did and lived to tell the tale anyway. We were waiting with bated breath for my girlfriend to go full on American Psycho on Aphrodite's bubbly ass, but she never did.
Instead, she smiled.
"Wow, high praise from the goddess of bitchiness herself," Annabeth whistled.
"That would be Hera, darling," Aphrodite replied.
We all smirked. "You're not wrong about that," my girlfriend said.
Her tone drew my eyes towards her pursed lips. To me, it seemed a lot like Annabeth had found a new appreciation for her best friend's immortal mom. She looked like she had a lot of respect for Aphrodite's quick wit and sharp tongue, which wasn't a surprise since, you know… it's Annabeth we're talking about here.
"I guess you're pretty good with your words," she said. "But, I can think of a better use for those gorgeous lips of yours," she grinned, nodding towards my pulsing length.
I liked where this was going. And from what I could tell, the girls all felt a similar way.
The goddess of love purred, her glowing eyes flickering from one part of my body to the next.
"At long last," she started, crawling into a more comfortable position between my legs. "I haven't felt this excited since I invited Adonis into my sheets," she said. Before I could reply, she dipped her head underneath my length. I let out a gasp as her breath tickled against my ball sack.
As she inhaled, Aphrodite pulled up with a blissful smile. "I take it back," she licked her lips. "I've never been this excited," the immortal being said.
My core tensed as her plush lips pressed against the tip of my cock in a lewd yet romantic kiss.
There was only one word that I could come up with to describe the sensation of Aphrodite's lips to you.
Soft.
So soft it felt like my dick was being kissed by some pillows. And as strange as that sounds, it gave me an idea.
Aphrodite widened her lips, slipping tip of my cock inside her mouth. My hips moved a little in response to the pure warmth of her mouth. I couldn't help myself as my crotch thrusted upwards, forcing the head into the back of her throat. Despite letting out a choked gag, the goddess of love pulled away from my dick with a slurp. After a quick moment to compose herself, Aphrodite reached under her chest. With an extravagant flourish, she propped her breasts onto my abdomen before sliding down to wrap my length in her massive tits.
I would call them sweater puppies but I'm pretty sure that there's not a sweater on Olympus that could contain her girls.
Wait…
How did she know I wanted a titfuck?
Oh…
So that's how it must work.
I was broken out of my theories by an orchestra of awes in my ears. I glanced around to find both Annabeth's and Piper's eyes trained where Aphrodite's tits met my crotch. It took me a second to realize what the big deal was. Like it wasn't a surprise that the goddess of love and beauty had, well… perfect boobs. I looked to Aphrodite for an explanation, just to find her with the same dumbstruck look on her face.
And that's when I noticed it. Laying amidst her cleavage, my cock pulsed in response to the smooth bundles of flesh squeezing against its girth. Like a treasured necklace, the bulbous head of my dick glistened in same way I imagine a one-of-a-kind diamond would. Now I understood what this trio of amazing girls were all marveling at. Aphrodite was every man's dream. Her breasts were the ideal size. And yet, my cock was still big enough to protrude out from between them with enough space for the goddess to slide up and down it like a stripper pole.
That thought seemed to spur the Olympian into action. Using her hands to press her milky areolas together, Aphrodite writhed between my legs. Her flawless skin caressed my cock as she enveloped the rest with her mouth, bathing the tip with her tongue. It was incredible to watch. She moved like a professional, which wasn't much of a surprise given her reputation. But, the look of newfound wonder on her beautiful visage was enough to put a smirk on a guy as humble as Will Solace.
In other words, Annabeth had a lot of fun reminding me of the goofy grin on my face as she snuggled up closer to me, somehow.
On my other hand, Piper watched her mother with a strange admiration. I'm not too sure how, but I could sense that she was a little apprehensive about sharing the same cock with her mom.
"Don't worry," Annabeth said from across my chest. "You don't share much of a direct relation with her since she's a god."
Piper's shoulders relaxed as she settled into watching Aphrodite rub her body against my crotch. Against my side, I could feel Piper snake her hand down between her legs.
"If you think this is hot, you should wait until she tries to take his cock inside her."
Piper quirked an eyebrow at my girlfriend. "What makes you say that?" she asked.
"Aw, come on. Haven't you noticed?" Annabeth sported a devious smirk.
"Noticed what?"
The daughter of Athena turned towards the goddess of love. "Are you gonna teach your daughter or should I?"
Aphrodite whimpered under the cruel glare my girlfriend bored into her with. I groaned as the pressure and warmth around my dick vanished and I watched Aphrodite pull herself upwards, sitting on my thighs with my length throbbing against her stomach. In this position, there was nothing stopping me from witnessing just how incredible the goddess of beauty's body was in all its glory. Wide hips flanked a trim waist which were the foundation for her plump thighs and tight stomach, giving her a, you guessed it, perfect hourglass figure.
"Now Piper, you have to understand that when I was around your age, we didn't have men like Percy here around," she said.
Her daughter sat up, confused. "But what about Ares? And the other gods?"
She shook her head. "You must have seen the statues dear, all my lovers have been missing a big feature that Percy has here," she gave her daughter a knowing look.
It took Piper a few seconds longer for her horny, clouded mind to catch up.
"Oh… wait, are you serious?" she asked, incredulous.
Aphrodite nodded.
Her daughter sat up to meet her. "No way, you're saying that out of the thousands of guys you've slept with, none of them had a big dick?" she asked.
"Not a single one," Aphrodite said. "That's the problem with pretty men, honey."
I had to let them know how that one stung… just a little bit.
"Ouch!"
Annabeth rubbed my shoulder. "Don't worry baby, you're more handsome than any guy I know," she brushed my hair aside, meeting me with her beautiful marble grey eyes. "Besides, isn't it hot to know that you've got a bigger cock than anyone on Olympus?"
I gave her my best evil grin. "Not as hot as watching the goddess of love bounce on my dick."
In sync, we turned our attention to my crotch. Aphrodite cleared her throat, composing herself before raising her hips to allow the tip of my length to rest against her pussy. The girth throbbed in response to the juices lathering against it. She used her pelvis to swipe the crown of my cock against her slit like a credit card.
I couldn't help it. My hips thrusted upwards and a fulfilled moan erupted from deep in Aphrodite's chest. Annabeth nudged me, nodding towards my crotch. I let out a smug chuckle.
Aphrodite had only taken half my length inside her as she hovered over my lap, quivering.
"Piper, be a good girl and help your mom out," my girlfriend said, her tone offering no room for refusal.
The daughter of Aphrodite reached for the goddess' hips, curling her fingers around her curves. With a bit of her strength, she pushed Aphrodite down, inch by inch. Her pussy met my crotch with a squelch and my girlfriend, her best friend and I all watched as the Olympian's kaleidoscopic eyes rolled up into the back of her head. Her eyelids fluttered and her body shook. My abs tensed to stave off the pleasure of her cunt squeezing my cock.
"Fuck!" Aphrodite stilled herself for a moment. Her eyes opened with a hungry gleam and I knew I was about to be in for a good time.
Shifting her abdomen like a belly dancer, she began to ride my dick like a rollercoaster. Her tits didn't seem to get the memo though, bouncing unrestrained. My girlfriend slipped out from my side and crawled behind Aphrodite, peering over her shoulder at me with a mischievous look.
"Gods look at these things," she reached around and grasped Aphrodite's massive boobs. "You need to be careful or your gonna give yourself a pair of black eyes!" she weighed them in her palms, making a show of how heavy they were for my enjoyment. She curled her fingers into the mounds of plump flesh, groping the goddess with an obsessed vigor. With each squeeze, Aphrodite seemed to squirm more, trying to escape the sharp pain of my girlfriend's nails digging into her flawless skin. "Why are these so sensitive?" Annabeth asked aloud.
The goddess cried out. "I don't know!" her body shook. "I've never felt like this!"
Annabeth let out a cruel cackle. "Are you telling me that all it took was a big cock inside you to turn you into an orgasm machine?" she emphasized her teasing by pinching Aphrodite's nipples before giving them a harsh twist.
Her whole body spasmed with her jaw dropped in a silent scream. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and I couldn't resist the tight sensation. I let out a pained groan as Aphrodite's cunt squeezed my second load of the day out of my balls. Around my length, I could feel her insides shivering as my cum seeped into her womb. As our sexes throbbed in tandem, matching our heartbeats together, my body relaxed into a satisfied numbness.
I was broken out of my post-nut trance by a wetness pooling onto my abs.
"What the fuck is this?" Annabeth asked, inspecting her fingers close to her face. Between them, a shiny substance formed a web of strands that threatened to collapse under their own weight. She sniffed them and her nostrils flared, drawing her cheeks into a wide smile. "Wow!" she said as she began licking her fingers.
I looked down my body to find the same liquid pooled around my belly button. I decided to follow suit and flicked my finger through the puddle. Scooping some of the mystery liquid into my mouth, my tastebuds rejoiced at the flavor of my mom's chocolate chip cookies, the one's she used to bake for me when she managed to get a weekend off work. Was it weird that I could taste the color blue?
That's not the weird thing.
"This is… ambrosia?"
Annabeth laughed. "It is! This bitch squirted out ambrosia from her tits!" she squeezed Aphrodite's boobs again and watched ambrosia fly out from her nipples with a gleeful smirk.
Aphrodite broke down into a constant echo of moans and whine as my girlfriend made it rain with her breast… ambrosia? Her breastmilk that happened to be ambrosia? I'll just call it breastmilk for now.
"Hey Pipes, wanna try some?" Annabeth asked.
My attention flicked to Piper, knelt by my hip. Her hand was still shoved between her quivering thighs. Annabeth must have noticed how her gaze had been focused on the beads of ambrosia flowing down her mother's boobs like a mountain creek.
Aphrodite stirred from her torture. "Wait, what?" she spied her daughter's curious expression with worry in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Annabeth quirked her brow. Then her eyes shone with that glint that I recognized whenever she solved a hard puzzle. "Oh, I get it! You weren't around for this part, but there's no time like the present to be a… well, present mother!" she raised one of the goddess' tits towards her best friend, offering a taste of her breastmilk.
Reassured by Annabeth's gaze, Piper licked her lips before latching onto her mother's nipple. My mouth watered in a jealous response to watching Piper suck down gulp after gulp of her mom's milk. After what seemed like a gallon passed her lips, I shared a worried glance with Annabeth.
I reached for Piper. "Piper, stop! You're drinking too much, you're gonna burn up!"
Before I could pull her away, she sat back and wiped her mouth. I spun her around to face me, searching for any signs of the overdose of ambrosia, but she seemed fine. I brushed her choppy fringe aside with the back of my hand before checking her temperature. A little hot but nothing extreme like it should have been.
"Wow!" she said.
I couldn't help myself. I burst out into a fit of laughter as I shook my head. My girlfriend and her best friend soon joined me and we all knelt there, chuckling in chorus.
Our fun was snapped in half by a deafening cry.
Rubbing my ears, I turned to find Aphrodite shoving her head into my chest. She clutched her head as she writhed in pain, still sat on cock. I reached out, wrapping my arms around her and just held her as best as I could. I felt Annabeth's hands lock behind my back and Piper joined the group hug from my side.
Whimpering into my sternum, Aphrodite sniffled and focused on her breathing. Calmed down, she raised her head to meet me with a confused expression. I relaxed my arms, allowing her space to breathe and Annabeth and Piper did the same. I was about to ask if she was okay but my jaw dropped when I saw the brand new tattoo of a trident on the Olympian's forehead.
I took a deep breath, readying myself for what was about to happen.
Aphrodite eyed my finger in confusion as I pressed it towards the brand. The pain flared up through my arm, but it wasn't as fierce this time around. I let out a grunt as my wrist burned, but after a couple more deep breaths, the pain cleared.
Around me, the three girls gawked at my forearm. Well, they were staring at the design of a dove on my skin, lined up along with the images of an owl and the dove. Although it was similar to Piper's respective symbol, it wasn't the same. Instead, the newest image was surrounded by an unbroken circle.
A strange thought in the back of my mind spurred me to trace the circle with my fingertip, all the way around. When I overlapped the starting point, the circle began to glow in a golden light. That glow seemed to brighten and it reflected around Aphrodite like a halo. Her body seemed to clean itself up, drying her tears and soothing her reddened skin. Her trembling ceased and she sat up straighter.
"That's an on/off switch," Annabeth said.
I tested her theory out, tracing the circle again as the light shut off. Aphrodite inspected herself before pouting at me. "You turned my powers off?"
I gave her a smirk.
"Can you turn them back on please?" she asked.
I raised my eyebrow, waiting for more.
"Pretty please?" she tried.
I waited.
She whined. "Please… master?"
I saw the grins appear on Annabeth's and Piper's faces.
"I'll think about it in the shower," I said, sitting up and sliding her off my dick. I left the bed before a waterfall of my jizz spilled onto the bed sheets. "Make sure that's clean by the time I get back."
Annabeth and Piper looked at the newest member of my harem… I guess.
That bugged me in the shower. All I could think about was one question. How many girls did it take for whatever it was that I had going on to be considered a harem?
A much better question than 'how many girls does it take to change a lightbulb?'
Beside me in the shower, the mist seemed to gather into a little cloud. I shook my head and wrote it off from the exhaustion of busting two loads so close together.
"Hey Kelp Head!" I jumped at the sound of a familiar voice. The cloud parted a little to reveal the pale face of my favorite goth princess.
"What's up, Pinecone Face?" I gave her a warm smile.
She looked closer at me. "Bad time?" she asked.
I glanced down at my dick, still raring to go for some reason. "Nah, what's going on?"
Thalia swiveled her head, checking her surroundings. "Not here," she said. I furrowed my brow, prompting her to continue. "Café past The Plaza hotel in Manhattan in like an hour or two."
I nodded as she rattled off the location. "Oh, and bring us some donuts or something!" she said as she swiped her hand through the mist, cutting off the connection.
Us?
A/N - Hey guys! It's been a minute but it's finally finished. I hope you guys all enjoyed this chapter and I'll see you next time.
Yours truly,
Signing off