One of those cool perks of being a son of Poseidon is that neither I nor my clothing ever gets wet unless I want it to. I can jump in a river, walk through a thunderstorm, and then dance under a waterfall for a few minutes and when I get out, my clothing will be bone dry and there won’t be so much as a drop of water left in my sneakers. It's a pretty handy perk––from the few times I’ve needed to let my clothing get wet to blend in, I know just how unpleasant wet jeans and soggy socks are.
Anyway, I’m getting off track. What I’m trying to say is that that's about what my mouth felt like right now as I stared wide-eyed at Crystal. Bone dry, without so much as a drop of water left to wet my lips.
Crystal sashayed towards me, her hips rocking from side to side hypnotically, and then she stopped right in front of me, giving me a perfect view of absolutely everything. Crystal was a…very pretty girl. No, that wasn’t right. Crystal was gorgeous. Stunning. Beautiful. She was also standing right in front of me and was very, very naked. I really felt like that last part was important.
I honestly didn’t know where to look. The gentleman inside me told me to focus on her face, except there were two rather sizable, perky obstructions in the way that my eyes were drawn too whenever I tried to look up at her. When I tried to look away, I just ended up looking straight forward instead, and that wasn’t exactly much better. The bed in the Pelham’s guest bedroom was pretty low to the ground and that put my face right about at Crystal’s crotch level.
“Do you like what you see?” Crystal asked, her voice soft and low in a way that sent shivers down my spine. “Don’t be shy, look all you want. I’m all yours tonight, Percy…and any other night you want.”
Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe I shouldn’t have just gone along with things. Maybe everything was all happening too quickly. I still wasn’t over Annabeth and I barely even knew this girl. We’d shared one kiss and gone out on one date––in hindsight, Crystal’s intentions seemed obvious even if I’d completely missed them at the time––and it was entirely possible we would both regret this very soon.
Maybe, maybe, maybe. But in that moment, I could hear the desire in Crystal’s voice and see the visible signs of that passion. My pants felt three sizes too tight and the thought of stopping things now barely even crossed my mind.
My eyes devoured every inch of Crystal’s exposed skin. Crystal was tall and slender, with toned legs that went on for miles and wide hips that I was just itching to sink my hands into. Her breasts were slightly smaller than her cous––nope not thinking about Vicky right now––very perky, and capped by puffy, rosy-pink nipples.
Crystal took half a step forward and posed for me, one hand sweeping her long, silvery-blonde hair over her shoulder while the other remained planted on her hip. The motion made her breasts bounce as she thrust her chest out toward me, but my eyes were drawn to the gap between Crystal’s thighs.
She was clean shaven, her skin looking silky smooth without a single trace of hair below her neck. The prominent outer lips of her pussy hid most of her most sacred spot from view, with just a tiny bit of her pink flower peeking out between them, but I could feel the moisture building up between her legs and the nearly invisible trails of fluid on her inner thighs.
“You’re beautiful.”
I hadn’t meant to say that, the words just slipped out, but Crystal blushed and giggled so I guess I hadn’t screwed up. Crystal did a small spin, my eyes instantly locking onto her bountiful butt, then sat down sideways on my lap and threw an arm over my shoulder.
“You’re not so bad looking yourself, handsome.” She leaned in and planted a brief but passionate kiss on my lips that sort of made my brain feel like it was melting.
Crystal could one-hundred percent feel my erection digging into her butt. She grinned at me and wiggled her butt, grinding her bare cheeks against my crotch and making my painfully throbbing cock twitch against the cloth prison struggling to contain it. “I see someone is excited to see me,” she whispered, her hot breath tickling my ear. “Let’s get you out of those clothes. I want to see you, Percy. All of you.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement than that. Crystal slipped off of my lap and knelt down on the floor beside the belt, her nimble fingers working swiftly at my jeans. I almost ripped my shirt in my haste to get it over my head, the moments spent with fabric obstructing my view of Crystal’s body feeling like an eternity.
By the time I had roughly thrown my shirt somewhere off to the side, Crystal had finished with the zipper on my pants and was incessantly trying to tug them down my legs. I obligingly leaned forward and Crystal winked up at me, then hooked her fingers under the waistband of my boxers and, with one swift motion, pulled both them and my pants down until they bunched up around my ankles.
My cock sprang to attention and it was rather gratifying to see Crystal’s eyes widen and her blush deepen as she stared at my nearly painfully hard cock. A soft gasp slipped out from between her lips and she leaned in until her face was nearly touching the tip of my shaft.
“Can I…”
I nodded, not fully trusting my voice.
Crystal reached out and wrapped a hand around the middle of my shaft. Her fingers could barely close around it, but just the touch of her soft, warm hands made my cock twitch and sent another shiver of pleasure down my spine.
Crystal looked up at me, her eyes slowly trailing along the muscles in my arms and abdomen until our eyes finally met. Sea green eyes met shining blue ones, Crystal’s eyes sparkling like her namesake. She looked almost hungry, but it was not the hunger of a monster looking at its next meal. It was the same hunger I could feel rising up in my own chest as I looked down at her, a passionate hunger that made my blood sing and filled my ears with the roaring of the sea.
Crystal stood up abruptly, her fingers leaving hot trails on my skin as she pulled away momentarily. Then she practically tackled me backwards onto the bed, the mattress springs creaking beneath us as we collapsed together onto the bed sheets.
I hastily kicked off my pants and then we were rolling across the bed together, our hands exploring each other’s bodies with frantic intensity. I don’t know who kissed who first, but soon our lips were mashed together and my entire body felt like it was on fire.
Crystal lay on top of me, her weight pressing our bodies together and sandwiching my cock between us. I could feel her rock-hard nipples and the hot cushions of her breasts pressing against my chest and my hands roughly kneaded her perky, yet pillowy-soft ass cheeks, electing breathless moans from her mouth.
Crystal shifted slightly and one hand went behind my head while the other continued to grope at my muscles. I felt her tongue against my lips and my mouth opened of its own accord, allowing our tongues to dance together as Crystal deepened our passionate kiss.
After what felt like an eternity, Crystal came up for air and sat up slightly, her cheeks flushed red and her hair a mess. “We need…to get you some…tighter shirts,” she gasped out between deep breaths, “I can’t believe…you were hiding all this…this whole time!” She ran her hands along my pecs and traced the smooth outlines of my abs with her fingers.
“Only if we get you some too,” I fired back breathlessly. I reluctantly released one hand from where I was still tightly holding onto her plump buttocks and reached up to brush my hand across Crystal’s abdomen. She might not have the same sort of build that I did, but Crystal was still in amazing shape and I could feel the tight muscles hidden under just a thin layer of fat.
“I like these,” I demonstrably squeezed her butt, then reached up and cupped one of her large breasts with my other hand, my thumb gently teasing her nipple. “But this,” I poked her belly button, “is brilliant too.”
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Crystal laughed, which did some rather amazing things to her chest and completely stole any shred of focus I had left. “Anything if it means getting you into a muscle shirt. I mean, I work out Percy, but you’re built like a freaking greek god! I’ve seen statues less cut than you are. I bet you could grate cheese on these abs!”
My heart skipped a beat at her words, but Crystal didn’t give me any time to worry about her ‘greek god’ comment. She leaned back down and kissed me again, then pulled away after only a handful of seconds. “You know,” she said teasingly, “It really feels like someone’s feeling a little left out. Or well, a lot left out, there’s nothing little about him at all.”
Then her hand closed around my shaft once again, pressing my rock-hard length against her belly. “Big strong Percy down here feels like he could use some love and affection too, don’t you think.”
Crystal didn’t wait for a response and crawled backwards on the bed, licking and kissing her way down my neck and chest until she was crouching over my legs with her face directly over my crotch.
Crystal looked up at me and for the first time tonight I saw something other than eager passion in her face. My instincts screamed for me to reach out and take her right then and there, push her down and use her body until I was completely satisfied. I roughly shoved those instincts aside.
Despite the tiny voice screaming in my ear that I was about to do something stupid, I pushed myself up on my elbows and looked her dead in the eyes. “You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” I began softly. The words almost physically hurt to say but my mom hadn’t raised an asshole that would act like some of the less flattering myths I’d read about my divine family. “If you want we can––”
Crystal smiled back at me. “Thank you, Percy. But I know exactly what I want from you tonight.” Her smile turned into a smirk and she planted a tongue-filled kiss on the head of my cock, her eyes never leaving mine. My arms went as limp as noodles and I collapsed back onto the bed with a gasp. “You’re going to be screaming my name by the end of the night.” Crystal told me firmly.
I let my body relax, content in the knowledge that Crystal was an adult that could make her own choices. My cock twitched as Crystal kissed the tip again and began to slowly stroke my shaft with her hand. Still, I was Percy Jackson and that wasn’t going to be the last thing I said. “Prove it, Crystal,” I taunted, my heart doing flip flops in my chest as I looked at her.
“It would be my pleasure.”
I didn’t really have anything to compare it to, so I couldn't say one way or another if Crystal’s blowjob technique was particularly good or not. Frankly, I’d only ever heard of the term before in whispered conversations at Camp and one time when I’d caught one of the Aphrodite girls and her boyfriend hiding behind the amphitheater after curfew one night.
Well, whatever the case may be, it absolutely worked wonders. Crystal had me seeing stars after just a few minutes, the sensation of her hands, lips, tongue, and mouth on my cock sending me up to the heights of mount Olympus.
She lavished every inch of my shaft with little licks and kisses, her nimble tongue leaving lines of blazing pleasure in its wake. One hand moved languidly up and down my shaft, a combination of her saliva and my precum allowing her hand to glide smoothly across my skin. The other alternated between fondling my heavy balls and roughly groping my thighs, glutes, and abs.
Before long I felt ready to burst, only a desire to keep the incredible pleasuring going holding me back from blowing my load all over Crystal’s face and chest. My entire body was tense, my muscles throbbing with excretion.“Crystal, I’m going to––” I choked out between gasps and groans of pleasure.
Crystal’s grin was almost maniacal. “Cum for me, Percy! Cum all over––”
Her words were the last straw, the mental image of her pale skin splattered with my cum pushing me over the edge. The first spurt of cum exploded out of me like a cannon shot, dousing Crystal’s face in hot, sticky seed. Crystal’s grip on my cock and balls tightened and she flinched backwards slightly, just in time for the second spurt to pain her breasts an even paler white. Finally she seemed to realize what was happening and hurriedly leaned forward with her mouth open, catching the rest of my climax in her mouth.
“Holy shit, Crystal,” I breathed, “that was amazing.”
Crystal sat back on her heels, a slightly dopey expression on her face. She grinned at me and I could see streaks of white all over her pearly teeth that matched the splatters all over her cheeks, breasts, and lips. Then she opened her mouth and showed me the big pool of cum sitting on her tongue.
Crystal closed her mouth and swallowed, letting out a low moan, then showed me her now-clean tongue again. If I hadn’t still been rock hard, that would have been more than enough to get me ready to go again.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I told Crystal plainly.
“The hottesting thing you’ve seen yet,” Crystal corrected me, then scooped up a strand of cum off her chest with her finger and raised it to her mouth. Over the course of a few seconds she swiftly licked up every drop of cum from her finger like it was a lollipop, then licked her fingers and grinned at me with newly-cleaned teeth. “I’m certainly not done yet, and Percy junior down here doesn’t look like he’s done yet either.”
She gathered up another blob of cum from her cheek this time and swiftly swallowed it down as well. “You know, your cum kind of tastes like sushi,” she told me suddenly. “And now I’m hungry. We should go get sushi some time.”
That was an interesting fact that notably did not make me want to go get sushi, but watching Crystal chow down on my cum wasn’t really leaving me in much of a mood to refuse her suggestions. “Yeah sure, we can do that. Do you know any good spots?”
“A few. Right now though I’m definitely in the mood for something a bit…meatier.”
Abandoning her impromptu snacking for the moment, Crystal shuffled forward until her belly was once again pressed up against my cock, leaving a slight trail of moisture in her wake. As much as I had enjoyed Crystal’s efforts, I was glad to see that she too seemed to be having fun. I could sense that her core, which had already been rather damn since the moment she’d stepped inside the room, was practically soaked with arousal that was slowly leaking down her thighs and onto the bed sheets.
Crystal took a deep breath. “Percy, I…” She paused and bit her lower lip, her hand seemingly unconsciously pumping up and down my shaft and sending waves of pleasure up my spine. Then she took another deep breath and continued. “Percy, tonight I want you to make me a woman.”
My brain felt like it was going to explode and I wanted to say something, but Crystal wasn’t done. “What happened with Hookwolf…it wasn’t your fault, it was mine. I was stupid and I got way too close to him, and it all worked out all right in the end, but it reminded me that something can happen at any moment and that I should cherish and take advantage of every moment and chance that life gives me.
“You…I’ve only known you for a few days, but you’re an amazing guy and a great hero…and you saved my life and…if there’s any guy I would want to have my first time with, then it would be you. You’re kind, heroic, super hot, can cook, have an enormous cock…” Crystal’s composure broke and she burst out laughing
I wished I could say all those same things back to her, but in my heart of hearts there was one part of what Crystal had said that I couldn’t repeat with any true sincerity. Still, Crystal deserved a response. I reached up and cupped her cheek with one hand. “You’re pretty amazing too, Crystal. You’re kind, heroic, super hot, your mom can cook––” Crystal pouted but I wasn’t done yet, “and I’m lucky to have my first time with an amazing girl like you too.”
“Huh, a guy like you…I didn’t expect that.”
I shrugged. “It's true.”
“Well then, let’s make it extra amazing. For both of us.”
“I’ll do my best.”
“Good. Like I said before, I’m going to have you screaming my name before we’re done here and so far all I’ve heard is a whisper!”
“Then it sounds like you haven’t been trying hard enough.” I winked.
“Oh god damn it just fuck me already!” Crystal exclaimed suddenly.
“Well, I guess if you insist…”
More than an hour later, we lay together on top of some very, very messy bed sheets, Crystal spooned against me and my finally half-hard cock poking into her butt. In the end, Crystal certainly got her wish and we really put the soundproofing of the room to the test.
Crystal shifted slightly and let out a soft groan of discomfort. “Damn it, I can’t sleep like this.” She sighed and tried to sit up, but I just tightened my grip on her waist and pulled her back into me. “Come on, Percy, we both should get cleaned up and I need to go get some fresh sheets.” She took a deep sniff and groaned again. “And we should probably air the room out before morning, there’s no way anyone will miss what happened if they walk into here.”
I didn’t really want to get up. Nor let go of Crystal for that matter. I felt both exhausted and utterly content and getting out of bed right now sounded like torture. I was a son of Poseidon. I wasn’t supposed to have to worry about Hades-damned wet and soiled sheets.
I buried my face in Crystal’s hair and focused on the distant crashing of waves. A cool, salty breeze blew through the room, whipping away dirt, grime, and the lingering scent of our coupling.
Crystal froze momentarily, then relaxed back into my arms. “Or I guess that works. I didn’t know you could do that. Very convenient.”
Crystal was very warm and soft in my arms. I started to mumble something into her hair, but never finished as I fell fully into Hypnos’s warm embrace. For once in my life my dreams were utterly peaceful, filled with nothing but half-remembered warm touches and a glittering, stormy smile.