Percy's eyes opened slowly. His back ached from the cramped position he had been sleeping in. He had been stuck with one of the smaller sports cars, in which he hardly fit, but had been too chivalric (or too proud) to switch with one of the girls, all of whom were a fair bit smaller than him. He stretched out his legs, peering out of the window to see that it was still pitch black. As he moved around, he realized that he had quite the morning wood.
Percy grumbled to himself as he readjusted his boxers, making his erection a little more comfortable. Like any other teenaged boy, he was controlled by his hormones, and he was well aware that the next few days would be torture, constantly being around attractive girls like Thalia, Bianca, and Zoë and not being able to do anything about it. He made up his mind that the next time they stopped at somewhere with a washroom, he would relieve himself.
However, as the minutes went on and his erection did not cease, the frustrated young son of Poseidon took his penis out of his boxers and began to stroke himself, the danger of getting caught making it all the more arousing for him. The rush of doing this soon wore off, and Percy wondered what else he could do to relieve some of his sexual frustration. It occurred to him that, given that it was pitch black outside, it was the middle of the night, and the others were probably still asleep.
He got out of his chosen car, making sure not to let the door slam, and walked over to another car, being cautious not to make any sounds that could wake someone.
He picked one of the cars, he couldn't remember if it had been taken by Thalia, Bianca, or Zoë, but definitely not by Grover. He unzipped his jeans before getting in and then opened the door. Part of him hoped that it would be Thalia's or Bianca's, as if he got caught there was less of a chance of him getting an arrow to the testicles. However, part of him (a very stiff part of him) was very glad to see that he had wandered into Zoë's car. He sat in the front seat and gently closed the door.
Zoë had taken off her parka, leaving her wearing a sweater and jeans. Her jeans hugged her generous curves, while her sweater rode up on her, exposing her midriff. Her stomach was just as tanned as her face was. He jerked himself off as he stared at the sexy immortal.
Percy's eyes widened as he felt himself about to come. He stopped stroking at the last second and pulled his boxers up over his cock. A weak dribble of come dripped out of his cockhead and onto the insides of his boxers. He sighed, wiping his hand over his face at how close he had come to coming on her face. His heart beat slowed down as he climbed out of the car, closed the door silently, and crept back into his car.
He pulled his boxers back down and inspected his now enraged cock. He sighed to himself. Now he was definitely going to need to relieve himself, and soon. Deciding that he didn't want to just sit around and play with his dick until sunrise, he pulled his pants back up and curled up uncomfortably on the backseat.
After Percy had left, Zoë waited a minute and then slowly opened her eyes. Once she was sure he was gone, she felt under her jeans, and found herself touching a noticeable wet spot on her panties. She was just glad that he hadn't noticed. The sound of him masturbating had been so arousing for her, that she had snuck a peak at him, luckily when his eyes had briefly closed. She had marvelled at his enormous cock, and had privately hoped that he would come on her face.
Without even intending to, Zoë had begun to pump fingers inside herself. The image of his huge cock ejaculating on her face was enough to make her climax. She put one of her hands over her mouth to silence herself as she coated her fingers.
Zoë slowly came down from her high and sat up shakily. "Oath be damned," she muttered to herself. "I'll be dead before my Lady can punish me, anyways."
Much like Percy had only twenty minutes earlier, Zoë now crept over to his car and snuck in. He was curled up uncomfortably, and was clearly asleep. Despite that, she could see his erection straining at his jeans, and felt pity on him. She quietly pulled his jeans and boxers down just enough to expose his long shaft and heavy balls. He was lying on his side, so his cock stuck out at her. She slowly wrapped her hand around his cock.
Percy was breathing heavily but not awake. Zoë fought the temptation to kiss him softly on the lips and instead held her mouth open over his, breathing in his outward breath. She gently pulled the foreskin down to reveal the large wet head; she could see pre-cum run slowly from the tip down over her fingers.
Zoë had never told anyone but she had always wondered how semen tasted, and what men looked like while orgasming. Now here she was in the dark slowly licking pre-cum off the head of a son of Poseidon's erect penis like an ice-cream on a hot day. It tasted sweet, the smoothness formed a slickness over her lips. She also licked her fingers while rubbing the clear lubricant over his shaft. Her tongue tickled the tip to try and get some more; her heart was beating in her throat. She felt dizzy and slightly drunk. All of a sudden she felt his hand move onto her shoulder! She lay motionless for a second, wondering if he would say anything? If he was awake? Would he let her continue? Nothing.
He smelled like nothing she had ever wanted so badly before and with this Zoë quickly pushed him into her mouth and begin to wank him slowly. Her tongue made circular motions on the base of the head causing pre-cum to flow freely out down over the back of her tongue and throat. She quickly switched and began to lick his heavy, taut scrotum. His testicles had a unique taste, one that drove her wild. All sense had gone from her mind; she could think of only him and how desirous she was for him, the most primal and ancient part of her brain controlled her.
How had she allowed herself to become so intoxicated by him? The thought of tasting his cum had made her lose control. Why did she want to taste it so badly it hurt? Those were questions for which she had no answers. All she knew was that she was kissing him passionately between his legs in the darkness of the night. She could feel his muscles, his soft skin against hers.
That was what was running through her mind while she was licking, jerking and kissing this private area between his thighs. Soon she had worked his entire genital area into a hot, wet, convulsing mess. This was the moment she treasured. The moment his sperm would pass from him into her.
His body went torpid, his penis hardened in her hand and his eyes shot open. The heat and viscosity of his cum hitting the back of her throat made her head swim. One, two, three, four. Shot after shot filling her mouth. Then Zoë let his cock out of her mouth as it spewed onto her face. Five, six, seven. A small amount ran out the side of her mouth but she swallowed a little and quickly licked it up. He lay there writhing for a few minutes.
"Z-Zoë?" he asked.
She smiled up at him and kissed his cockhead before swallowing down his seed. "I have no misconceptions about where this quest will lead," she said without any beating around the bush. "I would prefer to have one positive sexual experience before its end."
Percy quietly said, "Oh." He wasn't quite sure what she meant, but part of that could be that his blood wasn't exactly flowing to his brain at the moment.
Zoë rolled her eyes at his stupefied look, already beginning to regret this. She sighed; she had already sucked his dick, she might as well fuck him, too. She just hoped that his dick felt as amazing as it tasted.
Percy's eyes bugged out as she unzipped her sweater, slipped it off, and then pulled off her light purple t-shirt. Under that she had no bra; presumably as a Huntress of Artemis, she felt no desire to make her tits look nicer or bigger. Even without the bra, her tits looked fantastic, not too big and not too small, and with the perfect amount of perkiness while also yielding a little, in a way that Percy knew they would bounce around.
He hastily pulled off his shirt and removed his jeans and boxers as she pulled off her jeans. He sat back in the back seat and she stood between his legs, slowly revealing her white cotton panties: again, more practical than sexy, though it did nothing to limit how perfect her ass looked.
Percy leaned forward as Zoë bent over to remove her panties. He took her firm, round buttocks into his hands and played with them, kissing and licking at her flesh. She had to bend forward a little awkwardly over the driver's seat as he licked his way down to her moist slit and sucked on her tender, pink flesh.
Percy was now back to fully erect. Zoë turned around again and straddled his lap, her knees on the leather seat on the outsides of his hips. She sat down on his thighs, rubbing her wetness along his shaft. Percy groaned as she rose up high enough on him so that her folds were at the same level as his cockhead, her breasts level with his face. He leaned forward into her cleavage as she lowered herself onto him with a moan.
To Percy's surprise, he didn't encounter any resistance as she sunk her depths onto him, coating his cock with her nectar. She was tight, tighter than he had imagined possible, but he was able to slide in relatively easy. Had Percy been more intelligent, or not had ADHD, he may have stayed silent. As it was, he asked, "Wait, you're not a virgin?"
Zoë glared at him as if to say, 'Seriously? You're asking me that now?' Instead, she said, "Plenty of the Huntresses are not virgins. After all, many of us have been victims of male violence, which frequently takes a sexual form. It is only once we join the Hunt that we swear off all relations with men," she said.
Percy sobered up at that. "Sorry," he said, "If I, uh, brought up bad memories or anything."
"Just shut up and fuck me already," Zoë said. Percy nodded and grabbed her by the ass, lifting her along his shaft. She moaned and buried her face against his neck as she felt a cock in her for the first time in centuries. She gasped and started to rock her hips against his, keeping her head on his shoulder to prevent herself from hitting her head on the ceiling of the car.
Zoë's ass bounced along his pole and she moaned in ecstasy. Percy's hands ran all over her body, sweat beading on both of their skins as they rubbed against each other. The delightful friction between the two of them was causing pleasure to wrack through both of their bodies. Zoë rode him, swinging her hips back and forth along his stiff penis. She uttered a soft gasp as he penetrated so far into her wetness. He played with her firm tits, squeezing the hardened nipples and running them between his fingers.
Zoë's forehead had a thin layer of sweat and her hair was matted against her skin as she kissed him and then pulled off of him. She gave his length a few quick strokes and then got on her hands and knees on the seats, raising her tight ass into the air. Percy managed to get behind her in the tight confines of the vehicle and guided his prick back inside her. Percy grabbed her hips. He ran his hands over her delicious ass as he submerged his throbbing cock inside her tight snatch. His left foot was braced against the floor, while his right leg was awkwardly folded against the seat.
Every time he slid inside her, Zoë saw stars. She grabbed onto the door handle and concentrated all her energy to her core. Percy kept a tight grip on her hips as he pounded her harder and harder from behind. As he rammed into her again and again, Percy traced his fingers around her body. Every touch sent shockwaves through Zoë's body, and warm juices trickled down her thighs. The car rocked back and forth from the force of Percy's thrusts. Zoë braced her hands against the window of the car as he pushed into her.
Percy groped her luscious tits from behind and spanked her rear, turning the flesh red from his handprints. Her ass jiggled against his groin as he slapped it. "Oh gods!" Zoë shouted. "Your cock is amazing!" Ecstasy ran through her veins as her loins erupted in pleasure. Percy kept a steady pace as her insides exploded around him.
He pulled her hair and yanked her so that her body made a U-shape under his own. Another heavy thrust rocked her body, the sensation of his full balls slapping against her clit proving too much for her to handle.
Zoë kept screaming out expletives and encouragements to keep fucking her, to which he gladly obliged. Within minutes she was once again on the verge of climax, and her soaked cunt clenched around his shaft once again.
Percy pulled out, pre-come drizzling it out of his cock as he placed it on her firm ass.
"Gods almighty," Zoë marvelled as she got off her hands and knees and sat next to him. "Why don't we move to another car with a bit more room?"
Percy agreed. She gave him a tender kiss, tugging on his lower lip and rubbing her hand over his torso, before getting out of the car. He followed her, neither caring about their nudity as they looked through the sports cars until they found an SUV with more room. They slipped inside, neither noticing that Zoë's screams had woken up the other three members of their quest, and that all three were now masturbating and watching.
Percy sprawled out on the more expansive back seats. His head rested against the left-most headrest, while his legs hung off the right-most seat. Zoë climbed onto him and positioned her face by his crotch, and her own groin by his face. The dark haired girl had a decent sized bush above her pussy, which Percy now trailed his fingers through. He had to keep one of his arms around her lower back to keep her from sliding off of him.
He groaned as he felt her tongue against his shaft. This time he could actually enjoy the feel of her sucking him off. He slipped his tongue into her wet core and licked her out happily, more than willing to taste her nectar from the source. Her pussy smelled strange, kind of like fresh apples, and tasted indescribably, like all of his favourite things at once.
Zoë decided that Percy deserved an extra reward. She had gone into this quest resigned to never have orgasmed on a cock, to never experience the feel of a huge cock hammering inside her and coming. Percy had made all of these impossibilities come true, and more. She licked his shaft as she let it out of her mouth. "Percy," she said, "Why don't you move your tongue a little bit?" She reached both hands behind her and parted her thick, round cheeks, exposing her dark hole to him.
"I would love to," Percy said. He saw her tiny asshole and wanted to taste it, so he first played with it, circling it with his finger, and then he licked around the hole, causing another moan. He decided to lick right inside and continued that while he had three fingers inside her pussy, all the while she was squealing and grunting. Her face was that of pure pleasure as she tried and failed to continue sucking his cock. He then sucked on her dark hole for a while tasting the musky essence and loving it. She loved his oral ministrations on her and when his tongue and mouth left her asshole, he went back to her juicy pink pussy and sucked and lapped until she squirted her juices.
She was loving every moment of his talented tongue and mouth and screamed out, "OH, PERCY! I'M COMING!" A few seconds later, she bucked wildly onto his face and grunted, and then she let out large squirts in his mouth and onto his tongue. Percy loved the taste of his lover and drank it all up.
Zoë impaled her head on his cock vigorously, fondling his heavy balls as she did. She pulled off of him sloppily, leaving his shaft coated in her saliva; she knew that he would need all the lubricant he could get. She slipped off of him and turned away from him, sitting on his thighs. His hard shaft poked between her buttocks; she moved them up and down along his hardness. Then she pulled apart her cheeks and slowly sat down on him, her ass taking him deep inside.
Zoë cried out as she felt his throbbing cockhead enter her anus. The pain of having a phallus in her ass soon wore away, giving way to pleasure from how amazing his dick felt in her. She took him all the way inside her until she was sitting on his thighs once again, now with his length prodding deep into her bowels.
"Oh, fuck," Percy groaned as his length was encompassed by her tight rectum. Without her saliva as lubricant, it would have been next to impossible to fit all the way inside her. Zoë gradually started to ride his hips, her big butt bouncing against his thighs and stomach with every movement. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back flush against his chest. One arm moved up her front to roughly grab her tits, the other went down, through her bush and began to rub her hardened nub.
Despite her regal appearance and tendency to speak in borderline Old English, Zoë had returned to cursing up a storm as Percy's throbbing dick drove into her bowels. "Oh, fuck yes," she cried out. Her breasts bounced in his hands as he cupped them. "Fuck my tight little asshole, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, YES!"
Her obscenities were punctuated as she climaxed on his cock, her ass tightening around his cock to an almost painful degree. Her juices flooded onto his thighs and hand as he stimulated her clitoris repeatedly.
Zoë went limp in his arms as the pleasure became too much for her to function. He was grateful for the momentary break, as his balls felt about to burst if they continued any time soon. He trailed his hands over her soft skin. Her nipples were hard, and he tugged on them.
Zoë regained some semblance of self control not long after and started to gyrate her hips. Percy grabbed her by the hips and groaned. "Fuck, Zoë, I'm close."
She pulled off of his rigid manhood. She lay on her back across the seats, her legs on Percy's lap. Her delicate feet played with his throbbing member. Her breasts heaved as she breathed heavily. "Fuck me, Percy," she said, "Come inside me."
Percy's eyes bugged out of his head as she spread apart her lower lips with her fingers. He looked at her like she had grown a second head. "Seriously?" he asked, his cock twitching.
Zoë had known since the beginning of this quest that she would die. Percy had given her a positive sexual experience, taken her anal virginity, and come in her mouth. There was only one thing left to do, for her to feel a dick ejaculating inside her. It wasn't like she'd be alive long enough to know if he knocked her up. "Yes," she said definitively. "I want your seed inside me."
That was all the encouragement Percy needed. He moved her feet from his lap and climbed on top of him, positioning his member between her legs. He palmed her luscious breasts as he began to pump into her. Despite the fact that he felt like he was already on the edge, he was determined to make her come again.
Zoë's legs shook as Percy hammered into her. They kissed passionately as his hands roamed all over her body. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her legs up, and she wrapped them around his lower back. He buried himself into her sheath. "Oh, oh my gods yes, oh, don't stop!" she cried out as her pussy convulsed around his member.
Percy's balls churned as he came, shooting thick spurts of come into her, even more than he had before, shooting his arrows into her quiver and filling her womb to the brim. Looking out of their windows, Grover, Thalia, and Bianca hastily ducked down, having come multiple times. Percy rode out both of their orgasms and then pulled out of her, lying next to her.
They were a little befuddled when, that day, none of their quest-mates could make eye contact with them. Late that night, however, Zoë found a way to visit him once again, and they reenacted the previous night, with different positions but the same result.