Anticipation

Valentina didn't hesitate even slightly. The second Percy ordered her to bend over she practically jumped off of Drew, shoving her face against the bed and raising her massive mocha ass.

Her underwear, the fanciest set out of the three girls, was still entirely intact. Thin ribbons around her thighs were attached by straps to her thong and beyond. Nettings made of felt hung across her stomach and ass in the form of veils. Percy decided that the entire snow-white array was like frosting on a chocolate cake. It made the view better, but Valentina's body was the real treat.

Well, nobody ever accused him of having too much restraint. He grabbed Valentina.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, but it was muffled by the blankets her face was pressed into. Percy gripped her backside with a hand on either cheek, just squeezing. His fingers sunk impossibly deep into the depths of Valentina's satin skin. She mumbled soft groans as he kneaded her flesh. Coming from a guy that tore off a legendary monster's horn before the age of 12, his grip strength was no joke, but she took it all like a champ.

As he got busy with Valentina, Silena took some initiative. And by that he meant that she stood up and dragged Drew off the bed by the ankles. The Asian girl thudded onto the floor — her head landing on a pillow, thankfully — without a single external reaction. Percy might've been slightly concerned about the state she'd been left in, if he had any attention to spare.

Using the entire bed now left to them, Percy moved freely around Valentina. The whole time she stayed still with an arched back. Without another order, she wouldn't leave the position he'd told her to adopt. Percy smirked to himself.

His hands, rough with callouses from many years of wielding swords, roamed her body freely and thoroughly. He traced the crook of her spine. He brushed against her breasts. He rolled his fingers across the back of her neck, mixing with her dark hair. He slid hands underneath the straps and lace across her body to better reach all her hidden spots. He gripped her voluminous thighs. He squeezed the side of her stomach until small rolls of fat oozed between his fingers.

"Y'know, on the first day, you said you were going to eat me up," Percy said casually.

"I did," Valentina said.

At least that's what Percy was pretty sure she said. It was a little hard to tell, what with the way she was practically eating bed in that moment.

Without warning, he gave her ass a good sharp slap.

"How's that going for you?" he asked.

"Not goooood," she moaned. "But… not complaining."

Percy laughed. His hands slid up across her sides, leaving goosebumps in the wake of their path. His fingers found the latches to two of the minor straps and carefully, delicately, unhooked them.

When he saw Valentina's outfit, his first thought had been that it was overcomplicated. All he'd pondered was how quickly he could get it off of her. But now… Now his opinion had changed. The destination is important, but so is the trip to get there.

The two minor straps dropped after he undid them, dropping to hang past Valentina's sides. Percy moved onto the next two, then the two after that. The veil over her stomach came loose. It floated delicately down to the bed sheet, landing without a sound. Valentina whimpered.

Percy's hands roamed further. The lower veil joined its twin in the bed. More and more straps hung loose, until soon the only ones still fastened were the ones holding up her bra and panties. As Percy worked his hands moved progressively faster, but now they stopped completely.

"That first night, you imagined me as you masturbated," Percy said. "That's what you said you were going to do, and you followed through."

"Mhm," Valentina moaned.

She was quivering, and it wasn't from the strain of staying in a yoga-like position for so long. The trembling increased with each of Percy's touches. The feeling of him, so close and yet not taking things to the final step, had her ready to burst. Pure anticipation was pumping through her system like adrenaline.

"Tell me what you imagined," Percy said. "Don't leave out a single detail."

There was a brief pause as Valentina's desire to take things further warred with her need to complete his command. Ultimately, the promise to do as Percy asked for the night won out.

"It started where we left off," Valentina began slowly. "You pushed me down on the bed. You were on top, and hands were up under my shirt. Your fingers…"

Valentina trailed off as Percy undid the final clasp on her bra.

"Continue," he said, slowly lowering the cloth out of the way onto the bed.

"Your fingers were grabbing me. Playing with my nipples, exactly the way I showed you." A tremor had entered Valentina's voice— one that only grew more extreme as Percy began acting out exactly what she was describing. "I could feel your muscles. All those big, strong, bulging muscles. I writhed on the bed but couldn't get away. Which was fine. I didn't want to get away."

Percy bent down, until he was whispering in her ear. His hands still toyed with her breasts. Not only did he twist and turn her nipples, he pulled down on them, working with gravity to draw out even more stimulation.

"And what did I do next?"

"You pulled down my yoga pants," Valentina said. "And then… Then you did the same to my panties."

"Really?" Percy's hands left her breasts, sliding down to her waist. "Like this?"

He looped the white cloth over her ass, down to her upper thigh.

"Yes!" Valentina gasped. "But more!"

"More?" Percy tried his best to sound truly confused as he slid them another inch. "This much?"

"Even more!"

"Thiiis much?"

"Even even more!"

The pattern repeated multiple times over. Adopting a trick from Silena's striptease, the distance he moved the panties decreased with each repetition. Valentina was beginning to truly shake. He could feel it even in her thighs, and see it on her face.

"This much?"

"More!"

And, on a seemingly normal repetition coming after so many others like it that Percy had stopped counting, he took another trick from that Silena show.

He tore the panties all the way off in a single rapid swoop.

Valentina inhaled sharply. Her lower body tensed, almost as if orgasming except not so extreme. Percy shifted, moving behind her as he casually tossed away her panties.

"What next?"

Valentina didn't answer immediately. Percy delivered another sharp slap to her now-bare ass.

"I said, what next?"

Valentina collected herself with a deep breath. "You took your fat, girthy cock—"

"This one?"

Percy slapped his cock against the lips of her pussy, letting it bob and rub the most sensitive area on Valentina's body.

The girl shuddered. "Th-That one. You took it, and you shoved it all the way into my pussy, so deep I could feel it even in my stomach. It filled me up so much. And it kept filling me, over and over again…"

"Interesting." Percy hooked his hands around her hips. He lined himself up carefully, making sure he wouldn't miss where he was aiming.

"I want you to fuck me— I mean, you fucked me!" Valentina caught herself at the last second. "You fucked me better than anybody ever had before. I came, and I kept cumming, until I felt like my whole body had dried out. Then you filled me up with your gooey, delicious, heroic baby-batter!"

Exactly as her story hit its fervent peak Percy slammed himself forward. With a shrieking moan, Valentina climaxed in time with her fantasy.

Only, Percy hadn't filled her up at all. His cock was shoved into the narrow gap between her voluminous thighs, so high up that the top of his shaft rubbed the lips of her pussy. Moist leakage dripped from her lower lips onto the top of his shaft. It took Valentina a long moment to realize he wasn't inside her at all.

"What—?!" she started.

Percy cut her off with another spank.

"I don't want to fuck you yet," he said simply. "You have to prove you're worth it. Make me cum once with these things.

Valentina started to raise her head. "What things?"

Percy pushed her back down with one hand while using the other to deliver a slap. Not to her ass this time, though. No, it collided with the side of her thigh. Her legs jiggled just as much as any ass.

"These," Percy said.

He pulled back and thrusted again.

It was a bit different from regular sex. There was more resistance; more force pulling back on his sensitive skin. It made him go slower, but he wouldn't describe the feeling as bad.

After his soft shove, Valentina took all his efforts with her head down. It was clear something was building within the girl, though. He caught the way her hands were suddenly gripping the blanket like a lifeline, or the way her breaths grew progressively deeper and rougher.

Which was good. That was exactly what Percy had been hoping for.

It was still all about anticipation. After all his playing around he got her worked up until she was expecting the sex to finally start, only to disappoint her again. This time, it was even worse. He was rubbing her slit every time he moved. For her, it would be like the very last moment before sex truly begins, when a man rubs himself against his partner before entering her, except that the entry never came.

"Are you frustrated?" Percy asked as he continued to pleasure himself with her thighs.

The whimpers Valentina let out sounded roughly affirmative.

"Then take initiative— make what you want to happen, happen!"

At first, his words didn't create a change. Valentina stayed totally still except for the jolts from his thrusts. Then, slowly, it happened.

Her hands uncoiled from around the sheets they were grasping. Her upper body relaxed, but only so she could focus on another area. Her hips began to undulate in time with his thrusts.

At first there wasn't much effect. Percy kept going like he had been, hardly noticing a thing. But Valentina didn't just move one way. She continued to flick and to twist, and each time the movement changed just slightly. That rough feeling of resistance began to decrease. At the same time, the pressure on his cock increased. Percy started to sweat. With every thrust the sensation became more pleasant.

Valentina didn't speak anymore. She was completely focused, and it was working. In real time she was teaching herself a new trick in bed using nothing but her divine instincts.

"You girls really do have cheats, you know that?" Percy grunted.

Valentina didn't answer, of course. She just continued milking him with her thighs.

He held on for as long as possible. He fought, tooth and nail. But Valentina was too good. Honestly, he'd known she would be from the start. And she got her reward— all over her upper body and face.

When Percy came, the long build-up added extra force to the shot. His semen fired almost straight out of the gap in Valentina's thighs, landing across her breasts and face. The sudden explosion seemed to catch her off-guard, snapping her out of her focused trance. She adjusted quickly. Her tongue darted out over her dark lips, licking her face clean.

Her body relaxed slightly. There wasn't any reason not to. Percy had just cum; it would take him a moment to collect himself. Learning a trick on the fly like that must've exhausted her some. It was the absolute perfect time to catch her breath.

Which is why Percy chose it to shove himself all the way into her pussy, exactly like she originally asked.

"BY OLYMPUS!" Valentina shouted in pure surprise.

Percy didn't answer. The time for witty teasing was gone. Now was when he had to capitalize on the anticipation he spent so long building up. Valentina was as ready for this as any girl could be. All he had to do now was fuck her with all he had, before admiring the results.

His hips blurred. His hands found the snuggest spot on Valentina's hips as he used them purely to keep steady and speed up. Fleshy smacks resounded faster and firmer than even the roughest moments of his fuck with Drew.

Valentina's entire body was impossibly soft. When his hips struck her thighs, the ripples would travel up as high as her shoulders, and down as low as her ankles. Her insides were equally soft. Her pussy didn't so much grip him as it caressed his shaft, driving him toward an orgasm with that same delicate touch Valentina always carried in bed.

After her first exclamation, words abandoned her. All she did was moan while Percy kept going. Yet her moans were almost musical. They sounded like a symphony to Percy's ears.

A staccato one, put to the tempo of their clapping flesh.

For all the wonderful feelings, Percy wanted more. His willpower was shot to Hades at this point. His ability to hold back his orgasms had been slowly deteriorating as the evening dragged. If this was going to end, he wanted it to be on his terms, and nobody else's.

Somehow, without slowing down, Percy struggled to his feet.

He didn't stand all the way up. Rather, he stood crouched in a stance that left even his superhuman muscles on fire. It was worth it, though. From the new angle, he could us his entire body. His hands shifted from Valentina's hips to grab her luscious ass for a more efficient grip. All added together, he managed to about double the speeds he was moving at.

Valentina's musical moans became shorter, sharper shouts. She bellowed out her pleasure for the whole room to hear. Percy himself couldn't keep his grunts to himself. Just as he was hitting his muscles' limits with the taxing position, he hit his limit in another way.

When he came, he didn't bother pulling out. Considering Valentina's fantasy that was the least he could do. Despite two orgasms separated by such little time, he still managed to pump a decent amount out deep between her legs. Certainly enough to keep her satisfied, if the deep sigh she let out was any indication.

Percy himself stumbled back, landing on his butt on the bed. His legs ached as if on fire. Sweat decorated every inch of his skin, and he smelled about as pleasant as a cyclops coming back from a week-long camping trip. Every instinct in his body screamed at him to lie down, relax, take a nap. He'd done more than enough to earn it. All he had to do was shut his eyes…

Smack!

Rather than give in, he delivered two heavy slaps to either of his cheeks. They went bright red, throbbing with a rush of blood, and he took a deep breath.

Good. He was awake now. That had been dangerous. If he gave in there, he would've failed.

There was still one girl left. Despite everything that had happened, this lesson wasn't over. In fact, he still had an entire third of it to make his way through.

Looking up, his eyes found Silena.

She'd been so quiet for so long that he forgot she was there. Not like the night before where she heckled Drew the entire time they were at it. The counselor had retreated to the far side of the room, standing for some reason next to the other new furniture piece that had appeared that night along with the bed: the large walk-in closet.

It almost looked as if she'd been facing the closet, conversing with it, but she quickly turned and offered Percy her full attention. A smile bloomed across her perfect face.

"My turn?" she asked eagerly.

Percy pulled himself up off the bed, walking toward her. That was answer enough. Her smile got wider.

"It's about time, isn't it? All this was my idea, and yet somehow those two got you twice before I even got a single ride. Doesn't seem very fair."

Percy stopped in front of her, both of them standing in front of the strange armoire. He didn't know why it was there, or what its purpose was supposed to be, but he did know one thing: he could use it.

Percy shoved Silena back against the polished wood as hard as possible without causing her pain.

"Who cares about fair?" he asked, leaning down to get close to her face. "Just get excited about what's happening now."

Rather than back away, Silena wrapped her arms around his neck, dragging him in even closer.

"Oh, believe me sweetie," she whispered huskily, "I already am."