Hospitality Part 1 (Percy/Annabeth/Piper/Hazel)

Hazel Levesque and Piper McClean stood on a busy street craning their necks to look up. They had to shield their eyes from the sun, leaving their suitcases sitting behind them on the curb.

“Did you expect it to be so
” Hazel said.

“Big?” Piper said.

“Yeah, that.”

The building was at least 12 stories, and even though their friends only owned one apartment, it had been specified that the one apartment was a penthouse. In Manhattan, that would cost a serious amount of money, especially for a couple who had just finished school.

“Annabeth is an architect,” Piper said, answering the question neither of them had asked out loud. “I guess rebuilding Olympus must pay pretty well.”

Hazel nodded. She would have had to summon and sell jewels for a week straight to build up enough wealth for a place like this. The girls grabbed their suitcases and entered the building.

Annabeth had invited them across the country for a vacation. Piper had been a bit aimless after finishing college, and Hazel needed a break from her position of authority in the Roman Legion, so both of them accepted and flew out. They took the elevator all the way to the top floor, getting out and knocking on the only door that high up.

Annabeth opened the door and beamed. Her skin was still tanned and her blond curls were longer than before. She’d grown up from a pretty girl into a gorgeous young woman— although that could be said about Piper and Hazel too. Annabeth stepped out and hugged them, welcoming them in.

Percy was sitting on the couch and waved at them. The girls returned the wave, trying not to stare too hard. Hazel had always looked up to Percy. He arrived at Camp Jupiter as a handsome older guy who was instantly the best fighter, fixing decades long discrimination against her cohort. For Piper, she hadn’t known Percy as well, and didn’t pay too much attention to him on their quest. But she’d broken up with Jason after forming doubts about where their relationship came from with all of Hera’s meddling, and she’d been single for a long time. Percy had grown up as much as Annabeth, and he was just as fit and handsome as ever, looking like a surfer crossed with Adonis. 

“Hey,” Percy greeted, waving lazily. “Look what the surf dragged in.”

The view out of his and Annabeth’s apartment was incredible. Annabeth had been working as an architect for both mortal and divine projects, making a name for herself in both worlds. Percy, meanwhile, was running a nonprofit to clean up the Hudson and East Rivers. When Piper said it was impressive to see him doing charity work, he just smiled and said, “I kind of owed them a favor.”

“To the rivers?” Hazel asked.

“That’s right,” Percy said. “They sank some boats for me.”

Neither of them could tell if he was joking.

With Annabeth being the busier of the two at work, Percy had picked up cooking, getting tips from his mom who didn’t live far away. After a few hours of chatting, he went to the kitchen and cooked a meal full of traditional Greek dishes, a few of which he said he got the recipes for from his dad. It tasted amazing.

Annabeth had gotten the week off to play host, which she admitted was her first break since graduating college in New Rome. Percy wasn’t working much right now either, so the couple was just as excited as their guests for all the free time they would have. Over dinner, the four of them made plans to see things around the city, especially for Hazel who had never been sightseeing here.

After dinner they drank a lot, but that was because it was difficult for demigods to get drunk. Their bodies were more efficient than the average persons, and it worked through toxins quicker as well as a result. After a lot of drinks, including some shots, the four of them were only a little bit tipsy. The drunkest was Hazel, who had started giggling a lot.

“I should take her to bed,” Piper said, standing up. They were sharing a guest room with two beds, so it would be easy for her.

“Will you be going to bed yourself?” Annabeth asked. 

“Probably,” Piper said. “I should go to bed early in order to get used to the jet lag.”

She led Hazel out of the room after the two of them said good night. They missed the look that Percy and Annabeth exchanged. As soon as Piper and Hazel left the room, Annabeth and Percy did too, going to a different bedroom.

Piper brought Hazel to their bedroom and got her to brush her teeth in the conjoined bathroom. It took a little bit of work, but the sharp taste of mint and a quick splash of cool water sobered Hazel very quickly. The two of them returned to their room, changing into their pajamas one at a time. For Piper that just meant a loose t-shirt and sweatpants, but Hazel actually pulled on a slightly risque nightdress that made Piper do a double take.

“I just sleep well in them,” Hazel muttered, looking away. 

“It’s fine!” Piper said. “I wasn’t judging.”

They both climbed into bed. It had taken them a while to get ready, having had to take turns getting changed and brushing their teeth, the latter having been slowed down further by Hazel’s initial inebriation. It had been about fifteen or twenty minutes since they left the living room. Right after the lights had been shut off, and they were ready to fall asleep, they heard a crash.

Both being demigods who had lived very dangerous and eventful lives, they shot up right away. The two of them looked at each other, although they couldn’t make out each other’s expressions in the dark, then bolted into the hallway.

Monsters stop chasing you when you come of age, but all four of the demigods in the apartment were powerful ones with potent smells and they weren’t THAT old. They’d hate to have Annabeth and Percy’s house get trashed because they visited, and they’d hate it even more if they did nothing to help. Both of them rushed to help
 But even as they did the thought of their hosts actually losing against a wandering monster was unthinkable. These were the demigods who crossed Tartarus: the only two to manage it in history.

The sound came from Percy and Annabeth’s master bedroom. Hazel and Piper raced to the threshold. Then they slammed on the breaks.

The door was cracked, and creaked open further as Hazel put her hand out to stop herself and ended up bumping it. It swung open, letting out more of the thing that made them slam on the breaks in the first place: moans.

More crashes could be heard but they didn’t sound like anything breaking in through a wall. They sounded more like slaps. The moaning was there, but it was slightly muffled. Piper and Hazel both stared into the room, knowing they should be leaving right away but unable to pull their eyes off the scene.

Percy and Annabeth were in there with their backs to them. They were on the bed, their clothes all scattered across the floor of the room. At first, the girls looked at Percy, his muscles visible and his extremely nice butt flexing as he drove his hips forward repeatedly. Then, their eyes landed on Annabeth.

She was on her knees arching her back. She was moaning loudly, but not as loudly as she would’ve been had her mouth not been gagged with her own balled up panties. Her hands were gripping the sheets tightly as Percy fucked her doggy style, her ass jiggling like crazy. Speaking of that ass, Percy raised his hand and slammed it down. The crash that followed was exactly the kind that Piper and Hazel had heard on the opposite side of the apartment. Red marks dotted both of Annabeth’s cheeks and thighs. Her breasts swung on her chest with red finger marks on them, and her neck had clearly been bitten before she was bent over. She was sweating all over her body, cumming like crazy.

Piper and Hazel couldn’t help but watch for at least ten minutes, somehow avoiding notice. Finally remembering the situation, they shared a look, unable to help but notice that they both looked highly aroused. But their manners had finally won out, and they backed away from the door, sneaking back to their room.

Inside the master bedroom, however, Percy suddenly wrenched Annabeth’s panties out of her mouth.

“C’mon Wise Girl,” he said. “Tell me how you really feel.”
Annabeth screamed a note that was absurdly high pitched. Piper and Hazel both had to cover their ears momentarily. Overhead, something cracked.

They looked up to find that a small glass bowl had been built into the ceiling; a glass bowl that Annabeth’s scream managed to crack. It shattered in front of Piper and Hazel, who backed away from the glass shards. The contents of the bowl, one slip of paper, wafted out. Piper grabbed it and held it up for Hazel to read with her.

The note said: Piper, Hazel, at the moment, you must be right outside of Percy and I’s bedroom, dressed in pajamas and trying to pretend you aren’t aroused. It’s fine, you can be aroused! I’m not offended.

Piper and Hazel looked at each other. This was in Annabeth’s handwriting! How did she know? Had she taken over as the Oracle from Rachel or something? They looked back to read the rest.

The note went on: You’re probably wondering why I called you here. Part of it is for a normal vacation, but I admit that I have an ulterior motive. Percy is too much. I love him, but he’s way TOO good in bed, and I can’t handle it. He exhausts me in under 30 minutes every time. If my calculations are correct, you’re reading this while we're 28 minutes into an intense session of lovemaking. 

Behind them, Annabeth let out an almost rabid scream, followed by complete silence. The slapping stopped. There was nothing else on the note, and Piper and Hazel heard Percy climbing off the bed, so they started to leave, ready to step over the glass. They could ask Annabeth what this was about later, but they did NOT want to be caught peeping, even if it started as an accident.

They noticed, however, that one of the frames ahead of them, one that was visible while returning to their room but not when leaving it, had had its painting swapped out for a sign. The sign was also in Annabeth’s handwriting.

It said: Don’t be scared just because I’ve passed out! This is what I called you here for. Piper, I know you’re single, and Hazel, I’ve heard you and Frank are on a break. That’s why I picked you. I’ve already tried others, but Rachel passed out in 5 minutes, being mortal. Reyna’s been single too long: she only managed 20 minutes compared to my 30. I even got Drew, and she managed 40, but it wasn’t enough. You two are my last hope.

“What’s this?” they heard Percy say in the bedroom. “Some kind of note
” There was a pause as he read something, then he said: “Outside? Right now? Seriously?”

Piper and Hazel tried one more time to flee, still feeling like this was some elaborate prank. They knew what they’d seen while Percy was fucking Annabeth, and their bodies were crying out for them to run in there and jump on him, but they held back because they didn’t want to mess up their relationship with their friends. Even if this WAS in bad taste for a prank.

Hazel took one more step and sprung a tripwire. A sign swung down from the ceiling, nearly bumping them in the faces and hanging there with big painted letters that read: This is not a prank!

“Hey, what do you know! You guys really are out here!”

It was too late. Percy had appeared behind them, standing in the doorway holding a note like the one they found. He dropped the note, which had more of Annabeth’s handwriting, and leaned on the frame of the door. He was still completely naked. Annabeth had used her mouth to get him ready for her pussy, and you could still see smudges from her lipstick around his crotch regions. He had the perfect amount of muscle, not too bulk and not too lithe. It was just the right amount to be extremely hot. Piper and Hazel knew right away that they were done for. 

“The note said that the two of you actually wanted to— Ulmph!”

Hazel had charged and jumped on him, giving in to her desires. Her skimpy nightdress fluttered up over her large chocolatey ass, built up by a combination of genetic predisposition and exhausting horse riding. She had to jump to reach Percy’s lips, which she did, wrapping her legs around his hips and shoving her tongue in her mouth. Piper could only watch, her crotch on fire.

It was becoming clear that Annabeth hadn’t been joking about throwing other girls at Percy in the past to try and test his limits, because he reacted with almost zero hesitation, grabbing Hazel’s ass with two strong hands. 

He carried her to the wall of the hallway, kissing her the whole time. They were only two steps away from Piper, who could see and hear everything. He pressed his upper body into Hazel, keeping her suspended, and reached down to slide her panties off. Once they got below her knees, Hazel pushed her legs together and let them fall the rest of the way off. Piper could see her crotch now with a little bit of curly black hair. Percy hooked his arms under her knees and lifted them.

He pinned Hazel’s knees back against the wall and lined his dick up with her entrance. His dick that was— by the gods, Piper had never seen one that size? All of it had been inside Annabeth? That was insane!

And very quickly, all of it came to be inside of Hazel. Percy gave a big thrust that shook her chocolatey thighs. He was STILL kissing her, forcing them both to breathe through their noses, which he seemed to have no problem managing. Piper could seem him pushing Hazel’s tongue around her mouth as her cheeks would periodically bulge out a little bit. But above everything, Piper was focused on the sounds. 

Each time he thrusted he pushed Hazel against the wall with a sound that was as loud as a pegasi’s kick. It seemed easy for Percy, too, like he could go harder if he wanted. The picture frames around them had been bolted to the walls, which was the only reason they hadn’t fallen off already. Piper had a sudden suspicion that the bolting had been done specifically so that Percy could do this: fucking Annabeth or any other girl she brought for him anywhere in their home.

Soon, that would be her.

Piper was breathing heavily as she imagined it. She sank onto her knees, pulling off her shirt almost before she realized what she was doing. She had no bra underneath because this was how she liked to sleep. Piper pinched her dark nipples using her long nails, feeling the sting and chewing her lower lip

Hazel finally pulled her mouth away from Percy. He hadn’t even undressed her, her nightdress still on, which almost made it hotter as he plunged into her ebony pussy. 

“C’mon Percy!” she said loudly enough that Piper wondered if the quiet girl was actually more buzzed still than she seemed. “Do me with everything you have! I can handle it!”

40 minutes later, Percy delivered a final thrust that made Hazel’s body jolt. Her head was already drooping. Juices from her pussy ran down Percy’s shaft and dripped off his balls, a testament to the many orgasms she had experienced. Her fingers were clutching onto Percy’s muscles, but they slowly went limp. She lost the last strength in her body and slumped onto Percy.

He still looked as good as new. He carried her easily, turning and bringing her into the room to set her beside Annabeth. Only when he made sure she was comfortable did he leave, returning to the hallway. He stopped in front of Piper, standing above her.

Piper had kicked off her sweatpants a long time ago. Her panties were down around one ankle. She was still on her knees, but she’d spread her thighs so she could jam fingers from both hands into her pussy while she watched Hazel get dismantled. There was a big puddle beneath her crotch, having dripped off her fingers, but it didn’t feel like enough. Her eyes fell on the swollen sight of Percy’s dick that was hovering in her face, huge and veiny and alluring.

“Please,” Piper whispered.

Percy didn’t need a second invitation from the horny daughter of Aphrodite. He gave Piper a soft push on the shoulder and she immediately fell back. When he descended on her, he grasped her dark thighs that were only a few shades lighter than Hazel’s skin, pushing them up. 

Piper’s feet quickly came to be dangling beside her head. When she was young she went for a tomboyish look to downplay the beauty she inherited from her mother, but Piper had grown out of that when her confidence grew. She knew she was more than a pretty face, so there was no reason to avoid looking pretty when she could.

Percy had clearly noticed and was appreciating this. Piper could see it in those green orbs as his face hovered right above hers. His dick only teased her entrance briefly before he thrusted into her. Piper screamed like Annabeth had.

Hazel had managed to equal Drew Tanka’s record, who was widely known as the biggest slut at Camp Half-Blood, which was a testament to Hazel’s resilience. But Piper was the most powerful daughter of Aphrodite in centuries. If anyone could fulfill Annabeth’s call for aid, it had to be her.

Percy almost immediately started biting her breasts. Unlike Hazel’s modest chest which stayed covered during their intense sex session, Piper was totally naked and had much more generous D cups. It was rare for a grown daughter of Aphrodite to have smaller. And Piper’s were some of the best, with great shape and an exotic complexion. 

That complexion began changing patch by patch as Percy bit her chest all over, periodically moving up to her neck. Piper could only scream and cum. He was SO big and SO strong, and his thrusts hit her SO fast. No wonder Annabeth couldn’t keep up by herself! Piper imagined that this was what it would feel like to have a natural disaster make love to you. Percy was just that fierce.

But she was Piper McClean. Love was in her blood and resilience as a strength that she prided herself on. She refused to break here, even to something like this. She moaned and came plenty, but she held onto consciousness, refusing to be exhausted by sex.

Suddenly, just as Piper felt herself teetering on the brink of passing out, Percy’s head shot up. Piper couldn’t understand what happened until she looked up.

Annabeth was moving again! The blond’s legs were shaking, hand marks still visible in red all over her and some of Percy’s cum leaking out of her, but she’d crawled to the hallways from the bed. Not only that, she’d gotten behind Percy and was using her tongue on him, right between his cheeks. 

She paused just long enough to speak. “Great work, Piper!” she said. “I knew I could count on you out of everyone!”

She pushed her tongue back into her boyfriend. Drawing strength from the showing, Piper got a second wind that lasted just long enough for her to return the favor Percy had given her repeatedly over the last hour, leaning in and biting his nipples.

Percy moaned. He’d held onto his cum throughout his whole round with Hazel, but now he couldn’t. There was no thinking about pulling out, but right now Piper didn’t mind. She felt herself get flooded by Percy’s seed like his dick was an erupting volcano. It was such an extreme orgasm that his eyelids fluttered, while Piper’s did the same from the feeling of what was happening inside of her. 

Percy slumped onto Piper, who passed out beneath him. He blinked for a second, then drifted off. Annabeth saw this, intended to celebrate, then lost strength as soon as she tried to stand, collapsing on Percy’s back. None of the three of them moved, leaving the apartment quiet for the first time in almost two hours.

She’d finally gotten her wish!

It was a loss Percy would take with grace when they woke up
 as long as there was a rematch in the future.