Good Things Cum in Threes

When we moved from Cheney to Spokane, Calypso and I got a new bed. It wasn't like we could still use our old one— all that was left of it was a mattress and a heap of splinters. So we raided an old mattress store, spruced up the neglected products with a few of Calypso's spells, then picked the biggest one they had and brought it back for our room.

It was more than twice as wide as the one-person bed I woke up on when I first came to, its thick and comfortable mattress stretching across more than a third of the office that had become our bedroom.

I'd never been more grateful for that enormous size than I was in this moment.

I groaned, turning my head toward the ceiling. I was backed up to the headboard with my legs spread. Lying between them, side by side on their stomachs, were Annie and Grace.

The two worked in tandem with all the synergy only best friends could have. When Grace attacked my tip, Annie caressed my balls. Then they'd trade places, tongues trailing along my shaft, and switch it up. My fingers were spread and pressed into the bed at my sides, trembling slightly.

Grace pulled her head away and giggled. "I think he likes it."

Annie's response was to suck my balls like she was trying to swallow them.

Calypso moved slowly around the room in the background, picking up scattered clothes that had fallen to the floor in our chaotic entrance. The girls had gotten both me and themselves undressed in record time after the door shut, pushing me onto the bed and starting the fun.

I spotted a satisfied smirk on the Titaness as she folded my shirt, carefully setting it into a pile with the rest of my clothes. Whatever she saw over here, she liked.

Grace wiggled, repositioning herself to snuggle into my side, rubbing her body against mine in the process.

She was darker than her friend with her naturally tanned skin. While noticeably less gifted in the chest department, she still sported a perky pair of breasts that were wonderful in their own way. I could attest to that, seeing as they were pressing warmly into my side.

One arm slid down her back as I groped her firm ass while my other reached over, cupping her chest. She captured my lips. At the same time, Annie was taking full advantage of having the area between my legs all to herself.

She wrapped her breasts around my cock, fitting it snugly into the gap between them. It was like a hug, except better in every way. Despite a seriously good effort, her breasts weren't quite big enough to completely hide my cock. fortunately her mouth was on hand to pick up the slack.

She engulfed his head. Her mouth was slick, and warm. Her chests were somehow even warmer. Moving eagerly, she managed to move her chest up and down while keeping her lips suctioned around my length. I felt her tongue caressing the slit of his cock. At the same time, there was another tongue scrabbling for my attention.

Grace kissed me passionately. She kissed me with fire. The more the pressure in my cock built and the longer our kiss dragged on, the rougher I was with her body. I gave her nipple a twist. My hand locked her dark ass under an immortal vice grip sure to leave more than its share of soreness.

She was the one to break the kiss that she started, but only to move on to attacking my neck. I felt like I'd been glued back against the headboard under this two-pronged assault. At the foot of the bed, Calypso settled down to watch. She linked her hands in her lap and stared as if we were a live broadcast of her favorite television show.

Grace's rough teeth pulled further away from my neck.

"Do we feel good, my god?" she whispered next to my ear.

"Just… Percy!" I gasped out.

"Why? Does it make you feel uncomfortable to hear that? But it's true! We put our lives in your hands, voluntarily. That makes us yours."

Her tongue darted out, grazing the lobe of my ear. I turned, grabbing the back of her head and forcing her lips back onto mine.

I don't know if it was that kiss, Calypso's decision to watch, or the fantastic work Annie had been silently putting in, but I came for the first time that night.

Most of it was quickly swallowed by Annie, but as she pulled her head up a little bit dribbled out over her lip. It dripped off her chin, a single drop splattering on her left breast.

A moment later she opened her mouth wide to me, showing a view of perfectly clean molars.

"She wants you to praise her," Grace explained. "She's kinky like that."

"Praise how?" I asked. "Like, say she did a good job?"

"You could do that," Grace said. "But I have a better idea."

She peeled herself away from my side. Even with a hundred guesses I wouldn't have expected what she did next. Grabbing a chunk of Annie's blond hair, she yanked her friend onto her back.

Annie yelped and shuddered. Her legs went up in the air for a moment, separating to show off her exposed pussy. Grace curled up around her, reaching down to caress one of Annie's large breasts.

"Come on Percy," she said cheerfully. "Spew more of that warm, sticky praise of yours deep inside her."

I could hardly refuse an invitation like that.

I pushed straight in between her legs, hooking them over my own as my cock shoved its way inside.

She felt different than Calypso in a way that's hard to explain. Calypso's entire body was supernaturally perfect, even before she adopted her true form. Annie wasn't. She had one hell of a figure for sure, but she was human. I could feel it in the honest way she came all over my cock as soon as I shoved it in.

She yelped and moaned lowly as I worked deep inside of her. Unlike Calypso and I's coupling, cumming hadn't brought me to the point of shedding my mortal form. Which was a good thing, because that would've vaporized the mortals sharing my bed. But even though things didn't go that far, I still felt a sense of power seeping out of my core. All my actions carried just a bit of extra oomph, including the flick of my hips as I thrusted toward Annie's core.

Meaty thwaps sounded time and again. Grace amused herself by prodding Annie's cheeks with her fingers and giggling at the faces Annie pulled as I tore her up. Eventually, as she grew bored of that, her attention turned to me.

"You have no idea how bad she wanted this," Grace said. "Ever since you tore Rio apart for her."

"No!" Annie yelped, managing to actually force a real word out between her warbles.

Grace rolled her eyes.

"Fine. It wasn't for her, and she knows that. It was for everybody. That doesn't change the fact that Rio was going to take her as collateral before you swept in and destroyed him."

Grace leaned forward, over Annie's face twisted up in pleasure. I looked up to meet her gaze, although my hips didn't stop. By that point nothing could've forced them to pause.

"Ever since the world fell to shit, this girl's only had a crush on two people," Grace said, voice lowering conspiratorially. "One swept in and saved her like a knight in shining armor. The other, was you."

My brow furrowed, even as the bulk of my brain was still stuck on the mushy chokehold my dick was locked into. If it was someone else that saved Annie before, there was only one thing I could think of.

My eyes moved past Grace's shoulder to where Calypso sat, just slightly too far to catch our conversation. My eyes moved back to Grace. She smirked.

"Annie here swings both ways," she whispered, as if that explained it.

And it did.

"See," Grace carried on, "You didn't just save her, you saved one of the people she cared about more than anything. In less than two weeks you did what she'd spent years wishing for the power to do. You got uncomfortable when I called you our god. But you have to understand that to us, that's what you are. You're what we wished for; something worth putting our faith in!"

Somehow, this honest confession was turning me on more than any dirty talk ever could. It was like she was speaking truths that I'd already known but refused to look at.

This was who I was now. The weak couldn't change the world any more than they could force it to stay the same— and I already learned firsthand what trying that looked like. I was a god, and these were my believers, offering their honest and heartfelt faith.

That needed to be rewarded.

My arms hooked under Annie's legs. Grace wasn't kidding when she mentioned flexibility earlier. The blonde's body contorted as I shoved her legs all the way up past her head, placing her pussy in the most exposed position possible. The noise of our clashing bodies doubled as my superhuman strength piledrived my dick straight down into her, making the bed's springs wail.

I felt something in my chest as I reached another climax. It was a feeling that was there every time I climaxed with a woman, but I was getting better and pinpointing it and placing it into words. It was as if slivers were flaking off of a bundle of energy in my chest, mixing into my veins and seamlessly joining my body.

It was authority. It was power. And the more I did this, the more of it nestled under my control.

A growl of equal parts physical and mental satisfaction erupted from my mouth as I did exactly as Grace first urged me, pumping Annie full of all that warm 'gratitude'.

I grunted, rolling my shoulders to stretch them as I straightened up onto my knees. My cock slid out of Annie's depths trailing sticky liquids, still totally erect. The girl lay there on her back, half-conscious at best while I loomed above her.

That was good— but I needed more.

I grabbed Grace by the hand, pulling her out from behind Annie. She squawked, before quickly starting to laugh.

"That's it, my god!" she urged. "Use what's yours."

I was beyond talking. I was almost beyond thinking. Doing only what felt naturally, I pushed her head down into the blanket and raised her ass up, quickly ramming into her from behind.

The thrust was hard enough to shove her face forward along the bed, but a firm grip on her hips quickly pulled her back to me. I shoved her forward again, repeating the process all over.

"Oh yes!" Grace yelled. "Where have you been all my life? Fuck me! Drive me — OHhHh — wild!"

As she continued to shout and talk dirtily, her sentences were interrupted increasingly often as reactions forced themselves from her lips. I think I came again, but I'm honestly not sure. All I know is that my cock stayed hard, and that inside Grace's increasingly-gooey core I felt like I could fire a dozen loads before growing bored.

Behind us, somebody clapped.

"I think that is enough watching," Calypso said. "Even I only have so much restraint."

In my periphery, I saw her rise. With a snap of her fingers her clothes disappeared, reappearing next to ours in an equally neat folded pile. It was a testament to Grace's own attractiveness that a suddenly-nude supernaturally beautiful goddess wasn't enough to make me turn away.

"I have a dilemma, though," Calypso announced. "Those two look quite busy with each other. I seem to be in need of a partner of my own. Are you up for helping me with that?"

Since the pounding I applied to her, Annie had been staring at the ceiling seeing stars. It's a testament, then, to just how she felt about Calypso that she sat suddenly bolt upright.

"You… What— With me?" she stuttered, pointing at herself.

Calypso smirked. "A thousand years of isolation have not left me so dense that I could not notice your crush." She moved onto the bed, straddling Annie's lap on her knees. Leaning in close, only my godly hearing let me catch it as she whispered, "You are not the only one that can be partial to a gorgeous girl from time to time."

Annie opened and closed her mouth without sound. Taking advantage of the pause, Calypso gestured and Mist coalesced around her crotch. It turned cylindrical and lengthened into an increasingly phallic shape. When the smokescreen disappeared a huge black dildo was left, firmly affixed to Calypso's crotch.

The Titaness giggled innocently.

"Be a dear and bend over for me."

I've never seen a girl get on all-fours faster.

In seconds Calypso was thrusting into Annie from behind. Each of us had our partners in doggystyle facing each other while we worked behind them. Calypso smacked Annie's ass a couple of times. I held back from doing the same to Grace. I was worried I'd break her.

Speaking of breaking, the two friends were progressively growing into bigger and bigger messes. Grace had stopped speaking entirely. Annie's eyelids were fluttering, even as she wore the most satisfied expression I'd ever seen. As we fucked them they were pushed increasingly close together, something they apparently decided to take advantage of.

To start, they threw their arms around the others' shoulders, bracing themselves for support. The longer we fucked them, the tighter they were shoved together. Soon, their foreheads were resting against one another. Looking up, something sparked in Annie's eyes. She shifted her arms to grip the back of her best friend's head and shoved her tongue into her mouth. Grace went with it. The two made out with rabid desperation while Calypso and I plowed away.

That sight was the final straw. This time, I knew for certain that I had cum. It synced up with an orgasm from Grace, and probably from Annie as well going by the look on her face. The two weren't even on all fours anymore, their front halves lifted up and wrapped together. With this final orgasm, each of them's mortal bodies gave out. They collapsed, twitching and shivering on the blanket's surface.

Calypso and I stared at each other, breathing slightly hard despite our superhuman stamina.

"Now that is a celebration," she said proudly.

I just nodded. I could still feel those flakes of power coming loose, and I was relishing in the sensation.

"Now that the girls have gone to bed…"

I looked up as a hand reached over Annie and Grace, caressing my chest. I met Calypso's eyes.

"I would say it's my turn," she said, "wouldn't you?"

I almost jumped onto her right then and there, but one thing stuck out.

"Just… put that away first," I said, pointing down.

Calypso glanced down at her magical strap-on. She giggled, and one gesture later it was gone.

"Very well," she agreed. "This time."

I couldn't quite get that one line out my head for the rest of our very long night.