Ladies First

It was late in the afternoon before Percy's fourth lesson when she appeared.

He was sitting by himself on the shore of the lake, in the spot Silena showed him. The place where their entire arrangement was born.

This time he was alone though. There wasn't a single person visible on the lake. No giggling naiad faces appeared in the water. That was what he wanted— a quiet moment to himself, before he made the walk to the Aphrodite Cabin for the night.

"All alone?"

Percy jumped when the voice spoke. No one had been around, and yet when he turned a little girl was standing behind him. She smiled.

"You shouldn't be all alone," she said. "Being alone is never any good."

"Just… taking a minute to clear my head," Percy said.

"That's not good either. Heads should always be kept a mess. Life has so much more delicious drama that way." The little girl walked closer, taking a seat next to him. "Going somewhere tonight?"

"What makes you say that?" Percy asked, although he thought he had a pretty good idea.

The little girl hummed to herself. "Call it intuition."

She looked about fourteen years old, maybe a little younger. She had blond hair that curled in places and was straight in others, but somehow the style looked complex rather than messy. A faint blush was permanent on her cheeks. Percy had never seen her at Camp before. He was sure of that.

"There's something so special about it," she said wistfully.

"About what?"

"Firsts," said the girl. "Love is always exciting, but firsts are really the best moments. Your first kiss. The first date. A man's first night with a lover."

"What do you want Aphrodite?"

The girl paused, staring at him. After a moment she giggled. "I wondered if this form would throw you off. I guess that's what I get for underestimating you."

"Why're you here?"

"To talk about love," said the goddess. "That's just about the only reason I go anywhere."

Percy stared out over the lake.

"But why are you here now?"

"To take your measure," Aphrodite said. "I wanted to see what you're like."

"Well, you've seen me. What do you think?"

Aphrodite smirked. The glint in her eyes, ancient and knowing, would've given her disguise away in an instant if she hadn't admitted who she was herself. She patted Percy on his knee.

"I think my daughters are very ambitious girls. I'm extremely proud of them. And I think they don't have the slightest clue what they've gotten themselves into."

For the first time since the lessons started, all three girls were waiting in the Aphrodite Cabin when Percy arrived.

The space Silena cleared was gone. All the beds were back in their normal spots. Only the speaker that had played Eurytepe's music remained. It was pushed into a distant corner, spewing mellow classical music at a low volume.

Percy joined the girls on Drew's bed. It was the same spot that they sat together when welcoming him to his first lesson. That was only three nights before, but it felt like a whole lot longer.

Silena smiled at him. "Three lessons down, three to go. You've reached the halfway mark!"

"Wasn't it supposed to be a week long?" Percy asked, frowning. "Shouldn't there be four more days?"

"Are you that desperate for more of us?" Valentina teased.

"There are six lessons total," Silena explained. "The last night will serve as a final exam."

"There has to be some way of telling whether we've wasted our time with this," Drew said.

"But don't worry, I know you won't disappoint," Valentina said.

Percy had never been one for a test. Of course, he'd never been one for school in general. If there was one thing he felt he could count on, though, it ripwould be a final exam as atypical as the lessons' curriculum.

"So why're all of you here today?" Percy asked, pivoting topics. "I thought each of you was handling lessons on their own."

"Tonight is Valentina's," Silena assured him, while the girl in question offered a cheeky wave. "We just wanted to check in, all of us. Do you feel like you're learning?"

It was a simple question, but Percy gave it serious thought. As soon as he did, the answer was obvious. Valentina's seductions had been like a pop quiz, one graded in real-time. Each time he took a misstep, she would promptly catch and explain it. She guided his hands where they ought to go, coached his tongue until it became a better tool than ever before, and above all, she taught him to initiate. It was her that showed him how to catch hints and move sex along with confidence, fulfilling actions before they were asked of him.

Drew was different. She was harsh, like a whip. She pushed him forward roughly and relentlessly, only being gentle on rare occasions to get him to let his guard down. And it was because of all of this that Percy had so much confidence in his self control. It took a divine blowjob and a half-dozen waves of charmspeak to break him in bed. There was no way he would cum quickly during regular sex ever again.

Then, there was Silena. Even her strip show taught in something: every part of the experience could be erotic. Tearing off clothes just to get them out of the way was a waste. Something as simple as when and how he pulled off his shirt could make the difference. Throughout foreplay and sex, he had to keep the rhythm in mind. Going fast was no good, if it was wild and out of control. As long as he followed his own beat, his own rhythm, pleasure would definitely follow.

"I've learned a whole lot," Percy said, the absolute certainty he felt leaking out in his voice. "Thank you. I can't wait to learn more."

Valentina squealed. "So cool!"

Silena and Drew traded looks.

"Things will really get serious from here," Silena warned. "Are you ready for that?"

"I am," Percy said.

Drew scoffed. "Don't bother with bravado. Can you handle this?"

Percy eyed her. The Japanese girl was looking at him disdainfully, but there was something strange about her. She was sitting cross-legged with her thighs pressed tightly together. And the way her hands were gripping the blanket beside her, it almost seemed like she was eager for… something. She was poking him, trying to get a reaction.

So he'd give her one.

"I've held up the sky before," Percy said. "I fought with gods, titans, even the earth itself, and I won every time. Whatever you throw at me, I guarantee I'll get through anything. But if you're curious, we can always start early."

Drew shuddered. Before she could say anything, somebody tackled Percy.

It was so unexpected that Percy didn't have time to brace himself. Even though the attacker was light, they tumbled off the bed onto the floor, Percy himself landing on the bottom.

Above him, coiled against his chest, he found Valentina in all her glory.

"I can't stand it anymore," she purred, hooking her hands onto the collar of Percy's shirt. "You're so cool. So handsome. So delicious. I held back for three days already. I won't wait a second longer."

Silena rose from the bed, pulling Dew up with her. "Come on then, lieutenant. That's our queue to leave."

Drew rose slowly. As they walked toward the door, she moved strangely. It was as if she was shuffling, unwilling or unable to keep her legs as far apart as they were supposed to be.

"Hold on!" Percy called after them. "At least tell me what this lesson is supposed to be!"

Valentina was staying, but she didn't seem to be in the mood for talking. She was already sinking her teeth into Percy's neck as he asked the question.

All the way at the door, Silena looked over her shoulder. "Letting the woman take the lead."

Percy felt his eyes widen. Not because of the topic exactly, but because of the way it was worded. There was no mention of how far this would go. Aphrodite's visit came back to his head, all her talk of firsts.

That was what made the lessons so serious now. They would go all the way.

Percy had to admit he felt some nerves, but he also couldn't deny the thrill that rose in him.

Silena and Drew finally left. Percy hardly noticed. Valentina was wrapped tightly to him, suckling at his neck. She moved ferociously. Percy was certain he'd have marks from the jaw all the way down to his collar bone after this.

When she finally pulled away, she giggled.

"I told you I would eat you up," she said.

Percy grinned at her. "My job's just to follow your lead, right? Go crazy."

"Silly boy. I was going to even if you didn't say a thing."

Valentina pulled her shirt off. This wasn't the artful timing Silena had shown, she just wanted it out of the way as fast as possible. She dragged off Percy's a second later in exactly the same way. Then she did something unexpected— she turned around.

She shifted until her ass was pressed to Percy's stomach and her back was facing his head. She lay back, her warm back laying against Percy's bare chest. Her face nestled in next to Percy's jaw, giving him a nose-full of her shampoo's sweet vanilla scent.

"Want to see a trick?" she asked.

Her feet slid up until they were over Percy's crotch. She wasn't wearing socks. Her toes deftly found the button of his jeans and popped it open with a few precise movements. That was impressive enough, but she followed it up by unzipping his zipper with no hands the exact same way.

"You have no idea how much practice it took to learn that," Valentina said.

"Did you learn any other tricks?" Percy asked.

Valentina's toes hooked on the hem of his boxers. "You tell me."

Her tongue poked out the corner of her mouth as she focused. She slowly pushed down Percy's pants and boxers without using her hands, until they were all the way at his ankles. The sensation of her ass shifting against Percy's stomach was lovely, but it had nothing on what was coming next.

With his clothes out of the way, Valentina's feet traced back up his legs, dangling just low enough for her toes to brush his inner calves and thighs. They stopped briefly at his balls, cupping them and scaring Percy slightly. Valentina's skin was nothing but soft, but it seemed all too easy to apply too much force when trying something like that.

He had nothing to worry about. Her touch was lighter than a feather. In moments her feet had moved on, wrapping around his shaft.

He was hard. Of course he was, lying half-naked with a gorgeous girl perched on him. Besides, that trick with his pants had been strangely hot.

It had nothing on what was coming next.

Valentina began stroking his cock. Her feet moved as quickly as Drew's hands had, yet a dozen times gentler. Percy groaned. Valentina groaned too, seemingly from the exertion. She pumped her legs, bringing her feet from Percy's head down the shaft and back up in rapid cycles.

"My bra," she gasped. "Get rid of it."

With his practice removing Silena's, and the missing pressure of trying to avoid touching the girl herself, Percy had the bra loose in seconds. He hurled it away, over his head. Valentina lay back against him, her back pressing tightly to his muscular torso. Her feet kept going, and without her back in the way Percy was treated to a fantastic view not only of it but of her breasts as well.

He'd felt them before, but never actually seen them. They were the smallest out of the three sisters, but as a respectable hot-blooded youth, Percy didn't care one bit. As a wise man once said, boobs are boobs. When Valentina's hands laced with his and led them to her chest, he groped willingly and eagerly.

Valentina let out short moans. The movements of her feet grew slightly sloppier, but somehow that made it feel better. Percy himself grunted and groaned in time with her strokes. Silena's tip from the lakeshore still stuck with him: let your partner hear your voice.

"You feel good, don't you," Valentina moaned eagerly.

Rather than strain himself trying to talk, Percy grunted affirmatively.

"You like my breasts?"

To show he did, he groped them harder, forcing Valentina to pause to get her moans under control.

"You like how my feet feel?"

He nodded, his face mixed up in her loose dark hair.

She twisted, craning her neck to look into Percy's face. "You really like it?"

All he had to do was stare into her eyes. The answer was clear from that.

"Then pay me back."

It was a testament to how much he'd grown that Percy didn't need any more instructions than that.

His hand left Valentina's chest and slid under her pants. He found her pussy, tracing its shape with his fingers before pushing two inside.

Without his lesson the night before, he wouldn't have known what to do. But after using his mouth, fingers weren't such a huge jump. He jammed them between Valentina's folds, relishing the pleasured gasps she let out in his ear.

Finding the clit, he focused his efforts there. Unlike with his tongue, he didn't focus on force. Too much pressure would only ruin Valentina's experience. Rather than shove, he caressed the clit, offering occasional sharper jabs. Valentina's breathing grew heavier. Percy could feel it on his fingers and sense it through his heritage— she was growing wetter at an astounding rate.

And yet, her feet never stopped. After all that mental bragging about his ability to hold out, Percy was starting to struggle. No matter how well he fingered her, not even when a first orgasm washed warmly over his fingers, Valentina wouldn't stop stroking him. His own breathing grew as hot and heavy as Valentina's.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe the feeling was what pushed him over the edge. Percy came at the exact same time that Valentina hit her second orgasm.

His cum went straight up in the air. Absently, Percy shifted the trajectory to land only on Valentina. It wasn't necessary at all, but he liked the look of his semen decorating her.

They lay there on the floor in a pile, catching their breath.

"Impressive, right?" Valentina asked.

"How do you even figure out you can do that?" Percy asked.

It wasn't like he'd never heard of a footjob. He wasn't that sheltered. But the gentleness of it, the way nothing he did knocked her out of her rhythm, was something he would've sworn on the River Styx was impossible if he didn't just experience it himself.

Valentina giggled. "I'll take that as a yes." She stood up, looking down at him. "You'll want to be on the bed for this next part."

Percy swallowed hard. He stood up, kicking his pants the rest of the way off. He thought they would head toward Valentina's bed in the corner. But Valentina was staring somewhere else entirely.

She was looking at the bed they'd just left. A mischievous smile wormed its way onto her face.

"Get on," she said.

Percy stared at her. "Didn't you say it wasn't worth it during the last lesson?"

"That was then, this is now."

"Won't Drew be mad?"

"She doesn't have to know. I won't tell if you don't."

He only hesitated a moment longer. The point of this was to follow the girl's lead, after all.

Percy lay down on Drew's bed. His cock was still rock solid. It stood up almost straight with his body laid flat.

Valentina hummed a jaunty little song to herself as she pushed down first her yoga pants, then her panties. She didn't turn to give Percy a view like Silena had, which left Percy sad for all of twenty seconds until she climbed onto the bed with her back to him.

Her round and almost perfect ass hovered above Percy's crotch as she fondled his cock. She tilted his member to a very specific angle.

Then she dropped herself down without any other warning.

Percy gasped as he was thrust deep into a woman for the first time. While he was still coming to terms with the feeling, Valentina was already moving.

His hands went flat and stuck to the bed as if glued there while Valentina rode him. The same ass he'd been admiring so strongly bounced in mesmerizing circles. It clapped against his hips, bouncing and shaking. Percy couldn't look away.

It only got more amazing. With every passing minute Valentina sped up. She never seemed to tire or slip. The claps of their bodies sounded sonorously in the enclosed cabin. Percy didn't have to lift even a finger. Waves of pleasure just washed over him as he lay there. The experience made him feel like he understood what it felt like to be the gods themselves, or at least what it meant to be worshiped.

Her hips still jerking, Valentina bent back at the waist until she was looking at Percy upside-down. Her hair hung like a veil over her thrashing hips, something about the slight obstruction making the sensuality skyrocket.

"In sex, you must not try to do everything, no matter how much you practiced," she said.

"But why?" Percy grunted.

"Because of this," Valentina said. She sped up her hips again, adding a slight rotation to each flick. "Do you think this comes naturally to me?"

Even though it had been less than ten minutes since she climbed on, Percy could feel himself approaching his limits.

"I don't know. Maybe? You're a daughter of Aphrodite."

"The answer is no," Valentina said. "I might've started a little ahead of other girls. But I had to practice and teach myself to be able to manage this." There was no need for her to stop and explain what 'this' was. Her perfect movements. The way nothing ever made her lose her rhythm. In short, the sheer skill that was driving Percy to cum. "I worked hard to learn this, just like you are now."

Percy wished she would get to the point. Pretty soon, the feeling of her insides was going to be the only thing to pay attention to. He was worried he'd stop listening on accident.

"What I'm saying is, us girls have tricks too. As much as you want to make Annabeth feel good, she wants the same for you. If you don't give her the chance to do that, she won't have the best night she could have. It's as simple as that."

"I… Understand," Percy said, just about managing to force the words out.

Valentina smiled at the effort on his face, which looked funny since her head was still upside-down. "That's all I wanted to say. Now give me what I've earned."

Somehow, impossibly, she sped up one final time. Percy couldn't handle it. Valentina must've felt something, because she flicked her hips higher, letting Percy's cock slide free. When he came, it flew into the air, landing on the bed around them and sinking in.

Something fell to the floor by the door.

Percy sat quickly upright as he and Valentina turned, worried someone had walked in. Someone had, but it wasn't a stranger. On the other hand, it was the next worst option.

Drew had appeared. Maybe she left something behind, or maybe she wanted to see if they were done. Either way she stood frozen. A hairbrush rolled on the floor where it had slipped from her fingers. She stared at her bed— and Percy's cum slowly sinking into the sheets.

"My bed," Drew said, her voice robotic.

Percy tried to think of an excuse, but in the end it probably didn't matter. Valentina's howling laughter would make even the best of them pretty useless.