Chapter 70: Place of Worship(Annabeth Chase from Percy Jackson and the Olympians)

Annabeth Chase ventured into the pavilion and took a deep breath. The island was an extremely beautiful place, but the temple was one of the more amazing places she ever had the pleasure of seeing. She could hardly wait to get a greater tour around the area.

The blonde girl tied her hair back and wore a black tank top over her ample chest. A pair of black shorts came down to show her long legs. She walked around completely bare foot. Annabeth walked over towards the statue and smiled.

"Pretty good likeness I'd have to say. Although they got the nose off center."

Annabeth turned around and came face to face with the one and only Harry Potter. He dressed in a pair of silky trunks and didn't wear a short. Annabeth didn't have much to undress with her eyes. She absorbed his tanned, toned body, with muscular chest, arms, and legs. Every single inch of Harry just rendered Annabeth completely breathless. She stepped closer towards him.

"It's not perfect," Annabeth said. "Mother told me you wanted to meet me here."

"Your mother told me the same thing about you," Harry said. "And I think we both know the reason why you should be here right now."

Annabeth was the daughter of Athena, so naturally she had a fair amount of wits about herself. She crossed the room and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and smiled.

"This is a place of worship," Annabeth said. "And many women consider you to be a god. Greater than most gods in fact."

"Much to the chagrin of many gods, I'm more sought after," Harry said.

"Well, to be fair, you have divine lineage running through your veins," Annabeth said. "And when Aphrodite picked you as her chosen herald, it wouldn't be too long before the women flocked to you. Let's be honest, who wouldn't want a piece of you?"

Annabeth closed the gap between the two of them with a passionate kiss. It had been something she had meant to do for a long time. Circumstances and stubbornness both prevented her from doing so. Harry wrapped a tight arm around her and pulled her closer towards her.

"Any woman who resists this is beyond hope," Annabeth said. "Or I guess one hundred percent lesbian."

She raked her nails down Harry and worked a hand down his shorts. Annabeth gripped his tool and began to pump it. She leaned closer towards her and stroked him. The two met together with a very passionate kiss with each other.

"I'm going to have to need more room," Annabeth said.

"Well, you know what to do," Harry said.

Annabeth educated herself well on what to do next, although she was excited to put this into a practical endeavor. She tugged down Harry and exposed his cock for her. She eyed the handsome piece of meat with a lick of her lips.

"We're going to enjoy this, I think."

Annabeth punctuated these words by sliding her hand all the way down his tool. She stroked him long and hard. Harry noticed from one look at Annabeth, the demi-god didn't wear any bra underneath her top. Her nipples stuck out for him and started to look transparent.

"You're cock is so big," Annabeth said. "I'm going to need to use both of my hands to properly service such a divine rod."

Annabeth wrapped her right hand around the base and used her left hand to stroke the head. Her soft, tight grip made Harry buck forward a little bit into her hands.

"This is a place of worship," Harry said. "And you should be down on your knees when servicing me."

Annabeth smirked and dropped down her knees. The Daughter of Athena rubbed his manhood which lengthened in her hands. She could hardly believe how thick and hard Harry just grew in her hands.

"Why don't you suck on it?" Harry asked. "I can see it in your eyes. You want to suck my big cock, don't you, baby?"

"Oh, yes, I want to suck your big, godly cock," Annabeth said. She smiled and licked her lips.

Her hands dropped from Harry. The large rod sprung in the air and almost smacked Annabeth in the chin. She smiled and rubbed the head against her soft face before rolling it over. She encircled the base with a couple of licks. Annabeth stroked his length while licking the head.

Harry found himself entering a state of bliss. Annabeth dragged her tongue along the huge vein, making sure to give Harry the fullest, most amazing service job. She looked either to pleasure. Annabeth slid down to his balls and squeezed them as hard as possible.

Annabeth took the tip in between her lips and sucked him extremely hard. She brought her tongue down around Harry and encircled his cock even more, working another couple of inches into her mouth. She took the part of him she could not shove in her mouth and stroked it with her hand.

The demi-god descended to her knees and worshipped Harry. A hungry series of sucks escalated with Annabeth trying to blow Harry for everything he was worth and to her, he was worth a whole lot. She placed her free hand between her legs and started to rub through her shorts.

'Good thing I'm not wearing panties,' she thought, a naughty sparkle in her eyes.

"I'm going to blow if you're not careful," Harry said.

Annabeth re-doubled her efforts. She needed Harry to fire a warm sticky load down her throat. Annabeth slurped his manhood and tasted the first few trickles of pre-cum spilling from his cock head. All she could do was keeping it up and keep sucking.

Harry grabbed her ponytail and shoved more of his cock into her mouth. Annabeth moved to his balls and cradled them. Her silky fingers coaxed the thick cum from his balls and sent it shooting down his cock, with it's final destination being through the back of her throat.

Annabeth made certain to get her money's worth when she drained Harry's balls of her fluids. She stroked them and coaxed every single last drop of cum.

"This can get highly addictive," Annabeth said.

Her entire body burned up and she knew the only cure was to get those clothes off. She wiggled the tank top over her head and freed her ample bust into the wall.

"And you've brought me a gift," Harry said. He grabbed one of Annabeth's breasts and squeezed it. "How nice of you to pay tribute?"

Annabeth tried to remove her shorts with shaking hands. It was hard to keep calm when Harry worked a breast with his hands and a second breast with his mouth. His skilled mouth and hands brought Annabeth into fits of pleasure. He had one hand freed and it traveled closer down to between her legs. Annabeth almost lost herself in pleasure when Harry worked her shorts down from this position.

"By the Gods!" she moaned.

Harry brought her shorts down to expose Annabeth's dripping, freshly shaven cunt. He ran his finger down her clit and slowly brought her to passionate pleas.

Annabeth leaned back against one of the pedestals to ensure she did not fall back. Harry rubbed her pussy and clit, making her feel so good.

Harry detached from her breast and started to plant kisses all over Annabeth's warm body. He pushed her back onto the pedestal and smiled when moving down past her stomach.

"Don't say I never put a woman on a pedestal," Harry told her.

Annabeth only could respond with a groan and she spread her legs. Harry paid tribute to her sex. Every moment his lips lingered made more sparks spread through her. Annabeth had been driven beyond the pale into pure sexual bliss and madness.

"Eat me," Annabeth said.

Harry teased her with a lick. He timed the licks to be few and far between at first. He gained a tad bit more momentum and encircled her pussy with a couple more swirls of the tongue. Annabeth lifted her hips and ensured Harry would bury his tongue into her this time. She clutched the back of his head.

"Yes, right there, that's the spot!" Annabeth cheered. "Don't…don't give up….just eat my fucking wet pussy!"

Harry smiled and edged closer down between Annabeth's dripping hot thighs. He knew what he wanted and he knew exactly how to get it. Annabeth held onto the back of the young man's head and encouraged him to go down deeper into her.

His tongue serviced her better than any toy. The vibrations spread through her body. Annabeth continuously moved her hips up and down to receive Harry. She came here to worship him, and he paid tribute to her.

Harry worked his way into one of the wonders of the world, divine pussy. Annabeth would not start squirming and in a few seconds, she would start squirting. Harry ate her out, making sure her pussy would be warmed up for the main event.

Annabeth almost blacked out from the amazing orgasm. She willed herself back to a state of consciousness in order to receive more of this goodness. Harry went down between her legs and continuously ate her pussy.

Harry pushed himself deeper into her. He could indulge in her pussy all day long. The taste and the scent hardened Harry and made him want to do nothing other than pin her down onto the table and fuck her until she was cross eyed. The very thought of it just made Harry throb a little bit.

He released Annabeth and leaned down towards her. His body pressed against hers. Those beautiful pillows pressed against his muscular chest. Harry leaned down and planted a kiss on the side of her neck while pushing at the pulse point.

Annabeth held onto Harry. He marked her neck for himself, for all of eternity. Annabeth could feel his cock dancing against her inner walls. It was pretty close towards her. Harry pulled away from her and she whined.

"Not yet," Harry said. He crawled up her body. "I have some tension your sweet pussy can relieve, but I think it would be much better."

Harry massaged Annabeth's beautiful breasts. She panted when Harry kept squeezing them.

"You have the endowment of a goddess," Harry said. He continued to play with them and make them him. He pointed his cock closer towards her. "And you know my endowment speaks for itself, wouldn't you agree?"

"YES!" Annabeth screamed. "Just fuck them, do whatever you want with them."

Harry straddled Annabeth and slid the point of his cock between her round breasts. He slid between them and experienced a very glorious feeling of warmth. His throbbing manhood worked between her nice breasts with a few thrusts.

Annabeth closed her eyes and could feel his cock rubbing against her. The tip came out and dribbled onto her face. Annabeth licked her face and encouraged him to keep going forward. Every time he spiked into her breasts, it was really good.

"This is so amazing," Annabeth panted.

"I can tell, you're so wet I think you can bring life to a desert," Harry said.

Harry took a couple of thrusts into her. Annabeth clamped her large breasts around him and squeezed his prick. She wondered how her breasts would look covered in cum.

Annabeth thanked everyone who would listen for this gift. Every moment Harry shoved into her, those balls slapped against the bottom of her breasts when his cock went in. She leaned up and licked around the head.

The pleasure rolled up Harry from the base all the way to the tip. All he could do was keep up what he was doing. He would explode given enough time and effort. He pushed further between Annabeth's ample cleavage and continued thrusting deep in between her womanly orbs.

"Fuck, so good, so fucking amazing!" Annabeth cheered at the top of her lungs.

"I'm sure it's amazing," Harry informed her. "And what you're going to get now is even better.

A shower coated Annabeth's chest with white spunk. Her body twitched the more Harry fired his thick, divine seed all over her body. He had a never ending supply, and Annabeth only just squeezed her fun bags together to ensure more would spill out.

The emptying of Harry's balls finished up. Annabeth sat up to allow the cum to roll off of her chest. She raised one of her feet and placed it on Harry's lap.

Harry had been bombarded with the duel effect of watching Annabeth feed off of his cum when it drained from her tits. She ran her foot down Harry's hard length with long strokes. She made eye contact with him and made sure his cock was really hardened.

She finished cleaning off her breasts. Nipples throbbed with want when she dragged herself over towards Harry. Annabeth moved closer towards her lover and pushed her hips against Harry when climbing on top of him. They were hip to hip, almost pushed together. Annabeth smiled and approached Harry with so much hunger dancing through her eyes.

"Now, it's time," Annabeth said. "You wouldn't want to disappoint me after I've come all this way."

"You'll be leaving with everything you wanted, and then more."

Annabeth rose up and sank down onto Harry. Her tight love box wrapped around Harry's mighty rod, when rising and lowering on him. Her breasts remained eye level with Harry when she descended and rose teasingly out of sight.

The warmth of such a divine and tight pussy resulted in Harry groaning. He reached up and started to pinch her hardened nipples. It was such a nice target it would be almost rude not to. Annabeth responded with a breathy moan and continued her riding towards him.

"It's everything I've ever wanted," Annabeth said.

She spread as far as could go and took an ample amount into her. Every inch of her body burned up and an orgasm threatened to burst out at any moment. Harry did not help her, working her breasts with a couple of nice squeezes.

Annabeth picked up a steadier pace with a couple of raises and descents, putting her walls against his massive cock. She panted when pushing up and down on him.

"Everything you've ever needed, isn't it?" Harry asked.

Annabeth responded with a nod, biting down on the young man's neck. She kept pushing down onto him with a few long thrusts. Her tits swayed when bouncing higher and higher. The orgasm hitting her made Annabeth scream out in pure bliss, there was really nothing better than this, nothing better that she could think of at least. She hung onto the back of Harry's neck and worked all the way down.

The warm pussy sliding up and down on him made Harry fully aware he would lose it sooner rather than later. He had a couple more tricks up his sleeve. A nice working down of her legs made Annabeth squirm and squirt against him. She slid down to him with greater ease.

Panting increased through the demi-god when she sped up her actions. The long cock speared into her body when rising and falling. The thickness of Harry's manhood penetrated her insides.

"Just wait, you haven't felt anything yet."

Annabeth became both excited and scared at the same time because of these words. Her entire body rushed to meet Harry. She bounced higher and higher. The next orgasm rattled her body. A third orgasm in such a short time made her clutch onto Harry.

Molten passion spread from Annabeth's love box. He had her dripping wet now and Harry pushed himself as far into her. He held back what was going to fire out from his thick balls. He just kept thrusting up into her, reaching a passionate series of thrusts into her.

It just kept going on and on with Annabeth racking with a constant chain of orgasms. It turned into an infinite loop with no real end in sight. It was how she wanted it. It was how she desired it and needed it as well. She bucked down onto Harry.

Everything rolled to a high point. Harry touched all of the places which brought even more fire through her. Annabeth rammed down onto her.

"It's always the brainy ones who turned into sex crazed maniacs," Harry said.

Annabeth was about to argue against this point, but her mind had been so muddled. So much pleasure should be against the law. All she could do was keep riding Harry until her thighs were raw and her pussy ached. Any thought of removing herself from Harry's mighty fuck rod made her body protest.

"Just so close," Harry informed her.

Annabeth tightened her squeeze and ensured she would keep riding. Another climatic finish made things even more sticky and sweaty. Her nerve endings sang with pleasure and wanted even more. Annabeth pushed closer down his rod.

"Really close now."

"For me…or for you," she managed.

The answer had been given. Annabeth brought herself down onto Harry. Her body warmed up and started to gush. She continued to ride out of instinct and out of how good this made her feel.

Harry relished the feeling of being balls deep in her. Said balls threatened to give out. Harry pushed deeper into her one more time, before giving up.

"Now, my turn."

Annabeth anticipated the huge load which spilled into her body. It was the greatest gift. His cum tasted wonderful. The addiction spread from her mouth all the way to her pussy. She tightened her hips around himp.

"Don't you dare pull out," she said.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

Harry picked up a steadier pace and sent the first warm blast into her. Annabeth clamped on him. The force of which he came into her triggered an orgasm which hugged his injecting rod.

The two perfect bodies pulled together when their orgasms continued. Annabeth rode out Harry's and her own before injecting into her.

The daughter of Athena took a deep breath and slid off of him. She had been fucked brainless and yet still felt as horny as fuck.

"The only cure is for me to shag you into a coma," Harry said.

Annabeth rubbed her tender lips where his cock penetrated and would have to agree. No wonder the goddesses favored him. She had been pounded raw and she still wanted more.

"Take me anyway you want, great one."

Harry did.

End.