Percy Jackson

It was one of the rare occasions that I voluntarily went to the twenty-four hours a day open library in New York. It was one of the biggest of such learning establishments city and incidentally, it apparently was also my fiance's idea of an ideal place to get frisky. Truth be told her choice of venue concerned me more out that some of the stuff Hazel wanted me to do to her.

So, as the sunset, I entered the relatively empty library and headed up two the third floor, and spotted a very familiar blond dressed in a blouse, blazer, and black penciled skirt dress sitting behind the employees counter. Her golden blond curls were tied up in a strict looking bumm and a pair of nerd glasses rested on her cute nose. She was beautiful. Slender, with long toned legs, perfect tanned skin, and proud features. She needed no make-up but wore it anyway. Cherry lipstick, and other stuff that Silena could probably describe in detail but was way beyond me. She could put bikini models to shame with that body.

"Hi," I greeted her.

The young woman only glared up at me, her stormy gray eyes sparkled with annoyance before turning her attention back to a book about architecture.

Smirking I wordlessly headed to one of the many empty tables where I sat down, unslung my bag, and went to work, or pretended to be working.

Two hours of torturous waiting later the librarian looked around, snapped her finger, and as one the half dozen or so other guests seemed to decide that just then was the perfect time to leave. Once they had filed out I offered the blond a winning smile. She still glared at me.

Deciding that it was time to make studying more bearable I opened my favorite playlist on my phone and turned my attention back to my books.

Suddenly the librarian appeared behind me. "Shh!" She hissed at him. "This is a library!"

"I am so sorry!" I apologized and accidentally turned it even louder.

I almost laughed when she slapped the back of my head. "Turn it down, now. If you want to study here then you must follow the rules!"

"Yeah, okay," I agreed and the beautiful blond walked off again.

I looked after her for a long moment before turning my attention back to my studies. After a while the librarian came back over it my table, holding a glass of water which she put down next to me.

"What are you studying?" She whispered.

"Ancient Greek," I explained.

"How's progress?" She asked.

"Slow. I'm tired... What's your name?"

"Annabeth," she replied.

"If you like I can help you stay awake and fit?" The librarian suggested.

"How?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well..." Annabeth trailed off and sank down to her knees, and places an. "I do respect a man who takes his academic future serious and as the librarian, it is my duty to assist those to wish to learn."

When I still looked skeptical she added. "I promise you won't fall asleep!" She assured me.

I sighed and allowed Annabeth to pull down my sweat pants were a nervous boner awaited her under my Boxershorts. It took her experienced hands only moments to free my manhood and start pumping it a few times.

"Don't stop studying!" she warned me. "I am only here to help you!" Annabeth glared at me, pressing her cheek against my manhood. Then, when she was sure that I had indeed turned my attention away from her, she started playing with the tip of her tongue, licking around the contours of my tip.

I tried to keep my attention on the book, but soon Annabeth began jerking me off as she licked and sucked on my balls. I risked a glance down at the beautiful woman that was currently ruining her knees on the carpet for me. While my cocks disappeared between her lips, she looked up at me, and her eyes narrowed. Before she pulled off my cock, I hastily looked back at the book.

I groaned in pained arousal as that all to familiar sensation of an attractive girl's mouth around my cock took me into a world of pleasure. I leaned forward and closed my eyes, where she could see me.

The librarian sucked hard, and I could feel her tongue as she bobbed up and down my length. That unmistakable slurping sound of the blond providing me with oral pleasure was music to my ears.

Five...then ten minutes.. finally twenty passed as the blond "helped" me study. She took her time, only gradually pushing me further. "Fuck, woman, stop teasing!" I complained.

Finally, I couldn't keep up my passive participation anymore and places a hand on the back of Annabeth's head and make her pick up the pace.

Only moments away from satisfaction, I realized that Annabeth had every intention of leaving me hanging in there. It wasn't my most classy moments, but with a grunt of frustration, I looked down at the blond head, starting to pull back and forced it down all the way.

Annabeth gagged loudly at the surprised deepthroating, her throat sending sparks of pleasure up my body, but after a few moments, she managed to slip away without granting me release.

"That wasn't very nice," Annabeth noted. "Anyway, I trust you are feeling better now?"

I glared at her. "Count on it."

"Well, ..."

"Percy..."

"Well, Percy. If you finish studying like a good boy, I am sure I can arrange a reward for you."

There was that sparkled in her eyes because she knew how crazy she drove me. Two more hours was her version of finishing with my "studies." I was horny, and truth be told I wasn't exactly used to hearing the word "no" from a woman. So perhaps her games were long overdue, but seeing that beautiful blond just sitting there as she read a book drove me crazy.

It was only two hours, but it felt like a lifetime when Annabeth closed her book though I immediately perked up and looked at her.

"I have to close up this floor," she explained and strolled closer, her his swaying as she walked.

"What about my reward?" I inquired.

The blond looked at him, suspiciously. "Did you study properly?"

"I did it!" I vowed.

"Hmmm," Annabeth mused. "I guess you did and it is my duty to promote men taking academia seriously."

Annabeth placed her book down on mine and grabbed my hand and led me off into the maze of bookshelves. Finally, we reached what looked like a quiet corner and turned around to face me.

"I am happy that you were able to stay quiet!"

The blond glared up at me and then turned around and leaned forward against the wall; her ass stuck out in my direction. Her intent was clear, but at this point, I had other plans.

I slung one arm around her waist and then pulled her body closer, wrapping my arms around her curves and feeling her ass pressing me.

"Hey!" she complained, my lips already on her neck and my hands roaming around her chest and grabbing at the smooth flesh of her ample breasts. I could feel the strength in her toned body, much like a drawn bow, as she broke away from my gentle embrace.

Annabeth's gray eyes bore into me. "I brought you here so you could collect your reward for studying. Nowhere did I say I had any wish to smooch around with you! I am a librarian, not some slut that just makes out with everyone!"

"Okay, okay!" I said and raised my hands to deescalate the situation, allowing the blond to bow back down forward to a ninety-degree angle where she kept herself upright by holding onto one of the bookshelves. The posture threw her perfect see in sharp relief through the dark fabric of her skirt.

I reached down and pulled the dress up, past her knees, muscled thighs, and with increasing effort due to the limitations of her outfit over her ass.

"You could just pull then out," Annabeth finally announced as I struggled with the fabric for a moment.

"Good idea," I said and promptly followed Annabeth's advice. A moment later, I stood before Annabeth Chase's glorious bare ass, a symphony of shape, tanned skin, and everything. She also wore no panties, which made for easy access.

I grabbed her ass and dug my fingers into her flesh, enjoying how perfect and right it felt. "Stop fucking around!" Annabeth ordered.

I pulled down my pants, my throbbing hard manhood already awaiting to claim it's the domain. No words were required, for they both knew where this was going.

I smoothly positioned myself in her entrance and slit into her. From there on, it was a straight forward fuck. I held her bare ass.

Her pussy felt even better than the ass, and I basked in it's embrace as I slammed my pelvis against hers, running her through, again and again, earning moans and grunted for my effort. It was probably the best sex I've had in a long time...with my very own librarian.

"I want to see your tits," I finally grunted and pulled out.

"Uhh..?," the dazed blond asked as I spun her around. I had already pulled off her blazer before she could start to protest but trapped between me and the bookshelf there was nothing she could to stop me from tearing up her blouse, sending buttons flying off like shrapnel, and exposing her ample, perfectly shaped, natural, and tanned breasts.

Her body was as close to perfection as it could be, with a flat stomach, I could even see a faint six-pack shimmering through her skin.

"Hey, lis-" I would never find out what she intended to say because I kissed her on the lips, squeezing one of her ample mounds.

I picked the young woman up, and Annabeth quickly wrapped her long legs around my waist. Then, she reached up and held onto the bookshelves above her, allowing me to go back to getting my dick wet inside her.

It was superb sex. I took her with deep and powerful thrusts, letting her full breasts bounce in their rhythmic motion.

"Oh gods," the jaw dripping blond moaned loudly, and I kept my eyes away from her divine breasts and on her stormy gray eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed with exertion as I took her. I closed my eyes and just concentrated on the task at hand, keeping my dick moving inside my sparring partner. She was pleasantly tight, which offered one hell of a ride.

I lost myself in a whirlwind of passion, consumed by sensations and sounds. The feeling of thrusting into Annabeth's body, her warm tightness around me. The feeling of her powerful legs wrapped around me, a gesture of unspoken consent. There was the sound of skin slapping against skin, stifled moans and gasps, and that sparkled in her stormy gray eyes that even all these years send cold shivers down my back.

Just as I silently prayed to whoever that the shelf wouldn't give away, Annabeth yelped in surprise. I paused her ride and looked around to find the janitor, an aging African American man looking at them suspiciously

"You alright there, ma'am?" He asked Annabeth.

"Oh yeah, sorry...He's my husband." Annabeth wheezed, her cheeks flushing scarlet.

"Well, stay safe." He then turned around and disappeared from view behind another bookshelf, muttering something about "Kids these days."

Percy mentally saluted the older man. He didn't even look at Annabeth's body once, despite those beautiful breasts looking like they were about to declare independence, just made sure that everything was consensual, and she was fine before going back to minding his own business.

Annabeth, who was quite obviously known here as an employee, looked mortified and I couldn't help but start laughing. Before she could say anything, I decided to keep on collecting my reward by continuing to thrust into the young woman, earning a surprised yelp.

"Gods, stop. I like working here!" Annabeth complained but then continued moaning even louder as I continued my furrow expeditions of her vagina. It was a smooth ride, and soon he was basking in Annabeth's aroused moans. The sensation of my dick inside her was overwhelming, to say the least, and that all too familiar pressure seemed to grow in my abdomen. The view of her bouncing breasts, glistening with sweat, was...well it was something.

Maybe it was the thrill of being caught and the continued fuck, but finally, Annabeth climaxed and bit her lip hard to stifle her soft cries of ecstasy, and her convulsing womanhood almost got me over the edge. Her glistening wet body seemed to shutter and flex, and she found release until she finally just hung there.

"You are getting more out of this reward that I am!" I complained indignantly.

"Yeah, how unprofessional of me!" Annabeth panted and let go of the shelf only to come up and wrap her arms around my neck. "How about this, you can finish however you want, and in return, you abstain from writing a complaint?"

I pondered the matter for a moment. Finish inside her as the classic ending? Anal? "May I titty fuck you?"

Annabeth nodded and unhooked her legs only to sink to the floor.

"You or me?" She asked.

"You," I decided.

"Sit your ass down!" Annabeth ordered, and I finally pulled off my pants and boxershorts completely and sat down on a few stools with my legs spread. Annabeth knelt down in front of me again, her hair bumm having somehow survived so far, looked pretty roughed up.

With her sweat somewhat lubricating her breasts and my cock from, her womanhood Annabeth pull my manhood between her Ds and then pushed her breasts together tightly, embracing his length in a very lovely way.

I admired the view from above this time as the hottie stroked my cock with her breasts and this time it was my turn to groan as she went to work. For once I was at her mercy, not really knowing what to do? Should I grope her?

Every few seconds or so Annabeth spit down at her cleavage to keep the ride lubricated and finally, it was my turn to climax. She held my cock up and leaned back, smiling up at me as I ejaculated a healthy load over her face and breasts.

I finally slumped back and smiled down at the elegant woman kneeling in front of me as she wadded up my cum with her finger and then swallowed it.

"Can I see you again?" I asked when she finally rose into shaking legs.

"If you continue studying...and mind your manners more next time? This got out of hand,..." She replied, still in her role.

"Well, I am taking your home tonight if you don't mind."

She laughed, finally dropping the role and going back to being a wife. "Yeah, come on. My shift ended anyway and don't need Silena judging me for fucking at my place at work. You should really poke by Starbucks when she has late shift and so stuff with her to get her off her high horse."

"Silena is in a healthy place right now so no. Hey, don't remove any more. I like it when my cumm is all over you."

Annabeth bock bowed and quickly gathering up her discarded clothes and skirt. "I think the Janitor can see through the mist..." She decided.

"You think?"

"Yeah, maybe you should send him Drew to get him to stay quiet."

I glared at her. "Okay, then maybe you won't do that."

I really hope you enjoyed yourself. This is one of my better ones and I will probably refine it further later. Annabeth needs more love. I might write down the wedding night too.

Do leave reviews, they brighten my day whenever they come in.

With regards,

Winter