Chapter 59: Down & Dirty

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Percy and Hestia get down and dirty~

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Hestia can hardly believe she’s letting this happen. But then to be fair, she can hardly believe what Athena let happen as well. Funny how Zeus’ removal continued to send shockwaves through the Olympian Pantheon even a year later.

… Though, it wasn’t entirely fair to blame their status as Maiden Goddesses on Zeus or anything like that. Staying virginal for all these eons was a choice that Hestia, Athena, and Artemis had all made of their own accord. It was more accurate to say that this was a result of Percy’s slow ascension to godhood more than anything else… and his status as a Reincarnation of Adonis.

If not for the poisoning of Thalia’s Tree and the threat to Camp Half-Blood, Hestia would probably be begging Percy to claim her virginity like he just got done doing with Athena, truth be told. She’d held off for so long only for Athena to go and broadcast Percy’s conquest of her to every goddess who cared to watch. And now she couldn’t risk such a fundamental change to her divinity at such a crucial time, so she had to refrain once more.

It was the worst, but Percy… Percy certainly seemed to want to make her feel good anyways. He starts by sitting her down on the bed and kissing her, his hands going to her chest in no time at all. Hestia doesn’t mind. In fact, she arches her back into his touch and melts against him. Her slender arms wrap around his neck as she presses her chest against his groping fingers.

At the same time, she parts her lips, inviting Percy’s tongue to explore the depths of her mouth as a breath moan escapes her throat. Just the act of their tongues dancing together is enough to send shivers of pleasure down her spine. But that’s not enough for Percy. He wants more. He wants to give her more.

Their clothes come off of themselves as they kiss, breaking apart only for air and the removal of Percy’s shirt or Hestia’s dress. Finally, they’re both completely naked. Finally, Percy decides to escalate things.

Hestia’s breath catches in her throat as Percy suddenly slips off the bed and kneels between her legs. His strong hands grip her thighs before she can fully register what’s happening. All of the sudden, the demigod’s head is buried between said thighs, his tongue delving into her sacred, divine folds with reckless abandon.

Gasping for air, Hestia shudders as Percy’s technique causes pleasure to explode through her body. Truthfully, it’s unlike anything she’s ever experienced before. The sensation of his warm, wet tongue exploring her most intimate places and going where nobody has gone before is… honestly a little overwhelming. It sends jolts of pleasure and happiness coursing through Hestia’s frame, even as Percy’s tongue hits her hymen and goes no further.

Hestia arches her back, pressing her hips against Percy’s face as she surrenders to the waves of pleasure crashing over her. She’s been… tested well and truly ever since the poisoning of Thalia’s Tree. All of her focus and energy has been on saving Camp Half-Blood and keeping the borders secure. The constant monster attacks have not made things easy for her to say the least.

But Percy has. Percy and his initiative in rallying the other members of Camp Half-Blood to fight against the monster horde has been of great assistance to Hestia over the last several days. And now that Athena and Percy have thoroughly depopulated the area around the Camp for the time being, she can actually breathe for once.

With Percy eating her out, Hestia does more than just breathe. Her fingers tangle through his hair, holding him close as he licks and laps at her sensitive sex, driving her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. The room is filled with the sounds of their passion. Hestia’s moans and mewls intermingled with the wet, slurping noises of Percy’s feasting.

The air is thick with her arousal, a heady perfume that only seems to drive Percy all the wilder with desire.

The more this goes on, the more the pressure builds inside of her… until finally Hestia tips over the edge and throws her head back with a cry. Her body convulses with the force of the ensuing orgasm, her body shuddering and spasming until she’s left trembling and gasping for breath even more than before.

Even as she cums for him, Percy continues his relentless assault on her quivering quim too, prolonging her ecstasy until finally, Hestia collapses back onto the bed, her body limp and sated.

There’s a brief moment and then Percy drops down on the bed beside her, giving her a raunchy grin.

“Already all tuckered out, Goddess?”

The teasing tone makes it clear he doesn’t think that to be very likely… and he’s right. With a lustful growl, Hestia goes on the attack, rolling over and pushing Percy fully onto his back. Then, she moves herself between his legs, looking up into his eyes as she places her mouth right over his throbbing erection.

“No one gets to watch this time.”

It’s dual reference, both to the fact that Athena made sure everyone could watch… and the fact that Poseidon had snooped on them their first time around.

This time, Hestia is much more conscious of keeping such things from happening, even as she lowers her head and brushes her soft lips against the tip of Percy’s throbbing erection. Slowly, she takes him into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive head of his cock even as she begins to bob up and down.

Much to her enjoyment, Percy groans in pleasure. His hands fist in the sheets as he clearly makes an effort not to thrust his hips upward. Hestia appreciates him leaving her this control. She uses it to take her time, savoring every inch of him as she works her way down his shaft. She hollows out her cheeks, sucks harder, and drives him wild with desire and pleasure.

Then, just when he’s getting really caught up in it, Hestia pulls back, releasing his member from her mouth with a wet pop and leaning back… just enough to bring her breasts to bear on his dick once more. Percy groans as Hestia leans forward and wraps her soft mammaries around his dick. Her nipples drag along his thighs, teasing him mercilessly.

Percy’s breath comes in ragged gasps as the coolness of her skin contrasts with the heat of his throbbing erection. Hestia beams at his reaction, pleased to see what she can draw out of him. But… she’s not in this to torture Percy. She wants to make him feel just as good as he made her.

As she feels his release building up, Hestia doesn’t pull back this time. She increases her pace and brings him closer and closer to the edge with every pop. In response, Percy can no longer hold back his thrusts, his cock sliding up between her soft breasts even as they slide along his length.

Finally, he can hold back no longer. Hestia didn’t want him to anyways. She wanted him to cum for her. She wanted him to cum ON her. With a loud groan, Percy does precisely that, his hips still bucking as one final desperate thrust sends him over the edge and he paints her breasts with his seed.

Pulling back and kneeling there before him, Hestia smiles, pleased by what they’ve done together.

“Thank you for this, Percy. Even if we can’t go any further… I appreciate this greatly. Hopefully soon, we might be able to go all the way.”

Percy looks hesitant for a moment… and very briefly, Hestia wonders if he doesn’t WANT to go all the way with her for some reason. But his next words put that irrational and illogical fear to bed.

“Actually… there’s something else we could do. Without taking your virginity, I mean. We could try… anal sex.”

Hestia blinks at that, taken aback for a moment before finally she points at herself for confirmation.

“You… want to fuck me in the ass?”

Getting up on his knees, Percy nods at her.

“Only if you’re up for it, Goddess. I doubt I can even hurt you if I tried, but admittedly, anal isn’t for everyone.”

Percy wasn’t entirely correct about that last part. Thanks to both Athena’s Blessing and his own growing godhood, Percy actually COULD injure her if he tried. But Hestia trusted him not to. In fact, she trusted Percy implicitly.

“… Alright. Let’s give it a try.”

Percy smiles for a moment before rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

“Uh… I don’t imagine you have lube just lying around, Goddess?”

Lube? Well… she had oils?”

Hestia reaches out and pulls a bottle of massage oils to her with a pulse of her divine will. She then hands it over to Percy.

“Would this do?”

“… Yeah. This should be enough.”

Soon, Hestia finds herself laying face down on the bed as she hears Percy pouring out some of the oils onto his hands. Then, said hands come down on her ass cheeks, groping her buttocks and massaging the oils into them. Hestia moans as Percy squeezes and grips her ass with both hands. Then, she squeaks when he slides his fingers down between her crack.

At long last, he reaches her second virgin hole. She’s certainly never thought to circumvent her status as a ‘Virgin Goddess’ by having anal sex before now, truth be told. As such, Percy’s fingers are the first to every circle her tight rosebud. They’re the first to ever apply gentle but firm pressure as Hestia relaxes her ass enough to allow him entry.

She’s a Goddess of course, so she’s perfectly clean back there. Even still, her anus has never had anything inserted into it before. Her eyes flutter closed as she adjusts to the foreign sensation of Percy’s finger in her ass. There’s a slight discomfort, but it’s not too bad. The strangeness of what she’s feeling is more overwhelming than anything really.

“Just breathe, Goddess. Focus on your breathing.”

Following Percy’s advice, Hestia does exactly that and lets herself sink into the new experience in the process. Percy, meanwhile, adds more oils as necessary while working first one and then two digits in and out of her ass. Finally, he scissors the two fingers inside of her, stretching her out slowly but surely to prepare her for his entrance.

When he feels her body has relaxed enough, Percy carefully withdraws his fingers. Hestia looks back over her shoulder and watches as he coats his hardened length in the oil as well, making sure to lubricate it quite thoroughly. Then, finally, he positions himself behind Hestia, grabbing hold of her ass cheeks and spreading them wide in the process.

Hestia breathes in and out as she feels Percy press the tip of his cock against her now slick back entrance. Before he does anything else however, he looks into her eyes, silently seeking her permission one last time. Hestia smiles and nods.

“I’m ready, Percy.”

He nods back and then begins to push forward, the thick head of his cock soon breaching the first barrier. The tight ring of muscle that is her puckered anus gives way rather suddenly, causing Hestia to gasp at the abrupt intrusion. His cock is MUCH bigger than even two of his fingers were, and her body tenses briefly. In response, Percy pauses, giving her time to adjust to the intrusion.

Just like with his digits however, this doesn’t feel… bad necessarily. It continues to be a rather strange experience, but strange can be good as well.

“K-Keep going…”

Percy complies, slowly sinking deeper and deeper into her bowels. He takes his time with it, but eventually he’s fully sheathed inside of her after pushing inch after inch into her backdoor. They both pant at the sensation, him likely from the tightness and Hestia from the feeling of fullness.

Again, Percy goes still for a long moment. But this time, Hestia doesn’t have to say anything before he begins to move, his hips rocking gently against her backside. This… this was surprisingly pleasurable; the Goddess of the Hearth suddenly realizes. She pushes back against Percy’s thrusts with her own hips and moans softly as he fucks her. The pleasure builds very slowly, but it DOES build over time. The massage oils make any discomfort fleeting at best, and it’s not long before her divine body is adjusting to Percy’s size.

Of course, Percy isn’t content with JUST fucking her in the ass. His hands move under her and Hestia gasps as she’s pulled up onto her hands and knees. One of Percy’s hands finds her chest, groping and squeezing one of her breasts right then and there. The other hand goes down to her pussy, making Hestia moan as Percy fingers her sex and flicks her clit with his thumb.

All the while, his throbbing mast is buried in her ass. Just like he’d fucked and conquered Athena earlier that day, he’s now doing the same to Hestia in a way. He’s got her on her hands and knees and is plowing her anally from behind. It should be humiliating. It should be degrading. But instead, all Hestia feels is arousal, ecstasy, and bliss.

“Percy… Percy, I’m going to-!”

With a wanton cry, the Goddess of the Hearth cums. Not just from being butt fucked for the first time, but also from Percy toying with her nipple and clit in unison. It’s an all-out three way assault on her senses that Hestia can’t fight. She climaxes hard and from the surprised grunt Percy lets off, he wasn’t even expecting it.

Indeed, as her anal walls clench and tighten around his cock, she feels him shudder all of the sudden… and he tips over the edge as well. Hestia’s eyes widen and her face flushes as she feels Percy’s hot seed fill her bowels. It’s a far cry from him taking her virginity and filling her womb instead… but still, this isn’t half bad either.

Together, they collapse on the bed, Percy’s softening cock slipping out of Hestia’s freshly creampied anus. Even though he hasn’t taken her true virginity and fundamentally altered her divinity like he did with Athena, Percy has nevertheless managed to claim one of her virginities on this day… and Hestia couldn’t be happier about it.

She-

Hestia blinks as there’s suddenly a commotion outside the Big House. She’s been so focused on Percy that she’s barely been paying attention except to keep the borders up. Could a monster have slipped through all the same?

Percy is up out of the bed and at the window in a split second, looking to see what’s going on at the same time that Hestia is stretching out her divine senses to find out the same. They effectively uncover the cause of the disturbance at the same exact time given Percy’s sudden exclamation.

“It’s Clarisse and Annabeth! They’re back… and they have the Golden Fleece!”

… Hestia is not often pouty or indignant over how the Fates play their games. In that moment however, she can’t help but silently curse them. Seriously?! The girls couldn’t have gotten back an hour or two ago instead and allowed Hestia to welcome Percy with open arms and open legs instead of having to resort to half-measures like anal sex?!

She’s half-tempted to drag Percy into bed and let him take her virginity right then and there while they use the Golden Fleece to heal Thalia’s Tree, but Hestia knows she can’t do that. Not only because she’s in charge here and still needs to be present for what happens next… but also because of just who Annabeth and Clarisse have brought back with them.

“Huh. Who’s that woman with them? Strange…”

… This was going to be interesting, to say the least.

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The Vote:

[X] Stick with Hestia's POV - 52%

[ ] Switch to Percy's POV - 15%

[ ] Switch to Clarisse's POV - 6%

[ ] Switch to Annabeth's POV - 27%

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