Perseus' Sexual Campaign

Calypso - The Latest Scoop

The Latest Scoop - Calypso

This is extremely spur of the moment. As I write this AN I'm in the middle of two oneshots called Percy Does a Boo-Boo and Percy and Jason Compare Cock Sizes. Neither are lemons; they're actual oneshots/stories. This one's mortal AU. I personally hope that, as with the Persephone lemon, I'll crank this out in like 4 days. Judging by the aforementioned oneshots, which are on like 4000 words each in the past week, I have a good shot. But who knows, I'm watching Parks and Recreation S4E12 as I write.

In this one Calypso, a reporter, interviewed the local college football star Percy. Afterwards he asked her to drinks and they ended up back at her place slightly inebriated.

The Latest Scoop - Calypso

Calypso fell back onto her bed, listening to the sound of the duvet rustling before the larger mass of Percy fell over her. He kept his weight off, leaning with his hands on either side of her body as his lips clasped onto hers. Calypso smiled into the kiss, grabbing each side of his head and deepening it, kicking off her black heels and wrapping her slim legs around his back.

The black-haired football star broke the kiss momentarily, reaching down and swiftly unbuttoning her white shirt. He unbuttoned them so fast that to Calypso it felt like he merely tore her shirt open, revealing a model's stomach and a black lacy bra covering her womanly mounds.

Percy grinned and his head lowered again, placing both hands on her black-skirted hips. Percy kissed down her defined neck, trailed along her collarbone down to her cleavage. His lips met her left breast, still covered by her bra, and the young reporter closed her eyes in a moan as he softly nurtured her erect nipple. Intent on greener pastures, Percy continued downwards, kissing her navel and eventually reaching the waist of her pencil skirt.

He sat up on his knees, reaching for the hem of his shirt before pulling it up over his head. The timeless beauty smirked as the sports star with the surfer's body revealed such to her. Her caramel hair sprawled out on the bed behind her as her shirt remained on her, yet unbuttoned. Her legs came to rest on either side of him, her knees bent up in the air with her feet planted on the bed.

Percy slid back until he wasn't even on the bed anymore, rather on her knees on the ground. His hands slid the black pencil skirt up until her thighs were fully revealed. The skirt now only covered her ass and pussy, that sweet pantie-covered pussy that Percy sought.

He reached up to her waist under the skirt and grabbed the lining of her black lacy underwear, equal in design and material to her bra, and after hooking his thumbs in it he began to pull it down. Her panties slid off effortlessly, and she briefly raised her feet up so he could remove them from her legs, before they went back to resting on the bed.

Calypso looked up at the ceiling, not even thinking of her ex, Hermes, just waiting for the cunnilingus she so desperately needed. It came better than she was hoping, as Percy aggressively struck her core with his tongue.

The feel of his hot, saliva-ridden tongue piercing her walls made Calypso shudder, and indeed her knees bent inwards towards each other like a tent over the kneeling Percy's head. Percy proved himself an oral savant as his tongue rubbed against her needy lips repeatedly.

"Mm, Percy, right theeere." She moaned, grinding her hips against his face in an ecstasy-driven aversion of staying still. She resisted the urge to grab his head or wrap her legs around his neck to force him to go deeper. She lay like a queen, relaxing while she was pleasured by a local gladiator on bended knee.

Her fingers raked through her caramel hair, which was no longer styled and neat for the cameras. Instead it was messy, sprawled out all over the bed, ready to look like she'd just had sex. Her dark eyes were closed, immersing herself in the prods and strokes of a talented tongue against her nether regions.

A few minutes in and Calypso had already cum twice, to which Percy dutifully lapped up her juices like an obedient puppy and went back to work. His mouth began kissing her lips, giving credit to the term 'eating her out'. His hands rested on either of her creamy, fit thighs, stroking them, tantalizingly distant from her waiting, shapely, desperate ass.