My Steamy Story: Annabeth's Beachside Encounter: Annabeth...

My Story Time:

Okay, so full tea—Percy was knocked out on the sand, looking all perfect and godly, and honestly? I was getting kinda bored. So I wandered off, found this old fishing boat that was low-key falling apart, and this ancient dude Jack was there. He looked like he’d been through it, yellow teeth and all, and I was low-key shook when he asked if I wanted a drink. The whole vibe was just… primal. Before I knew it, we were in the cabin of his boat, the smell of salt and old wood hitting me right in the lizard brain.

He didn’t waste time. His pants dropped and his dick was right there—veiny, mushroom-headed, and leaking smelly pre-cum. I was dripping already, no cap. He grabbed my hips, didn’t even ask, just slid inside me raw. OMG, the stretch! It was so intense, so deep. I was moaning like crazy, my pussy clenching around him with every thrust. He was grunting, calling me his “little sea siren,” and I was high-key losing it. The breeding urge hit me hard—I wanted him to fill me up, mark me. It was messy, sweaty, and so fucking good. When he came, I felt his cock pulse inside me, and I swear, bestie, I saw stars.