It was an ordinary day at Camp Half-Blood, Anabeth and Percy were studying for an exam to enter the University of New Rome, Hazel and Frank were in the stables taking care of the horses, Leo and Calypso were having a barbecue at the entrance from bunker 9, while Jason and Piper were talking about the future of their relationship, everything was going well until that afternoon, when a boy, with messy blonde hair, emerald green eyes, a tan and an athletic build He entered the camp and without a moment's hesitation he headed towards the big house and knocked on the door, which was opened by a centaur well known to everyone.

"Hello, who are you?  i think you're not a halfblood I've met before"

"Hi, my name is Adam Turner, my grandmother sent me here, she says it's the safest place for someone like me"

"Your grandmother? Would you mind telling me who she is?"

"Sure, but my grandmother told me that it would be claimed until campfire time, so if you don't mind waiting a little"

Chiron raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the mysterious newcomer. "I guess it's alright, well then, Adam, welcome to Camp Half-Blood. Let me show you around while we wait for the campfire."

As they walked through the camp, Adam's eyes darted from place to place, taking in the sights with a mix of exitement from the girls and jealousy from the guys. Campers stopped to stare at the newcomer, whispers came from everywhere asking questions,like who might be his divine parent (to which a lot figured it should be aphrodite).

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over the camp, Chiron guided Adam towards the amphitheater for the evening campfire ceremony. The air buzzed with anticipation, campers eagerly speculating about the newcomer's parentage.

Adam found himself surrounded by a group of vivacious young women, who seemed particularly drawn to his presence. One bold asian girl, her eyes sparkling with mischief, playfully tugged at his shirt sleeve. "So, handsome," she purred, "care to make a bet on who your godly parent might be?"

Before Adam could respond, another girl, a statuesque blonde, draped herself over his shoulders. "my drachmas are on Aphrodite" she whispered close to his ear, her breath warm against his skin.

The campfire roared to life, flames dancing, Suddenly, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Above Adam's head, a glowing red heart pierced by an arrow. But before anyone could react, the symbol shimmered and twisted, transforming into a golden apple wreathed in flames.

Chiron's eyes widened in, welcome Adam Turner, son of Eros, grandson of Eris.

Within moments, Adam found himself surrounded by a crowd of beautiful nymphs and demigoddesses who somehow managed to get rid of chiron in just a few seconds. Their eyes sparkled with desire as they pressed closer, the scent of ambrosia and exotic perfumes filling the air.

A willowy daughter of Aphrodite boldly ran her fingers along Adam's arm. "Son of Eros," she purred, her voice dripping with honey, "perhaps you'd like to show me some of your father's... techniques?"

Before he could respond, a tanned daughter of Apollo sidled up, her golden hair shimmering in the sunlight.

"I bet you're quite the archer," she said with a wink. "Maybe we could have a private lesson, see how well you can hit the target?"

The girl leaned in closer, her flowery perfume intoxicating. "I bet you're good with your hands too," she purred. "Archery takes such... precise control."

Before Adam could respond, another camper sauntered over. "Hey there, handsome," she said, eyeing him appreciatively. "Care for a swim? I could use some help with my backstroke."

"Or maybe you'd prefer a wrestling match?" called an Ares's girl, flexing playfully. "I promise to go easy on you... at first."

Adam's head was spinning from all the attention. Flirtatious giggles and suggestive comments seemed to follow him everywhere. One girl "accidentally" spilled water on herself, her shirt clinging to her curves

Suddenly, a voice cut through the crowd. "Ladies, ladies, give the poor boy some space to breathe."

Drew Tanaka, head counselor of the Aphrodite cabin, sauntered forward. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with mischief. She linked her arm through Adam's, shooting a triumphant smirk at the other girls.

"I think our new camper needs a proper welcome," Drew purred. "And who better to provide that than the daughter of love?"

Before anyone could protest, Drew was leading Adam away from the crowd, towards the pastel-pink Aphrodite cabin. As they walked, she leaned in close, her breath warm against his ear. "You must be exhausted after such an eventful day," she murmured. "Why don't we get you settled in?"

The cabin door swung open, the interior of Aphrodite's cabin dimly lit by flickering candles. The dancing shadows cast an otherworldly glow on the pink walls, giving the room a dreamlike quality.

Silken curtains rustled softly in the breeze from the open windows, and the air was thick with the scent of roses and something more primal.

Drew led Adam to a plush bed piled high with satin pillows. She pushed him down onto the soft mattress, climbing on top of him with feline grace. Her fingers traced the contours of his chest as she gazed down at him with smoldering eyes. Adam's breath caught as Drew slowly undid the buttons of her blouse, revealing smooth olive skin. She shrugged the garment off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

Drew leaned down to whisper in Adam's ear, her lips lingering against his skin. "Welcome to camp," she murmured before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.

They shed the rest of their clothes between heated kisses and caresses. Drew's hot body pressed against Adam's as they tumbled onto the bed. Adam ran his hands over Drew's back, feeling the girl shiver at his touch. With a swift movement, Adam flipped their positions, pinning Drew beneath him.

"I want you," Adam growled, his voice husky with desire. He captured Drew's lips in a searing kiss, nipping and sucking until Drew was gasping. Adam trailed kisses down Drew's neck, pausing to suck at his pulse point. Drew moaned and arched up against him.

Adam's hands roamed Drew's body, caressing and teasing. He paid special attention to Drew's most sensitive areas, drawing out her whimpers and pleas.

she opened her legs, giving him a clear look at her wet pussy "please, i need you big guy"

Drew cried out as he entered her in one powerful thrust, filling her completely.

"Yes!" she screamed, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure.

His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to move. Each thrust sent shockwaves of ecstasy through her body. Drew braced herself against the wall, barely able to stand as he pounded into her relentlessly.

The air was thick with the sounds and scents of their passion. Sweat glistened on their bodies in the dim light. Drew felt like she was burning up from the inside out, consumed by white-hot desire.

"Harder," she begged breathlessly. "Please, don't stop!"

He growled in response, a primal sound that made her shiver with excitement

Drew's legs trembled as he increased his pace, slamming into her with abandon. She cried out with each thrust, lost in a haze of pleasure. Her nails raked down his back, leaving red trails in their wake.

"You feel so good," he grunted, his voice rough with desire.

She could only whimper in response, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. The tension built higher and higher within her, a coiling spring ready to snap. Drew felt herself balancing on the edge of ecstasy.

With a particularly deep thrust, she tumbled over that edge. Her inner walls clenched around him as waves of intense pleasure crashed over her. She cried out his name as her orgasm ripped through her body.

He followed soon after, burying himself to the hilt as he found his own release. They clung to each other, panting and trembling in the aftermath of their shared passion. Drew's heart raced as she struggled to catch her breath, her skin tingling all over. She felt satisfied, something none of her boytoys had ever managed to achieve.

Slowly, their breathing steadied. He brushed a tender kiss against her forehead, then her lips. "That was incredible," he murmured, his voice husky.

"Mmm," Drew agreed, too blissed out for words. She nuzzled into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent.

They layed next to each other, and while they both fell asleep, Adam grinned "this is going to be fun".

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