[Third Person Pov]
Gwen placed her hands on Peter's chest and pushed him back onto the bed with a playful yet firm shove. He fell willingly against the pillows, eyes locked on her as she leaned over him. With eager, practiced movements, she hooked her fingers into his pants and boxers and yanked them down in one smooth motion, freeing his throbbing erection.
She wrapped one hand around the hardened length, giving it a gentle squeeze. Leaning down, she pressed a soft, teasing kiss right to the sensitive tip. "Someone is clearly very happy and excited," she smirked, watching it twitch eagerly in her grasp.
Peter's smile widened as he heard the distinct pop of the lube bottle cap from her nightstand. The cool gel made him inhale sharply. "Ooh— that's colder than I was expecting…"
Gwen giggled the entire time, the sound light and full of affection. She poured a generous amount into her palms and began coating his cock with both hands, stroking him slowly and thoroughly. Her fingers moved like she was polishing a treasured prize, spreading the slick lube until his entire shaft glistened under the lamplight.
She swallowed hard, a slightly nervous smile tugging at her lips as she took in his impressive size. "You know… I'm seriously starting to second-guess myself here," she admitted, voice tinged with both arousal and hesitation. "I'm not entirely sure this is going to fit inside of me." Even as she spoke, her hands never stopped moving, gliding along his thick shaft, then exploring down his thighs and over his pelvis, spreading more lube everywhere.
"Your turn?" Peter asked eagerly, his eyes shining with anticipation and desire.
"My turn," Gwen confirmed with a nod, and they switched positions.
Peter stood behind her, utterly mesmerized by the sight before him. Gwen was on all fours, legs spread invitingly, her back lightly arched to present herself. The sparkling crystal gem of the plug winked between her cheeks, catching the light with every subtle shift of her body. She looked back over her shoulder, biting her lip. "Well?"
"Sorry… Just— *wow*," Peter breathed, momentarily lost for words. The view was breathtaking: her soaked clothed pussy glistening with arousal, the curve of her ass, and the confident yet vulnerable way she offered herself to him.
Gwen giggled and began shaking her hips side to side in an enticing, hypnotic rhythm. "Come on, Petey. Don't keep me waiting…"
Peter reached forward and grabbed the waistband of her soaked purple lingerie. He dragged the delicate fabric slowly down her thighs, revealing her dripping, puffy pussy in full. Once he'd helped her kick it aside, he squirted a generous amount of lube into his palms and rubbed his hands together, biting his lower lip in heated anticipation.
He didn't hold back. His warm, slick hands roamed over the full globes of her ass, massaging the oil into her skin, spreading her cheeks apart, then gliding up her back. He worked the lube in with firm, sensual strokes—half massage, half worship.
"Ahhh~" Gwen moaned loudly the moment Peter's fingers began playing with the base of the plug, gently twisting and tugging at it. "Just take it out… but please, do it slowly."
Peter complied carefully, easing the crystal toy out inch by inch while Gwen moaned continuously, her body trembling. A soft, relieved exhale escaped her when it finally slipped free, leaving her feeling strangely empty.
He couldn't resist. With a playful growl, his fangs made an appearance as he leaned down and gave her plump ass cheek a teasing bite.
"Ah!!" Gwen yelped loudly, reaching back to swat at him. Both of them dissolved into laughter, the playful moment easing some of the nervous tension.
Peter then grew more serious. He grabbed the bottle of lube again and focused on the task ahead. Gwen bit her lower lip, breathing heavily as she felt his fingers return—warm, slick, and deliberate—coating her tight back entrance thoroughly.
"Oh fuck… that feels better than I expected…" she moaned, instinctively rocking her hips back and forth, chasing the delicious stretch and glide of his fingers.
Peter leaned over her, chest pressing against her back, and whispered hotly against her ear, "Do you want it now, or do you think we need to prepare you a little more?"
Gwen spread her legs wider, fully exposing herself to him in complete trust. "I'm ready… I think we've prepared enough. Just please go slowly—you'll break me if you don't."
Peter licked his lips, heart pounding with excitement and care. He coated his own cock generously with more lube, spreading the slick substance evenly along his length. Taking a steadying breath, he lined himself up with her glistening, prepared hole.
"Relax, you're too tense," he murmured softly, reassuringly, one hand stroking her back as he slowly pressed the thick tip inside her.
"Oh god… that's just the tip?" Gwen groaned, the intense stretch already overwhelming. She grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it, muffling her sounds. "I can already feel it stretching me open…"
"Do you want me to stop?" Peter asked immediately, holding perfectly still despite the incredible tightness gripping him. He groaned low in his throat as she experimentally moved her hips in small circles around his tip.
"No… don't stop," Gwen panted into the pillow, biting down on the fabric for support. "I can take it. Keep going."
Peter remained patient and attentive, giving her all the time she needed while fighting every instinct to thrust deeper. The night was still young, and he wanted nothing more than to make this perfect for her.
Peter kept his movements exquisitely slow and controlled, easing forward inch by careful inch. Gwen's muffled moans vibrated into the pillow as she bit down harder, her knuckles white from gripping the fabric. The overwhelming stretch burned in the most delicious way, forcing her body to accommodate his thick, lubed cock. Tears of intense sensation pricked at the corners of her eyes, slipping free and dampening the pillowcase.
"Shit, It's sliding in perfectly, you're doing great" Peter whispered praise against her shoulder, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. One hand stroked soothing circles along her spine while the other gripped her hip, steadying her. "Just breathe… I've got you."
When he finally bottomed out, fully buried inside her tight heat, both of them let out shaky groans. The fullness was almost too much—Gwen felt impossibly stretched, every nerve alight. She reached beneath herself with a trembling hand, fingers finding her swollen clit and rubbing it in rapid, desperate circles.
Peter began to thrust—shallow at first, then gradually deeper. The wet, obscene sounds of lube-slick skin filled the room as he moved in and out of her. Strings of clear lube stretched and stuck between their bodies with every withdrawal, glistening on her ass and his pelvis. Gwen's moans grew louder and needier, her hips starting to push back to meet his thrusts despite the intensity.
It didn't take long. The combination of the deep anal penetration, her frantic clit rubbing, and Peter's precise angle quickly pushed them both over the edge. Gwen came first with a shattered cry, her entire body convulsing as powerful spasms ripped through her. Her ass clenched rhythmically around Peter's cock, milking him until he followed right behind her, burying himself to the hilt and spilling deep inside with a guttural groan.
When Peter finally withdrew, a thick trickle of his cum immediately dripped from her slightly gaping, flushed hole, running down her thigh and mixing with the lube. The sight was utterly filthy and mesmerizing.
Before he could even catch his breath, Gwen spun around with surprising strength and pushed him onto his back. She climbed over him, grabbed his still-hard, slick cock, and guided it right back to her ass. With a determined moan, she sank down onto him in one smooth, greedy motion, taking him to the base.
Their bodies were both shiny and slippery—covered in a messy sheen of oil and lube that made every slide and grind feel even more decadent. Gwen immediately started riding him in a wild frenzy, completely lost in pleasure. Her hips slammed down repeatedly, ass rippling with every impact as she chased another high.
Peter sat up abruptly, wrapping his arms around her and grabbing two generous handfuls of her ass. Now face-to-face, they devoured each other in a passionate, sloppy kiss. Tongues tangled, breaths mingled, and Gwen grew more aggressive as the pleasure intensified. She bit down on his lower lip, tugging it between her teeth with a needy growl, her nails digging into his shoulders.
They came again like that—Gwen first, then Peter pulsing inside her once more. Without missing a beat, they shifted positions. Peter flipped her onto her side, spooning her from behind and sliding back in deep. Then onto her back with her legs over his shoulders. Then her riding him reverse cowgirl, giving him a perfect view of his cock disappearing into her stretched hole.
At one point, the pleasure became overwhelming. Gwen's eyes rolled back, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her body seized, pussy gushing as she squirted hard across the sheets, juices soaking Peter's abdomen and the bed beneath them. The sight and sensation pushed Peter over the edge again, filling her ass for the umpteenth time as her walls fluttered and clenched around him.
They collapsed together in a sweaty, slippery, cum-and-lube-covered tangle of limbs, both panting heavily. Gwen's body trembled with aftershocks, her head resting on Peter's chest as he stroked her hair tenderly.
"God… Peter," she whispered breathlessly, a dazed, blissed-out smile on her face. "That was… I don't even have words."
He kissed the top of her head, holding her close despite the mess. "We're nowhere near done if you don't want to be," he murmured, voice full of love and lingering hunger. "But we can take a breather… clean up a little… or not."
Gwen let out a soft, satisfied laugh and nuzzled closer, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his slick skin. The night was still young, and neither of them planned on wasting a single minute of it.
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