Kapitel 18: First time with Gwen (R18)

Gwen saw his face and had a smirk on her face as she leaned closer. "Be careful, Spidey," she teased in a playful voice, "This guy says you're intimidating me. You better treat me nicely, or else…"

Peter's eyes glinted mischievously as he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto his lap. His smile widened as he looked up at her. "Or else what?"

Gwen looped her arms around his neck and her smirk widened. "Or else I'll report you, Web-Head."

Peter chuckled while tightening his hold on her waist. He leaned in as their faces are inches apart, a playful tension crackling between them. "Report me, huh? What exactly would you report?"

Gwen's breathing quickened and her cheeks flushed as she met his gaze. "I'll report you for—" she paused and then her lips curling into a sly grin. "Oh, screw it."

Before Peter could respond, she closed the distance, capturing his lips in a rough, passionate kiss. Peter responded just as eagerly with his arms pulling her closer as their world momentarily melted away.

For a moment, there was no JJ, no responsibilities, no city to protect. Just the two of them, lost in the comfort of each other's embrace.

Peter's hands moved to Gwen's waist, pulling her closer until she was straddling his lap as their bodies perfectly aligned.

Their tongues danced together and started a battle of dominance and surrender. Peter took control and his tongue is dominating Gwen's, pushing deeper and exploring every inch of her mouth.

Gwen moaned into the kiss as her hands sliding up to grip Peter's hair tightly. The sound of her pleasure only fueled Peter's desire, and he tightened his grip on her waist and began grinding his hips up to meet hers.

A moment later, Peter broke the kiss and their lips parting with a single line of saliva connecting them. He looked at Gwen who was breathing heavily as her chest is rising and falling rapidly. "You still want to continue?" he asked with a rough voice.

Gwen pulled his head back down with both of her hands as her fingers tangling in his hair as she brought his lips back to hers for a rough, passionate kiss. "Shut up," she muttered between kisses and her voice is filled with determination and arousal.

Peter's hands roamed over Gwen's body, tracing the curves of her back, her sides, finding every sensitive spot he could.

His right hand cupped her left breast, squeezing gently as his thumb brushed over her nipple which was already hard and begging for attention. Gwen's breath hitched and she arched into his touch and she began pressing herself harder against his erection which was straining against his pants.

Using his powers, Peter willed their clothes to disappear since both of thier clothes are made by him, leaving them both naked and exposed to each other.

Gwen gasped at the sudden sensation of cool air on her skin, but it quickly gave way to the heat of Peter's touch as he continued to explore her body. His dick now free frombound, stiffly against her vulva making her moan during the kiss and she started to increased the speed of friction.

"Oh, Peter," Gwen moaned as she asked breathlessly with need. "Please..."

Peter's left hand moved lower and he began cupping her ass and squeezing firmly. "Tell me what you want, Gwen," he demanded with predatory eyes looking at her.

Gwen whimpered as her eyes fluttering closed as she struggled to form the words. "I want... I want you inside me," her voice is barely above a whisper but it was enough.

With a growl of satisfaction, Peter stood up lifting Gwen effortlessly with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, as he turned her back to the couch. He set her down gently, positioning himself between her thighs as he is on top of her.

Peter began kissing her again, this time with a roughness that sent shivers down Gwen's spine. His lips moved down her jaw, nibbling at her earlobe before trailing kisses along her neck, her collarbone, and finally reaching her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently as his fingers teased the other, pinching and rolling the hardened nub.

Gwen's head fell back against the couch as she released a low moan which is escaping her lips as Peter's skilled mouth and hands worked their magic. Her body trembled with anticipation and every nerve ending alive with sensation.

Peter's right hand moved lower, slipping between Gwen's thighs to find her dripping wet pussy. He slid one finger inside her, which made Gwen's eyes widened and her back arching off the couch as she cried out in pleasure. Soon, Peter added a second finger and began thrusting them in rhythm with his mouth on her breast.

"Fuck, Gwen," Peter muttered while biting her nipple, "You're so fucking tight." But it's a given since she is a virgin, she only played with herself a few times but with only a single finger.

Gwen could barely hear him as her mind is clouded with lust and desire. All she could focus on was the feeling of Peter's fingers inside her and the way his mouth devoured her nipples.

Peter's fingers then delved deeper, curling inside her to find that sweet spot that drove her wild. Gwen's moans grew louder, she gripped the couch tightly that it broke and her hips bucking against his hand as she chased the orgasm building inside her.

With a final desperate cry, Gwen came and her body shaking with the force of her release. But Peter didn't stop and continuing to stroke her through her climax while his mouth is never leaving her breast alone.

When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, Peter removed his fingers and brought them to his mouth, he began licking her juices clean with a satisfied smirk. Gwen blushed furiously and her cheeks are burning with embarrassment.

"That was delicious," Peter said in a low and husky voice.

Gwen bit her lip and looking up at him with a mixture of awe and desire. "My turn," she said, with a trumbling voice.

She then pushed Peter back onto the couch and began to kneel between his legs.

She is surprised to the size of his dick and worried if it fit inside her. But know she has to take it and was fascinated with it after she took his cock in her hand.

It was her first time giving a handjob, and her movements were awkward at first, but she quickly found a rhythm, pumping him slowly as she watched his reactions.

Peter's breath hitched as Gwen's inexperienced hand began to work its magic. He guided her, his hands gently gripping her wrists to show her how to move, how to apply pressure. "Like this," he murmured.

Gwen followed his instructions and soon her movements growing more confident with each stroke. She could see the pleasure on Peter's face, the way his eyes fluttered closed, the way his hips twitched with each pump of her hand.

"Fuck, Gwen," Peter groaned, "You're doing great."

Encouraged by his words Gwen leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into her mouth. The taste was unfamiliar, salty and musky, but it only fueled her desire. She moved her head slowly at first, then faster as she got more comfortable. Peter's hands moved to her head, guiding her pace, helping her take more of him into her mouth.

Gwen's eyes watered as she went deeper, her throat tightening around him. She felt tears slip down her cheeks, but she didn't stop, determined to give him pleasure.

Peter's grip on her head tightened and his hips began thrusting up to meet her mouth. "That's it, Gwen," he growled. "Take all of me."

Gwen's throat burned but she kept going and her movements became fast as she swallowed him whole. Peter's body tensed, his muscles coiling with the effort not to come too soon.

Soon Peter came, pulsing into Gwen's mouth as she swallowed every drop. When he finally finished, Gwen pulled back with her mouth throbbing and her throat is having some pain but she felt happy seeing his satisfied expression.

Peter looked down at her, "You're amazing, Gwen," he said in a soft tone.

Gwen smiled shyly and began wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Let's go to your room," she suggested in a breathless voice.

Peter raised his eyebrows thinking that she is becoming bold but still agreed with her and scooped her up in his arms carrying her effortlessly. Gwen wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his chest as they made their way down the hallway to his room.

Gwen's heart pounded in her chest with a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling within her. She had never been this close to such intimacy and every step of Peter felt like walking on a tightrope for her.

"Are you sure about this?" Peter asked her after seeing her expression. He paused, looking down to face her and began searching for any hint of hesitation.

Gwen then took a deep breath, "I'm sure," she replied, "Just... go slow, okay?"

Peter nodded with a small smile playing on his lips. "Okay."

He led her up the stairs and moved towards his room, he opened the door using a tentacle from his back.

Once inside he locked the door and gently put Gwen on the bed and as she lay down he could see her eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and slight nervousness.

Peter positioned himself on top of her as their bodies are close but not yet touching. He reached down and started guiding his length to her entrance and felt slight resistance as he pressed against her.

"Wait," Gwen murmured with a trumbling voice, "Don't we need... a condom?"

Peter then looked into her eyes. "It's fine," he reassured her. "I can control my sperm. You won't get pregnant. So, don't worry."

Gwen bit her lip and nodded slowly. "Okay," she whispered. She then took his hands into hers, her grip tightening around his hands.

Peter took one last look at her, seeing the trust and vulnerability in her gaze. With a gentle push, he began to enter her, causing Gwen to bite her lip harder. Small drops of blood began to flow from her pussy, and she clenched his hands tightly. Peter didn't force himself all the way in; instead, he paused and leaned down to kiss her tenderly, hoping to ease her discomfort.

The kiss was soft and gentle and their tongues also began moving gently together. Peter's free hand moved to her breast, cupping it gently before giving the nipple a light squeeze. Gwen's breath hitched and the pain slowly giving way to a different kind of sensation. After a few moments, she nodded again, signaling that she was ready.

Peter carefully pushed himself deeper feeling her body yield beneath him. Gwen's legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, holding him closer as her grip on his hand tightened almost painfully. Tears welled up in her eyes from the intensity of the pain but she held them back, refusing to scream.

Peter remained still for few seconds and kissed her to ease the pain. Soon his kisses became more insistent, moving from her lips to her neck and his tongue tracing patterns on her skin. His free hand continued to play with her breast, the pressure of his hand began increasing as he sensed her body relaxing.

Gradually, the pain began to fade and was replaced by a growing warmth. Gwen's body began to move on it's own. Her hips shifting slightly as she tried to find a rhythm. Peter felt this change and broke the kiss and his eyes locking with hers as he began to move inside her.

The initial thrusts were slow and each one met with a soft gasp from Gwen. Peter watched her closely, gauging her reactions, making sure not to overwhelm her.

As the minutes passed, the pace picked up, their bodies moving in harmony. Gwen's moans grew louder which is a sign of the pleasure building within her. She clutched the sheets tightly with her nails digging into the fabric as Peter's thrusts became more intense.

Peter's hands wandered down to her breasts again but this time pressing harder than before and his thumb and index fingers are pinching both of her nipples with a rough intensity. "You're so beautiful," he murmured and kissed her again.

Gwen's response was only more moans as her body trembling with pleasure. she could feel Peter's strength and passion for her which only made her want him more. As his movements grew more and more intense, she lifted her hips to meet him with the thought of matching him.

Peter suddenly stopped and flipped her over while removing his dick from her pussy with her face lying down on the bed.

He then knelt behind her then grabbed her hips with both hands and re-entered her. This position allowed them to come together even deeper and each thrust making Gwen almost breathless.

"Peter~...." she gasped, "Yes~.... Harder.... Ohhh~.... Harder~"

Peter then took her head and sealed her mouth with a deep kiss from behind, their tongues intertwined, wild and passionate. He sped up his thrusting from behind and each thrust added more force than before, it is as if pushing her to the limit.

Finally, with a strong and final thrust, Gwen screamed out as her body is convulsing. At the same time, Peter shot a large amount of fluid inside her, filling her womb with his seed.

Then Gwen collapsed on the bed, feeling as if she had survived a storm. But just then, "This is just the beginning, " he said with a hint of laughter.

Since, they both had strong physique, it took them 9 hours of rough sex in different positions to feel completely exhausted and fall asleep in the early morning.

Early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Peter's room as he stirred awake.

Gwen was curled against him with her golden hair splayed across his chest as she slept peacefully. A blanket was on top of theit interlinked bodies.

Peter couldn't help but smile as he watched her sleep. Gently he brushed a strand of hair from her face and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. The gesture roused Gwen from her slumber, soon her eyes fluttering open and she looked up only to meet his gaze.

"Good morning," she murmured with a drowsy smile on her face.

"Good morning, my love," Peter replied with a small smile.

Gwen settled back on him again with her head finding its familiar spot on his chest as Peter ran his fingers through her hair.

After a while, Peter remembered something. With a small gesture, he materialized a book in his hand. "I have something for you," he said as she opened her eyes and looked at the book.

Gwen lifted her head, "What's this?"

"It's a book I wrote," Peter explained while handing it to her.

"You wrote a book?" Gwen sat up while pulling the blanket with her as she accepted the book. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Peter gave a sheepish grin. "I wanted it to be a surprise. Something special after our first night together for you."

Gwen's expression softened and she leaned in to kiss him gently. "Well, consider me surprised. And touched."

She settled back against the headboard, opening the book while Peter watched her reactions. Her eyes moved across the pages with growing interest, occasionally pausing to smile or raise an eyebrow.

Peter watched her read while admiring her beauty. After a while, he let his hand wander and gently folding over her chest. Gwen noticed this but didn't say anything but a faint smile playing on her lips as she continued to enjoy his touch.

After reading for sometime, Gwen broke free from his hand and sat while covering herself with the blanket.

"This is amazing, Peter," she looking at him with pride. "I'm telling you, it's going to be a hit."

"You really think so?" Peter asked with a smile and placed one hand over his head.

"Without a doubt," Gwen assured him and placed the book on the table beside the bed carefully.

Peter glanced at his bedside clock – 7 AM. A lazy Sunday stretched before them, free from the responsibilities of school and hopefully, superhero duties. "Since we have the whole day ahead of us," he then suggested, "what do you say to a proper date?"

Gwen's face lit up at the suggestion. "I'd love that," she replied while leaning in to kiss him once more. "Though we should probably get ready soon if we want to make the most of the day."

"Five more minutes," Peter murmured against her lips and pulled her closer.

After cuddlling and kissing for sometime, they eventually got up, and went to freshen up.

Gwen didn't have to worry about clothes as Peter can make any type of clothes she wanted. She already told her mom about staying at Peter's house last night since she was sure something will happen between that night and it did.

While her mother teasing after learning about staying at Peter's house is embarassing, it was totally worth it from her point of view.

After taking a shower together while sharing some intimate moments, the duo got ready and went to have a peaceful time for themselves.

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