š¤ boyfriend peter parker/spiderman x reader, smut 18+, gain muscles, peter can shoot organic webs, improper use of organic webs, vaginal fingering, hair pulling, oral sex (male reciving), cumming, unprotected sex, pet name (baby, sweetheart), dirty talk, reader is obsessed with Peter's back, donāt be picky please . . .
You didn't know what had happened to your boyfriend, you really didn't have the faintest idea.
But you definitely loved it.
You and Peter had been together for two years, even though you had known each other for at least four years and Peter had always been in a certain shape. From the time you first saw him until a couple of months ago, he always had abs and fairly big biceps, maybe not exactly a gym rat or only muscle but you could definitely tell he worked out.
Unlike him, you weren't a gym person at all. Sure, you had plenty of passions but the gym just wasn't your thing and above all your boyfriend was advantaged -i mean, he was Spider-Man, heād spend his time swinging from one skyscraper to another like Tarzan.
And that was exactly why you didn't understand what was happening to your boyfriend, you didn't understand anything about the gym world so consequently you didn't understand anything about what was going on.
Peter had gone from being a guy who was visibly working out to a guy people thought trained like a monster.
And that completely threw your self-control out the window, when you woke up the next morning in his bed and saw him shirtless at his desk -broad shoulders and muscular back fully exposed, you were practically drooling, not to mention his biceps -you could see just how massive they were with the slightest movement, all those veins pumping, or those sculpted pecs that made you want to bury your face right in them.
In short, the situation had become truly dangerous, because even when he made a slight movement -like, I don't know, just breathing and you saw his muscular chest rise and fall, it made you clench your thighs and sent a pulse throbbing through your core.
You practically couldn't see your boyfriend without being horny as hell and it made you feel like a serial pervert, the kind who ends up in rehab.
It had all become too much -especially in that day.
There was literally no fucking reason for your boyfriend to be that hot -none at all. He was sitting at his desk working on his costume, as usual, but you had an incredible view in front of you, his broad shoulders were completely bare, you could see the muscles in his back and the way his hands moved over the equipment in front of him, making those bulging biceps -the ones that drove you crazy, stand out, the visible veins pulsing across them and his moving hands.
"Have you been trying something different at the gym?" you asked, sounding almost innocent as you sat on the bed behind him.
Peter let a soft, surprised laugh escape his lips, "Why? Did you notice something different?" he asked, turning his chair toward you -distracting you with his exposed chest, well-defined collarbones, toned abs and that knowing little smile playing on his lips, because he knew perfectly well that something had changed.
"You're like, huge now," you said without thinking twice, "I mean, not that way -I just mean you're more muscular because... well, you know," you said awkwardly, already feeling yourself getting too embarrassed.
With that satisfied smile, he rose from his chair and positioned himself directly in front of you, you were practically at the level of his sweatpants' crotch and it would have taken very little time to pull them off, "More muscular baby?" he whispered, repeating your words as his veiny hands touched your hair and tucked it behind your neck.
"You know perfectly well that you are," you said, gazing at him enchanted as his hand moved to your cheek and his fingertip traced your rosy lips, "I know perfectly well sweetheart, but hearing you say it is three times better."
It took him just a moment to lower his trousers, leaving you practically face to face with his half-hard cock. Wasting no time, you rested your hand on his toned thigh and began to planting kisses on the pink, glistening tip, then shifting your hand from his thigh to the base of his cock, you ran your tongue upward along the length and as soon as you reached the tip you took it straight into your mouth, knowing his impatience. With his now full hard cock almost entirely inside you throat, you began moving your head back and forth, whenever you had nearly the whole length in your mouth you always tried to take even more, quickly finding a rhythm that let him explore the depths of your throat.
While you were working hard, Peter was completely lost, soft moans of pleasure and barely audible whispers escaped his red lips, the more you took into your mouth, the louder his voice became, "You're so good for me, baby -you take so much of it in your mouth" he whispered, gripping your hair firmly in his palm, he knew how much it turned you on having your hair pulled gently during sex, so he did it at every opportunity.
Then, as you kept up your rhythm, he pulled you away from his cock without a word, "Peter" you murmured softly as he laid you down on the bed, you were wearing only one of his oversized t-shirts that it didn't even reach mid of your thigh.
He climbed on top of you, his erection still glistening with your saliva and his pre-cum and placed his hand on your exposed thigh, sliding it closer and closer to your most intimate area, he kissed you with passion and with his till parted lips, he planted kisses on your sensitive spot behind your ear "Now Iām going to stretch you out a little, baby" he whispered, sending shivers down your spine, completely impatient, you nodded in response.
He slid your panties off your legs and keeping two fingers pressed together, he slipped them inside you without a second thought. You moaned at the immediate contact, feeling your tight walls stretch around his thick fingers.
He began scissoring his fingers to stretch your hole open, then pressed his palm flat against your skin, driving his fingers deep, but between movements, you felt a thick, sticky substance entering your hole.
"Peter, what the fuck was that?" you asked, letting out a soft moan from your lips, "Fuck..." your boyfriend cursed, lowering himself slightly to get a better look at your hole, "Shit, sweetheart Iā¦ I accidentally shot some webs inside you, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..." he said, your cheeks instantly flushed hot as you felt that fluid still inside you, you felt like a pervert for reacting that way to something he was apologizing for but you snapped him out of his thoughts and back to reality.
"Peter, please, just get inside me" you ordered him immediately, "Baby but I just shot webs inside you..." he replied, pulling his fingers out, "And what? You donāt want to get inside me anymore?" you asked, your tone almost sensual, knowing exactly how heād react.
He aligned his wet tip with your equally wet and sticky opening, "You're absolutely mind-blowing, sweetheart" he said before thrusting deep inside you in one go, you could feel his cock practically touching your lungs and your walls full of his cock and his organic webs.
He began driving into you with slow, sharp and deep thrusts but as the minutes passed, the strokes remained deep but picking up speed, moving in and out to a rhythmic beat.
With his free hand, he lifted your shirt and cupped your breast, running his fingertip over your hardened nipple. "Fuck Peter" you moaned, filled with pleasure.
His increasingly deep thrusts and almost superhuman speed -brutally sliding in and out, made you feel like you were being split in two with his big cock, you moaned his name like a crazy woman while he let out such sweet sounds.
You could feel an orgasm building deep inside you and Peter could sense it too -feeling the way your walls tightened around him, making him feel made only for your hot, tight hole.
He reached and grabbed your ankle with his free hand behind him -without even turning around, lifting it up and driving his cock deeper inside you, he rested your leg on his muscular shoulder -your ankle only highlighting the breadth of his shoulders as he thrust in and out, his skin slick with a light sheen of sweat from all the movement.
Needless to say that, that angle sent you straight into an orgasm and feeling you come around his cock -which was still buried deep inside you, made Peter couldn't hold back either and came inside you.
And fuck, having sex like that was a total release, especially with Peter.
Still breathless, with your chest rising and falling, Peter looked at you and planted a kiss on your lips. Your forehead was slightly damp with sweat and your hands were still gripping the mattress beside you.
"Round two?" your boyfriend suggested with a dazzling smile, "I'll shoot webs inside you again -I've figured out that turns you on, little pervert" he said in a low voice, making your flushed cheeks turn even redder beneath him. "Shut up and fuck me again."
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