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You had never saw Peter as anything more than a friend. He was handsome, talented and one of the greatest guys you ever knew, sure. But until today you’d never seen him in this light. You had just gotten off of your period, and you were ovulating - your hormones making you feel incredibly horny over the smallest things - when Peter called you and asked if you wanted to hang out. You decided to say yes, deciding to do something besides lay in bed and masturbate all day. It was relatively hot out that day, so you and Peter were thinking about going out for a swim in your backyard pool. He said he’d just come in his swim trunks, and you decided to change into a black bikini. Shortly after changing, you heard a knock on your door. Peter just lived down the street, so you knew it wouldn’t take him long to arrive. You ran to the door, opening it to see Peter standing there. He was in his swim trunks, just like he said he’d be, but there was something different about him to you. He had a thin layer of sweat glistening on his rippled torso, his long hair pulled back into a ponytail and his cheeks gently flushed from the heat. You could smell him, a sweetly scented musk wafting into your nose from his sweaty body. It went straight down to in between your legs. “Fuck. It’s burning up out here.” He said, stepping into the house and tossing his towel onto the sofa. You could see his v-line just above the top of his trunks, and you had to bite your lip roughly to avoid reaching out and touching it. “(Name)? Is Everything okay..?” He asked, running a hand through his hair and grabbing a beer from your fridge. You nodded, “O-of course! You can go ahead and get into the pool, I have to go grab a towel. I’ll be right out.” You lied, and watched as he nodded but gave you a suspicious look as you hurried to your room. You sat down on your bed and shoved your hand into your bikini bottoms, rubbing your clit for a few moments before beginning to fuck your pussy roughly with two fingers. “Fuck! Oh, Peter~” You moaned, rubbing your g-spot and clasping a hand over your mouth as you fingered yourself swift and hard, a red blush on your cheeks. You imagined what Pete would think of you like this, a complete mess just ready to be impaled on your best friend’s cock. You leaned your head back, laying back onto the bed and kicking off your bottoms as you began to finger yourself harder, feeling your orgasm approach. Your whole body was on fire, arching up and shaking as you got closer and closer. Then, it hit you. Your toes curled and you moaned out Peter’s name loudly, one of your hands gripping your bedsheet roughly until your knuckles turned white. “(Name)?” Your eyes shot open, your breath catching in your throat. You’d been so caught up in your orgasm - you didn’t notice Peter standing in your doorway.
You pulled your bottoms up swiftly, but Peter shook his head at you, sitting on the bed next to you. “Were you moaning for me?” He asked, a small blush on his cheeks and a smirk on his lips as he looked down at you, “Jesus Christ. You’re still so fucking wet.” He gently glided a finger over your folds, brushing against your clit ever so slightly. “Shit!” You yelped out, overstimulated and sensitive from your intense orgasm. “Sorry,” He said, pulling his hand away, a string of your fluids attached to his finger, “Should I not?” You had pure lust in your eyes, looking at him like you’ve never wanted anything in you more in your life, “No. I want you, Peter.” You spoke, spreading your legs out wide for him. He smiled and raised a brow, “Wow. I never took you for such a fucking whore, (Name.)” You whimpered, feeling your heartbeat returning to your cunt when he degraded you. He shook his head and laughed, placing a hand over your mouth and licking his lips. Without warning, he gave your clit a rough slap, making your entire body jump. You whimpered against his hand, moving to rub your sore clit. “Don’t you fucking dare.” He said, “You keep those pretty hands above your head, or you’re going to regret it.” You nodded at him, keeping your hands in place above your head as he untied your bikini top, squeezing your breasts. “Fuck. I’ve dreamt about this for such a long time.” He said, leaning down and sucking on one of your nipples, his fingers still on your pussy, rubbing your clit at a brutal pace. He pulled away for a moment, stuffing your bottoms into your mouth and using your top to tie your wrists together flimsily. Once he had pulled away, he shoved his trunks down to his ankles, causing your eyes to widen. Under his shorts laid a thick 11 inch cock, which strained against his belly. “You looked so fucking sexy in that bikini, did you know i’ve been hard since I got here? Hm?” He asked, crawling onto the bed between your legs. You shook your head, whining and making pleading eyes at him. “You’re insatiable, aren’t you? Such a stupid, cock hungry slut.” He laughed at you, slapping your clit once more and causing you to loudly squeak. He spit on his hand, rubbing down his cock and gently lining himself up with your entrance. He pushed in, splitting you open with him dripping cock. You tilted your head back, moaning through the bikini bottoms in your mouth and rolling your hips into his. “Oh, fuck. You’re so tight and so fucking wet.” Peter groaned, taking no time in beginning to roughly fuck you, grabbing your neck and squeezing roughly. He was quickly fucking you, making your bed slam roughly into the wall. “Shit! You feel so good!” He moaned, leaning down and beginning to suck hickies on the side of your neck. Your hands were clenched into fists above your head, and you gave him a whine behind the gag. “What? You already need to cum?” He asked, and you nodded, earning you a soft slap in your face and a laugh from Pete. “You’re not cumming until I do, don’t be so selfish.” He began to thrust harder into you, gripping your waist tight enough to leave bruises. He pulled your bikini bottoms out of your mouth, connecting your lips with his. You had never felt a softer pair of lips in your life, and you moaned into his mouth as his tongue explored yours - his thrusts getting even tougher than before if possible. He pulled off of you, “Oh, fuck. I’m cumming, (Name)!” He buried himself to the hilt inside of you, cumming against your cervix with a loud groan. You threw your head back and moaned as you came around him, your legs gripping his hips roughly. He emptied his load completely in you, then slumped onto the bed, staying inside of you. “God. I never thought I’d end up fucking you.“ He laughed, caressing your shaking thighs. “Me neither. I never realized how hot you were.” You laughed, catching your breath and looking into his eyes. How had you never noticed how beautiful they were? Things went quiet for a few moments as you gazed into them, until he looked down. “So…do you wanna do this again sometime?” He asked, shyly, making you chuckle. You smiled and kissed him, “Of course I do.”