After they finished eating, they lay back and snuggled while they watched the sunset.
"So gorgeous." Peter said.
"I know." Gwen replied. "I've always loved sunsets."
"What sunset?" Peter asked.
Gwen looked at him with a mixture of affection, disbelief, and amusement.
Peter sighed. "That sounded a lot less corny in my head."
"It's okay." Gwen chuckled. "I like a little corny." She kissed his cheek.
"So, now what?" Peter asked.
Gwen shrugged. "Back to my place, resume our normal superhero duties tomorrow?"
"Sounds good to me." Peter replied.
Back in Gwen's apartment, they were changing out of their Spider suits, and when Gwen stepped out of hers, Peter realized she was only wearing a bra and panties underneath. Two weeks earlier he would have thought nothing of it, but now he realized she had done it on purpose, and that realization combined with seeing Gwen in her underwear was more than enough to get him hard.
"You know." Peter said, walking up to Gwen as she was choosing a pair of shorts and wrapping his arms around her from behind. "You should really wear more under your suit than this."
"Mmm, I know." Gwen replied, dropping the shorts she was holding and closing the drawer. "But where's the fun in that?"
"You make a good point." Peter said, pulling his shirt off and pressing his erection against Gwen's ass.
"Mmm…" Gwen sighed, moving her ass against Peter's crotch. "I have no idea what to say right now."
"Me neither." Peter admitted. Gwen looked back at him, and they burst out laughing.
"I do like where this was going though." Gwen said once the laughter died down.
"Yeah?" Peter asked.
"Yeah." Gwen bit her lip.
"Gwen Stacy, you are a dirty girl." Peter said as he unhooked her bra and tossed it behind him.
"Awww, Peter!" Gwen said with a flattered look on her face. She then changed gears on a dime, turning around to face Peter, grabbing his wrists, and putting his hands on her breasts. "You noticed."
"I did." Peter gave Gwen's breasts a hard squeeze.
"Ahh!" Gwen whimpered, caught off-guard.
Removing his hands, Peter looked Gwen in the eye and asked "Was that too rough?"
"No." Gwen replied, her voice full of lust. "More." She grabbed his wrists and put his hands back on her breasts.
Peter bit his lip. "You're sure?"
"Positive." Gwen replied, then leaned in and whispered "If I want you to stop you'll be the first to know." She sucked on his earlobe. "Be rough with me Peter."
Peter chuckled. "Add that to the list of things I never thought I'd hear you say."
Gwen couldn't help but laugh. "And the list of things I never thought I'd say."
"Now where were we?" Peter asked, looking down at his hands on Gwen's breasts. "Oh, right." He squeezed them roughly and backed her up against the dresser.
"Peter!" Gwen gasped.
"You like that?" Peter asked as he rubbed her hard nipples.
"Oh fuck…" Gwen moaned. "So much…"
Smiling, Peter leaned in and kissed Gwen's neck, leaving a hickey where her neck met her left collarbone as he felt her up.
"Peter…" Gwen groaned, holding him tightly.
"I want you Gwen." Peter whispered, pinching her nipples and rolling them between his fingers.
"Yesss…" Gwen said, her moans becoming more high-pitched.
Peter kissed down Gwen's neck and chest and began sucking her left breast while continuing to fondle her right. His right hand now free, he reached down, pushed down Gwen's panties, and started rubbing her crotch directly.
"Oh shit!" Gwen gasped.
Peter pulled back to look Gwen in the eyes. "I've never actually fingered anyone before, so let me know what's good and what you want me to do, okay?"
Gwen bit her lip and nodded.
"Thanks." Peter slipped a finger into Gwen's pussy and started fingering her.
"Peter…" Gwen moaned. "Try two fingers…"
Peter smiled and inserted a second finger.
"Oh yeah…" Gwen moaned a little louder. "A little to the right. Left. Sorry, your left."
Peter chuckled and angled his fingers a little to the left. "First time getting fingered?"
Gwen nodded. "Funny how that works out." She moaned. "A little deeper. Just a little bit deeper."
Peter complied. "Yeah, life's weird like that."
Gwen's eyes shot open. "Fuck! Right there!" She gasped. "Harder!"
"Yes ma'am." Peter doubled his fingering speed and pressed harder.
"PETER!" Gwen cried out, hooking her right leg around Peter's waist. "Don't stop! Holy FUCK!"
"It is so hot when you lose control of the volume of your voice." Peter said as he continued aggressively fingering her.
Gwen blushed slightly. "I'm gonna cum! Don't fucking stop!"
Peter grinned. "Cum for me Gwen." He whispered, nipping at her earlobe.
That drove Gwen over the edge, and she cried out as she came hard. Removing his fingers, Peter looked into her eyes and licked them off. Gwen bit her lip and whispered "Fuck that was hot."
Peter chuckled. "By the way, you have the best O face. It's somehow both adorable and sexy at the same time."
Gwen blushed lightly. "Peter I have a request."
Peter blinked. "Okay. Shoot."
Licking her lips, Gwen turned around and leaned forward, bracing herself against her dresser. Looking back at Peter, she smiled. "Pull my hair Peter." She wiggled her ass. "Spank me." She spread her legs. "Fuck me from behind."
Peter bit his lip and pushed down his shorts and underwear. "Just so we're clear, you're not asking for anal, right?"
Gwen burst out laughing. "No, definitely not."
Peter sighed. "Okay good." He took a step closer and pressed himself up against her from behind. Rubbing his fully erect cock against Gwen's pussy, Peter whispered "You feel that?"
"Yes." Gwen gasped softly.
"You did that Gwen." Peter whispered, kissing her neck and reaching around to grope her breasts roughly from behind. "You know what that means?"
"I know how to turn you on?" Gwen asked, arching her back.
Peter chuckled. "Yes you do, but no." Releasing her breasts, he grabbed her hair with his left hand and pulled her head back, exposing more of her neck. "It means it's going inside you." He sucked on her neck, leaving a large hickey next to her jugular.
"Peter!" Gwen gasped, rubbing her crotch against his cock.
Peter thought for a moment. "Not yet." He reached down with his right hand and have Gwen's ass a firm squeeze. "First we're going to find out how hard of a spanking is too hard."
Gwen bit her lip and nodded.
Peter smiled. "I'm going to spank you ten times. I'll do it harder each time."
Gwen looked back at him. "And what if we find my limit before we reach ten?"
Peter gulped. "You know I would never hurt you."
"I know." Gwen replied.
"If we reach your limit before we get to ten, I'm going to continue until we get to ten." Peter kissed her cheek. "You have my word, this is the only time I will ever go beyond your limits. Look at me."
Gwen looked over her shoulder at him. "Yes?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Peter took a deep breath. "I'm asking your permission to go past your limits this one time."
Gwen closed her eyes and nodded. "Permission granted."
"I love you."
Gwen smiled. "Love you too." She turned to face the dresser. "Spank me Peter."
"One." Peter barely spanked her.
"Mm." Gwen barely reacted.
"Two." Peter spanked a little harder.
"Hm." Gwen reacted slightly louder.
"Three." Peter spanked her a bit harder.
"Uh." Gwen gasped softly.
"Four." Peter spanked her hard enough that they could hear the impact.
"Oh." Gwen gasped a bit louder.
"Five." Smack.
"Oh baby." Gwen moaned.
"Six." SMACK.
"Peter!" Gwen gasped loudly.
"Seven." Peter spanked her, this time hard enough to hurt just a little.
"Oh fuck!" Gwen yelped.
"Eight." This one hurt slightly more.
"Fuck!" Gwen looked back at Peter. "I think that's it."
Peter nodded. "I can stop."
Gwen shook her head. "Keep going."
"I love you. Nine." He spanked her even harder, and this time there was just as much m pain as pleasure.
"AH!" Gwen cried out.
"Last one." Peter raised his hand, then hesitated.
"I trust you Peter." Gwen said. "Do it."
Peter took a deep breath. "Ten." He spanked her as hard as he could.
"PETER!" Gwen screamed, bracing herself against the dresser and panting lightly.
"Hey." Peter embraced her from behind. "That's it. It's over. I'm here."
Gwen pushed herself away from the dresser and leaned back into Peter's embrace. "That was surprisingly hot." She looked at him. "My limit is definitely eight. Thank you for doing nine and ten though."
Peter nodded. "You're welcome."
Gwen bit her lip and pressed her ass into Peter's crotch. "Now pull my hair and fuck me."
Grinning, Peter grabbed Gwen's shoulders and pushed her forward. She caught herself and leaned forward against the dresser. Peter lined up and pushed into her.
"Fuck yeah!" Gwen moaned as he started fucking her. "Give it to me!"
"Oh Gwen!" Peter moaned and tugged in her hair.
"Fuck me so hard baby!" Gwen gasped.
"Yeah?" Peter began putting more power into his thrusts. "You like that you dirty girl?"
"Fuck yes!" Gwen moaned, then burst out laughing. "Sorry, I'm still not used to hearing you talk dirty."
Peter chuckled. "Ditto." He slapped her ass, keeping up a steady pace as he thrust into her.
"Peter!" Gwen gasped.
"Let's go to the bed." Peter grabbed Gwen's hips.
"Make me." Gwen said, looking back at Peter with a mischievous look on her face.
Peter shrugged. "Okay." He pulled her back away from the dresser, turned her to face the bed, pushed her as he took a few steps forward, and bent her over the bed, all while he was still inside of her.
"Do you always treat girls like this?" Gwen asked with a wink.
"Only when they ask me to." Peter spanked her and began ramming into her roughly.
"Oh fuck!" Gwen moaned loudly. "Don't stop baby!"
"Oh fuck! Gwen!" Peter moaned as he sped up a little.
"Yeah! Like that!" Gwen gasped. "Just like that!"
"Oh fuck!" Peter moaned, giving her hair a tug.
"Oh FUCK!" Gwen whimpered as she came.
Peter noticed. "Did you cum?"
"Fuck yeah!" Gwen moaned breathlessly. "Don't hold back!"
Biting his lip, Peter slapped Gwen's ass with both hands and fucked her harder.
"Gwen!" Peter moaned a minute later. "I'm close!"
"Cum in my pussy Peter!" Gwen moaned loudly.
That was enough to drive Peter over the edge. "GWEN!" He moaned as he came hard.
The pair collapsed on the bed, clinging to each other.
"Holy fuck." Peter panted.
"That was the best sex I've ever had." Gwen said softly.
Peter blushed. "Really?"
Gwen bit her lip and nodded. "To be fair, there have only been four other times."
Peter chuckled and sat up. "I'm gonna shower, because if I wait until morning I'll forget."
Gwen bit her lip. "Join you?"
Peter looked at her. "Gwen, if I ever say no to that, I've been replaced by a copycat."
Five minutes later Peter pressed Gwen up against the wall of the shower. She hooked her left leg around his waist, and he pushed into her. She gasped, holding him tightly as he thrust into her. In that moment, the only thing Gwen was certain of was that there was nowhere in the world she'd rather be and nothing she'd rather be doing than getting fucked by Peter Parker in her shower.