Gwen and Peter sat at her kitchen counter, finishing their dinner.
"Alright," Gwen said, standing up. "My dishwasher is broken, so we're gonna have to do this by hand. You wanna wash or dry?"
Peter thought for a moment. "Honestly I'd rather rip your clothes and ravish you right here on the floor."
Gwen looked at him. "Really?"
Peter stood up. "Yeah."
Gwen bit her lip. "Tell you what. After we do the dishes you can ravish me on the here." She patted the counter.
Peter blinked. "You'd think I wouldn't have to ask at this point, but really?"
"Really." Gwen walked around the counter and leaned in close. "Between you and me." She whispered. "I've always wanted to see if getting fucked on the counter leaves an ass print." She sucked on his earlobe.
"Mmm…" Peter sighed. "I oughta push you down to your knees."
"Well." Gwen nipped at Peter's earlobe. "If you wash and dry you won't have to push."
Peter felt himself getting hard. "As tempting as that is, if I do both it'll take twice as long."
"Good point." Gwen pulled back. "You wanna wash or dry?"
Peter shrugged. "Makes no difference to me."
"Okay." Gwen walked into her bedroom and returned with a 1951 half dollar coin she kept on her nightstand. "Winner washes." She tossed the coin up. "Call it."
"Tails."
Gwen caught the coin and flipped it onto the back of her hand. "Tails. You wash, I dry."
Peter started to turn around.
"Oh, and Peter?"
Peter stopped. "Yeah?"
Gwen smiled. "Let's make it interesting. No touching during dishes or no sex tonight."
Peter shrugged. "That applies to you too."
Gwen chuckled. "Yeah, obviously. Let's get started."
23 minutes later Gwen finished drying the last plate. She put it on the top of the stack in the cupboard, and Peter was grinding on her half a second after the cupboard door finished closing.
"That was quick." Gwen said teasingly, pushing her ass back against Peter's crotch.
"You know, it's funny." Peter said as he started pulling her shirt up. "I had a vision of the future, and in about ten minutes you're gonna say the exact opposite of that."
"Did you now?" Gwen raised her arms, allowing Peter to pull her shirt off, revealing her lack of a bra as she turned to face him. "Interesting." She tugged at his shirt.
"Fuck I want you." Peter said, raising his arms.
"The feeling has never been more mutual." Gwen pulled his shirt off and pushed down her shorts and panties, leaving her naked.
Peter took a moment to look at Gwen's body. "I swear, every time it's like the first time all over again."
Gwen smiled. "You are so sweet." She said, pulling down Peter's shorts and underwear. "I'd blush if I wasn't so horny." She kissed the tip of his cock, then stood up. "Let's go to the counter."
"Right." Peter held out his hands face up. "Jump."
Gwen jumped, wrapping her legs around Peter's waist. Peter held her up by her hips and carried her over to the counter. He set her down and immediately put his right hand between her legs and slipped two fingers inside her.
"Peter!" Gwen gasped, half from surprise and half from pleasure.
"Expecting me to shove my cock in right away?"
"Expecting?" Gwen moaned as Peter fingered her rapidly. "I was looking forward to it! Left a little."
"Sorry to disappoint." Peter kissed her cheek and angled his fingers slightly to the left.
"Don't be!" Gwen gasped. "Almost! A little deeper!"
Peter pushed his fingers a tiny bit deeper and rubbed that spot.
"Fuck!" Gwen yelped. "That's it! Right there! Don't stop!"
"Tell me when you're close." Peter said as he fingered Gwen vigorously.
"When have I not?" Gwen moaned loudly.
"Good point." Peter spanked her with his free hand. "Say my name."
"Peter!" Gwen looked him in the eye. "I think that's the first time you've said that."
"It is." Peter rubbed harder. "Not as much of a turn on as I expected."
"I'm gonna cum baby!" Gwen moaned.
"Good." Peter removed his fingers, grabbed Gwen's hips, and drove his cock deep into her pussy.
"PETER!" Gwen cried out as she came.
"How was that?" Peter asked.
"Surprising." Gwen smiled at him. "Fuck me hard Peter. Right now. Don't think, don't hesitate, just fuck m-OH SHIT!"
She was cut off when Peter started fucking her fast and hard. "Fuck!" He moaned.
"Peter!" Gwen moaned loudly as she clung to him. "Give it to me Peter!"
"You like that you dirty girl?" Peter moaned, reaching up and aggressively feeling Gwen up as he rammed into her.
"FUCK YEAH!" Gwen yelped as a second orgasm hit her.
"Did you just cum again?" Peter asked, squeezing her breasts hard.
"You're damn right I did!" Gwen gasped, tightening her arms and legs. "Pound my pussy Peter Parker!"
"Only you could make alliteration sexy!" Peter spanked her roughly.
"Oh Peter!" Gwen kissed him hard as he fucked her. Peter kissed back, and a moment later the kiss muffled the shriek caused by Gwen's third orgasm.
Peter broke the kiss and looked into Gwen's eyes. "Holy shit!" He gasped. "Another one?"
"It won't be the last!" Gwen whimpered. "Don't stop!"
35 seconds later Gwen Stacy came for the fourth time in as many minutes.
"Oh baby!" Peter moaned. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Cum in my pussy!" Gwen replied.
Ten seconds later Peter came hard. "GWEN!" He moaned very loudly.
They held each other for a couple minutes before Peter stepped back. Hopping down, Gwen turned to see the outline of her ass visible on the counter. She bit her lip
"See?" Peter embraced Gwen from behind. "I told you you have a perfect ass."
"Peter," Gwen turned around to look at him. "That was fucking amazing fucking."
Peter chuckled. "After you came the first time, the others just kinda rolled off one after the other."
Gwen bit her lip. "I knew it was possible but the only other time that happened was six years ago and I was using a vibrator, so until now I just assumed it was a fluke." She put a pair of shorts on.
"I'm gonna go do my laundry." Gwen said as she pulled a shirt on. If you want yours done you can do it yourself."
"Okay." Peter replied. He watched as Gwen wandered around the room, grabbing various clothes that were scattered around the room, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"What?" Gwen asked.
"You." Peter said, climbing out of bed. "You are simultaneously the sexiest and most adorkable person I know."
Gwen blushed as Peter walked over to her.
"I love you Gwen." Peter kissed her cheek.
"I love you too." Gwen said. "You know," She reached down and rubbed Peter's semi-erect cock. "If you get dressed and come do your laundry with me now, we can take care of this afterwards."
Five minutes later Peter was dressed and following Gwen downstairs to her building's laundry room. Gwen showed Peter how to use her building's washers, and a few minutes later they sat down to wait. They passed the time playing Infinity Blade. Once the washers stopped, Peter and Gwen moved their clothes to the dryers. As soon as the dryers started running, Gwen used her webs to lock the door, then pushed down her shorts and hopped up onto the running dryer. Realizing what she wanted, Peter eagerly dropped his shorts and began fucking her.
"Oh shit!" Gwen moaned, her voice distorted by the dryer's movement and vibrations as she wrapped her arms around Peter's neck.
"This feels so weird!" Peter gasped, kissing Gwen's neck.
"I know!" Gwen wrapped her legs around Peter's waist. "I'm not gonna last long, so this'll definitely be a quickie."
"Same here!" Peter moaned as he thrust into her. "Oh Gwen!"
Sure enough, within a couple minutes Gwen felt a familiar sensation. "I'm close Peter!"
"Good!" Peter moaned. "I'm barely holding it back!"
12 seconds later Gwen and Peter came together. They held each other for a moment, then pulled up their shorts and went back to playing Infinity Blade. Seven minutes later Gwen was bent over the dryer and Peter was pulling down her shorts with their Spider senses alerted them to someone approaching the door.
Five minutes after they got back to Gwen's apartment their clothes were scattered across the floor and Peter was sitting on the couch while Gwen rode him like there was no tomorrow.
"Fuck!" Peter moaned. "Someone can't get enough tonight!"
"Yep!" Gwen replied. A moment later she gripped Peter's hair tightly between her fingers and cried out as she came.
"Oh baby!" Peter moaned in her ear.
"I figured we could do this like once every couple months." Gwen explained once she caught her breath. "Just spend the day fucking each other's brains out." She climbed off of him.
"Once or twice a month sounds good." Peter said, kissing the scar in Gwen's left breast.
Gwen burst out laughing. "Peter, we still have a responsibility to city."
Peter shrugged. "You make a good point."
"I know." Gwen put on panties and a t-shirt and walked into the bathroom.
Hours later, Gwen woke up with Peter's hard-on pressed against her leg. She checked the clock and saw it was 1:43 am.
"Peter." She whispered.
She got no answer.
"Peter." She whispered a little louder, nudging him with her elbow.
"Hmm?" Peter groaned as he woke up. "Yeah?"
"Fuck me." Gwen whispered, pushing her panties down and rubbing her crotch against his erection.
"Huh?" Peter asked groggily.
Biting her lip, Gwen grabbed Peter's hard-on. "Peter, fuck me."
"Oh. Okay." Peter pushed down his shorts, grabbed her hips, and pushed into her. "Sideways like this, or top and bottom?"
"Like this."
"Okay." Peter started fucking her.
"Oh baby…" Gwen gasped, moving her hips to meet each thrust.
"Oh fuck." Peter moaned. "We're gonna make a mess."
"You'll make a bigger mess if you pull out." Gwen moaned, looking back at Peter. "Cum in me and we'll clean up the mess after breakfast."
"Okay." Peter sped up his thrusts.
"Yeah baby." Gwen whimpered. "Cum with me."
A minute later they came together, and ten minutes after that they were fast asleep.