Shoutout to Bob, real one, keeping the rizz alive. Respect, king.
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Cassie grabbed my cock in her soft hand. I was already raging a boner. She started stroking it with a confidence that made my knees wobble. Her eyes never left mine, daring me to look away.
"Oh, you want to play dirty, huh?" I whispered.
"Mmhmm. And dirty is my favorite game."
Her mouth closed around the tip and the world stopped. I swear I could feel the universe hold its breath. She sucked slow.
"Fuck, Cassie," I breathed.
Her hand wrapped the base as she took me deeper. The chain-link dug into my back, but I didn't care. I was too busy watching her take me down like a champ. Her eyes watered a bit, but she never looked away.
"You like that?" she murmured, her voice muffled around my cock.
"Yeah, baby. Just like that."
[System]: Daddy kink acknowledged. Engaging seductive protocols.
I stepped closer, pushing my hips forward slightly. She took it, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. It was a battle of wills. Who would break first?
"Good girl," I praised, gripping her ponytail.
Her eyes rolled back slightly. The sight had me ready to blow my load right there. But I held back. I was in control. I would take this slow. Make it count.
I leaned in, "You are gonna make me come so hard, I will be hearing bells for a week."
Her hand started to pump faster, her strokes matching the rhythm of her mouth. I could feel it building. The tension coiled tight in my balls, begging for release.
But I wasn't done yet. I pulled her off, her lips popping free with a wet smack.
"On your feet, cheerleader," I ordered, voice thick with lust.
She obeyed, standing up gracefully, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked at me, her eyes full of fire.
"What is the plan, Daddy?" she asked, a hint of a challenge in her voice.
"You are gonna ride me like you ride those school spirit waves, baby," I said, smirking. "And I am gonna make sure you scream my name louder than you do at a pep rally."
I pushed her against the fence, pinning her there with my body. Her legs wrapped around my waist, skirt riding up. I reached down and tore off her panties like they were made of tissue paper.
'Alright... heads up. This is my first time. Like, first first. You got anything to stop me from embarrassing myself in under two minutes?'
[System]: Mmm~ baby... I know already.
Perk Activation: STAMINA BOOST - +15 to Endurance, +5 to Control. Time to go from virgin to villain, sugar.
Now listen close~ I am syncing your breath, blood flow, and rhythm. You are going to make her forget every boy before you ever existed. And if you feel like you are about to finish too soon? Think about algebra. Or Tony Stark naked. That should buy you time~
"...Gross. But noted."
[System]: Let mommy handle the backend. You focus on making her scream the front end. Now go make me proud, Spider-Daddy.
"Oh, so eager?" I taunted, running my finger on her wet snatch. She was gushing. "Did you cum watching me play with Flash?"
"No," she breathed. "But I might just cum watching you now."
I chuckled and lifted her higher, my breath on her shaved mound. "I will make sure it is worth your while." I leaned into taste her. A sweetness so potent it could make a saint swear.
Her thighs quivered around my neck as my tongue danced on her clit. She was so responsive, so eager, it was like she had been waiting for this moment her whole life. And maybe she had. Maybe she had been waiting for someone to take her like this. To use her like she was meant to be used.
Cassie's nails dug into my back, leaving little half-moons of pleasure. I smirked against her skin, feeling her shiver. She was already so close to the edge, but I had no intention of letting her fall just yet. I slipped two fingers inside her, curling them slightly to hit that sweet spot. She gasped, her legs tightening around me.
"Easy, easy," I murmured, kissing the inside of her thigh. "We have all afternoon, baby. No need to rush."
Her breath was coming in quick pants now, her eyes squeezed shut. I could feel the tension building in her body, the way her muscles clenched on my fingers. The system in my head purred approvingly, as if it could feel the heat between us.
Pulling my fingers out and watching the disappointment flicker in her eyes before I replaced them with my mouth. She let out a moan that could shatter glass, hips bucking against my face. Her taste was intoxicating, making me want more.
Her hands found their way into my hair, pulling tight as she rode the wave of sensation. "Oh God, Peter," she whimpered, voice high and desperate. "Please, don't stop."
I didn't. I licked and sucked, flicking my tongue in a way that had her knees threatening to buckle. The noises she made were like music, sweet and filthy and all for me. I could feel myself getting harder, eager to be inside her. But not yet. First, I needed to hear her scream.
"Come for me, Cassie," I breathed, voice muffled against her pussy. "Come on my tongue."
Her legs held my head like a vice, and she did just that. Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body shaking against the fence. I held her there, licking and sucking until she was limp, gasping for breath.
"Ready for more?" I asked, grinning down at her.
Her eyes snapped open, a hint of challenge in them. "Is that all you have, Parker?"
I laughed, grabbing her hips and lifting her onto the fence. "Oh, I have plenty more."
I slid into her, slow and deep, watching as her eyes rolled back. She was so tight, so warm, so wet. It was like coming home.
"Fuck, Peter," she moaned, gripping the fence. "You feel so good."
"Mm, you are not so bad yourself," I said, starting to move.
Her heels dug into my ass as I fucked her, the sound of our skin slapping together echoing in the quiet of the abandoned courts. Her tits bounced with every thrust, and I couldn't help but lean in to bite down on one. She yelped, a sound that turned into a moan.
"Harder," she begged, voice strained.
I complied, slamming into her, her pussy gripping me like a vice. She was so close, I could feel it. I reached up, pinching her nipple, twisting just enough to make her cry out.
"Come for me, baby," I whispered in her ear. "I want to feel you come around my cock."
And she did. Her body tightened, muscles clenching as she screamed my name. I could feel the warmth of her orgasm, the way she spasmed and shook. But I didn't stop. I pulled out, her juices coating my cock, and flipped her so she was bent over the table.
"Tight and hot," I murmured, pushing back inside her from behind. She moaned, the cold metal pressing into her belly as I fucked her harder. Her ass bounced back against me with every thrust, the sound of our bodies meeting echoing through the empty space. I cupped her cheek, my thumb roaming her puckering hole.
"You want more?" I asked, my voice thick with desire.
"Yes," she panted. "More."
I pulled out, leaving her gasping. Then, I flipped her over, laying her on the picnic table that had seen more action than a soap opera set. Her legs spread wide, inviting me in. I didn't need a second invitation. I pushed back into her, her back arching off the wood, her breasts bouncing with every slam of my hips.
My thumb circling her clit as I fucked her deep and slow. Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned my name like a chant. "Oh, Peter, oh, Peter, oh, Peter."
"Look at me," I demanded, and she did. The connection was electric. Her nails raked down my back, leaving a trail of fire. I knew she was close again, so I picked up the pace, hammering into her. I kept going, relentless, feeling the tension in her pussy as she clenched I sat on the bench, pulling her onto me. "Use those juicy legs, baby." I whispered, and she did, riding me like she was fighting for her life.
Her moans grew louder, echoing through the deserted courts, and I could feel her getting wetter. Her tits bounced in my face, and I took a moment to suck on her nipples, feeling her shiver. "You like that, don't you?" I murmured, and she nodded, her eyes glazed over with lust.
As she rode me, I felt myself getting closer to the edge, my balls tightening. But I held back, enjoying the view of her perfect ass bouncing on my cock.
"You are so fucking gorgeous."
She leaned back, her hands on my chest. Her breathing grew shallow. I reached down, my thumb playing with her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Her pussy spasmed around me, and she threw her head back, screaming out as she came. The sound was pure pleasure, and it sent me over the edge.
With a groan, I pulled out, spurts of cum landing on her stomach. She looked down, watching it in amazement and satisfaction. "Wow," she breathed. "You really know how to show a girl a good time."
I chuckled, reaching for my bag, I fished out kleenex to wipe her clean. "It is all part of the Daddy-service."
Cassie laid across the grass, hair a mess, skirt bunched up her waist, legs still twitching like her nerves were trying to reboot. She was breathing like she had just run a marathon through her own libido.
I adjusted my shirt. Buttoned up slow. Didn't bother hiding the smirk.
'So… that counted, right? Officially? Virginity sacrificed to the gods of leg day and lip gloss?'
[System]: Mmmm~ confirmed, baby. Body count: One. Ego inflation: Maximum. You broke her like a pop quiz in reverse cowgirl.
Perk Unlocked: Stamina II - 'Sweat Now, Moan Later.' Recovery time reduced. Repeat rounds unlocked.
Perk Unlocked: Rizz Echo - Recent partners stay flustered for up to 48 hours post-fuck. Use wisely.
'Wait, there are post-nut perks?'
[System]: Oh, sugar~ there are layers. You just reached tier one of the kink tree. Keep drilling and I might need to materialize to taste you.
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