"Peter, I know we've had sex before, and I know we've done what we can but now," Liv took a breath, "now I can move and walk again, now we can both enjoy our lovemaking I have a request and don't go all weird, don't panic, for my first time with proper feeling I want something special." With everything now working, and the damage to her spine healed properly, she had taken Peter to bed, but now was also the time to let him know what she was really like and hope he didn't reject her.
"Uh, sure Liv sure," Peter lay back in his bed but he frowned as Liv spoke, "so uh?"
"My ass, I want it in my ass," she said as he raised an eyebrow. "Peter, don't push this, just nod and get the lube."
"Okay okay," Peter leaned over and grabbed the bottle of laced lube they all used, and Liv turned and got on all fours, with a generous application Peter smeared it all over her little pink hole, and it twitched as he touched it.
He rubbed her pussy with his other clean hand, letting his fingers pinched her clit while he gently massages her ass, "that's, that's enough, please, in, in me now and standing." He wiped his hand on a cloth and a little sanitiser and pressed the tip of his cock against the lubed hole.
"Gently, gently," Liv asked and he did, slowly pushed himself in, leaning back and letting her accept him before moving forward again but he felt her muscles relax and with a few strokes slid inside her. The muscles tightened around the base of his cock and the squeezing made him almost cum into her there and then, taking control of his orgasm he let it fade back and she squirmed and moaned, "move, please," and he began to slide back out.
He was slow, letting her feel every inch of him slip in and out, her ass was amazingly tight, going as far as gripping him almost refusing to let him go and with each stroke inwards she moaned and eventually her cries of passion were highest, "cum oh fuck cum," and he let loose a torrent of hot sticky cum into her.
As they lay together, Liv gently running one hand over Peters torse she looked at him, hesitant to admit her true feelings. "Um Peter, can I uh, ask you something?" And he shrugged, he had slipped out of her and was cleaning himself, a basin of warm water was there and he guessed that was what it was for "if I uh, told you I liked it rough, not really rough but maybe spanking or a crop, would you?"
And Peter sat down, "I dunno Liv, I don't like the idea of hurting you."
"What if I uh told you that I liked it?" she asked, "I'm sorry but," and she paused before she continued, afraid of his reaction,
He smiled and ran a finger down her arm, "it's okay, say it."
"Fine, I like sex Peter, not just like everyone else. I mean, anytime you want sex come to see me, want to cum in my mouth you can, on my face, my tits, my pussy, my ass, want to watch me fuck someone else, I will. Toys, crops, anal, both holes, talk dirty, shout at me, curse me, I love it all Peter. No strangulation though, tried that and it went badly, but tie me up you can, want me to spank you? I will, I really love you Peter and I don't want to hide it, I love sex, I like it with you and we can do anything really, anything, just don't hate me."
"Uh, why now, I mean, it's been a good few months since you got here, so?"
"Rules, when I grew up women were seen and not heard, Norman was like that, Harry was like that, I've been called a slut, a whore, and every name under the sun. Women aren't supposed to like sex, we tolerate it to get pregnant and you'd be surprised how many people have that attitude and I'm tired of acting like that's okay. Once isn't enough, what we just did isn't enough Peter and I want more, I want to feel every inch of you and taste every inch of you, god even now I feel you in me and I want it again." Liv shook her head, "See? even you're looking at me like the rest," she patted his hand and sighed, "it's fine, it's fine."
Peter flipped her over and slid right into her, thrusting hard against her as he pinned her, an arm tight around her neck digging his hands into and pulling her hair. he growled in her ear "don't tell me what I like if you want my cock then you'll get my fucking cock and love it,"
Liv was gone though, her pussy was full of him and it clenched and ached with each stroke and as he pounded her she moaned and cried out, he accepted her and she took it all.
They slapped together as he thrust harder and harder into her and she moaned and cried out louder and louder as he did. He came inside her pussy and filled it, then pulled out again and into her ass and began thrusting again as she cried his name over and over. He finished again before pulling out and covering her in more of his seed, almost spraying it over her, covering both her ass and pussy in white liquid.
"More. Fuck me like a whore, fuck me till I scream," she yelled and he slipped a symbskin package off his cock, ripping it and cleaning himself before using her ass once more. Fumbling over she pulled out a bright pink rabbit vibrator from her night cabinet, "this, please?" And he lay behind her and spread her legs, rubbing it with cream and her already wet slit until they were both dripping and sliding it into her. Lifting up a leg, he wrapped it around his own and grabbing her hips he began to move.
She bit back a cry, and even Peter had to admit that feeling the added pressure of the dildo in her pussy was intensely pleasurable. She had to hold it as he thrust in and out of her, each of his movements threatening to dislodge it and laughing he webbed into her. "Tell me if this hurts though," and she nodded as he slid back inside her. She whined as he mercilessly pounded her ass, filling her once more,
"Call me a whore, please, tell me I'm a slut, fuck me, fuck your little whore, fuck me," she whined as he thrust into her, and while he felt slightly stupid, he obliged.
"My whore, take it, take my fucking cock you slut," and with a free hand, he grabbed at her chest, rubbing his fingers over her nipples. As she grabbed his hand and pushed back against his he let loose a flood inside her once more. His face burned with embarrassment, it was hard, to be so crass but he got into it, as he saw the look on Livs face, he saw how much she loved it.
Repeating the trick he pulled out, cleaning himself and as she licked the tip she nodded and swallowed him whole. Kneeling she lay on her side, letting her hands roam over his ass, squeezing and feeling the muscular body of her lover.
She gasped at his buttocks as her head slid up and down his length, with Ravage and some tips from Gwen, it was more than comfortable. It was amazing as she took him as deep as she could there was no discomfort, only pleasure. As she moved back and forth his hand rubbed the webbed dildo into her and pressed it in and out, loving her moans as he pleasured her while she pleasured him.
"Suck it, suck my cock and drink my cum," Peter found he definitely into this. It might only be Liv but the dirty talk, the freedom of being able to cut loose, in more ways than one. He didn't mind the talk, it was her way and a part of him liked it, she was his whore, just as he was hers. Her own personal cock to use and abuse.
Even with his last orgasm barely faded he let lose another jet and she took all of it, swallowing it and letting it dribble down her chest and over her flushed chest, as he let him free it squirted over her face and she licked him and rubbed it over her chest letting her lap up his cum and she lay there exhausted and satisfied for the first time in over 15 years. Panting and sighing happily as each part of her ached in a way they never had, even at the height of her sexual experimentation.
Peter collapsed next to her, exhausted for once, never having had the chance to reach the limits of his stamina in that way before, sweat glistening on both of them as they touched shoulders and Liv gently kissed the top of his head.
"Give me a few," and panting, she undid the webbing and slipped the dildo into her ass gasping as she clenched, "and again?" and he grinned and obliged, holding the dildo with one hand, she got on all fours and he slipped into her, alternating his own thrust with sliding the dildo in and out and Liv moaned and bit the pillow as she played with her clit. Holding the dildo with one hand, grabbing her small but firm ass with one hand he slapped her other side with a hand,
Feeling slightly self-conscious, none of the others had expressed an interest, he still tried "you like that?" and as he spanked her she cried,
"Please, more, please," each time he struck her. Each time he smacked her she felt herself cum more and more, the pain driving her already steady orgasm into the large tidal wave she wanted and she came over him, covering him with her own cum. "Fuck your whore, fuck her hard," and Peter, unsure wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her head back. He felt her tighten around him and even if she didn't say, she was enjoying herself.
Liv was slick with her own cum as well as his and he came inside her but pulled her dragged her down, and sprayed cum over her face, shoving his cock into her mouth still sticky and covered in her fluid. She hungrily sucked on it, taking a few mouthfuls before starting to lick him up and down.
Taking his entire length in her mouth he was merciless as he hardened once more and as she bobbed back and forth he came quickly, Liv had been holding back and her oral technique was too much for the young man to bear. As he came she gulped and when her mouth was full she just let it spill out over her breasts, uncaring and unashamed of her cock worship.
Without question she cleaned him, licking not just her cum but his and gently stroking him as their mutual orgasms began to fade. Sweating and panting, even Peter knew his stamina apparently had limits and he was spent. Since the accident and his enhancement, he was well and truly spent and he figured that even he couldn't cum anymore as he wilted under even Livs gentle kisses.
As they lay back in the bed, she unwebbed herself and let the dildo fall to the floor, uncaring about the mess and for once, completely fulfilled, except one thing.
"Oh and I'm having a cigarette," and lifting the corner of the mattress she took out a single packet, took one out and lit it, taking a deep draw. Her moan was almost as loud as the ones she had been making during sex and Peter raised an eyebrow.
As Peter lay back next to her for once he didn't care, taking it from her he took a draw, pulled a face and handed it back. Peter shook his head, "Curt isn't the best spy in the world you know," and she laughed but she still had her smoke, "no, I'll fit an air purifier for you, cause, no."