Peter Meets Starfire update

Kory wildly swung her hips as Peter continued to fuck her, wanting only to increase his pleasure, to keep his cock pistoning into her. 

“Fuck, Peter, fuck!” Kory cried, pushing back into his body, grinding her ass as best she could into his plunging cock before he withdrew and thrust into her again. “Give it all to me, yes, I want everything! You must not stop!”

Peter had never fucked such an incredibly responsive woman in his life. Every wanton movement of her voluptuous body fired his desire to a new level. Taking one hand from her hips, he reached down underneath her and toggled her clit. 

The sudden influx of pleasure was almost more than Kory could take. Her quivering arms finally collapsed and she fell prone on her stomach. Peter went down with her, now on top of her prostrate body, slamming down into her pussy. Trapped underneath her loins, his hand kept rubbing at her clit.

“Ffhhhh! X—Haaal!” Kory howled.

Peter picked up on the stress in her words. “Am I hurting you?” he asked, slowing down to let her answer.

“Don’t stop!” Kory yelled immediately. “Don’t you dare! It’s beautiful, Peter, wonderful! Give me more of it! I want all that I can get!”

Peter could scarcely believe it. He was used to having to check himself with women for fear he’d hurt them, but Kory was begging for more. Her voice wasn’t sultry so much as tearful. She sounded like she’d die if he didn’t fuck her as hard as he could.

“Okay, babe,” he muttered, coming to his knees and holding her ass up in front of him, its voluptuous contours a prime target for his erection. “You asked for it.” Pulling at her hips with his fingers clamped onto her flesh like a junkyard magnet, he drove his own pelvis forward, planting his cock inside of her with brutal force. “Take it!”

“Yes!” Kory cooed, lifting her ass up and planting her hands firmly on the ground to center herself. She didn’t want him to move her one inch; she wanted his cock to go all the way into her belly. “Harder, harder! Show me what makes your other girls beg for mercy!”

Spurred on by that reminder, the knowledge that Kory was next to invulnerable even compared to him, Peter gave it to her as hard as he could. He drove into her and slammed against her and plunged his cock into her depths, almost hoping to make her cry out for him to stop.

“That’s it! That’s perfect!” Kory squealed delightedly as Peter took her with fierce abandon, his steel-hard erection shaking her with every magnificent thrust. 

It had been far too long since she’d had such a massive cock in her hungry cunt. She wanted to savor it as long as possible; she wouldn’t deny Peter anything so long as he kept satisfying her this way. A woman couldn’t plan to be used like this, to the fullest extent of her body, and Kory was deliriously enjoying the unexpected fuck’s ruthless meeting of her desires.

“Oh, darling!” Kory sobbed. “Oh—it’s so precious—such a—so—nice! GHHH!”

In his furious plundering of her hot sex, Peter lost all control of himself. He felt his testicles heave, drawing up into tightly furious knots, and knew he was on the verge of coming. It was too late to draw it out for even seconds more.

“Here it comes!” he gasped, making his final lunges into Kory’s womanhood. “I’m gonna blow!”

Kory knew that there was no prolonging the intensity of their encounter. She could only delight in its conclusion as much as she had the long minutes of being Peter’s fuck. “Yes, you lovely thing, shoot it! I want to be full! Fill me up—show me how much you have to give! Show me what my cunt can get out of you!”

As sometimes happened with the very best sex, Kory felt his white-hot seed gush inside of her and it triggered a climax in her as intense as the one he was enjoying. Kory squealed, her eyes rolling back in her head as she tried with all her might to hold her place under the deluge of male satisfaction. Then, only when the dregs of his ejaculation had pumped into her sex, she allowed herself to collapse, facedown and spread-eagled with his semen pooling in her splayed womanhood.

Even if Peter hadn’t driven her to the heights of perfect ecstasy, Kory would’ve known she’d made the proper choice in lover by the way he flopped down beside her, gathering her limp and weightless body and pulling it to his chest. He held her, caressed her, and her afterglow extended until it seemed even more heavenly than the rapture that had proceeded it. 

“You’re some woman,” Peter sighed a few minutes later, when speech finally seemed necessary.

“Just some woman?” Kory asked, watching full dollops of his sperm ooze out of her red, swollen sex. “Don’t tell me you come that hard for just anyone.”

“No. They couldn’t take it. Not like you.”

“You’re only saying that because I’m Tamaranian,” Kory laughed. 

“Maybe. But you’re cool… you’re really, really cool. In a way not a lot of people are.”

“I think you’re cool too,” Kory said, nuzzling him some more. “But in a way that a lot of people try to be or hope to be or can be, but only rarely. It must come easy to you.”

“It doesn’t. I try pretty hard not to be a douche, sometimes.”

“Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help,” Kory said, with such sincerity that Peter had to look up at the ceiling a bit.

Numb and quaveringly satiated, Kory sprawled onto his comparatively small body, almost purring as she butted her head against his and let him feel the gloss of her soft mane against his skin.

“I don’t feel this way often with people,” Kory admitted. Her body rumbled—Peter imagined this must be what cuddling with a tiger felt like. “Like I absolutely can’t be hurt by you. Usually I trust that I won’t be, and I trust so hard, but that’s different from being sure. I don’t even really know what to do with this feeling. It’s confusing, having something so special and not knowing why it’s in your life. I’m suddenly so lost. Seeing you… like this… so… not just your cock, but your beauty… I… I…” The words came out of her mouth in fits and starts, stopping when she couldn’t think of what to say, then rushing out to fill the silence.

Peter smiled, his fingers running through her hair. “We don’t have to talk,” he whispered soothingly. “If you want to rest, go to sleep. Don’t worry about it.”

“I worry that there’s something to say, something that needs to be said, and I won’t think of it and I won’t say it and you won’t know what I have to tell you.”

Peter shook his head in mild disbelief. “So what do you want to tell me?”

“Just that I really enjoyed that.” She rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It still slightly raced with the excitement of what they’d done. “You won’t understand that. You Earthers see this huge chasm between sex and love. And they are different, but… there’s sex in love and love in sex. And with you, both are intertwined so that…”

“Are you saying you love me?” Peter said, sounding actually hopeful, before he reminded himself that Kory loved everyone. She probably loved the mailman. Hopefully not enough to let him creampie her, but it was a matter of degrees.

Kory rolled on top of Peter, settling her chin on his sternum, looking up into his eyes. “Did you know that I adore big cocks? Long before I met you, I was notorious for sucking men off. From the moment I had my first one, I couldn’t get enough of the taste, the feel of cock in my mouth, the way it would burst down my throat. To say nothing of cum. I could never get enough cum, whether it was in my mouth or inside me or outside me—so long as it was mine. Do you understand?”

“I think so,” Peter said. “You like men the same way I would like women if I were Hugh Jackman, or whoever the female version of you is.”

“And you don’t care?” Kory asked. “You accept that this is how I feel… how I am?”

“Well, it’s a little off-putting,” Peter admitted. “But it’s not like I ever swore a vow of chastity. Anyway, there’s a lot to you besides that. I almost feel like—I dunno—it’s boring to obsess over that when you’re kind and caring and...”

“But it’s a part of me. I once sucked off five men, one after the other. One of them had such a huge cock that I took him out for coffee, and when he was ready again, I choked myself on that prick. I let him take me like an animal for hour after hour. He put so much cum in me that I lost all self-control. I was willingly a toy for him. And I still didn’t feel the way about him that I do about you.”

Peter was silent. Even when he spoke, it was quiet. “Kory, do you want me to be jealous or do you want to be… more than friends? I mean, what is this?”

“I know there’s a space in you to be jealous in. I want that, I want your possessiveness, but without judging me, without trapping me. I want to be yours without any chains.”

“So—an open relationship?” Peter asked. “Isn’t that… sort of what we’re doing?”

“No, it has to be more. You’re not just anyone—you’re not some guy. Not to me. Am I just some girl?”

“Of course not.”

“Say it.”

Peter sat up, spilling Kory onto her elbows. She sat up too and he took her face in his hands. 

“I care about you. I like you a lot. I don’t know how much, but I have these feelings—you’re not just a friend. And that wasn’t just sex.”

“Good,” Kory purred. “Would you like to romance me?”

“You mean dinner and dancing and—more than friends?”

“Yes,” Kory trilled. 

“I would. You deserve to feel special—however I can do it.”

Kory nodded. “But that must wait.”

“It must?”

Kory nodded some more as she pushed him down onto his back. “We’ve loved enough. Now you need to cock me again.”