Chapter 186: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME! *R18*

[Third Person's PoV] 

Peter was awoken by the feeling of pleasure, which caused him to grunt. When he opened his eyes he saw that there was no one by his side. 

He opened his eyes and saw that there was a head under the sheets, and the feeling of a tongue around his member. 

"Oh god." He muttered in pleasure, he reached his hand down in the sheets and felt a girl's hair. It was smooth and soft, he grabbed the girl's hair, as she kept bobbing her head up and down his shaft.

He could feel her wet tongue sliding up and down his long pole, he felt her tongue slide around his tip, making it even harder than before.

She took her mouth off his rod, and she started stroking his cock, which was now slick with her saliva. He could feel her hand sliding up and down his manhood, her fingers gliding along his length.

She started licking the sides of his shaft, making him groan, he could feel her warm breath blowing across his hardness.

The woman started sucking on his large bulbous head, he could feel the warm and wetness of her mouth enveloping his head.

"That feels so good." He moaned.

She started to take more of his thick member into her mouth, and she began to bob her head up and down his length, slowly increasing her speed.

She was making slurping noises as she moved her head up and down his hard cock. He could feel her wet and soft tongue rubbing against his member.

Her lips were tightly wrapped around his rod, and her tongue was flicking across the tip. He could feel her taking her hand off his hardness, and she began to stroke his testicles, she was cupping them and gently massaging them.

He was groaning and panting, he was enjoying the feeling of her mouth on his throbbing rod.

She started bobbing her head faster, and she took more of his thick manhood into her mouth, he could feel the walls of her throat squeezing his member, as she deep throated him.

He felt his head hit the back of her throat, he could hear her gagging, and then she started to gag.

"Oh my god." He muttered.

She took her mouth off his penis, and although he couldn't see it there was a thin strand of saliva hanging between her mouth and his manhood.

He could feel her hand still stroking his length, and he could hear her breathing heavily.

He then saw the sheets began to rise higher and higher, until her figure appeared as if she was sitting all the while still being hidden behind the sheets.

As the woman was sitting on his pelvis, Peter felt the heat radiating from her pussy onto his pelvis, which caused him to groan.

She began to lower her hips onto his throbbing hardness, as she was doing so he felt the moist lips of her pussy slide up and down his shaft.

They were both moaning and grunting, the pleasure they were feeling was overwhelming.

He could feel her folds gliding across his manhood, they were both breathing heavily, and then suddenly she took his thickness into her pussy.

"Oh yes, yes!" Peter grunted.

"Oh, it's so big!" The girl moaned.

He could feel her hot and tight love tunnel engulf his rod. He could feel her vaginal walls squeezing his shaft.

However Peter tilted his head in confusion as that didn't sound like either MJ or Gwen. "Huh?" Peter questioned, as he pulled the sheets away, revealing Felicia who had a blush on her face, a smile, and a glazed look in her eyes.

She had a thin layer of sweat on her body, and her nipples were erect, while her breasts were bouncing as she was riding his cock, her silver her loose.

Peter's eyes widened in shock, as Felicia's tight snatch was milking his rod. Peter didn't get a chance to question what was happening as Felicia grabbed his face and started to kiss him.

His mind was swimming, as her tongue entered his mouth. Her kiss was aggressive and forceful, and he couldn't help but moan. He could feel her warm tongue swirling around in his mouth, exploring every inch of it, as she continued to ride him.

He could taste the faint flavour of strawberries on her lips. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, and her erect nipples were rubbing against his skin.

The sensation was driving him wild, his hands moved up her body and he cupped her breasts, which caused her to moan in his mouth.

She then broke the kiss and she looked him in the eyes, with a teasing smirk. As Peter opened his mouth to ask her what was going on she increased her paced, making it so only a grunt escaped his mouth.

He could feel her walls squeezing his rod, she was moving her hips up and down, while he was thrusting into her.

The room was filled with the sound of their flesh slapping against each other, and their moans.

Felicia grabbed Peter's hands, which were still on her breasts, and she brought them up to her mouth, where she licked them, and then sucked on his fingers.

Peter watched as she wrapped her mouth around his digits, and he could feel her warm and wet tongue swirling around his fingers.

She was making sure to cover his fingers with her saliva, and she was moaning while she was doing it.

Her head then leaned back screaming in pleasure. His fingers escaping from her mouth and falling back to her breast. She ruffled her silver hair, and then looked at him, her eyes were filled with lust.

She started to grind on his manhood, which caused him to groan, while she was riding him her vaginal walls were massaging his rod, as she was moving her hips in a circular motion.

Peter's hands were now squeezing her ass, as she was moving her hips up and down his length.

Felicia leaned forward and put her hands on his pecks, where scratches were appearing from her claws.

Peter was breathing heavily, as the pleasure he was feeling was overwhelming. He could feel her warm breath on his neck, as she was nibbling on his ear lobe.

He could feel her breasts pushing against his chest, and her erect nipples were rubbing against his skin.

Her tight pussy was milking his hardness, as she was moving up and down his shaft.

The sound of flesh slapping against each other was loud in the room. Peter was moaning and grunting, while Felicia was groaning.

He could feel the pleasure building inside him, he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

Peter grabbed her ass, and he started to thrust into her. "Oh fuck!" Felicia moaned.

He was fucking her as hard and as fast as he could, and he could hear her breathing heavily, while moaning.

Her nails were digging into his skin, leaving marks, and scratches, as she was holding on for dear life.

Peter became lost in pleasure, forgetting to even question why she was there. He flipped other to a missionary style.

He started to ram into her, causing the headboard to slam into the wall. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Felicia yelled.

Peter grabbed her legs and placed them over his shoulders, which allowed him to go deeper into her. Felicia grabbed a hold of his neck, and brought him down for a kiss, her tongue invaded his mouth, and he could feel her teeth biting down on his lip.

He could taste a hint of iron in his mouth, which was from his blood.

He was ramming into her with full force, causing her body to move up and down the bed.

Their bodies were covered with sweat, and they were breathing heavily. Peter felt the pleasure building inside him, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. However he didn't want it to end, he used his mastered control of his body to suppress his orgasm, so that he could continue fucking Felicia.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Felicia yelled. Peter felt her vaginal walls clamp down on his shaft, he could feel her juices gushing out of her pussy, and running down his manhood. However, that was just a warning sign for him, and he knew that she wasn't done yet.

He continued to thrust into her, causing her to yell.

"Yes! Yes! Oh fuck! Oh yes!" She yelled.

He felt her vaginal walls contracting around his rod, and he could feel her juices flowing out of her.

She was grunting and moaning, and she was breathing heavily. She then felt her convulse as she began squirting, the liquid hitting his stomach and chest.

Peter was groaning, as the feeling of her orgasms and the taste of her juices was driving him wild.

Felicia was screaming, as her eyes were rolling into the back of her head and went limp. Peter then slowed down as Felicia slowly recovered, she slowly pushed Peter away before going into a doggy position, where he began pounding into her, and slapping her ass.

"Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard!" Felicia moaned.

She was grunting, as he was pounding into her, his manhood ramming into her. She was breathing heavily, and her ass was jiggling, as his flesh slapped against hers.

And with one final thrust, he released everything he was holding back. Which caused him to gasp and open his eyes. 

He grunt as he released everything he had, while looking around in confusion. He looked to his side where he saw Gwen sleeping to the side. And the sheets slowly move to reveal MJ looking at him with a mischievous smirk as she wiped her lip with her thumb before sucking it. 

She then clicked back to his side and closed her eyes happily before going back to sleep. Once she released she was truly back asleep, Peter inwardly yelled, 

'WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!? I HAVE TWO BEAUTIFUL GODDESSES SERVING ME!! DID I REALLY NEED TO HAVE A WET DREAM!? ARGHHHHHH!!! I'LL BE TOO ASHAMED TO LOOK AT ANYONE IN THE EYES' 

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