I rushed quickly through the hallway, excitement coursing through my body and quiet mumbles of "sorry" and "excuse me" leaving my lips as I desperately rushed to Peter's locker. My eyes finally landed on my boyfriend, my heart jumping in my chest purely at the knowledge that he would be so proud of me once I told him this. I smiled and shook my head as I rushed to him.
"I did it!" I declared as I got to him, making the boy look at me in surprise as he raised his eyebrows.
"Did what, baby?" He chuckled, the sound laced with confusion as his eyes flicked over my face.
"I got an 'A'! I got a motherfucking 'A'!" I squealed, my hands desperately raising the paper to show him as my heart raced. His eyes widened.
"Oh my god. Oh my god." He scoffed and shook his head as he took the paper and looked down at the beautifully bold 'A' that sat against the otherwise white canvas.
"I finally did it, Pete. I finally got the best grade possible!" I exclaimed. He looked back up at me as his lips curled into such a wide smile.
"You did! And I'm so fucking proud of you!" He returned before throwing his arms around my waist. I squealed and laughed as he picked me up and spun me around, both of us laughing into each other's ears as he eventually put me down.
"Seriously, angel, this is amazing. But fuck me do you deserve it." He smiled and shook his head.
"I really couldn't have done it without you, though, and I'll always be so grateful for that. Thank you." I returned the smile.
"It was my pleasure, babe." He nodded before leaning down and gently kissing me. I returned it and smiled into it, my eyes fluttering shut as I raised my hand to hold his face. I broke the kiss after a moment and looked at him.
"What do you say to celebrating tonight? Maybe, if you're okay with it, with your last tutoring session?" I asked somewhat timidly, my heart jumping at the fact that I still didn't know how Peter would react every time that I suggested another intimacy tutoring session. His eyes wavered slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing in a gulp. But despite that reaction, his head started to move in a nod.
"Yeah, okay. I'm ready for it, so let's do it. Let's celebrate with that tonight." He smiled and nodded.
"Awesome." I returned his smile, making him chuckle and bite his lip as he shut his locker door and took my hand before the pair of us started to walk towards our next class.
Peter and I sat on his bed, our lips gently moulding together and his hands holding my waist as we made out. I couldn't help but smile into it as Peter deepened the kiss, making him also smirk as the moment got even more intimate than it had been just seconds before. He started to gently push his weight against me to push me down onto his bed. My head hit the pillow within seconds, the god of a boy that I was dating on top of me and in between my legs as I curled my hands around his neck to pull him closer. I turned us over, making Peter smirk and bite his lip at me as I now straddled him as we continued to make out. His hands moved up and down my thighs, the digits teasingly dipping underneath the bottom of my skirt before moving back down again. It was blatantly obvious how much confidence Peter had gained since I'd started tutoring him in intimate activities, and now there was only one more thing left to teach him in. And it was the big one. I broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, making Peter look up at me.
"The only thing left to teach you is sex, Pete. You ready for that?" I checked, my mind all too aware of how big this would be for him, and so I wanted to be absolutely unwaveringly certain that he was okay with what we were about to do. He bit his lip, a small and gentle smile on his face as his eyes flicked over mine.
"I've been ready for a while." He admitted with a nod. I smiled and returned it as I leant down and kissed him again. He returned it, his hands gently grabbing at my thighs and my hands curling around his neck to pull him closer as we kissed.
"Let me take control, okay? Let me make sure that you're okay." I gently cooed as I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to his neck.
"Okay, baby." He breathed, his eyes fluttering shut and his head tilting to give me more access as I started to nip and bite at his skin. I began the journey of kissing down his neck, my hands pulling at the bottom of his t-shirt to indicate that I wanted it off. He happily complied and sat up to pull it off, Peter's gorgeous abs coming into my view as he lay back down. My heart jumped at the sight as I leant down and continued to kiss his skin. After all, I'd seen Peter shirtless from time to time when I'd been in his room whilst he had been getting dressed for school or something, but never had I seen him like that in this context. And, well...it only turned me on more. The boy's breathing started to get more shallow and jagged as my lips trailed down his abs and to his stomach, his gorgeous chocolate eyes glued to me as I got to the waistband of his jeans.
"You good, babe?" I checked and flicked my eyes up to look at him through my eyelashes, though the now prominent tent in his jeans gave me a very good indication as to what his answer would be.
"I'm amazing, I just need you to do something, p-please." He gulped harshly. I couldn't help but smirk to myself, my core getting wetter by the second at the sound of Peter so desperate and needy for me to do something to him. I undid the button and zip of his jeans, my boyfriend lifting his ass so that I could pull them down to leave him only in his boxers. I leant down and teasingly started to place feathery kisses along his shaft through the material, Peter gulping harshly and his hand landing in my hair as he watched me.
"Fuck-angel, please do something, I really need you." He begged. The sound was like fucking music to my ears.
"Am I okay to take these off?" I checked gently as I teasingly hooked my fingertips into the waistband of his boxers, but didn't make any attempt to pull them down.
"Yes, please, please, baby, take them off." He nodded eagerly. Every sound of Peter begging only made me more turned on, a smirk permanently on my lips as I pulled his boxers down to leave him completely naked. He hissed quietly as his fully-hard dick sprung free and slapped against his stomach, making me gulp at the sight of it. At the size of it.
"Like what you see, babe?" Peter quipped, making me smirk and look up at him.
"Love what I see." I returned as I gently took his dick into my hand. He sucked in a sharp breath at the feeling, his eyes fluttering shut within seconds as I slowly but surely started to move my hand up and down the muscle.
"Can I taste you, Pete? Is that okay?" I asked again. He nodded and bit his lip as he looked down at me, making me return the nod as I leant down and wrapped my lips around his tip. Immediately, his face contorted in pleasure, his mouth falling open and his eyebrows furrowing at the feeling.
"Fuck." He breathed out as his eyes fluttered shut and his head rested back against the pillow as his hand lowered to rest in my hair. I smirked at his reaction as I started to suck him off, my hands massaging his balls and what I couldn't fit into my mouth as I worked his dick as best as I could. My lips massaged the sides of his shaft, my tongue swirling around his red tip and collecting the salty taste of pre-cum as I sucked him off. The boy was already a moaning mess beneath me, his back arching and his face contorting constantly in pleasure as his fingers tightened around my hair.
"Holy shit, angel, fucking hell." He choked as he looked down at me.
"Does that feel good, Pete?" I cooed teasingly as I returned the glance through my eyelashes.
"Really fucking good, oh my god." He moaned. I smirked against him again as my hand and mouth continued to work him, the boy getting more restless and loud the longer I massaged him. Given that it was his first time doing anything like this, I wasn't expecting him to last that long, and so I knew that I'd have to stop soon if he wanted to have full sex.
"Babe, shit, stop, I'm going to cum if you keep going like that." He grunted, as if on cue. I nodded and removed my hand and mouth from him, Peter puffing out as his chest rose and fell harshly, and I stood from his bed.
"Did that feel good, Pete?" I cooed teasingly as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and pulled my skirt down to leave me in just my panties and bra.
"Felt amazing-." He looked back down at me and stopped speaking as he did, his smile disappearing into a smaller one as his eyes flicked over me.
"What?" I chuckled and shook my head. He returned the head shake and bit his lip.
"Nothing. You're just really fucking beautiful." He complimented quietly. I couldn't help but blush at his words, my lips also curling into a small smile as my heart leapt in my chest. I loved that even in an intimate context, where we were about to have sex for the first time, Peter still found the space to compliment me, and make me feel like I was everything to him.
"Thank you, Pete. You're also really fucking beautiful." I smiled, making him laugh and shake his head as I raised my hands to the back of my bra. Peter's smile dipped, the boy gulping harshly as I unclipped it and let the garment fall from my body. I leant down and pulled my panties down too to leave me completely naked. I climbed back onto the bed, my body crawling over Peter's to straddle him and his hands finding my waist as I reached over to his bedside table to grab a condom that we had been keeping just in case. I bit my lip and looked at him.
"Just before I open this...are you absolutely sure that you're ready to do this? Of course we can stop at any point, you just have to say the word." I shook my head.
"The only thing that I've ever been more ready to do was kiss you. And look how that turned out." He teased with a smile. I smirked and shook my head, making him grin goofily at me as I opened the condom and rolled it onto his dick. I bit my lip and raised myself to be hovering over him, my hands against his chest as his hands held my waist. I looked at him.
"You ready, Pete?" I checked one last time.
"I'm ready." He nodded, making me return it as I lowered myself onto him. I started to sink down on him, quiet moans and sighs leaving our lips as I fully sat down on him within seconds.
"Fucking hell." He choked, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth already falling open in pleasure as he looked down at his dick completely engulfed in my pussy.
"You already feel so good, and we haven't even started yet." I teased with a chuckle, though a moan also threatened to slip too as my eyes fluttered shut.
"Fucking same here. Move, angel, please." He begged. I complied with his wishes and raised my hips, Peter's hands helping me as I dropped back down onto him. I started to ride him, my breath hitching in my throat at how fucking amazing he felt as I ground my hips against him and took all of him into my pussy.
"Fuck me, this feels amazing, angel." He choked, his grip already starting to tighten on my waist as I developed the rhythm of rising and dropping back down onto him every couple of seconds.
"Yeah? You enjoying it?" I teased.
"Holy shit, yes." He grunted, making me smirk and bite my lip as I also enjoyed the pleasure that was flowing through me as a result of the movements. The knot in my stomach was well underway by now, every rise and fall of my hips helping me get closer to that moment as I fucked Peter into next week. His tip hit my g-spot perfectly each time, making moans flow from my lips and my fingernails gently dig into the skin of his abs as the pleasure coursed through me.
"Baby-fuck, you feel so good, I don't think that I'll last much longer." He choked and shook his head, his beautiful chocolate orbs looking down at my pussy swallowing his dick with every movement of my hips.
"That's okay, Pete, neither will I." I breathed as my head lulled back with the pleasure that I was feeling. The sound of our skin slapping together was bouncing off of Peter's bedroom walls by now, our moans also filling the space around us as our bodies became sticky with sweat. I sat down on him as harshly as I could, my thighs colliding harshly each time with his as my body got thrown towards my orgasm. And from the way that Peter's grip on my waist was getting tighter by the second, he was getting there too. But it would be me that finally reached that place first.
"Peter, fuck, holy shit, I'm there!" I cried out as the knot in my stomach broke. My orgasm hit me harshly, waves of pleasure starting to race through me as my legs shook on either side of his waist. My nails harshly scratched against his skin, my body jolting and seizing on top of him as my mouth hung open and my eyes squeezed shut with the pleasure that I was feeling.
"I'm going to cum, angel, oh my god, fuck, fuck." Peter choked as he came seconds later. His hands once again tightened against me, his fingertips surely leaving bruises that would show up in the coming days as his eyes squeezed shut. His mouth hung open, quiet moans and whimpers spilling his lips as he went completely rigid underneath me. After a second, he relaxed back into the bed to tell me that his orgasm had also passed too. We both panted heavily, my entire body exhausted and caked with sweat as Peter's eyes fluttered open. I gently climbed off of him, a quiet hiss leaving my lips at the feeling of once again being empty as I pulled the condom off of him and binned it before lying down next to him.
"Holy...fucking...shit." He scoffed, making me smirk and bite my lip as I turned my head to look at him.
"Was that good, Pete?" I cooed teasingly.
"It was amazing, baby, oh my god. I didn't think that it was possible to feel that much pleasure. It was so good, we're definitely doing that again in the future." He nodded as he returned my glance. I couldn't help but giggle and bite my lip, my heart filling with love for the boy lying next to me at how innocent and pure he was. Sure, he was no longer as innocent and pure as he was half an hour ago, given that I'd just taken his virginity, but his words reassured me that he would always be that boy to an extent. And that was good, considering that that was the boy that I'd fallen in love with.
"God, I love you, Pete." I sighed in bliss as I cuddled into him and rested my head on his chest as I curled my arm over his stomach.
"I love you too, babe." He chuckled in return, making me smile and bite my lip as I felt his hand start to soothingly comb through my hair. It had been an amazing last few months, and it was hard to believe that our relationship had started because of Peter offering to tutor me, and then had developed in me offering to tutor him in a different way. But now, both of our tutoring sessions were done, and I thought that it was fair to say that we'd both learnt a lot. And I had no doubt that in Peter's case, he'd continue to learn more in the course of our relationship. And for that, I couldn't wait.