Peter couldn't believe his luck when he found Mary Jane, his longtime crush, waiting for him in his apartment. The anticipation and excitement were palpable in the air as they exchanged flirtatious glances, both of them knowing what was about to happen.
Mary Jane, with her luscious red hair cascading down her shoulders, stood up from the couch and walked over to Peter. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined as they explored each other's mouths, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Peter's hands roamed down Mary Jane's back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. Mary Jane let out a soft moan as she felt his growing erection against her thigh. She pulled away from the kiss, her breathing heavy as she looked up at him with desire in her eyes.
"Fuck, Peter," she whispered, "I've wanted this for so long."
Peter didn't need any more encouragement. He picked Mary Jane up and carried her to his bedroom, their lips never breaking apart. He lay her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, his hips grinding against hers as they resumed their passionate makeout session.
Mary Jane's hands worked quickly to undo Peter's pants, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke him, eliciting a groan from Peter. He reached down and lifted her shirt over her head, revealing her perky breasts encased in a lacy black bra. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently as Mary Jane arched her back in pleasure.
Mary Jane's other hand snaked down between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her tight jeans. Peter could see the wet spot forming and couldn't resist any longer. He hooked his fingers into her jeans and pulled them down, revealing her bare pussy.
Peter couldn't resist any longer. He spread Mary Jane's legs wide and leaned down, his tongue darting out to taste her. Mary Jane's back arched off the bed as she let out a loud moan. Peter's tongue expertly explored her folds, teasing her clit before plunging deep inside her.
Mary Jane's hands gripped the sheets as Peter's tongue worked its magic. She could feel her orgasm building, her legs shaking as Peter's tongue continued its relentless assault. With one final flick of his tongue, Mary Jane came hard, her juices coating Peter's face.
Peter crawled back up Mary Jane's body, his dick pressing against her soaking wet pussy. Mary Jane wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him inside her. Peter's dick filled her completely, stretching her walls as he began to thrust.
Their bodies moved in sync, their moans and groans filling the room. Peter's hands gripped Mary Jane's hips, pulling her onto him harder and faster. Mary Jane's pussy clenched around him as another orgasm built, her moans growing louder.
Peter could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening as he thrust deeper and harder. Mary Jane's pussy milked him, her orgasm triggering his own. With a final thrust, Peter came hard, filling Mary Jane's pussy with his hot cum.
Peter collapsed onto the bed next to Mary Jane, both of them panting and covered in sweat. Mary Jane looked over at him with a satisfied smile.
"Fuck, Peter," she said, "that was amazing."
Peter grinned, pulling her close and kissing the top of her head.
"Anytime, MJ," he replied, his dick already starting to twitch again.
Mary Jane looked up at him with a wink.
"Well, in that case," she said, straddling him once again, "let's not waste any time."
And with that, they continued their marathon sex session, exploring every inch of each other's bodies and pushing each other to new heights of pleasure. It was a night neither of them would ever forget.