Izzy gets Peter's cock out

Unable to resist any longer, Izzy’s shaking fingers dived for the waistband of Peter’s pants once more. With the button undone, she was able to successfully yank them down. She felt herself drool unconsciously as she got sight of his boxers—and the sizeable cock-bulge they concealed. Unfortunately, the positioning of the bulge suggested she hadn’t even gotten him the slightest bit hard yet. Knowing how little he was actually attracted to her sent yet another paradoxical surge of excitement to her pathetic pussy, and the wet patch on her shorts grew.

Izzy found herself dropping to her knees—it wasn't even deliberate; just... pure instinct—and suddenly found her face centimeters away from that bulge. Up close she could see some sweat stains, and as she breathed in she suddenly was hit with the strong musk of sweaty cock, marinating in the late summer heat. Her eyelids fluttered and her hips bucked, already on the brink of another orgasm.

“O-Oh fuck,” she squeaked. With trembling hands, she fumbled for the elastic, and with an unsteady yank pulled them down. Peter’s sweaty, flaccid, uncut cock flopped out. Instantly, Izzy leaned in and pressed her nose to the head, then took a deep sniff. The stench of sweaty cock filled her lungs, and sent surges of ecstasy right to her trembling teen cunt, causing it to clench and spasm as she shook in orgasm.

Peter waited patiently for her to recover. When she did, panting, head fuzzy, she took his cock—finally starting to harden—and opened her mouth eagerly. Just as she was about to wrap her lips around it, though, she felt his hand on her forehead.

“Yeah, listen,” he said. “I’m sure you give great head or whatever, but… I’m just doing this as a favor, okay? Mind if I just fuck you and then I can get back to the party?”

Izzy flushed, mortified by how uninterested he was. With a small whimper, she nodded. Based on the fact that he kept her cornered against this wall, she assumed he intended to fuck her standing up, so she staggered back to her feet. Despite the humiliation, she almost drooled with excitement as Peter gave himself a couple quick strokes, working his cock toward hardness. He reached for her little shorts...