Deep inside her womb

There was no pulling out.

It was his first fuck and it was glorious. Peter's newly-enhanced cock was giving Miranda the ride of her fucking life, and Peter felt a combination of power and confidence that he had never come close to experience.

Years of porn consumption in him wondered if he should pull out and come on her face -- but she still had remnants of his sticky goo up there, mixed in with her sweat and drool. But it felt too good inside of her. Holding it back as hard as he could, his vision narrowed and all he could feel was the tight, hot pressure around his throbbing tool.

With one final push, he shoved his cock as far up as it would go, right at the very back of her spasming, over-stuffed pussy, and with a huge, relieved moan, let his climax overtake him.

Miranda, already exhausted from half a dozen chemically-enhanced orgasms, winced in submissive pain as his thick, diamond-hard cock knocked at the very entrance of her cervix. But as Peter's rod bucked and throbbed with shot after shot of molten cum, all the nerves along her overstimulated love canal converted that pain to a new ecstasy, higher still, and she shrieked out a final, climactic orgasm.

They stayed like that, clutching each other tight. Sweat mingled on their skins as Miranda's squeezing pussy milked Peter's cum-cannon of every single rope of addictive semen, and straight into Miranda's womb. Finally, their mutual orgasms subsided, and they stayed there, holding each other close, panting as they caught their breath.

Exhausted after the blowjob and then the marathon sex, Peter's enhanced cock finally softened, and he gradually disengaged. As his well-used member finally departed Miranda's well-used pussy, a slow ooze of pussyjuice and cum started leaking onto the flimsy library table they'd been fucking on.

Peter looked over his first sexual conquest. Miranda had always been a campus queen, always perfectly made up, socially unattainable, untouchably sexy. She was always ready for a selfie or Instagram picture. Smooth, flawless skin, every hair in place, perfectly-fitting clothes, almost alien in her beauty.

But from that perfect, Korean-American image, before him lay a panting, ravished animal. Her tanned skin was flush with effort and coated unevenly in bodily fluids. Her straight black hair, accented with blonde highlights, was now clinging to her face and neck in sweaty, matted waves. Her mascara had run a little. She had been dominated by him, and she looked the part.

As Peter pulled out, Miranda started laughing -- a happy, tired, post-orgasmic giggling fit. She saw Peter's confused look and smiled.

"Hahaha oh my god I have never cum so hard in my fucking life. I don't know why I'm laughing, I just feel so good. Peter Wang, you are amazing do you know that? You fuck like a GOD. Was that your first time?"

Peter nodded, and Miranda gaped. Through a combination of sex, mind-altering pheromones, and just pure oxytocin running through her body, Miranda was feeling more warmth and attachment to this young nerd than she was expecting. Way more. Just looking at him, even after the fucking she'd had, made her feel happy and want to feel connected to him. She decided.

"You are some kind of sex prodigy. I'm keeping you. Come here!"

Peter stepped forward and Miranda sat up from the table, sitting up on the edge of it. She drew him in for a tender embrace and their first kiss. It was sweet, heated, exploratory, and Peter fell in love with Miranda that little bit more.

Thoroughly sated of its need for Peter's cum, Miranda's brain was able to operate again, and she remembered her ostensible mission of finding out what the hell was going on.

"Okay, Petey, you gotta explain something. What is the deal with your dick? I'm not exactly a virgin and that guy is, like, 10 times better than anything else on the market."

Peter knew this moment would come, but he wasn't feeling as afraid of it as he thought it would. Maybe it was the confidence from having bedded the girl of his dreams, and having her adore him as a result of it. That probably helped. He decided to tell the truth.