The bedroom was soon filled with giggling young women as the four band mates bundled through the door. Betty yanked Gwen around the corner to slam her into the wall, pressing her body against her pinning her arms above her head giving her an aggressive kiss. The blonde drummer let the smaller bassist take control while she saved her strength, still breathless from eating MJ out so hard.
Glory and MJ headed straight for the bed, fooling around with each other while watching the sexy couple out the corner of their eye. Eager to enjoy her girlfriend Glory relieved MJ of her bra before shoving her onto the mattress. "I could stare at you for hours" she whispered marvelling at the young woman.
"I'd rather spend that time fucking your brains out" MJ retorted leaning up on her elbows, beckoning her over with two very hungry eyes. The dark skinned beauty leapt on top of her and began making out with her passionately, fondling her naked body with her hands grabbing whatever she could reach. MJ did likewise, rocking her hips against her rubbing their pussies together. She was still sensitive from what Gwen had done to her resulting in her climaxing prematurely, her breathing laboured. "You know what, I have a better idea" she said pushing Glory away. Glory curiously followed her lead as they crawled up to the head of the bed, sitting up with their backs against the headboard. With little coaxing Glory was lead to sit between MJ's legs with her back pressed against her breast, her arms wrapped around her comfortingly.
"This is perfect" Glory said after getting comfortable snuggling up to the redhead. She looked down as MJ dipped her hand lower till her fingers were brushing between her thighs, coaxing her legs open so she could gain access to her sex. "What are you going to do with me?"
"Enjoy the show" she replied, kissing her neck while looking out across the bedroom where they could both watch their friends make love.
Pinned up against the wall Gwen was at the mercy of Elizabeth Brant. Her wrists were trapped above her head while her body was under attack from her naughty mouth, starting at her neck and running along both breasts. She sucked on her nipples feverishly making Gwen moan loudly. When she looked over her shoulder they found MJ and Glory watching them intently while pleasuring themselves, treating them like a live sex show. "I think this might actually be a turn on for me" Betty whispered.
"What?" Gwen asked biting her bottom lip.
"Having an audience. I always fantasied about doing it somewhere public."
Gwen shot her a coy smile. "Glory told me about another one of your fantasies" she said.
Betty looked at her nervously, her gaze narrowing. "Did she?" She asked. Gwen replied by summoning her costume around her. Betty now had ghost spider pinned to the wall. "That back stabbing…" she hissed before breaking into a broad grin. "I love her."
Gwen smiled under her mask, pulling it up to her nose so she could make out with Betty as she pulled them towards the bed. They removed the last of her underwear so she was completely naked, keeping Gwen in her full costume as she got to live her biggest fantasy.
"You're idea?" MJ whispered in Glory's ear.
"Maybe" she replied, closing her eyes enjoying the way she was being fingered in her seat. MJ pumped two fingers into her snatch while rubbing the clit with her thumb, making her break out in Goosebumps.
Gwen had to admit having kissing Betty in her costume was pretty sexy. It was like she was experiencing the girl as two separate people. First as Gwen, then as Ghost spider. The best of both. Betty asked her to keep the mask on but insisted on having her suck her tits. Gwen was happy to oblige, kneading them with her hands. They felt so soft she wanted to play with them all night. Betty lay back on the bed savouring the sight of Spider woman pleasuring her, the little fan girl inside her jumping for joy. The next thing she knew Gwen was dipping lower soon to be kissing her moist sex. Her heart leapt as she felt her lips make contact.
"No, wait. Not there" she said changing her mind. Gwen backed off worried she'd done something wrong, but Betty quickly kissed her on the lips. "I want you" she explained, grabbing her suit at her crotch and ripping it open revealing her dripping sex. "I want you on me" she mumbled positioning herself between Gwen's legs, hooking her foot over her shoulder grinding her pussy against hers.
Gwen caught on quickly, biting her lip nervously as she rubbed against her, scissoring the girl awkwardly. They soon found their rhythm, grinding against one another staring into the others eyes. Their chests rose and fell with each breath, occasionally leaning forward to kiss until the heat started building. "Oh fuck me" Gwen gasped falling onto her back, pressing her sticky finger against the sheets pushing her hips against Betty. Betty grabbed her leg and rode her like a cowgirl moaning frantically on the edge just as much. Their pussies slapped together noisily until the both cried out in orgasm, falling together in a heap heaving breathlessly while casually making out.
"Oh yes. Oh god I'm cumming" Glory whispered reaching the end of her tether as MJ thrust three fingers into her like a piston until she squirted all over her hand. She fell against her warm body grinning broadly, panting softly sucking her juices of MJ's hand as she cradled her.
"Best show ever" MJ beamed stroking Glory's hair watching the hot couple on the bed in front of them.
Cum leaked all over the bed from four distinct sources, staining the sheets while the girls all playfully mingled with one another basking in the afterglow. Betty worshiped Gwen's face, pulling her mask up to pepper her with kisses. This was a dream come true, being able to make love with her fantasy idol in costume. "What else can your suit do?" She asked playfully.
Gwen opened her eyes and bit her bottom lip. What could her suit do? She'd been dying to experiment with the symbiote capabilities for ages, beyond tentacle fucking herself. She glanced over at the others who were looking at her curiously. "There is something I wanted to try" she said nervously.
MJ was intrigued, crawling over Glory to join her, prying Betty off the sexy blonde hero to give her an inquisitive stare. "Really? Maybe you can try it on me."
"Hey, I was here first!" Betty told her pushing her away.
"Play nice ladies" Glory interrupted, ever the diplomat. She hooked an arm around them both and kissed them aggressively, silencing their argument. "I'm sure Gwen would be kind enough to experiment with all of us. Right hun?"
Three pairs of eyes all turned to her. Heat rushed to Gwen's face as she was put on the spot, butterflies in her stomach. "I don't know" she replied hesitantly. "I…I haven't really done this before, so…" without saying a word they all reached over and took her hand, leaning in to kiss her on the lips one by one. A sign that they trusted her. The show of confidence was enough. "Okay. Um…everyone turn around. Please?"
With a shared giggle all three of them did as they were instructed, shuffling around until their backs were to Gwen kneeling side by side shoulder to shoulder. Glory sat in the middle. On her right sat Betty. On her left MJ. With no way of knowing what Gwen had planned they were left waiting in anticipation. First they felt her hands on them, rubbing their backs and shoulders gently pressing against them asking them to drop to their elbows. "Is this going to be kinky? Do we need blindfolds?" MJ asked.
"Blindfolds are hot" Betty giggled. "And handcuffs."
"Take your time Gwen" Glory told her looking over her shoulder. "No pressure, okay?"
"Okay" she replied, still nervous but feeling a little more confident. Kneeling behind them Gwen had a perfect view of each of their bare asses and exposed pussies, each dripping with fluids. She licked her lips wanting to taste each of them one by one. But she resisted, instead pulling down her mask so she was in full costume. Somehow being ghost spider at this moment was sexier than being pain Gwen Stacy. And it gave her the confidence boost to command her suit the way she intended.
Sitting in the centre Glory was the first to get Gwen's full attention. Her first trail run so to speak. She shivered when she felt Gwen's gloved hands touch her skin and rubbed her hips affectionately. She sighed in content, enjoying how good they felt, liked how her fingers stuck to her skin in her sensitive places. "Oh Gwen…" she sighed relaxing to her touch, until she felt something new rub against her backside. "Oh Gwen?" She gasped as something thick and slimy rubbed between her cheeks. Glory was a smart women. She realized what Gwen had made from her suit. She nearly orgasmed. "Oh Gwen" She moaned feeling the thick cock dip lower teasing her anus, then dropping further to press against her pussy lips. Her fingers curled into the sheets as Gwen's hands moved into position at her waist. "Oh Gwen!" She cried as the phallus slid into her well lubricated vagina.
Gwen's symbiote cock sank effortlessly into Glory's body, swallowing her down to the base as her hips thrust forward. Her and the suit shared a link meaning Gwen could feel her inner muscles wrap around her like it was the real thing. She moaned behind her mask as pleasure filled her senses, a micro orgasm escaping her crotch to be soaked up in the suit. Could my suit feed off my cum? She pondered. A question for later. She reluctantly pulled back out of Glory slowly, dragging her cock back until the tip remained inside her. Then, taking a firm grip of her hips, she thrust back in. The second time was even more incredible. Is this what being a guy feels like? No wonder they always want to fuck us.
Glory was the first to experience Gwen's newfound love for dogging. Though she was not unfamiliar with using strap-one and dildos in the bedroom this fake cock was something entirely new to her. It felt so real, acting like the real thing. Every inch of her erupted into pleasure as she moaned in wonder. "Oh yes, right there. Go deeper! Yes!" She cried as Gwen fell into a steady pace, pounding into her from behind. Either side of her MJ and Betty looked back and saw what Gwen was fucking her with, there mouths watering and eyes wide. But it was clear they were impatient about getting their turn.
Either by spider-sense or instinct Gwen theorized she'd have a mutiny if she waited any longer. So to quell their fears she let go of Glory's hips, still rocking her own into her, and reached over to tease both their pussies. That seemed to satisfy the pair of them for the moment as they leaked all over her fingers. But a fresh new idea popped into her head and her suit followed her lead as tendrils grew out of her wrists to slither into their waiting entrances.
"Holy shit!" Both MJ and Betty screamed as they were penetrated, their head whipping back to cry out in ecstasy with smiles on their faces. Now Gwen was fucking all three women at once with symbiotic cocks made from her suit, two from her hands and one from her hips. Watching the way they rocked back and forth begging for more made Gwen practically gush with need. She was getting so turned on from watching them get fucked from behind she wished she could join them. So she did, summoning another tentacle from the base of her spine to fuck her in the ass. "Oh fuck me" she whispered under her breath as it thrust into her anus just the way she licked it, shoving her hips forward driving further into Glory.
The three pronged doggy fuck went on until each of the three girls climaxed, each gushing around the fake cocks dripping onto the sheets. Then at MJ's insistence she begged for Gwen to continue. She the hero continued to fuck them through two more sets of orgasms, each arriving one after the other in a chorus of moans and screams leaving them panting and sweating and eager for more. Gwen thrust her hips into it, pushing her palms against them as her tentacles thrust and twisted into their holes. She felt them clench around her with each climax, felt their passion as it intensified her own. She was getting drunk on their pleasure, drunk on her own. She felt her own finale building, her energy reserves dwindling. How long had she been fucking them? Ten minutes? Ten hours?
"I'm going to cum!" She moaned, the tendril in her ass feeling very thick and heavy pushing into her faster.
"Me too" Betty grunted, her glasses askew on her face.
"Me three" MJ shuddered clutching the bedsheets.
"Cum…cum with…us…Gwen" Glory gasped burning her head in her elbow. Her pussy was alight and she could feel her stomach bulge from where the thick cock pushed against her cervix. She couldn't hold on any longer. This would end her, the thin line between pleasure and pain getting thinner. "On…three" she whined.
Gwen nodded frantically, along with the others. "Okay. One…"
"Two..."
THREE!" they all shouted as they all let go at the same time.
The bedroom exploded with the sounds of ecstasy as all four of them released their juices into one another. MJ, Betty and Glory all clenched around the slick cocks buried inside them as they gushed juices over everything like waterfalls. Even Gwen squeezed the tentacle stuck up her own ass. But her suit had one more surprise for them all, absorbing all of Gwen's cum from her orgasm and ejaculating it into the four holes the cocks occupied. The whole band got to experience the sensation of feeling Gwen's white hot cum fill their bodies, flooding their pussies and Gwen's anal cavity. Gwen was rendered speechless as she got a good dose of her own cum, her back arching as she supplied the rest of her tank to fill up the rest of her friends. They all moaned taking the payloads gratefully.
When the orgasms subsided everyone was left weak and exhausted, collapsing into a heap on the bed side by side. Glory fell onto her front after slipping off the thick cock, the combined juices falling out of her gaping entrance. MJ rolled to her side facing the dark skinned girl, her eyelids heavy. Betty mirrored her falling onto her back staring up at the ceiling, her glasses falling off her face. A deflated Gwen hovered momentarily as her suit retracted back into her skin, leaving the naked girl to fall down atop her friends collapsing between Betty and Glory resting against Betty's shoulder. They were all covered in sweat and cum, all shivering with pleasure. All of them were exhausted.
"We should've invited you over ages ago" MJ muttered resting her head on her arm.
"Yeah" Gwen replied sleepily, nuzzling against Betty using her breast as a cushion.
"Best gig ever" Betty mumbled resting her chin on Gwens head, wrapping her arm around her. Glory was already unconscious, leaving the rest of them to doze off in a haze of satisfaction.
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