Who knew finding a wall crawling superhero would be so difficult.
Standing atop the rooftop the amazing Spider-Man was supposed to be, you scour the skyline looking for any hints to his whereabouts. It's at this point you spot activity on a neighbouring roof, but not the sort you hoped for. A short hop brought you closer to find two figures, both female, conversing in hushed tones as you approach.
"Come on Felicia" the redhead clad in a tight costume hummed as she stepped closer to the white haired woman in leather. "You must have thought about it just once. All the time we knew each other. All that time spent with Peter.."
"MJ, enough!" The cat burglar protested. "What's gotten into you?"
"Maybe I'm just taking your advice. Living in the moment."
"Stop it! You're a married woman. And someone might..mphf!" Her protests were cut short when the stunning redhead shoved herself into her body, latching her lips into hers to muffle them in a kiss. Felicia was powerless to stop her as she pressed her palms into her chest, massaging the large tits underneath the tight leather jumpsuit. The way the young super heroine forced herself upon her prey made you hesitate before clearing your throat.
"Who are you?" MJ asked startled, leaving the black cat immediately.
"Sorry to interrupt" you apologize. "I was looking for your husband, but he clearly isn't here."
"No, he isn't" She sighed. "He never is these days, and it's frustrating. But maybe you can help me. Then maybe I can help you?"
You take a moment to compose yourself, an odd feeling of how this conversation is about to go playing through your head. "Help you how?"
Before you can object, she has lunged up to you and pinned you to the nearby water tower, her hand falling to the conspicuous bulge in your trousers. "A woman has needs. And a lustful wife needs sustenance." She stares into your eyes through her black and white mask with a desperate gaze as her hands swiftly unbuckle your jeans and pull out your cock. "It's been too long with a descent fuck. I need something to take the edge off."
Gripping the back of your head, she pulls you into a lustful embrace as her fingers wrap around your organs and begin to massage it roughly. You have no choice to comply as she gropes and snogs you with a ferocity you'd never seen before. After a while it begins to rather excite you, and you begin responding in kind. While you hands are now caressing the firm body before you, the black costume begins to shift as MJ starts to moan into the kiss. "The hell?" You retreat, slightly freaked out at how alive the costume has become.
"Relax, the symbiotic is harmless as long as I control it" she assures you, pecking your cheek. Then she turns to face Felicia, who has been unsuccessfully trying to subtly touch herself without her noticing. "And it wants some fun of its own."
Felicia sees her predatory gaze and begins to back away, but MJ fires a web and pulls the cat to her side, grabbing her by the waist and shoving her tongue down her throat. Again, Felicia moans in protest, but the costume begins to shift as thin black tendrils rise out of her back and circle the cats limbs. Several wrap around her legs and thighs and lift her into the air as MJ lowers her hands to the tight curve of her ass. "MJ, what are you..?" Felicia stutters as the tendrils begin tearing at the fabric of her jumpsuit, ripping a hole to her soaking wet pussy beneath.
"My, my. Look at you you naughty little alley cat" MJ laughed as the costume contorts around her navel until a large black appendage grows up towards the enticing entrance.
Felicia sees it, and her eyes go wide. As do yours as the new black symbiotic cock slips into the cats core, clause a hug pitched shriek from the feline. "My god, MJ! You're fucking me! Your suit is..."
"Yes! Fuck yes!" The spider screamed as she fucked her friend mercilessly, her suit and body trembling as endless orgasms seem to trigger within her as she pounded her. You watch with heightened fascination, wondering if it was MJ experiencing all the pleasure or if the symbiotic bonded to her was being affected in some way. By the look of it rippling across her body, including her busty chest area, you had to conclude the costume was pleasuring the host about as much as it was fucking the poor cat burglar. Still, you didn't want to be left out any longer.
You step around the screaming pair until you are behind the cat, and without consideration you reach around to grasp her breasts in your palms, massaging them roughly as your growing erection prods her backside. MJ glances back at you as she kneads Felecia's butt cheeks between her fingers. "We can't let you feel left out" she hums, cutting a hole in Felicia's outfit to let you penetrate her ass.
The newly double penetrated cat screams as you both fuck her senseless between you, two cocks pounding her holes relentlessly while voices rise in pitch, waking everybody in the neighbourhood from their slumber. You pound away until you have nothing left, the climax halting your experience but not before giving Felicia an earth shattering orgasm. That in turn seems to set MJ off as she, and her costume, cry out in pleasure before dropping the cat onto the ground.
The three of you collapse upon the rooftop. You hastily do up you trousers as MJs costume returns to normal. Felicia falls to her side and passes out from exhaustion, leaving you with the spider to wait for her husband to return.
Who knew finding a wall crawling superhero would be so difficult.
Standing atop the rooftop the amazing Spider-Man was supposed to be, you scour the skyline looking for any hints to his whereabouts. It's at this point you spot activity on a neighbouring roof, but not the sort you hoped for. A short hop brought you closer to find two figures, both female, conversing in hushed tones as you approach.
"Come on Felicia" the redhead clad in a tight costume hummed as she stepped closer to the white haired woman in leather. "You must have thought about it just once. All the time we knew each other. All that time spent with Peter.."
"MJ, enough!" The cat burglar protested. "What's gotten into you?"
"Maybe I'm just taking your advice. Living in the moment."
"Stop it! You're a married woman. And someone might..mphf!" Her protests were cut short when the stunning redhead shoved herself into her body, latching her lips into hers to muffle them in a kiss. Felicia was powerless to stop her as she pressed her palms into her chest, massaging the large tits underneath the tight leather jumpsuit. The way the young super heroine forced herself upon her prey made you hesitate before clearing your throat.
"Who are you?" MJ asked startled, leaving the black cat immediately.
"Sorry to interrupt" you apologize. "I was looking for your husband, but he clearly isn't here."
"No, he isn't" She sighed. "He never is these days, and it's frustrating. But maybe you can help me. Then maybe I can help you?"
You take a moment to compose yourself, an odd feeling of how this conversation is about to go playing through your head. "Help you how?"
Before you can object, she has lunged up to you and pinned you to the nearby water tower, her hand falling to the conspicuous dampness between your thighs. "A woman has needs. And a lustful wife needs sustenance." She stares into your eyes through her black and white mask with a desperate gaze as her hands swiftly unbuckle your jeans and plunge into your underwear. "It's been too long with a descent fuck. I need something to take the edge off."
Gripping the back of your head, she pulls you into a lustful embrace as her fingers push between your folds into your pussy and begin massaging your clit. You have no choice to comply as she gropes and snogs you with a ferocity you'd never seen before. After a while it begins to rather excite you, and you begin responding in kind. While your hands are now caressing the firm body before you, the black costume begins to shift as MJ starts to moan into the kiss. "The hell?" You retreat, slightly freaked out at how alive the costume has become.
"Relax, the symbiotic is harmless as long as I control it" she assures you, pecking your cheek. Then she turns to face Felicia, who has been unsuccessfully trying to subtly touch herself without her noticing. "And it wants some fun of its own."
Felicia sees her predatory gaze and begins to back away, but MJ fires a web and pulls the cat to her side, grabbing her by the waist and shoving her tongue down her throat. Again, Felicia moans in protest, but the costume begins to shift as thin black tendrils rise out of her back and circle the cats limbs. Several wrap around her legs and thighs and lift her into the air as MJ lowers her hands to the tight curve of her ass. "MJ, what are you..?" Felicia stutters as the tendrils begin tearing at the fabric of her jumpsuit, ripping a hole to her soaking wet pussy beneath.
"My, my. Look at you you naughty little alley cat" MJ laughed as the costume contorts around her navel until a large black appendage grows up towards the enticing entrance.
Felicia sees it, and her eyes go wide. As do yours as the new black symbiotic cock slips into the cats core, clause a hug pitched shriek from the feline. "My god, MJ! You're fucking me! Your suit is..."
"Yes! Fuck yes!" The spider screamed as she fucked her friend mercilessly, her suit and body trembling as endless orgasms seem to trigger within her as she pounded her. You watch with heightened fascination, wondering if it was MJ experiencing all the pleasure or if the symbiote bonded to her was being affected in some way. By the look of it rippling across her body, including her busty chest area, you had to conclude the costume was pleasuring the host about as much as it was fucking the poor cat burglar. Still, you didn't want to be left out any longer.
You step around the screaming pair until you are behind the cat, and without consideration you reach around to grasp her breasts in your palms, massaging them roughly. MJ glances back at you as she kneads Felecia's butt cheeks between her fingers. "We can't let you feel left out" she hums as a thicker tendril forms from her costume and gently pulls your pants and underwear down your thighs before shooting deep into your core. You gasp at the intrusion, rising to your toes before sinking back down onto it as it pumps into you.
Both you and the cat scream as the hot spider woman fucked you both senseless, two cocks pounding your holes relentlessly while voices rise in pitch, waking everybody in the neighbourhood from their slumber. The tendril inside you pounds away until you have nothing left, the climax halting your experience but not before hearing Felicia have an earth shattering orgasm. That in turn seems to set MJ off as she, and her costume, cry out in pleasure before dropping the cat onto the ground, the tendrils easing out of your bodies.
The three of you collapse upon the rooftop. You hastily do up you trousers as MJs costume returns to normal. Felicia falls to her side and passes out from exhaustion, leaving you with the spider to wait for her husband to return.
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