A Spider's Web

As she blew him, he couldn't help but compare her style to Mary Jane's. Cat was not a vigorous one, opting for style and smooth motions, tactical advances of her lips and tongue to make up for the speed and vitality that other girls, like Mary Jane, used. Mary Jane, as stated, was the opposite. Sure she liked to tease and play with the cock before finally taking it, but when she did, did she ever suck like a pro, bobbing and weaving, faster and faster until you came like a garden hose. However, he couldn't pit which one was better than the other. It was like comparing Star Wars to Lord of the Rings. Both had their strengths and weaknesses, but both gave you a good nerd-gasm, and these girls gave the regular kind of orgasm. Speaking of...

"Ah shit! Cat, Cat I'm gonna come!" he managed out. With Mary Jane, he usually doesn't have the second thought to warn her, but she liked to swallow, so she didn't mind, and could read him like a book anyway, so she would see it coming. So could Black Cat, feeling the veins pulsate and the cupped balls pull up. Unlike Mary Jane, she would not swallow. Instead she pulled out the cock and quickly aimed it at her chest, shaking her head to move her hair off her shoulders to avoid splash damage to her well kept hair. The web slinger's white fluid spilled upon her chest with great abundance, laying down a good helping of cum ontop of and between her breasts. A heavy drop rolled down her middle and a clawed finger scooped it back up to be sucked off her finger. Giving that finger a pop like she had his cock, she smiled.

Standing, without words, she began to peel off her suit. Already unzipped, she pulled it down off her arms and then pushed the remaining covering down her long and strong legs, pulling her feet out of her fur laced stilletoes and stood before him as a sexual goddess. Her body was no mystery having given her suit and how much it showed, but like before, it was much better to see her in the flesh than just the outline of her form. Her nipples were hard as diamonds, standing proud upon her breasts, which did not sag in the least despite their size. She knew he would guess they were fake, but he would know better soon enough. Bare hands began to massage said tits, working the cum against her skin like a lotion, she moaning as she locked eyes with him.

Spidey couldn't believe the sight. This beautiful woman, this criminal, was treating his jizz, HIS, like it was a precious substance! He gulped again and licked his lips slightly. He reached up to pull his mask up to expose his mouth again, wanting to suck on those tits like a starving babe, but she stopped him.

"I said keep the mask on, Spidey," she said without reason as to why, and he wouldn't ask, lest he ensue some rage from her and she walk out on that moment, though she doubted she could see a reason to leave him now. She was hornier than he at this point. "Lay back," she again said simply, pointing to the ground to be extra clear what she wanted him to do.

Again without question he did as she wanted. He laid back onto the gravel, the dirt and rock pressing into his back, but he didn't mind really. His mind was focused on other things. He as he watched her sway her hips, her breasts hopping ever so slightly as she approached, he noticed his cock was still hard and he was thankful for that. His youthful stamina allowed him to get a hard on soon after climax, but then any man could probably do the same when faced with a naked Black Cat. As she aimed herself over him, staring down at him with a proud smile, he finally managed to find words. "Um...I don't exactly keep a...you know...on me," he nervously admitted. He had just gotten a blow job and he couldn't say "condom" in front of her.

She smiled and shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure your Spidey-Sense will tell you when it's safe to pull out," she replied with a wink. It really didn't work that way, and he would be hard pressed to pull out when she was on top, but again he wouldn't argue, in fact she started to make sense. With no more interruptions, the busty ivory headed burglar began to lower herself once more, onto his cock this time. Bare knees touched the concrete roof but she did not mind. Most likely they would get scraped up and she would need to bandage them after tonight, but it could be worse, she could be in Spidey's position, his back and ass about to get the treatment her knees wore. Giggling at the thought, she reached down and gripped his hard cock, though a bit softer than before. To get it harder, she rubbed the head against her lips, teasing herself more than him. As she felt the familiar steel solidness of the tool, she lowered her shaved pussy onto him.

She was tight, like a vice, and warm as a summer's noon. His hands instinctively went up to her hips to rest comfortably. He knew she was in control, so he would not try to maneuver her, and he would be thankful he didn't either, as he soon found that Black Cat not only used her agility and grace to rob banks, but she could move her hips in ways that a normal woman never could.

Her hips swayed in a dance all her own, her ass rubbing against his thighs as she did. A hand brace against his stomach as she moaned loudly, using the maneuver to have his cock hit all the places he couldn't by his own direction. Her other hand reached down and grabbed one of his own from her hips and planted it on her large breast. She moaned louder as he strong palm pressed against her nipple, covering it like a shield. This caused her to vary her movements, becoming unpredictable to him but to her she was moving with a set dance that she had mastered for herself.

With his hand invited to her breast, his other would follow to cup the other one as best it could. Their size was too large to grip it all, and as he squeezed, her tit flesh flowed between his fingers. He tweaked and pulled on her nipples to her joy, getting moans and groans in a throaty manner as she now began to bounce as well as ground onto him. Whenever his hips would buck up, she would force them back down with her hand just above his pelvic region and her powerful hips. He would get his chance to dominate, but not yet.

She writhed and ground and bounced upon him, her breasts kept in hold by him. One hand planted on him and the other now reached to rub her cute little clit. Her arms pressed close together forced her tits together as well, creating a powerful cleavage to which Spiderman would stare at intently. She started to wail with her moans and shudders, but the city would not hear it over the sound of traffic and such, which only led her to get louder and louder. Soon her stomach felt that tightening and she pulled herself all the way up until just the head was in her, and then shot herself back down hard and fast; thankfully her skill allowed her to go straight down and not bend poor Spidey's cock. The moment she hit his hips she came, her pussy forcing around him like a vice. After coating his cock in her honey, she moved to let him slip out, still hard, and crawled over him. Her breasts hit against his face and her pussy was directly above his face as she did. She continued this on past him, moving just like a cat, until she reached the edge of the building and stood up, bracing her hands against the edge. She gave that 'come fuck me' stare again, over her shoulder, hair complimenting her face as it rained down from her head, and she shook her as slowly at him, beckoning him over.

Needing no words, Spiderman stood. His cock bounced as he walked over, and his eyes scanned the area for on lookers. He peered over the edge of the building. They were high up enough that no one should notice them, on a building no one would care to gander up upon, but low down enough that if anyone was quiet enough, they would hear them. How thrilling! He stared down at her plump ass and noticed the tribal tattoo that started from one side of her ass and pulled down towards between them and off to the other side, the ink just above the cheeks and going over the tail bone. As he looked upon her ass, he couldn't help but wonder if he could...no, she wouldn't let him do that, would she? He was well lubricated, thanks to her, so maybe...As he wondered, he noticed her look back over her shoulder again and give him his answer. She nodded in agreement, knowing what she wanted, and braced herself for it. Just to be thorough, he reached down and pushed two fingers into her pussy to get some more juice on his digits. Taking the index and middle finger, wet from her, he got her puckered ass hole wet and lubed for his entrance. He had never done this before, Mary Jane refusing, and he never being that interested in it anyway. But, if you're gonna cheat on your wife, might as well do any taboo you can, right? Everything wet that needed to be, he began to push into her ass, and it was a much harder fit than her pussy, of course. She wailed out in pleasurable pain as he dug his cock into her, going deeper and deeper until finally he hit the hilt of his cock. He worked it slow, at first, gripping her hips to steady her, to get a good feel for her and let her get used to the visitor. After a few minutes of slow fucking, he began to pick up the pace.

She whimpered loudly from the roof top, the people below unaware of the super hero fuck fest going up above them. Her breasts swung more and more with his increasingly thrusts and she knew they would be sore later, but she didn't care. She began to moan and scream as he did exactly what she wanted without her having to ask/tell. His palm slapped against her plump ass cheek, the sound resonating along with her surprised but pleased gasp. A face to match the sound as she turned her head to look at him, letting him know she liked that, and he continued.

Her ass was much tighter than her pussy, and perhaps a bit warmer, he couldn't tell, but he did prefer her slit rather than her hole. All the same, he continued to pound away and spank at his leisure. Getting into it, a hand reached forward to grab her shoulder to keep her from thrusting too far forward and he fucked her even harder. Over and over he pounded his cock into her, like a jackhammer with that Spidey strength and speed, though having to keep a tab on it as not to break anything. She was still human, after all, and years of fucking MJ taught him how to keep himself from going from human strength to super hero to a point that it caused pain.

Her hand reached down and began to rub her pussy, frigging herself with her middle and ring finger as the thumb worked the clit. As she screamed for Spiderman, she came a second time and coated her fingers in her pussy juice again, pulling them up to suck them clean as the remainder dribbled down her thighs. Spiderman would come soon as well, not pulling out in time and emptying his load into her; she loved it. She had a part of him now inside of her. Plus, it was in her ass, so there was no risk of pregnancy, and she doubted a clean cut guy like Spiderman would carry any STDs.

As he came down from his second climax, his cock soft now, his eyes peered open and the smile on his face faded as he noticed the time was now 1 AM. They had been fucking for a good 2 hours! My how time flies when, well, you know. He pulled out and scrambled to get his suit back on. "I'm really sorry, Cat, but I have to go. I'm very late!"

She was disappointed he wouldn't be able to stay for more, but she accepted. Walking over, she smiled. "You sound like the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland. Well, rabbit, let me give you something". With that she dragged her fingernail against his chest, leaving a scratch just between his pecks. He winced in pain and then looked at her strangely. Smiling, she explained that, "This way, you'll always remember me, and that I own you now, Spidey." The words would shake him to his core, and she would kiss his wound before going to let him finish dressing.

He was worried now, running worse case scenarios in his head, along with those of the worry that Mary Jane would be incredibly pissed with him, so he rushed all the more to get dressed again. "We'll do this again sometime!" he called out foolishly as he swung away, hitting himself mentally as he said that, promising her that they would join in another romantic tryst. Although Spidey loathed himself for saying that, it warmed Cat's heart.

Moments later, Spiderman finally returned home, landing upon his apartment balcony and looking in the window to the dark bedroom. Sighing, he knew now that Mary Jane had given up on waiting and went to sleep. He felt terrible. Pulling off his mask, he sulked into the home through the window, tossing the mask upon the bed. In worry, he ran his fingers through his hair and pulled his head back in wonder what he would do next. Just then, the lights flipped on near the bed and his attention went to a very awake Mary Jane.

She was knelt upon the bed, his mask in one hand, her other on her thigh. A red nightie grace her model form as a Spiderman bra and panty set covered her privates. She gave a smile similar to Black Cat's as she saw him. She was obviously ready and rearing to go and unaware that Spiderman was beat from before. Either way, she delivered the line that always got her her way with him. "Face it, tiger. You just hit the jackpot."