Kitty Love

Chapter II

It's a mild spring afternoon on the streets of New York as I swing from skycraper to skycraper, my mind seemingly completely free. Its been like this for quite some time...well...at least since my "incident" with Black Cat. As my mind begins to wander back to the other night, I recall how gorgeous and sexy she looked with her lips wrapped around my aroused length, and not soon after, I feel myself protruding against my skin tight pants. With no crime in sight I get ready to make a quick stop and relieve myself of my perverted memories when I hear an alarm beginning to wail in the distance. I give up on the idea of making a quick stop, and am off to fight off the "baddies", arousal and all.
As I peek around the corner of the door, I, both fortunately and unfortunately, see Black Cat acting as the cause of the alarm.
"Great," I say under my breath, as I hope she is unable to see my erection, though I know she will.
I wait just above the exit until she makes her escape, and as she extends her hand to fire her grappling hook, I fire a web shot, tying both of her hands together. I quickly swing down, grabbing her by the waist, and carry her off as I websling my way through Manhattan.
"Spider, I was wondering when you'd finally show," she says, with a mix of irritation and seduction in her voice.
"Well if you keep trying to steal from people, you know I have to stop you."
As I swing through the city with the use of only one hand, I can't help but let my erection show, as several times it collides with her backside.
"Oooooh Spider, I see you're happy to see me...but don't worry, I'm quite happy to see you as well," she says, as my erection drifts between her leather incased cheeks.
I promptly land on the nearest rooftop, releasing her from my grip, and quickly turning and walking away, shielding my arousal from her sight.
"Ya know, being all tied up isn't something I do too much...though I suppose you could talk me into it," she purrs.
I continue walking, trying not to get engulfed by any of her seductive techniques.
"C'Mon Spider!" she says, as she runs after me and hooks her web bound wrists around my waist, mere centimeters away from the base of my throbbing length. "Do you know how hot and bothered I get being around you? You can't just tease a horny girl's ass with your cock and then leave her high and dry...so to speak," as she tries to persuade me, I feel her fingers dancing lightly over the tip of my length, caressing it through my tights. As her fingers serve their purpose to heighten my arousal, I suddenly take in a heavenly aroma...her arousal. "If I don't cum soon, I'm gonna go crazy, and I don't think my fingers, no matter how talented they are, are going to be sufficient today. Remember, I sucked you off when you needed it, now all I'm asking is the same in return...who knows, maybe you'll get more out of it than you think."
Maybe its the smell of her arousal, or the feeling of wanting more that she left after her hands departed from my length, but something inside me wants to give her exactly what she needs, and even more than what she asked for. I rip the webbing from her wrists and lift her up with one arm, her hands clutching around my neck and her waist resting just upon my swollen manhood. I suggest we seek another place to do this, and she tells me exactly where to go. We swing for a good 10 minutes across New York's skyline, staring into each others eyes and providing mutual pleasure through our grinding privates, until we reached a seemingly abandoned warehouse by the docks. She leads me in through the only available entrance, a window high above the city streets. Once we are inside its shocking to find what seems to be a cozy hideout, complete with a massive amount of furniture.
"You like?" She asks, "It's a furniture warehouse and I just decided to make myself cozy until they ship all this stuff out next month."
"Yeah...its nice..."
"Well, as much as I'd love to share my decorating thoughts with you," she says, as she hops onto the pink sheeted bed, "I'd much rather prepare for our...'adventure'. But I could use your help undressing, I think I'm too wet to get out of this leather all by myself."
I quickly jump over to the bed, positioning myself just over her, my protruding manhood so close to her leather covered pussy that I can feel her warmth already. I decide I've teased her enough already, and begin to slowly unravel her clothing, via her long zipper. At first all that is revealed is more cleavage...certainly not a bad thing...and then slowly I see her rock hard abs...followed by a puffy patch of silver pubic hair. The zipper refuses to go any lower, halting my southern journey for the time being. She slowly sits up and slips her arms out of the top of the leather outfit, revealing a pair of succulent, creamy breasts, as well as their respective stiff, rose colored nipples. As I pull the top part of her outfit out from under her, she rolls backwards, propping herself up on her shoulders and pointing her lower body towards the air. The instructions are clear as I begin to pull the rest of her outfit away from her creamy center, and off of her legs. Once her entire outfit is removed she lays flat once again on the bed, spreading her legs as much as possible. I finally gaze upon her delicious labia, liquids literally flowing out of it and into an increasingly large puddle on the sheets. I quickly lift my mask up over my nose, and dive mouth first into a delicious ocean.
I use my two index fingers to spread her beautiful folds, allowing my tongue full access and letting an excessive amount of her womanly juices into my mouth. Her wonderful taste only serves to encourage my feast upon her pussy, and her loud moans serve as all the gratitude I need. Soon my fingers join the fray, thrusting in and out opposite my tongue, insuring she has constant pleasure. It isn't long before her legs hold my neck in place as she lets out an earth-shaking moan, her fluids spraying like a guizer into my mouth as her pussy convulses wildly. Once she has finally finished her long-awaited orgasm, her legs fall back to the bed, and while she is still for a few moments, I return to the task of lapping up as much of her girl cum as possible.
Once she has regained some of her energy, she pulls me away from her sticky thighs and her luscious lips meet my own, which are glistening with her own juices. Her tongue penetrates my mouth, and along with swapping spit, I also end up passing her own juices into her mouth, though she doesn't seem to have an issue with the taste.
"Now I know that cock of yours must be aching for some action," she says as she pulls away, "And I certainly do not have a problem with giving it wait it wants."
She reaches for the top of my tights, slowly pulling them down, revealing my, now overjoyed, manhood. She slowly lowers her head down to the tip of my length, and begins to wander her eyes over it, as if inspecting it. With my cock directed straight towards her mouth, she slowly parts her lips, just enough to let her tongue wriggle through, and leans it with it. Her touch is so light as the tip of her tongue carries the drop of pre-cum from the tip of my length back to her mouth, leaving only a strand of cum connecting the two. It takes every bit of will in my body not to lose it there, the thought of a cum-stained Black Cat proving to be quite a powerful image.
"Well Spider, as tasty as your cock has proven to be in my mouth...I think it will do us both a world of good if we try it between my other lips," she says as she desperately attempts to clean all my juices off of her tongue.
I can only nod in approval, all the words I once knew completely replaced by total pleasure.
She lies herself back down on the bed, once again spreading her legs to reveal a wonderfully beautiful sight to me. I loosely grab my shaft and begin to guide it into her parted lips, nearly cumming once again as soon as I feel her intense warmth and tightness. As I drive myself deeper within, her face is filled with total bliss. When I have sheathed my entire length inside of her, I stop, and she quickly rolls me over onto my back and begins to set the pace herself. I can't help myself as my hands roam up and grab her bulbous breasts, though it doesn't seem like she minds. As she slams her pussy up and down my cock, I squeeze her breasts and roll her nipples. The smells of our combined sexes are everywhere, and only serve to heighten both of our arousals. Over the moans and groans you can hardly hear the slaps of wet flesh on wet flesh as Black Cat quickens the pace. Her moans suddenly increase drastically in volume, and peak as she stops moving up and leaves herself impaled on my length. Suddenly, every muscle in her pussy contracts around me all at once, pushing me over the edge and sending spurt after spurt of hot creamy cum deep into her as she covers my already drenched manhood in even more girl cum. She collapses onto me, her breasts rubbing against my chest and her mouth conveniently landing on mine. We quickly fall asleep, lips locked, with my limp cock still inside her, at the wrong side of the bed.