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zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] › Spiderman
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
36,456
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Spiderman, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Solo
Sorry for the wait loyal fans, and sorry if you don't think this chapter is up to par, I was watching hentai when I wrote it.
Chapter 4
Black Cat quickly rises to her feet and wraps her arms around my neck, pressing her large, firm breasts into my bare chest.
"Come on Spider, time to spill it, what is the name that goes with this handsome face?"
"Well...uh...this could take a while, mind if I use the bathroom?" I ask nervously.
"Fine, whatever. You sure know how to show a girl a good time," she says as she turns away and plants herself on the couch.
I quickly walk towards the bathroom, and shut the door.
However, while I may not be available to please Black Cat, I'm sure someone very skillful is tending to her.
"Might as well," she mutters, looking down at her dripping snatch and soaked inner thighs.
She tilts her head back and spreads her creamy thighs as her fingers work their way to their destination. First she gathers some of her juices from her thighs, then guiding her cum-covered fingers into her mouth, sucking off all of the nectar.
"Mmm...perfect."
While her own juices serve as the perfect follow-up to Spider-Man's, she can no longer resist her lower lips, and all attention is diverted to them. She begins by rubbing around her opening with one hand, and then rolling her clit between two fingers, switching between these activities for some time. On the verge of her climax, she stops for a moment, only to start again by thrusting her beautifully manicured fingers into her slit.
She begins to pant heavily, occasionally letting out a moan or two. Her eyes squint and her face is completely red. Her platinum lockes are soaked with sweat, along with the rest of her body, while her patch of hair, as well as anything in that region, is soaked with girl cum. Her thrusts begin to pick up speed, cum almost being forced out of her pussy by the great power of her thrusts. Soon her moans are becoming louder and happening more often, and suddenly, one great moan is released, her muscles tighten, particularly those inside her pussy, and her fingers begin to slow their pace. Once her fingers stop moving, she picks up her head and slowly opens her eyes, raising her hand to her face for examination.
What she sees is her right hand, completely covered in her cum. Soon her thick fluids are beginning to drip from her hand, while her fingers still remain connected via large strands between them. Looking to quickly clean off her hand without too much trouble, she begins to suck the fluids off her fingers, one-by-one, like a child eating a messy snack...correction, a very messy snack. After her fingers have been cleansed of her cum, she using one, large, lick up the center of her palm to finish her cleaning.
After regaining the use of her others senses, she looks around and notices the door to the bathroom, still shut.
"God damn Spider, what the hell could he be doing that's taking him so long!"
She marches over to the bathroom and pulls the door open, revealing me, in my Spider-Man outfit, save for my mask.
"What do you think you're doing? You can't leave until you tell me who you are!"
"Sorry Cat, maybe some other time," I say, pulling on my mask.
I quickly open the tall bathroom window and dive out of the building.
"Wait, Spider!" she yells, looking over the balcony as I swing away, "Son of a bitch," she mutters as she slides down the wall, sitting depressed, and nude, in her bathroom.
Two nights later...
Having just finished my patrol, I quickly change into my "normal" clothes and try to finish what I started two days ago, searching the web for any connection between Felicia Hardy and the Black Cat, or anything that should make me believe what Black Cat told me. All of the information that I've found says that everything Black Cat has told me is true, which means she is Felicia Hardy, or shes done as much research as I have. However, one thing she told me hasn't been proven as of yet. She told me her father was a Cat burglar, but there's no record of it anywhere, so either he never was...or he was too good to ever be caught.
Suddenly there's a knock on the door and I quickly close out all of the windows on my computer. I walk over and open the door to see a ruby-haired goddess standing in my doorway.
"Evenin', Tiger."
"Mary Jane, what are you doing here?" I ask as she pushes her way past me and into my apartment.
"Well," she sits on my bed, "Ever since I told you that you didn't pay enough attention to me, you did the opposite of what I wanted you to do, you stop paying attention to me all together."
"Huh?" I sit down beside her with a puzzling look on my face, "I do not understand women."
"Here, let me spell it out nice and easy for you," she says as she turns to me and embraces me in a lip-lock. As our tongues tangle, she takes my hands off of her waist and moves them to her firm breasts. I give them a gentle squeeze, and she moans into my mouth, though our lips never becoming separated.
Suddenly I feel my Spider Sense going crazy, and my eyes open wide as I see none other than the Black Cat swing through my open window into my apartment.
"Seems I finally found you Spider, or should I say, Peter Parker," she says in a bold tone, "well what have we here, seems like you found yourself a play thing while I was gone.
"Spider-Man? Black Cat? What the hell is going on?" exclaims Mary Jane.
"Don't worry, all will be explained in due time. Ya know Spider, I was just planning to drop by for a quick...session, but with the way your girlfriend has been eyeing these things," she says as she pushes her breasts higher, enhancing her wonderous cleavage, "maybe we can all have some fun."
Solo
Sorry for the wait loyal fans, and sorry if you don't think this chapter is up to par, I was watching hentai when I wrote it.
Chapter 4
Black Cat quickly rises to her feet and wraps her arms around my neck, pressing her large, firm breasts into my bare chest.
"Come on Spider, time to spill it, what is the name that goes with this handsome face?"
"Well...uh...this could take a while, mind if I use the bathroom?" I ask nervously.
"Fine, whatever. You sure know how to show a girl a good time," she says as she turns away and plants herself on the couch.
I quickly walk towards the bathroom, and shut the door.
However, while I may not be available to please Black Cat, I'm sure someone very skillful is tending to her.
"Might as well," she mutters, looking down at her dripping snatch and soaked inner thighs.
She tilts her head back and spreads her creamy thighs as her fingers work their way to their destination. First she gathers some of her juices from her thighs, then guiding her cum-covered fingers into her mouth, sucking off all of the nectar.
"Mmm...perfect."
While her own juices serve as the perfect follow-up to Spider-Man's, she can no longer resist her lower lips, and all attention is diverted to them. She begins by rubbing around her opening with one hand, and then rolling her clit between two fingers, switching between these activities for some time. On the verge of her climax, she stops for a moment, only to start again by thrusting her beautifully manicured fingers into her slit.
She begins to pant heavily, occasionally letting out a moan or two. Her eyes squint and her face is completely red. Her platinum lockes are soaked with sweat, along with the rest of her body, while her patch of hair, as well as anything in that region, is soaked with girl cum. Her thrusts begin to pick up speed, cum almost being forced out of her pussy by the great power of her thrusts. Soon her moans are becoming louder and happening more often, and suddenly, one great moan is released, her muscles tighten, particularly those inside her pussy, and her fingers begin to slow their pace. Once her fingers stop moving, she picks up her head and slowly opens her eyes, raising her hand to her face for examination.
What she sees is her right hand, completely covered in her cum. Soon her thick fluids are beginning to drip from her hand, while her fingers still remain connected via large strands between them. Looking to quickly clean off her hand without too much trouble, she begins to suck the fluids off her fingers, one-by-one, like a child eating a messy snack...correction, a very messy snack. After her fingers have been cleansed of her cum, she using one, large, lick up the center of her palm to finish her cleaning.
After regaining the use of her others senses, she looks around and notices the door to the bathroom, still shut.
"God damn Spider, what the hell could he be doing that's taking him so long!"
She marches over to the bathroom and pulls the door open, revealing me, in my Spider-Man outfit, save for my mask.
"What do you think you're doing? You can't leave until you tell me who you are!"
"Sorry Cat, maybe some other time," I say, pulling on my mask.
I quickly open the tall bathroom window and dive out of the building.
"Wait, Spider!" she yells, looking over the balcony as I swing away, "Son of a bitch," she mutters as she slides down the wall, sitting depressed, and nude, in her bathroom.
Two nights later...
Having just finished my patrol, I quickly change into my "normal" clothes and try to finish what I started two days ago, searching the web for any connection between Felicia Hardy and the Black Cat, or anything that should make me believe what Black Cat told me. All of the information that I've found says that everything Black Cat has told me is true, which means she is Felicia Hardy, or shes done as much research as I have. However, one thing she told me hasn't been proven as of yet. She told me her father was a Cat burglar, but there's no record of it anywhere, so either he never was...or he was too good to ever be caught.
Suddenly there's a knock on the door and I quickly close out all of the windows on my computer. I walk over and open the door to see a ruby-haired goddess standing in my doorway.
"Evenin', Tiger."
"Mary Jane, what are you doing here?" I ask as she pushes her way past me and into my apartment.
"Well," she sits on my bed, "Ever since I told you that you didn't pay enough attention to me, you did the opposite of what I wanted you to do, you stop paying attention to me all together."
"Huh?" I sit down beside her with a puzzling look on my face, "I do not understand women."
"Here, let me spell it out nice and easy for you," she says as she turns to me and embraces me in a lip-lock. As our tongues tangle, she takes my hands off of her waist and moves them to her firm breasts. I give them a gentle squeeze, and she moans into my mouth, though our lips never becoming separated.
Suddenly I feel my Spider Sense going crazy, and my eyes open wide as I see none other than the Black Cat swing through my open window into my apartment.
"Seems I finally found you Spider, or should I say, Peter Parker," she says in a bold tone, "well what have we here, seems like you found yourself a play thing while I was gone.
"Spider-Man? Black Cat? What the hell is going on?" exclaims Mary Jane.
"Don't worry, all will be explained in due time. Ya know Spider, I was just planning to drop by for a quick...session, but with the way your girlfriend has been eyeing these things," she says as she pushes her breasts higher, enhancing her wonderous cleavage, "maybe we can all have some fun."