Kitty Love

Kitty Love

Title: Kitty Love
Author: Arcade
No one else may post this story, unless they have my consent.
Summary: Spider-Man and Black Cat doing naughty things...MJ joins in later too.
Rating: NC-17, M/F, F/F, M/F/F, Oral, Anal, Slight BDSM
Pairings: SM/BC, BC/MJ, BC/MJ/SM
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Author Notes: I enjoyed writing it, I hope you enjoy reading it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, nor do I claim to, I don't make any money off of this, etc. etc.

Be warned, these is my first lemon so be gentle.

For weeks, Spider-Man has been trying to track down an elusive burglar known only as the Black Cat. Each time he confronts her at the scene of a robbery she seems to be attempting to seduce him, a plan that sometimes proves difficult to overcome, though each time he manages. However, she has always been provided with some sort of distraction to enable her to escape Spider-Man's clutches. This has proven to be quite the thorn in his side as of late, though you couldn't tell if you simply watched and listened tonight.

"Ooooooh...Spider...I see we'll have no trouble preparing you for tonight's...events." she says seductively, as my erection springs forth from my blue tights.
She wraps her hand around it softly, the white hairs from her gloves slightly tickling it. As she begins to slowly pump her hand up and down, my eyes begin to close, not that you could tell through my mask, and I try and recall the events that lead up to this silver locked goddess stroking my manhood. I am under the mercy of what I thought was, until now, just another criminal, one that I have been chasing for some time now.
She lowers her silver-maned head, mere inches from her destination, as I remember how I woke up an hour late, once again just missing Doctor Connor's class. Remembering how demeaning it felt to, once again, be forced to listen to another lecture about my steadily worsening performance in the class.
She looks up at me with her beautiful green eyes shining through her black leather mask and overlapping hair and I think about how Jonah said enough was enough, that pictures of Spider-Man just webslinging weren't enough. I remember how he wanted pictures that were more..."incriminating"...and how I finally just quit, something I regretted when I went home and had nothing to eat.
Suddenly it feels as though I am surrounded by heat as her mouth engulfs the tip of my member. I remember how Mary Jane had stopped taking my calls, and the one she did respond to ended with her telling me I don't pay enough attention to her. If only she knew the truth...
She gently brushes her soft, elegant, hair out of her face as she begins to pick up speed, though her mouth remains ever so meticulous in covering all of my length with her saliva. Right now I am so worry-free that I, ironically, recall my botched attempt to foil an armored car robbery, as my mind was so cluttered with worries that I was unable to act properly as Spider-Man.
As soon as I feel pre-cum slowly begin to flow out, I feel it being quickly gulped down by Black Cat, who, oddly enough, went searching for me tonight, rather than the other way around. I was atop a building much like this, wallowing in my own sorrow when she found me...and I cannot seem to forget what she said.
"Here you are Spider, I've been searching all over for you. When you didn't come to stop me from robbing the diamond emporium I was worried that something might have happened to you. You can't imagine how happy I am to see that you're alright."
I can't help but smell my own sex in the air, Black Cat is doing her best to get my juices flowing...and her best certainly is good. I'm not sure what kind of game she is playing, and has been playing, though I can't exactly say I don't enjoy it. And while I am extremely close to finishing this little escapade, she is not trying to end it so quickly. As I feel my sexual frustration I can only remember how frustrated I was chasing this vixen across New York, only a short while ago. It seemed as though I was outmatched, though I know that I am more than enough to stop this...criminal...any other day of the week.
I am so close to finishing...if only she would let me finish. I realize I've lost all control over the situation as she lifts her head and flashes me a seductive, cum glistening, smile. As she returns to the activity she is so exceptional at it should be her profession, the fact that she is in total control only serves to remind me of earlier in the night. Somehow we had ended up locked in combat, rolling across the rooftop, each of us struggling for power. It appeared I was so in control that I was hurting her, thus my willingness to loosen my grip over her. I quickly realized I was being played for a fool when she reversed the situation, pulling herself on top of me and beginning a sexy monologue.
"What is it with you today Spider? You're just not yourself, no jokes, no searching out your sexy little kitty, and worst of all, you're not evening putting up a fight."
I could've stopped her there, rolled over, webbed her up and turned her in once and for good...but I didn't. Maybe it was her beautiful face, or the sight of sweat dripping from her creamy breasts in the moonlight, or maybe it was because what she was saying was all true.
"I don't know what's wrong with you...but I'm sure I can make you all better...if you let me."
Rather than saying anything, all I did was release her from the grapple, allowing her to slowly lie herself down against my body. That, along with my throbbing erection poking into her pelvis were more than enough to answer her proposal.
Now she begins to once again pick up a fast pace, her head bobbing up and down as saliva and pre-cum flow down my shaft and stain her glove.
"Cat...I'm gonna..."
"Shhhh...," she says, putting a finger over the spot of my mask that covers my mouth, "I know...," she whispers.
She lifts her mouth up and replaces it with her other hand, both hands now pumping furiously as her face hovers just over the tip of my length.
As a low roar escapes from under my mask, spurts of my creamy seed splash onto her face and weave themselves into her hair. After what seems like hours of climax, I calm down and my vision clears, revealing Black Cat, gloves off, wiping the semen off her face and into her mouth. She completely forgoes cleaning it out of her silver hair, as it blends in quite nicely, as she leans in, lifting my mask a bit, and placing a sensual kiss onto my awestrucken lips.
"Now if ya don't mind, I'm gonna go...freshen up...see ya later Spider."
Now I lay completely relaxed atop this tall New York City building, no more worries, as if they were ejected along with my seed.
From the bad days comes a little good...

Hope you enjoyed it, comments, suggestions? Should I continue or leave it as a one-shot?