Marvel United

Part One: Diamonds Are a Girl’s Best Friend
Beast/Spider-Man/Wolverine/Black Cat

Felicia Hardy listened to the sweet melody of the police sirens as they zoomed past the rooftop where she was hiding. “Run, little kittens,” she purred, a smile stretching across her face. She opened her bag and looked inside. “I’ll keep my prize for now.”
“You know, they say that cats like shiny things, but you take it way too far sometimes, cat.”
After throwing her empty sack down on the floor, she looked up to see Spider-Man hanging above her, holding her diamond. “I’ll be returning this, thank you,” he said. “But for now, I need you.”
“Oh, I thought you’d never ask. Where do you want to do it? In the park like last time?”
Peter grinned. “That’s not what I meant. A friend of mine stumbled across a shiny artifact and I thought my resident expert on shiny things might know a thing or two about it.”
“It would be more fun if we had sex in the park.”
“Cat…”
“Oh, all right. But you owe me. You got me all horny and now I have nothing to do.”
“Come on. He’s staying at a hotel for the night and he called one of his friends who he thought would be good at this kind of thing.”
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“I don’t know what to say, Logan,” Beast said. “I’m a scientist. This isn’t my area of expertise.”
Logan rolled his eyes as he popped open a beer. “You’ll do fine, bub. You’re the smartest guy I know, Hank. And I don’t know what this thing is.”
Hank sighed. “Fine. But you owe me.”
“I’ll pay you back later.”
“Where is it?” Logan fished around in the pocket of his jeans and tossed the diamond to him. “Go nuts.”
For the most part, the diamond was perfectly clear. The moonlight from the window shone through it perfectly, making a tiny rainbow appear on the glass table. Its tip, however was probably what Logan had been referring too when he said that he didn’t know what it was. The tip was golden. Or, at least, it was mostly golden. It changed color a little bit each time that Beast blinked. The first time it was gold, then green, then gold again, then blue, then gold again, then clear like the rest of the diamond, and then gold again.
“Oh my stars and garters…”
“I didn’t realize you still said that,” Logan said, chugging more of his beer.
“Neither did I,” Hank admitted. “This is unlike anything I’ve ever seen.”
“Perfect. Maybe Parker’ll have a better idea.”
“Nope, I’ve never seen it before in my life,” Pete said as he launched himself through the open window. “That’s awfully shiny though.”
“Brilliant observation,” his partner said as she touched down next to him. “I don’t think I would have noticed that it’s shiny.”
“Parker, I said to come back—”
“Alone, yeah. Well I was scared of the dark, and I thought I needed a companion to swing with me.”
“What he means,” Felicia said, “is that he brought an expert on diamonds back with him. And what a find you’ve made,” she said, making her way towards the Beast. “This is Lethe’s diamond!”
Logan looked at Peter, who shrugged and took off his mask. “I have no idea,” he said, swiping the beer from Logan’s hand and taking a swig before replacing it. “She’s crazy that way.”
“Lethe’s diamond is the only known substance in the world that reacts to the emotional spectrum!”
“So it’s a really big mood ring?” Pete asked.
“Almost. It’s a really big and really expensive mood amplifier. It not only senses emotions but it returns the emotion and spreads it around the room. Let’s say I’m happy and I touch the diamond. You three will all become so nauseatingly happy that I’d probably want to kill myself, at which point the three of you would probably jump out of the building and fall until you got far enough away from the diamond at which point you’d save yourselves.”
“She paints a pretty picture, doesn’t she?” Peter smirked, plopping down on the couch. “How come we aren’t all struck with the awesomeness of that thing then?” Peter asked. “Cause Hank looks like he’s in love.”
“You have to touch it directly. Maybe his fur is blocking it somehow.”
Hank looked a little bit disappointed that he couldn’t get the diamond to work. “You try it than,” he said, tossing it to Felicia.
“That may not be the best idea,” Peter said while it was in mid air. Felicia grinned and snatched it.
“Sorry, Pete,” she said, holding it in her hand, “but this thing is mine now. You can have it back for a price.”
“I’m not sleeping with—” he stopped mid sentence, a glazed look on his face. Felicia looked at him.
“Pete?” she looked at the other two, both of whom were wearing the same expression as Peter was. She glanced down at the diamond in her hand. She pushed it aside to see a hole right in the center of her glove. She grinned. “This could be interesting.”
She felt hot breath behind her. The back of her neck was bristled by Beast’s fur. It felt good. “Is the poor little animal in heat?” she asked, turning to him. Her eyes popped open at Hank’s naked body, his eleven inch cock standing erect and pointing directly at her. He nodded.
She felt her shirt start to lift up. A sniff of the beer in his breath told her that Wolverine had joined the party. His strong hands grabbed her hips as she lifted her shirt up over her head, leaving her standing in just her bra and a skirt (she had changed into civilian clothes before Peter had brought her). Beast grabbed her boobs with his hands and kneaded them, drawing a moan from her lips. Wolverine ripped her skirt off from behind her and slipped his hand down her panties, fingering her clit. Felicia sighed and relaxed into it, moving her lower half with his fingers and urging him on.
She moaned loudly, closing her eyes and throwing her head back. Beast’s furry hands moved around her back and unhooked her bra (how he got it with his massive fingers she had no idea), letting her breasts fall free. He instantly grabbed a hold of them and began jerking them around. After a few seconds he lowered his face, running his long tongue over them and pinching her nipples.
Wolverine moaned and Felicia glanced backwards, wondering what caused it. There was Peter, tweaking Logan’s nipples and kissing his neck. Peter was already undressed, but he used one hand to slowly undo Logan’s belt and pull his jeans down while the other continued to work on Logan’s nipple. “That’s different,” she whispered before turning back to Beast. With one hand she grabbed his neck, pulling his head towards hers and locking his face in a deep kiss. With her other, she reached down and grabbed his prick, stroking it thoroughly. He broke the kiss and moaned before he returned the favor and squeezed her boobs even harder.
By now Peter had gotten Logan’s pants off and was running his free hand along his ass, treating them like Beast was treating Felicia’s breasts. “You like that, don’t ya,” Pete whispered in Logan’s ear. Logan replied with a moan. Peter pulled his hand up and stuck a few of the fingers into Logan’s mouth. “Get ‘em nice and wet, Wolfie, or they might hurt on the way up.”
Logan sucked obediently until Peter removed them. “I’ll get ya for this later, squirt.”
“Looking forward to it,” Peter said, taking his wet index finger and shoving it all the way up Logan’s ass. Logan tensed up until Peter pulled his head around and kissed him. The X-Man’s ass loosened and Peter acknowledged it by adding another two fingers to the mix.
Felicia finally broke her kiss with Beast and pulled Logan’s hand from her pussy. She turned around and pulled Logan’s shirt off while Pete continued his ass treatment. While she worked Pete lowered himself down, bringing his face to Logan’s ass and sticking out his tongue without warning. Logan moaned and closed his eyes quickly. Pete stopped and looked up
“You don’t want to miss the show, do you?” he asked. Logan looked to where Felicia was. She had yet to throw the shirt away and was currently doing a kind of erotic dance. She ran it over her breasts and between her legs. Logan licked his lips. “Yummy,” he moaned, feeling his cock rise.
Hank, who had taken a seat during Felicia’s performance and was currently stroking himself, decided to take a more active role. He lifted himself up and shot forwards towards Logan’s waiting dick, licking all over it with his dog-like tongue. He made his way down to the balls, taking one of them into his mouth while his hand worked on the shaft. Logan felt ready to blow his load. But Felicia, now finished with her show, had other ideas.
She beckoned the three of them over to the bed. They picked themselves up (literally leaving Wolverine hanging), but Peter kept his hand glued to Logan’s ass, massaging it at every chance he could get. His cock hung erect in front of him like a loyal soldier, waiting to serve. Felicia lay down on the bed and gestured to them with her finger, spreading her legs and displaying her cunt at the same time. Beast reacted first leaping on top of her and thrusting inside of her without warning. She yelled out at first, but then her pain transformed to pleasure as he picked up speed, lowering his lips to kiss her hard.
“Ugh, faster,” she moaned. He obliged, plunging farther with each thrust. He kissed her again, this time opening his mouth and letting his tongue move with hers.
Logan was thrown onto the bed by Peter, who lunged the same way that Beast had and thrust his pecker inside of Wolverine’s waiting ass. The elder man moaned, growling and grabbing Pete’s ass to urge him on.
“I knew you were horny, but I never expected this,” Peter moaned.
“Shut up for once, kid, and just fuck,” Logan growled, moving his ass into Pete’s thrusts to add to his pleasure. Pete groaned loudly.
After a few minutes, Beast came hard inside of Felicia, continuing to push into her as he let load after load out into her. Felicia came at almost the same time, and she fondled her breasts to add to the pleasure. Beast’s shaft didn’t wilt; rather, it almost seemed to get bigger. Felicia glanced at the diamond, which she had long since dropped. “Thank you,” she whispered.
Beast paid her no mind, deciding that he was done with her and pulling his dick out. Some cum spilled out of her pussy, dripping onto the bed. Felicia just lay there, exhausted. Hank moved over to Logan’s mouth, dropping his face down and kissing him before picking up his cock and putting it at Logan’s mouth. “What, does everyone think I’m some kind of fuck to—” Hank shoved his dick into Logan’s throat before he could finish.
Logan looked pissed. He gagged a little at first, but his tongue started to work around it, licking and sucking the moaning Hank, who started to pump downwards into Logan’s throat. Felicia looked at the three gay men going at it and felt herself getting hornier and hornier.
She remembered a little “toy” that she had placed into her purse that morning and she ran to put it on. The double sided strap-on was exactly what she wanted, and she put one end inside of herself, tying the string around her waist. She moaned as the back half of it slid inside her. With a quick look at the three heroes going at it, she decided that Beast was the perfect place to start.
Not wanting to anger the rabid beast, she went around to his ass and squatted down, placing her lips to his asshole and licking around it. Beast moaned and slowed his pumping, tensing up. She grabbed his furry cheeks and massaged them, grabbing his hair and shoving her face in between his cheeks, drawing another moan and allowing him to relax so that she could stick her tongue inside and lick him out. Her tongue entered his ass easily, and she licked him out as quickly and skillfully as if his ass had been a pussy.
Peter began to pump harder, grabbing Logan’s dick and jerking him off while he went. In a rush of passion, he grabbed Beast’s head and pulled him into a furious kiss, taking the furry man’s mind from the woman at his ass. Beast tensed up again and came into Logan’s mouth, but he kept pumping as cum flowed from his partner’s mouth. Logan came into Pete’s hands while Peter fucked him, but Spider-Man kept going, thrusting himself in and out as fast as he could and using his agility to speed things up. He finally joined the other two by cumming into Logan’s ass.
In a few seconds, both Logan and Hank were up again. Felicia pulled her face from Hank’s ass and replaced it with the plastic dick, moaning as the half inside of her twitched. Spider-Man pulled himself from Wolverine’s ass (that’s an odd sentence) and sunk down behind him, lowering his face to Wolverine’s ass and lapping up the cum that was flowing freely out of it. Logan moaned and continued sucking the large blue rod in his mouth.
Pete finally finished and picked himself up, collapsing onto the bed to watch the show that the other three were putting on.
Hank was getting fully serviced. Felicia had grabbed him around the chest and was thrusting into his ass harder and harder. Logan, on the other hand, was now fondling his balls while he sucked. Felicia finally came over him and collapsed, exhausted from her work. Logan removed himself from Hank’s cock.
“We can’t be done already,” Felicia said, pulling the two-way strap on from her pussy and fingering herself. “I’m still way too horny.”
“Nah,” Logan said. “Not even close. I’m just gonna switch things up a little.” He pounced onto Felicia, who let out a little screech. Logan slipped his cock up her body, stopping at her boobs and positioning it between them. He pushed them together, making a little hole for himself and thrust his hips forward. “Oh, yeah, that’s good, darlin’.”
Felicia grinned and stuck her tongue out each time he moved forwards, licking his second head every time it came close enough.
Hank, in the meantime, turned to Pete. “No way, big guy, that’s way too large for me.” Pete was staring directly at the Beast’s eleven inch pecker with both lust and fear.
Hank shook his head. “They’re busy. You’re left. Ergo…” Beast launched himself over, pinning Peter’s arms down and thrusting his pelvis forward, rubbing their cocks together. Spider-Man moaned. “I’m going to be the best fuck you’ve ever had, Peter.”
Hank’s face lowered down to meet Peter’s, and their lips met in a loving kiss. Peter broke it. “I don’t know, Mary Jane’s pretty good,” he said. Hank ignored him and kissed him again. “Who’s Mary Jane again?” Peter asked when the kiss broke. He moved upwards this time, letting Hank’s rough tongue enter his mouth.
Hank removed his hands from Peter’s arms and instead used them to hug Peter closer to him, letting the kiss become passionate and loving rather than sexual. Their cocks rubbed together again as they rolled off of the bed and onto the floor, leaving Hank on the bottom. Pete grabbed the back of Hank’s head and closed his eyes, letting his emotions run into the kiss.
Hank finally broke the kiss and got up, lifting Peter back onto the bed and turning him over so that his ass was facing up. “You and that girl haven’t gotten together yet. You might as well take the chance now.”
“Oh… right,” Pete said, as the kiss had made him completely forget about Felicia. She was currently fingering herself while Logan was taking advantage of her boobs. Peter put his face where her fingers were and licked her clit, causing her to moan out. Peter lifted his ass up and waved it invitingly for Hank.
Beast didn’t need any other motion, and he gladly pushed his blue cock inside of the waiting asshole and lovingly grabbed the Spider’s dick, slowly jerking it as he moved forwards tenderly. Peter moaned.
Their position continued for nearly fifteen minutes before they all came, nearly on top of each other. Logan came first into Felicia’s mouth, followed almost immediately by Peter, who covered Hank’s hand and the sheets beneath him with his jizz, and then Hank and Felicia came together, Hank into Pete’s ass and Felicia into Pete’s mouth.
The four of them separated, falling apart onto the enormous bed. Hank put his arm around Peter and the hero snuggled close to him, enjoying the warmth of his fur.
“I could go for one more round,” Logan panted, looking down at his dick. “Any one of you lovely ladies care for a go?”
Felicia grabbed it lovingly. “I haven’t had something in my pussy for awhile.”
“That’s fine,” Pete said, holding onto Hank’s cock. “I wanted a go at this hulk of a thing.” Hank grinned and lifted the smaller man up, turning him around in the air. He set him back down so that his face was next to the massive sapphire dick. The Spider didn’t hesitate to go at it, licking up and down the shaft. He had to stop and moan, however, when the Beast began to lick out his ass with his colossal tongue.
Logan bent Felicia onto her hands and knees before he pushed his pecker behind her. He ran it over her pussy several times, letting her juice wet his cock before shoving it inside of her. She groaned and urged him on. He grinned and thrust forwards violently, drawing more cries of pleasure. He continued mercilessly, not pausing between thrusts. She had no idea how he was able to continue after having fucked her tits and having been fucked by Peter.
Hank and Peter continued their 69 smoothly even though the bed was moving from the other two fucking. Hank sucked on his fingers for a little before shoving the sausage sized middle three into Pete’s hole, which was already stretched from having received Hank’s massive dick. The blue man stretched and twisted his fingers while he pushed them in and out. Pete’s moans only egged him on, pushing him to grab Spider-Man’s cock and put it into his mouth while he worked.
Pete moaned louder than he had before, and to repay him, he took almost eight of the eleven inches of Hank’s dick into his mouth. Peter’s penis popped out of his mouth and he let out an enormous growl. He shoved his fingers farther into Peter’s ass, nearly touching his knuckles to Peter’s skin. Pete bobbed his head up and down on the dick, grabbing Hank’s balls as he went.
Logan and Felicia were nearing their limit. It was all Logan could do to keep fucking her fast, and he even accidentally bared his claws into the bedspread a few times. Felicia was being pounded into the bed, and her orgasms were stacking up on each other and nearly overlapping. She used her flexibility to pull herself up onto her knees and pulled Logan into a furious kiss while he continued pounding her from behind. He grabbed her boobs and jerked them in rhythm to his fucking, letting her moan into their kiss.
Finally, they both came, Logan first. He was nearly lifting her off of the bed with each thrust now, and he actually did with his last thrust. He held her up while he unloaded his balls inside of her. He crept his hand down and squeezed her clit while she was in the air, bringing her last orgasm on. She screamed out in pleasure and grabbed his ass, squeezing down and urging him to cum harder. The two of them collapsed together onto the bed and turned to watch the two boys finish up.
Beast had increased his number of fingers to four and had stretched Peter to his limit. Pete was nearly screaming in pleasure over Hank’s cock, which he had now taken ten inches of. Beast started to shake, but he did his best to hold off from cumming. Peter came up for air one last time before he plunged back down, touching the curly blue pubic hair with his nose as he took the entire rod into his mouth. Hank yelled out around the cock and blew his load straight down the Spider’s throat.
Pete pulled his head back and let his partner’s seed fly, most of it covering Peter’s face. Hank pulled Peter’s cock from his mouth to breath. And then Logan and Felicia came to help.
Felicia stopped at Peter’s ass, which had been vacated by the good doctor, and shoved her tongue inside, licking out her second ass for the night. Hank returned to his work on Peter’s cock, licking its underside and focusing on the head.
Logan, on the other hand, went for Peter’s face, still covered in cum. “Toldja I’d get my way with ya, punk,” he growled in a deep, manly voice as he started to lick the sperm from Peter’s face. Peter moaned from the service that he was receiving. He reached out and ran his hands along Logan’s hairy chest, feeling his pecks and squeezing down on his nipples. “Aw, now you’ve made me all horny,” Logan moaned as he continued his work. Peter ignored him and pulled Logan’s lips away from his cheek and touched them together with his. His hand stretched down and grabbed Logan’s rapidly recovering dick.
The service lasted nearly ten minutes, as Pete’s control was amazing. Logan lasted just as long with the amazing handjob he was receiving from the Amazing Spider-Man. “Cum for me, Wolfie,” Peter said affectionately, squeezing down on Logan’s cock and drawing a moan from his lips.
“I will if you will,” Logan replied.
“On three,” Pete said, pulling Logan back for some quick kisses. “One,” he said kissing one of his cheeks. “Two,” he said kissing the other. “Three!” He grabbed the back of Logan’s neck and pulled him forcefully into a French kiss just as he shot out his load into Beast’s throat and Logan shot off into Peter’s hand.
Felicia pulled herself away from Peter’s ass, collapsing onto the bed. “I’m beat,” she groaned, rolling over. Beast sat up on the bed as he swallowed the rest of Peter’s cum. Logan pulled himself away from Peter and fell onto the bed next to Felicia.
“Listen to the lady,” he said.
“I’d best turn in,” Beast said, his intelligent demeanor returning now that his heat was quenched. “I have to return to the institute tomorrow. I have classes.”
“Shouldn’t you be getting home, Pete?” Felicia asked, still not rising from bed. “MJ’ll be worried.”
“I’ll go home in the morning. She’ll think I’ve been out fighting crime all night.”
“Superheroes have the best jobs,” Felicia moaned, drifting off on the hotel bed. Logan wasn’t far behind her. Beast rose up from the bed, however.
“I believe I’ll sleep on the chair. This bed is a little bit crowded for me.”
Pete nearly fell out of the bed in his effort to get up, but he righted himself quickly. “May I join you?”
Hank was taken aback. “I—well, I suppose you can. Let me just get my clothes on.”
Pete shook his head. “Don’t. You can be like a wool blanket for me. And I sleep in the nude anyway.”
Hank couldn’t restrain himself from displaying a slight grin. “I guess that would be more comfortable.”
Peter decided that he had never slept better in his life.