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The Symbiote's Web	By : sexdottxt Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 443 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-With Great Power Comes Great Fucking
- 1
Peter had just saved Dr. Connors. Had ventured what felt like an entire continent just to get back to him. He had dealt with Kraven's hunters causing all kinds of trouble, but he was resolute on finally getting the man back to his human state. Even if that meant falling down a skyscraper past the streets and into the New York City sewers.
Even if that meant going toe to toe with the mutated doctor too. If things had been different, Peter might not have won the fight. But whatever he thought of the black substance, the bio-weapon the same doctor had designed that had conformed around his body, adapting itself to his suit's design, and frequently acting outside of his control, he knew it brought him strength too. He had pinned Lizard down with strength he never would have had on his own and finally after so many failed attempts, injected him with the antidote.
But with the antidote finally applied, Peter now had another problem. Namely that he was deep in the sewer water with Dr. Connors. They were both flung into the deep and Peter himself hit one of the pipes on impact. He barely registered the pain.
Dr. Connors was deeper in the water than he was. The antidote had worked. But no longer in the Lizard form, he was unconscious and in mortal danger of drowning. Already in a state of tension, Peter swam fast to rescue him. He didn't register any physical weakness or what would have normally been weakness in his lungs. Instead he was resolute on saving him at all costs.
By some miracle, Peter had rescued Dr. Connors. When he had reawoken, his savior was already hanging upside down, not an unfamiliar position for him, not with his spider powers. But he was becoming so used to the suit he had gotten from Harry that he didn't even think it odd using a tentacle to help him up.
“Where did you get that?”
“Harry Osborn, he said you designed it.”
Dr. Connors was silent for several moments, but Peter felt the tension in the air. Then he said, “Come with me.”
He was led back to the Oscorp lab. Peter was familiar with the area, having worked here before. But the area was darker than usual. Even with the current direction his life had led toward, from being bitten by a radioactive spider to fighting monstrosities on the regular, he felt like he was in a classic mad scientist movie.
All the more when he saw what was on exhibit. What looked like molten rock was handed out from a robotic arm. The lengths that were went to seal it up, he knew it wasn't anything harmless. He knew he should have felt the instinct to run away.
He didn't. Nor did Dr. Connors apparently, touching the thing with his bare hand. After having been mutated into a reptilian monster, Peter couldn't help a stray thought on how he should have known better.
Not that he would have long to reflect on that line of thought. As soon as Dr. Connors handed the rock to him, the substance on Peter reacted more violently than ever. Tentacles were bursting out of him so much that it felt like they were going to tear him apart from the inside.
And then one of them had snatched the rock. He flung his head back as if he had been struck hard enough to knock him unconscious. His vision went black.
When he opened his eyes, he was on the ground. He was alone in a forest in the dead of night, surrounded by flaming wreckage. He didn't know what all those thoughts before were. Peter Parker, Harry Osborn, Mary Jane Watson, Miles Morales and Kraven. Strange people, it had dreamt it was one of them. A weird dream it didn't know the meaning to. Then it heard voices.
Then it saw they were people. They were very much like the ones in it's dream. Heard voices too. The most surprising thing was that it could understand them.
A familiar voice said, “It's over here!” It sounded exactly the one in it's dream, the father. It's father. Norman Osborn.
“Whoa! Whoa! Back off! Going in for a closer look!” That was the voice of Dr. Connors. Hated him. He had hurt it, tried to control it. False friend. But maybe this time would be different.
“It's okay. It's okay.” Dr. Connors getting closer. Knelt down closer to it. “Fascinating.” It went up closer to him. It craved his flesh, his warmth. Ever so slowly it extended a tendril towards him like they were friends. He gave out his hand in return.
Too late. Even before he spoke, it sensed it's mistake. Dr. Connors was shaking, screaming. “Shoot it off! Shoot it off!”
It understood what those words meant. But it would not let go. Could not let go. It needed warmth.
“Do it!” said Norman Osborn. The father. The others came close. Aimed their weapons. Fired.
It suddenly woke up. It was not a dream. It was a memory. A memory of betrayal. Of a fake friend. A fake friend who rejected it again. And now it had a true friend.
Was that real? Peter asked himself. He looked at Connors again. That vision, whatever it was, would explain the missing arm. The doctor was now holding the meteorite, Peter knew that's it was now even without being told so, he barely got it back from the creature that had been encroaching upon him.
“What is that thing?” Peter said.
“It's a fragment of a meteorite that landed outside the city years ago...” Connors paused and looked at Peter. “It's where we found that,” he said, pointing to Peter's suit.
Peter looked down at it. Even without a mirror to see his reflection, he could feel that the thing had metastasized somehow. It didn't feel like a suit anymore. It felt and looked alive. Could feel it sweating together, breathing with him.
“I'm wearing an ALIEN?” Peter said, incredulous.
“We call it a symbiote. It bonds at the sub-cellular level with it's host. In this case...Harry Osborn.” He looked at Peter again. Remembered what he told him earlier. “He gave it to you?”
“Not exactly...” Peter said. “I was hurt...and it...”
“And it chose you.” There was a long silence between them.
Connors looked at him again. Whatever gratitude he had for being saved was quickly fading. He could see how much the thing had changed on Peter since it had tried to seize the meteorite. It wasn't just a part of the Spider Suit anymore, it was awakening. Looking into those eyes, he couldn't be sure who he was looking at anymore.
He had to act now. “Which means it's more dangerous than I could've imagined. We need to call Oscorp. We need to destroy it.” He moved to his phone.
Peter couldn't believe what he was hearing. “Destroy...us?” he said. He didn't even mean to say that but he went ahead and did it. He heard what he said too, knew it sounded wrong, and yet he would not take it back. It sounded so right.
When Connors looked back at him, he activated one of the tentacles on his own and snatched the phone from him before he could do anything. The sound of it smashing against the wall was loud in that dead silence. Both of them were staring at each other. “You said it chose me, doc...it makes me a better Spider-Man.”
To Connors' ears, that sentence sounded like an excuse. Like someone trying to justify their habit. Peter moved at him. The doctor cowered and fell on his back. But when he looked back up, he saw Peter was gone.
Outside, Peter was walking out of the sewers. He knew he shouldn't have exploded at Connors like that. Knew that what he was saying was true. But he could not deny the feeling of power he had with this either.
Looking down at himself, he felt the symbiote crawling on his body as if he was naked. Whatever merit he saw in Connors' words, whatever background thoughts that he knew that he should have been horrified that he was wearing an alien, he realized it wasn't hurting him. He would not let himself be parted from it. And he would hurt anyone that tried to take it from him.
It wasn't long before he was out of the sewers. That simmering rage at trying to be denied from the symbiote had not left him since. Along with that feeling came another burning feeling. It had been too long since he had known his lover's touch. He was getting hard and needed satisfaction. He jumped up and latched onto a building, moving fast.
He was slinging past the various buildings of New York City. It wasn't quite like traversing the numerous skyscrapers. But with this thing on him, he felt stronger than ever. He would not let it go.
Peter got back home, unaware he was being tracked. He loved the feeling of being home. He wasn't in any danger of losing his life. Nor did he have to trouble himself with any nagging thoughts of identity or anything like that. Most people in similar shoes would not feel the same way. Indeed, the thrill of saving the world was a rush that he himself had become addicted to more than a few times and in any other circumstance, home life would be more than a little boring. However he did have something here that made a hero's life seem boring by comparison.
That something was none other than Mary Jane Watson. The gorgeous redhead was already waiting at their home. This late at night, he knew she would be waiting for him. After what he had just been through, he needed a hero's reward.
Although after getting back, he wasn't really thinking about too the usual. He just needed to see her face. High up in the air, he dropped in through the window of where Aunt May's room had been in the house and sat on the bed. He took the mask of his suit off and sat on the mattress. So much had happened today, even by the usual standards of his adventures.
He heard footsteps in the distance. He knew who it was. He smiled when he saw MJ coming to him. After the day's events, she was exactly what he needed.
She was wearing a plain clothes outfit, nothing racy. In this weather, you'd have to be crazy to wear something too revealing. Still, a woman like her didn't need to wear anything revealing to look fine.
And look fine she did. It would be a lie to say that Peter had ignored her looks at all, anyone could see that she was beautiful, and it was enough to make so many men covet her and inspire that many more women to resent her. But she wasn't just a pretty face either, he had learned long ago that she was just as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside. And he had need of her right now.
She felt the same way about him. Even before he actually got back, she felt his presence near. It was a sixth sense she had acquired as she adjusted to having him away for so long that often. It was a bit of a trifle having a superhero for a boyfriend, worrying about whether or not he would be coming back. Still, she loved having a man who was not only such a good person but also loved her to the ends of the earth. And when he came home, it always made her heart light up.
Though feeling he was getting back was nothing compared to seeing him. The sight of him slinging webs and traversing the skyscrapers made her heart flutter. She couldn't be more proud of her boyfriend.
And she was feeling something more than just a warmth in her heart. She wanted to reunite with him in a certain other way too. She saw him sitting on his bed. She had been itching to reunite with him for so many reasons but there was another reason too. Namely, her nearby laptop. She had been needing to write a scoop for The Daily Bugle and the only thing she could come up with was a piece critical of Spider-Man. She didn't need him seeing it.
Fortunately for her, he held much the same disposition as she did right then. He moved up to her with a sudden energy in his person. Smiling, she held her arms out lovingly to welcome him. She wasted no time in embracing him, in holding him, in their lips meeting again. She felt the strangeness of the black suit on her hands, could sense it's change, it was far more visceral and so moist as if it were alive. But she disregarded that concern, thinking it was just from the rain.
As they continued kissing, whatever worries she had fell to the wayside. He was home and he was holding her. That was all that mattered.
In the back of her mind, she still couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. But she ignored it. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she was very ready to reciprocate. With the two of them becoming more locked up, she felt the lump in his pants on her body.
The idea that something here was wrong was still in the back of her mind. But she pushed it aside. His desire for her, her wanting him in return, it all felt so right. And she would not let this opportunity go to waste.
She started rubbing his crotch. He hissed at her touch, he had been wanting it so bad. Already hard, he was getting even stiffer from her soft hands feeling him up. Just like she enjoying having him home in his absence, her angelic visage inspired him to rush back to her arms after a long day's work. And he wanted her so bad.
He grunted feeling her hand on his junk. She wasn't just feeling him up with her palms, she had actively grasped the shaft in his pants and started stroking it like she was beating off his naked member. She had pleased him before in the bedroom but she was displaying a horny inventiveness that went beyond their usual romps.
He couldn't take it anymore. He reached up behind her and grabbing her ass, scooped her up into the air. She no longer feared him either, feeling all over the strange suit he was wearing. The troublesome thoughts of how strange it felt surged to the forefront of her mind again, she had touched him when he was wearing the suit before and it never felt anything like this. But as time went on, her mind quickly adjusted and she longed to feel the slimy substance right up on her naked skin.
He pushed her up against the wall. The two lovers were flicking their tongues together in a nasty kiss and he humped her as she clung to him, now having fully wrapped her legs around his back and slobbering with him. His greedy hands were clutching her rump, he wanted to get her naked so badly.
But it was more than just physical lust. Something in him was tempted to take her beyond his normal limits. To feel her skin on his suit. He didn't want to get naked, he couldn't explain it and yet something in the back of his mind was telling him that her skin on the suit would feel better than anything they had done before.
She sighed as they made out with each other. He was still dry humping her, moving viciously onto her, and it got so bad that the sound of her back moving against the wall was making quite the racket. She showed no sign of discomfort and only moved back against him.
With him holding her against the wall, she took the initiative and began undressing. Off came her jacket and she threw it somewhere. His hands clad in the symbiote moved up her skin and felt her skin. She shuddered in a way that wasn't quite pleasure, but it wasn't disgust either. It was like she could feel each pore of her skin wriggling in response to his grasp.
The instant he touched her back, it sent a shiver up her spine. She pulled her face back and looked into his eyes. It was still the same Peter she knew and had fell in love with. But there was something in his eyes, she couldn't discern.
MJ didn't have much time to think on it. Not when he kissed her neck. No longer hesitating, she reached under the hem of her shirt and got it off her body. It was a little harder than she expected and her current position didn't afford her too much room. She was focused on getting it off, on Peter touching all over her, that she didn't even notice one of the tentacles extend itself and move it up further off her body. In any other normal state of mind, she would have noticed that it wasn't possible for her boyfriend to have three hands. But she had already grown used to the weird feeling of his hands in the suit and all she could think about was how good it felt on her skin.
MJ finally got her shirt off. She flung it somewhere and moaned as Peter started kissing all over her chest. She was still wearing her bra. But it did little to provide her any modesty. These days as a reporter and sometimes even fighting off the villains her boyfriend had to deal with, she tried to downplay her sex appeal when she had to. Still, when she was getting fully undressed like this, there was no way to simply hide up her assets as much as she wanted to. Her large breasts were heaving with every flustered breath she took. As a reporter she always dressed modestly but those lucky enough to be her lovers knew the truth.
As he held her, he kissed all over her collarbone. MJ was already turned on to start with, but with her becoming more and more exposed to him, the way he was slurping on her skin, it was simply teasing her. Her tits weren't naked just yet, but their sheer volume was still flowing out of her bra. Not willing to let that go to waste, he started sucking all over them.
Her nipples were getting hard under her bra. She longed to feel his mouth directly, she was craving it, but with him pressing her up on the wall, she couldn't quite get herself free of her bra. All she could do was cling to him while he ate up her chest.
She tried to speak. But when she tried to, the only sound she could make her moans of pleasure. Even as her she began regaining her voice and articulated something resembling words, it sounded ridiculous to both of their ears. It was enough to make him forget about the earlier incident at Dr. Connors, was enough to make him forget about Kraven and the hunters too.
Fortunately, Kraven and his band of merry men were not hanging around Peter's apartment this time. And if they were, they might just well up and abandon their dark line of work for voyeurism. From one criminal occupation to another.
He was getting so hard in his pants. He crudely pulled down her bra with his teeth and only barely got one of her nipples out. The sight of it suddenly incited something in him and he solely took it into his mouth. It elicited such a reaction from MJ that she threw her head back against the wall and let out the loudest wail ever.
She wanted it now. Still holding onto him and unable to articulate herself, she jerked her body in a movement away from the wall just so he would get the hint and he followed, pressing her away. She didn't know what was going to happen next but he was eager for it.
He was walking as he continued sucking on that nipple. He wasn't paying too much attention on where he was going, and he didn't have much to go on beyond MJ's pleasured wails but he didn't care too much. He was horny and he was in love, and everything he wanted was right here.
While he was still walking with her, neither of them paying much attention to anything beside the other, suddenly Peter tripped as he walked into something. With the throes of their passion interrupted, it was a bit of a messy moment. He collapsed onto a bed, with Mary Jane right on top of him.
The chaos of the moment made them look around. They were in Aunt May's room. And they were on top of her bed.
They both thought about her. She had passed sometime ago, and even in the heat of the current moment, the symbiote having attached itself to him, they both reflected. Then they both looked at each other again.
Whatever awkwardness that was there was replaced by that all too rare wild love for each other accompanied by sheer desire. The moment was so hot that neither of them would remember who made the first move at each other. But what was clear was that with MJ's tits barely covered up by her bra, the taste of her nipple fresh in his mouth, he wanted more. His eyes went right to her breasts and she made no attempt to stop him.
MJ was already reaching behind her to get it off. But Peter had another idea in mind. He roughly yanked down the front of it, finally exposing her naked breasts right to his eyes. He pulled her close by the small of her back and started sucking all over them. It was such a vigorous moment that she fell forward onto the mattress, only stopping herself from collapsing by catching herself at the last minute.
Though she felt no less secure. Peter was sucking on her breasts with such energy that her whole body was jittery. He was no stranger to having fun with her tits, but something in him was pushing his hunger for her well beyond his normal appetite. In the back of his mind he thought about the incident at the lab, about how harshly he reacted to Dr. Connors. That the thing might have been controlling him even now. Yet he pushed that concern to the wayside. Anything that felt like this couldn't possibly be wrong.
MJ's arms were shaking from his chowing down on her hooters and it felt like they were going to give out at any minute. But with the way he was holding onto her, it's not like she was in any danger of falling. He was firmly holding onto her backside, touching all over her lovely midriff and naturally her lovely derriere too. In those ghetto pants, her bubble butt felt better than ever. He could feel her wriggling in his grasp.
She wasn't in any danger of falling anytime soon, not with how strongly he was clutching her. But just as he was enjoying sucking her tits, he decided he'd tease her a bit. He ran his fingers all over her naked back. She was already erratic from how badly her hooters were getting sucked, but the way he was tapping her was sending shivers up her spine and making light whimpers.
The sweetness was becoming unbearable. She knew what he was doing and she clutched onto the back of his head in an ill thought attempt to get his attention. Naturally the only meaning he took behind that gesture was to go even crazier on her honkers.
Peter had been eating all over her tits before. But now he had a mind to spice things up and focused solely on sucking her nipples. They had been rock hard ever since the two of them had started their little makeout session and as soon as he had gone at her breasts, the only coherent thought he could think in his perverted mind was that they might even be harder than his dick. That perverted mindset didn't keep him from sucking on them.
Snickering to himself, he lightly bit down on them. He was surprised by how tough they were on his teeth and began grazing his chompers on them, moving his head back and forth. As expected, her body was becoming erratic in his grasp.
Nor did her moans leave much to the imagination. Her wails of lust were getting louder and louder, and the windows in Aunt May's room were open too. If any of Kraven's hunters were nearby, they would have heard her moaning like a pornstar.
MJ couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed onto his penis within the suit and began stroking it. All of this action with her had only deepened his connection to the symbiote, and now as she touched him, he felt her hands on his penis as if he were naked. Peter accidentally bit hard into her nipple from her wonderful touch, it was painful for her but it felt so good too. That only motivated her to beat him off harder.
He threw his head back and moaned. Taking that opportunity, she pushed his torso down onto the mattress and wrested herself free of his grasp. She got down fully on her knees, her face right at his boner.
She could only stare transfixed at it. She hadn't known it before meeting him, but Peter's dick had grown several inches ever since that radioactive spider bit him, and she always thought he was just naturally well hung. That alone didn't cause her to give much thought to much bigger he had seemed while she was beating him off. Now that she was getting a closer look at it, she couldn't believe he had gotten that much bigger.
Unbeknownst to either of them, the symbiote had benefits beyond enhanced strength. Just like the radioactive spider bite had changed him, so had the alien's power begun affecting his physiology. But as far as this story is concerned and indeed for the couple at hand, the only thing that mattered was how much bigger Peter's dick had become.
She couldn't be sure if it was the symbiote affecting him, she was just as aware as he was of the changes that were occurring in him as he was. Mesmerized as she was by his phallus, she still had the rational thought to wonder to herself if this increased length, this new thickness, was a sign of the symbiote's power. Taken aback by his new size now in front of her very own eyes, she stroked him very slowly, just wanting to admire his impressive manhood.
But the heat of his member, his masculine smell so close, in tandem with his size in her hand it was driving her crazy. He couldn't handle it much more either. Even the symbiote in that state of bonding sensed it's host's wants and the crotch of the pants slid open. MJ only watched as his big dick flung right out. It almost hit her right in the face and yet she was so captivated by it that she didn't even flinch.
Seeing it in the flesh, she could tell that it had gotten bigger. She closed her eyes and took in it's ripe aroma while gently stroking it with her dainty hands. She was already turned on but a deep wetness was filling her pussy just being in the presence of this big naked thing.
Then she took it into her mouth. She moved it as deep as she could possibly go. MJ was no stranger to sucking Peter's dick at this point, but with how much bigger it was now, she almost gagged at first. Clearly she had underestimated him.
Yet she wasn't going to take it slow either. Holding the rest of the shaft, she bobbed her head back and forth at a steady pace to not only please him but also to get used to the giant prick in her mouth. It wasn't entirely comfortable at first, it was so wide and long that she was still holding the base of his penis even as she was going down on him.
But she would never pass up the opportunity to have a dick this big. She closed her eyes and moaned as she went down on him, enjoying his member plumping up in the wet and warm embrace of her mouth. Getting used to it now, she started stroking him with her hands.
Peter was lying back on the bed and sighing. He was digging his fingers into the mattress from how good he was getting it. MJ was just doing her standard blowjob at first, but as she got used to the improved size of his penis, she began teasing him a little bit with her tongue. She was moving it very slowly on the engorged cock head in her mouth while she sped up the way she was stroking the base of his shaft. He felt so damn good.
And she knew it too. She could feel his prick tensing up in her mouth, tasted the first drops of his precum. She sped up the rate of her blowjob and solely licked the opening of his penis too. While getting more inventive with her fellatio, she also traced her fingers on the shaft now. It was the same technique he had done on her back while he was gorging on her breasts and now she was getting back at him. She wanted to drive him crazy.
And she was succeeding at that. His whole body was writhing in ecstasy now, and he was pumping his dick deep into her mouth. MJ was a little put off from him getting so aggressive but she didn't care, she liked it rough, and she loved how crazy her man was for her. Eventually she stopped trying to suck him off and just let him rape her mouth as he pleased.
There was something else stirring within him too. He only begun to register it, but he could feel the symbiote writhing on his skin with every second he fucked MJ's mouth. Far from put off by it at this point, it only sped up the erotic sensations he was feeling. He couldn't believe how good it felt, it was like he was a little boy with his first time all over again.
The energy was building up in the opening of his dick. He knew he was going to lose it. But when he did cum, things changed. Not only was it one of the most intense orgasms of his life, he actually shot out so much cum that she actually gagged on the flood of jizz that filled up her mouth. With how big his wang was, she had to take it out of her mouth just to breathe, and there was already cum oozing out her mouth. Peter wasn't finished cumming yet either, and shot another load, staining her beautiful face and her fiery red hair. It was such an intense nut that his dick was squirming all over the place, blasting several more shots of semen all over her naked breasts and her collarbone.
When he was finished, he lay back and laughed. He was perfectly at ease, taking nothing into account save all the spooge he just released. If there ever was a time he felt like he had nothing to worry about ever again, now was it.
But his dick was far from finished. He was still rock hard and as good as that blowjob had felt, he was aching for more. He looked down at it, cum was streaming out from the opening and down the shaft. Past it, he could see MJ, patiently wiping his jizz off her face and eating it slowly, savoring it's taste. He enjoyed seeing her love the taste of his cum.
Then she grabbed onto it again and began licking his shaft of all the remaining spooge that it was still releasing. He gasped feeling her warm tongue slurp all over his manhood after just having climaxed, and she wasn't letting up, worshipping it with her mouth. She wasn't going to let him off anytime soon.
While MJ was cleaning off his dick, she massaged his balls in between her fingers. Just like his dick, his nads had only begun swelling up after that strong nut. Still in the midst of an orgasmic haze, her gently treating his genitals after that crazy nut was heavenly. He felt like he was being pampered by a loving mother.
He wasn't going limp again anytime soon. As she cleaned him off, it was only a few seconds before he got rock hard in her mouth again. This time he let her take charge and go down on him. He had facefucked her pretty hard before, but now he was content to simply let her slurp him up as she pleased. After that good job she just gave him, he relished in the wonderful treatment.
While she was going down on him, she spiced things up a bit. She would lick up and down his shaft, planting small kisses on it, and then her mouth was at his scrotum. MJ was surprised that not only were his balls still quite swollen, but just like his dick, they had gotten even bigger. He wasn't going to be getting soft anytime soon. That pleased her.
She closed her eyes and took in his masculine scent, sighing happily as she did so. Then she took his balls straight into her mouth. It was harder for her than expected, after she had sucked his nuts so many times in the past, his new size was something else. But she adjusted fast enough and found a comfortable way to bob her head back and forth while gobbling up his sack.
As she was sucking his balls, she began stroking him again. It was very easy for her to do so, his penis was slick with her spit after how deep she had sucked him off earlier He was thicker than he ever had been before in their earlier romps and she closed her eyes as she found a tempo to pleasing him with her hands and mouth. Before long she was moving her hand at a quick rate, having total control over his junk.
He was feeling it too. Peter was wriggling around on his bed. He had already came what felt like an instant earlier, and now he was losing it again, feeling the pangs to another potent orgasm. He had to grab hard onto the blankets of the bed to keep himself still. MJ's technique, the pleasure of it, and being pushed to another orgasm this fast, it all felt so damn good.
Suddenly he was stung by another nut, his cock erupting several splashes of semen like a volcano. It was every bit as good as he thought it would feel, and the load he spurted was no less strong because of it, shooting up into the air and then landing right onto the top of MJ's head of red hair. Her face being stained with his spooge did not prompt her to stop eating his balls, she was more concerned with how his nuts were spasming in his mouth while still deep in a state of climax and yet they weren't wilting one bit. She only noticed all the cum staining her face at the last minute.
When he was done jizzing, she looked up at his penis. She still wasn't concerned with her face being covered in cum, not when she was so distracted by the sight of his pulsing penis. It was the same situation with his balls, his pecker had shriveled down one bit. All she could do was stare at it.
She remembered how he had played with her tits earlier. She looked back up at him and saw how knocked out he was, small wonder after everything they did together. But her chest was still aching with need. And she was becoming a little curious.
While Peter was still sighing from all that action, she rose herself up by her torso and then she slammed her tits all the way down onto his dick. The speed in which she slid herself down on him, it smarted a little, but it was so worth it. His dick had tasted so hot on her tongue and now it was right between her taters.
It was a bit much to get used to at first. After all the oral stimulation she had recently given to his pecker, she thought she was prepared for anything when it came to pleasing him. But he was still plenty stiff and had to deal with the width of his prick pushing between her breasts.
Still she was intent on making this one as pleasurable as possible for the both of them. MJ was getting used to tit fucking this new and improved spider dick, and so she only moved herself up and down slowly on him. That wasn't the only thing she was doing though, and as she was holding her tits while pleasing him, she had undone the front of her bra enough so that her nipples were sticking out. She took them in between her fingers and started pinching them.
But she couldn't just ignore the penis still so close to her face. It's smell and taste was no less intoxicating to her than before. Like a depraved bitch, she started licking all over his meat and rubbing her face on his sensitive skin while still using her tits to drive him crazy.
He was also being affected by her change in mood. He moved up with a sudden burst in strength and looked down at her. She didn't relent one bit in pleasuring him and even looked up at him. The meaning in her eyes, it was so tender and raunchy at the same time.
That look in her eyes didn't diminish one bit as time went on. Not even when she sped up the pace of her tit job. She glued her face to his shaft, licking all over it while still giving him those sweet puppy dog eyes.
Peter couldn't take it anymore. He was frantically holding his head, he couldn't believe how sensitive he had become, how good it felt. He was making noises rather embarrassing for the legendary Spider-Man and MJ only sped herself up. She wanted to break him completely.
Gritting his teeth, he let out a sudden grunt when he came again. Taking advantage of his weakness this time, she grabbed his prick and moving her face back, pointed his penis down and opened her mouth wide open. He shot several thick loads right down her throat. Unlike the last time he came in her mouth she was better able to receive this load, and she stroked him as he was busting this next nut.
He was beginning to calm down. Feeling very naughty, she locked her lips solely around the cockhead where the opening was and gently sucked on the skin of his dick. Having just climaxed, he was still so very sensitive and had to lie down as she worked her magic on him.
His genitals were lost in an almost numb feeling of euphoria. His whole body was shaking all over. He didn't even feel her get back and liberate his penis from the confinement of her breasts. After eating his junk so good, MJ had a better place in mind on where he could stick it. Standing up, her face and hair still dripping in his cum, she undid the front of her pants.
“Peter...” she cooed to him. He suddenly looked up at her. “I got another place you can put that.”
She seductively took her pants off. She took it extra slow and moved her hips like she was a bellydancer. While she was doing so she gave him a dark smile and licked her lips. The sight of his lady love tempting him and covered in his cum, he couldn't break eye contact with her. He wouldn't dare.
Peter watched as her shapely thighs became exposed to his eyes. He had fallen in love with this woman for so many reasons beyond her physical beauty but it would be a lie to say that he was blind to how good she looked. Those legs were one hell of a reason he was crazy about her, and after three strong nuts in a row, he was far from spent and more sex crazed than ever. He wanted her now more than ever before.
As she was giving him a little strip tease, she broke eye contact first. Lying on the mattress with his pecker standing up in the air, she couldn't help but be distracted by it. She was already fantasizing about feeling it inside of her cunt, and yet she could only be amazed now by how much bigger it had gotten. For several awkward seconds she wasn't even focused on pulling her pants down any further.
Too many seconds for him. “Like what you see?” he said. Deep in the back of her mind, MJ was worried that something had changed in Peter. The weirdness of the suit, his almost single minded focus on fooling around with her and his almost invincible genitals, it was getting to be a bit much for her. She knew Peter had been dealing with some strange stuff lately, so much so that being bitten by a radioactive spider seemed normal by comparison. But that little quip made something light up in her heart beyond how lusty this whole encounter had become.
She licked her lips. She quickly got her pants down to her ankles and then tossed them aside. Then she put a hand down her panties and deliberately fingered herself, teasing him. Then she took her wet fingers to her lips and licked each of them clean. Smiling, she dropped her panties. He could see the wetness on her inner thighs, the dampness in her red pubic hair. She very slowly moved a finger down to her twat and spread open her vaginal lips.
He needed it so bad. He instantly dropped his pants. Her smile hadn't left her face. But there was a newfound tension in the air, he could sense her vibe as if he was reading her mind. Already erect, his dick stood up even higher. Those previous orgasms hadn't dampened his energy one bit. He got up and moved at her. He was ready to take her.
But much to his surprise, she pushed him back. “Whoa, whoa big guy, I got the same idea as you do. But how about you get a condom for that? I'm kind of in my danger period and as much as I love you, I'm not ready to have kids just yet.”
He just nodded, he was so dumb and horny he couldn't speak. He went to the bathroom looking for a condom. He looked in the medicine cabinet and he looked on the shelf. But much to his dismay, he couldn't find it.
He was so frustrated that he almost punched the glass of the medicine cabinet. But as he was thinking on where it could be, he felt a strange wriggling sensation on his penis. He looked down to see what it was.
To his surprise, he watched as a thick black substance formed around his naked pecker from the pants of the symbiote. Yet it didn't feel like he was wearing anything on his cock, instead it felt just as naked as before. He was so stunned by it happening that he didn't notice that his penis had gotten bigger.
Someone else however would not fail to notice his improved size. As he was moving back, his penis still standing right up, MJ was sitting on the bed, now totally naked. She had cleaned herself of all of the cum that stained her and now the only clear sign it was ever on her was a thin residue of fluid marking her flawless skin. She almost gasped at seeing his penis coated in the black substance. It wasn't that he was still hard or that his dick was pointing right at her but that it had gotten even longer than before.
She was about to say something. But Peter wasn't in the mood for words, that look she was giving him spoke it all. He moved at her fast and pushing her down onto the mattress, pressed his dick all the way inside of her pussy. The only thing she could do was gasp.
Peter froze up a little bit too. After all the ways MJ had worked his dick and got it all filthy earlier, the makeshift symbiote condom made it feel like it was clean all over again. Her pussy felt so damn good on his member, and he took several seconds just to savor all of it.
And then something snapped in the back of his head. It was something he didn't understand that went beyond physical pleasure or his love for her. He was inside her and he needed her.
The instant he started ramming her, she was thrown back from the force of his power. She was wailing, not just from the intensity of his cock inside of her, but also from how much bigger he had gotten even in the interim between her sucking him off and his prick being deep inside her pussy. She had been horny and wet but even that couldn't prepare her for the reality of this giant thing stuffing her for real. It was all she could do to take it as best she could and wrap her calves around his hips.
Peter on the other hand didn't notice too much. His hands found her tits and kneaded them as hard as he could. MJ's pussy was already dealing with the increased girth of the dick currently pushing against her wet and sensitive walls, but her boyfriend's eager paws playing with her breasts were making them convulse in ways she hadn't known possible. It was new and it was awkward almost to the point of agony but at the same time she didn't want it to stop either.
Seeing the look on her face and feeling her pussy reacting to the full momentum of his thrusts, something clicked in Peter's mind even within his current bestial state. He instantly slowed down, a pure act of willpower on his part against the almost electric feeling of bliss raging inside his penis and forces growing inside him he had only begun to understand. They locked eyes again and she looked up at him, a soft look on her face.
“Peter...” she whimpered.
“MJ...” he said. “I...I love you!”
“I love you too Peter!”
He was still maintaining that slow pace inside of her. His love for her was giving him the strength to hold back. But his dick still inside of MJ his one and only true love, feeling her pussy clinging to him, those soft eyes of hers staring deep into his, it was more than the influence of the symbiote that was tempting him right now. Without a word she lightly nodded up at him.
Still maintaining control of himself after she was flung so off course from his mad fucking earlier, he gradually thrust faster inside of her. This time she was better able to receive the penis plowing her needy little pussy. With her calves she around his waist, she was able to slowly move back against him. When her hands grabbed his wrists, he was still fondling her tits and she felt no alarm in touching the slimy substance still coating his skin, he knew he had no reason to hold back anymore.
He resumed fucking her at a fast pace. Nothing quite as ruthless as before, but it certainly wasn't gentle either. She was also getting into it now, moving her hips back with his. Growing more comfortable with Peter's strength, she got more aggressive with him, clinging to him further.
She was moving back against each one of his thrusts, and even with that condom on, he could feel how slick and tight her cunt was on his prick slamming deep inside of her pussy. He was still sucking on her tits, her nipples were so hard in his mouth, and even though he had relented with his earlier rough fucking, he was by no means being gentle either. Every single movement between the both of them was furious and hard, such was their love for each other that they trusted each other totally even in this rough embrace.
Getting bolder, she wrapped herself around him even further until she was totally wound up around him. Peter understood exactly what she wanted and scooped his hands under her ass until she was level with him. He looked into MJ's eyes, they were deep with love and a dark lust and they stuck their tongues out, mashing them together hard. He hadn't relented in plowing her cunt and with the way she was going at it with him, that initial hesitation they both felt earlier was a thing of the past. Her naked hooters were rubbing up on his chest, she could feel the slimy substance of the symbiote mixed in with his hard muscle underneath and she loved it.
While the both of them were rocking up on each other, Peter grit his teeth. Her tight pussy was great on his dick and he could feel her breasts moving up on his chest not quite as if he was naked but like it was a second skin he had regrown. Normally that should have been cause for concern, he still recognized something was off about the symbiote in the back of his mind after snapping at Dr. Connors and fleeing from the Oscorp labs, but now he embraced his new state, the sensation was so damn good and he felt at one with her. All of it was bringing him to the cusp of an orgasm.
MJ felt it too. She had gotten comfortable giving it back to him, getting rammed by his dick that had only gotten bigger in between the time she had fucked it up since he got home, but he was getting faster and faster. Unable to take it anymore, she just rested her head lightly on his shoulder and cried out as his growing prick stretched her cunt out even further and pushed it to levels of pleasure she didn't know were possible.
Peter suddenly let out a loud groan when he came. He was wearing that condom inside of MJ's pussy, but his dick shooting out it's goo throbbed violently inside of her. She was weakly holding onto him and that cock stirring up her insides only knocked it out of her even more. She was shaking on him, he didn't know if he had driven her to climax too or something else, that's how intense his own euphoria was. But he just held her tight, enjoying her closeness, the pleasure, all of it.
While MJ was resting up on him, he sat back down on the bed. She was still holding onto him, still shaking. As much as he enjoyed cumming inside of her so badly, he loved feeling her shaking with her own ecstasy, that mix of warmth and desire on her end was fueling something inside of him again too. His stamina was already something well beyond the limits of normal people thanks to being bitten by that radioactive spider and his daily life of saving the world and fighting villains of all stripes had only tempered that natural strength. Having MJ hold onto him like this, it made all the effort feel so worth it.
Take her, a voice whispered in his head. It didn't feel like a stray thought of want in this intimate embrace, it felt like someone else entirely talking to him.
What?
Take her.
He rationalized it away. Just another weird thing happening. Feeling MJ resting on him, he had far more important things to worry about. But he did still want her. Her body that close, his dick getting hard again inside of her, however strange that thought felt, he knew he agreed with it and he was wanting her on a level beyond love. He started pumping into her at a slow and leisurely pace.
MJ was feeling much the same. She was still taking in that mutual climax between the both of them, and him suddenly moving inside of her again was making her start to feel it was more than she could handle. Without a word she pushed him down and he complied, lying down on the mattress. He was still fucking her, but she took him by surprise when she slammed herself down on him with a strength he hadn't expected from her after he knocked her out so badly.
Nor would she stop anytime soon. She looked down at him with a dark smile and began moving herself up and down on his prick still lodged deep inside her twat. That same weird thought was still fresh in his mind and he heard it again, so primitive and dark but MJ's beautiful face he had fell in love with so long ago looking down on him with libidinous intents of her own was taking his attention more now. Gazing back into her eyes, he smiled back at her.
Just as he was getting comfortable under her, he felt her pussy clamping down hard on his dick. He didn't know if she had spontaneously climaxed again or she was deliberately doing it to him but she had surprised him alright. He was about to start pumping inside of her again and then he realized he just wanted to watch her go at it, feel her take her passions out on him.
As he expected, she started riding him faster and faster. Everytime she humped him her tits flopped up and down and the sight of his lady love acting like a whore was doing it for him. That whole time she was still just as tight as ever and it felt incredible on his big dick.
With how much larger his dick had been getting, she couldn't maintain that enthusiastic momentum for long. He was just lying there and letting her ride him, savoring the goodness of it all. Yet for whatever energy she had, she still had to slow down, she had underestimated the girth of his prick deep inside her. That's how anyone watching her would see it, but Peter knew otherwise. Under her and inside her, feeling her vagina massaging his prick, he knew it was as much of her overestimating herself as well as sheer pleasure on her end.
Just as she was still slowly edging herself on top of him, he pumped right back inside of her. The movement was so sudden that she gasped. She looked down on him, that racy temptress act was gone, and she looked so lost. Smiling at her, he moved inside of her again.
MJ would have fallen down on top of him if it weren't for her hands catching on the mattress at the last minute. Even then she was still getting it good and threw her head back and wailed like an animal as he continued stuffing her pussy. The stuffing she was getting got to be so intense that she had to give it back to him to make it more bearable, the intensity and bliss she was getting from him was almost painful at that point.
Fortunately for all of her virtues, MJ at that point could be a dirty little minx in the bedroom. After having done it with Peter for so long she had learned a few things, and as much as he was getting to her now, she was no stranger to his stamina and power in this sort of thing. She didn't need to be in a comfortable position to just move her hips down onto him. Looking at her from behind, it was like she was shaking her ass like a stripper on top of him, getting to him good.
Take her. That same voice, that same thought again. In his new position, Peter wouldn't dare question it and his big hands found her tits. She was already so sensitive but the slickness of the symbiote's flesh on her skin felt so good and MJ's twat got even tighter on him in that instant. She couldn't take it anymore, she started riding him even harder, frantically even. He wasn't much better, pounding inside of her pussy with a newfound power and he wanted her even more.
He was suddenly stung by another orgasm, shooting another load inside the condom. MJ was just giving it to him really good but his cock twitching inside of her made her freeze up and she only sat there on top of him, twitching. Peter massaged her tits slowly, it was a loving act to be sure, but he knew that in her moment of ecstasy that it was fucking her up so good.
She climbed off of him and went by his side on the mattress, sitting up on all fours and just absorbing her state of sheer pleasure. Peter looked at his cock, it was still in encased in that weird black condom and for a few seconds he could have sworn it was getting even bigger. He stood up to get a closer look.
But just as he was staring down at his penis he looked back at MJ. On all fours like that, she looked so inviting like some stripper doing a show for her audience. He was looking straight at her ass and no longer paying attention to how much bigger his dick had gotten. He only cared about good his pecker felt.
And how much better it would feel soon. He barely heard that voice coaxing him to do things to her, that's how horny he was, and he grabbed her hips and started eating all over her ass. MJ looked back at him, seeing him slurp on her donk like an animal. She thought to say something she was so tender.
Then before she knew it, his cock slammed right back inside of her again. She clutched her fingers hard into the mattress under her. Despite the suddenness of him fucking her again she was possessed of an almost bestial lust and together with his size plowing her again, she had no choice but to move her ass back up on him.
He leaned down and started kissing her neck. That close to him, MJ looked back at him. He stopped momentarily enough for them to lock eyes again, it was the same face of the man she had fallen in love with. But there was something different about him.
She didn't have too much time to think on that, not when he stuck his tongue out. She stuck hers back out to mash on his. She felt something different about it, the texture, but that was all in the back of her mind. There were more important things to be concerned with.
Filled up with that hazy mix of lust and love, she moved back with him again hard. It wasn't as intense or as focused as when she had been riding him earlier, but she had no choice and she didn't care anymore. The both of them were so unified in that time, not needing or caring about anything else.
He pushed himself in all the way inside of her again. He was like that for several moments. MJ thought to say something but then she felt his cum inside of her again, and it was so right.
Then he pulled out and fell down onto the mattress. She looked down at Peter, he looked totally tuckered out. After all that raw fucking, she never thought he could look so innocent. Smiling, she gently kissed him on the lips and then she too lay beside him.
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