The Superior Spider-Man: Ownership | By : BlackMarvelDC Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 28048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Parker was supposed to be gone all weekend. Off with the Avengers doing Avenger stuff. That meant Miles had MJ all to himself for the next 48 hours. And he wasn't going to waste a moment of it.
He had only arrived at their apartment a short while ago and they had already fucked on the couch. Mary Jane had ridden him fierce, sitting her perfect, white girl ass on his cock and rocked her hips like she was possessed by some kind of sex goddess. Driven him wild until he couldn't control himself. Until he bent her over the armrest and reamed out her sweet little cunt. Emptied his swollen black balls inside a taken woman.
That had been before. This was now. Now they were on her bed, the same bed she and Peter slept in. The same bed where she and Miles started their whole scandalous affair. He had her in his arms, sitting in his lap and facing him. They were taking it slow this time, the redheaded model slowly working her hips. She was grinding against her lover, moaning softly as she took the time to enjoy his cock deep inside her. She had her hands resting on his shoulders, holding him for support as she picked up the pace ever so slightly.
Miles groaned, sucking a hard pink nipple into his hungry mouth. Mary Jane hissed as he bit down, her hands moving up to cradle his head. He buried his face into the older woman's bountiful bust, kissing and licking the soft flesh of her tits. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She was hot to the touch and sweaty. So was he. The inevitable result of a lovemaking marathon.
"Miles..." She moaned as he planted kissing along her neck. "God... Your cock feels so fucking good..."
The young hero grunted, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her womanly hips. She was riding him faster now, but only slightly. She was working her way back up to the wild fucking they had enjoyed back on the couch. Miles Morales may have been endowed with superhuman endurance - among other things - but Mary Jane Watson was still only human.
"Such a big cock..." She hummed into his ear, fingernails gently running across his back. Then she kissed him, moaning as her tongue found its way into his mouth. Miles kissed back hungrily. Mary Jane tasted like cinnamon. New lip gloss perhaps?
The gorgeous model pulled away but their faces remained less than an inch apart. She stared intently into her young lover's eyes and he into hers. He saw a fire inside her, raging with passion and lust. This was wrong, they both knew it. Making love, fucking on the bed Mary Jane shared with her boyfriend. With Miles' mentor.
It was a raw passion. Raw fucking. Miles wasn't wearing a condom. He hadn't worn one during all of their other "sessions" either. Mary Jane never made him wear one. She had told him that she wanted to feel him, all of him, inside her. Who was Miles Morales, the Spider-Sidekick, to argue?
"Such a big fucking cock..." Mary Jane repeated, again picking up the pace. She continued to stare into Miles' eyes as she rocked faster against him.
"Bigger than Pete?" Miles couldn't help himself. Maybe it was some sort of juvenile alpha male thing, some ego-stroking for the angry black man in the back of his mind. But he needed to hear it again, needed to hear the hot white woman riding his cock say it. It was almost like music, those beautiful words.
Mary Jane giggled, a soft, gentle hand reaching up to stroke the younger man's cheek. Her laugh turned into a wicked cackle as she relished in their fucked-up situation.
"Bigger than Pete," She affirmed, gasping as she felt his cock throb inside her. "So much bigger..."
It was wrong. Everything about what they were doing was wrong. But addicting nonetheless. She planted a kiss on his forehead and lead his face down between her perfect tits. Miles didn't need her to tell him to start sucking. Mary Jane hummed happily as the young black man beneath her lavished attention on her pale, milky breasts. He sucked one nipple, then the other, planting wet, hungry kisses along the deep valley between her massive mammaries. He reached up and palmed them both, his strong, dark hands cupping so much soft flesh that it was practically spilling over his fingers.
"Better than Pete?" This time it was he who rocked his hips. Hard. Mary Jane gasped sharply, then cooed in pleasant surprise. The whole situation was a surprise, if she was to be perfectly honest.
Six months ago, Mary Jane Watson was a successful model with a superhero boyfriend. But then he forgot their anniversary.
Now, Mary Jane Watson was a successful model with a superhero boyfriend she regularly cheated on. With his black sidekick. His considerably younger black sidekick.
Normally, Mary Jane would have scoffed at the idea of her fucking and organizing wild threesomes with a young black teenage male. She was a woman with standards after all. But a big black cock was a big black cock. And the fact that Miles knew how to fuck a woman was just icing on the cake. So if Mary Jane Watson's life was to have her pussy ravaged by some punk black kid, then she was absolutely fine with that.
"Better than Pete." The redhead moaned, inwardly shocked by how much passion she put into those words. She was going faster now, rising on Miles' lap and descending, his big black cock sinking deep inside her wet and needy cunt. The pale swells of her ass slapped hard against her lover's muscled thighs, the indecent clap of skin upon skin echoing loudly in the apartment bedroom as if to punctuate her words of lustful, passionate betrayal.
"Fuck..." Miles groaned, hands travelling down to cup MJ's perfect rear. He held her tight, using his strong arms to help her pick up the pace even more. Skin slapped against skin, soft white body against dark muscled form, big hard cock sinking into tight quivering pussy. Their slow lovemaking had gradually turned into wild, lustful fucking. And Mary Jane was vocal in her appreciation.
"Harder... Faster... fuck that big black cock into me, Miles!"
Her whole body was locked in this carnal dance, grinding, rocking, undulating in Miles' lap. Delicious curves going this way and that way, hypnotic in their movement. Her perfect body, long legs, big breasts, wide hips, juicy ass, the pale skin, and fiery red hair, it was all being claimed. Claimed by some punk black kid who hadn't even graduated high school.
"Harder, Miles! Fuck me harder! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
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Can someone say Deja Vu?
Today was an anniversary. Not one to be celebrated - at least not widely celebrated. This one was... taboo, to say the least. Six months ago, Peter Parker skipped out on his anniversary. Left his poor girlfriend all alone on their special night. Sent his young, loyal sidekick to relay the bad news. Bad mistake on Peter's part.
A bad mistake because his loyal sidekick was a horny young black kid. And his girlfriend was naturally angry at being forgotten in favor of superheroics. The sidekick, as it turned out, had a big black cock. And the girlfriend had a recent vacancy in what was supposed to be her special night with hubby.
Needless to say, Mary Jane Watson got her special night. Miles Morales had been more than equipped to fill Pete's vacancy.
And his still filling it, from the looks of things.
Felicia Hardy smirked as she watched the unlikely pair from her perch on the building across from theirs. She watched their slow, sensual joining gradually transform into the hard, animalistic fucking she knew they both craved, watched Mary Jane ride Miles faster and faster until Black Cat could practically hear the carnal sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoing in her ears.
The two traitorous lovebirds were still going at it, fucking like rabbits. But they were close, Felicia could tell. So close to that delicious end. And she wasn't going to miss it, her eyes glued to her binoculars.
Miles had his hands on Mary Jane's sumptuous ass, fingers sinking into her soft flesh, claiming dominion over what was his. His balls, tight and swollen, churning with hot cum, slapped against her plump cheeks as the famous model sank down onto his cock again and again and again. Mary Jane's face was twisted in wild bliss, halfway between pain and happiness. Her lips were moving but Felicia could not hear a word she was saying. Most likely, she was begging Miles to fuck her even harder, being the wanton slut that she was.
The Black Cat licked her ruby red lips, clawed fingers reaching down to play with the zipper, threatening to expose more of her already low neckline.
Then it came. Miles buried his face into Mary Jane's tits once again, the redheaded model throwing her head back in a silent cry. They rocked together some more, ending with Miles giving one final thrust. He pulled MJ close, arms wrapped around her thin waist, ensuring that his massive cock was buried into his mentor's girlfriend all the way to the root.
Black Cat imagined what it was like to be in Mary Jane's spot, with a big black cock slammed deep in her cunt and scalding hot cum shooting deep inside her womanhood. The Cat Burglar shivered at the thought, nipples poking through the black material of her suit.
She lowered her binoculars and brought up her smartphone. The screen glowed bright and the text from Mary Jane read clear as day.
Peter's out of town again. I'm inviting Miles over. It's our six month anniversary. We've got the whole weekend. Feel free to drop by.
Felicia bit her lip. After their performance just now, she was reminded of that night the three of them shared. She hadn't had a hard fucking like that ever since. Either she was too busy or the men she took home just didn't measure up.
Needless to say, the Black Cat was eager to take her friend up on such a generous offer. After all, they had all weekend, didn't they?
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