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🕑 Added 2022-03-13 02:00:00 +0000 UTCFinally sated by this last orgasm, Peter tore off the women’s blindfolds, one by one. Mary Jane squealed at the sight of Felicia dripping with cum, while Felicia purred to look down at her own sopping wet breasts and see how they’d taken Peter’s ejaculation. Gwen was too shaken to react as strongly, but of course, she was a good girl. Peter wouldn’t be expecting her to savor such a spectacle the way the other two had.
Slinging Gwen over his shoulder, he carried Mary Jane and Felicia under his arms to the bed, where he laid them down gently and started to work on their bindings. He had just tripped one catch when a klaxon slashed through the air. He looked to the window. Red siren lights were flashing across the blinds from outside.
“Go, Peter,” Mary Jane said immediately. “Don’t worry about us. Get out there and take care of it.”
“Are you sure?” Peter asked, though he was already pulling on his costume. “It won’t take a minute to get at least one of you out…”
“You don’t have time to spare, Peter, go!” Mary Jane insisted, and as Peter’s mask covered his face, he obeyed her. Racing for the window, throwing it open, and launching himself out into space.
The klaxon blessedly died down soon after, leaving only the swirling lights—Mary Jane could only imagine that someone had realized the piercing noise was counterproductive. That whatever the disaster was, Spider-Man could better deal with it without any distractions.
Mary Jane looked down at the boot that Peter had been taking off for her. She banged it against a bedpost and the latch closed again, fully securing her inside the bitch-suit until Peter got back. She let out a laugh. “I would’ve been so pissed if any of my old boyfriends did this. But since it’s Peter…”
“I know. It feels right somehow,” Felicia moaned, taking a deep breath of the musky scent wafting off of her marked breasts. “MJ, come on, get over here. You know you’ve always loved my tits.”
“Your tits aren’t what I love about your tits right now,” Mary Jane teased as she picked herself up.
She crawled across the bed to Felicia, heedlessly piling on top of Gwen to sprawl herself into Felicia’s chest. There, she licked and sucked at her cum-covered breasts. Peter had come so hotly that his seed was still warm, and MJ was intent on enjoying all she could before it cooled.
“They are pretty nice though,” Gwen admitted, helplessly watching as Mary Jane motorboated Felicia’s huge breasts, smearing herself with Peter’s cum as much as licking it up. “Like, you’d think they’d be too big, but they’re just so… nice.”
“Tell me about it,” Mary Jane moaned, rolling her tongue along Felicia’s nipple. “Lots of fun to play with… Gwen, you want some?”
“No, no,” Gwen demurred shakily. “I couldn’t.”
“Sure you could. She has two breasts, doesn’t she? And you know Peter had plenty of cum to give her…”
Moaning dismally as if enthralled, Gwen forced herself out from under Mary Jane, padding up over Felicia’s body to join the redhead in licking, sucking, and kissing those famous breasts, and all she could taste of the semen that had painted them.
“Mmmmm,” Felicia purred happily. “So glad you could join us, Gwen. Mary Jane’s cute and all…”
“But?” Mary Jane asked leadingly, picking her face up out of Felicia’s cleavage.
“But your best feature is that fat ass, and I can’t get much of a look at it with your face in my tits. While Gwen has that sweet, lovely face you just want to… I don’t know. It’s really something to see it wrapped around my nipple.”
“Or wrapped around Peter’s cock,” Mary Jane sighed. “Wish I could’ve watched that.”
“I don’t know, it’s kinda fun to be blindfolded,” Felicia groaned, voice hitching as Gwen started to suck on her nipple. (It didn’t taste of cum anymore—just of Felicia.) “Knowing we’re blind and helpless and he can do whatever he wants to us… I can’t think of a better way to show Peter that we belong to him. You know he always makes us cum.”
“Yeah…” Her appetite sated, Mary Jane laid her head down on Felicia’s breast. “I want to do more for him, to really service him, but what can you do that’s as good as what he does to us? God, the number of times I came… I guess all I can really do is say ‘Pete, I’m yours. I’m going to get off on whatever you do to me. Just do whatever you want, that’s all I want, I want you to use me however you see fit.’”
“That’s what the bitch-suits say,” Gwen remarked, laying on Felicia’s other tit so she could look Mary Jane in the eye. “I still wish you could’ve seen me get his cock in the mouth. It nearly strangled me! But I loved it.”
“Maybe we should make a sex tape,” Felicia mewled happily. “After we’re done, we can take off the blindfolds and see what he did to us.”
“Oh no. No way!” Gwen said. “I’m not getting skullfucked for your viewing pleasure. Getting dominated by Peter is enough for me, thanks.”
“We’re not trying to dominate you, idiot,” Felicia said fondly. “We’d be on the tape too. Isn’t there anything you’d like to see Peter doing to us?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Mary Jane retorted.
Felicia looked at her.
“Your tits,” Mary Jane breathed. “I know there’s no way I can be in a relationship with those tits and that cock and not want to see Peter fucking them.”
“What about you?” Gwen piped up. “Felicia was right. You do have a fat ass.”
“Thanks a lot!” Mary Jane snapped.
Felicia rolled her eyes. “C’mon, Red, you know we love it. Peter would probably love it too. With his cock, I mean.”
“Hold on!” Mary Jane cried. “So Gwen’s sucking him off, you’re giving him a titjob, and I’m getting fucked in the ass? By that beast? How is that fair?”
“I know. Gwen’s getting to taste his cock while I’m getting titfucked while you are going to have anal orgasm after anal orgasm.” Felicia grinned. “Cmon, Red. Gwen’s in. You really gonna be outslutted by Gwen?”
Mary Jane took a deep breath. “Fine. So who goes first?”
Felicia’s smile became downright ferocious. “Let’s leave that up to Spider. One second.”
And she popped loose of her bitch-suit like it had just been hanging off her.
“Felicia!?” Gwen cried after her.
“Cat burglars and bondage,” Mary Jane muttered. “So unfair.”
***
When Peter got back, the first thing he saw was the camera on a tripod, aimed at the best. A Post-It note was stuck to the viewfinder. It said ‘Turn me on.’
Peter pressed the record button. Without the viewfinder in the way, he suddenly saw what the camera was aimed at. Not that he got a very good look. His eyes shot up off the viewfinder to take in the sight in person instead.
Felicia, Mary Jane, and Gwen were all up on the bed, bitch-suited, on their knees and elbows, and blindfolded. Peter didn’t know how they had gotten in and out of the bitch-suits to set this up—though he correctly guessed that Felicia’s talent as a cat burglar had come in handy—but all three of them were holding folded letters in their mouths.
Peter went to Mary Jane and took the letter from her mouth first. Unfolding it, he saw that only five large words were written on the paper, in Felicia’s handwriting:
Fuck Me In The Ass
Even with Mary Jane blindfolded, she seemed to be looking at him expectantly, an insouciant smirk on her mouth as she fully anticipated being the first to receive his attention. But Peter didn’t want the other girls to feel left out, even if he ended up picking Mary Jane, and he knew how much the redhead herself enjoyed bondage. He folded the letter back up and pushed it between her lips. Mary Jane moaned as she obediently held it in place.
Next, Peter took the letter from Felicia’s mouth. When he unfolded it, there were three more largely written words, still in her hand:
Fuck My Tits
Knowing that Peter was reading the letter, Felicia wagged her hips, waving her bare ass in the air for Peter’s attention, even though she wasn’t the one soliciting anal sex. Again, Peter folded up the letter and returned it to Felicia’s mouth. She took the movement in stride, still swaying her hips, making her bare ass and sumptuous breasts jostle from side to side with her sinuous movements. She seemed to expect that Peter would soon be picking her, even if he was currently moving onto Gwen.
Peter took the last letter from Gwen’s mouth and seeing her lovely face, he couldn’t help but brush his knuckles against her soft lips. She let out a mewling moan, but Peter shushed her with a finger against her mouth. He didn’t want her to distract him while he read the unfolded letter:
Fuck My Face
Peter let out a sigh as he folded the letter up again. It sure was nice to have choices.
Comments
Shendude
Ooooh. Best chapter yet!
