Spider-Man: Lust

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- Happy New Year everyone, the biggest holiday of the year!

Announced Lady Deadpool in a sexy Santa outfit with a top up to her ribs and a skirt well above her cal-

- You can see my pussy from underneath! And we don't need any embellishments, because everyone knows why we're here.

Lady Deadpool made a circular gesture with her fingers and moved her fingers from side to side around her mouth, though she had no idea how it was supposed to work with the mask on.

- When you consider that the mask is a very tight condom, it works perfectly!

Haa... Who picked it out in the first place? Man, I hope you're happy with it. Because I'm definitely not--

- Hey! Isn't the narrative kind of falling apart? There's my speech, and then there's the author's speech, which nobody needs and nobody is interested in, not even his relatives and friends, who probably don't even exist!

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Suddenly, a nuclear bomb fell on Lady Deadpool and destroyed her. The end. And everyone lived happily ever after.

- Hey! What about the pron? We're here for this and this! - Lady Deadpool thrust her hips, her hands pretending to hold up her round arse, but she slapped her own. - Not to fight your complexes when dealing with beautiful, gorgeous, witty, intelligent and pitifully modest gorgeous girls!

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- Hey!

- I think he's gone.

- Hulk woman?! What are you doing here?!

- You mean in Peter's room in a Santa suit with my tightly clenched breasts on top and the roundness of a wide ass with tight thighs on the bottom?!

- Wow! You're doing a much better job of describing it! From now on, I'm putting you on the author's list!

- Okay.

After a hard day's workout, I was rewarded, as I should have been.

- Mnh-mnh!

A young boy's handsome face buried in my crotch, eagerly working his tongue inside my girl.

- Ah!

The way Peter was actively licking my pussy, mopping up the sweat and the endless stream of nectar couldn't help but cause moans to escape my lips.

- Just got the privilege and immediately put my tongue to work! My respect to my girlfriends-

Lady Deadpool is not in this scene.

- Mnhmmm...

Back to Peter, his caresses that have me biting my lips and squeezing my breasts, one that is roughly the size of his head. That aside from his eager tongue, his hands are also quite adventurous.....

- Ahhhh!

They stroke across my heated green skin. Squeezing my strong thighs so tightly that a girlish squeal nearly bursts out of me. Teasingly circling both my holes, one of which is neglected but still both hungry for cock.

- Ah-Ammm!

A hard cock that could tear me apart. Making me feel like a little girl in the thrall of a real man.

- Ahhhh!

The sounds of kissing and tongue movements grew louder and louder. My thighs willingly clutching Peter's face trembled, and my pumping belly began to quiver with my attempts to calm my breathing a little, until finally....

-Hey! -It's not fair, you're not the only one people voted for!

I didn't experience what every teenager experienced when they heard the sound of a door opening while they were home alone.

- Haa... Can't help it.

After a hard day's workout, as I was supposed to do, I got a load of--

- Hey! It's the same thing! The old author, come back, I'll forgive you.

Lady Deadpool is still missing from this scene.

- Ah-ah-ah-ah.

In her place is Natasha Romanoff, aka Black Widow.

Paying special attention to cardio, Natasha is still working out on the exercise bike, moving her booty along the machine in tight, wide-bottomed gym trousers.

- Ahhhh!...

*Slap*

At the same time, literally behind her, in the changing room, I was laid on a bench and a young guy's blood-filled cock was slapping my soaked baby girl. Each spanking not only made a wet sound along the tiny room of lockers, but it echoed in my body with the desire to be pulled on as soon as possible.

- Ughmmmmm!...

Stretching my baby girl, Peter's cock went inside pushing my walls apart, making them memorise the shape of the best cock that-

- And here I am again! And once again all the attention is on you alone? What was that intro with Natasha even about?

Haa.

- Ahhhh!

While with slow but steady movements my baby girl was made to flow, and burn even more in desire. Natasha walked into the changing room and ....

- ...

Without any words, she gave Peter and I one look before sitting down on a nearby bench and....

- Ah!

Distracting me from looking at Natasha, Peter squeezed my breasts with force, my nipples immediately swelled and saliva filled my mouth with appetite.

- Ahhhh!

It didn't take Peter long to distract me, and soon Natasha closed my gaze. Climbing on top of me in all her naked splendour.

- Mmmm.

The Widow rumbled erotically, but was distracted by Peter's gaze as he squeezed her ripe buns tantalisingly in front of his face.

- Amnnmmm!...

As Peter lowered his face to her beautiful arse where his tongue found the juicy girl.....

- Mnnmmm!...

Natasha moved down to my breasts. And her pink tongue looked lovely on my dark green nipples.

- Ahh!

The more passionate Natasha became, biting my nipples, rubbing her voluminous breasts against my body.....

- Aaaaaaah!..

The higher Peter's pressure became. The more juices he forced out of my pussy. The more my womb yearned to be filled with his seed. To be pregnant with his child.

- Aah!

But I wasn't the only one Peter was paying attention to. So Natasha broke into a passionate, albeit somewhat muffled scream of orgasm.

- Kggh!

When like me, it was worth it for Peter to discharge a mad stream of seed inside.....

- AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

I screamed with pleasure and-

- And this too is all about you and how Peter satisfies you. You could have devoted the scene to your pleasure with Natasha for a change, to mega juicy, over-the-top lesbian games!

...Okay.

In a dark dungeon lit only by wall torches--

- A sudden change of location?!

... We're all clear. Who won't be in this scene.

On the throne, which was accessed by steps that rose above the stone floor, sat the Queen of Darkness, Celine.

- Umm... Yes... A new slave to my collection.

Who pleasured herself by spreading her long snow-white legs, and with a smile from under her black hair watched with her devilish eyes how....

- Mnhmmm!

The all-famous mutant, Jean Grey, adorned with wolf ears, was being mercilessly pounded with a wide pink Wolfgirl strapon. A young, petite girl with wheat hair, on the verge of transforming into wolf form.

- I-I-I-I'm not giving up!... - pleaded Jean.

- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! - to which the she-wolf only laughed madly. - That's what everyone says at first!

Waving her fluffy tail, Raine didn't take her beastly eyes off the gorgeous booty in her hands.

- Ummmmmmm!...

When Celine lightly tightened the leash that clenched the collar around the She-Wolf's neck, she nearly drooled, biting her lower lip with her fangs.

- Mhmmm!...

While Mistress and servant were in a special invisible union, Jin and the latter was in one that left wet marks underneath her with each new thrust.

- Hv-hvah-hvah! - Jean could barely breathe under the pressure of the She-Wolf's thrusts. - I-I-I-I b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but you're not going to....

- Tell me you're my servant!

Enjoying the picture, Celine's smile spread.

- Say it, Bitch!

And the She-Wolf increased the pressure, giving in to her baser instincts.

- Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Finally Jean couldn't take it any longer and let out a stunning scream of orgasm that echoed along the walls.

- Mmmm...

- And so? Who do you belong to?

- Mnhmm...? А? To you Mistress, to whom else...?

Distracted from licking Celine's beautiful toes, Jean said in a trance. To which Mistress smiled at her and stroked Rain's head.

- ... Listen, why aren't you in the scene that didn't include Peter?

- With that, I, Hulkwoman, and Lady Deadpool would like to take a moment to wish you all a Happy New Year! We wish that this year will bring only joys commensurate with our boobs! That life will be softer to you as our tits! And that all your dreams come true, even if they're as big as our tits!

- Hey, is it just me or does everything revolve around your tits? Although if mine were as big as my head, I'd be bragging about them all the time too, yeah-

- All the best, see you in the next chapters, if you choose us of course!

- Hey! Everything?! How?! What about me?! What about my scene?! Let me at least show you my boobs! Here! Look! Aren't they cool?!

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- Oh, my God! Everyone who could describe them is gone. Okay, breathe! Breathe in, breathe out, and we're playing wrong again. I know! I can handle describing my breasts, after all, I play with them every day! So let's start by going beyond direct speech!

Here we are, all right!

And so... My tits. Tits. They're big. Yes, they are! My tits are big! And they're boob-shaped! And they feel like tits! Do you get it?! Have you peed your knickers yet?!

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...Author, you're done. I give up.