FUCK ME, SAID THE SPIDER

"How?" Was Jessica Jones' very, very valid question when she arrived home to find her partner, the father of her daughter, standing on the ceiling with their daughter. "How did a Spider Bite you?!" She asked. Luke grinned, and watched Jessica's eyes widen when Dani shot webs out of her little wrists and swing into her bedroom.

"There were some gas cannisters. The eggheads are tracing everyone who was there to see what people do with their new powers." He pulled Jessica into his arms and kissed her neck. Getting powers like Peter's was going to mess with his head a bit, Jessica was obsessed with Peter back in High School. So he resolved to give her reasons to forget about the Spider and focus on him.

Give her reasons all night long.

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Shaundi could hear her juices dripping onto the floor. Mr. Osborn was using both hands to explore her big black ass and she was bracing herself against the lift door. Hoping her knees don't buckle, praying the doors won't open.

What was this?! She'd not had any action that wasn't run on batteries or made of silicone or rubber for over a year, now she was getting molested by her Boss and all she could think was how much she didn't want him to stop!

He pushed up the bottom of her outfit to reveal her bare and pantyless ass, and to her delight, he knelt down behind her to get even more intimately acquainted with her. His tongue teased her asshole, oh fuck how did he know she loved anal!? she thought in a panic, while one set of fingers twisted and teased her clit. The other hand was rubbing her swollen and soaked cunt.

Oh fuck, she didn't care if anyone saw, she didn't care about anything other than-

DING

The lift door opened in the company carpark and Mr. Osborn was quickly standing and pulling her along with him as he went to his car. He didn't even bother to straighten her outfit, meaning anyone watching would see Shaundi's bare ass and pussy.

In his car, Mr. Osborn guided the dizzy and horny Ms. O'Brien's mouth down onto his cock. While he drove, she had her DSLs wrapped around her Boss' cock and he had his free hand grope her ass.

He parked in front of her apartment and finally grabbed her hair to push her down and pump his thick, white, hot cum down her throat and into her belly.

He left her there with one request; she wasn't allowed to cum until she was back at work the next day. Shaundi nearly whined in desperation, but accepted his command.

Had she paid more attention, she would have known that Norman had applied an oil to her pussy while he toyed with her that worked as a very potent aphrodisiac. She wouldn't be calming down anytime soon.

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Peter Parker watched as J. Jonah Jameson, in a Spider-Man costume with no mask, bounced around the Daily Bugle Office with his new Spider Powers.

Deciding to stay out of the way, he snuck into a storeroom that had a large enough window he could climb out of as Spider-Man, only to find his colleague Betty Brant riding Cindy Moon's face.

It seemed Betty had gotten Spidery too and whatever Cindy put out that made him want to fuck her till she couldn't walk was affecting Betty.

Which meant...

"Oh fuck Pete!" Betty cried out. "This bitch always goes deeper when you play with her ass!" Cindy could only whine pitifully with her mouth full of Betty's cunt.

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Miles wasn't normally early to bed, but he sure as he'll wasn't staying for the rest of the movie. When Aunt Shaundi turned up early, saying she was given a lift home, she seemed frazzled. She went for a shower and the young man tried to ignore the moans from the shower. She seemed out of it when she came back in a long shirt and slippers.

They had pizza and put on a movie. Shortly after the food was eaten, the Afro-Latino Teen heard something and quietly turned to see Aunt Shaundi kissing his Mum!

He never knew all the details about Aunt Shaundi. She was in trouble with the law, one of Uncle Aaron's Exes from High School, and his Dad decided to help her get cleaned up and set up with a new life. Some repressed memories of going to wake his parents and her being cuddled up with them.

And then, then his Dad died. They were pretty good financially, but their home was always reminding them of him. And then Aunt Shaundi offered her place. They all hadntheir own rooms and his Mum and Aunt Shaundi were able to save on the rent. And the whole time they'd just been friends.

Now, Aunt Shaundi had her hands up his Mum's shirt and his Mum was biting Aunt Shaundi's neck!

In his room, he put on his Kid Arachnid costume and moved to the window before noticing he was bulging his costume. He took a few more minutes to suppress and then repress everything before going out to find some villains to punch really hard.

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Observations: Subject 23 did not detect the insertion of the tracking chip in her rectum. We now have her location and data on her biological state. Following her rather intense empathic response to Ms. Sarah Stacy, an event will be created in future to see if her empathy is restricted to New Spiders, and if she is able to project her empathy.

Norman finished his additions to the ongoing observations of OsCorps' Future Spider Hero and entered the Private Wing of his home. He grimaced at the Gold Goblin Costume in its display case. Completely lacking in Goblin, he'd gone too far to present a "reformed" image.

He recalled designing a Gold Goblin Costume for Sarah, to pair with her brother Gabriel's Grey Goblin. Now Sarah had Spider Powers... Gold Spider? She'd love it, he mused. She did so love it when Daddy gave her golden trinkets.

He pressed a button and a large screen opened out on a wall, displaying his latest research, inspired by his encounter with Ms. O'Brien yesterday;

Goblin Nation... his grand scheme. Uniting the Goblins and getting others to swear allegiance in response to Otto's Freaky Friday Fustercluck. He was honestly surprised nobody saw through Otto, and he wondered how Peter felt about that.

There were people out on the streets still wearing his classic imagery, who had taken over old weapon caches and had crafted new Goblin Personas. He could put on the old suit, fly out into the city, cackling at the moon, and there would be people that would love it. Regardless of whether he "got down with his bad self" or carried on fighting on the side of the Angels.

Green was still his favourite colour...