Peter Rocks Felicia's World

"Mrow~" The Black Cat purred after scooping the last few blasts of cum from her face into her mouth, "Feeling better now? Dunno which villain I have to thank for that, but they're definitely added to my christmas card list." She chuckled, getting up from the floor with a stretch as she stared at the sexy spider's broad back. "...Peter?"

To be fair, this was a problem he'd faced before coming to this universe.

Was 'low refractory period' on the list of things of 'does what a spider can'? Because Peter had found that after getting bitten he often outpaced his sexual partners. Only Silk, who was weirdly biologically horny around him, had ever managed to keep up with him long term. The idea that he'd found a world of women just like Silk was arousing. Too arousing.

"Oh my god, you're STILL hard?!" Felicia gasped when he turned around. It was only half up, but still ready for another round. "I... I want..."

"I want it too." He grunted, grabbing the front of Felicia's suit and slowly unzipping the creamy skin underneath.

The sexy girl underneath was beyond hot. Her black bra covered breasts looked like they were painted by the most shameless of internet artists, with a cleavage so pronounced and sweaty it looked like it was created just to make men dream of motorboats. Her stomach was flat, defined by some muscle and a cute belly button, all quivering in the sudden rush of open New York air. And then her slightly untamed bush came into view. Perhaps a lack of effort from the lack of suitors, she seemed embarrassed as her drenched panties were dragged into view.

"Woulda shaved... woulda worn better panties... if I knew you'd b-be like this..." She whimpered. Her leather trapping so much female musk and juice inside that it hit Peter with a tidal wave of pheromones. It made him grunt and growl, unable to resist taking a nice meaty handful of breast to Felicia's delight, "Ohh! A-are you sure you don't n-need a hospital?!" She said while still stripping her costume away.

"No, but you may need one after we're done."

She was already his before that, but the rush of excited feeling made her heart melt with emotion.

The naked beauty rushed forwards and leapt into his strong arms. Wrapping her whole body around his and peeling up his mask to lay a large kiss upon him. Her massive ass in his hands, her squishy legs tied behind his back, and all while she felt so safe and secure in his embrace. Peter Parker was smart, funny, brave, compassionate, heroic, strong... all the adjectives one could positively tack onto a person. The fact he was the man who could grow an erection, no, more than one erection, and at this size?! Felicia wondered how much good luck one Black Cat could take.

There was no room for Peter to ask if it was okay to plow into her depths. Felicia would just not let his face go, a hungry desperation of licks and moans while she ran leather clawed fingers through his hair.

So instead, he just kept her pussy lips on the edge of his cock for a few more seconds. Just enough that they both felt it. Just enough that either could disengage. But obviously neither did. And with how much liquid was running down his length he knew he couldn't hold back any longer for either of their sakes.

Moving his hands to her waist, Peter brought the Black Cat's body down onto his cock. Spreading the pussy's pussy further than any plastic had ever before and making her moan gutturally into his mouth.

"GwOoOAHHHFUCK, PETERRRR!!!" Her eyes were scrunched up, face wincing from the sheer mass that had entered her sexy body. "You're... so big, so so so so big! NNG!! AH~! OhhHH!!! Amazing! Fuck, you're hot fucking cock is fucking inside MEEE!!!!"

His thrusts were so powerful. Having a man treat her unused pussy like how she would treat a dildo was maddeningly arousing to her. The thing about fucking a man with the abilities of a spider is how he can hold you in place. Sticky skin and super strength combined made him act like a wall. An unmoving bastion of pleasure, not needing to bend even a little to hold her whole body up against him and fuck it harder than she thought possible.

The last moments of her ability to think rationally made Felicia lift his mask away from the spider to show the man's eyes underneath. Such a fierce gaze, Peter's determination, made her heart soar with infatuation. Their sloppy kissing resuming once more as her cunt orgasmed on his thick piston.

More and more down the rabbit hole they fell. Forgetting New York and villains, forgetting heroics and jewellery, and just existing for only each other. Being so in tune with each other's bodies that position changes happened without a single word. Like her back against a nearby door that buckled from his strength, or when Peter made her ride him on his back while still generating most of the power from below.

Having your face and breasts hang over a rooftop edge while you get pounded from behind may be one of the greatest experiences of Felicia's life.

"OH MY GOD! Use me! FUCKING! USE! My fffucckin' PUSSY, Peter! NYAAHHH!!!" She screamed into the windy sky.

Bare breasts clapping against her body with every titanic thrust into her from behind. Peter obviously cared about her safety but was too obsessed with fucking her to stop and readjust. The juice and precum scattering the rooftop would certainly looked like a crime scene, and would be enough DNA evidence to reconstruct them. But for once clones were the furthest from Peter's mind. Only attempting to rid his pent-up week-long horniness inside the perfect velvet walls of a beautiful thief was on his brain.

Naked Felicia was just too hot for him. Especially in this world where she seemed... sweatier. Hungrier. Less 'femme fatale' and more 'lonely single gal in the city'. Yet she retained all her curves and sexiness from his universe, the thinnest waist with the fattest ass that jiggled with his hips. Beautiful white hair that cascaded down her smooth back, and wearing just her black boots, gloves, and mask.

She was just so breedable. And that image, the one of her belly bulging with his child, was enough for Peter to unleash.

"GAHH!! FELICIAAAA!!!!"

The sexy lady's spine curled instantly from the volcanic spider seed that filled her belly. From the tight thumping in his balls, to his expanding shaft, all the way out his engorged tip, she could feel every movement of the monolithic amount of semen that Peter pumped out his parker.

Orgasm after orgasm hit the overloaded cat, her screech of "HAAAAAYAAAAAAYEESSSS!!!!" to the heavens above her. Clenching the brickwork she had been using for support hard, as her quaking body jiggled in the winds.

Even with no more length to give her, Peter tried to shove his cock deeper into his friend. Practically crushing her womb with his helmet and giving her cervix no chance to not let his jism flood her inner walls with purpose.

When they finally stopped orgasming, Peter felt light-headed and Felicia was practically knocked out. Even with his refractory period he'd never cum that much. The oozing white sludge drenching the inside of Felicia's legs and splattering on the floor as her cunt quivered in front of him.

She was leaning her whole body over the edge of the building like a caught fish on the dock. One that was slowly slipping back into the ocean...

Peter grabbed her leg before it totally disappeared off the edge of the roof, already feeling guilty she had been fucked there. Not wanting to risk hurting her any further, he quickly webbed up a cradling hammock for her that the cat gently slid into. Looking absolutely satisfied while swinging against the brick. With a wide smile and a gloved finger that beckoned him down, Peter had **** but to crawl down the wall to join her. Getting to view the last twenty minutes of the sunset in each other's arms.

Though as the night air chilled them, Felicia was the first to speak, "That was spectacular."

"You were pretty amazing yourself, Cat." He sighed back.

"You know, I think you were holding out on me, Spider. Not enough jokes for someone like you." She playfully teased, "I was expecting you to say 'Ride-Her-Man' or 'Eat Web' or... something! Do I not even deserve a 'cat's got your tongue'?"

They shared a laugh, "I've found that can ruin the mood... but next time. I promise."

"Next time..."

Her voice was wistful enough that it shook Peter out of his mind's eye, "Right, yeah, that was presumptuous of me." He sighed, scratching his head, "It's just an 'if' you wanna-"

"I love you, Peter."

The proclamation was so direct and with such passion in her eyes that it caught him babbling in surprise. Sun hitting her face and the wind cascading through her hair just right for the perfect confession.

"I know you've rebuffed me in the past before... we even dated a little before you said I was too much for you... but, I think my heart truly wants you now after what you did. Please, is there any way...?"

"I-"

"WAIT!"

There was a sudden new voice that had yelled at them to stop, yet no one was around. The two scrambled to cover themselves, to see who it was that had interrupted a tender moment, but there was no one to be seen. "Who said that?!"

"I... I thought something may be wrong when you were at the Avengers compound..." The voice admitted, "I didn't mean to snoop. Y-your erection... um, I get to see things close up, and I saw it, and I was trying to f-figure out a way to offer myself before your friend showed up..."

The voice was at least somewhat recognisable to Peter, and he finally noticed a small flying creature that was almost imperceptible until it grew into a fully grown woman right before their eyes.

"Before you say yes, I beg of you to let me have a go with that penis first!"

"JANET?!"