Stress Relief with Spider-Woman

With Mysterio left **** and trapped in a silk cocoon, Spider-Gwen swung away on her web. She said something about needing to get back to class; if I cared enough, I'd need to get back as well. But the truth of the matter now was... I don't care. Not about anything. Why should I? I lived my life trying to remain under cover because I truly believed without a shadow of a doubt that the big leagues would always be steps ahead of me. They fight gods like it's a Tuesday. How can one bum with some power to be seen as normal be the guy that outplays and humiliates them? The heroes almost always win; that's the general rule of thumb. If I step out of line, they'll stop me, and I didn't want that kind of heat. So I kept my powers to a minimum, attended school, acted... relatively, well... normal. And tried to keep to myself. Spider-Woman, however, changed everything. She isn't a minor or smaller/less experienced hero like Gwen was. During the fight with Mysterio, he had Spider-Gwen more or less overwhelmed. But Spider-Woman knew exactly how to stop him, in one clean hit, and did it so casually.

That Milf (was she a Milf? She certainly has the body of one; the definition probably works) had thirty years of experience, maybe more, she said so herself. By all accounts, she's an Avenger's level threat herself. She has experience and is more than capable of beating up a horny teenager like me. Yet, despite having years of knowledge under her belt, she's just as oblivious and stupid as anyone else. A total dumb bitch.

But she's also a total fuckable bitch.

"Ohhhh, fuck yes." I groaned out. "That's so good, Spider-Bitch!"

"Mh-Mm, hmn~ Mmm.." The slutty moans and wet slurps of Spider-Woman filled the bank as I had my cock shoved straight down her throat, the mature heroine was on her knees, hands planted on her thighs, as I stood with my cock shoved in her face, the wet sensation of her warm saliva was the most incredible feeling, the warmth and wetness of her throat, her lips, and the suction of her mouth... but nothing there beat the absolute freedom I now felt. When I don't need to fear the Avengers stopping me, I am free to use my power in every sense of the word.

My cock was down Spider-Woman's throat, balls deep, her blowjob lips pressed up against my crotch, and her chin rested comfortably on the sack, her tongue was a constant moving presence, a wiggling sensation that ticked and worshiped every angle of my shaft. The woman continued to moan around my member, but really, they weren't moans. I think she was trying to say something. Obviously she couldn't and all I heard was a constant stream of wet sounds of lust, the gurgling in her throat, and the slaps of my ball's against her chin, a few stray strands of spit dribbled from her lips, and the drool began to gather around her chin, and soon dribbled down her neck and staining the tits bulging out of that skintight outfit.

For a brief moment, I pulled out without warning, creating a wet *POP* sound, her saliva connected her plump lips to my cockhead, and I took great joy in smacking her face with my meaty shaft, her large, lensed eyes blinking while she tried to speak.

"I-have a-" *SLAP* "meeting to-" *Plap* "attend..." *Slap* "Would you-" *Slap* "stop this alrea-" *Plap* "-dy, and let-" *Plap* "-finish up?-" *Slap* "-I am-" *PLAP* "-a busy wo-" *Plap* "-man."

"You'll just have to make it quick, won't you, Spider-Cunt? Now, shut up and suck." I laughed, "So fucking stupid." Stuffing my cock back into her mouth, and the woman, not wanting to waste time, sucked and bobbed her head quickly; the slurps and sucks were sublime, and the heat was incredible. The feel of her tongue, the wet surface of her cheeks, and the softness of her throat... were all driving me crazy. Grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her face closer, the slutty Spider-Whore let out a cute gag, her mouth and throat bulging around my girth.

The white lenses of her eyes were wide as I thrusted deep into her gullet. In the heated lust, I reached to her face and yanked up the mask to see her beautiful face beneath as her eyes rolled back. The mask in my hand looked normal, with the white lenses unremarkable, but when I released the tight mask back over her face, the white, large eyes immediately resumed matching her expression beneath. Those things don't make any damn sense at all, even Gwen's big eye-lenses were blinking and emotive like actual eyes. But I honestly didn't care.

I had no reason to, anymore. Not about anything. I mean, I had fucking Spider-Woman kneeling before my crotch with my dick wedged right down her fucking throat! And apparently, it's normal. Thirty years of experience, my ass, and she can't even realize she's being manipulated.

Honestly, more people needed to see this. Fuck it. "If this is all so normal for you." I grunted, cock deep inside her tight, hot throat, "Then why not let others see, yeah?"

"Mgh~ Nmmgh~" The woman's white lenses looked my way and blinked at me, (or I think she was looking at me I genuinely couldn't tell under the mask), my dick lodged so deep in her throat her lips were practically kissing my crotch, but the look she was giving me, despite her being completely oblivious and under the influence of my power, was the look of a person who wasn't amused. Maybe if her years of experience didn't give her an immunity to my powers, it did give her the ability to not be phased by some eighteen-year-old face fucking her.

That look made me want to fuck with her more.

"We can take this outside," I smirked, looking at her unamused expression, "And it'll be normal for people to take their phones out and film the great Spider-Woman giving a blowjob! F-Fuck! With how hot you are, it would be normal for people to always gather around when you're sucking dick!"

Suddenly, the moment the words left my lips, the bank filled with the sounds of people pulling out their phones and opening the camera. There was no warning, no time to prepare; as if they were waiting to come in, everyone that had been gathered outside the bank just flooded in and started filming Spider-Woman's throat bulge around my girth, the slutty noises she made, and the drool running down her chin.

"Wha-" The heroine began, pulling her head back and freeing my cock with a wet slurp, only for me to shove her head back down and cut her off.

All around the crowd, people started shouting.

"Holy shit!"

"Damn, Spider-Woman, suck it good."

"Oh my god, OH MY GOD!"

"Look at that, man! Can't believe Spider-Woman is so easy."

"Wo-OAH~!" A full-on camera crew had rolled up in front of the bank, a news reporter, the camera-girl, and a chick with a boom-mic. They had a live stream going, and the reporter spoke into her microphone. "I-I'm here, live, and currently reporting live from the robbery scene, where it would appear Spider-Woman has caught Mysterio. And she is- she is-"

"OH MY GOD, SHE'S GIVING HIM A BLOWJOB!?" The girl holding the mic exclaimed and furiously yanked a hand down the neckline of her top to yank her own personal phone out of her cleavage and begin recording. "What in the-what!?"

"Hah! Haha!"

"FUCK YES!"

"Dude, did you record it? Record that shit!"

"I can't believe- Spider-Woman!? I'm dreaming!"

"H-Hey! Move it! I-" Through the crowd, I recognized the sexy police chief from earlier, she was pushing and shoving with authority to the front, only to have a look of utter bewilderment on her face. "Wha-What the fuck is happening?" she exclaimed, but like the rest, pulled her phone out and began recording, "I can't believe it!"

Honestly, I expected her to stop this, or try to, it's really weird that everyone just barged in here with their phones out, reacting, but not attempting to stop this. Of course, they wouldn't do anything with me, though I'd expect some kind of reaction other than this. The police chief seemed no-nonsense; she even threatened to arrest me if I got in her way again. Even if I myself were normal, this is still probably something that the public shouldn't be seeing, and my power isn't stopping her from commanding her officers and the general public to dismiss.

But instead, her hand is holding her phone up and recording the entire thing, just like everyone else. It was weird how in sync everyone was, like the moment they saw this, they HAD to film.

I really didn't care, though, or even barely notice. A crowd is what I wanted anyway, just to further the humiliation of Spider-Woman. This wasn't just about humiliating her, though; the simple fact that she represented what I was scared of all my life made this all the more gratifying. To fuck a woman who would have been the one to stop me. I was face fucking the embodiment of my limit. I don't have to be scared of her, or anyone. And I was an idiot for thinking I ever had to.

"I'll- Mgh~ Nmm~" She moaned around my girth, the wet slurps and squelches were getting louder as she bobbed her head, the saliva was thick, and the sound was incredible, a steady stream of drool ran from her chin, down her tits, and soaked the lower half of her suit, and dripped onto the floor. She was so **** and set to end this; she actively bobbed and bounced her own head. The blowjob was so sloppy, it sounded like an actual animal. I grabbed the heroine by the head and pushed her head down until her nose was against my pubes and she was kissing the base of my crotch with an intense suction. The entire length was shoved down her throat, the heat was intense, and her tongue squirmed and wriggled along the underside.

"That's it, Spider-Slut. This is normal, right? You'd stop me if it wasn't." I taunted, This is a complete joke. "So this must be normal, right, everyone? Hell, it's normal for everyone to get off when watching me face fuck a bitch. The only thing abnormal here is that ya'll aren't-"

Before I could finish, a loud groan and grunt echoed through the bank, and suddenly the room was filled with the sounds of simultaneous unzipping and shuffling of clothes. Men and women alike were reaching into their pants, their shirts, and lifting their skirts. The entire crowd was jerking themselves off, some women were even fingering themselves, and all of them were filming the heroine's mouth stuffed with my dick, her throat bulging, and her eyes rolling back.

"Ngh~" The police chief moaned, a hand in her unbuttoned pants, two fingers deep into her pussy. "I-I can't believe- Ahn~"

Behind her, two rookie cops were also recording the scene while getting off, one stroking his cock, the other openly twisting her nipples; they had their uniforms completely undone.

The man had his throbbing erections out in the open. "Hah- Fuck~ This is crazy.."

"Mhnn~" The girl bit her lip, "This is fucked up!" Her nipples were so hard they twitched.

The camera crew, like the rest, were recording while getting off, the sound of them jilling off was very audible. "Hah- ha- we need to edit this out later- ah!" The woman panted. While the guy jerked his meat, the two girls with him had their pants long since dropped, the women's bare ass on display. The mic girl had the boom mic wedged between her legs and was bouncing on it, her hand furiously rubbing her clit, and the reporter had her shirt lifted, her tits out, and was twisting a nipple, and her other hand was fingering herself, the woman's juices dripping down her thighs and drenching the camera which was held between her legs and creating a puddle beneath.

Okay, that was odd. They were just all in complete sync, without prompting or anything, just... started getting off. The crowd was massive, and it should be impossible to get that many people to do something as one, but they all seemed to come to the same thought at the same time.

My mind was too focused on the oncoming climax, though.

"F-Fuckkk~" My thrusts became more and more erratic, and Spider-Woman could sense it. "I-I'm going to- Nmm- Fuck!"

"Mphh~Nngh- Ghgk~" Spider-Woman began swallowing and tightening her throat around me.

"Shit, you slut, you know how to take a dick! Fuck! I-I'm-" I glanced around, seeing everyone else with their phones up, and masturbating to the sight. The chief was moaning and whimpering, she was bucking her hips as her legs trembled, and the sight of her masturbating was what pushed me into saying what I said next, "I-I'm shooting my load down her gut! You all should cum to! It's normal to cum when you see me doing it!"

I grunted and then finally slammed into the woman's throat, balls deep, the entire length was inside her gullet, and she let out a loud, surprised moan. Or she was probably trying to say something again. It didn't matter. I unleashed my cum directly down her throat. "Shit! Hahnn~"

"GHgk- Mm~" The slut moaned around me, her eyes rolling back and her throat swallowing all of it, her tits bounced in the confines of the tight outfit, and her body twitched and writhed. *GULP* *GULP* Her throat bulged with each swallow. *GULP* *GULP* *GULP* *GUL-PLOP!* Cum oozed and dribbled down her throat and around the corners of her lips.

With that, the crowd let out a collective moan, and the sounds of multiple people reaching their orgasms filled the air. The smell of cum was already strong, and it grew stronger with each shot from the surrounding onlookers in the confined space of the ruined bank.

"Ahn~" The police chief moaned, arching her back as her legs trembled, her pants were soaked, and the fingers in her panties were clearly covered in her own fluids as her bra-clad rack bounced with two noticeable diamonds poking through the top. The two rookie officers were also moaning, one had his cock spurting thick strands of cum, and the other had her thighs pressed together, a damp patch appearing on her panties and cum dribbled down her legs.

It was a huge load for me, and I came for nearly a minute. The crowd's moans, groans, and grunts of orgasm were insane; it was like the entire crowd was having sex in sync with one another, their cocks spasming, their pussies clenching, and nipples aching. The entire room stank of sex.

But then the moment I pulled out of the Spider-Bitch's mouth, my cock dripping the final spurts of my seed onto her face, tongue, and lips, everyone's bodies went stiff, and the sounds stopped. All the orgasmic faces turned blank, and all the eyes widened. The crowd's expressions were shocked and surprised. The entire room returned to normal, more normal than before, at least. People stopped cumming and masturbating, and they just resumed acting like the scene before was completely normal. They all re-clothed themselves, put away their phones, and left.

The camera crew quickly scrambled, and the woman with the boom-mic was wiping it off with a cloth, "We should get this footage to the editors now! We'll edit the part where we- uh... you know..."

The camerawoman in charge blushed as she tucked her boobs back into her tank top, "It's normal. But yes, we probably shouldn't air it."

I saw the police chief wipe away drool from her mouth with the back of her hand. The same hand that had been in her pants. She frowned and sniffed her fingers, her frown growing deeper. But then, she just put her hand back down and acted as if nothing happened. "Achem~" She cleared her throat, "Everyone! I need you out of the bank; this place is dangerous! I made an exception since Adam was masturbating, and it's normal for people to gather and film, but you're now being ordered to vacate the premises."

It was all so sudden, so odd, but I was feeling a rush and a huge surge of power.

"Huh..." I muttered as I looked around. The bank was quickly emptied as the police chief led them out. When it was cleared, she said something to her subordinates, then walked back up to us just as Spider-Woman rose off from her knees, licking away the residual cum from her lips and wiping away the rest with her forearm.

"Well, this has been an... experience," Spider-Woman stated. She eyed me with a neutral frown, and then her gaze trailed over to the bags of cash along the wall. She gave a long sigh, then her eyes darted back to the chief. "I meant to stay for interviews and help keep this from blowing over, but something tells me with all the phones out, that's going to be a bit difficult."

"It is." The chief nodded. "You have my apologies. I came in to stop them and keep the crowd back, but when I rushed to the front, I saw that he was face fucking you and... well."

"Right-Right," Spider-Woman glanced over to me, her left eye-lense raised as if she were raising an eyebrow. How do they do that? It's a fucking mask, not a cartoon. "I understand, it's only normal to record in a situation like that."

I tucked my meat pack into my pants, since clearly I was too normal to be put in any trouble, but paused upon hearing that. Eh? I know what I do is normal, but recording like they did is just some bull shit I made up. Honestly, not sure why everyone started filming.

The police chief laughed, "I suppose it is. Just as normal as the sky is blue, or you tasting the flavor of your fat ass."

"Yes, M'am~!" Spider-Woman nodded, then paused in thought, "It has been a minute since I got a taste. And there's no one around... and we have a bit of time." She turned around and bent forward, her hands on the floor, her big bubble butt raised and pointed towards us, she reached behind her and yanked the suit, stretching the spandex, and the seam ran from the base of her cheeks, up the crack and over her lower back, the suit's fabric pulling and stretching apart, exposing her asshole and pussy, her wet slit was already glistening and drenched in a tight cake of cum, she must've creamed herself too, and in a tight suit like that it make a hell of a splattered mess. Her hole was twitching and snatch dripping juices. The heroine glanced over her shoulder and spread her cheeks apart, "Adam, could you be a dear and help a gal out? I'll give you a treat."

The chief laughed and glanced away while attempting to cover my line of sight with a hand, "I know it's normal for her to do this, but you'd be showing respect by not staring, young man."

I just rudely took her hand, shoved it back into her smash, smooshing her lips and breath against herself, then pushed her aside without even giving the chief much mind. My eyes were locked on Spider-Woman as she reached between her legs, and slid two fingers into her snatch, then dragged the fingers up the base of her steamy, sweat and cum drenched ass until her entire hand was soaked in her musk, a visible cloud of steam rising from her palm.

The chief said something about respect, or how even if it's normal, I can't just act like this and expect people not to get upset. But I wasn't even paying attention to the chief at this point; the policewoman's words were like white noise, and my focus was on the web-slinger. I couldn't help but lick my lips and watch as she sucked her fingers clean and swallowed down her juices.

"Ahn~ That's yep, just as I expected." The heroine purred, bringing her hand to her lips and sucking her fingers, her tongue running along the digits. She licked and sucked, "Mmm-hm~" She hummed. "Ah! Salty, definitely hot with a sour aftertaste. The taste of my own ass after a long, hot day." Pulling her hand away and then bending further, jutting her big peachy butt out, she pulled back up her latex suit, and I watched as she struggled to squeeze and tug it around her huge butt. I felt a twitch in my just spent member watching her struggle, the sight of her round, soft flesh squishing and bulging from the tight, latex costume, the way her hips jiggled and wobbled, and the way the suit creased and dug into her supple mounds; all while her tits were bouncing up and down like springy water balloons.

Even though I just creamed my pants, my dick was already becoming erect again at the sight; I was pitching an obvious tent. Even if I didn't really have the cum left to back it up.

"Alright!" Spider-Woman said with a heavy exhale of her warm breath, "Like I tried to say while your penis was in my mouth," She said as though it were the most casual thing ever, "I have things to do, you know, adult stuff," With a *Thwip*, she shot a web to the ceiling. "Or maybe you don't know, you did seem pretty immature."

"Tell me about it, just like my kids."

My eye twitched, "You know what!?" I turned to the police chief, who looked at me with a smug smirk and a raised eyebrow, "Rip off your clothes and run out there like a crazed maniac trying to shove every dick in sight up all your holes, you should be so cocky that should be easy, right? It's normal to do that right now. Right?"

"See? He's trying to tell me what to do. Kid thinks he has any power over-" The police chief tried to speak over me, but didn't even get to finish her sentence, without hesitating, the woman grabbed her uniform and tore it from her body. She yanked her top up, ripping her buttons and her shirt open, her breasts and nipples, and then she grabbed her pants and pulled them down. I blinked, watching as the older woman kicked away her boots, her pants, and her panties, and then she reached behind her back and tore the hook off her bra, the fabric snapped, and her breasts bounced free.

Then, the naked police chief turned on her heels and dashed outside the bank. Her bare feet thudding across the marble floor, and her large chest swaying and bouncing. The moment she left the bank, I could hear her screams. "MY HOLES ARE ALL WIDE OPEN FOR YOUR BIG, FAT COCKS~!" Like a crazy lunatic.

What... the hell? I just snapped because she was getting on my nerves. But...

Wait.

Spider-Woman swung up to the ceiling, her huge butt jutting out a perfect outline of her naked ass in that skintight suit as she crawled across the ceiling to the skylight. "Hey! Spider-Slut! Swing me back to the school!"

She paused and turned to look at me. The woman rose to her feet, standing upside down with crossed arms as her tits were pulled by gravity to hit her chin, "It's Spider-Woman," She corrected me, then gave a deep sigh. "I usually would, since it's the nice thing to do. But you ought to learn some manners. I have a busy schedule, and even if it's normal for you t-"

"Swing me back to the school, now!" I commanded before; when I commanded the chief, I sounded more assertive.

"Ha~" Spider-Woman rolled her head and laughed. She walked over the skylight, her feet against the glass. "Mmm.. no."

My dick twitched as I saw her big butt cheeks flex as she began to climb out, "Aw, come on! That police bitch did what I said! It's normal for women to obey me, like when I have an erection or something." I made up bullshit, maybe that's what helps women do what I say, when I make shit up?

"Yeah, well-" She glanced back down one more time, a sly smirk on her lips, "You just spent yourself so there's no way y-"

My erection twitched again, "Just swing me back to school!"

Spider-Woman let out a loud, exaggerated moan. "Fine," She rolled her eyes, under the mask, or at least I think, "Just this time."

*Thwip* A web-line was fired down to me, and the woman tugged her arm back, causing the webbing to pull taut, and the next moment, I was pulled up to her, my face landing directly on and between her fat juicy tits, which were promptly pressed around my face as they jiggled against me. "Nngh~" She grunted as my body was slammed onto hers. She moved my face out from her tits and shifted me to be clutched between her armpits and side-boob, and then suddenly, I was being carried out through the skylight.

Or positioning was odd, clearly she didn't particularly care for comfort. The woman wrapped an arm around me, holding me against her, her tits pressing against my cheek, her hips were against mine, and her ass was on my crotch, my erection pressed into her rear, yet she didn't seem to care. But as we swung through the air, I could see the world rushing past, the ground below, the buildings whizzing by, and the people staring up, their faces filled with awe.

I had a similar feeling. There's clearly more to my power, even if I don't realize it. She said no enough times that it was clear she wasn't going to do what I wanted. Then something made her change her mind...

Huh..