The Trials of Love

Liv leaned forward and licked his cheek as her tendril gave him a quick squeeze, eliciting a moan and an orgasm from him as he shot his load. “Ooh-hoo! That was easy. Of course, I know just what you like… just how to tough you.” She ran her hand down his face before removing his mask. “Not only do I have experience with your body, but I have plenty of experience in life. Much more than that redheaded slut.”

“Don’t talk about her that way!” Peter yelled. Despite his first orgasm, he didn’t feel any different. He knew it was all pseudo-science. MJ, for her part, felt proud of her husband. Despite it all, he was still fighting for their love. She wanted to scream and cheer him on, but her gag prevented it.

“Next, let’s see how you do against the flesh of a real woman,” Liv cooed, sinking to her knees. Her menchanical arms wrapped around him and pulled him closer, his cock pressing against her face. She gave the tip a small lick, looking up at him with a wicked smile. “So, tiger, it seems those powers of yours give you quite the stamina.” She couldn’t help but giggle at her co-opting of ‘their word.’ “Now…” The villainess slowly stroked his cock, her delicate hand making sure to rub and touch every inch of it. “Would you prefer my hand or my mouth? It’s up to you.”

“No matter what you do,” Peter began with a red face, “it won’t change anything. Your sick games won’t work on me.”

“Silly Spidey,” Liv replied, kissing the tip of his cock. “All of that bravado for that bimbo… You seem to like using your mouth, so I think I’ll use mine.”

“I said stop-” he was cut off as she wrapped her lips around his sensitive member. Her tongue rolled around it hungrily while she gently moved back and forth. It was almost as if she was kissing a lover - a twisted perversion of their love. And she was relishing it. He would belong to her soon enough; he just couldn’t see it yet. He couldn’t see that she was the better woman. Mary Jane had blinded him, but Liv intended on helping him see.

With a sudden jolt, she took his length down her throat. He let out a guttural groan as the shock of it made him cum almost immediately. Liv dutifully swallowed it all down, licking her lips as she pulled away from him. “That makes two. Are you feeling it yet, Peter? Are you finally falling for me?” Her wicked grin spread across her lips as she looked up at him.

Why was she so good at this? And why was she so sexy? If he was free, he’d- no! What was going on? Peter shook his head. His thoughts were getting twisted; was this really working. “Nice try,” he laughed through a faltering bravado.

“Oh? Is that so? Then tell me, what is the name of your beloved?” Liv stood up and crossed her arms over her chest knowingly.

“It’s-! Wait, no… It’s… It’ll come to me! Michelle! No. Mabel? Liv! What have you done?” Peter called out in fear and anger.

She couldn’t help but let out a wicked laugh, glancing back to Mary Jane. The redhead’s eyes were wide as her husband forgot her name. Was this really working? And, wait, did he call her Liv?

“Only my close friends can call me Liv. I guess that means we’re close,” she said, pushing her body against his. “Very close. But don’t think I’m going to let you go just yet. I am a woman of science, after all. We have three more to go.”

She dragged him over to MJ, her face stained with tears. Liv brought her hand down to Peter’s cock, slowly and lovingly stroking it. “I want to see you cover her face with your cum. Block out who she is. You won’t need to worry about her anymore after I’m done with you.” Olivia brought her lips to his, kissing him passionately.

He tried to speak; he tried to break through. He tried to fight it, but he couldn’t. She knew just how to get a reaction out of him. She knew all of the spots that-

Peter moaned as he sprayed his cum all over the captive Mary Jane. With it, he could feel a part of him slip away… vanish.

—-

She had laid him down on his back, still bound and powerless. Her large, mature breasts squeezed his cock while the played with the tip of it. Her finger danced along the top as she dreamily looked at Peter. “Little Spider, it seems like you’re caught in my web now, hm? Whatever shall I do with you? I figured I would save the best for last, so, for now, you will have to make do with Mommy Liv’s nice tits.” She lightly flicked his cock and pressed her breasts even more against his cock. He couldn’t help but let out his third orgasm which she let splash against her bust. “Good boy,” she smirked. “Shouldn’t you be thanking me?”

“O-oh. I’m sorry! Thank you, Liv! T-that felt really good! Wait… something’s wrong.” Peter tried to crane his head around the buxom brunette in front of him. Someone was back there. He sort of recognized her, but he wasn’t entirely sure who she was. “Who is…”

“Shhh…” Liv brought her hand to his face, caressing him. “Don’t worry about her. Just focus on your wife.”

“R-right…” Peter said, turning back to Liv.

“Now, for the main event.” She climbed up, hovering above his cock with her dripping cunt. “Once I do this, there’s no going back. You will be mine.” She did not care to wait to hear any potential rebuttals; instead, she sank down onto him, his cock entering her inch-by-inch. It had felt amazing in Mary Jane’s body, but it was so much more delicious in her own. For the first time during this whole ordeal, she came hard on his cock, her walls squeezing around him and holding him in-place. “Ooooh yes! Your cock is soooo good! Just what I would expect of my husband!”

The things we will do together… The changes we can make to this world… All I need is to get that redhead out of the way once and for all and he will be mine! She leaned forward and brought her breasts to his face, smothering him in them. “Let yourself go, Tiger. I know you want this. I know you want me. I’m sexier. I’m smarter. I’m better. One last climax and you’ll realize it. It’ll all make sense. Just. Let. Go.” She cooed, moving back and bringing her lips to his.

She rocked her hips back and forth while she made out with him, her hands dancing frantically along his body. Finally, with a muffled cry, he came inside of her. It took Liv a moment to rest. Her body laid pressed against his as she regained her breath. It had taken a lot out of her, but she was excited to see the fruits of her labor. Reluctantly, she climbed off of him. “So, Pete, out of the two women in this room, who do you love?”