This is Where the Fun Begins

Star Wars reference

“F-Felicia,” Cindy felt a lump in her throat. It was so difficult talking back to her, especially when all the blood that’s supposed to be pumping in her head was going downstairs to her cock, making it hard as a diamond. “You have to g-give back what you stole.”

Felicia pouted. “I’m hurt, Cindy. Don’t you trust me?”

Normally the answer would have been no a thousand times over. It’s not like Felicia wasn’t capable of good, she just always took a thing or two for her contributions.

She was going to give her a piece of her mind, when her soft, alluring thigh started to rub against her crotch. “I always take such good care of you~. I’ll return it after we’ve had our fun, okay?”

Cindy wished she could use her brain for its proper intention but Felicia always found her way to crumble her defense. And Felicia knew it.

“Y-You better this time, or I’ll turn y-you in-“ Silk was interrupted by a sudden jolt of pleasure shooting through her body.

“Of course, you know I can be a good girl too if the situation calls for it.” She continued to rub against Cindy’s web shooter with her soft and smooth thigh while her hands and lips explored the rest of her body. While one ran down the side of her body, finding its place on Silk’s hip, the other was playing with her chest. Groping, massaging, or even pinching her nipples, it didn’t matter. Whatever Felicia did to her caused an adorably pathetic moan escape from Cindy’s lips.

“Sounds like someone’s having fun as per usual~” Felicia’s soft lips left a trail of lipstick marks as she slowly made her way up from Silk’s neck right to her whimpering mouth.

Cindy felt her hardened prick rubbing against and poking at the waistband of her bottoms. Muffled moans were the only sounds that she was capable of making as she melted in Felicia’s palm.

Silk softly gasped as Felicia broke their kiss, a small line of saliva briefly connecting their lips before breaking off. She almost let out a whine but she managed to control herself, she had to keep some semblance of dignity.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she let out a yelp when Felicia pulled her up so they could be face to face. Or more accurately Silk’s face to Felicia’s bare chest. She had unzipped her skintight costume amidst Cindy’s sex-fueled thoughts.

“I know you missed these, Spider~” She hooked her finger into Silk’s waistband. “And I know especially your little webshooter missed me~”

With one pull and no resistance, Cindy’s dicklet was exposed to Felicia and the NYC air.

“You’re leaking so much, Cindy. Were you trying not to cum?~”

“N-No…”

It was true. Her pitiful excuse of a cock throbbed for release. **** to shoot its underwhelming and impotent load no matter how much humiliation it caused Cindy.

“Come on,” Felicia pressed her chest against the side of Silk’s face. “Don’t you wanna shoot your little load of webbing for Mommy?~”

Her body tensed up, Felicia’s hand hovering right above her prick.

“Look how **** it is” She said in a mocking, almost sweet tone. “Just cum your brain out, Sweetie. Savor this moment because no other girl will willingly touch your clitty.~”

Cindy wasn’t sure if she could hold it anymore.

“Be Mommy’s good girl. My pathetic. Pussyless. Little Quickshot~” She cooed in her ear as she planted a soft kiss against her cheek.