Black Cat

Frank Castle now found himself looking straight at the vigilante known as the Black Cat.

She was a white-haired, buxom young woman dressed in a tight fitting black costume who was closely tied to the Spiderman.

“Great, what do you want?” Frank asked, looking at her with a very bored expression.

“You killed eight people back there.” She said to him from her kneeling position on a wall a few feet away.

“No, I killed eight ****-dealers. You got a problem with that?” Frank replied, dropping what he was carrying and removing his coat, preparing for a hand-to-hand fight with Black Cat.

Felicia Hardy/ Black Cat looked down at the combat-ready Punisher, confident that she could take him out. “I can’t let you run around butchering people, one of these days you’re going to kill an innocent bystander.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that, I’m a pretty good shot.” Frank sardonically replied.

“Very well, but I think that the authorities should have a talk to you about your attitude,” Black Cat told him as she leaped from the wall towards him, her legs coming down first, aimed at his chest.

“Ah! A bit of **** to begin with!” Mojo looked at the screen with delight as the Punisher and Black Cat entered unarmed close combat. The Black Cat’s superior speed and grace nullified by the Punisher’s greater experience. “The viewers will love this! Super-hero versus Super-heroine engaged in honourable hand-to-hand combat! Now all I have to do is wait…”

And so Mojo waited for a few minutes, watching how the Black Cat and the Punisher exchanged punches and kicks, slowly tearing each other down. Finally, the Punisher’s experience seemed to carry the day, as his right fist sent the Black Cat staggering towards a nearby dumpster, completely exhausted.

“Now, let’s begin!” Mojo exclaimed and turned one of the wheels.

As Frank moved towards the nearly knocked-out Black Cat, he suddenly felt his cock stir to life, something which came as a big surprise. For the first time, he fully observed just how sexy the Black Cat was, and noticed how her ample breasts strained against the confines of her uniform. Not really rationalizing why, Frank grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a long kiss, a kiss which she soon responded too with enthusiasm. Ending the kiss, his fingers grabbed hold of the low-cut top of her costume, and then ripped it off her, exposing her full, ripe bosom, her brown nipples standing fully erect. Frank’s right hand began to fondle and cup her tits while the two exchanged another passionate kiss, their bodies pressed against each other.

Felicia could feel how Frank’s large cock was pressed against her thighs through the fabrics of their clothes.

Now, Frank continued to shred the Black Cat’s uniform all the way down to her thighs, revealing her stomach and her nearly hairless crotch. While they kept on kissing, Frank’s left hand made its way to Felicia’s crotch, two of his fingers slipping inside her, making her rake the back of his coat with her fingernails.

Removing his fingers from her well moistened cunt and placing her against the cold metal of the dumpster, Frank used his hands to lift her thighs up around his hips, and unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard cock.

As Frank pushed his member inside of her, Felicia let out a moan, her hands still moving up and down his back. She leaned her head forwards and bit into his right shoulder, her teeth getting hold of the fabric of his coat as the Punisher began to pump his cock in and out of her, groaning with each thrust.

He kept on slamming her ass against the dirty, cold surface of the dumpster for several minutes. Then, with a gruff moaning sound, he came, sending strand after strand of cum deep inside of her.

Feeling him orgasm inside of her, Felicia came as well, biting even harder into his coat.