Spider-Gwen Pt. 2

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"Fuck…"

Peter just can't get enough of Gwen's mouth. As the beautiful heroine drives down his cock again and again, he thrusts forward into her convulsing throat, answering every single movement she makes with a movement of her own.

But that doesn't stop her. Even as she gurgles and chokes and gags, drooling and slobbering all over the place in the process, Gwen doesn't let up, not even for a moment.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

And even with the rough oral sex they're engaging in, Gwen isn't idle either. While her lips are sliding up and down his length at breakneck speeds, her hands are… elsewhere. One remains on him, fondling his balls as it were and lifting them up so that her tongue can slip out and lick at them whenever she's far enough down the base of his cock.

But her other… her other is between HER legs. It seems that Gwen's Spider-Woman costume has a seam or zipper or something, because the sounds of fingers sliding in and out of a sopping wet cunt begin to mix with her gurgling choking noises up there on that rooftop. The blonde is currently fingering herself while fellating him.

Peter isn't the kind of ego-centric guy who needs it to be all about him all the time. In fact, the thought of Gwen being so turned on that she just can't help touching herself while she's got him in her mouth and throat… it's an altogether immense turn on for Peter as well. His balls churn under his enthusiastic fondling, and his cock pulsates and throbs between her suctioned down lips.

Looking down into the eyes of her mask through the eyes of his own, Peter lets out a lustful growl and grabs Gwen by the head impulsively.

"I'm going to cum. And you're going to swallow every last drop."

His tone brooks no argument, but he still waits for Gwen to nod her head up and down as best she can with his cock in her mouth. She doesn't offer a single iota of resistance as he takes full control. Instead, her one hand falls away from his balls and joins the other down between her legs, playing with her cunt enthusiastically as Peter begins to skull fuck her.

"GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"

She can take it. He knows she can, because she's just as tough and strong as he is. She's the one who got bit by a spider in her universe, and in a way they're mirrors of one another… a match made in heaven, one might say.

Her drool and saliva soon coats her chin as his balls slap up against it wetly again and again. But Peter was already close even before that, so in the end… it's no surprise he only lasts a couple minutes more before finally cumming.

To her credit, Gwen doesn't miss a beat. She begins to swallow the moment the sticky liquid he's ejaculating hits the back of her throat, drinking down his seed just as he'd demanded. She gulps and gulps, those wide eyes of her Spider-Woman mask staring up at him all the while. It's incredibly hot and Peter tilts his head back with a groan, even as he empties his balls into Gwen's belly.

Finally though, it's over. He releases Gwen's head and takes a stumbling step back, his cock popping free of her lips. Now, to be fair… he's far from done. He's still got plenty of stamina left to him, plus all that pent-up lust and desire from the fun he'd had with Natasha and the promised fun he had coming up with Kate and Yelena.

That said, he still needs just a moment to recover before he and Gwen start up Round Two. A moment that she apparently doesn't need, because the next thing Peter knows, she's calling out to him.

"Hope you're not done yet, slugger. This pussy isn't gonna fuck itself~"

Blinking owlishly, Peter looks down… to see Gwen's cunt effectively being waved right in his face. In that handful of seconds where he'd been getting his bearings after she drained him dry, Gwen has repositioned herself. No longer in a crouch, she's now… face down, ass up.

Except it's not quite like that. It's an evolution of that pose, and one only Gwen's prodigious flexibility would allow her to pull off. Hands and forearms down on the rooftop, head close to the ground, her legs are splayed outwards, both of them ramrod straight. Her ass, meanwhile, is lifted high into the air where she's waving it like she just doesn't care, that seam of her crotch now split entirely open to show off the puffy pink of her wet pussy lips that she'd been fingering before.

She's very much ready for him, though Peter can't help but pause for a moment and blink down at her.

"Is that…?"

Looking back over her shoulder at him, Gwen giggles.

"Jack-O Pose? Yeah, saw it online and been dying to try it out. Do I pull it off, Spider-Man? Do I make you want to just come over and- ooh!"

Mid-sentence, Peter has done exactly what she's describing, stalking over to her and dropping into a crouch of his own. He grabs her by her hips with both hands and slaps his cock down upon her toned ass. Sliding it between her cheeks for a moment, he then brings it down to her exposed cunt, teasing her entrance with just the tip of his dick.

"Nnngh, d-don't you dare… just fuck me already, you big dicked b-bastard~"

Peter grins at that. He had been tempted to make her beg… but in a way, she already was begging, wasn't she? The Jack-O Pose, the 'just fuck me already'… yeah, that was all Peter needed to hear. That plus the absolutely wanton tone of lust her voice was currently carrying.

Without further ado, he thrusts forward into Gwen Stacy's tight wet cunny once more. Or rather, he thrusts forward into Spider-Woman, doesn't he? Because… Peter and Gwen have fucked plenty of times by this point. But this is the first time that Spider-Man and Spider-Woman are getting it on.

Gwen seems to agree as he takes her hard and fast from the very beginning, plowing her slippery wet pussy right there on the rooftop.

"Yes! F-Fuck! Harder, Spider-man! More!"

Harder and more are definitely things in Peter's wheelhouse. He picks up the pace as he finds his rhythm, quickly gaining speed. The Jack-O Pose was an interesting internet phenomenon to say the least, but he had always wondered if it was… well, actually viable in terms of having sex in it. There were plenty of women out there who could manage the pose with almost the level of mastery that Gwen was managing it, but how many of them had the core strength and the flexibility to MAINTAIN it while getting fucked from above.

Peter couldn't say for sure, but he didn't think there were that many altogether. Gwen though… Gwen was one of the few. She was taking it like a champ, her body rocking with the force and speed of his thrusts but in no way buckling under the power behind his pistoning prick.

Instead, she was using her flexibility and core strength to bend before his onslaught, but never break. She would move with him but bounce back into place the moment that he began to pull away again. All the while, her cunt felt as heavenly as ever around his dick. Her pussy walls were flexing along his shaft and he could feel her cumming for him.

It was getting easier and easier to fuck her as well, with her insides growing slicker by the moment. Peter couldn't get enough of it… any of it. From being buried inside of her, to the way her body was responding to every thrust, to her wanton moans filling the rooftop. It was all just perfect. Too perfect in fact. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last.

Before he can warn her, Gwen pushes back into him all the harder, doing this wiggle with her hips that makes Peter see stars. He groans, and instinctively one of his hands goes out, his arm wrapping around Gwen's neck as he mounts her properly, practically falling on top of her. To her credit, the costumed heroine takes his weight admirably, even as he gets up close and personal with her, his face inches from her own, his body bent over her arched back in a sort of oval that they're completing the two separate halves of.

Gwen gasps, her inner walls clenching down around his cock all the harder as he ends up going deeper inside of her than ever before.

"H-Harder… fucking choke me~"

Blinking, Peter realizes what he's doing only after Gwen says something. His arm around her neck isn't tight on purpose, but it's also not very loose. Normally, he would immediately pull back upon realizing this… but she'd just made it abundantly clear what she wanted. And so he tightens up the chokehold he has her in… and is immediately rewarded with a further tightening of her cunt in response.

She's gushing for him, orgasming damn near ceaselessly… and now apparently getting off on being asphyxiated and held in place by him. Peter shudders, and tries to keep up the pace, fucking Gwen hard and fast from this slightly different position while her body trembles beneath him. The lack of air she's now getting is definitely making it harder for her to maintain the pose… and so he's not all that surprised when she finally collapses to her knees at long last, her straightened legs bending further and further until they suddenly give up the ghost.

From her knees, its only a moment before she's all the way down on her front and he's prone boning her, pinning her to the rooftop. There, Peter knows he's about to pass the point of no return.

"Fuck… I'm getting close."

"I-Inside…"

She manages to gasp the word out, even through the chokehold he has her in. Its all Peter needs to hear. With a growl, he thrusts forward one last time, feeling Gwen's feet rise up into the air together behind him as her toes no doubt curl. Then, he cums, filling her womb with his seed, pumping a hot thick load inside of her. Gwen cums in turn, orgasming explosively as he finishes inside of her.

It feels amazing, fucking Gwen as Spider-Woman while he's Spider-Man. It feels fucking right. That said… only after they're done and the post-coitus clarity starts to set in does Peter realize just how dirty and uncomfortable the rooftop really is. They had barely stripped down for this, so it wasn't like they were being unclean or anything… but still, as he pulls out of Gwen, he also pulls her to her feet.

"… Find a Twenty-Four Hour Gym and get cleaned?"

Gwen looks down at the both of them and then at their surroundings, as if she's also just now realizing where they are. Though he can't see her face beneath the mask, Peter gets the impression that she's blushing as she nods her head up and down in a jerked motion. Getting their costumes in order, they walk off the shakiness in their legs for a moment before leaping off of the building together and swinging off through the city.

Peter can't help feeling quite… fulfilled as they do so. Gwen was right. She really was the best 'gift' he'd ever gotten.

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"… She's in Norway?"

"Yep. Well, New Asgard technically. Eh, but I think New Asgard is still just the town? Pretty sure Norway still owns the land and everything. You'd think I know this, considering I was originally Poli-Sci, but I've had my path diverge a fair bit since that time. I blame Jane, really."

Peter's mouth opens and closes as he considers the pretty bespectacled brunette in front of him. Darcy Lewis, as she had introduced herself, had been very helpful so far… it was just annoying, because this was all his fault, wasn't it?

When he'd looked up Dr. Jane Foster at long last and found out she currently resided here in New York, Peter hadn't even hesitated to make the trip on over. There hadn't seemed much point in pestering Friday for the woman's EXACT location, not when she was supposedly so close by. Nor had Peter wanted to rely on the Stones to get him to where Jane was either, though he knew full well he could have.

Now, it was like he could feel Reality laughing at him in the back of his head, because apparently Jane Foster had left on a flight to Norway literally two days ago. Not just Norway either, but New Asgard itself. It probably meant something. Certainly, Peter wasn't taking the warning from the Infinity Stones lightly. Dr. Foster needed his help, even if he still didn't know what with.

"What'd you say you wanted with her again by the way?"

Blinking, Peter looks over at Darcy. The short brunette is staring at him suspiciously, so he puts on his best sheepish laugh and shrugs.

"I'm writing a paper and I was hoping to get a quote from her on it. She's a big inspiration for me, you know."

Darcy smirks and nods at that.

"Sure, I know. Big inspiration for us all. Got me off of Poli-Sci and onto Astrophysics after all."

And then, suddenly, Darcy is in his face, reaching out and grabbing him by the front of his shirt.

"That said, I know bullshit when I smell it. You're looking for more from Jane than just a quote, aren't you?"

Peter opens his mouth to deny it, but Darcy cuts him off.

"Well tough luck buster, because while Jane is always up for a roll in the hay with another brilliant mind, she's in no current state to do so. So you're just going to have to settle for me~"

Wait, what?

Darcy's lips find Peter's a moment later, and suddenly they're kissing. His hands instinctively go to the scientist's hips as the bespectacled brunette woman presses herself against his body, moaning into his mouth. When they finally pull apart sometime later, Darcy grins and bites her lower lip.

"You project as nerdy, but just like with bullshit, I can smell beefcake a mile away too. I'll be honest, you'd totally be Jane's type if she wasn't going through it right now. S'alright though… you're my type too."

She goes back to kissing him, and Peter… well, Peter is trying to figure out what to do. On the one hand, he was here to help Dr. Jane Foster. On the other hand… sexy astrophysicist throwing herself at him.

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