R-18 PART 5 (FINAL)

This is the last part of the truth and dare side story.

After this I will start TRIAL side story..

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The room echoed with the sound of Mary Jane's raw, guttural screams, her bubble butt slapping wetly against Nova's thighs with every brutal thrust. Each collision sent waves of heat across her body, her fingers clawing at the sheets for some semblance of control.

Nova gripped MJ's ass with both hands, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh as he increased the speed and force of his strokes. With every piston-like thrust, his cock — now a full 10 inches thanks to MJ's dirty little wish — slammed into her womb with devastating precision, making her toes curl and her vision blur.

His eyes flickered with thrill and awe. MJ wasn't just anyone — she was Spider-Lady. Enhanced strength, endurance, reflexes — a body built to withstand superhuman pressure. And yet, here she was, being ruined, overwhelmed, and utterly wrecked by him. The fact that he was dominating not just her but all three of these ravenous vixens sent a surge of power through him. His mutant ability had evolved, boosting his strength across the board. He could probably bend steel like paper right now… hell, his dick even gained two more inches just from the sheer potency of his transformation.

Snapping out of his haze, Nova tore away MJ's already half-hanging dress, ripping through the fabric with ease to expose her flawless DD-cup breasts. They bounced slightly from the motion, nipples already erect and begging. With the hunger of a starved animal, he latched onto one of her pink nipples, sucking, biting, licking — MJ writhed, her breath catching as she moaned in ecstasy from the savage attention.

Across the room, Gwen had her face buried between Felicia's trembling thighs, tongue working expertly. She glanced up just in time to see Nova ravage MJ like a beast. A sultry smirk played on her lips.

"Hey Nova," Gwen purred, her voice dripping with heat, "I wish there was a 10-inch, flexible strap-on shaped exactly like your cock."

Still sucking MJ's tits, Nova smirked and lazily snapped his fingers. Instantly, a pink strap-on shimmered into existence beside Gwen — an exact replica of his throbbing shaft, down to the veins and girth.

Gwen wasted no time. She strapped it on, the soft rubber firming up as it activated, and grabbed Felicia by her ponytail with a devilish grin. Felicia's breath hitched, her already soaked pussy leaking even more at the lust-crazed glint in Gwen's eyes.

Without a word, Gwen yanked her lover's head back and shoved the thick strap-on deep into her mouth. Felicia gagged as it hit the back of her throat, her eyes watering as she moaned like a trained slut. Gwen looked over at Nova with a wicked smile before starting to roughly skull-fuck Felicia, using her ponytail like reins as she pumped into her throat with savage rhythm.

The sight alone made Nova's cock twitch violently inside MJ's soaked cunt. Fire coursed through his veins. He grunted and pulled out of MJ, her pussy audibly protesting with a wet squelch. She groaned in disappointment, trying to push her hips back, but he ignored her.

He roughly spun her around and set her on her feet. Now MJ had a front-row seat to the depravity — Gwen mercilessly fucking her girlfriend's face, Felicia choking and gagging while moaning with every thrust.

Nova leaned in, his lips trailing from MJ's neck to her ear, whispering in a low, predatory growl, "Do you like the show? Watching your girlfriend getting skull-fucked like a common whore by your best friend?"

MJ shuddered, a loud moan escaping her as Nova's hand came down hard on her ass with a sharp smack. "I asked you something," he said, delivering another harsh spank to the opposite cheek.

"Y-Yes! I love it… ahh… Please, ruin that slutty bitch for me… make her scream—ahh!"

She didn't get to finish. Nova grabbed a fistful of her red hair with one hand and her waist with the other, yanking her down onto his cock like a ragdoll. His length buried itself back inside her drooling, overstretched pussy in one brutal thrust, causing MJ to gasp, eyes wide with shock and pleasure.

She was seeing stars. Each thrust molded her insides, reshaping her to fit only him. Since being bitten by that radioactive spider, no toy, no human could even make her feel a flicker of satisfaction — not even Felicia, despite her best efforts. Felicia's human strength just wasn't enough.

That changed when she met Gwen — another spider-bitten beauty. The moment they stood near each other, their bodies reacted. Heat flooded them both, the arousal so sudden and intense they skipped class and dragged Felicia to her house. What followed was pure chaos — spider heat in full bloom, wild, uncontrolled sex that broke Felicia's bed.

Back then, they were sure no man could ever keep up with them. Tonight was supposed to prove it again — just Gwen teasing her crush and moving on. But the truth-or-dare game took a sharp turn. Nova's unexpected mutant ability turned him into a beast. And now, they couldn't stop.

MJ's daze shattered when she noticed movement — Gwen pulling the strap-on from Felicia's soaked mouth, a strand of saliva and arousal clinging to it. She roughly manhandled Felicia into the same position MJ was in — bent over, legs wide, ass in the air.

"Face us," Gwen ordered with a slap to Felicia's cheek, gripping her ponytail as she shoved the strap-on deep into her now-dripping pussy.

Felicia screamed, the raw pleasure surging through her body.

Nova was still pounding MJ like an animal, her tits bouncing wildly as she braced against the bed. The lewd sounds of flesh slapping flesh filled the room.

Gwen's voice rang out, husky and commanding. "Hey, Felicia. MJ. Do you two like it? Getting fucked like sluts in front of each other?"

Nova groaned as MJ's pussy clamped down tighter than ever.

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Nova grunted as he pounded MJ harder, each thrust lifting her slightly off the floor before she slammed back down onto his cock with a wet smack. Her walls were twitching around him, dripping so much that every thrust sounded like he was plunging into a soaked, desperate mess. Her head was spinning. Eyes glassy, mouth open, drool trailing down her chin — she was far past the point of shame or control.

Behind them, Gwen's hips moved with practiced rhythm as she punished Felicia's soaked pussy with the strap-on. The sounds of skin meeting skin echoed, mixing with Felicia's breathy, high-pitched moans and Gwen's breathless growls. Felicia's body trembled with each brutal stroke — her legs wobbling, pussy squirting slightly with every deep thrust.

Gwen leaned over Felicia's back, her tongue licking the shell of her ear as she whispered filth into it. "You love this, don't you? Getting fucked while your little girlfriend is getting her womb rearranged. You're such a dirty, cock-hungry slut, Fel."

Felicia moaned loudly, her hands clawing at the sheets as Gwen slammed the strap-on into her again and again. "Y-Yes! Fuck—yes! I love it! I love being used!"

Hearing that, MJ screamed louder, her hands gripping the edge of the bed, knuckles white. "Fuck—Felicia! Gwen! Oh God, Nova—deeper! Fuck me deeper! Fill me!"

Nova responded with a deep growl, his grip on MJ's waist tightening as he slammed into her with savage force. "You feel that? That's my cock claiming every inch of your tight little spider-cunt. No one else is ever going to make you feel like this again."

MJ gasped, eyes rolling back, her body locking up for a split second as her pussy began to convulse violently around him.

At the same time, Gwen reached between Felicia's legs, her fingers finding her clit and rubbing fast, circling with precision. "Cum for me, Fel. Cum while you watch your girl get fucked stupid."

Felicia's back arched, her entire body shaking. Her pussy clamped down around the strap-on, and she let out a scream that was half-moan, half-panic as the pleasure overtook her.

MJ came at that exact moment — her orgasm crashing through her like a wave of white-hot lightning. She screamed Nova's name as her pussy squirted, juices pouring down his cock and thighs, her legs giving out as she convulsed.

Felicia squirted right after, her body writhing against Gwen's grip, moaning incoherently as wave after wave of climax shook her.

The room was filled with the lewd scent of sex, the sounds of their moans overlapping in a chorus of pure ecstasy. MJ slumped forward, her body twitching, completely wrecked. Felicia was the same — her face buried in the sheets, ass still raised, pussy pulsing around the strap-on with aftershocks.

Nova grinned, cock still rock-hard inside MJ's spasming pussy, watching the two girls climax in sync, bodies shaking, minds blown.

"Perfect," Nova whispered, his voice low and rough as he licked a trail of sweat from MJ's trembling shoulder. "But we're not done yet."

Her body still shaking from the last round, MJ barely had time to react before Nova pulled out his dick from her wrecked pussy and manhandled her down to her knees, guiding her with firm, possessive hands until she was face-to-face with the source of her devastation.

Nova then turned to Gwen, his gaze alone issuing a silent command. Without a word, Gwen smirked and grabbed Felicia by the hair, forcing her down next to MJ with practiced ease. Felicia didn't resist — if anything, her flushed cheeks and blown pupils said she wanted this just as badly.

Gwen reached out and wrapped her hand around Nova's length, still slick with MJ's arousal. She stroked him slowly, deliberately, until his cock twitched with need. Then, with a wicked grin, she lightly slapped it across both MJ and Felicia's cheeks.

"Clean it up thoroughly for me," she purred, eyes gleaming with mischief and hunger.

The two women glanced at each other for a moment, then leaned in together, lips parted, tongues flicking out — their submission wordless but complete. Every movement was worship. Their mouths moved with reverence, and their moans filled the room with sinful music.

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MJ and Felicia's tongues met briefly as they both leaned in from either side, their lips and mouths hungrily working over Nova's cock. They moaned softly, the taste of themselves coating their tongues as they licked and cleaned every inch, eyes half-lidded with lust and devotion. Felicia ran her tongue from the base to the tip with slow, teasing strokes, while MJ wrapped her lips around the head and sucked hard before pulling off with a lewd pop.

Gwen moaned into Nova's mouth as his hands gripped her ass, squeezing firmly while their tongues tangled. She could feel the heat radiating from his body — from his cock twitching against her thigh to the raw power simmering under his skin.

"God, you taste like all three of us," MJ whispered when she pulled back for breath, licking her lips seductively. "It's so fucking filthy…"

Felicia licked under the shaft, dragging her tongue along the sensitive vein. "I love it… I love tasting MJ on your cock," she said with a smirk, then flicked her tongue over the tip while MJ began sucking one of his balls into her mouth.

Gwen glanced down and chuckled wickedly. "You two really are cock-drunk sluts now, huh?" She bent down next to them, kissing both girls on the cheek while whispering, "Good girls."

Nova groaned, his hips jerking slightly. He reached down, one hand gripping the back of Felicia's head, the other curling into MJ's hair. "You two better make this the best cleanup of your lives."

The girls moaned in tandem, their lips and hands working with practiced hunger—soft mouths gliding up and down Nova's thick shaft, tongues swirling around the tip, while their hands stroked him with slick precision. Each motion dripped with devotion and lust, their faces flushed, their eyes half-lidded and glassy with desire. Wet slurps and gasps filled the room, a filthy symphony of arousal that echoed off the walls.

Strings of saliva and precum connected their lips to his cock whenever they paused to catch breath or giggle breathlessly at one another. Their cheeks gleamed, messy and smeared, as if marked by worship. Every moan was a note of satisfaction, every suck a plea for more.

Gwen, sitting back with her legs parted, was mesmerized. One hand toyed lazily with her clit while the other gripped her thigh, fingers digging into her soft skin. Her breath came in shallow waves as she watched the lewd display, eyes dark with longing. "God," she murmured, biting her lip, "just look at you two… you're so fucking beautiful like this."

Nova's gaze flicked from the girls on his cock to Gwen, his smirk deepening. After another few moments of indulgence, he gently took MJ and Felicia by the chins and eased them back, his voice calm but commanding—low and vibrating with authority.

"Red," he said, looking directly at MJ, "get Felicia's ass ready for me. As for your sexy little anal cherry…" He leaned closer, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip. "I'll pop that when we're alone—just you and me."

MJ inhaled sharply. A mixture of disappointment and arousal flickered in her eyes, but her grin returned quickly—wicked and eager. "Tease," she muttered, though her thighs pressed together instinctively. She looked at her girlfriend with playful vengeance and cracked her hand across Felicia's ass with a sharp smack. The sound rang out deliciously.

"You filthy little slut," MJ said with a laugh, eyes twinkling. "You were moaning like a proper whore when Gwen was punishing that tight pussy of yours."

Felicia groaned at the slap, her skin already warming and tingling from the contact. "And you weren't?" she shot back, her voice sultry. She slipped two fingers between MJ's legs and thrust them in without warning. MJ gasped, her hips jerking, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Look at this," Felicia purred, her fingers curling. "This slutty pussy is soaked. You're dripping, Red. Nova's cum is still leaking out of you like you're his personal cum dump."

MJ whimpered, biting her lip hard as her body trembled at the filthy praise. Felicia slowly pulled her fingers out, staring at the glistening mess coating them before she brought them to her mouth. She sucked them clean with obscene satisfaction, moaning around the taste.

Across the room, Nova had pulled Gwen into a searing kiss, claiming her mouth with urgency. His hands roamed her body like he owned it—sliding down her spine, tracing every curve with reverence and heat. When he reached her ass, he gripped both cheeks firmly and spread them apart, admiring the view before delivering a hard, deliberate spank.

Gwen broke the kiss with a gasp, panting as she arched into his touch. "F-fuck… Nova…"

"You're so perfect," he growled, spanking her again, watching her ass bounce. "I could spend all night with just you."

His hands kneaded her cheeks before one slipped between her legs, fingers finding her soaked folds. She trembled, her whole body responding to his touch. Then he leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear, and whispered something low, filthy, and possessive.

Gwen's eyes flew open, her lips parting in a soft gasp. Her pupils dilated, and her breath hitched as the meaning sank in. She looked at Felicia, who was now bent over the bed, ass in the air, flushed and panting.

"I swear…" Gwen moaned, her voice thick with lust, "I wish Nova could split into four and fuck us all — over and over — until we're completely ruined… until we can't even crawl."

Nova smiled sharply at hearing this. That would grant them ultimate pleasure and take less time for him to completely ruin these three hotties. After all, they were at a prom party, and time was precious. Without hesitation, Nova snapped his fingers.

Immediately, he felt a strange sensation wash over him. It was like his mind and body divided into four, yet he could control every version of himself and feel what each body felt. The rush was intoxicating.

Before he could fully savor the sensation, Gwen was already reaching for his cock, wrapping her soft fingers around it and starting to lick it with eager, wet strokes. Soon, MJ and Felicia joined in, their tongues and lips worshipping him in unison. His mind reeled from the overwhelming pleasure, the triple assault nearly sending him over the edge right there. It was only MJ's earlier wish — to be ruined — that kept him grounded, reminding him of his mission.

With a lusty growl, he and his clones grabbed each of them by their hair, making them stand up. He shoved Gwen and MJ together, their soft, perfect breasts mashing against each other as they locked lips in a messy, heated kiss. Both girls let out muffled moans of pleasure, the sound thick with need, before gasping in unison when they felt hard, sharp smacks land on their asses. The sting was immediate, followed by a deep, throbbing pleasure that made them moan into each other's mouths.

While MJ and Gwen were lost in the mix of pain and bliss, Felicia found herself surrounded by two Novas. One of them licked a slow, teasing line along her cheek, while the other leaned in, his breath hot against her ear.

"Kitty," he growled, voice dripping with promise, "I'm gonna ruin you tonight for all men. Your pussy and ass are gonna be destroyed and shaped by my dick. This is your punishment… or maybe your reward, you filthy bitch."

A shiver coursed through Felicia at his words, her thighs trembling as her arousal spiked higher. Before she could give a cocky reply, Nova grabbed her, effortlessly lifting her up. Her knees hooked over his forearms, trapping her between the two Nova's.

Feeling something hot and hard pressing against her tight asshole, Felicia hurriedly gasped, "I wish my ass gets all cleaned and extra lubed up… and Nova's dick too."

With a wicked grin, Nova snapped his fingers — granting her wish.

In the same instant, all the Novas thrust their cocks deep into eager, dripping pussies and her freshly prepared ass. The room filled with moans, gasps, and the sharp slap of skin against skin as the night descended into raw, unrestrained debauchery.

A few moments later, the room was nothing but a symphony of moans, gasps, and the sharp, rhythmic slap of skin meeting skin. The air hung heavy with the scent of sweat, arousal, and something primal — thick enough to taste.

Felicia was the loudest of them all, her voice breaking into desperate, filthy cries as Nova pounded her ass and pussy mercilessly. Every thrust made her body jolt, her fingers clawing at the Nova's back as pleasure threatened to shatter her.

Gwen's voice was a breathy, broken melody, her head thrown back, strands of pale hair clinging to damp skin. Every time Nova thrusted, she swore she saw stars, she shivered every time his dick smashed against her womb .

MJ wasn't faring much better. Her cheeks were flushed deep crimson, teeth worrying her bottom lip as she fought to hold back cries that kept ripping free anyway. Her body trembled, her eyes glassy with lust-drunk bliss.

The room pulsed with heat and tension. Every slap of Nova's hips against theirs sent waves of sensation through them, the sting of impact mixing with the overwhelming pleasure until none of them could tell the difference.

One by one, the girls tumbled over the edge, their cries rising into sharp, ragged peaks of ecstasy. Bodies writhed, nails dug into skin, legs trembling as they fell apart beneath him. Their pussy juices drenching his dick and the floor.

Nova wasn't far behind, the tightness in his gut coiling to an unbearable degree as he watched them come undone — beautiful, ruined, and his.

When it finally crashed over them, it was a chaotic, breathless mess of pleasure and bodies too exhausted to care about grace. The only sounds left in the aftermath were shuddering breaths, lazy, contented groans, and the distant hum of the DJ beyond the walls.