Spider-Man: Lust

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While Silver, Yuriko and Anya were searching for that man with the eye patch. I was doing the same old thing - going to school and hanging around afterwards. Naturally, I hung around in places that were decently crowded and familiar to me.

To be honest, it was kind of hard to keep things the way they were, knowing that I was being watched by several organisations with motives unknown to me. However, putting Aunt May and Uncle Ben in danger by locking myself in a basement somewhere, I couldn't.

- Haa... That doesn't seem right, does it? - and to distract myself, I thought about the most useless thing on planet earth - love.

Until recently, sex with random women wasn't so morally wrong. Now that I'd agreed to go out with Anya, it would be considered cheating. Although she herself had said she was fine with me continuing to sleep with those in danger of being infected....

- Cheating is cheating. - it still didn't quite add up in my head.

Especially given my temporarily comfortable position, which I would sooner or later lose. Would I agree to be faithful then? Wouldn't this time be one that Anya would remember in the future and use against me?

- Maybe I should talk to her about it.

* Calling *

As soon as I thought about occupying my procrastination with helping Anya, the mentioned one called me.

- Hello, Peter, you're not busy right now, are you? We need to talk. - Did I get in trouble already?! Does her spider powers include telepathy?

.....

In a heavy, breathy voice, Anya called me to an unfamiliar address in a block of flats. The neighbourhood was a bad one, and every passerby gave me a distrustful look as I entered the flat.

- I'm here. - just as Anya had said, the door to the flat was open.

All my previous anxiety was multiplied by two when I saw the ruined, somewhat abandoned look of the flat. All the furniture inside looked old, not only in terms of age, but also from the last human use. Despite this, a huge portion of the flat was upside down. A bookcase had fallen over, a table and chairs had been smashed, the fridge that stood across the hallway had a heavy dent in the door.

- What happened here?

- Peter, over here. - came Anya's voice.

Skirting the debris and other mess like pages of books, I entered the room on the right, which turned out to be a corridor. Calling out to Anya to make sure which of the two rooms to enter. I entered as soon as the voice sounded.

- What is this mes- - before even entering the room, I began my interrogation. Which I abruptly cut short when I saw the underside of the room.

It was a bedroom. Also unkempt and obviously long abandoned. Nothing unusual in principle, if it weren't for the girl lying on the wide bed.

- Who is she? - I turned to Ana, who was wearing an Arana costume and standing near the broken window. - And why is she tied up?

- Tigra. Tied up so she can't hurt anyone. - Anja replied with a kind of melancholy in her voice, not turning her head in my direction.

After taking a couple of heavy sighs, my two-day-old girlfriend turned to me with a determination that the mask could not hide and said:

- Take her.

...

...

- ...А?

- An examination of your semen showed elements in it that shouldn't be there. - The shock was clearly easily read off my face, so Anya accelerated her explanations. - Nothing foreign to the human body or dangerous, at least at first glance.....

- And what does that have to do with taking.... Her? - the serious discussion of a detailed one was very off-putting.

- You were saying that your sperm has a sort of narcotic effect? I want to verify and experiment on the limits of this phenomenon.

- It's just a theory and-

- Miss Potts was asking about you. I don't want to go into detail, but I was able to see a bitch in heat.

- Do you realise how what you're suggesting is wrong?

- Haa... If that's what it takes, I'll pleasuring myself while you fuck.

- The problem isn't that I'll enjoy myself alone, it's that you're suggesting I rape her! - I pointed at the one lying on the bed, whose sleep made me uncomfortable talking in raised tones.

- She was killing people.

Arana came close to me and took me by the collar, up close I noticed claw marks on her cheek.

- Call me cruel, call me a hypocrite, but I'd rather she was someone's sex slave and cock-crazed bitch than a murderer. And believe me, I'm not the only one who's like that.... - With her hand abruptly slumped over the corpse that had fallen, Anya shifted her gaze to Tigra. - ...The people whose loved ones she'd killed would choose too.

.....

- What have I come to... - Hovering over the stranger I tried with all my might not to give in to doubt.

Lowering my gaze, I examined Tigra from the back. She was dressed in a purple bikini, which was surprising in that she was still wearing it considering the battle. Tigra's skin was a light orange, or was it that fluffy fur? Either way, there were black stripes running along the orange covering, which also ran along the tail, sticking out above the wide, firm butt.

- Well... - Removing the bright red hair, in addition to being able to ascertain her unconscious state, he saw attractive female features.

If she wasn't a mutant, then with such a face and figure, she could have become a model or actress.

- Huh?

Once I touched Tigra's skin, I learnt that she was covered in fur after all. Which was soft and pleasant to the touch, like the down or fur of a few week old puppy. Touching her luxurious body sent an unthinkable heat into my hand that couldn't help but excite me.

Enjoying the touch, I moved lower. To her wide, luscious arse. As Tigra's legs were bound and her panties needed to be disposed of, I tore them off, with a characteristically brief but sharp sound.

- Aren't you getting a little carried away? Spending so much time washing her arse. - suddenly my girlfriend's voice came out, startling me. - Get to the point.

- It's not that simple. - Despite the irritation in Anya's voice, I wasn't going to dive in headfirst without thinking....

Although diving in headfirst is exactly what I did. Lifting Tigra's arse slightly, placing a pillow under it, I lowered my face down next. Which was quickly bombarded with the heat of her buns, and my tongue with the sweet taste of her pussy ready to flow.

- Mmm. Mmmmmm...

Spent a couple of minutes and Tigra moaned through her sleep. Is it worth talking about if her girl was getting wet?

- That's how it's done. - wiping my mouth with my hand, I winked at Anya.

- I see you've had a lot of practice. I wonder who with. - who answered me in a voice that sent cold shivers down my spine.

Deciding not to be distracted by Arana anymore, I took out my hard cock and jerked it a little, pressing it against her appetising buns. And then, mixing the pre-eculant with the woman's nectar.....

- Ahhhh!

I'm in. Though it wasn't so easy, for there was a certain barrier in my way, which I had to break.

- Wh-Arrrr! - The tearing caused Tigra to wake up.

Crouching like a wild beast under me, all I had to do was put all my weight on the villain and start moving my hips.

- WHAT THE HELL?

Sticking Tigra in the lilac sheets, I didn't care about her questions or hysterics, for unlike her mistress, her girl was gentle and so pleasantly accepting of my mate that I wanted to make her take his form.

- Wh-Agghh! Wh-Wh-Whoo!.. Happen-Aaah!

Speeding up my thrusts, under her graceful body I fumbled for ripe watermelons, the touch of which made me feel sorry for not being able to see them and broke my heart. It would be nice to make them jump and cover them with cum. What can I do, I'll have to wait for that....

- I-I-I-y-y-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you. - while with his tongue sticking out of his fangy mouth, Tigra said some gibberish.

*♪ Slap ♪

With my other hand, I was thoroughly enjoying not only the touch, but also the sight of the furry's gorgeous arse.

- Wow, how tough are we?

Tigra's threats and wild stare made something shoot inside me, reminding me of both bitch Celine and asshole Connors.

- Ugghhhhhh!

So removing my hand from the soft breasts I was sure to return to, I wrapped my arms around the bitch's neck, squeezing her throat tightly.

- Ngghhhhhh!..!

From lack of air, Tigra rolled her eyes, and began trying with all her might to free herself. Unfortunately, her arms and legs were bound, so all her attempts ended in a pleasant fidgeting along my cock, which was tearing her up inside.

- Gha-Khaa-Khaa-Khaa-Khaa-Khaa!

Feeling the close approach of the end, I released my grip, causing Tigra's flushed face to fall to the sheets. With a heavy cough, she breathed again, but there was no way she could inhale properly due to the aggressive fucking.

- Kggh!...

- Aggha-Aaaaaaaaah!

I ended up discharging inside the wet walls. Tigra was hysterical, or rather her body was hysterical under the power of orgasm.

- Haaaa!... Haaah!... - Tigra's heavy sighs echoed throughout the cramped room. -Haaah! I'm gonna eat you alive!

-I think you're gonna have to go on. - said Anya with a wet spot on her crotch.

- Don't worry, kitten, in the future I'll find something to stuff your mouth with.....

- Huh?! - The look of hatred on Tigra's face was replaced by surprise as she felt her cock rising and hardening inside her.

-An hour later-

- Ubhue... Ubhue...

Even after her orgasm, Tigra couldn't find her strength, except that her girl was trembling and pushing out white milk.

-Two hours later-

- Haaah! Let go! Haaah!.... Please!

Through the wet slaps with which I was pussy-fucking, the pitiful words of the once one who promised to tear me and everyone I cared about apart were barely audible.

- Aaahhhhhhhh!

True to Tigra's orgasm, was as noisy as usual, not finding beauty in contrasts, I squeezed her throat, which not only made her roll her eyes, but made her sweat even harder.

-Four hours later-

- Uhhh... Hoo...

- Kggh!

- Ummm...

At another orgasm, Tigra passed out. Shouldn't we take a break? Although...

- Ummmm... Mnhmm.

Resting when only one hole is developed?

- What a hard worker I am. - I couldn't get past my self-sacrifice in getting my cock under the tiger's tail. And who's to say I wouldn't make a hero?

- Aghaaaaaah! - who has no right to say otherwise is the wide-eyed, wide-awake villain...

-Eight hours later-

- Well? Finished?

Through the window, Arana came back in the early morning. While I...

- Aaah! Ghaaaa!

I was doggy-dogging Tigra.

- As you can see. - Stopping, I kissed my girlfriend on the forehead to avoid direct transmission of fluids.

- Erm.... Ah... How... - While free from the shackles of Tiger, tailing my cock back to my baby girl.

- Okay, but this really is the last time.

- Ahhhh... Master! - this time, Tigra greeted my cock with a wide, slightly crazy smile, in addition to her habitually wet pussy...