Spider Man: Petter Venom

Kissing her quickly on the lips, he kissed down to her left breast and kissing its gentle slope he flicked her nipple with his tongue before gently taking it into his mouth and sucking. 

Gwen moaned softly and ran her fingers through his hair, to push him into doing more than gentle teasing, moving back Peter stopped her, "no, no moving unless I move you." Gwen growled in frustration, this was not what she wanted, where was the rawness of their first time, where was the back arching pounding she had expected.

Moving over and kissing her right breast he gently teased her nipple with his tongue before moving down, kissing around her belly button and moving to what he had wanted all along. It had driven him mad, to smell perfume on not only Gwen but several other girls at school and it wasn't until he and Gwen had sex that he realised what he was smelling. 

It wasn't perfume, it was her excitement, the warm moisture her pussy lubricated itself within the expectation of sex and its heady muskiness was driving him mad. His erection strained against the wall of his trousers but he had already adjusted himself to keep it under wraps.

Kissing where her pubic mound started he slid his hands up her legs and keeping his hands there, gently parted her lips, taking in the pinkness of her folds and the already engorged clit, she wanted him but he was in control and he wanted this. Flicking his tongue forwards he finally tasted her, her clit was soft with a firm core and as his tongue made circles around it Gwen moaned and her hands gripped his shoulders. He was fine with that, as he moved closer into her pubic area, sucking on her clit and moving his thumbs up and down her labia, stroking at her entrance and flicking her with his tongue.

To gain better access he shifted one of Gwen's legs over his shoulder and moving his mouth down he sucked on her folds, swirling them with his tongue until he got down to her entrance, his tongue circling it at first, taking in the mucksy sweetness and then plunging into her. Gwen arched, unexpectedly and Peter felt her get wetter, her thighs trembled as she orgasmed at his touch. "p.pete, I.oh i. i. waAAH," his tongue moved back to her clit but this time a finger snaked its way into her curling back to where her g spot should have been and with Gwen's exclamation, he had found it. Gwen panted heavily, leaning more of her weight onto him as he continued to finger her wet hole and suck on her engorged super sensitive clit. "No, oh no Pete please, please god please, no" Gwen was lost,

As the start of her orgasm raged its way through her body and Peter had moved back she slumped on the floor, taking deep breaths and trying to focus herself, sex was amazingly good but she wouldn't last long if he kept going that to her. Peter stared at her, he was happy he was good but even he knew as a novice he shouldn't have been that good. Tutting, "Gwen, your symbiote is enhancing your emotional state, you need to get it under control, you need to take control." 

The words swam round in Gwen's head no, yummy yummy, more more echoed back at her.

"it uh uh," she panted, "it wasn't, I just, just can't, too much Pete too much." The orgasm was intense and she felt a twinge between her legs, it was raw, almost unpleasant sensitivity and she knew if they continued it would start to hurt. "Sorry, I can't, really but," as her eyesdrifted down to his still very erect manhood she did have something she wanted to try.

This was what she wanted, if he could taste her, then she had wanted to taste him and licking her lips he did. "uh-uh, no hands," Pete took a step back as she had moved to take his manhood in one hand and took the glistening tip in her mouth. Gwen bit her lip and grinned at him, placing her hands behind her back as if she was cuffed. She let Pete take a step forward again and gently began to pleasure him.

She let the precum off his erection wet her lips, the smell of it, musky, salty with a hidden sweetness filled her nostrils, The scent made the symbiote quiver inside and its lust for him leaked out a little, behave, she mentally chided it and you'll get a reward, feeling it drawbackGwen grinned.

Her lips spread down the glans of Pete's cock and her tongue licked around his shaft, and she rubbed her lips on his sensitive tip, eliciting moans from him similar to her own. She knew Peter had never had this done before and would quickly cum if she went too quickly. She wanted him to remember the first time they did everything together, so slowing her pace she began to take him deeper.

Even with him trapped in her mouth, she could use her tongue to slide back and forth under his shaft and its flexibility meant she had taken him down to the root without difficulty. Sucking and stroking she found the symbiote made sure she was not only breathing but could accommodate all his length and girthcomfortably. Peter was in heaven, the sensations beat out the raw sex they had had before, her tongue massaged him and the warm slickness of her mouth around him made him feel like exploding down her throat, only his own mental exercises were keeping him close but not over the edge.

"Gwen," Peter touched her head and her eyes swivelled up, her head bobbing back and forth but her vision fixed on him. "I, I want to cum, in you, in your mouth?" Gwen nodded pullingback, this was the first time for her as well and she wanted to taste it, to feel it fill her mouth with its salty thickness. Peter began to thrust gently against her, her tongue now an anchor for him to fuck, her mouth a sealed cavern for him to vent the final limit of his lust. He gripped her head and she grabbed his ass as he thrust forwards one last time, she took him entirely into her mouth, his tip touching the back of her throat. "Now, now," he groaned as his cum spurted into Gwen's mouth, she didn't have to gulp it down, it slid down her throat like a creamy slightly salty caramel milkshake, thick and tingly as it went.

The symbiote itself purred, and if it was possible she thought it had had its own orgasm. Her body felt alive with sparkling electricity as she swallowed him down. She knew it was different from her own orgasm but she didn't care, Peter just came more and more and she alternated between letting him fill her mouth and letting it flow down the back of her throat. Poison hummed within her and she felt magnificent as she watched Peter squirm and moan as he finished cumming.

Whatever the symbiotes had done, at this moment all the worries, all the mistrust they had vanished as she cleaned him of the sticky white seed. She had enjoyed that more than she expected, even his taste was pleasant unlike the stories she had heard and she wondered if his symbiote had something to do with it.

Gwen rinsed her mouth out with some water, not that she felt Poison left anything, and the pair cuddled happily in bed and soon she fell asleep. As Gwen slept, exhausted from their lovemaking, Peter let Venom cover him and slipped out into the night. He was confident now, confident enough to start on the first part of his plan.

Principal Walters had been at Midtown High for twenty years now and he'd seen it all, good students and bad students and then there was Flash Thompson and Peter Parker. If he'd been quick enough he could have stopped the rivalry between them, gotten a brilliant honour student and blown away all the competition, getting cups and medals for intellectual events and with Flash, swept the sports events clean. The trophy case could have been filled with memories, not just for the kids but for the whole school.

Now, at the end of the year, it was bare, he didn't even want to put in the placement awards they'd won, a final tribute to the disaster he'd brought down by listening to that idiot Jack Thomspon. Sure he paid the board a huge grant each year, matched only by Norman Osborns but he felt it gave Flash the right to run rampant and the board agreed, the bullying and allegations of drug use were swept away, he had to grin and shake hands with that smug asshole as he hid his sons almost criminalactivities.

He looked at the empty case once more and sighed, even if he complained, took the evidence to the police Jack Thompson would have had him fired, and he always felt he was doing more good than bad here. The quiet halls of the school, now empty, were eerie at night, and as he did his last rounds of the term he knew that this might be his last year.

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