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Ultimate Tangled Web
Chapter 4
"Okay Felicia, slow down a second." I can’t believe my own voice as I’m saying it. "Last time you threw up on me and took off. Throw in the whole ‘cat-burglar/vigilante’ thing and you can understand why I’m a little suspicious."
Not to mention it was too good to be true. Felicia Hardy, the Black Cat, was an incredibly attractive woman. While she was all about me before, she also never knew my real age. She got my mask off, tossed her cookies, and ran away.
I’m mentally scarred here. Boys my age don’t take rejection well.
"You’ll soon learn," Felicia was the purring sex-kitten again, "that it’s a woman’s prerogative to always change her mind. Besides, you can’t blame me for being catty."
Ugh, bad pun. That one deserved a rim shot, "Ba-bump-bum."
Felicia was all hands and lips again. She pressed herself against me and I could feel my resolve melt as my anatomy stiffened. "The age difference works in your favor baby; I’m close to my sexual peak… you’re close to your sexual peak…" She pulled apart the crease where my mask met the neck. "We should peak together…"
I could feel her lips suck on my neck My head swam. There really wasn’t much reason to fight. I’m lonely (horny), she’s lonely (horny). Biology was told us what the obvious answer was-
"There’s just one little thing…" she said so softly that I almost missed it.
Why were there always exceptions when women are involved? Can’t they just do something at face value and forget about the rest of it.
"Leave the mask on."
That is a whole new level of weird.
"I don’t want to be reminded-" she cut herself off. Felicia fluttered her eyelashes at me, like I needed anymore temptation. "Besides, you wouldn’t want me knowing your secret identity, right?"
I’d tell her it was weird, but I don’t think she has the concept of normal. Instead I let her roll up my mask to my nose, exposing my lips. She kissed me on the mouth, tentatively at first.
She wasn’t looking for a relationship. I wasn’t ready to give one. All she promised was sex. With all the terrible things that happen to me, why do I have to question the first good thing to come along?
I kissed her back and explored her mouth with my tongue. She tasted sweet, like summer rain on strawberry fields. Playfully her tongue licked mine. She sucked on it as her hands ran all over me, lighting me on fire.
She broke the kiss. "That’s more like it!" the Black Cat growled as she stood upright. Felicia was taller than me by about and inch, but the way her wig was poofed up (was it still a wig? Elektra tugged on that thing rather hard…) she seemed a lot taller than me. Not to mention that I had leaned against the wall with a dopey grin and my hands on her hips.
She bit the leather on the back of one of her gloves and pulled her hand free. She quickly did the same to the other and tossed the clawed gloves aside. "I’ve been waiting for this for so long…" Felicia hands stroked upwards from her hips, over the twin swells of her breasts and through her platinum blonde hair (wig?), "I want this to be perfect, okay? I’ve dreamed about fucking you for such a long time… Don’t say anything. Don’t ruin it. You can question all you want after you’re done fucking me…" She grabbed two handfuls of my shirt and pulled me into a rough kiss.
Oh wow. My brain stopped working.
Felicia burned with the heat of lust. She shoved me back against the wall and pulled the skintight top out of my bottoms. She sank to her knees. I could see the mischievous gleam in her eye, even through the amber lenses of her mask. She freed my member with one hand; the other tugged my pants clear.
There was no hesitation. She opened wide and took in my entire length.
"Ggghhhuuuggghhhh!!!" (or something to that effect) I gargled.
Felicia was a machine. She licked and sucked as her head bobbed up and down on my shaft. She did it quick and not gently. I could feel occasional teeth scratch against my skin. I could feel myself hit the back of her throat. Felicia never slowed for an instant.
I heard a weird noise, not realizing it was the sound of my own fingers digging into the plaster of her apartment wall.
Felicia blindly felt around and took my hands in hers. I turned my palms to her, to interlock fingers like MJ often would. Instead, Felicia placed my hands on the back of her head. She let me guide how quick and hard I wanted her to plunge. I could feel my balls begin to swell.
"Oh yeah…" I groaned as she suckled my cock.
Felicia hummed an affirmative noise. It made my balls tickle. Holy crap she knows how to suck dick.
Felicia gasped and my cock popped out of her mouth with a weird little noise. She stroked me with one hand, " I suppose now is a good time to tell you, I don’t swallow. I hate the taste of it so tell me before you bust a nut, okay?"
"Ungh-huh." I moaned.
"Got me?" The Black Cat asked again, squeezing my shaft in her strong little fist.
"I got you! I got you!" I winced in pain. "You got me!"
Felicia let go and smirked, "When you play with a kitten you should expect to get scratched." Gently she massaged my shaft and balls, "should I kiss it and make it better?"
Her lips and tongue erased all the pain. My hands found the top of her head. She picked up the pace. Her technique was brilliant, sucking as she pulled back and massaging with her tongue as she thrust forward. She jerked my pants down as slobber poured out of her mouth, down my crotch and onto her tits.
I started to trust into her mouth a little, just as she plunged forward I shifted a little. She didn’t seem to mind. She looked up at me with a strange glimmer of want in her eyes. I’m not sure if I didn’t care or couldn’t understand. The look of pleading only left her expression when I pushed into her harder.
The next thing I knew I was grunting, holding Felicia by the hair and thrusting in and out of her mouth at my own pace. I groaned and rolled my eyes at the sensation of my cock sliding down the back of her throat.
I thrust faster, feeling it swell up inside my dick. Felicia took it as hard as I gave. You have to respect that.
"Ungh!" I’m holding her hair in my fist, "I’m gonna come Cat!"
She fell backwards, pulling me down on top of her. I straddled her chest. She crushed her tits together. All the slobber that had dribbled off her chin and my balls made the valley of her chest slick.
"Come on baby, give it to me!" Felicia moaned as she writhed on the floor. "Fuck my titties baby… that’s what they’re made for!"
My hands closed on hers, holding her mountainous breasts together. I found myself groaning with the effort of fucking her. My hips pistoned. My knees rubbed raw on the carpet. Felicia didn’t breathe. She arched her back and neck. I watch my seed explode onto the milky skin of her chest and throat.
I spent a long minute panting on all fours, spent.
Somehow Felicia slipped out from under me. She didn’t say anything.
I couldn’t believe I did that. I jizzed all over her tits. I think I got some on her face. I’ve never done that before, just objectified a woman and got off without any concern for her gratification.
Did I get some in her mouth?
I pulled my underwear up and realized why guys take off after a one-night stand. I don’t want to apologize because it felt so good.
You just can’t say; "Pardon me for demeaning you madam but it felt really, really good. Want to snuggle?"
I swallow the guilty lump in my throat and pulled up my pants. Embarrassed I head for the window.
"Spider?" I hear from behind me. "Where are you going?"
I looked over my shoulder. I was glad for the mask. That way she didn’t have to see the look on my face.
* * * * *
Spider-Man jumped out the window.
Felicia ran over, her leather body suit hung off her hips and flapped behind her.
"What the fuck? Spider!" she called after him through the open window. "What the fuck!" she yelled again.
He swung away. She watched him go.
"Un-fucking-believable!" she gasped in astonishment. Every guy she’d ever been with, high school, college, and after, they’d never taken off like that.
She was sexy. She was hot. She’d let him put it anywhere he wanted. And he just took off. Her brain couldn’t understand it.
Felicia burned with the icy-cold anger of rejection. She balled up he fist and punched the window frame. Her breasts comically swayed with the impact. "Don’t think you’re getting off that easy, Spider-Man."
* * * * *
"So explain it to me again, Spidey?" Johnny Storm hovered in his fiery halo. Our midnight skyscraper powwows where becoming some sort of superhero tradition.
"You blew your load on her chest and took off?"
"Yeah." I admitted shyly. "Not one of my finer moments.
Johnny folded his arms. He smirked in disbelief. "You bang a chick and now you feel guilty for leaving. (Not to mention the fact that you took off because you felt guilty about going skeet-skeet-skeet on her chest to begin with)."
I shrug. "That about sums it up."
Johnny didn’t attempt to hide the amusement in his voice "In my professional opinion, you are a total spaz."
"Thanks for understanding, Torch."
"You better watch out man," he said while turning to fly off. "Normal chicks are crazy. Super-chicks are super-crazy. It’s a law of physics or something."
TBC…
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