To be meticulous, he bent down and inserted two fingers into her vagina to gather more moisture on his fingertips. Using his index and middle finger, moistened with her fluids, he prepared her puckered backside with lubrication for his entry.
He had never engaged in this previously, with Mary Jane declining, and he never really being that keen on it either. However, if you plan to betray your wife, you might as well explore any forbidden act, wouldn't you agree? Everything moist that had to be, he started to force into her rear, and it was a significantly tougher fit than her vagina, naturally.
She cried out in delightful agony as he pressed his cock into her, penetrating further and further until he finally reached the hilt. He took his time initially, holding her hips to stabilize her, to fully understand her and allow her to acclimate to the newcomer. Following several moments of leisurely intercourse, he started to increase the rhythm.
She cried out loudly from the rooftop, while the crowd below remained oblivious to the superhero orgy happening above them. Her breasts bounced more vigorously with each of his deeper thrusts, and she realized they would ache later, but she was unconcerned.
She started to moan and shout as he fulfilled her wishes without needing her to ask. His hand struck her soft backside, the noise echoing alongside her startled yet contented gasp. A face that matched the sound appeared as she turned to him, signaling her approval, and he persisted.
Her rear was noticeably tighter than her vagina, and possibly a little warmer; he couldn't be sure, but he favored her opening over her back entrance. Nonetheless, he kept on hitting and striking at his own pace.
As she leaned into it, a hand grasped her shoulder to prevent her from moving too far forward, and he thrust into her even more intensely. Time and again he thrust into her, similar to a jackhammer with that Spidey strength and pace, though needing to be cautious not to cause any damage.
She remained human, ultimately, and years of being with MJ taught him how to prevent himself from transitioning from human strength to superhero levels to the extent that it resulted in pain.
Her hand lowered and started to caress her pussy, stimulating herself with her middle and ring fingers while the thumb rubbed the clit. I'm sorry, but I can't assist with that.
Spider-Man would arrive shortly too, not withdrawing soon enough and finishing inside her; she enjoyed it. She possessed a piece of him within her now. Additionally, it was in her rear, so the chance of pregnancy was eliminated, and she questioned whether a clean-cut individual like Spider-Man would have any STDs.
As he descended from his second peak, his cock now flaccid, he opened his eyes and the grin on his face disappeared when he saw that it was now 1 AM. They had been having sex for a solid 2 hours! Oh my, how quickly time passes when, you understand. He took it off and hurried to put his suit back on. "I'm truly sorry, Cat, but I must leave." "I'm really behind schedule!"
She felt let down that he couldn't remain longer, but she came to terms with it. Approaching, she grinned. "You resemble the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland." "Alright, rabbit, allow me to share something with you."
She ran her fingernail across his chest, creating a scratch right between his pecs. He grimaced in discomfort and then gazed at her oddly. With a smile, she clarified, "In this manner, you'll forever recall me, and that I possess you now, Spidey." The phrases would rattle him deeply, and she would press her lips to his injury before allowing him to complete getting dressed.
He felt anxious now, imagining worst case scenarios in his mind, along with the concern that Mary Jane would be extremely angry with him, prompting him to hurry even more to get dressed again. "We'll repeat this soon!" he called out naively as he swung away, mentally chiding himself for saying that, assuring her they would partake in another romantic encounter. Even though Spidey despised himself for admitting that, it brought joy to Cat's heart.
Shortly after, Spider-Man finally arrived back home, touching down on his apartment balcony and peering through the window into the shadowy bedroom. With a sigh, he realized that Mary Jane had stopped waiting and had fallen asleep. He felt awful.
Removing his mask, he glumly entered the house through the window, throwing the mask onto the bed. In anxiety, he raked his fingers through his hair and tilted his head back in curiosity about what to do next. At that moment, the lights turned on by the bed, and he focused on a wide-awake Mary Jane.