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Peter Parker's New Groove Ch. 50 (Marvel)
🕑 Added 2022-12-18 16:01:11 +0000 UTCA/N: Here we are with the final chapter guys. A little bit bigger than usual, but also slightly abrupt I imagine. Thank you to everyone who read this story, and to everyone who enjoyed it all the way through. My next Marvel story will start in two weeks in the spot this one normally updates in so keep an eye out for that!
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… He might just have a thing for exhibitionism, Peter reflects. After all, he could have very easily waited until Kate and Yelena were home for the evening and no longer patrolling to visit them about that threesome offer. The only reason not to would be to maintain his secret identity, and Peter didn’t really think that either woman was inclined to betray him or anything like that. To say nothing of how his secret identity had become a badly leaking sieve ever since he’d saved the world from Thanos all those months ago.
Still, in the end he looks for them both on patrol, rather than going to their place. It’s not like it’s difficult to locate them, and soon enough he’s swooping in as Spider-Man to help them take out all of the thugs they’re currently beating the stuffing out of. There’s no doubt in his mind that just like last time, they were more than ready to take on the opponents they were up against. He just makes it easier for them to finish up the fight.
Kate Bishop, of course, is all smiles as she perks up at the sight of him. Yelena is a bit more reserved about it, but definitely has a warm look in her eyes whenever he catches her glancing in his direction. Eventually, the bad guys are all beaten black and blue, tied to street lamps, and left for the police to show up and haul off to jail, evidence of their crimes filling the so-called ‘abandoned’ warehouse behind them.
The three of them, meanwhile, retreat across the street to an out-of-view alley to watch from a distance as Justice is served. In the meantime, Yelena narrows her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest as she gives him a sharp nod.
“The help is appreciated, Spider-Man. But I must admit… I wonder why you showed up tonight.”
Her Russian accent is quite thick, but then given her background, he can’t really be surprised, can he. Though, he is a LITTLE surprised that she seems unsure of why he’s there. Blinking slowly, Peter looks over at Kate… and can immediately tell that her little promise of a threesome was made without consulting Yelena ahead of time. Which… fair, she hadn’t had a chance to consult Yelena ahead of time, but did she also not tell the blonde super spy what they’d discussed AFTER the fact either?
Judging by the blush on Kate’s flushed face and the way she’s averting her gaze and poorly whistling, no she had not. She’d told him that they would have some fun together some other time… and that was it. Though in slight fairness to her, she HAD said to call her, not just show up out of nowhere like he’d ultimately chosen to.
Hm. Before, when he was still second guessing himself, Peter might have backtracked. He probably would have stuttered and stammered at least a little bit, and all around pussyfooted around a fair amount. But now… well, he doesn’t hesitate to throw Kate under the bus as he laces his fingers behind his head and hums for a moment.
“Well, possibly because your girlfriend here offered me a threesome the next time I saw you guys.”
Yelena’s eyes widen and snap to Kate, who’s blush intensifies. But Peter isn’t done.
“Something about me being your Celebrity Sex Pass, if I recall correctly?”
If Kate was lying through her teeth, she’d be in so much trouble with both of them. But judging by the way Yelena herself blushes now, there was at least SOME truth to Kate’s words. Peter grins behind his mask as both women shuffle from foot to foot for a moment, neither seemingly sure what to do next… until Yelena finally straightens up and gets a very peculiar, very intense look in her eyes.
Peter tilts his head to the side, more than happy to let her decide what happens now. Somehow, he just knows he’ll enjoy it no matter what.
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“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”
He was right. He was enjoying himself immensely. A low groan leaves Peter’s lips, even as he looks down into the wide, apologetic eyes of one Kate Bishop. ‘Lady’ Hawkeye is on her knees right now, sucking his rock hard cock. Though, she currently has help in the form of her significant other as Yelena takes ahold of Kate’s ponytail and forces her up and down his shaft, face fucking Kate rather roughly upon his throbbing length with single-minded focus.
When Yelena next glances up at him, Peter tilts his masked head to the side and chuckles.
“Being a little rough, don’t you think?”
The Russian femme fatale just scoffs at that.
“Kate can take it. She is strong, like mule.”
“Mmph!”
Yelena adopts a truly wicked grin at Kate’s noise of protest.
“She does not like being compared to a mule.”
Peter just laughs. The blonde’s humor is dry, but honestly quite infectious. Meanwhile, even as she continues to have Kate throat his member, Yelena reaches up and runs her fingers along the lower part of his mask, over where his mouth is. Correctly deducing what she wants, Peter lets the Iron Spider suit pull back from there, the nanites disassembling to expose his chiseled jaw and lips.
Yelena doesn’t miss a beat. Even with her attention split between face fucking Kate upon his shaft, she immediately lunges forward, wrapping her free hand around his neck and pulling him in to a deep, tongue-filled kiss. Peter grunts, his own hand coming around to cup the Russian femme fatale’s ass, groping it roughly through her leather catsuit as they makeout with one another for several long moments.
Finally pulling away, Yelena’s eyes flutter as she licks her lips, as though she’s trying to savor the taste of him.
“You brought my sister back to me. I will never forget that, Spider-Man.”
Feeling a little abashed, Peter nevertheless offers Yelena a broad smile now that his mask is out of the way.
“I’d do it again a hundred times. Natasha is a wonderful woman… and a force for good that this world sorely needs.”
For a moment, Yelena looks like she might actually cry on him. Her eyes grow slightly watery, and it’s clear from the way she picks up the pace down below that she’s feeling somewhat emotional.
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”
Kate doesn’t try to resist or anything, but her hands do snap up and grab onto his legs as she’s face fucked even more roughly upon his cock. Until finally, Yelena decides to lunge in for another extended kiss, rather than tears.
This continues for a little while longer, until abruptly and seemingly without reason, the blonde pulls back and disengages from the lip lock. She doesn’t just pull herself back however, she also pulls Kate back. Yanking Kate away from his cock by her ponytail, Yelena barely gives her girlfriend time to squawk in objection before she’s pulling her up to her feet but then bending her over at the waist.
“Kate is a naughty girl. She needs a firm hand.”
“H-Hey, you-!”
SMACK!
“-eep!”
As if to prove her point, Yelena’s free hand whips out over the length of Kate’s body to deliver a spanking to the purple-clad archer’s ass. Then, she immediately reaches down between Kate’s thighs and locates a zipper not even Peter had been able to make out in the costume, pulling it open and exposing Kate’s panties, only to yank them aside in a way that seems to almost certainly give ‘Lady’ Hawkeye a wedgie, if the squealing if anything to go by.
Still, with just those short, sharp movements, Yelena has exposed Kate’s cunt to him. Amused to no end by the way Yelena bullies her girlfriend… and the way Kate seems to not only like it but encourage it by doing things like offering them up for a threesome without telling Yelena, Peter just shakes his head and steps forward.
Grabbing Kate by the hips, he slides into her from behind right then and there, drawing a loud moan from the beautiful raven-haired archer. Meanwhile, Yelena just gives him a simple nod of approval, before grinning wickedly.
“She also needs something to do with her mouth. Or she will yammer on and on and on.”
With that said, Yelena unzips her own suit, and before Kate can even try to act offended this time around, the blonde has forced her girlfriend’s face into her crotch. The two of them are spit-roasting Kate Bishop between them all of the sudden, with Peter fucking the young woman right up into her girlfriend’s cunt, while Yelena groans as she enjoys being eaten out by Kate in a semi-public place.
No one is going to stumble upon them, no one is watching or recording them. Peter would know. But that doesn’t change the fact that it COULD happen, and that in and of itself was clearly part of the thrill for both Yelena and Kate. Peter, for his part, greatly enjoys the tight, clenching cunt wrapped around his cock as Kate’s muffled moans from Yelena’s crotch reach his ears. He can tell she’s enjoying herself immensely, especially when she cums for him time and time again, orgasming upon his cock while tonguing Yelena out.
Eventually, the Russian is forced to drag Kate back, with Peter walking along with them as they go. This is because Yelena’s legs are starting to turn to jelly, and so the blonde moves to a nearby wall and leans back against it, continuing to enjoy Kate’s tongue while using the bricks behind her for support.
It’s not long after this that Kate’s clenching, orgasming cunny draws Peter over the edge. He simply can’t hold himself back anymore, and he lets out a low groan as he proceeds to spill his seed inside of the beautiful ‘Lady’ Hawkeye. He fills and fills her, until he can fill her no more. Not that that means he’s done… not by a long shot.
The moment he finishes and releases his hold on Kate’s hips, she collapses to her knees. For a moment, he fears that she’s too exhausted… but then he gets to watch as Kate reaches up and grabs Yelena under one thigh, spreading her girlfriend’s legs apart and lifting one into the air as the Russian blonde gasps from a particularly deep tongue dive from the archer’s mouth.
Then, Kate pulls back, moving her head lower and all but scrunching up her body in an invitation that makes it as clear what she wants him to do as Yelena’s own actions did. Snorting in amusement, Peter steps forward and moves into position, his cock pressing against Yelena’s slit and the Russian super spy’s lidded eyes snapping open at the feel of it.
She blushes as she looks into his eyes, and Peter gets the impression that he’s seeing something most people would never get to see. Yelena off guard. The blonde is almost certainly cool as a cucumber under any other circumstances, but when it’s him? Well, Kate had already let slip that he was Yelena’s Celebrity Sex Pass even BEFORE the Russian femme fatale knew him as the man who brought her sister back to her. So yeah, now it was even worse than that.
Knowing all of this, Peter thrusts forward into Yelena, causing her to gasp and moan. At the same time, he takes hold of her leg from Kate and lifts it even higher into the air so he can properly fuck Yelena up against the wall of the alley. His own legs remain spread nice and wide to accommodate Kate kneeling down between the two of them.
And for good reason too. Kate isn’t moving… but rather, is intent on augmenting his and Yelena’s experience together. Down on the ground, the freshly creampied archer uses her fingers to fiddle with Yelena’s clit while his cock jackhammers in and out of the blonde and uses her mouth and tongue to slurp and suck at his ball sack as it goes swinging by overhead.
She’s certainly enthusiastic if nothing else, and leaning forward, Peter kisses Yelena again, his lips crashing into her lips as he silences her wanton moans. This is for good reason, and not just because he wants to makeout with her some more. See, he’s just started picking up the police sirens arriving off in the distance.
When they finally get close enough that the duo hear them as well, both Yelena and Kate freeze up for a second. But Peter doesn’t stop fucking Yelena or make any move to pull back, so after that moment passes, they just go right back to what they’re doing. To be fair, if he thought for even a second that one of the cops was going to come over and check out this alley, he of course would have acted to preserve the dignity of the two women he’s currently with.
But it never happens. The police handle the crime scene with a proper degree of professionalism and soon have the thugs that they beat up bundled into the back of police cars and off to the station, even as they clear out the ‘abandoned’ warehouse of the illegal substances found within. A perfect end to a perfect night, and Yelena seems to think so too because her pussy walls won’t stop clenching down on his cock.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she clings to him for dear life as she rides orgasm after orgasm, until finally Peter tips over the edge with her as well. Letting out a grunt, he fills Yelena to the brim with his seed, panting only a little bit as he does so. It’s not that he’s out of breath or anything like that, he’s still got plenty of gas in the tank. But there’s definitely a certain degree of adrenaline that comes with fucking in public and creampieing two beautiful women back to back.
As he pulls out of Yelena, Kate immediately rises to her feet to support the jelly-legged blonde super spy. Yelena, meanwhile, pulls her arms back from around his neck quite reluctantly, with both women looking at Peter like they can’t wait for another round. And yet… perhaps he just gives off the vibe or something, but it’s clear they recognize he’s not sticking around.
“It was fun, Spider-Man. Feel free to stop by again… any time~”
Kate’s grin and a wink makes Peter chuckle as he tilts his head to the side.
“Still haven’t learned your lesson about speaking for you AND Yelena, have you?”
Kate grins unrepentantly, only to blush in surprise when Yelena drapes her arms around HER neck and nuzzles into Kate’s cheek.
“Mm… in this case, Kate speaks the truth. You are welcome in our home and bed, Spider-Man.”
Nodding his head, Peter lets the Iron Spider suit fully encase him, covering his lower face and crotch once more. Then, offering the two beautiful women a two-fingered salute, he shoots out a web and springs into the air, flinging himself up and then away as he makes his way through the night skyline of New York, only one destination in mind.
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“It’s rather late for you to be at Stark Tower, Peter.”
Smiling up at the ceiling of the elevator, Peter chuckles. He’s changed out of his Iron Spider suit and into normal clothes at this point. With his hands stuffed into his pockets, he shrugs.
“Yeah… Toni still up?”
“Of course, Peter. The Creator is always up. Shall I let her know you wish to speak with her?”
“… Yeah, let her know I’m at the bar, will you? No rush. Oh… and feel free to join us if you want.”
He doesn’t have to spell out what he means by ‘join them’. Friday has her corporeal bodies, and he’d love to have her with them in one of said forms. But of course, it’s always up to her.
“Very well, Peter.”
Soon enough, Peter arrives at the top floor of Stark Tower. Toni isn’t there yet, so he makes his way over to the penthouse suite’s extensive bar, laden with all sorts of rare liquors and drinks. Truth be told… he doesn’t know anything about any of it. So he cheats just a little bit, reaching out to the Stones. It’s probably the most frivolous use for them yet, but they don’t begrudge him it. In fact, they’re as eager as ever to give him what he wants.
By the time Toni arrives, followed shortly after by Friday, Peter has three drinks in front of them. One he pushes to Toni, and the other he pushes to Friday, who has chosen to wear Cortana’s body for this outing. They both look down at the drinks, rather surprised. Though, each for different reasons. After a moment, Toni hesitantly takes a sip from her glass, only for her eyes to widen in pleased surprise.
“Huh, I didn’t know you remembered my order, Peter. Nor did I think you knew how to prepare this particular cocktail.”
Peter just grins mysteriously as he looks to Friday, who stares at her own drink in mute confusion for a moment before finally breaking her silence.
“Unfortunately, I cannot enjoy this drink, Peter.”
Moment of truth, he supposed. Though he’d already checked with the Stones beforehand and knew it was possible.
“You couldn’t enjoy the drink, Fri. You can now.”
He doesn’t even snap his fingers. Doesn’t have to. Between one moment and the next, Reality shifts and Friday becomes a Real Girl. The AI’s robot body is suddenly a human body. Friday’s consciousness is still spread out through the systems of Stark Tower, but now she’s like Toni and Pepper… a technopath. To say the change is sudden and jarring for the AI would be an understatement. She gasps and nearly doubles over, having to catch herself on the bar before staring down at now fleshy hands in abject shock.
“Fri?! What the fuck?!”
Toni’s shock is equally palpable, with Peter sighing… and knocking back his entire drink.
“Toni… Fri… there’s something I have to tell you. About what really happened the day we beat Thanos.”
He has their undivided attention at least. Showing the ability to turn Friday into a living, breathing, organic being certainly got him that. Heh, he hadn’t even needed Soul to give her a soul though… the AI had already developed one all on her own.
Peter tells them everything. Needless to say, Toni is angry and Friday is upset to learn that he died across not just a bunch of different versions of reality, but also technically died in this one too. That he only survived by the grace of the Stones and a combination of a bunch of shreds of different Peter Parkers.
He doesn’t leave anything out. He doesn’t hold any of it back. It feels… it feels like the end of something, really. But also like the beginning. It’s the end of secrets. The end of him keeping anything from two of the people who are the closest to him. But it’s also the beginning of the rest of Peter’s life.
When he’s done explaining himself, he offers to turn Friday back. One last bit of self-consciousness as he can’t help but wonder if he should have asked for permission first before using her as a demonstration. But no. Friday doesn’t want to be turned back. She’s quite happy the way she is… finally the true flesh and blood daughter of her mother, Toni Stark.
Needless to say, THAT particular confession starts the water works for Toni. And for once, things don’t devolve into sex despite all three of them ending up naked together in bed. Instead, it’s a night of pure comfort, of cuddling close to one another, of Toni resting her head on Friday’s chest to listen to her heartbeat, even as both of them curl into Peter while he holds them close.
The world isn’t known for pulling its punches. And Peter doesn’t for a second think Thanos was the last major threat out there. Nor does he know what the hell he’s going to do with fatherhood around the corner for him. But all the same, the future looks bright indeed… and he can’t wait to face it with all of his girls at his side.
Together… he knows they’ll be able to take on any challenge.
Comments
Zarroc789
A very good ending. Much different than I expected.
Kazama
Well, a good as end as any I suppose. Thanks for the chapters.
