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Peter Parker's New Groove Ch. 49 (Marvel)
🕑 Added 2022-12-04 15:22:52 +0000 UTCA/N: Hey guys, enjoy this threesome and if you want more information about what comes next for the Marvel Slot, be sure to read the closing A/N!
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Hearing them both invite him to their bed, Peter doesn’t hesitate. He might have, once upon a time. No, he definitely would have even a short while ago, because this situation seemed utterly ridiculous, right? Not only had he invaded their privacy, but he’d also done so with his dick out and waving about. But this universe was built on such absurd situations, and Peter… Peter was more than happy to go with the flow.
Shucking off his shirt as he walks forward, Peter makes sure he’s just as naked as the two of them by the time he reaches the bed. Jane, meanwhile, taps Mjolnir again, her body regaining that definition it had when he originally appeared in front of them. She looks incredibly strong, which… fair, she’d probably need that strength to keep up with him and Valkyrie, wouldn’t she?
Valkyrie on the other hand, not in need of any power ups to start the fun, crawls on the bed to meet Peter ‘halfway’ so to speak. Meaning, when he reaches the edge of the bed, she’s there waiting for him, her hand already in place to grab his cock and yank him up to the mattress itself as he yelps a bit. Stroking his sizable phallus, the dark-skinned beauty hums for a moment before licking her lips and glancing up at him.
“Brunnhilde, by the way.”
Blinking, it takes Peter a moment to realize she’s telling him her name. Giving her a smile and a nod, Peter gulps.
“Peter Parker. Pleasure to meet you!”
Brunnhilde hums and takes a long, slow lick of Peter’s cock before looking up at him again.
“We’ve met before, haven’t we? You’re… Spider-Man.”
He jolts at being so easily recognized, before a flash of memory makes him realize how she knows who he is. That final battle against Thanos had become a bit disjointed for Peter… possibly because, as he now knew, he was an amalgamation of fragments, a whole bunch of different versions of Peter Parker, built upon a single solid foundation. As such, his memories of the fight against Thanos were… slightly different.
That said, he does remember now. A moment where his mask had been torn off, he’d been running with the gauntlet, and Brunnhilde, aka Valkyrie, had given him a lift. Specifically, she’d been on a flying horse mount and he’d webbed the end of her spear, allowing him to escape from a pile of alien monsters as he soared through the air.
Shortly after that, he’d had to use the gauntlet to end Thanos. That part was universal across every version of himself.
Smiling with more strength now, Peter gives Brunnhilde a nod of his head.
“Yeah, that’s me.”
Brunnhilde hums again at that, her eyes flashing as she gives him a cheeky grin.
“A pleasure to finally meet you properly, Peter Parker~”
Then, she goes right down his cock, her lips encircling his member as the dark-skinned Norse beauty begins to bob up and down his length. Peter can only flush a little bit at her forwardness, but her cheeky grin is infectious because his smile has evolved into a grin of his own and he reaches out, sliding his fingers along her braided hair.
Focused on Brunnhilde, he doesn’t even notice Jane until the other woman sidles up alongside her female lover. Also kneeling at the edge of the bed, Jane Foster slides a hand through the back of Peter’s hair and turns him to face her. They stare at one another for a moment before surging forward in unison, with Peter’s lips crashing into Jane’s.
She’s certainly strong, but Peter is also pretty strong. They’re actually evenly matched as they do their level best to explore one another’s tonsils with over-eager tongues. All the while Brunnhilde continues to suck him off down below with quite a lot of enthusiasm.
Eventually, Jane pulls back as they both gasp for air. Looking at him in wonder, the beautiful astrophysicist finally lets her curiosity get the better of her.
“How?”
That single word is laden with an entire world of questions, and Peter can’t help but grin a little bit. How indeed. Deciding to go with the easiest answer to that question, mostly just to tweak Jane’s nose a little bit, Peter shrugs.
“How did I know where to find you? Your friend Darcy Lewis told me where you’d gone. After she got what she wanted from me, of course.”
Jane flushes a little at that, momentarily distracted with mental images of him and Darcy going at it from the look of things. Peter, taking advantage of her distraction, leans down and captures one of her nipples in his mouth. Both of them are pretty much already rock hard from her previous arousal and the fun activities that he’d interrupted her and Brunnhilde in the midst of performing when he so rudely popped in.
But that doesn’t mean he can’t get them a little bit harder, a little bit longer. Nibbling Jane Foster’s nipples between his teeth, one after the other, Peter enjoys the moans that fall from her lips. They’re music to his ears. Of course, eventually she tightens her grip on his hair and slowly drags him away from her breasts. Her reddened nips stand out even as she stares at him, a half-hearted scowl on her lips.
“T-That’s not what I meant. Brunnhilde says you’re Spider-Man… so how the fuck did you cure my cancer? How did you even know I had cancer in the first place? How did you suddenly teleport across the planet if you were just with Darcy in New York? How does ANY of that sound like the abilities of a spider?!”
Peter snickers a little bit. After he’d willfully ignored the implication behind her previous ‘How’, it seemed that Jane had decided she was just going to ask every How at once. Which… fair. An inquisitive mind like hers would not rest until she’d settled everything, no sir.
“The answer to all those things is one and the same, Dr. Foster. A mutual friend in red let me know you were in need of my assistance.”
Jane’s brow furrows in confusion at that, and it’s clear she doesn’t immediately get it. But she’s a smart cookie. It hits her like a freight train a moment later, and she gasps as she stares at him in shock.
“… The Aether.”
Peter nods, even as a groan spills free of his lips. Down below, Brunnhilde seems to be taking issue with their chattiness, if the way she’s redoubling her efforts to suck him to completion are any indication.
“The Reality Stone, but yes.”
He’s being fairly honest with Jane. Maybe too honest. But she deserves to know, not just because he respects Dr. Foster an awful lot, but also because he DID literally cure her cancer. She would want answers, and he wouldn’t let her desire for the truth keep her up at night when he could explain it all right here and right now.
“T-That’s… that’s dangerous. You can’t just… you don’t know what you’re playing with, Peter. We need to-!”
Jane’s frantic words are nice and all, but Peter is barely paying them any mind as he throws his head back and groans, Brunnhilde’s efforts down below ratcheting up ANOTHER notch as it feels as though the dark-skinned Valkyrie is doing her level best to suck his soul right out of his body. What she does manage to do is cause him to blow his load down her throat, which she happily swallows in record time.
As soon as she’s done, Brunnhilde pulls back off of his cock, sits up, grabs Jane by her hair, and yanks her around, cutting off her protests and frantic words with a deep, tongue-filled kiss… that from the look of things, has an awful lot of his cum mixed in. Apparently, Brunnhilde hadn’t swallowed ALL of his cum just yet.
By the time the dark-skinned warrior is done sharing his load with Jane, the chiseled astrophysicist is blushing up a storm. She doesn’t fight it as Brunnhilde drags her away from him either, forcing Jane to her hands and knees as she herself lays back on the pillows at the head of the bed. The end result is that Jane’s face is left inches from the dark-skinned Valkyrie’s cunt lips.
“You talk too much, Jane.”
Sputtering, Jane fights it for a moment, even as Brunnhilde tries to guide her down to her pussy.
“Y-You don’t understand, I’ve experienced the Aether before, it-!”
Clapping his hands onto Jane’s spectacular, sculpted ass, Peter grins as he causes a jolt to go through the beauty.
“I understand your concerns Dr. Foster. But I’m better equipped to handle the Aether than you were. I’m in no danger of dying, of that you can be certain.”
Jane lets out a weak noise of protest, only for Brunnhilde to speak up.
“Jane… he snapped Thanos and his armies clean out of existence. If he survived that… I think he’ll be fine.”
Finally, the astrophysicist stops fighting and allows Brunnhilde to guide her down between her thighs properly. To be fair, judging by the way the Valkyrie immediately lets out a loud moan and throws her head back, it wasn’t as though Jane didn’t WANT to eat her lover out. Rather, she was only reluctant because she needed to do her due diligence regarding him.
Peter can respect that. More than that, he’s grateful to her. It’s only fair that she make sure his ability to cure her cancer didn’t come at the expense of his own life. Now that that’s out of the way though…
Sinking his cock into Jane’s incredibly tight cunt is as pleasurable as Peter knew it would be. She’s got a pussy that clenches around his dick like an impossibly soft, velvety vice. Her inner walls flex and squeeze and massage up and down his length like no tomorrow, while the slickness and wetness of her passage make it incredibly easy for Peter to piston his throbbing prick in and out of her.
Jane can only moan into Brunnhilde’s quim as he fucks her from behind, the beautiful astrophysicist trapped between a Valkyrie and a big fat cock. Her toes curl and her feet kick up into the air as Peter hits particularly deep places within her, causing Jane to rapidly reach orgasm upon his member.
Brunnhilde gasps as she does so, the squeals and shrieks of ecstasy emitting from Jane’s mouth reverberating up through the Valkyrie’s body until she too finds herself seizing up and squirting her pussy juices all over her lover’s face.
The two Asgardian women… for Jane might not be native, but she’d clearly ‘inherited’ something from Mjolnir, are more than capable of handling Peter’s strength. So he doesn’t hold back with them. He goes all out, delivering punishing thrusts to Jane’s cunt that result in his thighs clapping her cheeks until they’re a rosy red blush. In response, Jane thrusts her hips back into his own with great strength and speed, until Peter… can hold back no longer.
Pulling out at the last second, he gives Jane’s ass and back a nice, fine coating, covering her from her pert behind all the way up to the nape of her neck in his jizz. In response, Jane lets out one last muffled squeal into Brunnhilde’s cunt and shudders her way through one last orgasm of her own. After which, the dark-skinned woman who’s legs she’s between promptly yanks Jane away from her cunt and pushes her aside.
As the recovering astrophysicist flops onto her side to watch them with lidded eyes, Brunnhilde reaches down and spreads her cunt lips wide in offering to Peter… an offering he’s more than happy to accept.
Crawling forward, he plants his cock against her pussy lips and then thrusts forward, slamming home into her cunt in a way that has Brunnhilde groaning quite happily. However, when he lowers his mouth towards hers, she presses a finger to his lips.
“Mm… no kissing. Just fuck me as hard as you fucking can.”
Ah, that kind of woman. Fair enough. Peter nods, sits back… and begins to thrust into Brunnhilde with all his might, his hands gripping her thighs as she wraps her legs around his waist. Her own hands end up behind her head, clutching at pillows and bedding alike as his powerful fucking of her cunt has her soon howling in delight and pleasure.
Still, as fun as it is to watch her face contort, his lips long to do something. He might not be able to kiss her… but those dark, chocolate breasts of hers call to him. Leaning down, he captures one of her nipples in his mouth just as he did with Jane. Her arched back makes it all too easy to latch on and begin nibbling and even gnawing at her teats, one after the other.
The squeal that Brunnhilde lets out is rather uncharacteristic of her, Peter can’t help thinking. Sure, they hadn’t interacted much just yet, but from what he’d seen so far… well, one thing was for sure. He wanted to hear it more. And so he attacks her breasts all the more aggressively. No kissing allowed… but slobbering and biting and mauling her tits was not kissing, now was it?
Brunnhilde doesn’t stop him, and soon enough her flexing cunt walls are clenching down in orgasm just as Jane’s did. He fucks her through climax after climax, pounding her with all his might just as she’d asked of him. He honestly thinks he finds new reservoirs of power even, because while she’s just as strong as Jane is, he’s slamming even deeper into her tightening, gripping cunt than he did with Dr. Foster.
Finally though, as all good things must, it comes to an end. With a hoarse grunt, Peter slams home into Brunnhilde’s cunt one last time and proceeds to cum inside of her, the legs wrapped around his waist and holding him in allowing nothing less. She clings to him with all her remaining might, riding out not just his release but also a climax of her own.
And then it’s over. Peter pulls back, looking between the two beautiful women he’s just fucked into something of a stupor. He gives them both a grin, admiring their naked bodies. From Jane’s cum-covered form to Brunnhilde’s creampied pussy.
They, in turn, end up falling upon one another as he climbs off the bed. He’s almost immediately forgotten as they return to their previous lover’s embrace, holding each other close. The only difference now is that Jane fingers Brunnhilde’s pussy, scooping his cum out of her and feeding it to either herself or the Valkyrie. Meanwhile, Brunnhilde runs her hands along Jane’s back, coming back with sticky fingers that she slurps clean as well.
Admiring the view, Peter hums for a moment… before deciding it’s time to return to New York. He’s put off another threesome he’s been promised long enough, hasn’t he? Just from his small interaction with her, he knows Kate Bishop will be quite the freak in the sheets. And if Yelena is half the woman her sister is… she’ll be just as fun.
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A/N: With over 60% of the vote, the X-Men OC option has officially won the last Vibe Check. I've got a pretty good idea for where I want to go with that in terms of both character and power, and I'm really excited to get to work on it once PPNG is done.
That said, I intend for next chapter to be the final chapter of PPNG. It might be a little longer because of that, as I cram both the final threesome between Peter/Yelena/Kate in, as well as a short and sweet epilogue.
After that we'll get started on the new Marvel Fic.
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