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Peter Parker's New Groove Ch. 41 (Marvel)
🕑 Added 2022-08-14 14:20:55 +0000 UTCA/N: All's well that ends well~
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Giving him a slight smirk as he begins to match her pace, Storm tosses her mane of white locks back and lets out a moan, riding him once more now that they’re clearly done talking for the moment. Her pussy walls clench around his shaft, and her naked, dark-skinned form bounces and jiggles in all the right ways.
The African mutant truly is a gorgeous bombshell of a woman. All Peter really knows about her is that she controls the weather, a mutant ability that she put to GREAT use during the battle against Thanos. Nothing quite like having that sort of battlefield control, really. Honestly, if he’d been paying a bit more attention the night before, Peter might have figured out that Emma had led him to a set of quarters that were clearly not meant for guests.
The whole play is covered in plants, some of them dangling from the ceiling, some in pots on the floor, some even growing upon the wall on a lattice structure. On top of that, and on top of the artwork, there are clearly mementos from Storm’s life, with there being a spear and dagger combo hanging from the wall at one point that Peter would be dumbfounded if he found out Storm hadn’t actually used both at one point in time.
It all painted quite the interesting picture of the woman. But so did other things. Like the fact that Emma had convinced him to stay the night and then led him here rather than her own quarters. Obviously, the blonde telepath had set out to set him up with Storm. More obviously, Storm definitely was the kind of woman who apparently liked being set up with random strangers.
After all, the gorgeous woman hadn’t so much as missed a beat, from the look of things. She’d come into her quarters, and the first thing she’d done upon finding him in HER bed wasn’t to wake him up or even try to restrain him as some creep or stalker… no, she’d gone ahead, stripped naked, and hopped into bed with him, impaling herself upon his cock without so much as a ‘by your leave’.
Oh yeah, Peter was getting a fairly decent idea of just what Storm was like. And as he thrusts up into her, making her gasp and laugh in delight as she rides him to kingdom come, Peter can’t help but grin savagely… before focusing on those perfect black breasts of hers. Dark as the rest of her, each capped with a rock hard nipple, they bounce in front of his eyes almost hypnotically.
With a lustful growl, Peter suddenly sits up, leaning forward as he slides his hands from Storm’s hips down to her ass. She moans, wrapping her own arms around his neck, draping them over his shoulders as he begins to ravenously feast upon her tits. Peter goes from one breast to the other, lavishing them both with praise, worshipping Storm’s chest as though she were a Goddess.
He doesn’t think that she’s a psychic, but almost as if she reads his mind, her next words come out in a wanton moan and damn near perfectly mirror his thoughts.
“Oooh, that’s a good boy. Worship your Goddess! Yesss~”
It felt a little belittling, if he was being honest. It felt… like she wasn’t taking him seriously. Hmph, Peter knew it was her room. Her bed, even. He knew that, by all rights that he was a guest here and he should probably act like it. But damn if he wasn’t a little… annoyed by her attitude. He wasn’t some ‘boy’, damn it!
Maybe it was his lust talking. He didn’t consider himself arrogant, or anything like that. But still, Peter feels a swelling of… pride and aggression well up inside of him. With a growl, he grabs hold of Storm, and before the African mutant can so much as blink, he has her on her back. She hits with an ‘oof’ as his sudden maneuver knocks the air out of her lungs for a moment. Her breasts jiggle, and his cock remains deep inside of her as her cunt walls clench down around it in surprise.
His hands go to her wrists, capturing them with ease and putting them above her head where he holds them in place with just one hand so the other can explore. He gropes at her tits some more, and begins to thrust into her, even as she growls lustfully right back at him, bucking her body, pushing to escape.
At first, Peter thinks she’s just playing around. Certainly, she’s still moaning up a storm as he fucks her into her own bed, taking charge. But slowly, her struggling ceases… and she gets this look in her eyes, which narrow pointedly. All of the sudden, those same eyes are glowing with electricity, and the air around them becomes charged with a certain atmospheric pressure.
“Who are you? You’re not a new student, are you?”
Peter blinks at that, slowly coming to a stop as well, recognizing that Storm is… well, she’s clearly caught on to the fact that he’s not exactly normal. But then, this was a school for mutants, had she really expected him to be normal? Rather, his enhanced strength must have caused her to become concerned. Well… he’s told half of the people in the Institute who he really is at this point, right? Why not go for broke, especially when he’s already ball’s deep inside of the beautiful mutant beneath him.
Pretending not to be concerned by the veritable lightning storm that she looks ready to unleash upon his ass, Peter inclines his head in greeting, offering the powerful mutant a crooked grin.
“Peter Parker. But you’d probably know me better as Spider-Man.”
Storm’s eyes widen at that, and then the energy in her gaze fades after she considers him for a long moment.
“… I believe you.”
Sheesh, there was a chance she wouldn’t? He’d been about to be barbequed based on his answer, hadn’t he? Peter won’t lie… it’s a little exhilarating. His blood is really pumping now. Still buried inside of Storm, he chuckles and shrugs his shoulders.
“Jean invited me over. Emma convinced me to stay. She didn’t tell me this was your room though.”
Shifting a bit underneath him to get comfortable, Storm’s lips thin out before ultimately, she sighs.
“No, she normally doesn’t. Hmph, though given her abilities, she can usually tell whether a man will be… receptive or not to my advances. Clearly, she saw something in you.”
Peter can’t resist quipping.
“Probably the part where I fucked Jean’s entire dorm, and then had enough stamina leftover to go half a dozen rounds with Emma herself, I suppose.”
Storm’s eyes widen further, and… he doesn’t THINK she has some sort of lie detector, but hey, what does he know about weather control? Either way, her response to his rather flippant words is another quiet…
“I believe you.”
Letting out a sheepish laugh, Peter goes to pull back. As much as he’d been hoping to fuck her senseless, it feels like- oh. Never mind. When he tries to pull out, Storm is quick to act. Though she couldn’t necessarily stop him given the differences in their physical strengths, the way her legs snap up to wrap around his waist and lock in place is very… telling.
Peter stops and raises an eyebrow at the beautiful older woman questioningly. Storm raises an eyebrow right back in response and offers her own crooked smile as she speaks in a slightly breathy tone.
“You were about to give it to me, were you not? I did not say I was opposed to such a thing. While normally I prefer to be in charge… I can make an exception, for a young man of your caliber. Please, feel free to, mm… ‘make me your woman’.”
It’s said in a playful tone that makes it abundantly clear that despite Storm’s words, what’s happening here is no strings attached nookie. He’s not actually going to be able to ‘make her his woman’ or ‘ruin her for all other men’ or anything like that. But at the same time, it’s clear as day that she’s giving him an invitation to plow her silly… and, well, Peter isn’t one to turn down such an opportunity.
With a lustful growl, he gets back to it, immediately returning to fucking into the beautiful dark-skinned mutant with gusto. In response, the white-haired weather controller cries out, lips curled in a carefree smile, eyes locked on his face as he fucks her… at first, anyways. Indeed, the more he pounds into her sopping wet cunt, the harder it is for her to stay focused.
She talks a big game… but Peter’s got an awful lot of experience in this arena, experience he has no problem putting to use in giving Storm a hardcore pounding that she’ll never forget. He’s got plenty of relationships that he probably still needs to figure out as it is, so he’s not looking to add her to some kind of ‘harem’ or something like that. Honestly, the very thought of having a harem… terrifies him.
And yet… nope, not going there. Willfully putting such thoughts from his mind, Peter focuses on the matter at hand. Namely, helping Storm create some very fun, very enjoyable memories with him as the centerpiece. He can’t help himself. He’s such a people pleaser, and he ALWAYS has to leave a great impression on new ‘friends’ wherever he can manage it.
Needless to say, Storm is getting the full brunt of that ‘impression’ at the moment. Her tits bounce and jiggle with the speed and power of his rapid thrusts, ultimately drawing Peter back down to them. He can’t help it, the mutant’s beautiful orbs of breast flesh are just downright intoxicating, and he goes for them with a fresh gusto, feasting upon her tits all over again, this time with her beneath him and him on top.
Crying out, Storm cums for him… and does so again and again in fact. Her climaxes are swift and rapid, repeated as Peter shudders, his cock being liberally milked inside of her. She’s quite the woman, there’s no doubt about that, and though he puts on a good show, Peter can’t hold back forever. Still, he likes to think he leaves her with a spectacular set of orgasms, before finally groaning and filling her with his seed.
His cock thrusts forward one final time, and he unloads inside of the gorgeous mutant for what feels like an eternity before finally pulling out of her. Her legs loosen around his waist, and Peter falls to the side onto his back as well, smirking up at the ceiling, feeling pretty damn good about himself. Certainly, he’d put her through the wringer… in a good way of course.
Still, he wouldn’t be surprised if the beautiful woman was in something of a stupor for the next little while. It would probably take her sometime to recover, and in the meantime, he could get out of here and-
Peter blinks, as a hand falls upon his cock. He looks, and to his surprise, Storm is smirking at him, already recovered as she glides her soft palm up and down his messy member. Pushing off of the bed, the beautiful mutant crawls on all fours down between his legs, before kneeling there as she strokes his cock up and down with eyes glinting with avarice.
“An excellent first showing, Peter. But I think you’ve got a lot more than that in you, don’t you? After all, if I can keep going… you can surely keep going, can’t you?”
… He was beginning to understand why Emma and Storm apparently had an arrangement where Emma ‘fed’ men to Storm in this fashion. The African mutant was a voracious man-eater, wasn’t she? Still, she wasn’t wrong.
“Yes, I can.”
Storm’s smile grows wide, her pearly whites on display… before she leans down and wraps her lips around his cock, beginning to suck it right then and there. She starts with the obvious, of course, cleaning his dick of the combined efforts of their recent coupling. All the while, his seed must be leaking out of her, staining her bedsheets.
If she cares, she doesn’t show it. Indeed, as Storm takes him deeper and deeper to the base, her hands eventually fall away. One of them goes to his balls, where she happily fondles his junk to her heart’s content. The other goes down between her legs, and it’s obvious she’s fingering herself while blowing him, especially with how her moans reverberate down his length.
Bobbing up and down his shaft, Storm keeps her eyes fixed on his face. Peter, for his part, just lays back and enjoys the oral. He’s half-tempted to reach out and take hold of her hair, to guide her up and down his cock… but no, he holds off for this. Not only would it be awkward, since he’s laying back rather than sitting up, but Storm is doing a great job all on her own. She’s clearly quite experienced in fellatio, and he would hate to steal her thunder, heh.
Soon, Peter is rock hard again. More than that, he’s nearing another orgasm. It’s inevitable, his cock is throbbing, his balls churning, and her hands and mouth are all over him. Storm, sensing this, pulls back off of his cock with a pop… and then proceeds to lean forward and wrap her tits around his dick, giving him an expert titjob that leaves Peter groaning, his head tilting back in pure satisfaction at the feel of those perfect pillowy mammaries squeezing down on his hard member.
“Give it to me, Peter. Cum all over me.”
That’s all he needs to hear. He groans, unleashing his load all over Storm’s face and tits after already creampieing her before. He coats her dark skin in his white jizz, a startling contrast to be sure. But even then… neither of them are done. And this time, Storm doesn’t even have to say it. They simply make eye contact as she licks his cum from her lips and scoops it up off her tits to suck her fingers clean.
… The rest is, as they say, history.
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He gets away from the Xavier Institute way later in the day than he expected, but with a fun new experience under his belt to say the least. As well as some… hm, startling revelations. The thing is, Peter has certain situations he feels like he needs to… not necessarily take care of, but at least get a leg-up on now.
One, there was Gwen. Knowing what he knew now… well, it felt only right that he go and tell her the truth of their universe at some point. She and he weren’t exactly the same, but they were close enough that she should have someone to lean on.
Two, Natasha Romanoff. He’d literally brought the Black Widow back to life… and had no real idea where she was at this point. He should probably check up on that, right? Probably check in on her. To… tell her you’re welcome? Nah, he wasn’t like that. Still, it would be good to make sure she really was okay.
And three, Dr. Jane Foster. Reality had made it clear that something was up with all that, so yeah, maybe Peter should do something about it… or… or something. Not that Reality had made it seem particularly urgent at the time, but it would presumably eventually become so if he didn’t take care of it sooner rather than later.
All these threads, all these things on his plate to take care of. All that was left was to decide where to start, really.
Comments
Teraseneste
I do get that he will receive a much quicker reply to his request than he would have anticipated, but I was thinking that Peter would most likely be making that request while already on his way to see Gwen since he knows where she is.
Keeper
Now I kinda want her to actually be getting it on with Toni :P
Gamer
My money is on Jean, lol
Cambrian
TBF, meta-wise, readers should know that last WE all saw of Natasha, she had literally walked into Stark Tower to get with Toni Stark. So yes, him asking the AI in his life to try and find Black Widow is what Peter will do... but it will also immediately result in him being told where she is xD
Cambrian
Every female Marvel character is on the list. But also the list doesn't actually exist. But yes, why not Kate Bishop right? xD
Cambrian
Haha, he really should, maybe one of his women will convince him~
Teraseneste
Lance is probably right about Peter just accepting that he already has a harem. Really, he should be spending more time figuring out who the full-time members are rather than fighting against it; though I guess that is the whole point of picking Peter. Now, as for the choices, I'm not surprised that the immediate front runner is Natasha, though I would have thought that everyone would have sent him to the ones he would be able to find first while asking the AI in his life to try and find the Black Widow.
Marinecoco
Is Kate Bishop on the list to be included in the future?
Gamer
Lol, at this point, Peter should accept having a harem. It’s clear these girls have every intention of staying with him even if sharing him and many would likely encourage a harem. Besides, Peter is essentially Marvel’s de-facto “Harem Protagonist”
