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A Buffet of Pussy (Marvel)
🕑 Added 2021-09-10 15:02:24 +0000 UTCPoll Winner
Themes: Foursome, Rough Sex, Breeding
Summary: After a night he can't remember at first, Peter Parker learns three very important lessons: One, never say you will take the strongest thing a bar has. Two, never try and stop crime with female partners that night to catch a female thief. And three, never do all of this after a bad break up. Oh and maybe try not to do any of it in a place that allows polygamous marriage. Well, White Tiger, Black Cat, and Tigra don't mind as the three pussies curl up to their new husband.
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Waking up to a soft wet pair of lips wrapped around his cock and a writhing tongue swirling along his glans was definitely one of the better ways to start his day. Already beginning to smile, Peter opens his eyes ever so slightly, looking down through the haze with his limited field of view to see what he believes, initially, to be a familiar head of red hair bobbing up and down on his cock.
“Mm, MJ…”
Of course, that’s not quite right, as Peter realizes a moment later when that red head of hair lifts up to reveal an orange face with black stripes and a pair of feline eyes. Tigra pops off of his cock and gives him a raised brow and small smirk as she continues to slide her hand up and down his throbbing shaft. Meanwhile, from his left a tinkling laugh directs his attention over, where Felicia Hardy, aka the Black Cat, hides her giggling mouth behind one hand.
“Oh, I don’t think we can necessarily blame Peter for this one, girls. He WAS very drunk last night… and his breakup was pretty recent, wasn’t it? As he kept telling us.”
“Hmph, he should still refrain from talking about exes when he is with his new lovers.”
Oh god, this was seriously happening, wasn’t it? As Peter turns his head to the right, he’s not exactly surprised by who he finds there. Not only does he recognize her voice, but he’s starting to remember more and more of what happened the night before now.
After how bad his breakup was with MJ, Peter had decided he needed to get away from it all… but even he couldn’t precisely explain the sequence of events that had led him all the way from New York to Utah. Something about Black Cat planning a burglary in the midwestern state or something? And then he’d somehow ran into Tigra and White Tiger along the way…
One thing had led to another, and all four of them had ended up drinking. And drinking. And drinking some more, just to be safe. Peter was well aware that the only reason he didn’t have a hangover right now was because of his enhanced spider powers, but those same powers were allowing him to remember how last night had ended so he wasn’t so sure he was all that happy with them.
Utah might just be the one state in the entirety of America where polygamy was decriminalized. And as all three of the beautiful busty babes in front of him raise their hands in unison to show off their brand new wedding rings, Peter’s mouth goes dry as he looks down at his own left hand, where his left ring finger has a band around it as well.
“… You three planned this, didn’t you?”
The way they all startle is proof enough that he’s right, and Peter lets out a disbelieving laugh as he falls back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. He and MJ had been broken up for a week and he’d already been hoodwinked into marrying three of the other women in his life. Felicia Hardy, aka the Black Cat. Greer Grant, aka Tigra. And last but not least, Ava Ayala, aka White Tiger.
Don’t get him wrong, they’re all incredibly beautiful women… and Tigra is making it even harder for him to stay made when she takes her big bountiful lightly furred breasts and proceeds to wrap them around his cock, staring him right in the eye as she takes the head of his member between her lips and begins giving him an excellent titjob-blowjob combo as apology for her part in the duplicity.
Running a hand along his cheek, Black Cat turns his head to face her and smiles sadly.
“Do you really blame any of us, Peter? MJ is a nice gal… but if she can’t realize what she has right in front of her, then we’re not going to just sit on the sideline forever. We waited for our turn, didn’t we?”
She’s not wrong. Still…
“A-All three of you? How did you come to this… uh, arrangement?”
It’s White Tiger who answers that, leaning in from the right and pressing her own substantial tits into his side in a way that thoroughly distracts Peter.
“Hmph. It was the thief’s idea, admittedly. She wanted back up to secure her quarry and we… we knew we would both have a better chance if we were coming in alongside the one who was closest to your heart after your ex-girlfriend.”
It was scary how much that made sense. Felicia was… well, she was one of the reasons MJ and him had been on the outs in the first place. Not that Peter had ever cheated on his girlfriend. It was more like Mary-Jane constantly saw him interacting with a bunch of other beautiful women, causing the gorgeous red-haired model to feel anxiety and insecurity where otherwise she would have been filled with self-confidence.
It wasn’t Peter’s fault that so many beautiful babes seemed to orbit him, but MJ hadn’t agreed. While she’d done her best to ignore it and just be happy as his sole significant other for a long time, eventually she’d gotten to the point where he’d demanded he cut off all contact with the incredibly wide variety of gorgeous gals in his life.
Admittedly, that would have been all but impossible for Peter. Taking even these three women for example, two of them were fellow heroes that he needed to be able to work with at the drop of a hat to save lives without worrying about what his girlfriend thought. And the third was a thief who Peter regularly did his best to stop from stealing shit.
In the end, him and MJ had broken up… and now here he was, apparently on the rebound with three of the women his girlfriend had been so afraid would steal him from her. Not just on the rebound… but suddenly married to all three of them.
“… Ugh, MJ was right… I’m a disaster magnet.”
“Oh, c’mon Peter, you know that’s not true! Give us a chance… we’ll prove how much we want to be with you. We’ll show you just how far our feelings for you go.”
Peter knows he probably shouldn’t, that he should stop this here and now and be working on getting these marriages annulled asap. He’d done this under HEAVY intoxication, and while that may not be a perfect excuse, it was still a pretty damn good one. And yet… and yet, Peter isn’t intoxicated now, as he lies back and lets the three cat-themed women do as they like with his muscular, toned body.
Seeing his lack of resistance, both Black Cat and White Tiger lean in on either side of him, wicked matching grins on their lips as they rub their tits into his chest and bring their mouths down to kiss and suck at his flesh. Meanwhile, Tigra is still giving him a titjob-blowjob combo down betwixt his legs, and Peter… Peter can’t last for much longer as it is.
“Gonna cum soon, Tigra!”
It’s the only warning he gives her, and without hesitating Tigra swallows as much of his cock in her mouth as she can, and when Peter begins to fill her maw with his seed a moment later, she drinks it down, positively chugging it as best she can. As soon as he’s finished, Tigra pops off and wipes the back of her mouth with her hand, taking a deep breath.
“A-Ah… so filling~”
“My turn!”
White Tiger leaps for his crotch and Tigra barely manages to pull back in time to avoid being bowled over. For a moment Peter winces in anticipation of his dick getting jostled about, but the beautiful tiger-themed heroine is nothing if not dexterous. She catapults over his cock, whirls about, and then comes back down with her hand wrapped around the base of his dick and her legs spread wide apart as she promptly impales herself on his massive meat pole.
Her bountiful breasts bounce all over the place as she throws her head back and lets out a truly wanton moan, her body shaking and quivering from the penetration. Both Black Cat and Tigra watch on with visible envy as this happens, with White Tiger managing to get first dibs on Peter’s cock, riding him in a cowgirl position with powerful bouncing motions as she gyrates up and down on his dick.
He’s well aware from his recovered memories that they hadn’t done anything the night before. Getting him drunk enough to marry the three of them had resulted in a soft dick that just wouldn’t work. This right here was the end of his ability to annul his marriages, at least to White Tiger… but Peter had no doubt he’d soon be saying the same about Tigra and Black Cat as well.
But that was okay. He would just have to try and make all of this work, he supposed. Indeed, if the three of them had seriously gone to all of this trouble, teaming up just to get him into this position… well, Peter could admire their tenacity if nothing else. Just like he could admire certain more physical aspects of their bodacious bodies.
Reaching up, the webslinger grabs and begins to grope and squeeze White Tiger’s fat tits as she rides him towards Kingdom Cum. Moaning wantonly, she continues to bounce up and down on his dick, her pussy walls clenching down magnificently around his cock as she audibly cums more than once from the pleasure. Seeing how much she’s enjoying it, both Black Cat and Tigra offer their own tits to Peter, a veritable buffet of pillowy, bountiful breasts that he alternates between biting and sucking at to his heart’s content.
Needless to say, having three absolutely beautiful naked babes all eagerly working their bodies against his while one of them quite literally rides his cock as fast and as hard as she possibly can… is enough to bring Peter off in record time. He groans as he fills White Tiger with his seed, pumping a hot thick load of jizz right into her womb.
From the way she clamps down on his cock and milks it for all his worth while moaning up a storm, inside is precisely where she wanted him to blow his load.
“Oooh yesss. Breed me, Spider-Man. Make me a mother!”
The dark-haired heroine tosses her voluminous locks backwards and cries out as she takes his cum inside of her, with Peter finding the strength for one last pump thanks to her words. Then, she’s off of him, her dexterity allowing her to slide off of his cock as she swings her long legs around with ease. Next up… is Black Cat.
Leaning in close, the white-haired cat burglar whispers into his ear.
“Punish me, Peter. We both know you want to. I want you to take control and really give it to me. Fast and rough, really make this kitty pur-ack!”
Turned on immensely by the suggestion, Peter reaches up and cuts Black Cat off with a hand around her neck. A moment later and he’s pinning the white-haired thief to the bed as both Tigra and White Tiger watch on, kneeling and fingering themselves. With a growl, Peter slams his entire length inside of his new wife… one of his new wives, to be exact.
Black Cat cries out, her own large breasts bouncing and jiggling from the force as Peter begins to plow her hard and fast right then and there. Pounding in and out of her, fucking her in a mating press that sees her arms and legs wrapping around his body and holding him tightly. Even though he’s on top and in full control, there’s really never any option of where he’s going to cum. Black Cat holds him too damn tightly for him to do anything else besides nut deep inside of Felicia’s sopping wet quim and fill her womb to the brim with his seed.
Peter is not unobservant. He realizes, as the white-haired cat burglar throws her head back in the same way White Tiger did and moans up a storm, that getting creampied is precisely what they all want. Indeed, getting pregnant off of his seed… well, it would certainly further tie the four of them together, wouldn’t it? He couldn’t exactly leave them without some serious thought if they were all carrying his babies.
Here’s the thing… Peter has always wanted kids. Unfortunately, while MJ had always claimed she wasn’t opposed to the idea, she’d been very careful to avoid an unexpected pregnancy. From birth control to even preferring to take his load on her face or in her mouth, and even going so far as to take morning after pills sometimes.
For a woman who’s entire career and marketability were based on a short timespan when the world considered her to be in her prime and at her most beautiful, it made sense. Peter had been willing to wait until MJ was happily retired and just as eager as him to start a family… but now it seemed like that would never come. Instead… instead he was starting a family right here and now. A big one too.
Pulling out of a thoroughly creampied Black Cat, Peter turns and finds Tigra waiting for him… in a very specific pose. Face and chest down on the bed, the tiger-themed heroine has her ass and hips high into the air, her tiger tail whipping back and forth as her straightened legs splay outwards to offer up her glistening wet pussy lips and puckered asshole.
With no doubt in his mind about where his cock belongs, Peter grabs hold of Tigra by her hips and slams home into the slightly furred orange and white heroine, pumping into her cunt without hesitation and filling her with his already messy cock. Tigra yowls and cries out in ecstasy, clawing up the sheets underneath her as her pussy clenches and tightens around his pistoning prick.
The pose she’s in is highly erotic and Peter finds himself pounding away into her hungering slit with all his might. It doesn’t matter that he’s already cum three times so far this morning, he knows he can go further, he can go longer… and most importantly of all, he can seed Tigra just as he has his other two new wives.
She doesn’t have to ask, she doesn’t have to say a single word… Peter knows what she wants, and so the webslinger gives it to her, fucking the purring, moaning pussy long and hard until finally, he unloads straight into her womb as well, finishing the trifecta of seeding every last one of the three cat-themed gals with a hot, thick load of his jizz.
As he pulls back, he’s pulled into a kiss from Black Cat while White Tiger moves down and takes his cock into her mouth, beginning to clean it with a thankfully normal human tongue. No sandpaper for him, please.
One arm wraps around Black Cat’s gorgeous body while his other hand comes down to rest on White Tiger’s head. And so, he exults in his new circumstances, accepting what the universe has for him. Better not to fight it, in the end… he’s right where he belongs.
