A Good Drilling(Jenna Duffy/The Carpenter)

The last few minutes flashed through the mind of Jenna Duffy, better known as the Carpenter. She could barely think straight or come up with any logical explanation regarding what happened. She tried though, she really did. Jenna sucked in her breath constantly. Spider-Man foiled the plans of the Wonderland Gang, and beat Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum severely. The Mad Hatter grew faint and blacked out. Jenna's eyes widened a second later when she came face to face with the web slinger.

"Well, the carpenter."

She felt her entire mind go numb at the look of Spider-Man poured into that black suit. A suit which seemed to shift and become more arrive every passing moment. Jenna pressed her palm against his leg, absent mindedly when looking at him.

"Please, is there anything that I can convince you to go easy on me?" she asked.

"Well, I won't promise that I'll go easy on you," Spider-Man said. "But, I will guarentee you that you will like what I have planned better than the thrashing that I have."

The scent caused Jenna's mind to go completely numb. No idea exactly what was doing to her. It did not help, that her coveralls had been ripped in an attempt to get away. And they tore, to reveal her lacy black panties underneath them. Something which Spider-Man, in all of his handsome dark suit glory, looked at and made her flushed.

"As a Carpenter, you would understood all about having the right tools for the job, right?"

"Yes," Jenna agreed, her body hitting a fever pitch with another pulse.

"And you know that I have the perfect tool for the job to make punish you for your crimes."

Jenna noticed the front of the suit stretching and the material of it slowly edging out, revealing the swollen head of a thick throbbing tool. And not a kind that was used in Carpentry work either. Jenna reached over and put her warm hand against his thighs and found his balls.

"What do you think? In your professional opinion? Do you think I have the proper tool for the job of doing you?"

Jenna pressed her warm palm against his manhood and it jumped up forward into her hand. She clutched it and pulled on it, the heat from her fingers emitting a nice tight pull around him. Jenna could barely keep her head above the water to begin with and now she was touching the thick throbing piece of meat. It was no wonder why so many women dropped their panties at the mere mention of Spider-Man.

"Yes, you have the perfect tool for the job."

The Carpenter tugged on Spider-Man's massive rod and felt it.

"And the most important thing in Carpentry, more so than the tools, is your wood is of good quality."

"So, did I bring you some good quality wood?"

An impish smile goes over Jenna's face and she touched her warm lips against his head.

"Yes. Very good quality wood."

Spider-Man guided the eager criminal down onto his tool and without another pause, she sucked him down. The tip of his prick hit the back of her throat, and Spider-Man guided her further down, enjoying the feeling of being sucked good and hard.

"Very good," Spider-Man groaned. "Use that mouth on me. Show me how good you think my wood is. How much you appreciate the tool I've brought you for...hammering later?"

His fingers brushed down her silky dark hair. Despite being on her knees on the concrete, Jenna did not miss a beat.

"Make sure you take proper care of your tool, Ms. Duffy. My tool, that is...because you want it to be able to work for the hammering later?"

Jenna slurped his manhood, the use of her real name adding a bit of spice. She did not know those. Yes, the web slinger was much funner than the Bat, because the Bat would just give her that brooding stare, before slapping the cuffs on her and send her back to Arkham. Not that place helped, because Jenna swore, the doctors were more qualified to be in there than some of the patients.

And she stroked the web head's thick, juicy balls. She really wanted to suck on them and decided to take a chance.

Spider-Man closed his eyes.

"It seems like you've brought the perfect tool as well," Spider-Man groaned. "That nice, warm mouth...I wonder if your holes will be the same.

A soft content along with a long and powerful stroke of Spider-Man's manhood followed. Yes, he was feeling the tension rising up. He enjoyed Jenna worshipping his balls. Her hair stuck out, and her beautiful eyes shifted over. She attacked him with a fury, as if she had something to prove, something to prove.

Jenna did have something to prove. People talked about Catwoman and Harley and Ivy and all them, and yet she was not in the consideration. She stroked Spider-Man's balls. Hell, she was beneath Magpie...MAGPIE! That thought stirred Jenna up some more, alternating between squeezing his balls and sucking on them.

"I think we need some plaster for this project," she breathed. "And I just know how to get it."

A humming motion followed with the Carpenter showing how seriously she took her work, by fondling the long rod and sucking on him. She pressed her face against him, with the heat spreading through his loins.

Spider-Man gripped on her dark hair and rammed faster into Jenna's sweet mouth. There was a hunger in her eyes, and a fire, and a desire, and just everything that went along with it. Jenna knew exactly how to hit all of his buttons and she was going to get a very nice load down her throat.

"I'd be disappointed if you waste it."

The Carpenter took in a deep breath and took in an immense load down her throat. Spider-Man face-fucked her to the end. Sweat rolled down her face and it was slightly red. She sucked in breaths through her nose, moaning and that suit, she swore it was alive because something reached down between her legs. And it wasn't him or her.

Still, she was good and sucked every last drop. All while squeezing those balls. It did not seem like they were emptying at first, but slowly, but surely, more of his essence spilled into her body.

The taste Spider-Man gave the Carpenter would make her addicted to him. She was far from the only criminal who had gotten a taste of him and would be coming back for more. None of them had broken out of prison just for this cock yet, but Spider-Man was sure it was coming.

"Stand up."

The Carpenter did, albeit on slightly shaky legs. Spider-Man reached for her and tore her coveralls from her. Her undershirt came next and left Jenna in a black bra and her matching panties.

"I want you to slowly take them off," Spider-Man said. "Play with yourself when you do so."

A shy smile crossed over Jenna's face. She had some body issues when she was younger, before she had been adopted into the Wonderland gang and the Mad Hatter gave her what she had thought was a purpose. To see Spider-Man gazing at her body like he just wanted to devour her made Jenna tingle in all the way. She removed her bra and rubbed her breasts.

"I want you to touch your pussy and think about how it would feel for me to nail you….first through the panties and then without them."

The Carpenter touched her body and thought about getting the object of her desire and the desire of many other women. She wanted, she needed, to be nailed by Spider-Man. Her pussy ooozed naughty juices over and she could see Spider-Man.

"Lay back on the table."

Jenna dropped onto a table, the tarp on it softing her. She spread her legs and kept playing with herself. Then, Spider-Man stroked her body, starting at Jenna's face, moving down the side of her neck, and then down to her breasts which he fondled.

Maybe not as big as Catwoman's or any of the other most notorious of Gotham City, but it was still more than a handful. Spider-Man pushed his hands against her chest and squeezed it, with Jenna moaning in response. Those warm hands caught the tips of her.

"And they said I had sticky fingers," Jenna purred.

"Oh, you have no idea."

He stroked her pussy with one hand and alternated between her breasts with the other. The tendrils of his suit came down and stroked her all over. Jenna Duffy broke out into several soft cries, the passion building. She knew, sooner rather than later, this was going to hit her. Spider-Man was going to be inside of her, driving his big thick cock into her perfect body from above.

"Take me!" she begged me.

"How badly do you want me?"

Spider-Man knew the answer. She was soaking wet. Depraved of the touch of a real man all of her life, Jenna Duffy was getting into this. It did not take much for Spider-Man to get her inexperienced body to squirm and move above on the desk.

"Badly….really...badly," Jenna pleaded with him. "Touch me...fuck me...hard!"

Spider-Man rubbed against her warm opening and caused Jenna to break out into a very soft groan of pleasure. The web slinger lowered himself until the point where he slid between her legs.

"You're so big!" Carpenter yelled.

"Make it fit."

Jenna was determined and spread her legs. The thick, juicy meat sliding between her legs from Spider-Man sent jolts of electricty coursing through her body. Said body shoved up and took Spider-Man deeper into her. Jenna moaned, the faster the web slinger went deeper into her. His big throbbing balls connected with her thighs and sent another jolt of energy through her body.

"Spider-Man!"

The web slinger appreciated the irony of being the one doing the hammering with the Carpenter in the room. He felt her soft legs and deliciously fit body. Her work had put her in very good shape. Jenna's walls tightened around him.

It was so good, and the suit almost was content with the juices that it soaked up. However, just because his other was content, it did not mean that Peter was. Peter pushed himself a tiny bit further into the Carpenter's perfect pussy and made her just break out into pleasure.

"Come for me."

For the first time ever, Jenna came with the manhood sliding into her. It was amazing, the ride of a lifetime started and would not stop. Jenna pushed him down into her, rising up and dropping down. His big bloated balls hit her at the right point.

"You feel so good."

"That's nothing yet."

Spider-Man was all over her and touching the Carpenter in all of the spots that she wanted to be touch. Alive, for the very first time, and cumming extremely hard. Jenna sucked in an extremely passionate breath and he kissed her neck.

The web slinger guided his inexperienced partner through the orgasm. Jenna's walls clamped down onto him harder and milked his big throbbing prick. The web slinger held onto her tight and rose up almost all the way before dropping down into it.

"You've seen nothing yet," Spider-Man told her. "And you've felt even less."

"Mmm," Jenna breathed in his ear. "Take me and make yours….those balls are getting heavy. We better...relax some of that."

Spider-Man pulled out of her, flipped Jenna onto her hands and knees. Jenna stood up from Spider-Man caressing her. It was almost like he had six arms, instead of the normal two. She just shut down her mind to any logic, and Jenna was used to that with the company she kept, and enjoyed the ride. Enjoyed Spider-Man touching her.

"I need you again," Jenna purred for him. "Will you?"

"I will."

The next time Spider-Man slipped inside her body, he felt so much bigger and harder. And also had the ability to set her loins aflame like it was no one's business. Spider-Man rocked himself back and forth, riding her, and making Jenna think that she could not live without his thick manhood inside of her.

"So good, you're doing so good," Spider-Man said.

"Are you going to come to visit me in Arkham?" Jenna asked.

"Well, I've got a few people I check up on already," Spider-Man said.

Having sex in the insane asylum with a superhero, that made the Carpenter hot to the point where she really did think she belonged in Arkham. Granted, it seemed like his manhood was a prized comedy around Gotham's most notorious females. But Jenna was determined to get her.

"I'm sure you can do something better with your life."

"No one ever believed in me like that," Jenna managed as her body heated up again.

"That's all that it takes," Spider-Man said.

Her father did not approve of her being a carpenter, saying that it was man's work. Her mother was equally disappointed and an alcoholic. Jenna tried hard not to focus on either of these things, and instead focus on the man who might have given her a ray of sunshine in the dark and dismal world she lived in.

"Cum for me again. Just let it. It feels good to just let go."

Yes, it feels good to just let go. Spider-Man toyed with her body, not that she minded. To be touched in any way, Jenna would take it, just as much as he took her.

"And it's my turn."

The thrusts got deeper and Spider-Man was not holding back on her. Not that Jenna wanted him to. No, not at all, she wanted him to keep groping her body and keep pounding her insides. They were as warm as could be and heated up even more.

"Just think of how much more fun we can have later on...if you work hard."

It was a better incentive than all of the speeches in the world. Spider-Man took her body on a joyride and not the normal one she went onto.

All good things came to an end and Spider-Man's thick cum splattered into the Carpenter. It sealed their bond together, filling her up with so much goodness that it caused her to bloat. Spider-Man enjoyed the tension shooting through his loins, the faster he plunged into her.

Her silken caresses were twice as nice as after he started and now she was more daring in using her inner muscles to gripping him, gaining more of a foothold of what she was. Jenna was verstile in her work after all.

Spider-Man emptied his balls inside of another one of Gotham's notorious females. He pulled out of Jenna and left her to drop on the table.

"One more time?"

Jenna bit down on her lip and Spider-Man was not about to say no.

"Just once...and then you can send me off to Arkham...but I want to go there with a smile on my face that makes Joker's looks subdued."

Spider-Man crawled between her legs and drove into her one more time. The ride continued for a little bit longer.

End.