Surprise Visit(Harley Quinn)

The early morning light woke Peter Parker up from a fitful sleep. It took him a couple of minutes before he realized something had restrained him to the bed. And not only did something restrain him to his own bed, but it was his own webbing which restrained him to the bed. How the hell did that happen?

Then, Peter's conscious mind kicked in and he realized, not only was someone sitting on his bed, but someone was sitting on his hips on the bed. It took him a minute to adjust to the sunlight and figure out what was going on.

"Wakey, Wakey, eggs and bakey."

The young man's eyes locked on the woman on the bed. Her face painted, and she wore a black and red leather top with cleavage overpouring and almost sticking in Peter's face when she leaned open. The top came down to show her smooth, toned stomach. Peter noticed she had her hair done in in pig tails. She wore a tight black skirt and a pair of fishnet stockings over her legs, although she had removed her boots.

"Harley….Quinn!" Peter yelled.

"Winner, winner, chicken dinner!" Harley cheered. "Yeah, it's me, Harley Quinn, and you're…the Amazing, the Spectacular, the Sensational, Spider-Man….although I don't know your real name, just your face, when I stalked…..I mean, I followed you home last night."

Peter tried to break free. He cursed himself for making this particular batch of webbing too strong.

"So, here's the deal, Spidey," Harley said. "I've been talking with someone you had a little encounter with a couple of weeks ago, I believe you know her, the name's Poison Ivy."

Peter recalled that encounter he had a while back. It had been very surprising. He tried to figure out a way out of here, and it was hard to do with Harley currently grinding her crotch against his pants. The fact he was in bed wearing nothing, but a pair of boxer shorts made him feel very exposed.

"Red, I didn't think she was the type to have fun," Harley said. "Well, we've had fun together, we've had lots of fun together, but you know, with men. You know what I mean?"

"Yes, I know what you mean," Peter said.

"So, anyway, Mistuh J and I, we're kind of on the rocks, and a girl has needs," Harley said. "Therefore, I decided to take a little trip to New York. You know the city that never sleeps….to get those needs taken care of. And I remember, Pam talked to me about you….about how you were amazing in bedroom as you were swinging on those webs and catching villains."

Harley slid back off of him and grabbed his crotch hard through his pants.

"Oh, why is it always the crazy ones?" Peter asked.

"What?" Harley asked. "Oh, you mean, it's always the crazy ones, giving the best head….and let's face it, we're kinky enough to try anything once."

She ripped his boxer shorts off and Harley had been wowed by the thickness and the length of the cock. She spit on her hand and slowly rubbed it. She could get it bigger. The sexy criminal planted a kiss on the tip of this huge cock which caused it to swell.

"I stole some of Pam's special lipstick, figured she wouldn't mind," Harley said. "No, it's not the kind that can kill you….you got to read those labels carefully….but it's the kind that can….well you know."

Harley gifted Peter with a very uncomfortable erection which stretched to the heavens. The girl's hand wrapped around the base of Peter's cock and she slowly stroked him, making him swell underneath her hand.

"Damn!" Peter groaned.

"Oh, we're just starting with our fun, hon," Harley said with a smile on her face. "I'm going to take that big cock of yours…..suck it dry, and then I'm going to ride it. And if you're lucky…"

Harley maintained her grip with one hand, pumping down on Peter. She reached behind her and slapped herself on the ass.

Peter groaned, this girl was crazy, and so hot, so hot. This was more forbidden fruit than Ivy. He did not even begin to understand the relationship between Harley Quinn and Joker, that was for a crack team of doctors to figure out. All he understood was Harley clutching his balls and then wrapping her lips around his cock. She hungrily slid down to the base, sucking Peter deep inside.

She did not just suck his cock, she practically slurped it like she was trying to get an ice cube through a straw. Harley made sure to keep her hand firmly clasped around these big balls in her hand. They swelled up with so much cum, this was going ot be so good.

"Harley!"

Harley decided to remove her mouth from his cock and go down to take one of his swollen testicles into his mouth and suck on it. The chemicals from the lipstick were taking effect, just as the label stated. And Spider-Man's mighty cock hardened even more.

Hard suction pleasured Peter's balls just as Harley stroked his massive cock. She sucked his left ball and his right ball, sucking on it.

"Suck them, suck them hard," Peter groaned. "They're so full, it hurts really bad."

"Ah, that's too bad," Harley said. "Why don't we see if we can get some of that nasty cum out of them?"

Harley wrapped her lips around the engorged prick of the handsome stuck. It looked painful to have a cock this big and this swollen so she was going to see if she could get some of the cum. The output should be increased, if the chemicals worked as intended.

Two eyes glazed over with Peter wishing he could grab the back of Harley's head and ram his cock into the back of her throat. She looked like a vision sucking his cock down into the back of her throat. Peter rocked inside of Harley's mouth by raising his hips up and down.

She squeezed his balls, very hard. Harley wanted the cum inside of her. Her excitement increased when she bounced up and down, sucking his hard cock.

"I'm close!" Peter groaned. "I'm going to blow."

Excitement increased deep inside of Harley. So much cum would be fired in the back of her throat. She could not wait to get her prize. Harley's hands rested on either side of Peter's thighs the deeper she pushed down into him. Her throat squeezed and released him.

She massaged his balls while sucking on his pole. Peter rammed his hips up to try and get as far back into her throat. Harley did not break her strike. Her lips left more marks on Peter's cock, which might extend even further and deeper. Harley's throat felt very stuffed full of his mighty rod.

Peter was going to blow, there was no question about it. He wished to hang on, but he couldn't. One of the web ropes were starting to give way, along with the building lust and tension of Peter's balls.

He fired and sent his cum deep inside of Harley's face. He rammed deep inside of her face. Her lips prematurely released, and Harley had been splattered in the face with his cum. She yelped in surprise, the volume proved to be even more than average.

Harley dabbed her face, and snuck a look at her face. Half of it had been smeared, her makeup dribbling off of it.

"Aww, you smeared my make up," Harley pouted. "Oh well."

Peter shot a massive load of cock inside of her throat. His balls were still swollen, his cock still hard, and he was still bound for lust. His hands moved and broke the webbing.

Harley jumped back with a yelp. The Web Slinger grabbed her vest and ripped it off to expose her breasts.

"Oh, Spider-Man!" she moaned.

Peter didn't answer, he took ahold of her large breasts and squeezed them hard. He buried his frustration and lust into Harley Quinn's chest. His fingers ran down Harley's flat stomach, while he sucked on her breast. He tugged on her skirt and her fishnets, tearing it.

"You're such an animal!" Harley mewled. "I love it…..I love it!"

There was no answers other than his fingers parting her pussy lips and jamming into her. Her moist sex reacted to the penetration. The very able penetration, with her hips rising up off of the bed and into him.

"You think you can just sneak in here, and tie me up with my own webbing, do you?" Peter asked. "Did you really think there wouldn't be consequences?"

Harley fell back on the bed. His fingers brought her to the edge of an orgasm.

"Oh, I've been a bad girl, Spidey," Harley said. "And you know what happens to bad girls, don't you?"

She went on her hands and knees and showed her ass towards Peter. Those nice, round cheeks were pleasant and Peter could not wait to touch them, to spank them. He raised his hand up and spanked Harley on her ass. She yelped and her thighs clutched together.

"You're such a bad girl," Peter said.

He swatted her ass one more time. The first time was not a fluke, Harley really was getting off on getting spanked. Her heart raced a little bit more. Peter raised his hand and slapped Harley on her ass. He grabbed her with his free hand, tugging on her pull tails.

"Yank on my hair and spank my naughty ass!" Harley yelled. "Oh, I love it, I'm such a bad girl, and you're such an animal, Spidey!"

Peter blistered her ass. Whatever Ivy put in that lipstick, it was causing his inhibitions to fade away. His hand spanked her tight ass several more times, and caused it to grow red.

After a long time spanking Harley, Peter drew his attention towards her dripping slit.

"You made me hard," Peter said. "And I think you can agree there's only one thing which can help me with my hard cock, don't you?"

He tugged on Harley's pigtails and made her moan. Twelve throbbing inches of cock touched against Harley's womanhood. His manhood slid against Harley's wet pussy.

"Do it!" Harley yelled. "Fuck me!"

Spider-Man danced his throbbing cock against the edge of her pussy. Her wet walls opened up, ready and willing to receive. After the glowing review Pamela gave him, and that was something considering Pam's impossible standards regarding men, Harley could not wait to have his thick cock inside of her. His cock penetrated her warm lips on the other side and slowly eased inside of her.

Warm tightness engulfed Peter's hard cock. He took a hold of her hips and shoved more of his manhood inside of her tight body. Harley's walls stretched around him and then Peter pulled almost all the way out of her. He drilled his hard cock inside of her.

"Baby, it feels so good!" Harley moaned.

"Yes, it does," Peter said. "Guess, I'm going to get to ride a Harley tonight."

"Hey, that's my line!" Harley pouted.

"Oh, poor baby," Peter said. "Don't worry, I'm going to make it up to you, real soon. I promise."

Peter held onto her hips and slammed himself into her. Her wet walls fit around his cock very nicely. Peter pushed his hard cock inside of her body. Harley relaxed and tightened around him.

"Baby Jesus on a Canoe!" Harley yelled. "Your cock is so big!"

He chuckled in spite himself at the very unusual declaration. Peter drilled himself deeper inside of Harley's warm body. Her pussy became elastic and stretched his cock deeper inside of her. Peter hammered her body with a few hard thrusts, gaining even more member.

Harley thought she redefined the word "cumming" after her lover bottomed out inside of her. Better than advertised, but leave it to Pam to underplay things given her pride. That hard cock pierced Harley's insides. Every thrust brought her new pleasures. Every thrust lit up her body and caused orgasmic fire to explode through her loins.

"Harder, harder!" Harley yelled at the top of her lungs. "Oh, wreck my pussy! Drill my hot, cunt! Ram your big cock inside of me and wreck my shit!"

Peter smiled at her vocal words. He intended to do just that and even more. His hard balls swelled up when he pushed deep inside of her body. Harley stretched around his hard cock and allowed him to enter her center. Peter almost pulled out of her. The visible reaction he got was nice.

He then attacked her breasts, applying enough pressure on her to make her feel it, without really hurting her.

"Be rough as you want, baby!" Harley yelled. "No pain, no gain!"

Peter buried himself inside of her. His balls, still very swollen, were about ready to reach optimal conditions for release. He picked up his pace and slammed deep inside of her body.

"I'm going to cum inside you, and it's all your fault," Peter said.

"Yeah, it's my fault, what are you going to do about it?"

Her taunts faded with Peter drilling himself as deep inside of Harley as possible. His large, swollen balls battered her center. She clenched around him, and this spurred his orgasm. Peter picked up a heavier pace and jammed his hard cock inside of her body.

"Something like that, maybe?"

Harley thrilled herself with the first burst of his thick, juicy, cum spilling inside of her body. She held onto the edge of the bed, moaning hungrily when he buried himself into her.

"Yes, something like that, I like it!" Harley yelled. "I really like it. Oh yes, pound me, pound me so hard…I want to be pounded so hard I can barely walk!"

Peter intended to give her more than she could bargain for. His thick prick entered her body. His cum continued to spill inside of her body, splattering against her insides.

He pulled outside of her body. Peter's cock was a bit less swollen, his balls were a bit less full. Harley's pigtails came out, causing her blonde hair to cum down. She turned around, smiling, and jumping on top of Peter, roughing pinning him onto the bed.

Harley had now gotten excited. Her hips rolled down Peter's swollen manhood. The nymphomaniac jester leaned closer and whispered in a sultry, although very bad Russian accent.

"In Soviet Russia, Harley rides you!"

Peter did not have any opportunity to fire a quip off. Her loins pushed down onto his hard cock and stretched around him. Harley's walls stretched around his cock and then she sprang all the way up.

Harley gained a momentum. She had been driven mad with the lust, not that it was a very long trip for her to be driven made. What was a long trip was when she rose all the way up on Peter's cock. Harley slid her slippery walls down onto his hard cock and then pumped them.

The sexy blonde bounced her way down on Peter's hard cock. Peter reached up and grabbed Harley's hips. Her body reacted very nicely towards what he was doing to her. Harley rose up and took her hips all the way down onto him. Each time she rose and fell, his cock had been engulfed in her sexy, gripping warm center. Peter leaned back, groaning as Harley pushed herself down on him.

"Just like that," Harley murmured underneath her breath. "Yeah, just like that."

Peter's balls ached despite having deposited several two very large loads of cum inside of her. He wanted her more. Exploring the curves of this sexy criminal just got him bouncing on his cock. He buried his face inside of her chest, and sucked on them.

Harley panted heavily. She came all the way up and drove herself down onto his throbbing hard cock. Every time it passed inside of her body, it stretched her out a little bit more.

They matched each other's motions. Harley drove her hips all the way down on the humongous prick beneath her and pushed him deeper inside of her. Her eyes flushed over. She bit down on her lip hard with the continuous bouncing. The sexy blonde never once gave up on her actions.

She might be able to feel this one in the morning, well technically later this afternoon given it was morning. Boy, wasn't it worth it though? Harley's walls slid down on Peter and took him deeper inside. Her walls bounced down and took more of his engorged prick inside of her. She could feel him stretch inside of her.

"Getting close."

Harley could feel his cock spread out her thighs. Those balls were ready to go, ready to release. She just needed to give them one more nudge over the edge.

Peter closed his eyes and then felt the energy burst through him. Harley clenched him with her own orgasm. This proved to be the trigger point for Peter's orgasm. He spilled an ample amount of seed inside of her clenching loins. Harley dropped further down on Peter to take his huge cock into her womanly depths. She speared down onto his rod and released him. Peter grabbed her bouncing ass for leverage to bury deeper inside of her.

Every single movement continued when the sticky load of seed entered Harley. Her pussy overflowed with his juices, and hers as well. Harley rode herself raw all the way down the pole of the throbbing hard cock beneath her.

He squeezed her chest which brought her down onto him. Harley finished milking his rod which returned to somewhat normal.

At least for the moment, Harley smiled, the proper stimulation would just start him back up. And despite getting pounded raw, she was horny. She wondered if that lipstick caused any kind of effect on her as well.

"Do you have another round in you?" Harley asked.

"I think I can manage," Peter said.

"Great!" Harley chimed in in a very bubbly voice.

Round three, maybe four, depending on what you counted, but regardless, Harley braced herself, ready to ride one more time.

End.