Petra Parker

"On your knees." Petra ordered me, pointing to the bathroom floor with her slender finger. I did as she said, getting down on the ground as she unbuckled her belt. She then untucked her shirt and pulled out her massive, throbbing dick, pointing it at me before giving me more orders. "Are you gonna stare at it? Suck it. Now."

I wasn't very experienced in doing such an act, but I did it nonetheless. With one hand on her shaft, I placed the tip of her in my mouth and started to swirl my tongue around it. Once it was wet enough, I started stroking with my other hand, compelling her to moan with a grin on her face.

With a soft touch, she stroked my hair, running her fingers through it as she muttered, "Good boy..." As I continued to give her head, I could feel her legs quivering in front of me. I looked up at her face as she tried to front as if she wasn't enjoying it, I guess I was better at this thing than I thought I was.

With each stroke of her cock, I could feel her pulsating in my mouth, which started to really turn me on. So much so, my own cock started to throb and Petra started to take notice. "Looks like someone's excited..." she teased as she took her high-heel shoe and pressed it against my pants. As she did so, I could tell she was trying to stifle a moan while her legs continued to quiver.

"Hmm~!" she moaned sweetly, prompting me to look up at her face once more, seeing that it was then beet red. "Wait a second..." I came to a realization at this very moment. "This is her first time doing something like this, isn't it?"

It only makes sense that some of the girls in this universe were bottoms, I mean, someone had to be, right? I guess when they sense a man, even the bottoms turn into tops, or at least, they try to be. I bet even a couple of the girls in the coffee shop were bottoms, but the bystander effect in reverse must've happened. With the tops there, they felt comfortable enough to gang rape me, but not by themselves...

They were nothing more than posers.

Once I understood how the roles worked in this world, I pulled away from Petra's dick and started stroking her, still looking up at her for a reaction. Her face was even redder, and she started holding onto the wall with her other hand while grabbing my head even tighter. "You're trembling." I told her, causing her to stammer and stutter before spewing out an answer. "I- I'm not!"

I got off the ground and stood up to face her, looking right into her eyes. She was flustered, not expecting me to suddenly turn the tides. "What do you think you're doing!?" she stammered as I continued to stroke her while staring deep into her blue eyes. "What does it look like I'm doing? I can see past your facade..." As I said this, I threw her against the wall and she let me. I knew she had super strength, as did she. It was clear that she wanted me to do this to her.

"You're just gonna let me boss you around, Spider-Woman?" As I said this, her eyes widened. "Huh? Wha- what do you mean?" I continued stroking her before explaining how easy it was to figure it out, leaving out the fact that I had knowledge from a different universe. "You take pictures of her all the time, pictures that are impossible to get. She's the only thing you photograph. It makes sense for a superhero to work a freelance job, you get paid to work while you fight crime. It's genius really."

"What? I don't- What are you- Ahhn~!" she continued speaking gibberish as I rubbed her tip, gasping in surprise as I pulled up her sleeve to reveal a web-shooter. "I'm shocked you wear these to work." as I teased her, I turned her around and pressed her face first against the wall before using her own web-shooters to tie her hands to the wall.

"Hey!" she muttered while I still stroked her from behind.

"You can stop me at any time, can't you, Spider-Woman? Just break through the webs... Or did you want me to fuck you?" I whispered into her ear while still pleasuring her, sending a shiver through her body, and causing her legs to quiver once more.

Petra sighed, she knew the jig was up. "Fuck me." she whispered.

"Hm?" I sounded, tilting my head.

"Fuck me!" she commanded, though I could tell it was embarrassing for her to ask me.

I too removed my belt and my pants dropped to my ankles. I then lowered my boxers before sliding my hand from her dick to her pussy, which was already dripping with her juices. "You're this wet already?" I teased her, turning her crimson face an even deeper red. "Shut up!" she told me, still sounding completely embarrassed.

Slowly, I slide my dick inside her, pressing her even harder against the wall. She moaned softly before muttering, "Fuck..." as I felt myself pressing against her cervix.

I then started to pick up speed, ramming her from behind as the sound of my thighs clashing with her ass cheeks could be heard reverberating off of the walls. Her moans and words coming from her mouth as I fucked her became indecipherable, being nothing more than pleasure-filled gibberish.

With one hand on her neck and the other gripping her ass, I continued moving back and forth, going deeper and deeper with each stroke until we both started moaning. Her pussy felt amazing, gripping my dick while at the same time feeling slippery. "Fuck." I whispered, already feeling as if I were about to cum.

Petra could feel it too, breaking through the webs and grabbing the back of my neck before ordering me to keep going. "Don't fucking stop!" she muttered, throwing herself back onto me, grabbing her own tits with one hand while the other continued to pull on my neck.

Hearing her tell me what do to turned me on even further, driving me to fuck her even deeper than I was before. I could feel her lifting up onto her toes with each connection, moaning loudly with a quivering voice.

"I'm gonna-" Fucking her pussy felt so good, I couldn't even finish my sentence, however, she knew exactly what I was trying to say. She pulled me in close, placing my ears next to her mouth before whispering, "Cum in me."

This activated the floodgates, causing me to pull her neck backward, forcing her to lock eyes with me as I thrust inside her harder and harder before locking lips with her. As our lips connected, the two of us both climaxed at the same time, moaning in each other's mouths while I filled her pussy with my semen.

Though I was finishing, I did not stop. I kept going, thrusting deep inside her, bashing her womb with my throbbing cock as I continued spurting my cum inside her. I wanted to breed her. I wanted to make her pregnant at that very moment. I wanted to make sure that every single last drop of my batter was filling her womb until there wasn't room for anything else.

Due to having just finished, my tip was incredibly sensitive. Each thrust felt like pure bliss, I honestly thought I was going to explode again, and I did. Every time I pushed myself inside of her, I could feel myself pulsate and spurt. It felt endless as if my balls were one of those flashlights that gained energy the more you shook it, except my penis was the part being shaken.

That... that doesn't make much sense. Ignore that.

My point is that I couldn't stop. After about an hour of endless fucking, there was a knock at the door. Luckily, this was one of the bathrooms that had a lock on the door so they couldn't get in.

I continued railing Petra as she called out to whoever was knocking. "Y- Yes?"

"Petra? Jameson is pissed! Have you been in here the whole time?" A familiar voice asked her, but I couldn't tell who it was.

"Y- yeah... yeah. I'm- Mmm~!" she couldn't even speak because my dick felt too good demolishing her insides.

"Are you okay in there?" the voice asked her.

"Mhm!" Petra answered.

"Where's that new guy?" the voice continued with the questions just as we continued with the pounding.

"I haven't- I haven't aaaaunn~!" Petra tried to speak, but her own cum spewing from her dick from the pleasure of mine ruining her insides interrupted her train of thought. The wall in front of her was painted by her jizz, which kept spewing out like a hose.

"He's in there with you, isn't he!?" The voice caught on, wiggling the door handle aggressively. "Petra you bitch!" the woman slammed the door with all of her might, nearly breaking it down.

Suddenly, more voices could be heard outside.

"Petra's in there with the man thing?"

"Petra's such a whore..."

"She's fucking him all by herself?"

The voices continued and suddenly, I could hear dozens of women slamming on the door, trying with all of their might to break it down. I looked over at Petra with wide eyes, unsure as to what to do next. "We need to get out of here." Petra told me, removing her clothes and revealing her Spider-Woman costume. She then put on her mask and grabbed me, pulling me up to the ceiling before opening the vent and crawling through it with me in her arm.

As we escaped, I could hear the door break off of its hinges...

I was safe.

For now.