Chapter 1: Every girl is after my Brother! (Edited)

A red car stops nearby a quaint little house.

The expensive red car with a Tesla symbol in the front looked quite out of place from the surrounding neighbourhood.

The car window rolls down, revealing a young girl seated inside. The girl had fiery red hair and striking green eyes. 

"Yes, I'm already outside your house," the girl announces aloud, her gaze fixed on the door of the house.

"MJ, just give me a minute, I'm almost ready," a hurried female voice crackles from the car's speakers.

MJ glances at the time, noting it's just 7:40 in the morning now. With 20 minutes left before school starts, she simply replies, "Alright," before the call abruptly ends.

"D.A.I.S.Y., is he awake yet?" MJ inquires aloud.

"Yes, he just woke up," a sweet female voice emanates from the car's speaker.

"Call him," MJ commands briskly.

"He's... a little busy right now," the sweet voice replies, sounding somewhat awkward.

"This is not the time to work. He has a press conference at 9; he should start getting ready already. Video connect me to the room he's in," MJ's voice carries a hint of annoyance.

"Attempting direct connection... Authority sufficient... Connection granted," the female voice responds, now more robotic.

The touch screen buttons inside the car vanish, replaced by a widescreen display

As MJ's eyes focused on the scene displayed on the screen, her eyes go wide as her face starts to flush as red as her hair! even her mouth goes dry from the scene playing out before her!!

***

Watson Tower

10 minutes ago

Slurp Slurp

I open my eyes, hearing a strange sound and feeling something moist enveloping my dick.

Groggily, I turn my head to figure out the source of the noise.

Green eyes, almost identical to mine, stare up at me playfully. A woman with platinum blonde hair was licking my erect dick with her small tongue.

I recognize her immediately.

Felicia Hardy.

She is doing an arts major at Empire State University, the same college I attend. She is also one of the campus belles, though that never mattered much to me, considering how beautiful women were constantly around me.

Still, looking at this gorgeous girl licking my cock, I couldn't help but feel like this had to be a dream, especially since I knew her from my previous life. I knew her future.

She is the Black Cat!

In my previous life, she was nothing more than a fictional character, drawn on comic book pages. A famous thief and love interest of Spider-Man, and one of the hottest characters in Marvel, in my opinion!

And now, that girl was real, and she was giving me a blowjob!!

"Such a naughty cat you are," I say, placing a hand on her head and running my fingers through her smooth, long platinum blonde hair.

"A cat does need her morning milk, lii~ick, especially when it's her birthday," Felicia purrs sensually, her tongue tracing the length of my shaft from base to tip.

I grunt in satisfaction, but it was far from enough to make me climax.

I take a look around my room.

Almost all traces of yesterday's madness seems to have been cleaned up. D.A.I.S.Y. must have ordered the cleaning robots to take care of it.

I sigh, a wave of relief washing over me as my dick feels her moist warm mouth, and I close my eyes for a moment.

Sometimes, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was all unreal, like an illusion of my mind. But after 18 years of living in this fictional Marvel world, I have reluctantly accepted that I have been reincarnated into an alternate version of it.

And I have certainly made the most of these 18 years. I have done justice to my meta-knowledge.

After all, I am no ord—

"Ughh."

My thoughts were interrupted by a powerful suction force as Felicia starts taking the bulb of my dick in her mouth.

No one would believe that she was just an innocent virgin just a few hours ago.

Pop

"You have such a monster of a cock," Felicia remarks, releasing the head with a pop sound. "This is definitely not normal," she adds, trying to take more of it into her mouth.

I shift slightly so I could play with her soft, ample breasts.

I molded them in my hands like they were made of clay, even pinching and pulling at her nipples.

"Hmm, yess," she moans aloud, clearly enjoying my touch.

"Looks like last night wasn't enough for you," I say with a smirk, though I knew her recently deflowered pussy wasn't ready for another round.

"You were such a beast last night!" she says dreamily, planting kisses along my shaft. "I have dreamt of this moment for the past three months, my hero laying his claim on me! But you surpassed even my wildest fantasies!!"

Listening to her words stirrs something within me, and I stand up, pressing my dick against her face.

She looks up at me with lust-filled eyes.

I rub my dick across her face as if marking her, and she eagerly sniffs it. From this angle, I could see just how big my dick was, easily covering her whole face.

"How did this even fit inside me last night?!" she exclaims, her eyes closed in pleasure.

"Want to try it again?" I tease, playfully slapping her face with my cock.

Annoyed, she grabs my dick and start stroking it. "I will bite you," she warns, her eyes glinting mischievously.

I feel a twinge of concern as she takes my dick into her mouth and made a biting motion, but she only lightly pressed her teeth before letting go.

She looks up at my worried expression in triumph, a smirk playing on her lips.

"Bad kitty, you need to be punished," I assert, grabbing her head and fixing it in place.

With careful movements, I begin to move my hips, ensuring not to push too far forward, only as much as she could handle.

Drool begin to fall from her mouth, and I found myself getting more and more turned on by the sight of Felicia being face-fucked!

I couldn't hold back any longer and soon I start to leak!

"Ughh, yes, Felicia, take it," I groan, pushing her head down to get my cock deeper into her throat, increasing the pressure.

"Gulp, gulp," she tries her hardest to swallow, but her cheeks puffed up, and discomfort began to show on her face. I withdraw and paint her face white with my release. My cum spread everywhere—on her face, her hair, her tits. I have always been a heavy cummer.

"Happy birthday, kitty," I murmur with a satisfied smile.

"Th-thank youuuu," she whispers huskily, her eyes unfocused. She seems a bit out of it.

"If you are done with her, then go and get ready. You have to attend the press conference soon… 'Big Bro'," another voice abruptly interrupts my private time.

I turn towards the side wall, where a wide projection of a girl who bore a striking resemblance to me appears.

It was my little sister, Mary Jane Watson.

"Red," I mutter, feeling my dick twitch and grow harder at the sight of her.

Her shocked and flustered expression made her face flush crimson. "Finish it fast and don't be late," she instructs before the video is abruptly cut off.

"D.A.I.S.Y., you should have warned me," I grumble aloud.

"But you were busy. I didn't want to disturb you," a sweet voice responds from the room.

I wonder how much she saw and how engrossed I was to not notice her presence.

Turning back to Felicia, I saw her starting to come around. With my still-erect dick, I scooped her up and headed toward the bathroom.

"Let me wash you thoroughly," I say, massaging her fat ass.

***

Back at the car.

MJ's face was flushed red, and she had been rubbing her thighs, feeling the tightness of her jeans becoming increasingly constricting.

It wasn't the first time she had seen it, but it had never felt this hot and wild before. Before she could dwell on it further, a voice brought her back to reality.

"Sorry for being late, I just couldn't find my math assignment," a blonde girl yells as she closed the door of the house and hurried towards her car.

The car's door opened on its own, and she swiftly got inside.

"Liz, it's always something with you," MJ said irritably, trying her best to control her breathing so that her friend wouldn't notice any unusual behaviour.

"Okay, okay, let's go. We still have to pick up Penny," Liz said, cutting MJ off before she could say more.

MJ starts the engine, and the Tesla glides smoothly away from the neighbourhood, making no sound at all. A navigation map displays on the screen in front of MJ, showing the route to Penny's house.

"Were you talking with someone just now?" Liz asks MJ curiously.

"My brother. He has an important press conference today," MJ responds, shaking her head to clear the images from her mind.

"Nooo! Ughhh! Why couldn't I have hurried up a bit today? I missed my chance to talk to him," Liz exclaims in shock, slapping her forehead in defeat.

MJ rolls her eyes at her friend's antics.

"By the way, did you tell him about me? Did you show him the pic I asked you to show?" Liz stops abruptly and hurriedly asks MJ.

"Pic? Which pic?" MJ asks, not remembering.

"Wait," Liz opens her smartphone, and after a few seconds of searching, she finds it. "This one!"

"Why would I show him your pics?" MJ asks, pushing Liz's hands away from her face so she can focus on the road.

"Because they are cute, and yeah, also tell him my name is Elizabeth Allan, but he can call me Liz, and yes, do not forget to mention that I am single!" Liz insists, emphasizing the last part.

"Oh, and what about Flash's proposal last week?" MJ asks with a smirk.

"Ughh! He's just an idiot. I'm not going to become his girlfriend. I only have one man in my heart, Lucas," Liz says shyly as she presses her hands against her chest squishing her boobs.

"Why are you so obsessed with my brother?" MJ asks, rolling her eyes again at Liz's everyday drama.

"Are you seriously asking me that, MJ? Your brother is Lucas Watson! Wait … look at these pics."

"He is so hot! So smart, and so rich too. At just 18 years old, he is among the top 10 wealthiest people on Earth!! I read an article last night that talked about how he might have more money than even Harry's dad, Osborn!" Liz starts speaking dreamily.

MJ sees the pic and is once again reminded of the towering pole underneath her brother. Shaking her head, she shifts her attention back to the road.

"He is self-made, genius, young, handsome, and filthy rich. C'mon, MJ, you even took Penny and Gwen to Watson Tower to meet him. Am I not your friend too?" Liz rattles MJ's arm.

"Alright, alright, stop. I will see if he has time, and then I will take you to see him," MJ relents, feeling annoyed.

"Thank you, MJ, you're the best!" Liz says, kissing MJ's cheek and laughing aloud.

"But you will have to promise me that you will behave yourself!" MJ swipes the drool off her cheek and speaks seriously.

"Yeah, yeah, sure," Liz replies absentmindedly, seeming to be in her own world now as she waves MJ off.

"Brother, how many girls' hearts are you gonna rob?" MJ mumbles wearily.