Dazzling Afternoon(Alison Blaire/Dazzler)

Alison Blaire, the pop superstar mutant known as Dazzler, reclined on the couch in a tight silver dress which showed off a few of her curves. It was teasing, but at the same time, it was not scandalous at all. She blew the camera, and more importantly her photographer, a nice little kiss.

"I wouldn't normally do something like this," Alison said. "But, you know, it's a photoshoot for charity, and it would be good public relations."

Alison's fanbase had been pretty supportive of her coming out as a mutant last year. There were a few nutcases who gave her death threats because of what she was. Alison learned to just not let those people get to her. She turned around towards her photographer, who also happened to be her boyfriend.

"I'm sure there are going to be some people who are going to complain about how they're working for a mutant…"

"To be fair, there are some religious groups who say my music is corrupting the children of America," Alison said, shaking her head. "Let's just get one more shot like this, Peter."

Alison leaned back with a friendly smile and a wave towards the camera. Peter Parker, her boyfriend and photographer, clicked another camera. He also happened to be Spider-Man, which was something Alison learned very quickly. She could have laughed. He got all of those great pictures of Spider-Man, which made her a fan of his work, because he was Spider-Man.

She made sure the agency hired him away from the Bugle, and one thing lead to another and they were dating. And Alison would trust no one else to have a photoshoot.

"So, how do you think the shoot came out?" Alison asked.

"Great, Ali," Peter said. "No, I'm serious, you make everything look great. That ugly sweater you wore that one time….."

"Ugh, don't remind me," Alison said. "That wasn't one of my better fashion choices, but they sponsored my concert. That was when I started out, you know, I could not afford to pick and choose then."

Peter nodded in understanding. He looked towards Alison who rose up from the couch she had been doing the poses on.

"So, do you want to go over the pictures later?" Peter asked.

Alison crossed over the room and moved closer towards her boyfriend with a smile. "No, I trust you got some good shots. And it's for a good cause as well."

Peter found out what Alison wanted in a hurry. It amazed him how she was giving him that wanton stare when the camera was off, but when the camera was on, total pro. One wouldn't know how frustrated, and horny this pop star was.

And speaking of frustrating and horny, Alison grabbed Peter around the head and forced her tongue into his mouth. The hot pop star explored the inside of Peter's mouth. Peter returned the kiss as well. Both of them moved back to the couch.

"It's been a long last couple of weeks," Alison said. "Knowing there's a light at the end of the tunnel got me through this photo shoot."

She tore his shirt open and revealed Peter's muscular chest. It never ceased to get her motor revving.

"Maybe we can have a private shoot for when I'm on the road next time," Alison said. "Why don't I give you a little preview?"

Peter was all game for that. Ali showed she was as able and graceful as a dancer as she was a singer. Her silvery dress dropped down from her slowly. Peter looked at her lacy black lingerie, which drew attention to her toned body. Alison's breasts, well they were dazzling, along with her curvy body. She had nice long legs.

The beautiful blonde pop star made sure her hair stayed clip back so Peter could look at her beautiful face.

"You're amazing," Peter said.

"Thank you," Alison said.

Alison decided to help Peter out of his pants. He was more than constricted. Alison started to unloop Peter's belt and pull them down over his ankles. His boxer shorts followed next. Alison came face to face with the most gorgeous sexual organ ever. She wrapped her fingers around the base and stroked him.

"Ali, please," Peter said.

The pop star smiled when her handsome boyfriend was growing in her hand. It was hard for her to keep a boyfriend, because of the insane schedule of being a pop star, and also the mutant thing was very stressful for a lot of people. Then there was the fact that some of her fans, they could be a bit fanatical towards any guy who was rumored to have been dating her.

Ali loved her fans and most of them were pretty cool, and supportive, but there were a few bad apples that unfortunately could spoil things for a lot of people. She missed doing regular meet and greets, because of one weirdo ruining for everyone and her agent putting a stop to these up close and personal events.

Things she did love doing was Peter. His hard cock extended towards the edge of her lips. The hot pop star wrapped her lips around Peter and sucked on him very hard.

Peter held the back of Alison's head and looked into her bright blue eyes. She popped Peter's cock and then slurped his cock ever hard. Her hand cupped Peter's balls and squeezed them very hard.

"Oh, Ali, that feels good!" Peter asked. "It feels good to be in your mouth….you're the best…"

Ali used her excellent throat control which made her such a good singer to really stimulate Peter's manhood. She brought him into the back of her throat. She wanted to make Peter blow, but not yet.

"Relax, stud, we've got a while," Ali said. "I'm sure you want a crack of these."

Alison undid her bra and dropped it to the ground. Her naturally large breasts came down onto the ground. Peter looked at her sunkissed skin, where she was completely devoid of any tanlines on her. The pop sensation lifted her breasts up and wrapped them around Peter.

"I've missed these," Peter said.

"I know you have," Alison said. "I've read people talk about the Internet about how real they are. But….you know what how real they are, don't they?"

Peter grabbed his pop star girlfriend's firm, ample melons and squeezed them. He repeated the ritual a couple more times, before ramming his hard cock between them.

"They feel….pretty really to me," Peter groaned.

And they were very real, and very nice, and warm. Peter thought about spilling his cum all over her chest, and watching Ali eat it off of her chest. That would be so hot.

"Petey, I love your cock!" Alison yelled. "I love how it feels smashed between my nice, big tits. It feels really good….I bet it feels really good to cum, doesn't it?"

Ali pulled away from Peter's hard cock. She grabbed the base of his cock, enclosing around it. Peter groaned, feeling Alison work her fingers up towards him.

"Not yet, baby," Alison said, giving him a not so subtle wink. "Soon, but not yet, trust me."

Peter groaned and watched Alison rise up to her feet. His face drew towards her black panties. The pop sensation slowly slid them down. Her hot pussy exposed towards Peter.

Alison grabbed Peter's hard cock and stroked it. She was having her fun with him, but it would be worth his while soon.

"I know where else you want to me," Alison said. "Oh, these balls are getting pretty swollen….you poor thing. I bet my pussy is going to feel good."

Peter held Alison close towards him, their bodies connecting together. Peter's long cock touched her womanhood and slipped inside of her. He grabbed Alison and lowered her down onto him. Every single inch entering her felt really good.

Alison Blaire's mind had been blown by the thickness of his hard cock entering her body. She had been dazzled to say the very least. Her hot wet walls pushed down on Peter's cock and squeezed him. She had lost her mind and went into deep moans.

"Time for you to hit that high note."

She knew it was coming a mile away. She couldn't help but receive it. All the pop star could do was keep bouncing on Peter. The higher she bounced, the more of his cock driving into her felt good. The handsome man's hands rolled over Ali's body.

Her screams were quite musical. Peter needed to hear them even more. She denied him a couple of times, but now, Peter had the upper hand. And he wasn't going to finish it up, not that easily. He pulled almost out of her body, just when reaching the apex.

"P-P-Peter!" Ali moaned.

He pulled out of her and left the dazzling sensation hanging. She deserved that one. Peter held her back and rolled her over. Alison was on her hands and knees on the couch. Peter climbed behind her. His cock slapped Alison's hips and made her breath heavily.

"Please," Alison said.

"Please, what?"

Was he really going to make her say it? The domination he showed over her, for this brief moment excited Peter. The handsome young man's cock touched her pussy but did not enter inside. That fact alone resulted in the pop star's body combusting with pleasure.

"You're not going to make me say it, are you?" Ali asked. "You're not going to make me tell you how much I want it. You're not going to tell me how much I need it. You're not going to do that, are you?"

Two strong hands caressed every square inch of Ali's body. She breathed heavily with Peter slowly working his fingers down her body. Alison's mewling increased underneath him. His cock danced against her wet walls. Three taps nearly made Ali light up in an explosion of fire.

"You're going to make me beg, aren't you?" Ali asked.

"Maybe a little bit," Peter teased her.

He worked his hard cock inside of her wet vice. Ali could have taken him inside of her with one fell swoop.

"Please, Peter, please, please, I'm sorry for teasing you. Just fuck me, fuck me raw. Make me scream. I need it! I need it really bad!"

His hands cupped the underside of Alison's breasts and slowly worked his manhood towards her. The manhood pushed against her dripping hot opening. Peter came close and pulled out. Not once, not twice, but three times, before taking the plunge.

Peter couldn't deny Alison for very long. Her pussy was like a wonderland and felt rather good wrapped around his cock. His slow thrusts only served to light Ali up. The blonde vixen underneath him gasped.

Ali closed her eyes. She thanked this miracle from above and thanked the orgasm which was about to come soon.

Her hair flipped out of her ponytail from the force of Peter drilling her from behind. His throbbing balls connected against Alison's thighs. He pushed into her, going deeper. Slowly, but sure, the orgasm had been worked up. Alison's nipples begged to be twisted, her ass begged to be spanked.

"You're so hot," Peter said. "I just love seeing your face in that mirror knowing what I'm doing to you."

Alison knew what Peter did to her and had been excited by it. His balls kept slapping her thighs, fluidly working her over. Every time his hands touched her skin, there had been a pure sexual fire exploding through her loins. Peter slowly worked himself into her, working her up to an orgasm.

This time, Peter allowed Alison to cum hard and it had been very amazing. He took Alison's breasts in hand and rammed into her. Her wet walls milked his manhood with each thrust inside of her. He almost pulled out of her and slammed deep inside of her.

Alison dropped down onto the couch, and Peter pulled out of her. The sudden loss of his cock from her body made Alison almost whine. She didn't whine for long the moment Peter flipped her over and crawled between her legs. His long cock pushed against her dripping slit and lit her up. Heat really exploded through Alison's legs.

Their bodies pushed against each other's bodies. Peter cupped her breasts and caused her to moan in pleasure. The manhood slid into her one more time. Her slick, velvety smooth pussy sucked Peter into her. He rose up and jammed himself into her tightness.

"You just can't get enough of me, can you?" Peter asked.

"No," Ali said.

"Well, I can't get enough of you," Peter said. "I want to drive my cock inside of your pussy, stretch you out. Feel your nice, wet center hugging around my cock. It's going to feel really nice when I'm done fucking your nice, tight pussy!"

Each thrust inside of Alison stretched her out completely. Peter worked her body over something fierce. Her pussy got a very nice work out. Every last thrust made her feel extremely good. Pure, unbridled pleasure followed the second Peter buried himself into her and then slid all the way out o fher.

"Give it to me!" Alison yelled. "Make me cum again."

Her wish was Peter's command. He rose up and drive his hard cock into her body. Alison tightened her legs around him. Peter's fingers pressed against her smooth, soft legs. He caressed them.

Alison closed her eyes. So much pleasure made the pop star's loins gush with pleasure. The gushing increased the deeper Peter buried himself inside of her body. Her warm, gripping pussy, was a tight fit. Peter made it work though, he made it work really good.

"Baby, it's good!" Alison yelled. "You're going to make me cum so hard."

She became well aware of the heavy set of balls slapping against her. They threatened to push into her body.

The two of them spent the rest of the afternoon having sex, switching in a couple of different positions. Peter now had Alison smashed against the side of her mirror in the changing room, while smashing his cock inside of her.

"Too bad we can't get a picture of this," Ali said.

Her face and breasts smashed against the mirror. Ali looked into her own pleasure ridden face when Peter pushed against her, rocking his hard cock inside of her.

"Oh, don't worry, a picture is burning in my mind forever."

His balls were feeling pretty swollen. Peter sensed a tingle, and knew it wouldn't be long before even he could not hold back. Alison Blaire's snug snatch worked him over. His hands cupped her nipples and gave Alison another hungry squeeze. His balls slapped back and caught her.

"I'm sure….I'm sure," Alison said.

The pop star became very weak in the knees. Thankfully Peter held her up, her legs hooked in a wheelbarrow type position while fucking her. His swollen cock stretched her and caused more tremors to come from her body. Peter drilled his hard cock inside of her body.

"I'm getting close," Peter said. "I'm going to cum in you….but, ladies first."

How considerate of him. Alison clamped down hard onto Peter, feeling the length stretch her out almost all the way. He pulled almost all the way out of her and then jammed inside of her. Several more hard thrusts made Ali cum multiple times in succession.

"PETER!" Alison yelled at the top of her lungs.

She was so glad she wasn't the Black Canary, because otherwise there would be seven years bad luck with this mirror with how much she screamed her head off from the intense orgasm. Regardless, Peter pounded her all the way to the edge. Alison got off even more on the look of her face. The bubbly pop star melted underneath him.

Time ended with Peter drilling his manhood inside of her. His balls unleashed inside of Alison's body and filled her up with his creamy cum. He slammed inside of her, going faster and faster inside of her. Every last drop of cum fired into her body.

Both lovers came down with a mutual orgasm with each other.

Alison collapsed into a heap. Peter turned around, picked her up off of the ground, and pulled Ali into a kiss. She moaned when Peter held her in close. Both lovers enjoyed the moment. Alison lightly ran her fingers down the back of Peter's neck, played with his hair, and peppered the side of his jaw with several affectionate kisses.

She nuzzled Peter's neck, when holding her close. The inside of her thighs were fucked raw. It was certainly worth it as well. The pop star came to the conclusion what she needed to do.

"So, hot tub?" Alia asked in a daze.

"Hot tub?" Peter asked.

"Perk of the studio," Ali said. "It'd be a shame to let it go to waste."

One sunny smile from Alison Blaire would make Peter go anywhere. And she was right, it would be a shame to let it to go to waste.

End