One Final Credit(Courtney Whitmore/Stargirl)

A grumble came from Peter Parker, wanting to kick himself for forgetting something very obvious from his classroom. He could not believe it, not in the slightest. His case, containing his spare Spider-Man uniform, was left behind. Thankfully, perhaps so, there was no one who took this class during the last period.

Peter opened the classroom door and what he came across caused him to almost stop short of the desk.

"Courtney!"

One of his senior students, a week away from graduation, perched on his desk in the most exotic way possible. Peter's eyes fell onto her body, what she was wearing did not leave very much to the imagination. Strips of webbing covered her perky nipples and her center. Otherwise, every single inch of Courtney Whitmore's body was on display. She really blossomed in the last year, and Peter knew it. She lost her braces, grew her hair out a little bit. The bright blue eyes, sexy face, breasts which were a nice handjob, and flat tummy caught Peter's attention. What caught his attention even more was the grin that was on her face. And also, she turned so slightly, to be on her hands and knees on his desk.

"Mr. Parker, so glad for you to come back to class...I hoped to run into you for a little bit of extra credit," Courtney said.

"And where are you clothes?"

"Oh," Courtney said with a half shrug. "Somewhere on the floor, I think. I didn't really pay much attention when I threw them off."

Courtney slid off off the desk a little bit and made Peter come face to face with his web shooters. There was any number of explanations running through Peter's mind while he kicked himself hard. How could Peter be so carefuless to leave them where Courtney could find them?

"These are fun, I suppose," Courtney said. "But, I think that I would like to play with something else that goes off and covers me with something sticky."

The kinky blonde schoolgirl rubbed her body and drew Peter's attention to every last inch of it.

"Wouldn't you like if I showed you my oral talents for my extra credit?" Courtney asked. "Or are you going to be a bit...anal...about how much credit you give me?"

Courtney once again flipped to her hands and knees and spanked her ass. To say this stirred Peter's interest, would be saying something. He tried to think of something anything to distract him. Courtney turned her attention towards him and put a hand on his crotch.

"Are you going to be punish me for being a bad girl?" Courtney asked. "Because, you really are keeping a ruler in your pants, aren't you?"

Teasingly, the taunting teenager rubbed Peter Parker's pulsing penius through his pants. They grew tighter and if Courtney's soft and silky fingers felt this good against the fabric, then Peter could not even imagine how good they could feel wrapped around his cock and tugging away at him.

Peter sputtered this thought out of his mind. Great power, there came great...oh, she did clamp down onto him hard and her fingers edged through the waistband of her face. She blew a bubble with the gum she chewed and it made Peter just throb even more.

"We shouldn't be...doing this," Peter grunted.

"I hear what you're saying," Courtney said in a sing-song voice. "What I don't see is you doing anything to stop me?"

The naughty teenager rubbed Peter through his pants and made him grow even more. There was a part of him who wanted to lose control and give into his greatest inhibitions. What would be the harm of letting his student have her fun?

"I won't tell anyone," Courtney said. "Why would I screw up such a good thing by being a snitch?"

Courtney worked the belt buckle of Peter's pants. It was a two for one special as far as she was concerned. Not only was this the teacher that Courtney had the hots for all semester, but he was Spider-Man. It was a really BOGO type deal for her, but he wondered if he knew she was Stargirl.

"How about I get that big prick out of your pants and give it some love?" Courtney asked. "I bet you want my soft fingers rubbing your shaft up and down and stroking your head. I bet you want my hot breath all over your pulsing prick, as it edges closer. And it goes in between my lips. And I bet you want to feel your blood boiling when I suck this big fat cock and made your sticky cum spurt down my throat."

Peter's cock almost ripped from his pants. Courtney pried him out.

"Cum like this is otherwise wasted," Courtney said. "How about it, Mr. Parker? Do you think that I can earn some extra credit?"

"If you can handle it, Ms. Whitmore," Peter told her.

Courtney pursed her lips with a smile. It was a good thing she was used to handling a big staff, although nothing as fun as this. She moved in to worship her god, to appreciate the stroking hands moving around her blonde hair. Courtney pressed her lips against him.

"Kiss it, worship it, treat it like it's something special," Peter said. "Use that wicked little tongue, Courtney. Make sure that you cover it all….if you want this extra credit, you're going to work hard."

A slobbery mess left all over Peter's engorged rod just show how much she wanted this. Courtney left lip marks over his prick, the closer she slid down onto him. The bit she could not stuff into her throat, she stroked. Her soft hands rubbed up and down against him.

Teenagers, so eager to please, Peter almost missed it. Of course, she only knew partially what she was doing, but Peter took his responsibility as Courtney's teacher seriously.

"Stroke my balls, it will get your extra credit faster," Peter told her. "That's it….take those soft hands, stroke them. Those fingers, they were made to caress my balls. Go to it, Courtney...rub them...do you feel that...do you feel my cock in the back of your throat?"

Courtney made a lewd sound when popping down onto him. The second her lips passed around his prick, it eased into the back of her throat. Courtney clutched onto him, rubbing his balls and hungering for even more of his seed. She imagined it spewing down her throat in a flood.

The thought of him spurting down her throat only forced Courtney to go down onto him faster. She wanted to taste his delicious seed and sped up even faster.

Now that she was getting into the blowjob, Peter could feel Courtney's lust burn through her. She would be a fun one. Sometimes, luck turned around for the better and this was one of those times where it in fact did. Peter clutched her hair and slammed into her mouth, constantly riding her to a very amazing cnclusion.

"Get ready," Peter ordered her.

Courtney looked as if she wanted to make some kind of quip. Having her mouth stuffed full of Peter's love muscle and it going all the way down her throat prevented any wise talk. While it was not the ideal way to silence a student who would talk back, in this case, Peter could not deny it was handy.

A squeeze of his balls and a constant milking motion made Peter shoot his seed inside of her mouth. Courtney tilted her neck back and allowed her mouth to be filled up.

To say Courtney was very glad she worked up to the nerve to do this, would be an understanding. She was very glad she did, having broke into her teachers off, sucked him off, and swallowed his cum. His tasty cum which Courtney could find herself acquiring a taste for.

'Guess they aren't kidding when they say bitches love Spider-Man,' Courtney managed with a bright grin. 'And this is the reason why?'

Courtney pulled back and laid onto his desk. She slurped the cum in her mouth down all the way.

"My webbing is not meant to be used that way, Ms. Whitmore," Peter told her. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to remove that."

Peter pealed the webbing off of it. It caused some of her pubic hair to come off and Courtney grimaced a little bit.

"Let me make you feel better."

"Yes, kiss my pussy!" Courtney howled before she could say anything.

Peter was up close to the aroused woman. Yes, she practically threw herself at them when they were both in costume. Granted, that was a year ago and the attempts were about as awkward as Courtney was at the time. And Peter intended to blow her mind and ease her through the final descent towards womanhood.

He put his lips on her nether lips and nibbled away. Courtney's soft whimpers hit the spot, just as much as her sweet pussy juices did.

"How would you like me to eat you until you're almost ready to climax?" Peter asked with a teasing stroke of her lips. "And then, at the last minute, pull out and leave you winded. And then eat you over and over again, until you can't think straight."

"Mmm, that would be so evil, sir," Courtney said. "I'm just getting hot thinking about it….but not as hot as when I think of how you're going to try and fit that big beautiful cock into my virgin pussy. It's just ready for you, to take...why don't you prepare it?"

Peter nuzzled against Courtney's sex and sent her into convulsions of lust. He really worked her pussy and made her feel so good. The heat spreading through her loins was immense. Several thoughts, most of them of burning lust, hit Courtney as his talented tongue delved deep into her warm womanhood. Her fingers grabbed ahold of the back of his head and kept digging away until he was tongue deep into her nice, warm, pussy. Courtney's leg wrapped around the back of his head and she broke out into a sigh.

No question about it, Peter wanted to get Courtney nice and wet. He throbbed at the thought of being inside of this tight pussy. Her soft moans spurred Peter on. He leaned into her, nibbling her warm pussy, making sure the juices continued to flow at a rapid rate. Courtney threw herself on the bed, her back arching and moaning in primal lust.

The explosion of juices coated Peter's face. She squirted for several minutes with Peter making the most honest attempt to drink all of the juices, and lead her through one final chain of orgasms just to make sure. The depths his tongue went and the motions of his finger sent her to cry out in pleasure.

Until Courtney's pussy was sopping wet and ready to receive, Peter did not stop eating her out. He rose up off of her face and she sat up with a smile. Peter helped Courtney up to a sitting position and put her onto his lap. Her soft, smooth, legs wrapped around him and gave Peter the opportunity to massage them.

Courtney realized when loved when a man played with her legs. But, Peter playing with her legs only was a small thing, compared to the very big thing rubbing against her tight abs. It was hard and Courtney had certain anticipation towards it trying to enter her, and she was almost terrified.

"Just take a deep breath and I'll take care of you," Peter said. "If you're sure that is."

"Yes," Courtney confirmed. "I'm sure."

She wanted this more than anything every. Courtney pressed her nails against Peter's shoulder. Her body called for him, she wanted Peter inside of her, in every single way possible. Being filled was something that brought her so much excitement. The tip of his cock edged towards her entrance and made Courtney break out into a cry of pleasure the second he slipped inside of her warm pussy.

Yes, he was in her, and it was pure magic beyond anything Courtney ever realized into her life. She shut out the moment of pain because in the end it did not matter, what mattered was the constant waves of pleasure her handsome older lover gave the heroine. Now, Courtney felt all grown up in every single way possible, her walls clamping down onto him and feeling her first orgasm with a cock inside approach.

Oh, her toes curled so much, and he did not back up. Peter pressed against her and bounced Courtney onto him.

Being inside of her tight pussy was a snug fit. Peter managed it and rose up and down, thrusting into her body. It felt good to feel this pussy in her body, clamping against her bare walls. He reached out and rubbed her body. Her nice legs, flat stomach, and perky bouncing breasts, the webbing on them already dissolved and left them bare. Her nipples stuck out and Peter leaned into them.

"Suck my tits, Spider-Man," Courtney moaned in his ear.

Through dozens of wet dreams, Courtney screamed that phrase, along with several other variations of which. She always woke up, with sticky sheets and messy clothes in the aftermath. This time, however, it was real. So very real leaning into him and experiencing the rush of this energy through her.

Courtney's body flared up with touches helping her, guiding her all the way to that peak. She threw her head back and let loose of everything, everything, with a constant pulse of warm juices just spilling over her. Courtney closed her wet walls down onto him.

Peter groaned and redoubled his ressolve. No matter what though, Courtney threatened to bring him to an early release. This seductive young woman knew how to hammer all of Peter's buttons in a firm and wonderful way. He picked up the pace, sliding and bouncing into her.

"Peter," Courtney breathed in his ear. "Fuck me hard!"

Peter was not going to hold back in the slightest from what he was doing to her. Instead, he kept ramming into her, his thick balls striking Courtney where it counted, on her nice thighs. Courtney pressed down onto him and moaned intensely in his ear, bringing herself up and down, rising to the depths and sinking all the way down onto him.

"That's good, baby," Courtney cooed in his ear. "I want you to keep touching me like this."

Peter did that and so much more, squeezing Courtney's perky nipples and sending her to the breaking point. She flooded his crotch with her juices. Being saturated by her clear liquids made Peter just push into her. He was balls deep in this barely legal pussy and that caused him to tingle. He grabbed ahold of her ass and bounced up and down, before kissing whatever he could reach. Courtney tilted her head back and moaned to the heavens.

Oh, it was almost like her insides had been liquified and reacted only to his touch. Courtney knew from overhearing Karen, Dinah, and Diana how good he was, but hearing the stories second hand and feeling them up close and personal, it was another thing entirely. And then, Peter cupped her ass and gave it a very firm squeeze, sending her body convulsing with endless waves of pleasure.

"I'm getting close," Peter groaned.

Courtney's excitement reached a fever pitch. She wanted him to get close, close as humanly possible. She tensed around him and released his throbbing cock from between her walls. Another couple of pumps followed with Peter really getting into this ,his balls hitting Courtney firmly on the thighs and sending her into fits of pleasure.

The two of them were going to cum together and that would be a hell of a feeling. Courtney wrapped herself around her lover and held on for the ride. She squeezed him and Peter slammed into her so deep his balls struck her at the right point. Courtney dug her nails into him, allowing him to thrust up, further, faster, and deeper, sending her over the edge.

The first spurts of seed inside of her signaled Peter's release. Courtney held onto him and pumped every last bit of seed she could into her body. The seed was more than enough to give a nice fill for all of the women of the League and the Avengers, at the very least.

Peter groaned at how nice Courtney was when she milked him. It was like a silky hand grabbed him and pumped him expertly in almost painfully tight fist. Yet, it felt so good.

He ended up finishing inside of Courtney, leaving her with a trickle of seed coming out of her hole. Courtney crawled back and sunk on the desk.

"So good," Courtney said. "I'm glad to have graduated with you, sir...and such the generous extra credit."

Courtney bent over on the desk and Peter's thick prick pressed out to hit her in the ass. His fingers slid over the back of her legs.

"One more time for good measure?" Peter asked.

"I am a hard worker, sir," Courtney said.

Karen was right, he was a stud. And despite the battering Courtney just got, she was open to be fucked from behind until she could barely remember her own phone number. And it took only seconds before Peter got in position to do just that.

End.