Slow Mornings(Darcy Lewis)

Life resulted in some very fascinating moments where it was very hard to tell where certain things came to pass. One of the things Darcy Lewis thought had been fascinating was the fact she started to date a remarkable young man named Peter Parker. He was younger than her, just barely out of high school, but he was so smart he could tutor a lot of people much older than him. As much as Darcy enjoyed the fact he was smart and handsome as well, not to mention the fact he had a wonderful personality, those were not the things that were the most interesting about him.

He was Spider-Man. Darcy figured this out pretty quickly that she dated Spider-Man, a hero who had been active in New York over the past couple of years. He fought several dangerous criminals and was a part of the Avengers, at least a probationary basis.

She currently laid in bed, arms lazily wrapped around him when her breasts pressed against Spider-Man's back. The brunette did not want to pull herself out of bed or from this position. The early morning trickling sunlight came into the room over her face.

It should be a crime to have to get out of bed just early on a Saturday, Darcy mentally mused to herself. Her hand reached down from Peter's bare abs and moved down to his boxer covered crotch. The tent rising against it pumped against the fabric. Darcy would have to admit, this inspired her to not only get up, but get very active on this morning.

"Peter," Darcy whispered.

"Morning, Darcy."

He slid back from her and turned around. The two exchanged a very short, but extremely heated, kiss. Peter grabbed the back of Darcy's hair for a moment and kissed her. He was tentative at first, but Darcy would not put up with that. Those kisses showed the fire which could be inside of this heroic young man.

"Yes, it's going to be a very good morning," Darcy said. "You know why it's going to be a good morning?"

Darcy wrapped her arms around Spider-Man's neck and started to kiss him up and down. Her warm lips touched the side of his neck, his ear, and his upper collarbone. Her fingers touched his abs as well and teased something else a bit further down.

"Saturday," Peter said.

"And I see you're ready to have some early morning fun," Darcy said.

She crawled back on the bed and grabbed the throbbing crotch of her hero. Peter turned to look at the beautiful creature before her. A smiling face with brunette hair, and he moved down to lock eyes on her transparent negligee top which contained a very round pair of breasts. Nipples poked out from the other side of the transparent top. Spider-Man followed the progress of the nipples, his eyes pretty much zeroed in on them from the other side. He rolled over her tight toned stomach and all of her shapely curves. The black panties clung to her hips and Spider-Man could make the outline of her sex from underneath.

"Yes, a lot of fun."

Darcy smiled and planted some kisses down the abs of her lover. She thought last night was pretty wild. Once he got going, he did not stop until all of their sexual itches had been finished. Darcy grabbed Spider-Man's boxer shorts and slowly slipped them down to reveal him.

"I think this will be fun," Darcy said.

A light kiss on the tip of his cock caused him to twitch. Darcy's fingers twisted around the throbbing member and she slowly pumped him down. The heat of the palm of her hand pressed against him. She gave him a slow, but very pleasant, handjob.

Darcy enjoyed the feeling of this pinnacle of manhood, this work of art, shoving up.

"You just can't get enough of me, can you?" Darcy asked. "Well, guess what, my not so little stud, I can't get enough of you. I want your cock inside of me as you pin me down and treat me like your own personal fuck puppet. Would you like that, Pete?"

She grabbed his balls with her free hand and squeezed them. Darcy leaned down and touched the tip of his tool, pushing it between her very able lips. Those dick sucking lips wrapped around Peter's pole and gave him several hard sucks.

Darcy pulled away from Spider-Man and he grabbed her wrist to pull him away from him. He turned position and pinned her on the bed.

Her top tugged off to allow her huge chest pillows to pop into the air. Those round breasts stuck out for Peter to grab and to touch. Peter took a handful, as much tit flesh as he grabbed.

"I want these."

Darcy's eyes flooded over in pleasure. Peter slapped his cock over her hardened nipple which caused her to twitch on the bed. Her loins rushed with an overflow with wetness dripping down from them. Peter took his cock and aimed it at her cleavage before shoving inside of them.

The brunette on the bed's loins twitched at these rising sensations. Peter pushed himself down into Darcy's firm cleavage and allowed his cock to be sucked in between those juicy orbs. Every time she touched him, Peter enjoyed the feeling of generous tit flesh just pumping around his huge cock.

"Darcy, you feel so good," Peter groaned.

"So do you," Darcy said. "Fuck those tits. Paint them white."

Her large natural breasts squeezed Peter's pulsing pole each time he shoved in between them. She leaned up to get a taste of his cock. Darcy's eyes flooded over with pure lust the second Peter planted his rod in between them. He squeezed those round tits and released them with each pump.

"Yes, oh yes, baby, right there," Darcy breathed hungrily. "Fuck my tits. FUCK THEM!"

Peter could not hold back with Darcy's generous spheres clenching his rod. His balls sized up and started to discharge his sticky semen all over her hardened nipples. Darcy's chest and face became coated with the burning white spunk discharging from the walls of Spider-Man. She had been webbed up, the old fashion way.

A strand of cum hung from her nipple. Darcy waited for Peter to pull away from her. He gave her a smile and motioned for her to get to work. Darcy captured the cum on her finger and pushed it into her mouth. She sucked the creamy treat off of her finger. Darcy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her pussy throbbed when she tasted Peter's cum.

Peter observed Darcy eating his cum just like it was the last meal on Earth. His balls throbbed with need as Darcy kneaded her own breast. Pleasure danced on the eyes of the chesty woman when sucking the juices off of her nipples and her aching breasts.

"So hot," Peter groaned.

"Yes, you like it when I eat your cum, don't you?" Darcy asked. "You like. You dirty boy. You really like that. You like how much that makes your big balls throb. You like it a whole lot."

Darcy viewed Peter with thinly disguised hunger through her eyes. Peter grabbed Darcy and spread her legs. His fingers danced down the front of her body. He put his fingers on the waistband of her panties and slid them down. Darcy's pussy exposed. The small strip of brunette hair showcased her beautiful slit, very tight, and Peter could not wait to be inside of it. He lightly brushed his finger down the edge of it.

"It amazes me how wet you can get from being treated like such a shameless, dirty, girl," Peter said.

"I'm not just a dirty girl. I'm your dirty girl."

The brunette bucked her thighs up to push his fingers deep inside of her. The web slinger touched her womanhood with a couple of strokes. The brilliant young man strokes Darcy's slit all the way to the edge. He captured some of her molten juices on her fingers.

Now the tables had been turned and Darcy watched Peter eat her own juices. Every time he slurped her womanly delights off of his fingers, Darcy's hips bucked up a little bit. She wanted him so badly. That cock was hard once again.

"Don't tease me."

"Isn't that half of the fun?" Peter asked. "Besides, you tease me all the time sitting across from me in lunch wearing those low cut tops."

Darcy was not one hundred percent intentionally teasing Peter. She wore those tops for a very practical reason. Peter held a hand up and it was almost on cue Darcy rolled over onto the bed.

"Put your hands up above the back of your head.

The sound of Peter rustling through the doors could be heard. A couple of splatters webbed up Darcy's hands behind her head.

Peter looked at the vixen on the bed with her ass pointed firmly up in the air. It was prime for perfect spanking. The web slinger smiled when looking over Darcy and reached down to squeeze those round cheeks. He slowly edged down and slipped a finger into her gushing hole.

"I bet you want something else in there."

The web slinger rolled his free hand all over Darcy's body when fingering her. Darcy tightened her wet walls and released them. The gasping from the horny woman continued when Peter teased every inch of her body. His finger slipped out and then the head of his cock slipped into her dripping hole.

"PETER!" Darcy yelled. "I need you to fuck me. So badly. I can't hold back any more. I need that big cock jammed in my hole and fucking me like the slutty bitch that I am. You can't say you don't want to pound that slutty body."

Peter teased every inch of her sexy body. Her sex parted for Peter. All he needed to do was slide inside that scorching hole. He pressed against her back to gain the added leverage.

Darcy bit down on her lip for a minute until deciding to screw it and scream out loud. Peter buried only half of his length inside of her hole. He pulled back and Darcy responded to him. He stretched her out with his throbbing meat missile seeking her heat.

"You're so hot," Peter groaned. "I can do this all day long."

The way her body reacted to that particular declaration Peter could tell Darcy wanted to do this all day long. Her body pressed up against his. Long thrusts filled Darcy, and then they slowed down. Her body reacted to Peter's constant intrusion.

Peter could feel the contractions of her walls going against him. He pulled almost all the way back from her and plunged deep inside of her scorching loins. Peter grabbed onto Darcy and plowed her sweet pussy from behind. Each time he buried inside of her, everything felt so wonderful.

The height of the orgasm lifted Darcy up to the point where she crashed down to Earth. Her entire body begged for Peter. She did not mind a little bit of pain that came with rough fucking. Peter obliged her as much as she wanted. His thrusts were slow and steady at first. The more Darcy begged for her, the harder and the faster he became. His balls constantly slapped down on Darcy's warm thighs.

Peter piggy backed her orgasms. He buried deep inside of her body.

"Stay with me," Peter said. "Oh, damn it Darcy."

His balls sized up when he pushed into her. The webbing around her wrists finally dissolved. Spider-Man took ahold of her hands and clenched them. He pulled back his arms and slammed deep inside of her. Her loins stretched and clenched him. Each thrust deep inside of Darcy pushed Peter inside of her.

"Damn!" Darcy mewled at the top of her lungs. "Harder! Fuck my pussy raw! LIKE THAT!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs when Peter buried his throbbing tool inside of her loins. The silken walls stretched and snapped back to keep milking her lover as hard as possible. Peter planted himself firmly into Darcy's center. Each time he hit a different spot inside of her, Darcy thought she would black out from the pleasure.

Much to Darcy's frustration, Peter pulled out. He did not stay out of her for very long. Peter rolled Darcy over onto the bed and parted her thighs. The woman's scorching slit opened up. Peter waited for her sensual legs to hold him into place.

Darcy wrapped her arms around Peter's back and held onto the upper back digging her nails. Her hot breath stuck in the back of his ear.

"I'm not letting you go until you finish. So fuck me, fuck me until my pussy just explodes"

Peter delved inside of Darcy one more time. She clenched him even harder than ever before. The feeling of such pleasurable tightness wrapping around him made Peter just more hungry for more of the sensual vixen underneath him. Darcy lifted up to roll her hands over Peter's back.

The mutual groping of flesh followed by Peter's hard fucking made Darcy very wet and ready to receive him more. She tightened her grip around him. Her breasts heaved into the air with Peter lightly pushing his head between then and then pulling himself back.

Darcy tightened her grip around Peter's shoulder. The only encouragement coming from him was soft, passionate moans. Every now and then, her hips pushed up to grab him hard around his aching cock. Peter pushed himself into the tight hole of the goddess underneath him.

"PETER!" Darcy managed.

The cascading feeling of pleasure shot over Darcy's body. Her entire body entered a state of unadulterated bliss with Peter penetrating her tight opening with his hard cock. Darcy rose up off of the bed and took as much of Peter inside of her with her tightness.

Peter grunted with a few pushes into Darcy. He could feel her body reacting to even the slightest of touches. The woman had a very high sex drive and given that she had a body built for sin, Peter appreciated that. And he committed many sinful actions to the delicious body from underneath him.

The two shared their mutual release with each other. Darcy came first and fast. Her gripping loins sucked Peter deep into her sopping wet hole. Peter slammed his throbbing rod into Darcy with multiple hard thrusts.

The discharge resulted in a sticky mess being made. Peter groaned at the feeling of release. Darcy's slick and tight insides milked every single last drop of cum to spill inside of her hole.

Darcy bucked her hips off of the bed to accept the outpouring of cum. She thanked Peter without words for the gift which had been presented to her. A constant never ending stream of cum fired into Darcy's moist hole to fill her up.

He stopped, head resting on her chest. Darcy smiled and lightly played with Peter's hair. The satisfied woman was in no rush to move from this position, although if Peter wanted to get into another she was game for it. They had all day after all to explore several different positions, potentially in several different rooms.

End.