Spoiled Sweet(Bette Kane/Flamebird)

"Felicia had to ditch, didn't she?"

Bette Kane stepped onto the balcony to join Peter as he gazed off. She wore a nice little black dress which wrapped tightly around her body. The blonde heiress looked absolutely stunning and a treat to gaze on.

"Yeah, something came up," Peter said. "A business opportunity."

"Well, I can't say I blame her, these parties can be dullsville sometimes," Bette said. "I'm kind of ditching and leaving Kate to deal with the majority of the fun. Which I'm sure she absolutely loves me for, but there you go. I think it's much more interesting to be out here with you."

Bette drank a couple of glasses of wine tonight and had been a bit bold. She moved closer to the young man.

"I like you, Peter, you're not like all of the other men there, trying to wear a mask," Bette said.

Oh, the irony of that statement. Bette closed the gap between her and Peter. The sexy body pressed her hands against Peter's face and without any further pause leaned in to give him a kiss. She wobbled a little bit, and Peter grabbed her hips to steady her. His hand brushed down Bette's head and kissed her deeper. Their tongues battled together for domination as Bette writhed up against him.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," Peter said.

"That sounded a bit like a question, and no we shouldn't be," Bette said. "But, I'm sick of doing all of the things that I should. Being all like the proper heiress, forced to live her life under a microscope. I want to do something that breaks all of the rules. And fucking a guy that I like out on this balcony, who is not one of those rich bores, where anyone can catch us, it's exciting?"

Bette undid Peter's pants and revealed his hard cock. The Kane heiress hitched in a breath as she excitedly watched Peter's prick swell up against her fingers.

"My, my, you're a big boy," Bette excitedly mewled. "I think you and I, we're going to have so much fun."

Bette pressed her fingers up against Peter's engorged pole and allowed it to swell against her hand. Every one of those skilled touches brought Peter's cock up, swelling it with desire. Bette pressed her palm up against him and stroked Peter's cock.

"I'm not wearing any panties. Want to see?"

Peter's hand disappeared underneath Bette's dress and rubbed her bare crotch. She was dripping wet and excited. Bette moved closer and rubbed her thighs up and down against Peter's prick to make him groan out in pleasure. She pulled down her dress and showed she wore nothing underneath the dress.

"Felicia left so I could get a chance to fuck you," Bette said. "We've decided that in the spirit of the partnership between our two families, we should share certain assets."

She emphasized these words by squeezing Peter's balls. Oh, Bette wanted these, and that big, throbbing cock which pressed excitedly against her hand as well.

"And I suppose I don't get a say…."

"Well, I knew that I would convince you," Bette said. "And you want to fuck me, Petey. I'm holding the evidence in my hand that you want to."

Bette pushed her hand all the way down Peter's hard prick, and pumped him. The two made their way closer to the edge of the balcony. Bette felt a bit clear minded, especially since the presence of his cock.

"Careful," Peter said.

She stuck out her tongue and put her hands on the balcony railing. The gorgeous pussy of Bette Kane flashed underneath her dress. This made every bit of Spider-Man swell up. He approached her from behind and grabbed Bette's pussy to pull her in close towards him.

"Stick that cock in me," Bette begged him. "I don't need teasing. I'm so wet."

"Yes, I can tell."

Peter lined himself up for Bette and aimed at her. He carefully made sure not to send her flying over the balcony. Even with the safety bar, and the ledge underneath her, it would be a crapshoot if Bette would land right. Peter pushed his cock into her and could feel Bette's horny pussy. She squeezed him about as tightly as any woman who was not Kryptonian or Amazon or She-Hulk might. Certain mutants as well, depending on their power set.

But, Bette Kane, a normal woman, squeezed down onto his prick and squeezed him tightly. Oh, she just felt so amazing milking his prick. Each pushed brought Peter as deep into her pussy as he was going to go. He rocked up and down into her and slapped his balls down onto her warm thighs to rock her body. He brought pleasure through her body and made her cum all over the place.

Bette breathed heavily. The danger of being dangled over a balcony railing and fucked vigorously just brought excitement to her. So much time playing it safe, Bette needed some excitement and spice in her life. Peter brought it to her and slapped his large balls against her warm thighs. He tenderly rocked up against her and drove Bette to the breaking point.

"I'm cumming!"

That scream could be heard by anyone. It was just the excitement, the excitement which burst through her body. Her tight cunt clamped around him and milked his prick the faster he pounded into her body.

Peter pulled Bette back a little bit so she could regain her balance. The stars flashed against her eyes. The handsome young man kissed the side of her neck. Peter squeezed Bette's chest and then moved down to grab her ass.

"I'll let you fuck it if you really want to," Bette said with a nervous bite on her lip.

She picked up Peter's hand and dragged her tongue against his fingers to get them nice and wet. When they were, Peter guided his fingers up against Bette's asshole and pushed up against her. Bette let out a hungry gasp the second his fingers edged into her. He had her, right where he wanted to be.

"Yes," Bette breathed. "Work that ass. Get it nice and wet."

Oh, Bette was proud of her ass and she worked it nice and fit. To feel such a hard cock between it would be a treat. Peter removed himself from her pussy and lined up for Bette's unused, although not for long, hole. Peter ground himself up against her and made Bette just gasp in jubilation the second he edged up against her.

"Good and ready," Bette mewled. "I want to be ready for you. I want you to take my ass."

"I'm going to lick it."

"Oooh, you dirty boy!"

Peter's tongue danced against Bette's hole and tasted her ass. Oh, her asshole was so pink and inviting, and tight as well. Peter got a fix of how warm and tight it felt. He got it nice and wet, and savored the slurping of her ass before he pulled back to her.

Bette's puckered back hole parted and Peter leaned up against her. He edged his prick against Bette's tight hole and rocked up against her. The next few inches parted Bette's entrance and she squeezed him very tightly the second he entered her from behind.

"PETER!" Bette cried out for him. "YES!"

The web slinger's skilled hands maneuvered into place and rocked up against Bette. He slapped his balls back and forth against her and skillfully worked her. He buried deep between her cheeks as he teased tipping Bette over the balcony before he pulled her back.

Bette screamed. She had felt her life flash before her very eyes before Peter pulled her back. It felt good. It felt exciting. Dangerous, dangerous, Bette loved being in danger. Peter pumped his way as deep into her ass as humanly possible and rode the hell out of her. Bette lost her mind and screamed her lungs out as Peter pumped all the way into her snug hole from behind.

"OOOOH!" Bette moaned out. "YES!"

Peter lined himself up to drill her asshole all the way in. He fingered her pussy. The heat of her orgasm rocked up against his hand the faster Peter rode into her.

The desire to cum in her ass was too much. Peter pressed up against Bette's hips and rocked into her. One more clutching push. Peter steadied both Bette and himself as he felt himself tighten up. A force stronger than anything Peter ever felt, with desire erupting through his loins caused him to erupt inside of Bette.

Bette's anal passage became flooded by Peter's seed. Peter pressed all the way up against her and injected her ass with as much cum as possible.

The sturdiness of the balcony railing was tested as Peter finished launching his cum inside of her. Bette closed her eyes and lost it completely.

"Was that exciting?" Peter asked.

"Very," Bette said. "But, we're not done yet."

Bette descended to her knees and popped Peter's cock into her mouth. She winced slightly as her ass hit the back of her legs when she bent down. Oh, Peter fucked it raw, and she wanted no apologies. Bette Kane never came harder than having a cock in her ass.

A smile crossed Peter's face as he wondered what other delights the kinky heiress had for him.

End.