Coming Clean(Elektra)

Ninjas, oh Spider-Man had the bumps and bruises dealing with the latest attack from ninjas. At least he prevented them from stealing the shipment, although what they wanted with it, that would remain a mystery for another time. Now that it was safely under the custody of SHIELD, Peter could relax a little bit more. And strip down and take a nice warm shower to wash the grime off of him.

The cuts were not as bad as they could have been and healed nicely. He cleaned his body, just deep in thought. Peter was grateful for a long weekend because otherwise he would be going into work in the morning extremely sore.

Suddenly, a pair of very femine, but skilled hands grabbed him from behind. They did not trigger his spider sense, but Peter jumped all of the same. He turned around to see the naked form of the assassin known as Elektra. Despite the fact that she could very easily kill him, Elektra was smiling at him and her attention drew downwards to a certain part of Peter's body.

"Um, Elektra, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I followed you," Elektra said. "You were impressive tonight, and I've always found you to be extremely interesting, and attractive. A man that I could have some fun with...in between contracts."

"You were with them tonight?"

"No, they didn't contract me tonight," Elektra said. "Although you must have seen one of them fall from his perch point."

"So, that was you?"

"Figured, I'd come clean," Elektra said. "And speaking of coming clean."

Elektra slipped behind Peter and rubbed his back. She added the shower gel to her had and massaged Peter's body. Suds rose up off of his abs and chest from what Elektra was doing to him. Oh, her hands, they were so heaveningly, and he could barely even, he could barely even think straight without leaning into her grasp. Elektra touched him with the palm of her hand, smiling.

She moved down lover, rubbing in between his thighs. Something very inviting stuck out, and obviously, Elektra had to get it clean as well of the rest of him. Even an assassin like herself appreciated the benefits of proper hygiene. The skilled Greek Assassin ran her hands down.

Every inch of her lovely, toned body pushed against him. Spider-Man groaned, the further she situated her hand. Elektra just smiled against his shoulder.

"Relax."

Elektra made her next move, grabbing onto his crotch hard under the pretext of helping him clean it up. Then, she did more than clean him up. Elektra groped his balls and slowly, but surely, began to jerk him up and down, the hunger dancing in her eyes increasing.

"Relax," Elektra breathed. "It feles so good, doesn't it?"

"Mmm, hmm," Peter groaned. "Oh, baby...fuck!"

The skilled fingers of the assassin were good for more than killing, they were good at pleasuring him. Elektra wrapped two fingers around his pulsing manhood and stroked him up and down. The wetness of her their bodies slapped together with Elektra moving down.

She tightened the grip around Peter's pulsing manhood, getting the reaction that she wanted, when pumping up and down on him.

Peter's blood pumped completely to his groin as he struggled to remain steady. Yet, Elektra was going to have her way with him, and he was going to have to like it. And oh, he did like it, he liked it very much. Her soft, tight hand gripping around him, slick from the suds and the water from the shower.

The water continued to splash off of both of their bodies, and Spider-Man was certain the steam to rose was not completely from the shower. Elektra jerking him off caused him to see stars as his orgasm approached as fast as it could go.

"Mmm," Elektra breathed. "I can feel you straining in my hand. Don't hold back on me."

The explosion of cum fired off, sticking to the shower wall. Elektra drained his balls with each pump and Spider-Man made a hell of a mess on the shower curtain.

The deep breaths he made, tapered off from Elektra's long and not so subtle strokes. She turned him around, removing the strand of cum from his stiff head and smearing it sensually between her legs.

Elektra and Spider-Man stood chest to chest with each other. Those succulent breasts pushed against Peter's bare chest, and she rubbed up against him. He grabbed her around the back of the head, daringly, and moved in.

Peter kissed her extremely hard, running his hands down her gorgeous Greek body. Every succulent muscle, Peter rolled his hands over, massaging. Elektra did not do anything to stop him, in fact, she encouraged his behavior. She deepened the kiss, hungering for him even more. Oh, Elektra could, she could lose it in his mouth. She shifted her tongue back a tiny amount, sucking on it before pulling out of Peter's mouth and smiling.

The handsome man had over plans, his hand squeezing Elektra's back passage.

A finger dipped into Elektra's tight back passage, and she arched back, her soapy breasts sticking out.

"Do it," Elektra hissed through her teeth.

She bent over, presenting herself with an ass that just demanded to be fucked. The handsome hero rubbed against the alluring assassin, grinding against her wet pussy in time of fingering that tantalizing tight ass. Spider-Man pinched her clit.

Spider-Man teased her with a rapid fire massage of her clit, sticking and unsticking it between his fingers. She moaned out louder, so Spider-Man kept him up, not discouraged by this, in fact encouraged to do more with his shower lover.

"You like this," Spider-Man said. "The feared Elektra, she has a weakness."

Elektra liked this, but she wanted more, she wanted his cock between her ass cheeks. Oh, he opened up her asshole, lubricating it with a slick and soapy finger. His thick tool brushed up against her, and threatened to go inside of her ass.

"Do it!" Elektra cried. "I want you to fuck my ass! Fuck it like you mean it."

Dreams did in fact come true, when Spider-Man slid himself slowly into her ass. Elektra closed her eyes, and cried out in pleasure. Oh, this monster stuffed itself deep into her tight hole, making her scream out in pleasure. Spider-Man held on for the ride and pushed her backwards.

The stereteotypes of Greeks were true, especially this particular one. He slid deep into Elektra's ass, pounding her as hard as humanly possible.

Elektra showed great balance when taking a cock in her ass, one of the skills that was overlooked of a lady of her caliber. She made sounds which encouraged Spider-Man to go in just a little bit deep, pummeling her tight ass from behind. She breathed out, moaning, and tightening around him.

Oh, being inside of this ass, Spider-Man could not even begin to describe how much of a dream. Peter Parker never thought that he would anally fuck a beautiful and deadly assassin in the shower of his apartment. But, maybe it's wise not to question these things.

"Hope you're not slowing down," Elektra panted.

"I'm not."

Spider-Man rocked back and forth, until he was balls deep inside of her ass, feeling it clenche down around him. He was all in, regardless of how tight and how warm she was. And oh boy, did Elektra know how to hit all of the right buttons and make Spider-Man groan.

He stroked her body, and made Elektra just break out into a cry of lust, the more he touched her.

"Fuck me harder!" Elektra yelled. "Take my ass! Be a man and really drill me!"

At her call, Spider-Man shoved himself harder into her. Elektra cried out even louder, in shrieks of arousal. Peter slapped her ass hard, causing it to jiggle in the shower. Oh, he closed his eyes, and made sure to burn in the moment.

Elektra closed her eyes, fingering herself with her right hand and maintaining the balance with another hand. All while experiencing the joy of all of her lover. She wanted to mess with him a little bit, but now, that he was deep inside of her, Elektra wondered how far he would go.

Who knew the web slinging crusader would have such an anal fetish. Lucky for her, very lucky for her indeed, and that was the thought that burned through Elektra's mind. Rigt when his cock buried deeper into her ass.

Being such an attentive lover, Peter was there to help Elektra finger herself the rest of the way. She put both of her hands on the ground and allowed him to do all of the work, all of the fingering. Elektra tightened around him.

It was not too long before Spider-Man fed Elektra a helping of her own juices. The hunger blazing in her eyes increased when she squirted all over the place. He just was able to catch her delicious juices in his hand and allow Elektra to lick them up.

"Pent up without anywhere to go," Spider-Man groaned. "Don't worry, I know exactly what to do with someone like you"

Despite everything, Spider-Man had to take extra care not to have this end too soon. Although Elektra was almost too good to pass out. The thought of busting a nut deep into her tight ass, inflamed Spider-Man's desires, along with her cries.

The snug warmth of her clenching back hole made Spider-Man hold back, not wanting to finish too soon. It was hard, especially when pounded her back passage vigorously. Clenching her tight cheeks in his hands and releasing them several times over.

"Go ahead, fuck me harder," Elektra said. "No….no...you're not stopping….not now."

Elektra would not be denied her prize, closing down tight on Spider-Man until he had been trapped deep between her smoldering cheeks. She milked him, showing an admirable amount of control over her anal cavity. She squeezed Spider-Man.

"Damn it, Elektra," Peter groaned.

"Don't deny you can't resist my ass, and you know the power it has over men," Elektra said.

Spider-Man groaned with another fantastically deep thrust inside of her. Oh, he would be fool to deny that, or rather to deny her. Deny the pleasure she had given her and deny the sensual breasts that he put his hands all over. That body, that body was made for sin and for assassination.

Elektra turned out to be a master of mouth, and thankfully she was here to have sinful fun, and not slice Peter's throat open. The intelligent hero thanked himself for this.

He groped her breasts and milked them alongside of his thrusts. Try as he might to slow down, Spider-Man raced ever so closer to the finish line.

"Do it," Elektra said.

Finally, Spider-Man lost himself and came inside of Elektra's ass. The orgasm was at least twice as intense as the one she milked out of him earlier. Spider-Man hung on, working her ass over.

The sheer force of him shooting his seed into her ass made Elektra climax extremely hard. It did not hurt that Spider-Man jammed three fingers into her and allowed her to grind all over them. It took everything to remain upright.

The second Spider-Man finished in her, Elektra collapsed to her knees on the shower floor. She breathed heavily, the water splashing off of her sexy body. She did not, could not think straight. Elektra rubbed her raw ass, thinking about everything happened.

So good.

"Are you okay?"

Peter helped her off of the shower floor and Elektra wrapped her arms around him. She launched herself at his body, kissing him. She pulled back from him and kissed down his shoulders, his chest, and moved down briefly to worship his abs.

She stopped short of kissing his cock. Instead, she picked up the bottle of soap and sprayed it all over her breasts. The wet soapy breasts took Peter between them and started to rub his cock, cleaning it up after being in her ass for so long.

"Elektra!" Peter groaned.

It rose up again, and Elektra smiled, kissing the tip of his head. The sex drive of the Spider made her wet, and made her wonder what other fun they can get up today.

Two perfect breasts lathered Peter's body with soap, to get him clean enough so he could get dirty again. Both of them dripped wet, and Elektra placed her hand on his inner thigh before rising up. She kissed him, while feeling up his organ.

The stimulation and the rise of his prize organ caused Elektra to smile. They both closed in to continue the dance. Elektra wrapped her legs around Peter, and pushed him into the shower wall.

Good thing, he could stick to walls. And now, she was going to show just how sticky she could be. Elektra lowered herself down onto him, this time taking his swollen member inside of her tight pusy.

The water bill would be murder with how much time they spent in the shower. But, oh would it be ever so worth it, especially to fuck a hot piece of ass like Elektra.

She eyed him, and it was obvious to Peter her intentions were to milk him until he had empty balls and a sore cock, that would not rise up.

For Elektra's sake, Peter hoped that the stunning Greek assassin did not have any plans. Because, it would be a long weekend if that was her intention.

End.