Cries of Content(Melissa Gold/Songbird)

Melissa Gold took a deep breath and sat down on the bench. Currently known as Songbird, formerly known as Screaming Mimi, but now she just felt like a right fool for what she did. Everything appeared to go right at least at first. Then pretty much everything went south, and Melissa could have slapped herself numerous times. Why did she not seeing this coming? How could she have been so blissfully naïve? Hell, how could have everyone been so blissfully naïve?

It was over now, at least, and she had to live with the aftermath of the event. Every single consequence hit her full on. Melissa took a deep breath and looked out towards the window, wondering what would take place next. All she could do was sigh and wait for something to happen.

"I'd ask you if you're okay, but I know better."

Melissa stood up and saw a very friendly face, even if it currently had been covered in a mask. She came face to face with Spider-Man. To be honest, she was both glad he was here, and horrified at the same time he was here. It was a really weird feeling to have.

"Hey," Melissa said. "So, how is everyone doing?"

She almost dreaded asking after the fallout. Spider-Man put a hand on her shoulder which caused Melissa to lightly pull away. He was such a good guy, and she couldn't help but think his sympathy was unwarranted. The web slinger locked eyes onto the woman in question.

"We've had better days," Spider-Man said. "Everyone came out find and more importantly the world didn't end."

The woman known as Songbird closed her eyes. It just seemed like her life had been one misfortune after another to be perfectly honest. The woman's fingers brushed through her hair.

"I know you mean well," Melissa said. "But, at the same time….it's not making me feel better. How could I trust Norman Osborn? How could anyone trust Norman Osborn?"

Finally, they got to the crux of the manner. Spider-Man reached forward and grabbed the top of her hand, lightly squeezing it.

"Norman Osborn is a very shrewd man," Spider-Man informed her. "It's not your fault you got pulled into his games. You weren't the last person who was tricked by him, and the rest of the Thunderbolts…"

"Oh a couple of them willingly followed him," Songbird said. "I thought they would reform."

"Some did," Spider-Man said. "And if you thought there was no chance, you would have given up on them. But you haven't, because you think there's still hope."

Melissa decided to throw all caution to the wind, and throw her arms around Spider-Man's neck. She had been surprised how warm he felt pressed against her body. The woman's smile increased when she pushed closer into his arms. That warm grip around her made her heart race a little bit faster. Melissa tried to push closer towards him.

"Thank you, and I mean that," she said.

"I know you…"

It was an impulse move, but Melissa pulled up his mask and kissed him. He froze for a few seconds, but then, surprisingly, Spider-Man returned the kiss. The emotions, the tensions, of this previous mission were running quite high. Melissa molded in Spider-Man's arms, moaning when the kiss had been enhanced.

The two of them kissed deeper for a second. Melissa pulled away from him.

"Well, Spider-Man, I'm lonely, and you wouldn't want me to be in a vulnerable state tonight, would you?" she asked. "I haven't really thanked you properly for pulling my hind end out of the fire. And it wasn't for the first time either."

Melissa moved closer towards him and she moved closer towards his ear.

"And it won't be the last time, either would it?"

"Your words of thanks are more than enough," Spider-Man said. "Not that the kiss wasn't appreciated, it was very nice."

"Oh, thank you again," Songbird said. "You're just full of compliments, and I think I should compliment you by really thanking you. The old saying goes, actions speak louder than words. And I think you know of a few actions which will speak loudly."

Songbird held onto Spider-Man's shoulders and guided him into the door. The two of them deepened the kiss with each other. Out of respect, Songbird kept the mask on. She tugged at the rest of his pants, and slowly ran her hands down his thighs. She reached between Spider-Man's legs and gave him a firm cup of his crotch. Melissa could feel is hardening pole growing even more in prominence between her fingers.

"Oh, I think you're ready for me, aren't you, honey?" she asked. "I can't wait to taste this."

It wouldn't be the first woman who offered to thank Spider-Man in such away, but Peter thought she was an extremely persistent one. She had his throbbing cock out and touched it onto her moist lips. Songbird's tongue danced around the tip of his head and kept swirling about the edge of his cock. Several inches of Peter's length pushed deep inside of Melissa's warm mouth and sucked him extremely hard.

"Mmm, it feels so good."

Melissa endeavored to show Spider-Man what she could really do with her throat. Her hands grabbed him tight and she pushed his length into her throat. Her mouth expanded to beg more of his girth into her mouth.

Every pass of her warm mouth wrapped around his tool made Peter size up in tension. His hands threatened through her multi-colored hair, red with whitish-blonde streaks. He slowly pushed deep inside of her. Those wide expressive eyes burned with a combination of mischief and lust.

Songbird indulged in Spider-Man's cock for a few more minutes and then rose to her feet. She undid the clasp of her costume and slowly allowed it to drop down to the ground.

The vision of unrestrained beauty had been put before Spider-Man. Round breasts, the perfect waist to hip ratio, a smooth pussy, and long juicy legs awaited for him. Every single inch of Songbird's body had been exposed. She swayed her hips when going closer towards him.

"I know what you want, Spidey," she breathed. "It's the thing I want as well. That slut Moonstone moans about you webbing her down in her sleep and taking her with your big, throbbing cock."

She couldn't help, but smile at getting the better of Karla. She made her bed, unfortunately, she wasn't going to lie with Spider-Man in it. Thankfully though, Melissa was going to. Her wet pussy rubbed against Peter, her legs tightening the grip around him.

Peter held onto Melissa's waist and slowly pushed her towards his throbbing manhood. The beautiful ex-criminal brushed her womanhood against his throbbing manhood. Her legs slowly tightened around Peter's thick tool and rubbed against him.

"Take me, right there," Peter breathed.

Songbird's wet walls slowly caressed Spider-Man's manhood. She was going to take him between her thighs, hard and fast as she wanted to. She bit down on her lip when trying to keep the length from overhwhelming her. Those light touches of the web slinger's sticky fingers made her lift her hips up before dropping down onto his hard cock.

It might be only a one time thing, although Songbird hoped not. She threw her head back and gave a light cry when coming down onto them.

"Oh, I can't believe it," Spider-Man groaned.

"Open your eyes, honey," Songbird breathed. "It's not a dream, this is real, very real."

At least she hoped it was real, this would be the kind of thing which would normally cause her to wake up with sticky sheets. The woman's breathing pushed her thighs deep down onto him. She rode down onto Spider-Man's mighty rod. She submerged it between her thick thighs.

Pleasure surrounded Spider-Man when he could feel this beautiful woman drive herself down at him. It would be a wasted opportunity if he just sat here and gawked at her body, when he could touch, when he could taste, when he could feel. When he could take every single inch of her body in his hands and squeeze those round, juicy, bouncing tits. Boy, they looked pretty succulent.

Songbird's mouth hung open and she moaned. Spider-Man lightly caressed her breasts. She hoped he touched them more.

"Don't just treat them like glass," Songbird said. "Please, pull on my nipples. Squeeze them hard. Twist them! Make them yours, Spider-Man!"

Songbird begged him for more and she received even more. His hard cock pushed between her smoldering walls. Songbird bounced up and down on Spider-Man's length, taking as much of him inside of her as her tight pussy could sustain. He stretched her out something fierce.

The more Spider-Man cupped her breasts and gave them a nice, firm squeeze, the more her thighs slid all the way down the base of his cock. It was something Spider-Man kept him mind the further she pushed down onto his rod. His balls connected with her warm thighs when she pushed up and dropped down with repeated actions. Her heart sped up when dropping down onto him.

"That's it, right there!" Songbird yelled. "Really give it to me!" Harder, harder, harder!"

Spider-Man realized she had been trying to shut out the pain of what happened today. Who was he to stop her? They could deal with what happened today after the healing. Spider-Man allowed her to bury his sorrows, about as deep as he buried his cock in her.

Several minutes passed, stretching even further down the clock. He could see Songbird lose a little bit of her fever. Spider-Man tried to lift her up and drop her down onto his cock. This action was only a momentary reprise. Her thighs were getting a bit tired, and her legs buckled out from underneath her.

Despite the tired nature of her actions, Songbird hated when his cock had been pulled out of her. She realized what he wanted, and did what he asked, without telling. The beautiful woman got on her hands and knees, and her thighs opened very invitingly.

Spider-Man clung to her back, and showed how his hands stuck to surfaces well beyond the walls he was normally known to crawl. Songbird spread her legs and showed the web head exactly where she wanted the cock. He pushed down her back and grabbed her ass, giving it a squeeze.

"I'm going to die here," Songbird begged him.

"Well, we wouldn't want that, would we?"

Spider-Man aimed his heat seeking missile of a rod between Songbird's thighs and stuck the landing. He slipped his length in between her legs. She stretched down around him and then sprung back around him. Spider-Man held onto Songbird's ass and brought his cock inside of her body.

The feeling of his hard cock entering her tight body caused Songbird to sing a lovely tune. His manhood struck the body. Melissa Gold's mind went completely insane every single time Spider-Man connected with her tightening loins. The web slinger took his hard cock inside of her and pulled all the way out of her.

Spider-Man figured she would be a screamer, but here, he had no idea. He indulged in her beautiful, curvy, body. Every single inch stuck to his fingers at one point or another. Peter pushed his hard cock inside of her body and spread her thighs out. He pulled almost all the way out and pushed his thick manhood inside of her. Several more pumps stretched her pussy completely out.

"Getting close, aren't you?" Peter asked her.

"Mmm, yes," Melissa breathed. "How about you?"

"Well, this is worth holding back a little bit for."

She sighed, and her body shuddered. Spider-Man's stamina made her wonder if this was the reason why he was sought out by so many women. Not, that she gossiped about the various sexual prowess of superheroes and superheroines. Okay, maybe she had her thoughts, but that was neither her nor there.

What was here, on the other hand, was her orgasm. The web slinger pushed into her body. He found a way to pleasure every inch of her body. The end game resulted in Melissa's nipples being squeezed between his fingers. Spider-Man rammed himself deep into her depths.

Now, Melissa came harder, and Spider-Man ensured he rode that orgasm out all of the way. The web slinger switched his tactics and lightly ran his fingers down her nipples. He slowly rubbed those nipples and made her scream out in pleasure.

"So, close, but so far," Spider-Man said.

Her thighs spread deeper to allow him more coverage. Boy, Songbird thought he struck a high note, feeling his balls slapping against her thighs. Spider-Man held onto her and squeezed her ass when shoving more of his engorged prick. Every single inch of her warm thighs squeezed against him and made him feel really good. The web slinger picked up the pace and shoved as much cock as he could get inside of her body.

Songbird's eyes glazed over, heart beating even faster. Spider-Man caressed the curves of her body and made her very excited. He could go for a long time and that was a great quality to have. The web slinger sped up and kept slamming deep inside of her body.

"Yes," Songbird yelled. "Yes!"

Oh, god, she came again and Songbird thought her entire body was on fire. The fire in Spider-Man most certainly was not put out. He kept riding her orgasm. This made her feel even better than should be mandated by law. The beautiful woman's thighs gripped onto him tightly and tried to coax his seed out of her.

Spider-Man held out, but every time he entered this warm wonderland of moisture, it made him want to bust his nuts inside of her. The web slinger tried to hold back as much as he could. It was very hard to hold back from the pleasure. The web slinger shoved his hard cock inside of her warm body.

"Now, I'm getting close, do you want me to….."

"No, don't hold back," Songbird said. "I want to see this though ,to the end."

Her body tensed up around Spider-Man's probing hard cock. He shoved deep inside of her loins. The orgasm exploded deep around his cock and just made him push even further. The feeling of those hard, throbbing balls, ready to cum, were about ready to spill inside of her body.

Spider-Man grabbed onto her ample ass and slammed deep inside of her tight body. His thick cock spread her thighs and jammed deep inside of her thighs. His balls ached and they were about ready to explode. Cum slowly started to trickle when the pleasure churned up. Then an explosion of pleasure blasted through Spider-Man's loins and he connected with her.

The shared orgasm from both of the lovers accelerated the pleasure. Spider-Man slid into her body and hammered inside. Her loins squeezed Spider-Man's hard cock and then took every single blast of cum inside of her body.

Songbird collapsed onto the bed, the shared force from their orgasms having really worked them over. The very second Spider-Man pulled himself from Songbird, she rolled over onto the bed, legs spread. The beautiful sight of this woman laying on the bed, legs spread caused it very hard to keep control.

"Tonight isn't over," Songbird said. "Lie down, and you never know, we could have some more fun."

It had been a long time since she had indulged in something so wonderful. Perhaps there was hope yet. Spider-Man joined her on the bed, and Songbird wrapped her arms around the Spectacular hero, burying her head into his shoulder.

She intended a night of bemoaning most recent actions. Now, there were fewer regrets.

End.