Turning the Tables(Yrra Cynril/Fatality)

The Star Sapphires were a group of women in the universe who had joined together under the banter of love and compassion. Unfortunately, more than a few of them had a twisted ideal of what love would be. And one of them dove bomb Spider-Man instantly.

To be fair, it was not her fault. Carol Ferris, the resident Star Sapphire representative of Earth, explained there had been an affliction which had spread to their many female members. They had been in a constant state of scorned woman, for lack of a better turn, lashing out against anyone who was not under the banter of Star Sapphire.

Yrra Cynril, who would be very aptly named as Fatality if she succeeded in her aim to maim, descended down from the heavens. Spider-Man dodged the attacks which almost came inches from skewering him. The glowing pink blades shot down with increased frequency.

"Can't we talk this over?" Spider-Man asked. "I'm sure we can come to some kind of common ground."

"You will pay for what you've done!" Fatality yelled. "You have trampled on the hearts of many, and now you will suffer the consequences for your crimes against love."

Spider-Man could only begin to guess. The blades which she shot at him, made of pin energy, proved that love could hurt. Spider-Man took in a deep breath and decided to go for a daring move. Worth a shot, could appease the situation if it worked. Could lose Spider-Man his head if he didn't.

Both the one attached to his shoulders and the one beneath his waist.

The web slinger zipped up high into the air and latched onto Fatality. He sent her crashing down to the ground with a sickening impact which rocked her body. Fatality struggled underneath the grip of Spider-Man. The web slinger performed a move which even caused the love scorned woman great pause.

He kissed her, firmly and aggressively on the lips. Fatality breathed in heavily from Spider-Man's tongue assault, driving her completely and blissfully mad with this tongue on tongue action. She grabbed the back of Spider-Man's head and deepened the kiss even more aggressively.

Fatality and Spider-Man entered the most passionate liplock possible, and things just heated up from there. Fatality's fingers brushed against the back of Spider-Man's head as she edged a skilled tongue down his throat and made the loudest pop possible.

"This is what I need from you. This is how you pay for your crimes."

Yrra's breasts already popped out of her outfit. Spider-Man helped them out and sucked on the dark-skinned globes in front of them. Those dark nipples stuck up and the Star Sapphire moaned as she writhed underneath Spider-Man's intense ministrations.

"That's right, why kill when you can love?"

That tentative statement from Spider-Man brought a smile from Yrra. She pulled Spider-Man's pants down and revealed a throbbing cock out. Yrra's lips eased onto Spider-Man's prick and drove all the way down her throat. Oh, Yrra just smacked her lips down hard and inhaled the web slinger deep into her throat. Yrra's fingers brushed up against Spider-Man and sucked his thick cock even louder.

Oh, she gained some momentum with the blowjob. Those fat balls pushed into Yrra's hand and she squeezed them. They were full of promise and cum. Yrra deep-throated her hero.

At least, she was not trying to take his head off. Spider-Man would take receiving head to losing one any day. Yrra moved in like a sex-starved woman and pleasured his rod. Yrra's skilled fingers edged against Spider-Man's swollen testicles and she teased him for the next several minutes.

Spider-Man tried not to erupt in her mouth with a premature release. Despite his attempts to hold back, Yrra managed to bottom out onto his cock. Her lips pressed down on him, very aggressively slurping his manhood. Oh, the loud sounds she made echoed across the room. Yrra leaned in towards him to bottom out on his cock. The throbbing piece of meat shoved even further into her mouth.

Fatality proved to be very skillful in coaxing a release. Spider-Man bottomed out and breathed into her ear.

"Here it comes. I hope you're ready."

Oh, the explosion of fresh cream finally got Yrra's mind back in properly. The feeling of all of Spider-Man's love just pouring down her throat in one sticky, heavenly helping of batter made her squirt all over the ground.

Yrra climbed up and stripped off the rest of her outfit. She left the boots on, a wise choice given Spider-Man could not take his eyes off the legs.

"You're a beautiful woman," Spider-Man said.

"Thank you And you're hard again. You can put your cock anywhere you want."

Spider-Man wrapped his arms around Yrra from behind. He pulled her in tight and planted numerous kisses down onto the back of her neck. His tongue edged deeper against the side of Yrra's neck and she moaned very hard as Spider-Man pinched her nipple. She bucked her hips up and Yrra just breathed in from Spider-Man's skilled fingers worked into her pussy and made her ooze all over the place.

A chuckle escaped from Spider-Man. He just had to think about this situation. A few minutes ago, Fatality was trying to live up to her name. And now Spider-Man had this gorgeous vixen bent over and about ready to push his throbbing hard cock into her from behind.

Yrra let out a cry of pleasure the second Spider-Man entered her. Oh, he was amazingly thick and felt good just buried inside of her from behind. Her walls tightened around him.

"So tight," Spider-Man said. "Looks like I came around at the right time."

"Looks like you did," Yrra said. "My apologies for the...near beheading."

Not a statement Spider-Man ever expected to hear when he brought a woman into the throes of passion. But there you go. Spider-Man pumped his thick organ deep into Fatality and rocked her forward. The woman's breasts bounced with each movement.

Spider-Man turned her and allowed Fatality to ride his lap. She wrapped her legs around him and Spider-Man's mouth lowered down to suck on her tits. The web slinger just drove his hand down onto Yrra's nipple and squeezed it hard. She clenched down onto him and released Spider-Man.

"So close," Yrra said.

Spider-Man knew all of the tricks to get a woman over the top. He noticed her legs were sensitive so Spider-Man played that up by touching her all over the place. Yrra's insides clamped down tight around Spider-Man and vigorously milked him with multiple thrusts. Oh, yes, Yrra could barely hold herself to pieces. Spider-Man had her, and now he was going to vigorously fuck her in every way imaginable.

"OOOH!" Yrra moaned out. "YES!"

Fuck, Spider-Man could hardly do anything more than thrust his big cock into her. She was taking him to the most wonderful places. And soon, she would take him to the end. Of course, Spider-Man kept at it. The web slinger wanted to make sure their ends came at the same time.

In perfect synergy, Yrra's walls wrapped around him so hard. She squeezed down and tried to milk his prick. Spider-Man picked up the pace and rocked his hips repeatedly into her body. Yrra squeezed down onto him tightly and milked his gigantic prick with each thrust.

"Oooh, yes," Yrra breathed heavily. "Keep it up. Don't you dare stop with me!"

Yrra edged closer and Spider-Man's balls twitched. He sped up to get her through another orgasm. Fatality's bouncing breasts smacked him in the face about as vigorously as her thighs.

"You're an amazing woman," Spider-Man grunted. "I'm close now."

Yrra just broke out in a smile. That was some good news. She clamped down hard onto Spider-Man and milked his tool vigorously. The web slinger slid into her, with a force which made her body ripple in delight. Yrra squeezed him.

One more push and Spider-Man would lose it. He pumped his load inside of Yrra's body. Yrra clutched down onto him and let her body just go wild with pleasure.

Spider-Man saw white as he pumped his batter inside of Yrra. Any hint of rage was gone and she collapsed against him with a deep breath.

The mutual release sent Spider-Man's cum splashing into Yrra's inside. She rode him until every last drop splashed into her body. Yrra collapsed onto his chest and breathed heavily.

Another one down. Of course, if Carol Ferris's assessment was correct, there was still work to be done.

Thankfully, Spider-Man had the ability to quickly recharge.

End