While We Wait(Gwen Stacy and Mistress Death)

The white fluffy sheets and the really vibrant bright lights caught Peter Parker off guard. He saw an angelic woman sitting on the end of the bed, and very familiar.

"Gwen?"

Gwen Stacy smiled, dressed in a transparent white nightdress which showed off her curves. Her blonde hair hung freely down past her shoulders, and exposed her beautiful face to Peter. So beautiful it's almost blinded. Gwen crawled over and it took Peter just scant seconds to realize he had been naked on the bed.

"Relax, Pete, I've seen like like this before," Gwen said. "I'm the original Gwen, from your world. Not a clone, not an alternate dimensional duplicate, not an imaginary story, not a hoax, none of those things."

Gwen leaned forward and kissed Peter. Oh damn, Peter knew it was her, by just the taste of her lips. He hooked up with Gwen's alternate counterpart, and while she was lovely, she was different. Gwen's fingers danced down Peter's head and pulled back.

"It's really you," Peter said. "Which means…."

"Not exactly."

A second beautiful woman appeared. Dark haired, nice supple curves, and a very night black nightie which drew Peter's attention to her. Gwen's soft hand rested on Peter's bare thigh and gave him a reassuring squeeze. Those eyes, both haunting and beautiful, traced patterns down Peter's body. Which the mysterious brunette repeated with her hands. Peter leaned in and breathed out.

"I'm Mistress Death, and you are in between the world of the living and the realm of the dead," she said.

"Oh, right, and…."

"You'll come back soon enough," Mistress Death said. "To them, minutes only pass, but to you, you'll be here for much longer."

"I never had a chance to say goodbye," Gwen said. "And now that I've got that chance, well…."

Gwen straddled Peter's lap and kissed him. A hand ran through the silky blonde hair of Peter's deceased love. Although she was alive and well in this world, cut down, very cruely in the prime of her life. Gwen leaned down and put her hand on Peter's cock and stroked it very softly.

"Someone's more than happy to see me," Gwen said. "And you know, I'm not as innocent as you would remember."

"People idolize the dead and wash away the sins of life," Mistress Death said.

"Well, they say dead artists are better," Peter said.

Both Death and Gwen covered Peter's body with kisses. Peter was about ready to get into a threesome with the emobidiment of death, in the form of a beautiful woman, and his long dead girlfriend.

"Gwen, I should have…."

"I know you thought about what you would have done differently," Gwen said. "Let's not worry about that. Let's worry about the short time we have to get acquainted with each other again."

Gwen stroked Peter's manhood, reassuringly. She took Peter into her mouth and deep throated him. Death pulled down her top and revealed a pair of nice breasts. Peter held onto them and sucked on them just as vigorously as Gwen sucked on Peter's cock.

Better not be a Mysterio illusion, or some strange mushroom flavored hallucination gas, or something. Those breasts felt really real and suckable. Peter could not stop sucking them.

Gwen's silky fingers stroked away at Peter's balls. Hitting all of the points of pleasure and rocking his manhood all the way down her throat.

Peter was close to bottoming out inside of Gwen's throat and filling it with his seed. Gwen stared up at him, those encouraging eyes making him want to cum. Death joined Gwen on her knees and sucked Peter's balls. Giving him added stimulation and encouragement.

With groan and a grab on the back of Gwen's blonde locks, Peter slammed deep into Gwen's throat and flooded her mouth with seed. Gwen sucked it down, sucking on his head while Death rubbed Peter's shaft and sucked on his balls.

"As good as I remembered," Gwen said while smacking her legs. "Want to find out if I taste as good as you remembered?"

Gwen, naked from the waist down, offered her pussy up to Peter. Peter would not be able to deny what was out in front of him.

"I think we'll taste that now," Peter said.

Peter's oral skills were just as Gwen remembered them. He flooded her body with pleasure, her mind tingled with lust. Death sucked on Gwen's toes while stroking on Peter's cock and got it nice and hard for the eventual joining.

Of all of the things, Peter never expected this to happen. Peter finished eating her out and making Gwen hard cum.

Gwen's body shook from Peter sucking her dry. The web slinger pulled up and kissed Gwen's lips. Those hands just cupping Gwen's chest and making her cry out for more.

"I missed these," Peter said.

"They missed you," Gwen breathed. "And how about this...did you miss it?"

Gwen pushed her hips up and Peter, sliding into Gwen, stretched her full. Right with Death hovering above them with a smile on her face. She waited her turn, waited for Peter to wear Gwen out with his big cock.

It had been way too long since Gwen felt Peter inside of her body. Those nails digging into Peter's neck, made him groan the faster he shoved into her. Gwen's tight walls milked him and wanted to feel his balls repeatedly and endlessly slap against her.

Death got on her knees and exposed her curvy ass to Peter. She could take on any form possible and this form, caught Peter's eye. Peter leaned in and slid his fingers all the way into Death's body, fingering her repeatedly upon slamming deep into Gwen's pussy and sucking on her breasts.

The two women cried out in pleasure. Peter leaned in, pumping inside of Gwen. He seemed to have more hands than normal and Death just flashed a smile.

"What's the point in being Death if I couldn't bend the rules?" Death asked.

Peter's multiple hands hit several hot spots over their bodies. Six arms, whirling between two lovely women got them breathing and cumming. He jolted forward, from Gwen snugly tightening around him. The perfect fit for his aching manhood.

Gwen closed her eyes and her inner muscles around her man. He buried deep inside and made her pussy flood in pleasure. Gwen's walls tightened and she cried out grabbing ahold of Peter the harder her rode her body. She was feeling it, the end for both of them.

She would hold on just long enough to savor the moment. Savor Peter slamming into her and stretching her out. Making Gwen's entire afterlife flash before her with each push. Each push drove Gwen further and further to the edge of eternal bliss. Gwen grabbed ahold of Peter's arms and pulled him forward, pumping him inside of her. The weight of his balls smacked her and back discharging seed inside of her body.

Gwen took it all in. The warmth of her loins, hugging at him, allowed Peter to drive in. Blasting Gwen's insides with cum, all while pleasuring Death alongside of Gwen. Never a sentence Peter thought his mind would even think in his life, but there you have it.

The second Peter pulled out of Gwen, Death crawled over onto Gwen. The warm embrace of death hit Gwen and deftly licked Gwen's sweaty body from the side of her face, down to her pussy. Peter throbbed at the sight, the view of Death, with her warm lips opening up.

Death smiled and pretty much sat on top of Gwen, facing Peter. Her legs spread, and opened up. Peter's manhood brushed against her stomach and sent a soft cry. Peter leaned in and clutched Death's nice breasts to give them a snug little squeeze. Death and Peter met each other lip to lip, sucking face with each other. Death's tongue massaged the inside of Peter's mouth and lips of a different kind paid tribute to Peter's length.

"Damn, you're good!"

"An eternity of practice," Death said. "Although, I don't get this far with too many people. You really got knocked around...lucky for us, right Gwen?"

Gwen rubbed her pussy. Longing and thirsting for Peter inside of her one more time. Hoping there would be plenty of time to get the chance, to feel Peter's engorged organ inside of her. She squeezed her nipples and took in a deep breath. The glorious feelings erupting through her body only heightened Gwen's lust, desire, and pretty much everything which described what she was feeling.

Peter closed his eyes. Death milked him and her creamy breasts just called for him. Peter leaned in and sucked on them and sent Death's head whipping back. He was causing a living goddess, a goddess of death, to feel lust. The spread of pleasure through her body only increased.

"Fill her," Gwen said.

Gwen shoved a finger inside of her. Thinking about how it would taste to eat Peter's cum from Death's tasty snatch. While Peter bent her over, grabbed her ass, annd fucked her. Gwen's devilish thoughts swam to the surface.

As alluring as a succubus, Gwen taunted Peter. She was on her hands and knees and Peter grabbed ahold of her, pushing his fingers deep inside of her wet pussy from the other end. Gwen peered over her shoulder, a taunting smile. Temptation reached both of them.

Peter used his multiple hands to pleasure both of his partners. They cried out and came, all over his cock and all over his fingers. Death took Peter's hands and drank the nectar Gwen left on them. Her eyes, widened with pleasure, locked onto him.

Another flare erupted from Peter.

"You're fading, but not faded," Death breathed. "Let's do this."

Peter erupted inside of Death and sent the load of seed just spraying inside of her body. The faster he pumped into her, the weaker he felt, but only for a second. Then he got stronger, all of his muscles getting a rub down thanks to Death's body. This ripe, sexual being just teased Peter.

Who would not want to follow her into the next great adventure with a body like that?

The second Peter stopped cumming, Death crawled back from him. A light stroke of his manhood sent in twitching high into the air. Death leaned in and slurped Peter's cock, good and hard, eyes just dancing with lust when she blew Peter masterfully.

Then she turned around, offering Gwen a meal, which Gwen took.

"Think you got one more before you return?" Death asked. "Because, she's wet and ready for you."

Peter noticed and moved over to Gwen to take the plunge.

"One more time for the road?" Peter asked.

Gwen did not put up any arguments. She wanted to savor Peter, not wanting to see him again for at least a good long time. Not because Gwen hated his company, but Peter deserved to live a good long happy life.

And Gwen would have many happy memories to live by, on top of the many she and Peter shared previously.

End.