Casting
Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross is played by Liv Tyler Gemma Simmons is played by Elizabeth Henstridge Hope Pym is played by Evangeline Lilly Natasha Romanov is played by Scarlett Johannson Lady Sif is played by Jaimie Alexander Jean Grey is played by Sophie Turner Elizabeth 'Betsy' Braddock is played by Olivia Munn Raven is played by Jennifer Lawrence Peggy Carter is played by Hayley Atwell Maria Hill is played by Cobie Smulders Gamora is played by Zoe Saldana Sersi is played by Gemma Chan Wanda Maximoff is played by Elizabeth Olsen Christine Palmer is played by Rachel McAdams
Chapter 10
2015, Sokovia
Peter fought beside his fellow avengers as they raided the Hydra base controlled by Baron Wolfgang Von Strucker. Peter had actually been to this particular base several times to monitor the situation with the fake copy of Loki's scepter and awakening the abilities of the Maximoff twins. Pietro and Wanda were mutants whose x-gene had been awakened by the exposure to the infinity stone. In this case the fake infinity stone had been charged with the energy from the mind stone. Peter was quite excited to meet Wanda. He followed Tony into the Hydra base, the lab in particular.
Peter watched shrunken down until Wanda ghosted into the room using her powers. She moved to put a mental whammy on Tony who was not currently in his suit. Peter grew to full size between Tony and Wanda. Peter telepathically froze Wanda who tried fighting it.
"We are not your enemy Wanda Maximoff," Peter said. "He is. It was a Stark bomb that killed my family," Wanda said through gritted teeth.
"I am very sorry to hear that," Tony said apologetically. "I regret what I sold in the past and am doing my best to make amends."
"We are trying to stop Hydra," Peter said as he released her from his telepathic hold. By this point Peter's pheromones had begun their job. "What is it you want of my brother and I?" Wanda asked.
Wanda had never drank the Hydra punch. Yes they had helped give her powers. But those same powers had helped her see through some of their lies. She had been more interested in revenge on Stark. Standing here now in front of Spider-Man she didn't really care about all of that.
"Nothing. I wouldn't mind getting to know you a little better," Peter said as he allowed his mask to melt back into liquid nanite form revealing his face.
Wanda was surprised at how young Spider-Man appeared. "You're Peter Parker," Wanda realized.
"That would be me," Peter answered. He turned to Tony and said, "I'm going to go have a chat with Wanda and her brother." As if summoned Pietro arrived at Wanda's side. "How about I buy you two lunch," Peter suggested.
Wanda nodded at her brother and the two followed him through a portal.
Xandar "Where are we?" Pietro asked as he stared around in awe.
"This is the planet Xandar," Peter explained. "I thought it would help put in perspective how important that as humans we should band together. Tony Stark and I are helping to build a fleet of spaceships to defend Earth against alien threats. You had a bad experience with the technology that Tony's family sold in the past. He no longer sells it."
"This is amazing," Wanda admitted as they saw different alien species. "Come on. Let's head to a good restaurant that I know," Peter said.
Stark Tower
Wanda found herself amazed at how drastically her life had changed in a single day. She had started her day in Sokovia, had lunch on an alien world light-years from Earth, and now found herself in her own room at Stark Tower. Pietro's room was next to hers. The two of them had
tentatively agreed to be trainee Avengers for the time being. After what they had seen on Xandar the twins wanted to help defend Earth. Wanda also found herself very attracted to a certain spider-themed Avenger. It was to thoughts of him that she stimulated herself before falling asleep.
"You seem to be taking your time seducing this one," Tony said as he entered Peter's lab after Wanda had left. "Damn but if I wasn't a married man."
"Wanda is just starting to defrost towards you now that she is getting to know you. But I doubt she'd ever defrost enough that you could hope to get with her," Peter pointed out.
"Too true. I have to live vicariously through you. What gives? Why aren't you in her pants yet?" Tony asked curiously as he leaned against a lab table next to an experiment Peter was working on.
"Do I want to sleep with Wanda? Hell yes. On a regular basis if she is willing. She's gorgeous and wonderful. But I feel like taking it slow," Peter said with a shrug. "There's no rush. And the anticipation can make it so much better."
Though Peter could definitely tell that Wanda wanted him badly thanks to his pheromones.
"I suppose you do have a harem of women to satisfy any desire you have," Tony teased.
Peter snorted and said, "It isn't a harem...yet."
"I love your ambition," Tony said with a grin. "I just wanted to say thank you again for preventing the Ultron bullshit you shared with me."
Peter had shared with Bruce and Tony one of his "visions" of possible futures. He basically had used his neural link to share the events of the Avengers: Age of Ultron movie with them edited slightly more to match that universe.
"There's no need to thank me. The birth of Ultron would have resulted in the Sokovia accords coming about and fighting amongst the Avengers on how to handle them. I hope nothing like that ever gets put in place. It would have also resulted in the death of Wanda's brother. She doesn't need that additional trauma," Peter explained.
Peter thought there really was no reason to bring Vision to life. Vision and Wanda had been some weird romantic item in the MCU. But Peter had every intention of Wanda being with him. And Vision hadn't lived long before Thanos had ripped out the mind stone. Peter had no intention of giving up the mind stone.
"Wanda is scary powerful. I can't imagine another trauma like her brother dying would be good for her," Tony agreed. "Will you ever tell her that her brother would have died soon if you hadn't changed things?"
"What, so I can get some thank you sex?" Peter asked. "Yeah," Tony replied. "It isn't necessary," Peter said with a shrug.
Outside Peter's Lab
Wanda allowed her powers to dissipate the trick she had used to listen in on the conversation between Stark and Peter. She didn't realize Peter had been able to detect what she was doing. She was very interested to hear what Peter thought about her. She had barely held back from jumping his bones a few times already. She agreed that the anticipation was really ramping her up. She would admit to being curious about the comments of a harem. She had heard rumors that Spider-Man got around sexually. She strongly suspected he was sleeping with at least Natasha. The idea of sharing a man was such a strange concept. But she hadn't even thought she would have a man anytime soon with how she had been living at a Hydra base up until recently. The mention of Ultron and Pietro's death was startling. She knew about Peter's ability to see things that no one else could. She left the area outside Peter's lab a lot more thoughtful than before.
Peter Parker's Lab
Peter was in the lab by himself. On his hand was the version of the infinity gauntlet made out of nanites as seen in the Avengers Endgame movie where Tony Stark had died. It may not be as good of quality for this purpose as the dwarf forged gauntlet Thanos used. But it was good enough.
A fun fact about the infinity stones that was not revealed in the MCU was that you did not need all six to effect some change in the universe. Peter had discovered that having 4 of the 6 like he did meant he could still do some pretty amazing things. He just couldn't do really massive tasks. If he didn't have the juice to do what was needed then that task would simply fail.
"Here's to hoping this works," Peter said while focusing on what he wanted to do.
Peter snapped his fingers and felt a massive amount of energy surge through him. Peter didn't feel any different. But it was time to test it out.
1945 "Good morning beautiful," Peter greeted Peggy as she woke up.
Peggy rolled over to see her husband wide awake and smiling at her. Even after several years of marriage she never tired of waking up next to him.
"Good morning," Peggy said as she crawled over and snuggled up to him. "I have something important I want to tell you," Peter said. Peter looked up at him and asked, "What is it?"
Peter was nervous even though he didn't show it. He was preparing to telepathically erase this conversation from Peggy's mind if it didn't go well. He wouldn't like doing it. But he would do it.
"I am currently sleeping with a dozen different women including you and plan to add more to that number in the future," Peter revealed.
Peter looked for any sign of surprise on Peggy's face and found none.
"You act like that should be a big surprise," Peggy said. "Maybe for other men it would be. But you're you. I would love to meet them at some point," She added.
Peter felt the tension flow out of him. It had worked. He wouldn't need to telepathically alter Peggy's memories. What Peter had done was use the four infinity stones to alter himself. It would seem natural to any woman who was romantically or sexually involved with Peter to share him with other women. Peggy and all the other ladies would see nothing wrong with it. They wouldn't even mind in the least sharing a bed with Peter and these other women. It didn't make any of them who weren't already bisexual, into women. Peter knew there wasn't a lot of difference between using the infinity stones and his telepathy to make it alright for him to have multiple women in the eyes of his ladies. But to him it felt far less intrusive to do it this way. And others outside their relationship wouldn't comment too much if at all on the sharing thanks to the stones. By making the effect something that happened when Peter met other people on an individual basis this effect required less power to carry out.
If people who had never met Peter learned about his multi-partner relationship they would probably still think it very strange. For example, if his relationship was revealed on TV many would probably think it strange. But he figured they would just chalk it up to him essentially being a superstar.
"I would like that," Peter said before kissing Peggy. The two of them cuddled for some time before getting out of bed.
New York
"I'm really glad you asked me out on a date," Wanda told Peter as they sat across from one another at a very romantic restaurant Peter liked a lot.
"I'm glad you said yes," Peter said as he reached out and took her hand across the table while they waited for their food to be brought.
For Peter it was so freeing not to have to worry about keeping his lovers as only friends with benefits. He had told all of his lovers about the other ladies he was sleeping with. They were all perfectly fine with it. He had even been slowly introducing them to one another. Their level of comfort with one another took a little getting used to. But that was because he was socially conditioned to the idea that women would not in general share a man.
"So now that you are in America what do you like to do for fun?" Peter asked.
"I've always liked reading," Wanda said. "But I would like to get out and see more things to know what there is to do."
"Well there is an invitation if I've ever heard one. Would you like me to show you around America? We could do it on more dates," Peter suggested.
"I would love that," Wanda agreed.
The two fell into easy conversation interspersed with periods of comfortable silence as they ate dinner and then went dancing.
Paris
"You can tell me what you're really feeling," Peter told Natasha.
Peter had noticed Natasha was struggling to find the right words to say.
"After being friends with benefits for so long I've been a little worried that we won't be able to transition to something more," Nat admitted. "Is that ok to admit?"
"It's ok to admit anything to me," Peter said. "I'll admit I had similar worries. But here's the thing. You're already in love with me. I'm already in love with you."
"You are?" Nat asked surprised.
"I am. Even if I've never said it. And I know you are. When we've been intimate and I telepathically shared our pleasure with one another there was some bleed over. Without having telepathy you weren't able to keep your feelings on the matter out of your sexual pleasure," Peter explained.
"I love you Peter," Nat said. "It feels good to say it," She added with a grin.
"I love you too Nat," Peter replied.
He leaned over the small table between them and kissed her. She returned it.
When they broke apart Nat said, "Well that certainly takes a lot of pressure off."
"I think it is time we start sleeping over at one another's place," Peter suggested.
"Why Mr. Parker, are you assuming you are going to get lucky tonight?" Nat said teasingly.
"I just meant the next time we had sex," Peter replied with a smirk. "You're the one whose mind went there."
"Like you weren't thinking of it," Nat answered back. "No comment," Peter answered.
The two long time lovers continued to banter throughout dinner and the rest of their date. Nat did end up sleeping over at Peter's place.
Wanda Maximoff's Quarters, Stark Tower
Warning Begin Smut Scene
Wanda Maximoff in all her naked glory was on her hands and knees in her bed. Crouched behind her stuffing her juicy cunt with his cock was Peter Parker. Wanda let out an approving moan as a particularly deep thrust of Peter's prick hit just the right spots inside her cunny. He had been driving into her for some time and Wanda simply couldn't get enough of it. Telepathically she felt his sensations too. His dick loved being buried in her pussy. She squeezed her kegel muscles around his length in a repeated grip which felt amazing. He thrust through her resistance, his greater strength proving superior to her grip. His hands held her hips as he gazed hungrily at her body. He had cast some kind of spell which caused a mirror like surface to open in front of them. Through this surface Wanda could see different parts of their bodies from angles they couldn't see. Wanda watched as his thick looking dick stuffed into her widely stretched cunt. He looked too big to fit in her body. But she happily took his dicking never wanting it to stop.
"Nice and slow," Peter said quietly. "We're going to enjoy this."
Peter slowly thrust in and out of Wanda's quim trying to draw out their fucking for as long as possible. He felt both of their orgasms gradually building, using his telepathy and bioelectric energy to take Wanda right up to the edge of orgasm before drawing her back. She looked absolutely gorgeous naked, slightly sweaty, and impaled on his dick. He loved being balls deep in Wanda Maximoff and she felt the same about having him balls deep inside of her. The friction of her slick walls sliding back and forth along his length was delicious. The idea that this gorgeous creature happily wanted him to slide his prick to and from her tight pussy was intensely erotic. The smack-smack-smack of his groin impacting her rump was not very loud at this point with the pace he was setting. Peter ran his hands from her hips up over Wanda's back, feeling her smooth flesh beneath his fingers. His right hand touched the back of her neck and shoulders, exploring. Wanda turned her head to press her cheek against his hand as it brushed on past. Then abruptly she pulled forward and off of him. He wasn't left long to wonder why because she spun and slurped his cock into her mouth. Wanda's eyes met his as she cleaned her juices off his prick, her gaze smoldering. She knew because of his telepathy just how good her mouth felt on his dick. Wanda spent a few minutes sucking his dick before her mouth came off with a pop.
"I've gotta have this dick back inside. It feels so good stuffing my cunt," Wanda purred.
Wanda watched as Peter sat down on the edge of the bed. She felt herself being picked up telekinetically until she was hovering before him, her legs spread. Peter's mouth found her gash. He licked her for a few minutes much to her delight until he telekinetically lowered her. Wanda gasped as she was impaled upon his dick. Her knees were on either side of his hips. She looked into his eyes as he drank in her beauty. It felt wonderful to be so desired. His hands gripped her hips. She had better control of the pace with this position. She rocked her hips back and forth, dragging her cunny off of him only to repeatedly impale herself down upon his hard shaft. It felt amazing. His mouth captured her left nipple and suckled. She clutched him to her breast. The two remained locked like that with the only sound being her juicy sleeve moving around his hard length and the backs of her thighs and rump hitting the tops of his as she came down on him. The mirrored surface now showed where they were joined from behind. She watched his shaft spear into her gash, her juicy cunt lips clinging to him as he came out of her. She was made to take his dick. The thought flashed through her mind and she couldn't tell if it came from her or him. It looked so right and so sexy for her to be impaled on his shaft where she belonged. Visions of her sitting on his dick or taking his dick from all different positions filled her mind. There was even an image of her heavily pregnant being taken doggy style. That sent a surge of pleasure through Wanda's pussy like no other.
"You want to be pregnant," Peter said knowingly. "Yes," Wanda hissed.
Peter's hands came off Wanda's hips. He leaned back on the bed to give himself a bit of room. Then he worked a spell using his sorcerer abilities. Wanda suddenly knew he had just done something to negate her birth control. The knowledge came into her mind. She began to rock
her hips faster, imagining being pregnant with his child. She was on a mission to extract his seed. Wanda lost herself to the sensation of rocking back and forth on Peter's hard prick. It touched wonderful places inside of her, stimulating her g-spot particularly well. His bioelectric powers were ramping her up towards what promised to be a powerful orgasm. She wasn't sure how long she bounced on his prick. But she noticed how incredibly sensitive his prick had become. Each plunge of her pussy onto his shaft sent a surge of sensation most intense on his frenum. It felt amazing. The knowledge that he was likely about to impregnate her, to breed her, was just as erotic to him as it was to her. She felt his pride that she was choosing him to reproduce with. To him her choosing him to breed her was the biggest compliment she could have paid him. Wanda gasped in surprise as she was suddenly flipped onto her back. Peter was above her then pounding into her. His thrusts were deep and hard and she loved it.
"Fuck yes," Wanda cried out. "Impregnate me. Inject me with your hot load deep in my pussy."
It was as if Wanda had a roadmap of what to say to turn him on.
"You'll have my twins, a boy and a girl," Peter said confidently.
A recent bit of discovered alien technology had allowed Peter to use his nanites to determine how many children his mates would have for him and even the sexes.
"Oh fuck yes please," Wanda gasped out.
His hips were a blur as he carved out her soft insides. Wanda's pussy was incredibly juicy at this point. She was ready to receive his seed. This is what she was made for, to be fucked and bred by the gorgeous man on top of her. Wanda began cumming as his bioelectric powers surged.
"Oh...oh God," Wanda cried out as her orgasm more intense than anything she had experienced before hit her cunt. Her kegel muscles clamped down on Peter hard. But his strength allowed him to keep thrusting through her resistance. Peter gave her half a dozen quick pumps and then he buried his prick in her cumming quim. Peter's seed began spurting into Wanda's smoldering sex in surge after surge of hot cream. Wanda thrashed beneath him, ecstasy and euphoria surging through her body and brain starting in her pussy and flowing everywhere. Her toes curled. She experienced his release as well as hers. He couldn't get enough of injecting his seed into her. Their orgasm fed off of one another. Only Peter's telepathy kept Wanda conscious. It was a close thing.
Slowly some time later the two lovers had gradually come down from their release. Peter remained semi-hard buried inside of her.
"Most amazing sex ever," Wanda whispered. Peter simply kissed her lovingly. The two lovers cuddled with no words needed. End Smut Scene
"Why didn't you tell me," Hope said as she entered the small Italian restaurant Matza's she preferred over the fancier restaurants and joined Peter at his booth.
"Would you care to elaborate?" Peter asked as they sat across from one another.
Hope stared at her long term friend with benefits before saying, "Why didn't you tell me that you were the one who helped my father get my mother back?"
"I didn't want it to influence how you felt about me at the time. Your dad told me he wouldn't tell until I released him from his promise," Peter explained.
"And why did you release him now?" Hope asked.
"Because I felt it was important you got honesty out of me. I'm glad you decided to join me tonight," Peter explained.
"I was intrigued by the invitation. Is this actually a date?" Hope asked.
"It is if you would like it to be?" Peter said.
"Then it is a date," Hope agreed.
"You understand that I am also with other women," Peter pointed out.
"That doesn't bother me," Hope said, the power of the infinity stones' influence on Peter doing its job. "I am more interested in us," She said.
Just then the waiter came to take their order. After the two had ordered they resumed their conversation.
"Congratulations are in order I hear. Congrats are making CEO," Peter said.
"Thanks," Hope said with a beaming smile. "Darren's sudden decision to step down from the company when he was so close to a major breakthrough in his shrinking technology was surprising but not unwelcome."
"Not so surprising when you're a powerful telepath," Peter said. "You made him step down?" Hope asked in surprise. "Yes. And I made him leave behind all of his research," Peter confirmed. "My father was very happy about that. I can't say I am displeased either," Hope admitted.
Peter no longer had to get any shrinking technology through Darren Cross' discoveries. He had already gotten them directly from Hank Pym. The two long time lovers continued to have an enjoyable evening together.
Later
"I had a wonderful time tonight," Hope said as she and Peter walked hand in hand towards the door of her house.
"I did too. I would love to do it again sometime," Peter said.
"So would I," Hope said. As they walked towards her front door she turned and kissed him. "Would you like to come in?"
"No making me wait for three dates?" Peter asked with a raised eyebrow. Their mouths were still fairly close.
"All that would do would be to deny myself a night of fantastic pleasure when we both know you already know every part of me," Hope pointed out.
"I love your brilliance," Peter said with a grin. The two disappeared into her house.
Ross Residence
Peter hovered over the home of Thaddeus and Susan Ross. Betty's mother Susan had died when she was much younger. It was only recently that using time travel and cloning to fake her death in the past that Susan had been returned to this timeline. It was a gift to one of his newest official girlfriends that Peter had brought Susan back. It was only because of Betty that Thaddeus Ross hadn't met with an accident. Instead, Peter hovered over the Ross home telepathically manipulating Thaddeus to discover his backers in the Avenger Accords. The Avenger Accords were replacing the Sokovia Accords from the MCU since the incident in Sokovia hadn't been able to get off the ground.
In this timeline Peter had made sure Wanda hadn't accidentally destroyed a building preventing Brock Rumlow from blowing up Steve. He had also made sure Ultron was never born. So Sokovia hadn't been destroyed. Yet despite all that there was still a push towards the Avengers Accords which were restrictions on the Avengers. The push had just gotten started when Peter came to do his telepathic digging. It was another Hydra cell pushing for the Avenger Accords. It looked like there was another Hydra cell for the Avengers to go after. Ross didn't know it was
Hydra he was working with. He wouldn't stand for that if he knew. But Peter could recognize some of the players from other leads he had gotten. Peter would secretly go to the homes of the supporters of the Avenger Accords in the UN and diffuse their support. Instead he would suggest the bill be altered to give the Avengers better support, not restrict them. He left Betty's parents home to go visit one of his many girlfriends. He so enjoyed no longer having a bunch of friends with benefits but instead many girlfriends or more.
Helmet Zemo was driving down the road heading towards the location he had got on the Winter Soldier's former Hydra handler when suddenly he lost control of his car. He didn't just get distracted or turn the wrong way. The steering wheel and gas pedal moved on their own. Zemo grasped the steering wheel and strained against it with all his might. But the car continued to speed up to 80 miles per hour. He tried the door but found it locked. He had just enough time to see the tree his car swerved towards before he crashed in it. Zemo died instantly at that speed. Nobody ever saw Spider-Man shrunken down floating invisibly above the scene of the crash.
Nat looked up when she heard Peter come in. She and her boyfriend each had separate quarters in Stark Tower now commonly called Avengers Tower by the public. But they had granted one another free access to their living space.
"Hey, how are you?" Nat asked as she quickly picked up on his body language while setting down the book she had been reading.
"I just killed a man in cold blood," Peter admitted. "How are you?" "I'm fine. Sit down and tell me why you killed this man," Nat invited, opening her arms.
Peter sat beside Nat as she slipped her right arm around his waist and laid her head against his left shoulder.
"His name was Helmet Zemo," Peter explained. It only took Peter a few minutes to catch Nat up on what Zemo had intended to do.
"It sounds to me like if Fury had known about him I or one of the other agents would have been tasked with taking him out. I've had my fare share of those missions," Nat said. "Are you feeling guilty?"
"Not too much. Maybe a little," Peter admitted. "Killing is hard no matter how much someone deserves it."
"I know what will make you feel better," Nat said as she removed her arm and began working open his button and zipper. "Sex always makes me feel better."
Peter groaned as Nat began using her mouth for something other than talking. It eventually progressed to more. He had some of the most amazing women in the world in his corner.
Peter invisibly spent a few minutes watching Betty, Gemma, and Hope as the ladies spent time touring a science museum. He had noticed the propensity of his ladies to form groups of close friends with one another. As the most science-oriented the three ladies Peter was watching were growing very close. For obvious reasons Nat, Peggy, and Maria were fast friends as the spies among the group. Peter had moved Peggy forward in time after the infinity stone modification he had made. He watched them for only a short time before leaving them to it. He was just glad they were getting along. They had him in common as well as their love of science.
Betty's Place
"Am I in trouble or something?" Peter asked jokingly as he entered Betty's living room to find Betty, Hope, and Gemma sitting chatting.
"Not at all," Gemma said. "We just would like to know how you are doing it?" "Doing what?" Peter asked as he sat on the couch between Hope and Betty. "You're in multiple places at once," Hope pointed out. "We compared notes," Betty explained.
"I actually have quite a few clone bodies I can control. There is a spell that allows a sorcerer to split the focus of their consciousness. It takes more power to split more times. And using it more than a few hours at a time without a nap is exhausting mentally. But I can use a bit of time travel to take a power nap and get a break so it looks like I don't really need a break," Peter explained.
"Shoot," Betty said. "We were hoping it wasn't something unique to you."
"None of us are sorcerers and being in multiple places at once would be awesome from time to time," Hope pointed out.
"I gave you the AI duplicates," Peter pointed out.
"Yes. That's great for making our lives easier. But you don't exactly get all of the same sensory experiences that it actually being a version of you does," Gemma pointed out.
"Is this something you could work on for us? We'll help you," Betty suggested.
"How would you like being able to have threesomes with two of each of us like twins as often as you wanted," Hope enticed. "Without relying on Raven," She added.
"Alright. You've convinced me. I should be able to embed the spell to a circlet of some sort you can wear on your head. It'll take a bit of practice," Peter said.
"Ladies, I think we should show our appreciation of our man for his agreement," Gemma suggested before kissing him.
The other two ladies kissed him in turn. It quickly escalated from there.
2016
Christine Palmer was walking to work from the coffee shop she liked near the hospital when some asshole bumped into her and knocked her into the street. She had just enough time to realize a car was honking at her and coming towards her when someone pulled her out of the way.
"Thank you," Christine said as she looked up into the handsome and entirely recognizable face of Peter Parker, one of the world's most famous billionaires.
"You're welcome," Peter said. "I'm Peter. Sorry I wasn't able to save your coffee..." "Christine," Christine replied. "It's alright. You saved my life."
"Maybe. At the speed that car was going I doubt your life was in danger unless you were very unfortunate. But it would have hurt," Peter agreed. "Let me buy you a cup of coffee."
"If anything I should be the one buying your coffee," Christine said. "You saved me after all." "How about this. You can buy me coffee tomorrow morning. And then I'll buy you dinner the
next time you get off shift," Peter said. "I assume you work at Metro General." "Yes. I'm an ER doctor there," Christine said. "What time do you usually come for coffee?" Peter asked. "7:30. But I could come at 7," Christine said.
"Perfect. Here is my personal contact info," Peter said as he handed her a card.
Christine felt like she was touching a livewire when his hand met hers. She couldn't tear her eyes away from him.
"I'll see you tomorrow then," Christine said with a smile. "Have a great day," Peter agreed. Christine couldn't get her mind off of the encounter the entire day.
7 AM The Next Morning
Christine walked into the Java Joe's and saw Peter sitting at a table waving her over. He already had two cups of coffee.
"Good morning," Peter greeted.
"Good morning," Christine replied as she accepted her coffee and took a seat. "I assume the staff was able to tell you my favorite?"
"Yes," Peter confirmed. "So tell me about yourself Christine."
Christine found herself having an engaging conversation with Peter. It was surreal talking with someone so famous. He shared just as much about himself as she did. He was so easy to talk to. She did find herself growing more aroused the longer she was in his presence.
"So, I have to ask. Why on Earth did you ask me out? I looked you up. The women you are rumored to date are world famous Avengers, CEOs, and the movers and shakers of the world. I'm just a nobody," Christine said.
"First of all, the media only knows about a few of my girlfriends. I actually have several girlfriends who aren't in the spotlight. Second there is nothing that makes you a nobody," Peter said. "I happen to think you are quite special."
"Girlfriends as in plural?" Christine asked curiously, not outraged by the thought as she might have been with any other man.
With Peter it just seemed natural.
"I currently have strong romantic relationships with thirteen women and there will probably be more in the future. You would have to share me. Is that a problem?" Peter asked.
"Not at all," Christine said. "I was just wondering how you possibly have time for all of that."
"There is a spell which makes it so what I am about to tell you can't be talked about with anyone who doesn't already know. I am Spider-Man," Peter explained causing Christine's eyes to
widen. "I have the ability to control multiple clone bodies at the same time. So I can literally be in multiple places at once."
"Damn," Christine said. "That is handy. So, you're Spider-Man," She said appreciatively. "You're just full of surprises." Her phone buzzed letting her know time was up. "I have to get to work. I would love to discuss this more over dinner."
"I'll text you the details. Dinner at 7:30 PM. I'll pick you up," Peter said. "I would love that," Christine said before bidding him goodbye.
Six Weeks Later
Begin Smut Scene
Peter groaned as Christine slid her lips up and down on his hard cock. She was kneeling in the elevator of Avengers tower. The moment the doors had closed she had dropped to her knees and fished out his prick. At a mental command via his neural link, Peter commanded Jarvis to stop the elevator. Avengers tower had three elevators. So them tying up one wasn't an issue. Christine met his gaze as she worked his dick with her mouth. She was very good at sucking cock. He only let her remain on her knees for a little longer before he got her to her feet.
"That's what I want," Christine hissed as he lifted her up by her butt, spreading her thighs.
Christine's snatch had been super juicy from the moment their date had started tonight. It was like that whenever she was in the presence of her boyfriend. She hadn't bothered with panties and wore a skirt for easier access. That skirt now bunched up around her waist as she grasped his manhood and guided it to her gash. Peter's groan as he sank his dick in her cunny was music to Christine's ears. The moment he penetrated her she felt his mind within hers sharing what he felt.
"Fuck I've got a tight pussy," Christine thought as she felt her own pussy squeezing Peter's dick as if it was her own at the same time she felt his hardness stretching her in all the right ways.
Peter pressed her against the side of the elevator and slowly drew his hips back until only the head was still within her. He met her gaze as he speared back home in her cunny. She gasped encouragingly and he repeated the action. He began to slowly pump his prick to and from her stretched snatch. Christine couldn't get enough of it, squeezing her kegel muscles consciously around his length when he was all the way balls deep inside of her. He moved through her resistance despite her grip and it felt amazing. She kissed him, sucking on his tongue when it delved into her mouth. His bioelectric powers were ramping up her arousal gradually. Her slickness made sure he slid through her depths with just the right amount of friction. When they broke the kiss Peter leaned back and watched where they were connected. She found his spike of arousal when he saw her pussy widely stretched around his girth intoxicating. He loved the
notion that he was spearing deep into her and she was happily taking his dicking. She was very happily taking it. They had only been having sex for the past week. But what a week it had been. Christine lost herself to the repeated thrusting of his hardness, feeling the tip hit her g-spot with each time he buried himself within her.
Peter drank in Christine's beauty. He had lusted after the actress who played her in his old life. Now he was balls deep inside of her as he skewered her against the wall of the elevator. He settled himself in for a nice slow screw. Christine was pinned against the wall lost to the pleasure flowing through her. Each thrust of his shaft into her core sent a surge of bioelectricity enhanced bliss flowing into her body. Remnants of that energy added to the growing tension in her belly which would eventually snap into an orgasm. Peter himself felt his prick growing gradually more sensitive. He felt his bloated testicles bouncing off her ass. He fondled her butt which he held her up by possessively. He would turn her around soon and stare at her fantastic ass. He too lost himself to the sensations in his lower half. He leaned back so he could watch Christine's face, drink in the sight of her as she gave up her cunny over and over. He felt her cunny tightening up and growing wetter as an orgasm approached. Her juices ran down his balls and her asshole as he stirred her insides up, carving out her depths. He met her gaze as her mind bathed in the euphoria filling her body. She was only half mentally cognizant. But it was enough to feel the heat pass between them enhanced by their mental connection. It was a state of intimacy unlike any she had experienced with another person and she loved it.
Christine knew without a shadow of a doubt just how much Peter loved her. They had only been dating for a short time relatively speaking. But the mental intimacy as they fucked made it impossible not to fall in love. He craved her body in a way she hadn't thought possible. He could happily spend all day burying his bone in her body and she would gladly let him. Unfortunately her flesh was weak. She could already feel her pussy racing towards orgasm. She gave into the sensation. She began to gasp and moan rapidly as thrust after thrust rocked into her, touching the deepest parts of her cunt. Christine cried out as ecstasy surged through her snatch. Her insides rippled along Peter's length and he continued to thrust through her pussy's dance. Peter slowly pumped her pussy as she came down from a really good climax.
"I love watching you cum," Peter said before he kissed her. "It's your turn. How do you want me?" Christine asked. "Doggy with your hands on the elevator railing," Peter replied.
Christine stood on shaking legs as he let her down. She was still experiencing tremors from her orgasm. She turned around lifting her skirt up and stuck out her rump, one of her best features. She turned her head and watched Peter as he guided his cock back into her quim from behind. She hissed approvingly as he thrust back inside her juicy sleeve. Peter's hands gripped her hips as he slowly started to fuck her snatch. This was all about him. She would likely cum when he pumped his load into her if past experience was any indicator. But she had already cum. It was his turn. Christine focused on squeezing her kegel muscles around his thrusting hardness when he was buried inside of her. That felt amazing around his shaft. She felt his gaze inspecting her ass. He loved her ass. He also loved watching her juicy gash spreading around his thrusting
prick, her lips clinging to him as he drew out of her. She saw herself through his eyes, felt herself through his body. Her insides gripped around his frenum just right, that sensitive spot just below the head.
"You like that ass baby," Christine cooed. "Play with my ass and when you are ready dump your load inside my juicy pussy. I can't wait to feel you inject your hot cum deep in my cunny."
Peter pulled Christine's body upright by her breasts, pressing her back against his chest. He turned her mouth and claimed it in a heated kiss that saw her sucking on his tongue. They remained lip locked for a bit before she broke the kiss to focus on the pounding her pussy was taking. Peter sped up his thrusts gradually. She kept her bass pressed against his chest because he knew how much she liked it. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he skewered her cunt over and over. She just stood there and took it, happily getting fucked by his thick tool. As Peter's dick became more and more sensitive Christine also felt the tension in her belly growing thanks to her mental connection to him. His pleasure was feeding her pleasure. She knew that when he came inside of her she was going to go off like a firecracker. She lost herself to the pleasure as did he.
"Fuck...fuck," Christine hissed. "Cum inside of me. I want it so bad deep in my pussy baby. Don't stop. You can fuck me harder. I can take it."
Peter increased his pumping of Christine's tight cunt a little more being careful not to use any appreciable amount of his true strength. She gasped and groaned as he carved out her slick sheathe. He happily hilted himself in her core again and again. They both felt as the head of his shaft grew sensitive enough that each stroke into her snatch sent an exponentially increasing feeling of pleasure. They both knew the moment he passed the point of no return. Peter concentrated on holding his lower muscles relaxed as he began sending his hot seed surging into Christine's well-fucked pussy. She cried out as her own orgasm struck with the force of a tidal wave. Christine stood there gripping the elevator rails tightly as her body shuddered and her pussy was pumped full of her man's cream. Unrivaled ecstasy tore through their lower halves. Her pussy milked his spurting shaft. His pleasure flooded through her brain. Christine understood just how good it felt for her man to cum inside of her, to deposit his baby batter into her cunt. The thought that it may just impregnate her turned them both on. This was where he was meant to deposit his load. Her pussy was made to take his seed.
He thrust into her, grinding against his backside as Jarvis reactivated the elevator. They rose up to his floor. When the doors opened Peter wrapped his arm around her waist and flew them over to the couch. He sat down with her still impaled on his cock. She realized he hadn't gone hard in the least.
"I don't think my pussy can take anymore at the moment," Christine admitted reluctantly. She felt him pull out of her, laying her on her side. Then his mouth kissed down her back and found a place no one had ever stuck their tongue in. She gasped and said, "But you're welcome to put your cock there."
Something about Peter just made Christine willing to try new things.
End Smut Scene