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Mary Jane

By: Darien Angst



The first real sexual experience of my life began not long after I had turned eighteen. My partner in crime was my sister, Mary Jane. I should explain myself. MJ is only my half-sister. She's almost three years older than I am, being the product of my father and a woman other than my mother, whom he had been married to for the first two years of Mary Jane's life. 

Mary Jane is what the less gentlemanly might call "a real looker." She is about 5'9" and slightly slim for her size, with pale skin lightly dusted with freckles, natural red hair that curls its way about halfway down her back, and the most alluring blue eyes you've ever seen. Mary Jane is not an athlete by any stretch of the imagination, but she does some small amount of daily exercising to keep in shape. She's also strictly a vegetarian, something that is admirable diet-wise, but also an ideal that I do not personally follow. MJ is not, almost surprisingly, a very outgoing person. She has a few friends that I know, but for the most part she keeps to herself in her room and rarely goes out.

This, as it turned out, was a very good thing for me. You see, ever since I was young, Mary Jane had been the object of most of my sexual desires. I say "most" because I did have a girlfriend for a period of about seven months during which I lost my virginity and got laid on an almost daily basis after the first three months. A seemingly innocent fact helped and encouraged me with my hormone-driven thoughts of my very own sister. MJ and I had bedrooms that were wall to wall with each other. When my sister was younger, my father decided to build shelves for all of her various toys and children's books. 

He made two large ones, one of which was placed on the wall that was in common with mine. He planned the shelves as semi-permanent fixtures and, as such, drilled holes in the wall in order to attach the shelves. Since then, MJ has had the shelves removed. That left eight pretty decent sized holes in my closet wall. They were covered with plaster on her side; apparently my parents didn't think about my side of the wall. At any rate, one of the hole's covering plaster had managed to crack and peel away for the most part, giving me a hole about the size of a dime through which I could see a good portion of my sister's room.

I discovered this fact one evening as I was searching for a particular shirt in the pile of dirty clothes that usually rests in my closet. A framed picture that had been in my closet for as long as I could remember was leaning against the wall. My clothes were, as usual, on the verge of taking it over. Normally I just took some clothes to the laundry room or pulled them away from the picture, but for whatever reason I decided to move the picture to one end of my closet where my clothes wouldn't get in the way. With that, the dime-sized hole was revealed.

I found that I could see most of MJ's room. What I couldn't see was the closet past her bed, the door, and, of course, just about anything on the common wall. I didn't think much of it at first, but after sometime the implications of it began to sink in. After a while, I knew that my sister remained up with her light on for a very long time after mother and father had gone to bed and that she was often still awake when I decided to sleep. I figured that she was probably spending most of her time either online or reading, both of which were her favorite pastimes, and mine as well. I recall quite clearly when the idea of other things began to form in my mind. I was lying in bed, naked, as I usually was when I had decided to sleep, and I was staring at the ceiling, trying to find a reason to masturbate.

My eye wandered to the hole, as it was the only source of minute light in the room aside from the blue digital numbers of my alarm clock. Slipping quietly from my bed, I crept over to the hole and peered into my sister's room. I could see her quite clearly in an evening robe, lying on her bed and reading. I continued watching with anticipation, but I gave up with no small amount of disappointment after three-quarters of an hour. Not to be defeated so easily, I found myself kneeling before the hole nearly every night for the next two weeks. Unfortunately, I never found her doing anything other than reading, writing, or using her computer.

A full three nights after my last attempt at spying on Mary Jane, my parents went out of town. They worked together doing "in the field" research for a scientific corporation, and often left town for days or weeks at a time. They were to be gone for the next four days at least, and they would phone if it would be longer. There was nothing at all unusual about this, and after ordering a pizza for dinner and watching a few movies on TV, I decided to call it a night. I had gotten up early that day, and I was tired. I told MJ good night and went to my room. I read a bit from one of my Sherlock Holmes books. When I was through with that I turned out my light and crawled naked into bed.

As tired as I was, I couldn't seem to get to sleep. I'd been trying unsuccessfully to sleep for about twenty minutes when I heard Mary Jane enter her room, then saw her light go on. I figured she was going to read for a bit as well before sleeping, but nevertheless I slid silently from my bed and crept up to the hole. Peering inside, I could see MJ standing near the foot of her bed, looking into the mirror over her dresser, which I couldn't see. She parted the robe she was wearing and gave a critical look towards her reflection. She sighed then, and shrugged out of the robe, which she tossed to the floor. 

She turned to her left, giving me an inspiring view of her rear end. I could see a trail of freckles along the top of it and further up her back. Her bottom was very shapely, and when she moved just so, I caught a glimpse of her pussy lips. Even though I couldn't see much, I felt myself growing hard as I looked at her. She turned to her right then, giving me a full view of her magnificent breasts. I hadn't ever imagined them to be so lovely. They were large, delicious looking globes, dotted along the tops with freckles. Her nipples were large, the aureoles quite big, and very pink.

She was still looking into the mirror. Her right hand trailed up her stomach and came up to her breasts, and she began to fondle herself, tweaking her nipples to make them hard. Her other hand went down between her legs, to her unshaven sweetness. I heard myself swallow and my heart rate quickened. She didn't seem to notice a thing, though I was sure the beating of my heart would give me away. I took my throbbing member into one hand and began to slowly stroke it as I gazed, entranced, at Mary Jane. She knelt to allow herself to spread her legs easily, slipping two fingers up inside of herself. I almost choked.

A plan sprung into my mind unbidden, but I knew at once that it was what I had to do. I stood up, stretching my legs to keep the sudden blood flow from numbing them. I groped in the dark for a pair of boxers, which I put on immediately. I stood at my door and shut my eyes tightly, trying to think of as many repulsive things as I could. After a few moments, it began to take effect and I felt my manhood no longer standing at attention. I opened my door as quietly as I could and tiptoed to Mary Jane's door. I tried to think of an excuse. Suddenly, I had it: I was just wanting to borrow a book, since I couldn't get to sleep and had run out of anything good to read.

Without giving it a second thought, I turned the knob on the door, which was thankfully unlocked, and pushed it open. I began to speak before I had it fully opened, but all I got out was, "Mary Jane, I . . ." before I merely stared with my mouth agape. I could see her much more clearly than from my spying hole and every detail I saw was a thousand times more enticing than before. She was staring at me with an expression that was half fear, half anger. I had caught her, one hand massaging a breast, the other between her legs. She was obviously searching for something to say.

Before I knew it, my prick had ballooned back to its full seven and a half inches, poking out of the hole in my boxers. Her eyes darted to it and stared, transfixed. We were stuck in that tableau for what seemed an eternity. Without conscious thought, my hand went to my engorged member and I began to stroke it as I stared at her beautiful naked body. Her mouth started to open, but she just licked her lips cautiously and began to masturbate again, fingering herself. Her eyes never met mine.

A full fifteen minutes later I was still standing there, my hand still wrapped around my cock, though unmoving. Mary Jane had continued to finger herself the whole time, alternating hands, squeezing her nipples with whichever hand was not between her legs. She merely stared at my crotch the whole time. As the sixteenth minute began ticking, she squeezed her eyes shut, breathing hard. She bucked up on her hand, thrusting her fingers deeper. She continued to ride her own hand as she opened her eyes to fix them on my cock, and a few moments later she gasped loudly as her entire body shuddered, and I knew she had had an orgasm right in front of me.

After a few more minutes, she seemed to settle down and become consciously aware of what was going on. She started to look embarrassed, looking up into my eyes a few times. Either she couldn't think of anything to say, or couldn't bring herself to say it. So, staring at her still nude form, I began to slowly masturbate in front of her. She'd given me quite a show, hadn't she? My other hand pushed my boxers down to my knees, then cupped my balls as I stroked myself. Mary Jane seemed a bit awed by this, but she didn't seem afraid or embarrassed at all anymore. She scooted closer to me, still on her knees, and reached up to pull my boxers all the way down. I stepped out of them and looked down at her, masturbating.

She looked up at me with a mischievous smile just then. She moved even closer to me and held her breasts up, pushing them under my dick. The feeling of those incredible globes surrounding me like that is indescribable. I bent my knees a bit and placed my hands on her shoulders. I moved up and down slightly, thrusting my cock between her breasts. I looked down, seeing the freckles splashed along the tops of those wondrous spheres of flesh, seeing the pale skin of the breasts themselves, and watching the large pink nipples sliding along my inner thighs as I thrust. Mary Jane wasn't inactive herself. She was moving her breasts with her hands at a pace opposite mine, pushing them down along my shaft as I thrust towards her, and pulling them up along it as I brought it down.

I felt my legs starting to quiver after several minutes, and I guess she must have noticed it, because she smiled up at me again, then tossed her head back and closed her eyes. I groaned loudly and almost fell over as I shot my load all over her face, neck, and breasts. The white gobs of my passion made an absolute mess of her neck and face, and her nose was covered in one particular strand of it. Some of it was caught in her hair, and the last few spurts seemed to all splash on her lips.

I managed to not quite fall to a sitting position in front of her, panting. She had opened her eyes, licked her lips and around her mouth as much as she could, and seemed to savor what I had given to her. She looked down at the trails of cum working down between her breasts, then up at me.

"I never expected that out of you, little brother."

I didn't have a response for that, so I merely sat, marveling at it all. She began to wipe her face clean and she stretched, leaning back against her bed. I stood up then, trying without success to find something to say, taking a few steps backwards towards her door. She stood up too, placing her hands on her hips.

"Don't tell me that's all you've got for me," she said, her eyebrows rising as she half-grinned, half-smirked at me. My mouth worked open and shut a few times, no words issuing forth. She walked to me, wrapping her arms around me, her breasts pushing against my chest. She put her lips against mine as she spoke, softly. "You're not going to leave a girl wanting now, are you?" With that, she led me to the bed and crawled in on top of the covers. "You do know how to satisfy me without that, don't you?" she asked, looking pointedly at my flaccid member.

I knew exactly how to satisfy her. I couldn't believe she was actually asking me, but I sure as hell knew what to do. I loved doing it. I gave my girlfriend oral sex every chance I got when we were going out, and the two of us still engaged in it every now and then. I eagerly moved to the bed, kneeling between my sister's spread legs. I decided to go slowly, so I started by kissing her thighs, working my way closer and closer to her crotch. My hands trailed along behind my kisses, my fingertips lightly brushing the sensitive skin. When I reached the fiery hair between Mary Jane's legs, I was momentarily startled and I gawked at the beauty of it. My girlfriend had been a brunette, and had often shaved herself down there, though I preferred it when she didn't. Her pussy hadn't seemed like anything spectacular, though I wouldn't call it plain either. Mary Jane's, on the other hand, was amazing. The hair was the same uniform color of red, the strip thin at the very bottom and widening as it went up. There wasn't a lot of hair, but it didn't look shaved. I noticed that much of the hair was matted and wet.

After indulging my eyes, I bent my head low and kissed the outer lips of her pussy. She moaned softly, so I kissed them again. When I kissed them the third time, I kept my mouth on them and pushed my tongue out, letting it slide along the lips and working its own way in between them. Mary Jane squirmed a little and moaned, which I took as a good sign. I brought my tongue out to lick the outer lips. Then I used my hands to spread her pussy lips apart, letting my tongue glide in easily. I moved it up and down slowly inside of her, and she groaned her appreciation. I pushed my tongue in further, letting it undulate as it worked its way in. It was about then that MJ's hands found my hair and took a firm grip. I brought one of my hands down to softly stroke the sensitive skin of her thighs, using the shift in weight to angle myself in such a way that my tongue went deeper in her than I thought it would. I stroked her thigh lightly and began to thrust in and out of her cunt with my tongue, and a few minutes later she was screaming, her hands fiercely tangled in my hair as her orgasm forced her whole body to shudder with pleasure.

I continued to slowly lick her as she began to calm down, wiggling my tongue a bit as she continued to squirm before I rose up to meet her eyes.

"God," she panted out, "who taught you to do that so well?"

I chuckled. "Nikki."

She rose to a kneeling position, matching mine. "Come here and give your big sister a kiss."

I obeyed without complaint. The kiss, by the way, was more than sisterly, involving quite a bit of tongue. As we disengaged our mouths, her chest remained pushed against mine, and I could feel her pubic hairs brushing my cock, which I suddenly noticed was becoming more and more attentive to the situation. She rocked back on the balls of her feet a bit then, looking down briefly. She grinned and, with a playful growl that was quite different from the one I had become accustomed to after many long wrestling sessions, pounced me, pinning me down on the bed. She kissed my lips quickly, then my chin, followed by my throat and then down my chest, along my stomach, and finally stopping at my waist as my now completely hard organ bumped against her neck, throbbing.

"It's only fair, isn't it?" she asked with a voice and expression so innocent that I would've laughed if I hadn't been so horny. Apparently deciding that actions speak louder than words, she took my cock in one hand and took the head in her mouth. Her tongue ran along the slit, sending shivers down my spine. She moved her tongue along the underside of my member, gradually taking more of me into her mouth. She took her other hand then and rubbed my balls gently. She lifted her head up, away from my pulsing organ as her first hand began to pump it slowly. I mumbled something incoherent in appreciation, and she merely grinned up at me before taking my dick down her throat again. I swear her nose was practically in my pubic hair as she sucked me off. She drew back, leaving just the head in her mouth, her tongue circling it crazily, making me shiver more. She took more of me into her mouth again, then continued bobbing up and down on my cock in that fashion for a while.

I found my hands entangling themselves in her hair, much as she had done with me, and I began to involuntarily thrust my hips to meet her mouth when her bobbing drew her away. After I did that, she stopped moving up and down and took me about halfway into her mouth and just sucked. Her tongue was still doing acrobatics over the head when I gasped and bucked my hips suddenly, my orgasm shooting off into her mouth. I felt each pulse shooting out more cum than I could remember ever letting out before. Even so, Mary Jane swallowed it all down, and her mouth didn't even move off of my dick until well after my orgasm had finished and my breathing was becoming regular once again.

She moved up from between my legs, looming over me as she supported herself with her hands on either side of my neck. She looked down at me, a faint smile on her lips. She leaned down then, kissing my neck, nibbling my earlobes in turn, kissing my face, and kissing my chest. She put her mouth to mine, and our tongues wrestled again. My hands roamed her body, stroking her ass, squeezing her thighs, rubbing her calves, and teasing the sides of her breasts. Likewise, her hands searched my body, stroking my sides, rubbing my thighs, and squeezing my cock. When we stopped our kissing, she brought her body further up along mine, then lifted her chest up. She looked down at me almost expectantly, and I didn't have to ask once.

I took one of her beautiful breasts into my mouth, sucking the nipple as though my life depended on it. I pushed my tongue against it to test its firmness, then nibbled it a bit. I tried to take her entire wonderful globe into my mouth, the flesh like the most delightful delicacy in the world to me. I spent probably twenty minutes on the one breast alone. She started to complain, though, that her other one was starting to feel lonesome, so I graciously suckled it to life, letting my tongue roam the entire thing for minutes on end. I kissed along the tops of her breasts, then put my face right in her cleavage. I let my tongue run up and down both breasts like that, savoring the deliciousness of them.

She had started to pant, and when I moved to kiss the hollow of her throat and then up along her neck, she started to groan. She reached down between my legs and found my semi-hard organ, which she turned to stone by pumping a few times. I was kissing her breasts and neck alternately, and she was starting to become quite noisome. She grabbed my cock then and practically impaled herself on it. I gasped with the abruptness of the movement, but did not complain. She wrapped her arms around me tightly and started to bounce up and down on my shaft, moaning and groaning. 

It didn't take much before I was getting into it too, and we were both making noises like two animals fucking in the woods, when suddenly she stopped her moving and moaning. Before I could question why, she screamed at the top of her lungs, and she started bouncing on my shaft again, violently almost as her orgasm overwhelmed her. I could feel her muscles contracting around my manhood, and I couldn't control myself. My sister only bucked harder, only screamed louder, as my orgasm shot its way into her.


Mary Jane Deflowered



Mary Jane was a good catholic schoolgirl in her last year of school. She worked hard and got decent grades. Time had come for her to choose a college and her parents were concerned about letting her go away on her own. As she researched which schools offered the subjects that interested her it became apparent that she couldn't attend a college near home, but she would have to go to the other end of the country to get her degree. 

As luck would have it, there was a catholic university in the town where her Uncle Mick lived and her parents agreed to let her fly out to see Uncle Mick to see for herself if it suited her needs. Mary Jane hadn't seen Uncle Mick for three years since he was transferred to a new office. She just knew that his marriage hadn't survived the move and her cousins had moved back with their mom so he lived alone in a big house. Her parents thought it would be wonderful for Mary Jane to stay with Mick since her father's twin brother would be the next best thing to staying at home.

It was the first time in her 18 years that she went away on her own and she was terribly excited. She was going to stay with Uncle Mick for a whole week and she had several appointments with guidance counsellors and tutors at the college. Uncle Mick had even told her dad that he had a spare car that Mary Jane could drive. As she scanned the crowd of people who were at the airport to meet friends and family, she nearly didn't see Uncle Mick. The last time she'd seen him he'd looked a lot like her dad, greying hair, beer belly and no fashion sense at all. The man in front of her was trim, his hair was dark and his clothes were the latest fashion. She knew that he was 52 like her dad, but he didn't look a day over 40.

"Is that really you Mary Jane?" he smiled at her.

"Yes, it's me!"

"I hardly recognised you. The last time I saw you you were a child, but now you're a woman."

Mary Jane blushed at the comment. She'd been a late bloomer, but now she had a round ass and full and firm breasts that complemented her 5'6" frame very well. Her C-cups embarrassed her, but with the tight fitting tops all the girls were wearing these days there was no way of hiding her size. She could see that Uncle Mick had noticed her assets as well, but he soon focused his attention on her suitcase and guided her out of the airport.

As she watched him walk, she felt an unfamiliar surge in her stomach. Uncle Mick was such a handsome man. He was easily the best-looking man here in the airport building and she was proud to be walking next to him. They got into the car and drove to his house.

"Would you like to have a shower and freshen up a little before we go out for dinner?" Uncle Mick asked her.

"We're going out?" she asked surprised.

"I thought we should celebrate that you've come to visit me," he smiled at her. "And then we'll have to make plans for what to do tomorrow since it's Sunday and you don't have any meetings to go to until Monday. Do you want me to drive you to the campus so that you can familiarise yourself with it tomorrow?"

Mary Jane hadn't thought that far ahead.

"Let's see tomorrow," she said and headed off towards the bathroom. The bathroom was big and had mirrors on all walls. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. At home they only had a tiny eye-level mirror in each bathroom so she never saw herself naked. Here she couldn't avoid it. She stripped and looked at the young woman in the reflection. Was that really her? Her long brown hair fell to her breasts that stood proudly from her chest, each with a dark nipple as its crowning glory. She inspected her thin waist, her flat stomach and the dark triangle that hid her most private parts. Her thighs were soft and round and her ass completed the feminine picture. She wondered what Uncle Mick would say if he saw her like this.

Where had that thought come from? He was more than twice her age. But for the first time in her life Mary Jane was experiencing feelings of desire. Her hand moved towards the burning feeling between her thighs and as her finger slipped in she was surprised to notice that she was dripping wet. Was this what all her girlfriends had been talking about? Was this what they meant when they said that they were wet for a boy?

She showered and returned to her bedroom. Her best friend had told her to pack a nice party dress in case she was invited to an evening do at the college. She'd borrowed a little black number from her friend because she didn't possess any revealing outfits of her own. She put on a black bra and the g-strings that the same friend had leant her. The dress didn't hide anything and had she been at home she would've pulled it off again, but she wanted Uncle Mick to see her in this.

Mick was having a beer in the kitchen as he waited for his niece to come downstairs. She had turned into such a beautiful young thing. He could see that she was taking after her mother. Since his divorce he'd shaped up and started dating women that were considerably younger than him and more liberated in bed than his wife had been, but he'd never been with a woman as young as Mary Jane and it disturbed him a bit that he found her so fascinating. Never mind, he thought, she'd be wearing demure schoolgirl outfits all week so it shouldn't be too difficult to keep his cock in his pants. He heard a sound at the door and turned around. WOW! Who was that vixen in the black dress? Was that the shy little girl that his brother had brought up? Her cleavage left nothing to the imagination, apart from how those young tits would feel in his hands and mouth, and the ass on that girl… He was lost for words. He took a deep breath and put on his uncle-face.

"Ready to go, sweetheart?" he asked and sounded much more relaxed than he felt.

He took her to a wonderful restaurant. Mary Jane was utterly excited by everything, and for the first time in her life she experienced what it was like to have every man in the room looking at her and wanting her. Every man except Uncle Mick. He looked so handsome in his suit and tie and she wanted him to notice her so badly, but he hardly looked at her. He looked at every woman in the restaurant except Mary Jane. She was so frustrated. Her sexual awakening was coming late, but it had hit her at full force and the object of her attraction was ignoring her.

When they came home Mary Jane was close to tears.

"Uncle Mick?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes, honey."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't at the moment."

"But you do like girls, right?"

"Yes, sweetheart. I'm not gay."

"Why don't you like me?"

Mick was flabbergasted. Where had that come from? "I do like you. I love you! You're my favourite niece."

"I don't mean as your niece. I mean as a woman."

He looked at her, trying to figure out what she was talking about.

"Well, every man in that restaurant looked at me."

He knew. He'd wanted to kill every one of them.

"But you looked at every single woman except me," Mary Jane continued. "What's wrong with me? Is this dress too revealing?"

"Sweetheart. There's nothing wrong with you. Quite the opposite. You're perfect in every way. That's why I had to look away. I'm young uncle. I'm much older than you. I shouldn't have these thoughts about you."

"What thoughts, Uncle Mick?" Mary Jane pressed him.

"Thoughts that I should only have for a woman that I'm intending to take to bed."

"Don't you want to take me to bed?"

"I do. That's the problem."

"I don't think it's a problem." Mary Jane may have been inexperienced, but she knew enough about sex and men from her romance novels to know that they could be seduced. She acted on instinct and slowly slipped her black dress of her body, her uncle's eyes following every move as she revealed the black lace and pale skin underneath.

"Mary Jane," Uncle Mick's breathing was laboured. "Please. You should go to your bedroom now."

"Will you come with me?"

"No, I can't. It's wrong."

"What's wrong? I love you. You love me. Please show me how to love. I've never wanted this until today, but now my whole body is aching for you."

"Are you a virgin?"

"Yes."

"That's another problem. Not only am I your uncle, you're a virgin. You should save yourself for someone who's more suitable."

"My friends who have fucked say it hurts."

Mick jumped at his innocent niece's use of the f-word.

"I want you to be my first because I think you'd be careful and take it easy." She unhooked her bra, showing him her luscious tits.

His cock was making a tent in his trousers and he could resist her no longer. He pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers. As his tongue ravished her mouth he felt his cock digging into her stomach.

"Let's go to the bedroom," he whispered and took her by the hand. He undressed on the way to the bedroom and was down to his shirt and shorts as they entered the room. "Take your panties off, darling. I want to see you naked."

Mary Jane did as he said and he ran his hand through her bush. "Let's get rid of this first," he smiled and walked into his en-suite bathroom. He was naked when he came back with a towel, shaving foam and a razor. Mary Jane couldn't take her eyes off his cock. He was so big. Maybe this was a bad idea after all, but she couldn't stop it. She was aching for him.

"Slide this under your ass, darling, and part your legs," he told her. She did as she was told and watched in amazement when Uncle Mick worked the shaving foam into her pubic hair. Nobody had ever touched her there before. She'd hardly touched herself there before either. Now he was slowly lathering her down past her secret hole, covering every single hair she had. He leant forward and kissed her nipples and smiled. Then he placed the razor against her skin, taking off every single pubic hair. He smiled at her when he was done, wiped her off and kissed her naked pussy.

"You're so beautiful," he smiled. "Are you sure you want to do this? You have to let me know if you want me to stop."

"I'm sure, Uncle Mick," she smiled back. "Please fuck me!"

He wasn't going to say no to that again. But first he was going to have a drink. He placed his face between his niece's thighs and teased his tongue between her lips. She gasped for air as she felt his tongue against her clit. He played with her clit briefly and then he slid his tongue inside her hole. Her juices gushed into his mouth. She tasted so good. She was so hot and horny for him. Every way he moved his tongue he heard a surprised cry of joy from his hot young niece. He smiled as he drank her sweet nectar. He moved out again and started sucking on her engorged clit. He slowly worked his fingers into her cunt. He could feel her virginity. How he longed to break through that wall and make her his.

Mary Jane panted as her uncle pleasured her cunt. It was so wonderful, yet torturous at the same time. She kneaded her tits and wrapped her legs around him. And then, without warning, her body started shaking and she cried out with pleasure. Uncle Mick slowly crawled up the length of her body.

"Did you like that?" he smiled and kissed her, letting her taste her own cunt for the first time.

"Oh, it was wonderful. I'm no longer a virgin now."

Uncle Mick laughed softly. "Oh yes you are, my love. That was only a taster. Do you still want to lose your virginity?"

Mary Jane nodded solemnly.

"Then you have to help me a little. Can you suck on my cock a little?"

Mary Jane looked at him, wide-eyed. "Suck on your thing?"

"It's my cock, baby. You can call it a cock."

"Why should I suck on your cock?" she asked and blushed.

"Did you enjoy it when I ate your cunt?"

"Yes."

"I enjoy having my cock in a woman's mouth just as much. It's all part of foreplay."

"Oh." She smiled tentatively and moved down. Uncle Mick was lying on his back, watching her every move. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and kissed it.

"That's it, baby. Now open your mouth and suck it in."

She wrapped her lips around the fat head of his 8-inch tool and let here tongue tease it. She tasted the salty precum on her tongue and found that she liked it. She sucked him as deep as she could, all the while playing with it with her tongue. She let him slide out again and then sucked him back in.

"Oh yeah, baby, that's great. Touch my balls too!"

She cupped his balls while still sucking on his big lollipop. She felt so depraved and she loved it. Uncle Mick's breathing was getting heavier. She could feel her own cunt juices dripping again. Without warning he pulled her off his cock and up so that they were facing each other.

"Oh baby, I have to fuck you now. Tell me now if you've changed your mind or let me fuck your brains out."

"Fuck me, Uncle Mick!"

He needed no more encouragement. While ravishing her mouth he rolled over. Mary Jane was on her back and his body was pinning her down. His hands manhandled her tits as he sucked and bit her nipples. He grinded his swollen cock against her wet pussy. He could wait no longer. He had to possess her.

He hooked her legs over his shoulders, kissed his sexy niece and slowly pushed his fat cock inside her tight virgin hole. Mary Jane cried out as her cunt struggled to adapt to the size of him. He slowly inched his way in until he hit her virginity wall. He could hardly contain himself. He hadn't fucked a virgin since he was in his twenties. He slowly locked his lips on Mary Jane's, pulled out a bit and then slammed his cock all the way inside her, hitting her womb before coming to a stop.

Mary Jane cried out with pain, but her cry was muffled by Uncle Mick's kiss. He stopped moving and used his weight to keep her in place as she struggled. Then slowly the pain ebbed away and she stopped fighting him. He slowly released the kiss.

"Is the pain gone?" he asked quietly and she nodded. He could feel her cunt muscles contracting around his meat. She was ready for some serious fucking. He started moving in and out with long deliberate strokes. Every time he slid inside Mary Jane let a joyful cry escape and every time he pulled out she moved her hips with him, to feel him inside as long as possible. He moved faster and harder. He slammed into her. All she could hear was their panting and the wet sounds of a cock dipping in and out of a soaking cunt.

"Oh, Uncle Mick," she panted. "This is so good. Don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!!!!"

He was happy to please her. He kept pumping with the sweat pouring down his face. This was the tightest and juiciest cunt he'd ever fucked. She was so fresh and welcoming. He didn't know how long he could hold on. But she was going to cum before he released himself.

He didn't have to wait much longer. He was pumping her furiously when her eyes opened wide and she cried out her passion. Her cunt gripped his cock tight and she shivered underneath him. He let out a roar as he finally got to release a load from his balls and shot his cream into his niece's untouched womb. His body shook as he experienced the most powerful orgasm of his life.

When they finally stopped shaking, he pulled his cock out of its warm home and cuddled his beautiful niece against him.

"I love you, Mary Jane," he whispered in her ear.

"I love you, Uncle Mick."

"Are you on the pill?"

"No."

"Then we might be in trouble. I just came in your cunt. That's how babies are made. I should have stopped and gotten a condom."

Mary Jane looked into his eyes. "I don't want anything between us. I've made up my mind. I'm going to college here and I want to live with you. I'd love to have your baby."

Mick smiled at his cock hungry niece and fucked her again, doggy style. He managed to get her to cum three times before he had to release another load. Then he took her to the shower and took her again. They were insatiable. The next morning they made some calculations and he was relieved to discover that he couldn't have made her pregnant. He used a condom for the rest of her stay, teaching her how to please him in every way. The night before she left, she swallowed his entire load and he loved her for it.

When she came back after the summer, he took her to see a doctor and put her on the pill. He didn't want to jeopardise her academic education. He was in charge of the other education. She was his mistress for the next four years, giving him pleasure virtually every night. When she graduated, she disappointed her parents by announcing that she was staying in her new hometown. Her parents were happy that she could continue staying with her uncle.

Mary Jane is now 28 years old and Uncle Mick is 62. He still fucks her every night and she's never looked at another man. She's had to give up contact with her family though as they'd never approve of the two children she's had by her uncle.



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 00



Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue 00

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, Marvel Comics does. It is an erotic story, so anyone not of age shouldn't read it. Feedback is greatly appreciated, send to the link below.. Thanks, and enjoy. 

Prologue: Sexual Exploration 

Mary Jane Watson-Parker turned off the shower and stepped out. She picked up a towel and rubbed it over her naked body, drying herself. Then she put on a bath robe and left the steamy bathroom. MJ entered the bedroom she shared with her husband, Peter Parker, aka Spider-Man. Being the wife of a super hero meant a lot of nights without her true love. As a result, Mary Jane had become very skilled with a vibrator. But she didn't need it tonight, because Peter was waiting naked on their bed for her. 

Mary Jane climbed on top of her lover and moaned softly as she felt him enter her. This was the first time they had made love in three months. She had forgotten how good the real thing felt. She moved rhythmically on top of him. It wasn't long before he came inside her. She let out a cry of passion as she felt his warm seed fill her and her pussy tightened around his cock as she came, too. After a month of nothing but self-induced sex, MJ was ready to fuck Peter until they both died of exhaustion. Peter had other plans. Just as Mary Jane was starting to thrust against him again, he pushed her off of him and got off the bed. 

"Goddammit, Peter," Mary Jane said, angrily. "If you're going crime fighting, I swear you'll never see me again." 

"Easy, honey," Peter replied, soothingly. "I just thought you'd like to try something different." 

"Oh," she said, slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry. What 'something different' are you talking about?" 

Peter returned with a camcorder, grinning. "How about we make a movie?" 

"You mean our own, private porno?" MJ asked. Peter nodded, and she joined him in grinning. "Sounds great." 

Peter set up the camera on a tripod so that it had a good view of them, then returned to the bed. MJ grabbed hold of Peter's drooping cock and rubbed her hands over it. She leaned forward and brought it into her mouth, running her tongue over his head and down the shaft. Peter moaned with pleasure as she did this, as well as played with his balls with her hands. She began deep throating him, taking his entire length into her mouth and then withdrawing slowly, sucking on him every inch of the way. The sensations flew through Peter and he couldn't hold out for long. MJ felt him tense and knew what was about to happen. Normally, she'd have just sucked him down and drank all his cum, but seeing the little red recording light gave her an idea. She pulled her mouth off of his dick and held her face in front of it, closing her eyes. Seconds later, she felt a warm glob of fluid land on her face, followed by others. She smiled and darted her tongue out to lick up a drop that was slowly dripping past her mouth. She let out a little moan as she tasted his cum. She used her fingers to scoop up the rest of the fluid and brought it to her lips, sucking her finger clean, making sure all of this was in direct view of the camera. 

When she finished, Mary Jane laid back on the bed and spread her legs wide. Her right hand snaked down her body, over her slim stomach and between her legs. She slid a finger into her cunt, pushing it deep inside and then bringing it out slowly. Her left hand went to her large tits, pinching at her nipples, making them hard. She used two fingers on her right hand to spread her pussy lips open and winked at Peter. He smiled, taking his cue and crawling up to MJ. He lowered his head between her legs and started using his own fingers to stimulate Mary Jane. He started with a single finger, then added a second, working up her juices. He pulled his fingers out, and dipped his head down, running his tongue from one end of her slit to the other. MJ arched her back and let out a long moan. Peter kept up his attack, pushing his tongue into her cunt. Her cries became louder until she finally came. Peter drank up her juices, then crawled up and kissed MJ on the lips. Their mouths opened and their tongues swirled around in each other's mouths, tasting their own cum from each other. 

Mary Jane reached around and gripped Peter's ass, squeezing. "I sure hope you've got more, tiger," she said, smiling seductively. He indeed did, already rock hard. He started to kiss and suck on her breasts and nipples, running them between his teeth gently. This caused MJ to moan more. She grabbed his has and tried pushing him down against her, desperately wanting his cock in her. Peter kept teasing her for a little while longer, then finally gave in. He positioned himself at her entrance, and pushed in very slowly. This only tortured MJ more. She moaned, frustrated. "Dammit, Parker, quit stalling and fuck me!" Peter chuckled a little, then thrust into her fast and hard. MJ cried out and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close to her. Her sweaty breasts pressed against his chest and she could feel her aroused nipples being pressed against his muscles. This turned her on immensely, and she began humping up against him, trying to get as much of him inside her as possible. She pushed him over onto his back and proceeded to go into a sex frenzy, fucking him like mad. She paused only briefly, every time she climaxed, only to start up again. She couldn't get enough of him suddenly, and she could almost feel the eye of the camera capturing every thrust and hump of their movements. 

Peter was using ever ounce of his strength not to cum. It finally got to the point that he couldn't hold it any longer. "I'm gonna cum!" he said, his voice strained. MJ quickly got off of him and grabbed hold of his cock, aiming it at her sweaty tits. The first shot went over her breasts and landed just below her neck. Stream after stream of cum shot out of Peter's dick, covering Mary Jane's tits. Cum dribbled over her nipples and down in her cleavage. Finally, his load was spent and his rod started to droop. MJ rubbed her hands over her breasts, spreading the cum around. She raised one of her breasts to her mouth, extended her tongue and licked a large glob up, right up to the tip of her nipple. As she swallowed, the camera ran out of film. Not a bad way to end Mary Jane Watson-Parker's first porno tape, but certainly not her last. 

To Be Continued...



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 01



Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue 01

Issue One: A New Job 

A week passed and all was normal in the Parker home. Peter went out at night to fight the crime of the city, and Mary Jane stayed home with only her hand and various vibrators to keep her company. She found herself watching the porno tape her and Peter had made every chance she got. Watching herself and Peter going at it like that made her cunt sopping wet. By the end of the week, MJ had memorized every moment of the tape and could replay it in her head at will, but watching it on the television was always better. 

Apparently, Peter's libido had become much more awakened as well. The next Saturday, Peter decided to stay home once again, to Mary Jane's delight. She fixed a large supper and the two sat down at the table to eat it. All through the meal, Peter's erection was pressed against his pants, making a very noticeable bulge, and by the end of it, MJ's panties were totally soaked. They cleared the table in a rush, but didn't even make it to the bedroom. MJ grabbed Peter as they reentered the dinning room and pushed him back onto the dinning room table. She grabbed his pants and practically tore them open and yanked them down. She then reached her hand inside his boxers and grasped his large hard-on. Peter let out a groan as her hand gripped him. MJ pulled the boxers down with her free hand and started to work at jerking him off with her other. She then lowered her head onto his prick, taking his full length into her mouth. She licked all around and sucked hard, then she started placing tender soft kisses all over his cock while still working her hand on it. She moved down lower and started to lick his balls. She took them into her mouth and started to suck on them as well. Peter moaned loudly, feeling an orgasm quickly approaching. 

MJ sensed it, too, almost psychically. She let Peter's balls drop from her mouth, covered in her saliva, and replaced it with just the head of his cock. She moved her tongue around the rim of his head, slowly and sensuously. Finally, Peter couldn't take anymore and a large glob of cum shot up into MJ's mouth. She swallowed it and continued to drink down the rest of his cum. 

Peter sat back up and pulled Mary Jane's face off of his cock and stood her up. He hopped off the table and picked her up putting her down where he had just been. Now it was his turn. His cock was limp and dribbling the last of his load onto his thigh, but he had other ways to make MJ scream in ecstasy. He gripped the rim of her sweatpants and pulled them down her legs. She was wearing a sexy black thong and Peter could tell she was definitely aroused from the wetness of it. He pulled the thong down to reveal MJ's short red pubic hair and moist slit. He moved one hand between her legs and found her clit, rubbing it and getting a moan from his lover. He lowered his head and ran his tongue up her slit. MJ moaned louder, feeling Peter's tongue on her cunt. He used his fingers to spread her open and push his tongue into her. He tasted her juices and pushed in further, getting as much of his tongue inside her as possible and swirling it around. MJ was going nuts, screaming and moaning and thrashing her hands. She moved one hand down to the back of Peter's head and pushed his face against her cunt and thrust her hips forward, feeling his tongue moving in her. Her orgasm flooded out of her, splashing all over Peter's face and into his mouth. He drank her up, then crawled up onto the table, and laid beside her. 

Mary Jane was covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Her legs hung limply off the edge of the table and she just stared up at the ceiling, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. She felt Peter's lips kissing over her neck and over to her ear. She felt him run his tongue along the rim of her ear and she moaned a little. 

"I had an interesting idea," Peter whispered into her ear. 

"What's that?" MJ asked, still panting a little. 

"What if we made another tape?" Peter said, still whispering. "Only a little different." 

She turned her head to look him in the eyes, a look of confusion on her face. "Different? Different how?" 

"Well..." he said, not sure how she would react to his idea. "What if we made one we could sell? Like on the Internet?" He saw the look on her face and it didn't look good to him, so he quickly went on. "I could do it as Spider-Man. You know how much of a response there is to your nude modeling, this would be like that... only taken to the next level. Not to mention, they'd get to see Spidey, too. I'm sure we could make enough off of it that we'd be able to retire, and I'd just have to balance crime fighting and you, and the crime seems to be going down." 

As Peter explained himself, Mary Jane's look changed and by the time he finished, she seemed almost eager. "I guess you have a point. Besides, it's not like I'd be doing something I wouldn't want to do anyway." She smiled seductively at him. 

"So when do you think we should make it?" Peter asked. 

MJ shrugged, moving one of her hands to stroke Peter's limp dick. "No time like the present, tiger." She gave him a wink. 

Peter's cock hardened quickly as MJ moved her fingers over it. He grinned at her. "I agree." He moved off the table and went into the bedroom. Mary Jane followed behind him and saw he was already getting the camera set up. Once it was set, he stripped off the rest of his clothes and got his Spider-Man costume on. 

MJ did some changing of her own, getting into a nearly transparent, flowing nightgown. She crawled onto the bed and lay seductively on it. She blew a kiss at Peter and he hit the record button on the camera. 

To be continued... 



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 02



Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue 02

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, Marvel Comics does. It is an erotic story, so anyone not of age shouldn't read it. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Thanks, and enjoy.

Issue Two: Spider-Man 

The movie opened on Mary Jane laying on the bed, wearing a very revealing nightgown. She moved her hands over herself, grabbing and caressing various areas. She let out a slight moan as she did this, and almost absentmindedly moved a hand between her legs and started to rub herself. 

"God, I'm so fucking horny," MJ said as she rubbed herself. "I'm so tired of just laying around fingering my wet hole with no one to play with." 

Just then, through the window, rather magnificently and as if on cue, Spider- Man swung. He landed beside the bed and looked over at Mary Jane. "Did I hear the plea of a horny woman?" 

MJ smiled up at Spidey, batting her eyes at him. "You sure did. I'm so glad you came by tonight, Spider-Man. It's been so long since your last visit. I was beginning to think you didn't like having sex with me anymore." She mock pouted. 

Spidey shook his head. "Not at all, you goddess of love. I've just been busy fighting with Rhino. I came as soon as I could." 

Her expression turned to worry. "Rhino? Are you hurt?" 

"Nothing a little loving can't fix," Spidey said, laughing. 

"Well, let's stop talking about it and start doing it," MJ grabbed the bottom of her night gown and pulled it over her head, revealing her naked body underneath. She lay back and spread her legs at Spidey. "I've been waiting too long as it is." 

Spider-Man proceeded to take off all but his mask, then moved over to the bed where MJ was laying. He positioned his rock hard cock at the entrance of her pussy and thrust forward. Mary Jane let out a moan of pleasure and reached her hands around, grabbing Spidey's ass and pulling him into her more. "I love the way you feel inside me!" she cried out, feeling inch after inch of his dick slide into her. 

Spidey began to move back and forth, working up a good rhythm as well as some good moaning. After a little bit, Mary Jane grabbed Spidey and pulled him on top of her. She rolled over so she was on top of him. The only problem was she was facing away from the camera, so she turned around on Peter's cock and started bouncing up and down. Her large tits began to bounce with her, moving up and then slapping back down against her chest. She was feeling the eye of the camera recording every inch of her again, and it was making her horniness level vastly increase.

There was something about having the camera watch her that made her want to fuck as hard as she could. Then she thought about all the people who would buy this tape and watch her doing this, and her pace and ferocity increased even more. She felt Peter's cock slamming into her with great force and she heard her own voice, louder then it had ever been before, moaning and crying out like a possessed woman. She felt her cunt tingling with the growing of an orgasm. 

With every downward bounce, she expected herself to cum, but she didn't. The feeling just grew and grew. Finally, it exploded, and MJ froze in mid-bounce. She couldn't even scream, the pleasure was too great. She just gasped, her eyes wide, sweat pouring down her naked flesh. Her vaginal muscles spasmed and clenched Peter's rod tightly. 

Then Mary Jane felt the warmth of his seed shooting up into her and she came again, just as hard. This caused another gasp, followed by a long, low moan. As she moaned, MJ slumped down and rolled off of Spidey. She turned back around and crawled over to him slowly, severely weakened from the double climax. She reached for his mask and pulled it up enough to reveal his mouth, then pulled him to her and planted a passionate kiss on his lips, sliding her tongue into his mouth. She broke off the kiss then laid beside him and fell into a fitful sleep. 

Spidey pulled his mask back down and got off the bed. He covered Mary Jane with a blanket, finished redressing in his costume, then left through the window once again. Peter decided to take a swing around the neighborhood to think. He was amazed at the sexual frenzy MJ had gone into while they had made love. He wondered what exactly had caused it. He didn't know. All he did know, was that he liked it a lot, and that it would make them a lot of money. 

To Be Continued...



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 03



Issue Three: Double the Fun

Peter had been right about the tape. They had created a web site providing some seductive teaser shots of Mary Jane and an order form for the tape, priced at twenty bucks a piece. The sales immediately went through the roof. MJ canceled all her modeling and acting gigs, not just because they didn't need the money, but because she needed more time to make copies of the tape and mail them out. This new job had turned out to be more work then she had imagined. Now, instead of Peter being too busy for her, they were both too busy for each other.

Mary Jane leaned back in the chair she was sitting in and sighed, running a hand through her long red hair. "God, Peter... this is getting old. All we do now is copy the same old tape. I used to have fun watching it... it got me so horny. Now I'm just bored with it."

Peter nodded from another chair. He was looking over the sales on the computer. "I know what you mean. The sales seem to be going down, too. There has to be some easier way to do this."

"Let's just hire somebody to do this for us," MJ suggested. "It's not like we don't have enough money now. Hell, we could buy a much bigger place and hire someone else to copy the tapes and we'd be set."

"But who would we get to do that?" Peter asked. "It's one thing to sell the tapes to total strangers who we never have to meet, but to have someone we know watching it... that would feel kind of strange."

"So get someone we know and trust enough that it doesn't matter," Mary Jane said simply.

"Who?" Peter asked, stumped.

A devilish smile crossed Mary Jane's face. "Who else? Ben. You two are practically identical anyway. Why not?" Her smile turned into a grin. "And I just got an even better idea."

"And what's that?" Peter said, smiling a little himself.

"We could make a new tape..." she said, pausing for a few moments before going on. "With Ben... as Scarlet Spider."

Peter didn't seem too enthusiastic. "I don't know..."

"Come on, tiger," MJ said, giving him a wink. "It'll be fun."

****

The tape started on top of a building, with Spider-Man and Scarlet Spider sitting side by side. Scarlet turned to Spidey, annoyed.

"Dammit, S-Man," he said. "How come we couldn't have banged that cute blond we saved? She was totally willing to bang the both of us."

"Because," Spidey replied. "If we start banging all the cute girls we save, we'll start to get a reputation for it. It could have nasty consequences."

"Yea, but now I'm stuck with a raging hard on and nothing to do with it," Scarlet countered, rubbing his visibly hard crotch.

Spider-Man was silent for a little bit before speaking again. "I know some place we could go. She's much hotter then that blond."

"What, like a hooker?" Scarlet sounded unsure. "I dunno, man. I don't want to get any kinda diseases or anything."

Spidey shook his head. "No, she's totally clean. Anyway, she only does super heroes. I've been going to her regularly for about a month now."

"Really?" Scarlet said, starting to sound interested. "So who is this chick? She any good in bed? I guess she must be if you keep going back."

He nodded. "She's great in bed. A real animal. And her name's Mary Jane."

Scarlet Spider was shocked. "Mary Jane Watson? The chick who does all that modeling and acting?"

"That's her," Spidey confirmed. "So you wanna go fuck her, or what? Words spreading, she might be booked solid already."

"Fuck that," Scarlet Spider said, standing up, ready to go. "If she is, we'll just have to beat the shit out of some fellow super heroes. Where's she live?"

There's a cut and suddenly Spidey and Scarlet are in Mary Jane's bedroom. Mary Jane smiles widely, wearing a red baby doll shirt and a black leather miniskirt. She hadn't owned either article of clothing up until about a day ago, but she thought it would be an interesting costume.

"Hey, Webhead," she said. "I see you brought a friend this time."

"I heard there was a two-for-one deal," Spidey replied.

"Really?" MJ said, pretending to think about it. "Well, maybe just for you two. But don't tell anyone about it or you might ruin me."

"Promise," Spidey and Scarlet said in unison.

"Good, then we can move on," the redhead said, pulling the tight-fitting shirt over her head, revealing her enormous breasts to the camera. "Now, who wants to go first?"

"I do," Scarlet Spider spoke up quickly, stepping towards her. He had always wondered what he was missing out on, now he was finally going to get a chance.

Spider-Man stepped forward, also, in front of Scarlet. "No, me." Peter was still unsure about this whole thing. He thought it was like cheating. But his mind couldn't let him rationalize it, since he not only agreed to it, he'd also be taking part in it. And the shit load of cash they were all going to make also made a difference.

"Hmmm..." Mary Jane thought, putting a finger to her chin. "Looks like we've got a problem, then. Since you both want to fuck me first..." She was silent for a bit longer, then smiled happily. "I know, you can both do me at the same time. You can take turns at any one of my holes you can fit your cock into."

Spidey and Scarlet turned to look at each other, then back at MJ and nodded. "Sounds good to us."

"Great," Mary Jane said, then hopped back onto the bed and spread her legs as far as the miniskirt would allow. "So... let's get this party started then."

Spidey moved quickly, before Ben could get a chance at her cunt. He slid his hands over her long, smooth thighs and under her skirt. He grasped her red, lace underwear and slid them down until they reached her ankles. Then he removed the bottom part of his costume, letting his bulging cock out of the skintight uniform.

Scarlet Spider, a little disappointed that he wasn't going to get to fuck her pussy first, also removed the bottom portion of his outfit. He stood there, looking MJ over, his cock at attention. Then he moved to the bed and climbed onto it, positioning himself so his dick was right in front of the redhead's lips. She immediately opened her mouth and engulfed his member, sucking enthusiastically.

Peter watched this, stunned into not moving, the vision of his wife blowing another man the only thing he saw. She seemed to do it so well, as if it was the only thing she'd ever wanted to do. Of course it is, dummy, he told himself. She's an actress and this is a part. A part that's going to earn both of us a lot more money. That get him moving again. He lifted MJ's thighs up so they rested on his shoulders and started pushing himself inside her wet slit.

Mary Jane moaned as she felt Peter enter her, with Ben's meat still deep in her mouth. Their cocks were identical, and she was loving it. She was already thinking of playing a game of 'Which One's Which' later, when filming was done. Right now, she had work to do. And wasn't this the best work? Making thousands of dollars a week by fucking your husband and friends. She was getting money, pleasure, and experience. The only other time she'd taken on two dicks at the same time was when she went out for her first major acting role. The director bent her over his desk and fucked her, while the producer went around the other side of the desk and rammed his cock down her throat. She had felt bad about it back then, since she had sort of been dating Peter, but it had gotten her the job, and it was rather fun. This was better though.

MJ's tongue danced around Scarlet Spider's cock, already tasting some precum. She sucked hard on him in between moans. Peter was giving her a thorough fucking. She could tell he was a bit frustrated at seeing her sucking off Ben. Let him work out his aggressions by fucking my brains out, she thought. She brought her hands up to wrap around the base of Scarlet's rod and began jerking him off as she sucked on his head. It wasn't long before he grunted and shot a load into her mouth. She swallowed the cum down and let the limp dick fall out of her mouth. Now she could concentrate on Peter alone. She grinded back against him as he thrust into her. She moaned loudly, her toes curling. Peter leaned forward over Mary Jane, bending her legs back until they were almost parallel to the rest of her body. He grabbed hold of the headboard on the bed and used it for leverage as he fucked her.

Mary Jane's moans turned to screams of passion as Spider-Man picked up speed and force, ramming into her with enormous force. She felt an orgasm quickly building inside her. Peter lowered his head to MJ's tits and began sucking on her nipples. He bit down on one and pulled his head back away, pulling the nipple up. Mary Jane arched her back and cried out as the pleasure shot through her and her cunt muscles tightened around Peter's cock. Her honey gushed out of her and her legs went into spasms as she came.

She lay there almost limply as Spider-Man continued humping into her until he came, his own load shooting up into her. He pulled out of her and looked over to Scarlet Spider. "I think we wore her out," he said.

Scarlet shook his head. "You wore her out. I just got some head."

"You can have her pussy next time," Spidey replied.

Ben sighed. "Fine, let's get back to the whole crime fighting thing. Let the redheaded beauty get some rest."

They dressed and left through the window as Mary Jane drifted off into slumber once again.

To be continued...



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 04



Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, Marvel Comics does. It is an erotic story, so anyone not of age shouldn't read it. Feedback is greatly appreciated, send to the link below. Thanks, and enjoy. 

Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue Four: The Test

Spidey and Scarlet Spider had done a patrol around the city and had returned back to Peter’s apartment. They’d gotten changed back into normal street clothes and were in the kitchen, having some beers and discussing several different topics, but mostly Mary Jane.

“Damn, Pete,” Ben said. “You never told me she could use her mouth like that. That’s about the best head I’ve gotten.”

Peter smirked. “Yea, only better I’ve gotten is –“

“Black Cat,” Ben cut him off, nodding. “Yea, me too.” He grinned.

They were just finishing up their beers when MJ shuffled out, still totally naked and half-asleep. She seemed a little surprised to see the both of them and moved in between them to get to the fridge. She opened it up and got herself a beer, then hopped up on the counter and twisted the cap off, taking a drink. She looked from Pete to Ben and back again and smirked.

“You guys are too damn identical,” she said, causing them all to laugh. After the laughter faded, she looked at them both seriously. “Wanna test how identical you guys are?”

They both looked at her, a little confused. “What do you mean?” Peter asked.

She gave a naughty smirk. “I mean… you guys get naked and I put on a blind fold… then I try to guess who’s who.”

Ben grinned at this. “Sounds good to me.” He looked over at his ‘twin’. “What about you, Pete?”

Peter was a bit unsure about it. It was seeming like making the tapes were causing MJ’s libido to come fully to life, which was kind of exciting, but at the same time it was making her want to try new things. He shrugged it off. Ben was essentially himself, only with slight differences, so it wouldn’t be anything totally wrong. He nodded. “Yea, sounds like it could be a lot of fun.”

They went back into the bedroom and found a piece of fabric to use as a blindfold, tying it firmly around Mary Jane’s head, blocking her eyesight. Then Pete and Ben stripped down and spun MJ around in circles for a little bit, to get her thoroughly disoriented. They stopped her facing them and let her go. Mary Jane smiled and stepped forward, reaching out to touch the both of them. She felt their muscular chests and ran her hands over the muscles. Her hands moved downwards, through two identical patches of pubic hair before she reached a familiar hardness.

Mary Jane wrapped her fingers around the cocks she found and felt every inch of them, gently. She could feel their breathing grow a bit heavier and she gave each of them a jerk. She moved lower still and cupped their balls in her hands, playing with them a bit and tickling them. MJ dropped to her knees and went to the prick on the left first, taking the head into her mouth and sucking a little. She tasted some precum coming from the tiny slit and licked it up, taking some more of the rod into her mouth. She inched more and more of it into her until her nose was buried in the pubic hair and the head was pushing into her throat.

MJ sucked hard on the dick in her mouth, reaching over to the other and jerking on it. Her throat muscles contracted and squeezed and she was greeted with a burst of cum being pumped straight down her throat. She kept sucking until the load was fully in her stomach and then she stood back up, face to blindfolded face. She leaned forward and brought her lips to meet the other pair of lips in front of her and kissed him deeply. Her tongue moved into his mouth and wrestled with the other tongue she found there. Then she broke away and moved to the second body standing there.

Mary Jane reached down and took hold of this new cock, making sure it was nice and hard. She pushed the body back onto the bed and climbed up onto him, straddling his waist. She lowered herself down onto the hard on, feeling it slide into her and she smiled. “Now comes the real fun,” she said, and started grinding her hips down into her new lover. As she moved up and down, she felt hands being placed on her tits and squeezing, fingers pinching at her nipples. MJ moaned as she felt her nipples tighten under the caresses. It wasn’t long before a mouth followed the hands and started sucking on her breasts, one of his hands moving down to her ass. She let out a cry of pleasure as she felt her nipple being pinched between his teeth and her ass being grabbed hard.

Suddenly, Mary Jane was being pushed around, laying her back on the bed, her lover now positioned over her. He started to thrust into her hard, kissing along her neck and squeezing her boobs. Her moans grew in pitch as she felt an orgasm approaching, but before she got there, her lover’s load shot into her. She felt the warm seed flowing into her and her lover’s head drop to her chest, breathing heavily. She lifted his face back up and kissed him full on the lips, much like she had the other man. After a little while of kissing, she broke off and grinned. “Hello, Tiger,” she said.

Peter was a bit surprised. “How’d you know it was me?”

“The kiss,” she replied, pushing the blindfold off of her. “You’re physically identical, but you kiss totally differently.” She gave him a quick peck on the lips.

“Dammit, Pete,” Ben said, standing at the end of the bed watching them. “I thought you said I could have her pussy the next time?”

Peter shrugged. “Hey, don’t blame me. She chose.”

The three of them laughed again, but Mary Jane’s faded first and she looked a little disappointed.

“What’s the matter?” Peter asked.

“I didn’t cum,” she replied. She looked between the two of them. “That means one of you gets to eat me out and make me scream.” She smirked.

Peter looked at MJ, then to Ben. “You said you wanted her pussy… here’s your chance.”

Ben smiled and licked his lips. “Sure. Stand back and watch a master at work, Webhead.”

Peter moved off the bed to give them room and Mary Jane spread her legs wide for Ben. He moved up onto the bed and lowered his head between her thighs, using his fingers to spread her pussy lips open. He extended his tongue and ran it along her slit, dipping it into her cunt. He ran his tongue over her clit, getting a moan out of her, then started to push his tongue deeper into her. As he tongue fucked her, he pinched her clit between two of his fingers, getting her to gyrate her hips about. She arched her back and screamed, cum spilling out of her. Ben licked up her honey as fast as he could, relishing the taste of it. Mary Jane sighed in contentment.

“Ok, boys,” she said. “Let’s get some sleep. We’ve got some work to do tomorrow, editing that new tape together and getting some shots up on the website. After that, I suspect we’ll have orders a plenty.”

To Be Continued… 



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 05



Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue Five: Symbiotic Massage

Mary Jane wondered why the hell she was still doing this as she walked down a dark street carrying a bag of groceries. They were rich enough now that they could hire somebody else to do the shopping, so why the hell was she still doing it? She'd have to talk to Peter and Ben about hiring a housekeeper. Maybe if she was really good looking and wore a skimpy outfit, they wouldn't have a problem with it. MJ smirked and tried to think of anybody she knew who might do it. A couple of her modeling girlfriends sprang to mind, Serena Jensen the most prominent.

Serena had long, dark hair and smooth, pale skin. Her breasts were almost as big as Mary Jane's and people had repeatedly said that she had the best looking ass ever. And she loves to grind it into men's erections, MJ thought, her smirk turning into a grin. She'd call up Serena as soon as she got home. Better to just surprise the boys and have her show up in a skimpy French maid outfit.

Mary Jane's mind was so preoccupied with Serena and her outfit that she didn't notice a black substance snaking out of a pitch black alleyway. As she walked passed the alley, the tendril of black oil sprang up and wrapped around her ankle, yanking her into the darkness. Mary Jane let out a surprised yelp as she was pulled, the grocery bag flying out of her hands. She expected to hit the cement hard, but instead came in contact with a farm, masculine figure. His arms immediatly went up and around her, holding her close.

"What the f-" she started, mildly pissed off at who or whatever had tripped her.

"Shhhh," came the reply from right behind her left ear, cutting her off. It almost sounded like a hiss, and she dared not say anything else.

Venom grinned. He had been lusting after the busty redhead for a long time, and now he finally had her. Eddie Brock's hard on was already pressed firmly against her shapely buttocks, his arms wrapped around her slim waist. He had found the website of her tapes and had ordered each of them. Seeing the woman act in such a slutty way had made him want her even more and he decided to act. His arms moved up, cupping MJ's breasts in his hands and squeezing gently.

Mary Jane gasped as she felt the attention on her breasts. She suspected it was going to lead to something sexual as soon as she felt the hard cock pressed against her. The question was, who was this mysterious attacker? She tried to turn her head but all she could see was black. It was too damn dark. Oh well, she thought. Sex with an unseen stranger in a dark alley could always be fun. She started to rub her butt against the prick she felt behind her.

He was surprised at her sudden movements, but not upset. Venom's toothy grin widdened and he moved his head closer to the woman's left ear. "We like you a lot," he whispered, his tongue licking up the rim of her tongue. "We're gonna make you feel like you never have before."

MJ's eyes widdened a little. "Venom?" she said, trying to turn her head back again. "Eddie, is that you?" There was no reply other then more caresses, the cock being pressed harder against her ass. Mary Jane was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a red button-up shirt tied at the bottom to reveal her midriff. "I know what you want, Brock," she said. "Just don't tell Peter I gave it to you." She reached down and unbuttoned her pants, pushing them down her legs.

"Mums the word," Venom replied, slidding on hand down to grip her ass, admiring the black thong she was wearing.

When her pants were down to her ankles, MJ pushed her thong down as well. "Well, where do you want to do this? Right here in the middle of the alley?" Venom may have been dark enough to blend in, but her flesh would be easily visible to any passers by.

"Don't worry," he reassured her. "No one will see you." With that, the suit started to cover MJ as well. It moved off of his fingertips and slid over and underneath her shirt, covering her tits. It moved from his chest to cover her back and waist. Eddie positioned himself slightly and then thrust forward, his cock moving into Mary Jane's ass and the lower part of her body started to be enveloped as well.

Mary Jane gasped as she felt the suit start to ooze over her. It was as if a thousand tiny hands were massaging her body. Her cunt became sopping wet in moments and she tilted her head back, panting heavily as the suit covered her nipples, teasing them into hardness. She let out a moan as she felt the dick slide into her ass. The suit seemed to provide a natural lubrication. There was no pain as her rectum adjusted to Eddie's size, just immense pleasure.

The blackness wrapped around to MJ's crotch and slid through her neatly trimmed red patch of pubic hair and beyond. She jumped as it dove into her body, covering every inner inch of her pussy. As her legs finished being covered, she came hard, letting out a scream. She didn't care who heard her. She had never had so much pleasure course through her body in all her life. She felt the suit coursing up her neck and for a moment was worried. Would it suffocate her if it covered her head?

She found out soon that she wouldn't. However, it did spill into her mouth and simulate a cock for her to suck on, which she enthusiasticly did. The suit stopped at her hairline, leaving her gorgeous red mane untainted. Eddie was already moving in and out of MJ's butt, feeling her thrust back against him everytime he entered. He could taste her honey through the suit as if he was eating her out with his mouth. He picked up speed as he fucked her, feeling his own orgasm start to boil.

Mary Jane moaned into the oil-like substance that covered her mouth. It muffled everything to and from the outside world. Now no one could hear her. She wondered if she could try something, and then decided to just try it. MJ tried to turn around, feeling Eddie's cock pop out of her asshole, only to be replaced by more of the suit. Before long, she was fully turned around, her tits pressed firmly against Eddie's chest. She reached down and gripped his cock, guiding it to her snatch.

Getting the idea, Brock thrusted forward, less gently then before, and started fucking her cunt. His arms now reached around and grabbed her ass for better leverage as he plowed away into her. She cried out with every thrust, feeling his cock push the suit even deeper into her body. She came hard once again and squeezed his dick like a vice. He couldn't hold out any longer and his cum shoot into her. She milked every last drop of the white substance out of him and then moved back, letting the limp member slide out of her sopping cunt.

The suit began to withdraw from Mary Jane. Inch by inch, her sweaty, bare skin was revealed. Her shirt had become unbuttoned in the time she'd been covered and now her tits were open to the night air as well. As she was finally uncovered, Venom looked at her one last time, large breasts heaving, totally naked from the waste down, look of total contentment and exhuastion on her face. Then he turned and walked into the alley, not saying another word.

Mary Jane watched him go and then reached down to grab her thong and pants. She slid them back up and buttoned her shirt quickly. She searched for her bag of groceries and found it was relatively undamaged. Scooping it up, she hurried for home. Hopefully, Peter hadn't noticed she had been gone for too long. Hopefully, Ben wouldn't bring it to his attention.

To Be Continued...



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 06



Issue Six: Enter the Maid

Serena Jensen was laying on her bed, one breast hanging out of her night gown as she played with her nipple. Her other hand was shoved under her gown, between her legs, fingering her sopping wet snatch. The woman moaned as she pleasured herself, trying to bring her over the edge. Just before she got there, the phone rang, totally ruining the mood. She sighed, frustrated, and grabbed the phone, putting it to her ear. "This had better be really fuckin' good."

Mary Jane heard her friend's voice and knew immediately she'd interrupted some sort of sexual act. "Hey, Serena," she said. "It's MJ. Did I call at a bad time?"

Serena became a bit less annoyed when she heard MJ's voice. "Oh, hey MJ. Nothing I can't finish later. What's up? I heard you've been making a bundle in the porn industry. Thought you wanted to stay legit?"

"I did, but I decided that if you're gonna do porn, you could do a lot worse then fucking super heroes," the redhead replied, smirking. And the occasional villain as well, she thought, her mind turning to the encounter she'd had the night before in the alley with Venom. Her body was still tingling from it. "But anyway, the reason I'm calling is cause I need some help. The videos have gotten so popular, that it's eating into all my free time. I was wondering if you'd want to come work for me."

"Work for you?" Serena asked. "Doing what? I'm not some kinda maid, you know."

"Well, I could pay you whatever you wanted," MJ countered. "Not to mention you'd be living with me and Peter. And Peter's twin... who's single. And if you're extra good, maybe I'll let you co-star in a video with me."

"Oh yea?" Serena said, her interest perking up a little. "Think I could get to bang Spider-Man?"

Mary Jane grinned. "I'm sure that could be arranged. And a whole lot more."

"Then I'll do it," she said. "Let me pack some things and I'll be over later."

"Great," Mary Jane said. "Oh, and Serena, wear that slutty French maid outfit you've got. It'll really impress Peter's brother, I'm sure."

Mary Jane hung up the phone and sat back in the couch, smiling to herself. She wouldn't mind sharing Peter a bit, as long as she got to fool around with Serena some, too. And Ben would love fucking her, she knew that already.

MJ told the boys to expect a surprise that evening and when Serena arrived around eight o'clock, surprised is what they were. She didn't know who was drooling more. Ben, Peter, or herself. MJ had forgotten how good Serena looked in the maid outfit. She was tempted to grab her right there and start making out with her, but she restrained herself.

"Guys, this is my friend, Serena," she introduced them. "Serena, this is Peter and his brother, Ben. I hired Serena to help us with the chores and other stuff that needed... doing around here." She smirked.

Serena smiled, seductively. "Nice to meet you both," she said, looking them over. By the look in both their eyes, she knew she'd have no trouble seducing them. She hoped MJ wouldn't mind if she played with Peter a little. By the look of things, she wouldn't mind at all. "So where should I put my stuff?"

"This way," Mary Jane spoke up quickly before either of the other two could say anything. She grabbed one of Serena's bags and started to lead her into the large apartment. She turned back to Pete and Ben. "Why don't you two fix Serena something to eat while I get her settled in. Give a shout when you're ready."

Serena followed Mary Jane through the apartment and into a decent sized bedroom. She looked around, seeing the large comfortable bed and dresser. A large mirror hung on the wall and there was a closet on the other side of her bed. "Wow, this looks great, MJ."

Mary Jane was quick to shut the door behind them as they entered the bedroom. "So do you," she replied, moving over to Serena and turning the woman to face her. She pressed her body closely against her and brought her lips to the other's. Serena didn't try to pull away from MJ's attentions. Instead, she kissed back, moving her arms around the other woman's waist.

The two kissed for over a minute, extreme passion being exchanged. Their tongues met and wrestled together and their hands wandered over each other's body, feeling every curve. Finally, Serena broke the kiss and looked into Mary Jane's eyes, a bit flustered. "God, girl, couldn't wait five minutes before wanting to jump me."

Mary Jane smiled, giving one of Serena's breasts a squeeze. "What can I say? Seeing you in this outfit does funny things to me."

Serena let out a low moan. "So a quick fuck before dinner, then? That the idea?" she asked.

MJ nodded. "Exactly. Now hurry up and make me cum before the boys come a calling." She started working her way out of her clothes, shedding them to the ground quickly. She unclasped her bra and tossed it away, leaning into Serena again to kiss her. Her hands reached around, squeezing the woman's perfect ass.

Serena laughed and kissed Mary Jane in return. She didn't bother stripping out of her outfit. She'd be content to just dish out the pleasure at this point. There'd be plenty of time for her to get off later. Her own arms went around MJ and pulled her around before pushing her back onto the bed. Serena climbed over top of the redhead, looking down at her with sexual hunger.

Mary Jane looked back up at the dark-haired beauty with equal lust. She started to lean up to kiss her once more, but Serena stopped her as she lowered her head to MJ's tits. She took one of her nipples in, sucking on it. MJ gasped as she felt Serena's tongue on her. Serena's left hand moved up to cup Mary Jane's other boob, squeezing and caressing gently. Her right hand started sliding up Mary Jane's inner thigh, moving towards her crotch.

MJ writhed in pleasure on the bed, trying to keep her moans low so Peter and Ben wouldn't hear. She knew they'd find out eventually, but for the moment she wanted her and Serena to be a secret. She arched her chest upwards as Serena raked her teeth over her hard, sensitive nipple. With the pleasure she was feeling, she didn't know how long she could keep her sounds in check.

Serena moved downwards from Mary Jane's tits, starting a path of kisses down her stomach. When she reached her belly button, she dipped her tongue into the small crevice making MJ tremble. Serena smiled deviously and continued on her way. She reached Mary Jane's panties and yanked them down to expose her moist cunt. She used her fingers to spread her pussy lips open and started to tongue her.

Mary Jane reached over for a pillow and smashed it over her face as she started to moan louder. She pushed her crotch against Serena's face firmly. The fingers on Serena's other hand found MJ's clit and started to rub it. Mary Jane's toes clenched and she let out a long moan that was muffled into the pillow. Serena was greeted by a rush of MJ's juices, which she lapped up. She sat back up, wiping her face, and looked down at the redhead. "Well?"

MJ took the pillow away from her sweaty face. She was panting heavily and looked up at Serena. "That was great," she replied. Before she could say any more, she heard Peter call from the other room. She was quick to get up and put on her scattered clothing. She tried to get over her orgasm as quickly as possible, but even as the two left the bedroom, the glow on her face was obvious.

To Be Continued...



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 07



Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue Seven: Pur of the Black Cat - Part One

It had been a week since Serena Jensen had come to live with Mary Jane, Peter, and Ben. In that time, she'd been told about Peter and Ben's secret, night time activites fighting crime and she seemed alright with it. She had promised to keep her lips sealed and not spill the secret to anyone. It didn't take long for her and Ben to get together and now they shared a bedroom. The sounds of the two fucking were frequently heard throughout the apartment. Occasionally, Serena and MJ would get together for some fun of their own and what Serena had yet to tell MJ was that she had had sex with Peter the other night. She didn't think she'd mind, but Peter had sworn her to secrecy so she kept her mouth shut.

Mary Jane's movies had been selling incredibly well, they hadn't really slowed down since they first started putting them out. If it kept up, as much money as they were making, they wouldn't have to do anything else again. Unless, of course, they wanted to. That's how the third movie came about. Peter and Ben were off fighting crime one night, and MJ and Serena were sitting around in front of their new computer, checking email. Mary Jane got tons of it now, filled with all sorts of things. Fantasies with her as the star, naked pictures from her male, and female, fans, compliments on how beautiful she was, and also requests for who she should 'do' next. 

Most of them were totally impossible, being as they involved Spider-Man's villains. She tried to hide a blush as she read about someone wanting to see her and Venom hook up. Too bad there wasn't a camera present for that, she thought. She'd have loved to watch herself being absorbed by the symbiote. It was still the most pleasure she'd ever had. She tried to push her thoughts away from it and keep reading the email. Finally, she came to a scenario that was not just possible, but fun- sounding. She smirked and got Serena's attention. The 'maid' had printed out one of the male nude pictures MJ had recieved and had been fingering herself while looking it over.

"Check this out," she said. "Somebody wants to see me and the Black Cat together. Peter knows her, I wonder if he could get her to be in a vid with me."

Serena's eyes widened and her attention immediately went from the pic to Mary Jane. "Seriously? Oh, you gotta let me be in that one with you," she said. "I've heard stories about how limber and flexible the Black Cat is. Please?" She looked pleadingly at her friend.

MJ giggled. "I don't see why not. If the person who wants to see me and Black Cat thinks the idea of two chicks is hot, they should think three is practically orgasmic."

"Damn straight, it is," Serena said, a sultry smile coming over her lips. She leaned in and gave MJ a deep kiss on the lips, before pulling back and looking at her, a bit concerned. "You think Peter'll go for it?"

Mary Jane gave Serena a wink. "If he's not, he will be." The two laughed and went back to kissing, their hands playing across each other's bodies.

****

Later that night, after MJ and Serena had given each other multiple orgasms and Peter and Ben had returned, Mary Jane brought up the idea of doing a third installment of her porno series with Black Cat. Peter seemed a bit dubious about the idea, but Mary Jane brought up the fact that now that there were four of them living in the apartment, their costs were going up and she told a little white lie about their sales starting to drop, and to seal the deal, she promised him copious amounts of sexual favors. In the end, Peter caved and said he'd go have a chat with the Cat.

The next night, Peter gave Felicia Hardy a call and asked her to meet him on the top of a nearby building. She agreed and Peter went to get his costume on. Ben tried to get him to let him come, but Peter refused. He left the apartment and swung to the meeting place. It wasn't very far away, so he was there in no time. A short time later, Black Cat arrived.

"What's up, Spider?" she asked as she appeared out of the shadows in her skin-tight black costume with white patches of fluff. The costume accented her marvelous breasts greatly and Peter could already feel a twinge of arrousal course through his body. Her long, wavy white hair flowed down over her shoulders and there was a slight smirk on her face.

"There was something I wanted to talk with you about," he said, a little embarassed. Who do you tell a girl that your wife wants to have sex with them? And video tape it for hundreds of other people to watch, no less. Thinking that way just made Peter think about how he'd done just that, and it was his wife being exposed the most, so he just stopped thinking about it.

"Something we couldn't talk about over the phone?" she asked. She raised an eyebrow, obviously curious. She was a sly woman and there was no putting anything past her. She'd already noticed the slightly increased bulge in Peter's crotch and it amused her. She was already pondering ways of making the bulge grow even more. Her and Spidey had never actually had sex. She'd only given him head a couple of times.

"Well, we could've, but I sorta wanted to see you in person to talk about it," he replied. He was nervous, and it didn't help matters that just looking at Felicia was turning him on. "Have you heard about the, uh, videos... me and MJ have been making?" he asked finally.

The Cat nodded slowly, her smirk growing a little. "I'm actually guilty of owning them," she said. "Very... stimulating." She twirled her hair back behind her and leaned back against a large air conditioning unit and crossed her arms just under her large breasts, pressing them together a little. "What about them?" She knew her posture would drive Pete a little wild, and that was exactly her intention.

Peter's eyes locked onto Felicia's large breasts, now being firmly pressed together. The tightness in the lower part of his costume escalated. "Uhh... well... you see... MJ wanted to know if, uh..." he was trying hard to stop stammering, but it didn't seem to be working very well. Dammit, Parker! he cursed himself. Get ahold of yourself.

Felicia's smirk turned into a flat out grin. Not only had she gotten the desired response, but it seemed as if Peter was trying to ask her to star in a porno flick with his wife. She'd fooled around with other women before, and Mary Jane was certainly one of the sexiest ones she knew, but at the same time, she wondered if she couldn't get a little more out of the deal. "You want me to be in one of your videos, Spider?"

Spidey swallowed hard. "Um, yea," he finally answered. "I'll understand if you don't want to do it. It was probably a stupid idea for me to even ask."

She shook her head, her silver hair moving side to side. "No, no," she said. "I'd be glad to do it... for a price."

Peter was stunned by her answer. "Oh... well, okay. How much do you want? We've got tons of money now."

Felicia's grin widened. "Not money, Spider... you." She could tell by the shift in his mask that Peter's jaw had just dropped open. "If I'm gonna let you film me having sex with your wife, I want to know what it feels like to be her. Which means I want to know what it feels like to have you inside me. Just once."

He immediatly thought that it would be totally wrong to have sex with her. It would be cheating. But on the other hand, wasn't what MJ doing techincally cheating? And wasn't even getting blow jobs from

Black Cat also cheating? Would MJ really care if he and Felicia fucked? And for that matter, why would she even have to know? He felt another twinge in his pants and his mind was made up. He nodded. "Alright," he said. "Where? Here?"

The Black Cat shrugged, moving away from the A/C unit and towards Spidey. "Why not?" she said. "It's as good a place as any. Dark, quiet, private." Several steps later and she was standing right in front of him. Her hands went to his mask, lifting it up enough to reveal his mouth, which she quickly kissed. Peter kissed back and their tongues met and entwined. Felicia moved one of her hands down to the hardness between Peter's legs. In an instant, he had a full erection straining against the fabric of his costume.

Spidey's own hands moved to Felica's tits, giving them a squeeze. She moaned into his mouth and found her way into the lower part of his costume. He felt her soft hand on his cock, sliding her fingers over him. She stroked his hard on and he squeezed her boobs as they made out for a short period of time. Then their hands took on the purpose of disrobing. They helped each other take of their costumes and before long all either of them wore were their masks.

Felicia dropped to her knees and took Peter's manhood into her mouth, something she always enjoyed doing. She deepthroated his entire length down her throat, sucking on him long and hard and making him moan. She knew all the right tricks to give Pete tons of pleasure and get him over the edge in a matter of minutes, but she didn't want it to end that soon. So she released him from her mouth and stood back up and kissed him again, wrapping her arms around him.

Peter took advantage of her standing up and reached around her, gripping her firm ass and lifting her up. He turned around and pressed her slim body against the wall, feeling her long legs wrap around his waist. His cock was at a perfect angle now and he pushed his way into her, feeling the warm walls of her vagina wrap around him. They both let out simulatneous moans as they joined together. He kept pushing into her until he could push no further, then they started to work towards finding a good rhythm.

As they found it, Spidey's head dropped down to the Black Cat's large melons and began to lick and suck on her nipples. She tilted her head back, resting it against the wall, and let out loud moans of pleasure. She rocked up and down, her back scrapping against the bricks of the wall as Peter fucked her. He moved slowly at first, but he was quickly starting to pick up speed. It wasn't long before he was pounding into her and she was letting out even louder cries of passion. She felt his hot cum spill into her and it sent her over the edge as well.

Peter released her and they both dropped to the ground of the rooftop, panting heavily, covered in sweat. They took a few minutes before regaining enough energy to gather their costumes back up and start to put them back on. Once they were redressed, Black Cat turned back to Spider-Man and grinned. "Very good, Spider. I'll do the video for you."

Peter grinned back at her. "Great," he said. "And maybe afterwards, we can celebrate with another little... get together."

Felicia nodded. "I'd love it."

To Be Continued... 



Mary Jane: Super Whore Iss. 08



Mary Jane: Super Whore Issue Eight: Pur of the Black Cat

Felicia Hardy was impressed with the site of Peter's new apartment. It was enormous and the rent was obviously expensive. By the look of things, they were doing very good in their new line of work. She was even more impressed when she saw they're 'maid'. She felt a tingling down in her loins and smirked, giving the maid a wink. Her smirk turned into a grin as she saw the girl blush and turn away. Felicia's eyes wandered down to her ass, nicely accented in the French maid outfit she wore. Hopefully, she'd be able to get better aquainted with the young woman later; after her job was done.

Mary Jane came out of the bedroom wearing a semi-transparent, white lace teddy. She grinned as she saw Felicia and Peter. She walked up to Peter and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a deep kiss. Felicia watched as the two tongue wrestled. Peter seemed a little on edge. She figured it was because he was thinking about what they'd done less then ten minutes earlier. Poor Spider, she thought, continuing to watch them kiss. She could tell it was eating him up inside, what he'd done. And she also knew the only reason he'd gone through with it was because of what his wife was doing. Part of her despised MJ for that. A bigger part of her was just glad she could get something out of the whole arrangement. She glanced over at the maid again and smiled. Maybe a whole lot of something.

Peter and MJ's kiss finally broke and the red-head turned to Felicia, giving her a large smile. "Hello, Felicia," she said. "How are you?"

The Black Cat nodded and smirked. "Very well. And you?"

"Never better," she replied. "You feeling... frisky?" She raised an eyebrow at the silver-haired woman. Felicia took in the expressions on her face, reading them like a book. She'd seen the look before, with previous lovers, both male and female. It was a mixture of unrelenting horniness and obsession. Mary Jane had opened a door in her sex life, and she liked what was on the other side. Perhaps even loved it, more then her husband, more then anything. She was quickly becoming an addict to sex and different sexual experiences. The tapes, and moreso, what was in them, was proof enough. Felicia wondered how far she'd go, when and if it would stop, and if Peter would get hurt in the process. If he was, she'd make sure she'd be there to pick up the pieces.

"Always feeling frisky, Red," she finally replied.

MJ's expression brightened even more. "Great!" She turned to Peter. "You'll get the camera ready. We can start with a little solo me." She turned back to Felicia. "Then you can come in and we can get down to some real business. Good?"

The Black Cat and Spider-Man both nodded. Peter moved off to the bedroom to set the camera up. "Give me, say, five minutes to warm up the audience, then come on in." Felicia nodded again and Mary Jane turned and hurried off into the bedroom as well. 

Felicia smirked and thought about how she was going to rock her world. She caught site of the maid again and got her attention. "Hey, cutie. What's your name?" She watched as the young woman blushed again.

"Serena," the maid replied. "I'm a friend of MJ's and I'm also sort of dating Ben."

"Really?" Felicia said, frowning a little. "So, I guess you wouldn't be interested in a little girl-girl action, huh?"

The brunette's eyes widened with surprise. "What? You mean... you and me?" The Black Cat nodded, a smirk forming on her face. Serena grinned. "That'd be great! I've always been a fan of yours."

"Well, I always like to please my fans," she said, giving the girl a wink. She looked over at the clock on the wall and decided she'd been waiting long enough. She walked over to the bedroom door and pushed it open, looking through. There was Peter, running the camera, aiming it at his wife who was spread out on the bed, her legs apart, and one of her hands rubbing at herself furiously. She smirked and saw it as her perfect chance for an entrance.

The Black Cat shuffled into frame, giving the audience a great view of her spandex- covered ass. "You look like you could use some help there, girl," she said in a sultry tone. She ran her hands over her body, encompasing her breasts and giving them both a little squeeze. "Maybe I can help."

Mary Jane's eyes were filled with lust as she looked up at Felicia. "Oh, thank God you got here, Cat," she said, her voice filled with wanting. "I don't know how long I could last by myself. I was going crazy."

Felicia moved over to the bed. "Well, let me see what I can do about pushing you over the edge." She climbed onto the bed and crawled up to MJ, leaning into her and kissing her on the lips. MJ kissed back, bringing her arms around Felicia and running her hands through her silver hair. The two girls made out for a couple minutes, exploring each others mouths with their tongues. The Cat's hands moved to MJ's chest and started to rub her tits. She pulled the fabric of her teddy down, exposing her sensitive flesh and pinched at her nipples. The redhead let out a moan into the Cat's mouth and arched her back a bit.

Their kiss broke finally and the Black Cat moved her head down to MJ's large breasts. She sucked one of her nipples into her mouth and started to nibble on it, causing the sensitive area to grow hard. She continued to play with MJ's other nipple with her left hand, pinching and twisting it, making the woman groan with pleasure. Mary Jane moved her hands over Felicia's back, moving downwards and gripping her full, round ass, giving it a squeeze. The butt caressing and tit sucking kept up for a few minutes, with moans coming from both women.

The Black Cat sat up, looking down at her lover, and started to slide out of her costume, revealing her athletic body. Mary Jane watched Felicia start to strip and did so herself, slipping the teddy up past her sweaty, saliva covered breasts and over her head. MJ was naked by the time Felicia was only half undressed, being as her skintight outfit was a bit more tricky to take off. The redhead sat up as well and helped the other woman undress. As she did, MJ leaned forward and began to suckle on one of the Cat's breasts. Felicia put her hands on the back of MJ's head, running her fingers through her hair and pulling her closer to her chest. Mary Jane's hands moved down to where the Cat's costume was still halfway up her long legs and began to push it the rest of the way down.

It wasn't long before both women were completely naked, with the exception of Felicia's mask. MJ pushed her down onto the bed and straddled her. She leaned down and kissed her on the lips again and two's tongues meet once more. MJ's hands began caressing the silver-haired woman's tits, while Felicia's gripped the redhead's ass firmly. After a minute or so of more kissing between the two, the Black Cat pushed Mary Jane off of her and laid her on her back again. She quickly moved over top of her and gave her a wide smile before leaning down and sticking her tongue out, running it over the center of her chest. She started moving lower, down MJ's body, dragging her tongue along the way, between her tits, over her slim stomach, and finally reaching the small patch of red hair and the wet slit that lay between her legs.

Mary Jane tilted her head back and moaned as Felicia began to eat her out with a degree of skill she'd never experienced before. The woman's tongue flicked over her clit at a dizzying speed, and then suddenly dipped into her snatch. She'd never felt a tongue seem to penetrate her so deeply before and wondered just how big the Cat's tongue was. MJ grasped her own tits, squeezing them, and pinching her nipples. She gasped and moaned louder as she felt the Cat's fingers start to probe her cunt. She felt two of them slide in and out of her as the tongue went back to licking her clit. MJ's head went back, moaning louder and louder until she finally let out a piercing scream as she came. Felicia smiled and licked up the honey leaking out of Mary Jane. She crawled back up and presented the redhead with her wet, sticky fingers. "Want a taste?" she asked with a large smile on her face. MJ smiled back and took the Cat's fingers into her mouth, sucking her own juices off of them.

"Delicious!" Mary Jane told her. "I think I'd like to test a little bit more of that." And then she moved her head upwards and kissed Felicia again, just as deeply as the last times. MJ's hand moved down, between the Cat's legs, feeling her smooth, hairless pussy. She slipped one of her fingers into her and started to pump it in and out of the woman. Felicia ground her hips downward onto Mary Jane's hand as the redhead added two more fingers. MJ fucked the Black Cat with her fingers, thrusting them up into her as she humped down onto them. Sweat was covering both of their bodies as the silver-haired woman moaned loudly. She arched back, thrusting her tits outward and cried out as she came all over Mary Jane's hand. MJ pulled her hand away from the Cat's pussy and licked at the juices. She held her hand up to Felicia, offering her a taste. The Cat enthusiastically cleaned Mary Jane's hand with her tongue. After she finished, both women were sweaty, tired, and content. Felicia moved off of Mary Jane and lay next to her, snuggling up close. The film ended.

"That was amazing!" Mary Jane said, beaming at Felicia. "Oh my god... that's the best head I've ever gotten in my life!" She didn't notice the hurt expression on Peter's face, but the Cat did. She didn't say anything about it though, simply smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it was a lot of fun," Felicia said. "I'm sure it'll be a... big hit with your fans." She looked over at Peter again and saw that through his hurt look, she could also spot how horny he was. Obviously, watching MJ and her have sex had turned him on immensely. She smirked. "For now, I think I'll let you and Spider have some fun of your own. I know my way out." She gathered up her costume and slid it back on then left the bedroom. As she did, she spotted Serena, who had her back to her. She moved up to her, silently, and reached around her, gripping her breasts and pulling the brunette's body close to her own, letting their curves meet and press against each other. She heard the maid gasp in surprise and pleasure and leaned forward, kissing along her neck. "I've had my fun with your friend. Now what about you?"

Serena nodded and led Felicia into her room without speaking a word. She shut the door behind them and then turned to her. "I've been dreaming of this moment since I first heard about you," Serena told the Cat. "I... never thought I'd have the chance."

"Well, you do now," Felicia replied. "Better make the most of it." The two kissed, a bit more tenderly then the Cat had kissed Mary Jane. Their hands explored each other's bodies, slowly and gently. There wasn't the same haste as there seemed to be with Mary Jane. They took it slow and easy with sensual kisses and caresses. They lay down on the bed and just made out for a long time, with their hands running over each other, before they even started to undress. Once they did, their hands and lips started to explore all over again, this time on bare flesh. Felicia's head wound up between Serena's legs and she began licking her slit, coaxing her into an orgasm. Once Serena had cum, the Cat gave her a final kiss, then got off the bed and once again put on her costume. 

Serena looked a bit disappointed. "Don't you want me to get you off, too?" she asked.

Felicia smiled at the girl and shook her head. "I just got off not too long ago. I'm still very content. Although, I have no doubts that you could make me cum very hard." She gave Serena a suggestive wink. "Maybe next time, huh?"

Serena visibly brightened. "Sure, definitely!"

The Black Cat grinned, adjusted her costume, and left the Parker's apartment. As she did, she could hear the moans and grunts coming from Peter and MJ's room. At least she was still fucking him, she thought. How long would that last?

To Be Continued...