A Super Hero's Slut

Peter was out the door at the crack of dawn armed with his cameras. He hoped to get some good shots of Kraven to go with the ones he had taken the previous day. He headed for the building where he had left Kraven the night before. He intended to find out what Kraven's interest in the place was.

There were two men sitting at a table just inside the door, sipping coffee and going over blueprints. He identified himself as a reporter/photographer for the Daily Bugle, gave them a song and dance about how the paper was going to do a series on new construction and renovations in the downtown and then asked them what the place they were working on was going to be.

"It is going to be some kind of weird exotic restaurant with wild animals in cages scattered around the room."

Peter looked at the man in disbelief, "You can't be serious."

"Oh but I am. Look right here on the print" and he pointed to a spot.

Peter looked and sure enough it showed where the crocodile cage was to be placed. He noticed cage locations for other animals - lions and tigers and bears - "Oh my" he said, "Has anybody thought about the natural stink of these animals and what the will do to the patron's appetite? Imagine sitting at a table next to the lion cage just getting ready to dig into a steak when the lion decides to take a dump."

"Hey mac, not my problem. I just get paid to do the construction."

"Thanks for the information" Peter said as he got ready to leave.

"Hey mac, don't you want my picture? You know, for the story?"

"Yeah, sure" Peter said and he wasted an exposure taking the guys picture.

The building maintenance man was lying on his back looking up at the sink that Mary Jane had said was leaking. He wasn't surprised when he felt his zipper being pulled down. Three or four times a week Mary Jane called him to come to her apartment and work on something although it was usually Mary Jane who did all the work. Like now for instance. Her left hand was on the countertop bracing herself as she squatted over him and used her right hand to guide his erection into her cunt.

He just laid they and enjoyed it as she worked herself up and down on his shaft. Sweet Jesus was she good and he hoped that she never moved out of the building. The phone rang and Mary Jane picked the cordless up off of the counter and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Oh hi honey."

"Nothing much, just getting my morning exercise. I'm doing squats right now. Have to keep my body nice and tight and attractive for you."

The pure sluttishness of talking to her husband while fucking Stan fired Mary Jane up and she began moving faster up and down the maintenance man's pole.

"Nothing baby, I always breathe hard when I exercise. I'm in the middle of a really hard work out right now.

"Maybe."

"I'll try, but I can't promise. If I get a call for an interview I won't be able to, but if no one calls I'll see you there."

"Not really baby, right now I'm really feeling the burn."

"Bye sweetie, I love you too."

"My husband wants me to have lunch with him Stan. Help me work up an appetite" she said as she slammed down on his hard cock.

Mary Jane was feeling good. And she was proud of herself. It had taken her less than two minutes to suck Stan's cock hard again for their second fuck of the morning. The second time was on her bed and with Stan on top and she wondered if he would have bruises on the backs of his legs where her heels had drummed against them. It only took her three minutes to get him up for the third romp. That one was doggie style. She loved taking a long, hard cock from the rear and she enjoyed the hell out of Stan. He was young, he was energetic and he had a large cock and she liked those qualities in a man.

He left and she started to get ready to make the rounds of the modeling agencies. She debated between douching or leaving Stan in her so Petey could suck him out. She did get a lot of wicked pleasure out of Petey's sucking her lover's leavings out of her before tickling her with his little stub, but she did have an agency she wanted to visit and if they had a casting couch she didn't want to jeopardize her chances by giving some one sloppy seconds.

She got up and headed for the bathroom just as the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Ms. Parker?"

"This is she."

"Ms. Parker, I am Adam Zimmer and I am the talent coordinator for Safari Productions. My principal would like to talk with you about a part in a movie he is planning. Would you be free for lunch today?"

"Well, I did have some plans, but nothing that I can't reschedule."

"Good. Adolpho's at one?"

"Yes, I can be there."

"Excellent. Just give the hostess your name, she will know to expect you."

"Oh my God" Mary Jane thought as she hung up the phone, "A part in a movie. I wonder if it is a speaking part or just a walk on. Hell, I don't care. It is exposure and it could lead to something else. Oh oh, no lunch with Peter today. Petey, what to do about Petey. Let's see, business lunch so it should last an hour to an hour and a half, no casting couches in restaurants so even if I do have to put out to get the part it won't be today. No need to douche then so I can leave Stan inside me for Petey tonight."

She looked at her watch and saw that she needed to hurry if she was to look her best for the meeting.

"Is she coming?" Kraven asked.

"She said she would be there."

"How is work at the warehouse coming?"

"The sets are all made and painted. The camera equipment arrived this morning and the crew and supporting cast are already here and ready to go. All we need is our star."

"If things go right I'll have her this afternoon."

"You sure about this? Granted that her husband is only freelance, but he does have ties to the local media."

"It won't matter. If she is the fame hungry twit we think she is she will control him until we have what we want. After that? Who cares what he thinks or who he has ties to. But then again, maybe it would serve us better if she were a widow. Yes, I think that is the way to go. See to it."

"Yes sir."

Peter stood at the front gate of the prison and looked up at the high walls. It was an austere and imposing structure and one well suited for housing society's miscreants. Since he had called ahead the guards were expecting him and a half-hour later he was sitting in the warden's office.

"I know what you told me on the phone Mr. Parker, but just what is your interest in this case?"

"It's like I told you Warden Jones, I'm doing a piece on rehabilitation and I thought the situation involving Kraven The Hunter would be the perfect backdrop for the story. How does a criminal - a menace to society - come into a place like this and have his life turned around in just a few short years? How do you turn him into a man that the Governor himself sits fit to pardon and return to society."

Peter listened to the psycho-babble of the warden without learning what he had hoped to learn. He had hoped to learn something that would let him get ahead of Kraven on what ever Kraven was planning. Peter wanted to be ahead of the curve for a change, not reacting to what the criminal did as was usually the case. Peter left the prison with no more idea of what Kraven was up to than he'd had when he got up this morning.

Mary Jane recognized him as she approached the table. Kraven The Hunter. He was a big man and he had an aura of power around him. She took in the wide shoulders and big biceps and she felt a tingle in her loins. She wondered if he had a cock that matched the rest of him as far as size went. She almost came in her panties as she wondered what it would be like to fuck a man that her husband had sent to prison. She smiled as she thought that if she got the part she might just find out. It would be a kick to take home a load of cum from one of Petey's archenemies and have Petey suck it all out of her.

Kraven rose as she approached the table. "Ms. Parker, so nice of you to come on such short notice."

"The pleasure is all mine. I've heard so much about you."

"Not all of it good I'll wager."

"Does it have to be? All women like to see a touch of 'bad boy' in a man."

"Oh my dear Ms. Parker, I like you all ready. Well, I suppose Adam told you what this meeting is all about?"

"He did mention a part in a movie."

"A part in a movie? Oh no Ms. Parker, not just a part."

"Please call me Mary Jane."

"I want you for my leading lady Mary Jane."

Mary Jane had just kicked off a high heel and was getting ready to run her foot up Kraven's leg suddenly pulled it back. She had been prepared to fuck Kraven's brains out to get the part, but from the way he was talking he had already decided to give her much more than just a small part. No sense in letting him think she was an easy slut even though she was. Once she was sure of what was going on she would fuck him to death as a way of saying thank you.

It did leave her with one small problem though. Her interlude with Stan this morning had been nice, but she had expected to get another taste sometime during the day. Now she wished she and Stan had gone another time or three.

Kraven said, "I propose that we go to my office to talk about what I have in mind and to discuss contracts."

Mary Jane smiled at him and said, "Sounds like a plan."

Peter's jaw almost hit the sidewalk in disbelief as he saw Mary Jane come out of Adolpho's on the arm of Kraven. It explained why she hadn't answered the phone when he'd called her to tell her where to meet him for lunch, but what was she doing with Kraven? A limousine pulled up and Kraven helped Mary Jane get in and then he followed her and the limo pulled away from the curb. Peter looked around for a cab, but there wasn't a blob of yellow anywhere on the street. A quick look showed him a dark hallway. He didn't like to web swing during the day, but he had to know where Kraven was going with Mary Jane.

As the limousine moved down the Avenue of the America's Mary Jane's thoughts were on "The Red Carpet" and she was all ready hearing the commentary of Joan Rivers and her daughter Mellisa. She smiled inwardly as she saw herself accepting Oscars, Emmys, Golden Globes and the like and then she noticed people looking up and pointing and she asked Kraven if he knew what was going on.

Kraven pushed a button and the sunroof opened up and she and Kraven looked up and saw Spider-Man swing along and looking down at them.

"I knew it would happen sooner or later."

"Knew what would happen?"

"That the web-head would start harassing me."

"I'm sure you're mistaken."

"I don't think so. I've only been in town three days and there he is hovering over me."

"But this is his territory. People see him every day swinging over these streets."

"I don't mean to sound rude Mary Jane, but unlike you, I know him and I know what the wall crawler is doing. He was responsible for putting me in prison and my being out is like a personal affront to him. He will be doing his best to see me sent back."

A retort was on the tip of her tongue, but at the last second she beat down the loyalty to her husband that was going to make her speak. It wouldn't change Kraven's mind, but it could cost her her chance to be a star.

Peter stayed with the limo until it pulled up in front of the Hilton. Kraven got out of the car and looked up at him and then gave him the one-fingered salute. Then Kraven helped Mary Jane out of the limo and the two of them disappeared into the hotel. Peter was shut down. He could web-swing and wall crawl and get away with it, but he couldn't get away with looking in hotel windows, at least not during the day. He had no way of finding out what was going on between Mary Jane and Kraven inside the Hilton. Since he had seen them coming out of Adolpho's it didn't seem likely that they were going to be in the restaurant. That left only one possibility - Kraven was taking Mary Jane to his room!

As Kraven led Mary Jane into the elevator she asked, "Where are we going?"

"To my office."

"But this is a hotel."

"I have a suite of rooms, two of which are set up as offices. My staff uses one and I use the other."

This could be dangerous Mary Jane thought. I know I said I would hold off until later to spread for the man, but can I hold off if I'm in a hotel room with him? Do I want to? I know Petey saw us come in and he is probably outside right now furious that he can't know what Kraven is up to. Wouldn't it be deliciously wicked to fuck Kraven with Petey outside watching the building and then go home to him full of Kraven's juices? She glanced over at Kraven. From the bulge in his trousers it would seem that he wanted to put some pipe to her.

Kraven noticed the slut eyeing his package. He hadn't expected that he would be able to put her on her back so soon, but fucking her now or fucking her later didn't matter all that much as far as his plans for her went. She was a hot looking piece so maybe the sooner he started the more he could enjoy her before he had to end it. He would see how it went. Maybe he was misreading her; after all, she was a married woman.

The first thing that Mary Jane saw went they entered Kraven's suite was the king-sized bed. Kraven saw her notice the bed and he also noticed that she made no protest and that she didn't run screaming from the room. Kraven took her by the arm and led her through the connecting door that led into a fully furnished office. Was that a look of disappointment he saw in her eyes?

There was another connecting door in the opposite wall and it was open and she saw a man working at a desk. Kraven offered Mary Jane a seat in front of his desk and he left the door behind him open and Mary Jane wondered if it was deliberate. From where she was sitting she had a clear view of Kraven's bed. Could he be that devious? Even as she asked herself that question she knew that the answer was yes. She knew she was going to fuck Kraven sooner or later and Kraven knew he was going to fuck her. Al that was needed was for the two of them to communicate and Mary Jane knew that she could find a way to give him an opening. She just hadn't decided if she was going to give him the opening today.

"Well, lets get down to business, shall we? I have already decided that I want you for my lead, but you haven't yet decided that you want to be my star. You know nothing of the project and you may take one look at the script and then say "Sorry, not for me." We can save each other a lot of time with one question. How do you feel about partial nudity?"

"I can't honestly answer that question because I don't know your definition of 'partial.' Does it mean topless? Or maybe unclothed, but with strategically placed leaves and twigs? I need more information."

"There is one scene in the movie where you will be bathing in a river. It is basically a nude scene, but from the back only. We can put pasties or a partial body stocking on your front, but your backside would be completely uncovered. Could you do that?"

"If it was tastefully done, yes I could do that."

"Okay then, let's move on. Toward the middle of the picture there will be several scenes where your costume wouldn't be much more that a two piece bathing suit."

"No problem there. In my modeling career I have done hundreds of lingerie ads, a lot of them just bra and panties."

"This would not be the same. When you model it is static. You know, "Turn a little left, look up, hold it" the picture is taken and you move on to the next pose. In moving pictures it is different. You will be running around, bras will be slipping, your boobs will be swinging - you will be moving. What I'm asking is can you run around half naked in front of fifteen or twenty cast and crew members?"

"I don't see why not."

"Okay, we will check that out later. Here's what we are doing. You know of my wild life and environmental work that got me my pardon?"

"Yes, it was in the papers."

"I have found a wealthy backer and I'm going to parlay my love for wild animals into a feature film. I'm going to jump on the "remake" wagon and remake "Tarzan" from a current perspective. Same as the original premise - boy raised by apes - and then an expedition is formed to search out the fabled Ape Man. The expedition wanders into an area they were told to stay clear of and the end up between the two warring factions in the civil that was taking place in the Congo. You are the only survivor and you only survive because Tarzan saves you.

"Then he tries to get you back to civilization before you are killed by hunter/killer teams from the two factions so you can tell the world press about the massacre of the expedition. The sub plot is that both sides in the civil war are allowing poachers, for a fee, to hunt down and kill the wild animals that are so much a part of the African continent. The purpose of the film, in addition to its entertainment value is to alert the world to the slaughter of the animals in Africa."

"Who are you looking at for the role of Tarzan?"

"Brad Pitt has shown an interest and we are in negotiations."

"Brad Pitt?"

"Yes."

"Damn it to hell."

"What?"

"He and Jennifer Anniston have split and he's back on the market. He'll be my co-star, but I'm married. Ain't that just my luck."

"I take it you want the part?"

"Yes I do."

"Well, I'm a little embarrassed by this, but I need to satisfy myself on a point."

"What's that?"

Would you please strip down to your underwear?"

"What?"

"I want to see if you can run around scantily clad in front of an audience made up of crew and cast members. If you can't do it in front of us, I doubt that you could do it front of a crew."

"Us?"

"Yes, us. I'll call Adam and his associate in here. If you can do it you have the lead."

"Oh I can do it all right; if it is on the up and up."

"I'm hurt Mary Jane. Tsk, tsk, to think that you don't trust me."

He opened a briefcase and took out a sheaf of paper, signed the last page and handed it to her.

"It is your contract and I've already signed it. All you have to do is what I asked for, sign the contract and give it back to me. Although if you are as smart as I think you are I hope you will read it first."

Mary Jane took the contract, glanced at it and then put it in her purse. She stood up, "Get the audience in here."

Kraven picked up the phone and pushed a button. "Andy, get Joe and come into my office. Leave Mark to answer the phones and talk to any walk ins."

A minute later two men walked into the office. One was a short, balding man and the other was a tall well-built black man. By then Mary Jane was out of her blouse and was just stepping out of her skirt. She did a couple of slow turns in front of the men and then she took off her bra and thong and tossed them into the middle of Kraven's desk.

"What do you think boys" she asked as she tweaked her nipples, "Is this a good rack?" She tweaked her nipples with her fingers and said, "Maybe you would like to suck on them? Maybe tit fuck me?"

She gave the three men a dazzling smile and the she strutted into the bedroom and spread herself out on the king sized bed and waited to see what the three men would do.

Peter was driving himself crazy wondering what his wife was doing with Kraven. Seeing her come out of Adolpho's on Kraven's arm was a shock to his system, but nothing compared to the feelings he was having after seeing her go into a mid-town hotel with Kraven. How did she meet him? Why was she with him at all, let alone be in a hotel with him. She knew that he had been responsible for sending Kraven to prison and at the time she had even congratulated him on doing it. And now she was with him?

He went into the hotel and checked out the restaurant, the bar, and even the meeting rooms, but he didn't find either his wife or Kraven. He really didn't want to do it, but it was the only way he could think of to find out what was going on. He went to the front desk and showed his press pass to the desk clerk.