Spectacular Spider Cuck Ch 01

On a late night in New York, like almost every night finds Peter Parker in his bedroom of his aunt's house as he desperately strokes his tiny little penis while hiding behind his window as he watches Mary Jane get fucked doggy style on her bed through the window across from him, her massive tits bouncing as she moans for the big black cock in her pussy to ram her harder. The small dicked cuck desperately trying not to blow his tiny load watching the gorgeous red head rock back and forth as her dark skinned lover rams her squirting pussy full of his huge meat.

"Fuck me harder!" She screams as the man slams into her ass hard enough to make her scream in pleasure. "I'm your whore! Fuck me like I deserve it!"

Peter watches transfixed of the raw primal display Infront of him, his own tiny and thin length can barely handle his gentle stroking let alone the pure heaven he imagines Mary Janes pussy to be. With the non stop screaming and raw sounds of passion he'd be surprised that no one was complaining about the noise, if not for the almost certain guarantee that most of his neighbours were also getting into depraved ruts of their own, the only difference being that Peter can actually see the rough pounding his crush receives nightly as she always seems to forget her curtains.

The big black bull rams his massive length into her soaking wet quim, the loud smacking of his hips on her ass deafening to the wannabe cuck stroking in the adjacent window. In complete awe of the moaning red head, her flush face, rolled back eyes, open mouth, wildly bouncing tits smacking back and forth as she squirts almost without pause onto the bed below.

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP

"OOOOHHH FUCK YES RUIN ME"

The man slams into her again and again, making her squeal with delight, violently shaking as bliss overtakes her beautifully flush well fucked body, before he pulls out and starts stroking himself off, ready to cum all over her face.

"Yes daddy, nut on your dirty little slut!" She begs him, desperate to have his seed sprayed all over her pretty face, tongue stuck out, pure lust written across the red heads face.

"Oh god please do it" Peter softly whispers to himself as he pulls his little dick.

The bull grunts as he sprays thick ropes of hot white cum all over her face, covering her eyes, nose, mouth and hair in sticky gooey cum. He then sticks his cock back into her mouth as she hungrily licks up every last drop.

Meanwhile Peter rubbing his little 2 inch penis with his thumb and index finger manages to spray a tiny little load into his hand before lapping it up like the good cuck he so desperately wanted to be for MJ. Dreaming of the day he can sit under her sucking cum from her pussy.

"Well done big boy" MJ says, her sultry voice carrying across the gap between her room and Peter's as she mops up the last of his cum into her mouth opening wide for both Peter and her lover to see before swallowing, "mmmm yummy, ready to stretch my ass wide open next round" she says with a dark lustful look "hell yeah slut" her black lover exclaims as he throws her into all fours on the bed, MJ squealing in surprise, her huge tits and ass jiggle as she lands, her squeal turning to wanton moaning as his spit-shined black rod works itself into her rosebud, well practiced for this task as both she and Peter knew from years of taking and watching respectively.

Peter readies himself to pump another pathetic load, his little stiffy already returned, but the sound of his police scanner alerting him to crime in his city has him dejectedly putting on his spider suit before quietly leaving through his window, failing to notice MJ's calculated gaze following him as she was roughly pounded in her asshole.

As Peter leaps over the rooftops of Queens, getting further from his secret love he now can make out the faint sounds of people in their homes crying out in pleasure of their own, the depravity as boundless as it is varied amongst all the different tastes of the people of Queens, even spotting a few rutting couples who enjoy the taboo of fucking out in the open of their yards. In fact that looks like Mrs Thompson bent over her car taking a pounding from Mr Thompson, the sexy milf clearly enjoying herself based on the intense moaning.

Already feeling his tiny cock begin to throb in his spandex Peter can tell this is going to be a long night.

Spider-Man lands in a low crouch on top of the roof across from the midtown art museum, his lenses squinting close as he focuses on the precise opening in the sky light tonight's art thief has quietly snuck through, then he looks to the less precise smashed out window two floors below, clearly someone had beaten him here.

Following the trail of broken railings and smashed glass the hero begins to hear something above the bustling night life below, squelching wet rhythmic sounds interrupted by a feminine scream.

"OOOOOHHHHHH FUCK YES DESTROY THAT ASSHOLE OOOOHHH"

Leaping onto the roof next to the source of the vulgar noises Spider-Man crouches low into the shadows to see who is currently getting their insides rearranged.

The hero now watches unseen, as his clone counter part and brother, Ben Reilley the scarlet spider has none other than Felicia Hardy the black cat in a full nelson held upright splitting her ass wide open with his obscenely huge cock. The cat burglar is nearly catatonic eyes rolled back, tongue lolled out, her gargantuan breasts spilling out of her unzipped latex catsuit, bouncing in a circular upwards movement, so large they smack loudly into each other with each bounce, her exposed pussy practically ejecting bursts of her squirting orgasm across the rooftop with each thrust.

Her fat pussy lips quiver in both pleasure and exhaustion from squirting for so long, her sensitive clit bulging out. slightly below her nether regions Peter can only watch in arousal at the fat globes of her ass are parted as Ben rams his massive cock into the thoroughly stretched asshole of the cat burglar, moving at such speeds that would make Peter loose his pathetic load in an instant.

"Ohhhhh fuck yes, you're such a naughty slut, take my cock deep inside you, let me fill your ass with my cum" Ben growls at her as he rams his cock deeper and deeper into her tight spit lubed ashole.

"Yes daddy, please fill my ass with your ball slime, I want to carry your thick nut inside my guts forever " she babels as he continues to pound away at her.

Spider-Man watches in awe as his brother fills the Black Cat with his seed, pumping her full of cum until he finally sets her down, involuntarily moaning as his own pathetic length cums in his spandex suit without being touched. Felicia now kneeling worships Ben's massive fuck pole with her mouth, cleaning off the taste of her ass and his cum.

"That was amazing, thank you for taking me so deep" she purrs as she licks his balls clean.

"My pleasure kitty cat" Ben says rather smugly, his half hard cock barely wanes at the sight kneeling before him, smacking his cock lightly on her face as she purrs seductively.

Spider-Man on the other hand is quietly panting, having prematurely cum into his pants, an unfortunate problem paired with his micro penis. He watches with a great deal of jealously, reminded of his own shortcomings.

It has been a few years since Peter had defeated the mad but brilliant villain jackal and had made peace with his new brother, but still freshly remembers the jackals mockery of his pathetic length, having altered Ben's genetics so as to create a truly 'superior' Spider-Man without such an insignificant size and stamina the scientist had stated as matter of fact, having several failed clones with his little dicklet already destroyed. Peter remembers having to leave the crime scene quickly after handing the villain over as the female police laughed at his tiny stiffy, after being humiliated by the jackal it was protruding from his skintight spandex, the only clothing his penis has ever been visible through.

Of course it had been even harder to make up an excuse to Ben as to why Peter didn't have any good ideas for hiding his bulge while in costume. Both pretending Ben hadn't been privy to the information jackal spread freely about the heroes dicklet to all of New York. The clones considerable length is bulging his spandex even to this day.

Presently Peter decides to leave the couple be, having mistaken their elaborate foreplay for a real crime, he begins to swing home, as he soars through the skyline doing his best not to peer into all the windows of couples fucking he is brought back to when he missed his chance with Felicia before Ben was in the picture.

Although he didn't love her like he had MJ he certainly found her attractive, and after a successful battle against the sinister six standing up high with her watching them be carted away he couldn't take his eyes off her heaving breast, drenched in sweat from a hard nights work.

"Well that was fun, excluding the sour personalities down there of course" Felicia says with mirth, still catching her breathe.

"Really you don't like their company, I personally find electro to be a real charmer" Peter said trying to lighten the mood before calling down to the villain.

"Isn't that right Max!"

"I'LL FRY YOU BUG"

"I really don't know what I'd do without him" Peter laments, now looking back to Black Cat he can see not only her impressive bust but her pussy sculpted in the tightness of her latex suit and finds himself entranced by the sight.

Noticing his interest Felicia smirks before strutting up to Peter, pressing into him as she whispers "I know how I'd like to celebrate this win how about you spider".

Before Peter could even think of a witty response her gloved hand cups his crotch, expecting to find a healthy package Felicia squeezes lightly in confusion only for Peter to moan pathetically as his knees turn inwards and Felicia feels a tiny flex of his small dicklet and a miniscule droplet of cum seep through onto her gloved hand.

Shock quickly turns to amusement for the white haired stunner. Struggling to hold in her laughter Felicia wipes her glove on the logo on Peters chest before managing to utter "maybe we should go to different parties afterall, I'll see you around... little spider".

Peter blushes deeply as he watches her walk away, massive ass cheeks shifting from side to side atop meaty sculpted thighs, his small dicklet still leaking precum.

It didn't really suprise Peter that those two wound up together, A pure Adonis of a man and Aphrodite in a catsuit, although Ben's cryptic invite to come over to 'see' them anytime has always intrigued the webhead, yet he remains too timid to take up his sexually superior yet understanding brother.

Swinging home high above the streets Peter contemplates his shortcomings, while he is greatly aroused by the humiliation that comes with having a small dicklet, the ridicule he received in school and now college thanks to gym showers and a camera incident only making his struggle not to cum at any given moment even harder is proof of that, and he loves the idea of his dream girl turning him into cum cleaning cuckold, still he had to at least feel some jealously.

Here he was living in the midst of the most sexually liberated era people had ever lived through, where sexual deviance was celebrated and encouraged with superhuman ambassadors leading the way. From heroes dressed in tight outfits encouraging people to give into their desires, or mutants spreading their own brand of free love, unity of of homo sapien and superior having never been stronger. Look no further than the Hellfire club, really an empire nowadays helping regular people uncover their deepest desires with no shame and yet here he was with a tiny cock cumming in his pants in the corner.

Swinging past tall buildings trying to ignore the sounds of pleasure escaping the open windows Peter tries not to cum in his pants yet again. Before he finally makes it back home he sneaks in through the back door of his aunt's house and quietly makes his way upstairs.

Passing by his aunt Mays room he hears moaning and a distinct squelching sound. Before he can think better of himself he peeks through the thin gap in the door to see what she was doing.

Seated right in the middle of the bed was his milf of an aunt,45 years of age, her beautiful face, marred only by slight crows eyes and few wrinkles, contorted in pleasure, her brown hair hung loose framing her lust riddled face, the silver strands of bangs standing out prominent in a mature sexiness. Her heaving breasts, almost as large as Felicia's sag slightly with age, drenched in sweat lead down to her large mound of pubic hair pointing to her pussy, currently stretched by the massive dildo attached to the Sybian she is riding.

"Ready to make me cum boys" she breathily moaned for the webcam she was facing set up at the end of the bed.

Peter recoiled in fear of being spotted on camera, ever since his uncle had passed his aunt had been doing this to pay the bills, even when Peter was finally making decent money at the Bugle she still kept this up.

Perhaps it was a way for her to replace the pounding of her bed and wailing orgasms that used to keep Peter up at night stroking his dicklet before his uncle was longer around.

Hearing the dings of donations flooding the laptop from her admiring audience, the vibrations of her toy became much faster and harder and may shook in rapture, her juices soaking everything underneath her quivering things and she screamed loudly.

"CUMMING"

May keeled over, pleased fucked out look plastered across her face as she groped her tits moaning wantonly.

"She soaked her bed fellas, let's work her up again" feminine hands suddenly wrapped around may from behind gently gripping her throat while pinching her swollen clit.

Peter was so distracted by May that he hadn't noticed his aunts playmate hiding behind her, who had been working at the plug fitted snugly up Mays tightly clenched ass.

The face of none other than Anna Watson, Mary Janes own aunt appeared over Mays shoulder, smiling smugly, only slightly older that her friend she wore her graying blonde hair short to reveal her aged yet still pleasant face. Her huge sagging tits had no equal that Peter had ever seen before and the dark pink nipples were visible either side of Mays waist, the thick built woman, pleasantly plump in all the right places was completely naked and grinding into her friends backside while she worked her clit.

Peter having guiltily tuned into his aunt's stream on several occasions was quite familiar with the view, and what a spectacular one it was, she wasn't considered the most popular amateur milf adult cam-star in America for nothing, the amount of times one of her fans had come up to speak to her, only to be led somewhere quiet by May so she could properly thank them for their support was astounding, it had also made going to movies with her a non stop arousing event for her nephew.

While she was worked into another frenzied orgasm by her best friend, tweaking her clit, spanking her ass, pulling the plug buried in her back door and sucking on the pulse of the neck Peter thought about how he should probably feel about his attraction to his aunt.

Deep down he knew it was wrong, and yet the mere concept of incest in the last few decades has become a steadily popular guilty pleasure of many, look no further than the Maximoff twins, who can be seen fucking each other with reckless abandon on one of the avengers many live channels.

Besides Peter thought to himself, his little cocklet leaking on the verge of orgasm once again. it's not like his aunt hadn't sent more than a few signals of her own. The teasing comments, seemingly knowing way to much about what turns him on, his 'little' problem's she would often reference a knowing look sent his way, the wardrobe malfunctions were almost a daily occurrence now, and she's never been shy about flaunting her lover's to him. Peter can still remember the look she sent him as she dragged mister Katzenberg upstairs, the fat slob of a man apparently having one redeeming quality according to her and many ladies at the Bugle. hearing that pig make his aunt scream and cum her brains out had had him on his knees outside her door squirting his little load nonstop in his briefs.

She rarely spares him the details either. Most mornings has Peter cumming in his pants during breakfast while his aunt shares her sordid tales with him. The ever present look on her face almost proud to make her little beta nephew find his happy place.

Peter moaned a little too loudly as the thoughts and sight before him drove him to another orgasm. The poor little beta had almost nothing left to spill from his dicklet asides from a little precum. fearing discovery Peter retreated to his room, not hearing the scoff of amusement from Anna "everytime" she laughed in her friends ear while twisting the plug further into Mays ass, "hush, he can't help it" May said defensively, her words breaking into a deep guttural groan as she came undone once more herself.

Hiding away in his room Peter stripped down till he was naked, not worrying about hiding his cum stained clothes as some boys can't help it, he remembers his aunt telling him after finding the evidence of his pleasant dreams years ago, before adding almost too quietly for Peter to hear that men can, a curious look on her face as if she was testing something in him at the time, almost making him cum Infront of her on the spot.

Getting ready to head to bed, the hour drawing very late, Peter can't help but be drawn to the window one final time by the sound of obscene slurping.

Standing naked at his window, little dicklet out for any late night passerby to see Peter is treated to the sight of Mary Jane one last time for the night. The busty red head is on her knees, slurping on the engorged meat of her black lover, the man sitting at her desk chair while MJ treats her bull to a filthy display of cock worship, slobbering on his shaft, working lower to his massive nuts before dipping lower.

Unfortunately for Peter they are further back in her room than before and her back is to him. Dejectedly, with no cum left to spill from his little penis he climbs into bed naked. Putting in his ear buds to listen to his playlist that his aunt bought for him last Christmas. Claiming that this particular Hellfire special would turn a boy like him into the perfect boyfriend for girl who needs a real man.

Peter drifts away from consciousness, not thinking about how much more sensitive his dicklet has become since using his aunt's gift every night, his once meagre stamina reduced to almost nothing, his dreams often filled with encounters with his classmates at college, women at the Bugle, his aunt and even fellow superheroes, his little premature penis unable to please any of them as they laugh, fucking their bulls, but amongst Peter's wide array of dirty fantasies always present is Mary Jane.

The gentle yet firm and elegant voice of mistress Frost is the last thing the little dicked hero hears before passing out.