I’M A HUGE SPIDER-MAN FAN SO I WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING SPECIAL.
Things have never been easy, especially when I decided that my hobby would wearing skin tight spandex and swinging from buildings. Little did I know that a gorgeous red head would be scarier than a dude with a rhino horn, I guess hell hath no fury like a MJ scorned.
“PETER PARKER!” M.J. yelled as I dove feet first through the window. “I’m sorry I’m late M.J, we can do date night tomorrow” I said. In hindsight I should have known better than to say anything, it always gets worse when I talk. “It’s not a normal date night Pete, it’s my birthday. We had a reservation at that French place in Brooklyn remember?” She looked crushed and I never felt more like an asshole in my life. “Fuuuck! M.J. I’m so fucking sorry. There was a hostage situation uptown and….I got caught up. Sigh, I’m the fucking worst” this wasn’t the first time I let her down, but I felt the same shame I did the first time. Mary Jane’s expression softend as her petite hand rested on my shoulder.
“Hard day yeah?” M.J. asked, knowing the answer but still being kind enough to ask. “Yeah. Not everyone made it out” after seven years of being Spider-Man it still took every thing I had not to cry after a day like today. “Oh Pete, I’m sorry. I wish I could help more, I wish I…..” “You help plenty. I wouldn’t be here with out you, red” I said, a small tear falling down my left cheek. She embraced me, her arms wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. “I’m always here ya, tiger” M.J whispered as her lips met mine.
Her hands slip under my costume, her fingers tracing the scars covering my abs. “I love you M.J” “I know” she grinned sweetly, her freckled face glowed with caring nature that made me smile no matter the shit I’ve been through. We end up in the bedroom, our lips locked the whole way there. My hands trace her curves as she pulls me onto the bed. I kiss down her neck and shoulder, her moans and giggles making me smile. “Mmmm, who knew a nerd could be such a romatic” M.J giggles. “What can I say, I’m a charmer” I smile back as I stared into her beautiful green eyes.
M.J rips off my costume and throws it to the floor, her hands tracing my body until her fingers touched my crotch. “I miss this” M.J coos as her lips brush against mine. “Me too, I’m sorry I couldn’t be here sooner” “It’s ok, your here now”. I kissed her as my hands groped her perky tits, my boner brushing against her eager wetness.
“Take me Pete, please” was all the motivation I needed as I entered her, my swollen member parting her folds as we both moaned. M.J’s legs wrapped around me as I pumped in and out of her dripping snatch. I kissed her and she ran her fingers through my short brown hair. “Oh God! Thats the spot right there!” She moaned into my mouth.
“Pete! Pete I’m….I’m gonna….oooh fuuuck!” M.J’s eyes rolled and her back arched. “Fuck! I’m gonna too!” I moaned as I came deep in her tight depths. We both shuddered and smiled as we held eachother tightly. “I love you, Mary Jane” “I love you too, tiger” we kissed as she snuggled into my neck. The past seven years have been the hardest of my life but M.J keeps me grounded. I couldn’t do it without her.
ON A ROOF A FEW BUILDINGS AWAY
“That bitch! That should be me with the spider, not some ginger whore with a bad tit job” the platinum blonde huffed as she looked through her binoculars. “He’ll make the right decision, even if he needs a little help” Felicia Hardy said with a sinister smile.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/n6cf2m/a_spider_in_nyc_a_spiderman_erotica