Chapter 1: Birthday Cuckquean
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“Oh, where is he? Did he really have to get distracted on today of all days?” Mary-Jane sighs in slight frustration.
“Don’t worry, Mom. I’m sure Dad will be here soon. You know how crazy New York gets.” Mary-Jane and Peter’s daughter Mayday says in order to make her mom understand.
“You’re probably right sweetheart. But he better have gotten me an Amazing cake.” MJ accepts that his duty as Spider-Man will never not make him late for things and she goes back to enjoying her party with friends and family.
Peter was in fact not busy being Spider-man right now. He had asked Wade and Matt to cover for him for the petty crimes.
The cake was also ready for pickup since this morning. He was in and out of the bakery in less than five minutes.
What was keeping him from his wife’s Birthday party was because of a text.
“Oh, Peter! Fuck me, FUCK MY ASS RAW!” Betty Brant screams as her bowels were rearranged by Peter Parker for the nth time.
The text was a booty call from Betty Brant, Peter’s current best lover. She knows all his favorite positions and actually lets him do them, unlike his wife.
“Fuck, Betty how are you so tight? I pound this ass almost everyday and it still feels as great as the first time.” Peter moans in delight at the firm squeeze her cheeks give him before her response
“It’s probably all the squats I do while sucking you off under your workbench. What would everyone think if they found out you discovered how to create a temporary healing factor for people who lost their limbs while I blew you under your desk?” The sexy reporter teases him.
“Most would be jealous of my multitasking and luck with women, while the simps and feminists would ignore the thing that could give people limbs back and complain that I cheated on my wife.” Peter replies bitterly. Only fellow geniuses ever care about the extent of his work. Everyone else talks about his wife whom they see in movies.
“Let’s just forget that all for now and just continue fucking until you have to leave.” Betty decides they are getting to chatty and less sweaty.
“Fine with me.” The hero goes back to clapping the reporter's cheeks. She screams in delight as he bends her over and plows away.
After about an hour of switching positions and holes, Mr. Parker is ready for his third orgasm of the day. Ms. Brant lost count after twelve for hers. Mostly because Peter stopped making her count them out after that many.
“I’m gonna cum, where do you want it? It will be your last one for the night.”
“Cum on my ass. I want you to do it like our first time.” Peter follows her instructions and cums on her ass the same way he did the night they lost their virginities to each other in an empty office at the Bugle.
Peter gets one great picture before leaving Betty in her bed exhausted. After grabbing the cake and giving hers a slap of course.
“See you tomorrow, love.” The two kiss before he hurries home back to the party.
Peter gets back to the party in less than ten minutes.
“Dad!” Mayday runs up to him and hugs him tightly.
“Hey, Pumpkin. How is your mom’s party going?”
“Everyone is having a great time so far. But they are getting very hungry.”
“Good thing I’ve got the cake.” Peter waits for Mayday to finish hugging him before lowering his left arm which kept the cake above his head so it didn’t get crushed. He walks over to the table and sets it down.
“Finally, you’re here. It’s been two hours. What took you so long?” His wife pouts as she hugs him.
“Me matie, the best booty takes time to collect,” Peter says while imitating a pirate.
She rolls her eyes jokingly and smiles at him. “What a goofball I’ve married. Come on, help me set up the candles. Everyone has been getting hungry.” They pass by their friends, family…and Paul. MJ’s ‘We’re just friends now’ after their relationship crumbled when their kids did.
Peter is far from stupid, he knows they still hold feelings for each other. He honestly only got back with her in order to have and raise Mayday for the future destiny she, unfortunately, has to deal with.
Peter pushes his feelings down as he lights the candles and everyone starts singing.
MJ gives a strong blow of air that extinguishes the candle. Her wish to meet her children that never existed will go unanswered, Again.
Chapter 2: Getting with the Original
Summary:
Peter Parker and Janine Godbe have an affair behind MJ and Ben's backs.
Notes:
Sorry for the super, super long break. Don't really have any good reasons, just haven't been as in to writing for a while.
Prompt by Lil_Spidey_Vert, hope you see this and enjoy :)
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“This is so wrong.” Janine Godbe giggles as Peter Parker pulls her panties down her legs.
“Doesn’t make it any less hot. Unless you want to stop…?” Peter raises his brow at her.
“Fuck no. I need you inside me now. It’s so unfair how much bigger you are than Ben.” She pushes Peter onto the motel bed. He lets out a hearty chuckle.
“Unfortunately for Ben, Jackal wasn’t interested in making clones that were bigger than him.”
Janine smirks as she pulls down Peter’s pants and stares worshipingly at the massive member standing at attention just for her. She licks her lips as she turns around to get into her favorite position, reverse cowgirl. Made even better with Spider flexibility allowing her to hold his ankles as she bounces on his thick cock.
“Fuck, MJ never does this. Villain pussy really just is better.”
“You’re goddamn right, baby. Don’t you dare forget it.” Hallow’s Eve bounces away on Spider-Man, while staring into a mirror on the wall. Finding it hot to watch the way her stomach bulges out.
The two make eye contact after a few minutes of sweaty, loud fucking. “Ruin our lives, baby.” She squeezes her tits hard as she feels her orgasm hit her.
Peter isn’t far behind as he pumps his load inside the redhead’s fertile pussy.
The two collaps onto the bed together, arms embraced in a sweet moment of sin. Tomorrow they’ll go on with their significant others as if nothing happened. Keeping up their ruse of innocence. But tonight they’ll fuck each other till their hearts' content.