Series of Sex one stroke featuring various Marvel babe and our favourite wanderer hero.

Chapter 1 : Storm.

The audio of deep necking and groan of pleasance filled the abandoned sewer as the the two occupants made out, their clapper intertwining wetly as they kissed passionately before their wet lips parted.

The two were none other than Ororo Monroe false name Storm of the X-men and the early being Saint Peter the Apostle Charlie Parker Alias Spiderman. The white haired ravisher ran her script over his soft cheek before leaning in to continue their sloppy kiss, her clapper seeking his as they came together and parted once more, her purpleness painted lips moving to circle his tongue and suck on it softly, drinking his affectionate spit from it as it went down her throat.

The right variation female had no trouble acting like a slut for the untested Heron. She saw peter as the perfect man for her. Someone who she wanted as her own. Funny, smart, loving, supportive and caring. She would be a saphead to let him get snatched up by some youth bimbo. She was all the cleaning woman he needed. And she would prove it. She had worn her blue coloured latex X-men struggle causa and called prick on the pretence of treatment only to drag him into one of the manor unused toilets a kissing him nitwitted, pasting her lips to his and panting like a bitch in heat.

She had cut her long flannel whisker short circuit, leaving it spiky at the peak and berm length, peter running his bridge player through it as they hungrily kissed each other. He could see the wet dripping spot on her latex where her cunt would be, its juices dripping so much that it was flooding past the latex paint onto the floor.

'' You 're such a slut, storm. '' shaft said as violent storm went down on her knee joint, smiling. `` Only for you Peter. Only for you. ``

He wasted no clock time, pulling his trousers down to his leg and letting his thick 7 column inch shaft natural spring out in front of tempest awestricken eyes as he laid it down onto her face, slapping it down gently a few times as he let 's its musky sent pervade her senses.

'' This is what you want, is n't it slut ? You want this cock spraying cum down your hungry pharynx, is n't it ? Go ahead then. Take it. '' He whispered, watching as he placed the tip of his cockhead at the entrance of storm 's oral fissure and watched as her wet and shiny purple painted lips formed a seal on his cock, parting spread to receive it into her wet lip as she began sucking and slurping on it loudly, his hands moving to her hairsbreadth as her own move to his backside, pushing him in deeper down her throat.

'' Ohhh fuck ! You 're killing me, storm. '' Groaned the wanderer Cuban sandwich as storm 's tongue lapped at his cockhead within her warm mouth, her tongue parting his piss twat to thrust its tip down the contract hole as Peter groaned in pleasance. Her digit behind his ass began to labour aside his cheeks before slipping a ticklish digit into his ass hole. That was the final straw.

'' Ohhhhh, nooky ! ! I 'm Cumming babe ! '' He groaned, his rooster spewing thick twisting cum down storm 's gulping throat, her eyes widening at the sheer quantity and thickness of his seed. He was so male ! And his seed tasted perfect ! She could get enough of it. She gulped down hungrily, massaging his clod as they produced another spate of fat jizz, his sperm seemingly releasing a mass of backed up cum.

Peter let his cock slip from her throat into her mouth, filling it with musky spunk that she showed proudly to him as his turncock slipped from her mouth, gargling the delicious treat before swallowing it and licking her sass, Peter 's tool hardening once more at the sight.

He literally ripped off her rubber-base paint courting with his enhanced intensity, her huge dark tits open to his gaze and admiration as he pushed her to the trading floor on her back, parting her thigh and legs to queer her drenched and dripping bare pussycat, her legs wrapping around him as he moved his trunk and cock forward and went in balls deep into the powerful mutants pussy.

tempest threw her head back as her lover rutted into her, taking her mingy puss as his own on the cold pot floor. A slight bolt of nuisance sliced through her eubstance as he pushed into the previously unreachable parts of her cunt, giving her wax Penetration, but the pain melted quickly into a hot, dodgy pleasure as he fucked her, sliding his incision in and out of her desperately wet pussy.

'' Yes tool. Ugh ! Yes ! More ! '' She cried in pleasure, not caring if anybody passed by the toilet and heard.

She kept her brown eyes focused on Peter as her lover turned her into a slattern for his prick. She panted for him, for his dick, the pounding he was giving her stiff womanhood making her mind bend off. He was churning her pussy grueling, and she loved it.

St. Peter the Apostle sped up, fucking the sexy mutant harder, and she shook with his driving force, her night skinned trunk crushed beneath his, her huge chest pressed tight against his chest. He growled, his breath hot in her ear, and she just could not break off from cumming. His dick slid over her pussy walls, making her whine, and when he bit her neck tough, marking her as his, she nearly screamed as she hit her bragging culmination yet.

'' Fuucckkkk ! ! Soo fucking Good ! '' She cried out, her unretentive and peaky livid hair now slick and damp with their combined sweat.

I'm going to cum, violent storm,"he rasped, and she almost cried out in want of his seed in her cunt. He thrust deep inside, past her cervix which kissed the chief of his cock as he passed through into her womb, and she felt him pulsing as cum rushed out to spurt inside her, filling her pussy and womb packing her with his fertile thick seed. Her body shook as she accepted it, and she clenched him plastered - her twat squeezing his cock, her legs squeezing his waist. Her arms looped them around his neck, pulling his mouthpiece to hers and she felt another string of jizz splashing into her as their rim met, their clapper tangling together.

They lay there for long second, sweaty and tired, panting with exertion, her puss milking him of every cobbler's last drop of spermatozoan. Storm opened her mouth to say something, and Peter put his bridge player over her lips, before continuing their kiss and letting his sperm and her mutant enhanced eggs do their piece of work to create a strong child in her uterus to indicate as cogent evidence of their erotic love and their new relationship.

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9 months later

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Storm watched Peter sleeping form resting gently next to her in their bed in the X mansion, his handwriting surrounding her gravid belly protectively as her womb nurtured their child who would no doubt be a knock-down mutant if its parents were any example to go by. She loved him and would want nothing more than him and their child to be happy together as a family .