All relationships had to start somewhere. And Betsy Braddock, the X-Men member known as Psylocke, started her relationship with Peter Parker, better known as everyone's favorite Amazing Spider-Man, fighting a group of ninjas. She never thought a team up where she had to fight ninjas over some mystical artifact which could bring about the end of days, would actually lead to a healthy and stable relationship, but there you go. Betsy smiled when thinking about it.
Currently, she dressed in a purple dress clinging to her curves. They had made their way out to the night club. Peter cleaned up just as nicely as well, dressed in a button up shirt, a suit jacket, and a pair of nice dress pants. It suited him nicely. Maybe not the fanciest, most expensive attire, but Betsy oogled the eye candy never the less.
Peter could not believe his luck. He started out on a normal team up, and then boom, ninjas. Ninjas happened without any warning, but Peter had help. Betsy was amazing, and the two of them stopped the ninjas, saved the world, shared a kiss, and they had been going out on dates ever since. And not every single date ended up with them fighting criminals, maybe about every third date.
"You look beautiful," Peter said. "I don't know if I've told you that."
"Every time we go out," Betsy said with a playful smile. "But the thought is appreciated, you know. And you looked like delicious yourself as well."
Betsy ensnared Peter in her grip. Peter looked at every inch of her body. A beautiful woman, with Japanese features thanks to a mind swap. She seemed so much sexy with those features, beyond a British accent. The purple hair also drew Peter's attention to her figure, just as much as her long breasts, sexy legs which could be used to bring an opponent to their doom just as much as entice. The most delicious part of Betsy was that ass, which most of the time had been put into tight leather.
The dress rode up, and Peter could feel she was being daring enough not to wear any panties tonight. The two of them danced for a little bit longer. Betsy smiled.
"Let's hope our date doesn't get cut off prematurely," Betsy said. "Because, when I get going, I don't think either of us are going to want to stop. I rented a private room for us, after we're done having dinner and dancing."
Peter looked at her.
"I know, I'm spoiling you, love," Betsy said. "But, after all the ways you've helped me out, the least I can do is give us a nice night, devoid of any attention."
She swooped down and kissed Peter. Those warm lips meeting his intoxicated the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. All he could do was kiss back, and their bodies molded together. One of her legs rested on his hip and Peter's fingers danced up of them.
"Mmm, getting a little frisky tonight, aren't we?" Betsy teased him.
"You're the one grinding up against me, you tell me."
Betsy offered him a smile and a shrug in response. "Guilty as charged."
She decided to finish the dance at the very least before taking Peter to the back room and shagging his brains out. And it would take a while given how intelligent he was.
'Brains and looks, you just hit the jackpot,' Betsy thought to herself.
Peter was well aware of Betsy pinching his ass. He found the real estate in his pants to be quite constricted as well. The stunning beauty backed Peter into the next room after the dance had been done.
"Just sit down, and enjoy the show," Betsy said. "We have some much more intimate music back there."
Betsy swayed her hips back and forth. The beat of the music started, and Betsy grabbed the straps on the dress to slowly pull it down. Those dark breasts exposed, capped off by tapped nipples. Nipples which awaited Peter, which begged him to suck them.
There was more skin to be revealed, as Betsy swayed her hips to the dance. The dress slipped down to reveal her very toned abs. Her belly button shined in the night. Betsy slipped down her dress further and showed her pussy, with a strip of purple hair coming down it as well. That caused Peter's eyes to lock onto her center with lust. She turned herself around.
Those round ass cheeks were out there. Peter looked at them bounce when Betsy rose herself up and then she lifted one hand before slapping that ass. Another slap to the ass and Peter twitched in his pants. He tried to keep himself under control.
Betsy turned around, smiling. Her purple hair flipped over her face and she took a half of a step forward. She walked over and straddled Peter. A smile on her face followed. She leaned down and gave him another sizzling kiss. Peter lifted up and put his hands on the back of Betsy's hair to guide the kiss into his mouth.
His suit jacket slipped off, and Betsy slowly unbuttoned his shirt as well. She planted a series of intense kisses on his collarbone, and went down to kiss away at him some more. Spider-Man watched her, keep kissing away at him. She was getting closer, closer, closer.
"That looks pretty tight."
Betsy undid Peter's pants and slid his belt off. Her hands cupped his crotch through his pants. More passionate kisses peppered Peter's body. Betsy slowly slid his pants. Her warm able lips moved closer, closer to the promise land. She slid Peter's boxers down over his ankles and revealed his thick throbbing slab of meat.
"Oh, we are excited, "Betsy said.
She let the drool from her mouth lubricate her hand and she slowly rubbed Peter up and down.
"I love stroking your big cock," Betsy said. "The only thing I love more than stroking is licking it. It tastes so good….I have to have it in my mouth."
Betsy slowly kissed the base of Peter's cock. She left purple lipstick marks all the way down his cock. Her wet tongue slowly engulfed Peter and wrapped around the tool. He stretched when Betsy rubbed his vein and slowly licked down it. She went from the base all the way to the head. Betsy swirled her tongue around him and kissed him.
The taste of his cock was so good, Betsy was getting so wet, so warm, and so very hot. She needed to have her lips wrapped around his cock.
"Oh, your mouth feels so good!"
Betsy lowered her lips around Peter's throbbing hard cock. He wrapped his fingers around Betsy's hair and guided his cock into her mouth. He pushed into the back of her throat and she leaned back to accept more of his throbbing hard cock entering her throat.
"Mmm, mmm," Betsy moaned with passion.
Peter guided his cock into the back of her throat. She sucked him down, nice and hard, good and fast, making him feel really good every single time those warm lips wrapped around his throbbing meat. Peter looked down into Betsy's stunning eyes and could feel what she was doing to him.
She went all the way down to the base and sucked Peter as hard as possible. She cupped his balls and gave them a squeeze. Her intense sucking continued for several more minutes.
Loud popping sounds around Peter's prick made him stretch into her mouth. Betsy pulled away from Peter's cock and gave him a parting kiss.
"I can't waste a drop of that cum," Betsy said. "I would have to eat me out, but I need your cock now. I need it buried inside of me."
Betsy rose up to straddle Peter's lap. His cock brushed up against her belly, and it made Peter's loins get set on fire with passion.
"Will you do that for me, Peter?"
Peter gripped her ass for leverage, and because what man wouldn't want to grab that ass. Betsy rose up in position. Her thin, wet lips slowly found their way over the base of Peter's aching cock. She took his manhood inside of her with one fluid drop.
"You're always so tight!" Peter groaned.
Betsy's nerve endings had been set on fire. His big, throbbing cock entered her tight body. She rose up and felt his hands palming and squeezing her ass. The fact he worshipped her ass like this made Betsy feel even good. Her toned legs wrapped around his waist and made sure Peter didn't stray too far.
The web slinger could feel her toned body bounce all about his. Every time his cock pushed inside of her slick center, her felt really good. She pushed herself down on Peter's rod. He returned fire by slamming his thick manhood inside of her body. The combination of the two of them going at it, back and forth, was a loving encounter. Peter could not wait for her to ascend and descend on him just like she was.
"Yes, I'm feeling very good," Betsy said. "Oh, right there, Peter, shove your huge cock deep inside of me….really make me cum."
Peter intended to make this goddess cum. Her tight clenching pussy was a joy and Peter could just bury himself inside it all the day long. He rode her to another orgasm, with Betsy clenching on him. Her tight walls came down onto Peter and milked his prick inside of her.
"Mmm, yes, right there," Betsy panted. "Give it to me….hammer my pussy…..make it really feel your love, Peter! It feels so good, I can't stand it!"
Betsy gripped and released him. Peter decided to reluctantly pull away from her ass and deal with other parts of her body. The legs sounded like a good enough spot as any to feel up. Betsy pushed down on Peter's throbbing hard cock. It entered her body with a flourish.
"Peter, Peter….."
"You have nice breasts as well," Peter said.
Betsy smiled, they didn't get enough attention with her ass and legs. The point of this hard cock pushed inside of her. The sexy mutant reframed from using her powers to stimulate Peter's pleasure centers. It might have made the sex better, but that sounded like cheating.
Besides, she wanted to do things the old fashioned way. Peter gripped Betsy's breasts and released them. She kept bouncing up and down on his lap. She never once broke her momentum.
Those balls were filling up very fast. All thanks to the warm, snug grip of Betsy's wonderful pussy. He grabbed Betsy's ass and squeezed it, pushing her into his body. Her wet pussy snugly wrapped around him and released him with a few more fluid pumps.
"Are you cumming yet?" Peter asked.
Betsy nodded feverishly when bouncing up and down on him. She wanted that cock buried inside of her wet snatch. Her body thrashed and came down onto Peter's hard cock. She slid all the way down Peter's hard cock and rammed down onto his manhood.
She came down from an amazing orgasm, and Peter held her ample cheeks one more time. He squeezed and slapped them. Betsy's ass bounced even more when driving her wet pussy down onto her.
Pure sexual nirvana entered her body. Along with a second orgasm, and Peter truly was that gift which kept on giving, and what he kept giving her was multiple orgasms.
"Peter, Peter, harder, please!" Betsy moaned.
She wrapped her tight pussy around his pulsing rod. The latest orgasm had been intense, but she felt those balls bouncing against her. Betsy struggled not to use her telekinesis to stroke his balls, but decided, given the circumstances, she should just throw all caution to the wind.
Invisible fingers began to stroke Peter's balls. He could feel some force gripping it with just as much passion as Betsy gripped his intruding cock.
"Feels good," Peter said. "Don't you stop!"
Betsy decided to give him what would be considered a slight mind screw. She entered his mind and felt the passion in it. Her pleasure sensors had been overloaded, and she just kept bouncing on his throbbing hard member. The length pushed deep inside of Betsy's gushing womanhood. She picked up a steadier pace and dropped down onto his hard cock.
His face rested between her ample, bouncing breasts. Peter sucked them into his mouth. Betsy mewled in desire. Every time he pleasured her, he was full of surprises. And he filled her up with his nice, throbbing hard cock as well. He pushed her closer into him, ass bouncing all the way when he did so.
"More, give me more," Betsy begged him.
"Don't worry," Peter said. "I'll give you everything you want, and then just a little bit more. You're dripping for me, you're dripping for my cock."
Betsy could not deny the fact she was dripping. She dropped her pussy down onto Peter and craved his cum. She leaned back and Peter attacked her breasts with his mouth and kneaded her ass with his hands. He squeezed it the longer Peter pushed his hands all over her ass.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Betsy breathed.
Peter smiled having hit all of her pleasure points. He cupped those round breasts and released them. They bounced in hand with a nice squeeze.
"This feels really good," Betsy said. "I think I'm going to cum again!"
"Then cum hard, cum as often as you want."
He spanked her ass and it only made Betsy ride him even further and even faster. Her sexy body bounced up and down on him. She rode herself raw.
Peter just wasn't sitting there, letting her do all of the work either. He held onto the underside of breasts and squeezed them. He moved down to her hips and shoved his length inside of her. He buried his huge cock inside of her womanly depths.
Betsy's eyes clouded over in an unmistakable amount of lust. She could feel the orgasm to end all orgasms cumming. She didn't dare enter Peter's mind. The passion and love he felt was overwhelming to her, but in a good way. Also, his mouth wrapped around her nipple and suckling it.
"Just make me cum," Betsy said. "But, I need your….my pussy is hungry for you. It's hungry for your cum…hungry for what you can do."
She rose up and bounced down on Peter's throbbing hard rod. Betsy drove herself down to the base and then released Peter. She bounced and raised one more time, working his rod into her.
All good things hand to come to an end. No matter how much Peter wanted to be buried inside of her tight sheath all day long, he had to release himself. His balls throbbed with the sensations, with the pleasure. They rested at the edge of Betsy's womanhood. Peter gripped her and pushed into her body.
"Don't wait, cum."
Peter waited for Betsy to feel her latest orgasm. The gushing warmth wrapped around his cock became the catalyst for Peter's explosion. His balls discharged a heavy amount of cum inside of the body of the mutant goddess who rode him every last way.
Betsy wouldn't dare let up on him. She had to milk these balls for everything they were worth. Her body shuddered the very second she had been filled up.
The two pulled away, pure sexual bliss having been reached. Betsy leaned over and kissed him.
"So, my place for dessert?"
She winked at him, and Peter's cock, after being worked every which way, showed signs of life.
"Are you going to be the tray?" Peter asked her.
"Naughty boy," Betsy said with a giggle. "I guess you're going to have to wait and see, won't you, luv?"
End.