Anya Corazon sat down on her bed, biting down on her lip and kept watching the clock. She knew he would be here in time. He always showed up and today was a very special day. The heroine even dropped her cell phone down onto the bed and stopped tweeting. She was too nervous to tweet. The anxiety built up as she was going to do something very daring.
She focused on a spot on the blue wall around her to try and take a very deep breath. She laid eyes on the tack board of the various articles she collected. Some from actual physical media and some on the Internet, they all had to do with her exploits as Spider-Girl and yes her blunders.
She stretched out, the tight white tank to she wore stretched over her firm teenage breasts. It showed her stomach, flat and toned from a fair amount of immense working out. Said stomach rose and fell with breathing. Her jean shorts exposed a fair bit of leg. Anya liked how her legs looked, and hoped he would as do.
A knock on the window caused Anya to rise up from her bed. She wondered if she should greet him in costume to do this properly. Anya decided not to. The teenager crossed the room and opened the window.
"Hey, Anya, what's up?"
Spider-Man came into the room. She looked at him and enjoyed how the stitches of the costume stretched over his very muscular frame. Anya held herself back from running her hands over. The heat started at her cheeks and spread over her body.
"I need to talk to you," Anya said. "Remember the conversation we had about five, six months ago, wasn't it now?"
"I remember," Spider-Man said. "You said you had a crush on me and you wanted…you wanted to ask me to do something for you. To make sure your first time was memorable, and I told you, you were too young."
"I was then," Anya said. "Now, today's my eighteenth birthday."
"Today?" Spider-Man asked. "I'm sorry, Anya. I forgot about your birthday. I was just….."
Anya put her fingers on the edge of his mask. Spider-Man shivered at the touch of the young girl. She pressed her hips against his. Spider-Man tried to think about something other than the temptation in front of him.
"You're a busy man, Spider-Man," Anya said. "Rhino, Sandman, Shocker, all of them, you had to deal with them in the past week, and I'm pretty sure that only just scraps the surface."
The tempting teenage stepped back from Spider-Man and adjusted her shirt. It snapped back over the top of her breasts. Spider-Man tried not to look to see whether or not Anya wore a bra underneath the shirt. Her hips moved a little bit when she looked at him.
"Don't be sorry you didn't get me anything for my birthday," Anya said. "You brought me the greatest gift of all. You brought me you. You brought me this."
Anya reached in to squeeze Spider-Man's crotch which caused the web slinger to jump back a little bit.
"Anya, is there…is there…what's gotten into you?" Spider-Man asked.
"You, hopefully," Anya said. "I've been feeling it for months. My first time, it needs to be with someone I can trust. It needs to be with you. It needs to be with my hero, with Spider-Man."
Anya backed Spider-Man against the wall and smiled at him.
"You should be with someone closer to your age," Spider-Man said.
Anya heaved in with a sigh and threw her hands back. "But, I don't want to be with someone closer to my age. I want to be with you. I don't want to be with someone who would fumble his way through my first time. I want to be with someone who knows his way around a woman."
She reached in put her hands on his way. Spider-Man made no motion to correct him. The perfume she wore intoxicated his senses. She was a bit young.
"I'm old enough….."
"I can do math, Peter," Anya said. "You're not old enough to be my father. You were not having children when you were eight."
Anya leaned in to him and grabbed onto his ass. Spider-Man pulled her hands back from him and held them. She looked at him with burning desire in her eyes. Spider-Man realized how much desire blasted through those eyes towards him.
"If you're good enough for Black Cat, Ms. Marvel, Black Widow, and Spider-Woman, then just think about how much you'd rock my world," Anya said. "Please, Peter…don't leave me hanging on my birthday."
Anya stepped back from him and made her way on the bed. She leaned back on the bed, the material of her shirt stretching one more time over her perky bosom. Peter looked at her. Nice perky breasts, a beautiful face, flat tummy, nice hips, and long legs, Anya stunned him with her beauty. She pushed a finger into her mouth and Peter watched her lips.
"You do think I'm good looking, don't you?" Anya asked.
"You're very beautiful, Anya," Peter said. "I feel like we could…"
"We're both two adults of consent," Anya said. "You shouldn't feel guilty about this. You didn't seduce me into your web like some super spider predator. I'm the one who is trying to entice you. Please, Spider-Man, kiss me one time, please, pretty please with sugar on top."
Peter looked at her and saw she pouted. The web slinger moved over onto the bed and scooped Anya into his arms. Her body felt very nice pressed against his. He reached in and gave Anya a very passionate kiss which made all of the teenager's dreams come true at once.
The eighteen year old, barely legal as of a few hours ago, woman breathed in excitement from the kiss. He could really kiss her and really rock her world. Her loins heated up with Spider-Man pushing her onto the bed. The kiss continued when Spider-Man explored her body, Anya's body. She thought she could just die right here and be pleasure.
The warm body underneath Peter felt good. Her nipples stuck out from underneath her shirt.
"You're not recording this on your cell phone, are you?" Peter asked. "Because, the last thing either of us want to be is part of some kind of super hero fappening."
"Relax, I'm young, but I'm not stupid," Anya said.
Anya tugged on the top half of Spider-Man's costume and revealed his muscled chest. She touched the edge of the muscles and played with them. A nice smile popped over Anya's face the more she rubbed her hands over him. She pulled down his pants and almost gasped when she saw him.
"So, disappointed?" Peter teased her.
A large cock beyond all of Anya's naughtiest dreams came out. The girl nervously ran her hands over the piece of meat. She could feel it pulse in her hand. Anya leaned in and stuck out her tongue, and tested the waters. She found she enjoyed the taste of him.
"Just take your time," Peter said. "We've got all afternoon."
Anya took a couple of inches into his mouth. She dared herself to push more cock into her throat, but gagged on it. Taking that much at once was not a good idea to be honest.
Peter gently guided the back of her head and she sucked on half of his length. The other she rubbed with her hands. She could feel it pulsing.
"Sorry," Anya said. "I can't….I don't know how people find this easily."
"Practice makes perfect," Peter said. "I want to taste you."
Anya bounced up almost falling over. Peter grabbed her, and she blushed. The barely legal heroine pulled her shirt over her head. Her perky B-Cup chest came out in front of Spider-Man. Obviously not the largest breasts in the world of the costumed heroines, but they were very respectable for her frame. She slowly pulled down her shorts to reveal a pair of white panties underneath.
"Allow me."
The heroine nodded, her body just begging to be touched by him some more. He pulled down her panties. Anya shaved beforehand, preparing for this. Her pussy only had a small strip of hair down it. The teenager came down on the bed, with Spider-Man on top of her. The older man teased her young body with kisses.
Peter wanted to taste Anya. The tempting teenager from underneath him writhed about on the bed. Peter got closer to her and kissed her flat belly button. Anya's body sized up underneath him when Peter kissed her a couple more times. The web slinger reached closer and pushed his tongue against her slit, lapping up her juices.
Anya reached up to hold Peter around the head. Her thighs kept pumping around his head. He lapped up the juices. A dam burst in Anya, and she squirted juices all over his face. The teenage gasped and rose her hips up before crashing them down on the bed. Her entire body swam with molten heat. The more he touched her, tasted her, the more she wanted.
'Spider-Man is eating my pussy!' she cheered in her mind.
The only thing which came out of Anya's mouth were some very soft, very whimpering moans. Peter worked his magic with his tongue against her. It caused her juices to squirt out and be sucked up by Peter.
Peter pulled back from Anya, and she breathed on the bed. Anya could hardly believe she felt so good. Her thighs lightly spread apart as she knew only one thing could be better than being eaten out by Spider-Man.
"I want you," Anya said to him, shyly, but firmly.
Peter looked at the young girl underneath him. He wondered if he should cross the final frontier with this young woman. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Anya said. "I'm sure."
"Once I take your virginity, there's no going back," Peter said. "Therefore, this is something you should be really something you want or…"
Anya lifted her hips up off of the bed and stroked her body. Her hands handed up on her pussy. Peter viewed how wet and tight it was. His cock throbbed at the thought of taking her virgin pussy, giving her the very first sexual experience with a cock inside of her.
"Please, Spidey, I'm so horny," Anya begged him.
Peter's hard cock slapped against her firm stomach flesh. He moved down against the wet opening. The web slinger adjusted him, pushing his muscular body against her nubile frame. Anya spread out as far as possible to allow him to intrude for her.
"This can hurt," Peter warned her.
"Do it, quick," Anya said.
She hated the stalling tactics. Peter parted her lips and slid inside of her. He struck and pushed through her barrier. On instinct, Anya threw her head up and caught Peter's shoulder with her teeth to bite down onto it. Peter eased into her and pulled all the way out of her.
Two slow thrusts followed, with Peter gouging the reaction of the sexy young heroine underneath him. Her hips pumped him to take more of Peter inside of her.
"Peter, please," Anya begged him. "Please."
Their warm bodies connected together with Peter pushing down onto Anya on the bed. Anya shifted her hips all the way up. A very longing moan came out of her body when Peter slowly stretched out her pussy. His thrusts grew a little bit steadier and quickened just a little bit. She lifted her legs up, draping one over his thighs to encourage him. The two tilted to the side.
Peter forgot how tight teenagers could be. It had been a very long time since he had been inside a teenage pussy. Those warm walls fit around Peter like a slick glove. Now the initial pain was over, Anya rolled her hips up, nervously experimenting. Peter pushed as much of himself as he would dare into uncharted grounds. He slowly brushed over Anya's body, making sure her young mind registered and appreciated every touch he gave her through this experiment.
"Does that feel good?"
He kissed her on the side of the ear and sucked the earlobe. Anya's eyes faded over with a heart stopping gasp of delight. Peter picked up the pace a little bit. Their loins pushed together, meeting as if they always should have been.
The warm teenage body underneath him felt really good. Peter gently guided the girl through the first orgasm she ever felt, at least with a cock inside of her. Anya grabbed onto his back for the encouragement as her loins sized up and milked Peter's incoming manhood
Her pussy was so tight it stuffed Anya completely full. Every pulsing inch of Peter touched. His bare penis sliding in between her wet walls made Anya feel very good. Her entire body shook from an orgasm. Pleasure continued to roll over her body as Peter continued to build the enjoyment. She saw stars from the pleasure.
Instincts brought the two together. Peter plunged into the soft depths of the woman underneath him. Anya pushed herself all the way up from this position. The heart stopping pleasure between the two lovers continued. Peter could feel her size up once again and squeeze him.
Anya gasped when she enjoyed the next orgasm. Peter really tormented her body in such a very good way. Anya tensed back and forth against him. Her walls pushed against his cock. She gasped when those heavy balls touched her and left marks all over her thighs.
"Anya, you feel so good," Peter said. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Very…much," Anya gasped. "OOH, PETER!"
She screamed out the name of her hero when he buried most of his rod inside of her. Only a portion of his cock was inside of her. Anya hoped with much practice the whole thing would come much easier. She tightened herself around him and pumped him.
Anya closed her eyes and breathed in and out. Spider-Man enjoyed the juices flowing against the intrusion in Anya's tight hole. It made his travels between her so much the better. The gasps she made from every touch made Spider-Man only plant his hard rod into her tightening hole even more.
"I'm getting close," Spider-Man said. "Do you want me to…."
"Safe, inside me, trust me," Anya said.
She took every single step necessary to make sure there were no accidents today. Anya gave Spider-Man an encouraging smile. His fingers pushed against her lower back when the two met each other. Hip to hip, stroke for stroke, both of the lovers connected with each other.
"Yes, baby, I trust you," Peter said. "I'm not going to hold up once longer."
"With me, please," Anya said.
She did not have to wait too much longer for her pussy to size up and squeeze him. The body rattling orgasm filled Anya. She thrust herself off of the bed and took as much of Peter inside of her as humanly possible with it. Her walls stretched and then snapped back around him.
Peter's loins tensed up. He knew from the clenching his orgasm was here. He shoved himself as far into Anya as possible and fired his essence into her.
White hot cum splattered against the bare walls. Anya pumped him and felt more cum than her pussy could handle. She thanked herself for having the foresight to get some really good contraceptives. Anya pushed her walls against him when milking the cream inside of her.
The sticky cum overflowed from Anya's pussy. Spider-Man held onto her and pushed inside of her. Each fall and each drop shot more cum into gushing center until he finally drained himself.
The two pulled away and Anya fell down onto the bed. She would have to clean these sheets once she recovered. Still, one thing fell through her mind.
"Best birthday ever."
End.