It all started so simply, that Amora was honestly astonished that her plan went so off the rails. She intended to seduce Spider-Man and gain entrance into the Avengers Headquarters to enact her plan. She thought it would take days, maybe weeks at best to enact the plan, to make him her humble little servant.
However, Amora had underestimated Spider-Man and he had not been the humble little servant that she believed that he was. He had been something else entirely, and Amora realized just how much of a challenge he had been. Nothing got her juices flowing than a challenge, and she been working on him for some time. The days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months.
And then, something happened, despite her best efforts, Amora had fallen for Spider-Man. It was unthinkable, and a year ago, Amora would not believe such a thing to be possible.
Yet, she tried to remember the original plan, and perhaps tonight would be the night where she could convince Spider-Man to allow her into the headquarters of the Avengers. Or at the very least, she could have a lot of fun trying to do so.
Amora dressed in silky green lingerie with drew attention to her breasts and hips, and every inch of her creamy delicious skin. Her lips coated in a green sheen of exotic lipstick. The fingerless gloves, choker, and thigh high green stockings added to the appeal that she hoped to give to the web slinger when he stepped into her room. Amora crossed her legs in the most sensual way possible, waiting eagerly for Spider-Man to come to her.
Spider-Man, or Peter Parker as he was known in his civilian life, turned up to feast upon Amora.
"You look amazing," Peter said.
"Which is high praise given that's an adjective used to describe your heroics," Amora said. "But, I've noticed that it's described so much more about you. Your lips for instance."
Amora pulled Peter into a very deep and passionate kiss. She poured a lot of emotions into those kiss, not quite understanding what love was until slipping into this relationship with Spider-Man. The mask on her was very good, and Amora hoped that he would not think poorly of her, with what she was going to do. Hence, why she was giving every excuse possible.
The two of them deepened the kiss, and Peter could not keep his hands off of Amora. For the longest time, he resisted her charms, and that actually made her want him more. It grew boring to have men throw themselves at her feet time and time again. Peter pushed his hand against Amora's backside and squeezed it. She cooed softly and looked at him.
Peter had been very distrustful of Amora, and Thor gave him several warnings that nothing she did was in good faith. Amora actually pulled him out of a very dangerous situation involving the voodoo witch Calypso, gaining a small amount of Peter's trust. However, it took several more months.
He watched her vigilantly in an attempt to see her slip up, to her old habits. However, Amora had actually seemed sincere of changing her ways. She helped him out of a few tight spots and as their relationship grew, helped him into one extremely tight spot.
The Asgardian goddess peeled Peter's clothes off of him and worshipped his body. He sighed when feeling her lips, they were so soft and wonderful, and good over his skin. She left several marks over his chest and abs, moving down to brush her hand against his crotch.
"Why don't we let our mutual friend out to play?" Amora asked him.
"That sounds like a capital idea."
Amora pulled Peter's pants down and revealed that piece of meat that she desired to have in her mouth so much. Amora pushed her lips down, suckling on it extremely hard. Her fingers brushed against the underside of Peter's balls and cupped it, the hunger dancing in her eyes obvious.
She looked like an angel, but Peter knew that there was something devilishly kinky just burning from underneat Amora's innocent facade. She took him into her mouth, with love and respect, pleasuring every inch of him. The Enchantress engulfed his manhood deep inside, with Peter's fingers brushing through her lovely blonde hair, and groaning.
"Amora, you're the best!" Peter groaned.
Given all of the women that Peter laid with in the past, Amora considered this to be the highest of praise. She always intended to secure a place in his heart before shattering it. Now, Amora could not bother to go through with the plan, despite having worked so hard.
She squeezed Peter's balls and had been happy to feel how heavy they were. The nymphomaniac goddess did not what to have him spurt too soon, but at the same time, she craved Peter's enhanced seed. The tantric energy just flowing through him from sex intoxicated her. And made her feel really good, stroking his big bloated balls, pumping the back and forth in fluid motions.
"Mmmm!" Amora moaned around his hard tool.
"That's it, right there," Peter groaned in her ear. "I'm getting close."
Amora pressed her pretty face down onto his crotch and sent an electrical wave through Spider-Man's loins. She released him with a loud and passionate suck, popping her perfect lips around his tool and then pulling all the way out from him.
She wanted to taste him, and was determined to get the most out of this. Amora grabbed his heavy testicles and stroked them hard, milking them like it was nobody's business. Peter pressed himself deep against her throat, shoving further and faster into her mouth. The loud smack of balls upon Amora's chin echoed throughout the room, when she fondled him hard.
"I'm going to cum!" Peter warned her.
That was the idea, Amora believed, to make him explode in her mouth. She made several loud sounds, extremely lewd and not so subtle at all. Peter enjoyed them, so she persisted, and it got her hot at the thought of earning his orgasm with that hard work. She was using her natural beauty, not any charms, which somehow made this more satisfying than it would normally be.
That was another element that Amora never would have thought would be true. Things had changed and she kept sucking him off until getting a sample of his tasty seed. It blasted down her throat, with Peter grabbing her face and vigorously fucking her tight mouth all the way to the end.
Amora pulled away from him, licking her lips and making sure to suck the seed down.
Peter had been driven completely breathless by Amora. She teased him by sliding her panty covered pussy down onto his manhood, causing it to be erect. Her legs draped over his and Peter grabbed the straps of her lingerie before pulling them down. Two very nice breasts came out and Peter sank his mouth down onto it, sucking it.
"Go ahead, baby, suck Mommy's tits," Amora breathed.
She could not help and indulge that kink, and he could not help and be hard. Peter started to drink milk from Amora's nipples as she lactated in his mouth. Normally, her squirting milk in a mortal's mouth would make him her slave. But, Amora thought that would be boring.
"Oh, you're such a bad influence on me," Amora cooed in his ear.
Peter wondered what that was all about. He savored her breasts and the feeling of the milk coming out of them. Amora's legs trapped him into position and she was more than ready to mount his cock, to take him inside of her. The pleasurable moan coming from the Enchantress flowed through the room the very second that she almost drove down onto him.
Her pussy ached for him to be inside of her one more time. If this was going to be their last night together, than damn if Amora was not going to get everything that she wanted to out of it. Peter's hands cupping her ass caused her to inhale and exhale, inadvertently firing more of her milk into Peter's mouth.
Amora pushed down onto his manhood, and squeezed him as hard as possible. Her wet, warm, walls clamped down onto him, squeezing him extremely hard. Amora breathed in pleasure, the deeper that Peter pushed into her, the more electricity she felt just pulsing through her loins. Yes, this was a great moment, an amazing moment as well.
"Oh, you're in me, so deep!" Amora moaned.
She bit down onto his shoulder, sexy as hell when doing so. Peter rocked himself back and forth, stuffing Amora's wet pussy and slamming himself into her. She was amazingly tight and always so every time, but then again, she was divine.
Her skin glowed as well when riding Peter on the bed. The bedsprings creaked up and down, with Peter pushing into her.
"Let Mommy make you feel so good," Amora breathed.
His throbbing cock inside of her made Amora lose sight of the plot. She channeled strength into her pussy muscles, lightly grabbing onto him and releasing him.
"I bet your puddy tat doesn't make you feel this good," Amora teased him.
Oh, Felicia might be one of the few that would match up to Amora, due to being a nympho, but Peter thought there to be a good chance that Amora would spank Felicia and put her to bed. Something that he would like to see, literally, in front of his face. Those green eyes locked onto his. She stole his heart and also made his cock throb, going deeper into her.
"Well, I'm focusing on the lovely woman I have on me right now," Peter said. "Fair enough?"
"More than fair," Amora agreed.
Amora clamped down onto him and could not resist coming hard. She cast one tiny little charm, but not to enslave him. Rather, it was to give him those other four arms back, so he can explore more of her body. That got Amora's juices flowing, with his hands fondling her ass, breasts, and stroking her legs all at once. All while aggressively kissing her neck.
A groan came from Peter when all six of his hands busily fondled Amora's bouncing body, causing her to break out into a sigh. The first time they tried this, there was that voice that sounded a lot like Thor's, warning him that after Amora drained him, she would turn him into a Man-Spider once again to complete the transformation.
But, that turned out to be unjustifiable paranoia.
To think, Amora considered turning him into a man-spider the first time she pulled this trick. But, that would be a waste, and that would undermine his trust greatly. Not to mention his perfect hands, all six of them, clinging to her body and pleasuring her in so many great ways. Oh, Amora thought he was a treat, and she just had to, she just had to clamp down onto him.
"Baby, keep it up!" Amora yelled. "Don't stop...don't you dare...stop!"
Peter pressed his hands against her firm rear, and dropped her down onto it. The loud sounds of their flesh smacking together continued to escalate throughout the room.
Eventually, they switched positions, with Amora now on her hands and knees and leaning over the bed. Unfortunately, Spider-Man slipped out of her. Those hands, those addition hands just stroked her body and made Amora just lose her mind. He could grab so much of her tempting flesh.
"Oooh, this is perfect!" Amora moaned in pleasure. "Perfect"
"Just like you, babe," Peter groaned when squeezing down on Amora's perfect ass and milking the silky flesh causing her to groan. "How would you like me inside of you?"
"Nice and hard," Amora told him.
"Done."
Peter plunged deep inside of her and slowly began to smash her deeper and deeper inside, rocking her body completely and utterly. He could not get enough of her super snug walls squeezing him and making him feel extremely good.
"I don't know what I'd do without you," Amora said.
That made what she had to do tonight harder than it was. Peter sped up, the thickness of his bloated balls causing her to crave being seeded by him. She tried to reduce the potency of his seed whenever it spurted into her womb, although the thought of carrying some demi-god child of Spider-Man got Amora hotter than she had ever been.
"How close are you?" Peter asked.
"Oh, I'm always at the edge with you, luv," Amora breathed. "Let's see how much closer you can get me before I completely lose it all."
Peter thrust away at Amora, the tension in his loins becoming obvious. Her walls closed around him and he kept up with the exploration of her body. Amora broke out into a soft and pleasurable sigh, the more he stroked her body. Peter squeezed Amora's juicy tits and released them, making her shiver in delight the more that he touched them.
She liked it, liked being touched and pleasured in every single way possible. And Spider-Man loved putting his hands all over her. Their bodies sizzled, as their loins kept meeting together. Peter kept pressing into her body.
"I want to look you in the eye when we cum," Amora said.
Peter removed himself from her wet slit and then flipped Amora onto the bed, on her back. She laid underneath him, his tool brushing against the front of her body. Amora eyed him, an intense gaze locking onto him. Peter rubbed against her, knocking that it would not be too long before he was inside of her again.
He spread her legs far and reared back, slamming into her tight body. Amora wrapped her legs around him, moaning very intensely the moment he slipped deep into her. Amora clamped herself down around him, and he gave several powerful thrusts, and she squeezed him hard.
"Go for it," Amora said. "Cum inside me….you must have a lot built up."
Her beautiful feet stroked down the back of Peter's leg and added some stimulation. Amora tightened her grip around him, and he performed several powerful thrusts into her. Peter's warm gaze and smile melted Amora's heart, and made her feel just the smallest bit guilty.
And then, her insides melted with an very intense orgasm. She squeezed down on Peter, his balls dropping onto her hard. Multiple hands squeezed and kneaded every bit of flesh they could find and Amora greedily wondered if she should have given him more arms.
"Now, it's your turn!" Amora breathed.
Peter could not hold back, despite his best efforts to let this moment last. He busted his nut inside of Amora's nice, warm pussy. She closed down onto him and drained every last drop of seed out of those bloated balls, allowing him to spill inside of her body.
Amora closed her eyes, letting the end of their orgasm ride out. She felt his cum splatter into her insides, and his warm body rest on hers. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the head, as a lover should.
Tonight was not the night. Maybe, she would go through with it in a couple of days.
But, the Enchantress swore that she was not getting addicted to Spider-Man. She could stop having sex with him at any time. She did not become her mask and really fallen in love with him.
Okay, she could see why bitches loved Spider-Man. And she rolled him over and mounted him to ride him cowgirl style until they both came, but Amora could stop at any time.
End.