Atlee had been jolted out of playing Animal Crossing when someone struck the windows leading to the balcony outside of Starrwave tower. She stopped the game and came outside. Spider-Man had been outside. Atlee quickly opened the window, and let the web swinger enter.
"Karen, where is she?" Spider-Man said.
Atlee almost answered his question, but then stopped at the large tent which Spider-Man had been pitching. She looked at him, in shock, in awe, and in interest, oh a whole lot of interest as it turned out. Atlee's eyes drifted down his body and kept a good long eye on the throbbing organ which almost stretched through his pants, threatening to break through. Finally, Atlee's mind caught up with her senses.
"She's...she's...she's out in meetings. She'll be back later."
The bomb which Spider-Man had to stop released pheremones which made him want to fuck any woman with a pulse. He hoped that Karen, Power Girl, she could help him. Both with a cure, and easing the tension, with a world famous fuck session. But, Peter's eyes grew with a shade of lust, as he looked at Karen's young protege. Her dark hair, pretty face, large assets, athletic body, and legs, and round ass. Along with a nice pair of cock sucking lips. Spider-Man pulled off of his mask and then grabbed Atlee by the hips.
Atlee squealed as Peter grabbed her. The only barrier between their bodies meeting was clothes and Peter's cock was already going to pop out of his pants. He slammed his tongue down Atlee's throat with a very aggressive kiss. Oh, she had dreams like this, and had watched, discreetly, when Karen and Peter had their late night meetings after a team up. However, this, this had drove her completely wild.
"On your knees, and suck my cock."
Peter's dominance flooded Atlee's panties. The handsome hero forced her down onto her knees and forced his now visible cock down her throat. Tears came down out of Atlee's eyes as he forced his prick down into her mouth. She grabbed onto the underside of his cock and sucked it hard. The buxom Earth-mover found herself slobbering all over Peter's organ as it stuffed into her throat.
"You were built for sucking cock. And I can't wait to enjoy your other holes as well. I bet they are nice, tight, and hot as well. And soon they will belong to me. Keep sucking, my pretty little cock sleeve. Slobber all over that cock like a drooling dog."
Talking dirty to her drove Atlee completely nuts. Peter hugged against the back of her head and pushed down into her. His balls slapped her chin the deeper he shoved into her mouth. He rode her mouth, fingers clutching her jaw. Red marks had been left into her.
"You have too many clothes on. Let's fix that."
Peter dragged Atlee up to her feet by her shirt and ripped it off. Her nice, round tits popped out. Peter made quick work of her pants and then shoved her down onto the desk. Peter laid on top of her and began to grope her nice, firm round tits. Atlee screamed and the ground started to rock underneath her. Peter's skilled fingers worked up and down, and drove Atlee completely wild with pleasure.
"Such a delightfully hungry slut. I can't wait to stuff your pussy and make you mine."
Oh, Atlee could not wait to be his as well. The tip of Peter's manhood lined up with her hungry box. He played with her breasts, her clit, and then her pussy. He dominated her. Peter leaned down and bit down onto her neck. Something filled her body, and it was pleasant and made Atlee cream and shake the ground beneath him.
"Oh, I'm going to make more than ground shake when I'm done with you."
Peter zeroed in for her hot scorching hole, and then with another push, slammed down inside of her body. Atlee cried out for more, as Peter filled her up. Her cunt churned around his prick, going deep inside of her. Peter pressed up and down inside of her and groped her tits.
"How do you like that?"
"Oooh, keep fucking me! Keep driving that big fat cock into my pussy."
"Maybe I should punish you for being a pervert and getting off on me and Karen when we were having fun. Maybe I should punish you for being a devious little slut who diddled herself in the hallway and was too rude to join us for having fun."
Peter pulled out of Atlee and left her hanging. She panted, and Peter turned her around. Her ass stuck up in the air and Peter slapped down onto it a few times. His hand struck her cheek over and over again and left marks upon Atlee's tight ass. He zeroed in and spanked it a few more times. He drove Atlee completely wild, spanking her ass.
She had been bent over, cheeks reddened. And pussy dripping wet. Peter spanked her one final time and let her moan. Peter pulled her up so she was on all fours. A prime bitch for Peter to fuck and breed as he chose. Peter leaned into her and the tip of his cock pushed into her hot box. Once again, Peter had been inside of her.
Peter fucked her doggy style which gave him the perfect position to grab her breasts and then her ass. The web slinger drove down into her hot pussy and made Atlee squirt all over the place. He held onto her and rode her until her pussy churned around him.
"I'm going to cum into her."
Atlee tried to protest she had no protection against being impregnated. However, Peter's hands grabbed around her body made the protests died into her throat. Those balls were so full of cum, she would certainly be knocked up. And Atlee's tight young walls clamped around him as she could hardly hold on.
Peter plunged into her and filled up Atlee with his baby batter. He fired deep inside of her womb and made her cry out.
"Now, you'll be my pregnant slut."
Atlee ensured all of the seed reached its destination. Slowly, but surely, he buried the load inside of her body. She was Peter's own personal breeding whore and Peter could not help and finish rocking his seed deep inside of her body and making her spill all over the place.
The moment Peter pulled out of Atlee and left her squirming, he spread her ass cheeks.
"Still hard, and one more hole to enjoy."
"Oooh, god, it's so big, it won't fit!"
"I'll make it fit."
Peter used a bottle of lubrication Karen kept in her desk drawer to prepare Atlee's ass. Then he grabbed her cheeks and sunk down into her. He drove balls deep into her body. Her belly was already stuffed full of cum. Peter could sense life growing within her.
And the lust grew within both of them, as Peter held onto Atlee's delicious ass and slammed down into it. Her cheeks jiggled which only made Peter want her even more.
Peter had been all over Atlee. Spider-Man, one of the most beloved heroes in the world, had been treating her like a piece of meat. A set of holes just meant to be fucked. This should be wrong, but yet it felt so right to Atlee. Those famous stick-em powers worked her clit in the most wonderful ways.
Deep down, Spider-Man knew that he was going to bust in Atlee's ass sooner rather than later. However, he would rise up again to fuck her hard. He could hold her down and stuff her repeatedly. The web slinger pushed down inside of her.
"It's better if you relax, isn't it? Just accept your role as my new toy. And when Karen gets back, I'm sure she'll want to play."
Atlee gripped Peter's finger with her pussy at the thought of being passed around between Power Girl and Spider-Man. Spider-Man dug into her cheeks and pushed, a little bit further into her until she had been reduced to nothing more than a moaning, cumming wreck.
Peter plowed deep into her. The faster his hands moved, the deeper Atlee's cheeks dug into him. He held down onto her and plunged faster and faster into her until she exploded for him. He really got her cumming and it was delightful to feel her cheeks pressed down onto his cock, milking him every step of the way.
Then he finished inside of Atlee. The web slinger pushed down inside of her and filled her with his cum.
A cream pie for her ass, a cream pie in her pussy, and a whole mountain of drool beside of her face. Atlee's mouth hung open and her eyes rolled back in that classic "fucked stupid" look.
Outside of the window, Power Girl grinned. Well, this was interesting. And perhaps, she should interject before Spider-Man ended up breaking Atlee too much.
End.