Author's Notes: I know this collection is long overdue an update. I intend at some point to repost all the Spidey related stories I've already done here like I did in Batgirls but I wanted to get some original content up first. I spent yesterday planning a handful of stories for here so hopefully whenever I get a chance to write I can just pick one and smash it out for you. In the meantime, I'd just like to say: Silk is awesome! So anyway, enjoy Spidey's ewrly encounter here with the newest member of the Spider-Family.
Animal attraction. That's what drove them to kiss. Alone on the rooftop. Peter Parker and Cindy Moon. Spiderman and Silk.
His lips worked roughly against hers as he lifted her off the ground and her legs wrapped around his waist. He lowered her to the floor, his body pressing down against hers as she pulled away his shirt. His mask was already half way off to allow the kissing. The webbing that disguised Silk's identity fell away and faded, revealing the girl beneath.
Wearing a loose green vest, and shorts, Cindy looked nervous beneath him, chewing on her bottom lip. She looked so damn hot too. He lets his hands loose on her, searching the dark haired girl's body thoroughly. Cindy's moans drove him crazy.
Cindy Moon allowed her mind to wander. She'd spent years alone in a bunker with nobody but the pre-recorded messages of Ezekiel for co"mpany. But now here she was: free, alive, and with the hottest guy she'd ever seen already rubbing her shorts.
She felt those shorts dragged down her smooth long legs and then his hand cupped her crotch. She squirmed slightly and heard her own breathing hasten, feeling the wet lustful throbbing in her pelvis. Them he grasped the under-edge of her vest and rolled it up from her chest. She extended her arms above her head to oblige him as he pulled it off.
She wasn't wearing a bra - she'd never felt the need in the bunker. Now she found herself blushing, feeling quite self-conscious as his spider-eyes swept over them. He paused. Then he peeled his mask off all the way and tossed it aside. Cindy smiled and ran her hand through his messy brown hair. Peter grinned.
Cindy lay there screaming, all her sense screaming with lust for him, while he pleasured her breasts. It was a small modest rack, but more than enough for him to grab and squeeze and tug. Cindy felt her breathing pick up again as he pumped her boobs up and down on her chest, gripping the nipples between thumb and forefinger. A light tweak made her cry out, then he realised her tits and she let out a deep sigh.
For a moment they lay there together, boy on girl. Then Cindy felt the urges grow uncontrollable and grabbed the bottom half of his costume, tearing it away. Peter offered no objection and now Cindy could clearly see the bulge in his boxers. Her breasts were heaving, and her smooth skin trembling. Seven years alone in a bunker. This had better be worth the wait.
He slid away his boxers and only now did Cindy appreciate the full size of his erection. She was shaking uncontrollably as he gently pulled away her knickers and she felt the tip of his cock press against her entrance teasingly. His arms pressed to hers and their hands locked together, stretched above her head, his head darted to her neck and she moaned as he started to plant small soft kisses on the perfect unbroken skin.
Peter could barely contain himself, but he forced himself to take it slow, at least at first, for her sake. He pressed himself a little further and the noise she made was exquisite. As he got deeper and deeper inside her, he found himself smiling at how adorable her nervous little face was. "It's okay..." He whispered. She smiled back and leaned forwards to kiss him. He obliged, then started to roll his hips forwards. Cindy's head shot backwards in a high pitched broken wail. Peter grinned wider.
Before too long, they'd found their rhythm. Peter was fucking her just hard enough to get those hot sexy moans from her every time. His pelvis grinded against hers, as his cock crashed into her tight pussy over and over. He knew they both had the proportionate strength of a spider, so he allowed himself to get gradually faster and harder with her until it felt like the whole roof was shaking and Cindy's body was practically spasming beneath him as her limbs flailed wildly and her moans turned to shrieks.
Cindy had never felt this alive, not even before her isolation. She clung to him as best as she could with her arms and legs as he screwed her. Her head was spinning and her body still shaking as the young beauty's sex noises got loud enough that surely the whole neighbourhood could hear them. She hoped it was a friendly neighbourhood. She could barely form a coherent thought as he slammed into her, pounding her pussy with all his might.
She was first, her orgasm making her entire body writhe and squirm even more. He fucked her all the way through it, holding her in place as best he could. It was only as she started to calm that he climaxed too, finishing inside her. She heard him moan out and she smiled at the desperate lusty edge to it. Her hands ran along his bare chest and their hot sweaty bodies pressed tighter together.
He rolled off her, lying beside her, catching his breath. She pressed herself gently to his side and rested her hand on his chest, feeling the rise and fall with each breath. She smiled at him. He didn't smile back. She was barely listening as he explained that the attraction was a result of their shared spider-senses in close proximity. He told her they couldn't let it happen again. She paused to consider this for a moment then smirked.
"Sure," she said, "although..." His eyes narrowed. "Cindy..." He warned. "We do appear to have excellent stamina," she grinned, her eyes naughtily looking down at his rapidly returning erection. "Cindy..." He hissed again. She loved it when he said her name. She looked up at him with a naughty look in her eye and an unmistakable smirk etched across her features. "Fuck it'" he muttered as he pulled her into another kiss. "No," she murmured in his ear, "fuck me..."
