Answers to reviewers' questions or statements:

gunman: The man he's looking for is both personal and because if his sense of dark justice, but mainly the former. Some hints were dropped as to what happened to Peter because of this guy but the full story will be revealed soon once he heads to Starling City to get the guy. And yeah most guys would risk getting fired but sadly Peter is also still fairly responsible in this fic…Catwoman, Ivy and Quinn will do good at changing that

Wolf-Quest: A few one stands but nothing permanent like the women already chosen, they'll mainly be one night stands if even that at best. Some might appear again but that's it

DannyPhantom619: No, but I will have a scene between the two soon

Also warning Lemon at the beginning of this story!

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or DC character seen, mentioned or used in this story


'You know what Venom?' Peter mentally spoke to the symbiote as he swung through Gotham's skyscrapers in the late afternoon

'What?' Venom asked

'It's times like these where I think that somehow, someway my life is being played out for another's amusement' Peter said as he soared through the air and preformed a series of spectacular twists and flips before shooting another web line out

'How so?' Venom questioned as she began to idly stimulate different parts of Peter's body, partly for her own enjoyment and partly to get him ready for Natasha and Betsy who should already be at his home by now

'Well…' Peter said while resisting the urge to shudder as he felt his suit begin to massage…certain areas of his body 'I find myself in the possession of a borderline sex addict alien parasite, I'm in a sort of open relationship with a former KGB assassin, an extremely hot English teacher, an entertainer for a rather nice club run by a un-nice person with a thing for artic avians' and from the sounds of it I'm about to get one helluva a night with a hot billionaire'

'When you put it that way…' Venom hissed in amusement as Peter landed on a flag pole for launching off it and shooting two web lines to slingshot him farther 'It does sound like your life is designed for someone's entertainment'

'My thoughts exactly!' Peter said with a chuckle as he saw his apartment up ahead 'Well, here I go…into my apartment where two hot women will be waiting for me for a threesome…'

'You make it sound like you're going to die in there' Venom chuckled

'Considering how me and Natasha first met, I'm half expecting to go out from something like that. Not some super powered criminal or against another killer vigilante, but a hot woman or two…maybe' Peter thought as he landed on the side of the building and peeked in to see that Natasha and Betsy were already in his room and were…already getting started

Natasha was lying on some of Peter's pillows, no top on and her legs parted to allow Betsy who was clad in a pair of thigh high black stockings with purple symbols on them lying on her stomach, her face buried in between the moaning red head's legs licking her folds with gusto

Natasha was running her hands through the violet colored haired woman while moaning out a series of words in Russian. Betsy chuckled as she had her tongue delve deeper into Natasha's folds and quickly found her clit which she began to kiss and suck repeatedly

Natasha's eyes shot open in surprise as she tightened her grip on the woman's hair and giggled "It's been a long time since a woman could please me like this love…"

Betsy looked up from Natasha's wet pussy and smirked "What can I say miss Romanov…I have a talented tongue!"

Natasha smirked at that as she grabbed the woman's head and brought her into a sloppy and heated kiss

"I'm sure...Peter…will…love that" Natasha said in between kisses before laying back down and letting Betsy go back to her previous actions

It was than she saw Peter sneak in through the window and have Venom quickly detach herself from him and quickly make her way into a darken corner where she can watch. Natasha smirked at the sight of Peter removing his cloths, his member at full attention

She blew him a kiss along with a wink as she went back to running her hands through Betsy's silky smooth hair while letting out a moan as the busty Asian began to nip at her clit again. Betsy was so focused on pleasuring the red head laid before her she didn't notice Peter sneak up behind her until she felt the head of his cock brush against her own folds

The action caused her to shiver in delight as she looked over her shoulder to see Peter there with a smirk on his face

"Enjoying yourself?" Peter asked as he rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance again, causing Betsy to moan again

"Oh yes very…" Betsy said as she grinded her toned rear against his pelvis before looking back up at Natasha with a coy grin "Also you lied, he's much bigger than you made him out to be"

Natasha giggled "Da, I may've been…economic about his anatomy a bit. Make's the reveal all the better"

She than placed both her hands on Betsy's shoulders and pushed the eager woman back into Peter, causing his cock to enter the woman's pussy which caused both to moan in delight

Betsy because Peter's length reached all the way to her cervix and stretch her to her absolute limits, a feeling she's hardly ever felt and Peter because with how warm and tight the busty violet haired woman was

It was then that Peter grabbed Betsy's hips and pulled her in close. Betsy took it a step further and pushed herself up until her back was pressed against his muscular chest and turned around and captured the man's lips and began to rotate her hips around as he began to thrust

Natasha watched both with a lustful look and quickly latched her lips around one of Betsy's nipples and began to suck and lick it, causing Betsy to moan in her kiss with Peter. She quickly released him and wrapped her arms around Natasha's neck

"Of fuck me…" Betsy panted out as Peter continued to thrust into her

"Reason why I'm here" Peter said in between thrusts before he began to plant a trail of kisses on the side of Betsy's neck "Also…because this is my room"

"Something I hope to spend more time in at this rate" Betsy laughed as Natasha moved on to her other tit and began to maul it like a beast in heat "Oh god woman…and here I thought Selina knew how to get a woman off"

"Should bring her next time" Natasha looked up at the purple haired woman before kissing her on the lips, their tongues entering the other's mouth and fighting for dominance

Peter watched the two make out with each other as he continued to thrust into Betsy's warm depths. He had one of his hands reach around and begin to fondle with one of Natasha's breasts that were pressed up against Betsy's and pinch the nipple, causing Natasha to moan in Betsy's mouth as she pressed her body further into the other woman's which caused her to be pressed into Peter's

The three stayed in this position for several minutes, with Peter alternating between kissing Betsy's neck and occasionally kissing Natasha over Betsy's shoulder while fondling both women's chest

Betsy began to manipulate her vaginal muscles as she felt her release coming as Natasha went back to mauling her breast again

"Oh fuck…oh shit…oh fuck I'm gonna come" Betsy whispered out as Peter kissed the sides of her face as he increased his thrusting power and speed while Natasha moved her hand down to Betsy and Peter's union and began to rub the purple haired woman's clit to further stimulate her

The combined actions of both her lovers caused Betsy to let out a howl of pleasure as she felt herself coming on Peter's still throbbing and hard prick and have it spill on to Natasha's hand who slowly raised the soaking appendage and placed two of the fingers in Betsy's mouth which she proceeded to suck on, enjoying her own taste as she stared into Natasha's green eyes with lust

Peter slowly pulled out of Betsy, who moved to the side and watched as Peter grabbed Natasha and pull her flush against him and began to assault her face with a series of kisses and licks. Betsy laid bad on the bed and watched the two make out with each other while she began to rub herself.

Natasha pulled out of the kiss and quickly laid back on the bed with her legs wide and used her fingers to part her neither lips and give Peter a come-hither motion with her still dripping fingers

"I want what she got, anything less and you can see yourself out Мой паук" Natasha joked as Peter inserted himself into the red head whose eyes rolled into the back of her head

"Don't worry" Peter said as he leaned down and captured Natasha's lips with his own before releasing them "…I intend to"

He then began to thrust into the red head, causing her to let a several moans and curses in Russian that encouraged Peter to go faster and harder. On the other side of the bed Betsy laid there fingering herself as she watched the beautiful Russian be ravaged by Peter. She quickly crawled over and grabbed Peter's head and began to kiss him while positioning her tits over Natasha who didn't hesitate to attack them with her mouth

Betsy moaned into the kiss she was sharing with Peter before she pulled back and maneuvered her body until she was sitting on Natasha's head who immediately began to eat out the horny violet haired woman while Peter began to attack her breasts with his mouth, sucking on the nipple and gently biting it, causing Betsy to throw her head back in pleasure

"Fuck…" Betsy moaned out which caused Peter to laugh as he placed his tongue in between the sweaty mounds of flesh and trialed it up to her mouth

Betsy grabbed his tongue with her teeth and bit down on it gently before pulling the man into a heated kiss while Natasha continued to lick, kiss and suck on her womanhood. The three stayed in this position for what seemed like hours, causing both women to come multiple time while Peter felt his release coming and increased his pace into Natasha's leaking pussy

The red head could feel it coming and wrapped her legs around Peter's waist while Betsy stood up and sat on Peter's shoulders, wrapping her legs around his neck and have his face pressed into her dripping wet snatch

Peter hungrily began to eat it up causing Betsy to chuckle in delight as she used her incredible flexibility to bend backwards and capture a slightly surprised Natasha's lips with her own, her hair acting as a sort of curtain around the two

"My, my…someone flexible" Natasha grinned as she wrapped her arms around Betsy's neck and brought the other woman into a heated kiss as she felt Peter empty himself in her

Peter made a sort of animalistic growl that caused both women to shiver or Natasha's case scream as her own climax hit. Her legs fell from around Peter's waist as he pulled out of her, taking Betsy with him and used a bit of his enhanced strength to lift the giggling woman off his shoulders and place her right on his still hardened member and began to bounce her up and down

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Betsy began to chant as Peter began to hit deep inside her, hitting her G-spot every time as she wrapped her legs and arms around the grunting man

Peter silenced her by bringing her into a powerful kiss that took the violet haired girl's breath away and caused Natasha to moan at the sight as she rubbed herself and brought her cum coated fingers up for her to lick, enjoying the taste of her and Peter combined

It was than the three heard a ringing sound coming from a phone set on the night stand next to the bed. Natasha groaned in annoyance as she crawled over to the table and picked the device up and viewed the message. Peter and Betsy had stopped, curious to see what their other lover was about to say when Natasha let out a string of very vindictive and rather dark curses that caused the two to shiver in slight fear, but mainly arousal

"Something wrong?" Peter asked as he adjusted his grip on Betsy's smooth muscular thighs while the woman responded by tightening her vaginal muscles around his cock

Natasha sighed and gave the two a disappointed look "I have to head back to Russia…"

"What why?" Betsy asked shocked

"Can't it wait maybe?" Peter asked slightly hopeful

"I wish, but it can't…my bitch of a 'mother' died" Natasha said with a growl as she stood up from the bed and began to collect her clothes

Peter frowned at hearing that, he knew that the woman Natasha was talking about wasn't her actual mother, more along the lines of heartless wrench that took Natasha and over a dozen other young girls and put them through a grueling program meant to make female assassins for the Soviet Union

"Will you be back soon?" Betsy asked

Natasha shot the woman a coy grin as she walked over and brought the sexy woman into a passionate kiss before giving the same to Peter "Da, nothing short of that damn flying man from Metropolis is stopping me and even then I'll cut his eyes out if he tries"

"Let me know if you need anything Nat" Peter said as he watched the woman nod and dress herself while making her way to the door at the same time

Peter knew she'd be fully dressed by the time she gets to the door, and in full all on 'Black Widow' mode by the time she reaches the elevator

'God help whoever tries to piss her off until now and when she gets back' Peter thought as he resumed thrusting into Betsy who began to moan in pleasure before bringing in Peter to a searing kiss

Three hours later Peter was walking into the restaurant that Rochelle had told him to meet at. Based on the amount of press still outside, she was already here

'Girl's early' Peter thought as he told the hostess his name who quickly told him to follow them

For a moment thought that Peter would be late to his date with Rochelle considering that he and Betsy went at it for another two hours after Natasha had left. They finished in his room before the purple haired woman brought him to her own room and rode him into the very comfortable mattress before they ended their session in her walk in shower with her on all fours panting like a animal in heat while Peter was growling like some sort of 'dark sex god'

Her words, not his…

Peter was shaken out of his musings by the sight of Rochelle dressed in a black dress that ended just before her knees and was strapless, and gave him a great view of her cleavage that was somehow both modest and scandalous at the same time. She had on a pair of ruby earrings and a dark red shade of lipstick and her hair was done up in a braided pony tail

Rochelle eye Peter up and down in his dark blue suit "Hmm…you sure know how to clean up Peter"

"Thanks" Peter gave her a nod as he sat down "Just a word of warning, I'm not changing Mister Grayson's grades, no matter how bad or great this thing goes"

Rochelle chuckled at that "Don't worry, wasn't my intention. He can pass or fail on his own, I just wanted to resume our little…first meeting without any interruptions this time"

"Then why meet here?" Peter asked with a raised brow

"Well I'm hungry and wanted to state my appetite first" Rochelle gave him a wink as she took a sip from her water glass

Peter nodded as he took a quick look in the menu and nearly paled at the price of the food and drinks this place was offering. It was authentic German food. but the prices were insane!

He has enough money don't get him wrong but he couldn't help but be floored that these people would sell this food at these prices or that people would pay them

'I'm starting to think that the one percent is even crazier than half the people in Arkham' Peter thought with a grin

Rochelle was watching the man with an amused expression on her face, she saw the slight gaping look he made as he read through the menu and she couldn't blame him, the place had great food and great service, just shitty prices

"So Peter…" Rochelle said as she leaned back in her chair and had one of her heels brush up against Peter's shin "How's a man like you come to be a teacher?"

"I like kids" Peter shrugged before his eyes widened and he groaned "…And now I sound like some pedophile…"

Rochelle smirked at that "Don't worry I know what you mean, I happen to love children myself"

Peter chuckled at that "Well that would explain why you support so many orphanages here"

Rochelle shrugged "I support them because I think those children deserve some comfort in life. I'm not doing it for publicity like some people do"

"Like Luthor?" Peter asked with a raised brow

"You've met him?" Rochelle asked intrigued

"Yes and wish I hadn't" Peter said with a shiver "Guy gives me the creeps and how the hell is that head of his so shiny? What, does he wax it and have the lights positioned just so they can reflect off it?"

Rochelle began to laugh at that "Probably, surprised he doesn't get brain damage from all the attention he gives it"

"Well he 'allegedly'" Peter used air quotes for the word 'allegedly' "Commits crimes against a guy that can take a tank shell in the face and barely flinch. He's obviously suffering from some kind of head trauma"

"Or he's just an idiot" Rochelle shrugged as she saw the waiter arrive who began to ask what they wanted in German

Rochelle gave her order and the waiter turned to Peter who looked like a deer caught in a pair of head lights

"Uh…something good?" Peter squeaked out embarrassed

"Sir you can tell me what you want in English" the man said dryly

Peter didn't take to that look well "Well sorry, didn't know that I had to speak a completely different language to order my food in America"

The two men eyed each other until Rochelle cleared her throat and gave them both a look that said 'hurry it up, your drawing attention'

Peter gave her a sheepish smile before he raked his eyes over the menu one more time before choosing his meal. As the man turned to leave Peter decided to get one more word in

"Be sure to spit in my food before it's finished so that way I don't notice it right off the bat" Peter said with a snort which caused Rochelle to chuckle

"He's probably going to do just that and mine for being here with you" the billionaire said

"Maybe" Peter said with a shrug "But I doubt these guys can top some of the stuff I've had to eat in high school"

"That bad?" Rochelle asked with a smirk

"Have you ever eaten a public-school lunch Ms. Private school and Ivy League education?" Peter asked with a challenging smirk

"Point" Rochelle wagged her finger at the man before she resumed rubbing his leg with her toes, having slipped her heels off

Peter didn't make any outward signs to her actions other than a faint grin at her which she returned with a wink

"You know Ms. Wayne, at this rate I don't think we'll last until the food gets here" Peter said

"Oh well…" Rochelle said as she moved her foot up to begin rubbing his crotch "…But something tells me this will be tastier then the food here"

Peter eyed her for a moment before he shrugged "Can't say if your right or not, never had the pleasure or displeasure of seeing if I taste good like that"

"Don't worry Peter…" Rochelle said in a low sultry tone "I'll let you know how you taste…"

Peter stared at her as he felt her foot starting to rub his member that was at half mast before speaking

"Fuck it, we can eat here later"

Rochelle slammed a few hundred dollar bills on the table and picked up her heels before standing "Come on, my penthouse is across the street"


And done.

So next chapter will be Rochelle and Peter finishing what they started in chapter one, so lemon