It had been a long night for Cindy Moon and Peter Parker, Silk and Spider-Man. An epic battle and an ancient foe finally vanquished. Cindy's hair clung to her forehead in sweaty strands as she climbed up the side of a building, her fingers and toes gripping the bricks with ease. Peter, on the other hand, had taken off his mask, revealing his tired and worn out face. He was leaning against a wall, taking deep breaths.

"Peter, you alright?" Cindy asked, concern etched on her face as she reached the top.
"Yeah, just need a minute," he replied, rubbing his temples.

Cindy walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You should take a break, you've been going non-stop for hours."

Peter looked up at her, his eyes softening. "You're right. I think I will."

They swung back to his apartment. Peter expected Cindy to head on, but she stayed perched on the windowsill. "I need a shower," he grumbled. She nodded. He hesitated then disappeared into the bathroom. Cindy considered for a moment.

She crept sat down on the couch, her legs bouncing up and down with nervous energy. She couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards Peter. It had been building up for months now, and she couldn't ignore it any longer. She decided to take a chance and wait for Peter in the bedroom.

When Peter emerged from the bathroom, he was surprised to find Cindy waiting for him in his bedroom. She was sitting on the edge of his bed, her legs crossed and her eyes fixed on him.
"Cindy, what are you doing here?" Peter asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I couldn't wait any longer, Peter," Cindy replied, her voice steady and confident. "I want you."
Cindy stood up from the bed and walked over to Peter. She placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him, her eyes shining with desire. Peter's hands automatically went to Cindy's waist, pulling her closer to him. They stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, before Cindy leaned in and pressed her lips to Peter's.

The kiss was soft and gentle at first, but it quickly turned passionate. Peter's hands roamed up and down Cindy's back, while Cindy's fingers tangled in Peter's hair.

Cindy could barely contain herself after their battle. She was so wet between her legs from the fight, from the adrenaline coursing through her body, and from being so close to Spider-Man.
Cindy broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck, Peter," she said, her voice husky with desire. "I need you. Now."

Peter didn't need any more convincing. He quickly stripped off his suit, revealing his toned, muscular body underneath. Cindy's eyes widened as she took in the sight of him, her mouth watering at the thought of having him inside her.

She wasted no time, dropping to her knees in front of him and taking his hard cock into her mouth. Peter groaned as he felt her hot, wet mouth envelop him, her tongue swirling around the tip of his dick.

Cindy sucked and licked at him, her hands cupping his balls as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. Peter's hips began to thrust, fucking her mouth as she moaned around his cock.
After a few minutes, Cindy pulled back, her lips swollen and her eyes shining with lust. "Fuck, you taste good," she said, her voice dripping with desire.

Peter pulled her to her feet, kissing her deeply as he stripped off her suit. He pushed it off her shoulders, revealing her perfect, perky tits. Peter couldn't help but stare, his cock twitching with desire.

Cindy leaned in and whispered in his ear. "I want you to give me a foot massage." Peter raised an eyebrow. "A foot massage?" Cindy nodded. "Yes, a foot massage. I've been on my feet all day, and they're killing me." Peter smiled. "Alright..."

She lay back and wiggled her toes teasingly. Peter sat down next to her and grasped her dainty feet with both hands, his thumbs pressing against her soles. He started to rub, slowly, working the sensitive flesh between his fingertips.

Cindy moaned with pleasure. "Oh, Peter, that feels so good."

Peter continued to massage her feet, working his way up her calves. Cindy closed her eyes and let out a sigh of contentment. Her velvet skin felt so good.

"You have such soft skin," Peter said, running his hands up her legs. She moaned softly.
Cindy opened her eyes and looked at him. "I'm glad you like it." Peter's hands reached her thighs, and Cindy's breathing quickened.

Cindy moaned in pleasure, as Peter's fingers worked their magic. She had never felt anything like this before. It was as if he knew exactly what she needed.

"I want to tie you to the bed," he said, his voice barely more than a whisper.

Cindy's heart skipped a beat, but she nodded. She had never been tied up before, but the thought of it made her pussy tingle.

Peter used his webshooters, and tied Cindy's hands and feet to the bedposts. She was now completely at his mercy.

Peter looked down at Cindy, and felt his cock twitch. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was, with her legs spread wide open, and her pussy glistening with wetness.

He knelt down, and started licking her pussy. Cindy moaned in pleasure, as Peter's tongue explored her folds. It was as if he knew exactly what she needed. "Fuck me, Peter. I want to feel you inside me."

He leaned down, kissing her deeply as he slid a finger inside her. Cindy moaned, her back arching as she felt him touch her most intimate spot. Peter added a second finger, fucking her with them as he kissed her neck.

Cindy was writhing beneath him, her hips bucking as she begged for more. Peter obliged, sliding his cock inside her. She was so tight and wet, and he groaned as he felt her walls close around him.

He started to fuck her, slow and deep at first, but quickly picking up the pace as Cindy begged for more. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her as she moaned and gasped.

Cindy's tits bounced with every thrust, and she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Peter could feel Cindy's pussy tightening around his cock, and he knew she was close. He reached down, and started playing with her clit.

Cindy moaned louder, as Peter's fingers worked her clit. She felt herself exploding in pleasure, as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her.

Peter could feel Cindy's pussy contracting around his cock, and it was too much for him. He groaned, as he filled her up with his cum.

They lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow. Cindy smiled, as Peter traced his fingers over her stomach. "Sexy little thing," he whispered and she giggled.

"Untie me?" She whispered. He grinned, his hand reaching for her aching pussy once more: "No."