Mary Jane Watson-Parker turned off the shower and stepped out. She picked up a towel and rubbed it over her naked body, drying herself. Then she put on a bath robe and left the steamy bathroom. MJ entered the bedroom she shared with her husband, Peter Parker, aka Spider-Man. Being the wife of a super hero meant a lot of nights without her true love. As a result, Mary Jane had become very skilled with a vibrator. But she didn’t need it tonight, because Peter was waiting naked on their bed for her.
Mary Jane climbed on top of her lover and moaned softly as she felt him enter her. This was the first time they had made love in three months. She had forgotten how good the real thing felt. She moved rhythmically on top of him. It wasn’t long before he came inside her. She let out a cry of passion as she felt his warm seed fill her and her pussy tightened around his cock as she came, too. After a month of nothing but self-induced sex, MJ was ready to fuck Peter until they both died of exhaustion. Peter had other plans. Just as Mary Jane was starting to thrust against him again, he pushed her off of him and got off the bed.
“Goddammit, Peter,” Mary Jane said, angrily. “If you’re going crime fighting, I swear you’ll never see me again.”
“Easy, honey,” Peter replied, soothingly. “I just thought you’d like to try something different.”
“Oh,” she said, slightly embarrassed. “I’m sorry. What ‘something different’ are you talking about?”
Peter returned with a camcorder, grinning. “How a Continue reading