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Spider Man-Peter Parker/Felicia Hardy
Erotica Sex Story: Spider Man-Peter Parker/Felicia Hardy - A collection of short one-shots that may or may not become full stories down the road. Enjoy!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Mult Coercion Consensual Hypnosis Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fan Fiction High Fantasy School Superhero Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Magic Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wimp Husband BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Female White Male White Female First Facial Oral Sex Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Leg Fetish Public Sex Small Breasts
Peter hadn’t expected his date to be like this.
He never thought Aunt May would be setting him up with a girl like this. Going out on a date with Felicia Hardy, she had struck a real good first impression. He had been dressed up in a suit and tie while she was wearing a tight black long sleeved shirt that split open at the middle to tease him with her cleavage and a pair of tight jeans that outlined every one of her curves, complete with cameltoe. Long platinum blonde hair with a street smart look in her eyes. She was holding onto the door frame with both hands and looked him up and down.
“H-hi,” he said as pleasantly as possible.
She purred seductively and licked her lips. “Wow cutie, I just want to tear you apart like a ragdoll.”
Peter blinked. He looked at Aunt May, speechless. She just laughed. “Oh Peter, don’t mind her! That’s just her way of saying she likes you!”
“Um, okay...” I can’t believe Aunt May is setting me up with someone like her!
“Mmm-hmm,” said Felicia, still eyeing him up. “You got that right.”
“Felicia’s in a bit of rough spot,” Aunt May said very low. “Treat her well, won’t you?”
“I hope she’ll be nice to me,” he said.
Not to mention she seems kinda familiar. Is she really...? Nah can’t be.
She had a first date already planned. Namely at the carnival. Next to her going about so carefree, he felt a bit awkward in his suit and tie. But if she cared she didn’t show it. Holding him by the arm the whole time, she seemed totally in her element.
They stopped by a milk bottle game. There were a whole bunch of plush toys up for grabs. Holding him close she whispered, “Hey, how about you win me that big kitty toy? I know you’ll knock it right out of the park!”
Peter just shrugged his shoulders. He’d heard rumors that some of these amusement park games were staged to be all but impossible to win, and knocking out a pyramid of milk bottles was no exception. But he wasn’t an ordinary person, he was Spider-Man.
The carnie chuckled. Dirty and twice their age, he was sizing them up like he was looking at meat. Chewing a toothpick in his mouth he said, “Try your best kid. It ain’t gonna be enough for someone as high and mighty as you. And that pretty little pussy is gonna be crying her eyes out!”
Felicia had come here with a smile on her face and not once had that expression faded. But as soon as he said that, there was a vicious look in her eyes. “Oh really?” she said.
Peter was ready to get even too. Taking the ball, he threw it perfectly, knocking the whole pyramid down in one fell swoop. The carnie’s smug expression turned sour on the spot while Felicia was jumping all over the place, squealing loudly.
“Get me that kitty!” she said to the carnie. Grumbling to himself, he fetched it on over. As soon as he was there, she snatched it right from him. Holding it to herself and smiling all over, she kissed all over Peter’s face. He was definitely smiling too. Didn’t stop staring at the carnie once either, feeling very sure of himself.
“Hold that for me would you?” she said, handing him the plushie and he only said, “Why of course fair lady.”
Felicia broke out into laughter hearing him talk like that. After she settled down, she wrapped her arms around him and lay her head on his shoulder. “Do I look like I’m crying?”
“Yeah whatever. Beat it kid.”
“Beat what? Beat this?” she said, holding up her hand and flipping him off.
“You’re a childish little bitch. Hey asshole, fuck off!”
“Childish? How childish?”
“You’re acting like an eleven year old,” he said, his jaw beginning to gibber with anger.
“Eleven?” She narrowed her eyes and quirked the end of her smile. “How appropriate,” she said, snatching up Peter’s hand and making him flip off the carnie too.
This girl was definitely not what he expected. Not what he was used to either, way bolder than the girls he was normally used to, normally he wouldn’t have done something like this at all. But her exuberance was rubbing off on him and after the carnie’s attitude, he was feeling very bold himself. Holding their hands flipping him off next to each other, the two of them laughed.
They had a real good time after that. After that, no matter what booths they stopped by, Felicia would boast that Peter was totally gonna win. And every single time, he did, no problem. The carnies that gave them at attitude, needless to say she was just as flippant with them as she was with the first one. Those that were a little more well behaved, she wasn’t nearly as hostile. But those that were, she and Peter had no problem giving them the business.
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