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“Honey, we’re home!” Mary Jane barreled into the apartment, scanning it for Peter, then swearing under her breath when she couldn’t find him. She’d been so horny ever since her change, horny enough that she’d had to stop herself on the way over from just stopping on top of a roof and getting herself off. But she knew what she needed was Peter. She and her other self were in total agreement on that.

She was about to go out looking for him—didn’t Spider-Man always come running when someone started throwing cars around?—when she saw that the bedroom door was slightly ajar. Mary Jane toed it open and peeked in.

Peter must’ve had a long day. His clothes were strewn all over the floor, the Spider-Man costume underneath still clinging to him. He’d taken off the pants, leaving him in his boxers, but the tight-fitting pants held on to one ankle. Obviously, by then he’d been too tired to fuss with it. Still wearing the top half of his costume, all but the mask and gloves, he’d checked out on the bed. 

Mary Jane’s eyes moved up his hairy legs to the bulging crotch of his underwear. Soft he might’ve been, but he was still clearly enormous. Mary Jane could see the shape of his massive balls and just how meaty his shaft was, as if she needed a further reminder of just how big he was.

Mary Jane shut the bedroom door behind her and quietly crossed the room. She leapt up onto the bed, landing crouched on top of a bedpost and perfectly balancing there as she looked down at Peter’s sleeping face. He’d always been a very sound sleeper. It came from working himself so hard. Nothing short of his spider-sense could wake him up when he didn’t want to be woken up, and obviously that wouldn’t be a problem for her. 

A wanton smile twisted Mary Jane’s lips. Suppressing a laugh, she extended her legs and leaned forward like a ballerina going en pointe. With the way her feet stuck to the bedpost, she was easily able to hold herself parallel to Peter at an impossibly horizontal angle. Poised over him that way, she dropped her hand to the crotch of his underwear and felt the heft of the cock within.

Immediately Peter’s cock started to throb, to harden, to grow. Mary Jane kept up her light touch, staring intently as his member got bigger and a bigger. Soon, she was gaping in awe. His cock was rock-hard, butting against his underwear, tenting the fabric around the biggest cock she’d ever seen.

Mary Jane had only intended to give him a straining erection and then wake him to let him use it on her, but now she wasn’t much interested in whether Peter was awake to enjoy the good use she would put his cock to. The throbbing heat in her sex would not be denied as she ogled his enormous hard-on. She just had to see it without any damn clothes in the way.

Crawling onto the mattress, down on all fours, Mary Jane crept between Peter’s legs and stopped with her upper body hunched over his groin. She deftly pulled down his underwear. Peter stirred, but showed no real sign of awakening. And his cock slapped up stiffly as soon as she freed it, a steely hard pillar of flesh, weaving over his muscular stomach for a long time, as if stirred into motion by the visible throbbing Mary Jane could see in it.

Licking her lips, Mary Jane focused her attention on the humongous cockhead, seeing the way his precum seeped out of Peter’s tip and glistened down the underside of his shaft. She just had to suck it. Just have to suck Peter’s huge cock!

Her fingers curled around the base of his erection, making Peter breathe faster. Let’s see if we can really get him going! She lifted the enormous heft of his manhood up, holding it vertically as she lowered her head with tongue extended to lick at his crown. Her tongue masterfully snaked around his spade-shaped knob, traipsing over the slit, lapping at his flaring collar. Mary Jane sighed happily as she lapped up all the precum his cock gave her as an appetizer. It tasted delicious. She hoped his cock would taste even better.

The nipples of her full breasts stiffened through the white spider’s legs that adorned their black contours. Her swelling labia stood out from the oily black costume that covered her as thinly as body paint. And she dropped her black lips, wetly engulfing Peter’s cock between them. She took his prick all the way into her throat, not stopping until she had several inches of him lodged deep in her mouth. It felt so good to have Peter inside her again, for both of them, and for Peter as well. His cock was getting even thicker than it had gotten for her hand, and she had to open her mouth to the breaking point just to take it inside. But she managed, compressing her throat to a tight, sucking grip massaging his hard-on.

Then she hollowed her cheeks and started sucking the inches in her mouth, loving the taste and texture of his enormous prick, just as she’d known she would. Mary Jane wanted to suck even harder, to get his cum as fast as possible, but as her other self reminded her, she couldn’t do that. She had to hold back and let Peter keep sleeping. He’d need to get lots of rest if he was going to fuck her as hard as she wanted him too. Besides, she liked the thought of him giving her his cum without any choice in the matter. It’d be a good first lesson for their new relationship. So she controlled the slurping, smacking sounds as she washed his shaft with her tongue, and didn’t give in to the urge to gag herself on his monster cock, even knowing it would give her more of the delicious drops of pearly cum that fell like sweet, sweet candy into her suctioning maw.

Peter’s cock was throbbing violently, the engorged cockhead banging against the roof of her mouth. Mary Jane felt the symbiote over her crotch begin to roil and tighten, massaging her pussy better than she ever could. Getting her ready. It was time to wake Peter up and show him his new place in the order of things. Peter was writhing in his sleep now, gasping as he had the world’s best wet dream. Mary Jane tightened her fingers around the base of his cock, jacking up and down on the length of his member that she hadn’t let herself take, milking his hot, sticky seep up his shaft while she nursed at his cockhead in anticipation. The gurgling cacophony of her widely stretched throat grew louder, Mary Jane feverishly suckling at him, closing her eyes and thinking of nothing but his cock and the white-hot jizz it promised her.

The fat cockhead was deep in her throat now, almost choking her, but she kept frantically sucking, imagining the huge load of cum that would soon be warming her belly like coal in a furnace. Peter was moaning and kicking in his sleep. His prick swelled up like a bomb about to go off, shaking with power as it prepared to give vent to all the lust MJ had conjured in it. His plentiful precum lubricated the sides of Mary Jane’s throat.

Sticking out her tongue and wrapping it all the way down Peter’s shaft, Mary Jane bobbed her head, fucking her throat on all his hardness, all the way down to his balls. Feverishly, her hands raced down between her thighs, and she took over fucking herself, already on the verge of orgasm.

“Holy shit!” Peter moaned as his cum spurted, a huge geyser flooding down Mary Jane’s throat. The initial explosion nearly filled her, but there were more steaming blasts to follow, set off by the sucking undulations of Mary Jane’s throat.

His load was delicious. Mary Jane slurped it all down, tirelessly accepting every last drop, fingers thrusting into herself with every gulp of her throat. She barely heard Peter gasp, did not even notice him opening his eyes.

“Mary Jane!? What the fuck!” He pushed her away roughly, but was still in the middle of emptying his balls, and Mary Jane held herself before his spouting cockhead as it threw hot ropes of cum all over her chest and stomach, constructing a patchwork web for the white spider she wore to live in.

Mary Jane stood, licking her lips clean of cum as the symbiote too greedily accepted the cum he’d sprayed onto it, white lines disappearing into the inky black. “Not Mary Jane,” she said. “We are Venom. And you’ve only just started to give us what we want.”