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Raven’s tongue came out of her mouth, rolling over his throbbing member, swishing back and forth across the sensitive skin on the underside of his cock. She ran her tongue up his shaft with soft, smooth strokes, while paradoxically lowering her head, until her tongue was dipping into the space between his balls, the joining of his prick and his scrotum.

She lifted her head, looking longingly at his prick from below—wondering if Scott was for once wishing his cock wasn’t so big so it didn’t block out the view down her cleavage. She put her hands on Scott’s waist, spreading her fingers, rubbing and caressing his slender hips, digging her nails into the warm flesh. 

Inching her body upwards, she carefully avoided his stingingly hard erection, letting it lie untended, hoping with every moment that her passing flesh would brush against it. But she didn’t let so much as her cape touch it. She straddled Scott’s face, kneeling on his shoulders, her wet pussy inches from his face.

“You’ll miss the taste of me, won’t you?” she asked. “You want to keep tasting me for a long time, like you’re sucking on a piece of chocolate? You want me to come in your mouth, baby?”

“God, yes,” Scott said, raising his head.

Raven kissed her burning sex against his mouth, feeling it grow even hotter as his tongue bore into her pussy, pushing aside the tightly clenched muscles every bit as forcefully as his cock would. Raven threw her head back and cried out, her voice hungry,

She reached down to his face, caressing the visor, the cowl that fit snugly around it, the little detailing of the wings on his temples and the A stitched on his forehead. She laughingly covered the ruby quartz that allowed him to see, while his tongue wetly probed deeper into her, turning her expression to one of tortured ecstasy.

“Lick my pussy!” she whimpered. “Oh, Jesus, show me how much you’re going to miss this cunt!”

Scott drove forward with his tongue, his mouth locked against Raven’s churning pussy, his breath hot and moist as it blew out of his nostrils and seemed to light her clit on fire.

Raven felt herself spasm with sudden pleasure, searing hot, it was almost painful with how unready she was for it. His tongue was so deep in her pussy, so firmly in her, that it could’ve been a cock, only not hard and rough, but wonderfully different—slippery and intelligent, a snake hunting inside her. His tongue curled and a ripple of satisfaction ran through her, following the tip of his tongue as it ran over the top of her canal. She could feel herself clenching, trying to get more of his tongue, expecting the deep-set penetration that only his cock could give, but not wanting this to end no matter how much she needed his manhood.

“Yes!” Raven moaned, her voice quivering with need. “God, yes! Eat it! Devour that fucking pussy!”

With a whimpering smile and a flailing shake in her hands, Raven ripped Scott’s cowl away, barely leaving his visor in place, and drove her fingers into his curly red hair. With him in hand, she shoved her hips forward, forcing his face into her cunt. The hard thrumming of her climax had started, she knew it could only build from there, and she wanted it to be the best she’d had in a long time.

“Suck!” she demanded. “Goddamn you, show that pussy you love it! Eat me good… good… OHHHH GOD!”

Gratification thundered through her with incredible force, spasms shooting up and down her passage, then subsiding suddenly, as if realizing there was no engorged hardness for her inner muscles to hold onto as she was accustomed to. Raven fell forward slightly, but braced herself against the headboard as Scott’s tongue found her clit and another, even more unbelievable climax hit her. She gave a silent gasp, her parted lips releasing pure, unrelieved pleasure.

Then she pulled her hips back.

“Okay,” Scott said, his mouth wet with her juices. “My turn now.”

“You said you were going to miss me,” Raven said evenly, rising up to her feet and standing over him like a dominatrix. “Start missing me.”

Scott glared at her. Usually his visor reflected the coolness of his neutral features, but now it seemed to be blazing with anger as his face contorted in rage. Suddenly, Raven felt frightened.

“Untie me!” Scott demanded, struggling to free himself, his costume bulging with the muscles he was straining. It actually split along his biceps, even Norman Osborn not realizing just how strong Scott really was.

The tie holding Scott’s left hand split with a snap that sounded earsplitting to Raven. She tried to get clear, but as she turned to run, his hand grasped her ankle. He pulled her feet out from under her, and when she crashed down to the bed, he took her by the hair. Her head was pushed violently down against his stomach, as if paying homage to the erection rising from his loins, harder than ever.

“Suck it, you little bitch!” he shouted. “I don’t care if you choke to death, suck it!”

Raven flailed, totally disoriented by her sudden reversal of fortune. Scott ground her face against his manhood, letting her feel just how big it was. It was throbbing, pulsing against her lips, and Scott arched his back, wiggling his hips to get it into her mouth.

“Suck it!” he commanded in no uncertain terms.

Raven opened her lips. Scott was being more bold and domineering than ever before, like he knew it would please her—or that she’d really gotten to him. It didn’t matter. As he shoved his cock into her mouth, Raven knew she liked it best when he showed her just how hard he felt for her.

She closed her lips around his prick, licking at it, tasting his precum. She wasn’t surprised when her pussy clenched like he was still licking it.

Scott let go of her head, trusting her to keep sucking, and when she did, he patted her fondly on the cheek. “That’s a good little slut,” he said, chuckling as he began to rock his hips up into her mouth. He used his free hand to release his still-bound right arm. “I’m going to fuck your face, ‘Maddie’, fuck it until I come right in your mouth. Then you’re going to swallow my cum—every drop of it. Understand?”

Haltingly, as if there were an ounce of reluctance in her, Raven nodded her head in acknowledgment. She began to pump her mouth on Scott’s prick, letting it spread her ruby lips with its sheer thickness. She licked his burgeoning shaft and slurped on the deeply embedded helmet and he grew even bigger in her mouth, slipping deeper and deeper into an orifice it hadn’t been meant for. Raven wondered if Scott felt the same disconcerting taboo as she’d felt over having his tongue in her pussy—knowing it was his cock that belonged there. Or was the smallness, the tightness of her throat… the submission of taking his cock there, of giving him pleasure while seemingly receiving none… the very appeal?

Of course, Raven got quite a lot of pleasure out of pleasing Scott, but she thought ‘Madelyne’ might be more disgruntled over it. She bit down on his length.

“You goddamn whore!” Scott roared, pulling her hair almost out of her scalp. “If you bite me again, this cock will go in your ass instead! Now you’ve got a job to do! Get on with it!”

He held her head in place as he thrust his hips up against her face, filling her mouth with his stiff cock. She sucked it harder, feeling it growing again after the shock of pain, until it felt like it wouldn’t even fit in her mouth. She could feel the thick blue veins that covered his length as his knob stabbed into the depths of her mouth, her throat. Raven grimaced from the choking pain of having her throat stuffed, tears filling her eyes. Scott actually rolled them onto their sides so he could more easily hump his cock into her face, using her mouth brutally and without remorse.

Raven’s jaws ached as his prick thrust even more firmly into her mouth. She kept sucking, lapping at him with her tongue, taking in air whenever she had the opportunity, whenever Scott wasn’t making her gag with how deep his cock was going.

“Yeah, that’s a good little cocksucker,” Scott said, enjoying himself, playing his domination and her humiliation to the hilt. It made Raven feel perversely good about her own relationship with Scott to see him demeaning his failed marriage like this. “I knew you had it in you to give a good blowjob. Now lick the underside of my cock. There’s a real sensitive spot, just below the head. And the sooner I come, the sooner you can swallow.”

Scott pulled out of her mouth, rolling onto his back again. Raven’s tongue lolled out obediently, and with his cock sticking straight up in the air, she lashed it below the throbbing knob—intermittently sucking his cockhead and licking his shaft. Scott rested his hands on her head, keeping them limp when she was doing what he enjoyed, but as his tip leaked precum, he exerted himself and forced her down on his prick. It spasmed and jerked in her mouth, slamming forcefully against her tongue, and Raven made lewd slurping sounds as she tried to suck him anyway.

Scott seized her hair with his left hand, forcing her to the side, while his right hand fondled her cheek, feeling where his cock stuffed her mouth out of shape. “Hnnngh! Yeah! Goddamn cocksucker… prick-eating slut… cum dumpster whore…” 

He kept hissing obscenities at her, making Raven’s ears burn and her pussy clench, as she knelt over his supine body, taking his full length down her tortured throat. His cock throbbed and thrummed, almost pounding against the confines of Raven’s throat, holding her mouth wide open and pulling at the muscles at her jaws. The pain was startling, but Raven wouldn’t have it any other way. It was proof of her love for Scott, that she would hurt herself to pleasure him. And that he knew it, hurting her with his rock-hard prick, fucking it brutally into her face, relishing the obedience his sucking girlfriend gave him.

“I’m going to come soon,” Scott breathed, gripping Raven’s hair at the top of her head as if he were going to force her to nod. “And when I blow my load, I expect you to gulp down my cum like the gift that it is. I want you to swallow all of it… fill your stomach with it…” He groaned, savoring the blowjob that Raven was haplessly giving him. “Ghh! You do give one hell of a blowjob, Madelyne. Best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had! Unngh!”

His hips drove hard, forcing his cock between her clasping lips, slamming it down her throat, no longer letting her even do so much as suckle him, just holding her in place as he fucked the hole she provided. Scott smiled, shook his head in admiration, and let out a low howl: “God, you fucking cocksucker! What a blowjob! Holy hell! Fucking shit!”

His voice got louder and louder, venting more curses as he pounded Raven’s throat with the force of a jackhammer. Raven tried to slurp at his prick, but all she could do was gag and gargle around it. Her tongue was pinned down by the throbbing underside of his shaft, raked by the swollen veins passing over it. His cock was a monster now, as transformed as Raven had ever been, and she loved having brought such a creature out to play. His cockhead twitched rhythmically. Scott shuddered, his thigh muscles flexing, his hands tightening on Raven’s skull like he meant to crush it—then he groaned and came, his hot jism filling Raven’s throat. 

Raven swallowed hard and fast, sucking away the endless quantity of cum spewing from his spasming cockhead. The salty taste filled her senses, smelling like fish as the excess of it washed over her tongue to fill her mouth, bulging out her cheeks grotesquely. She felt used, humiliated, degraded—she hoped he had enough to come on her face too. Or rather, Madelyne’s face.

“Swallow that cum, whore,” Scott snorted. “Drink it all down, I want to see your stomach bulging! Yeah… what a good cocksucker you are… it’s going to be great having you on the Avengers.” He spoke leeringly, lecherously, and it was almost enough to frighten Raven, which was enough to turn her on.

Tingling with the fear of disobeying him, Raven gulped his slippery jism down time after time, her stomach rebelling as it was packed full—she shouldn’t have had lunch before coming to seduce him. She wrenched her mouth away from his firing cock and coughed, letting out what remained of the cum filling her mouth. It spilled down onto the bedspread as Scott continued to cum, painting her face with his ejaculation. Raven felt the heat of his seed on her face like a fierce blush, and as even more of her body was used and abused by Scott, she came. Squirting. Her ejaculation joining Scott’s on the tangled sheets.

“Well… you’re not going to be using this bed anymore anyway,” Raven said with a trace of regret in her voice. “Wait… what did you mean, ‘having me on the Avengers’?”

Scott sighed, took a deep breath, and interlocked his fingers behind his head. His cock drooped, dripping even more cum onto the ruined sheets, but Raven was so puzzled by his statement, she couldn’t care that his delicious seed was going to waste.

“You did a fairly good job of sucking cock,” Scott said in a matter-of-fact voice. “But you failed to swallow all of my cum and keep it in your stomach. You’ll have to do much better in the future.”

Raven caught on quickly. “And I suppose you intend to teach me?” She shifted back into her natural, nude blue. Scott’s cum stood out all the more brightly on her crimson hair and sapphire skin. “Discipline me?”

“Don’t you think you deserve it?” Scott asked.

Licking her lips of the cum that covered them, Raven submissively draped herself across Scott’s lap, waiting for him to sit up and administer her discipline.

***

The sheets they left dirty, smelling of their sex, stained with it. The staff would clean them, creating still more rumors, even more evidence of their relationship. It was unnecessary, of course. They’d already captured Osborn’s interest, made him think that Scott was as lecherous as him, and thus easily controlled. But why break the habit? That might be even more suspicious. The bad kind of suspicious. 

While Raven slept, happily tossing about in the wetness of their lovemaking and its musk, Scott went to what he’d been trying to hide. A vent under the dresser. There was nothing taped under it, nothing to see at all, but reaching down into the space, Scott felt an obstruction where there should’ve just been empty air. Like an invisible forcefield, only this forcefield shifted to the side when Scott applied pressure in the proper direction. The hiding space slid open and Scott reached in, bringing out a cell phone. And on it, he typed and sent a simple text.

We’re in.

No sooner had he shifted the dresser back into place then Raven stirred, happily running her fingers over the dried cum that so changed the texture of her scaly skin. “Come back to bed, Scott. My ass hurts. Kiss it better?”

Scott walked back to the bed and dropped down onto the mattress, a little of the old powerplay in how he didn’t do as she had asked. Raven got in on the action, cuddling up to him, laying her momentarily unappealing face down on his chest. Scott chuckled and reached around her body to rub her sore ass. Raven let out a pleased sigh.

“When you said I was the best blowjob you’d ever had, you meant me, right? Not Madelyne?”

“Madelyne who?”

Raven smiled against his chest. “Keep talking like that, leader man, and I might have to give you a reward.”