One In Five (Marvel) (Patreon)

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Themes: Moresome, Virgin Sex, Fucked Silly

Summary: People think about sex a lot. That alone was enough to make the telepathic quintuplets give it a go among themselves. While certainly fun, they quickly decided to add a sixth person to the mix: Someone with the stamina to make their shared "first time" memorable. Enter Peter Parker, whose spider sense is tingling in a most unusual manner. 

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Admittedly, Peter had known something was up all day long. It’d started from the moment he woke up and stayed with him all the way to the moment he got home from a long day filled with college classes, work, and all that good stuff. And here he was, stepping into his apartment already planning to go and put on his suit so he could spend the night out as Spider-Man as well.

To be fair, it wasn’t like he was going to be able to concentrate on anything BUT superheroing. After all, his spidey sense had been tingling all day long. But not in the way it usually did. No… there was something off about it, something Peter couldn’t quite put his finger on. That is… until he finally stepped into his apartment after the aforementioned long day, closed and locked the door behind him… and turned to find that he was NOT alone.

“Oh shit!”

“Hello, Peter Parker.”

Eyes wide and jaw agape, Peter just… stares. On the one hand, home invaders. Five of them, to be exact. On the other hand, these weren’t your normal home invaders. Not by any metric. Peter certainly hadn’t ever heard of anyone finding themselves dealing with a break-in that involved five identical, drop-dead gorgeous blonde girls all wearing stark white lingerie. That was for sure.

And yet… that was precisely what was in front of him. All of them were wearing smiles and lacy lingerie and pretty much nothing else. Their bodies, which Peter spectacularly failed at avoiding staring at, were on almost full display. But really, you try avoiding looking somewhere you shouldn’t when there’s not one but FIVE half-naked women in your living room. Everywhere he looked was another gorgeous landscape of flesh.

“We’re glad you like what you see, Peter. I’m Sophie.”

“Esme.”

“Phoebe.”

“Irma.”

“Celeste.”

Peter blinks as each of the five identical girls shoots off their names in order with a sense of eerie precision. He ultimately decides to look them in the eyes to avoid looking anywhere he shouldn’t, but then it becomes a question of WHICH of them to look at, seeing as they’re all staring him down with a heated look of arousal in their beautiful, intense blue gaze.

The one who named herself Sophie giggles and steps forward, taking center stage and drawing Peter’s attention to herself.

“There’s no need to panic, Peter. You can relax. We’re not here to hurt you or fight or anything like that. We’re here… because we need your help.”

Peter blinks at that. On the one hand, he liked being told a pretty girl, let alone five of them, needed his help as much as your next guy. On the other hand, they were all dressed down and scantily clad in little more than white lingerie. And more than that… he wasn’t Spider-Man right now. He was Peter Parker. He was NOT supposed to be anyone’s first choice for ‘help’.

“Err… what can I do for you ladies?”

Before Sophie can respond, another of the five identical girls steps forward, rolling her eyes.

“You’re beating around the bush too much, Sophie. You need to get to the point.”

“I am getting to the point, Phoebe, you have to let me build up properly.”

“There’s no reason for that. Just be honest with him.”

And then, Phoebe turns to him.

“Peter Parker. We called ourselves the Five-in-One. We’re clones, but don’t worry, as Sophie said, we’re not here to fight you.”

“Tch, Phoebe!”

Sophie’s tone causes Phoebe to shrug and step back. But even though the one called Phoebe no longer speaks… it’s obvious her words have influenced Sophie all the same, because as she takes back over, she’s far blunter.

“We know you’re Spider-Man. We want to have sex with you. Specifically, we want you to have sex with all of us… and take our virginities.”

Wait, what? Peter blinks much more rapidly at that, trying to parse what was just said. But then… there wasn’t much to parse there, was there? Ultimately, she’s been crystal clear. Setting aside his secret identity just being… out there, Peter finds himself looking at the five girls in a new light. He’s not an idiot… he quickly manages to put it together from the context clues so far.

“You guys are psychic.”

They all nod, with Sophie answering verbally.

“Yes. We are a gestalt hivemind, if you will. Psychically linked to each other, while also taking in the world around us at all times. We can’t help it.”

One of the other blondes leans forward at that, a conniving sort of grin on her face.

“People think about sex. A LOT. It got to be so much that we… well, experimented with each other~”

Peter’s eyes widen and the blonde in question giggles in a way that lets HIM know that she… and all of the others for that matter, can definitely ‘see’ all of the mental images her words produced in his mind of the five of them getting it on with one another. A couple of the others giggle too, while Sophie just rolls her eyes.

“Yes, as Esme said, we experimented with each other. But… we found one another lacking in one key department.”

With that, five pairs of eyes all slide down Peter’s body… to his crotch. His own gaze begins to travel down as well before he suddenly realizes what she’s talking about. His dick. Because they’re all women. Right.

His deadpan thoughts prompt more giggling from the Five-in-One as they called themselves. The beautiful identical blonde fivesome are all smiling at him eagerly now, even Sophie. In fact, Sophie even goes so far as to reach out and grab two of her fellow clones, pulling them in close to her sides and prompting the other two to also crowd in until their lingerie-clad bodies are all pressed up against one another.

“Well, Peter? What do you say?”

“Play with us Peter~”

“We want you to enjoy us as much as you like.”

“We’re all yours, Peter.”

“Just have to… unwrap us~”

Swallow thickly, Peter can’t help but stare. And yes, he’s sorely tempted. Of course he is. But…

“… Why me? I mean, I can’t be your first choice, can I?”

Sophie smiles softly.

“You were. Because you’re a hero, Peter. And not the type of hero who does it for the reward. You’re a true hero, all the way down to your core. And you deserve to be happy.”

Peter’s mouth goes dry at that and he almost wants to correct her, even though everything she said was undeniably good. The moment feels heavy… and then one of the other blondes snickers and leans forward.

“That’s just why Sophie wants you. She’s always had a thing for heroes. The rest of us just like how much stamina you’ve got in that chiseled bod of yours. You’ll be able to go all night long and wear us all out, given what we’ve seen~”

As Sophie rolls her eyes, Peter… actually finds that a little relieving. At the very least, it brings him back down to earth a little bit. Of course, in the end… how can he say no?

Before he can actually say yes, even, the five girls all crowd forward, having heard his agreement in his thoughts. Peter opens his mouth and then closes it as the Five-in-One drop to their knees in unison, reaching for his crotch with five sets of hands. Which truth be told, is way too many. Fortunately, not all ten of their hands wind up on his cock. In fact, as they pull his cock out of its confines, only Sophie focuses ALL of her undivided attention on him.

Being front and center, the blonde moans as she slides her hands along his rapidly hardening length and places her lips upon his cockhead. Meanwhile, the other blondes all slide their hands into each other’s laps and begin fingering one another. Their eyes fixate on him though, as they all lean in and two kiss down the length of his dick while the other two go under to suckle at each of his balls.

If you’d told Peter he would come home today to this… he would have laughed in your face. And yet, here he was staring down into five identical faces with five sets of striking blue eyes all gazing up at him as five pairs of absolutely perfect red lips suckle at his genitals.

Peter groans in enjoyment, not really sure what to do with his hands until he feels an invisible tug drag them over to the tops of the blondes’ heads. He finds himself alternating between the four on the outside, petting and patting their hair as they hum their enjoyment. All the while, Sophie continues to bob up and down on his cock, sucking the first few inches into her mouth and swirling her tongue this way and that with significant gusto.

They’re all quite eager to please, actually. Which is why it’s no wonder that Peter doesn’t last long. Would you last long with five identical gorgeous blondes working over your shaft at one time? Of course, when he goes to open his mouth to warn them… Sophie’s efforts only redouble in speed, turning his words into another groan as he realizes that she… rather, they all must have read his mind and KNEW he was about to cum.

His seed explodes into her mouth a moment later, but despite clearly being prepared for it… she wasn’t truly ready. Sophie ends up blasted back and the other four blondes all wind up sharing the load… literally. He blasts them all down with his cum, covering five identical faces with sticky, hot semen. For a moment, Peter expects them to be upset. They seem like they’re prim and proper types.

But to his surprise, the fivesome just moan and turn on one another, feeling each other up and licking each other’s faces clean. At the same time, the lingerie starts coming off and suddenly Peter is staring at five pairs of beautifully perky tits and five carefully trimmed crotches.

Of course, when it comes to who he’s supposed to fuck first… he’s not really surprised when it winds up being Sophie, the middle blonde lifted up by her fellow clones with two of the others even reaching down to spread her pussy lips apart for him. She seems to be their ringleader if nothing else, and Peter chuckles as he kneels down between her legs and places his cock against her slit.

“C-Careful… though I suppose I don’t need to tell YOU that, do I?”

Peter snaps a look at her at that… before smiling softly and shaking his head.

“No, you don’t.”

He was well aware of how strong he was. More aware than most, in fact. He was also an old hand at holding back at this point. Whether it was holding back against his enemies as Spider-Man to avoid killing any of them or holding back in his every day life as Peter Parker to avoid his secret identity being discovered.

As he slides into Sophie’s cunt, filling her up and tearing through her virginity, he holds back here as well. She gasps from the sharp pain, but then moans as he stretches out her insides. And to Peter’s delight… the other four all moan as well. Watching from the sides, the four blondes all have their hands on their own bodies now, feeling up their breasts and their cunts respectively. As Peter fills Sophie, they all dip two fingers into their own cunts and begin to match his pace.

But it’s obvious from their red faces and the way their expressions contort with pleasure in the same way Sophie’s does… that they’re all feeling what she feels in this moment. Not just their fingers, but also his phantom cock. The movement of their digits inside of themselves just helps them to actualize it better, Peter figures. It’s really quite fascinating, he-

“Hey Spider-Boy, less theorizing, more fucking. We’re not here to pick your brain, we’re here to get our brains fucked out of our pretty little skulls~”

Peter looks over at the blonde who said that, suspecting her of being Phoebe. The aggressive one. Still… she has a point. With a grunt, he begins to pick up the pace, fucking Sophie harder in a way that makes not just her but also her sisters yelp, squeal, and then moan wantonly in unison.

Fucking Sophie is almost like fucking all five at once. They are the ‘Five-in One’ as they titled themselves after all. And it’s clear that’s not just a name, it’s a fact. He’s only physically buried inside of Sophie, but he might as well be fucking them all right now. It’s quite gratifying, just knowing he’s able to pleasure five women at once.

Meanwhile, Sophie’s cunt is quite tight and feels amazing wrapped around his pistoning prick. Throwing his head back, Peter groans in enjoyment, even as Sophie shudders beneath him and cums her brains out, just as Phoebe suggested. This in turn prompts the other four to moan as well, and Peter suspects each of them is cumming too.

This, in the end, proves to be enough to tip him over the edge again. The feel of Sophie’s sopping wet sex combined with the knowledge that he’s made them all climax at once leads to Peter delivering his second load right into the beautiful naked blonde’s womb.

Of course, just because they all end up orgasming from Sophie’s climax upon his cock at the same time… doesn’t mean he’s not still on the hook for all of their virginities. The moment he pulls out of an insensate Sophie, Peter finds himself all but pounced on by the other four. Their looks are positively ravenous as they pin him down. And sure, he could have fought his way free, but not without hurting any of them.

“Mm, now that Sophie is down for the count, it’s MY turn~”

“Tch, fine Esme… but don’t hog him too long or else.”

“Yeah, we’ll let you go next, but you better not take forever.”

“We’ve got all night… and Peter has all the stamina in the world to handle us~”

He doesn’t know who that fourth one even is, but he does know she’s right. As time goes on, Peter finds himself fucking his way through all of the Five-in-One. It starts with Esme riding him next and bouncing up and down on his dick until she creams herself so many times she’s left in the same state as Sophie, but quickly escalates even further from there.

Phoebe, Irma, and Celeste all get their turns too… and then things go right back around again. Peter has the stamina to tackle them all of course, but in turn they can sort of recover by the time he gets through all five of them. At least at first anyways. Eventually, their gestalt catches up to them. Their ability to share all sensations with each other goes both ways after all.

And by the time morning comes around, Peter finds himself laying in his bed surrounded by five identical, naked, fucked silly blondes. Not at all how he intended to spend his night to say the least… but he can’t really bring himself to complain.