Wonder Woman looks at you as you enter the room carrying her lasso she has only one question what do you want she says through gritted teeth
Spider-Man was enjoying his time in Themyscira. He currently was in the presence of two gorgeous amazonian women, both ladies on their knees as they pleased the young superhero. Peter was relishing in the pleasure they were giving him, a soft moan escaping his lips. Little did he know that Wonder Woman would arrive to check up on her guest.
As she enters the room, she sees her guest being pleasured by two kneeling Amazons. At first, she frowns, expecting to see the young man taken care of by his own people. But then she sees... something else entirely. Spider-Man's body arches with pleasure as the Amazonian women pleasure him eagerly. The sight fills her with a strange mixture of amusement and arousal.
“Enjoying yourself?” Diana questioned, keeping her voice level despite the surge of desire within her, "what is the meaning of this?"
Spider-Man groaned as he felt Wonder Woman enter the room. With a blush, he turned around to face her, "Um... wow, hi, Diana. This is um... a surprise." He was caught off guard by her sudden appearance, but even more so by his own desire for her and what he had been up to with the other ladies. The women both stood up in presence of their princess, shyly standing next to the young superhero whose cock dangled between his lithe legs.
Diana raised an eyebrow at the red-faced boy before her, then took a moment to consider his response. She could feel the lust building within her as she looked at his flushed face and dangling member. The other two Amazons, equally aroused by the scene, stood nearby, gazes locked on their princess for direction.
"I see," Diana finally said, nodding slowly. "And you are enjoying this?" Her voice was soft, almost gentle. In truth, she was struggling to keep control of herself in the face of such intense desire.
Wonder Woman looks at Spider-Man expectantly, tilting her head slightly to the side as she watches him struggle with his words. She knows how powerful his desires must be, to have driven him into this state with these two Amazonian women. Her own heart races in response, and she can feel a wetness building between her legs. “Yes…” Spider-Man whispered, though his eyes were only fixated on Diana. Noticing this, Wonder Woman decided that there would be no harm in teasing the young hero.
Diana stepped closer, her breath brushing against Spider-Man's cheek as she spoke, "And you want more?" She leaned back slightly, regarding him with a mix of amusement and arousal. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with anticipation, the air between them thick with desire.
The two Amazons behind her let out soft moans of encouragement, their bodies moving in rhythm as they imagined being taken by the young hero once again. It was clear that they had enjoyed pleasuring him earlier, and were eager to do so again if given the chance.
Spider-Man swallowed hard, unable to tear his eyes away from the gorgeous woman before him. Her nearness, her scent... it was all too much. He could feel himself growing harder by the second. "Yes," he whispered hoarsely, "please." His voice was full of need and desperation, betraying his usual cocky demeanor.
Diana smiled at the young hero's admission, the lust clouding her mind momentarily. "Very well," she breathed out, stepping even closer until their bodies were practically touching from chest to thigh. She reached around his back with both hands, pulling him roughly against her soft curves. Their mouths found each other's in a hungry kiss as they gave into the passion that had been building between them for far too long.
Her tongue danced with his, their breath hot and ragged against each other's skin. The Amazons behind her moaned even louder at the sight of their queen taking what she wanted from the young hero. Diana broke the kiss only to say breathlessly, "You may have me."
With that, she stepped aside, revealing the two waiting Amazonians. Spider-Man needed no further invitation; with a grin full of desire and anticipation, he turned toward them and began to pleasure them as Diana watched on in satisfaction, her own hands running through his hair encouragingly.
"You are welcome here anytime, Spider-Man," she whispered between gasps for air, "just remember... I am your mistress." The knowledge that she was in control sent a shiver of delight down her spine as she watched the young hero revel in the pleasure once again.
Wonder Woman couldn't help but smile as she watched Spider-Man move between the two Amazonian women, his movements filled with desire and skill. As he took care of them both, their moans echoed around the room, fueling her own growing arousal even further. Her chest rose and fell rapidly in rhythm with her racing heart, a bead of sweat trickling down between her breasts as she watched the young boy take care of her subjects.
Diana closed her eyes, trying to focus on her breath as she listened to the sounds of pleasure around her. The feeling of control coursed through her veins like adrenaline, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. It was clear that Spider-Man was skilled in pleasuring women, and his actions with her Amazons only served to heighten her own desire for him.
After what seemed like an eternity of sensual bliss, the room fell silent save for the labored breathing of the three participants. Slowly, Wonder Woman opened her eyes, meeting Spider-Man's gaze across the room. The hunger and need in his expression sent a shiver down her spine, making it clear that he was ready for more.
The two women laid beneath Spider-Man; their luscious naked bodies were limp and entangled in post-orgasm, laying in a pool of sweat and cum.
Diana watched the two Amazonian women, her mind replaying the intense pleasure they had just given to both her and Spider-Man. The sight of their satiated bodies only served to heighten her own desire for the young hero. With a satisfied smirk on her face, she turned toward him and said softly, "impressive, Peter."
Diana walked over to the young man, her hips swaying sensually as she moved. Her breasts, still partially covered by the straps of her armor, bounced enticingly with each step. She reached down to examine the bodies of the exhausted women, impressed by Spider-Man’s efforts and the women’s determination.
As Diana approached Spider-Man, her eyes raked over his form as well. He was panting heavily from exertion and pleasure, a fine sheen of sweat covering his body from head to toe. The tip of his cock twitched when it caught on the fabric of his costume, betraying how close he still was to release. "Impressive," she repeated, her voice huskier now as she let her gaze linger on him for a moment before meeting his own.
She reached up to touch his cheek, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw. The simple contact sent a shiver through them both. "You are truly skilled," Diana whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "My women have never known such pleasure..." she added with a grin, trailing off suggestively.
Wonder Woman grinned at the exhausted and sweaty young superhero, who looked up at her with a mix of desire and curiosity. His confidence was high after causing the two women to reach climax, and so he placed a hand on Wonder Woman’s ass. “And when do i get to have a turn with you?” He whispered.
The touch of Spider-Man's hand on her ass caused Diana to let out a soft moan, her body reacting instinctually to the contact. She turned away from him for a moment, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath as she tried to steady herself. "You have had your fun with my subjects," she said finally, "but if you want me... it will be on my terms." Her voice was low and sensual, betraying the lust still coursing through her veins despite their recent exertions.
Wonder Woman smirked slightly, not wanting to make this easy for the young hero as she wanted to tease him somewhat. “Come see me when you have recovered, Spider-Man. I want you at your best.” She whispered huskily, patting his thigh. Wonder Woman then parted slightly, before turning around to walk away. Before doing so, she approached the two female warriors who laid exhausted on the floor and bent down, intentionally giving Peter a good view of her ass. “You did good.” Diana cooed to her subjects, lovingly caressing their legs. She then leaned down to kiss their heads, further accentuating her curvy rear to Peter who was stood behind her.
As Diana walked away, her perfect ass swayed enticingly in front of Spider-Man, taunting him with the thought of what was to come. She ignored his grumbling protests as she moved toward where her subjects lay exhausted on the floor, gently caressing their legs and kissing their heads. The sight of his struggling body only fueled her own desire for him all the more, making it all the sweeter when he finally gave into temptation once again.
Wonder Woman waited, pretending to be unaware of Spider-Man's growing desire for her as she continued to care for and praise her two Amazons who had just given the young hero such pleasure. Diana leaned over one of them, her large breasts nearly spilling out of their armor as she planted a soft kiss on the woman's forehead before whispering some words of encouragement in her ear. The Amazon responded with a weak smile, clearly exhausted from their efforts but still buoyed by Wonder Woman's praise and affection.
After a few more moments, Diana finally stood up straight once again, her green eyes meeting Peter's lust-filled gaze across the room. She smiled slowly, indulgently, before turning away and walking gracefully toward the door. "Come find me when you are ready," she purred over her shoulder as she left the room, giving him one last view of her perfect ass swaying enticingly beneath the skirt of her armor.
The hallways of Themyscira echoed with the sound of their footsteps as Diana made her way through them, leading Spider-Man on a sensual dance to wherever she was planning to take him next. Her body swayed slightly from side to side with each step, teasing him and taunting him until they finally arrived at what appeared to be an unused training room. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows across the practice dummies and other various pieces of equipment scattered about the floor.
Diana turned around slowly, her hands resting on her hips as she regarded Peter with a hungry gaze. "Now then," she purred, stepping closer, "it's your turn to impress me..." Her voice was husky and low, filled with desire and expectation.