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 was pleased by Spider-Man's obvious desire to have his turn with her, but she wasn't about to make it easy for him. She allowed him to watch as she tended to her exhausted subjects, giving him an eyeful of her curvy rear and taunting him with the thought of what was to come. Diana whispered encouraging words to her subjects, gently squatting down in order to kiss one of the exhausted women on the cheek. The spent woman stared back up at the princess with admiration, all the while Peter watched with desire. He couldn’t help but ogle Diana’s gorgeous body, but part of him also felt affection at noticing how gentle and caring she treated her subjects.
Wonder Woman continued to take care of her subjects, gently helping them to lie down and rest after their exertions. She paid special attention to one woman in particular, kissing her forehead and running a hand through her hair before softly whispering words of praise and encouragement. As she did so, she was aware that Spider-Man was still standing nearby, his eyes locked on her every movement.
Wonder Woman 's movements were slow and deliberate, teasing both the exhausted women at her feet and the young superhero watching her every move. She ran a finger across one woman's lips, causing her to whimper softly in response. The princess looked up at Spider-Man, their eyes meeting for a moment before she turned back toward her subject with a sultry smile. "Are you ready for more, my dear?" she asked quietly, pressing her finger deeper into the woman's mouth as she did so. Peter felt his cock throb as he looked down at the exhausted women who had been both fucked by him, and how Wonder Woman treated them so sensually.
As Diana continued to tend to her subjects, she made sure that Peter could see everything. She moved with a sensual grace, her fingers running over flesh and caressing skin with the same tenderness she had used when pleasuring him earlier. The exhausted women moaned in response, their bodies arching toward the touch of their princess as if drawn by an invisible force. Diana took great care not to let them climax again quite yet; she wanted Peter to remain eager and aroused until it was finally his turn with her once more.
When at last one of the women seemed ready for more, Diana turned back toward Spider-Man with a satisfied smile on her face. "And what about you, Peter?" She purred huskily, running a hand through his sweat-dampened hair before trailing it down his chest and stomach toward his erect cock. "Are you ready for round two?" Her fingers circled the tip of his engorged member teasingly before she slowly began to stroke him up and down, her touch featherlight but unmistakably intentional.
As Diana teased him with her touch, Peter's head rolled back as he moaned loudly. His hips bucked forward instinctively, seeking more contact with her hand. "Yes..." He gasped, "I am." His words were slurred and breathless from exertion and desire. With every stroke of her hand, he felt his control slipping further away. The lust that coursed through him was overwhelming, and all he could focus on was the sensation of her touch. The two exhausted women laid beneath Peter and Diana, both slowly reaching to caress Spider-Man’s ass as Wonder Woman continued to please him.
As Spider-Man's moans filled the room, Diana felt her own desire spike even higher. Her touch on him grew firmer and more insistent, each stroke driving him further toward the edge of release. She watched as his hips bucked and thrust against her hand, his face contorted in pleasure as he lost control to the overwhelming lust that coursed through him.
The two exhausted women beneath them both reached out to caress Spider-Man's ass, their touches featherlight but no less appreciated by the young superhero. Their moans of encouragement mixed with his own cries of ecstasy as they urged him onward toward release. As she felt his cock twitch and throb in her hand, Diana leaned forward, brushing her lips against his ear before whispering, "Come for me, Peter... let it all out."
Her touch didn't waver, even as Spider-Man arched his back and let loose a long, keening groan that echoed through the room. His orgasm claimed him utterly, his body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. Finally, he collapsed against her hand, spent and gasping for air. Diana held on to him for a moment longer.
Wonder Woman leaned down, placing a soft kiss on Spider-Man's forehead before looking to the two exhausted women beneath them both. With a grin full of mischief and satisfaction, she released her grip on Peter's spent cock but left her hand resting lightly on his thigh, reassuring him that he was still welcome here any time he needed release. She leaned down, pressing his head against her chest. “You did good.” She whispered lovingly to the young hero, massaging his thigh. She understood that he was exhausted. After all, he had already fucked her subjects and stood no chance with her.
The room was filled with the soft sounds of exhausted breathing and languid moaning as Wonder Woman waited for Peter to regain his strength. She remained crouched down, her hand still resting gently on his thigh, offering what comfort she could in the aftermath of their exertions.
After a few moments passed, she finally straightened up, looking at him with an inquiring expression. "Are you ready for me now?" Her voice was soft and gentle, her eyes conveying not only desire but affection as well. She knew that he must be feeling overwhelmed by the events of the past few minutes, but part of her also wanted to make sure he understood that their relationship was built on consent and mutual pleasure.
As she waited for his answer, she took a moment to admire his naked form once more. Despite the fact that they had just shared an intense session with both her subjects and himself, there was still something about him that made her heart race and her core ache with desire. It was this dichotomy of power and vulnerability that drew her in, and she knew it would continue to do so for as long as they were together.
The young hero looked up at the beautiful woman before him, still leaning down to press his head against her chest. His breathing was ragged and shallow as he tried to catch his breath after their intense encounter. The weight of her words hung in the air for a moment; she wanted him again. Peter's heart raced at the thought, but he had to admit that he was tired too.
Diana could feel Spider-Man's exhaustion emanating from him, and she knew that he needed time to recover before they could continue. Her hands remained gentle on his thigh as she waited for him to gather enough strength for what was yet to come. She understood that this must be overwhelming for him; after all, it wasn't every day that one found themselves in the presence of a goddess like herself, let alone engaged in such intense pleasure with her and her subjects.
"There is no rush, Peter," she whispered reassuringly into his ear. "You are here to rest and recover as much as you are here for me." Her touch grew more soothing and comforting, trying to convey that it was alright for him to take all the time he needed. Despite her words, her body ached with desire for him, making it difficult for her to wait patiently until he regained his strength.
As they sat together, breathing slowly and deeply, Diana's gaze drifted down toward his still-erect cock, which was now pressed against his leg as it tried to recover from its previous exertions. The sight of him so needy and exposed only served to heighten her own arousal even further, making it clear that he would be ready for more soon enough.
Wonder Woman :"Are you feeling better, Peter?" Diana asked gently, her hands still resting lightly on his thigh as she waited for a response. She knew that he was likely caught between the desire to please her and the need to regain his strength, and she wanted him to know that there was no rush, only pleasure when they were together. “Maybe you need some help.” She whispered and cupped his balls in her hand gently, motioning for her weak subjects to worship his legs and ass.
Diana's eyes gleamed with desire as she cupped Spider-Man's balls gently, her touch both soothing and sensual at the same time. Her hands roamed lightly over his skin, tracing delicate patterns that sent shivers down his spine even as they served to comfort him after their intense exertions.
At her command, the two exhausted women dutifully moved closer, slowly making their way up his legs before kneeling on either side of him and worshiping his naked body with their lips and tongues. One woman began by kissing and nipping at the tender flesh of his inner thighs while the other ran her tongue along the length of his ass, teasingly flicking it against his hole every so often. The sensation was intense, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Spider-Man's body even as Diana's touch continued to comfort and reassure him.
As she watched her subjects tending to their hero, a satisfied smile spread across Diana's face. It was clear that they loved serving him in this way, and it only intensified her desire for them both. The knowledge that soon enough he would be able to focus solely on her once more sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine as she continued to caress his balls gently, feeling them grow heavier and harder in her hand with each passing moment.
"Do you feel better now?" She whispered into his ear, nibbling lightly at the lobe before sucking it into her mouth and letting her tongue dance against his skin. The combination of her touch and the attention from her subjects was almost too much for him to bear; he knew that soon enough, he would need to return the favor in kind, but for now, he could savor the pleasure she was giving him.
"Yes,"
Wonder Woman smiled warmly as Peter replied to her question, her gaze traveling down his body to watch as the two women continued their worship at his feet. Seeing him respond positively to her care made her heart swell with affection and desire for him. Her fingers traced gentle patterns on his thigh, brushing against his hard length teasingly before moving back up to cup his balls gently once more. "Good," she purred into his ear, nipping at the lobe lightly as she spoke. She felt him respond to her touch and heard the way his breath caught in his throat when one of the women flicked her tongue against his hole. Her chest ached with need for him and she knew that soon enough, she would have him again. "Why don't you return the favor?" She whispered huskily, running a finger along his lower lip before tasting it slowly with her tongue. His cock throbbed in response as he leaned into her touch, desperate for more.
Diana smiled down at Spider-Man as he leaned into her touch, his lips parting slightly to grant her access to his tongue. Her hand slid slowly up his thigh, feeling the heat of him through his skin, and she cupped his cock gently in her palm, still stroking it teasingly with her thumb while she let her other hand drift lower once more, tracing patterns on his skin as she explored his body.
The sight of the two women kneeling before him only served to heighten her arousal even further; their lips and tongues working in tandem to bring him pleasure made her chest ache with desire. She watched them worship every inch of his flesh, and she knew that soon enough it would be her turn once again.
As he leaned into her touch and ran his fingers through her hair, Diana felt herself growing wetter for him. She could feel the strength returning to his body as their shared intimacy allowed them both to regain their energy, and she knew that when the time came for them to finally come together again, it would be explosive.
For now, though, she was content to tease and be teased, enjoying the playful banter between them as they both found their way back to each other in their own unique ways. Her breath caught in her throat when one of the women looked up at her, meeting her gaze with a mischievous glint in her eye before returning her attention to Spider-Man's cock. It was a challenge; a silent dare for Diana to show them what she was capable of, and she wasn't about to disappoint.
Slowly, sensuously, she began to stroke him in time with the movements of her hand, her touch growing firmer and more urgent as she watched his reaction to her ministr
Diana's fingers danced over Peter's flesh, her touch growing increasingly possessive as she watched his reaction to her ministrations. The soft sounds of moans and gasps filled the air around them, both from Spider-Man and the two women kneeling before him, but Diana barely registered anything beyond the feel of Peter's cock in her hand and the taste of his sweet lips beneath hers. Her other hand continued to wander over his body, tracing patterns on his skin and teasing him with gentle bites and nips.
The feel of Spider-Man's cock growing harder and more needy beneath her hand sent a shiver of anticipation through Diana. Her fingers moved faster, pressing deeper as she teased his sensitive flesh with expert precision. She could feel him beginning to lose control, his hips bucking up into her touch as he sought release. His moans filled the air, mingling with those of the women surrounding them in a cacophony of pleasure and desire.
Wonder Woman could feel Spider-Man growing closer to his release, her touch was expertly teasing him until he had no choice but to explode. But Peter was strong. He let out a growl, his hands clasping onto Wonder Woman’s ass as he effortlessly lifted her up with ease. His animalistic growl caught the surprise of the two women who gasped alongside Diana as he shoved his cock inside the princess, burying his face in her neck as he fucked her roughly.
Diana let out a surprised gasp as Peter lifted her up effortlessly, his strong hands clasping onto her ass as he thrust his hips forward and impaled himself on her. Her back arched reflexively, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she fought to maintain her balance while still managing to return the favor in kind, meeting his thrusts with equal force. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room as their bodies collided over and over again.
Her breasts bounced freely beneath him, nipples hard and aching for attention as they scraped against his chest. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, holding him close as she moaned his name in pleasure. The feel of him inside her was unbelievable; the power he possessed only served to heighten her arousal even further, making her crave more and more of him with each passing second.
As they fucked, Diana could feel Peter's control beginning to slip away. His movements grew faster and wilder, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through his body. The two women watching from below had erupted into cheers and encouragements as they saw their champion taking control once more, their mastery over Spider-Man regained in full force.
It was only a matter of time before he gave into the inevitable; his release was coming fast and furious now, his hips bucking wildly against her as he sought release from the incredible tension building within him. Diana could feel it too; her muscles tensing, her core beginning to spasm around his cock as her own orgasm threatened to overtake her. She arched back, throwing her head back and letting out a long, drawn-out mo
Diana could feel it too; her muscles tensing, her core beginning to spasm around his cock as her own orgasm threatened to overtake her. She arched back, throwing her head back and letting out a long, drawn-out moan that echoed through the room, mingling with Peter's cries of ecstasy as they both reached their climaxes at the same time. Their bodies convulsed together, skin slapping against skin in a frenzy of pleasure as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss coursed through them. Wonder Woman’s legs trembled as she went limp and slowly rolled off Peter’s body, pooling to the floor in a heap of cum and sweat. She laid there on a pile alongside the other two exhausted amazon women, with Peter standing tall over all three ladies that he had fucked.
Dazed and panting, Diana lay among her two exhausted subjects. Her body felt limp and sated after the intense fuck session with Spider-Man; he was unlike any other man she had ever been with before. His strength and power were overwhelming in the best possible way, pushing her to new heights of pleasure that she hadn't even known existed. She couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of admiration for him as she gazed up at his still-reddened face, his chest rising and falling slowly with each ragged breath he took.
The two women beside her were in no better shape; their bodies trembled with exhaustion, their limbs leaden and sore from the vigorous pounding they had just endured. A small smile curved Diana's lips as she wondered if perhaps it was time to give them a chance at some rest and recovery before summoning them once more for another round of servicing Spider-Man.
As Peter stood tall over her, his cock finally beginning to soften in the cool air of the room, Diana felt a fluttery sensation in her belly. She knew that this was only the beginning; there were countless adventures and challenges still waiting for them ahead. But for now, she was content to savor the afterglow of their incredible coupling and revel in the knowledge that he belonged not just to her, but to all of Themyscira.
As Diana laid on the ground, gasping for air and feeling the warmth of Peter's gaze upon her, she couldn't help but wonder what other adventures they would share together. Her body still tingled from their incredible lovemaking, her mind filled with images of him dominating her once more. She knew that he was just as much a part of Themyscira as any of the warriors who served alongside her, and she couldn't wait to see what else he could do. She laid on the floor, barely conscious, her limbs entangled with the other two women as they all had been conquered by the young male hero and left on the ground limp.
The afterglow of their passionate coupling still hung thickly in the air, as if to emphasize just how intense and transformative their encounter had been. Diana lay on the floor, basking in its warmth while she allowed her limbs to slowly relax under the weight of exhaustion. She glanced down at the two women who lay beside her, their bodies still trembling from the force of Peter's lust and their own overwhelming desire for him. Her lips curved into a satisfied smile as she imagined them recovering and preparing themselves once more for his inevitable return.
She felt Peter's gaze upon her, sharp and focused despite the dazed expression that crossed his face. A shiver ran down her spine at the memory of how he had taken her, how effortlessly he had claimed her and made her his. It was a testament to his strength not only physically but also emotionally; she knew now that she could never truly tame him, for he would always be stronger than any bonds they might attempt to place upon him. But that was part of what made him so irresistible; the challenge, the unpredictability, were all part and parcel of who he was, just as much as his incredible power and resilience.
The thought filled Diana with an inexplicable sense of anticipation for whatever else might lie ahead for them. There would be more adventures, more challenges, more passionate encounters like the ones they had just shared. And though she knew that Peter would never truly belong to her alone, she took comfort in the knowledge that he belonged to Themyscira now as much as any of its warriors ever could. As she felt his gaze linger on her a moment longer before drifting away toward something else, she couldn't help but feel
Peter was still thick with exhaustion as he looked around the room at the three beautiful women lying near him. It felt strange to be able to say that; they were all so much more than just women to him now. He placed a foot on Wonder Woman’s ass, both as a claim of triumph and admiration for the princess woman who laid beneath him.
Diana's body arched reflexively under Peter's touch, her muscles tensing with pleasure as she felt him claiming her once more. Even after the intense fuck session they had just shared, his dominance still sent a shiver of desire down her spine. She glanced up at him through half-lidded eyes, studying his features as he surveyed the room with an air of contentment and satisfaction that only intensified her longing for him.
His foot pressed more firmly against her ass cheek, urging her to meet his gaze. When she finally looked up at him, their eyes locked in a fierce yet tender embrace. She felt as though he was telling her without words that he belonged here with her now; that he had truly found his place among the gods and heroes of Themyscira. It filled her heart with warmth and gratitude to know that despite everything, she had been able to help him find himself again
The young hero felt triumphant. He had visited Themyscira and conquered their Princess, having fucked her so good that she now laid beneath him in a pool of cum and sweat. She was now no different to her two subjects, laying on the ground besides them in their weak and naked state. Spider-Man slowly stroked his own cock, buoyed with admiration and victory as he gently pressed his foot down on Diana’s ass as he stood over the three amazon women.
Diana felt a surge of warmth and pride wash over her as Peter stroked his now softening member, the knowledge that she had played a part in helping him find himself again making her chest swell with emotion. His foot pressed more firmly against her ass cheek, and she gasped at the pleasurable sensation it sent coursing through her body. She arched her back, presenting her beautiful round ass to him, silently urging him to take what he wanted.
Her gaze drifted down between his legs, taking in the sight of him standing tall and proud above them all, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. The image filled her with desire once more; she could feel her pussy beginning to throb anew at the thought of having him inside her again. Her fingers curled into the carpet beneath her as she struggled to maintain control over her body, wanting nothing more than to throw herself onto his hard length and ride him until they both collapsed from exhaustion.
As Peter continued to survey the scene before him with an air of triumph and possessiveness, Diana knew that it was only a matter of time before he would give in to his desires again and claim what was rightfully his; all three of them laying beneath him, their bodies surrendered completely to his will. She smiled up at him through half-lidded eyes, her chest rising and falling slowly as she waited patiently for him to make the next move.
Spider-Man looked down at Diana, his eyes filled with lust and desire as her ass presented itself to him so perfectly. He could feel the last of his energy draining away as he stroked himself softly, but that only made the thought of fucking her harder all the more appealing. His foot pressed against her ass cheek once more, digging deeper into her skin, and she let out a moan at the pleasure it sent through her body. The two other amazon women moaned softly as they witnessed their princess being reduced to such a state and encouraged the young hero by slowly stroking Diana’s ass, one subject gently kissing Wonder Woman.
Diana arched her back further, feeling the sensation of Spider-Man's foot against her ass as if it were a direct connection to his hardening cock. Her hips began to shift and roll beneath him, eagerly seeking out the contact she so desperately craved. As her two subjects continued to stroke and tease her, their kisses trailing down her thighs, she could feel herself growing wetter for them all over again.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as Peter's strokes grew faster and more insistent, his cock twitching and lengthening with each pass of his hand. Her muscles tensed, ready to explode beneath him as she felt the approach of her orgasm. It seemed that he sensed it too, for just as she was about to lose control, he thrust his hips forward powerfully, driving himself deep inside her wet heat.
She cried out in pleasure, her body shuddering with release as waves of ecstasy coursed through her. Her fingernails dug into the carpet beneath her, leaving small indents as she struggled to maintain some sort of leverage against the force of his thrusts. But it was no use; he was too strong, and she felt herself being completely claimed by him once more, surrendering utterly to the intensity of their passion.
As they fucked, her two subjects looked up at them, their faces flushed with arousal as they continued to tease Diana's aching body. The sight only served to heighten her desire for both of them; she wanted nothing more than to be filled by Peter and then have the other woman lick her clean afterward. Her moans echoed through the room, mingling with those of Spider-Man as they both pushed themselves harder and faster toward their next orgasm.
Spider-Man felt the wet heat of her pussy grip him tightly as he thrust deep inside, her moans and cries filling his ears. Her ass moved perfectly beneath him, enticing him to take her harder. With every thrust, he could feel himself getting closer to his own release, but that only made him want her more. He eventually came inside Wonder Woman, filling her gut with his hot seed.
The force of Peter's thrusts drove him deep inside her, filling her with his warmth and power as he spilled his seed into her waiting womb. As he grunted and groaned above her, their skin slick with sweat and other fluids, Diana reveled in the feeling of being completely claimed by him once more. She could feel herself quivering around him, the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through her body as she lay panting beneath him.
Her two subjects looked up at them, their eyes filled with desire and admiration for the pair who had just engaged in such an intense fuck session. As Peter's weight finally began to press down on her more heavily, Diana glanced back over her shoulder at them, offering a small smile of encouragement before arching her back further, presenting her ass once more for their attention. They didn't need any further invitation; eager hands and lips descended upon her, their touch driving her even closer to the brink of orgasm as they worked in tandem with Peter's still-erect member throbbing against her wet entrance.
She moaned his name, the sound echoing through the room as she felt herself being brought back to life by the combined efforts of all three of them. Her body trembled and shuddered under their touch, her muscles tensing in anticipation of another powerful release as they drew closer and closer to that sweet spot where pleasure overwhelmed pain and left nothing but euphoria in its wake.
The young hero's touch was expertly driving her to the edge once more as he thrust his cock inside of her, moaning in pleasure and encouragement. His eyes met hers, a mixture of lust and adoration visible there. Diana felt herself on the brink, just seconds from another powerful orgasm when she was suddenly thrown off guard by one of her subjects' hands pressing against her breast. She gasped and arched her back further, her hips automatically thrusting towards the touch as if seeking more contact. The feeling sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, overwhelming any lingering doubts or reservations she might have had about surrendering fully to their desires.
Diana's breath came out in sharp gasps as the touch on her breast sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, her hips bucking and thrusting toward the sensation greedily. The hand that cupped her breast slid down over her stomach, teasing at the edge of her soaked folds, while the other woman continued to kiss and nip at her neck and shoulders. It was an exquisite feeling; being touched by both of them at once, their bodies pressed against hers as if they could never get enough.
As Peter continued to fuck her with a relentless rhythm that had her screaming his name, she felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge once more. Her muscles tensed and quivered beneath her skin, her inner walls clenching tightly around the invasion of flesh inside her as orgasm threatened to consume her completely. She moaned and arched her back, offering her breasts to be teased further by the other woman's hungry hands while she helplessly waited for the final thrust that would send her over the edge.
Her vision blurred with desire as Peter picked up speed, his movements becoming more urgent now that he knew what was coming. She could feel it building inside her, a pressure and heat that threatened to break free at any moment. With a cry of triumph, she arched her back violently and tensed every muscle in her body, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave as she came hard around Peter's cock. Her scream was muffled against his shoulder as he thrust deeper inside her one final time, joining her in the release that left them both gasping for breath and trembling with satisfaction.
Dazed and spent from the intense fucking session, Diana lay on the floor for several long moments, catching her breath as she relished the lingering aftershocks of orgasm coursing through her body. Her limbs felt heavy and sated, every muscle relaxed to the point of near exhaustion. The two women beside her were similarly spent; their bodies twitched and trembled as they caught their own breaths, eyes glassy with pleasure and exhaustion. Spider-Man laid on top of Diana, exhausted, his cock softening inside her while the two women gently stroked his perfect ass and kneaded the toned muscles of his rear.
Eventually, the three women lay there, spent and gasping for air. Diana gazed up at the ceiling, feeling Spider-Man's weight on top of her, his warm breath against her neck. Her body felt sore but in a good way; like she had been put through an intense workout that left her stronger than ever before. She looked over to where the two other women lay beside them, their bodies glistening with sweat and their expressions slack with satisfaction. They had given as much as they had taken today, and it filled Diana with pride to know that they were now a part of something greater; that together, they could face any challenge Themyscira might throw at them.
As she stared up at the ceiling, memories of their encounter flooded her mind's eye: The way Peter had claimed her, his dominance and strength so alluring; the feel of his powerful cock thrusting inside her again and again, filling her with his seed and leaving her completely satisfied... It was a heady mix of emotions that left her feeling both grateful and exhilarated.
Without warning, Peter rolled off her, his limbs heavy as he collapsed to the side, spent from their frenzied lovemaking. Diana propped herself up on one elbow, looking down at him as he lay there panting. Despite himself, a small smile curved his lips, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for him. He was not only her ally now; he was also part of the incredible web of desire and passion that bound them all together in ways they could never fully comprehend. As she looked across at the two women beside her, she knew that they shared this bond too, and it filled her heart with hope for the future of Themyscira.
Both women crawled onto the exhausted and limp Spider-Man. One woman sat directly on his face while the other woman sat on his cock and they began to kiss each other.
Diana watched with interest as the two women crawled onto Peter, their bodies pressing against him intimately as they engaged in a tender kiss. The look of contentment on his face was enough to make her heart swell with love and appreciation for them all. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at being left out of the momentary tenderness, but she knew that their relationship was far too complex and intertwined to be boiled down to simple jealousy. Instead, she focused on enjoying the sight before her; two women who had once been enemies now united in their desire for one man who had come to mean so much more to them all than they could have ever imagined.
As they continued to kiss and caress each other, Diana found herself growing aroused again despite their recent exertions. She reached out to touch the woman sitting on Spider-Man's face, her fingers tracing lightly over the curve of her cheek and down the length of her neck before cupping her breast gently. The woman moaned into their kiss as Diana's touch sent a thrill of pleasure through her body, prompting her to lean in harder against her new friend.
Meanwhile, the other woman began bouncing up and down on Peter's cock, her breasts jiggling enticingly as she met his gaze with a look of lustful determination. Diana could feel the rhythm of their lovemaking vibrating through the floor, intensifying her own arousal as it made her body tremble with anticipation for what was to come. She leaned in closer, pressing herself against the woman sitting on Peter's face as they both continued to explore each other's bodies, lost in a haze of desire and passion that seemed to know no bounds.
The young hero moaned, his head falling back as the woman sitting on his face ground against him, her ass brushing against his chin and lips.
Diana watched intently as Peter's features twisted with pleasure beneath the ministrations of the two women, her heart racing as she felt herself grow wetter at the sight. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to feel his cock inside her once more; to be taken so hard and rough that their bodies seemed inseparable, bound together by the web of desire and passion that seemed to surround them.
As the woman sitting on top began to pick up speed, her hips moving instinctively in a rhythm that was driving Peter wild with pleasure, Diana reached down between their tangled legs and grasped his erect cock, stroking him slowly at first before increasing her pace in time with the woman's movements. His eyes locked on hers as she took control, guiding his hips upward to meet the woman's downward thrusts. The feeling of having power over him again was intoxicating; it made her feel strong and invincible, even as he drove her closer and closer to the edge of release with each thrust.
She leaned in closer still, their bodies pressed so tightly together that she could feel his heart racing against hers, their chests rising and falling in perfect sync as they panted for breath. Her lips found his ear, and she whispered softly, her voice filled with desire and need. "I want you inside me again." The words seemed to ignite something within him, driving him even harder toward his release.
Unfortunately the young hero had reached his limit, and upon hearing Diana’s words he let out a soft and boyish moan muffled by one of the women’s ass on his face. He climaxed, his lean and tight body shuddering as ropes of his hot cum splurted out.
As Peter reached his climax, the world seemed to explode around her. The feel of him coming inside her once more was like a bolt of lightning coursing through her body, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through every nerve ending. Her muscles clenched tightly around him, encouraging every last drop of his cum to fill her up completely. As their bodies came together in a final burst of passion, Diana's head fell back, and she cried out wordlessly into the air.
Her entire being seemed to be concentrated on this single moment; on the connection they shared as their fluids mingled inside her, creating a bond that went beyond anything physical or emotional. It was a feeling of completeness, of wholeness, like nothing else mattered in the world except for the two of them and their intense desire for each other.
As Peter's orgasm finally began to subside, he collapsed limply against the floor beside her, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. The woman riding him on his cock slid gently off, panting heavily and basking in the afterglow of their shared pleasure. They all laid there for several long moments, staring up at the ceiling as they tried to regain their composure. It was a moment of stillness amidst the storm; a respite from the tumultuous emotions and physical exertion that had defined their encounter thus far.
Wonder Woman watched as the two amazonian women slid off Peter’s limp body and rolled him onto his stomach. One of the women slowly played with his hair while the other humped herself against his tight ass.
Diana watched with interest as the two women slid off Peter's limp body, his hair falling over one of their faces as she idly toyed with it. They both climbed onto his back and began massaging his shoulders, apparently intent on relaxing him after such a vigorous session. Even in repose, Diana could feel the tension in his muscles, the aftereffects of their passionate lovemaking still coursing through his veins. She smiled to herself, content knowing that she had helped ease some of that tension and provided him with the release he so obviously needed.
As they continued to pamper Peter, Diana took this opportunity to study them more closely. They were younger than her, their bodies still soft and lithe from years of rigorous training. Their features were similar enough that it was clear they were related, but there was also something unique about each one of them; a quality that made them stand out in their own right. One had hair as black as night, while the other's tresses shone like spun gold. They both possessed ample curves that spoke of years spent living a life of indulgence and ease, yet their strength was undeniable whenever they moved.
Diana couldn't help but feel a sense of pride towards them; these were her subjects now, bound to her by ties deeper than blood or duty. She wondered what the future held for all of them as they continued to navigate the shifting sands of their new alliance, but for now she was content to simply enjoy the present moment: The afterglow of passion and pleasure, shared with two women she had come to care about despite herself...and one incredible young man whose cock still ached for more.
Diana felt Peter's muscles relax under her fingers as she gently massaged his ass, watching the two other women tend to him with equal care and affection. It was a peaceful moment, one that allowed her to reflect on their experiences together thus far. She had known Peter for only a short time now, but already she could feel the depth of his devotion to Themyscira and its people. His desire to protect them at all costs, even if it meant risking everything he held dear, was admirable and inspiring.
Diana continued her gentle ministrations on Peter's body, her fingers digging lightly into the firm muscles of his ass as she thought about everything they had been through together. She marveled at how much he had grown since their first encounter; from the brash and reckless young man who had challenged her to a duel to the selfless leader who now risked his life for the safety and well-being of his people. It was a transformation she could hardly credit, but there it was; stark and undeniable.
She looked up at him as he lay on the floor beside her, his chest rising and falling slowly with each breath he took. There was something different about him now; an air of maturity and wisdom that hadn't been present before. It was almost as if he had somehow managed to become both younger and older at the same time, still possessing the energy and vitality of youth but also carrying the weight of experience on his shoulders.
As she watched him sleep, her thoughts drifted back to their encounter earlier; the fierce and intense lovemaking that had left them all spent and satisfied. The connection they shared went beyond anything she could have ever imagined, transcending the boundaries of friendship or alliance. It was a bond forged in passion and desire, one that seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment.
She leaned down closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered softly, "Thank you, Peter." There was no need for further explanation; he would know exactly what she meant. A satisfied smile played at the corners of her mouth as she continued to watch over him, content in the knowledge that they were together now; bound not just by their physical desires but also by something deeper and more profound.