Commission

  Themes: Foursome, Rough Sex, Anal Sex

  Summary: Peter Parker hangs up the mask and focuses on himself, his business, and the three lovely women who insert themselves into his life.

  -x-X-x-

  With great power comes great responsibility.

  For a long time, Peter Parker had let his Uncle Ben's words define his life. Not just that, he'd let that single phrase rule him for years and years. But these days… these days he lived by another phrase.

  Actions have consequences.

  He'd tried so hard to be everyone's Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, only for New York City to tell and show him time and time again that it didn't want him. That it hated him. Finally, Peter had listened. Finally, he'd given the city what it wanted. He'd walked away.

  Spider-Man died a death by a thousand cuts, but it was Peter who dealt the final blow. It was his choice to hang up the mask and finally, at long st, focus on himself for once. On his desires. On his happiness.

  Funny that it was only after MJ went off with Paul that he finally gave her what she really wanted and stopped risking his life every night. But Peter wasn't doing it for Mary Jane Watson. He was doing it for himself… and for the people who relied on him. Not on Spider-Man, but on Peter Parker.

  Because finally, at long st, he had people depending on Peter to step up to the pte and get it right. Parker Industries had started out as nothing more than a pipe dream, something that Peter never really thought would actually go anywhere. Now though? Now it was a company with hundreds of employees and a rising market cap and that meant Peter had a responsibility that went beyond just what he could do with his fists.

  It had been three months since he'd walked away from his life as Spider-Man… and truth be told, Peter couldn't be happier. He focused on Parker Industries, he made money for himself and his employees, and best of all… he slept soundly and peacefully thanks to his girls.

  Oh, New York was more chaotic than ever of course, but Peter didn't care anymore. Especially when the City's Mayor, one J. Jonah Jameson, decred that everything would be fine and gave a speech about how Spider-Man would be arrested on sight if he ever showed his mask again every other night.

  Besides, there were dozens if not hundreds of other heroes on the East Coast. Not all of them were as small issue as Peter had been, but plenty were and if they couldn't handle it without him… well, for once, Peter had decided that was their problem. Not his.

  Arriving at his luxury penthouse in Uptown New York, Peter finds the reasons for both his peace and success are already there waiting for him.

  "Welcome home, Peter!"

  "Good to see you, darling~"

  "You're not te for once. Proud of you."

  Felicia Hardy, Emma Frost, and Carol Danvers are all there to greet him at the front door. Peter exchanges kisses with all of them, the smile already present on his face only growing wider as he greets the trio.

  Felicia had been the first of the three at his side. In fact, it had been her as Bck Cat who had found him one particurly bad night and put the idea of walking away from Spider-Man in his head in the first pce. Emma had come ter, though not long after, and her powerful psychic abilities had gone a long way to helping sooth his mind.

  Carol was the most recent addition, though she'd still been with them for two months now. Her issues with the government had ultimately led to her walking away and setting aside her own identity as the superheroine Ms. Marvel. Though she was still every inch the cosmic powered baddie she'd always been.

  Even though he'd known Felicia longer, all three of them had become so much more integral to his life these past three months. As well as so much more intimate. At first, Peter had been worried about how their dynamics would py out. They were all very strong personalities, after all.

  And yet… somehow it just worked. He knew they'd had many conversations without him and each and every one, they seemed to come out with stronger and strong bonds. As well as an almost overeagerness to help him, no matter what it took.

  Felicia still committed burgries here and there as Bck Cat just to keep up appearances, of course. But these days most of her nighttime activities were spent wearing a nondescript bck bodysuit that had none of the frill or branding of her Bck Cat persona.

  With a hood up to hide her distinctive white hair, she was on a tear when it came to corporate espionage. She spent her nights hunting down secrets and finding out about threats coming for Parker Industries well in advance so that they could cut them off at the pass.

  Emma, meanwhile, was Peter's right hand woman in Parker Industries. She had her own experience with being the CEO of a company, but her business had ultimately been consumed by vultures. When she'd come to him, it had been rich but ultimately rudderless… and she'd been happy to take on the position of CFO at Parker Industries, handling everything financial and keeping them afloat even as Peter was the 'ideas guy'.

  Finally, there was Carol. She'd slotted into their lives in her own way, taking on the role of Head of Security at Parker Industries without hesitation. It was just the kind of woman she was, always needing to be doing something, always needing to be moving and commanding and controlling.

  Peter was happy to let her control their security, especially since between Felicia's nightly work, his danger sense, and Emma's telepathy, they had all of their bases covered and could support her with anything they found out along the way.

  Regardless, tonight in particur was a special one because they'd just closed a major deal and Parker Industries had effectively secured a substantial amount of funding without giving up any of its autonomy or freedom.

  That called for a celebration, and as the three women led him to the dining room, Peter is unsurprised to see the table piled high with all of his favorites foods. Needless to say, the four of them all dig in happily, each of them having a higher than average metabolism in their own way.

  As he enjoys the meal, Peter does find himself thinking about the future though. Felicia, Emma, and Carol were his women. He shared a bed with all three of them and regurly exchanged intimate acts of lovemaking. Still, he couldn't help wondering if there might be more they could do. Specifically, more that HE could do for them.

  They'd talked about it before, of course. The idea of him marrying one of them and the other two being his mistresses on the side. Peter had shot that down so far, but not because he didn't want it. Rather, he wanted to be able to call all three of them his wives.

  Across the dining table Emma suddenly giggles, prompting Peter to let out a sigh and wag his finger at her.

  "No powers at dinner, remember."

  The blonde telepath just smirks and winks in response, knowing there's no real heat to Peter's admonishment. Nor would there be, because frankly, he had absolutely nothing he wanted to hide from her or any of his women.

  As dinner comes to a close however, it seems they have something to hide from him because the three all meet each other's eyes and nod before Felicia pipes up.

  "Wait in the living room for us, Peter. We have a surprise for you~"

  Raising an eyebrow, Peter shrugs and does as he's told. Moving to the living room, he sits down and checks a few things on his phone while he waits. Until finally, he hears the three of them coming down the hall and sets his phone aside.

  The surprise… well, he probably should have guessed, given the leers and bedroom eyes he'd been getting from all three women ever since he got home. He's still caught pleasantly off guard as the trio saunter out into the living room, not as themselves… but as their discarded alter egos.

  There's Bck Cat in her bck catsuit lined with white fur. There's the White Queen, dressed in snow white lingerie thigh-high heeled boots with a white fluffy boa over her shoulders. And then there's Ms. Marvel in her bck leotard with a lightning bolt across her chest, a domino mask across her eyes, and nothing else.

  "Like what you see, Mister Parker?"

  "Just thought we'd remind you that you have three of the sexiest, most powerful women at your beck and call."

  "And you can do… whatever you want with us. At any time~"

  Needless to say, in the face of such an offer, Peter can't really restrain himself. He rises from the couch and moves to meet them in the middle of the living room, more than ready to go all out. After all, another reason he loved these three so much was that, unlike many others… he didn't need to hold back with any of them.

  Felicia is first, of course. Peter grabs her and pulls her close, molding their bodies together and kissing her hard for a moment before starting to strip her out of her catsuit. She moans and rubs herself against him like the cat she's always pretending to be… right up until he suddenly spins her around and bends her over the back of the nearby couch.

  She gasps and wiggles, only for Peter to give her ass a hard smack that makes her moan and giggle happily.

  "Looks like I've caught myself a naughty kitty, haven't I?"

  Lifting up a hand, Peter catches the cuffs that Carol throws him without even looking in her direction. Meanwhile, Felicia is already starting to pant.

  "Oooh, I'm so sorry for being bad, officer. Please don't take it out on my poor pussy and asshole, I'm not sure I can handle your big… fat… cock~"

  "Guess we'll see, huh?"

  He easily cuffs her hands behind her back and Felicia groans in anticipation and appreciation. Even if they both know she could get out of those handcuffs in half a second even without using her strength to break them, they also know that she loves being bound and 'helpless' as he fucks her.

  With her catsuit pulled out of the way, Peter drags his throbbing cock out of its confines and thrusts into Felicia a moment ter, fucking her as she squeals and moans, rocking the back of the couch with every movement.

  One of the first things Peter had done after giving up Spider-Man and focusing everything on Parker Industries, was study his own blood so he could develop a super soldier serum based on it. Nobody knew of course. He'd done all of the work and bck boxed the results so that not even his own employees were aware of things.

  But the end result still had a recipient… the very woman he's fucking now. Giving Felicia his powers would have seemed crazy to the Peter of years ago, back when he was still so high and mighty and she was 'just a cat burgr' to him.

  These days though, it just felt right. And as a result, Felicia was fast, strong, and capable enough to handle just about any form of security she might need to bypass. She wasn't limited by her old human body anymore.

  That also meant he could give her his all and she would be able to handle everything he dished out too. So Peter fucks her and he fucks her hard, enjoying how she moans, yowls, and howls. As she begs him for his dick, as she sputters through each orgasm, and as she cries out his name, quickly giving up the 'officer' bit of the rolepy to beg Peter specifically to fuck her harder.

  Finally, he cums inside of her pussy… and then immediately drags his messy cock up between her ass cheeks, spreading them wide with his hands and drilling into Felicia's asshole from behind just like she'd suggested.

  She squeals and moans, loving every st second of the anal plundering that follows. All while Emma and Carol are watching on, still in their costumes… but with certain sections moved aside so they can finger themselves to the gorgeous, glorious view.

  Peter enjoys the view himself, both of Felicia's bent over cuffed body and of their forms as well, shuddering and quivering with barely repressed pleasure as they wait their turns.

  Keeping their presence in mind, Peter doesn't prolong things with Felicia. He can always go back and fuck her ter after all. So he plows her asshole through a couple more orgasms on her part and then cums deep in her bowels just like he did her pussy.

  Then, pulling out of her, he lets her drop forward over the couch, her face in the seat cushion and her ass in the air as her legs dangle down over the back but without letting her feet touch the ground.

  She looks ridiculous like that, but much like cats who could sleep in ridiculous positions, Felicia just rests there, seeming to enjoy being a showpiece more than getting to watch what happens next with the others. To be fair, she makes a VERY hot showpiece.

  Still, leaving her to her 'fate', Peter next moves on Emma. She moans as he runs his hands over her lingerie cd body, before pushing him down into the nearest chair so she can start to give him a proper p dance. She even wraps the white fluffy boa around HIS shoulders in the process.

  Of course, eventually Peter can't take it anymore. He tugs the ties on her white panties open and drags the two-piece underwear off of her before grabbing her hips and smming her back down onto his waiting, throbbing cock. Emma moans wantonly and throatily as she's impaled on his dick, but she also uses her telepathy to moan directly into his mind, transmitting all of her pleasure and excitement and enjoyment to him as he fucks her.

  It definitely enhances the experience for both of them, especially when she eventually swings around and faces him, impaling herself back on his cock and wrapping her arms around his neck so he can alternate between feasting on her tits and lips to his heart's content.

  Sucking her nipples and kissing her as much as he wants, Peter slowly starts to go harder and faster… until finally, Emma has to change forms, ending the psychic link between them since she can't use her telepathy while she's in her diamond form.

  All the same, her diamond form is definitely the more durable of her two forms, allowing Peter to really go all out with her even if he can't exactly suck her tits or kiss her anymore without feeling like he's sucking and kissing a rock.

  Still, her pussy and ass are still malleable for sex and Peter's strength means that he's one of the few people on Earth who can fuck Emma's diamond cunt without getting their dick trapped in a literal vice.

  Even though she feels a lot less in this form, Peter can fuck her hard enough to make her feel more than anyone else ever could, plowing his beautiful diamond lover with all his might and pounding away at her diamond cunt until he can hold back his load no longer.

  Of course, the moment he finishes in her rock hard pussy, Peter immediately pulls Emma off of his dick and then flips her around again, this time impaling her ass on his cock without reservation. Her asshole is even tighter than her pussy of course, but Peter nevertheless shows it who's boss, plowing up into her diamond body hard and fast and making rather unnatural noises fill the penthouse living room. After all, it's not like it's flesh spping against flesh or anything like that.

  There's a unique pleasure to the act all the same, especially as Peter finishes in her ass just like he did her pussy. Every time he fucks her holes in her diamond form, every time he pounds Emma's malleable orifices into the shape of his cock, it only ends one way.

  As he finishes in her ass and pulls her off his dick for the st time, Emma shudders and then reverts back to her normal form completely involuntarily, simply unable to keep up her diamond form after the amount of 'abuse' it just took.

  Standing up, Peter ys the telepath down gently on the very chair she'd had him sit in, before finally turning to the st of the three women… but certainly not the least.

  Carol always has looked good in her one-piece costume, the leotard showing off her hips and thighs and legs in all the best ways while the lightning bolt stretched across her tits can't help but draw the eye to her bust.

  Smirking, he strides over to her where she waits for him. Both of them know that Carol is one of the world's strongest women thanks to her cosmic empowerment. Meaning that Peter never, ever has to hold back with her. Nor does she want him to either. Sure, Felicia likes to be bound and helpless. And Emma will go toe to toe with him in diamond form as long as she can.

  But Carol is the one who likes it really rough. She's the true masochist of the group, which is why Peter doesn't hesitate to grab her, spin her around, and put her in a headlock. The blonde chokes in response but doesn't fight back, even as he pulls her up into the air by that headlock.

  Instead, she reaches down and tugs her leotard to the side as far as she can while spreading her legs wide. A moment ter and his cock is inside of her, making her let out a gurgling moan around the chokehold he has her in.

  This was Carol's favorite way of being fucked and therefore Peter's favorite way of fucking her. She loved to be able to truly surrender to him, knowing he wasn't some impossible enemy she had to defeat to save lives or anything like that. No, he was just an incredibly strong man who could manhandle and dominate her in ways she'd never even dreamed were possible before she'd met him.

  PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

  Her feet dangling off the air, her hands clutching at his arms for support, Carol gurgles and moans as Peter bounces her up and down on his cock, fucking her right there from behind in a standing position. Eventually, he grabs the front of her costume with one hand while keeping the other arm under his chin and rips it away.

  These costumes, as good as they looked, were clearly designed to be torn off if he wanted to do so, because Carol's Ms. Marvel leotard tears easily under Peter's enhanced strength, causing her breasts to spill out for him so he can begin fondling and groping them to his heart's content.

  All the while, he continues to choke her out, knowing she loves being handled like a blonde bimbo toy. Her words, not his. Of course, at the same time Peter has no desire to fuck a limp 'toy' so he always makes sure Carol has enough oxygen to stay conscious and aware of everything he's doing to her.

  Much like Emma and Felicia, he makes Carol cum half a dozen times before he finally unloads in her womb. Then, he pulls out and slides right into her ass a moment ter, not even hesitating as he changes holes and continues to fuck her.

  Carol just gurgles some more in response, her ass flexing and clenching down just as hard around his cock as the other two did. Peter though, is finally starting to get just a little tired of holding all of her weight up, so he takes her to the ground next.

  Pushing her down to her knees, coming down with her, Peter maintains the headlock even as he fucks Carol into the floor of their penthouse, plowing her anus with all his might and causing her to squeal and moan and tremble in response.

  Thanks to her cosmic powers, she's even able to set up a buffer between them and the actual floor so that Peter isn't in danger of cracking the concrete or something as he takes her to pound town.

  Finally, with one st grunt, he delivers a hot load straight to Carol's bowels just as he did with Emma and Felicia. And in turn, he tightens his chokehold on her neck a bit harder until she does actually pass out for a moment, something that makes her cum hard enough to squirt as she goes off into La Land for a few minutes.

  By the time she regains consciousness, Peter is already letting Felicia and Emma share his cock between them, their mouths sucking and slurping him clean as Carol is forced to py catch up while hurrying over to join them.

  Peter just smiles down at the three, all four of them knowing that the night is just getting started…

  -x-X-x-

  Hours ter, things finally are over with all four cuddled up to each other. Felicia is on top of him, his cock still inside of her as she nuzzles his chest. Meanwhile, Emma is on his right and Carol is on his left, both of them cuddled into his sides.

  The moment feels perfect and when the words rise to his mind, Peter doesn't even bother trying to stop them. He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can, Emma pces a finger against his lips and stops him in his tracks.

  Giving him a wink, she shakes her head.

  "You should get the rings first, Peter~"

  Flushing at realizing he'd overlooked that key detail, he slowly nods, causing her to wink at him as all four of them begin to fall asleep from there.

  Yes. Rings first. He would get them tomorrow and propose to all three of his women as soon as they were all home together…

  -x-X-x- If you'd like to read more of my work not seen on this website, check out Hentai-Foundry.com and QuestionableQuesting.com where I have over a thousand stories! If you'd like to contribute to funding my writing at all, check me out on .com/Cambrian

  Thanks for reading!