Marvel: Symbiote Spider-Man (Moved)-Chapter 36: CH 35: {S} Throat Fucking With Gwen {1st S}**

Pairing: Peter x Gwen

Warnings: Dom Peter, sub Gwen, lots of kissing, vaginal fingering (G receiving), blowjob (P receiving), throat fucking (P performing)

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Kicking open the door to a room in the place Peter was sure it was empty using his nosey tendrils, he led Gwen inside and kicked it close. He used his webs to seal the door shut to make sure they wouldn't get interrupted before attacking Gwen's lips again.

He slammed her against the wall and basically speared his tongue past her lips and into her mouth. Their tongues wrestled each other, but Gwen didn't even have a chance to fight before her cute tongue was manhandled.

His hands trailed down her arms, but before he did anything, he pulled back. Gwen chased after him with an annoyed whimper, her eyes opening when he didn't kiss her again.

"May I?" His hands inched just a bit lower, and realization hit her. Nervousness filled her being, but so did love and fondness. And in her horny, lust filled state of mind, she made a bold move instead of answering with words.

She palmed his still flaccid, but slowly awakening dick. Causing him to jump in pure shock as she smirked mischievously with a large blush "Does this answer your question? Or do you want me to spell it for you?"

"Baby, if you wanted to touch it so much," He grinned like a horn dog before pulling down both his pants and underwear "All you had to do was ask."

Gwen gasped when she saw it. His hung dick. His one eyed anaconda. His outrageous rod. His apocalyptic magic wand. His enormous bitch breaker that hung halfway across his muscular thigh. And it wasn't even hard or even half hard. She couldn't even imagine how big it could get when fully hard. Or how thick. Because it already looked to be as wide as her freaking wrist.

(A/N: Big asses, thick thighs, big tits, big muscles, big dicks, I love anything that's just THICK!)

She gulped. Fear and lust mixing together and making her tremble. She bit her lip "Y-you really are... well endowed, h-huh?"

Peter chuckled darkly "Well endowed? That's all? Come on, you can do better than that."

Gwen's breaths grew hotter as she was simply unable to look away from the white bat hanging against his thigh. She nodded "Y-yeah, right... I-it's... it's so fucking huge. So fucking big... wide... long... and... beautiful."

With each word, she lowered herself more and more onto her knees, before she was finally face to face with his monster fuck rod. And the way it had grown half hard under her intense gaze made her whimper wantonly.

It twitched at her lustful voice, causing her to lick her lips hungrily. She just kept staring at it lovingly and hungrily, unable to pull away her gaze. It was like she was in a trance, but didn't know what to do.

She was broken out of her charmed state when Peter grabbed his shameless shaft and shook it in front of her, pointing its crown at her lips "Come on, babe. Show me some love."

With a shaky nod and breath, she grabbed his thighs for support before finally getting to work. When her lips landed on his mesmerizing member, she couldn't help but moan. It felt so lewd and sinful on her pretty lips.

But also so right. Like it was in its rightful spot.

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And finally, she pushed it past her lips, and immediately moaned at the pure delicious taste of it against her shy tongue that immediately started worshipping it. It rolled around its head and lapped at its tip.

Even though she had zero experience, she had started studying about stuff like this to be able to satisfy her partner when the time came. And right now, she couldn't be more thankful for doing that.

Because by the gods, did the groan that left Peter make her feel proud and even hornier. Her back arched from the taste of his meat and precum and the feeling of his huge cock that had somehow fit in her in her small mouth.

Unbeknownst to her, an invisible tendril connected to her neck was making sure she was durable, flexible and stretchy enough to take him on. Because no way in hell would a normal woman, a fucking virgin at that, be able to handle any of him.

Gwen pushed her head further, intent on making her Peter feel as good as possible by taking in as much of him as she could. But much to Gwen's shock, she didn't gag at all when it had definitely gone deep enough to make her gag.

She could feel it pulsing after entering her throat. But to her shock, she didn't feel any discomfort at all. In fact, she felt... good. His daring dick felt so amazing while spreading her throat and windpipe.

She had read about people like that. People who didn't have a gag reflex, which were the dream partner of guys who loved blowjobs. But she knew she had a gag reflex. A pretty sensitive one at that.

'So does it not work only for Peter's dick or something?' The thought felt ridiculous, but it excited her so fucking much. Frustration filled her as she looked at the rest of his dick. She wanted all of him in, even if she hadn't gotten even half it inside.

She knew it was dangerous. But to help with that. While supporting herself with her hands on his muscular thighs, she used them to push herself even closer, leading his dick even deeper down her throat.

The moans and groans that left Peter filled her chest with pride, love and lust, while filling her pants with the love juices that completely drenched her folds and panties. Her heart skipped a beat when he put a hand on her head and led her even deeper.

When she had pulled all of him inside, Gwen was a drooling, cross-eyed mess. Her drooled coated his cock and dripped past her lips onto Peter's pubes, while his cock pulsated powerfully in her mouth, throat and in her freaking chest all at the same time.

It was a wonder how she wasn't dying from suffocation. It definitely didn't have anything with Peter's tendril though. Yup, nothing at all.

Peter had tilted her head up to get into a more comfortable position. But honestly, it was to make the view better for the tendrils he had spread to see Gwen's current from all sides.

And he couldn't lie, the image of her knees spread on the ground, her enhanced pussy leaking so much pussy juice it had started wetting even her pants, and with her back arched as much as she could to take every single inch of his 12 inch cock down her throat. It made him grin so hard his face actually hurt. Especially with the look on her face at the moment.

'I fucking knew I made the choice by becoming a Symbiote rather than a human or anything else! Just look at what the fuck I can do just by enhancing my bitch like this!'

With a sinister, dark, small laughter, he flashed a hungry and toothy grin while holding her head in place "Gwen, brace yourself, alright? I'm gonna take it from here, okay, baby?"

And without waiting for an answer, he pulled his hips back and slammed back into her throat. A gurgling sound came from deep inside her throat as he started a slow rhythm of pulling out and pushing deep inside again, and again, and again.

But slowly, his pace increased. Without needing to worry about his partner's health, since him enhancing her had taken care of any worries, he fucked her without a single care in the world.

He was treating her like a sex toy, using her without mercy or care. And Gwen, in her foggy state of mind, loved every second of it. Loved every thrust of Peter's giant dick that speared deep down her throat, causing an extremely visible outline of his dick to appear in her throat as it expanded it.

It did go back to normal when he pulled back, but it was only for an instance, since Peter slammed right back inside. He had to be honest, he loved the view he was getting from the tendril in front of her throat. Feeling her throat serving his dick and seeing to what length it went just made his mind swirl in pure lust.

Gwen didn't know how long she was in that position, on her knees and serving Peter. But all she knew was that at some point, while her mind was filled with the goal of satisfying him, he began to tense up.

His rhythm grew more wild, his body starting to shake as he thrusted in and out again and again. Her thirst for his essence took away some of the fog in her brain, and she started moving her head with his rhythm.

Gwen's fingers dug in so hard into his thighs that beads of blood trialed down before, with a powerful thrust and a loud groan, he came straight down her throat and into her stomach.

Gwen's eyes rolled back as an extremely unfamiliar and strange pleasure ran through her body. And for a moment, she thought it would actually make her cum. But it didn't push her over the edge in the end.

After panting for a bit and taking a break with his dick still balls deep inside of her and with his big balls resting against her chin, he slowly pulled back. Once he was out of her throat and mouth, Gwen was panting tiredly, drool spilling out of her lips.

But there was no cum in her mouth. Understandable, since Peter had poured everything into her stomach. And it was evident with the way her stomach had actually bulged out. Not much, but it was visible.

It made Gwen gulp in a mix of nervousness, shock, and pure, twisted fucking lust as she put her hand on her bloated stomach and rubbed it softly.

'H-he came this much from just a blowjob. If he was actually fucking me... o-oh god, I would definitely get pregnant from a single cumshot.'

She flinched when Peter slammed his cock on her shoulder and let it rest there. She gulped loudly. It was so wet with her sticky saliva, to the point it shone under the lightbulb of the room. And not just that. It was stained with lipstick marks from the tip to the bottom, where his shaft was connected to his pelvis.

"So pretty..." She spoke out loud before she could even register the words. She only realized when she heard Peter's chuckle "Agreed."

She blushed deeply as she glanced up, just to realize he wasn't talking about his own dick, but about the mess she was. She could feel the way the small amount of make-up she had put on was completely ruined.

Her lipstick was completely ruined and everywhere, including on his dick. There were dried tear marks on her cheeks. And yet, it was the most beautiful version of her Peter had ever seen.

Gwen shivered as his hand cupped her cheek and gently drew circles with his thumb "So pretty." He tilted her head higher, his thumb moving to play with her pretty, swollen lips. When she took his thumb in and suckled on it, running her tongue all over it, he couldn't help but take a deep, lustful breath "So fucking pretty."

He pulled out his thumb with pop and gently picked her up. Gwen's heart beat loudly at the look on his face. He definitely wasn't done yet. In fact, with the way his dick hadn't gone even a bit softer after letting out so much cum, she was sure he wouldn't be done for a very, very long time.

He gently laid her down on the bed and enjoyed the view. She was looking at him with pure lust in her eyes while keeping herself up with her elbows. His eyes had darkened significantly at the way her stomach, bloated from the ridiculous amount of cum he had shot inside of her, jiggled around.

"Now, let's continue-"

But just as he was about to take his shirt off, a loud boom echoed around the neighborhood, before loud zapping of electricity did and loud screams followed after them.

The same thick, long, intimidating and pulsating veins on his dick appeared on his forehead and face as he shook with anger, his livid whisper coming through gritting teeth "Oh, you fucking son of a bitch..."