Superhero Ballbusting: Marvel’s Black Cat

All characters are 18!!

This might continue into a series of Superhero Ballbusting if I feel like it!

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Today was just another Tuesday for The Black Cat, Felicia Hardy. In the midnight of Queens, she began her infiltration of the largest museum in the city by sneaking through the vents. Though, it was rather hard considering her leather outfit hugging tightly onto her remarkable curves. Her tits can’t even fit in the suit properly! She has to zip it down partially to let the girls breathe a little.

“Hup!” She grunted as she landed superhero style onto the floor, her assets jiggling tremendously.

“Who’s there?!” A security guard pointed his flashlight at her. He equipped his baton and ran in her direction. “Get out!”

“Let’s just make this quick.” She pulled down her zipper all the way, flashing the guard as he stood right in front of her, in absolute awe from her incredibly tits.

Then, without any warning, the Black Cat swiftly kicked him in the groin with her hard toed stilettos. He collapsed instantly into a fetal position, “Fuck! My dick!,” he cried.

The guard reached for his belt without Felicia noticing and pressed a button, immediately gating the walls around them and sounding the alarms. Three more guards followed suit.

“Shit!” She grunted as she ran in the guards’ direction. Each and everyone of them received a quick knee to the junk, flooring each of them quickly. For greater measure, Felicia delivered a quick snap kick to the biggest guard, forcing him to let out a harsh shriek.

She couldn’t gather much, so Black Cat simply grabbed the head of a statue and snuck back out through the vents (again with some trouble due to her curvy body).

Black Cat managed to sneak to the roof of the museum to meet her best-frenemie: Peter Parker.

“Hey!,” He waved, winking under his mask.

“What do you want, Spidey?” Black Cat set the statue’s head down and crossed her arms under her chest, pushing her tits up a little.

“J-Just figured that it was you robbing the museum, wanted to stop by, say hi, stop you, etc.” He muttered, staring at her tits from behind his mask.

“Well, you seem a little excited to stop me,” she walked over and grabbed his bulge, massaging it softly.

Peter whimpered and hunched over a little to her touch, grabbing her wrist to continue to moan.

She let go and walked the other way, “Nice seeing you, Spidey, but I have to lea—“ A web caught her wrist and pulled her closer.

“I’m sorry. As good as that felt, I can’t let you leav—“ His spidey sense tingled as she swung her fist at his head. He ducked and stepped back.

“Felicia, don’t make this any harder than it has to be!” He dodged another flurry of kicks and punches. He suddenly stopped as he felt her toe connect with his groin.

“How you like that, Spider?” She smiled, snapping the web off her wrist.

He stood up straight and snickered. He reach down there and pulled out a protective cup. “I’m surprised you didn’t feel this when you rub—“ He collapsed to the ground as Felicia delivered a swift kick to his now unprotected groin. It was so fast that his body couldn’t even react.

Peter began coughing and rolling around in pain. “Ow…” He grumbled whilst in fetal position.

“Are you going to let me leave or what?” Black Cat kicked his hands off his groin and began applying pressure, then her whole body weight.

“OOH!” He yelped and squirmed. “N-No!”

Felicia sighed, letting his groin rest for a millisecond before stomping on it repeatedly with no sign of mercy.

Peter began sobbing from the pain, before passing out due to how overwhelming it was.

Felicia giggled, lifting his mask up a little to plant a kiss on his lips. She snagged Peter’s phone and took a picture of her cleavage, before taking off.

Even with superhuman abilities, Spider-Man’s manhood made him infinitely weaker than a woman.