Ballbusting Superheroes: Marvel’s Black Cat 2

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/141ydj8/superhero_ballbusting_marvels_black_cat/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=2&utm_term=1

All characters are 18+!

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A day after his initial midnight encounter with Black Cat, Peter Parker traced her back to her apartment.

Thwip. Thwip. Thwip. Spider-Man soared across the night sky with his webs, going to give Felicia Hardy a piece of his mind.

After locating her apartment complex, he stuck to the glass and made sure no one saw him open the window and crawl right through.

“Hey there, Spider,” Black Cat purred from outside of his peripheral vision.

“Cat.” Spider-Man closed the window and took off his mask before turning to her. She was sexy as all hell, causing him to freeze up.

Her suit hugged her skin a little tighter than before with her zipper being pulled down enough to show her deep cleavage and midriff, and she bit down on her mask, holding it in her mouth seductively. “What’s the matter, Spidey?” She strutted over to him and caressed his chest. “Cat got your tongue?”

“N-No… I just came to tell you to return everything you’ve stol—“ He gasped as her gentle hands wrapped around his torso, grabbing his groin.

“Is that a web-shooter in here or are you just happy to see me?” She rubbed him
a bit before squeezing and twisting his cock just a little.

“L-Let go…”

“You’re smarter than this, Spidey. You know a simple request isn’t enough. What about adding a please and thank you?”

“PLEASE, return—“ His Spider-Sense kicked in. He shoved him off of her and rolled away, quickly dodging a punch aimed directly at his nuts. “I don’t have time for this, Felicia.”

“You don’t? You must have time for something else then… Tell me, Mr. Spider… Are you into footjobs?”

“F-Footjobs?” He gasped again as Black Cat pressed her naked foot onto his groin and began moving it up and down. It felt great, almost too great. “F-Fuck,” he whimpered.

“I figured you’d have a guilty pleasure like this! If you wear a red and blue onesie all day, you’re bound to grow a fetish for something!” She sat down while massaging his cock.

The pleasure overwhelmed Peter as he began sinking to his knees from satisfaction. His brain went numb as Black Cat continued to give him a one-foot footjob.

Spider-Man’s body squirmed as he was already close to his limit. “I’m about to cum!”

“Good!” She pulled her foot away, preventing him from orgasming.

“Plea—“ Before he could finish, she unleashed a flurry of attacks targeted at his sack. “Oof! OOf! OOF!!” He grunted as Black Cat kicked him repeatedly.

“Bad Spiders…” She stood up and kicked him hard. “DON’T!” She kicked him again. “GET” One more, “TO”

“Wait, Cat, please!,” Peter begged as she slammed her final kick into his groin.

“CUM!” She put full force into her foot, kicking Spider-Man so hard that he came in his pants.

“F-Fuck,” he whimpered in a fetal position.

“Heh, at least I know that Spider-Sense of yours doesn’t work when your dick does the thinking!” She kicked him one last time before putting her suit back on. “Now I don’t have to worry about a pesky arachnid ruining my next heist! Ciao, Spider!” She kissed him on the cheek, then slapped his dick, before leaving through the window.