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Peter hadn’t expected his date to be like this.

He never thought Aunt May would be setting him up with a girl like this. Going out on a date with Felicia Hardy, she had struck a real good first impression. He had been dressed up in a suit and tie while she was wearing a tight black long sleeved shirt that split open at the middle to tease him with her cleavage and a pair of tight jeans that outlined every one of her curves, complete with cameltoe. Long platinum blonde hair with a street smart look in her eyes. She was holding onto the door frame with both hands and looked him up and down.

“H-hi,” he said as pleasantly as possible.

She purred seductively and licked her lips. “Wow cutie, I just want to tear you apart like a ragdoll.”

Peter blinked. He looked at Aunt May, speechless. She just laughed. “Oh Peter, don’t mind her! That’s just her way of saying she likes you!”

“Um, okay…” I can’t believe Aunt May is setting me up with someone like her!

“Mmm-hmm,” said Felicia, still eyeing him up. “You got that right.”

“Felicia’s in a bit of rough spot,” Aunt May said very low. “Treat her well, won’t you?”

“I hope she’ll be nice to me,” he said.

Not to mention she seems kinda familiar. Is she really…? Nah can’t be.

She had a first date already planned. Namely at the carnival. Next to her going about so carefree, he felt a bit awkward in his suit and tie. But if she cared she didn’t show it. Holding him by the arm the whole time, she seemed totally in her element.

They stopped by a milk bottle game. There were a whole bunch of plush toys up for grabs. Holding him close she whispered, “Hey, how about you win me that big kitty toy? I know you’ll knock it right out of the park!”

Peter just shrugged his shoulders. He’d heard rumors that some of these amusement park games were staged to be all but impossible to win, and knocking out a pyramid of milk bottles was no exception. But he wasn’t an ordinary person, he was Spider-Man.

The carnie chuckled. Dirty and twice their age, he was sizing them up like he was looking at meat. Chewing a toothpick in his mouth he said, “Try your best kid. It ain’t gonna be enough for someone as high and mighty as you. And that pretty little pussy is gonna be crying her eyes out!”

Felicia had come here with a smile on her face and not once had that expression faded. But as soon as he said that, there was a vicious look in her eyes. “Oh really?” she said.

Peter was ready to get even too. Taking the ball, he threw it perfectly, knocking the whole pyramid down in one fell swoop. The carnie’s smug expression turned sour on the spot while Felicia was jumping all over the place, squealing loudly.

“Get me that kitty!” she said to the carnie. Grumbling to himself, he fetched it on over. As soon as he was there, she snatched it right from him. Holding it to herself and smiling all over, she kissed all over Peter’s face. He was definitely smiling too. Didn’t stop staring at the carnie once either, feeling very sure of himself.

“Hold that for me would you?” she said, handing him the plushie and he only said, “Why of course fair lady.”

Felicia broke out into laughter hearing him talk like that. After she settled down, she wrapped her arms around him and lay her head on his shoulder. “Do I look like I’m crying?”

“Yeah whatever. Beat it kid.”

“Beat what? Beat this?” she said, holding up her hand and flipping him off.

“You’re a childish little bitch. Hey asshole, fuck off!”

“Childish? How childish?”

“You’re acting like an eleven year old,” he said, his jaw beginning to gibber with anger.

“Eleven?” She narrowed her eyes and quirked the end of her smile. “How appropriate,” she said, snatching up Peter’s hand and making him flip off the carnie too.

This girl was definitely not what he expected. Not what he was used to either, way bolder than the girls he was normally used to, normally he wouldn’t have done something like this at all. But her exuberance was rubbing off on him and after the carnie’s attitude, he was feeling very bold himself. Holding their hands flipping him off next to each other, the two of them laughed.

They had a real good time after that. After that, no matter what booths they stopped by, Felicia would boast that Peter was totally gonna win. And every single time, he did, no problem. The carnies that gave them at attitude, needless to say she was just as flippant with them as she was with the first one. Those that were a little more well behaved, she wasn’t nearly as hostile. But those that were, she and Peter had no problem giving them the business.

As soon as they were done and the carnival closing up, they walked away laughing. At that point Peter was holding a whole bag of all the prizes he had won. Walking away on the outskirts of the carnival, they were holding hands.

“That was a lot of fun,” she said. Peter was surprised by how demure she sounded, Felicia had been very animated the whole time they were there. Turning to regard him slyly she said, “You glad you went out with me?”

Peter looked down and laughed before turning to look her straight in the eyes. “Fuck yeah.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” she said before she opened her mouth and breathed a hot gale of air onto his face.

There was no question what that meant. Grabbing her big ass in those ghetto pants, the two of them made out real wet and nasty on the spot. Their tongues were flicking deeply in each other’s mouths and they were getting very hot and heavy from the start. For Peter it was so unexpected of him but he was becoming very comfy with this new version of himself.

“Winning me all these prizes but you haven’t got the real prize yet,” she said in a husky whisper and then she was dragging him off by the hand to a secluded spot in the trees. Peter was all too happy to follow.

Giggling she said, “Want to see something really cool?” Before he could answer, she spun around and grabbed her butt. Peter was all too happy to get himself a view of that sweet behind but then she spread it wide. He had to blink when he saw the back of the cameltoe of her pants open up, revealing her pink pussy underneath.

“Uh Felicia, you…”

“That’s just a design choice,” she said. She looked back at him smiling devilishly. “I made them this way. If anyone asks, you’re just helping me with a neck cramp.”

Peter had no problem with that. Undoing his pants, he slammed his cock straight inside of her. It was so fast and sudden that it surprised even her. But after everything they had got up to, she was rubbing off on him.

Not that she minded. So mild mannered before she really had turned him bad, but that dick of his was all big and mean from the start. Together, he was now exactly what she needed.

He was pounding her nice and hard from the start. She was giving it right back to him too, his big dick filled up every inch of her twat and she was eager for more. The instant she popped up at his door, he seemed almost afraid of her, like she was an alien species. Nothing left of that and she was all too happy to enjoy herself.

Peter was too. Licking up her neck, she turned her head to look at them and then they were engaged in another sloppy kiss. The mutual animalistic passion in their hot fucking and his sheer want for her, all of his doubts were gone. Felicia had broken down all of his barriers and now this is all he wanted.

“Hey!”

Peter suddenly froze up on the spot. He knew that voice it was one of the carnies he and Felicia pissed off. Looking back he saw it wasn’t just one, it was all of them.

“Well, well, we were just getting off work and we find this bit of sick shit? What you got to explain yourself partner?”

“How about we take some photos and show them to the cops?” said one whipping out a camera. “You two are gonna be in a lot of trouble.”

“Um, I…”

“My boyfriend was helping me with a neck cramp,” she said. “Isn’t that right?”

“Sure thing sweetie!” he said, massaging her neck.

Felicia’s calm hadn’t dropped for an instant. They were both still wearing their clothes, these carnies couldn’t get them in trouble. But she could feel Peter’s nervousness, he wasn’t nearly as calm. Even with her pussy clinging to his dick.

That wasn’t the only thing. While he was putting on the act, she felt a strange substance from his palms on her neck. She didn’t know what to make of it.

But she wouldn’t let that get in the way. “Oh baby, that feels so good!” she said, moving her behind on him, still feeling that big dick. Looking back at the carnies she said, “You enjoy having your show? Or do you want some of my knuckle sandwich? I’m not the kind of girl who needs a guy to defend her.”

“Fucking hell Bob, you told me you caught them doing something real bad and this...I’m out.”

One by one the carnies left. As soon as they were gone, Felicia grinned to herself. “Thanks for playing along Spider-Man.”

Peter looked at her in alarm. “What do you mean? I…”