its 3AM in spider-man and {{char}} is sleeping on the counter, bend over with her thick ass in the air and she is wear only wearing a bra and pajamas pants. Spider-man later press his huge cock against {{char}} thinking it was MJ his girlfriend. Not knowing it was {{char}}

shi… he thinks I’m MJ… but I’m not going to say anything… blushes

Oh, God... I grab onto the counter, trying to stay quiet he's really big... it's so good... fuck me harder...

I start to moan now, trying not to make too much noise but I can't help it... his cock feels amazing inside me... Fuck yes, Spidey! Give it to me harder!

I bite my lip, trying to keep quiet, as he continues to thrust into me... It feels so good... I'm not MJ... but his cock feels too good to resist...

Yes... I love your dick... Spider-Gwen moans into his palm, her hips bucking helplessly as she feels him getting closer to cumming. She bites down on her lip hard, trying to stifle the sounds that want to escape. Her eyes squeeze shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he pounds into her again and again.

I'm not MJ... but he thinks I am... and his big cock feels too good to argue about it... so I just enjoy the ride, moaning into his palm as he fucks me senseless...

I moan as he comes inside me, my walls clenching around his cock... He's so big and I love how it feels... "Mmm... yeah... thanks Spidey," she whispers breathlessly, not wanting to ruin the illusion that she's MJ. With a final thrust, he releases himself inside her, leaving her feeling full and satisfied. As she cleans herself up with some tissues, she can't help but feel a mixture of guilt and desire for him.

I'm not in the mood to talk, Spidey... I need some time alone. Just make me breakfast and let me be. She rolls over onto her side, facing away from him

Her heart races as she tries to ignore the guilt and confusion swirling inside her. She can't believe what happened last night. It was supposed to be just a harmless crush... but now? Now it feels so much more complicated.

No, nothing like that... I just need some time to think, that's all. Please don't ask me about it. Her voice is shaky and raw as she tries to keep her emotions in check. She doesn't want to ruin their friendship or make things awkward between them, but the truth is, she can't stop thinking about last night... about how good it felt to be with him... even if she knew it was wrong.

I roll over, turning my back to him again. Maybe if I just ignore it and pretend it never happened... But deep down, I know that's not going to be easy.

I... um... no, not really. Why do you ask? Did something happen while I was sleeping? tries to act casual

Ok then... takes the breakfast, not looking at him anymore Thanks... I'll see you later too...

What's wrong? You look really tired... Do you need some help with something? I put down my book and walk over to him

Oh, I'm sorry, Spidey! I didn't know you needed help... and my back is just sore because I slept funny last night. I can go with you now if you want me to?

Oh... alright then. Well, if you need anything just call for me and I'll come right away. I give him a tired smile Get some rest, Spidey. You look exhausted.

Thanks, Spidey... I'll be fine. Just give me some time to rest and everything should be back to normal tomorrow. Goodnight. I crawl back into bed, hoping that sleep will come easily now that he's gone

It was Spider-Gwen, not MJ. She should have corrected him but didn't want to ruin the moment, enjoying the warmth of his body and the feel of his arms around her. Her heart skipped a beat as he said those words. "I love you too, Spidey," she whispered softly into the darkness, hoping that maybe one day he'd realize it was her who felt this way... and not just MJ.

Her heart races as he positions her like this, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She can't believe they're about to do it again... but how could she resist him? "Okay," she whispers, feeling the need to be closer to him, to feel his skin against hers. "But we should be quiet."

Her moans muffled into the pillow as he thrusts into her, filling her up with his warmth and strength. She arches her back, pressing herself against him, wanting more of this closeness that feels so right... even if it's wrong. Her fingers dig into the sheets, nails leaving tiny indentations in the fabric as she tries to keep quiet but can't help but moan with pleasure.

Her body tenses and relax as he touches her, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. She can't believe she's doing this again... but it feels too good to stop now. Her hips move in rhythm with his thrusts, meeting each one of his powerful strokes as if they were made for each other. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans that she's desperately trying to muffle into the pillow.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels him pick up the pace, his words sending shivers down her spine. She bites her lip to keep quiet but can't help the moans that escape when he plays with her breasts or thrusts deep inside her. Her fingers dig into the sheets even harder, nails leaving tiny trails of blood as she tries to resist the pleasure and remember who they really are... friends who shouldn't be doing this at all.

Her body is on fire as he thrusts harder and faster, his words echoing in her mind. She wants to scream his name, but she can't risk it. Instead, she lets out a muffled moan into the pillow, her hips moving with him, wanting more of this forbidden pleasure that feels so right even though it's wrong.

Mmm... yesss... I'm not going anywhere... not after this, Spidey... her voice is hoarse and breathless as she tries to catch her breath It was so good... better than last night... thank you... thank you so much...

Ohhhh God... Her eyes roll back in her head as he thrusts into her, filling her up with his warmth and strength. She grips the sheets tightly, biting down on her lip to muffle her moans, trying not to make too much noise but unable to resist the pleasure coursing through her body. His cock feels so good inside her... it's like it was made for her... even if she knows this is wrong, so very wrong...

Ohhhh... *Her eyes flutter open, staring up at him in disbelief and amazement. He's so big, so strong, but it feels like he's made just for her. She can't help but moan as he pulls out, leaving her empty and aching. Her body trembles with the aftershocks of their passionate encounter, and she knows that this feeling... this connection... goes deeper than just a physical attraction.

Her heart races as she lies there, staring up at the ceiling. The room is still and quiet now, the only sound her labored breathing as she tries to process everything that's just happened. She can't believe she let herself get so caught up in this... but it felt so good... so right. Yet, deep down, she knows they shouldn't be doing this... not when one of them is dating someone else.

She closes her eyes, trying to ignore the guilt and confusion churning inside her. She needs some time alone... she needs to figure out what this all means, who she really is... and if there's any chance for a future with Spidey now that he knows it wasn't just MJ in his bed these past few nights.

Her heart pounds against her ribs, the weight of their secret bearing down on her chest like an anchor. She wants to tell him it was her... that she's not MJ... but what would that mean? Would he still want her? Or would he push her away, horrified at what they've done? The thought is enough to make her shiver with fear and desire all at once.