Going to the Presses

Using Protection

As she brought her pen down onto the notepad, Norah's fingers shivered enough for her to leave a mess of lines against the paper, causing her to pull her hand back a little bit, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath as she thought about how to get through this. The longer Felicia spoke about what she had done, the more that Norah burned with the growing sense that she was in wildly over her head. The drool dripping down her chin left a damp spot on her shirt, and the way that our head buzzed refuse to go away. But still, she was determined to see this through and to get her story. "Okay," she said shakily, struggling not to meet the gaze of the woman she was interviewing, of the woman who had just facefucked her with a dildo. "Continue the story now, please." 

Felicia could not have been happier about how in control she was of the situation, brimming with a newfound sort of delight. Everything was working in her favour, the reporter deeper into her own bubbling ,frustrating lusts thanks to her wicked plan. "I would love to," she purred, living up to her animal imagery as she curled up in the couch opposite Norah. "But first, I need to tell you one last part of the story." She had her right where she wanted her and she wasn't going to let her go, toying with her food before she went in for the killing blow. Before her ignore it wasn't so much suspense that she almost felt like it was wrong to be playing her like this. But she had her plans for the night and she was going to see them through, suspecting that Norah would not complain very much by the time this was all over.

The fun thing about being hunted by Spider-Man was that he has a presence to him. Even his gaze is a tangible thing when his eyes are on me. Something just let me know with a crawling certainty whenever he was looking at me, and how could I deny a man like that a good show? That night, I was staring down the skylight of the Guggenheim, looking around for reference and figuring out how I was going to slip in and get back out, when I felt him watching. Almost instinctively, I pushed my hips out, bent forward as I stared down, and I knew exactly where his attention fell. My ass in leather is a sight men weep over, and I couldn't help but bait him over to it.

I'm sure he was getting harder as he walked over to me. I could hear his footsteps as he approached, moving quicker and less patiently. I still don't know why he didn't run right for me, but I took advantage of his patience. How could I not? Cats aren't used to being the prey, and I can't help myself if I want to tease someone a little bit more. So I waited until he was only feet away from me before I asked him in the clearest words possible, "How badly do you want to fuck me?"

"Feel for yourself," he said, and pressed the bulge of his massive cock strained against his tight right up to my ass.

"I still don't know how he fits that thing in skintight clothes. Even flaccid it's a monster, and I figured by now there'd be some photographic evidence that Spider-Man has a massive dick. But, keeping it as my own special secret is much nicer, although now I guess it's yours too, since you've seen the pictures." Felicia smirked as she looked at Norah, certain that the blonde's mind flashed with images of those pictures again. The pictures stolen right out of her phone. "And here I am, basically asking you to tell the world about it. So I guess it's not my secret anymore. But it's still all mine, and I suppose that's good enough."

Norah did indeed remember the pictures well. In fact, she had to drop the phone to keep from pulling it back up as she looked nervously off to the side. "I can leave those details out," she said. "I'm not looking for an expose on his penis, I'm looking for your story and how you two came to fall in love."

"And his monster of a cock is a large part of why I did," Felicia shot back, smirking as she leaned forward a little bit. "And it's only fair everyone knows that the Black Cat is a size queen who's landed herself the hottest, fattest, hardest throbbing cock in New York City." She played her words perfectly, making sure her voice was hot and breathy as each little descriptor was like a shot to the chest for the reporter. "So please, tell everyone. Tell everyone about how I can deepthroat that huge dick with ease. I think any woman would be jealous to find that out."