The Blue Spider and the Red Amazon

Chapter 4.5 (+18)

Warning: This chapter is only recomended for readers that are over 18 years of age.

Disclaimer: I never wrote a lemon scene before so don't expect a masterpiece. Also, this is pure filler (despite being canon), it takes place right after chapter 4. Tell me if you want more lemons in this story

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The door of Peter's room isn't opened, it's slammed, Peter and Betty are too entangled with their kiss and tongues wrapping around each other like snakes that the couple doesn't have time to deal with bothersome things like opening doors carefully.

Peter wanted to carry Betty in bribe style, but the woman didn't let him with her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. Normally it would take effort and balance to not fall on the floor but thanks to his spider strength Peter only needed to worry about returning Betty's kisses as their mouths were getting wetter and fuller, barely living room for any of them to breathe, yet they refused to stop.

They both let moans and groans of pleasure leave their lips as Peter reaches his bed, but don't let their lips and tongues depart, Peter falls on his back at the top of his bed with Betty on top of him, her arms finally let go of him letting her partner hands be free to take off his pants while Betty helps him take off his shirt by unbuttoning it. Peter, now only in his black boxers helps Betty takes off her bottom clothes and panties, Peter steals a glance at Betty's underclothes and sees her panties are black see-through lingerie, the daring choice of wardrobe Betty made makes the blood run faster through Peter's head and in an instinct act he grabs Betty's butt cheeks and squeezes them feeling the soft and smooth skin she has, caressing her with his hands with a soft touch all over them butt cheeks and for last giving a hard slap on the left cheek.

"Ah". Betty moans in pleasure.

*SLAP*

"~Aaaaaaaaah~". Another moan, this one longer and softer. "Do you like my ass Pete? ~mmmmmmh". Another slap interrupts Betty who bites her lips in response and shakes her hips over Peter's waist right over his crotch.

"It's a gift from God". Peter says while taking off Betty's shirt leaving her only on her bra.

Big was an insult, Betty's cleavage was by far the hugest pair out of all the women he had dated, perfectly round with no sag in them despite their size while still maintaining a perky appearance, Betty could see it in her lover's eyes and smiled triumphantly.

"They are my pride and joy". Betty says with a smooth tone while shaking her breasts with her hands under them.

Her hands slowly go to the lock in her bra, Betty wanted to torment Peter a little, but it was harder than she expected, pun intended as she felt him twitch inside his boxers, Betty didn't give him any window though she slowly grabbed the back of her bra and pulls it a little, making her breasts squeeze inside it.

"Do you like them, Peter?" Betty asks, cockiness dripping in every word.

Peter's response is to give Betty another French kiss, her naked crotch rubbing against his underwear didn't help, making Betty let out a lewd moan and almost lose balance, Peter, seeing this, moves his hips back and forward slightly at a slow pace. The pleasure was killing Betty making her stop lazing around and quickly take her bra off before Peter makes her cum.

She failed, the moment Betty was in her birth suit Peter let go of her lips and went right into her breasts, pitching one of those pink and soft nipples with his fingers and biting the other with his teeth, tasting how sweet they were and how pleasurable it was to feel them, all while speeding the movement on his hips, completely lost in the sensation of Betty's smooth nipples and heavenly smell.