Spider-Man of Earth 65

He slept.

Sorry, he tried to sleep.

Somehow, he could feel the real world despite his eyes being fully closed and his brain definitely in sleep mode. It was...strange. As though he had adapted to sleeping and the threats that could emerge from the weak state.

He didn't want it. He didn't like it.

Just because he didn't sleep when SHIELD was watching him didn't mean his powers had do all this. 

Felix slept in the backseat of the limo, a small screen embedded in the partition. The news anchor delivered headlines for today, reporting surfacing of keratin shells found scattered throughout Manhattan. 

Felix barely registered the words. Honestly, this was too weird. Sleeping and still seeing and hearing the world. Mentally, he was drained. He wanted to black out. At some point, he managed that. A silent, dreamy world.

He was glad Yuri drove without speaking too much. He really, really needed this. 

The anchor's voice suddenly rose up again. Fuck! Please stop!

"In other news, fallout from the Oscorp factory explosion continues to dominate headlines. Cleanup crews have finally cleared the wreckage, but questions remain about the cause of the incident. Oscorp officials remain tight-lipped and the NYPD has yet to release a statement…" 

But it didn't stop.

He opened his eyes. Screw this weird limbo dream world. He wanted to hit the sack in his room. He wanted real sleep and only his room could give that, it seemed. Soon, the limo came to a smooth stop outside his apartment building. Felix straightened up, glancing out the tinted window. The familiar sight of his building greeted him, but something—or rather someone—caught his eye. 

Hm.

"Yuri, you can go," Felix said. 

"Are you sure?"

"Pick me up tomorrow. I'll settle everything then."

"Understood."

See, standing near the entrance, leaning casually against a patrol car, was Officer Ben Grimm. 

'Well, that's unexpected,' Felix thought. Grimm was supposed to be leading the investigation into Bishop-Smythe murders, at least officially. But with SHIELD's involvement, Grimm had been reduced to a glorified errand boy. The fact that he was here, outside Felix's apartment, was... curious. 

Yuri opened the door for him, and Felix stepped out, his sharp eyes never leaving Grimm. The officer straightened as Felix approached, offering a polite nod. 

"Officer Grimm," Felix greeted. "This is a surprise." 

"Mr. Felix Faeth," Grimm replied. "I hope I'm not intruding, brother."

If Grimm was here, it likely meant he'd been ordered to investigate Felix's home. Perhaps it was Fury's way of covering all bases. But why would Grimm make himself known? Wasn't the whole point of such surveillance to be discreet? 

"Not at all," Felix said. "Though I have to admit, I wasn't expecting company." 

Grimm scratched the back of his neck, a sheepish smile crossing his face. "Yeah, about that… I was supposed to, uh, check out your place." 

Felix raised an eyebrow. "Check out my place? On whose orders?" 

"Fury's," Grimm admitted. "When you came in, he immediately wanted a search. He thought you were planning something and wanted me to keep an eye on things, you know, just in case. But…" He exhaled sharply, shaking his head. "I don't mind following orders, Mr. Faeth, but spying on someone? That's where I draw the line." 

Felix blinked, genuinely surprised by the officer's candor. He had expected subtlety, misdirection—anything but a straightforward confession. "So… you didn't?" 

"I didn't. The agents with me did." Grimm shrugged, his smile turning wry. 

"Won't you get in trouble for that?"

Officer Grimm laughed it off. "Doesn't matter. Figured I'd just come by, say hello, and let you know you're good. I heard the updates on the radio. Good work."

"Thank you, but it was Maria who did most of the heavy lifting." 

Grimm chuckled, pushing off the car and adjusting his uniform. "Don't be modest. You seem like a smart guy. I'm glad things worked out."

Felix nodded, his lips curving into a faint smile. "Thanks, officer. That means a lot." 

Grimm waved him off, already moving toward his patrol car. "Take care, Faeth. Stay out of trouble." 

Felix watched as Grimm climbed into his car and drove off, the sound of the engine fading into the night. 

Now, he was alone. He headed inside.

The spy was caught. The killer was caught. Only one remained: the employer. Cindy Moon.

Here, he was, standing alone and—

The ding of the elevator broke his reverie. He straightened instinctively, his muscles tense from the reflexes of someone always on edge. It was hard not to be, what with SHIELD. But when the doors slid open, what he saw made him forget the day's burdens entirely. 

Rio Morales stepped out of the elevator.

She was stunning, the soft glow of the elevator lights framing her like a painting brought to life. She wore a red silk nightgown, the fabric clinging to her in all the right places and a dark brown robe that hung open just enough to tease. The delicate strap of her gown had slipped down her shoulder, revealing smooth skin and a hint of collarbone that caught the light just so. 

Rio's warm smile met him. "Felix," she said, her voice a soothing balm against the turmoil in his mind. "You're back."

For some reason, he wasn't nervous. He was awake. Wide-awake. "You know how it is with work. What about you? What are you doing here so late?" 

Rio walked past him and flashed a key, her smile turning playful. "Just came down for the mail. Thought I'd beat the morning rush." So that was what she did. Slightly bent over, she retrieved her mail from the apartment mail box.

So he pressed the elevator button and waited for her to fetch the mail.

Coming back, she looked him up and down. "You look like you've been through it today." 

Felix exhaled, running a hand through his hair. The tiny strands of brown in the black suddenly seemed that much more obvious. "You have no idea." 

They shared a quiet moment as they went up the elevator and to their floor. They walked through the corridor till they reached their doors. Before Felix could fetch his key, Rio spoke up. 

"Well, since we're both here, why don't you come over? Miles is at a sleepover, so it's just me tonight. We could have a drink. Catch up." 

Felix hesitated for a moment, but as he looked at her, he felt something shift. He wasn't Spider-Man or the relentless seeker of vengeance in this moment. He was just Felix Faeth. And right now, Felix wanted to spend time with her. 

"Yeah," he said, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I'd like that." 

***

Rio's apartment was warm and inviting, the kind of space that felt lived-in and loved. Felix took a seat on the couch as Rio disappeared into the kitchen, returning moments later with a bottle of red wine and two glasses. She poured generously and handed him a glass, her fingers brushing his as she did. 

"To… surviving the day," she said with a grin, raising her glass. 

Felix clinked his glass against hers. "To surviving." 

They sipped their wine, the tension from earlier slowly melting away as they talked. 

"So," Rio began, setting her glass down on the coffee table, "what's got you so wound up tonight?" 

Felix leaned back, swirling the wine in his glass. "Work. It's been... intense." 

Rio tilted her head, watching him closely. "Intense how?" 

"Just a lot of things happening at once," Felix replied vaguely. He met her eyes, and for a moment, it felt like the weight on his chest eased. "You ever have one of those days where it feels like you're juggling ten things and none of them make sense?" 

Rio chuckled softly, the strap of her gown slipping further down her shoulder as she leaned forward. "Ha, parenthood in a nutshell." 

He laughed, a genuine sound that surprised even himself. "Fair point." 

Rio's smile softened, her gaze lingering on him. "You work so hard, Felix. I can see it in your face. But you've got to remember to take care of yourself too." 

Felix's lips curled. "Is that what this wine is for? Self-care?"

"Most weekend nights, yes."

"Ha. Try not to get addicted."

He did not like drinking whatsoever. But with Rio, it was different.

Rio laughed, her eyes sparkling as she took another sip. "Consider it my contribution to your well-being." 

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment. Felix found himself watching her more than he should have—the way her robe slipped further open as she moved, the curve of her smile, the way she seemed so effortlessly beautiful. 

"So," Rio said, breaking the silence, "any big plans for tomorrow? Or are you going on a date with that woman?"

"You mean my lawyer?"

"Ohh, so that's what it was about?"

"I recently…because of work, I can't get into it but I was assigned a lawyer," Felix explained quickly. "Sorry to make you worry and that I can't really tell you anything."

"Don't be. I get it." She sipped on her win. "First buying FEAST, working at Oscorp, and now a lawyer. You're really moving up in the world, huh? I remember when you first came here. You were so quiet."

Oh. Right. When he first moved here...

Haaah. He didn't want to think about it.

"I don't disagree. Stranger in a strange new place."

"Is it strange anymore?"

"No, not anymore."

Rio laughed again, her cheeks flushing slightly from the wine. Side by side, it was impossible not to notice. "Well, try not to forget me when you move from here."

"Move?"

"Oh, come on. All this lawyer stuff, you're buying a house, aren't you?"

Right. Huh. To Rio, to anybody else, he was a normal guy. Technically, she was correct too. He did have a new home; the Smythe mansion. That belonged to him.

…but did he want to go there?

"I'll still be around," he said quietly.

"Ah-hah! So it was a house! Honestly, in this economy, I thought it was impossible, haha!"

"Mm. Yeah." He gently swayed his glass. 

He hadn't completely decided if he would go there. However, after seeing what SHIELD did to his tiny apartment, moving to private property might be the way to go. Paying rent meant he didn't own the place. If he didn't own it, anyone could have the excuse to barge in by asking the owners.

Then again, living in an apartment gave him herd anonymity. Living in a mansion set up a target on his head. If there were spies, his movements could be more easily tracked.

Decisions, decisions…

"Oh, you haven't decided yet?" Rio inquired.

"Pretty much. I have the deal. I just need to give the money and sign off," Felix said. "The thing is…I really want to stay. I like Harlem."

"Homeless people and all?" she jokes.

"Homeless people are everywhere in New York." He laughed a bit. "Although I would like to change that."

"Careful, Felix. You might get used to me taking care of you." 

"Would that be such a bad thing?" he teased. Rio laughed.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, the air between them shifted. Rio's laughter faded, replaced by a quiet intensity that neither of them acknowledged aloud. 

"You're trouble, Felix," she said softly. She was probably referring to incidents with Maria and Jessica. 

Felix leaned slightly closer. He didn't know where this confidence was coming from. "I think you like a little trouble." 

Rio shook her head, laughing softly again. "I don't know what you're talking about." 

The strap of her nightgown slipped completely, baring more of her shoulder. She didn't move to fix it, and Felix's gaze lingered before he caught himself and quickly looked away. 

Rio noticed, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "See something you like?" 

Felix took another cool sip of wine to hide his expression. "I'm just trying to be a gentleman here, Rio." 

"Well," she said, leaning back against the couch with a knowing smile, "maybe tonight you don't have to be." 

They stared. They inched closer.

Wine glasses were set down and they kissed.

(**R18 Start**)

The kiss started soft, tentative, a slow exploration that quickly deepened. Felix felt her hands slide up his shoulders, her fingers threading into his hair as her lips moved against his with a fervor that made his heart race. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

Rio shifted, moving to straddle his lap without breaking the kiss. The motion was fluid, natural, and suddenly she was there, pressed against him, her legs bracketing his hips. Felix's hands found her waist, his grip firm as he held her steady. She tilted her head downward, deepening the kiss, and he responded with equal intensity.

Tongue started to be used. He loved it. She tasted like cinnamon and mango. She wasn't a spicy woman, she was softer.

The thin brown robe she wore slipped from her shoulders, pooling around her elbows before falling completely away. She was left in nothing but her red nightgown, the silk fabric clinging to her in a way that left little to the imagination. Felix's hands slid lower, finding the curve of her butt and gripping firmly. Rio let out a quiet gasp against his mouth, her fingers tightening in his hair in response.

"Felix," she murmured, breathy as she pulled back just enough to look at him. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from the kiss. 

His nuts coiled as he groped the best ass of his life.

He didn't reply, at least not with words. Instead, he leaned forward, capturing her lips again. The straps of her nightgown slid down her shoulders. Felix's hands moved upward, brushing against the soft skin of her back as his lips trailed away from hers, finding the line of her jaw and then the curve of her neck. Rio tilted her head back, giving him access, her fingers gripping his shoulders as a quiet moan escaped her lips.

"Felix," she said again, his name falling from her lips like a plea.

He paused, pulling back just enough to meet her gaze. Her eyes were dark with desire, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. For a moment, they just looked at each other. 

"Haah...I've wanted this," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "For a while now." 

Felix's lips quirked into a small smile, his hands still resting on her hips. "So have I."

She smiled, leaning in to kiss him again, her movements slow and deliberate, as if savoring every second. Felix let himself get lost in her, in the feel of her, in the moment that felt like it was just for them and no one else. 

Until he squeezed her ass. He gripped it, feeling it up, and then released it to give a mighty smack.

That ass jiggled and he loved it. An eye peeking down as he kissed and smacked dat ass for a second time. Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle. In slow motion, the big booty Latina's gifts couldn't have been better shown. It was like a slow-motion gif. A horny internet porn meme.

Fuuuck. His cock was stirring and already half hard. Rio broke kiss to look down. She smiled, met his gaze, and crawled off of him. His pants were nothing special but the way Rio looked at them certainly made it so. Smiling, borderline smirking, she asked, "Do you really want me to pull this down?"

A loud breath.

Rio took that as a yes and pulled down his pants. All that was left was his black boxers briefs. They were stretchy almost from trying to contain his fat cock. Rio smiled and he half-expected her to unleash it right then and there. She didn't. Rather, she came forward and started licking the clear outline through the boxers. Her tongue was wet and it danced around the outline of his cock. She was solely using her tongue, bringing some distance between her face and his thickening bulge. It was hot. The saliva unravelling in her mouth, exposed and purposely pointed up for him to see. The way her lips went and followed the shape of his cock.

"F-fuck...!"

"Mm..." Her lips pressed firmly against the boxers as she licked and sucked at the spot where his erection strained most against the material. Thick amounts of pre-cum leaked and Rio enjoyed tasting it through it.

"Jesus, Rio," Felix murmured.

Rio smiled, her eyes meeting his as she continued her teasing ministrations. She liked hearing him praise her, knowing that she was pushing his buttons. Before, they had been so...innocent. So neighborly that a spicy, erotic act really turned her on. Her hand slid up and down his length, fingers curling around the fabric, squeezing rhythmically as she licked and kissed the tip of his cock.

So much cock was there for her to play with. To worship.

She could feel his cock pulsing beneath the boxers, could sense the tension building in him. She wanted to make him cum, wanted to hear him groan her name as he spilled himself into her waiting mouth. Her hand moved faster, her fingers now gripping the base of his cock, her tongue continuing to tease the head. She could feel the fabric slipping lower, stretching from the obscene size. She truly wondered just how big and hung he was. She had seen snippets. She saw the condoms. But this...

"Oh~!"

His cockhead popped out from the top of the waistband. Licking her lips, stroking his shaft, her tongue darted out and licked at the exposed tip. Her lips then pressed kisses along the ridge.

"Rio...!"

The groan of her name finally happened.

Smirking, her eyes locked onto his. She could see the desperation in his gaze, the intensity of his desire. It thrilled her to know that she had this power over him, that she could make him lose control simply by touching him. Out of a growing confidence, pulled his boxers down, freeing his cock from its confines.

She had never been so shocked. What dwarfed her head was a cock like no other. Its colour was different than her ex-husband's but that wasn't all. It was much, much bigger. It couldn't be compared. Beside this cock, all she could think of was Felix and this big, majestic cock.

It blocked her view.

It cast a shadow.

She was looking up as though she was in a porno. She wasn't. This was reality.

"W-wow..."

His cock had sprung up, standing tall and proud, the head glistening with pre-cum. Rio's breath caught in her throat as she gazed at it. It was even bigger than she expected, thicker and longer, a true masterpiece of male virility. She saw the XXXL condom. She saw the flaccid member hanging in the shower. She saw the bulge.

Rio Morales witnessed so many signs yet actually seeing it at full mast shocked her. How was that possible? Simply put, he was just bigger and better. That was all. From Rio's perspective, she could hardly believe that this magnificent cock belonged to her, that she had the privilege of riding it, tasting it, making it hers.

Rio used to think big dicks were all talk. Men bragging about how big, meaty, and curvy their dicks were. Blah, blah, blah, the usual drill about how good he could "drop dick". Rio was no slut. She was a classic girl that had married her high school sweetheart, Jefferson Davis. She didn't much of big dick claims.

Until now.

Until tonight.

Suddenly, everything that sounded exaggerated wasn't. Her hands came together to wrap around this glorious cock. The change in skin tone did not go unnoticed. It made it better. It made her wetter. Rio exhaled and started stroking.

"I-it's so much bigger than Jefferson's..."

His cock lurched upward. Fuck, fuck, he knew it was immature but the male ego couldn't be stopped. It was stupid. It really was. But he was glad he was significantly bigger than her ex-husband. He just was.

"So much thicker..." Lurch! Fuck, it was like she was purposely teasing him. She wasn't, these were simply objective observations. He knew she was innocent about it all because of the wonder in her eyes. "Much longer too."

Fuuuuck! She was killing him here! He knew he shouldn't. He really shouldn't. But fuck, it was impossible not to. Impossible. He tried calming himself down. He tried matching Rio's thoughts on it.

Felix was bigger. That was it. That was the fact here. Move on.

Rio suddenly smiled widely. He was a bit surprised. She thought she would be a bit more intimidated.

"Try not to cum too fast. A Latina sloppy toppy is an art."

Huh? What?

When his cock pointed out and her lips parted, he was not sure what to expect. What he got was an experience like no other. Alongside the warm suction of her mouth, Rio's tongue swirled around the head. She went down, down, down, her throat muscles working in unison to swallow him whole, then back up.

She sucked him off, saliva leaking and trickling down his cock. Felix was Spider-Man. He fucked quite a few women. However, nothing came close to this.

This was called "giving head".

"W-wait...!" Felix's hips bucked involuntarily, his cock twitching as he fought to maintain control.

"Mmmpph~!"

She went alll the way down to base. It wasn't fast, it wasn't slow, it just was. This was talent, pure and simple. Rio possessed the penchant to be a god-tier dicksucker and had wasted half her life never using it. She hadn't touched another man since her husband's disappearance.

Again, she was no whore. But based on dick sucking alone...

"F-fuck! R-Rio, how are you...!?"

A loud sluuurp echoed as her lips left his cock. She kissed it, pointing it toward her, smiling. "Mm, is it too much, honey?"

"N-no, it's..."

"Perfect?" Mwah. A kiss to the cock again. "I'm glad you're enjoying it. Just sit back and relax. Don't tense up. If you cum, then you cum. I'll swallow."

Eh? What? He couldn't do or say anything except nod. This Latina MILF was taking serious control. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching hers. Then, with a sudden burst of courage, he relaxed, allowing his body to surrender. His cock was rockhard and big and being kissed by a hot lady like her yet he managed to relax. Rio wasted no time, lowering her head again and taking him deep into her throat. The halfway mark was perfect for her. She didn't have to try too hard and she could slip back to the tip with ease.

Because that was where the best pleasure was, the cockhead. The tip. The glossy knob responsible for letting out the seed. She bobbed her head up and down, her tongue laving his shaft as she sucked him with all the skill and fervor she possessed. His balls pulsed. The shockwaves snapped from his crotch to his brain.

She pulled back, her lips leaving his cock with a wet pop. "Are you going to cum for me, baby?"

He flushed. It was a bit too fast, wasn't it?

"Then do it. I told you, don't hold back." A tender long lick from one side of the crown to the other. She was truly worshipping his cock in ways it never had. There was love. There was a sense of romanticism. Submissiveness from both her and him.

Like a cute squirrel, she latched onto his cock. So soft, so cute, and so very patient with him. Felix let out a ragged breath.

Everything his balls had been saving up for the past two weeks whipped out. He seriously hated admitting it but he shot the whole club up. He came fast and hard, baby batter leaking from the corner of her lips. She swallowed as she said she would.

Except Felix leaned back and just relaxed. Eyes closed, nutting as though it would wipe away all his problems. Somehow, it did. Jacking off and cumming was a dull, lonely affair but cumming and getting sucked off was a miracle. When he was done, when his white world faded, he opened his eyes to see Rio's lips dripping in his white seed.

She opened her mouth to show him what he had done. She closed it and smiled.

Rio Morales wasn't a master of dicksucking. No, the simple reality was that she enjoyed it. A hard worker could not never match up to passion. Rio was dripping wet from the mere act of giving head.

Her red nightgown didn't have any panties underneath. When Rio pulled herself up, hands on his thighs, and turned, she made that abundantly clear. Her caramel ass cheeks were there for him to see and sway. She took three steps before stopping to look over.

"So? Aren't you coming with me?" She licked her lips as she looked over his cock. "Your balls are still full."

Yes. Yes, they were. Her ass was a masterpiece, round and toned, each cheek perfectly sculpted, firm yet soft enough to sink his hands into. The sight of it made his mouth dry, his cock twitching in response. He got up slowly and she reached back without looking, her hand wrapping around his shaft, guiding him as if he were a lost puppy. And like a puppy, he followed her to the master bedroom.

Rio did not look back. She looked ahead and kept smiling. She only giggled when it was time to let go.

Rio crawled onto the bed, her nightgown riding up her thighs as she positioned herself on all fours. Her ass and cunt was on full display now. The fabric of her nightgown clung to her curves and did little to hide the perfect globes beneath. She looked over her shoulder at him, her dark eyes smoldering with desire.

"C'mon, Felix," she purred. "You've been teasing me all night. I want to feel you deep inside me. Show me what that big cock can do, big boy~!"

Felix didn't need to be told twice. He knelt behind her, his hands immediately reaching out to grip her hips. His cock throbbed painfully against his stomach, eager to be inside her. He lined himself up, his tip brushing against her entrance, feeling the dripping juices radiating from her core. Rio gasped, her breath catching in her throat as she felt him press against her.

"Mmm, I can feel you."

Half a year had passed since he saw that ass at the doorway. Right before he joined Oscorp, he saw this ass first, locked behind jeans and a personality that he thought was overbearing. She was older than him.

She was amazing.

"I know."

No more words. He plunged inside her, burying himself to the hilt in a single, powerful thrust.

"Feliiiiiix~! Ngghhhh~!"

Finally. Finally. He was finally inside his sexy MILF Latina neighbour. And he had to say....

'T-tight!'

No doubt, she had the tightest pussy out of every woman he had encountered. So much tighter that Felix actually had to gasp along with Rio. 

Rio herself had a stronger reaction, throwing her head because fucking hell she was tight and he was big! Felix heaved for a moment, savoring the sensation of being enveloped by her tight pussy. Her walls gripped him like a vice, milking him with every beat of his heart.

"Dios mío," Rio whispered. "Gosh~! You feel so good! So bigggg~! Ngghhhh~!" She was making that classic orgasmic expression. She was nearing her first orgasm and all he did was go inside her. "I've never… never felt anything like this....hnnnghhh~!"

Incomparable. Inconceivable. That was what Felix's cock was. He stretched her pussylips out. He bottomed out at her womb. He did everything a woman wished her lover's cock would do.

Touch everything. Feel everything. Fill her hole up.

"Me too...!"

Felix wanted to stay for a second. He was super sensitive following his previous orgasm. However, he willed himself to move, his hips snapping forward with a rhythm that matched the pounding of his heart.

"Oh~! Oh~! Nghhhh~! F-Felix~! Feliiiix~!" Four thrusts, five thrusts, six thrusts. Rio gasped. Rio whimpered. On all fours, she was losing control. "Oh godddd~!"

"Is it good?" he asked, biting his bottom lip.

"Sooo goood~! S-so much deeeper~! So much deeeeeper~! Nghhhh~! I-I can't~! I cannnnn't~! Feliiiix~!"

The first orgasm in years. The first orgasm after so many years of fidelity, of loyalty. Perhaps if he was dead, she would have felt guilt. But learning that he had been a criminal that left her...

"I'm cummiiiiiiing~!"

Rio's climax was free and liberating. It was more than pleasure, it was a key to herself that she never knew was there. Felix fucked deeper and better and it hadn't even been a minute. Yes, without question, she could say this was the best sex of her life.

"Cumming agaiiiin~!"

When Felix fucked a woman, they always succumbed. They always came again and again. They always felt that primal part of themselves that they never thought could be there. With Jefferson, Rio felt ordinary sex. With Felix, it was as though mating with a soul mate. As though her womb belonged to him.

"Gah~! Nghhhh~! G-gosh~! I-I cannnn't~!"

 "Say it louder! Swear!" CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! His cock was pistoning in and out, in and out, and then stopped. She gasped several times in that single beat. "Rio, you told me to relax! You should do the same~!"

"Nghhhh~! O-okay~! OKAAAY~! OKAAAAAY~! I'M CUMMIIING AGAIIIN~!" Rio Morales' smiling expression couldn't have been any more different. This was not soft. This was not meek. This was full and utterly submissive. "I'VE NEVER CUM THIS MUUUUCH~! NEVEEEER~!"

"Never!?"

"NEVERRR~! YOUR DICK IS SHOOO GOOOOD~! FELIX! FELIX! FELIIIIIX~!"

Doggy style sex that grew more and more primal. Sex that touched a part of her that had never been touched. She was gushing wet from the orgasms and, most of all, she could handle. How many years? How many years had it been since she did anything sexual?

"So long~! It's so been so long since I got dicked down~! Feliiiiix~! Thank you! Thank youuuu~!" She whimpered and her head pointed down at the mattress. The smile was still there, except there was shame. She didn't want to be so utterly horny and devoted to dick but...

"I LOVE THIS COCK SOOO MUUUCH~! I LOVE IT~! LOVE ITTT~!"

She was loud and happy and free now. Brown ass cheeks jiggling from each thrust, his cock sliding in and out of her warmth with an ease that spoke to how perfectly they fit together. Rio moaned loudly, her nails digging into the sheets. She gasped, she whimpered, but she did not give back.

Slam! Slam! Slam!

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

The Latino MILF pushed back against him, matching his pace. The brown ass did not wish to wield to his white cock just yet. She tightened. Felix exhaled, almost laughing. Sweat was pouring down his temple.

"Rio, you're fucking amazing!" Casually, they were fucking. Felix's hips snapped back and forth, back and forth, his big white cock pounding into her MILF pussy. Rapid thrusts that earned orgasm after orgasm. And yet...

'R-Rio! Jesus, you must have been pent up!'

This slutty woman did not lose pace. It was like she was blessed with spider-powers herself. She was fucking him back. She was keeping pace with him. Him! Felix Faeth! Some random hot Latina mommy was managing to equalize with him!

"Sí, sí, just like that," she gasped, her words tumbling out in a rush. "You're so good at this, Felix! Nghhh, your cock… it's perfect! I love how it feels inside me~! I love ittttt~!"

Felix's grip tightened on her hips as he increased the intensity of his thrusts. 'Come on, come on!'  

Make her cum! Make her cum!

"CUMMMING~! Ngghhhh, I-I'm CUMMMING~!"

Her ass cheeks jiggled. Her pussy dripped and tightened graciously. Felix was giving it everything he had. He...

He was having fun!

He was loving this! 

So was she! She was throwing her pussy back on his long superhuman dick as if hoping he would nut inside her so she could be a superhero's wife.

"Fuuuuuckk!"

"FELIX~! FELIIIX~! I LOVE YOUR BIG, FAT COOOCKK~! I LOVE ITTT~!"

Rio was all smiles, all happy and eager to get fucked. It was so much different than the other chicks he fucked. They broke apart when he made them orgasm. Rio did not. She smiled. She threw her ass back. She made everything hot and sexy and romantic too.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"Unh~! Ngghhh~! Yes~! Yes, yes, yessss~!"

Quite literally, she couldn't live without getting some of her neighbour's big dick while deep down still caring about him in a way that went beyond sex. The pace, the way his huge cock schliiicked up and down her pussy....

"Rio! Rio! Ngghhh!" He groped her ass because at this point there was nothing else to do. Spank it! Slap it! Watch the jiggles in between!

It was like she had to get dicked down; to get long stroked by him in the master bedroom on a blow up mattress.

Unless...

"Thank youuu~! Thank you for thiiis~! Haahhh~! Ngghhh~! You're just perfect for me! You're stretching me out like no other cock has and it's perfect!"

No. Fucking. Way.

"So biiiig~! I loove it~! I love big cocks! I LOVE BIG COOCKS~!"

Tight, tight, tight! So damn tight that he couldn't actually pull out! That Rio actually had to slam her ass to his pelvis!

"Ngghhhh!"

'R-Rio, you...! You're...!'

This MILF....no way! But it had to be! Rio Morales...she was a hypomania size queen. She must have kept this tight from her husband or maybe she didn't know it herself up until this moment! Seeing the way she was bouncing on his long girthy dick, her tight grip and precise motion was enough to get him to bust. 

Plus, the tip to base movement...

Lord. It was only the will of god that Felix lasted as long as he did. Any other man would have nutted a long time ago.

A fact that some spies were intimately discussing.

***

SHIELD were no amateurs. When it came to spying on people, they did their research. They were aware that Felix Faeth was close to Rio Morales. They suspected a romantic relationship too. However, since everybody was busying gathering evidence against the Chameleon, only a select few agents were watching him. Two, to be exact. One who was the ordinary agent in charging of observing Felix Faeth, a young black male named Marcus Johnson.

The other agent being Captain America.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

If the audio didn't make it obvious enough, the camera view did.

She was watching Felix Faeth blow his neighbour's back out. His neighbour, a hot caramel Latina mommy. No exaggeration either, she was a woman with a son and a hot bod. Her tits weren't ridiculously massive, probably C-cups underneath her nightgown, but with an ass that any woman would be jealous of.

Samantha Wilson was here just to pick something up. Data from the cameras so that they could establish an alibi for Felix Faeth and point stronger evidence to the Chameleon.

Except when the lone spy handed the data over, something happened. Felix and Rio kissed. For the sake of...justice, she lingered.

Now, she was here. The slender, hot Latina getting dicked down by this handsome white man. Several inches of his schlong driving in and out of the juicy cunt.

Samantha stood there, arms crossed and eyes wide.

"H-he, uh..." Samantha stumbled with her words. "He sure does work...fast."

The agent was a Marcus Johnson, a young black man of impressive height. Somehow, he was stoic. He was more professional than Captain America was and realizing that, Samantha didn't know what to think. Should she be watching? Should she not? Was it weird to make a big deal of it?

Fuck. Her pussy said one thing and her brain said another. 

'A-am I just...dirty-minded?'

No. No, it couldn't be—

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"Cummiiiing~! I'm cumming, Felix~! Your BIG COCK is making me cuuummm~!"

Captain America winced. Those noises were un-fucking-believable. She had never known woman made those kinds of sounds during sex. She, well...she certainly didn't, although that might be because she was a virgin.

She flushed. Fuck, was that why she couldn't stop feeling heated. She felt something stir in her core, something that had sprouted during the last time she saw him. The white scientist was fucking slinging! He had a big dick that was the stuff of dreams! And Rio here, she...

"LOVE BIG COOCK~!" 

Slender women be having endless pussy to take every inch Felix fucking Faeth had; to be taking him from tip to base.

'Tip to base is craaaazyyyy!'

That was an impulsive thought. The type that came and went or was suppressed for the sake of wanting to be normal. For people with lusty thought, it often creeped up. For Samantha, it was something to be ashamed of.

At the end of the day, she was still spying on him. She was breaking boundaries.

...but fuck, it was hard to look away from such delicious sex. 

"Jesus." At last, her fellow agent spoke up. He had been watching but not commentating. He simply observed as though Rio's ass getting clapped was TV. He switched the camera to the one on the side table. Suddenly, he could see just how much dick Felix was shoving into the woman's cunt.

He didn't stay long on it. Probably because of how vast the difference between him and Felix was. Probably anyway. Samantha couldn't say for sure but she doubted most men had a dick like Felix's. Like woman when it came to boobs, men were the same with dick size. When the angle changed, it was almost as though they were looking from Felix's POV.

A huge, white porn cock pounding into a brown ass. Fast, rapid thrusts that a normal man could never imitate. It was trained. It was athletic. The pussy was so wet that the shaft was glossy from it.

After last time, Samantha had journeyed to the internet to find out what porn was. And now that she knew, well...

If this ever came out as a video, it would probably be topping the charts.

"He, uh, has a future in porn," Samantha remarked. She had to say something, although...saying that out loud caused her to flush.

Marcus Johnson drew in a breath. It was then that Samantha smelled something. The young man...was getting hot and bothered. Fuck, honestly, so was she. Those ass cheeks were quite mesmerizing.

"I'm lasting 30 seconds in this situation. Max. Throwing it like that with the moans. I'm done. Pick a baby name."

Samantha side-eyed him. "What?"

Marcus Johnson shrugged. "I'm being real here. Ask any other agent, they'd agree."

'A-are modern people really this open about sex? Wow....'

She didn't hate it exactly. Honestly...it was kinda hot. Two agents, a man and a woman, both black, arms crossed to watch this white boy destroy this Latina chick. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"Definitely the trap clap right there. Don't go into the light, Felix."

***

Imagine all the happy clapping going on.

Imagine the soul snatching.

Rio Morales and her brown booty versus Felix Faeth and his big white cock.

The best sex of his life. Easily. No ifs or buts. Rio was just that good. When his balls tightened and his cock throbbed, all he could think was cumming. The usual thoughts of, "Hey, maybe it's too early" or "I should make her cum more" were not there. Not at all.

In the moment that his cock reached its peak, balls thrumming, he was in between not giving a fuck and thinking about the consequences. He had an orgasm and post nut clarity all at the same time.

As for Rio, her eyes fluttered closed and her head fell back. Panting, gasping, and loving the dick. Her hips rocked fast and quick, her thighs tensing as she struggled to hold onto control. But it was too much—his cock, his touch, the way he looked at her with such raw admiration. It all combined into an explosion of pleasure that left her gasping for breath.

"Felix!" Rio Morales convulsed as she climaxed. Her walls clenched around his shaft, milking him for every ounce of sensation. "Oh God, Felix! Yes! Yes!"

He felt her orgasm ripple through her, and it was all it took to send him over the edge. His hips snapped upward, driving deep into her as his release surged through him. His sack tightened, pulsing with waves of intense pleasure as his cock throbbed inside her. Cum spilled from him, hot and thick, filling her up completely.

He held her by the front of her neck. To those watched, it was almost as if he was choking her. He wasn't. He wanted to see the look in her eye as he came inside. He gave more than Jefferson ever did. Ten times more and he wanted to do so while looking her right in the eye. Holding her by the neck, keeping her pressed toward him in all the best ways.

Cumshot after cumshot after cumshots painted her womb white.

At the end of it, the only thing they could think of was each other.

"Hnnnghhh....ngghhh...hahhhh....l-love you, Felix...."