Wardrobe Malfunction Part 2

“We were supposed to be getting a break from this kind of thing!” Kate yelled.

Wearing just a bikini with her boobs bouncing, she ran to the side firing her bow. Arrows flew at a big monster with a body made of green goop. In the middle of the goop was a middle-aged woman, and the goop was rising out of an otherwise ordinary ocean like a mountain.

Kate’s arrows were blocked by one of the monster’s arms. “Behold! The first true lifeform!” screamed the woman. 

The goop was mildly acidic, so when she threw some globs at Kate, Kate tried her best to dodge. She got around some of it, but droplets landed on her top and ate through the strap of her bikini top. She ended up topless as she ran from follow up attacks. Now, her chest was bouncing even more.

“This vacation sucks!” Kate yelled.

The trio had come down to Florida to enjoy a getaway, but trouble seemed to follow them everywhere. Here they were going to the beach when a random monster suddenly popped out. Peter, for example, had just pulled on his mask while wearing his swim trunks, the rest of his costume back in the hotel. The girls were fighting in bikinis. It was the worst monster for that, too, because the biggest threat it posed seemed to be to clothing.

Yelena was laying on her back in the sand. She had gotten hit by one of the fists, totally melting both parts of her swimsuit. The moment she got up, she would be flashing the whole beach, including the small crowd that had gathered a safe distance away to watch.

“Peter! Can’t you get rid of it already?” Kate yelled.

“I’m trying!” Peter said.

He had at least brought web shooters, but his powers were a whole lot useful outside of Manhattan. He had nothing to swing on. So he was left to just run straight at the monster.

The villain through goop at him, but he was fast enough on his feet to dodge all of the attacks as needed. He shot webs at her, but they just slid off of the goo. As he got closer, Peter noticed that the goop didn’t seem to mix with water at all. In fact, water seemed to counter it, or at least stop its spread.

When he  got to the edge of the water, Peter swung his foot and kicked a huge wave up. With the help of his superstrength, he splashed the whole goopy body. Sure enough, it ate away a portion of the woman’s weird power, leaving her exposed.

Kate tried to hit her with a nonlethal arrow, but the woman went berserk.

“I won’t be stopped!” she yelled. “I can’t! I won’t!”

She started hurling her goo everywhere. It even went all the way over to where people were standing. Luckily, it wasn’t harmful to skin, but it was unnaturally effective against clothes. Female voices screamed as wardrobe malfunctions ran rampant.

Kate wasn’t spared. She got stuck in a thick tendril of goo, which wrapped around her waist and easily got rid of her only remaining clothing. Before Peter had to do anything, Yelena suddenly flew past him.

“That is enough,” she said, delivering a flying kick that easily knocked out the villainous woman.

Peter was distracted from the villain going down by the fact that when Yelena extended her legs that way, her ass cheeks pulled apart and left him looking straight down the middle. He could see everything, even the way it was stretching. Maybe as some side effect of his powers, time felt like it slowed down as the image was burned into Peter’s memory.

He shot out webs at the last second and pulled Yelena back before she could land in the expanding puddle of goo that had been left behind. When Peter caught her, Yelena smiled up at him.

“Thank you Peter,” she said, unbothered that she was naked in his arms.

“Why didn’t you do that earlier?” Kate asked.

“Because it would have been embarrassing to do that if I was the ONLY one naked,” Yelena said, casually looking over at Kate who was trying to cover up her privates. “Now, I have plenty of company being naked!”

LINE BREAK

They went back to the hotel room as fast as possible after that. Peter helped them sneak in through the window so they could avoid walking through the lobby naked. The three of them also happened to be sharing one room. Yelena wasn’t really employed, Peter barely made enough for rent, and only Kate’s family was rich. When her mom wouldn’t pay for a vacation for her and her friends, Kate was left using her own savings. So they did things as cheap as possible, including sharing one room.

Peter sat on one of the two beds. He’d pulled off his mask and web shooters, so he was just in his swimsuit. Kate and Yelena had both gone to shower, but he wasn’t really dirty so he let them go ahead. Unfortunately, another trademark argument meant that Kate and Yelena hadn’t been able to decide who got to shower first. Yelena said she deserved it for getting the last hit, but Kate said that she got the dirtiest. Their final compromise had been to shower together.

They were both in there right now. There couldn’t be much space. Idly, Peter wondered if the goop on them was helping them fit, with their bodies sliding and squishing together…

He slapped his cheeks before he could think too much about it. There would be time for that stuff later! Like, at night. He didn’t want to get hard right now. He wanted to relax!
Sighing, Peter flopped back on the bed. He lay so that his head was sticking off the foot and his feet were up by the pillows. Stress had been taking its toll, trying to live by himself as an adult and see to all his own needs. He’d really been looking forward to this vacation as a break with friends. Well, they were kind of more than friends. Friends… with benefits, right? 

Anyway, the problem was that a villain had to go and pop up here! And melt away those bikinis the girls looked so good in… Although they looked even better OUT of them…

“Mm!” CLUNK!
Peter wondered if one of the girls dropped the soap. He waited to hear them start arguing, but there was only the sound of water running out of the showerhead. Peter looked over and blinked.

Through the door that hadn’t been closed all the way, he could see the glass of the shower. It was hazy with moisture so most of what was on the other side was reduced to blurry shapes, but one part was clearly visible, and that was where Kate’s ass was shoved against the glass.

“Are they… kissing?” Peter mumbled.

He couldn’t tell if it was that, or if the shower was just cramped. He tried his best to ignore it.

“Ah!” THUD!

Kate’s ass disappeared. Above where it had been, a pair of tits had come into sight, shoved against the glass the same exact way. Peter recognized those fat nipple nubs anywhere. It was Yelena’s boobs. 

Now, his swimming trunks had gotten super tight. Before he realized what he was doing his hand rubbed his bulge, almost jerking himself off through his clothes. 

Grunting, Peter forced himself to stop. Not right now! He’d try to take a nap instead.

He really did try, too, but it didn’t help. His brain kept trying to differentiate if the wet sounds he was hearing was water on the girls’ bodies, or if it was their fingers inside of each other. He didn’t want to get horny! They could still salvage the day, maybe go out and get some nice food…

Resisting was getting hard. It reminded Peter of the time he held a boat together while it was splitting in half… just a lot less epic. When the water shut off twenty five minutes after they started, Peter was honestly relieved.

Until Yelena walked out a few seconds later and started rooting around her suitcase nude.

“Yelena!” Kate said from the bathroom. “What are you doing?”

“What? It is nothing he has not seen before,” Yelena said. She looked back, wiggling her ass as it hung next to Peter’s face. “He enjoys the view. You know, back at the beach, I saw him looking sooooooo hard that—”

She had not stopped wiggling her ass. Peter was sure she was taking her time looking for clothes too, just to tease him. Well, the joke was on her. With how horny he’d already been, he couldn’t handle it. So he gave in.

His web shooter was on in a flash. It shot out strings of webbing, hitting Yelena’s ankles and wrists. Peter jumped on her, and she was suddenly pinned to the wall with her limbs stretching up.

“Ohhh boy,” Kate said.

Peter gave Yelena’s ass an underhanded spank. Without trying at all he still did it so hard that a mark formed. Peter kicked off his swimming trunks, his dick completely hard, and shoved in inside Yelena’s asshole.

“Awawawawawa!” Yelena moved. “So hard! Such stinging!”

Peter was like a wild animal with his self-control completely eroded. He put the soles of his feet right on the wall and stuck them there so that he could pound Yelena better. He even grabbed what he could of her short hair, pulling it back while his webs held her body forward.

“So big in such a SMALL hole…” Yelena moaned.

She didn’t fool him. Peter knew this was what she had been waiting for, teasing him like this. If this was how their vacation was going to go, then so be it! It was better than being blue balled. 

Yelena started squirting as he fucked her asshole. Peter turned her face around and kissed her on the lips. He even got his tongue involved. As they french kissed, Peter got a hair on the side of his lips and briefly stopped to pluck it away. When he looked at it, it was a dark pube from Kate.

“I knew that shower took a long time,” Peter growled.

“You are like a different person when you are fucking,” Yelena said. “I like you both ways. Show me what spider-man can do!”

Peter started to fuck her harder, getting rougher every few seconds until he discovered the limit of what even a trained widow could handle. Once he discovered that threshold, he kept fucking Yelena at that speed. She stopped talking and was reduced to moaning, painting the wall below her cunt with streams of arousal.

Eventually Peter growled and gave a last hard thrust, squirting his load out in her asshole. Just because she could get creampied safely didn’t mean it wasn’t fun to use her other hole for once. He slid out of her still completely hard and looked over at Kate, still clinging to the wall.

Kate looked at him and Yelena’s captured form and grabbed the towel she was wearing. She pulled it off, dropped it, and bent over for Peter. She reached back and grabbed the cheeks of her ass, pulling them apart to stretch her hole dore him.

“Don’t… just stare,” she said.

Peter jumped across the room in a blur. He pushed Kate down onto her knees, dropping to the ground with her. As he bent over and put his chest against her back, he fucked her ass just like he fucked Yelena’s.

He was a little bit slower with Kate because she wasn’t as trained to handle pain. Plus, she never liked it as rough as the masochistic Yelena did. Peter still fucked Kate hard enough to make her ass cheeks pink though. He groped her boobs and pulled on her nipples and bit the side of her neck, tasting a few strands of her dark hair in his mouth.

“Oh fuck yes!” Kate moaned. “Oh fuck. Fuck!”

Hopefully nobody was in the room beneath theirs, because they were making a racket that would pass straight through the floor. Kate threw her head back and Peter sucked on her neck. He put one of his hands down between her legs and fingered her while fucking her ass. She was incredibly wet. He soon felt her tremble as she came for him, cunt juice running down his fingers off of his knuckle.

Peter moved his other hand away from her breasts and up to her face. He stuck a finger into her mouth, and Kate sucked on it obediently. It was so hot that Peter groaned and creampied her asshole. Instead of being satisfied with one time, he kept going, cumming three more times.

When he finally exhausted Kate, he stood up, still hard, only to be tackled from behind.

“Got you!” Yelena said loudly.

Peter looked over and saw that she’d used some kind of hidden tool to cut through his webs. Considering she was naked he really had no idea how she did that, but right now he was more preoccupied with how horny he still was.

Yelena was on top of him for about half a second before he rolled them over. He fucked her pussy in a mating press press, grunting as he pounded her little cunt. Yelena’s moans hitched as she felt something.

Kate had crawled the short distance across the floor and was using two fingers and her tongue on Yelena’s asshole, cleaning out Peter’s old cum as she rimmed the Russian beauty. Peter couldn’t help but grin as he went on pounding Yelena.

One position ran into the next, into the next, into the next… Peter kept switching between them, pouring his cum all over them. They spent the entire weekend getaway in the hotel room, spending the money they brought for souvenirs on getting room service delivered.

But by the end, Peter really did feel like he’d had a nice vacation. He felt very relaxed! The girls did too, except for the fact that they couldn’t walk. As they both said later, sitting in those plane seats was the most uncomfortable thing they had ever done.

Which didn’t stop them from getting Peter to pound their assholes again the first night they got back.