Tess Black update

Loki appeared on Earth with a slight annoyance for the affront of Spider-Man summoning her—as the body Loki resided in now was. True, she had given the rune to him for just that use, but she was still a bit surprised at the audacity of it all. She would give him the help he’d requested, but chiefly in her own interests. Where there was chaos enough to call upon Loki, there was opportunity for her to advance herself.

As it would turn out, Loki was deeply mistaken.

Arriving at the sight of the call, she saw Spider-Man on his back, naked, with Morwen atop him, riding his cock in a slow, subtle dance that sent jagged pleasure through both of them.

“This is beautiful, my spider,” Morwen mewled down to him, her hips swaying spikily. She had a goblet of wine in her hand and as Peter thrust up into her, she drank from it. “Does it feel good to you, Peter? Does my womanhood feel nice around your prick? Can you feel how hot and wet I am on your lovely cock?”

Peter grunted a reply, straining too hard to speak, and Morwen laughed as she poured her wine down onto his gasping mouth. Then she noticed Loki.

“Hello, Father. Or is that Mother?” She came up off Peter, dropping the goblet onto him. “Get us some more wine. As for you, why don’t you get undressed?”

“I’m not here for pleasantries,” Loki replied, in high spirits despite her sneering. Morwen was back in Tess Black. Her ‘favor’ to Spider-Man would really be in her own self-interest. This was turning out nicely already. “Leave my daughter’s body now.”

“But I like it,” Morwen pouted. “Don’t you like it?”

The last time Loki had looked at her, it had been through the eyes of her previous, male body. Through Sif’s virgin eyes, Morwen came as a shock. There was a disconnect there, and it only grew as Loki felt her pussy… differ. The lips became pink, swollen, and Loki felt the pressure of her silk undergarments on it. She soon imagined it was Morwen’s touch, going up and down, up and down—Loki had a good imagination—she grinned as her nipples grew stiff. But she didn’t need to touch herself. She didn’t need to imagine anything. Morwen was right there… pulling Loki under her spell.

“Let’s see if I like yours.”

Loki was in Sif’s body, but dressed far more stylishly, draping herself in green leathers, ermine fur, and a touch of scalemail almost as a mockery of her host’s former identity. Now she divested herself of all that, leaving the only proof that she was Loki and not Sif to be her horned helmet and the sneer on her face. Her body was slender and tight, the result of centuries of training by Sif, but the tits that stood tall and firm, with a dusky tan, were Sif’s birthright. They were tipped that large nipples that already proved Loki’s arousal by how they jutted out from her areolas.

Peter returned with Morwen’s wine and she took it, sipping as she watched Loki undress. Her toned thighs brought a tingle to Morwen’s lips that she drowned in wine, imagining that silky mane between Loki’s legs crushed to her nose as she devoured her. 

“I do like it,” Morwen said. She patted the bed beside her. “Come here, mommy. Let’s keep it in the family.”

Loki was helpless to resist. Not all her powers, all her strength mattered when exercising them felt not nearly so good as obeying.

“Lie on your back,” Morwen ordered her erstwhile creator, and Peter made room for Loki as she did so, spreading her arms and legs out. With a gesture from Morwen, ribbons appeared to tie Loki’s wrists and ankles to the bedposts, pulling themselves taut. Peter watched with silent curiosity. It had taken all his willpower to make use of the rune Loki had given him. Now he was submerged again in the bliss of serving Morwen.

Morwen gulped down her fresh serving of wine, equally as unable to take her eyes off Loki’s stolen curves as Loki was to deny them to her. Loki waited, a twinge of apprehension shivering her body, but it could not grow into any action.

Morwen decided to work Loki up by degrees, not chancing her control over Loki too hard too fast. Like the ribbons she’d magically tied to bind Loki, she would make sure the knots were tight before anything else. So she lay on top of Loki’s muscular physique and kissed her, grinding her sex against Loki’s with a slow circle of their hips. Despite both their wetness, there was a delicious friction between their pussies as they rubbed together.

“Taste me,” Loki pleaded in a hiss. “Devour me, Morwen!”

“Depends on the flavor,” Morwen replied, and continuing the tease, she nibbled on the soft roundness of Loki’s breasts, feeling the woman’s silken flesh tremble underneath her. She went further down, licking and teething the ridges of Loki’s abdominals for a moment, then winding a circle of kisses around her clit. But only to tantalize her. Never to actually follow through.

“Please. Please!” Loki sobbed, aroused to the point of an addict’s cringing need. “Eat me, Morwen, eat my cunt!”

Morwen looked up at her over Loki’s stingingly erect clit, feeling a cruel triumph as Loki’s helplessness deepened. Now she wasn’t just tied, she was begging to be submitted to more.

Peter’s cock was almost unbearably stiff as he looked wide-eyed at the lewd spectacle of these two goddesses dominating and submitting. There was something guiltily exciting about the contrast of Loki’s taut, firm muscles enslaved, suborned to Morwen’s creamy softness, the way none of Loki’s pilfered athleticism could do anything but let Morwen’s long pink tongue circle all around her tender sex.

“I’ll fuck her,” he suggested hoarsely. “She’s ready.”

“Not for you. Not yet,” Morwen said, coming up to kneel over Loki. “I’ll have to break in first.”

Clapping her hands together, the sorceress brought them apart, and between them now was an enormous black dildo. Loki stared at it, at first without comprehension.

“What’s that?” Loki whispered fearfully.

“Have you been without one for so long?” Morwen taunted. “It’s a cock, my dear. And a little something extra, too.” With another expenditure of magic, the dildo pulsed and throbbed in her hand, disconcertingly alive.

Loki’s face turned white; she strained against being held. Morwen’s only response was to crouch between her parted thighs and gently, very gently, run the dildo’s tip across Loki’s groin. And so, Loki was finally touched in the tender place that Morwen had avoided up until now. The goddess arched her back and cried out, but not in pain. For the next several minute, Morwen moved the roaring little dildo around Loki’s clit, satisfying Loki’s desperate need but teasing her with even more. Loki was left jerking in eager spasms, drooling for Morwen to fully fuck her—to do more than just tingle and caress.

Morwen further tormented her by pausing to glance over at Peter. His fists were taut at his sides like he could barely keep from reaching out to take his protruding erection in hand.

“Get behind me,” she ordered him. Peter actually leapt from his starting position to the bedspread behind Morwen, but as he hunched over her creamy ass, his cock slapping at her pussy… “Not there. In my ass. Fuck me in the ass.”

Groaning with sheer need, Peter spread her buttocks with one hand and brought his rigid erection to her tiny sphincter. It easily dwarfed the tight opening, but Morwen was ready for that. She rubbed her hands in Loki’s flowing arousal, then reached back between her thighs to rub Peter’s cock with Loki’s wetness.

“Now put it in me!” Morwen demanded. “Hard!”

Peter did not care to hold back as he did with Mary Jane. Perhaps it was an expression of the anger he felt toward Morwen. Or perhaps it was just him faithfully carrying out her order. But he rammed himself deep into the narrow channel of her anus, and she gasped in agony—for a moment, fearing she would faint from the sudden pressure of her ass being stretched beyond any reason. She throbbed and quivered around his cock, feeling stretched so thin that it might have been a baseball bat rammed into her bowels. Her anal muscles instinctively flexed, adding freshly throbbing pain to the storm of sensations Morwen was already feeling.

“Fuck! It hurts! It’s killing me!” But when Peter began pulling out, Morwen barked “No! Fuck me! Just do it slowly! Ooooooh—slowly! Nice and unnh—slow!”

Peter pushed steadily into Morwen’s ass, its contours slippery and wet, but the bodily narrowness of it holding him back from any speed. He had to grunt with pleasure and fight hard not to come as he knelt over her voluptuous ass, hands grasping her womanly hips, face contorted between bliss and agony as her asshole tightened suffocatingly on his impaling cock.

Morwen felt the pain receding, enough for her to focus once more on Loki. The goddess was actually begging for more now, rocking her pussy up into the dildo but unable to capture it with her wet slit. Open-mouthed as Peter thrust himself potently in and out of her, Morwen fitted the tip of the vibrating dildo squarely inside of Loki’s tender labia, then shoved it in brutally deep.

“Aaaah!” Loki’s scream echoed through the bedroom and she panted after it, unable to catch her breath when she had to huff and puff with the feeling of being split in two, white-hot anguish covering her trembling body. She pulled desperately at the ropes that held her, wanting out, wanting to escape the torment Morwen was fulfilling her with.

“No, no, no! Morwen, I—can’t take it! Eeee! No! I’m begging you! It hurts!”

But Morwen kept grinding the dildo into Loki’s cunt, inch by inch, as the goddess screamed and shook, crying hopelessly for mercy. Morwen actually braced herself on the dildo she’d impaled Loki with, letting it hold her in place as Peter lunged into her. His cock was feeling good now—it was feeling great. The pain abandoned her and left wild thrills racing through her, illuminating her whole body with each strike of his prick inside her. It hurt, but it hurt wonderfully.

The dildo traveled another inch into Loki and her hips pitched up, lifting her ass off the bed as she quivered in a frenzy of domination. She’d never dreamed she would willingly submit herself to such pain, and yet, interlocked with its fierce agony, there was an excitement that burned equally hot. Her cunt throbbed painfully around the dildo and it hummed back, dancing with her pulsing sex to increase her pain and her pleasure in turn. 

“No more!” she pleaded. “Morwen, I can’t! Can’t keep—can’t stand it—aaagh!”

While she swept the dildo through Loki’s sex, Morwen leaned above it and sucked on Loki’s swollen clitoris, giving her some ecstasy to help her stomach the pain. She committed it all to memory: the sweet honey of Loki’s taste, the frenzied efforts of her pussy to twitch away from the rampaging dildo, her rampant juices flowing over its thrusts. And Peter’s hot cock slamming deep into her ass to spark the same incredible feelings she was giving Loki. It was beautiful… 

Panting with her own excitement, Morwen worked another inch of the gigantic prick into Loki, forcing a low animal moan from the goddess’s lips. She was enjoying it—enjoying the pleasure Morwen forced upon her, no matter how painfully. And with Loki admitting it, it was clear they both knew. Loki could deny it no longer. She jerked her drenched cunt up to meet the ravaging dildos, incoherently sobbing out her still stricken words.

“Killing me! Fucking me! Morwen! Fuck me! Unnngh!”

The pain no longer mattered to Loki. She was all excitement, her ravaged pussy broken by the giant dildo it’d been made to accept. She was a mindless, helpless slave to the feeling, groaning with all-important pleasure and ignored pain as Morwen gave her another inch. The dildo sent its throbbing vibrations through every inch of Loki, like it was shattering her into pieces.

“You’re driving me mad!” Loki gasped, throwing her head wildly back and forth, flinging herself up and down on the now sweat-soaked bed. “If I don’t come—aaaah! I’ll go mad!”

Hunched over Morden’s well-rounded ass, Peter grunted as he sped through her now-accepting hole, taking its depths at a furious pace. “Tight… so tight… oooh, Morwen, goddamn…!”

“Come in me!” she moaned. “Pour your cum in my ass! Pump it all the way up to my whore mouth!”

Morwen forced her curvy ass back against Peter’s cock, wanting his stinging cum to reach every part of her bowels. In front of her, Loki shuddered in a pulsating frenzy as Morwen rammed as much of the quaking dildo into her as she could. Morwen twisted it inside Loki’s cunt and Loki cried out voicelessly, the sound strangled, choked off between agony and ecstasy.

“Coming! Coming! Harder, Morwen! Wanna—hnnnh! Can’t stop! Don’t wanna stop!”

Peter’s pistoning cock rammed home into Morwen’s ass for the last time and, lodged in her depths, it exploded, spurting directly into her bowels. Morwen moaned with pained bliss and sucked needfully on Loki’s clit. She tightened her asshole on Peter’s shooting cock, making him grunt in pain, but she got out every last molten drop from his balls, loving the sensation of his cock shrinking down inside her hurting ass.

And even as she enjoyed having her ass stuffed with Peter’s cum even more than it had been filled by his cock, Morwen drew closer to Loki’s cunt, watching as she came too, jerking madly around the pumping dildo, her juices running down its length to tantalize Morwen into licking them off the shaft. As Morwen ran her lips along the dildo, she brought her free hand underneath Loki’s firm ass, slipping it between her buttocks until her forefinger found Loki’s anus. New shrieks of feeling were wrung from Loki’s throat.

“Shit! Morwen, oh, my ass, my pussy—I’m on fire!”

And to the lust-crazed goddess, every motion of Morwen’s hands seemed to pour more gasoline on that fire. Wave of pain followed wave of ecstasy, burning in her blood, exploding in her sex with crazed power. Her hips quivered furiously in Morwen’s grip and her brutal conquest came to an end. As Morwen slowly pulled out the dildo, Loki let out a moan that was outright animalistic.

“More!” she groaned. “Fuck me more, I want it, yes, I need it!”

At the same time, Peter pulled his flaccid cock from Morwen, slumping down onto the unoccupied portion of the bed. He couldn’t say if sodomy was better than pussy—his memories of fucking Morwen’s cunt were so good that he couldn’t say anything could be better, but the feel of Morwen’s hot ass cavorting against his groin had been astounding, and being able to see every risqué detail of Loki being fucked at the same time had made it even better. 

Morwen soothed Loki then—cooing to her, hugging Loki to her so that her warmth pervaded into the goddess. “I knew you’d like it. I knew it.”

“Fuck me again,” Loki moaned, her hips still twitching wantonly. “Make me come, Morwen! Give me more of your cock! We can’t stop now!”

Morwen gazed down at Loki with an amused concern. Tears shimmered on Loki’s cheeks and her wide eyes were glazed over. It was as if she were in a state of shock, having felt things too intense for her to process. Morwen’s love could sometimes be as maddening as Morwen’s wrath.

“Please, Morwen, don’t make me wait!” Loki demanded, gasping, straining at her bonds and violently rutting her hips into the air. “More! Come on! Fuck me!”

Morwen picked up the goblet of wine again, sipping from it as she stroked Loki’s long, wild hair. Loki’s eyes were crazed, her body trembling with rampant excitement. Maybe another orgasm would calm her down. But Morwen didn’t want to fuck Loki again. Been there, done that. She wanted something new.

“Come here, boy,” she told Peter, and he clambered next to her. Still petting Loki’s hair, Morwen took hold of Peter’s limp manhood and expertly stroked it. In a few moments, Peter’s superhuman stamina allowed him to respond to her gentle massage. He hardened, but Morwen kept pulling at his erection. She wanted him rock hard for Loki.

“Don’t task me like this!” Loki keened. “Fuck me, feast on me, Morwen, do something… I need it!”

“Peter will take care of you,” Morwen said. “Just give him a moment. I’ve asked a lot of him already.”

“Then let me eat you,” Loki offered, her pink tongue darting over her lips. “He can fuck me while I eat you out, Morwen. I want it! Please!”

In her state, she’d want a hill giant, Morwen thought. And Morwen didn’t want to appease her, not now—it’d be fitting revenge for Loki to be denied as Morwen had been denied for so long. She’d work Loki into being a little more craven before she put her to use as a sex slave…

Peter’s cock throbbed potently, no longer diminished by his recent ejaculation, but readier than ever, red veins standing out along its shaft, the head a brilliant purple. Morgan reached down to squeeze his engorged balls—he groaned with frustrated desire.

“Fuck her,” she said to him. “But don’t come for two minutes. I want her to enjoy it… at least, as much as she can when it isn’t me.”

Nearly drooling, Peter climbed on top of Loki. She whimpered keenly, trying to spread her legs even more in her need.

Morwen lay beside the pair, head propped up on her elbow, watching lovingly as Peter gripped his rigid cock and guided the seeping tip to Loki’s waiting sex. With a deep breath, Peter readied himself. Then he drove his prick into Loki’s cunt. Its folds contorted all around him, hot, wet, electric, and he winced as Loki reared up to sink her teeth into his shoulder. 

Still, he pumped into her tight, wet pussy. Slowly at first, but it was still hard to hold back his load when Loki was impaling herself on his member. This wasn’t the cool, controlling Morwen he had fucked before. Loki had been turned into a wild animal, panting madly, biting, working her pussy against his cock with desperate need. She rubbed her breasts against his pecs and Peter knew that if her hands were free, she’d be clawing at him like a rabid cat.

“Easy,” Peter grunted, trying to give Loki what she wanted, but every thrust sent violent spasms through her pussy, until it seemed like it was milking his cock. God, what a hot fuck! Fucking her fiery cunt was even better than having Morwen sucking him!

Morwen watched intently, her breasts heaving with the same excitement as the fucking going on only inches from her. It was gloriously lascivious, Peter’s red-hot cock striking Loki’s lovely pink cunt like it was an enemy, both of them bathed in jewels of sweat. Her eyes widened, drinking in all they could as she reached down to her throbbing cunt and rubbed a slender finger along her clit. As she stroked herself, she leaned down to wrap her lips around one of Loki’s hardened nipples. She feverishly stroked her pussy as she sucked on Loki’s full breast, loving the nipple with her tongue and hating it with her teeth.

Still sensitive from the dildo Morwen had used on her, Loki winced in pain as Peter pumped hard and fast into her blazing sex, feeding a torrid explosion inside her. She wished her hands were free. If only she could sink her claws into Peter’s muscular back, lock her legs around his waist and hold his massive cock inside her until she burst. And she wanted Morwen too, to suck and kiss and lick her hot little pussy until she’d forgotten tasting anything else.

Morwen released Loki’s swollen nipple and flowed like water to be between Peter and Loki’s spread legs. Now rubbing her pussy against the bedspread with lewd need, she grasped Peter’s ass in both hands and shoved him down into Loki, hilting him inside her and holding him in place as she licked and sucked at his balls, then ducked down to lap at Loki’s asshole. The goddess squealed in fulfillment as Morwen’s tongue wiggled deep into her anus. 

Loki’s cunt spasmed in response, cavorting between Peter’s cock and Morwen’s tongue, until it had wholly stolen Peter’s control away. He let out a long groan as his balls erupted, splattering Loki’s cunt as he had Morwen’s asshole. When he pulled free, Loki was still moaning in gratification, her ass shaking around Morwen’s writhing tongue. Reaching orgasm herself, Morwen drove her tongue deep into Loki’s cunt, tasting the obscene bittersweetness of Peter’s cum covering up Loki’s honeyed arousal. Morwen jerked her hips furiously as she fucked her own aching pussy with her hand, until the onslaught of ecstasy had become an echoing glow, something that had to fade before it continued on into pain.

She rolled onto her back, exhausted, panting with satiation. “Mother does know best…” Morwen wheezed.