Help Wanted update

The first woman Gwen decided to recruit was Firestar; her powers would come in handy dealing with symbiotes. Fortunately for her, Gwen knew a universe where Angelica owed her a favor. Unfortunately, when Gwen got there, Angelica was otherwise occupied.

Peter lay on his back, naked, his throbbing prick pointing straight up at Angelica as she stood over him. She fell to her knees astride his waist, reaching underneath herself to grasp his cock and orient it below her seething pussy. Peter felt her hot cunt open up to his cock and he gasped as she slipped down his erection, finally laying down against his chest, her hips flush with his. Peter reached up and grabbed her ass—ironically enough, considering what Gwen saw happen next.

“Your turn, Bobby—fuck me in the ass!” Angelica ordered. 

Bobby Drake lowered himself down on top of Angelica, sandwiching her between himself and Peter. Gwen had always known the three of them were amazing friends, but she’d never known there were benefits like this.

The touch of Angelica’s overwarm flesh on Bobby’s sent warning signals all through him. He iced himself a little, turning blue, steam hissing off his bodily contact with Angelica. The meltwater ran off his body like sweat—thankfully doing a lot to lubricate his cock as he shoved forward with his hips, stretching out Angelica’s asshole just as Peter was doing to her cunt.

“Ohhh---God! Oh God!” Angelica cried, feeling a certain relief in having Bobby’s frozen cock filling her rectum, while by contrast her stuffed cunt burned hotter than ever. With her asshole relaxing, Bobby shoved forward, battering her ass with his hips. 

Lying below the frenzied fuck, Peter could feel the other man’s cock throbbing inside Angelica’s rectum, bulging through the thin barrier between ass and cunt, and he shoved into Angelica to stretch the taut flesh that separated them even thinner. 

Angelica moaned loudly as the two men found a rhythm, thrusting in turn so that there was always room for their cocks, and Angelica never felt like she was anything less than fully stuffed. She gasped, feeling Peter’s cock throbbing hotly, then Bobby’s frozen member giving her at least enough relief to breathe before Peter made her burn hotter than ever.

Gwen masturbated as she watched the two men fuck a single woman, her overmatched body writhing sensually between them. Gwen wondered what it felt like to be her—she imagined herself fucking two Peters at once, and she could almost feel a doubling of that familiar prick inside her as she rubbed her clit lewdly and reached with her other hand to finger her pussy as well. It wasn’t quite double penetration, but it was the best she could do on short notice. God, she missed MJ and Gwen. Two tongues inside her at once had to be at least as good as two dicks…

Peter took his hands off Angelica’s ass, leaving her buttocks to close as much as they could on the heft of Bobby’s cock, and instead he grabbed Angelica’s tits, pushing both her and Bobby upward until they were at waist-height. “We have a guest,” he said. “Gwen, why don’t you make Angelica here eat your pussy? She’s not doing anything at the moment… just being a cock holster, is all…”

That was possibly the only thing that could’ve stopped Gwen from masturbating. Rushing to stand over Peter’s head, she stood with legs akimbo, her open cunt just inches from Angelica’s pained, pleasured face.

“Eat me, baby,” Gwen said, locking her fingers in Firestar’s curly red hair to pull her into the cunnilingus. “Lick my cunt, suck my clit, just make me come like you are, you lucky bitch!”

Angelica grinned against Gwen’s widespread sex as she obeyed, shoving her tongue inside of Gwen and feeling around for her G-spot. Gwen rolled her hips against Angelica’s face, fucking herself on the redhead’s tongue just as Bobby and Peter were fucking her. She wondered if this counted as making Angelica airtight.

“Yess, hnn, fuck yeah, fuck yes!” Gwen hissed, looking down at Bobby’s contorted face as he fucked Angelica in the ass. He was looking at Gwen, looking over her trembling body in her skintight costume as Angelica ate her cunt. Gwen got the feeling that she was next on the agenda.

Bobby reached out to the sides, making poles out of ice that he clung to, supporting his weight as he pulled out of Angelica’s undersized anus, nearly turning it inside out.

“Fuck her, fuck her!” Gwen cried, grinding her cunt against Angelica’s face as Bobby plunged back into her clasping hole. Gwen felt Angelica gasp into her pussy as Bobby invaded her bowels.

Below them all, Peter looked up as Angelica’s tongue danced through Gwen’s sex. He saw Gwen’s pink asshole throb, bared along with her pussy as she thrust herself into Angelica’s seeking tongue. Shooting out weblines, Peter stuck them to Angelica to support her weight, then grabbed Gwen by the hips and raised his head…

Gwen felt his searching tongue enter her asshole, and her head reeled as she realized both she and Angelica were being double-penetrated. This, this was what she wanted. She moaned, on fire, and reached back to grasp Peter’s hair, holding him in place as her hips surged, her body trying to fuck itself on Angelica’s tongue and Peter’s at the same time. As Peter and Angelica seemed to kiss through her opening body, Gwen came in a rush that couldn’t be stopped.

“YES! Lick my asshole—suck my cunt—oh, you bitch, you motherfucker—fuck this bitch in the ass—both of you, fuck her, make her scream, then fuck… fuck… fuck me… ohhhh, Goddd!”

Then her body was no longer her own, it belonged to the people fucking her and to the orgy itself. She orgasmed as three sets of hands pulled her down, Bobby taking her by the hair and kissing her as her climax continued. Peter grunted, his cock erupting deep in Angelica’s cunt, and as he shot his hot load to her womb, he felt Bobby’s prick pumping in her asshole, filling her bowels as well.

Angelica screamed as the men came in her writhing body and Gwen’s cunt flooded to fill her mouth too. She was the last and she came in an explosion that tore her mind from her breath from her body. Thoughtlessly, she gasped for air, her panting only increasing as Gwen pulled her pussy off Angelica’s face and the men slipped out of her holes. They pulled Gwen away from the bonelessly sprawled Angelica as the redhead’s restraint came to an end; she burst into flame, moaning enough that her fiery afterglow seemed orgasmic in and of itself.

“We were just in the middle of christening the new place,” Peter explained. 

“What are you doing?” Gwen asked. “Fucking on every floor?”

“In every room,” Bobby corrected. 

“I need to borrow Firestar. Hero stuff.”

“Okay,” Peter said. “We’ll christen the game room ourselves.”

Gwen blinked. “Ummm… any chance you could record that for me…?”