A Cosmic Rendition

A small contingent of men garbed in black Kevlar with the Kruger-449 held steady in their hands slowly filed out of the woods. They had their rifles pointed straight ahead at the only cottage in sight.

It was a cozy, one-story wooden home with glass panels covering the doors, windows, and the solitary balcony on the first floor.

A sleek, black car came to a slow stop and the door opened. Maria Hill stepped out of the car, taking in her surroundings before stepping to the side. Her two companions stepped out one after the other, looking ahead.

"Nice place he's got here," Gwen commented with a soft smile as she looked at Peter. "Looks like a very calm and private place. Much better than that apartment of ours."

Peter rolled his eyes and looked at Maria.

"I still think bringing these folks here was a bad idea. What if Bruce gets spooked and turns into the big green thingy? Would be a waste if he destroyed this calm and private place," he remarked. Gwen poked him in response.

"No need to be a smartass," she replied as Peter hissed in surprise. Leave it to his girlfriend to easily bypass his lovely Spidey senses.

"This is only for insurance and nothing else. The SWAT team will be on standby and only intervene in case things go sideways."

"Yeah," Peter scoffed. "Real good these guys will do if Bruce truly hulked up."

Maria rolled her eyes and walked forward, leaving her companions with no choice but to follow. As Peter walked, his eyes suddenly turned toward the window on the first floor and he looked at a pair of familiar brown eyes. He waved with a grin, chuckling when the owner of said eyes pulled the curtains shut.

"Well, we're indeed in the right place, and by the looks of things, Bruce's been enjoying life more than we thought," he chuckled as they reached the entrance to the cottage. Without any hesitation whatsoever, Maria pulled the wooden knocker back and hit it firmly against the door twice in quick succession.

It seemed there was no reason for doing that, as right after the brunette pulled her hand away, the door swung open and a familiar face greeted them.

"Hey man, you look good," Peter grinned as he waved. Gwen smiled.

Bruce looked at them with a small smile before his eyes zeroed in on the woman standing closest to him in the middle.

"Yes?"

"Doctor Banner, I am Agent Maria Hill from the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, commonly referred to as SHIELD. I'd like a few moments of your time if it isn't too much of a bother."

Bruce looked at the woman keenly and nodded.

"It is indeed a bother but I believe I can spare a few moments. And good to see you two as well," he smiled at Peter and Gwen before stepping aside. "Oh, and please tell your friends to go back into the woods. I'd appreciate it."

Maria whispered something into her comms device and they saw the SWAT team members slowly back away until they hid in the woods. Bruce nodded.

"Come in then."

Bruce walked in and they followed behind him. They stared around at the decorations and the photo frames affixed to the walls.

"You seem to have become a family man, Bruce," Gwen remarked with a chuckle. Bruce smiled.

"You can say that."

"Sooo… the lovely Miss Ross then? Good for you," Peter teased as they entered the living room where Betty was already waiting for them. She exchanged a look with Bruce who nodded.

"Gwen, Peter, good to see you again," she greeted with a smile. Gwen walked over and hugged her.

"You practically disappear from the face of the Earth and that's all you have to say?"

Betty pulled back and gave a sad smile.

"Things happened which forced our hand. I'm sure you'll know everything if you don't already," she replied, looking pointedly at the brunette who had accompanied Peter and Gwen. "I don't believe we've met, miss?"

"Agent Maria Hill from the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."

"SHIELD for short. You should use that. Would be easier," she remarked with a little snark in her voice, not missing how the woman seemed to be glancing at Bruce every so often. Her boyfriend was as usual his oblivious self.

Maria's eyes hardened slightly as she looked at the woman. However, she did not say anything.

"Take a seat. You asked for a few moments of my time. Let us discuss whatever it is you want to discuss then," Bruce gestured for them to sit as he took his place beside Betty. "However, before you do, I'd like to ask something. How did SHIELD find us?"

"I think it is appropriate to say that SHIELD never lost your scent, Doctor. Neither did it lose yours," Maria replied, looking at Betty in the end. "SHIELD kept its distance, even diverted the attention of several… unsavory parties from you, keeping them off your trail."

"I guess you'd like our thanks then?" Betty asked with a scoff. Maria smiled tightly.

"Nothing more than for you to hear me out."

"Very unique way of talking, this is. Coming with two people we know very well, and also surrounding our home? Is this the usual way SHIELD operates?" Betty retorted.

Maria ignored Betty's snide behavior and looked at Bruce.

"Her Grace has tasked me with approaching you for a place with SHIELD. You shall be one of the chief scientists, along with Doctor Ross here, to help us with a few future undertakings," she replied, holding out a tablet. Bruce took it from her and looked at the image of a glowing blue cube.

"That is the Tesseract. An artefact of immense potential which SHIELD intends to harness. If the purpose is met, this has the power to eradicate the energy crisis worldwide."

"A noble cause indeed," Bruce commented. "What can I do about it though? I'm sure SHIELD has other capable scientists who would be eager to take on such an undertaking."

Maria smiled. "You are right. SHIELD does have some of the most capable scientists in the world. However, there is no one who knows more about Gamma radiation than the two of you. If there was, that's where I'd be."

Bruce chuckled. "I do indeed have some very intimate encounters with Gamma signature, that's true. However, I hope you'll understand if I don't give my assent so eagerly, given what happened last time."

Betty grimaced beside him as Peter and Gwen looked at them in confusion.

"You two don't know how Bruce became a hulking green monster, do you?" Betty asked as she looked at them. The couple shook their heads. The brunette sighed.

"We were busy with our work at Culver, researching and teaching students like the two of you when Thaddeus Ross enlisted our help with a project he called the Biotech Force Enhancement Project. He told us that its motive was to test radiation resistance which was solely for the welfare of humanity. We were eager to help. However, what we didn't know was that the project was something entirely different."

"What do you mean?" Gwen asked with a frown.

"After the 9/11, the army tasked Ross with rekindling the Project Rebirth. Without going into too much details, I can only say that Ross' idea was to recreate the Super Soldier serum that was used back during the Second World War. The asshole was never honest with us, and that cost us everything," Betty replied, seething.

"Go on," Peter prompted, engrossed.

"What you need to understand is that the Super Soldier project had a particular stabilizer – something we call Vita Radiation. However, thinking our undertaking was for radiation resistance, we used Gamma Radiation in place of Vita radiation. That was the first ingredient for trouble. What made things worse was the fact that the project had taken more time than expected, and Ross started to face the pressure. The project was being sanctioned, with budget cuts rampant. In the end, we lost all the scientists apart from a few. Finally, it was decided that the project would be scrapped," Betty frowned as she glanced at Bruce who was looking down at the table. "However, a certain smartass believed the project was successful and thought it would be a good idea to test it out on himself. I kept telling that certain someone until the end that there was still time to back out, that we were not ready for human testing. But I've come to understand since then that once an idea takes root in this person's mind, even Ragnarök cannot stop him."

"I see," Peter muttered as he looked at Bruce, who sighed.

"It was a low point for me. Knowing how much effort we had put into it, I couldn't have let it all go to waste. And hey," he looked at Betty with a smile. "Don't forget what followed after I decided to go through with it. We might not be here if that didn't happen."

Betty sighed and shook her head fondly.

"We kissed and confessed, that's all," she replied to Gwen's inquisitively raised eyebrow. The blonde chuckled. Betty continued.

"But this idiot wasn't done. Once he was exposed to the gamma radiation, nothing happened initially. Ignoring my warnings, he upped the dosage to 15 seconds at the first level. The result is what everyone saw – a massive green monster with superhuman strength and little to no intelligence. A separate entity residing in Bruce's body that was driven by nothing but an intense amount of rage."

"It was only later that I came to know that I destroyed the entire lab in rage, injuring Betty and the few scientists that remained. I also crushed Ross' arm, although I don't feel any bit sorry for that," Bruce chuckled. "The entire lab was shut down and the project was scrapped as a failure. I tried to visit Betty in the hospital where Ross turned me away, although not without a warning."

"Let me guess," Peter began sarcastically. "You had to turn yourself in for either some experiments or to become a mercenary for the military."

"Right in two," Bruce replied with a sigh. "I met Ross a few days later in some abandoned warehouse where he offered to take me to some lab in Maryland so that the serum could be perfected. By now, I had discovered that it was no radiation resistance project but a personal greed of Ross to create super soldiers. I declined and somehow managed to flee by disguising myself. Shortly after that, the US Army declared me a fugitive, and if I recall, so did SHIELD."

Maria looked at Bruce's accusing stare and sighed.

"SHIELD might have officially declared you a fugitive, Doctor, but it never targeted you. On the contrary, SHIELD aided you without your hunters knowing anything about it."

"Didn't do a good enough job since he was targeted so many times. Does Rio ring a bell?" Betty asked with a sneer. She was not at all happy with how Bruce had been targeted like a rabid dog. Despite this woman claiming that SHIELD had been aiding him, they had never tried to offer him asylum and he had to keep himself hidden. And now, they had the audacity to ask him to join their scientists so that they could harness even more power.

"There was no way SHIELD could know that somehow a drop of Doctor Banner's blood would fall into a soda bottle or that someone would ingest it. SHIELD acted immediately after getting to know that someone had been admitted for Gamma poisoning. However, before Doctor Banner could be extracted, Ross' mercenaries arrived and SHIELD had to keep its distance lest he know of its interference. Yet, SHIELD did all that was possible to aid Doctor Banner in making his escape, even diverting Ross' people off his trail."

Betty grimaced but didn't say anything. It wasn't as if SHIELD owed them anything.

Bruce gave her hand an affectionate squeeze and turned to look at Peter and Gwen.

"I remained on the run for quite a while, away from Betty and everything. Things were not… easy, let's say." He sighed, recalling when he had attempted to commit suicide back in Alaska, feeling so guilty and hopeless. "Betty and I met again shortly before Ross found out about my presence at Culver. Another assault took place and I somehow managed to escape with Betty. I'm sure SHIELD had its eyes on me even then?"

Maria nodded with a smile. "I had been assigned to keep an eye on the situation and grab whatever intel I could."

Bruce nodded. "Doesn't surprise me in the slightest. Anyway, things happened and we somehow made an acquaintance with a certain Doctor Sterns. Together, we coordinated with him and discovered that he had somehow managed to develop a formula to reverse what had happened to me. We met up with him at Grayburn where he worked and I underwent the experiment."

"If only it were that simple," Betty muttered. Bruce nodded with a sigh.

"As you can already guess, the experiment was nothing but a sham. I still had the other guy. Ross tracked us down and almost managed to nab us, but something else decided to interfere. Remember that creature I fought in Harlem?"

"That's where we saw you," Gwen replied in remembrance, recalling when she and Peter had been… having some private time behind a building at the back of the alley where barely anyone ventured before they were interrupted by the sound of an explosion.

"And you know what followed," Betty replied with a shrug.

They sat there in silence in the aftermath of the entire revelation. Bruce had been on the run for years from Ross and the military, with SHIELD playing interference. It was indeed a fucked-up situation.

"How are things now then?" Gwen asked. "With the other guy, I mean?"

Bruce smiled as Betty sat, relieved.

"Well, it seems the experiment was not entirely worthless," he began. "It gave us a few ideas and we devoted ourselves to fleshing out said ideas. It took us some time, but we managed to develop a serum that now allows me to take control of the other guy."

"Seriously!?" Peter asked, shocked. Bruce nodded with a chuckle as Betty smirked.

"Controlling the other guy aside, it helps that we don't have to refrain from certain… activities now. Otherwise, earlier he used to get so scared whenever his pulse got too high in those situations," she added. Gwen smirked at her.

"Must be fun now, hmm?" She teased. Betty smirked back at her.

"You would know all about fun, won't you?"

Gwen chuckled as Peter and Bruce exchanged exasperated looks. Yeah, leave it to their girlfriends to talk about… sex during such an important discussion, and that too in the presence of an unfamiliar woman who was also a high-ranking agent of a secret organization.

Maria cleared her throat to get the discussion back on track.

"That would explain how you have maintained this streak of going a full year without an incident," she commented. Bruce nodded.

"SHIELD's interested in the other guy and the brawn or only this guy and the brains?" He asked firmly.

Maria's lips curled. "I think we both know the answer to this question, Doctor."

"I would still like to hear it from the representative of SHIELD."

Sighing, Maria nodded. "All your skills are held in high regard. Although SHIELD would be delighted in welcoming your brains, your brawn would not be unwelcome either. If it helps you in reaching a decision, your former students here have also agreed to cooperate with SHIELD as consultants, and so has your former acquaintance – a certain Doctor Erik Selvig."

"You've got Erik on board as well, huh?" Bruce mused, chuckling. "Must say, it must be quite an endeavor if you want both of us in addition to him."

Maria simply nodded with a small smile.

"I would like to hear what this… commitment would entail. What would SHIELD require of me and what would I get in return?"

"A clean record with both SHIELD and the US Army. Also with any other entity which you might have a pending issue with."

"Go on," Bruce nodded, beyond intrigued. Beside him, Betty stared in surprise.

"Complete security from Secretary Ross and his hunters for as long as you remain a researcher for SHIELD."

"Interesting choice of words. What if I decide to become a consultant like these two?" He asked, nodding toward Peter and Gwen.

"I believe my words were pretty self-explanatory," Maria replied succinctly. Bruce chuckled with a shake of his head.

"SHIELD wants to control my powers. That is the feeling I'm getting from all of this."

Maria smiled. "That brings me to the third perk, let us say. In addition to Level 9 clearance which is allowed to all SHIELD scientists, you will have the power to deny cooperating with SHIELD on matters which would require you to transform, leaving you with full control over how the other guy is utilized."

"Much better," Bruce replied with a nod as he looked toward Betty. The brunette pursed her lips before looking over at Maria.

"Please excuse us for a few minutes," she replied and stood up. Maria nodded as Bruce joined her. Peter, Gwen, and Maria saw them leave through the door.

Together, Bruce and Betty walked upstairs to their bedroom. They walked in and Bruce closed the door behind them.

"What do you think?" He asked as he rubbed a hand over his face.

Betty came over and embraced him.

"I'm torn," she whispered as Bruce wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. "On one hand, this proposal is very enticing. We won't have to fear Ross and his mercenaries. This life that we've been leading – constantly looking over our shoulders, paranoid that Ross or someone else might find and capture us – how long can we keep this up?"

"And?"

Betty sighed. "The second choice is to become dependent on SHIELD for possibly the entire life."

"And if I do anything they consider out of line, I have no doubt that they would throw me to the vultures," Bruce muttered. Betty frowned.

"Not so easily, no. But if you prove to be a liability more than an asset, then certainly."

They stood in silence for a short while before Bruce sighed.

"Safety from a guaranteed problem in the present and risking a possible conflict in the future. Sounds like the best we can have right now," he stated. Betty looked up at him with a frown.

"You're sure?"

"Not at all," he chuckled. "But I know the risks. Every moment we spend in hiding, the chances of Ross and his hunters somehow finding us increase. There are only so many places we could hide in. However, if we agree to cooperate with SHIELD, we could at least cross off that liability."

"And the threat of SHIELD possibly cutting ties with you? You know what that would mean, right?"

"We'll cross that bridge when the time comes," he replied, taking her hand and planting a soft kiss on her knuckles. "Looks like our quiet little time in this beautiful place has finally come to an end, hmm?"

Betty sighed as he embraced her.

"I hope there were better options," she whispered. Bruce chuckled mirthlessly.

"Beggars cannot be choosers, Betty. We both know how dangerous I am. Even though we have managed to ensure I have control over the monster when I transform, there is no guarantee I would be able to sustain it for a prolonged period. Hell, we haven't even tested it in the scenario of a battle or any other kind of pressure. Who knows what might happen when I have to use it for real?"

Betty sighed, knowing he was right.

"SHIELD must be counting on the fact that I am risky. They would be willing to tolerate me only to the extent they have use of me. Once the baggage that I come with proves to be more than the advantages they might derive from me, I have no doubt they would either look to harness my power or outright turn me over. The fact that they are guaranteeing me so much immunity from people in positions of power proves just how valuable my input is to them."

Betty nodded and looked up at him. "We'll keep working to ensure you have full control over the monster."

With a final nod, Bruce pulled away. Together, they walked out of the door and toward their living room where their guests were waiting for them.

"I assume you've reached a decision?" Maria asked once they came in and took their seats.

Bruce looked over at her and nodded.

"We are willing to cooperate with SHIELD. Betty and I will join your scientists for the research on the Tesseract and any future endeavors, provided we are told the truth behind each project. I refuse to subject myself to a situation which turned me into a monster."

Maria nodded. "Fully understandable. You should know that unlike Secretary Ross, SHIELD does not have a hidden agenda. SHIELD cannot afford to have an experiment gone wrong either, so it goes without saying that we would make our scientists aware of exactly what our goals are."

Bruce looked at the woman keenly who returned his gaze evenly.

"And what about SHIELD's intentions toward the other guy? I don't think your bosses would be too happy letting such a huge risk run around all free?"

"No one's going to handcuff you, if that's what you're asking," Maria replied curtly.

"No? Not even a monitoring device? Any trackers? Forgive me if I don't take your word on this," he replied with a small smile.

Maria looked at him with a sigh. "I don't know what you want to hear, Doctor. But SHIELD is not going to put obstacles in your path or confine you. You won't be controlled in any manner. You are even given full autonomy over the use of your other powers."

"I hope your organization doesn't go back on those words," Betty replied tersely. Maria nodded, not bothering to comment further on the matter.

"Okay then," Bruce said as he looked at the brunette. "We're in."

XXXXX

"I need to return to the headquarters, so I shall be taking my leave," Maria informed them and looked toward Peter and Gwen. "I assume you two would come over with them?"

"Uh yeah, we would," Peter nodded. Maria gave a curt nod in return.

"Alright then. SHIELD would await you in New York within forty-eight hours. I'll see you all."

They watched as Maria got back inside that sleek car as it revved up and drove off.

"Pretty curt, isn't she?" Peter commented as they shut the door and walked in. "Wonder if all SHIELD agents are like that."

"I'm sure they are," Betty replied as she yawned. "Now I don't know about you all, but I'm knackered. Love, show them to their room please?"

Bruce nodded and they watched as Betty climbed up the stairs.

"Come on then," Bruce smiled and led them to the guest room which was only a bit further away from the stairs.

"Nice," Peter commented once Bruce switched on the lights.

"The bathroom is attached and you've already seen where the kitchen is. Feel free to grab whatever you want if you feel hungry," Bruce smiled.

"Yeah, sure. Although we already had our dinner before coming here so I don't think we'd need to eat anything. Still, thanks," Gwen replied as she walked inside and dropped a small bag on top of the small cupboard against the wall. Bruce nodded and bid them goodnight before walking away.

Peter shut the door and locked it before turning around with a smile.

"Good thing we brought a change in clothes, eh?"

Gwen smiled as she pulled her jacket off and threw it over the cupboard. Peter followed suit and in no time they were fully undressed. The sight of his naked girlfriend never failed to excite him and Gwen smirked as she looked down.

Giving him a wink, she walked over to the bathroom with purposeful steps, playfully swaying her hips knowing that his eyes were fixed on her heart-shaped ass.

"You coming?" She asked playfully as she turned her head sideways to glance at him out of the corner of her eye. She didn't wait for him to respond and walked inside the bathroom, leaving the door open.

Peter chuckled to himself and walked over to hear the sound of running water. As he entered, the sight that greeted him made his cock lurch.

There she was – his lovely girlfriend clad in nothing – standing under the running shower. The warm water cascaded down her alluring frame, droplets teasing her curves and slithering over her soft ivory skin.

Peter smiled as he walked forward, joining her under the shower as Gwen turned toward him. His arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her flush against himself, mashing her lovely breasts against his solid chest. Their lips met in a tender kiss, slowly growing in intensity until they were making out heatedly under the warm shower.

Gwen started to slowly move her body against his, enjoying the feeling of his erection as it pressed against her lower abdomen. Meanwhile, Peter reveled in the sensation of her lovely tits and those firm, protruding nipples rubbing over his solid chest as his hands cupped her supple ass and squeezed.

He gently pulled away and turned her around. Gwen pressed her back against him, wedging his cock inside the crack of her ass. Peter rolled his hips in response as Gwen ground against him. He grabbed the washcloth and shower gel.

Applying enough gel on the washcloth, he turned off the shower and slowly started to wash his lovely girlfriend. He started at her neck, slowly moving over to her shoulders, under her arms, and over her upper back, moving the washcloth in circular motions as he rubbed her soft skin with the soapy fabric. Once he was satisfied, he raised his hands to her breast level and reached around, slowly washing each breast, squeezing her heavenly globes, and teasing her nipples. Gwen's pleasurable mewls made him smirk.

The blonde continued to moan as her lover kept rubbing the fabric over her tits, coating her upper chest, her breasts, and the underside with ample foam. His hands took full liberty of the freedom she had allowed him, playing with her full roundness as his hard prick rubbed over her rosebud with every twitch.

His lips found her earlobe and started to suck gently as Gwen tilted her head with a moan, accepting his caresses. He continued to move the cloth around in circular motions as his hands trailed down her body, covering her entire front with foam. Meanwhile, his body continued to rub against her back, covering his front with foam as well.

Gwen moaned out loud when she felt him make contact with her clitoris. However, he did not pause. Instead, the fabric parted her legs as he rubbed her over her pussy, parting the walls and washing her between the legs. His hands slowly rubbed the cloth over her inner thighs, encasing the top of her legs in foam as well.

She was shaking with arousal as his hands continued to work her up, rubbing all over her pussy and her inner thighs. His erection was throbbing, enormous as it remained wedged between her ass cheeks where Gwen kept on rubbing it over and over to keep it at full mast. She would need it all nice and ready real soon.

Once he had deemed it enough, Peter turned the shower on once again and let the warm water wash the soap off their bodies. Once they were done, he turned the shower off once again and helped her out of the shower.

Peter walked over to the cupboard where a fresh pair of towels were kept and grabbed one. Walking over to his lovely girlfriend who stood there, her flawless skin glowing, he slowly dried her up. Gwen stood silently as a statue; her eyes closed as her boyfriend wasted no opportunity to feel her up as he dried her. His hands caressed her smooth skin, squeezed her supple tits and ass, and also rubbed her over her pussy until she was completely dry.

He quickly dried himself up and led her out of the bathroom. Once inside the bedroom, Gwen walked over and lay down on the bed. Looking at him right in the eyes, she smirked and spread her legs apart, displaying her womanhood in all its glory. As always, she was neatly trimmed down there.

Peter climbed on the bed and lay down beside her, taking her in. She was perfect in every sense of the word, and she was his. He caressed her soft cheek before cupping it and kissing her. Her lips immediately allowed his tongue access when he probed, and their tongues met in no time. They explored each other's mouths, caressing each other's bodies all the while.

Finally, Peter broke the kiss and went to her breasts. He took her nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirled around the engorged nub and he teased her until she was mewling beneath him. Chuckling around her breast, he finally licked her all over her nipple before he repeated the process with the other. Gwen arched her back and moaned in pleasure.

Peter was almost hovering over her as he trailed his tongue down her body. His mouth closed around her navel before his tongue darted out and flicked her belly button. The tip of his tongue swirled around her belly button before finally reaching her inner thighs. Her legs were already open, but Peter pushed them wider. Gwen eagerly cooperated with him, breathing heavily as Peter's face hovered over her most sacred place. He was the only man who had ever seen her like that, and she was determined to ensure he remained the only man ever.

Peter licked around her trimmed hair and teased her outer lip as Gwen caressed his hair. His fingers joined the action quickly, and he inserted one past her inner walls before pushing the second inside her, exploring her again. Gwen took a deep breath and released a soft moan. He withdrew his fingers and parted her outer walls, taking in the pink sight before leaning down.

Gwen hissed when she felt his tongue lick the inside of her pussy, rubbing over the walls before the tip of his tongue penetrated her. She felt him grab her ass and lift it for better access, and she couldn't hold back the loud cry of pleasure as he started to thrust his tongue in and out of her. She felt his finger start to swirl around her asshole as he licked furiously and could not stop the cry of pleasure.

"Oh fuck yes! Lick me baby! Finish me! Oh yes!"

Peter pulled back and grabbed a pillow. Placing it under her hips to allow him better access, he looked down at her. She looked breathtaking, fully exposed to him. He grabbed her legs and put them over his shoulders before slowly sliding inside her.

In no time, he was moving in and out of her rapidly, driving deeper into her with each thrust. Gwen kept moaning in pleasure, a blissful smile blossoming on her face as she stared up at him in utter adoration. Her inner walls were pulsating, squeezing his penis as he penetrated her, and Peter admitted to himself that this feeling would never get old. Their rhythm intensified even further when they pressed their lips together.

Gwen was already on the brink of release before he had penetrated her, and it did not take long for her to cry out to the heavens as her orgasm rocked her. Her body tried to get him even further inside her as she clutched him to her tightly.

Peter could feel her shuddering in the aftermath of her climax as he slowly pulled out of her. Even though he was nowhere close to his release and was raring to go, he lay beside her in silence, taking her in his arms and tenderly stroking her back as she clutched him firmly, shaking.

"That was brilliant," she breathed out, smiling in sexual satisfaction. Peter chuckled and softly kissed her. They lay there in silence for a long moment as Gwen took her time to slowly come down from her orgasmic high. Her body stopped shivering as she looked up at him.

"Such a nice boyfriend you are, taking care of me," she teased as her hand circled around his slick cock, and Peter groaned out as she started to stroke him to hardness once again. "But now, it's my turn to pleasure you, my love."

She pushed him firmly on his back and leaned over his prick so that her face was level with it. Slowly, she gave it a lick from top to bottom before licking up his shaft once again. Smirking, she leaned forward and slowly engulfed his cock inside her mouth. In no time, Gwen was bobbing her head up and down his cock, taking all of his length inside her wanton mouth. He could feel the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, but she was so used to this that her gag reflex didn't even kick in.

With a lewd pop, she took his cock out of her mouth and started to stroke it.

"Ready?" She asked with a sultry smirk and threw her leg over his body, straddling him. Her hand reached behind her and grabbed his throbbing erection before she lined it up against her snatch. With one firm shove, she had him buried inside her once again.

"Oh yes…" she moaned and planted her hands on his chest. Smiling, she started to rock her ass over his cock, taking him in and out of her.

Peter's eyes were fixed on the lovely sight of his alluring girlfriend fucking herself on his cock. Her tits swayed and bounced tantalizingly a few feet in front of him, and Peter reached up and grabbed them. Gwen moaned and intensified the ferocity of her movement as he began playing with her tits, squeezing the supple flesh and teasing her sensitive nubs.

Her fingers found her clit and Gwen started to rub herself furiously, desperately trying to drive herself to another orgasm. Meanwhile, Peter chased his first. He started to buck upward, slapping his hips against her ass and sending resounding clapping sounds reverberating throughout the room. He was sure Bruce and Betty could easily hear them but he found he couldn't care less. It wasn't as if they didn'tCCCCC have sex in this private cottage of theirs.

Gwen's hands gave away as she poured every bit of her focus into rocking her ass on his cock, and her movements intensified to the extent that she was bouncing on his lap. His hands which had previously been playing with her tits went to her waist as he kept her upright while his eyes feasted on the sight of his girlfriend's bouncing tits.

The tightening in his balls made him buck, and Gwen fell on top of him. Her lovely tits mashed against his chest as Peter wrapped his arms around her, pulling her firmly against himself. He planted his legs on the bed and started to furiously thrust upward, making her howl.

"Fuck yes!" She cried out as her second climax tore through her, and Peter grunted as he felt the head of his cock expand. Rope after rope of his hot, sticky cum shot inside her gushing pussy, as they lay there, breathing heavily and riding out their respective orgasms. Gwen could feel her pussy get flooded with his seed while Peter felt how her inner walls were gripping his cock.

Breathing heavily, Gwen slid off and cuddled up with him. Peter wrapped his arms around her and the couple fell asleep within moments.

To be continued...

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