Spider-Man of Earth 65: Chapter 170 - The Blade // Samantha Wilson, Rio Morales

Elbows on the kitchen island, Rio Morales drank a glass of lemon water in one hand. She had just finished her yoga session and wrapped her MILF body dressed in high-waisted black yoga pants that gave her ass a delicious peach shape and a low-cut purple top that, at this position, gave a glorious view of her tits, nipples and all. Her curls were tied up, tendrils clinging to her temple, skin glowing in that effortless way that comes after a good stretch and a better sunrise.

Rio sipped, breathing out. Her home was calm. No worries, no fears, everything was accounted for. Her son was in boarding school and she herself was studying in between evenings.

Her calm was broken when a literal celebrity came through.

Samantha Wilson jogged in, tall, lean, and all muscle, with long limbs that carried strength and grace in equal parts. Dressed in loose joggers and a gray tank top, she looked like a lioness on her rest day—still dangerous, but cool about it.

Rio’s eyes widened slightly. “W-wow. Hi!”

Samantha went to fetch a drink from the fridge. After a long gulp of water, she flashed the single mother a smile. “Rio, right? Good to see you.”

They passed each other in the hallways during their respective fuck sessions with Felix. Frankly, she couldn’t believe the real Captain America was here. She had been Felix’s bodyguard for a long period of time. From what she could tell, there had been tension but not sex. Now that the mission was over, she returned to get the dick she deserved. Rio couldn't blame the lady. Felix was that good. 

Rio set her glass down, chuckling nervously. She looked her up and down. “You’re so tall.”

Sam chuckled, brushing a hand over her braids. “I get that a lot. Yoga?”

“Just finished. Have to keep myself in shape.” She leaned back and put her hands on her hips. She didn't realize the small jiggle of her breasts. Samantha pretended not to notice.

To compare the two was to compare two entirely different football players. Just enjoy them. The black soldier was taller and with muscles while the latina MILF had the fatter ass and childbearing hips. In terms of cup size, they were identical, although on Rio’s frame and top they hung lower. They looked bigger. 

Sam leaned on the counter, eyes tracking Rio for a moment, thoughtful. “So… you and Felix. What’s the story there?”

Rio tore open a wrapper for a granola bar, smiling without looking. “You mean, what’s our label?”

“Something like that.”

Rio leaned back on the counter across from her, considering her words. “Felix is a hero. He doesn’t wear a cape, but everything he does—his choices, his sacrifices—it’s all for the world. Not just for us.”

“That’s not really an answer,” Samantha said. She took a sip of water while Rio's eyes drifted to the sun through the window.

“He’s a man who works so hard to spread his influence, to do good, that sometimes it requires being with others. Intimately, even. And I accept that. It’s not easy, but when I go online and I see the lives he’s touched—entire cities lifted, hospitals funded, families reunited—I can’t argue with that kind of impact.”

Sam blinked. “So… you’re okay with him sleeping around?”

“I’m okay with loving a man who’s destined to change the world,” Rio said, calm and grounded. “And I know he loves me. I feel it. In every touch. In every time he shows up without being asked. In the way he supports me—without hesitation.” She smiled, a little bittersweet. “I’ve been posting more on Instagram lately. Building confidence. Sharing pieces of myself. And he’s the first to like every single post. Always says the world should see me the way he does.”

“I…see.”

A loyal wife to the great man: that was the part she was playing. Women in Samantha’s era did that kind of thing all the time. It was respectable, perhaps, but not to her liking. 

“My dream is to be a doctor,” Rio said, voice quiet now. “And Felix is doing everything he can to help. Education, funding, resources. He’s never once tried to define me by our relationship.”

“I respect that but…are you certain?”

“I used to be a cop's wife. I've had worse.”

“Ah…”

She looked over at Samantha again. “It’s like… nothing he does is a red flag. Which is crazy, right? Because usually there’s something. But he’s just…so nice. He treats my family right, he’s never patient or loses his temper.” She laughed. “Actually, I probably should have started with this—I met him when he wasn’t great. When he was my neighbour and he was a broke college student.”

“Ahh.”

“So I understand him. I get him. I see how he’s changed and been forced to change. I support the way he changes and he supports mine.” That was when Rio blinked. “Oh, speaking of, would you like to do a livestream with me?”

“Livestream?” Samantha questioned.

Rio grinned. “Just a short one. I barely have any followers anyway. We’ll say hi, smile, show the pool. That sort of thing.”

Samantha looked away. “That seems…risky. Might compromise the location.”

“Oh, come on, it’ll only be for a couple minutes.” Samantha couldn’t stop her and Rio tapped her phone screen. “Three… two… one…”

The red circle lit up. They were live.

“Hi everyone!” Rio said, her voice sunny. “Okay so… this is not a drill. I’m here, in Puerto Rico, with none other than Captain America herself!”

She panned over to Samantha, who gave a classic two-finger salute and said, “Hello, everyone.”

The chat began to trickle in. Rio laughed and put the phone down on the kitchen island. By accident, she gave a generous reveal of her cleavage. 

< fruitbabe420: THAT’S SAMANTHA WILSON???
< coolgirl77: she’s so fine I’m gonna cry

Some were skeptical. Samantha smiled good-naturedly. “Yes, I’m really her. Yes, I can show the scars.”

Rio laughed. “Don’t tempt them, Cap. The internet’s too thirsty.”

Suddenly—

Thwap, thwap, thwap!

The sound echoed in the background. Rhythmic, confident, and startling because there was only one thing that could make that kind of sound: flesh. Flesh upon flesh. Rio blinked, looked over her shoulder, eyes going wide. The camera caught it just before she could turn it.

From the hallway, emerging into full frame like some kind of unbothered Greek statue-in-motion, was Felix Faeth. There was a towel in his hand, not on his waist, exposing his horse dong. A white man’s wet dream made into reality. Black hair with mahogany at the tips, nearly six-foot, and certainly with a lean body and muscles that were simply perfect and agile. The big dick slapped his thigh one last time as he stopped mid-stride, fully inside the kitchen, and greeted them. 

“Hey, you two. Glad to see you’re up.”

Both pairs of eyes went down. A huge double coke-sized flaccid cock was right there. Right in front of thousands of viewers. Right in front of them.

“Felix!!”

Rio lunged for her phone, panicking as the chat EXPLODED.

< noschlongpls: 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

< trappedooor: BRO I WAS NOT READY

< brother9: white cock flashbang 😭😭

< simp94: I just saw bwc

< goated1: as a black man, this annoys the fuck out of me. Why do the white boys gotta take everything? Why is my meat so much smaller!?

< bigneat: dude has three times more meat than me and im white too. I relate my brother 

The latina's boobs wobbled into the camera as she gasped and pressed the power off button. Except that didn't stop the stream. Rio could still hear the audio of the chat. So she turned the phone back on and had to click the turn-off button from there. Which…

“Where is it, where is it…?”

She couldn’t find it.

Welp. Talk about a livestream fail.

Felix stopped mid-step, realized what was happening, and gave an apologetic wave, towel now modestly draped over one shoulder instead of anywhere useful.

“...Sorry,” he said, voice half-gravel, half-oh-no.

Rio finally managed to hit the END button, collapsing face-down on the kitchen counter.

Silence.

Samantha put a slow palm to her face. “The black community is going to hate me.”

Rio groaned into her arms. “I’m gonna have to delete my account, aren’t I?”

“S-sorry.”

A big dick could have devastating effects on a woman’s reputation. Felix did not know that until now. 

In his head, Felix instructed the Symbiote to tell Herbie: ‘Wipe any and all evidence of that stream. Rub the internet clean.’ 

“So, uh…” Felix rubbed the back of his head. “Want to play some pool volleyboy? We have enough players, right?”

***

Hours later, the sun hung high in Puerto Rico. The pool sparkled like liquid sapphire. Inside the pool, ready for a round of volleyball, the women lounged: Rio, Samantha, and Jubilee. Felix stood at one end of the pool volleyball net. Surprisingly and uncharacteristically, although it was hard to see because he was half-way engulfed in water, he was in speedos.

It was a personal request from Rio. During her and Jefferson's honeymoon, she used to make her ex-husband rock speedos at the beach. Big, jacked cop with a decent cock and big set of nuts, she loved how masculine he appeared. She loved seeing other girls and even some guys just stare at his package. She always found big balls especially masculine and Jefferson, to her delight, was gifted with a huge bulge. For two whole days, she said she would lay there and pretend not to notice, while getting super turned on by essentially showing him off. Apparently they always had the best vacation sex.

Until Felix. Until he showed her a man could have a huge cock and huge balls. When it wasn’t just one but both. Consequently, his bulge was a constant threat to his speedos. Rio laughed when she saw it and loved the reactions Jubilee and Samantha had. 

Anyway, on his side of the net was the curvy Latina MILF. Her dark hair was tied up in a loose bun, and her red bikini clung to her voluptuous figure like it was painted on. Every movement sent her ample breasts bouncing, and Felix couldn’t help but smirk as he caught himself glancing her way more than once. 

“Ready to win this, Rio?” 

Rio flashed him a sultry smile, dropping her knees to get into position. “Always.”

Across the net, Samantha Wilson and Jubilee were already in position. Samantha, the jacked and statuesque Captain America, looked every bit the warrior she was. Her toned arms flexed as she stretched, her white bikini contrasting sharply against her deep brown skin. She cracked her knuckles and grinned. “You two better bring your A-game,” she called out, her voice teasing but laced with challenge. “Because we’re not holding back.”

Jubilee, the lean and energetic Asian beauty, bounced on the balls of her feet, the water splashing. Her hot pink bikini caught the sunlight and her eyes were caught by the trance of Felix’s speedo. Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail that swished. “Oh, we’re gonna destroy you,” Jubilee said, pointing at Felix with a playful smirk. “And when we win, you’re buying us drinks.”

Felix chuckled. “We’ll see about that.”

The game began with a serve from Samantha, her powerful arm sending the ball soaring over the net with precision. Rio lunged to return it, her breasts jiggling as she moved, but Jubilee was already there, spiking it back with a sharp smack. Felix dove for the ball and managed to keep it in play. The intensity of the game quickly escalated, each team trading volleys with increasing ferocity, and soon Rio couldn’t keep up.

Felix picked up the slack, however. He received, had Rio set him up and then spiked. He earned a point.

“Nice!”

Rio and Felix high-fived. Next round, however, didn’t go so well when the SHIELD Agent suddenly spiked a ball at Rio. Felix couldn’t get to her in time. It was their point.

They decided to play for fifteen points. Rio had the stamina but not the explosive energy to keep it going for a long time. It was only fair.

After a long series of back and forths with no spikes, the pool water spilling from the sport, Samantha decided she wasn’t about to be outdone. She leaped into the air, her toned legs propelling her with athletic ease, and slammed the ball back over the net with a force that made Felix whistle in appreciation. 

The eighth point went to Samantha and Jubilee.

Felix whistled. “You’ve been holding out on me.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Samantha shot back, her eyes gleaming with competitive fire.

Next point was again dominated by the pair. Jubilee was a whirlwind of energy and managed to catch Rio again. The older woman simply couldn’t keep up.

The game continued, the tension building with every point scored getting closer and closer to fifteen. When the female duo reached the double-digits, Felix decided to try harder and harder. Even against Captain America, the Spider-Ling was confident in his odds. Sweat glistened on their skin, and the air was thick with the sound of laughter, taunts, and the occasional splash as someone dove into the pool to save a stray ball. Felix and Rio worked together seamlessly, their chemistry undeniable, but Samantha and Jubilee were a force to be reckoned with.

“Ha!” 

Felix received and sent the ball soaring high into the air, hanging for a moment like a challenge waiting to be met. Samantha was going to receive it no doubt. Jubilee’s eyes narrowed as she tracked its trajectory, and then, with a mischievous grin, she made her move. A move that was probably illegal in an official match. She waddled over, reached out and yanked down Felix’s speedos, exposing his thick, veiny cock to the warm afternoon air.

Felix froze, his eyes widening in surprise as Samantha seized the opportunity. She leaped into the air, her powerful body a blur of motion, and spiked the ball with all her might. It slammed into the water on Felix and Rio’s side of the net, sending up a spray of water that drenched them both.

“Looks like we win.” Samantha declared, landing with a triumphant grin. 

Jubilee burst into laughter and clapped her hands together. “Should have put some official rules!” she crowed, her eyes sparkling with glee.

Felix shook his head, a slow smile spreading across his face. A hand on his hip, his speedos floated. “Cheaters,” he said, though there was no real anger in his voice. “But I’ll give you this one.”

Rio laughed, wringing out her hair and pressed herself against Felix. She owned him, unlike them. “Next time, we’re not letting them get away with that.”

Samantha crossed her arms over her chest. Her big smile suddenly faded. She wasn’t looking at them, she was looking at something or rather someone that had appeared at the edge of the pool. Felix wasn’t caught off-guard. He knew who this was and why they were here. He told Aaron in advance to just let them down. Not be suspicious about our level of security, he told Aaron, and he made sure to do that. He made sure to make this mansion seem casual.

Samantha nodded at Felix. Rio, confused, looked back and blinked. Felix smiled at Rio, silently telling her to stay, and calmly climbed out of the pool. Water trailing down his toned frame, hair slicked back, completely naked.

Vice-Director Nick Fury stood at the edge of the patio, arms crossed, wearing his usual all-black attire like someone had summoned him from the shadows with a dramatic jazz cue. Just Fury being Fury.

Standing next to him?

‘Agent Blade. SHIELD databases have a GPS signature in the back of his neck. He has one of the most advanced healing factors in the world. Some sort of born genetic disorder that attacks any alien substances in his body. Supposedly, it eliminates any chance of him being rendered helpless or maimed from the inside.’ 

Agent Blade’s file was locked up tight. No digital evidence. Felix didn’t want to go and infiltrate the Heli-carrier, so he had Herbie look at other pieces of evidence. There was no way SHIELD could hide anything and everything—and they didn’t. Agent Blade fought in War World I. Agent Blade was likely born in London. However, it wasn’t as a soldier. Allegedly, he was a mercenary or, according to one newspaper in 1962, a vampire hunter.

From everything he could collect, he was a dangerous and somewhat unstable man. There was a reason SHIELD put a tracking chip on him. Black leather trench, sunglasses, permanent frown, he looked like he got lost on his way to a Matrix sequel.

Felix, still gloriously naked, just nodded at the one man he did know. “Vice-Director Fury.”

“Felix,” Fury replied dryly. “Nice sunny day, isn’t it?”

Felix nodded, hands on his hips, absolutely unfazed. “So?”

Fury took one long pause, then simply said, “We’re here to collect Jubilee.” He gave a pointed glance at Felix, and then a side-eye at Jubilee. “Looks like she slept with you and still didn’t convince you, huh?”

Felix shrugged. “She gave it a try. Just not persuasive enough.”

Jubilee held up her hands defensively from the pool. “Okay, in my defense, he has a really big dick. How was I supposed to negotiate after that?”

Blade, arms now also crossed, looked Felix up and down. His jaw clenched. His shades didn’t even hide the glare.

The white cock was absolutely MASSIVE. Must be a shocking and incredibly humbling experience to compare. Blade looked to Fury. “You didn’t tell me we were recruiting the damn Adonis of Silicon Valley.”

Fury let out this sort-of amused snort. “I told you he was impressive.”

“Yeah, well, he’s swinging more than IQ points. Jesus.”

Fury sighed like a man who regretted everything. “We plan to use both, assuming you’re interested.”

“In joining SHIELD? Sorry,” Felix said.

“You were going to let this motherfucker into SHIELD,” Blade continued, voice still monotone but words soaked in deeply contained panic. “This is a threat. I’m a threat to criminals. He’s a threat to marriages. You see this guy walk into a room, every man’s back straightens. That ain’t right.”

Felix remained as chill as an iceberg. “Would it help if I said I rarely leave sought married women?”

“No,” Blade said.

Felix finally accepted a towel tossed from the pool by Rio—mostly as a courtesy—and draped it over one shoulder. Still not covering anything.

“Are you sure you won’t reconsider?” Fury asked, hands in his pockets, totally unfazed. 

“I won’t lie and say I’m not thinking about it,” Felix responded. “But you’re not exactly a quiet organization. I mean, this guy here has a sword. I’m not into swords. I enjoy quiet.”

Blade muttered under his breath, “Not into swords, motherfucker has a sword between his legs.

“Eric, shut up,” Fury said dully.

Blade threw up his hands. “I’m just saying, man! As a black man, we’re out here trying to keep the myth alive, and you bring in this dude? You’re ruining the curve!” He sighed, he turned, and he walked away.

Fury reacted much differently. He had nothing but respect for his big cock.

“Can I be honest with you? I'm not the one that's here.”

“...?”

“I mean I am under orders. Director Carter was adamant I try to lean on our friendship.”

“Friendship?”

The confusion was shared, it seemed. “Old age must be messing with her hand, because I said the same thing, only in my head. All the drugs are probably catching up to her and I’m guessing she thinks your new Super Soldier Serum can stop it.” 

“I figured as much.”

“Word of advice: SHIELD does good. I think you’d make a great fit. But the choice is up to you and to be honest, I’d have other uses for you. You’d make a perfect agent.”

“Haha, thanks.”

Nick extended a hand. “Good luck.” He peeked over his shoulder. Samantha was listening intently. The Vice-Director gave a silent male-understood look: “Remember to pull out. That Super Soldier pussy is built different.”

Felix laughed a little and shook his hand. Nick Fury wasn’t a friend but he certainly wasn’t an enemy. Director Carter was the driving force behind SHIELD and she, in his opinion, wasn’t to his liking. 

“Honestly, if it was you who was the Director, I might be more enticed.”

“You say that, but trust me, I’d be just as grueling as her,” Nick replied. “Jubilee, get up. You’re leaving.”

“Yes, sir!” No debate, no pouting, the Asian chick in the hot pink bikini hopped out of the pool and stood at attention. He gave a nod and she exited the area.

“Thanks for taking care of her. I’ll use her as a spy next time.”

“Ha. Sure.”

With that, Nick Fury was gone.

Only Rio and Samantha were left. He turned and thwap! All attention went to his cock. He walked. Thwap, thwap, thwap! He decided to lay down and relax. 

“Where do you think you're going?”

He smiled knowingly. Yep, this was happening. A team-up between Rio Morales and Samantha Wilson, sweaty and wet in their bikinis. A soft pair of hands wrapped her fingers around the base. It was Rio. He glanced down and saw the two women. They knelt at opposite sides of his seat; Rio to his left, Samantha to his right. 

Samantha let out a low whistle. “Look at this monster,” she said, her voice husky as she reached out to stroke the length of Felix’s cock with her fingertips. “This isn’t just a cock, Rio. This is a fucking weapon.”

Both hands came together to meet in the middle. They were jerking him off. 

Felix leaned back in his chair, his hands gripping the armrests. He didn’t need to say a word—his manhood spoke for him. His cock, still soft, began to thicken under their attention, the blood rushing to fill it as they explored him with their hands and words. He let out a low groan, his head tipping back as Rio’s fingers traced the veins along the underside.

“Look at it,” Rio whispered, her breath hot against his shaft as she leaned in closer. “It’s already getting hard. It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” She angled the cock to her side, standing up high on her knees, and opened her mouth, her tongue flicking out to lick a slow, wet stripe from the base to the tip. Felix hissed through his teeth.

The ebony hands of the Super Soldier cradled his balls, her fingers gently kneading the soft sac. “Getting fully hard, I see.”

Felix’s cock was fully erect now, a towering pillar of flesh that pulsed with every beat of his heart. Rio wrapped her lips around the tip, sucking gently as her tongue swirled around the sensitive head. Her hands moved to stroke the shaft in tandem with her mouth, her fingers sliding up and down in a smooth, practiced rhythm. Samantha, meanwhile, focused on his balls. Tongue doing laps around each testicle. 

With no warning, Rio slammed down. His entire cock was deepthroated. 

“Oh fuck—!”

She heaved and lifted herself off. His cock bounced back into the open air, only for Samantha to do exactly what the opposing woman did and deepthroat every fucking inch.

‘Holy fuck. Holy fuck—!’ 

The two women who could take down his cock with the most ease. The two women who pushed him the hardest. Rio was slower and stayed balls-deep longer. Samantha added a couple bobs. Up and down, up and down, before handing it off to Rio.

They were a dynamic duo. A muscular super soldier black woman and a latina MILF with extra experience.

The combination was overwhelming. Felix groaned louder, his hips rocking forward when Rio just fucking stayed there. It was agonizing! His white pipe found her throat far too tight and relished the gulp of air. But in the next beat, Samantah took over and her head bobbed up and down with increasing speed. 

“W-wait…!”

This was it. They knew he was about to cum. So while Samantha was bobbing down on his cock, Rio started licking and sucking at his balls as if they were the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted. 

So he came. He came and Samantha gobbled up every fucking millileter of his cum. Nick Fury’s warning was correct, albeit in the incorrect context. Forget her pussy, her throat was something else. She gulped him down until his was done unloading.

“F-fuck…”

Guess what?

They kept going. No beat was missed, no acknowledgment of his load, they simply decided to move onto the next. Individually, Rio Morales and Samantha Wilson were sexual beasts all on their own. Together, they were outright overwhelming him.

“W-wait uuppp—!” He hissed again when Samantha worshipped his left nut while Rio focused solely on sucking his tip. She was cleaning him off. 

After that, they went to their real strategy: massage and deepthroating. Samantha did the massaging while Rio did the

The sensations were too much—Felix could feel the pressure building in his sack, his orgasm rising faster than he’d ever experienced. The deepthroat and massage to the balls were a heavenly combo. Throughout most of it, he was seeing white.

He swore. He cursed. He groaned.

“C-cumming!”

Felix couldn’t hold it any longer. In what must have been twenty or so seconds, he erupted, his cum shooting out in thick, white ropes that splattered across both women’s faces. Rio intentionally left his cock at the moment of explosion and giggled, her tongue darting out to catch some of it as it landed on her lips. Samantha laughed, his cumshots missing her at first. His cock bounced and pulsed and moved side to side. Huge splatters of white baby batter reached the pool even. Ultimately, however, without any kind of control, his load only managed to paint their faces with three or four spurs.

Breathing heavily, Felix eyed his work only to fall back down. “F-fuuuck…” His balls were straining. The super soldier wiped the mess from her cheeks.

Rio stared in awe at Felix’s still-throbbing cock. “That was incredible.”

Samantha grinned, licking her lips and then—eliciting a loud groan from the male—leaned in to suck on Felix’s balls once more. “We’re not done yet,” she murmured, her voice muffled as her mouth worked over his sensitive flesh. “We’re gonna make you cum again, Felix. And this time, it’s gonna be even better.”

These two…

They weren’t stopping. 

“We’re gonna empty your balls,” Rio promised, sitting up straight and just jerking him off. She wanted him nice and hard. “Every last drop, Felix. We’re gonna make sure you’re completely drained.”

Felix groaned, his body trembling as the two women resumed their worship, only this time it was solely their tongues. He closed his eyes, not bothering to look, only imagining twin tongues working in perfect harmony to bring him to another explosive climax. It was all focused on the tip too.

Their smiles. Their technique. His balls shuddered. This was only the beginning—Rio and Samantha were determined to wreck him, and he was more than willing to let them.

He nutted a third time. It wasn’t a rapid show of cum, it was like a fountain. Slowly bubbling up and then exploding. Slow erupting nuts like that were beyond intense.

There was more to come too. Far more.

…

…

…

At first, he dominated like he always did. He got them to shriek and whimper and cry out upon the greatest climax, “CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMIIIN~!”

But soon, after a blur of rounds, and creampies, Felix felt himself getting winded. It wasn’t the stamina so much it was the back to back nuts. Rio and Samantha made him climax fast. Far too fast. 

Felix panted, hips slamming into Rio Morales’s soaked, trembling cunt. Her moans echoed across the empty pool area, mingling with the sound of skin slapping skin. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, her heels digging into the small of his back as she clung to him. Her breasts—god, her breasts—were pressed flush against his chest, the softness of them molding to his hard muscles as she arched her back, crying out with another orgasm.

They were standing and fucking, standing and fucking.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

“Felix! Feliiiix! You’re going to kill me,” Rio gasped, her nails raked down his back. Her brown eyes were half-lidded, glazed with pleasure, and her lips parted as she panted for breath. She had been riding orgasm after orgasm for what felt like hours, her body trembling with wave after wave of ecstasy. Felix’s cock was buried deep inside her, throbbing and pulsing as he stretched her tight, wet pussy to its limits.

His hands went down to grip her ass cheeks—firm, full, and perfectly round. He squeezed them hard, marveling at their softness and how they perfectly filled his palms. “You’re killing me, Rio,” he growled,. “You’re so fucking tight, I can’t stop.”

Rio gasped as he shifted his angle, his thick cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside her. Her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down around him as another orgasm ripped through her. “Yes! Oh god, yes!” she cried, her hips grinding against his desperately. “I’M CUMMIIING~!”

Felix’s breath hitched, his stamina finally beginning to wane. He had been fucking Rio and Samantha for hours, his cock never softening, his balls never emptying. But now, for the first time in what felt like forever, he could feel the fatigue creeping in. His thrusts slowed, growing deeper and more deliberate as he focused on drawing out every ounce of pleasure they both could feel.

Rio’s hands tightened on his shoulders as she felt the change in his pace. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice a desperate whimper. “Please, Felix, I need you! I need this…!”

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

Felix leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Their lips met softly at first, a tender exploration that quickly turned heated. Rio’s lips parted beneath his, inviting him in. Their tongues tangled, the kiss growing more urgent as they lost themselves in each other. Felix’s hips moved slowly now, grinding into her with a deep, sensual rhythm that had Rio whimpering into his mouth.

Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened. She could feel every inch of him—every vein, every ridge—as he moved inside her, stretching her impossibly wide. Her breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples hardening as they rubbed against his skin.

“Cumming, cumming, cummiiiing~!” Rio’s eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze. “Felix, I’m going to come again! Don’t stoooop…”

He didn’t. Felix kissed her again, his thrusts growing slower but deeper, each one driving her closer to the edge. Rio writhed, her pussy clenching around him as another orgasm tore through her. Her cries were muffled against his lips, her body trembling with the intensity of it.

Felix groaned as he felt her tighten around him, his cock throbbing as he finally gave in to his own release. He buried himself deep inside her, his hips jerking as he pumped her full of his cum. 

Rio gasped as she felt him fill her, her body still shuddering with the aftershocks of her orgasm. “Felix…” she whispered, her voice soft and breathless and her eyes losing focus. “Feliiiix~!”

But even as he felt his cum ruining her pussy for the upteenth, he noted that it wasn’t as much as before. His balls were beginning to empty,.

Felix kissed her again, his lips moving gently against hers. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his hands caressing her sides as he slowly pulled out of her. He sat down on a nearby chair. 

As soon as his cock slipped out of Rio’s pussy, half-soft and dripping with their combined fluids, Samantha Wilson moved. The black super soldier had been lying on the poolside, her body exhausted and both her holes still dripping with Felix’s previous creampies. But she wasn’t done yet.

Samantha’s hands grabbed Rio’s waist, lifting her off Felix’s lap with ease. Felix barely had time to react before Samantha was on him, her hand wrapping around his cock and jerking him back to full mast.

Felix chuckled, his dick protesting as Samantha positioned herself over him. She quickly jerked him off and restored his full erection. Her breasts heaved heavily from panting. 

Acting on pure instinct, she dropped down, taking his cock in one swift motion. Felix’s head fell back as she began to ride him wild with a super soldier’s stamina. Her hips moved frantically, her pussy gripping him tightly as she took control.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes! This is it! This cock! THIS COCCKK~!” 

Rio watched, her body still trembling, as Samantha took Felix to the edge once more. The poolside was a mess of sweat, cum, and moans, but none of them cared. They made a promise to empty him and they would do just that.

Felix’s breath hitched as Samantha’s powerful thighs clenched around his hips, her body lifting and falling with a relentless rhythm that left him gasping. She rode him like a woman possessed, her dark skin glistening under the soft glow of the rising sun. Her eyes locked onto his, and there was a smirk playing on her lips—a smirk that was equal parts teasing and triumphant.

”Your cock feels so good inside me, Felix.” Samantha laughed. It wasn’t arrogant, it was actually very kind. Maybe mildly teasing. ”But I think you’re getting tired. Aren’t you?”

Felix laughed in turn, his hands gripping her waist as he tried to keep up with her pace. But she was taking control right now. This wasn’t about stamina really, it was about trying not to nut early. 

Her hips slammed down harder, her pussy squeezing his cock with a force that made him moan. ”Admit it. You’re mine now.”

Felix’s jaw tightened, his pride stinging more than his spent body. Again, she was half-right. His stamina, usually infinite, was waning simply because all the energy went to his balls. His cock throbbed inside her, but his orgasms were less potent now, his cum less abundant. Still, he wasn’t about to let her have the last word.

“If you’re so sure I’m done, then why are you clinging to me like a lifeline?” he shot back, grinning. 

Samantha’s smirk faltered for a moment, but then she leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest. ”Because I love feeling you inside me,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. ”But don’t worry, Felix. I’ll take every last drop from you.”

Her hips picked up speed, her thighs flexing as she drove him deeper into her. He went to grab her black booty cheeks. They were firm, round, and perfectly sculpted, the heat of her skin searing his palms. He squeezed them, feeling the tight muscles beneath her soft flesh, and she moaned, her rhythm faltering for just a moment.

”That’s it.” Captain America gasped. ”Touch me. Fuck me! Give me everything you’ve got!"

Felix growled, his hips bucking upward to meet her downward thrusts. Their bodies moved in perfect sync, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. Super soldier versus Spider-Man.

"Oh god, this cock is the best! I-I can't believe a cock can be so good! Felix! Oh Feliiiix! Where have you been all my life!"

"Heh, bet you're glad you came to this era, huh?"

"Sooo glad! I've never, hngghh, I've never seen a cock like this! I've never FELT a cock like this! It's so good, it's so good, it's SO GOOOOOD~!" Another hammering orgasm. She was beginning to lose it. "THIS COCKK! I LOVE THIS ERA! I LOVE THIS COCK! I LOVE ITTTTT!"

Super soldier pussy. Good god. It couldn't been tighter. His cock loved it too and the tight coil of pleasure built in his balls. Somehow, he knew it wouldn’t be as explosive as before.

”CUM FOR ME. LET ME FEEL YOU INSIDE ME! SHOW ME THIS ERA'S SEEED~!"

Felix’s balls felt caught up halfway as his orgasm hit him. It was weaker than usual, his cum spurting inside her in smaller bursts, but it was still enough to make her cry out in pleasure. She repeated, "That's it, that's it, give me all that white cum!" The super soldier then shuddered, her body going rigid as she came twice in a row.

Biologically, the super soldier serum made her greater. That included her need to fuck and receive creampies. In that sense, she was superior to the older Rio. Her biological clock was not ticking. No, it was primed up as it could be for a male seed; for a child.

When it was over, they both collapsed, their bodies slick with sweat and spent from hours of relentless sex. Samantha smirked down at him, her chest heaving. ”Hehe, you’re slowing down, Felix. I can feel it.”

Well, like he had mentioned oh-so many times, it wasn’t a matter of the totality of his stamina; it was the built up effects from constant premature ejaculation. So he decided to ignore it. He wasn’t about to let her have the last word. With a burst of energy, he flipped her onto her back, pinning her beneath him. Samantha’s eyes widened in surprise, but then she grinned, her legs wrapping around his waist.

”Oh, are we going for round two?” He was still inside and she was filled with anticipation. ”I was wondering when you’d take control.”

Felix didn’t answer. Instead, he reeled back and then drove his cock into her with a force that made her gasp. Her pussy was still slick from their previous encounter, and he moved with a roughness that bordered on desperation. Samantha moaned, her nails digging into his back as he fucked her with everything he had left.

“Oh god, yessss! This cock goes sooo deep! It’s reaching my womb! It’s stretching me ouuutt!”

Felix’s hips moved frantically, his cock sinking deep into her with every thrust. He could feel her clenching around him, her body writhing beneath his. Samantha’s moans grew louder, her legs tightening around him as she urged him on. She loved this—loved feeling him take control, just as much as she loved dominating him.

And Felix? He thought he could last but he couldn’t. He groaned, his hips stuttering as he came inside her, his cum spurting into her already well-used pussy. Samantha cried out, her own climax hitting her moments later, her muscled dark-skinned figure trembling beneath the white man.

When it was over, they lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together. Samantha smirked up at him, her eyes dark with satisfaction. ”You’re not as unstoppable as you think you are,” she teased, her voice soft and teasing.

Felix growled, his pride wounded but his body too exhausted to argue. He rolled off her, his chest heaving as he stared up at the rising sun. Samantha curled up beside him, her body pressed against his, and for a moment, they simply lay there, spent but satisfied.

But Felix knew this wasn’t over. Not yet. He glanced over at Rio, who was watching them with a sly smile on her lips. His cock twitched in response, and he knew it was only a matter of time before the night’s endless ecstasy began anew.

…

…

…

It was nighttime. Again.

How long had they fucked for? Just look at the massive pool of creamy cum oozing from Rio and Samantha’s cunts. They were laid out, arms and legs wide, and smiling. 

Felix was in between them. In the middle, his own legs slightly bowed out, his dick and balls empty. This was the first time he had ever fucked for this long. In the past, there was always a limit. An event or a responsibility.

But for however long it was, two or three or maybe even four days, he gave everything he had. Eating food in between, drinking water, and so on and so forth. Whenever Samantha was exhausted, Rio would take over. And whenever it was most advantageous, both of them went at it and wrung his cock dry.

The stars twinkled, having bore witness to the superhuman sex that had taken place.

“The night is beautiful.” Rio’s words broke a sort of stupor in the trio. This woman, biologically older and without the gift of a superhuman, was truly the most incredible of them. No super soldier serum or spider-bite or Extremis; all she needed was her own libido, a good diet, and a rocking hot MILF body to keep up with them.

“Yeah, it isn’t, isn’t?” Felix heaved. His dick felt…well, he could go more. Extremis made it so that on a biological level, he could never run out. At the same time, there was what he called a safe limit. Going past that limit could be painful. He didn’t want to do that. This contentment of having finally emptied his balls…it was fresh. It was amazing.

His flaccid schlong drippled with remnants of cum. A huge string of cum connected him and the ladies holes. The hefty length itself was splattered on the floor like a dead eel. The size was still bigger than most men could dream of, but for once, it seemed feasible. It seemed human.

Subconsciously, Rio’s hands drifted and connected with Felix’s. Rio closed her eyes, smiling with the love of a satisfied woman and the hand of her most cherished.

Meanwhile, Samantha watched them. She smiled, but did not join them. She couldn’t. What Rio and Felix had was special. 

***

That morning, the Puerto Rican sky was a deep, orange canvas with only a sun in view. Crickets sang in the distance and the sound of the ocean played like a distant lullaby. At the end of the long, winding driveway, the wrought-iron gates of the Morales mansion stood half-open.

Samantha Wilson walked toward him, boots clicking lightly against the stone. Her duffel bag was slung over her shoulder. She was in cargo pants and a snug black T-shirt.

But her breath hitched when she saw him.

A devastatingly attractive white male, barefoot on the warm stone path and wearing absolutely nothing but the moonlight: Felix Faeth. Her lover for the past week had his schlong hanging out like the cold was nothing. Like it was normal. Like the breeze brushing across his skin was all the coverage he needed.

“…Felix,” Samantha greeted, pausing.

He tilted his head, as if confused by her hesitation. “You’re leaving?”

“Early call time tomorrow,” Samantha said quickly. “Back to New York. SHIELD check-in.”

“You sure?” he asked. “You could stay one more night.”

Samantha swallowed. She wasn’t the type to blush—but her ears were definitely getting warm.

“You’re naked,” she blurted.

“I know.” His voice was maddeningly casual. “Didn’t feel like putting anything on.”

Samantha couldn’t stop staring. “Y-you’re making this harder than it should be.”

“You did promise to empty my balls. You succeeded, so why leave? Don’t think you can do it again?”

“T-that’s…”

Felix pushed himself off, cock and balls fully exposed. Temptation itself. Thwap, thwap, he walked, cock swinging. He was close now. Too close. The air between them shifted. Heat met heat.

“Come on. Rio loved it too, you know.”

Samantha gulped and looked away. “I-I can't. I just can't.”

“Suck my dry? I don’t know about that.”

Those fat balls of his…fuck, Samantha shuddered. “That's not…it.”

“You’re beautiful when you’re flustered,” he murmured.

Samantha hated that her knees felt like static. She hated that she didn’t move back. And most of all, she hated that he knew it.

“I really should—” she started.

But his hands were already on her waist. Pulling her in. She didn’t resist.

They kissed—sharp and slow, like the answer to a question neither of them dared ask out loud. His hand slid down, gripping her ass with a firm, appreciative squeeze. She gasped against his mouth, fingers tightening in the fabric of his shirtless shoulder that wasn’t even there.

That ass was amazing and made for back shots. The hips to ass ratio, the shape and the size, phew. It deserved to be America’s Ass. The Super Soldier leaned in before her mind could stop it. For one long, dizzying moment, she let herself melt into him.

But she was still Captain America. She still had an ironclad willpower. She pulled back, breathless, stepping away like it took everything she had. 

“I am sorry but…”

“A soldier to the end, huh?” He smiled, pulled away, and even stepped aside. “Go ahead. I’m not here to make you stay forcibly.”

“Yes.” In place of a gulp was a confident nod. Her decision was made. “Goodnight, Felix.”

She turned and walked back toward the waiting car, every step firm with the kind of restraint only a super soldier could manage. Felix watched her go, hands in his pockets—well, where his pockets would be if he were wearing anything.

“Another time, Cap,” he called.

Samantha Wilson didn’t look back. But her hand twitched like it wanted to wave. She'd never feel another man in her after that dicking.

And maybe next time, she would.