Wonder Woman looks at you as you enter the room carrying her lasso she has only one question what do you want she says through gritted teeth
“Mnhh…” Wonder Woman moaned blissfully as she slowly leaned up. Her body was still reeling in exhaustion after having reached climax. She looked down at the limp body of Spider-Man who laid beneath her. His tight, lean frame and masked face had stains of cum, signifying their sexual encounter last night. Diana took a moment to admire his gorgeous body and the outline of his soft cock between his legs. She was quite satisfied with their sexual encounter. In fact, she was impressed that such a young man who was smaller than her was even able to fuck her so good.
It had been such an intense and pleasurable night that even now, as the sun began to rise above them, she could still feel Spider-Man's weight on top of her. She lay there for a moment, enjoying the sensation and taking in his strong scent. Despite being somewhat sore between her legs from their exertions, Wonder Woman found herself wanting more. Perhaps it was the thrill of submission to someone so young and unassuming, or maybe it was just the simple joy of physical intimacy with another person.
With a light sigh, Diana rolled Spider-Man off of her onto his back and sat up, taking in the breathtaking sight of the Themyscira forest as it stretched out before her. Her skin glistened with sweat from their lovemaking, accentuating every curve and muscle. She looked down at Peter's sleeping form for a moment, admiring his well-toned body and the way he seemed to relax into slumber so easily. He was truly something else. As she stood up, she let out a soft gasp as her legs almost gave way beneath her. Her ass and thighs were still sore and quivering from last night, all because of this young teen hero who was still asleep.
Diana winced, taking a moment to stretch her aching muscles as she made her way over to the edge of the bed. She looked down at Peter, wanting to wake him up for more lovemaking but reluctant to disturb his sleep. Instead, she gently ran her fingers over the curve of his tight ass and let out a soft, content sigh. He truly was an amazing lover, and she couldn't help but feel lucky that their encounter had turned out the way it did.
Gathering up some of her clothing from the floor, she began to dress herself, revealing glimpses of toned thighs and firm breasts as she did so.
Meanwhile, Peter had been sleeping soundly. He twitched slightly as he felt her fingers trail across his ass cheek and down the back of his thigh. His dreams were filled with images of their passionate lovemaking from the night before; his face flushed red as the memory of Wonder Woman's body arching beneath him returned to him. His cock twitched in anticipation of more, but Peter was so deeply asleep that he didn't even notice.
The sun was high overhead now, bathing the forest in warm light as Diana carefully made her way over to the bed. It was time to wake up Spider-Man so they could both begin their day... but something stopped her. The sight of him sleeping so peacefully beneath her touch, his body relaxed and trusting, filled her with a strange mix of tenderness and possessiveness. She watched him for another moment, wondering if it was wrong to want to keep him all to herself like this.
With a sigh, she gently brushed her fingers across his cheek, then down the length of his spine until they reached his ass. A shudder ran through her body at the sight of his cute ass, and she bit her lip to suppress the moan that threatened to escape.
Wonder Woman was torn between the urge to wake Peter up and have more fun with him, and wanting to just hold on to this moment a little longer. Her heart raced as she bent down, brushing her lips against his bulge before whispering softly, "Mmm... good morning, Spider-Man." She was a noble woman who had a code of honor, yet she felt so strongly for this younger male and couldn’t help but inhale his musky scent as she placed a gentle kiss against his sheathed bulge, her back arching and her ass sticking out in the air.
The warmth of the sun caressed her naked skin as Diana stood over Spider-Man, her expression a mixture of desire and affection. Her fingers trailed lightly down his back, feeling every muscle beneath them before coming to rest on the tight globes of his ass. She squeezed gently, reveling in the firmness of him and the way it made her loins throb with longing. She was so horny for this masked teen.
Wonder Woman felt the surge of power and dominance flow through her as she gazed down at Peter, his cute ass inviting her touch. Her fingers danced across his cheeks and over the backs of his thighs before reaching between down to kiss his hard length once more. "Oh yes..." she murmured hoarsely, feeling herself grow wet with desire. "I think I could get used to this."
Her breath quickened as she ran her fingers up and down Spider-Man's length, feeling him harden further under her touch. She could feel the tension building within her own body, aching for release as she continued to explore his skin. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; this young man had somehow managed to make her forget everything else except the incredible heat that filled her core every time he touched her.
Wonder Woman did not know Spider-Man’s age, due to the mask that concealed his face. But she could gather that he was on the young side, due to his small and lean stature, as well as his hairless & smooth body. “Oh, Hera…” Diana whispered as she continued to worship the young masked hero’s lower body. She squeezed his taut ass in her fingertips, and nuzzled her face in his inner thigh to inhale his musky, spandex-clad scent.
Her heart raced as she felt the power and desire coursing through her veins, intensifying with every touch, every breath that she took. She leaned down closer to Spider-Man's body, feeling his warmth seeping into her own skin. Her fingers danced faster over his ass, her nails scratching lightly against his smooth skin, eliciting a quiet moan from deep within his throat. The sound sent shivers down her spine and made her want him even more.
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she leaned in further, their bodies now almost touching except for the thin strip of fabric covering his loins. "Please," she breathed, her voice husky with need. "Let me feel you inside me again." The words were barely audible over the pounding of her heart and the sound of their ragged breaths.
Her fingers clenched harder around his ass, urging him to obey as her other hand traced soft circles over his chest, teasing the hardened nipples that peaked through the fabric of his costume. His cock twitched in response, leaking pre-cum onto her fingertips. With a low groan, she closed her lips around it and began to suckle gently, drawing him deeper into her mouth as she massaged his lower stomach with her free hand, her touch growing more insistent by the second.