Upside-down Kiss Spiderman Novels & Stories

I am expecting him to try to slap me, but he surprises me by grabbing the back of my neck instead. "Yes, you do..." He uses the hold on the back of my neck to pull me to him, closing the gap, and allowing him to kiss me. I struggle as a large wave of disgust and those pesky spiders run through me; I bring up my hands and place them on his chest. I hit and push against him, but it doesn't seem to do anything as he then wraps his other arm around my waist, pulling me even tighter up against him. He pulls back from his kiss and smirks.

He crosses his very large muscular arms over his broad, thick chest, pointing up at the tree. “I climbed. Duh!” I roll my eyes. Well, actually, I flew up there, but this tattooed hottie of a delicious midnight snack doesn’t need to know that. “A wolf who’s a fucking spider monkey… Well, shit… Who knew?” Now, I raised my eyebrow at him. “Spider Monkey?” “Yeah, you know, the fucking monkey that swings between the trees. When I scared you, I thought you were going to tumble to the ground, but you acrobatic your legs around the fucking branch like a spider monkey… Don’t you have the Discovery channel here?”

While I was distracted, dazed by the kiss, I felt him shift, the thick head of his cock brushing my entrance again. Then came the command, low and demanding: “Spread your legs.” I tried, thighs falling open wider but it wasn’t enough. Not for him. He growled and gripped my legs, forcing them apart until I felt like I was being split open. My body burned with the stretch, the strain, the overwhelming vulnerability. Damian shifted again, rising into a crouch, Spiderman-style straddling me from above like some primal beast ready to devour. His hands anchored my thighs wide, pinning them down as he slammed into me from that new angle.

They looked fearful yet determined, gripping their pickaxes tightly. We stepped into the action, swiping at the first spider we approached. The pickaxe felt like it was hitting firm jelly every time I made contact, and it turned my stomach. I’d never eat jelly ever again. The spider made a weird hissing sound with every strike, which only added to my general disgust of the whole thing. Allie accidentally struck it in the eye, and a thick, dark, ink-like substance shot out like a geyser. I was definitely going to be sick now.

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

I smiled as I walked past him and into the bathroom. I gasped as I walked in, there were lit candles around the bath, a bottle of Fanta, my book, the bath was full of foam and smelt like passion fruit. I closed the door behind me, got undressed, slipped into the bath and felt a world full of pleasure... *** An hour or so later I decided to get out. You know when you stay in water for a while you look like a prune? Well, I looked two times worse! I stepped onto the mat next to the bath and screamed. There was an enormous brown, hairy, eight-legged spider sitting on the towel, watching me! It had a width of 8cm!

"Don't be so hard on me. I did what I could. You're mad about my actions earlier, I'd make it up to you, I swear." The woman's eyes flashed with anger, but then, suddenly, she was silent. Spider took a step forward, his eyes locked on hers. And then, without warning, he pinned her to the wall, and kissed her hungrily . The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but then she reciprocated, and was kissing him back, as fiercely as he was, her arms wrapping around his neck. She had missed having his skin on her so much, and tonight was just about to be a long one…

“Ugh, I hate spiders.” He pulls one out, and I can see the silver metal forming six legs and a body no bigger than a pearl. In the centre of the body is swirling liquid. Gabriel takes some rubber gloves before picking one up. He clicks the centre before reaching over as it touches his shoulder. His face scrunches up as if in pain when the 6 legs switch to small needle-like pins that puncture his skin. Once in position, the pain stops, and his face relaxes.

I froze because those things scared me, at that moment Kessler appeared and looked at my scared face. "What's wrong with you, girl? do spiders scare you?" I nodded and he smiled "don't worry, spiders are not dangerous here, they are not really poisonous. I myself accustomed them to my presence, so you don't have to fear them" Kessler approached the spider and took it in his hand, I moved away from them. He laughed and told me not to hurt him. Now I understood why Kessler wasn't afraid of spiders, but I was still very scared.

I shook his shoulders, desperation creeping into my voice. "Scott, wake up! Please!" But he remained still. Panic consumed me as the spiders drew closer. I pressed my lips to Scott's, tears streaming down my face. "Come back to me," I whispered, my heart breaking. Time, please stop. Just one more time.As if responding to my plea, time froze.The spiders halted, suspended mid-movement.