With a new peace in the warehouse, time moved on. Gwen continued college, her internship and making the cream. MJ had her diner job and was getting a lot of attention, as she adjusted to Muse, she came more out of her shell, had more confidence and was more vocal about things she wanted, both in and out of the warehouse.

As November crept up on them it was that time of the year again and Peter and Gwen sat at the breakfast table wondering what the hell to do with the sullen pair across from them. MJ had cut ties with her father and would be here alone and Felicia’s father was still missing. Neither of them wanted to spend Thanksgiving alone, and without Gwen or Peter there neither of them really wanted to spend it together. 

They had made up but it was still awkward for the pair with no real interests between them other than Peter. Gwen was expected home and Peter wanted to spend some time with Aunt May. They had been too busy to spend time with their families and it was that time of the year.

Peter sighed. “How about we have a small Thanksgiving meal here, and then you guys can hang out. You don't need to spend time with each other, I won’t be at Aunt Mays all day, so I’ll be back.”

Gwen nodded and put down her cup, “same here, dad wants me to stay over but I'm not. I’d just sit and watch him drink while he watches football, and I’d rather be here. So. food, some drinks, and maybe a bit of fun?” and the trio had all nodded.

As the day grew closer, the warehouse had entered a more festive feel. Gwen and MJ had gone shopping and procured food for everyone while Felicia and Peter cleaned and set up for the celebration at night. With it just being Aunt May, Peter had made sure she was okay if he left early, while he had a new family he didn't want to ignore the old one but she was fine. 

She’d joined a keep fit class and they were out for drinks later that night, most of the class were older widowed ladies and they had no problems sharing a few glasses of wine over food, even the meal she and Peter shared was going to be small. 

George ended up being an ass, citing tradition and Gwen had just huffed and pointed out that football and beer wasn't a tradition, and while she was still going to stay for a meal, she wasn't staying long after. Of course, when she got there nothing was made and she realized that normally she cooked for them, this being the first year that she’d been away from home. Cursing and shaking her head she picked up the phone and dialled for take-out.

Once one set of families had been dealt with, the group convened at the warehouse, thankfully powers meant avoiding the usual late-night rush for taxis and Gwen and Peter met up and swung back to the warehouse together, Gwen wrapping herself in his arms as they flew through the air.

As they ate and laughed, sharing moments and kisses the evening drew on. MJ decided for once that while everyone else was drinking that she would do the same. She wasn’t her father, she was better, and she poured herself a drink. 

She needed the courage, the three women had gotten together and made plans and while Gwen and Felicia were confident, MJ had her doubts. She was sure she liked them she just needed a push, nothing bad, just a little edge that once she started she wouldn't have any doubts at all. like skydiving, she thought, no one sane jumps out a plane without being pushed, its fine, yup, its fine.

MJ pulled out a sealed zip bag, the tin inside one of Gwen’s black label samples. She ripped it open and made sure the contents spilled all over her, the cream inside dripping down her bare chest and Gwen and Felicia both froze.

"Shit Pete, no, Pete oh fuck," Gwen's eyes glazed over and Felicia could only stare at MJ. Peter moved over to MJ, ready to defend her against the ravenous pair, well aware of the cream's effect.

"Tiger no, We want this, please, it's okay, it’s for you," and as she whispered in his ear she ran a hand over his groin. “Enjoy the show,” was all she said before pushing him onto the recliner so he could watch. 

She rubbed the cream down between her legs and Gwen let out a piteous whine as her eyes followed her fingers. It was Felicia that gave her the courage, she enjoyed spending time with them she enjoyed having sex with them but had been too afraid to admit it. Felicia came in and tore up that rulebook, she was still proudly gay but even she liked Peter, and MJ had to admit to herself she liked Gwen. Felicia was still a maybe but if it meant including her she didn't mind.

Gwen had started to nuzzle MJs neck, kissing up it and licking her earlobe while Felicia had gone straight to her chest, one hand cupped while her tongue darted and flicked at the engorged nipple. MJ writhed and moaned beneath them, "oh fuck," she whispered and hands and fingers began to trace over her sensitive skin.

MJ parted her legs and it was Felicia who moved down, kissing down her front and then into her cleanly shaven mound, in fact looking over at Peter she wondered if MJ planned this as she had shaved everywhere. MJ lent back as her lips sought out Gwens and they savoured a deep passionate kiss, Gwen bit and teased MJs lips with Felicia beginning to kiss her clit. She parted her lips with a finger and seeing the red and engorged clit she sucked on it, pulling it with her teeth and MJ moaned into Gwen's mouth. Kissing it gently, Felicia lent back and a disappointed MJ looked down. Felicia grinned, her top vanished and her enormous breast spilling free, and standing, her slacks disappeared as well, revealing her trimmed bush underneath.

Seeing the pair naked, Gwen joined them. She looked at Felicia and then at Mj and seeing her own small breasts pouted slightly, but MJ laughed and leaned over kissing her on her darker nipples. "Stop being a pout," and leaning forwards kissed each one in turn, “they’re perfect,” and as Felicia bent down between her legs again she rubbed her hand between Gwen's legs, letting her fingers slide into her. 

The cream was beginning to affect all three of them now, as MJ's let it run over her body it made its way into Felicia's mouth and as it was over her fingers as she slid into Gwen. The three felt it, like small lightning tingles over their body, their symbiotes purring in joy as the touch of the three women drove them wild.

Gwen moaned at the sudden entry and knelt on the couch, supporting herself as she felt MJ tease and slide in and out, she leant forwards and they began to kiss once more, both moaning and gasping.

"Pete please," Felicia was the only one untended too and while they were distracted Peter had taken off his clothes, his erection untouched and he grinned. 

Felica was on her knees and as he pushed into her she cried out as she came and buried her tongue deep into MJ while he slid his length into her, Huntress purred and Felicia's tongue thickened and lengthened inside MJ who gasped and looked down.

Even Gwen stared as Huntress used her thick tongue like a finger, sliding it deep into MJ and licking her deeply, feeling the warm honey musk of her moisture. "since when?" Gwen asked and Felicia shrugged, closing her mouth around MJ's pussy and filling it with her large tongue.

MJ moaned and felt herself orgasm at the insertion, the dextrous tongue was very flexible and it flitted around her inside seeking out the most sensitive spots and pleasuring them. Her orgasms brought a mouth full of sweet liquid to Felicia who swallowed it down, savouring its taste.

Peter too had stopped to watch Felicia’s new trick and wondered if he could do it himself and as the thought registered Gwen scowled, "don't you dare, it's big enough," and he realised that suddenly engoring himself inside Felicia might not be that great an idea. He instead took a long stroke and began to thrust quickly, pushing himself as far into her as he could and as he pulled at her hips she began to moan louder.

"Oh, fuck Peter, what the fuck," she moaned and unable to contain herself she pushed back against him, 

Peter smirked at that and he let loose a torrent, "clean up in aisle F," he joked and the thick cum filled every part of her insides, "now, since you're so willing, how about you return the favour?" and lifting Felicia he held her up, showing the white dripping mess where he and she were connected.

MJ nodded and with lustful eyes began to slide her tongue over the connection. Felicia couldn't help herself, Peter had her held under the legs and she needed her arms to hold onto the ceiling. MJ's tongue chased the dripping cum from out of her, taking long slurps as she let it slip into her mouth, and as Peter softened she began to suck their combined cum off him. She swirled her tongue over his soft testicles and without leaving the warmth of Felicia he began to harden again.

"No fair," Gwen started and the pair were now next to each other, MJ sucking on Peter's manhood while Gwen tongued at Felicia’s cum filled pussy. MJ finished making Peter hard again and kissed Gwen as their tongues slid over Felicia, who moaned as they both played with her.

Felicia was at her limit after Peter had filled her, the orgasms began as a tidal wave and after MJ and now Gwen began they shuddered through her at an ever-increasing pace. She had never felt this good, never felt this way and having a cock and a tongue lap over her was too much, even Huntress, normally purring and fawning over Venom was exhausted, and with one final gasp, she faded into blissful darkness.

"Uh, I think you broke her," said Peter as Felicia went limp in his arms.

"Us?" Gwen snorted, "Who gave her that pounding huh?" and Peter laughed.

"Umm, oops? anyway, who used that super cream you were all hiding huh?"

"Oops, my ass, but, put her to bed and then come back. You've still got work mister." And she eyed MJ, "could uh, we still," and MJ nodded.

After tucking her in, Gwen and MJ were sat on the couch,

Gwen was writhing in pleasure as for once MJ had taken the initiative and was between her legs, Peter watched as she sucked and licked all over Gwen who was crying out.

Five years of frustration of unrequited love and lust built up exploded through a dam of exhibitionism and pheromones. She arched her back and cried out, "I love you!" as MJ's tongue and lips had wrapped themselves around her clit. She felt a huge wave bring her to the edge of pleasure, even with Felicia and Peter she'd never come like that before.

"I think you broke her, so we're even," and MJ leaned as far back as she could and gently cuffed Peter's leg.

But Gwen was far from finished, "Uh please, like the first time," and MJ raised an eyebrow, wasn’t Poison the overly sensitive one? She thought.

"I uh think she wants to lick us both, like we did when Muse first appeared," and MJ blushed, while it was fun and ultimately fine she was embarrassed to have acted that way.

"So, uh, Peter inside me and you, uh down there?" She asked and Gwen shyly nodded.

Pete was sitting on the couch and MJ braced herself over him, Gwen kissed the head of his cock and rubbed it over MJs dripping slit, rubbing a thick smear of the cream over her and as she lowered herself down they both groaned. MJ was tight and Muse purred in satisfaction as Gwen's tongue slid up Peter's length and then over MJ's clit. They kissed and Peter cupped and rubbed her breasts, Gwen's tongue slid up and down and as she did she pulled and sucked on MJ's clit, flicking at it. The cream had the desired effect and she felt the burning heat of his cock inside her and Gwen's tongue drove her over the edge, "Please cum Tiger," she begged Peter and the molten hot cum flooded into her, Gwen sucked greedily at them both as it dripped down his shaft, swirling it round she had let her own fingers play and dip into her, and with help from Poison the three climaxed at the same time, Poison for once keeping herself happily occupied with the mess Peter was making inside MJ.

Gwen slid Peter out of MJ and licked the residual cum from him, taking the softening manhood into her mouth, making sure not to miss a drop, with legs splayed she then cleaned MJ, parting her lips and gently fingering out the warm sticky fluid, letting her tongue catch all the cream from inside her. MJ moaned softly and stroked the top of Gwen's head, letting her fingers run through her hair.

MJ and Peter kissed, sighing contentedly as Gwen came up and kissed MJ. Tired and happy, they moved into the bedroom where Felicia gently snored. Moving her over the three got into the bed with her and MJ kissed Peter on the side of the face and then Gwen on the lips.

"Why though?" was all Peter asked.

"A lot to be thankful for," she whispered, and Peter cuddled up to her and the foursome drifted off into a blissful sleep.

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