Chapter 31 – Mary Jane Watson
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Jay sat down on the bed beside MJ, who sulked with her face buried in the pillow. She was wearing a short, tight dress, revealing her thighs, her ass standing out.

He put his hand on her back, making her twitch, "sorry. You are right. We shouldn't have done that."

MJ sat up, "you are right! You shouldn't have done that! Why would you even do that? Is this what you expected when you gave us the chance to make a record?!"

Abruptly, her breath stopped, feeling a hand wrapping around her neck, "don't act like that, Red. You knew long before them that this was going on."

MJ took a sharp breath, "Hardy!" 

Felicia looked kissed the neck of the redhead, "although not in so many words, I even invited you. But if thinking that you have to do it because you work for him, then think that."

MJ struggled in Felicia's arms, "No, Glory...Ahhh...Glory..."

Jay watched her spread her leg as she struggled, seeing her wet silk panty. He rubbed his finger on her slit, watching her reaction, "Glory left to buy a few things. For an hour, we have the house all to us. No one has to know."

MJ shuddered, turning her face towards Felicia, who tenderly kissed her, "Oh, Red. You sure took your time."

MJ blushed, tenderly kissing Felicia back, when her legs shivered, feeling Jay's fingers reach inside her. His thumb brushing against her clit, making her ass clench, "Mm...Mmmmm...Mmm..."

"Oh god! Oh god! I am kissing you! I am kissing you! His finger..." MJ shivered in delight, making Felicia lusciously whisper, "I know, it's hot, isn't it?"

MJ arched her back, feeling Jay's lips around her nipple, making her whimper in pleasure, "I don't think...Hah...I can't...handle it...too much! It's too much!" She arched her back, orgasming.

Her face became darkest of her red, feeling gaze from Jay and Felicia, "I-I..."

"Was masturbating before we even came in?" Jay held her chin, kissing her lips, making MJ moan.

Felicia pushed Jay's shoulder back, whispering in a seductive voice, "wait, I want to hear this. What were you thinking about? When you fingered yourself? Were you thinking about me? Kissing me? Touching my body? My fingers inside you, my pussy on top of yours? Or you just wanted a cock in you?"

MJ gulped, pressing her thighs together, but his fingers were still inside her. He started pushing her buttons, making her squirm, moan, while Felicia played with her breasts, her hot voice entering her ears, "tell us...or we both stop."

MJ murmured. Even though both of them heard her, they wanted more, making Jay press her clit, as she groaned in pain, "I didn't hear you."

MJ let out a shuddering moan, "fuck! Both! This is a dream come true!!!"

Felicia pulled her red hair, kissing her passionately, "you don't know how wet that makes me."

Jay spread her legs, rubbing the tip of his cock on MJ's slit, making her widen her eyes, her breathing became erratic. She held onto Felicia, "you took that?"

Felicia peered into MJ's hungry eyes, "yeah, and I can tell you, it's divine."

Jay watched them, kissing, Felicia's ample breasts pressed on MJ's back. Felicia fondled MJ's breasts, slowly went inside her, making MJ flap around, "Ughhh...I never felt so full..."

"Ughh! Ugh!!! Ughhh!!! Uhhh!!! Uhh!!!! Uh!" MJ clenched the bedsheets, feeling her body getting pumped by his cock.

Felicia drank in the look of ecstasy on MJ's face, "God, I can't take it anymore."

She stepped back, causing MJ's face to plop down. Felicia spread her legs, sitting down on top of MJ's face, "come on, Red! Use that lovely tongue of yours!"

MJ rolled closed her eyes in unreal pleasure, feeling her head spin from the strong smell of Felicia's juices. She could feel her orgasm build from all the pounding and Felicia's smothering.

She greedily ate Felicia, her tongue entering through her slit, her tongue lapping on her pussy.

Her fingers clenched, her toes curled, feeling his cock hit every spot in her pussy, making her go crazy from the pleasure. And then she felt his thumbs on her clit, making her brain cross a limit, her body arched, as she had her biggest orgasm.

Abruptly, MJ was shocked, feeling his hot cum inside her, filling her. She lay down, breathing heavily. She pushed Felicia, standing up, putting her hand on her stomach, "what did you do? What if I got pregnant?"

Jay pulled out, lying down beside her, breathing, closing his eyes. Felicia lay down above Jay, running her fingers through his hair, looking at Mary Jane, "don't worry. He created a device that allows him to control, when he wants to impregnate and when he doesn't."

She nuzzled Jay's cheeks, "you didn't want to make our dear Red pregnant, right?"

Jay glanced towards MJ, smiling, shifting towards Felicia "don't worry. If I am ready for a child, then there is someone else on the top of the list."

MJ lay down on the bed, closing her eyes, feeling the last bit of pleasure now that she wasn't worried about getting pregnant.

While Jay rolled his eyes, it was more about his will rather than technology. Without his will, his sperms wouldn't make any women pregnant.

Jay closed his eyes, feeling his head heavy with Felicia sitting up, "We should get ready. Knowing little Gwenie, she should be rushing back with your clothes. She's too earnest, makes me want to... mess with her."

MJ twisted in her place, "No, stay away from her!"

Felicia looked down, grinning, "Oh my. Red has a crush on Pink, such an old cliche."

Jay sat up, taking a deep breath, the scent of sweat and sex, "Oh, I love this smell."

Felicia stroked MJ's cheeks, "we should take a shower before the others come. And by shower, I mean a shower."

By the time Gwen came,

MJ had gotten ready, wearing a yellow t-shirt, tight black jeans, carrying a bag, wearing sunglasses.

While Felicia was wearing a black, short tank top, blue jeans, with her clothes tightly constraining her, "this is so freaking tight. Red, don't you have anything bigger?"

MJ leaned on the sofa, looking at her face in a hand mirror, putting on lipstick, "No. You can buy something. I already have a few dresses in my cart that I wanted to buy but were too costly."

Felicia chuckled, "I have a few. I can't wait to get them."

Jay sighed, "You know, other people would be a bit ashamed, thinking about how you are spending my money."

MJ took off her sunglasses, putting last touched of makeup, "if it was someone else, then I might have felt a pang of slight guilt. But you are a millionaire? Maybe even reaching billionaire?"

Felicia curled her lips, leaning forward, "moreover, you live in the same two-bedroom apartment. Buy cheap clothes, and I haven't seen you spend money. I feel no guilt whatsoever. Money is better spent than you keeping it in a bank."

Jay shook his head, "it doesn't have much. Only about a hundred thousand dollars. Be careful with your spending?"

Felicia pleasantly laughed, "You really think we could spend 100 thousand dollars?"

MJ mischievously narrowed her eyes, "can't we?"

Felicia rolled her eyes, "Red, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger."

She just said when the door opened, and Gwen sneaked in, holding clothing bags in her hands, "sorry! We got too busy looking for things! And I almost? Not totally, just almost forgot about it, but here I am, so forgive me?"

Jay took the clothing bags from her, "thank you. I was starting to feel underdressed."

"More like underdressed," Felicia quipped from behind, chuckling.

MJ stood up, taking Gwen's hand, pulling her, "forget about them. Let's go."

"Don't take too much time. We have to get to the Stark Expo!"

Felicia kissed his lips, "see you later, hot stuff."

Once the door closed behind them, Jay glanced towards the bags, which disappeared from his arm, appearing on his body. While the red bathrobe was hanging on his forearms.

He raised his hand, forming a mirror, seeing the image of his mirror. The dark grey camouflage cargo, black shirt, heeled boots, and fingerless gloves.

But there were two ties on his collar, there was black, and there was dark grey. He took both of them out, adjusting his silver-buckled belt, "Hm, I look like a detective of some kind. It's kinda cool."

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