Chapter 35: Chapter 34: Auntie… [01] *

34: Auntie… [01] *

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George Stacy was royally pissed when Peter didn’t pick up his little girl’s calls. So pissed that he wanted to go and pummel that fucker’s face right then, but he had to control himself, for his daughter.

As she continued to call him… many times, and how he had to see her expression worsening when he didn’t pick up, George felt like he was on fire. No matter how rational he was being about the whole situation, no matter how in control he’d been, seeing his daughter like this, he was pissed.

So, when he finally reached and saw the boy he had a not-so-bad relationship with, George put the gun on his forehead and said:

“One reason I shouldn’t shoot you right here, right now.”

Peter stared at him in shock for a second; no fear. Then, he turned and gave a look to his daughter, George glanced too; she was holding back her tears. George felt his heart clench, but he didn’t back away. No matter if he was pissed or not, he needed to do this.

Peter’s expression was relieved somewhat after he saw his daughter. Strange. Then, the boy looked him straight in the eyes and leaned forward.

“Shoot if you want.” He said plainly. “I have no excuse for what I did to Gwen. Call it two teenagers’ stupidity, or just blame it on me. It will never change the fact that she’s pregnant. I love her, sure. But that also doesn’t change the fact that what I did was a mistake.”

He looked at Gwen’s tummy.

“The little thing inside there, though. That ain’t a mistake at all. So, put all the rounds in my head if that’s what you want. But know that”—Peter stared at Gwen and her stomach—“what they’ll lose is something you’ll forever regret. If you don’t pull the trigger, though. I will take the responsibility that rightfully falls on my shoulders.”

George stared at him, not leaving his eyes for a single second.

The air grew tense.

George, in the end, couldn’t pull the trigger—not that he ever planned to in the first place—and backed away.

Peter relaxed. Somewhat.

‘Whew’ Peter heaved a mental sigh, ‘Guess it’ll be easy-’

Peter’s spider-sense blared, but he didn’t dodge as George’s fist made contact with his cheek. Peter backed away slightly, as George held his hand in pain.

“I, at least, deserve to give a punch, don’t I?” George said, his voice lacing with sarcasm.

“Sure,” Peter sighed, rubbing his cheek. He wasn’t really hurt; George’s punch was tickle compared to Gwen's—and even her punches didn’t hurt as much as he showed on his face. Though that’s if she was punching with some control. Otherwise, he’ll feel everything, alright.

“Get inside,” George ordered, and walked into the house, leaving the two alone.

Peter stared at Gwen; she did the same with her teary eyes. The contact lasted for a bit before she walked in and gave him a tight hug.

“I was so scared,” she mumbled.

Peter just sighed and rubbed her back gently.

“Come on, cheer up, Gweneth, we have your dad to deal with.” Peter joked.

“We went to Perinatal Care today,” Gwen said suddenly.

“Oh, and what did they say?” Peter whispered in her ear, nibbling on it just after.

“Peter,” Gwen pinched him slightly. “Don’t do that, please.”

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

“Anyways,” Gwen said. “The baby’s fine.” She whispered.

“Good to know.” Peter kissed her on the forehead before clasping her hand and dragging her inside his home.

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George stared at May as she sat in front of him on a chair, with Peter on her side. Gwen was sitting beside him, and he was ready to discuss with Peter’s aunt.

“I assume you know,” George started.

“I do,” May nodded as she sighed, followed by George.

“Peter will take responsibility. You can rest assured Mr. Stacy. As for child support… we can figure something out together.”

George nodded in understanding.

“Um,” Peter interjected. “About child support, you both don’t need to worry about it.”

George and May looked at Peter.

“I have a plan, and it’ll bear fruit in a month. Money would be the least of our worries.” Peter said. “And, as for the child’s custody…” He looked at Gwen.

They nodded at each other.

“We would like to get engaged,” they said at the same time. “And eventually marry.”

This was a big step they were taking, and they had talked about this before on a date. Why? Because Peter and Gwen needed to talk about a lot of things, and this was one of them.

“What? No!” George denied. “That’s a bit too hasty. Life decisions aren’t made this shortly.” He looked at Gwen. “No matter if you’re pregnant or not. This is a big step, Gwen. I just want that you don’t regret it later.”

“I don’t think I’ll regret this,” Gwen said resolutely. “Besides, I don’t want my baby to live without a dad.” She muttered, placing a hand on her stomach.

“Ugh,” George sighed, slumping back on the sofa as he rubbed his head. What is she thinking?!

George breathed in and out to calm himself.

“We’ll see about that,” he said before looking at Peter. “Are you sure about the money part?”

Peter nodded confidently, “You know how I am, Mr. Stacy. I don’t lie about these things.”

George nodded; he knew, of course. He knew that Peter never lied when it came to serious matters, so he believed the boy for now. It was just a month anyway, so it didn’t really matter if he failed to make money.

After that, George and May talked about some important matters, while Peter and Gwen chimed in from time to time. Just like that, two hours passed by, and it was time for George and Gwen to leave.

Though when George left, he did say this to Peter.

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“I’ll call you; we need to establish paternity. You and Gwen need to sign an ROP, there’s so much to do. You also need to meet an attorney.” George sighed.

Attorney?

Peter smiled.

“I have an attorney in mind,” he said.

“Okay, call ‘em, meet, know your responsibilities.” George eyes him before saying.

“Let’s go, Gwen,” he said and walked up to his car before sitting inside.

“Bye,” Gwen whispered as she was about to move. But Peter caught her wrist and moved her where George couldn’t look—not that it mattered, but George might get angry again, who knew?—and pushed Gwen against the wall before planting a deep kiss on her lips.

Gwen was surprised at first, but then, she just closed her eyes and leaned closer, melting into the kiss.

“Bye,” Peter muttered against her lips before pecking her again.

After they were done, Gwen waved her hand before running up to the car and sitting inside.

Just like that, they were gone.

Peter returned inside and sat next to May. She’d just talked about the important stuff with George and hadn’t really said anything else. Everyone had noticed that she was pondering over something. Thinking deeply about it.

Where George and Gwen mistook it for this whole pregnancy thing, Peter knew the real reason behind it.

…She was thinking over what he’d told her.

That she shouldn’t think of him as uncle Ben’s substitute and should think of him as him, Peter Parker.

Peter just sat in front of her for a while before he stood up. He was going to walk inside his room.

“Peter…” but May called out to him.

Peter stopped and looked at her.

“What?”

May bit her lower lip, stood up and walked up to him.

Then, she grabbed his shirt.

“I…” She hesitated. “I’ve thought about it.”

She leaned closer, tiptoed slightly as Peter was taller than her, and kissed him gently on the lips before saying.

“I, I can’t live without you. Doesn’t matter how many girls you end up with. Doesn’t matter if you get married. I just…” want to get some dick. Your dick. I’m horny for you. She would’ve wanted to continue her sentence, but she didn’t have the courage to do so.

Peter just stared at her conflicted expression.

“Fuck, May…” he muttered, shocking her as he pulled her by the waist and slammed his lips onto hers after saying. “You’re so hot.”

The kiss deepened, and May knew… she didn’t care anymore. She’s a bitch, and she’s going to accept this side of her.

They kissed each other hungrily, exploring each other’s bodies with their hands before Peter pulled her off the ground and started walking to her room as he kissed her.

May hugged his neck as her tongue battled with his.

Reaching her room, Peter threw her on the bed before he got on top of her, kissing her violently.

“P-Peter…” May whispered as Peter started tearing her clothes. And In just a few moments, May was in nothing but her bra, underwear, and the remnants of her clothes. Peter got back and stared at her body in wonder.

She should be around her early 40s or late 30s but she didn’t look old at all. She was a top-tier milf, and Peter was going to eat her whole tonight. He couldn’t wait. Though before he moved on to the main dish, he needed something. So, Peter sat down on the bed. “Why don’t you remove my clothes, huh, May?” he asked.

May looked at him in embarrassment before nodding and getting on her fours. She crawled up to him and started removing his clothes, and before long, Peter was in nothing but his boxers. May leaned in and kissed him on the lips as her hand wandered from his neck to his firm chest, and then onto his abs.

She didn’t know he had grown so much in so few days.

Now that she thought about it, he was still 17, so, a minor… she was committing a crime, wasn’t she?

Though, if she were to be honest, this was even more of a turn-on for her.

Incest was hot. But doing it with her underage nephew? Fuck… that’s just too hot for her messed-up mind. May’s pussy twitched in anticipation already, dripping, making her panties wet. So, she ended the kiss, backing away as she breathed heavily.

Then, she went down and caught his hardness. It was big, she could tell, even in boxers, he was big. So, in anticipation, May pulled his boxers down, and his dick leaped out, hitting her straight on the cheek, some of his pre-cum getting on her cheek as it did so.

May bit her lower lip as the full sight of his penis came into view.

It’s so much bigger than Ben’s…'

May shook her head out of it. No. she wouldn’t compare the two. She’d promised Peter that she won’t see him as a substitute for Ben.

So, May grabbed his cock before giving it a few strokes. Peter hissed slightly, so she just went ahead and gave the tip a lick, licking all the pre-cum away as she felt him twitch at the rough, yet soft sensation on his tip.

“Fuck…” Peter muttered; May… was good. Too good.

May smirked slightly as she felt her nephew twitch. She gave the tip another lick before diving down to his testicles. After that, she gave a full stroke before licking from the bottom back side to the top.

Peter groaned.

May just giggled, and moved her tongue around his cock, making it glisten in her saliva. Then, she started sucking the tip for a few moments before diving down, taking the whole thing inside her throat and beyond.

Peter grunted; he was balls deep inside her mouth, and that way she looked up at him with upturned eyes, Peter's dick spasmed a few times, releasing every bit of his semen inside her throat.

May didn’t gag at all, and slipped his cock out of her throat and mouth, showing him the remnants of his cum swirling on her tongue before gulping down everything.

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