The Web
(Authors Note: This story contains human male and spider female sex.)
Somewhere in the Rocky Mountains lies a strange mansion, a mansion which was once owned by an eccentric scientist and collector of odd things from around the globe. When this scientist died, the mansion was left abandoned and forgotten, though still strangely kept intact, as if someone else was living there. Today, a young man by the name of Mark Ryans had found himself lost in the Colorado wilderness, in the middle of one of the worst blizzards in the state's history. As he trudged along through the snowbanks, leaving footprints behind that quickly filled in and disappeared without a trace, he hoped to find some form of shelter so that maybe he can survive the night. Ahead of him he saw lights, and as he approached he found himself standing in front of a very large mansion, seemingly abandoned but with a single light glowing in the window. Without hesistation, Mark approached and knocked on the door, hoping someone would answer, but he got no response. Hoping against all odds, he turned the doorknob hoping that it was unlocked and surely enough it was. The door opened with a creak and Mark stepped in out of the howling winds and blowing snow that whipped at his face.
"Hello!?" Mark called, his voice echoed through the empty halls. Reluctantly, he stepped inside the mansion and decided that now was not the time to worry about breaking and entering, he was sure that if anyone called the police they would understand his plight. Mark turned on the lights, the mansion went bright momentarily before the lights sparked and everything went black. Taking out his cel phone, which thankfully still worked, he activated the flashlight and headed towards the room which was lit. The mansion was large, spacious, but creepy. Everything had a thick layer of dust on it and cob webs were covering many of the walls and ceilings.
Meandering through the dark hallways, he eventually found himself in the lit room, which appeared to be a laboratory full of many odd and disturbing things. Among the items which had cluttered the room which was lit by white fluorescent lights were various organisms in jars full of formaldehyde, various books and documents scattered every which way, computers and machines which looked like they were taken from the early 1980s and some things he didn't even comprehend. One of the jar's had a label which said "Hitler's Brain" on it, which made Mark laugh momentarily, until he realized that given the contents of the room may very well have been the real thing.
"What is all this? This looks like something out of a horror movie." Mark said, scared but glad he was at least warm and out of the blizzard. Around him, he couldn't help but shake the feeling that he was being watched, as he explored the hallways of the huge mansion he thought he heard footsteps behind him but decided that he was merely hearing echoes, and the feeling of a second presence in the mansion was ever present to him. When he stepped on a certain part of the room, he heard a loud creaking from under his feet, he looked down but then felt part of the floor collapse from beneath him. Mark screamed as he went falling into the darkness below, he couldn't tell how far down but it felt like dozens of feet, maybe even a hundred. Fortunately for Mark, he was caught by what felt like a soft net, had he hit the ground he would've surely been killed. Sighing in relief, Mark was about to pick himself up and move along when he noticed that he was not laying on a net, he was instead tangled in a giant spider's web.
"What the hell!? What is this!?" Mark said to himself as he struggled to move but found that he couldn't budge. He called for help, hoping that whoever was living in the mansion would come to help him, but he was instead answered by a feminine voice.
"Uh-oh, looks like a little fly got caught in the web!" The voice said playfully, Mark then felt that someone was now moving around along the web, though he could not yet see who it was. The light from the above room was still on and a bit of it was shining in through the hole he had fallen through up above,
"H-hello!? Is someone there?" Mark asked, the figure started to approach him, which was crawling around along the web and was vaguely human in shape.
"I don't get many visitors anymore since the doctor died, you should be happy, if my web wasn't here you would've hit the ground like a rock." The voice said, approaching.
"Who are you!?" Mark asked fearfully, struggling to free himself. Suddenly, the figure revealed herself in the white light which shined down from above. She was a humanoid spider person, with brown and black striped fur, shoulder length black hair which covered her eyes, an pointed face with a pair of large fangs protruding from her lips like a snake and six arms, each one ending with three chubby, clawed digits. The being, strangely, seemed to be intelligent enough to wear clothes, these clothes consisted of a very girly pink dress with white frills underneath, a pair of long, red and white striped stockings and red shoes and a red bow tied in her hair, not unlike Ms. Pac-man. Despite this however, she seemed to have a human-like figure, a nice one at that with nice, rounded breasts and buns and a thin figure. She crawled over him on all eight of her limbs until she was eye to eye with Mark, resting her chin on her hands and being so close to him he felt the warmth of her body she smiled, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.
"My name's Cheryl. What's your name handsome?" She said, completely ignoring his absolute terror. Mark simply screamed before fainting. Cheryl the spider then sighed.
"Typical men, always falling asleep." She said disappointingly before removing him from the web and taking him away. When Mark awakened, he found himself lying down in a warm, cozy, bed. At first, he thought that he had only dreamt being caught in the web of a horrific spider woman, but as he came to he realized he was not in his apartment, but was in a strange place. He was lying in a bed, a rather large one at that and in a dark room. Mark looked around and saw that he was in a room made entirely out of web, the bed, dressers, nightstand and couch and even a small table with a gramophone were all lying on floors and walls made of spider webs. Mark looked around, he figured that Cheryl, who undoubtedly lived there and was probably going to try and eat him, was nearby and was listening to a radio which was old and picked up a very fuzzy signal. Some modern music began to play on the radio before being interrupted by a news broadcast which stated that the blizzard was still going and may continue for the next 3 days.
"Wow, three days of that horrible blizzard, I'd hate to be stuck out there." Cheryl said from another room, which was in actually a different part of the birdcage-like web house sealed off by a wall of web. Mark got up and tried to escape but his feet got stuck on the web and he couldn't move, Cheryl then entered the room with a plate of chicken. She sighed when she noticed that Mark had gotten himself stuck again.
"You know, walking on web takes a lot of practice and skill, you can't just jump into it and not expect to get stuck." Cheryl said, chastising Mark for getting himself stuck again. Mark started to panic when he saw her.
"Ahhh! Please don't eat me!" Mark screamed as he struggled to lift his feet.
"You humans are such babies!" Cheryl said as she approached him, prying him feet from the web and sitting him down on the bed.
"I'm not going to eat you, humans taste lousy and they're terrible for you. Here, I made you some food." Cheryl said, handing him a plate of chicken. Reluctantly, Mark began to eat it and realized that it tasted good.
"You, you don't actually eat humans, do you?" Mark asked nervously.
"I was joking, I'm totally harmless, I swear... unless I get mad." Cheryl said, this made Mark feel a little better but he was still not entirely over the fact that he was now captured in an abandoned mansion but a half human, half spider person who he did not entirely trust nor understand. To top it off, Mark was arachnophobic, he couldn't stand being near tiny spiders, much less ones the size of people that talk and build webs the size of houses.
"So..." Cheryl said, changing the subject. "What's your name? I doubt that "Aaaahhhh!" is what you're actually called."
Cheryl smiled, sitting down next to Mark which made him nervous.
"M-Mark... Mark Ryans." Mark said as he continued to eat.
"Mark huh? Like I said earlier, my name is Cheryl, I live here in the mansion. There used to be another human here named Dr. Van Zandt but he died a few years back when his plane disappeared and now I have the whole mansion to myself. I used to be his personal maid and assistant and kept everything neat and tidy for him, but now that he's gone I just clean the place out of boredom." Cheryl explained.
"You have this huge mansion to yourself? That's pretty sweet! I wish I owned a mansion." Mark said.
"No, not sweet. Boring and lonely! Nobody even knows I'm here and I don't have anyone to talk to. I eventually got tired of cleaning the mansion upstairs because it's too much work for one spider, even if I do have six arms and two legs to work with. That's why the place upstairs is a state and why I mainly live down here now." Cheryl said solemnly with her head down. Mark, strangely, began to feel a bit sorry for her because he knew that what few humans she probably did encounter had run away from her screaming like he nearly did. That being said though, he couldn't look at her directly and was nervous just being in the same room as her.
"You-you know... since the blizzard won't be gone for three days I guess I could stay here if you absolutely promise not to eat me." Mark said, Cheryl smiled back at him.
"Okay! I absolutely promise not to eat you or kill you." She said jokingly, Mark then finished the chicken.
"That was good." He said.
As the hours went by Mark and Cheryl spoke with each other and got to know each other. Mark learned that Cheryl was discovered somewhere in the jungles of Brazil and was brought back to America and civilized by Dr. Van Zandt, who gave her a basic education, taught her english and taught her about what and who she should and should not eat and that when he died, she found herself utterly alone and bored. Cheryl learned from Mark that he was a regular by from a small town near the mansion who had no real friends or family and that he had spent the majority of his life as an outcast. Mark was apparently gone hunting in the wild when the blizzard started and he got lost.
"I go hunting too! Though I hunt a little different than you probably do." Cheryl said, clinging to the web ceiling above Mark and looking down at him.
"I don't eat people of course, the doctor taught me that's bad, but I do eat deer, elk and other wild animals that look tasty." Cheryl continued.
"I imagine you probably use your fangs to hunt?" Mark asked.
"And my web. I know it probably sounds gross to a human but a girl's gotta eat and the food supply within the mansion ran out long ago. That chicken I got you happened to be a lucky find." Cheryl explained, she then sighed lovingly and lowered herself down from a web which came from her wrists until she was upside down, looking at Mark face to face.
"I know this is a personal question Mark, but do you happen to have a sweetheart back home?" She said, a slight blush across her furry cheeks. Mark was a little surprised and started to blush himself, becoming nervous.
"Umm... no. I was never very popular with the ladies... In fact everyone I've ever asked thought I was a loser." Mark said honestly.
"Hmmm..." Cheryl said with a sharp toothed grin on her face. She then lowered herself onto the bed where Mark was sitting and sat down on it, facing him.
"I like you Mark." She said bluntly, Mark slowly back up, crawling backwards.
"Uhhh... that's, that's nice!" Mark said, feeling a little uncomfortable. As he crawled backwards, Cheryl crawled forwards above him, looking straight into his eyes and never breaking contact, though her eyes were hidden by her black hair.
"I think we can make these next three days very productive! What do you say?" Cheryl said, eventually Mark had crawled himself to the end of the bed and had nowhere else to go.
"Ch-Cheryl? What are you implying!? I mean... I'm a human, and you're... well... not a human." Mark said nervously, Cheryl responded by wrapping five of her arms around Mark, with the last one twirling his hair with her finger.
"So?" Cheryl said. "Just because I look different than you doesn't mean I can't like you. In fact, having lots of arms has it's advantages." Cheryl said. Mark was now afraid but for a different reason, he knew at this point that Cheryl didn't want to eat him, but instead wanting to have sex with him, an idea he was not entirely comfortable with but found himself strangely failing to resist. He tried once again to make another excuse.
"But... I..." Mark tried his best to come up with a different excuse but soon found Cheryl locking her lips with his. The odd, elongated shape of her face forced her to turn her head sideways when she kissed him, being extra careful not to poke him with her sharp, pointy and venomous fangs. Mark gave up resisting at this point and continued to returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around her slender hips which he found was actually very pleasant. Without warning, she slipped her human-like tongue into his mouth and began to deepen the kiss, Mark returned the favor and closed his eyes, finding his tongue wrestling with hers and the two of them lightly moaning into each other's mouths. Mark knew what he was doing with the hybrid creature was wrong but kept going regardless, he tried to imagine the mouths of other human girls but her furry face and the contact of her six arms feeling along his back at various points prevented him from holding any other image than her. Eventually, the two broke their kiss and they looked at each other, her hair had parted somewhat and he got a good look at one of her eyes, which was red with black pupils and half-lidded. Slowly, Cheryl moved downwards until she was facing his most sensitive part of his body, Mark had quickly become erect despite one half of his mind pleading him to stop what he was doing, clearly his libido and desire to lose his virginity had won.
"I know enough about humans to know what they like." Cheryl said with a naughty tone in her voice, she then started to remove her clothes, starting with her pink dress, underwear and everything else except for her hairbow until she was completely naked. Mark was impressed by her well formed breasts which were capped by dark pink nipples and her perfect and oddly human looking vagina which was between her legs and was glistening with wetness. Mark was now completely hard and all logic had left his brain, all he wanted now was to have a night of fun with Cheryl which he hoped wouldn't backfire.
"Like what you see Mark?" Cheryl said as she started to slowly remove Mark's pants.
"I shouldn't be aroused by this, but somehow this is the hottest moment of my life." Mark said, Cheryl simply laughed and hauled his pants off. Mark then took off his shirt until he too was naked. Cheryl got a good look at Mark's 7 and a half inch manhood which was throbbing with anticipation, she gasped.
"Wow. You're pretty big Mark." Cheryl said, she then tickled his member slightly with her finger, receiving a gasp from Mark.
"tickle tickle!" Cheryl said as she held it gently in one of her hands which were padded at the bottom.
"Hello Mark's cock, my name's Cheryl." She said playfully as she fondled it, making Mark arch his back somewhat and moan.
"What's that? You want me to play with you? Oh, well I'd love to do that! Let's see how you like this..." Cheryl said as she positioned her chest above Mark's waist. She grabbed hold of his penis firmly and with a single motion she pulled the foreskin back until the head of his penis was fully exposed, making Mark jump slightly and gasped.
"Mmmm... you're so sensitive Mark." Cheryl said. "You're going to love this."
Cheryl then placed Mark's shaft between her two breasts and used two of her hands to press them together. She began to squeeze her breasts around Mark while occasionally licking the tip of his penis, causing him to moan and writhe in pleasure.
"Hmmmhmm, we're just starting Mark, let's see how you like this!" Cheryl said as she then took his cock in her hand and opened her mouth, sliding it past her lips and into her mouth. Fortunately for Mark, the space between her two poison fangs was sufficient enough for his girth to slide past, and she seemed especially skilled not to poke him with any of her other sharp teeth. Mark moaned as Cheryl began to slowly bob her head up and down on his cock, using her tongue to rub along the length, her eyes then looked at him seductively and she began to utilize her other arms to increase his pleasure. One arm held onto his member which she sucked while the other played with his balls, two of her other arms held him by the wrists tightly to keep him still while the other two felt up and fondled his lower back.
"Ahhhh... Cheryl! That's amazing!" Mark moaned as Cheryl continued her blowjob which no human woman would be able to perform. Mark then felt one of her fingers prodding around at his butt, and he knew what she was about to do.
"Cheryl, I'm not sure if AH!" Mark was cut off as he felt her gently slide one of her digits into his hole, making him jump. She continued to fondle his testicles while giving him the most amazing blowjob of his life while a single finger played around inside of him. Mark was in heaven, he didn't want this feeling, however bizarre it might be, to end, but with stimulation coming from all corners of his body by Cheryl he knew he wouldn't be able to last long and soon enough he felt a pressure building in his loins. Creeping up the length of his penis while she sucked and bobbed her head on it, he moaned loudly, rolling his eyes into the back of his head.
"Cheryl... I'm gonna... Ohhhh!" Mark moaned, he felt himself reaching the breaking point and Cheryl continued until he exploded into her mouth like a volcano. Mark's hot, salty semen splashed the inside of her cheeks and cascaded down her throat as she moaned in delight, loving the taste of him and swallowing every drop. When he was finally finished and his orgasm subsided, she removed him from her mouth and licked and stray droplets of sperm that came out of her mouth.
"Mmmm! You're delicious Mark, I wish I could just eat you up right here!" Cheryl said moving forward and kissing Mark on the lips. Having remembered about the mating habits of spiders, he started to panic a little which made Cheryl laugh.
"Relax human! I was kidding around again. Besides, I was hoping that you would be the one to eat me!" She said, lying on her back and spreading her legs to Mark and revealing her soaking wet pussy to him. Mark sat up, a little nervous but knowing that it would be unfair if he didn't return the favor after the amazing blowjob she had given him. Slowly, he moved his head between her legs and getting a good whiff of her musk.
"Mmmm..." She moaned, gently grasping the back of his head with one of her hands.
Nervous but at this point focusing solely on her, Mark started off by giving her vagina a slow lick along the lips, making Cheryl shiver in delight and moan softly. Wanting to experiment and get a good feel for what he was in for, Mark inserted two of his fingers between her legs and into her pussy, which was wet and hot. The texture of her vagina was unreal: soft, warm, wet and slightly ribbed, he began to imagine what it would feel like inside of her and soon enough he was starting to find himself getting hard again. Cheryl moaned as Mark's fingers intruded into her body, he scissored them inside of her so he can get a good look inside and was very impressed by what he saw, her body seemed as though it was built to apply the most amazing sex in the world. Cheryl hissed at the teasing feeling of Mark's fingers prodding her.
"Oh Mark, that feels great." She said softly. Mark then leaned forward and gave her another lick, followed by another in order to get used to the idea of eating her out, and once he had felt comfortable he pressed his face against her pussy which lied between two labia majora covered in soft brown fur. His tongue entered her, making her gasp and moan, her grip on his head strengthening significantly. Mark began to eat her out, her hands tightly gripping the bedsheets as she moaned and gasped in pleasure. The expression on her face was priceless, a huge toothy grin with her tongue hanging out and one of her eyes which shown itself from behind her hair rolled back slightly.
"Ohhhh... Mark." Cheryl moaned as Mark continued his work, his tongue feeling the inside of her body, moving along and setting the nerves in her pussy on fire with pleasure. He then decided to do some hand work of his own, using his thumb to rub circular motions along her clitoris and causing Cheryl to moan loudly while his other hand groped her ass and prepared to get her back for the surprise finger he got earlier.
"Oh... my... Ahhhh..." Cheryl moaned loudly, panting as she felt her chest heaving and her body reaching climax quickly. As she did this, Mark inserted two fingers into her arachnid anus and started to pleasure her there as well, trying his best to return the pleasure she had given to him as much as possible.
"Uuuhhh... Mark! I, I can't take it anymore!" Cheryl moaned loudly as she felt her climax approaching fast. Mark continued what he was doing and then at the moment when she finally came he jammed his fingers into her butt and his tongue into her pussy as far as he could, she screamed in ecstasy as she started to ejaculate, squirting her vaginal fluids onto his face and into his mouth. She tasted nice, though he couldn't quite describe the taste of her other than sweet. She then finally came down from her orgasm and he removed his face from her legs.
"Oh Mark... That was... wow!" She moaned and panted. Mark was left with a problem however, he was fully erect once again and now that he had a taste of her and felt the texture of her insides, he wanted to be inside of her. Fortunately for him, she had rolled on top of Mark and straddled him.
"Looks like you're way ahead of me Cheryl!" Mark said as she Cheryl looked down at him passionately. She rubbed her hand across his cheek and forehead lovingly.
"Mark..." Cheryl said softly, the two then started to kiss once again, passionately and preparing themselves to go one step further. Cheryl sat on Mark's lap, her wet pussy still pulsing from the pleasure he had just moments before provided her and his member once again hard and leaking a modest amount of pre-cum from it.
Cheryl held onto his wrists with two hands, his waist with the other two, his right thigh with one and with the last hand she once again took hold of his member and aimed it towards her vagina. Mark felt the heat from her against the head of his penis and he wanted more than ever now to take her. Cheryl seemed more nervous than he was, implying that she had never before performed this action. He sat back and smiled, letting her take control and move at whatever pace she felt comfortable with. Biting her lip slightly, she positioned his cock to her entrance and began to slowly move down on it, feeling it spreading her vaginal lips as it entered her. He groaned as he felt the familiar texture of her now rubbing against his cock and she whimpered as his shaft seemingly impaled her womanhood. Eventually, the tip of his penis came across a barrier of flesh, not unlike that of a virgin human girl's. Cheryl stopped momentarily and breathed deeply before forcing it inside of her the rest of the way, breaking her virginity and causing her to yell out in pain. Now fully inside of her, she let go of his wrists and allowed him to place his human hands under her elbows, holding her lovingly.
"You ok Cheryl?" Mark asked.
"Yeah." Cheryl whispered back and then leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. Slowly, Cheryl began to raise herself until Mark was almost completely out of her before bringing herself down onto him again, feeling his member slide down her tunnel, the two of them moaning as this happened. Cheryl repeated the process, rising up and going back down and feeling him go in and out of her until she started to do so rhythmically, the two of them humming and moaning together in the silence of the vast, underground house of web they were in.
"Ahhh... Mmm... Mark..." Cheryl moaned as she started to bounce up and down on his lap, Mark's member thrusting in and out of her like a piston. Despite the fact that she was not human, Mark at this point didn't care and saw her only as a woman who was expressing her love to him in the most profound way. Cheryl took hold of Mark's hand and placed it on her breast, his other hand holding onto her hip for leverage as she grinding her pussy against his shaft, the two of them becoming wetter and wetter with each thrust. Mark began to fondle her breast as she arched her back and started to moan.
"Ahhh... I'm almost there Mark!" Cheryl moaned.
"Me too!" Mark said as he continued to thrust into her deeply, the two of them moaning together. After another few minutes, Cheryl couldn't take anymore and was the first to go.
"Ah! Ah! Mark!!!" She moaned loudly as she began to orgasm, her vagina clamping down on his hard member and squeezing and undulating as she began to eject her fluids onto his lap.
"Nnng! Cheryl!!" Mark groaned as he then felt the pressure in his penis release once again. He started to cum inside of Cheryl, filling her insides with his essence and sending strings of it deep inside her humanoid womb. The two moaned and came together until both were finally spent. Panting and humming as they finally came down from their high, Cheryl wrapped her arms around Mark and laid on top of him, the two falling asleep together and Mark waking up the next day, laying beside her shapely form beneath the blankets of her bed she had acquired from one of the rooms in the mansion. Brushing his hand along her hip and kissing the back of her neck, she giggled lightly.
"Morning baby." Mark said.
"Good morning love." Cheryl replied, turning over to face Mark. Mark brushed the hair away from her eyes so he can get a good look at them.
"You really ought to get a haircut, I want to be able to see those beautiful ruby eyes of yours." Mark said, making Cheryl smile brightly.
"Duely noted. So... you ok with spending the next two days here too?" Cheryl asked, Mark responded by holding the back of her head and gently kissing her on the lips.
"Two days isn't enough." Mark said, brushing his hand along her shoulder gently.