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'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

''Are you sure this will work?''

She had asked that question enough times and would receive the same response every time…an unsure, yet hopeful smile. It still bewildered the Scarlet Witch that her alternate universe counterpart had agreed to this arrangement. After all, Wanda Maximoff of Universe-616 had embraced her destiny as the Scarlet Witch. She was ready to do whatever it took to be with her children once again. The Darkhold was on the brink of consuming her completely; twisting her mind enough to make her believe that hunting down America Chavez and using her power to reach a universe where she could be with the family she missed.

In another universe, those events may have played out. However, when she confronted the Wanda of Universe-838, she was faced with a woman who understood her pain more than anyone. This Wanda was willing to help her be with her children. The solution wasn't what the Scarlet Witch expected. When scouting the multiverse, the Scarlet Witch learnt that this Wanda was Intersex. She did not carry Billy and Tommy, that task fell to a surrogate mother whom Scarlet never discovered the identity of. Still, this Wanda was their mother. It was a different method to have children, but it was effective. It didn't take long for them to come to an understanding.

Wanda would help Scarlet Witch via the same method.

''It should do,'' Wanda said. ''We're nearly identical. I believe this will help you to have Billy and Tommy.''

The Scarlet Witch hesitated for different reasons. ''And…this doesn't bother you?''

Wanda stared in confusion, unsure of what she meant. ''I don't understand.''

''As you said, we're nearly identical. Having sex with me doesn't freak you out?''

''Compared to our late husband who was a snthezoid?''

They both felt their heart being tugged at the mention of Vision. Scarlet Witch didn't want to pry and ask what became of the Vision of this universe. After the events at Westview, she knew that her Vision was out there. She would find him. But, the children were her biggest priority at this moment. She needed assurance that she would have them.

''You know what this means?'' she gulped loudly as she felt her heart pounding. ''We have to be certain that I'll become pregnant.''

Much to her surprise, Wanda grinned coyly. ''Don't worry. I promise that I'll be very thorough with you.''

This was meant to be a serious matter. Yet, Scarlet Witch couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of being with another version of herself. Even in her strange superhero-filled life, this was a new and unknowable experience. Nothing could have prepared her for this. There was no turning back now. She released a nervous sigh and flicked her wrist. Her red cloak evaporated into dust, revealing her nude form. Hoping to entice her other self, she ran her hands over her body, groping her breasts and stretching out one leg as an erotic moan escaped her. Wanda looked on with great enthusiasm. It seemed as if she would be content with watching Scarlet 'performing' for her judging by the way the tent in her jeans started to take shape.

However, patience was never a strength for either of them.

Wanda waved her hand sharply to conjure a lavish bed beside them. It was big enough to fit four people if necessary. The Scarlet Witch glanced at it momentarily before her gaze returned to Wanda as her clothes dematerialized. For a brief moment, it was like staring at a mirror…that is until Wanda's jeans and pants disappeared. Then the evidence sprang into view quite literally. Wanda's cock was massive. She must have been using magic to conceal it under her civilian attire because there is no way she would have been walking around unnoticed with that standing at attention between her legs. Scarlet Witch felt the excitement bubbling in the pit of her stomach knowing that she was going to be feeling that inside of her and breeding her.

''Shall we get started?'' Wanda asked, gesturing to the bed.

Scarlet Witch approached her, casting a sensual sway to her hips with every step. ''I feel like I should thank you first.''

''You don't have to…''

''No, but I want to.''

Those words coupled with her sly smirk made Wanda's cock throb with excitement. They were standing close enough to feel the warmth of each other's bodies. Feeling more confident, Scarlet Witch cupped Wanda's cheek and pulled her forward until their lips pressed together. They moaned as their kiss became more heated and passionate. Wanda's hands began to roam all over her other self's body, feeling up her glorious ass and heavy breasts. The way the Scarlet Witch reacted encouraged her to become firmer with her groping. Likewise, Scarlet Witch wanted to bring out the wild side of her lover by thrusting her tongue into Wanda's mouth, circling it around her tongue to further tease her. It was like music to their ears as they listened to their moans of pleasure.

''Fuck!'' Wanda groaned as she felt Scarlet Witch's hand wrap around her shaft.

Feeling Wanda's dick pulse in her palm sent a surge of wetness to Scarlet Witch's pussy. Without a word, she dropped to her knees and gazed at the massive length as it came within touching distance of her face. Its shadow overwhelmed her as she let it rest on her forehead. She felt the huge balls touch her chin as she took in its musky scent. Wanda released a soft gasp when she felt her lover's tongue lick the underside, going from her balls to the tip.

''Do you want me to suck your cock?''

That was the sexiest thing Wanda had ever heard. She frantically nodded as she looked down at her alternate self. There was pure love and lust in her eyes as her grin widened. Scarlet Witch had no obligation to do this for Wanda. Yet, the idea of sucking on this big grin and feeling it ramming in and out of her mouth was too hot of a prospect to pass. The forbidden nature of their relationship added to the hotness. Scarlet Witch began to slowly pump her hand near the base. Much to her surprise, it was still growing. She was now starting to worry if it would fit in any of her holes.

''Are you using magic?'' she asked.

Wanda was curious about what she meant. When she saw the witch gawking at her dick with eyes full of wonder, she smiled. ''Nope, this is all natural.''

''I'm surprised other women haven't come to you asking to…take care of their needs.''

''Who says they haven't?''

That confidence was so sexy. How could something that was seemingly so wrong feel so right?

Feeling that she had teased her enough, Scarlet Witch flicked her tongue over the head of Wanda's cock, lapping up the pre-cum. By the end of the night, she wanted loads of that cum filling her to the brim. Wanda gasped as Scarlet Witch's tongue swirled around the head whilst the bottom half of her length was still being stroked. Scarlet Witch used two hands as she started to get messier. She spits on the shaft and glanced up at Wanda, giving her a knowing look. She wanted to make herself as dirty and as slutty as possible. If they had similar tastes, she knew that she would love this. Going by the way Wanda was thrusting her hips, trying to thrust her cock into Scarlet Witch's mouth, she was succeeding.

After another minute of teasing, with calculated licks and slow strokes, Scarlet Witch could no longer contain the need to deepthroat this magnificent cock. She sealed her lips around the head and sucked on the tip, eliciting moans of delight from Wanda. Threading her fingers through Scarlet Witch's red locks, Wanda wordlessly pleaded for her to take her cock deeper into her mouth. It didn't take long for Scarlet Witch to oblige. She bobbed her head back and forth, gradually taking more of her cock into her mouth as she sucked and licked her. It was too much for Wanda. She started to fuck her other self's face, feeling her cock hit the back of her throat before spearing down it. Scarlet Witch choked on the length but allowed her to keep thrusting. She wanted to be used like this. Her muffled groans spurred Wanda to thrust harder and faster. Looking down, she could see her lover's throat bulge every time her cock reached new depths. At this rate, she was going to blow her load very soon.

However, she would have to wait, as the Scarlet Witch withdrew. A bridge of saliva connected her lips to the throbbing shaft. Before Wanda could protest, Scarlet Witch smiled at her before slapping the drenched dick against her breasts. Her boobs bounced with every slap. Wanda couldn't hide her excitement as she watched her cock being smothered between her lover's cleavage.

''That's right, fuck my tits!'' Scarlet Witch growled. ''Or, should I say…fuck your tits?''

Wanda didn't give too much thought to that statement as everything around her was drowned out by the sensation of her cock being squeezed between her other self's heavenly breasts. She now understood why people who flirted with her and got too confident with their advances begged to fuck her tits. This feeling was beyond words. She bucked her hips, feeling her cock swelling between Scarlet Witch's boobs. She was still big enough for the top half of her cock to emerge from the top of her lover's cleavage. Scarlet Witch tilted her head down and stuck her tongue out so that she could spit on the head, using her saliva as added lubrication. When the tip of the cock brushed against her lips, she opened her mouth and sucked on the head again.

''Oh, this feels so good!'' Wanda moaned, feeling her balls tense as she edged closer to the first release of many tonight. ''I can't stop! I'm going to cum!''

''Do it! Cum all over my slutty face!''

With that command, Wanda exploded. Thick threads of cum blasted from the tip and smothered the Scarlet Witch's face. A pool of sticky white seed could be seen trailing down her breasts as Wanda kept pumping her hips, not stopping until her other self's face was covered.

If this was an audition to see if Wanda was up to the task, she passed with flying colors. Wanda wiped cum out of her eyes and tasted it. She couldn't wait to feel Wanda cumming like this inside of her pussy over and over again. Giving Wanda a chance to pull away, they both stared down at Scarlet Witch's chest. An overflow of cum guzzled down her hot body.

''Sorry,'' Wanda panted. ''I wasn't sure if you wanted me to save it for…you know.''

Scarlet Witch scooped up the cum with her fingers and sucked on them, enjoying the salty taste. ''Can you keep going?''

Her eyes shifted to Wanda's dick, which was already rock hard and ready for more action. Scarlet Witch smirked as that had answered her question. Without warning, Wanda pulled Scarlet Witch up and spun them around until she had pushed her lover onto the bed. Scarlet Witch felt her back land on the soft mattress. Her body trembled in anticipation. She suddenly found herself pinned to the bed as Wanda climbed on top of her. One of Wanda's hands travelled down to stroke Scarlet Witch's thigh before lifting her hips, causing her to let out a sharp gasp. However, Wanda kept lifting her bottom half higher and higher, until Scarlet Witch's legs were positioned across her shoulders. It didn't take long for her to realize what Wanda had planned before she felt her tongue lapping up her drenched pussy.

''Y-you don't…'' Scarlet Witch whimpered.

''I want to,'' Wanda replied sweetly.

Scarlet Witch's legs tensed as she felt Wanda licking her pussy, moving her tongue up and down before probing her entrance and thrusting inside. The moans slipping out of her mouth were turning into pure screams of pleasure. This was when she knew Wanda must have been with many women considering how skilled she was. Who knows how many times she's had the chance to practice her oral skills? Scarlet Witch had never experienced anything like this before as her other self ate her out with masterful efficiency. Wanda's tongue danced over her clit. The wetness leaking out of Scarlet Witch's pussy flooded Wanda's mouth as she devoured her hungrily. At the same time, Wanda reached down to grope one of her lover's breasts, pinching her nipples roughly. Her other hand moved to her ass before giving it a spank. It wasn't hard enough to leave a mark, but it certainly got a reaction from the Scarlet Witch. Her hips bucked as she grinded herself on Wanda's face, wanting to feel her tongue reach deeper.

The screams grew louder with every passing second. Wanda was relentless. She gazed down at Scarlet Witch with hearts in her eyes as she knew that her lover was getting closer to a euphoric orgasm. Scarlet Witch shuddered as she came undone by waves of pleasure. An elated laugh escaped her as she felt herself squirt all over Wanda's face. Even still, Wanda didn't stop. She increased the speed of her licking, making sure that she didn't miss a single second of getting her face sprayed with her lover's wetness. Scarlet Witch's juices flooded her mouth and only when she had ceased with her screams and her body stopped rocking did Wanda finally stop.

''Oh my god,'' Scarlet Witch gasped as she tried to collect herself.

Wanda stared at her with a satisfied smile. Her mouth and chin were coated with Scarlet Witch's wetness. She did not attempt to clean herself as she straddled her and swooped in for a passionate kiss, pushing her tongue into her other self's mouth so that she could have a taste of her own release. Scarlet Witch's eyes rolled back as she marvelled at the feeling of Wanda's tongue pushing a sweet taste into her mouth so that they could share it.

During their kiss, she felt Wanda's cock pressing against her entrance. Nothing was holding them back. Scarlet Witch instinctively bucked her hips, wanting to feel the shaft sliding up and down her sensitive pussy. Wanda didn't enter her yet. But, this feeling was still joyful and they would have been more than happy to continue with the foreplay. However, Wanda remembered the task and didn't want to keep the Scarlet Witch waiting. They joked about going all night, but they wanted to be certain that she would get pregnant.

''Are you ready?'' Wanda asked softly.

Her gentle look and tone nearly drove Scarlet Witch to tears. After so much hurt and loss throughout her life, it was nice to have this moment where she could bask in the glow of someone that loved her. Ironically, she had never loved herself. Yet, she was loving herself in a very different way.

As soon as Scarlet Witch gave an affirmative nod, Wanda thrust her throbbing cock inside of her lover, burying herself at the hilt. Scarlet Witch's wetness helped with making sure the entire length was sucked inside. Still, she could feel herself being stretched to her highest limits by the immense girth. She doubted that she would ever feel anything this big inside of her. Wanda let out an animalistic growl as she felt her lover's walls clench around her shaft, clinging to her and refusing to let go. She pulled her hips back so that the head of her cock would remain inside before thrusting at full force. Scarlet Witch's screams returned as Wanda started to pound her. The only thing moving faster than the thrusting of her hips was the pounding of her heart.

They were really doing this.

Wanda was fucking herself and about to give herself children.

She wouldn't have it any other way.

Scarlet Witch locked her legs around Wanda's waist, desperately pleading at the top of her lungs. ''Fuck me harder! Please! Breed me! Put a baby in me! Give me our children!''

Clouded with uncontrollable lust, Wanda followed her instructions and gave her everything. She was ramming against her with incredible speed and power, making sure that every inch of her cock filled her other self. ''Take my cock! Take my seed!''

Enveloped in the emotion of the moment, Scarlet Witch wrapped her arms around Wanda's neck and pulled her close. ''You want to breed me, don't you? Fill me with your load and knock me up. I'm your whore made for breeding!''

Wanda didn't know where the line had been drawn. But, she wasn't opposed to the raunchy dirty talk in any way. In fact, this was all driving her closer to the edge sooner than she expected. Watching her own face contort with pleasure and listening to her own voice crying out in pleasure and delight was a surreal experience that would live long in her thoughts and dreams. Wanda's cock throbbed with excitement inside of Scarlet Witch. She fucked her deeper, moving harder and faster until she was buried at the hilt. Her balls constantly slapped against Scarlet Witch as they tingled.

''I'm going to do it!'' Wanda cried out, kissing Scarlet Witch. ''I'm going to give you our children!''

''Yes! Yes! Yes!''

Scarlet Witch had devolved into an incoherent mess. She wished that she could say more, but her mind was scrambled as she felt her insides twisting because of Wanda's large cock ploughing her, ready to blow a massive load deep inside of her. Wanda thrust one final time, arching her back as she cum and filled Scarlet Witch's pussy with her seed. Somehow, this load was more intense and bigger than the last, much to their delight.

They could have bet their lives on this load alone being enough to impregnate Scarlet Witch.

But, they needed to be sure.

Scarlet Witch gasped as she was spun onto her side and felt her leg being lifted. Her ears rung as she heard the squelching sound of her cum-filled pussy being rammed by Wanda once more. The magical bed beneath them rattled with tremendous force. Wanda's body was drenched with sweat as she worked herself like there was no tomorrow, fucking Scarlet Witch with all her power. Another mind-bending orgasm swept over Scarlet Witch as Wanda leaned onto her, pounding down onto her in a mating press position.

''So…'' Wanda breathed raggedly between thrusts. ''I have a slutty face, do I?''

''You know what I meant!''

Wanda smirked as she felt ready to pump another load inside of her other self. ''I do…you're a dirty cum-filled slut who's desperate to be bred by my big cock! Say it!''

The growl in her voice set Scarlet Witch off again before she felt Wanda's cum spilling inside of her pussy yet again. ''Yes, yes! Breed me with your big cock! Don't stop until I'm pregnant…''

Her dirty talk was cut short when Wanda casually flipped her over and mounted her from behind. Reacting to this sudden burst of energy, Scarlet Witch lifted her ass just in time for Wanda to thrust her cock back into her pussy and fuck her doggy style.

It felt like she was being taken by a feral animal in heat. Wanda showed no mercy as she grabbed her lover's hips and rammed into her pussy over and over again. She showed no sign of slowing down. Whenever she pulled out, a flood of cum would pour out of Scarlet Witch's pussy. Her whole body was trembling and she was driven to tears of joy as Wanda pushed her full length back inside of her and got to work pumping her with another large load. Scarlet Witch backed her ass against Wanda's groin and wiggled her hips from side to side in an enticing manner.

''We have to be certain, remember?'' Scarlet Witch winked, glancing over her shoulder and seeing Wanda grin back at her.

They lost track of time as every position was experimented with. Wanda fucked Scarlet Witch from every possible angle. Nothing was off limits for them as long as it ended with a messy creampie that left the Scarlet Witch quivering with pleasure.

By the end of their session, neither of them could move. Their muscles ached and their skin was red hot and blistering with sweat and cum. Scarlet Witch could barely stay conscious as she reached down to rub her stomach. She could have sworn that it had become bloated due to the excess amount of cum that had been unloaded inside of her. It gave her a general idea of what it would be like to have her children back. This time, it would be real.

And it was thanks to the other Wanda that this happened. She cuddled up to her counterpart, going limp in her arms as she became to drift into a peaceful sleep.

''I will always be here for you and for them,'' Wanda whispered.

It was the last thing Wanda Maximoff of Universe-616 heard before she finally slept. Now, when she dreamed of being with her family, she didn't have to fear waking up because she knew that she wasn't going to be alone for long.

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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SISTER-SISTER INCEST.

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'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

Despite their short time together since their reunion, Yelena could confidently say that she had memorized all of the scars on Natasha's back. She had given each of them little nicknames…not that she would ever tell her older sister that fact.

They always shared showers after missions. While Natasha trusted the Avengers with her life, Yelena found it difficult to keep her back turned whenever she was with the team. She feared that this new life would crumble into dust again. It didn't matter how much the other superheroes tried to welcome her. She always felt uneasy around them. Trust had always been in short supply for her. The only reason she stayed was because of Natasha. She knew that her older sister was still hurting after losing Barton. Yelena still found it unbelievable that she lost five years of her life just because a tyrant snapped his fingers. But, Natasha was still able to fight. She even had to fight Barton for the right to decide who would sacrifice themselves to help bring back half the universe.

Barton won that fight. It was the one time he beat Natasha.

''Why did that have to be the one time?''

That was the one question that plagued Natasha's thoughts in the months since their endgame battle against Thanos.

Steve, Tony, Clint…they were gone.

Maybe in another universe, things would have been different. But, Natasha couldn't dwell on that as this strange new world needed heroes to rely on for guidance and inspiration.

Yelena returned to Natasha's life at the right time. The Avengers would never be the same. But, Nat hoped that something new would rise from the ashes…and she was happy that her sister was here with her to help.

During that time, their bond strengthened and their relationship had slowly become more intimate. No one else knew. It was their secret. The team might have had their suspicions considering the sisters shared a shower all the time. But, they didn't care.

Natasha was standing beneath the showerhead with her head tilted back. Though her hair clung to her wet back, Yelena could still see the new scar that her sister had acquired. Staying silent, she approached Nat from behind and hugged her, pressing her lips against her skin.

''What's the occasion?'' Nat teased.

Yelena's hold tightened. ''You're becoming more reckless.''

Nat was silent for a moment. ''I'm trying not to be…''

''Well, you are failing. Miserably. It's honestly embarrassing.''

Though her tone was sincere, Nat knew Yelena well enough to know there was a small hint of sarcasm in her words. She grabbed Yelena's hands and leaned into her. ''I just lost focus for a moment. I never thought I was going to die.''

''And why is that?''

''Because I know you have my back.''

Yelena hummed. She smiled as she began to pepper sweet kisses along Nat's back. ''Do not flatter me. You know that is not my thing.''

''You told me before that sex wasn't your thing. Yet, here you are.'' Nat replied, rinsing the conditioner out of her hair as she felt Yelena continue to kiss her way to the back of her neck and shoulder.

''It isn't,'' Yelena whispered, pulling Nat closer. ''It's different with you. I want no one else.''

''Are you sure? Bruce has a cousin I've met. I think you two would…''

''Stop talking. I'm seducing you.'' Yelena stated sharply.

Nat giggled and rolled her eyes with amusement. She felt her guard slipping away as she felt Yelena's breasts pressing against her back and her rock-hard dick rubbing against her ass. For a split second, she considered commenting on Yelena being quick to excitement, but she decided against it. The only sound that came out of her were soft moans as Yelena kept kissing the back of her neck. When her younger sister bit down on her skin gently, leaving a hickey behind, Nat gasped loudly and felt a shiver run down her back. Natasha didn't want to admit it to anyone, but she craved intimacy and closeness…and the only person who could satisfy those cravings to her utmost pleasure was Yelena. She started grinding against Yelena, feeling her sister's large cock thrusting between her ass cheeks.

Yelena hissed through her teeth. She spun Nat around and came forward for a kiss so hard and intense, that she pushed her sister back against the wall directly under the showerhead. They weren't shy about their hands exploring the other person's body. Yelena couldn't resist groping Nat's breasts. While she wouldn't wish for herself to have a bust that big as it would slow her down in combat, she was thankful that she could get the chance to feel them. Nat threw her head back and moaned, allowing Yelena the perfect opportunity to lick her collarbone. She couldn't get enough of this. Yelena kissed and sucked on Nat's neck while teasing her sister's nipples by pinching and pulling on them.

''Fucking hell,'' Nat moaned, thrusting her hips as she felt Yelena humping her. ''Someone's in the mood today.''

''I said stop talking,'' Yelena ordered as she made her way to Nat's ear and nibbled on it.

''Why? Are you still seducing me?'' Nat jested before she let out a sharp moan.

''Natasha…'' Yelena pulled her head back to lock eyes with her sister. Her fingers raked down Natasha's firm abs before curling around to grab her amazing ass. ''I've already seduced you.''

''Could have fooled me.''

''Do you always have to get out the last word?''

''Yes.'' Nat then silenced Yelena by crashing their lips together and thrusting her tongue into her sister's mouth.

Natasha was thankful that she was pinned against the wall because her legs were trembling. No one could touch her as Yelena could. She shuddered under her touches. As their kiss deepened, Yelena's hand that was groping Natasha's breast snuck downward until it slipped between Nat's legs. She moaned into the heated kiss as she felt Yelena's fingers brushing against her pussy. If not for the shower still running, Natasha's wetness would have been obvious. She bucked against her sister's hand, desperate to feel more of her. Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long. Yelena smirked and thrust two fingers inside of Nat, pulling back slowly before slamming them back in.

The motion was simple but effective. As Yelena fingered her, she brushed her sister's clit with her thumb, sending Nat's nerves into overdrive. Natasha's face twisted in pleasure as her ecstatic cries reached fever pitch. While the noise would be drowned out by the shower, Yelena didn't care if anyone heard how well she was pleasing her sister. Nothing was going to stop her from getting what she wanted. And the only thing she wanted was Natasha.

Yelena brought her mouth to Natasha's breasts. She flicked her tongue around the hardened bud before sucking hard on it, giving each of them love and attention. All the while, Natasha rode Yelena's fingers frantically. The steam had built up so much that it covered the glass door and mirrors in the large bathroom. One of Nat's hands ran down the glass, leaving an imprint that would raise questions for the next person who decided to use the walk-in shower. Much like Yelena, Nat didn't care if anyone knew about her love life. If the whole world knew that she let her sister fuck her daily…it wouldn't be the worst thing about her that had been leaked to the world.

Pulling her fingers out of Nat's gushing pussy, Yelena sucked on the digits and listened to her sister's drawn-out groans of pleasure.

''My turn!'' Natasha said.

She pushed Yelena away before spinning them so that her sister was now the one with her back to the wall. Natasha slid to her knees so that she was eye-level with Yelena's throbbing cock. After admiring it for a little bit, she wrapped both hands around the base and started to slowly pump it.

''I'm not in the mood for teasing,'' Yelena growled.

''Then you know what to do,'' Nat replied with a sensual look as she opened her mouth.

Not being one to play soft, Yelena grabbed the back of Nat's head and forced her down onto her cock, taking nearly half of her length before she felt her tip pressing against the back of her sister's throat. She showed no mercy, even when Nat gagged and choked on the massive shaft, pulling back before ramming her dick back into Nat's mouth and down her throat. Natasha didn't stop sucking and stroking Yelena's cock. Yelena could fuck Natasha's face as hard and as fast as she wanted, but the one thing that Nat would never do is break eye contact. She would always be gazing up at her sister, knowing how much Yelena loved the sight of Nat's face contorting as she tried to deepthroat her for as long as possible.

''Oh, shit!'' Yelena grunted.

She gripped Nat's hair tightly and thrust her hips faster, sinking deeper into Natasha's mouth as she tried not to cum. She felt Natasha's tongue licking the underside of her dick, sometimes coming up to her balls when she managed to bob her head and take Yelena's cock down to the base.

Eventually, Natasha had to breathe. She tapped Yelena on the thigh twice, giving her sister the signal to pull back. Yelena stared down and marvelled at the sight in front of her. Natasha was still gazing up at her with glimmering eyes and saliva dripping down her chin. A smear of pre-cum leaked out of her mouth. Yelena had seen the magazines and online comments that talked about Natasha's body and sexuality in a certain way. If it weren't for Nat acting as her conscious, she'd personally visit those people and give them a piece of her mind.

Natasha was hers and hers alone. No one else could be allowed such a breathtaking sight or experience such an exquisite feeling.

Yelena was about to give her sister the command to continue, but Natasha was already a step ahead, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue so she could lick the tip of Yelena's cock. She was ready for more. Yelena threaded her fingers through Nat's red locks to hold her in place before spearing her cock back into her mouth. She thrust in and out at a rapid pace, ploughing her cock deeper and deeper down Natasha's throat.

No one other than Yelena was allowed the privilege of watching their cock disappear into Natasha's mouth. She relentlessly fucked her sister's mouth, driving Nat to tears as her throat bulged with every hard thrust. Despite the growing intensity, Nat didn't give the signal to stop. Her muffled moans were cries for more. She reached around to grip Yelena's ass and force her to go deeper. Over and over again, Yelena thrust. Even when Nat had taken the entire length inside of her it still didn't feel like enough.

''Fuck, Natasha! I'm cumming!'' Yelena warned, not that it was going to do anything.

Natasha didn't stop sucking. She looked up with her big eyes again, watching Yelena grunt in a feral manner before exploding. Natasha felt her mouth filling with cum. Thick ropes were blasted down her throat, causing her to gag once more. But, she refused to pull away. Natasha didn't want to miss a single drop of her sister's seed.

The taste was unlike anything else. It was made for her. Only she could have it.

When Yelena was finished, she pulled away to give Natasha some space. Still on her knees, Nat looked up and opened her mouth, showing the pool of cum that rested on her tongue. She took a big gulp, swallowing it whole, and showed it to Yelena.

The act set off a primal instinct in Yelena. She grabbed Natasha and pulled her back up so that they could share another passionate kiss. Nat smiled against her sister's lips as she reached down between them to slowly pump Yelena's aching cock. Her smile grew as she listened to Yelena's pleased groans and felt her shaft harden under her touch. It didn't take much effort from Nat to get Yelena's erection to swiftly return. Her actions were almost mischievous. Just one helping of Yelena's cum wasn't enough. She needed to feel it again.

Natasha stopped the kiss, leaving behind a bridge of spit that connected their lips. Yelena then had the pleasure of watching Natasha strut over towards the glass door, shaking her hips to emphasise her amazing ass as if Yelena needed anything more to fuel her excitement. Her dick was pulsating uncontrollably with anticipation. Natasha bent forward, placing her hands on the glass and lifted her ass. She glanced over her shoulder and winked at her sister, bouncing her legs so that her ass would shake.

''Do you enjoy showing off so much?'' Yelena questioned, trying to hide her smirk.

''The question is do you enjoy me showing off?'' Nat fired back with a coy grin.

Yelena's eyes answered that question as they darted down to watch her sister's ass. It was hypnotic seeing her cheeks clap together like that. To say that Natasha's behind was Yelena's favorite quality about her sister would be an understatement. She was primed and ready to go in no time.

Getting into position behind Natasha, Yelena grabbed her cock and guided it towards her sister's pussy, pressing the tip against her soaked entrance. Nat braced herself as Yelena was unpredictable with how she would fuck her. Sometimes, she was tantalizing slow with penetration, teasing her by rubbing her cock up and down the folds before easing one inch inside of her in an agonizing manner.

That was not the case today.

Yelena grabbed Natasha's hips and rammed the full length of her cock inside of her, using her sister's wetness as a natural lube to help ease her into her pussy. While it helped to a certain degree, Yelena's massive girth stretched Natasha out more than anything else had done throughout her life. None of her previous lovers compared to Yelena when it came to size and efficiency.

''Oh, yes! Fuck me harder! Harder, Yelena!'' Natasha cried out.

Yelena did as requested. She held nothing back as she mercilessly fucked her sister. Nat felt herself being pushed against the shower door. Her boobs smeared the foggy glass as she felt Yelena pound into her harder and faster. Yelena bit her lip to suppress her moans. The tightness of Natasha's pussy gripping around her shaft was almost too much for her. But, she held on. Her endurance lasted for as long as needed. She wanted to feel Natasha's body quiver and go limp because of her relentless fucking.

''More!'' Natasha whimpered, bucking her hips to meet Yelena's thrusts. ''More! More! Fuck! More!''

Yelena loved it when Natasha turned into an incoherent, babbling mess. The world never got to see this submissive side of the infamous Black Widow. No one else other than Yelena had the pleasure of seeing her being fucked like a dirty whore.

''Such a slut for my cock, dear sister,'' Yelena huffed, putting more force into her thrusts. ''You're addicted to my big cock, aren't you?''

Nat glanced weakly over her shoulder. Her back arched more every time their bodies collided. ''What does it look like?''

Yelena's hand danced up Natasha's back, making her sister's body jolt in response, before she grabbed her hair and yanked it back firmly, earning another gasp from Nat. ''It looks like you're about to cum! Are you going to cum for me?''

Unable to structure a sentence, Natasha nodded erratically. Nothing in the universe felt better for her than reaching the heights of pleasure while Yelena's cock was fucking her. She greatly enjoyed the sensation of coating her sister's dick with her juices whilst it was still inside of her. Natasha was writing as Yelena forced herself onto her, almost laying on top of her as she fucked as hard and as fast as possible.

Feeling her cock throbbing intensely, Yelena used all of her willpower to prevent herself from cumming first. It was the most exquisite torture imaginable trying not to pump her load into her sister. She waited and took note of every detail of Nat's body. She noticed the way her knees quaked and her fingers raked down the shower door, almost making her lose balance. Natasha was on the edge. All it took was a few more hard thrusts from Yelena to cause Nat's walls to break. She gushed all over her sister's cock. Nat's legs buckled but she kept herself standing. She only stopped bucking her hips to the rhythm of Yelena's thrusts when she had no more strength left.

Yelena wasn't far behind. But, she couldn't bring herself to cumming inside of her sister, so she settled for the next best thing. She pulled out and started stroking herself. She waited until Nat had the strength to turn her head and look at her before shooting thick threads of cum all over Natasha's ass. It was a widely held belief that Natasha's ass was the most glorious sight in the multiverse. Yelena knew that wasn't the case. Because the greatest sight was Natasha's ass whilst it was drenched with her cum. Even if the artwork didn't last with the shower, the image would linger in the back of Yelena's mind for the rest of her life.

With Yelena's help, Natasha was helped up so that she was now slumped on the wall instead of on the door. She had a feeling that she would have passed out from the hardcore fucking if not for her many years of intense training. She doubted that those who taught her thought she would be using her stamina to keep up with Yelena as they fucked.

Natasha reached behind to feel the last remains of Yelena's cum on her ass. ''You didn't have to pull out. It's not like you can get me pregnant.''

''That's exactly why I did that,'' Yelena said. ''I do not want to be reminded of what we cannot have.''

Yelena didn't mean to make such a harsh statement. But, it was the cold truth.

Not wanting to let the mood spoil, Natasha cupped Yelena's cheek and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. ''Don't think like that. I may not be able to have children, but there's still hope that you can. When you find the right woman, I'm sure she'll be more than happy to let you give her children.''

''Really?'' Yelena groaned in frustration. ''I just fucked your brains out and you're still trying to set me up with a date.''

Natasha smiled. ''I told you that there might be someone out there for you.''

''That will never happen.''

''Well, I do hear that we have someone new starting to potentially fill out a role similar to Hawkeyes. I hear she's cute…''

''Don't try it,'' Yelena said as she shut off the water. ''It will never happen with her or anyone.''

''Suit yourself,'' Natasha shrugged her shoulders and started to make her way out of the shower. Her grin stayed long enough to catch Yelena's attention.

The younger sister thought long and hard about what Nat had just said. ''A new Hawkeye? Are you okay with that?''

Though her back was turned as she grabbed a towel, Nat's shoulders slumped ever so slightly. After a few seconds of drying herself, she looked back at Yelena. ''I will be.''

Yelena didn't want to probe. She knew that would be the best and most honest answer that she would receive. Once more, her eyes scanned Natasha's back, trying to code the history behind each scar, including the newest addition.

''I'm not reckless, you know,'' Natasha said as if she was reading Yelena's thoughts. ''I just know that whatever battle comes our way, you'll always have my back.''

Now, it was Yelena who was the one that was smiling. She watched as Natasha started to dry herself. For the briefest of moments, Nat looked free. The future was uncertain. Thanos had shown that anything could happen and loved ones could be taken at any moment. Yelena had already spent most of her life lost without Natasha. That was a mistake they weren't going to repeat. Yelena nodded even though Nat couldn't see. She would always have her back.

''I still think you should give this new girl a chance,'' Natasha playfully continued playing cupid.

''No, I told you already. I don't do dates. I don't do relationships. I don't do sex.''

Natasha paused and turned to face her sister. ''So, what do you call what we just did in the shower?''

''Cool-down exercise,'' Yelena replied.

An air of silence dragged before the two of them broke into laughter. The chaos in their life had disappeared for the smallest of moments. Nothing was ever going to tear them apart again.

XXX

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Chapter Text

'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

''Kamala, chill! It's not that bad!''

The responsive glare from Kamala Khan was so intense that it could have cracked the screen on her laptop.

''Not that bad?'' Kamala yelled before pacing around her room frantically. ''Zoe, I posted smut about Carol Danvers and me!''

Kamala felt her stomach sink after saying that out loud. She wanted to pinch her arm for the tenth time to make sure that this wasn't a nightmare. Unfortunately for her, this was very real. All she wanted to do was post a new chapter of her Avengers as Shawarma Place employees AU's. It had been a while since she last updated; her readers were expecting something new from her. She struggled throughout the day to finalize everything. A glance at her watch showed her that it was a few minutes past three in the morning. In her frantic bid to post the chapter, she failed to notice that she had submitted the wrong file…a less safe-for-work file.

By the time she had realized what had happened, she saw that the new chapter had already accumulated a dozen hits. She almost destroyed her laptop as she desperately hurried to remove the chapter before the damage could go from bad to catastrophic. Once she had fixed the issue, she was left staring at her laptop with dread etched across her face. It didn't take long for Zoe to video call her after she had received a notification about the new chapter and found it to be very different from the way she expected.

''Technically, it was smut about Captain and Ms Marvel…''

''What difference does that make? Not only does she know my secret superhero identity, she knows my secret fanfiction secret identity. She's subscribed to my profile. That smut fic is going to end up in her feed and she'll see it and read it and probably toss me into the stratosphere!''

Zoe had to think quickly to calm her friend as it looked like she was on the verge of tearing her hair out. ''It was well-written.''

''I appreciate your kind praise, but now is not the time.'' Kamala sighed. ''Every time I get an email notification my heart sinks that it's from Carol. Then, I get annoyed when it's just an anonymous comment asking when is the next update even though I literally just posted…''

''Look, you spotted your mistake and fixed it. The smut fic was only up for a couple of minutes before you switched it to the correct one. For all we know, Carol was halfway across the galaxy when it happened.''

It took a moment, but slowly, Kamala felt her nerves easing as she gave Zoe's words some thought. ''You know what? I think you're right. She's too busy being an awesome superhero to blitz through my fanfiction the second I post an update.''

Zoe nodded. ''Exactly. She probably didn't even notice. Plus, now that you've taken it down, she'll only get an error message. So, she won't get the chance read it.''

Taking a seat in the hopes that her legs wouldn't turn into jelly, Kalama pondered for a few seconds. ''Out of curiosity, which fic did I post by mistake?''

''There's more than one?''

''Zoe!''

''Well…I was only just getting to the good part, but it had Carol's costume getting blown off after pushing a star away from the Earth. She came back down to Earth in this forest where she ran into Kamala and…''

''Oh?'' Kamala shrugged. ''So, it was one of the tamer ones.''

''That was one of the tamer ones?'' Zoe gasped.

Kamala rolled her eyes before giving her friend a kind smile. ''Thanks for this, Zoe. I was freaking out, but talking with you helped. I'm just glad that Carol was away so…''

A gentle tap on her bedroom window silenced the young superhero. Her heart froze as she slowly turned and saw a golden-haired woman floating outside, staring at her with a familiar grin that was both charming and frightening…especially in this situation.

''Hey, Kamala. May I come in?'' Carol asked.

Kamala's face paled as she looked at her laptop screen one final time. ''Can I count on you to arrange everything for my funeral?''

She didn't even give Zoe the chance to respond as she quickly attempted to shut off her laptop before rushing over to the window as Carol entered her room. Kamala wondered if Carol could hear her heartbeat. If she could, she might mistake it for rapid morse code. Kamala felt sweat dripping down her neck as the gorgeous blonde stepped closer and shot her an amused smirk.

''You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.''

''Nope!'' Kamala gulped. ''No ghost. I'm just…surprised to see you. I thought you'd be off-world or something.''

''Actually, I was. I needed to rush to Sakaar to help Bruce with an interstellar project he's working on for Fury.''

Kamala almost jumped for joy. ''You've only just got back now?''

''Coming to see you is the first thing I've done since I got back.''

A sigh of reprieve almost slipped out of the young hero's mouth. She resisted the urge to let her relief, though she did find herself smiling giddily as she comprehend what Carol had just said. She came to see her as soon as she got back? Kamala felt her cheeks heat up.

After a brief moment of silence, Kamala cleared her throat. ''So, what did you want to talk about?''

''That fanfic you posted.''

Fuck!

Kamala didn't know if she said that out loud, all she could think about was encasing herself with her powers and hope that by the time she is freed, she would be dead. As Kamala fidgeted with her hands, Carol was as calm as ever. ''Uh, I…which fic are we talking about?''

''The one about me landing in a forest naked and bumping into Miss Marvel…literally.''

''Carol, I am so sorry,'' Kamala sobbed. ''It was an accident. I was trying to post another fic. I know it doesn't excuse the fact I wrote that. You weren't supposed to see it. That doesn't help either. If you want to snap me out of existence, you have the right to do so…''

Despite herself, Carol laughed and reached out to grab Kamala's shoulders and stop her from having a full-blown panic attack. ''Kamala, breathe. I'm not mad.''

''You're not?''

''I actually found it endearing. It's not really the sort of thing I would read. But, it was well-written.''

''Really?'' Kamala beamed. Her smile dropped almost immediately as she still tried to understand how deep the hole that she had dug herself into was. ''I mean…you're really not mad at me?''

Carol snickered. ''I don't think I could ever be mad at you.''

''Well, doesn't it weird you out that I wrote…smut about us?''

''Trust me, what you did is wholesome compared to the other things I've come across that are about me. It was actually sweet to see something that wasn't just another grim fantasy trying to put me in my place.''

Kamala groaned. ''Oh, I can't stand stuff like that. You are a badass, strong, independent woman who does not get stepped on. You do the stepping on!''

Caught up in the moment, Kamala wasn't expecting a quick kiss on the cheek from Carol. There was no doubt that she was blushing now. She touched her face where Carol's lips had just made contact and fumbled through her words. How could this woman so effortless turn her into a puddle of mush?

Carol folded her arms but kept her smile. ''I did find some inconsistencies with your story. For example, my suit wouldn't burn up when getting close to a star. It's pretty durable.''

''Oh?'' Kamala made a mental note in the back of her head for her next masterpiece. ''Well, I just thought it would fit with the fun tone I was going for.''

''I think you got that across. I'm surprised. It's not a story I would expect you to write.''

Kamala smiled bashfully. ''Well…sometimes a writer has to branch out and try new things; step out of the comfort zone.''

''Are you uncomfortable, right now?'' Carol asked.

Kamala hadn't realized it at first as she was still on edge, but Carol had definitely moved closer since the cheek kiss. She towered over her. It was nearly suffocating…but, in a good way. ''Why do you ask?''

''That was risqué stuff you wrote. I don't want you to feel overwhelmed.''

The softness in Carol's voice did put Kamala at ease. Although, she was still trembling as she tried to back away to catch her breath, only for the Avenger to close the distance once more. She gulped and tried to act cool. ''Actually, like I told Zoe, that's one of my tamer…you know what? Never mind. Forget I said anything.''

Carol's smile was hypnotic.

''Your story was actually quite illuminating.''

''In what way?'' Kamala inquired.

''It gives me a better idea of what you like. A better idea of what you'd like me to do to you.''

Kamala couldn't step away any further as her back hit the bedroom wall.

''Oh?''

Was this really happening? Was Kamala's mind being manipulated by a supervillain so that she would live out her most desired fantasy? This felt like one of her fanfictions come true. The gap between the two of them was nearly non-existent. Kamala had never felt more excited than in this small moment. Carol brought her hand down to her face and cupped her cheek, stroking her skin tenderly with her thumb.

''Is your family home?'' Carol asked.

Kamala shook her head as she kept her gaze locked on Carol's face. She couldn't believe how beautiful the woman was up close.

Carol leaned closer. ''The second you feel uncomfortable, just give me the word and I'll stop.''

Kamala almost blurted out that the chances of that happening were zero, but kept it to herself. It was sweet of Carol to look out for her and wait for consent before continuing…a far cry from some of the raunchier material that she had written about them. She was taken aback by this softer version of Carol, especially with the direction this conversation was going. It made her heart flutter with joy. However, she did hope that there would be time for Carol to display her more wicked side.

''Can I kiss you?'' Carol asked.

''Yes,'' Kamala squeaked. She coughed and tried to regain what little composure she had left. ''Yes, please.''

Carol's expression made Kamala tremble with anticipation. On the surface, she appeared caring and sweet. But, Kamala spotted something primal swirling in her eyes, an almost lustful hunger that threatened to break loose and overwhelm her. Kamala wondered how long it would be before Carol would snap and take her forcefully. Her knees buckled at the thought.

''Do something,'' Kamala pleaded. ''I feel like my heart's going to explode out of my chest.''

Offering a sweet smile, Carol came forward and pressed her lips against Kamala's. The young hero melted into the kiss. It felt like lightning was surging throughout her body. Nothing would top this moment on the emotional scale. Kalama took a sharp intake of breath as heat pooled down between her legs, making her stir and writhe in Carol's embrace. Carol became more forceful, probing Kamala's mouth with her tongue. Kamala eagerly parted her lips so that Carol's tongue would slip inside. Kamala thought about pinching herself again. She was French kissing Carol Danvers. It felt too good to be true.

Carol growled under her breath, biting Kamala's bottom lip and pulling, earning a low moan of approval from the younger hero. The hunger in Carol's eyes gave Kamala the indication that she was using all of her willpower to resist the urge to shred her clothes and fuck her like a whore right there and then. Kamala would not be opposed to that happening. However, she wondered if Carol was reserving her strength so that she wouldn't hurt her. Kamala wanted to show Carol that she was fine with continuing and taking things to the next level. As they separated from their kiss, Kamala began to remove her clothes.

Carol watched on as her protégée stripped in front of her. The strain between the blonde's legs intensified. Kamala couldn't help but glance downward. Carol's suit made it impossible to see if a tent was forming. But, Kamala enjoyed letting her imagination run wild. She had many estimations of Carol's size, as evident by the frequent size kink she included in her fics. Now, she was so close to experiencing the real thing. Her pussy was warm with anticipation. As she pulled her panties down, a thread of her wetness clung to the fabric.

''You're so wet for me,'' Carol said in a husky voice.

The younger girl smiled, opening her mouth to respond, but silenced before she could say anything as Carol reached down between her legs to touch her drenched pussy.

''Are you this wet when you write about me?'' Carol purred, teasing Kamala's entrance with her fingers. Just when it seemed like she was going to force them inside, she opted to brush her fingers up and down before rubbing Kamala's clit.

Kamala bucked in response. ''Yes…I get so wet thinking about you. Writing about what you'd do to me.''

''I can imagine.''

Carol withdrew her hand, bringing it to level with her mouth. Her fingers glistened with Kamala's wetness. She began to suck on each digit, enjoying the taste. Kamala whimpered watching Carol's display. She did everything she could to stop her legs from shaking as she almost slid down the wall and onto the floor. She was so dazed that she didn't notice Carol was bringing her fingers to her mouth until she felt her wet fingers touch her bottom lip, allowing her to taste herself. Kamala opened obediently and sucked on Carol's fingers, moaning as she tasted her slick wetness.

''You're good with your mouth,'' Carol commented as Kamala eagerly cleaned her fingers. ''It's no wonder your chapter was mostly you giving me a blowjob.''

Hearing those words come out of Carol's mouth, dripping with sensual lust sent another wave of arousal through Kamala. She knew what the blonde was suggesting. ''Please, Carol…let me suck your cock!''

Carol groaned and pulled her fingers away from Kamala's mouth. ''I'm happy you said that. Because there's one more inconsistency I found with your fic.''

Kamala wasn't expecting to hear constructive criticism from Carol right before blowing her. ''What's that?''

Following Carol's gaze, Kamala looked down at her groin and saw that her suit was shifting, creating an opening that allowed her cock to burst out whilst her attire remained on. It seemed like Carol picked up on the fact that Kamala wrote Carol still wearing her costume when she had sex. Kamala couldn't explain it, but clothed sex was an underappreciated trope in smut that deserved more love. Using it with Carol just felt like double the fun. However, Kamala's attention wasn't on the fact that Carol's suit could dress and undress by itself, similar to Stark Nano Technology…Kamala's attention was fixed on the massive erection that greeted her.

''Wow…'' she gasped as she marvelled at the thick length. ''That is so much bigger than 12 inches.''

''I thought you'd want to be more accurate for your next fic.'' Carol winked.

The tip glistened with pre-cum. It was almost as thick as Kamala's arm. How could Carol keep something so big hidden so well? Kamala's wildest dreams couldn't even compare to what her hero was packing.

Carol grinned slyly. ''Why don't you get on your knees for me and take a closer look?''

If Kamala's brain hadn't restarted at that moment, she would have done exactly what Carol ordered. However, an idea struck her. It was too good of an opportunity to pass. She eyed her hero mischievously for a moment before walking over to her bed. Carol watched on with intrigue as Kamala hopped onto the bed and lay on her back with her head hanging over the edge.

''I wrote about doing this to you in another one of my fics,'' Kamala said. Her head was pounding, not just from excitement but also from the blood rushing up to her brain. ''Fuck my mouth.''

Carol's eyes glazed over. Her mind and body were overtaken with lust. She pounced, standing by the foot of the bed and slamming her hips forward to drive her cock into Kamala's open mouth. Her thick shaft barely fit, but that wasn't going to stop her. Pre-cum leaked into her mouth, sending her taste buds into overdrive as she revelled in the sensation of drinking Carol's seed. She knew that she was going to become addicted to the taste. After a moment to adjust, Carol started to bring her hips back before pumping her cock deeper into the younger woman's mouth.

Kamala let out muffled cries as she felt the cock being speared down her throat. This was not only the best angle to deepthroat Carol's massive length, but it was also the hottest in Kamala's mind. She could take every inch as Carol fucked her throat over and over again. The hero's large balls crashed against her face with every thrust. Kamala longed to suck on Carol's balls, but having them smother her face was the next best thing. She reached down between her legs to play with her pussy. It wouldn't have surprised her if her body burst into flames from sheer pleasure.

''I noticed you have dirty talk in your fics,'' Carol huffed between thrusts. ''Are you okay with that?''

Kamala nodded to the best of her ability. Saliva dribbled down her face, but she didn't stop sucking.

Once she had Kamala's clear, Carol leaned forward, pressing herself down harder against her lover's face. ''You take my cock so well in your mouth. Have you dreamed of being my little slut, Kamala?''

She nodded again; more eagerly than before.

''I shouldn't be surprised. Your fics give me the impression you long to be a dirty little whore.''

Only for you.

That's what Kamala would say if her mouth wasn't stuffed to the brim with Carol's thickness. The pace had quickly been set. Carol fucked her face frantically and forcefully. It didn't matter if Kamala was her protegee, Carol wasn't going to hold back and go easy on her anymore.

After a while, Carol pulled her dick out of Kamala's mouth so that she could breathe. ''Such a good girl…''

''Please,'' Kamala whined, desperately trying to take Carol's cock back into her mouth. She licked at the string of saliva that connected her lips with the throbbing length. ''More! I want to be your whore, mommy…''

They both stopped in their tracks. If Kamala's face wasn't drenched with spit, Carol would have seen her cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.

''I mean…that…uh…'' Kamala stumbled. Why couldn't Carol have just kept her dick in her mouth so that she wouldn't say anything embarrassing?

''That's new!'' Carol smirked before ramming her cock back down Kamala's throat. ''You like mommy's cock that much, do you?''

She was quick to bury her cock completely in Kamala's mouth, fucking her with more strength and speed than ever before. Kamala didn't know how much more her throat could take. Still, she refused to stop. This was too good. She could do this all day if she could. However, she knew that Carol wasn't going to last much longer. She fingered her pussy, bringing herself closer to orgasm as the thought of guzzling down Carol's cum sent her into a euphoric state of ecstasy. Their moans filled the room as Carol thrust her entire length forward and blew her load. Sweet cum spilled down Kamala's throat and filled her mouth. She happily swallowed as much as she could. Whatever she couldn't take was pouring down her face; not that she minded in the slightest.

Carol took a step back and admired Kamala's lewd expression. The young hero looked drunk with satisfaction.

''I want to ride you,'' Kamala purred.

''Easy babygirl,'' Carol replied, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Kamala. ''Take as much time as you need. I'm not going anywhere.''

Kamala didn't have time to wait. She had dreamed of this moment. She had written fanfiction of this moment. Her body was raring to go. She rolled onto her front and stared at Carol with determination burning in her eyes. Carol shot her an amused smirk and patted her lap, enticing her to straddle her. Kamala didn't need to be told twice as she eyed her prize. Carol's cock was still rock hard and coated with spit and cum. The wetness from Kamala's pussy leaked down her inner thigh. She hurried onto Carol and was about to settle on her lap when another idea struck her like lightning.

She turned so that she was facing away from Carol, wiggling her behind at the hero. ''How do you like this view?''

Carol licked her lips as she gazed at Kamala's ass. ''It's lovely. But, I'd rather be facing you.''

Kamala's heart leapt with joy hearing those words. She almost turned so that she could give Carol what she wanted. However, she resisted those urges and decided to let her playful side take center stage for a little while longer. ''We can do both. I want you to look at my ass while I'm riding your big cock, mommy.''

A low growl rumbled up Carol's throat. She grabbed Kamala's hips and pulled her down so that she was sitting on her lap. Kamala's back pressed into Carol's front, feeling her breasts through her costume. Kamala beamed as she felt Carol kissing the back of her neck and stroking her body lovingly. The young hero felt like she was going to grumble as Carol lowered her onto her cock. The head pushed through her entrance. Kamala cried out as her pussy clenched around the shaft, feeling it push inside of her, reaching depths that no dildo could ever hope to achieve. Her eyes rolled into the back as she settled onto the full length of Carol's dick. She leaned back into Carol's body, feeling her hero support her.

''Take your time,'' Carol kissed her shoulder. ''We won't move until you're ready. Okay?''

As much as Kamala wanted to start bouncing, she had to wait as she adjusted to the immense size. ''Yes, mommy.''

''That's my good girl.''

Despite her growing urge to feel Carol fucking her, Kamala enjoyed sitting on Carol like this. Once she had become accustomed to her size; it felt somewhat relaxing like Carol was filling a missing piece of her. She looked over her shoulder to face Carol and kissed her. ''I'm ready.''

Carol smiled. ''Moan for me, babygirl.''

She reached around to grope Kamala's breasts as she started to thrust her hips, causing her protegee to bounce up and down on her cock. Kamala was rendered speechless by the growing strength and speed of Carol's bucking.

''Yes, mommy!'' Kamala mewled, her pussy squeezing around the shaft as it moved inside of her. ''Please, fuck me with your big cock. Fuck me harder, mommy!''

Carol wasn't going to deny Kamala's request. However, she felt that it would be best for both of them if she shifted their position slightly. She hooked her arms underneath Kamala's legs and, without removing her cock, spun the young hero around so that they were facing each other. Their eyes locked.

''I want to see you when I cum inside you, babygirl!'' Carol said.

''Yes, cum inside me. Fuck me like a whore, mommy!''

Kamala's high-pitched screams filled Carol with swelling desire. She smirked at her before capturing her mouth in another heated kiss, sliding her tongue inside of Kamala's mouth to taste her cries of pleasure. Kamala felt her muscles burning as she bounced on her lover's cock wildly. She didn't think that her first time would be so feral despite what she had written in her fics. Yet, with Carol, this felt perfect. It was the right mixture of soft sweetness and hardcore naughtiness.

Just like her fanfiction.

Her vision blurred with tears of joy as she buried her face in Carol's neck, letting the older woman do most of the work as she fucked her with blazing passion. Kamala's bones were quaking from the intensity. Carol thrust into her like an animal about to breed its mate. She clung to the Avenger's body, raking her nails down Carol's back. Carol snarled and fucked her with all her power. Flashes of light illuminated her eyes and hair. Kamala's powers reacted in their own way, sparkling like jewels. The bedroom rumbled around them as Kamala impaled herself on Carol's cock over and over again.

''Kamala, I'm cumming!''

''Do it, Carol! I need you!''

Their hoarse screams unified as they came together. Kamala shook so violently that she almost fell out of Carol's arms. Her wetness soaked Carol's thigh as the hero pumped thick loads of cum deep inside of her pussy. Kamala slumped into Carol's arms, riding out the waves of her orgasm until her body was too exhausted to move. That unintentional power output knocked the wind out of her. Thankfully, Carol was more experienced with her powers and was able to handle the aftermath smoothly.

She held Kamala and cupped her cheek, forcing her to look at her. ''So? Was reality better than fiction?''

Kamala smiled dreamily and answered by kissing Carol. It was a tired kiss. But, it was filled with so much love and adoration. Nothing could ruin this moment.

''Ah…''

They froze as another moan was heard. It didn't take long for them to find the source. Kamala's eyes were drawn to her laptop screen and the image of Zoe fingering herself. Her friend's eyes were closed as she moaned quietly and masturbated, oblivious to the fact that she had been spotted by the Marvels.

''Zoe?'' Kamala screamed.

Zoe nearly fell out of her chair as her eyes shot open and she saw Kamala and Carol staring at her. She quickly adjusted her skirt. ''Kamala, I'm sorry! You didn't turn off the video call and I was too curious to see what Carol wanted to say to log off, so I kept watching and…when you two went at it, I was too nervous to say anything as I didn't want to stop you. I kept watching and…and…''

The panic in her voice was genuine. Kamala and Carol shared a glance before a sigh slipped out of the young hero's mouth. ''I'm not mad at you, Zoe. I just wasn't expecting you to be watching. Don't worry about it.''

Perhaps Zoe wasn't expecting Kamala to be so chill about catching her spying on them. Because she sat in her chair awkwardly and twirled a loose strand of hair around her finger. ''Well…I was just thinking that if you wanted to make things even, maybe you could…watch me and Carol? After you two are done, of course!''

Despite essentially living out her self-insert fanfiction dream, Kamala found Zoe's proposal to be the most unbelievable thing she had heard today. As much as she enjoyed having Carol all to herself, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't interested in seeing her with Zoe. After all, she'd written several fanfics that had Carol banging other superhero women. Why should this be any different?

She turned to Carol, who merely shrugged her shoulders. ''I'm game.'' The Avenger stated.

XXX

''Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck, that feels so good!''

Kamala was so happy that her neighbors had also decided to head out for the night because even though the laptop, Zoe's screams of pleasure were deafening. Though, Kamala couldn't blame her friend for the way she was reacting as Carol fucked her from behind. Zoe was on her hands and knees facing the screen, giving Kamala the perfect view to watch her hero pound her doggy style. Kamala thrust her fingers in and out of her pussy as she enjoyed the lewd show for the next couple of hours. Zoe had a surprising level of endurance when it came to having sex with a superhero.

Kamala would have to step up her game the next time Carol Danvers climbed through her window.

XXX

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RACHEL SCISM

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Chapter Text

'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

Angie never thought that her life would become like something out of a Hollywood movie.

She was just a young woman working as a waitress in a simple restaurant. She aspired to be more. Her journey to become an actress was filled with gruelling tests. Auditions came and went; none of which landed her the big starring role she was seeking. For the longest time, it felt like her life was on the road to nowhere.

And then, a tall and gorgeous woman crashed into her life…literally.

Though the war was over, Captain Peggy Carter couldn't settle into retirement yet. She knew that there would always be new dangers to face. She expected to deal with new threats.

That fateful day felt like any other day until a car full of Hydra sympathisers attempted to kill Peggy as she strolled through the busy New York City streets. She chased after them. The super soldier serum that coursed through her veins had transformed her into a force of nature. Without the use of a car or carriage, she could still keep up with the vehicle and apprehend her attackers. Unfortunately, the chase was not without collateral damage. At one point, the car had turned sharply around a corner and Peggy lost her footing, causing her to crash through the window of the L&L Automat. She was quick on her feet. The pain wouldn't stop her. However, something that did make her pause was the bewitching beauty of the awestruck waitress gazing at her. Peggy had shouted something about paying for the destruction before continuing the chase.

Angie would have thought that she had imagined the ordeal if not for the broken window and tables. Before she had clocked out, the restaurant staff were surprised when Howard Stark visited…and the woman Angie locked eyes with was standing by his side.

Captain Carter was her title.

Peggy Carter was her name

Angie liked to call her English.

The powerhouse was soon a frequent visitor, especially when Angie was on her shift. The two women quickly bonded and struck up many conversations. Angie didn't know how she had become involved with a war hero who had the strength to lift a truck with her bare hands. She wondered if their fates would have crossed if not for her powers. But, that didn't matter. They had become quick friends. Though, Angie would be lying if she didn't say she fancy something more between them.

Howard Stark had been up to his usual ways. He flirted with Angie to no end. Although, there did come a point where he stopped, noticeably when Peggy had suggested that the two ladies go out for drinks. From that point forward, Angie would see Howard flash Peggy a humorous smirk. The hero would roll her eyes and make some snide comment at the millionaire's expense.

Was Howard aware of something going on between them?

Angie thought nothing more of it. She was just happy to spend time with Peggy. She'd do anything for her.

She'd do anything with her.

''Am I too late to order?''

Angie was startled to hear Peggy's voice. She watched the taller woman stride over to the restaurant counter and take her usual seat. The lights were dim as night had shrouded the outside world in almost complete darkness. Music faintly played in the background as Angie fixed up a cup of tea for favorite customer.

''The boss had me sticking around to clean the place before closing up.''

Peggy nodded and took a sip of her beverage. ''That's okay, we can just do it here.''

Angie flinched and almost dropped the glass she was holding. Her eyes shifted from side to side to inspect the restaurant. They were alone. But, this still seemed bold of Peggy. ''Do…what here?''

''We did say that we would go dancing tonight.''

A sigh slipped out of Angie's mouth. ''Oh no, I'm so sorry, Peggy. Today has been such a drag. I lost track of time and now I'm closing up and…''

Before she could ramble on any further, Peggy grabbed her hand to comfort her. ''Relax, it's okay. I don't blame you. We'll just have to make a rain check on that dance.''

As Angie nodded, she glanced down at their joined hands. She took in the warmth. It made her heart swell. Every time they touched, whether by holding hands or hugging, Angie felt indescribable energy passing through her. Some people may say it's the super soldier serum from Peggy overpowering those near her.

Angie knew that it was just Peggy.

Peggy smirked at her. ''You looked a little shocked when I suggested doing it here. Why is that? Did you think I meant something else?''

Hoping that laughter would mask the fact that Peggy was right, Angie walked around the counter to confront her. ''Don't go twisting my thoughts to suit your needs, English. I'm not that kind of girl.''

Suddenly, Peggy rose from her chair, towering over Angie. She stared at her with an intense focus in her eyes. ''Are you sure about that?''

The air grew thick for Angie. She gulped and found that Peggy was forcing her to stand with her back against the counter, leaving the waitress trapped between it and Peggy. Angie looked at their surroundings once more. They were alone. The restaurant was closed. No one was here to see them. No one was here to stop them.

''Well, maybe I am. But, only for you.'' Angie then grabbed Peggy by her collar and lifted herself so that their lips could meet.

Peggy returned the kiss in earnest. Moaning into Angie's mouth, Peggy pinned her against the bar counter. She may have been only slightly taller than the waitress, but her bulky frame made it feel like she was overwhelming her. Peggy briefly worried that she was being too rough. Her strength could be quite spectacular if not controlled. It took all of her willpower to show restraint. Angie wasn't helping matters as she grinded herself against Peggy and pulled her closer, wanting to feel the hero crush her against the counter.

With her free hand, Angie plucked at the buttons on Peggy's shirt, feeling a surge of electricity as she exposed more of the English woman's muscular body. Feeling herself being undressed, Peggy decided to let her hands do some adventuring of their own. She clutched onto Angie's work uniform and tore the blouse open, earning hot moans of approval from Angie.

The waitress broke the kiss so that she could marvel at Peggy's handiwork. ''I've been waiting for you to do that for so long, English.''

Peggy didn't say a word; too focused on stripping Angie until there was nothing left. She pulled off the remnants of Angie's worktop and tossed it aside, freeing her breasts. Angie moaned with pleasure as Peggy instantly groped her boobs with her strong hands. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her cleavage being palmed. Peggy was firm and soft at the same time. Commanding, but also considerate. Many women would give an arm and a leg to be treated by a lover in such a way.

A loud shriek followed as Angie was surprised by Peggy leaning down to lavish her breasts with her mouth. She sucked hard on the left nipple, ringing around it with her tongue, while her hand continued to massage the right nipple. Angie arched her back, pushing her chest into Peggy's face. The heat between her legs intensified. She tried to quell the excitement by grinding against the war hero. This action only made the air she breathed thicker as she felt a thick hardness taking shape beneath Peggy's pants. Glancing down, she could see the huge outline of her bulge.

It wasn't the first time Angie had caught a peak of Peggy's package. The waitress was no stranger to checking her out whenever she visited the restaurant.

Using her superhuman strength, Peggy spun Angie around so that the waitress's back was pressed against her chest. One hand reached around to grope Angie's boobs. Her other slipped down between Angie's legs. Her fingers slid beneath Angie's skirt, seeking her hot center. It wasn't difficult to find. Peggy could already feel her lover's wetness leaking down her thighs. Angie's breath hitched as she felt two of Peggy's fingers rub her pussy. She trembled with anticipation as Peggy constantly teased her by probing her entrance. Just when it seemed like she would thrust her fingers inside, Peggy would retreat and resort to rubbing the waitress's sensitive clit instead. Peggy forced Angie to spread her legs further apart.

''Please, Peggy. Don't tease me.''

A mischievous grin took shape across Peggy's face. She enjoyed the way Angie squirmed in her arms. She felt her continually trying to grind against her. But, she was powerless to do anything. Peggy could make or break her as she so desired. The hero finally rewarded Angie by inserting her fingers inside her pussy before pulling out and repeating the motion. Her fingers had no issue penetrating Angie due to her excitement. Within seconds, Angie was drenched, eager to take Peggy's fingers…and perhaps more.

''You deserve better,'' Peggy whispered huskily, kissing the back of Angie's neck as she fingered her faster and harder. ''You deserve the best.''

Angie whined as she rocked herself against Peggy's hand, wanting to feel her fingers deeper. When Peggy pulled her hand away, she smeared Angie's lips with her soaked fingers, coaxing the waitress to suck on them and taste herself. Pleasure rippled throughout her body. She reached around as far as she could and stroked the hero's arms. Her blushes intensified as she stroked Peggy's biceps. The powerhouse of a woman was sex personified. Everything about her drove Angie wild with bliss. Returning to Angie's pussy, Peggy fingered her faster and harder than ever before. Angie's body quaked in response. She was riding Peggy's hand as her moans turned into screams. With her thumb, Peggy played with Angie's clit some more.

''Are you going to cum for me, Angie?'' Peggy asked in a low growl.

The softness of her voice coupled with the erotic nature of her question sent Angie spiralling. Angie couldn't remember the last time she went a day without pleasuring herself to the thoughts of Peggy. However, she had to make do with her own fingers. Compared to Peggy's, there was no competition.

''Yes! I'm gonna cum!'' Angie shrieked at the top of her lungs.

She was fortunate that the lights were off. Unless pedestrians got up close to the window, they wouldn't be able to see them. Though, with the way Angie was screaming, it wouldn't take much for someone to hear them. Angie didn't care if they were spotted. She didn't care if news of her raunchy romance with Peggy Carter was blasted all over the radios. No one was going to rip her away from the happiness she felt when she was with Peggy. Even if she wasn't the war hero, Captain Carter, she was still a wonderful and supportive woman who had her back from day one.

As Angie came down from her euphoric high, Peggy slowed the thrust of her fingers. She gently caressed her pussy, feeling her wetness coating her palm. Angie was trembling against her. Peggy continued to dot fleeting kisses along the back of her neck and shoulder. They were so enraptured at the moment that neither of them had noticed that Angie had been lifted off her feet.

Peggy grinned as she eased Angie back down. ''Sorry, sometimes I still don't know my own strength...''

Her sentence was cut short as she felt Angie grinding against a groin. Hissing through gritted teeth, Peggy saw the position the waitress was in and felt every limitation holding her back snap. Angie was bent over the bar counter, looking over her shoulder to stare at Peggy with a sensual fire in her eyes. Her skirt had been lifted higher, revealing her bare ass; as if Peggy needed anything more to entice her. By now, Peggy's cock looked primed for pants-ripping. The bulge fit perfectly between Angie's ass cheeks as she bucked against her over and over again, moaning loudly like a seductive siren.

It was a miracle that Peggy didn't tear her pants to shreds as she pulled them down her long legs and lined herself behind Angie. The waitress gasped as she felt Peggy grab her hips and force her back. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Peggy's erect cock and almost fainted at the sight. Larger and thicker than anything she could have imagined, Angie questioned if she would be able to take it inside of her. She was more than happy to find out if that was possible. She felt Peggy spread her ass cheeks and drag her length against her pussy. Angie bucked impatiently, wanting nothing more than to feel the head push through her entrance. When Peggy placed a hand on Angie's back, the waitress found that she couldn't move. Yet again, she was at Peggy's mercy.

''Don't hold back, English!'' Angie begged.

''I wasn't planning to,'' Peggy replied.

She thrust forward, moaning with delight as she felt Angie's pussy envelop her, clenching tightly around her girth. She heard Angie whimper and her nails raking against the counter. Peggy leaned over her, careful not to force herself inside too quickly, and grabbed Angie's hand to hold it. Even with all of her superhuman strength, she was still sweet and tender with her lover. She was on top of her, cooing in her ear and slowly bucking her hips back and forth, giving her time to settle and adjust to her size.

Angie had never felt so full. Her pussy was stuffed to the brim. And judging by the way Peggy was gradually mounting her like an animal, she was almost certain that she had somehow managed to take Peggy's entire length inside of her. Angie felt like she was going to burst into tears; both from extraordinary pleasure and sheer happiness.

Every woman wished for their first time to be perfect. Angie couldn't stop smiling knowing that hers was better than perfect.

''What happened to no holding back?'' Angie shuddered.

She felt Peggy smile whilst she nibbled her earlobe. ''I'm just giving you time. I think you're ready now.''

''Do it, Peggy! Fuck me!''

Peggy's cock throbbed listening to Angie's vulgarity. It was a side of her that she had never seen before. It sparked her into action. Keeping one hand enclosed around Angie's, Peggy used her other to grab the waitress's waist as she started to ram her body into her. Angie's breath quickened as she felt Peggy's cock slam into her pussy over and over again. She felt crushed beneath her as Peggy dominated her. The moist sound of their bodies colliding repeatedly echoed throughout the restaurant.

''Oh my god! I…I…''

Angie could no longer form a coherent sentence. She had succumbed to lust. Her pussy was stretched around Peggy's thickness, taking her and refusing to let go. She could feel the veins pulsating around her shaft. Peggy's powerful thrusts were like nothing else. Her hips surged and crashed against Angie's ass until the cheeks turned red. The sublime sensation could have lasted forward. However, Angie could only take so much pleasure before her body gave out.

''Peggy! I'm…''

Her screams were drowned out by shaky gasps. When knees quaked and buckled. Just when she thought she was going to slip down the counter, Peggy grabbed her and hoisted her into her arms. She turned Angie's face toward her and stared directly into her eyes. Angie felt like she was being carried away by the clouds. Her feet bounced inches off the floor as Peggy continued to fuck her whilst holding her. When Angie blinked, the tiniest beads of tears streamed down her cheek. Her smile was radiant. Peggy couldn't stop herself from pulling the woman into another fiery kiss. If Angie could melt into her arms, she would.

Angie's body was coated with sweat. She rode Peggy's cock through multiple orgasms. She couldn't believe that she could have more than one during one heated session. Peggy made it look so easy. Peggy's cock throbbed and ached with every thrust. Her massive balls swung upward, slapping against Angie's skin. Every whimper and moan that slipped out of Angie's mouth drove Peggy closer to the edge. She thought about pulling out. But, the sensation was too great. Angie's pussy was clenching so tightly around her that she wasn't sure she could withdraw even if she wanted to.

''Are you close, English?'' Angie asked as if she was reading Peggy's mind. ''I want you to do it! I want to feel you cum inside me! I can't take it anymore! I've wanted this for so long!''

Between her hard and fast thrusts, Peggy felt her heart flutter. She smiled and kissed her passionately one final time. ''I've wanted this too, Angie! I'm sorry it took me this long to realize it.''

''I'll forgive you as soon as you pump your big load inside of me.'' Angie laughed before breaking out into a chorus of ecstatic screams.

The waitress clutched onto Peggy's body as she felt the hero fuck her ruthlessly. The caution from earlier had disappeared. At that moment, Angie accepted her fate as a superhuman fucktoy. She wanted to feel every inch buried inside of her when the moment they had both been waiting for occurred. They didn't have to wait much longer, as Peggy's cock twitched and she bellowed with a triumphant grunt. Her seed was blasted deep into Angie's womb, filling her completely. Angie felt every rope of cum paint the inside of her pussy.

All of Angie's limbs were heavy and her body was dripping with sweat. Peggy pulled her into another breathless kiss as she drowned in bliss. She would have collapsed to the floor if not for Peggy's strength. But, even if she wasn't on the verge of complete exhaustion, she would still be happy to remain in her arms.

''That was quite the dance, English,'' Angie smirked as she kissed her.

''I apologize for the roughness,'' Peggy replied. ''You must understand that I haven't had the opportunity to practice my routine.''

''Don't sweat it, I can help you practice as often as you like.''

Angie could feel that Peggy was still firm between her legs. The head of the cock had slipped out of her pussy. The sizeable organ, slick with her wetness, looked so inviting. Seeing it stirred another pang of lustful hungry in Angie's core. Using what little strength she had, she fidgeted out of Peggy's embrace and was lowered to the floor. Resting on her knees, she had the best view possible of Peggy's cock. Her face was shrouded in shadow due to its impressive size.

Peggy stood above her and eyed her curiously. ''What are you plotting?''

Angie smirked and licked her lips. ''I'm cleaning up the mess.''

She brought her hand to Peggy's cock, barely able to curl her fingers around the girth, and started to stroke it. Gazing up at Peggy, she leaned forward and licked the tip, watching her lover's expression shift. Angie opened her mouth and took more of Peggy's cock into her mouth. Her lips were stretched. Peggy was thrusting her hips, fucking Angie's mouth until the tip hit the back of her throat. Angie didn't stop. She turned her head and slurped on the shaft, bringing her head closer and driving the cock down her throat. She didn't care if she choked on the dick. She wasn't going to stop.

Peggy's hands rested on the top of her head, forcing her to bob her head over and over again at a steadily growing pace. The gagging sound reverberated around the room. Angie never thought that she would be the type of woman to get on her knees for someone. Yet, here she was. If she had the chance, she would do this every day for Peggy. A mischievous thought came to her like a bolt of lightning. The next time she would visit the restaurant, Angie would sneak under the table and suck her cock while on duty. She was curious to see if Peggy could keep a straight face and not arouse suspicion while Angie deepthroated her.

Angie knew that she could never look at this place the same way again, as it was now the place where she was fucked tremendously by the Captain Carter.

Her Peggy Carter.

And as she pulled her face back right at the moment Peggy came, resulting in the waitress's face getting plastered with the hero's hot seed, Angie felt like she had found her happy Hollywood ending.

XXX

HELLO MY SWEET SUPERSTARS! WHAT DID YOU THINK OF THIS CHAPTER WITH PEGGY AND ANGIE? IT WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE THESE TWO TOGETHER. THEY EASILY HAD THE BEST CHEMISTRY IN THE SHOW AND IT WOULD HAVE BEEN AMAZING IF THEY GOT TOGETHER. OF COURSE, I HAD TO GIVE PEGGY THE CAPTAIN CARTER TWIST. PLEASE DO LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS, I LOVE HEARING YOUR COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS. THANK YOU ALL FOR READING. STAY SAFE. TA-TA FOR NOW.

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RACHEL SCISM

STEPHEN MACDONALD

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Chapter Text

'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

Swipe. Swipe. Swipe.

May Parker sighed as she scanned through multiple profile pages. She didn't think it would be this frustrating to find a date on Matcher. There were plenty of attractive options. But, none seemed to replicate her feelings of interest. Her hopes of finding someone through this app dwindled with every passing minute. The closest she had come to scoring a date was when she stumbled upon a profile for a woman named Jennifer Walters. She looked incredibly cute and May felt like she would get along with her. Unfortunately, she had deleted her account before May could act. Her attempts to find Jennifer afterwards were fruitless.

She had lost track of the day. Peter was out with Ned to visit a museum in preparation for their next test. May scoffed at the idea of her nephew needing to study anymore. She had full confidence that her little genius would ace any test that came his way. May had hoped that during this time, she would be able to set up a date for herself. Peter wouldn't be home until later tonight.

She was startled by a knock at the door. Surely Peter wasn't home already? Setting her phone down on the kitchen table, May hurried to the door and peered out of the spy hole. Much to her surprise, it was another one of Peter's friends at the door.

May opened the door and welcomed her guest with a smile. ''MJ? What are you doing here?''

The young woman grinned and lifted her arms, trying to keep the books in her grasp from dropping to the floor. ''Hi, Mrs Parker. I figured that I would bring these over for Peter.''

''Aww, that's so sweet of you. Please, come on in.''

May kept the door open while reaching out to assist MJ with the heavy books. She glanced at the covers and baulked when she recognized the titles. ''These are the exact ones Pet and Ned have been looking for. How did you get these?''

MJ winked. ''I have my ways.''

For whatever reason, May felt her heart skip a beat. It wasn't a flirtatious wink, yet, something about it made the older woman's mind race. She shook away any intrusive thoughts that threatened to take hold. This was hardly appropriate. MJ was one of her nephew's best friends.

Keeping her lips sealed, May led the way into the kitchen so that they could set the books down. The moment MJ's arms were freed from carrying them, she sighed happily and stretched them over her head until she heard a slight crack. All the while, May found her gaze constantly shifting toward MJ. Her frustration over the lack of eligible dates had to be the root cause of these feelings. She wondered if MJ would have any trouble picking up girls. Then again, May had no clue if she was into girls. As much as Peter talked about her, the young woman was quite the enigma. She liked to keep to herself but was also a friendly presence that lit up any room she was in.

''Uh…can I get you anything?'' May asked.

''Nah, I'm good,'' MJ replied. ''I'm actually going to head back. I don't want to intrude on you.''

''Oh, please, you're not intruding on me. I was just…''

May's heart froze when she remembered what she was doing. She had set her phone down somewhere with Matcher App still open. If MJ saw that, May feared that she might die of embarrassment.

''I was just looking for my phone,'' May said as she frantically began to search for the device. Her mind was so preoccupied with thoughts of MJ that she had forgotten where she left it. ''I know it's around here somewhere.''

''Want me to help?''

It was such a sweet offer. But, May had to be cold. ''Well, I don't want to keep you from anything. That phone of mine can find all kinds of hiding spots. It could take hours to…''

''Found it.''

May turned sharply, almost twisting her legs into knots. MJ was standing behind her, close enough to hand her the phone. From this angle, May was unable to see if the screen had locked. If that were the case, then MJ wouldn't see anything about her Matcher page. Resisting the urge to snatch the phone from MJ's grasp as quickly as possible, May took it. Their fingers touched, sending sparks surging up May's arm.

Is this what being a cougar felt like?

''Thank you.'' May smiled.

Thankfully, it looked as if she had dodged a bullet.

''That's a neat Matcher profile pic, by the way.''

Or not.

May locked eyes with the young woman. Her face turned bright red as she fumbled with the phone, nearly dropping it. ''What?''

''I can appreciate a good profile image,'' MJ said casually. ''Nice contrast and good blocking. It will definitely turn heads your way.''

May couldn't believe what she was hearing. Not only was MJ nonchalant with this ordeal, but she was also complimenting her. May felt her face heat up as she instinctively moved back, only for her rear to hit the kitchen cabinet. She had lost all sense of her surroundings as she laughed and tried to cover her blushes with her hands. ''No, you're just saying that.''

MJ cocked her brow. ''A true artist doesn't fake praise. Nor…do they hold from giving constructive feedback.''

''Feedback?'' May responded in puzzlement. ''What do you mean?''

''You didn't put your age. You didn't put your interests. And if you really want to get people to notice then you're going to need more than just a profile picture.''

''I can put more than one picture?''

MJ smiled coyly. ''You haven't done online dating before, have you?''

Another sigh escaped from May. ''No, I haven't. There hasn't been any kind of dating since…''

She couldn't bring herself to say Ben's name. The memories still hurt.

Noticing her hesitation, MJ stepped closer and gave the older woman a sympathetic look. ''It's okay. I get it.''

Taking a deep breath, May wasn't going to let sorrow win. ''But, since Peter is out most of the time, I thought I could give this another try. I don't think I'm looking for anything serious. I just want to feel young and free again.''

They stood together in contemplative silence. May's eyes wandered to the side while MJ couldn't tear her gaze away from the older woman. She stood far enough away to give May her personal space, but she was also close enough for May to notice all the little details about herself. Her pretty hair. Her cute face. The fact they were the same height. May didn't realize how quickly everyone was growing up. MJ was a beautiful young woman with the world at her feet. There was a part of May that wished she could turn back the clock and see how different life could have been if she made different choices.

''I can help with that.''

May was dragged out of her thoughts. ''Sorry?''

''I can fix up your profile for you.''

May smiled and slowly handed her phone back to MJ. ''You can do that?''

MJ shrugged. ''It's just a standard algorithm. All you need is a few keywords and the right color contrast on your pictures to boost its reach, highlighting the fact that certain beauty standards and general, vague descriptions are enough to rig a system in which it values finding matches to tick a checklist rather than make genuine connections.''

As May tried to figure out what MJ had just said, the young woman worked her magic as her fingers moved like a blur, typing away and making the necessary changes to get May's profile to stand out amongst the others. She couldn't help but admire the girl in action. MJ's nose would crinkle when she was deep in thought. It was one of the cutest things May had ever seen. She hoped that her blushes had disappeared.

''Alright,'' MJ said. ''That should do the trick. I just need a few more details and we're good to go. You're interested in finding…''

May was still so transfixed toward MJ that she had almost missed her statement. She stammered for a brief moment. ''Um…anyone is fine. I'm more interested in the soul rather than the body.''

MJ smiled. ''Good answer.''

May didn't know what it was, but something about MJ's smile felt…relieving? Was she hoping that May's preferences would align a certain way?

''Lastly, I just need your age.''

May snorted. ''Oh, that's the first rule of dating. You never ask a woman about their age.''

''I know, but technically you need it to fill out the profile.''

''Well, I think that's silly. Certain things should be kept private. Besides, I think putting my age would make things worse.''

''How so?'' MJ asked.

''Everyone on that app is young. So much younger than me. They wouldn't be interested in someone my age.''

MJ broke out into a sly grin. ''Mrs Parker, you underestimate the hold that older women have on younger sapphics.''

May felt her heart pounding against her chest. This wasn't the response she expected from MJ. Earlier, she was playful with her winks and smiles. Now, her actions definitely carried a flirtatious hint. Was she trying to imply something? May didn't want to look too deeply into it, fearing that her hunch was wrong.

''Sixty,'' May said.

''What?'' MJ gasped. ''I would have guessed no more than 45.''

''Well, I suppose I'm technically 55. Being blipped for 5 years does make counting the years tricky to measure.''

''Either way, you can still get it.'' MJ winked.

That wink was different from before. It was definitely flirtatious. Was MJ trying to entice her? This had to be a prank. No. MJ wasn't that type of person. She wore her heart on her sleeve. If she said it, then she meant it.

''You think so?'' May asked with intrigue.

She was at the stage where she wanted to test the waters and see what she could get away with suggesting.

MJ kept her eyes locked on May as she slowly set the phone back onto the table, leaving it to be forgotten. It was a simple action, yet it made May short of breath as she was beginning to understand what was about to happen.

''Peter won't be home for a while, right?'' MJ asked.

May gulped. ''He and Ned are studying at the museum.''

''Oh yeah, those dorks will be there for the rest of the day. Good.''

The room was silent once more as MJ approached her. Even if May did want to back away, she couldn't as she was pinned against the cabinet. Trapped between it and MJ left the older woman with quaking knees. She couldn't believe this was really happening.

''You're okay with this?'' MJ asked.

Even after all of her subtle seduction tactics, she still sought permission from May before doing anything.

Without a word, May nodded. A sweet smile flashed across MJ's face the second she got her answer. She wrapped her arms around the older woman and the two finally met for a passionate kiss. MJ pressed her body forward, grinding against May, eliciting delightful moans from her. May let her hands roam. Not wanting their clothes to keep them restricted any longer, she reached underneath the hem of MJ's shirt and let her fingers skim over the girl's hot skin. She brushed the tips of her fingers up and down MJ's stomach, gradually moving upward until she felt the curve of her cleavage. MJ groaned against her mouth before gently biting down on May's bottom lip and tugging on it.

May continued to grind her hips against MJ's. As she cupped the young girl's breasts, she felt MJ's hands slide underneath to cup her ass. She moaned louder as she felt her behind being groped and squeezed. She could already tell from the way MJ's touches became firmer that she would be an aggressive lover. Good. May didn't want to be cuddled. It had been too long since she had experienced anything like this. If she was going to have sex, she wanted it to be hard. She wanted to have trouble walking the next day. She wanted to be fucked.

With a raspy growl, MJ pushed May back just enough for her to slip her fingers into the waistband of May's pants and pull them down. May squirmed and mewled excitedly as she felt her legs being exposed. Once she felt her pants were around her ankles, she kicked them aside. She was standing in just a shirt and underwear, staring at MJ with pleading eyes as she waited for her to do something. Thankfully, she didn't have to wait long as MJ reached into her panties and found her pussy. May gasped and immediately started grinding against MJ's hand. Her fingers probed her soaked entrance, easily thrusting inside.

''You're so wet,'' MJ purred, leaning closer so that she could nibble on May's ear and whisper more obscenities. ''Am I turning you on, Mrs Parker?''

May nodded as she felt MJ's fingers being pushed in and out of her pussy. Harder and faster. MJ fingered her. The sound of May's wetness filled the kitchen. May grasped onto the side of the cabinet to keep herself from buckling to the floor. This sensation eclipsed all those moments she would use her own fingers. Her hips wouldn't stop bucking against MJ's hand. Two fingers became three. More and more. May was crying out in ecstasy while her fingers travelled down MJ's body, coming toward the waistband of her jeans.

''I want to do the same to you,'' May begged.

For a brief moment, May feared that she had said something wrong when she noticed a slight hesitation in MJ's expression. ''That would be tricky.''

May opened her mouth to speak when she glanced down and suddenly realized what MJ meant. Between the young woman's legs was a very noticeable bulge beneath her jeans. Her reaction earlier when May said she was more interested in the soul than the body now made sense.

It only took May a split second for her to decide on what to do next. She dropped to her knees and quickly worked on unbuckling MJ's jeans. ''You're so hard,'' she purred, cupping MJ's tent. ''Am I turning you on, MJ?''

''I told you not to underestimate the power an older woman would have.''

When the jeans were loosened enough for May to yank them down to MJ's ankles, she was immediately rewarded with the girl's throbbing cock smacking her in the face. She leaned back and gawked at the massive length. She'd never seen a dick so big or so thick. Her mouth watered at the sight of it. She was unable to resist the temptation to reach out and grasp it. MJ moaned through gritted teeth as May started to pump the shaft. Her other hand reached underneath to fondle her balls too. She brought her mouth to the tip and kissed it. MJ's pre-cum stained her lips, sending her senses into overdrive as the taste intoxicated her. She opened her mouth wide and took the throbbing shaft inside of her mouth.

MJ moaned in approval and brought one of her hands to the back of May's head, encouraging her to bob her head faster. As May took more of MJ's cock into her mouth, she licked the underside with her tongue, feeling every bump of the veiny length. Soon, the whole shaft was coated with May's saliva. Spit dribbled down to MJ's balls, making them wet as May continued to play with them. She repeatedly sunk her head further down until her lips were wrapped around the base and the top half of the shaft was spearing her throat, causing her to gag. MJ's grip on May tightened. She thrust her hips, fucking the older woman's mouth like there was no tomorrow.

May had never been deepthroated like this. Blowjobs weren't something she had much experience with. Nothing from her past was this relentless or erotic. She loved it.

After choking on the shaft for what felt like hours, May was forced back so that she could come up for air. Her chin was sopped with spit and pre-cum. She could only imagine how slutty she must have looked right now. Yet, she didn't mind, especially with MJ staring down at her like she was the most beautiful thing imaginable. Although, she couldn't help but notice that MJ's eyes were drawn elsewhere. She glanced down and noticed that her shirt had become wet, making it easier to see her breasts through the material.

''I'm happy I decided not to wear a bra today,'' May said as she rushed to remove her shirt.

''I'll say.''

MJ was lost for words as May threw her shirt away. The older woman was kneeling beneath her, with her cock resting on her face, and now with her gorgeous breasts exposed. Perfectly round and tanned. MJ was a whisker away from diving down to grope them. But, May had other ideas.

''Oh, fuck!'' MJ cried out as she felt her dick become smothered between May's boobs.

Just ten seconds ago, MJ would have said that the feeling of May's lips wrapped around her cock was the most sensational feeling imaginable. However, now that her shaft was enveloped between her soft breasts, she could confidently say that there was no better feeling than this. She thrust upward, ramming her cock between the valley of the older woman's cleavage. May beamed brightly as she squeezed her breasts together. The head poked out of the top, so May continued to lavish it with more kisses and licks.

''I want you to cum on my tits!'' May said. ''I bet you'd like that.''

''I would,'' MJ groaned. ''Damn, I love seeing this side of you, Mrs Parker.''

''I didn't think I had this in me,'' May replied, bouncing in response to MJ's thrusts so that she could pump her breasts up and down every inch of the pulsating thickness. ''I hope that's not all that will be in me by the end of the day.''

May would have scolded herself for the terrible pun if she wasn't enjoying herself so immensely. Watching MJ's lewd expression made her pussy wetter than she ever thought possible. MJ had ignited a fire in her that she thought would remain dormant forever. She would do anything for this woman. Tilting her head down, she sucked on the head and swirled her tongue around the tip as she pushed her breasts together. She wanted to use every part of her body to bring MJ closer to the edge.

Judging by her erratic and harsh moans, she didn't have to wait much longer.

''I'm cumming, Aunt May!'' MJ groaned.

It was all happening so suddenly. May had caught the slip-up but had no time to react as she kept massaging MJ's cock with her breasts until the young woman erupted and plastered her face and tits with her thick seed. May's face and breasts were covered by ropes of cum. She never thought that receiving a lewd facial like this would be so exhilarating. Yet, she wouldn't mind if this became a daily occurrence for her.

She hummed delightfully and licked the salty seed from her breasts. When she looked up, she hoped that MJ would be in awe by the sultry display she was putting on. However, MJ seemed to be aghast.

''Did I say…''

''It's an easy mistake to make,'' May said. ''You probably picked it up from Peter.''

MJ shuffled nervously. ''You're not bothered by it?''

''Not at all,'' May stood up and proceeded to kiss MJ, sharing the taste of her cum. ''You can call me whatever you want. I'm yours.''

A low growl escaped from MJ. She could feel her cock hardening as May intensified the kiss between them. The older woman pushed her tongue inside MJ's mouth. The taste of cum and spit mixing was a cocktail that MJ knew she would become addicted to. Spurred on by the heated kiss, MJ pushed May back and reached for her panties, pulling them down. MJ let out a lustful moan as she saw beads of wetness trickling down May's thighs. Her pussy was yearning for attention.

''Please,'' May whispered. ''I need this. I need you.''

MJ wasn't going to prolong May's cravings. She grabbed her hips and spun her around so that she was facing away from her. Instinctively, May spread her legs and arched her back. While she missed the eye contact, there was something so primal and hot when thinking about being fucked from behind. She felt MJ's cock sliding between her thighs and rubbing against her pussy. Her body reacted by bucking into her, desperately wanting to feel her cock inside of her. But, MJ was in control. Her hold on May's waist didn't falter. She kept her in place and set herself by grabbing her cock and guiding it into position. The tip touched May's pussy and then moved in a circular motion, earning more faint moans from May.

''I'm going to fuck you, May,'' MJ said huskily. ''I'm not going to stop until I cum inside of you. Is that what you want?''

''Yes!'' May replied, grinding against her lover's cock. ''Fuck me, MJ!''

A devilish smile crossed MJ's face as she pushed forward and rammed the full length of her cock inside May.

May cried out in pleasure. Her pussy was stretched to its uppermost limit to accommodate MJ's thick girth. She spread her legs further so that MJ would find it easier to fuck her. She slammed her hips against May's rear, rocking her body and pushing her against the wall with a bruising force which sent jolts of ecstasy coursing through their bodies. May's pussy clenched tightly around the throbbing shaft as it speared her over and over again. MJ's balls slapped against her with every hard thrust.

''Oh, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck!'' May screamed.

Her entire body trembled whenever their bodies collided. The impacts made her clamp down on her more tightly. MJ's thrusts became harder. She held nothing back as she buried every inch of herself inside of May. Her hips bucked wildly as she stroked her hand down the curve of May's back. The older woman's body was sheening with a thin layer of sweat. She looked like something out of a dream. As MJ fucked her, May felt her body coming undone. The pressure was too great. Her screams became high-itched as a dazzling orgasm ran through her body. She continued to ride on MJ's cock. The younger woman wasn't going to stop. May couldn't believe the stamina that this girl had.

''I'm going to cum soon,'' MJ said, cupping May's ass as she kept thrusting in and out of her pussy.

May's drenched pussy clenched in anticipation. She felt MJ's hands all over her body, touching her as she fucked her. To be sought after in such a lustful yet loving way made May's chest explode with want and desire. Her desperation to feel MJ fill her to the brim with her cum grew with every hard thrust.

''Give it to me!'' May moaned. ''Cum inside me! Please, MJ!''

May glanced over her shoulder to watch MJ fuck her. She resembled a majestic lion who was claiming its mate. The sparks between them flew as MJ buried herself as deep as she could inside May's pussy. Her balls tightened and she released an almighty howl of pleasure as she pumped her load inside of her. The walls of May's pussy tightened around MJ's shaft as she felt her insides being painted with threads of the young woman's cum. MJ's fingers dug into May's ass cheeks as she pumped everything she had to offer deep within May. After a few more thrusts, she emptied her balls and pulled back.

May's body felt like it had melted as she breathed heavily. Her mind was still abuzz as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. She came back to reality when she felt MJ's hand grab hers and pull her back so that they were facing each other. They came together for another passionate kiss. Their embrace lasted for a solid minute before they parted and stared into each other's eyes.

''I wasn't too rough?'' MJ asked.

The doubt and worry could be seen creeping into her expression. May couldn't lie and say that it wasn't more intense than she expected. However, she wouldn't have had it any other way. She offered the young woman a tired smile before reaching toward her phone that was still on the table. MJ watched as she deleted the Matcher app from her device.

''I don't need this anymore. I've already found my match.''

XXX

''And there you go,'' MJ said with a smile.

Peter stared dumbfounded. When he decided to kill his boredom in detention by playing a game of twenty questions with MJ, the last thing he expected to hear was the story of how his best friend made love to his aunt.

''I asked you what your favorite type of cat was.''

''And I answered your question.''

Peter narrowed his eyes at her. ''No, you didn't!''

MJ mimicked his actions with an added smile. ''Didn't I?''

As Peter continued to sit at his desk in shocked and bewildered silence, MJ returned to sketching. It was only a rough drawing, but it was unmistakably a rough outline of May Parker. The smile never left her face, and in the days since that fateful visit, it was apparent that May was smiling more often as well.

XXX

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Chapter Text

'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

Jane paced back and forth, trying to muster the courage she needed to march through the door and finally confront Valkyrie.

Ever since she had become the Mighty Thor and acquired god-like powers, she felt like a new person. Her life was renewed and it felt like she had finally found her purpose again. It saddened her that she couldn't share these new experiences with Thor himself. But, the last she heard of him, he was venturing around the galaxy with another group of heroes that helped defeat Thanos. She had no clue how to reach him. Hopefully, one day they would meet again.

She had wished that they parted on better terms.

She couldn't dwell on the past. She had a brand-new future to look forward to. That's what led her on the path toward New Asgard.

That's what brought her into direct confrontation with their King…Valkyrie.

To call the warrior woman a handful would be an understatement. She had the makings of a great leader. Her thoughts were always with the people. She would do whatever was in their best interest to help them thrive. Jane could see why Thor had left her in charge. However, there was also a brashness and arrogance that exuded from her. Jane wanted to chalk it up to inexperience. But, Valkyrie was potentially hundreds of years old. She had plenty of experience. Though, that was perhaps the reason. She strike Jane as the type of person who had seen a lot and was reluctant to divulge her past. Heartbreak would flash across her face. Jane didn't want to pry despite her curiosity trying to compel her to dig deeper.

The two women did not get off to the strongest of starts. Jane was willing to showcase her newfound power and strength to the King. Valkyrie would have none of it; citing the lack of any world-ending threats on the horizon. Jane felt that there was more to her reasoning than she was letting on.

That's what Jane wanted to understand.

''Come on, just jump in,'' Jane told herself. She stared at the door leading into Valkyrie's bed chamber. ''You are the Mighty Thor now. You can talk to her. I can talk to women. I talk with Darcy all the time. I'm not intimidated. Who said I was intimidated? I have brain and brawn. I'm not afraid. I am the top!''

Jane baulked at that last mental comment. She was certain that came from spending too much time with Darcy and listening to her adventures with her new girlfriend, Monica Rambeau. Jane still became flustered when recalling the stories Darcy would share. She did not skip on the details when it came to what she and Monica would do between missions.

''It's not like that,'' Jane reasoned with herself. ''I know it may look like that because I'm strolling into her bedroom. But, I'm not going in there to…fornicate, or anything like that. We're just going to have a diplomatic conversation. Besides, I think she's made it quite clear that she's not interested in me with how often she holds me back.''

A frustrated sigh escaped from her as she realized that her self-talk was getting her nowhere. She switched off her brain and dived into the deep end. Banging her fist on the door, she felt the hinges rattle upon impact. She was still getting used to her godly strength.

''It's open!'' Valkyrie called out casually.

Taking a deep breath, Jane pushed open the door and marched inside…stopping in her tracks instantly when she saw the state that Valkyrie was in.

''Hey, new Thor!'' She greeted with a wave.

''H-hi,'' Jane stammered. She didn't know where to look.

Valkyrie was in bed. That shouldn't have surprised her since it was her bed chamber. But, she was also naked. Again, that fact shouldn't have been too surprising. That didn't mean it wasn't a shock to Jane's system. However, the most crucial fact that Jane couldn't overlook was that the King of New Asgard was swarmed with naked women lying next to her in the large bed. There were at least a dozen of them. Strong women. Curvy women. Tall women. Perky breasts. Big Breasts. Slender waists. Folds of fat. Shaved pussies. Unshaved. Big cocks. Small cocks. It truly was quite the gathering. Jane had never seen anything like it. Her face turned bright red and she tapped Mjolnir against her hand nervously.

None of the women seemed irritated by Jane's sudden appearance. On the contrary, they looked quite interested.

''Aren't you a cutie?''

''Are you the Thor that Valkyrie has told us so much about?''

''Are those arms real?''

Before Jane had a chance to appreciate the praise that was showered upon her, Valkyrie stretched and lifted herself from the bed. ''I take it that you're here to see me?''

Jane gulped. ''That was my plan. Yes.''

Valkyrie nodded. She walked over to the desk at the side of her chamber where a line of beverages stood. As she poured herself a glass, she turned to her entourage. ''We're going to have to postpone the next round. It seems I've got an unscheduled business meeting.''

There were groans of disappointment from the ladies, but they complied with their King's orders. They gathered their clothes and began to vacate the room. Some threw glares in Jane's direction as they left, while others were more understanding and weren't shy about their interest in the Mighty Thor. Jane blushed and tried to keep herself from gawking at their figures as the last woman scurried out of the room, but not before blowing a kiss toward Valkyrie. The King winked, almost causing the woman's knees to buckle. Jane had to admit that the assertive power from Valkyrie was hypnotic.

Once they were alone, Valkyrie walked over to Jane and handed her a glass. ''Drink?''

Jane glanced at the alcohol and took it; unsure of what it even was. ''I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company…''

Valkyrie shrugged. ''They need some respite anyway. They're just too proud to admit it.''

''Are you going to get dressed too?''

''Am I making you uncomfortable?''

Jane could have lied and said yes. The last thing she needed was more distractions. It was near impossible to concentrate on the topic she wanted to discuss with Valkyrie's naked body on full display for her to ogle. Jane was thankful that her attire was able to hide her growing excitement. She felt her cock throbbing underneath and tried to ignore it.

''Not at all,'' Jane stuttered and quickly gulped down her drink. She felt it burning the back of her throat. ''Are you uncomfortable?''

''No, but it is a little weird that only one of us is naked.''

Jane's eyes widened. ''You want me to get naked?''

''I certainly would object to that idea.''

Jane's throat hitched in response, and it wasn't because of the drink. She quickly looked back and saw that the door to the chamber was closed. She and Valkyrie were completely alone. Jane carefully considered the idea.

The only other woman she had been naked in front of was Darcy and that incident was a complete accident. She had spilt chemicals on her coat and quickly retreated to the shower to dose herself of any irritants on her skin. When she exited the cubicle, Darcy happened to be standing right there. Jane still recalled the fear she experienced in that moment as she dreaded the reaction her assistant would have. Jane kept the knowledge of her being Intersex a secret from everybody. Outside of her close family, Darcy was the first to discover her secret. When she saw Jane's dick dangling between her legs, she stared at it for a short while before uttering one word.

''Nice.''

She then continued with her duties. Jane was forever thankful to Darcy that she never made a big deal out of it. After a while, they even became comfortable enough to make jokes about it. The next person to know about Jane was Thor. Likewise, he loved Jane all over and did not treat her any differently.

Would Valkyrie be the same?

They hardly knew each other. Yet, Jane felt like she could trust her. It was clear from the orgy that Jane had interrupted that the King was open to women of all shapes and sizes. The idea of having a conversation with another woman whilst being casually nude was appealing to Jane.

But, there was another issue they had to address.

''I would,'' Jane said. ''It's just that there's a lot of layers to this. There's the armor and the cape, it's a lot of hassle and I don't want to take up too much of your time…''

''Just do the hammer thing. Call on some lightning and wish for your armor to disappear.''

Jane raised her brow. ''I can do that?''

''Give it a swing,'' Valkyrie said, returning to the bed and sitting on the end of it.

Spurred on by Valkyrie's confidence, Jane slowly hoisted the hammer above her and compelled it to remove her Mighty Thor apparel. The sky had taken shape under the ceiling of Valkyrie's chamber. Jane felt its thunder encompass her as a bolt of lightning emerged from the interior of the room and struck her. She disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Items around the room quaked, but nothing of great importance was damaged. Valkyrie nonchalantly finished her drink as Jane emerged from the smoke and marvelled at herself. Her attire was gone.

''Wow! This is going to make a lot of things so much easier.''

She was so amazed by the act that it didn't dawn on her that she was fully naked in front of Valkyrie.

The King's eyes roamed everywhere. Her lips curled into a playful grin as she took in every detail of Jane's magnificent physique. Strong biceps. Great breasts. Chiselled abs. A cock almost as big and as thick as her arm. Jane was the perfect woman in her eyes.

''It's lucky that I told the others to leave beforehand. If they saw you now, I wouldn't be able to keep them away from you.''

''Really?'' Jane replied bashfully. Her smile grew when Valkyrie nodded. Feeling confident and proud of her new body, she posed for the King and gestured downward to her erect shaft. ''You know, the muscles were a package that came with Mjolnir. But, this mighty sword between my legs…that was all me.''

''Very impressive.'' Valkyrie grinned.

They shared a quick laugh before Jane's smile dropped. This was going better than expected. Yet, the fact that they were getting along so swimmingly made what she had to say hurt even more. ''I've been here for a couple of weeks now and I just want to make sure that we haven't got off on the wrong foot.''

Valkyrie furrowed her brows. ''What makes you say that?''

''It feels like you're trying to keep me chained. I now have the same powers as Thor. I am the Mighty Thor! I want to see some action! I want to kick bad guy butt! I want to prove my worth.''

''You don't have to prove anything,'' Valkyrie said. ''We're in a time of peace. Enjoy it.''

''But, I have this gift. I can now help in ways that I couldn't before. What's the point of having the strength of a God if I can't even use it to throw a car at a dragon or something…''

''What did dragons ever do to you? Some of my oldest drinking buddies are dragons.''

Jane frowned. ''Sorry, I was just generalizing.''

The room fell quiet. Valkyrie sighed and rose to her feet. She approached Jane and took the empty glass from her hand and set it on the desk nearby with her own. ''I get it. Trust me. I felt that I always needed constant action too. But, that was just something I used to numb myself to the rest of the universe. I know that you must feel like you're on top of the world because of these powers. That doesn't mean you have to go and throw yourself into danger at the first opportunity.''

''Is that what you did?'' Jane asked before she could stop herself.

Valkyrie pursed her lips. ''Yeah, I did. Then I became King of New Asgard. I've now got people who count on me. You're included in that. Don't throw your life away just because you've got a new one.''

It felt like the final piece of the puzzle had been slotted into place. Hearing Valkyrie's assured words filled Jane with renewed confidence. Her vision became clear. ''You're right! I don't have to fight! I can do so many other things! I can fly to parts of the world I've never visited.''

''That'll save you on travel costs,'' Valkyrie stated.

''Why stop there? I could see other worlds.''

''I'll even give you tips if you're looking for a particular destination.''

Jane smiled. ''I mean I can still protect the Earth if the time comes. But, until then, I want to enjoy life. I want to do what I couldn't do before. The possibilities are endless.''

''You could even have orgies.''

''I can even have…'' Jane choked on her spit once she realized what Valkyrie had said. The King chuckled at her reaction. ''Oh, no, no, no! That's…I mean…uh…I'm not ready for that. I've never even been with one woman before.''

Valkyrie smirked. ''Is that so?''

Jane became lost for words as she was utterly transfixed by Valkyrie's sultry gaze. They were standing so close to each other that she could almost feel the warmth radiating from the King's luscious body. Her erection was pulsating with endless excitement.

''You know…'' Jane paused. ''You're naked.''

''I am aware of that.''

''And I'm naked.''

''I can see that.''

''And when two people are naked together in a bedroom, that usually means one thing.''

''And that is?'' Valkyrie teased.

Jane sighed. ''Can you please just kiss me already? I'm not good at sapphic flirting.''

''You're doing fine,'' Valkyrie said before pressing her lips against Jane's.

Melting into the kiss, Jane carefully set Mjolnir down on the desk before bringing her free hands to the King's waist. She used her strength to pull her closer as their embrace deepened. The sound of their moans filled the chamber. Their tongues met, slipping into each other's mouths to explore. The heat brimming from their powerful bodies was electrifying. Jane felt Valkyrie's breasts rubbing against hers and was captivated. She reached up and palmed them firmly. Valkyrie groaned in response. She bit gently on Jane's bottom lip and tugged on it, eliciting sharp gasps of approval from the Mighty Thor. Between them, Jane's throbbing shaft was rubbing against Valkyrie's stomach, smearing her pre-cum all over the bumps of her six-pack.

Jane had never been kissed so passionately. The fiery embrace sent shivers down her spine. She felt Valkyrie's hands travel down and reach behind to cup her ass. When Valkyrie pulled her closer, Jane's hips bucked and her cock was being thrust against Valkyrie's strong body. The sensation was delightful, but she needed more. And Valkyrie could tell by the way her face twisted with bliss.

''Let's take a closer look at your mighty sword!''

Jane mewled as Valkyrie dropped to her knees. The shaft was now directly in front of her gaze, begging to be touched. The King's eyes were focused completely on the thick length as she tried to comprehend its size. She'd never been with anyone this big. It astounded her to think that an Earthling would be carrying such a large package. She grasped at it with both hands and tried to coil her fingers around the girth. Slowly, she stroked it back and forth, causing Jane to whimper. Valkyrie's hot hands brought her immense joy. Her arousal spiked to new heights as she thrust her hips, matching the pace of Valkyrie's hand job.

''Oh, shit!'' Jane moaned.

Her legs shook as Valkyrie pumped her cock harder and faster. She jerked when she felt the King's tongue flick over the head of her dick, licking the pre-cum that was oozing out of the tip. Jane sighed through gritted teeth as she felt her cock slowly become engulfed within Valkyrie's mouth. Looking down, she watched her shaft disappear and reappear as Valkyrie bobbed her head. She slurped on the massive length. The tip brushed against the back of her throat causing her to gag. But, that didn't deter her. She sucked as hard and as fast as she could as she took the cock down her throat until her lips were sealed around the base. Jane's balls rested against Valkyrie's chin as she deepthroated her over and over again.

Valkyrie hummed and gazed up at Jane with the cock still fully embedded in her mouth. The vibrations from her lips caused Jane to throw her head back and moan loudly. Saliva drooled out of the corners of Valkyrie's mouth. She didn't care how messy she was. Her movements were rapid as she repeatedly sucked on every inch of Jane's cock.

When Valkyrie finally pulled her head back, she gasped for air and continued to pleasure Jane by stroking her drenched dick. Her seductive smile made Jane's heart skip a bit. With her other hand, she reached for her balls and fondled them. Her skilful touch nearly caused Jane's knees to give way. But, she held strong and thrust her hips so that the head of her cock would rub against Valkyrie's face. The King happily let the shaft smear her face as she grabbed Jane's balls more firmly.

''Want me to give them a kiss too?'' Valkyrie asked.

Jane nodded without hesitation. ''Please.''

Valkyrie proceeded to lick the underside of Jane's cock, moving down until her lips reached the hefty balls swinging back and forth with every forceful thrust. The sound of Valkyrie slurping on her balls made Jane's ears ring. She'd never heard a more erotic noise. Valkyrie licked them all over before taking them both in her mouth. Her hand continued to pump the shaft at the same time. Spit rained down onto Valkyrie's chest.

Jane's entire body tensed as she felt her impending release. She wished that this would last for a little while longer. However, Valkyrie was far too skilful. She thought of the women with dicks that were part of Valkyrie's orgy earlier. The vivid image of Valkyrie sucking other women's cocks brought Jane closer to the edge.

Knowing she was about to cum, Jane wanted to leave a mark on Valkyrie that the King would never forget.

She grabbed a fistful of Valkyrie's hair and pulled her back. Jane grabbed her dick and stroked herself until she finally exploded. Threads of hot cum blasted from Jane's cock and landed all over Valkyrie's face. She happily accepted the heavy load which covered her. It seemed endless as Jane kept pumping rope after rope of her seed across Valkyrie's face. Some of it landed near her mouth. The King didn't waste time and licked her lips, tasting the sweet nectar of the Mighty Thor. She had found a new favorite beverage.

When Jane was done, she glanced down at Valkyrie with a satisfied look plastered across her face. Beads of sweat rolled down Jane's strong body.

Valkyrie scooped up some cum on her cheek and licked it from her finger. ''That was unexpected.''

Jane smirked. ''Good unexpected?''

''Very good.'' She rose to her feet and turned to walk back over to the bed.

Jane was bewitched as she watched Valkyrie strut away from her. Her muscular back made Jane's dick twitch. It didn't stay soft for long as she gawked at the King's rear for a short while. Valkyrie then propped herself onto the bed, resting on her hands and knees as she raised her hips and pushed her ass out. Jane stared at Valkyrie's ass like a starved woman who had stumbled on a royal feast.

Valkyrie chuckled at Jane's slack-jawed expression before wiggling her ass. ''Are you going to fuck me? I know I've got a great rump, but I'd rather you mount it than just stare at it.''

Pulled out of her daze, Jane hurried into position. She positioned herself behind Valkyrie and grabbed her by the hips. Jane placed her hands on Valkyrie's ass and parted her cheeks so that she could gaze at her pussy. Thrusting her hips forward, her cock brushed against the soaked entrance, earning a purr of approval from Valkyrie. She grabbed her dick and slowly inserted it. Valkyrie's pussy clenched tightly around the shaft as more of it was pushed inside. Inch by inch. Valkyrie welcomed Jane's cock, gasping and moaning loudly as she pushed herself back into Jane's groin.

''Fuck!'' Valkyrie growled as she finally took Jane's length down to the hilt. ''Don't hold back!''

Jane wasn't planning to. Despite her vast new strength, she was aware of Valkyrie's power. She could handle it. So, Jane knew she could go all-out and fuck this gorgeous woman to her heart's content.

She moved back and forth, increasing the force and speed of her thrusts with every passing second. Every time she pulled back, she could see her shaft glistening with Valkyrie's wetness. It felt like Jane's world was spinning as she began to fuck the woman harder and faster. Her warm walls gripped her shaft tightly, refusing to let her leave as she bucked her hips, making the bed quake beneath them. Valkyrie was stretched like never before as Jane pounded her relentlessly. Jane's hold on Valkyrie's hips strengthened as she pushed her down onto the bed and slammed her hips against her ass over and over again, driving the full length of her cock into her repeatedly.

The sheer force of her thrusts pinned Valkyrie down, much to the King's delight. She couldn't remember the last time a lover had dominated her like this. Valkyrie usually liked to be the one on top. But, this was an occasion where she would gladly make an exception.

''Oh, fucking hell!'' Valkyrie moaned. She pushed herself back onto Jane, rhythmically matching her hard thrusts. ''Don't stop! Fuck me! Oh, fuck me with your big, hard cock, oh Mighty Thor!''

Valkyrie's playful cries were tinged with arousal. The humorous call quelled some of Jane's nerves. She was thankful that Valkyrie was the type of person who eased her into this. This easily had to be the most intense fuck that Jane had ever experienced. Being bestowed with godly powers probably helped add to the intensity. Valkyrie turned her head so that her cheek was pressed against the mattress and she watched Jane fucked her from on top. Her strength waived as it became clear that Jane was more powerful than she was. The forceful thrusts rattled every part of Valkyrie, pushing her over the edge time and time again.

Jane's unyielding thrusts were rewarded with the sound of Valkyrie screaming in pleasure as she came on her dick. She clawed at the bed sheets as her juices squirted all over Jane. Feeling Valkyrie's pussy squeeze around her shaft brought the Mighty Thor to the peak of ecstasy. She moaned through her grinding teeth and pushed her full length inside. Her back arched and her toes curled as she came, pumping her thick load inside Valkyrie's pussy. The King sighed with relief as she was filled to the brim with Jane's bountiful seed.

Jane collapsed onto the bed and lay next to Valkyrie, panting heavily as the King turned herself over so that their eyes locked. Barely a second had passed before Valkyrie rolled onto Jane and straddled her lap.

''I hope that you're not done yet.''

Jane's hand snuck around to Valkyrie's ass, grabbing it before pushing the King back onto her cock. ''I'm just getting started.''

XXX

After many, many, many…many hours, Jane lay with her back on the bed. Her muscles were burning. Her body gleamed with sweat and cum. Her flaccid cock pulsed violently. She had lost count of the number of times it had been buried inside all of Valkyrie's holes.

''How is your bed still in one piece?'' she asked.

Turning her head, she watched Valkyrie dress up in her best suit as she got herself ready for the next New Asgard council meeting. The King grinned as she adjusted the cuffs on her sleeve. ''The wood that supports the bed is not something you'll find in this galaxy. It cost a pretty penny to acquire.''

''You thought ahead.''

''I always do.''

Jane sat up and offered Valkyrie a sincere smile. ''I want to thank you for what you said. I think it's what I needed to hear. I guess I'm still buzzing from becoming a deity. But, I promise that I'll take things easy.''

A look of sadness flashed across Valkyrie's face before her confident grin returned. ''Good. Charging into endless battles is no way to live. The quiet life has its perks. More time for friends. Travel. Sex.''

Jane laughed. ''By the way, I totally could have kept going. But, I don't want to keep you from your meeting.''

''I know,'' Valkyrie shot Jane a sly smirk. ''That's why I made a quick call.''

Before Jane could question her, Valkyrie opened the door and her entourage from earlier returned. The moment their eyes found Jane they were all entranced. Jane's arms twitched. She thought about covering herself. However, when she saw their pupils transform into love hearts, she felt a fire burn in her chest.

Valkyrie stepped outside and slowly closed the door behind her. ''I'll be back soon. Keep her warm for me.''

''With pleasure,'' one of the women purred.

Valkyrie glanced at Jane and winked before disappearing behind the closed door. Jane's heart raced as the army of women enthusiastically descended upon her. They joined her in bed and ran their hands all over her body, touching every inch of her.

''What say you, oh Mighty Thor?'' a woman whispered seductively into Jane's ear. ''Will you allow us the honor of satiating your lust? Please, fuck us.''

Jane moaned with delight. ''Whoever said it was tough to be a God clearly didn't know shit.''

Whilst Valkyrie was at her meeting, Jane spent her time getting to know every woman very intimately.

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'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

America Chavez groaned as she slipped back into consciousness. She could feel that her heart was still pounding as her vision slowly returned. Glancing at her surroundings, she saw that she was currently settled in a dark catacomb. Strange statues and eerie engraving marked the walls around her. The vibe from this place was ancient. A chill ran down her spine as she tried to pick herself up…but found herself still rooted to the spot.

She looked down and saw that her wrists were currently bound to a stone slab that she was resting on. She struggled against the restraints, but couldn't break free. Her shackles were magical. A red glow illuminated and pulsed from them, almost as if they were alive. The sole reason for their existence was to keep America tied to the stone.

''Good! You're awake!''

America turned her head as far as she could and saw the Scarlet Witch approach from the shadows. Her appearance had darkened considerably. But, she was still recognizable as Wanda Maximoff. The humanity hadn't completely left her. However, America was unsure of how useful that information would be to her considering the way the magical woman was pacing around the table, stalking her like a predator about to sink its teeth into their prey and deliver the killing blow. America tried once more to break free, hoping that her newfound strength and resilience would prevail.

But, that was not the case. Wanda's magic was too strong. And her determination was unbreakable.

''You should relax,'' Wanda said softly. There was a motherly nature to her words. However, America could sense the dark implications behind her tone. ''This won't take long.''

America's blood turned cold. ''Why me?''

''I would have thought that answer would be clear to you,'' Wanda brushed her hand over America's face. Yet again, America was startled by how gentle the Scarlet Witch was being towards her. ''You're an anomaly in the multiverse. The only version of yourself. You are the only guarantee I have of being with my children, as they are supposed to be.''

America gulped. Her eyes were beginning to glaze with tears. ''I'm eighteen years old.''

''I am aware of that.''

''I don't want to die.''

Wanda hesitated before letting out a slight chuckle, catching America completely off-guard. ''Did Stephen not tell you anything?''

America gazed back at Wanda in bewilderment. ''We didn't have much time to chat considering you were chasing us across the multiverse.''

''And do you know why I was chasing you, specifically?''

''Because you need my power?''

Much to the younger woman's surprise, Wanda seemed to become momentarily flustered. The dark aura that accompanied her evaporated as she struggled to find the words that would help explain the situation to her captive. ''This is going to be awkward to explain.''

America glanced at her bound wrists and ankles. ''I think we've already set sail on the awkward ship.''

''True.''

The surrealness of the situation was beginning to dawn on America. She couldn't believe that she was striking up a casual conversation with someone who had been pursuing her for so long. Someone whom she thought was trying to take her life. Someone who currently had her magically bound to a stone table while she loomed over her. America would have believed she had stumbled upon the set-up for an erotic dream. But, she couldn't dream. This was all really happening to her. She was having a moment with the Scarlet Witch.

A sigh escaped from Wanda. ''Okay, I guess I should just rip the band-aid off. You know that I need your help to get my children?''

America nodded. ''Yeah?''

Wanda bit her bottom lip swiftly. ''How do you think children are made?''

The question was so blunt and out of left field that it took America a moment to comprehend what Wanda was suggesting. Her eyes widened and her heart leapt into her throat when she put two and two together. ''Wait…you mean…I can literally help you get your children. Like…as in…''

''Yes.''

The two women fell silent. Now that Wanda had openly stated her intentions, she seemed more at ease. But, America was still rattled by the revelations, not out of revulsion. She stared intensely at Wanda, waiting for the witch to reveal that this was all just a ruse to toy with her and lull her into a false sense of security before taking her power and life.

But, Wanda remained serious.

''There is no way this is happening.''

''It is! I need your help, America,'' Wanda pleaded. ''I'm not going to force myself on you if that's what you're concerned with. I'll only need a sample. I can get that from you with just a flick of my wrist.''

There was a jolt that surged through America's body. Did the Scarlet Witch just indicate that she was going to give her a handjob to collect her cum? America shouldn't have been turned on by the idea…but, she was.

''H-how…'' America stammered. ''How will this work? What if it doesn't give you the two children you're after?''

''It will,'' Wanda replied confidently. ''Because of your uniqueness and special abilities. I discovered this when I studied the Darkhold. If you impregnate me, it give me what I desire most in the multiverse. A chance to have my family again.''

America saw the pain etched across Wanda's face. She no longer saw the monster that had been chasing her through time and space. Wanda was a mother who would do anything to be reunited with her children.

If she was telling the truth, then America saw no reason to deny her request. She could easily jerk her off and get enough seed to fill her. Once again, America found herself intrigued by the thought. So much so that she felt herself getting hard beneath her jeans. Wanda glanced downward and saw a bulge taking shape between America's legs.

A coy smile appeared. ''Do I take that as you accepting my offer?''

''Do I have a choice?''

''Do you want to say no?''

America was speechless. She could say no. But…she didn't want to.

Wanda was standing by the edge of the stone where she was bound. The predatory gaze on her face had shifted. Wanda was still in control. Yet, it was an exciting prospect for America. She began to laugh in disbelief.

''This whole time, I've had a hot older woman chasing after me cause she wants me to get her pregnant. I honestly feel like punching myself in the face.''

Wanda grinned. ''I suppose I should have been better at communicating.''

''Yeah, maybe take a break from reading the Darkhold. It's not good for you.''

''Once I have what I need from you, I'll no longer require the book.''

The more she thought about it, the less negatives America saw in this arrangement. She could help Wanda with her needs, in more ways than one. In return, she would get the chance to have a gorgeous woman use her in a way that her moms' wouldn't approve of. It felt raunchy and wicked. America trembled with anticipation. However, there was one aspect of Wanda's proposal that she felt unfulfilled.

Why settle for just a handjob?

''You know,'' she started, getting Wanda's attention. ''If you really want to be sure that you'll get pregnant, wouldn't it make more sense if we…you know?''

Now, it was Wanda's turn to be perplexed. ''Are you saying you want to actually have sex with me?''

''It's like the old saying goes; make love, not war.''

Wanda giggled in amusement. ''Very well. Let me get those binds off of you.''

Before Wanda could make the magic around America's hands and feet disappear, she saw the younger woman's face scrunch up. She could tell that she wanted to say something but was bashful about doing so. But, with Wanda's gaze fixed upon her, America had no choice but to express her true feelings. ''Can the restraints stay on?''

Wanda smiled sultrily. ''I apologize for underestimating you.''

America's excitement knew no bounds as she watched Wanda's red outfit melt away with a wave of her hand. The attire liquified off her skin like running water, revealing every luscious curve. All that remained was the Scarlet Witch crown adorned on top of Wanda's head. The young woman's cock throbbed in response. Seeing Wanda in all her glory was among one of the greatest sights America had witnessed across the entire multiverse. Her body had forgiven Wanda for all the frights she gave America whilst chasing after her.

''Shall I do you?'' Wanda inquired.

''Can I at least keep the jacket?''

Wanda's lips remained sealed. Her hands did all the talking. A red glow danced between her fingers. America glanced down just in time to see every piece of clothing she had on evaporate like fog. The only thing that remained behind was her star-spangled jacket trapped between her back and the stone she was lying on. With nothing keeping her cock constrained, the huge member bounced into view and immediately snagged Wanda's attention. A swift double-take followed as the witch gazed at the shaft in wonder.

''My, my…'' she perched herself on the corner of the stone slab. Her ass brushed against America's leg. ''We certainly are going to have some fun. I wonder if you can get any bigger…''

Before America could answer, Wanda leaned her head down and opened her mouth as wide as possible. America gasped when she felt Wanda's tongue flick the head of her cock. The older woman teased the tip for a short while before she engulfed as much as she could. Her lips slid up and down the thick girth. Her mouth was stretched before she could even devour half of the length. But, Wanda wasn't going to let that stop her from trying to take every inch. She sucked hard and bobbed her head in a rapid motion. The sound of her choking on America's dick echoed loudly.

America bucked her hips as she succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure of the Scarlet Witch's blowjob. She thrust into Wanda's mouth repeatedly, probing the depths of her throat time and time again. Wanda's neck bulged due to the sheer size of the appendage. She glanced at America and fluttered her eyes at the young hero.

''Fuck! This was so worth the hundred near-death experiences I thought I was going through,'' America moaned.

Wanda smiled as she took the shaft out of her mouth. With both hands, she pumped it quickly. Her fingers could barely wrap around its thickness. There were still plenty of inches to marvel at even with both palms stroking quickly. Wanda brought her face closer and stuck out her tongue. She slapped the dick on it a few times before rubbing it over her face. After smearing her face with spit and pre-cum, Wanda dived further downward and began to suck on America's balls. She cried out in pleasure and squirmed against her magical restraints.

''Good girl,'' Wanda purred, licking both balls before trying to take them in her mouth at the same time. She slobbered on them like there was no tomorrow. Then, she repeated her earlier motion by rubbing her face against the heavy set of testicles.

For no reason other than the fact that she found the action really hot.

''I think you're ready for me!'' Wanda cooed.

She sat up and gave the cock one more stroke. America was definitely more than 12 inches. You'd have to travel far throughout the multiverse to find someone who was packing a dick as big or as thick as hers.

This experience was going to be exhilarating for both of them.

America braced herself as she watched Wanda mount her cock. Her pussy gushed heavily, leaking onto the younger woman's groin. Wanda exhaled slowly as she carefully lowered herself. The tip pushed through her entrance. Despite how wet she was, it was quite a tight fit because of America's size. Wanda hissed and bit her lip as she fought through the discomfort.

It would be worth it. Not just because it would be a hot experience, but because after this, she would finally be one step closer to reuniting with Billy and Tommy.

As for America, she was having the time of her life. The feeling of Wanda's pussy clenching tightly around her cock was warm and exciting beyond words. And it only continued to get better as Wanda began to bounce up and down. Her hips swayed and her tits bobbed as she rode her with greater intent. Red sparks flowed around Wanda's body. Her magic jolted in tandem with her arousal. The room was cast in an ethereal glow that almost made this place feel like something out of a dream.

''So, this is what dreaming feels like!'' America sighed blissfully.

A smile tugged on Wanda's lips. She rocked herself against America's cock harder and faster. She had her work cut out for her as she felt herself ascending to new heights. Her eyes rolled back. Her body arched. Shifting herself slightly caused America's cock to reach deeper. Wanda screamed in pleasure. She made sure to bounce at the moment America thrust her hips.

She wanted every hard inch to penetrate her.

''Come on!'' Wanda purred. ''I know you can do it! Give us both what we want! Cum inside me! Fill me up and get me pregnant!''

''Holy shit!'' America grunted as she felt herself driven closer to the edge.

Before today, she never thought that she would have a breeding kink. But, Wanda proved otherwise. It was a challenge to buck her hips fully as she was still tied to the slab beneath her. But, the restraints added to the hotness for her. She was trapped, but Wanda still needed her.

Wanda wanted her.

Her wetness that flowed around America's cock and flooded her groin proved as much.

''Did I make you cum?'' America asked.

Wanda's face contorted with pleasure. ''Yes! God, you feel so good inside me! I can't stop moving…''

''I'm so close.''

''Yes! Do it! Breed me! Give me my children! Don't stop until you pump every drop of cum you have inside my pussy!''

America and Wanda had become so lost in the raptures of pleasure that they failed to notice the aura that had been conjured beneath them. A magic circle formed underneath America just as a surge of adrenaline rushed through the younger woman. Her pupils transformed into stars, glowing bright blue as she thrust her cock deep inside Wanda and exploded.

Wanda wasn't prepared for the amount of cum that was being pumped inside. It filled her to the brim. America was equally shocked. She'd never cum this much before. But, before she could contemplate how it happened, the magic circle below her disappeared.

''Oh my…'' Wanda sighed. She reached down and rubbed her stomach. It almost felt like it had bulged because of the load that had been pumped inside. She could feel America's cum leaking out of her pussy. It flowed down the shaft that was still embedded within her.

''That was…something,'' America huffed. ''How do you feel?''

''Whole again,'' Wanda beamed. ''Thank you.''

America smiled back. She was happy that things worked out for them in the end.

Despite haven just cum more so than she had ever done before, America still felt full of energy. Her eyes shifted from side to side as she cleared her throat. ''Do you…want to go again? You know, to be sure that you're pregnant?''

''Trust me, I'm sure.''

America licked her lips. ''Okay…but, shouldn't we be really sure? Just in case?''

Wanda could see right through America's excuse. It wasn't fooling anyone. Yet, the Scarlet Witch smiled and tilted her head in amusement. ''I suppose it's best to be very thorough.''

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Chapter Text

'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

Silence.

Yet, Elektra Natchios felt something was amiss.

Commotion within The Void was infrequent. But, when things happened, everyone within a radius of a few miles knew something was going on. However, this felt different. There was a tense calm in the air. Elektra opened her eyes and inspected her surroundings. At first, she thought an assassin working for Cassandra Nova might have arrived to take her out while she was meditating. Then, she thought that perhaps Gambit or Blade had returned from their scouting mission.

There was only stillness. That didn't stop the hairs on the back of Elektra's neck from standing. Her senses picked up on something going on outside.

Not wanting to take any chances, she retrieved her two sais and crept outside.

The vast desert stretched beyond the horizon, further than the eye could see. Elektra held a steady breath. At any moment, she expected things to take a turn for the worse. She couldn't count how many times she had nightmares of Alioth swallowing everything in sight, taking her with it.

How much more could a person risk losing?

She dared not find that out.

After a moment, she felt her body at ease. She sheathed her weapons back into her belt and turned to head back inside…only for her ears to perk when she heard something in the distance. A recognisable metallic cry reached her. Finally, she could smile and let out a sigh of relief. It was at this point she knew that it was Laura training which had caused her senses to flare up.

'Matt would be laughing about this right now. He probably would have been able to tell it was her.'

Once again, Elektra thought about the people in her life…those she might not ever see again.

Matt.

Her father.

Abby.

Elektra's smile dropped. She tried to go back inside so that she could continue with her meditation. But, she knew that she wasn't in the right frame of mind. She heard a loud grunt in the distance. Laura must have been in the midst of an intense training session. The Mutant was never one to do things half-heartedly. Elektra pondered for a moment. Would she be up for having a sparring partner? It wasn't like Elektra had anything better to do. Plus, she would still be getting some training. So, she turned her heel and marched towards the source of the noise.

Laura's cries of battle raged on. Louder and louder. Elektra would have been intimidated if she hadn't already been familiar with the young woman. How long had they known each other? Months? Years? Time in The Void was difficult to comprehend. For all they knew, they could be trapped in the hellscape until the end of time…maybe further beyond that. It was a concept that made one's mind melt. Elektra shook away those cosmically depressing thoughts. She wanted to train with Laura to clear her head.

There was going to be no distractions. No hesitation.

As soon as Elektra rounded the corner and came across Laura, her train of thought came to a complete halt.

Laura was aggressively shadow-boxing in an open area. Her claws were extended as she swiped at the air. Her arms moved like a blur as she leapt in the air before slamming her fist hard into the ground. The impact was strong enough to leave a mark. Her bloody knuckle healed within seconds.

It was an awe-inspiring sight…at least, it would have been if not for the fact that there was one other thing about Laura's state which bewildered Elektra.

Laura was completely naked.

Nothing was left to the imagination. Elektra was left staring in utter disbelief as she basked in the glory that was Laura's complete figure. The Mutant stood tall and brushed her brow with the back of her hand. Her chest heaved as droplets of sweat trickled down her toned body. Her ab muscles were clearly defined and chiselled to perfection. If Elektra believed Gambit's tales of the Wolverine's physique, the apple most certainly didn't fall far from the tree…in more areas than one it seemed. Between Laura's legs dangled the largest and thickest cock that Elektra had ever seen. Laura being Intersex was not a secret amongst the group, especially after the time Johnny Storm caught Laura jerking off while grunting his sister's name. The reveal shouldn't have been too shocking to the assassin. But, it was the fact that Laura was so huge despite her shaft being flaccid that caused a lump in her throat to form.

Elektra flinched when she finally looked up and realized Laura was staring at her. An amused grin formed across the younger woman's face. ''I'm training, yet your heart is racing quicker. Why is that?''

Elektra smirked and advanced towards her super-powered ally. ''I never took you as one for jokes.''

''You didn't answer my question.''

''I'll answer after you respond to mine,'' Elektra replied sharply. ''Why are you naked?''

Laura nodded to her left. Elektra looked over and saw her clothes neatly folded away from the debris left in the wake of her messy training session. ''Clothes are hard to come by around here. I tend to tear through mine rather easily if I'm not careful. If I cut my skin, that's fixable. Stitching…not so much.''

Elektra nodded. ''I suppose so. And you're not bothered about being caught? Or, having your pants down if we come under attack?''

''No,'' Laura shrugged. ''A fight is a fight. My enemies are not going to care if they see my dick. They only care about erasing me.''

Her answer was so simple. Too simple. Elektra wished there was more to chew on so that she could concentrate on the conversation. Instead, her eyes kept occasionally glancing downward. There was so much of Laura to admire. Her breasts were not as big as the assassin's. But, her biceps were a work of art. She was in prime physical condition. A slight twitch from Laura's cock caught Elektra's eye.

''You're not scared of having another Johnny incident?''

Laura snorted. ''I can handle that hothead.''

''Are you sure? He's normally a jokester. But, he sounded pretty pissed when he found you stroking your dick thinking about her sister.''

Rolling her eyes, Laura paced next to Elektra. ''I was not stroking myself.''

''No?'' Elektra probed with a grin.

With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, Laura leaned closer. ''Sue can turn invisible, remember?''

Slowly, the revelation of what Laura was implying dawned on Elektra. Over the decades, she had trained her mind to handle all kinds of pressure and distractions. But, there was something about Laura in this state, so openly talking about the fact she fucked the Invisible Woman, that sent a wave of arousal rippling through her. Her throat hitched and she had to look away to collect her thoughts.

Laura masked her amusement behind a few warm-down stretches. ''So, what brings you out here?''

''I…I heard you training and I thought I'd join you.''

Laura stared at her for a moment. ''Okay.''

''Really? Do you need a moment to catch your breath?''

''I'm not the one who's breathless.''

Elektra's brow arched. She was taken aback by Laura's boldness. There was something about this woman that made her heart flutter. Laura reminded her of Abby. She had that same strength. The same confidence. It was a quality she admired and loved about her.

Laura cracked her neck, and her claws extended from her knuckles. ''How do you want to do this?''

''What do you mean?''

''Do you want me to tear your clothes?''

Another chill ran down her spine. She couldn't tell if Laura's inquiry was serious or another humorous jab. Either way, she had a point. Elektra did not want to go hunting for new clothes after what she imagined would be an intense spar. As she stripped, she couldn't help but notice that she wasn't as embarrassed about the idea of duelling nude as she thought she'd be. Laura's mannerism was so matter-of-fact. It caught Elektra off guard. But, it also put her mind at ease. Despite her initial apprehension, this was turning into the exact kind of distraction she was looking for.

Well, maybe not the exact kind. Gazing at Laura once more, Elektra knew that there was something else they could be doing. But, for now, she wanted to test her skills.

She set her clothes next to Laura's and strutted towards the Mutant with her weapons at the ready. Laura's eyes travelled across Elektra's mature body. Out of curiosity, Elektra looked down. Laura's cock twitched again.

The assassin smirked and pointed a sai at Laura's face. ''My eyes are up here.''

Laura smiled for a fleeting moment. However, once she got into a battle-ready stance, her aggressive side switched on. They were comrades in training. But, that didn't mean they were going to go easy on each other.

A swift lunge nearly caught Elektra off guard. She blocked Laura's strike with her sai. The clash made the assassin's arm quake as she could already feel the strength behind Laura's Adamantium extensions. When she retaliated, Laura parried and deflected to the best of her abilities. Elektra's barrage was relentless, but Laura held firm. She shifted swiftly from left to right and tried to knock the older woman off balance. Elektra leapt out of the way and landed expertly on her feet.

Feeling the hard ground beneath her filled Elektra with a new sense of freedom. Fighting nude was quite the exhilaration. However, it left her vulnerable if she was not careful.

Laura pounced at her like an animal. Her feral cries blasted through Elektra. She stood her ground. Steel against steel. Over and over again.

''No mala,'' Laura growled as she pushed against Elektra.

There was something about the tone in Laura's voice which gave Elektra goosebumps. She pushed aside any thoughts of debauchery and continued to counter as often as she could. She kicked out, only for Laura to block with her leg. Suddenly, another claw sprouted from Laura's foot, and she jumped at Elektra. The assassin evaded the strike and grabbed her opponent. The two rolled around for a moment, trying to pin the other person down.

Ultimately, it was Laura who proved victorious. Her superior strength gave her the edge as she pressed her elbow down on Elektra's chest. She lay on top and locked eyes. Both women were breathing heavily as they stopped what they were doing and stared. Elektra tried to smile. Yet, there was such a thick tension to this moment. All she could think about was how their hot bodies were touching. Below, she felt something rubbing against her…growing. Neither of them needed to look down. Elektra knew exactly what she felt…and she didn't mind. Although, she was curious enough to still sneak a view. When she did, she was astounded by Laura's immense size.

Seeing Laura's hard cock resting on her stomach gave her a perfect glimpse into how it might fit inside her.

That was the point where the tension snapped.

''I want you on your knees!'' Laura said.

Elektra exhaled and smiled. ''I want you on your knees for me first.''

Without hesitation, Laura kissed her. Their embrace sent shockwaves throughout Elektra's body. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had last been kissed.

She did remember the person, and they kissed her very similarly to how Laura was kissing her right now.

The heated exchange lasted for a short while before Laura began to kiss her way down Elektra's neck, causing the older woman to moan with delight. Laura worked her way further downward until her tongue traced over the valley of the assassin's breasts. Elektra cried out as Laura took one of her nipples between her teeth and pulled roughly. She circled her tongue around the erect bud before sucking hard. Laura groped the other breast firmly, making sure both mounds received appropriate care and attention. Elektra's back arched as she threaded her fingers through Laura's hair. She felt the Mutant's lips move across her stomach, peppering kisses and bites along her abdomen.

''I can smell how wet you are,'' Laura growled as she moved closer to her desired destination.

Elektra spread her legs and waited with bated breath. The moment Laura's tongue touched her slick wetness, it was like she had ascended into heaven once more. She moaned and gushed, grinding her pussy against Laura's face as the Mutant ate her out like there was no tomorrow. She gripped Elektra's thighs and devored her soaked entrance. Her tongue thrust in and out, causing Elektra to latch her legs around Laura's head, holding her in position.

''Ah! Ah! L-Laura…'' Elektra panted. ''Don't stop!''

Laura showed no signs of slowing down. Elektra quickly discovered why Sue was so quick to forget about Reed Richards. Maybe they could stop Cassandra Nova's reign of terror if they just offered her the chance to sit on Laura's face.

Elektra's pussy was dripping wet, soaking Laura's face as she lapped up the assassin's juices. Her tongue brushed up and down at a rapid pace before probing inside yet again. She was relentless. Elektra had no moment of respite as she rode the younger woman's tongue, feeling the pit of her stomach coil and her muscles tense. A surge of excitement rushed down her body, culminating in an almighty release which had her howling with joy. Her legs clenched tightly around Laura's head, keeping her in place as she lapped up her release with great delight. By the time she came up for air, her face was drenched. A wry smile formed as she crawled upward and pressed her lips against Elektra's, allowing her to share the taste of her own climax.

The kiss deepened. Laura thrust her tongue into Elektra's mouth. Sweet nectar coated her lips.

''You taste so good,'' Laura said.

Elektra smirked. ''I bet you taste just as good.''

Licking her lips, Laura stood up and grabbed her cock, aiming it directly at her partner's face. ''Sue could take it down to the base.''

Elektra's brow quirked. ''Is that a challenge?''

''Yes,'' Laura growled impatiently. ''Now, suck my cock!''

Her demand was drenched in power. If Elektra wasn't already soaked…

The assassin got into position. She rested on her knees and took the shaft in both hands. Her fingers are unable to reach around the girth. After taking a moment to marvel at the impressive length, she opened her mouth and began to suck on the head. Already, she could feel her jaw being stretched as she took one inch at a time. The sensation brought out Laura's feral side. With an animalistic growl, she grabbed Elektra by the back of the head and brought her forward. Elektra gagged on Laura's cock. Her sounds of approval encouraged Laura to move, thrusting her hips and guiding Elektra to bob her head back and forth at a faster pace.

''Fuck, you take my cock so well!''

Elektra appreciated the comment. However, she was unable to speak as Laura fucked her face without mercy. She felt the Mutant's balls slap against her chin repeatedly. The sound of her choking on the massive shaft sends Laura into a feral overdrive. Elektra was able to ease her breathing thanks to her training techniques. She never would have thought those teachings would be used to help her while deepthroating a woman's cock.

The sound of Laura's grunts was just as arousing for her. Laura put more force behind her thrusts. Her cock was now being rammed down Elektra's throat. The assassin couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this. Laura's taste was intoxicating. Her wild nature made Elektra's heart race. Laura fucked her throat as hard and as fast as possible without breaking her. Elektra was a tough woman. She could handle herself better than most. Elektra hummed around Laura's cock as she then reached between her legs to rub her pussy.

''That's right!'' Laura panted. ''Make yourself cum again while you're sucking my cock!''

Laura wasn't usually one for many words. So, hearing such explicitly sexual language like this was quite a shock for Elektra. But, it turned her on even more.

Over and over again, Laura fucked Elektra's mouth. The feeling of the older woman's lips repeatedly reaching the base of her cock brought the Mutant closer to the edge.

''I want to cum on your face!''

Elektra moaned as she took Laura's cock out of her mouth and stroked it furiously. ''That's it! Cum! Cum all over mommy's face and tits!''

Now, Laura was the one who was taken aback. She barely had time to register Elektra's words before she came hard. Threads of cum erupted from the tip and completely engulfed the top half of Elektra's body. Her face and breasts were glazed with a thick layer of cum, and she seemed to enjoy every second of it as she moaned loudly and lapped up the ropes that landed near her mouth. Laura could easily have mistaken the woman for a slut, not the world's most deadly and infamous assassin.

As Laura calmed down from her euphoric high, she stared at Elektra with intrigue. ''Mommy?''

Suddenly, Elektra seemed to realize what she had said. She hesitantly released Laura's cock from her tight grasp and glanced away shamefully. ''S-sorry, it was…for a second I thought…this reminded me of the last time I was with someone.''

''Abby?'' Laura inquired. ''I've heard you say her name before.''

Elektra nodded. "She's…she's the one who gave me my life back."

Laura didn't need super senses to know that it was a sore subject for Elektra. She could see the slight movements in the way she slouched, the rapid beating of her heart, and the way her throat clenched as if each word she used to describe Abby pained the older woman. Laura dropped to her knees so that she was level with Elektra. ''Do you want to stop?''

There was no cynicism or sarcasm in Laura's question. Elektra smiled and shook her head. ''No.''

When she knew that she was fine to continue, Laura's sultry grin returned. ''Good.''

Elektra soon found herself being moved. Laura grabbed her by the hips and forced her to turn around and bend over. The assassin looked over her shoulder to see that her younger partner was mounting her from behind like a mating animal in heat. Laura guided her cock to Elektra's entrance. The tip of the shaft was sheathed in wetness as she pushed forward. Elektra gasped loudly as she tried to take Laura's size. The intensity was unlike anything she'd ever experienced with previous lovers.

Abby was gentle. Laura is…the opposite. But, that wasn't a bad thing for Elektra.

Once Laura was fully embedded within Elektra, she began to thrust her hips back and forth. She pushed down so that she was practically on top of Elektra, pounding her pussy ruthlessly. Elektra cried out, begging for more.

''Fuck me! Fuck mommy!''

Laura bit down on the back of Elektra's shoulder and reached around to grope her breasts roughly. The hard fucking brought Elektra to another level of pleasure. Her cries turned into screams. She pushed her ass back so that she could match with Laura's thrusts. With her other hand, Laura grabbed a fistful of Elektra's hair and pulled on it. Elektra moaned her approval as she felt her power slipping with each passing second. Soon enough, she was fully pressed down on the ground while Laura fucked her pussy from behind without stopping to give either a break.

Elektra could take it. She wanted this.

Luxuries were not something that came often in The Void.

Love was a rarer commodity.

She wouldn't go as far as to say that what she and Laura had was love…but it reminded her of a recent love.

''You're so tight!'' Laura said.

Elektra smiled and turned her head so she could partially see Laura. ''Only because you're so big!''

Laura grabbed her partner's face and kissed her intensely. They moaned against each other's lips. Elektra felt the younger woman bite and tug on her lower lip. The action caused her excitement to stir once again. Her wetness was gushing around Laura's cock. The thick pile-driver sent Elektra over the edge sooner than she expected. She grabbed onto Laura's strong arms, being held up as she rode through the waves of her climax. All the while, Laura railed her until the end. When Laura came, the carnal sounds of her breeding echoed across the landscape.

Laura's arms remained locked around Elektra's body as she produced a few more tired thrusts, ensuring that she pumped every last drop of seed deep inside the assassin.

''I'm sorry I couldn't be her,'' Laura whispered into Elektra's ear.

Relaxing against Laura, they locked eyes. Elektra brushed her finger across Laura's cheek. ''Don't be. You don't have to be her. I've loved and lost. And I made a promise to Abby that we would find each other. I intend to keep it.''

Laura kissed Elektra. ''Good. Hold onto that hope.''

They basked in the afterglow for a short while. However, Elektra could not hold onto the silence for long as she grinded against Laura. The Mutant was still hard as she remained inside her, even as cum leaked out of her pussy and down Laura's cock.

''If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you have a mommy kink too.''

Laura kept her lips sealed. Instead, she responded by placing her hand on Elektra's back so that she could push her back down on the ground. Without a word, she began to fuck the assassin again. Elektra growled in ecstasy.

She had a wild side too.

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CHAPTER 9 WILL BE POSTED ON TUESDAY, JULY 15TH

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