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Black Widow

By: velvetpie



Erna Mae Walters pushed the front door open and trudged inside, her head aching from all the tears she cried. Harold was finally gone. It had been a long year since the prostate cancer had come out of remission and reclaimed her beloved husband. Erna could do nothing but watch his deteriorate into the shell of the man that they buried hours earlier. Her heart felt empty, her eyes sore from crying.

A knock on the door broke her from her sad reverie and she slowly arose to answer it, half-smiling with teary eyes as she recognized Will Johnson, pushing the blond hair out of his eyes and his strapping son, Rich. "Hi, Will."

Will bent down and hugged the short woman, burying his face in her soft, black hair. "Hi, Erna." He pulled back and smiled into her eyes. "How are you doing?"

"I just got home a minute ago." She bowed her head, sobbing as the fresh hurt of the day came back. "Is he really gone, Will?"

"Yes, honey. He's really gone." Will stepped back, half-turning toward his son. "You remember Richie?"

"Oh, yes." Erna gave him a warm hug. "I'm sorry, Richie. I didn't mean to ignore you."

"That's all right, Mrs. Walters."

Erna smiled, despite the heaviness of her heart. "You've grown a lot since I've last seen you."

"He's goes to UCLA in August on a full scholarship."

"Oh, Will! That's great!" She turned towards Rich. "Congratulations, Rich."

"Thank you."

"Can I get you some coffee?"

Will glanced at his son, then fished an envelope out of his jacket pocket, giving its face a quick read before handing it to her. "I think you should read this."

Erna read the letter, her face expressing confusion, then astonishment. "I-I don't understand."

"Yes, you do." Will's lips dipped, connecting with hers and he pulled her close, embracing her small body to his. Her mouth remained unmoving for a moment, then she responded with a deep sigh and a relaxed body. His tongue managed to coax her lips apart and the whimper of a woman who had long been without the touch of a man vibrated through her body. She didn't know what to think when she felt Rich's hands circling around her middle and targeting her breasts. She stopped trying to think when his body molded to her back, his roaming hands sliding down her body and brushing her mound.

Will took one hand and Rich took the other, leading her, without fanfare, to her bedroom. Will pushed her back so that she sat on the bed while Rich bent, removing her shoes. His young hands slid up her legs, locating the clips on her garter belt and rolling the hose down. His cock rose at the warmth of her flesh and he pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the inside of her knee. She gasped as Will shucked off his shoes and climbed on the bed behind her, his hands gliding down over her breasts, then sliding the jacket from her shoulders. His fingers worked the buttons of her shirt, pushing it open and kneading the two chocolate lumps resting within.

Erna groaned, letting Will lay her back and accepting his kiss, his hands pulling her shirt off. Rich's hands swam over the expanse of lace, moving her onto her side so that he could unhook the bra and her skirt. His father took care of the bra, releasing her huge globes and taking one half dollar-sized brown nipple into his mouth. Rich pressed lightly on her shoulder and took the other nipple, licking and sucking in concert with his father.

Will took her mouth again, letting his tongue express his feelings as his son pulled her skirt down, then followed with her panties. Rich twisted her over toward him, giving him a tentative kiss before opening his mouth and letting his tongue glide inside. Erna welcomed his innocence with the appreciation of an older woman, lacing her hands behind his head and opening her mouth wider. Will dropped down between her legs and laid light kisses along the insides of her thighs, working up to her moistening pussy.

She wanted to scream but Rich's tongue in her mouth prevented it. Erna's body undulated with a mind of its own, the nerves dancing with forbidden pleasure as Will's tongue basted her sticky inner lips and curved around her clit. Her fat ass rose off of the bed but Will didn't relent; she was cumming in seconds and he reaped the rich, sweet reward.

Rich floated over her body, stripping his jacket and shirt for her and smiling at the admiration in his eyes. He stayed still for a long moment, letting her hands travel over his muscled chest and six-pack abs before he pulled his pants and boxers off. His eight-inch cock sprung out, a thin, clear line of pre-cum arching from the dark, fat head. He leaned down and kissed her again before sinking his cock deep into her hole. She hissed, raising her hips up, quivering from Will's fingers frigging her hidden clit and Rich's penetration.

He pumped a few times, giving her an appetizer, then withdrawing, leaving her begging. Rich pulled her up onto her knees and slid underneath her, placing his hands on her hips and impaling her on his rod. Will moved behind her, bending low enough to lick part of his son's cock as it plunged into her juice-filled quim and her quivering pussy lips, then began to rim her tight brown pucker, thrusting one finger in and rubbing Rich's prick through the thin membrane of her body.

Rich moaned, flexing his hips and plunging in deeper as his father's tongue licked the gathering sweat from her back and added another finger to the asshole stew he was stirring. Erna pressed into his hand, then shook as Rich slammed up into her, coating his thick cock with her juices. Will removed his own clothes and aimed the blood-filled head of his rod at her asshole, pushing until her muscles relaxed, opened and accepted him.

"Oh, God!" Erna could utter no more. Her breath caught in her throat as father and son worked her anal and vaginal orifices, two thick brown cocks splitting her nether regions. Her pussy rippled as she reached her first orgasm, ass muscles squeezing Will's cock and traveling through to Rich's. Both men slowed, excited by feeling each other's hard cock through her thin wall between her vaginal and anal canals, then began anew, finding a compatible rhythm and plunging into her body again and again.

Three sets of voices raised in passionate release as Will came first, his creamy cock pulsing jets of jizz into her ass. Erna came next, her sloppy wet cunt wrapping around Rich's rod and causing him to cry out as cum coated the walls of her quivering vagina. Will collapsed against her back and she let him bear her onto Rich's hard body, all three breathing heavily and enjoying the aftermath together.

The letter drifted to the floor, Harold Walters' flowery script decorating the linen paper. 

Dear Will, if you are reading this, I have finally died. I want to thank you for the friendship that you've shown me and my sweet Erna and I want to take this time and ask a favor of you. Erna is much younger than I am. You know that already, I'm sure but she would never acknowledge it. She cared for me like no other woman and has been the best friend, lover and companion that I've ever had in my life. 

But in this last year, I have not been able to give her the attention that she needed. She never complained, though. She just busied herself spending each day taking care of me. So this is the favor I ask of you. After I am buried, on the day of the funeral, I want you and her favorite nephew, Richie, to go to our house and make love to her. I hope that you are not too shocked by my request. I have known that you have loved her for as long as we were married but out of brotherly respect, you never touched her. I love you for that.

Please. Please, Will. Love my Erna as I would have loved her. Make her forget the sadness of this day. I want her to remember the joy of someone loving her and not the grief associated with death.

I will see you again, dear brother, when you reach the other side. Until then, love my Erna with my blessing.

Harold

Black Widow



So, it had come to this. The Countess gazed down her fair face, staring haughtily at the young man in front of her. Her months of planning and manipulation of the poor boy had finally cracked his iron will. Pity, she had hoped to get another fortnight's use out of him. 

"Why have you come to my chambers at this late hour Julian? I have not summoned you. I am weary, whatever is in your mind we may discuss on the morrow like civilized people."

"This cannot wait Countess. You have used me for the last time. I shall no longer do those things of which you ask me. You will not have me as a pawn any longer. I loved you; I still love you, with all of my being. But I know you for a conniving temptress now, I know you for who you are; A cold, heartless wench, who twists men to do her bidding."

She smiled inwardly, a little surprised that this mere sprig of a man had pinned her so exactly, while men twice his age had never questioned, much less fathomed her methods in controlling them. Oh, they all figured out she was controlling them; sooner or later the idea took root in their feeble minds. They were all just too weak to even consider fighting her powers or figuring out from whence they came. 

The Countess was what some would call a black widow, but never to her face, and rarely out loud. She spun her web of spies into and around everyone at court, and those who even whispered in dark corners about her, tended to disappear down an oubliette before the next moonrise. Such was the extent of her web of power that whenever the Countess would speak, even the King himself would listen. 

"I bedded women, through force or lies; I dueled and killed men far greater than I, and all for a single sentence from you. All I wanted was to hear you say you loved me, to hear you say that all the affection I gave you was returned in kind. But it was never to be. You, you cruel sadistic harpy, you have made me soil my honor, destroy my reputation, you have even taken all my worldly possessions as your own, leaving me nothing but an empty shell. I am but a specter of the man I once was, a twisted shadow."

"I never told you to do all those things, you took it upon yourself young Julian. We both know that. That you might have eliminated some of my rivals or potential adversaries in the court, well, that is naught but a happy coincidence. That I failed to return all the kindnesses you showered me with, your extravagant wealth, your many and sundry lands and titles, well, those are merely the stakes you wagered in the wooing of me. That you mistook a sentence or conversation you and I shared for my interest and maybe even amorous affection for you, well, shame on you. You can't really blame ME for courteously accepting your gifts? To refuse them would surely have sullied you."

The young man groaned deep in his chest, feeling again all the pains he had caused, both to himself and to his victims. "Even now you smile at me with that self same smile you demon! I come to you with the blood of your husband on my knife, his last words ringing in my ears! You know what he said as his sword dropped from his lifeless fingers? He thanked me, THANKED ME! For sending him to judgment, all so he could be free of you, you and your honeyed tongue, you who use deceit to get others to do your foul deeds. If I could, I would take all the blackness on my soul and give it to you, it is to you it should have gone! I accept my damnation, as it was my blade that did those horrible deeds, my body which ravaged that poor girl... But you should not be given free passage through heaven's gates, you, who's words have spurred more than just I to do things blacker than the reaper's cloak!"

At this final expulsion from Julian, the Countess clucked her tongue somewhat playfully, saying aloud, "Oh dear boy, though you may be two and twenty years old, you still have much to learn in this world. I am only as powerful as you let me be, but as you are a man, all your strength is in you arm, and none is in your head. Thus am I so able to control you, for while my body is fragile, my mind is strong."

"Aye, your mind is strong, far stronger than mine, I admit. But you will no longer control my arms. I will be free of thee, oh cursed woman!" With this, Julian leapt from the floor, drawing his still bloodied dagger which had just claimed the Count of Edinborough, and drove the dripping blade deep, deep within the Countess's cold blackened heart. Her final thought in this world, before her soul spiraled down into the deepest reaches of Hades, was that she had miscalculated the man called Julian. 

Julian sat and wept, cradling the now lifeless body of the Countess, holding her as his eyes bathed her in the tears of his sorrow and grief. For even now, after her web of lies and deceit had been revealed to him, he still loved her with his entire being. Slowly he withdrew the fatal poignard from the fair breast of the woman, and kneeling in front of the still warm corpse, he whispered, "Heaven forgive me," and drove the blade into his own chest, stopping his own misguided heart. 



Black Widow



Chapter 1: Jack Corrode

Allison pushed a loose strand of hair from her eyes. She stared down at the last question on her last final before Christmas break. She clenched her teeth in frustration. Allison had spent the previous two weeks studying for every class. Except for this one.

"Alright class... please put down your pens. The TA's will come by and pick up your tests. I hope everybody has a nice holiday. It's been a pleasure!" Allison's professor, Ms. Stein, was annoyingly cheerful. As if she hadn't just put the entire lecture hall through hell and back.

Allison closed her eyes and exhaled. Whatever, I tried my best and that's all that matters. A guilty thought of her ex, Mark, burned in Allison's mind. She had figured despite being broken up, maybe a little bit of sex would help her relax. Mark was a lazy, selfish piece of shit, but he had the amazing ability to stroke Allison just right. Allison mentally replayed Mark fucking her from behind. She felt an excited chill run up the base of her spine. 

See? You didn't really try your hardest. You were having sex with that idiot, Mark, when you should have been studying. 

Ugh. Allison hated how shitty she made herself feel when she didn't live up to her expectations.

The lecture hall was beginning to empty. Allison shoved her pen into her bag and got up from her chair. She waited patiently in line to exit the lecture hall. Once outside, she pulled her phone out to see if anybody had texted her.

Two... no...wait... three messages from Mark... and one from Mom. Great.

Allison briefly considered reading the messages from Mark, but thought better of it. She selected all three of his messages and pressed delete. She read the message from her mom:

Good luck on your last final, Sweetie! Your father and I are so excited to see you in 3 days!

Allison sighed and smiled slightly. Her mom was great, but she still treated Allison like a child. She opened her bag and threw her cellphone in.

"Hey... ummm...hi," a voice spoke to Allison.

She whipped around in surprise. It was late-dude. Allison had nicknamed him after he had been late to every lecture the first three weeks. He had dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes. His hair was a little disheveled and his clothes were a little wrinkled.

Allison stared at him with surprise, her mouth slightly open.

Late-dude continued talking, "I have been wondering all semester... if maybe you'd like to grab a cup of coffee or something... I dunno if you have any other finals or whatever... but I figured it was now or never...Sorry! I'm Jack by the way, Jack Corrode." 

Jack stuck his hand out. Allison shook it. 

"I probably should have opened with that..." Jack chuckled slightly, a small smile played itself out around the corners of his mouth.

Allison thought to herself for a moment. I definitely don't want to go see Mark, and all my roommates have already gone home... ehh what the hell!

Allison smiled slightly in response, "Hi Jack, I'm Allison Stewart. And...yeah... sure, coffee sounds good. You know any places around?" Allison wanted to kick herself. She sounded like one of those ditsy high-school girls. They were on a university campus. There were coffee shops practically every five feet.

Jack laughed a little again and smiled, "Yeah I was thinking we could go to the one by in the Student Union Building, sound good to you?" 

***

The University of British Columbia campus is huge. It's more like a city than a school. The walk from the lecture hall to the Student Union Building passed awkwardly. Jack and Allison made a little small talk.

They didn't start chatting until they had ordered their drinks and sat down. Allison couldn't help but notice how attractive Jack was.

Who is this guy... and how the heck did I not notice how fucking cute he was all semester? 

Allison sipped gently from her coffee cup. Jack was talking animatedly about how he managed to miss the bus every day they had class. He used this to explain his chronic tardiness. Allison laughed a little at his imitation of trying to run after the bus. He seemed nervous or maybe just a little shy.

Jack pulled his phone from his pocket. It was buzzing loudly. 

"Shit, I'm sorry. Do you mind if I take this real quick?" He looked to Allison for her permission.

She nodded and smiled, "Not at all, go ahead, I'm not going anywhere!" For a moment their eyes met, and Allison blushed. 

What the fuck?! 'I'm not going anywhere'... I might as well have just said, 'Hey Jack, why don't you unzip those jeans and let's do it right here?' Jeeze, I sound like I'm 16.

Jack smiled and stood up. He walked away a little and started talking on the phone.

Allison traced his profile with her eyes while she sipped her coffee. He wasn't big like Mark. Jack was a little more narrow in the shoulders and a little more trim overall. Even though his appearance was a little wrinkled, Allison liked what she saw. Jack turned to her and smiled and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Spying on me, eh?" He chuckled.

"What?! Me? Nah! I was just making sure you weren't going to abandon me." She smiled a little and caught Jack's eye again.

"Well..." Jack's demeanour had tensed up a little, "I actually do need to go somewhere..."

Allison's heart sank. You have only known this guy for an hour and you are already attached to him, are you kidding me?! 

"Oh no, I mean if you have to go somewhere I totally understand, I was just teasing! I can go back to my place." Allison hoped she didn't sound as lame as she felt.

Jack smiled slightly at Allison trying to backpedal. "Easy there! If you had let me finish I was going to say, I have to go somewhere real quick, but would you like to come with me. My roommates are all out tonight, so I have the place to myself... We could maybe talk there for a bit..." There was a mischievous glint in Jack's eye, and he couldn't hide his boyish grin.

Allison smiled back at him, "Sounds good to me..."

***

"This is your car?!" Allison couldn't help but be a little surprised. Jack and her had walked out to the parking lot behind the student union building. They had come to a stop in front of a gleaming black mercedes.

Jack laughed at her tone of voice. "What? You think just because I look like shit when I'm late to class, I can't have nice things?" He clicked the key-dongle and the passenger door unlocked. Jack opened her door.

Allison cocked one eyebrow with skeptically and then rolled her eyes. "You don't need to do that."

Jack just laughed again, "I know I don't have to, I wanted to." He closed the door once she was seated.

Jack got in next to her. He inserted his key into the ignition and turned it with confidence. The car purred to life.

"So... is your family like super wealthy or something?" Allison asked as she played with her seat heater knob. Yeah, just ask rude personal questions about his family. That'll get him to like you!

Jack chuckled. "Nah, I mean they're not poor, but I bought this myself." He checked the rearview mirror as he reversed the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"I can't tell if you're kidding... or...?" Allison was genuinely curious now. How did some twenty-one year old kid afford a car like this?

"Well, I'm not kidding, I really did buy it... I sort of have a business that I run and it pays pretty great." He smiled mischievously and accelerated out of campus.

They drove in tense silence. Allison couldn't help but wonder if she was crazy for getting in some strange guy's car... She couldn't put it into words, but it felt like she had known Jack for years instead of hours. There was something so genuine and open about him.

Allison stared out the window. They were in one of the posh neighborhoods that bordered the university campus. Old people and frat houses were the only people that could afford places like this.

They pulled up to a sprawling mansion. The driveway was blocked with a giant iron gate. Jack wound down his window and pressed a button on an intercom.

"Yes?" A male voice answered.

"Hi, it's me," Jack responded.

"Opening up."

The gate slowly swung backwards and Jack coaxed the car up the driveway slowly.

"So... um, I hope this isn't too personal, but what the fuck are we doing here?" Allison was craning her neck to look around. The property was incredible.

Jack chuckled. "It's just an errand I have to run, it's part of that business I was telling you about. I'm sort of a delivery boy. I pick expensive things up and then I deliver them to the right people." He glanced over at Allison. She wasn't satisfied, but Jack just laughed in response. 

"I know, I know. I hate to be so vague but my clients are really sensitive about their privacy. It's a little weird, but that's why they pay me so much."

Allison just snorted and shrugged. "Whatever, you make it sound like you're some sort of secret agent or something."

Jack chuckled, "I am definitely not a secret agent." He turned off the car and opened his door. "I promise this will only take like five minutes tops, and then we can go back to my place." He grinned wolfishly at Allison, and her stomach filled with butterflies.

"Yeah, yeah, just get this over with!" She tried to sound like she wasn't too eager.

Jack closed the door and popped the trunk. He pulled out an empty duffel bag and jogged to the front door. He was let in after waiting briefly.

Allison pulled out her phone again. Another text from Mark. She sighed and opened it.

Allison, I know I have been selfish in the past, I just want you to know that those other girls I hooked up with, they didn't mean-

Allison didn't even finish reading. She hit delete and cursed herself for caving into her urges last night. Mark was an idiot. He had never hurt Allison, and other than the cheating he was a great boyfriend. He just never thought ahead, Allison didn't even really care he had cheated on her. She had been trying to find some way to break up with Mark and this was the perfect opportunity. 

She heard the door slam shut and saw Jack walking towards the car. The duffel bag was stuffed full. Jack's muscled arms were straining against the weight. He quickly popped the hatch and threw the bag in the back with an audible thump. 

"Told ya it would only be five minutes!" He eased himself down into the driver's seat and closed the door behind him.

Allison couldn't restrain herself. She pulled Jack close to her. She grabbed the front of his wrinkled shirt and kissed him on the mouth. His mouth was open with surprise and she massaged his lips with her tongue. She closed her eyes with the pleasure of it. She hadn't realized how bad she had wanted to kiss him since he had first mentioned coffee.

At first, Jack just let her mouth melt into his, but once his surprise subsided he ran his hands along her thighs. Allison could feel their warmth through her jeans. He moved them up under her shirt and against her skin. They were rough and strong and when he ran them along her back she felt chills that ran from her toes to her nose.

His lips pressed into her's and then he bit her lower lip, tenderly at first, probing, and then firmly letting her know her desire was mutual. He moved a hand up to the back of her neck and pulled her closer to him. His tongue pressed up against her own.

Allison suddenly pulled away, laughing with shock. "Oh my gosh... I-I'm sorry I didn't... ummm I don't know what just came over me!" She looked up at Jack who had that slight smile playing across the corners of his mouth.

"Whatever it was, I think I'd like to see more of it back at my place."

The drive back to Jack's house went by in a blur. Allison wasn't surprised to find out that Jack lived in one of the giant mansions outside of campus.

"You aren't in a frat, are you?" Allison wondered if her impression of Jack had been all wrong.

Jack laughed, "Nope, definitely not." He jumped out of the driver seat and ran around the front of the car to open Allison's door.

"You better not make a habit of this..." Allison took his outstretched hand and rose from her seat.

Jack didn't let go of her hand. He locked the car and walked towards the front door.

"What about the bag?" Allison asked half-heartedly. She didn't really want to wait another minute to go inside the house.

"It can wait." Jack responded quickly. He opened the front door and pulled Allison through it.

"ANYBODY HOME?!" Jack called into the house. It remained silent and still. Jack turned to Allison and grinned. "How about we go up to my room for a bit?"

Allison smiled back at him, "I think I'd like that..."

Jack pulled her through the kitchen and up the stairs. The house was amazing. The kitchen was state of the art, with grey granite countertops and beautiful wooden cabinets. The place was incredibly clean. Allison had to admit she was a little surprised at how clean it was, considering how frumpy Jack looked.

The made their way up the staircase. Jack held Allison's hand firmly. He pulled her down the hall until they came to two doors. Jack let go of Allison's hand to open them.

Jack's bedroom was amazing. It was enormous for one, and one of the walls was all glass. Allison gasped. It looked out directly onto the ocean.

Allison turned to Jack. "Okay, what the hell kind of delivery boy are you, and how do I get into this business?"

Jack laughed and pulled Allison towards him. He ran his hands along her lower back and kissed her. First gently and then firmly. He ran his hands along her ass and under her shirt. Allison felt her knees go weak and warmth radiate through her chest. She felt her pulse jump at Jack's touch. It was like she was flying while standing still. She had to stop herself from smiling. Jack slowly moved backwards still kissing her. Allison let herself be half pulled, half carried to the bed. He threw her onto it.

Allison laughed. Oh my god... I feel... so... excited. It's like being a teenager again. Jack pulled off his wrinkled t-shirt. He was lean but muscular. His pecs were well-defined and he had a six pack. His skin was the light faded brown of a nearly gone summer tan. At this point, Allison wouldn't have cared if he pulled off his shirt and revealed a gut. She just knew she wanted him.

He moved towards her on the bed. When he was above her he gently pulled her shirt off over her head. It got caught a little on her necklace she always wore and they both laughed a little. Jack threw the shirt to the floor. Allison lay under him, her bra begging to be snapped off.

Jack's eyes roved over her body slowly. He had that slight smile at the corners of his mouth again.

"What's so funny?" Allison suddenly felt a little self-conscious.

"I just knew you'd have a great fucking body. The first time I saw you answer a question in class, I said to myself, under that sweater is something beautiful, and I was right. I love being right." He moved over her and with one quick motion placed his hand behind her back and unclipped her bra.

Allison gasped with delight. Whenever Mark tried to take it off he was always fumbling around back there. It had always killed the mood. 

Jack threw the bra to the ground, next to Allison's discarded shirt. Then he slowly began to kiss at Allison's neck, started up next to her and slowly moving down to her collar bone.

Allison felt goosebumps on her skin. Jack's lips were so soft. She felt him moving towards her breasts. He slowly caressed a ring around her nipple with his tongue. He massaged it gently and Allison felt a tiny moan escape her throat. Oh... oh my god... this boy is going to fuck the shit out of me... Jack gently bit down on her nipple, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her who was in control. He grabbed her other breast with his hand and began to caress it's nipple with his knuckle. He moved down a little lower and kissed Allison's stomach and then below her belly button. She felt him tugging at her jean's button. He was pulling off her pants and socks all in one swift motion. She was lying under him in just her drenched thong.

"Allison, I want to fuck you so bad. I want to make you fucking beg for me to keep going and I want you to scream my name..." Allison felt her breath catch in her throat. Mark never talked to me like this... Jack was kissing her mouth now. She felt his hand move towards her thong and pull it down. Jack slowly ran his index finger along her clit.

"Ohhhh..." Allison whimpered. What the hell?! How does he know me so well?! Jack slowly moved his finger in clockwise circles gently massaging and rubbing. Allison felt her legs shake a little with pleasure. She felt Jack's hand move lower and then enter into her.

"Ohhh...my... god... Jack..." Allison breathed out, her body rippling with pleasure. She felt Jack press his finger deeper, stroking her more firmly. She felt like she was under some sort of magic spell, her heart was fluttering inside her chest. The pressure from Jack's finger inside of seemed to be building and building, just waiting to explode.

Jack gently bit her ear and kissed her neck and he continued to finger her. She could hear and feel how wet she was as Jack methodically worked her cunt. Jack pressed the heel of his palm against her clit while he continued to finger her. Allison arched her back with pleasure. Jack pressed himself against her. She could feel his cock through his jeans. She wanted to start stroking him but she couldn't do anything right now. She was completely under his control. Jack pressed his finger more firmly insider her and began to quicken his motions. Allison moaned deeply now. Oh my god... oh... my... god... Allison realized she was saying her thoughts out loud.

Allison blinked and yanked at Jack's jean's button. She pulled the belt buckle open and unzipped his pants. She pushed him away a little until she was able to straddle him. She pulled down his jeans and briefs at the same time.

His rigid cock emerged. Allison smiled with delight. It's so big! She grabbed it with her hand and and she felt Jack tense with pleasure. She loved the way it felt in her hand, how warm it was. She ran her hand along the shaft and fondled his balls. She heard a whispered moan emerge from Jack's lips. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were flushed.

Allison couldn't describe how horny it made her when she heard Jack's moan. She grabbed his thick cock more firmly and slowly ran her hand up and down.

"Fuck me," Jack groaned.

"Sooon! You just have to be patient..." She positioned herself a little lower and put Jack's cock into her mouth. She ran her tongue along the head and could taste the saltiness of his skin. Jack placed a hand on her head and ran it through her hair. 

"Oh holy shit that feels good, that feels amazing." She moved her head up and down slowly loving the way he tasted in her mouth and the little moans that he would make when she flicked her tongue. She massaged the spot right behind his balls as she moved her head up and down. She could see his abs tense and flex.

"I need to fuck you right now, Allison." He pulled Allison toward him.

Allison swallowed and took a deep breath and smiled, hoping she didn't look too intense. "Say that again."

"Allison, I need to fuck you right now."

"Again."

"Allison, I need to fuck you right now, I need to fucking make you drip. I need you so bad it fucking hurts, Allison."

"Say my name."

"Allison, Allison, Allison..."

She grabbed Jack's cock with her hand and eased it into her. Jesus fucking christ he's so big... She could feel his cock filling her up. She gyrated her hips slowly and Jack pulled himself up and began to bite and suck on her nipples. She moved a little faster, feeling how hard he was inside of her. He grabbed one of her ass cheeks with his hand and clenched it firmly with the other he pulled her close to him.




Black Widow



Their bodies were warm and their mouths were hot. Jack kissed her on the cheeks and and her lips. His lips hungrily roving. She could feel his cock driving deeper and deeper. She wanted to be as close to him as she possibly could. The roughness of his hands on her skin felt amazing. The tactile sensation of his tongue and teeth on her nipples made Allison's cunt slick. The more wet she became, the smoother Jack's cock plunged in, deeper and deeper. It felt like he was a part of her.

Jack grabbed her firmly and in a swift motion was on top of her. He pressed his abs against her clit and as he thrusted his cock deeper and deeper into her, the sensation of his abs massaging and rubbing her was almost more than she could bear. Allison gasped with pleasure. Jack thrust even harder when he heard Allison's moans. Deeper. Deeper. Deeper. Oh my god I think I am going to... Allison's body was shaking with ecstasy.

Allison could feel her cunt quivering with pleasure as Jack embraced her in his long, lean arms. He continued to thrust into her. She could feel his hot chest pressed against her breasts. His heart was thudding with energy.

Allison bit his shoulder and clutched at his back.

"Allison, I'm- I'm going to cum!"

"Cum for me Jack, I want you to cum inside me, baby."

Jack bit her shoulder and thrust once, twice, three times deeply into her. She could feel his warmth spreading inside of her. She pressed herself firmly against him. 

He lay down on his side, and pulled her close to him.

Allison smiled at him, as she looked up into his blue eyes. 

Oh my god. I just fucked some guy I barely know and ... I fucking loved it... I think I might be in way over my head with this one...

Jack kissed her on the lips and grazed his hand gently across her hip.

"That was... unbelievable..."

Allison smiled at him, "Um... yeah it was pretty great..."

Jack laughed, "Just 'pretty great' you seemed to be enjoying it a little more than just somebody who was having a 'pretty great' time."

Allison laughed, "Alright, alright, you win. It was pretty good."

Jack grabbed her and kissed her again pulling her close to him and running his hands along her back. When they resurfaced Allison giggled.

"Wow, what was that for?"

"I don't know, I just felt like it, so I did it, you got a problem with that?" He frowned at her.

"Nah, I guess it's okay." Allison shifted slightly and felt Jack's warm cum trickling from her cunt. "Ummm we should probably get a handle on this situation though... I don't want you to have clean up a huge mess..."

Jack nodded, then he pulled Allison towards him and picked her up in his arms and carried her like newlyweds entering their threshold for the first time. He made his way across the bedroom to a side door that was slightly ajar. He pushed it open revealing one of the most beautiful bathrooms Allison had ever seen. He had a bathtub... oh my god it has jets!

"Ummm... I hope this isn't too much too soon, but can I just live in your bathroom forever?"

Jack laughed and kissed her neck. He kicked one of the bathtub nozzles with his foot and a jet of water poured out of the spout. He waited for a moment and then gently lowered her into the hot bath.

Allison shivered with glee. "Um... so I can officially say that I have completely forgotten about how shitty that final was... and also... I think I am in heaven."

Jack laughed again and made his way to the bathroom door.

"You're not going to join me?" Allison tried not to sound disappointed but she could tell she hadn't done a very good job.

Jack turned to her, "Ah, I'm sorry, I have to make a quick call for business. I shouldn't be longer than 10 minutes. Is there anything I can get you while I'm gone? Water? Tea?"

"What kind of tea?"

"What kind do you like?" Jack said, smiling. Standing there, naked, Allison wanted to grab him by his cock and fuck again. She resisted the urge.

"Do you have... green tea?"

"Yep."

"Actually... WAIT! Do you have Earl Grey?" 

Jack laughed, "Yep we have that too. Any milk or sugar in that?"

"Just the milk"

"Alright I shall return with your beverage shortly, in the meantime relax." 

Hah. I am already more relaxed after five minutes in this tub than I have been for the past three weeks.

"I'll try."

Allison woke with a start. I must have dozed off... what happened to Jack? Allison shifted slightly in the tub. The water had chilled and she had goosebumps. She thought for a moment and hoped none of Jack's room mates were home.

She raised her voice a little, "Um... Jack? Jack are you out there?" She was met with silence. Allison looked around the bathroom. Thankfully there was a towel in here. She rose out of the tub and wrapped herself in it.

Don't freak out... Jack is probably downstairs talking on the phone. I bet he came in and saw I was asleep. He is probably just waiting for me to wake up... 

Allison gingerly tip-toed out of the bathroom and peeked into the bedroom. It was dark and empty. 

"Jack?" She whispered his name. 

Again she was met with silence. She went to her pile of clothes and put them on quickly. She open the bedroom door and went downstairs.

The house was dark and silent. It was eerily still. Allison's heart was fluttering in her chest. Okay... ummm I am getting the fuck out of here. She reached inside her purse and jotted a note down on the kitchen counter.

"Jack, call me, 604-998-3431." She made her way to the door. Looked around one last time and then went out the front door. When she was a little ways away, she looked back at the now dark house.

I don't know what's going on, but I have a feeling it has something to do with Jack's 'delivery' job. Something isn't right... 

Allison was in such deep concentration she barely even noticed someone standing under the street light right in front of her. She jumped in surprise.

"I saw you come out of the house at the end of the block." It was a man. It was hard to make out his features in the darkness.

"Yeah... so?" Allison tried to sound confident.

"I am going to tell you this once, you should stay away from Jack Corrode. The only thing he attracts is trouble... and it would be a shame for a girl like you to get involved with a guy like him."

Allison felt her stomach turn to ice. "Listen, I don't know who the fuck you think you are spying on me, or Jack, or whatever, but you should just- just mind your own fucking business!" She quickly walked past him and didn't look back for the next five minutes.

What the fuck have I gotten myself into?

Chapter 2: The Roommate 

"So, wait, he just disappeared?" Grace, Allison's roommate, asked over the phone.

Allison had called her as soon as she had returned to her apartment. Grace had left for home the previous day.

"Yep. Completely gone, and then the creepy warning from the stranger," Allison tried to make it sound like a joke but she had been terrified.

"Well... that's fucked. Have you heard anything from him yet?"

"No, I mean, maybe some sort of emergency came up and he had to go and take care of it... honestly... I don't know. But oh my god Grace, this guy is hot. He's also really nice and funny... he's great."

"Sounds like somebody has a crushhhh!"

"I mean, if you saw this guy you'd understand."

Grace sighed over the phone. "Well, I'm not jealous, I mean today while you were have sex with some gorgeous man, I had to help my mom clean up the house before the rest of the family arrives... so I have that going for me."

"Psh, Grace, if I had a boyfriend like Noah I wouldn't be hooking up with guys like this. You're the lucky one."

"Yeahhh... Noah's pretty great. Okay, you're right, my life's better."

Allison laughed, she was glad she'd called Grace. She felt a little better about how weird it had been at the end of the night. 

***

Allison woke up the next morning feel groggy and exhausted. She had been anxiously waiting all night by her phone. She hadn't heard anything from Jack. When she woke up she rolled over in bed and immediately checked her phone. Still no messages from Jack. 

Maybe I'm crazy, but something is going on... Should I go back to that mansion and see if whoever that guy was knows something? It didn't really seem like the place you just walk up to and ring the doorbell... ugh I wish he would fucking text me!

Allison spent the rest of the morning packing her bags. She wasn't going home for another two days but the packing helped with her anxiety. At noon her phone vibrated with a text. Allison pounced on it and picked it up. There was a message from an unknown number, it must be Jack's.

She opened the message and read:

Hi, I'm sorry if this is inappropriate. This is one of Jack's roommates, Garrett. I saw your note on the kitchen table this morning. Jack never came home last night. Did he ever get in touch with you?

Allison's stomach turned to ice. Jack never came home... he was officially a missing person. Allison quickly responded:

Hi Garrett, I never heard from him. The last time I saw him was at the house. Do you have any idea where he might have gone?

Allison waited a minute and sat down on her bed. She replayed the last conversation she had had with Jack. He had said he was going to go downstairs and take a call, then be back in ten minutes. She could remember that part perfectly. Whatever happened last night, it had been unexpected. When Allison's phone buzzed again she jumped in her skin.

It was Garrett again:

No... very unlike him to not come home... weird...

Allison sighed exasperatedly. Come on Garrett! This is no time for shitty open-ended texts! I need details! Allison's phone rang in her hand. Allison blinked. It was Garrett calling her!

"H-hello?"

"Uh, hi Allison this is Garrett. I know it's a little weird to be calling you... but I am really worried about Jack. I messaged some friends and they haven't heard from him either. I know this is a little intense, but what were you guys doing at the house last night?"

Allison blushed at the memory. "We were just um, we were just hanging out... Jack asked me if I wanted to get coffee after our last exam and then we went back to the house... and uh we dozed off or something... umm (Allison cleared her throat awkwardly)... Jack mentioned something about having to and take a call and then when I woke up... he was gone."

The phone was silent for a second.

"Fuck. Sorry, I don't mean to freak you out Allison, but this isn't like Jack at all. He wouldn't just ditch a friend like that. I know this is kind of weird, but do you want to come by the house this afternoon? It's just me here. I am thinking about getting the cops involved and I think it'd be better if we went over the details of everything with you here. If you don't feel comfortable I completely understand, I can give them your address or number. I could... well to be honest I could use the company... I am kind of freaking out. But if you can't, or don't want to, I completely understand."

"No! You aren't freaking me out, Garrett! Well... I mean I was already pretty freaked out, but no, I don't mind coming over there. I'm just packing right now. I'm at my apartment on campus, but I can probably come over at around 2. Does that work for you?"

"Two is perfect. Thanks Allison, I really appreciate it."

"No problem. I'll text you when I am on my way, okay?"

"Sound great, I'll see you then."

The other line clicked silent and Allison set her phone down on her bed. 

Should I be going back there? I don't even know Garrett, and... Alison's memory flashed back to the stranger warning her about Jack last night. That guy seriously freaked me the fuck out. She debated with herself a little longer but eventually decided that she needed to know more information and being at the house would ensure that.

***

At 1:50 Allison got off the bus and began walking towards Jack's house. In daylight, the street seemed just like any beautiful neighborhood. The streetlight where she had received the mysterious warning last night looked harmless. Allison felt a little relieved as she approached Jack's house. There was a car outside. A red jeep. Allison knocked on the door and waited.

Garrett opened the door and stood in front of her. He was huge. He wasn't much taller than Jack, but whereas Jack had been muscular in a lean way, Garrett's muscles showed through his shirt. He offered out his hand to Allison.

"You must be Allison."

"Hi, yeah, and you're Garrett?"

Garrett nodded. "Come in, I'm sorry I didn't get in touch with you sooner. I wasn't really sure what to do honestly. Jack isn't normally like this."

Allison followed Garrett's strapping frame into the kitchen. He perched himself on a stool and faced Allison.

"Would it be possible for you to run through what you guys did yesterday? I mean, did you guys go anywhere... or see anybody before you came back here?"

Allison hesitated for a moment. She had gotten the impression that the house that Jack and her had stopped by to pick up that delivery was not supposed to be talked about. But if Jack was potentially in danger, she would be an idiot not to mention it to Garrett.

"Yeah... actually we did stop at a house before we came here... it was over by Point Grey. Jack had to pick something up from this house. He said it was for his business. That was the only place we went to before coming back here."

Garrett nodded. Allison could have sworn she saw some sort of reaction from him when she mentioned the house. It had been extremely subtle, just a tiny shift of his eyes. But something tiny had moved within him when she mentioned the house.

Garrett put his face in his hands. "I just wish I knew what happened to him, something wrong is going on here I can just feel it." 

Allison patted his back gently, trying to comfort him. Garrett turned to her and smiled slightly, and before she knew it their lips were touching.

Um, what the fuck are you doing Allison? Are you kidding me right now? The guy who you were head over heels for yesterday has gone missing so naturally you want to have sex with his roommate. HIS ROOMMATE! 

Even though her mind was racing Allison couldn't help herself. Garrett held her in his arms gently, but she could feel how muscular he was. He could easily toss her like a rag doll. His hands moved along her shirt and then he ripped it open.

Allison yelped in surprise, but Garrett was already picking her up and placing her (now shirtless) on the kitchen counter. He pressed his hand against her stomach and she lay back slowly. Garrett pulled her pants off with a yanking gesture that almost pulled her off the counter with them. He pulled off her panties with just as much grace. Then he slowly licked her clit. 

His warm lips caressed her cunt. She could feel herself getting wet. Garrett ran his tongue in delicate little circles over her clit again and again. Each time pressing it a little more firmly with the tip of his tongue. Then he spread her with his fingers and entered into her with his tongue. He licked upwards, the friction from his tongue was electrifying. Allison shuddered with the sensation of it. He continued on like this. He licked and caressed her cunt with his lips and tongue.

"I- I..." Allison whimpered.

Garrett looked up at her. "Do you want me to stop?"

All Allison could manage was a shake of her head. Garrett stood up to his full height and unclipped her bra. He pulled his shirt off and then his pants and boxers. He was enormous. Allison could feel the blood rush to her face with excitement.

He put his rigid cock inside of her and Allison gasped as his girth filled her. Garrett roughly thrust himself deeper into her. He was so different from Jack. Garrett grabbed her with his huge arms and held her against him as he thrust himself into Allison. 

Allison placed her hands on his defined glutes. She could feel him flexing and tensing as he pushed himself deeper and deeper, penetrating her until she moaned and groaned. She could feel the sweat from his chest pressing against her sensitive nipples.

"Garrett... we shouldn't..."

"Nobody tells me what the fuck I should or shouldn't do..." He lifted Allison off the table and lifted her thighs with his veined forearms. He was standing now and pushing himself into her. Allison came immediately. The psychological arousal of it all was too much. She felt her legs shaking with involuntary movement. Garrett grunted and held her legs with his tight grip, maintaining his pace. Allison came again. She closed her eyes and felt the waves of warm pleasure wash over her like a shower, her cunt twitching and quivering.

Garrett grunted and Allison opened her eyes to see his eyes closed in pleasure. His jaw was clench and Allison placed her hands on his ass and bit his shoulder. She could feel his hot load pour into her. Garrett kept thrusting and pushing, his cum dripping out of Allison's cunt and down her thigh. 

Garrett slowed down and moved back towards the kitchen counter. He placed Allison down. He pulled out of her and his cum-covered cock was becoming limp at his thigh. 

Garrett looked down at his hands. "We shouldn't have done that... I don't know what came over me... I... just felt so afraid and alone...I-I'm sorry." He looked at Allison with pleading eyes.

Ummm yeah... great, right after fucking like wild animals this guy is feeling guilt... perfect! Allison, how do you get yourself into these messes?

"I completely understand. I am in the same boat... I guess all the emotional stress from worrying about Jack just kind of exploded." 

Garrett nodded, he closed his eyes and rubbed his brow. "I just wish we had some sort of sign that he was alright...here I'll go get you a towel... I'm sorry about making mess."

Allison waved him off, "Don't worry about it, and thank you. I'd appreciate it." She smiled at him and he smiled back at her. He left the kitchen still naked.

What was that look that Garrett had in his eyes when I mentioned the house from yesterday... Garrett knows something about Jack's job... and that house... there is something going on that house I just know it... 

Allison found her bra on the counter and put it on, lost in thought. She could hear the approaching heavy steps of Garrett coming towards the kitchen. Allison tried to think of something to say to break up the tension.

"So how long have you known Jack for?" She called out to the dark hall.

Garrett appeared in the entrance way. He had a coil of rope in one hand and a knife in the other.

Allison's heart skipped a beat. "Ummm, I am not really into that stuff..."

Garrett looked directly at her, "I'm sorry Allison. You really seem like a nice girl. You just got caught up in something that was too big for your own good."

"What the fuck are you talking about Garrett? If you're messing with me, it's not funny okay? You should put that knife down!"

Garrett slowly walked towards Allison, "I'm sorry Allison. This isn't a joke. The truth is I'm not actually Jack's roommate. I came here last night to finish the job I was contracted out for: getting rid of Jack. Then I saw your note and I knew what I had to do. I had to tie up all the loose ends or else it might get traced back to my boss. I'm sorry Allison, but I can't allow that."

HOLY FUCKING SHIT! This guy is going to kill me. Stay calm. We are going to get out of this Allison. Look around find something to fight him with. 

Allison looked to her right and saw a knife block. She jerked towards it and yanked out the biggest handle she could see. The bread knife... of course, the one knife she pulls out would be the most useless. Garrett was leaping towards her now.

Allison rolled to her right and lept off the counter. She ran down the hall. Allison thought back to her kick-boxing class lessons. She remembered what her instructor had said:




Black Widow



Remember, we aren't going for style points. The most important thing I can teach you about self defense is to inflict as much damage as efficiently as possible. If that means jamming your finger into their eye, do it. You can feel guilty about it tomorrow, when you are ALIVE.

Allison tried to silence her steps as she made her way down the hall. She made it to the staircase. The front door was so close, but she could hear Garrett running down the hall right behind her. she doubted she would be able to get the door open and get out before Garrett was on top of her.

Allison ran up the staircase. She was halfway up when Garrett grabbed her ankle. She fell on all fours.

"Got ya. I promise I will make this painless Allison."

Allison kicked Garrett in the face as hard as she could. He roared in pain and let go of her ankle. Allison scrambled up the rest of the stairs. She ran down the hall. Allison opened the door to Jack's room and looked around frantically. She darted into the bathroom and crawled into the bathtub tub. She held her breath. She was going to get one shot at this.

She heard Garrett crash into Jack's room. 

"Allison, come out now. I promise I'll make sure it won't hurt. If you make this difficult I don't know if I can keep that promise." 

Allison's heart was thudding in her chest. She pressed herself against the wall of the deep bathtub. She heard the bathroom door crash open.

"Allison, come out!"

Allison peeked over the rim of the bathtub. Garrett had his back turned to her. If she was going to do it, it was now or never. She sprang out of the bathtub and onto Garrett's back. He grunted in surprise. Allison pulled the serrated edge of the bread knife across his throat. It was the strangest sensation, like trying to cut through a wet paper towel.

Garrett made a horrible gurgling sound and clutched his throat. He fell to the floor, face down. Allison scrambled off his back and held the bread knife out in front of her. Garrett remained still. A puddle of blood was spreading across the floor. 

Allison sat there, shaking. Then she started crying. 

What the hell is going on?! What the hell has Jack gotten himself involved in. And I just had sex with a psychopath... 

Allison was still naked and she could feel the cold creeping into her limbs. The adrenaline was wearing off, and it was being replaced with cold fear. Allison slowly got up and walked out of the bathroom. She held on to the bread knife firmly. She had no idea what she was going to do with it. I need to call the cops and tell them exactly what happened. There is no way I am risking getting any deeper into this situation without calling the cops.

She slowly made her way to the kitchen and found her discarded clothes. She put the bloodied bread knife down on the counter and put her clothes on. Just as she was pulling her top over her head she heard the front door open and close.

You have got to be kidding me. If this is another psychopathic hitman murderer sent here to kill me for having sex with Jack I am going to be seriously pissed.

Allison picked the bread knife back up and hid behind the counter. She heard footsteps moving slowly through the hall. They stopped once they were in the kitchen. 

1... 2... 3...GO!

Allison lept up and brandished the knife wildly.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" she screamed.

In front of her stood a man who looked like he had just seen a ghost. He was dressed in jeans and plain t-shirt. He had dark brown hair and lightly tanned skin.

The man quickly grabbed his back pocket and whipped out his wallet.

"Relax! I am a private investigator! I'm a cop!"

Allison stood there, still holding the knife out in front of her. She dropped it to the ground and made her way toward him. Then she hugged him and started crying again.

"I killed him because he was chasing me, and he had a knife, and rope, and it was the only way, I swear! I'll answer all of your questions just please don't let them hurt me anymore."

The cop embraced her and placed his hand on the top of her head.

"Don't worry, I won't let anybody hurt you. Now, just take a deep breath we'll sort everything out." His voice was calm and reassuring. Allison felt immediately safer with him. He gently led her to the living room and set her down on a couch. He sat close to her.

"I'm detective Kevin Manning. It's clear you have been through a lot. I'd like to ask you just a couple of questions while your memories are still clear. If you don't want to answer these questions you don't have to. You can wait for a lawyer, I won't mind. It's completely up to you."

Allison gulped and wiped her eyes, "No, it's okay, I have nothing to hide, I'll tell you anything you want to know."

Manning nodded firmly, "What were you doing here?"

"My friend went missing yesterday, well last night. I got a text from a guy claiming to be his roommate. He asked me to come over today to help him figure out what happened to Jack... that's my friend's name."

Manning nodded once, "What happened when you got here?"

Allison felt burning shame, but she couldn't lie to the police. "We...well we fucked... I m-mean had sex. I know it was crazy impulsive, but I don't know. I was just in a really bad place emotionally..." She glanced up to look at Manning to see how he was taking it.

He gave her a reassuring smile and nodded, urging for her to continue. 

"Then afterwards this guy claiming to be Jack's roommate, Garrett, said he had to 'wrap up loose ends.' Garrett said that he had been hired to do a job or something. Then he came after me, with a knife and rope... so I ran. Then... I jumped on him and cut his throat with the knife that's in the kitchen."

Detective Manning nodded slowly. "Don't worry, you did it out of self-defense, you won't be charged with murder or anything like that. I know you are pretty shaken up right now. But at the very least you don't have to worry about going to prison."

Allison just nodded and swallowed again. 

Manning sighed and looked around the room. "I tried to warn you about all of this last night you know... under the streetlight..."

Allison furrowed her eyebrows, "That was you?!"

Manning nodded. "I've been undercover for the past four months. I'm observing this house. We have reason to believe that Jack is involved in drug trafficking circles. When I saw you come out of this place last night I wanted to give you a warning, but I couldn't blow my cover. I saw you heading back to the house today, and something just didn't feel right. The red jeep in the driveway, you coming back to the place, Jack never returning last night after he drove off. There were too many questions and not enough answers. I was worried and I took a risk and decided to check out what was going on in here." He looked at Allison with concern, "Thank god you know how to handle yourself. If I had been too late and found you dead. I can't even imagine. I'm sorry, Allison. I should have told you all of this last night but I was too caught up in my case. I- I guess I have lost a part of myself to this house."

Allison just stared at him in shock.

Had sex with a drug dealer. Had sex with psychopath. Insanely attracted to the detective assigned to the case... I am losing my mind...

Allison finally collected her thoughts. "So now what?"

Chapter 3: Detective Kevin Manning

Allison led Detective Manning up the stairs to the bathroom where Garrett's body lay. She was expecting Manning to be shocked at the gruesomeness. 

Manning wasn't shocked at all. He knelt down right next to Garrett and put on a pair of rubber gloves he had in his jacket pocket.

"These are so I don't contaminate everything," Manning explained as he put them on. He placed his finger on Garrett's throat. He felt for a moment and then pulled the gloves off. He stood up. "Well not that we really needed to confirm, but the big guy is definitely dead." 

Allison nodded silently. Her legs felt a little shaky. 

Kevin looked at her with empathy. "Whatever you do, don't blame yourself for this Allison. This guy brought it on himself. Obviously we'll need to get CSI in here but I won't be surprised if this guy has a rap sheet. For guys like this it's only a matter of when not if they'll end up dead."

He guided Allison out of the bathroom and back downstairs. "I've been handling this whole situation a little different than protocol, Allison." They were sitting on the couch again and Manning looked into her eyes with an incredible intensity.

"The truth is Allison, we have to get these guys who did all this. You might just be the key to bringing them down. Allison, are you willing to support this investigation further? So far, the only person who knows we are tailing Jack's operation is you. It just so happens your relationship with Jack is the best opportunity to infiltrate this network. If you help us, we might be able to bring it down once and for all."

Allison looked at Manning, "How do you figure that? I am just some student who is in clearly way over her head."

Manning shook his head. "Jack was trying to protect you from all this. The fact you don't know anything about his whereabout shows that. We can use Jack's feelings for you as a way of bringing him and the organization that is hunting him, down for good. I know what I'm asking of you Allison. This is putting you at risk, but you have already showed how capable you are at taking care of yourself. This time we will be there with you the whole time. We'll be able to rescue you if you're in any danger."

I just fucking killed a guy and Manning is making it sound like I am some little girl playing pretend. Where was he when I cut Garrett's throat. I don't need Manning to babysit me.

Allison snorted, Manning looked shocked. "Save the 'rescuing' crap for some other princess, Manning. I'll help with this, but don't try and make it sound like this isn't going to be crazy. If we are going to do this, I think the best policy is honesty. I have two days until I am flying home for Christmas vacation. You have two days to get me in and out. Is that clear?"

Now that's more fucking like it, Allison.

Manning arched an eyebrow. "Alright, I think we can work with that. I am going to need to reach out to the appropriate people. Now go and run home like a good little girl while I make the appropriate calls."

Allison stood up without shaking and made her way to the front door and then turned to Manning. "Also, send a ride, I don't want to have to ride a fucking bus to some sort of drug ring hideaway."

She closed the door firmly behind her and felt more alive than she'd felt in all of her twenty one years. Part of her was terrified of what she was going to do in the next two days, but that just made her excitement grow.

***

"Oh my god. Oh my god. OH MY GOD!" Grace reacted to Allison's story. Allison had called her as soon as she got home.

"Allison, what are you doing? I can't believe you agreed to help the investigation! You nearly died today! This is crazy..."

"I know, Grace. Believe me, I know. I know this sounds crazy, but I am part of all of this now. Jack is still out there somewhere. I don't know if he's alive or dead, but I am not going to just pretend none of this happened and go home. I won't. I can't."

Grace was silent for a bit. "So how was the sex with the crazy psycho?"

"Are you serious right now? I have just told you that I am going to be part of some crazy undercover drug bust, and you want to know how the sex was?"

"What?! Is that so wrong? I am trapped at home with my lame family and you are apparently turning into some secret agent sex fiend. Can you blame me for trying to live a little vicariously through you?"

Allison rolled her eyes even though Grace couldn't see her.

"Did you just roll your eyes?"

"How did you know?!"

"I can read your mind! I am your best friend and roommate. We are practically married!"

Allison laughed. It was the first time today she hadn't felt stressed or anxious.

"Allison, can you please just do me a favor?"

"Sure, what do you want?"

"Just please, please, pleeaase be careful. Also, call me tomorrow and tell me exactly what happens."

"Fiiiine."

***

Allison slept fitfully that night. Her dreams were filled with blood and running. In one dream she was with Jack again. She was riding him. Just as she was about to cum Garrett put his hands around her neck and began kissing her shoulders and neck.

In the dream Jack and Garrett were both kissing her and biting her. Jack was beneath her and was pulling her towards him. Garrett entered her from behind. It hurt, but the pain was oddly pleasurable. The pain made her feel more present, it helped her focus on the pleasure of Jack fucking her cunt. Garrett held her arms behind her as he fucked her and pushed her forward. Her tits were swinging in front of her, only to be grabbed by Jack. Jack came inside of her and kept thrusting. In her dream his thirst for sex was endless. 

Garrett continued to thrust into her until he came inside of her too. Feeling both of their bodies pressed up against her own naked flesh made Allison so horny it was unbearable. Just as she was about to come, the pressure rising and rising, the men pressed against her pushing and pulling and thrusting and cumming, she woke up.

The boxers she had worn to bed were drenched. She was sweating. Allison rolled over and barely slept the rest of the night.

***

Allison woke up to a text from her mom. It read:

Can't wait 2 c u sweetie, 2 more days!!

Allison smiled and texted back:

I know, I am dying, can't wait!

Then the events of the past two days came cascading down on her. Jack going missing. Garrett's death. The deal with Manning. Allison groaned and threw the covers over her head.

I feel like throwing up. All of this shit is just way too much, but I have to find out what happened to Jack. If I don't... no... he's alive. I know it. I'll find him. 

Allison flipped the covers back and rolled out of bed to take her shower. If there was one thing Allison knew, it was that a thirty minute hot shower could help fix any situation.

When she returned to her room, her phone had two texts. They were both from Manning. They read:

Allison, I have a green light from my superiors. I will be sending a driver to come get you this morning at 11. Also, the details of Garrett's death will remain classified. Part of maintaining cover.

Allison breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't have to worry about being on the news or the internet anytime soon. She checked the clock. She had another half hour to get ready...

What does one wear to an undercover drug ring operation...

***

Allison waited outside of her apartment building at 11. She checked her phone to see if she had received any more texts. Just as she was starting to worry, a Honda Civic pulled up. A gruff looking guy with a walrus-mustache got out.

"Um, are you my driver?" Allison asked.

The guy nodded once and tilted his head, indicating that Allison should get in on the passenger's side.

"So where are we meeting up with Detective Manning?" Allison asked the driver as he pulled out of the parking lot.

"We're going to the house he has been living at. I don't know many details so you'd better just save your questions for Detective Manning." 

Allison nodded and looked out the window for the duration of the trip.

When they pulled up to the neighborhood where Jack lived, Allison felt like they were driving through a memory. So much had happened here the past two days, this place would always have bad memories for her.

Manning waited out on the driveway as they pulled up to the house. They slowed to a stop and the driver turned off the ignition. Allison was relieved to step out of the car. The silence had been painfully awkward on the way over.

"Nice to see you again." Kevin Manning smiled at Allison revealing he had perfectly straight, white teeth.

Allison nodded, "You too, Detective Manning."

Manning looked over at the driver. "Thanks for going to get her Ron. I know you don't normally play the part of chauffeur, but I really appreciate you taking the time to go and pick her up."

The driver, Ron, grunted. "Yeah, well, don't say I never do anything for you Manning. Now where's this Jeep I am supposed to take care of?" Manning handed Ron a set of keys and gestured to the Jeep sitting in the driveway at Jack's house.

"That's the one. The department is expecting you back in an hour..." Manning grinned at Ron grinding his teeth. "Don't get mad at me, Ron, I'm just the messenger!"

Ron angrily muttered under his breath and stalked off towards the Jeep.

Allison positioned herself next to detective Manning. He smelt soapy and clean.

"Is he always that angry?" She asked Manning.

Manning chuckled, "Well, yes." He smiled at Allison and motioned her to follow him into the house.

The house that Manning was using for the stakeout wasn't furnished and the hardwood floors looked like they needed a good cleaning. Manning must have noticed Allison looking around dubiously. 

"Sorry about the mess, er I guess the lack of mess, they don't usually deck these places out."

Allison grinned, "Well I did notice it was a little sparse, but I thought you were just going for that 'minimalist' look."

Manning chuckled again and Allison noticed how the corners of his mouth crinkled into little wrinkles. They highlighted the dimples in his cheeks. He really was a stud.

Um, can you not think about having sex for one freaking sexond? I mean second! Don't do this Allison we have to understand this plan so we don't freaking die!

"So let's get down to the plan. We spent all night sorting it out so it would be ready to go when you got here."

Allison followed Manning to the dining room. A table had been set up and was covered with documents. Most of them were maps but Allison noticed a few were blueprints.

"Jesus, this looks really intense..." Allison muttered as she gazed over everything. She jumped a little when Manning put his hand on her back reassuringly.

"Don't worry, this is just so we know how to position ourselves and keep you safe. Your job is just to get into the house and find out as much as possible. Also, don't get hurt."

Allison couldn't help herself when she heard the concern in Manning's voice. She kissed him on the cheek. She meant for it to be a friendly gesture, but Manning turned at just the wrong (or right) time. She ended up kissing him on the mouth. She stood up on her tippy toes and kissed him more passionately. Her lips running over his. She could smell the warm, soapy smell of his skin. It was like a mix of vanilla and laundry detergent.

Manning moved his hands down to her waist and supported her as they kissed. Allison pushed herself against him. She made him back up until he was pressed against the dining room table. He had a faint look of pleasant surprise on his face. Manning's big brown eyes were looking down at her. His mouth was slightly open after just having kissed. Manning's perfect teeth were just showing behind his full lips.

Allison pushed him even further until he lay down on the table and she crawled over him. She was straddling him and could feel his powerful core between her thighs. Allison could feel the ridges of his defined abs through her thong, under her skirt. Manning ran his hands along her thighs until they came to rest on her ass. He left them there, the warmth so close to Allison's cunt it made her shiver with excitement. She leaned forward and kissed him passionately. Their mouths locked and forming a seal. Their tongues pressed up against each other, tasting each other. Manning tasted like coffee. Allison liked it.

She moved away from his lips and kissed his cheek. Then his ear, forehead, and his neck. Manning tried to kiss her again, but she playfully darted away. Allison untucked his shirt from his jeans and began to unbutton it. She opened it to reveal his defined chest. She bent down and kissed and sucked at his nipple. He ran one of his hands through her hair and along the nape of her neck.




Black Widow



She unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants and briefs down. Detective Manning's cock was circumcised. Allison liked that. She licked the tip of his penis and then put it in her mouth. Just the tip. Then she pulled it back out and kissed it. She kissed up and down his shaft and up towards his belly button. His skin was smooth and slightly salty. The warm soapy smell was even stronger here. Allison inhaled his scent deeply as she kissed her way back up to the tip of his penis. Then she put him back in her mouth and tasted his sweet cock. She could hear his gentle exhale from somewhere above her. His cock was so hot and thick it was pleasurable for Allison to move her mouth along it, kissing, licking, and sucking. She massaged his balls gently with her hands. He smelled so nice and clean it was amazing.

Manning stayed relatively quiet. Allison wanted to hear him moan and groan like Jack or Garrett. She moved up to his chest again and playfully bit his nipple. He jerked a little in surprise, but he maintained his relative silence. His breathing was calm and deep. Allison wanted Manning to beg. She moved her thong to to the side and put Manning's cock right up next to her dripping cunt. Allison's body wanted to just plunge him inside of her and fuck his brains out, but she wanted to draw this out. She pressed his cock up against her cunt. She pressed Manning's tip against her clit and moaned slightly as the warmth radiating from it heated her clit. Allison moved it back down until it was begging to be pushed in. It wouldn't have taken any effort at all. Allison could feel her sticky sweet cum dripping onto her hand and on her fingers as she moved Manning's thick, hard cock closer... and closer... she wanted him to beg. 

But it wasn't working, it was just making Allison want Manning even more. She wanted to tell him to say her name, but she couldn't find the words. She still had his cock in her hand. Manning's tip just barely penetrating into her cunt. She could feel the friction, and the warmth, and her cum. Allison felt her cheeks become more and more flushed. Finally Manning pushed her hand away from his cock and plunged it into her himself.

"Oh Detective!" Allison gasped out.

Manning pulled her down towards him and bit her earlobe and whispered into it.

"I have wanted to fuck you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I wanted to fuck you on this table, in my bedroom, everywhere. Ever since I have seen your face I wanted to be with you, to hold you, to cum inside of you and to feel your cum on my cock. I wanted to save you. That's why I came into the house yesterday. I want to keep everything bad away from you and make you mine. I don't ever want you to hurt."

Allison cried out as Manning pushed himself deeper into her. He did it slowly. He took his time pulling out of her and then thrusting into her. His hand was massaging her clit and Allison's head was spinning. She didn't know which way was up or down. Manning held her in his arms so tight she felt like she could barely breath. But it felt so good. She felt like she was being wrapped up in a giant suit of armor that could protect her from anything. Detective Manning's muscles rippled all around her, and she could feel how controlled he was. Allison dug her nails into his chest and bit his neck. She wanted to feel his body with all of her senses.

Manning continued to massaged her clit. She couldn't control herself. She was grinding against his dick with a primal lust. Her hips jutting forward and backwards uncontrollably like a bitch in heat. Her cunt had never felt so sensitive and hot and wet and electric. Manning still pressed his finger against her clit. He was almost willing her to grind against him harder and harder. Cum gushed out of Allison's cunt and it made it easier to grind against Manning. His other hand grabbed her ass and squeezed it as he thrust deep into her.

"Oh baby I'm going to cum" He groaned into Allison's ear.

"Yes, oh please detective, please cum inside me, I want it so bad." Allison reached behind her and grabbed his balls with her hand. She could feel them quivering. Manning pushed inside of her once, twice... three times. She felt his cock tense and shoot it's massive load inside her. His load spreading along the lips of her cunt and mixing with her own cum. Manning buried his head into her breast and let out a pained gasp of pleasure.

Allison kissed his forehead and lifted one of her legs over and slowly got off the table. Careful not to leave a mess on the blueprints. "I- I don't know what came over me, I'm sorry detective Manning you must think I am sort of sex maniac..."

Manning propped himself up on his elbow and smiled at her. "I don't think you're a sex maniac. I think you're great."

Allison stood there a little awkwardly. "I, um, I need to go cleanup. Is there a bathroom I can use?"

"Right, yeah of course, it's upstairs, first door on your left."

"Got it. Thank you!" Allison grabbed her clothes and made her way up the stairs. She found the bathroom and turned the shower onto hot.

Well looks like you've just fucked another guy. What has gotten into you recently? You are about to go undercover and infiltrate some crazy drug ring and all you can think about is sex! Get yourself together!

Allison got out of the shower and used one of the towels hanging on the rack to dry herself off. She gave herself a good long look in the mirror.

You can do this. I know you can do this.

Allison clenched her hands into fists and nodded. She put on her clothes and went back downstairs.

Manning was dressed again and was looking at her with a smile on his face. 

"Welcome back," he said with a chuckle.

"Manning, I want to be honest with you. I really like you, but I need to focus on what's ahead of me. I need you to talk to me like we didn't just fuck on that table. Treat me like one of your cops or whatever and tell me how we're going to do this." Allison had practiced the speech in her head and was glad she didn't stutter when she said it out loud.

Manning noted her tone of voice and nodded. "Got it. Let's get to business."

Chapter 4: The Kingpin

Allison was driving the Honda Civic. She was heading to the house she had been to with Jack. Manning had gone over the plan with her. Allison knew what she had to do. She had an earpiece in and a taser strapped to her thigh.

Allison pulled up to the house and took a deep breath.

Remember Manning's instructions.

Allison inched the car forward until she was level with the intercom. She wound down her window and waited to hear a voice.

"Can I help you?" a male voice inquired from the speaker.

"Y-yes, you can, I am here as an associate of Jack Corrode's. I was with him two days ago."

There was an extended silence from the intercom. Allison worried if they would refuse to let her in. The whole plan hinged on them wanting her to come to them.

"Please proceed," the intercom voiced and the gate slowly opened. 

Fuck yes! This might just work...

Allison eased the car forward, toward the house. She eased to a stop and turned the car off. She glanced in the rearview mirror. She looked nervous. She glared into the mirror, trying to hide her fear with determination. She got out of the car and walked the giant wooden door with as much confidence as she could muster. In her earpiece she heard Manning:

"Remember Allison, if anything goes wrong say the safety phrase and we will blow a fucking hole in that guy's house to come get you."

Allison knocked as confidently as she could and the door slowly opened.

In front of Allison stood a middle-aged man. He looked to be in his fifties. He had grey hair and a grey moustache. He was tall but not intimidatingly so, and he was wearing a pair of thick glasses.

He smiled at Allison. "We've been looking for you and now you come to us, I would be lying if I didn't say I was pleased to see you my dear." He stepped to the side and ushered her to come in.

Allison walked into the house and heard the heavy door shut behind her. 

The man was walking ahead of her into the kitchen. She followed.

"My name is Hugo Verde," he spoke his name with a slight accent. 

"I'm Allison." It seemed weird to be talking to some drug kingpin like she was meeting a friend's dad.

Hugo smiled at her warmly. "Allison, I think I know why you are here. I think I can help." He held up a finger to indicate that Allison should let him finish talking. "But this will take a little explaining, and I think you should listen to what I propose before we make any hard decisions."

"I know where your friend Jack is. He is my friend as well, and I don't want anything bad to happen to him. Jack made a little mistake the other day bringing you here. It is up to me to make sure Jack understands the consequence of his actions. Now, it is true I sent Garrett to wrap up any loose ends, but that did not mean killing you. I suspect Garrett realized that once I found out he had sex with you, something he knows I would not approve of, he would be in big trouble.

"I see from your expression that you are stunned that I know all of this. Well, the truth is: I have many connections inside the police department. I know for instance, that you are currently under cover. You may be asking yourself why am I telling you all of this if I know you are undercover. Well for one, as soon as you entered into the house your earpiece malfunctioned. It is currently sending static to your friend, Detective Manning.

"Allison, please do not look so alarmed. I promise I will not hurt you. What I propose instead is a little deal. You get me what I need from Manning, and I will tell you where Jack is currently located.

"Unfortunately I cannot let you leave without hearing your answer, if you say yes, you can go and get in your car, but if you say no, well I have planned for that as well, Jack will be killed. You will remain unharmed. You may leave and tell Manning everything. However, you will be responsible for Jack's death.

"So, what do you say, my dear?"

***

"Allison? Allison, do you read?" Manning's voice sounded in her ear as she sat down in the driver's seat of the Honda.

"Manning, it's okay, I'm fine." She felt weird talking to the earpiece.

"What the hell happened? One minute you're coming in crystal clear and then nothing but static." Manning sounded tense.

"I don't know, nothing happened, the guy... the guy just said he... he said he didn't have any idea who Jack was. He denied everything..." Allison didn't know what else to say. She had made up her mind. She was going to help Hugo. There was no way she could just abandon Jack, and Manning would never allow her to make a deal with Hugo. Allison was going to have to keep Manning off the scent while she got the documents Hugo needed.

Hugo had told her the outline for the plan. He knew where the incriminating documents were being stored. All Allison had to do was get those documents and get them to Hugo. He had given her a USB stick. On the drive was a program that could hack through the police force's encryption system. Allison only had to insert the USB stick into a police computer to steal the necessary files.

Hugo had made it sound simple, but they both knew it wouldn't be that easy. How was she going to get access to a computer long enough to get the files she needed?

"Alright, meet me back at the house, we'll discuss it in detail there." Manning spoke in her ear again before going silent. He sounded pissed.

I know this isn't right. But if I leave Jack to these animals, I will never forgive myself. I am the only one who can help him. Jack got himself into this mess, but I will get him out. 

Allison drove out of the driveway and through the network of streets back to Manning's house. She pulled up and sat in the car for a moment. She was going to have to lie straight to Manning's face. This wasn't going to be easy.

You could tell him. You could tell him everything. Maybe he would understand and try to help... 

Allison shook the thought out of her mind. She had seen the look of hunger in Manning's eyes when he talked about bringing down the drug ring. She remembered his words: "This investigation has consumed me." No, she knew if she told Manning he would go straight to the department. Tell them to try and find probable cause to go and search Hugo's house... it wouldn't be hard, Hugo had been one of the last people to see Jack.

Allison gritted her teeth. She looked at herself in the rearview mirror. She could do this. It was going to be hard, but she knew she was capable of doing this.

She got out of the car and made her way to the front door, knocking twice. Manning opened the door hurriedly and ushered her into the house. He closed the door quickly behind her. 

Manning was giving off a completely different energy. He had an almost manic intensity to his eyes. The cheerful detective Allison had met yesterday was gone. He had been replaced with a bloodhound. They made their way to the dining room where they had fucked earlier. The tone of that meeting had been so different, so cautiously optimistic. Now, it felt like Allison was being held in an interrogation room.

Manning pulled up a chair for Allison and one for himself. He positioned himself directly across from her. He gestured for Allison to sit down.

"Well, what happened? I need to know everything, every detail. Don't leave anything out, nothing is too small." Manning had a notepad and pen in his hands. He was looking intensely at Allison.

Allison swallowed and cleared her throat. "Well, like I said earlier, he didn't really say anything. I told him that I had been with Jack the day that he had gone to the house. The guy, Hugo, he said that Jack had been helping him... um...with a project and that he had needed him to drop something off. I tried to get more information but he just kept, um, denying that there was anything else to say." Allison hoped she sounded somewhat believable, but looking at Manning, she doubted it.

Manning hadn't written anything Allison said down. He looked intensely at Allison and put the pad and pen on the dining room table.

"Allison, I have been doing this for a while. I can sense when people are not telling me everything. That's the impression I am getting from you. So, do you want to try taking this from the beginning? Maybe, we should go down to the department and see if somebody else can get the right information from you."

Allison swallowed nervously. She hadn't expected Manning to see right through her so quickly. 

"You're right. That wasn't exactly what happened. It's just, umm, could I get something to drink? This might take a little while..." Allison looked towards Manning hopefully.

He gave her a piercing look, "Sure, I have coffee, will that work?" 

"Coffee would be great."

Manning nodded and got up to go into the kitchen. 

Allison snapped into action. She pulled the USB stick from her bag and inserted it into Manning's laptop. He had left it on the dining room table. Allison quickly shut the screen and sat back down in her seat. 

Manning stuck his head into the room. "You want cream or sugar?"

Allison was so nervous she could barely speak. She was praying he didn't notice his laptop looked different.

"Nah, just black for me," she managed to croak out.

Manning nodded and went back into the kitchen. The laptop made a sound and Allison quickly opened it. There was a text box open on the screen. It read:

"Scan in process: estimated time of completion 30 minutes."

Allison cursed silently and quickly closed the laptop again. She was going to have to try and distract Manning for thirty minutes. She sat back down and started chewing on a fingernail nervously. 

Manning entered into the room with two mugs in his hands. He looked at Allison biting her fingernails. He sat down and put a hand on her thigh. 

"Listen, I'm sorry for being so intense about all this. It's just... if we can get these guys off the street things might improve around here. This is the first big case they have trusted me with. I just want to make sure I give it my all."

Allison nodded. In her mind, a minute timer was running. Twenty-eight more minutes. She grabbed Manning's cock through his pants. It was limp but she started to rub it.

"You know what makes me want to be open with you? Fucking."

Manning laughed, "Allison... I'm not sure if this is the best time..."

Allison slapped him across the face. He looked back at her, stunned.

"You don't get to tell me what to do. I tell you what to do. I want you to strip right in front of me right now."

Manning gave her a questioning look. He slowly pulled off his pants and boxers.

"That's a good boy. Now where are your handcuffs?"

"Allison, I don't know if that's a good idea. We aren't really supposed to play with those."

Allison slapped him across the face again. "Did I tell you to speak? No. I asked where your handcuffs are. Now tell me."

Manning grinned sheepishly and told her they were in the kitchen. Allison went and retrieved them.

"Now I want you to sit down on that chair and put your hands behind you." 

Manning obeyed her.

Allison clipped the handcuffs into place and then she stripped down until she was naked. She stood in front of Manning, satisfied that his eyes roved over her body hungrily. She brushed her ass against his cock and could feel how stiff it was. She turned to him and slapped him across the face again.

"You've been very mean to me Detective Manning. You spoke to me in a very serious tone and I did not like that at all. Can you say you're sorry, and that you won't talk like that anymore?"

Manning chuckled, "I'm sorry Allison. I won't talk like that anymore."

Allison slapped him again. "That didn't sound like you meant it. It sounded like you were just trying to appease me. I want you to sound like you really mean it. So I am going to make things a little more intense for you."

She grabbed one of the cups of coffee and held it firmly in her hand. The steam wafted from the cup lazily.

Manning looked at her nervously now. "Allison, ummm, I think this might be getting a little too -"

Allison poured a little of the steaming, hot coffee on his chest.

Manning yelped and gritted his teeth.

"Detective Manning, you may only speak with my permission."

Manning nodded and whimpered a little as the burning hot coffee dribbled down his chest.

"Manning, do you want to stick your cock in my cunt again? Do you want to make me cum all over you while you suck on my nipples? Please answer the question with a yes or no."

"Yes, Allison."

Allison dribbled a little more hot coffee onto his chest. He yelped again.

"Just 'yes.' I didn't tell you to say Allison. It seems like you have a very hard time following instructions. I'm surprised. I thought a man in uniform loved structure. Maybe I need to teach you a little more discipline. Do you want me to teach you more discipline?"

"Yes." Manning responded.

"Good. That's a good boy. Now I am going to get on you Manning, and if I feel you try and do anything without my permission I will have to pour more of this coffee on you. We don't want that do we?"

Manning shook his head silently.

Allison poured more coffee he on his chest. He howled.

"Remember detective, yes or no." Allison gently moved towards him and eased herself on to his rock hard cock. She could feel it throbbing as she inserted it inside her dripping cunt. They sat there looking into each-other's eyes. She took a little sip from the coffee cup and then kissed him. He slowly kissed her back and pushed his hips a little into her.

Allison pulled back. "Ah ah ahh, detective! I didn't tell you to fuck me. You know what means?" She tipped the cup ever so slightly letting the burning hot coffee spill onto his chest. She could feel his entire body tense with the pain. His cock got even harder inside of her.




Black Widow



"I want you to lean forward and put my nipple in your mouth."

Manning did as he was told. Allison could feel his hot tongue running over her nipple.

"That's a good boy. Now I want you to moan while I ride you. Can you do that for me, Manning?"

Manning mumbled a yes around her nipple. Allison slowly gyrated on Manning's cock. He moaned just as she commanded. She pushed harder and faster and she came faster than ever. She wanted more.

"Manning, I'm going to stand up now, I want you to fuck me from behind. If you go too fast or too slow, I will pour this coffee on your thighs."

Allison stood up and turned her back to him. She eased herself back onto Manning's rock-hard cock and felt him start to push himself into her.

"Faster." 

She felt Manning start thrusting into her faster and faster. Allison felt satisfaction that he was jumping to obey her orders.

"Now a little slower."

Manning slowed a little.

"No, I want it slower." She poured some of the coffee from the cup onto his thigh. He flinched and rammed his cock into Allison's cunt. He slowed down much more this time.

Allison giggled, "That's too slow, Manning." She dribbled more coffee onto his thighs and felt him flinch with pain. She giggled as he thrust himself into her faster and faster. He rammed himself against her and the cup flew out of her hand spilling on the carpet. He pushed himself into Allison so hard it almost hurt with pleasure. Over and over again. Allison leaned over to the counter and grabbed the other cup.

She heard him groan and he tried the same trick. This time the coffee spilled on Allison's thigh and the pain felt like a cold iron on her leg. She screamed out and dug her nails into Manning's leg. He kept thrusting into her. The pain from her leg made the pleasure from Manning's cock thrusting into her feel even better. She came again, her legs twitching involuntarily with pleasure.

Allison felt Manning's hot chest against her back and his teeth bite her shoulder. She felt his cock deep inside of her. Then one last thrust. She could see his thick white cum coming out from inside of her.

She jumped off of him. She glanced at the clock. Only ten more minutes left on the scan.

"That was very good Manning. I am going to leave you in those cuffs a little longer while I go and shower you out of me. If I find out you've moved I am going to be very, very upset."

Manning just nodded. His eyes were closed and there were red marks on his chest from the hot coffee. 

Allison giggled and ran upstairs to go get washed.

***

When she came back downstairs with a towel wrapped around her she found Manning asleep. His chest rising softly.

Perfect.

She made her way over to the computer and opened it silently. The box read: scan complete. She pulled the USB stick out of the thumb drive and quickly put it back in her bag. She put her clothes back on and looked found the key for Manning's handcuffs.

She undid Manning's cuffs. He woke up when he felt her hands on his wrist. He smiled groggily at her.

"Manning, I have to go now. I promise I'll tell you everything about Hugo and his house tomorrow."

Manning looked a little more awake now. "Allison, I am going to hold you to that. I don't want to make this difficult. I really care about you..."

Allison nodded her understanding. She ran her hand along his cheek. "I know. You don't have to worry about me though. I always keep my promises. I'll come here tomorrow and tell you everything. Now get some sleep." She kissed him on the mouth, and made her way out of the house.

Allison took a deep breath of the crisp evening air. She was getting better and better at playing this game. She didn't know what the rules were, but she felt like she was getting closer to winning. She knew it was wrong, lying to Manning, but she had to save Jack. She got in the car and started driving back towards Hugo's house.

***

Allison pulled up to Hugo's house. She pressed the intercom button and was let in immediately. When she went to knock on the door it was opened before she could even knock once. Hugo was standing there with a smile on his face.

"I am surprised. I did not expect you back so soon." He stared at her expectantly.

"I got what you wanted, now tell me where Jack is." Allison furrowed her eyebrows to try and look intimidating.

Hugo chuckled and ushered her in.

"Before I tell you where he is, I want to make sure the USB stick has everything I need." Hugo went into the kitchen again. Allison followed.

Hugo had his laptop sitting on the kitchen counter. He had inserted the USB stick and was scrolling through the files the program had copied over.

Allison was tense. "Well? Is that what you needed? Listen, I followed through. Now it's your turn. Tell me where Jack is."

Hugo nodded slowly, and closed out of the program. He glanced at Allison and chuckled. "You are quite ferocious. Well, you have been true to your word. I will be true to mine. Jack will be back at his house. I will give the word to his captors that he no longer needs to be detained." 

Hugo slowly rose up from his chair like a king cobra. He offered out his hand. "Well Allison, it looks like you are now part of our little operation here. I look forward to our next meeting. My people will be in touch."

Allison stared at his hand. "Hey, I did what you asked, alright? I am out. This little game is over. You got what you needed from me."

Hugo chuckled and grabbed her wrist. His grip was surprisingly strong. Like iron. He brought her close to him. Allison's heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. She tried to pull herself away but he was too strong.

Hugo smiled and then in a voice barely louder than a whisper he growled:

"Allison, this game only has two types of pieces: kings and pawns. There can only be one king. Do you understand? If a pawn talks to the king, and the king does not like it, do you know what happens? The pawn will be taken off the board, and another pawn will take its place. Nobody misses the pawns when they are taken off the board. Nobody. So, Allison, I say when the game is over. I tell you when you can stop playing, not you. Do you understand?"

Allison nodded silently, she was terrified. 

Hugo let go of her wrist and pushed her away. "You can let yourself out."

Allison didn't say a word. She silently made her way out of the kitchen, and out through the front door. She sat in the car and put her hands on the wheel to stop them from shaking.

Yeah, reeaall fucking smart, Allison. Try and challenge a drug lord. Jesus, what are we going to do?

Allison couldn't think about that right now. She had just gotten out of one problem. She would figure out some way to escape Hugo. Right now she just wanted to see Jack. Once again she headed to Jack's house.

Chapter 5: Black Widow

Allison looked at Manning's house as she drove down the street. All of the lights were turned off. Allison didn't know if that was good or bad. She just wanted to see Jack. She pulled up to Jack's house and turned the car off. All of a sudden she was nervous. She hadn't seen Jack since that day. She had no idea what state of mind he was going to be in. She took a deep breath and looked in the mirror to steady her nerves.

He's going to be happy to see you, you just rescued him from the grips of a psychotic drug lord. 

Allison made her way to Jack's door. She knocked firmly twice and waited. She heard footsteps move towards the door. It opened slowly.

Jack had a black eye and a cut lip. He looked terrible. His hair was wet from just taking a shower.

"Oh my god...are you okay?" Allison wanted to kiss his injuries. She had to restrain herself from hugging him.

Jack nodded and smiled grimly. "Yeah, it looks a lot worse than it is. Come in."

Jack closed the door behind Allison. The lights were on in the house, but it felt so cold and empty. Allison couldn't help remembering the last time she had been here she had nearly died.

They stood in the hall and Jack took Allison's hands in his own.

"I don't know what to say Allison. You saved my life. I just- thank you, thank you for not giving up on me." He came and wrapped his arms around Allison and held her tight. Allison embraced him and rested her cheek on his shoulder. She hadn't realized how much she had missed him and needed him. She had completely covered the pain with her pursuit. She wiped the tears from her eyes and Jack kissed her cheek. She wanted to tell him how much she cared about him but she wasn't sure if she could put it into words.

"Let me just go clean up the mess I made in the kitchen. I hadn't eaten in days so I made a pretty big mess. How about I meet you upstairs, in my bedroom?" Through the mess of his face he smiled at Allison with that grin. She felt her knees go weak. She nodded.

Jack went back into the kitchen and Allison went upstairs to Jack's room. The light was already on. It felt so good to be back here and know that Jack was safe. The sounds of dishes being washed was comforting. Allison flopped down on the bed and laughed giddily. She had been so tense and under so much pressure these last few days it was all starting to pour out of her. She wasn't sure if she was laughing or crying. Her stomach hurt. She rolled over and stared up at the ceiling.

What am I going to tell Manning? How am I going to be able to stop Jack from getting arrested? Maybe if he gives up information on Hugo they can get him out on some sort of deal. I don't know, we've gotten this far, it will work out..

Allison felt a vibration in her pocket. She pulled her phone out of her pocket. It was probably her mom. Allison's mom always checked to make sure Allison was ready for a flight. She looked at the message, it was from an unknown number. Allison clicked opened it. It read:

"Hello Allison, this is Hugo. I took the liberty of using Manning's records to find your number. I felt that you deserved to listen to something. Consider it a contribution to maintaining a positive business relationship."

Allison scrolled down the text. At the bottom was an mp3 file. Allison could hear Jack clanging the dishes together as he rinsed them off downstairs. Allison downloaded the file and pressed play. Hugo's voice played over the speakers on her phone:

"We can't let her live you see? If she lets the cops know everything we're fucked. So you understand what you need to do? Your window will be small, we can't afford to let her get away. Let me know once she has been killed and the body has been disposed. Do you understand the task?"

Allison's heart was thudding in her chest. Then her blood turned to ice and her stomach clenched.

A voice responded to Hugo: "Yes. I understand, I will call you once it's complete."

A voice Allison recognized. A voice that was downstairs right now, cleaning dishes.

A voice that belonged to Jack.

***

Allison's phone vibrated again with another text. It was from Hugo. She opened it immediately. 

"So sorry about that Allison. I know how painful it is to realize how unreliable people are. I hope you can put this information to good use. I hope to hear from you soon! If not, it's been a pleasure!"

Allison closed the text. What am I going to do? Should I call Manning? Run?

Allison could hear Jack coming up the stairs. Allison lay frozen on the bed. Jack entered the room and smiled at her with a half grin.

"Sorry for making you wait." Jack moved towards the bed and then lay down next to Allison. 

"Now where were we? Oh yeah that's right!" Jack leaned in and started kissing her. Allison didn't fight or push him away she kissed him back while her mind ran through everything. Allison had her eyes open while they kissed. Jack's were closed. Allison moved and positioned herself so she was straddling Jack. 

He looked up at her and smiled that dopey grin. Allison could hear his voice in her head. I understand, I will call you once it's complete.

Allison kissed Jack on the lips. Then she grabbed the pillow out from behind his head. He looked a little surprised as his head sank a little onto the bed.

Allison brought the pillow down over his face. She moved her body up so her knees were resting on his arms. It took a second, but he started to fight against her legs.

She could hear Jack's muffled screams coming from under the pillow. Allison pressed harder down on the pillow and waited. The screams continued. Jack's body writhed and twisted under Allison. She had to force her legs to remain down on his arms. She started to cry and gritted her teeth. She pushed the pillow down even harder and started to scream. Jack was still writhing, trying to get free. Allison wouldn't move. She put every ounce of strength into pushing the pillow down even harder. Her tears fell from her face onto the pillow, leaving dark splotches where they fell.

Jack's body stopped twisting and moving. Allison rolled off to her side. Her mind was reeling. But she had stopped crying. She looked over at Jack. She didn't want to look at his face so she got off the bed and walked to the window. She looked out into the vast darkness. 

What have I done? Who am I?

Suddenly the cold anxiety Allison felt in her stomach disappeared. She looked behind her at the body of Jack lying on the bed. She pulled out her phone and texted Hugo:

"I win. Leaving for winter vacation tomorrow. Be back in two weeks. I'll text you."

She looked back out the window. Her phone vibrated:

Hugo : I'll send cleaning. Safe travels BW.

Allison: BW?

Hugo: Black Widow.

Allison looked one last time around the room. When she had been here three days ago she had been different person. She left through the front door.



Black Widow: Age of Anal



Author's note: This story takes place after Avengers: Age of Ultron.

***

"Nervous?"

Natasha smiled softly, "Would you hate me if I said no?"

Maria returned the smile and wrapped her arms around Natasha from behind, "I could never hate you Nat."

Natasha smiled, "Well, isn't that cheesy."

Ignoring the dig Maria pushed, "Seriously though, are you still ok with this? Because we can still cancel-"

"God no! I want this." Natasha said firmly, spinning around in Maria's arms and looking her girlfriend in the eye as she continued, "I've wanted this for so long, and now I finally feel comfortable asking for it. Please, don't deny me now."

There was a long pause, then unable to resist Maria grinned, "You know damn well I can't deny you anything."

"There you go being cheesy again." Natasha grinned, before squeaking as Maria swatted her butt playfully.

Maria then stared lovingly at her girlfriend for a second, gave her a long kiss and then asked, "Sure I couldn't interest you in a butt plug? Maybe a little pre-game fisting to help you out?"

"No." Natasha shook her head, grinning wickedly as she added, "It's my first time taking an ass fucking from Wanda, and I want my slutty little back door nice and tight for when she busts it open."

Maria raised an eyebrow, and then smirked, "Getting into character I see."

With a smirk of her own Natasha leaned in and whispered, "Who ever said that insatiable anal slut wasn't the real me?"

"Because we are more than our most twisted desires." Maria pointed out, resting her forehead against Natasha's as she added, "And whoever you think you are, however twisted and nasty things get tonight, never doubt that I love you with every fibre of my being."

Trying and failing to hide her blush Natasha scoffed, "Well, you'd have too to be willing to arrange an anal gang bang just because your ass whore of a girlfriend requested it."

"It wasn't like it was hard." Maria scoffed, slapping Natasha's big butt and then squeezing it as she added, "THIS, is in high demand, and if you hadn't specifically wanted it to be all-girl, I'd have even more volunteers."

"What can I say, I prefer it when cocks don't go soft." Natasha grinned.

Maria rolled her eyes and then murmured, "Seriously Nat, are you sure about this? The threesomes and foursomes were one thing, but a gang bang?"

Becoming serious Natasha replied, "I'm sure. This has always been one of my biggest fantasies, even when I was a top. Now after everything that happened with Pepper, and with Jane... and with you, and nearly having everything I care about being wiped out by a crazy robot, I just... I want to do this while I still have the chance. The question is, you okay with it? Because you're the only one I really want, my partner, my everything. I love you Maria, and if this is too much-"

"Hey." Maria said, calming her panicking girlfriend down, "I love you. That means nothing is too much for me. Not ever. Not when it comes to you." 

"Good." Natasha smiled, and then pulled away, turned around and stuck out her perfect ass, "Now, speaking of preparation... I wouldn't mind a rim job."

Maria smiled and lowered herself to her knees.

*

After about an hour or so of having her face buried in that glorious ass they had got dressed and headed to the main room. An hour after that Maria was still tasting Natasha's butt in what was now her third Martini as she watched their guests arrive. Natasha greeted every one of them, from the calm and confident Pepper Potts to the super nervous and jittery Wanda Maximoff, like the pro that she was.

They had been both trained in espionage of course, and if needs be Maria could make small talk with the best of them, but it was Natasha who really thrived in this kind of environment. Truly, there was an artistry to the way that Natasha Romanoff put everybody at ease, even Wanda, although it had to be said the alcohol helped, especially with the newest member of their group.

Of course apart from Wanda everybody else had been at least in a threesome with Natasha and Maria, and even Wanda seemed eager for them to start. Or perhaps they were all just horny for Natasha's incredible ass, not that Maria could blame them.

Along with her big boobs Natasha's fat ass really was her best feature, the ultra-tight leather pants she was wearing really showing it off, Natasha constantly finding excuses to turn around and sometimes even bend over to get her friends ready to pound her ass, just like many of them had been doing for years. Well, sort of like it, given this was going to be like nothing they'd ever experienced before.

Maria still had her misgivings about all this, especially the venue, as Natasha had been adamant about doing this in Avenger's Tower, in the exact same room The Avengers held important meetings and the occasional party.

Natasha felt it would heighten the feeling of humiliation, and there were cameras everywhere so later they could edit the footage and create their very own home movie chronicling The Black Widow at her most sexually depraved.

Maria had to admit that last part was appealing, but it was risky as the public could easily get their hands on the footage and there was a very good chance they would be interrupted by a card-carrying member of the Avengers or one of their many enemies.

The group itself had agreed to stay away of course, not that any of the knew what was going to happen here other than a 'girls night', Maria having to admit she like to see the look on their faces if they stumbled across what was really going on here and found that it was going to be less of a 'girls night' and more of a 'all girl night'.

Pulling herself from her thoughts Maria asked, "Shall we get this party started?"

Even though that was rhetorical she got several replies, all the same although she only heard Natasha's as it was the only one which mattered, "God yes."

"Then why don't you show us what we're all here for?" Maria 'suggested' as she roughly slapped Natasha's ass.

Grinning happily Natasha bent over, smacked her ass and then wiggled it while the bravest of their guests wolf whistled and murmured amongst themselves. Maria ignored them and concentrated on her girlfriend as she slowly stripped off her clothes.

How could she be so effortlessly sexy when doing such a thing? Maria just felt awkward, something that she and most of the other women in attendance proved as they followed suit shortly after, the only difference being that they each pulled on a harness with a large dildo attached. There was some discussion of who would wear what, Maria having laid out a variety of strap-on dildos on the little table next to the couches they were sitting on, although typically most went for the bigger models.

The smallest was an 8 incher which Natasha picked up and played with while asking Wanda, "Nervous."

"No." Wanda lied unconvincingly, before following up with, "Yes."

Natasha nodded, then reminded her, "Well, just remember, you can leave at any time if it gets to be too much."

"I know." Wanda smiled softly,, "Thank you."

"Hopefully I'll be the one thanking you." Natasha smiled flirtatiously before handing The Scarlet Witch the dildo, "Here, it might help if you used a smaller model."

Her eyes wide Wanda softly exclaimed, "You call this small?"

"For my slutty ass, yes." Natasha grinned, walking into the centre of the room and getting down on all fours.

Once everybody had equipped themselves, and thoroughly lubed their dildos, and Natasha was patiently waiting on her hands and knees Maria faked a cough to get everyone's attention and then called out, "Ok, just to remind everyone, the plan is Wanda loosens Natasha up for us, then we make Nat ride us one by one with her slutty ass until she's desperate to cum. Then we give her the anal pounding of a lifetime. Any questions?"

Quickly shooting her hand up Darcy grinned, "Will there be double ass stuffing?"

"Of course, but that won't be until we get to the serious pounding." Maria explained, "Anything else?"

"Any limits?" Jane Foster asked.

"Care to answer this one Nat?" Maria grinned.

Smiling happily Natasha wiggled her ass and pleaded, "No, please do whatever you want to my ass hole. Treat it as a fuck hole, there for you to use. And please, treat me the same way. Treat me like a total whore which has been bought and paid for. Use me and humiliate me. And above all, please fuck my ass as hard as you can."

Grinning wickedly Maria looked around and then said, "Well, if there are no more questions... Wanda, are you ready to get started?"

"Ye, yes." Wanda stammered nervously.

Wanda felt all eyes fall to her which was very unnerving, especially in her current state of undress. At least the harness she was wearing covered her womanhood and bottom, even if she did feel a little ridiculous with a rubber cock protruding from her crotch.

It also helped that everyone else was in the same state, except for Natasha of course, the mighty Black Widow shamelessly exposing herself in the most obscene way possible, Natasha even wiggling her naked ass at her, making Wanda blush even more than she already was. And yet staring at that big butt was hypnotising, Wanda's anxieties momentarily fading away as she became overwhelmed by the perverted thoughts of the women around her and of course the beautiful sight in front of her.

"So beautiful." Wanda found herself sighing as she knelt down and started sliding her hands over those meaty cheeks.

"Thank you." Natasha smirked after allowing Wanda a few moments to play with her ass, "Now please fuck it! Fuck my ass! Ass fuck me, fuck me up my big dyke ass, mmmmmmm, please Wanda, take my fat ass!"

Wanda was taken aback for a few seconds, then she smacked Natasha's bottom hard enough to make the cheeks jiggle and then ordered as firmly as she could, "Then spread your cheeks, slut! Make it easy for me to stretch your fat butt!"

There was a whoop of encouragement from the women surrounding them, and maybe some words, but Wanda completely blocked them out.

That had been difficult for her when she had first received her powers, but it had always been easier when she had something to focus on, and when The Black Widow was spreading her cheeks in front of her, revealing her wet pussy and glistening with lubricant ass hole to Wanda and the rest of the women determined to anally gang bang her, The Scarlet Witch found it easier than ever to concentrate.

As she grabbed hold of her dildo and slowly pressed it to her target Wanda wondered if she should do more to prepare the older woman, however as if Natasha was the mind reader she immediately began reassuring her, "It's ok Wanda, I want this. I need it. And I'm ready for it. I promise you won't hurt me too bad if you go too quickly, and as long as you go slow it's going to feel like heaven. Now please, fuck my ass. Stick your big cock up my slutty little ass! Mmmmmmmmm, shove your strap-on up my big fat butt. Please Wanda, please slide your strap-on cock into my slutty little ass hole so you can butt fuck The Black Widow like the anal whore she is!"

Granting the other woman's request Wanda slowly pushed the head of the strap-on cock into Natasha's ass hole, her mouth falling slowly open as that most private place began to expand, eventually stretching wide enough so that the bulbous head of her realistic looking dildo could slip through the tiny back door and into The Black Widow's big butt.

Wanda had never been anally penetrated herself, but she had lived the memories of those who had. Yet she was in Natasha's mind at that moment and could sense only pleasure, the shameless ass whore crying out in pure pleasure as she was anally violated.

"OH GOD!" Natasha cried before moaning, "It feels soooooooooooooo gooooooooooooddddddddddddddd!"

"Oh yeah, you love it, don't you?" Maria grinned, "What does that make you Natasha?"

"It makes me a shameless anal whore! A nasty little dyke who needs other women to stuff her slutty little butt hole full of strap-on cock!" Natasha grinned happily, "Oh please Wanda, keep going. Mmmmmmmmmmm, I need every inch of that girl cock up my lezzie ass. Ooooooooooooh Goooooooooooddddddddddddd, I need every inch of that strap-on inside me. Please Wanda, stuff my shit pipe! Stuff The Black Widow's back door full of girl cock so you can butt fuck her. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh please Wanda, butt fuck me, fuck me in the butt, mmmmmmmmmm, please fuck my big fat queer butt!"

"You heard her Wanda." Pepper Potts encouraged, "Get that new toy of yours in her ass. Show her how real women should treat anal sluts like her."

"Fuck yeah, go for it girl!" Darcy Lewis hollered, "Shove every inch of dildo up that bitch ass! Show the high and mighty Natasha Romanoff who's boss!"

"Or take your time, if you want." Maria chimed in, not wanting the girl to be overwhelmed, "Natasha's fat ass is a work of art. Feel free to enjoy it."

"But it will heal no matter what, so do what you want." Jane Foster chimed in, "Wreck it, make love to it, I don't care, just fuck that ass."

"Oh yeah, fuck it!" Darcy quickly agreed with her girlfriend before chanting, "Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"

As the other women continued talking Wanda grabbed a firm hold of Natasha's hips and began slowly sliding her dildo deeper into her fellow Avenger's bottom. The entire time Wanda blocked out all the other women, not because she wanted to focus on Natasha to present herself from hurting her trainer, although there was some truth to that the main reason why was that she was captivated by the sight of her cock sliding into that forbidden hole.

She had seen it through the eyes of men and women alike, sodomising Natasha or just other women/men, however now it was HER cock sliding into another woman's butt hole... HER cock sliding into The Black Widow Natasha Romanoff's butt hole, Wanda overwhelmed with a feeling of power and dominance that she had never known before.

Natasha did her best to continue encouraging Wanda, but her words became lost as the other women around them began to conversing with each other about how Wanda was doing, how hot/perverted this all was, how much they were looking forward to their turn and of course how good Natasha Romanoff looked with a dick in her ass.

Particularly the last one caused Natasha to fill with pride, and her words to become even more incoherent as her ass was slowly filled with strap-on dildo for the first of many times tonight, the fact that her slutty bottom was finally going to be gang banged causing even Natasha's mind to struggle to focus.

There was an irony in that, as throughout their training Natasha had been constantly reminding Wanda to concentrate and not become distracted, and now here was the girl more focused than ever, and all it took was a chance to sodomise her. Clearly Natasha should have insisted on Wanda butt fucking her before.

Then again, it had hardly been her easiest of seductions, as in some ways the girl was still a child, and so very unsure of herself. Thankfully that side of her was nowhere in sight as Wanda slid every inch of her strap-on into Natasha's ass with confidence and determination certainly no one in this room had seen from her before.

Just as impressively Wanda immediately started to officially butt fuck her the second her thighs came to rest against the redhead's ass cheeks, Natasha's eyelids fluttering with joy and increasingly loud moans escaping her lips as her young protégé began to pump her with every inch of that 8 incher.

The girl used such confidence and skill that Natasha regretted not insisting that she be saved for later, although Maria had promised her that any girl who wanted to would get seconds, and as nervous as this girl had originally seemed Natasha was confident that Wanda would be first in line to sodomise her again, even though she would have plenty of competition from the looks of the other girls surrounding them.

"Yeahhhhhhhhh, you go girl! Ram that ass!" Darcy hollered, only hesitating slightly when the powerful witch looked at her, "Erm, I... oh yes, that's it Wanda! Fuck her ass just like that! Mmmmmmmm yeah, drill that little butt hole and make sure she can't sit for a week."

"Please, when I'm done with her she won't be able to sit for a month." Jane smirked.

"You mean when we're done with her." Pepper pointed out, before getting them back on track, "Come on Wanda, pound that bitch! Mmmmmmmmm, yes that's it pound that bitch hole and gape it wide open!"

"Treat her like the anal slut she is!" Laura agreed, "Slam her back door and treat it like it's your fuck hole."

"And it is." Maria chimed in, "I may own that hole, but tonight I'm letting you borrow it. That means it's yours right now Wanda. Don't be afraid to act like it and wreck that big fat slutty ass."

As the other girls continued offering her wonderful verbal humiliation Natasha regretted the decision to give Wanda an 8 inch strap-on dildo and not a monster like the one Maria was wearing. Of course, she hadn't wanted to make Wanda feel uncomfortable, but from the way the girl was now ass fucking her Natasha was confident that The Scarlet Witch could handle a bigger dildo.

Perhaps if Wanda was to line up for seconds Natasha could convince her girlfriend to give their new ally a bigger model? Then again, from the way the other women were crowding around, Natasha was confident it wouldn't be long before her slutty ass was being violated by a bigger dildo.

First though Natasha wanted to get her ass roughly fucked by that 8 incher, the young Wanda Maximoff pounding her big booty hard and deep, her protégé making her cum with a dick in her butt, and she knew just how to get it, "Fuck me! Oh please Wanda, fuck me hard! Mmmmmmmm, pound my big fat ass and make me cum like a whore!"

There was a slight pause, then Wanda grinned wickedly, "You wished to cum?"

"Yes." Natasha pleaded, but before she could say anything else The Scarlet Witch interrupted her.

"Then you will let go of your ass cheeks." Wanda demanded, grinning again once Natasha quickly did as she was told, "Oh yes, mmmmmmmmm, I wish to feel your big fat ass cheeks jiggling against my thighs as I fuck you. Oh yes, your girlfriend was right, mmmmmmmmm, your ass hole, the tiny little hole you shit from, ohhhhhhhhh, it makes a perfect fuck hole. No wonder you have so many women lining up to fuck you in the ass like a common street whore. And you love it, don't you? Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss, you love being our anal whore, ours to use as we please?"

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Natasha cried out with joy, "I'M AN ANAL WHORE! I'M YOUR ANAL WHORE! MMMMMMMMMMM YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH PLEASE USE MY ASS HOLE LIKE THE FUCK HOLE IT IS, DRILL IT HARD AND DEEP AND MAKE ME CUM LIKE THE WHORE I AM! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS, HARDER, HARDER, HARDER, OH GOD, I'M GOING TO CUM! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE MAKE ME CUM OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDD!"

With that Wanda started slowly but surely building up the pace until her thighs were smacking against Natasha's ass cheeks so hard it made them jiggle gelatinously, and the sound of flesh meeting flesh loudly echoed throughout the big room, audible even over the sound of encouragement from the other women.

At first non of it was audible as the women were too busy speaking over each other, but once Wanda got down to some serious rectum wrecking they started taking it in turns, wonderfully increasing the humiliation Natasha was feeling.

"That's it Wanda, pound that fat ass! Mmmmmmm, pound The Black Widow's big fat ass hard and deep, stretch out that whore ass so it's easier for the rest of us to pound that big sexy ass!" Maria encouraged, "Go ahead Wanda, you have my permission. I give you permission to fuck my girlfriend's ass as hard as you can while the rest of us watch and wait our turn with that slutty dyke butt hole. Ohhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh, that's it Wanda, start this gang bang off with a bang by treating The Black Widow like the ass whore she is and pound that big fat ass with everything you've got!"




Black Widow: Age of Anal



"And then some." Helen softly chimed in.

"Yeah, pound that whore ass!" Laura added, "Wow Wanda, you're really good at that."

"Fuck yeah she is!" Darcy grinned, before calling out, "Hey Witchy, how about after this you treat my fat ass to some of that?"

"Darcy, focus!" Jane exclaimed in a warning tone.

"What? I meant after we've all had a piece of Natasha's bitch ass." Darcy promised, "Fuck, there's no way I'm missing out on a chance to butt fuck The Black Widow. You hear me slut? All of us here are just lining up for a piece of your slutty little ass, and when we're done with your butt hole it's going to be wider than the Grand Canyon bitch!"

"Yeah it is." Jane grinned, glad that she could agree with her girlfriend on something, "We're all going to wreck that ass like it's never been wrecked before!"

"But you really are doing great Wanda." Pepper encouraged the new girl, "Mmmmmmmmmm, you really are doing a great job at slamming that tiny little bitch hole, doing us all a favour by stretching it out and making it easy for the rest of us to fuck. Oh yeah Wanda, remember, she's not your trainer or your superior officer right now, she's your anal loving bitch. She is nothing but a walking fuck hole to you, and she really, really wants you to treat her as such. Oh that's it, good girl, wreck that ass! Wreck that big fat slutty ass and show The Black Widow who's boss! Oh fuck yeah!"

There was a lot more said but Natasha was too overwhelmed by the ass fucking she was receiving to fully comprehend it, the deadly assassin increasingly impressed by the inexperienced girl by the second.

She knew Wanda had read her mind extensively, and the minds of everyone in this room, so it stood to reason that The Scarlet Witch would have at least a rough idea of how to sodomise another woman, but given how skilfully she had stretched Natasha's ass and was now pounding her pooper the redhead wouldn't be surprised if part of the brunette's power was perfectly mimicking other people's skills just from reading their minds.

Perhaps it shouldn't be such a surprise. After all once Natasha had finally talked Wanda into her bed the girl had been one of the best first time muff munchers she'd ever had the pleasure of having between her legs. Most women she had been with were eager the first time they tasted her pussy, but Wanda hadn't merely shown enthusiasm.

No, she had shown skill beyond her years, and while that could be attributed to her mind reading ability the skill and confidence in which Wanda had eaten her out, and was now fucking her butt, made Natasha believe there was something else at play here, something which would make her beg Maria to allow Wanda to become a regular feature in their bed.

Natasha smiled at the thought and then let out a deafening scream as Wanda effortlessly pushed her over the edge of orgasm and then continued to push her over that edge, the inexperienced girl giving the proud ass whore multiple anally induced climaxes like she had been doing this for years.

Oh yes, The Black Widow definitely wanted to bend over for The Scarlett Witch on a regular basis from now on, that extremely pleasant thought the last Natasha had for a while as she became lost in the pure bliss of getting her fat ass roughly pounded.

Wanda was extremely embarrassed that she was so caught up in the perverted act of anal sex. She just couldn't help it, it was so addictive. The feeling of power and dominance, Natasha's meaty ass cheeks jiggling against her thighs, even the feeling of the other Avenger's back passage clamping down on her cock was all overwhelming.

Sure, Wanda couldn't feel it like a guy would, however the tightness of Natasha's ass caused extra friction on the stimulator inside the harness, seemingly amplifying the pleasure by a million. Or maybe Wanda was just overwhelmed with the overall joy of butt fucking The Black Widow, this woman who had taken down countless men with ease and dominated countless women now nothing but Wanda's personal anal whore.

Technically that wasn't true, Natasha wasn't just her anal whore. No, the once mighty Black Widow was now the butt slut of every single woman in this room, the thought turning Wanda on even more as she continued to pound Natasha's perfect ass.

Of course the downside to that was that it was no longer her turn, the other women around her clearly itching for the chance to get their hands on Natasha's big butt and yet Wanda couldn't stop herself from preventing them from doing so by selfishly slamming Natasha's fat ass.

That was why she was so embarrassed, not because in such a short time of being an Avenger she had become such a perverted slut, but because she was hogging Natasha's big ass and she couldn't stop herself.

The fact that the combination of the stimulator on her clit, Natasha's jiggling butt cheeks slamming back into her thighs and the sheer perverted joy of fucking The Black Widow up the butt made her experience some of the most powerful climaxes of her life didn't help matters.

In the end Wanda only stopped because she felt like she had almost literally no energy left to continue the ass fucking. Really all she could do was remain kneeling behind the redhead when she finally pulled her dildo out of Natasha's ass hole, Wanda gasping softly as she was left staring at the superspy's gaped butt hole, the fact that she had been the one to so thoroughly stretch it open overwhelming to The Scarlet Witch.

Although nowhere near as much as the sudden loud clapping from around the room, Wanda blushing a deep red at first from the applause and then from the way Natasha shamelessly reached back and pulled apart her ass cheeks, showing off just how thoroughly loose and opened her back hole had become.

Which, as one girl was happy to point out, was perfect to be anally gang banged, Wanda awkwardly shuffling out of the way of the spotlight and watching in fascination as the woman she knew so many people feared shamelessly took strap-on dildo after strap-on dildo up her 'big fat' ass.

"Me next, me next, me next! I called dibs on that ass next!" Darcy cried out after about a minute of giggles and discussing how pretty Natasha's gaped ass hole looked, "Get over here bitch and sit that fat ass down on my dick!"

Natasha blushed a little but quickly let go of her cheeks, straightened up and dashed over to where Darcy was sitting on the couch. She then looked at Darcy for a second to see if the girl would give her preference whether she wanted cowgirl or reverse cowgirl but the assistant just grinned up at her with an expectant look in her eyes.

Either she was waiting for Natasha to choose and going to scold her either way for choosing the wrong one or she just didn't care. Knowing Darcy it was likely the latter, so Natasha chose cowgirl so she could see Darcy's fantastic tits while she anally rode her.

So with practised ease Natasha straddled Darcy's lap, lined her open ass hole up with the other woman's strap-on and started pushing herself downwards. For the benefit of the women behind her she spread her ass cheeks with both hands after she had made sure that the toy penetrated her back hole, which was pretty easy considering how open it already was, and then she slowly lowered herself down on Darcy's dick.

The entire time she kept her eyes locked with Darcy's, the usually submissive brunette obviously taking great pleasure in having the once dominant redhead anally skewer herself on her strap-on, if possible Darcy's grin becoming bigger with every additional inch that slid up Natasha's butt.

During that ass stuffing Natasha thought about the first time she met Darcy. The girl had been all tongue tied and nervous around her, a clear sign of her interest. Natasha had taken advantage of that and 10 minutes later Darcy had been on her knees and enthusiastically eating the redhead's cunt while looking up at Natasha for approval.

Another 10 minutes or so later Natasha had been sliding her strap-on up Darcy's fat ass. Then a few days later Natasha had been sandwiched between this assistant and her employer, Jane Foster ensuring that the once mighty Black Widow never topped her girlfriend again.

As Natasha savoured the memory of how a tiny astrophysicist with absolutely no fighting experience had completely dominated her to the point where it felt natural to submit to a total bottom like Darcy Lewis her butt came to rest against the assistant's lap, announcing every single inch of Darcy's impressive weapon was buried in her bowels.

After a few seconds for everybody to enjoy that fact Darcy grabbed her hands, pulled them away from her cheeks, and then the civilian who had been once in total awe of her slapped her ass forcefully like the cheap anal whore she had become and then started ordering her around.

"Well, what are you waiting for slut? Bounce that booty!" Darcy grinned, "Bounce that big booty on my cock! Mmmmmmmm yeah, make those fat cheeks and those amazing tits of yours jiggle as you bounce on my dick. Oh yeah, me and my friends want to see your big tits and fat ass jiggle as you bounce your butt hole up and down my big fat strap-on cock like the total ass whore that you are! Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, come on Natasha, you asked for this. You begged for this. So go ahead, take my dick in your ass just like you're going to take the others up there you dirty little anal junkie!"

Darcy said more, a lot more. She always was a talker, yapping on and on until one way or another someone shut her up. It could be as simple as a verbal interruption or a single look, but her favourite way was physical pleasure. Oh, and being distracted by something pretty.

In this case it was the combination of her favourite things as she was distracted by the feeling of the stimulator inside the harness grinding down onto her clit and Natasha's bouncing boobs as the infamous assassin/Avenger established a steady rhythm of riding her cock with that big gorgeous booty of hers.

Others took over the verbal assault for a while, but eventually everyone became completely captivated by watching The Black Widow anally riding perhaps the most submissive girl in the room. And make no mistake, Darcy was proud to be a bottom.

She thought of herself that way before meeting the love of her life Jane Foster, and since then the surprisingly dominant astrophysicist who had seemed so shy at first had been spanking and fucking her fat ass on a daily basis, making Darcy quickly become addicted to the feeling of being Jane's anal loving bitch and she wouldn't trade it for the world.

However while Darcy had never, and would never wanted to, seriously dominate another woman there were times Jane had her assist her with more than just boring science.

Oh yes, Darcy had lost count of the number of 'sandwiches' she had been involved in, both as a piece of bread at the bottom and piece of meat in the middle, and there were plenty of times where Jane humiliated her by making ride a dildo strapped around the waist of an equally submissive girl, or humiliated a guest in their bed by making them ride a dildo wearing Darcy. It was one of the reasons that Darcy considered Jane Foster to be her soulmate.

As much as Darcy adored the humiliation of riding another submissive girl's strap-on it was incredibly thrilling to be on this end of things temporarily, especially as she knew she would never be in this position if it wasn't for her total top of a girlfriend.

That it was The Black Widow who was now anally riding her, a woman Darcy had mistaken for the biggest top she'd ever meet during their first interaction and the woman who had totally dominated her in record time, well, it was thrilling beyond words, Darcy pretty much blathering the whole time as she stared at those bouncing boobs which were almost as big as her own.

"Oh my God yes, mmmmmmmmmmm, bounce that fat ass! Bounce it!" Darcy continued blathering, mostly unaware what she was saying, "Bounce it! Bounce your big booty on my cock! Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhh I wanna see The Black Widow bounce on my dick! Oh yeah, bounce that fat ass so my friends can watch your meaty cheeks jiggle while I watch your big titties nearly smack you in the fucking face! Fuck Nat, you're so hot. You're always so hot, oooooooooooh, but you've never looked better then you do right now, sliding your butt hole up and down my cock and giving me and our friends a chance to watch your bouncing boobies and your jiggling ass cheeks."

"Well, I agree with that, as I'm sure does everybody else, but Darcy, you can't just hog that ass." Maria scolded the assistant, before addressing the women around her, "After all, this is an anal gang bang. That means everyone gets a turn with The Black Widow's big slutty ass!"

As a cheer went up from the other women Darcy grinned and slapped Natasha's ass, "Oh, I don't mind sharing this grade A piece of ass. Mmmmmmmm, my only question is, who wants this fat ass next? Jane, you want a turn with this bitch ass?"

"Later." Jane grinned, "I'm saving myself for the hard pounding."

Quickly raising her hand 'Mrs Hawkeye' called out, "I wouldn't mind a turn."

"Laura..." Maria smiled, before forcing a frown onto her face, "Is that the best you can do?"

Taking the hint Laura Barton smiled at Maria and then called out loudly and confidently, "I would love it if my husband's best friend planted that fat ass of hers on my big strap-on dildo. I'd love to have Natasha Romanoff anally riding my cock like the submissive little bitch she is, The Black Widow bouncing her big gay butt on my strap-on, the woman everyone thinks my husband is sleeping with taking my dick deep into her bitch hole to prove that she is nothing but a dyke fuck hole."

"Ok, I'm convinced." Maria grinned, reaching out and slapping Natasha's ass, "Nat, go ride Laura's dick! Make sure you're quick, I don't want your ass to be without cock for too long."

"You heard your girlfriend bitch!" Darcy chimed in with a playful slap of her own to Natasha's booty, "Mmmmmmmm, your best friend's wife wants a piece of your whore ass, and we all want to see you give it to her. Yeah, take that gaping bitch hole away from me and give it to Laura! Ohhhhhhhhh, take every inch of Laura's cock up your dyke butt!"

Laura Barton smiled as she watched Natasha reluctantly pull her ass off of Darcy Lewis's strap-on and then clamber over Dr Cho so she could get to Laura's dildo.

Once she reached her destination Natasha quickly lined up her cock hungry little ass hole with Laura's strap-on and slide herself down the entire length, Natasha's eyes fluttering and allowed moan escaping her lips as her slutty ass was once again filled with long thick dildo, Laura ensuring that she got the kind of nice 10 incher which she knew from experience stretch the bowels of her husband's best friend just the way she liked it.

Then without giving Natasha time to adjust Laura smacked her big bubble butt hard enough to make the cheeks jiggle, looked the deadly Black Widow directly in the eye and ordered her, "What are you waiting for? Ride it slut! Mmmmmmmmm yeah, destroy your own ass hole you perverted little whore! Fuck, I can't believe I let filthy trash like you around my husband."

It felt so weird for Laura to say such things, but then again having sex with The Black Widow had changed her. Made her do things she could have never imagine doing, like this lesbian anal gang bang, which she was really caught up in. The energy of all these women were just giving her confidence she had never felt before, not even all those other times she'd ass fucked this goddess of a woman.

And Laura had ass fucked this woman a lot, at least since Natasha had embraced the role of the bottom, Laura now having a lot of fond memories of DP'ing the deadly Black Widow with her husband or the redhead's girlfriend, not to mention the times all four of them got together to make the mighty Natasha Romanoff air tight.

Of course when they first met Natasha had effortlessly topped Laura, giving the poor woman her first taste of pussy before taking her anal cherry.

Laura remembered thinking that it was ironic she had been worried about this woman stealing her then boyfriend when Natasha instantly showed more interest in her, Clint only too happy to watch his professional partner turn his romantic partner into their bitch, just so that he would be allowed to fuck her ass.

She had been mad at him for a long time after that, but she quickly grew a taste for anal and became addicted to the feeling of her now husband cumming in her butt, and if it wasn't for Natasha she'd probably have twice as many kids.

However as grateful as she was to Natasha for probably decreasing the number of screaming kids running around and expanding her sexual horizons, and of course for keeping her husband safe, she had to admit the first time she was instructed to strap on a dildo and pound Natasha's big beautiful bottom was one of the greatest days of her life.

Maria had been an expert teacher, and even though Laura felt much more comfortable on the bottom, and in general being a bottom, they had found a way to work around it. By Natasha anally riding her, providing Laura with the amazing sight of Natasha's big boobs or fat ass cheeks bouncing for her while she and others provided commentary.

Although right now it was mostly Laura, the mother of Hawkeye's children completely humiliating The Black Widow with her words, "Come on bitch, I know you can try harder than that! I've seen the way you bounce on your girlfriend's cock when it's stuffed up one of your slutty fuck holes, and you better believe I want that same treatment. Mmmmmmmm, or at least what you give my husband when I allow you to take his cock inside you. Yeahhhhhhhh, you thought you were such a top when you first walked into my home and introduced yourself, but look at you now, anally riding my cock like the whore you are. Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah, riding it while everybody else watches, you showing us all that The Black Widow is nothing but an anal whore. God, forget my husband, I shouldn't be letting a piece of filth like you around my children! Mmmmmmmmm fuck, I shouldn't let you step foot in my home you fucking tramp, ooooooooooooh Gooooooooddddddddd!"

Natasha blushed bright red, and slammed her butt up and down with even more enthusiasm, making her tits and ass jiggle even more, much to the delight of her audience. She did so love being the centre of attention, although right now everybody else fell away.

Even her beloved Maria became forgotten as Laura Barton verbally humiliated her like never before, tears of joy filling Natasha's eyes as each word pushed her closer and closer to the climax she was beginning to feel like she medically needed.

Normally she would have to push Laura to say naughty things, the prim and proper woman ironically more hesitant to call her nasty things than to use those kinds of words on anyone else. Which just showed who Laura was deep down, Natasha knowing that what she was doing now had to be hard for her friend and being so grateful to her for finding the strength to give Natasha what she so desperately wanted.

The other woman even began thrusting upwards in time with Natasha's bouncing, timing it perfectly so that the dildo was slammed into the very deepest depths of the redhead's ass, making Natasha moan her friend's name.

When they had first met all those years ago Natasha had gone to Clint's secret hideaway home with only the best intentions. She had so wanted to act like a normal person and meet her best friend's girlfriend, but along the way Clint had mentioned that Laura was grossed out by the idea of anal, and then one thing had led to another.

Which of course had been Clint's plan, the bastard manipulating Natasha into seducing Laura so he could fuck his girlfriend up the ass on a regular basis, but Natasha couldn't just let a woman she liked not know the joys of anal. She had been weak, unable to resist what had been then her nature.




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Now she had been reprogrammed by her beloved Maria, with a little help from Pepper and Jane, Natasha was only too happy to make it up to Laura by giving up her ass whenever Mrs Barton wanted it, the two sneaking away for a little backdoor pleasure, among other things, whenever Natasha came to visit or Laura showed up at Avenger's Tower.

The majority of the time it was Natasha anally riding Laura just like this, and while they both preferred it when either Maria or Clint were pounding Natasha's pussy and ideally while the other watched or fucked the redhead's mouth, this was quite a treat, one which would easily make Natasha cum if she was just given a little more time. Unfortunately it was not to be.

"Ok, who next?" Maria wondered aloud, her eyes already focusing on a viable target, "Dr Cho, you've been sitting there as quiet and as patient as usual. Would you like to be next to fuck this slut's ass?"

Blushing only slightly Helen Cho replied, "I'd love too."

There was a few seconds pause and then Darcy boldly reached over and smacked the deadly super spy roughly on the ass, "Well, don't just sit there you lazy bitch! Get that slutty ass hole off of Mrs Hawkeye's cock and onto Dr Cho's dick!"

"Oh yes, it is time you took another dick up your fat ass!" Wanda chimed in with her broken English.

"Do as we say Nat." Maria said coldly, although at the same time she was carefully studying her girlfriend for signs she was too exhausted to continue, even though she knew it was unlikely given the legendary stamina of The Black Widow.

"Yeah Nat, I've had my turn with your fat ass. Don't worry, I'll get seconds soon enough, but now it's time for you to switch dildos. Here, let me help." Laura grinned, grabbing Natasha and then slowly lifting her up and off of her dildo before literally passing the infamous spy to Dr Cho.

Helen gladly took hold of the redhead's waist, pulled her over slightly and then downwards. It helped that she was sitting right next to Laura, which was the plan after all, Maria Hill having planned out every detail of tonight and discussing it with them all at length before they even arrived.

And oh, was Helen reaping the rewards of that right now as she got to enjoy the look on Natasha's face as her dildo penetrated the assassin's butt hole and then slowly slid all the way into her backside. Or more accurately Natasha slowly slid her backside down on that cock, the now years of nearly non-stop butt pounding and the pounding she had already taken today making it easy for Natasha to take every inch of Helen's strap-on up her ass.

Once every inch of that dildo was inside her big bottom Natasha closed her eyes and briefly savoured the moment before beginning to bounce her butt up and down Helen's cock, keeping her eyes closed for a little while before opening them so Helen could see just how much the mighty Black Widow was enjoying having that strap-on cock up her ass.

Of course the look on her face made that clear, but the eyes with a windows to the soul, and 'The Avenger's personal medic' as Tony Stark like to say loved looking into the eyes of Natasha Romanoff when she rode her strap-on dildo.

Like most of the other women around her Helen also enjoyed the sight of Natasha's big boobs bouncing up and down with each thrust, even if she did spoil it for the others somewhat by reaching out and grabbing those huge tits, loving the feeling of them in her hand as she continued to be part of this wonderful act of anal violation.

Helen also enjoyed the feeling of the other woman's meaty cheeks jiggling against her thighs as Natasha slowly bounced up and down, Helen making them jiggle even more as she began randomly thrusting upwards into the redhead's bottom, the doctor's hands reluctantly sliding from Natasha's tits down to her waist so she had better leverage for abusing the spy's butt hole.

Helen still couldn't believe she got to sodomise such an infamous woman. She had read The Black Widow's file, at this point everybody had, and heard the stories, so it was still a shock that when she had met Natasha Romanoff the woman had been a pure bottom. That she had been broken by women who weren't as strong as her was an extra turn on, although Helen could see why, her own ass hole having taken several fuckings at this point by Maria, Pepper and Jane, especially Maria.

Oh yes, it was Natasha's girlfriend who had popped her anal cherry, Helen loving it almost as much as the slutty redhead and quickly becoming Maria's bitch. Although truth be told she spent most of her time on the bottom of an all girl sandwich, DP'ing and double ass fucking the once mighty Natasha Romanoff, although she did love it whenever Maria let her butt fuck her girlfriend like this.

Natasha also loved it. It was clear to her from their first meeting that Dr Cho was a bottom, something which was clear to Maria too which was why the beautiful Asian woman found herself with a strap-on dildo buried in her then virgin ass during the interview process.

An interview process Maria and Natasha had very much loved performing to find The Avengers a doctor they could trust, both of them tasting a lot of delicious pussies, Maria popping several anal cherries and Natasha being sandwiched between her girlfriend and several different candidates before they finally settled on Dr Cho.

Truth be told she was the best candidate, so they probably would have chosen her even if she hadn't been receptive to their seduction techniques and eager and willing to do whatever depraved thing they could come up with, whether that was taking a brutal butt fucking from Maria, or giving a pretty decent ass pounding to Natasha, or even becoming air tight.

The Black Widow smiled as she remembered that one particular passionate time where Pepper and Jane joined them and she had watched the three women responsible for turning her into a total bottom take the respectable Dr Cho in all three of her holes, the gorgeous Asian cumming over and over again on Maria's cock while Pepper and Jane took it in turns to use Helen's ass and mouth for their pleasure.

For the most part though Dr Cho fucked Natasha up the ass, either by choice or because Maria had prompted her too, the Asian doctor now part of this group of women who could butt fuck The Black Widow whenever they wanted, provided they called Maria first and asked permission of course.

And as Helen was a bottom that meant they had spent a lot of time together lately in this exact position, that familiarity serving Dr Cho well as she effortlessly sodomised Natasha to the very edge of climax, part of Natasha hoping that she would finally get that orgasm she wanted while the other part wanted to be teased some more.

Unsurprisingly it was the latter, Maria calling out, "Ok, that's enough. We don't want her to cum yet, so... Pepper, do you want to go?"

"Oh no, I couldn't possibly resist making her cum." Pepper admitted, before turning to the newest member of their little group, "But I think Wanda is eager for some more of that ass."

"Oh yes, please, allow me the privilege of sodomising The Black Widow again." Wanda grinned, her eyes sparkling with delight.

"Ok, but you have to promise to sit down and not to make her cum." Maria warned.

"You have my word." Wanda nodded and then quickly sat down next to Darcy on the couch and called out, "Pass that ass over here so I can have seconds!"

"Certainly." Helen smiled, lifting Natasha off her dildo and gently pushing her in Wanda's direction.

Darcy got a quick slap on Natasha's ass as the redhead crawled over, "Yeah, move it slut! Move that big fat ass! Mmmmmmmmmm, you're so fucking hot when you're taking dick up your ass."

As much as Natasha enjoyed being butt fucked by the beautiful Dr Cho she tended to be very quiet during sex, really having to be pushed to talk dirty, and while the likes of Darcy had picked up the slack it was a relief to return to Wanda, the previously nervous girl slamming her dildo up Natasha's butt and then effortlessly brutalising The Black Widow's bowels while dishing out the most wonderful verbal abuse, again Natasha pushed to the edge as she was completely humiliated by this girl.

"Move your fat ass! Move it!" Wanda practically growled, The Scarlet Witch completely lost in her lust as she tried to do what she had been encouraged to do, and what Natasha had so explicitly asked for, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss, bounce your big fat ass on my cock! Ride me like the anal whore you are! Do it to amuse me and my new friends, and do it because you absolutely love this. Because you are the biggest anal whore on this planet and probably any other, because you asked for this, asked us to use you this way, and now your whore ass will take everything we wish to give it, mmmmmmmmmmmm, the once mighty Black Widow's big fat ass our property to use for our pleasure, Natasha Romanoff nothing but our dyke fuck hole!"

A few minutes later Wanda past Natasha to Darcy and the process repeated itself again, Natasha passed back and forth between those four women for what felt like hours, each one treating her like a piece of meat. And she loved them for it. However even The Black Widow had her limits, and by the time she was finally passed to her girlfriend she was literally weeping with need. As a result her make up was a mess.

She was a mess, her hair tangled and sticking to her head, especially her forehead, and perhaps most embarrassing of all her ass hole was so loose and open that she instantly sat down on Maria's lap, every single inch of her girlfriend's cock shooting straight up The Black Widow's butt and making her moan like the anal whore she was.

Natasha initially blushed at her slutty and dishevelled appearance, but Maria pulled her down into a passionate kiss, the tongue of the dominant brunette invading her mouth as Maria grabbed a tight hold of the redhead's waist and began to bounce Natasha's ass up and down.

Quickly responding Natasha massaged Maria's tongue with her own and called upon what little was left of her stamina to put some effort into lifting herself up and down, however almost immediately she received a hard slap to her ass followed by Maria breaking the kiss and giving her a playful grin.

"Don't worry baby, let me do the work." Maria purred as she thrust upwards into Natasha's ass.

Although her tone and her expression was light and playful Natasha could tell that her girlfriend had just given her an order, and unlike some scenarios in the past when they were both working for SHIELD Natasha was only too happy to obey Maria Hill.

Especially because she was running on fumes, and no one knew how to fuck her big fat slutty dyke ass like the wonderful woman beneath her now who had stolen her heart, Maria seeming to re-establish ownership as she forcefully increased the pace until she was slamming her hips upwards at the same time she shoved Natasha downwards, making the dildo hammer The Black Widow's big ass as hard and as deep as possible.

Natasha could feel her meaty cheeks jiggling with every thrust, the whoops of approval from her audience further driving her closer than ever to orgasm, but instead of being once again being denied Maria told her, "You have my permission to cum."

The butt fucking then got even harder, Natasha literally about to go over the edge when all of a sudden she found herself on her back with her legs on Maria's shoulders being anally pounded as hard as she had ever been before. It was a total rectum wrecking and Natasha loved it, the sudden change in position and the fiery look in Maria's eyes finally triggering the climax she had been waiting for.

And oh was it worth the wait, Natasha's climax as powerful as any she'd ever had, her cum squirting out of her pussy so high and fast it hit the brunette's boobs which were bouncing hypnotically in time with her powerful thrusts, Natasha becoming hypnotised as she was skilfully sodomised through orgasm after orgasm, each one as powerful as the last.

Maria loved fucking Natasha in this position. Of course she loved fucking her girlfriend in any position, in just about any way, however there was just something special about taking Natasha on her back, The Black Widow in the traditional female role when their relationship was anything but traditional.

Maria certainly wasn't slamming her cock in and out of the traditional hole, Natasha's cunt remaining untouched as the brunette lovingly brutalised the redhead's ass in the way that they both adored. And the way which made Natasha's big tits bounce so wonderfully, Maria becoming lost in watching those mountains of flesh jiggle with every thrust.

That was the thing about taking Natasha's fat ass in this position, there was so much to look at. Now more than ever, given the eager looks on the other women's faces, Maria getting a hell of a kick out of looking up to see her friends encouraging her to sodomise her girlfriend/this deadly superspy.

Not that she really paid much attention to what they were saying as she was too busy looking back down at that cum gushing cunt, the butt hole stretching for her cock beneath it, those wonderfully bouncing boobs and finally the look of bliss on Natasha's face, Maria grinning wickedly as she noticed her lover returning the favour by staring at her tits.

Seconds later their eyes locked onto the other's and they smiled, this was Maria's favourite thing about taking Natasha's ass this way, because without saying a word she could tell the other woman how much she loved her.

How much she craved her. Needed her. How hot she was. How beautiful and sexy she was, even now she was taking a cock up her ass like a common whore. And how no matter what happened in this moment the infamous Natasha Romanoff was her submissive little butt slut, both former Agents of SHIELD clearly revelling in that truth for several minutes as Maria squeezed more than her fair share of orgasms out of her personal anal whore.

However to her credit as much as she wanted to spend the rest of the night pounding this perfect ass Maria did give others a chance, or most yet another chance, at butt fucking The Black Widow by grabbing a firm hold of her lover rolling them over and then spreading Natasha's ass cheeks to expose her already cock filled ass.

Of course they had done this what felt like a million times, and it immediately caused Natasha's eyes to brighten and a wicked smile to cross her face, and yet Maria felt compelled to make absolutely sure that Natasha was able, not just willing, to take this abuse.

"You want to get that fat ass of yours double stuffed?" Maria asked.

"Oh God yes!" Natasha moaned, "Mmmmmmmm, double stuff my slutty ass! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, shove two dicks up my ass and pound me deep and hard!"

Maria spent a few seconds searching Natasha's eyes, and replaying the redhead's words, searching for any tell-tale signs that her girlfriend was pushing herself too far, and then her eyes turned to her best friend who was of course already moving into position, "Ok then... Pepper, you know what to do."

Pepper smiled and pressed her dildo against Natasha's already widely stretched ass hole and slowly but firmly pushed forwards, violating The Black Widow's butt with practised ease.

She then continued to go slowly as she once again filled Natasha's ass with her cock, this time the dildo sliding against the one already inside there, those toys stretching Natasha's back passage beyond anything it was designed for. Of course traditionally back passages weren't designed for cock, but Natasha's ass was just so round and juicy pretty much everyone in this room agreed it must have been designed to be fucked.

Therefore shoving a dildo up Natasha Romanoff's ass was natural, and since she had first anally taken The Black Widow Pepper definitely felt that way, but two dildos was definitely a violation, one which caused Natasha to cry out, gasp and whimper.

Not that she ever complained, Pepper amazed that this woman took every inch of her cock along with Maria's, even though this wasn't her first time double ass fucking Natasha Romanoff. In fact no one with the possible exception of Jane Foster had double butt fucked Natasha more, as now Maria and Natasha were working so closely with Tony that they met up at least once a week to double stuff The Black Widow's big fat slutty butt.

That was why it had been agreed long before anyone had arrived that Pepper would have the privilege of being involved in the first double ass fucking. Of course Jane had argued the case, but when Maria had fully explained the plan Jane grinned and quickly agreed.

The reminder of that plan made Pepper's own ass hole clench in second-hand agony of the thought of what Natasha's back hole would soon be enduring, and the CFO of Stark Industries was more determined than ever not just to butt fuck Natasha but loosen up her rectum as much as possible for the abuse it was about to take.

As an orderly queue formed behind her Pepper made sure to slide her hips side to side and up and down as well as forwards and back, the most sadistic part of her grinning wickedly as Natasha sounded like she had been completely skewered by the cocks now rearranging her bowels.

Pepper could just about tell that Maria was doing the same thing, the blonde and brunette sharing a knowing smile as they stretched Natasha's shit pipe. It was a reminder that even through the most extreme acts Maria loved Natasha, which was the main reason Pepper was willing to go along with this. That and she couldn't deny it was really fun to completely destroy the ass of a woman who could knock her out without breaking a sweat.

Natasha used to fight against making a sound, really make her lovers earn the right to make her moan with pleasure. She quickly discovered she could try all she liked with Maria, sooner or later she WOULD be moaning for the former Deputy Director of SHIELD. And she never stood a chance when she was getting double ass fucked.

Then again getting two dildos shoved up her ass at the same time was pretty extreme even by her standards, and certainly no one in the room seem to mind the current noises coming from her mouth, even though she found them quite embarrassing. Not that she tried stopping them.

It only got worse when Pepper finally started pumping her hips back and forth, forcing those two dildos to slide out about halfway out of her back hole before being pushed back in again, the feeling clearly telling Natasha that she was an anal slut.

Not that she needed to be told, but it was nice to have confirmation in the form of feeling pleasure even from this obscene anal assault. Sure, there was a tremendous amount of discomfort but at least an equal amount of pleasure, that pleasure quickly becoming overwhelming when the discomfort faded away and Natasha felt nothing but pure pleasure coming from her incredibly slutty ass.

Pretty much through it all she was staring lovingly into Maria's eyes. Well, she was occasionally looking around her at the watching women, most of whom were now behind her so that they could get a good look at her obscenely stretched butt hole, Natasha taking great pleasure at seeing the looks on their faces.

And Pepper's of course. And Pepper's pert little titties bouncing ever so slightly with every thrust into Natasha's ass. But mostly she stared downwards at the woman she loved, somehow the look in Maria's eyes making Natasha feel like she was loved despite, or possibly at least partly because of, the fact that she was a massive anal slut.

That made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and helped her relax, although Natasha found it increasingly frustrating that Maria wasn't fucking her too. No, her loving girlfriend was just lying there letting Pepper do all the work, and not even the woman who had taken her anal cherry after effortlessly turning the tables on her was really giving it everything she had.




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Obviously Pepper was going for a slow butt pumping to try and get Natasha's back door and back passage used to the idea of being double fucked, but now her bowels had loosened up Natasha craved the type of rectum wrecking these two women gave her on a regular basis.

Unfortunately her incoherence was a real problem at the moment, but when she became desperate enough Natasha just about moaned, "Mmmmmmmmmm Gooooooooodddddddddddddd fuck me, fuck me harder! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh fuck, my ass, I need it fucked! Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, I need it pounded hard and deep with two dildos, oooooooooooh please Maria, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, please Pepper, wreck my ass. Fucking destroy it! Destroy my big fat lezzie ass! Both of you ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Gawwwwwwwwwwwwd, please, please, please, please, please I need it sooooooooooooo bad, I need you to, OH GOD! Oh God, oh God, oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwddddddddddddddddddd!"

Maria looked over Natasha's shoulder at Pepper and gave the other woman the signal to start really tearing Natasha's ass hole apart. Namely a nod, Pepper grinning wickedly as she spotted the signal and immediately suspected to increase the pace. As usual she must have been looking out for it, making Maria smile. She knew there was a reason she had picked Pepper to be the first to double ass fuck Natasha with.

That and Pepper knew her way around a strap-on and most importantly Natasha's butt hole, the blonde pumping the latter with the former until she was slamming it and making Natasha squeal with pleasure.

Although perhaps the most notable reason was she and Pepper had become best friends. She never really had a friend like Pepper before, Maria smiling warmly at her dear friend as Pepper brutalised her girlfriend's big butt.

They just had so much in common, from fashion sense, to work ethic, to being hopelessly in love with people who frustrated them, and of course an almost incessant lust for Natasha Romanoff's perfect bubble butt, they were just natural besties, hence why Pepper was the person she most frequently recruited to help her give her girlfriend's slutty ass the double fuckings it needed.

In fact Pepper was so good at helping to give Natasha's ass exactly what it needed that Maria wished they had become friends a long time ago.

There were other reasons, but that was the main one, Pepper proving why once again as she effortlessly made Natasha experienced the kind of climax Maria had only seen her girlfriend receive through ass fucking, the extra dildo inside The Black Widow's big butt causing Natasha to cum even harder than when it was just one toy.

Of course Pepper kept pounding that fat ass until she was sweaty and exhausted, at which point she pulled out and let someone else take her place.

Wanda was first, ramming her strap-on inside Natasha's already stuffed ass with a cry of, "Take it you whore!"

The initial shyness/hesitance was a thing of the past and the rested Scarlet Witch mercilessly penetrated and then pounded The Black Widow's butt, Natasha squealing with joy as Wanda effortlessly made her cum, Maria more confident than ever she had found yet another girl to help her keep Natasha's ass constantly fucked.

Darcy, Laura and Helen quickly followed, all three reinvigorated and eager for more of The Black Widow's beautiful bubble butt. This time out of the three Darcy was last, meaning once she was done she could kneel beside Natasha, spread her cheeks and call out to her girlfriend/Mistress.

"Come on Jane, it's finally your turn, so why don't you show us all how it's done." Darcy grinned, "Why don't you show all of us, especially Maria and Pepper, how a real top destroys a slutty bottom's bottom. Mmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhh, slam The Black Widow's butt hole like only you can! Come on Jane, show us all why you're the best."

Jane said nothing, but smiled at the encouragement. She'd had many, many subs over the years, her petite appearance and deliberately meek seeming personality allowing her to fuck a lot of women into submission, but Darcy Lewis was by far her favourite conquest.

Not only did she have the kind of curvaceous body Jane adored, and was willing to let Jane do absolutely anything to that body, but she was fiercely loyal to her Dom. And, well, Jane was just hopelessly in love with her. But this wasn't about love, it was about giving a treat to Jane's second favourite sub, and considering she was the last to treat Natasha she had no problem concentrating on the task at hand.

So in the name of that Jane zoned in on Natasha's ass hole, pressing her strap-on against it as she knelt behind the other woman and then pushed forwards, double penetrating The Black Widow's back hole with practised ease.

The other double butt fuckings also helped, both with the penetration and stuffing every inch of that dildo into Natasha's tailpipe, the act made perfect as far as Jane was concerned by Darcy continuing to spread those luscious cheeks and thus providing the best look at that anal ring stretching for two strap-on dildos.

Darcy also continued the encouraging, "Fuck her Jane! Fuck her hard! Mmmmmmmmmmmm, your big cock look so good stretching out Nat's slutty ass hole, mmmmmmmmmm, slam that butt hole hard and deep, ooooooooooooh yeah, wreck that rectum! Destroy Natasha Romanoff's big fat ass and make the mighty Black Widow beg for mercy. Oh yeah, butt fuck The Black Widow! Butt fuck The Black Widow and show her who's boss, just like you show me every single day. Ohhhhhhhh fuck yeahhhhhhhhh, drill that ass hole like you drill mine and leave that fat ass a gaping ruin! Oh Jane, you're so sexy when you pound ass. Yeah, pound that ass hard! Pound it, pound it, pound it, pound it, fucking pound it! Pound that big fat slutty ass!"

As much as Jane loved that encouragement eventually she kissed Darcy and told her, "I love you. Now please, let go of those fat cheeks so I can really pound this slut's ass."

Only too happy to oblige Darcy let go, continuing to encourage as she did so, "I love you too Jane. I loved you from the moment I saw you, and I fall in love with you more every day, mmmmmmm, especially when you're showing off what a top you are. Oh yeah, everyone who meets you thinks you'd be a bottom, including me and the mighty Black Widow, and look at us now, my fat ass yours for the taking whenever you want it and Natasha's poor little butt hole getting pounded by two big strap-on dildos. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, we're your anal whores now Jane, and we both love it. Mmmmmmm, you know I love it up my ass, and look at the way Natasha is quivering for you, the way she's moaning, mmmmmmmm, you can just tell she loves it. Which we already knew, because we were invited here to gang bang her fucking ass, making her an even bigger anal slut than me. Maybe the biggest anal slut in the whole entire world. And you know what I think? I think you should treat her like it. I think you should treat the mighty Natasha Romanoff like the biggest anal slut in the whole entire world, and make her cum while you're absolutely destroying that slutty dyke ass hole of hers. That's it Jane, destroy that fat butt! Oh God, treat it like your personal fuck hole. You know, like you do mine every single night. Mmmmmmmm yeah, that's so hot."

Even though she thoroughly enjoyed the encouragement Jane mostly blocked it out as she started pumping her strap-on in and out of Natasha's ass hole, as always taking great pleasure in ass fucking a woman who could easily kick her ass. When they first met Jane knew she had to suck on Natasha's big tits and fuck her fat ass, but she wasn't sure she would succeed.

Perhaps if Pepper Potts hadn't so recently popped Natasha's anal cherry and introduced her to the joy of cumming with a cock up her ass Jane would have failed, but gloriously after the redhead made a half-hearted attempt to use the meek astrophysicist as an easy way to get back to being a top it was actually Jane who had ended the night deep inside Natasha's ass.

Since that day Jane had sodomised Natasha almost as much as she did Darcy, the tiny astrophysicist visiting first SHIELD and then The Avenger's Tower as much as possible so she could spend quality time pounding Natasha's big booty.

Along the way she had met Pepper and Maria, and while she wasn't as close as those two she still regarded them as friends, if nothing else because of their one common interest, Jane gleefully teaming up with one or both of them to give that common interest the regular fuckings it deserved. Frequently that included double butt fucking, so even as Jane's mind dwelled on the past her body switched to autopilot and allowed her to keep pumping Natasha's butt hole.

Maria was glad for the break in the rough butt pounding. It gave Natasha a chance to recover somewhat from all her orgasms while keeping her rectum nice and loose for what was to come. Plus Maria got to make out with her girlfriend, which was always fun, but especially when there was something extra twisted to it like two dildos being inside Natasha's bowels at the same time.

That said, or thought as the case maybe, it didn't take long for Natasha to crave more pleasure, even though she didn't say a word Maria could tell what she wanted just by the way she whimpered and moaned into her mouth.

At first Maria ignored it, deciding a gentle butt pumping would be in Natasha's best interest for now. Then again she knew Natasha could take a lot of abuse, hence why in a few seconds she was going to try and push her girlfriend further than ever before, unless Natasha resisted in which case they would stick with what they were doing.

Anyway, the point was Maria knew Natasha could take more, that she wanted more and perhaps most importantly of all Maria wanted to give it to her. Oh yes, Maria was tired of sitting on the side-lines, and only occasionally giving a couple of thrusts to enhance Natasha's orgasms when someone else was doing most of the work.

It was time for her to get back in the game, Maria sliding her hands down from Natasha's big boobs to her slim waist, gripping that tightly and them beginning to thrust upwards into Natasha's ass. These thrusts were gentle at first, but Maria quickly picked up the pace until she was pounding Natasha's butt hard enough to make her little anal slut cum from just this abuse alone.

However her actions of course woke up Jane who happily picked up the pace of her thrusts, the two tops combining to send Natasha over the edge of her hardest series of orgasms yet. Some of their thrusts were at the same time, others were one after another into Natasha's ass, and a few were even up and down or side to side instead of merely in and out. 

After a while everything just seemed to make Natasha cum, which was great, but Maria and Jane were no longer just wrecking Natasha's rectum, they were stretching it out like never before in preparation for Pepper to join them and give The Black Widow's dyke ass the triple penetration which would either destroy it forever or give Natasha an inhuman amount of pleasure.

Maria was half expecting both, and while she was nervous about inflicting such abuse on the girl she truly loved with all her heart considering how much Natasha was loving the current anal abuse she was receiving Maria was pretty convinced she would love being triple ass fucked just as much.

Pepper was pretty convinced as well, however that didn't stop her from allowing Maria and Jane to double ass stretch Natasha out for what felt like hours. It was at least long enough to get the rest of the women a little restless. Well, mostly Wanda, as the other three mostly identified as bottoms and were exhausted from already sampling the perfection which was Natasha's ass.

Still, Pepper couldn't blame Wanda for wanting more of Natasha's butt, even if it looked like she was in no condition to fuck that ass. Certainly not to the extent which would make either of them cum. So, after a lot of build-up Pepper stepped up to the plate.

Kneeling down directly in front of Natasha's panting face Pepper waited until the redhead was looking at her and then softly asked, "Nat, would you like a special treat for being such a good little anal slut?"

"Yes." Natasha said weakly.

Pepper raised an eyebrow, "Don't you want to know what it is first?"

Natasha smiled softly, "I trust you."

For a moment regretting the idea and worried that Natasha would be upset Maria softly pushed, "Even if that special treat is a triple ass fucking?"

There was a shocked gasp from the other women, who hadn't been made aware of this particular part of the plan, and then Natasha smiled wickedly and moaned, "Oh God yessssssssssss, destroy my ass! Fucking destroy my little ass hole."

Cupping the redhead's face Maria softly pushed, "Are you sure baby?"

"Yeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssss mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, please, wreck my rectum." Natasha pleaded, "Oooooooooooh God, two dildos in my big fat slutty ass feels sooooooooooo goooooooooddddddddd. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, now I want to find out what three feels like."

Maria stared at her girlfriend for a couple of seconds then turned her attention to Pepper, "You heard the slut, let's really destroy this slutty fuck hole."

With permission granted Pepper moved to crouch over Natasha's body and pressed her strap-on against that already obscenely stretched butt hole. She then paused to give Natasha a chance to relax before shoving forcefully forwards, The Black Widow crying out in agony as a third cock was added to her ass.

It was so worrying Pepper almost immediately pulled out of Natasha's ass, but as the following whimpers had more than a touch of pleasure to them she kept the dildo inside the redhead's rear and allowed her several minutes to try and get used to what had to be the most unique sensation she'd ever felt.

Eventually Natasha whimpered, "Please... please fuck me... fuck me please... Oh God it hurts so good, I love it, I love having my fat ass stretched like this, mmmmmmmmm, stretching for three cocks! My slutty ass hole is stretching for three cocks, and now I want it pounded. Please Pepper, stuff every inch of your dick up my whore ass so you and Maria AND Jane can all fuck my ass together. Oh please Pepper, please Jane, please Maria, work together to destroy my ass. I want you to... oh fuck... oh fuck... OH FUCK! FUCK! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHHHH, FILL THAT ASS! FILL THAT ASS WITH COCK AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH GAWWWWWWWWWWD!"

Cautiously Pepper pushed forwards, watching in amazement as inch after inch of long thick strap-on dildo disappeared into that already cock filled hole. Then when she had about half of the dildo within Natasha's bowels she began to thrust back and forth, immediately squeezing some of the most pleasurable filled moans, groans and whimpers she'd ever heard from the redhead.

That went on for several minutes, then Jane started gently pumping Natasha's butt, Maria following suit shortly thereafter, the redhead's cries becoming louder and louder until she was screaming, squealing and squirting.

Over the past few years Pepper had seen some truly amazing things, but nothing compared to seeing another woman violently cum from being triple penetrated like this.

It also gave her an incredible thrill to be part of it, Pepper tightening her grip on Natasha's body as she and the other two tops concentrated on giving The Black Widow the rectum wrecking of a lifetime, the legendary assassin who could render them all unconscious in a matter of moments, seconds if you didn't count Maria, getting dominated in the most sick and twisted way possible, and clearly loving every second of it.

Natasha did love it, but even as she experienced the most powerful climaxes of her life her ass felt painfully stretched and she wondered if she would ever be the same again after this hellacious butt fucking.

Meeting these three women had already changed her life dramatically, each girl slowly pushing her further into submission until the third broke her completely and turned her into a submissive bitch who had to use all her training to put up the mask of confidence and threatening dominance which ones hadn't been merely a mask.

It felt like a dream, another life, or like someone else entirely, but there had been a time when Natasha Romanoff had been a total top, and a butt buster to boot. She had dominated countless women, fucking all of them in the ass and making them her bitches.

It actually made her laugh now, but she originally intended to do that to Pepper, Jane and Maria. Oh yes, she had set her sights on the three women now completely destroying her ass hole, believing that they would easily become a few more notches on her belt, only for each of them to turn the tables on her and to turn her into their little lesbian slut.

Now the three women responsible for turning The Black Widow from an ass wrecking total top to a pure bottom who was addicted to getting her ass fucked was triple teaming her big fat booty, the once mighty Natasha Romanoff suffering a fate far more humiliating and degrading than any she had ever dished out, and she loved each and every woman here for it.

She loved them all for doing this to her, but especially the love of her life Maria Hill, the mastermind behind this anal gang bang and the woman no doubt responsible for her currently taking three cocks in her big fat ass.

Natasha was so lucky. She had the greatest, most wonderful, most understanding girlfriend in the entire world. Someone willing to do whatever it took to give her what she needed, Natasha being turned into the type of anal whore only the most depraved of porn stars could claim to be as every moment of this was recorded by the cameras all over the room, the other four women watching in stunned silence as she came, and came, and came.

Seemingly through it all she screamed her head off, at least until she had no voice left whatsoever. Or she passed out. Natasha wasn't sure which came first.

Maria became aware of all eyes slowly falling to her. Most were cautious glances at first, but as the minutes ticked by and Natasha's body flailed around as the poor Black Widow became completely overwhelmed by her orgasm very slowly she somehow became the centre of attention.

The simple reason for that was because she knew what Natasha could take better than anyone. Knew a thousand different tells which had taken her years to learn, all of which she wouldn't give up even under the worst tortures so she could maintain her place as the person who could make The Black Widow cum the hardest/quickest.

For that and many other reasons it had been agreed that Maria would be the one to say when Natasha had enough, and many were clearly shocked that Maria hadn't already given the order considering how much Natasha was cumming, and just the level of abuse the once mighty Black Widow's butt hole was taking.

Maria was shocked too, but this new extreme had clearly given Natasha a second wind. Either that or she just wasn't capable of telling them to stop, her body betraying her and Maria by not giving any of those previous tells. As she feared it was the latter Maria immediately gave the signal once Natasha finally collapsed down onto her chest, Pepper and Jane quickly pulling their dildos out with an obscene sound.

Maria's cock came out with them, and from the looks on the other women's faces Natasha's ass hole was probably as wide as the Grand Canyon right now, Maria hugging her girlfriend's shuddering body and cursing herself for going too far.

Then Natasha started hugging her back, and... and was the slut smiling against her breast? Oh God, Natasha had loved it, and now it would be even harder to please her, Maria momentarily dreading her future before a wicked smile crossed her face as she had to admit it had actually been kind of fun to anally gang bang The Black Widow.




Black Widow: Age of Anal



Then Natasha started whimpering, her words inaudible at first but quickly becoming louder and clearer, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

After half a dozen more of those Maria barked, "If you really want to thank us, spread your cheeks. Give us all a proper look at our handiwork."

Without hesitation Natasha lifted her sweaty body off of Maria, pressed herself face down next to her, and then reached back to pull apart her ass cheeks. In turn Maria quickly sat up and joined her friends in staring deep into the bowels of Natasha Romanoff via the gaping crater which used to be so tiny and tight, and while it was perhaps not quite as wide as the Grand Canyon it definitely deserved a place in the record books.

Maria even grinned wickedly as she thought about releasing the photo online and daring anyone to find her a wider gape, Maria confident that she wouldn't receive any photos in response, or at least none with any ass hole gaping anywhere close to this wide. Or deep for that matter.

Then Maria was woken from her thoughts by Wanda softly gasping, "My God, what have we done? It is completely ruined."

"Yeah, cool ain't it?" Darcy beamed as she gleefully took shots of the seemingly damaged beyond repair butt hole.

"Don't worry Wanda." Jane assured the worried looking girl, "I haven't seen a gape quite this wide before, but that was the point and I wouldn't have done it if I wasn't confident Natasha would fully recover."

"Not that you're taking all the credit." Pepper quipped.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Jane smirked.

"Ladies, ladies calm down." Maria reassured, getting everyone's attention, "Natasha will heal in time, but if you want to get your picture taken with her ass this stretched now is your chance to do it. Once you're done, please form an orderly queue next to the railing so this massive anal whore can clean her ass off your cocks."

"Oh, oh, me, me, ME!" Darcy squealed happily, rushing towards that destroyed butt and taking a grinning selfie with it before posing for Maria's camera. Then she turned her attention to her girlfriend, "Jane! Jane get over here, we've got to take a picture together like this."

Jane sighed, rolled her eyes and then grinned as she slowly joined Darcy, kneeling the opposite side of Natasha so they could both press their faces as close as possible to their handiwork, "Fine, but I'm not letting you hang this one up."

"Oh you so are." Darcy grinned as Maria took the photo together.

"Don't we have enough naughty pictures hanging up?" Jane asked, already knowing she was going to give in.

"No." Darcy exclaimed, mock offended, "Never."

"Hey, don't hog the slut. The rest of us want pictures too." Laura pointed out.

"Relax Laura." Maria smiled, as Darcy and Jane moved away so Laura could take their place, "That gape isn't going anywhere."

There was a chorus of giggles, and then Pepper caused more giggles as she chimed in, "And if it does, we can always stretch it open again."

Natasha blushed, although she wasn't sure how. How was she still able to feel humiliation just from words and laughter after being butt fucked by one woman after another for what had to be hours, ending in her loose ass hole allowing three dildos to pass through it and deep into her rectum.

The loose hole which even timid little Wanda gleefully took a photo with, Natasha continuing to spread her ass cheeks for as long as was required to maximise the wonderful humiliation she was feeling, although it was no less embarrassing when Helen pushed her hands away so the doctor could do it herself.

Slowly but surely the other women had their fun and queued up in an orderly fashion along the railing, all of them waiting patiently for Natasha to reward them for gaping her slutty ass so wonderfully/thoroughly. They weren't waiting long, Natasha eagerly crawling over to them to put the explanation point on her submission to them.

Sure, she may have moved a little more slowly than usual due to her butt feeling like it was on fire and her limbs feeling like jelly, but she had fought through far worse pain and exhaustion than this, and in that moment she was determined that nothing would stop her from sucking those cocks clean.

Naturally she started with Maria's dildo before moving on to the others, although she made sure to give each of her friends a blow job just as long and passionate as the one she gave her girlfriend at the start, the only difference being that when she stared up at Maria her gaze was filled with love as well as the lust, gratitude and submission the others got to enjoy seeing in her eyes.

The rest was the same. The same few minutes suckling on the head so she could savour the deepest part of her ass. This same slow bobbing up and down of her lips as she took inch after inch of dildo down her throat until the whole thing was stuffed into her windpipe and she was cleaning the last few drops of ass cream from it. And of course the same loud slurping and sucking noises as she washed the shafts.

Through it all the others continued to verbally humiliate her, but Natasha was too lost in tasting her own ass to really hear them. She was also trying to judge whether she had enough energy to clean some other things than merely toys, namely the cum dripping pussies of the other women. Because if there was one thing Natasha loved more than the taste of her own ass it was girl cum.

She often debated what she loved more, pussy or ass, but when it came to taste cum was by far the best, and to get some girl cum and pussy cream was almost too good to pass up. Then again she was really exhausted, and it shouldn't be up to her. It should be up to her Dom girlfriend, Natasha looking expectantly at Maria once she had finished, hoping for her next command.

She soon received it, Maria studying her sweat coated girlfriend for a few moments before calling out, "Ok ladies, parties over. You know the drill, you don't have to go home, and you can stay here, but my girl needs her rest. So if you want to keep partying, have at it, but me and Natasha are done here."

There was around of 'awwws', Natasha sharing in the disappointment, but equally grateful for the reprieve. Then Darcy piped up, "But we can do this again, right?"

All eyes turned to the busty assistant, Wanda quickly bailing her out, "She means another day perhaps, and I am in agreement. I would very much like to do this again, some other time."

"I think we could all agree on that." Pepper grinned.

There was a round of agreement, and then Maria turned to her girlfriend, "What do you think Nat? Could you handle doing this again?"

Natasha smiled the biggest smile of her life.