"Natasha Romanoff," she said.
The stranger paused in her tracks and glared at Natasha, before lunging at her. As Natasha assumed a battle pose, she quickly found herself in an embrace from the stranger.
"I knew you were human too!" the stranger jovially exclaimed. "It's been so long!"
"I'm… Glad…" Natasha managed to say, being severely constricted from the vice-gripped hug. "Sorry!" the stranger said before releasing Natasha.
"I guess I got too excited…" She said, embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it," Natasha said.
"Anyways, where are my manners?" the stranger said as continued to walk, with Natasha following. "My name is Carol Danvers. But out here people usually call me 'Captain Marvel'"
So this goofy, big-hearted woman really was Natasha's target?
"Nice to meet you Ms. Danvers," Natasha said as she offered a handshake, to which Carol responded to by scooping her off her feet and hugging her tightly once more. Though this time Natasha became flushed since her boobs were now smooshed against Carol's flat but hard chest.
"Sorry again!" Carol said as she dropped Natasha. She must have felt Natasha's boobs too, because her face was just as red as Natasha's when the hug was over.
"So, what brings you all the way into space anyways?" Natasha asked.
As the continued their walk, Carol explained her backstory. How she was exposed to the space stone, taken and manipulated by the Kree and returning to earth. Apparently Carol wasn't the only one manipulated by the Kree. The way they talked about Captain Marvel to Thanos, they made her seem like some merciless killer. But they were just covering their own asses.
While she was finishing her story on how she's currently helping the Skrull find refuge, sounds of people ahead of them grew closer.
"Speaking of," Carol walked towards some bushes, then suddenly vanished. Natasha was startled at first, but then realized based on how the light shimmered, she had walked through a cloaked area. Internally thanking Tony for showing her how his similar cloaking tech worked, Natasha walked through the cloaked wall.
Once Natasha passed through, she found Carol gazing at a great number of green humanoid aliens in the process of building a small town.
"And this is where the Skrulls have been rebuilding," Carol said, gesturing to the developing town. "Building has been rather slow, especially with the limited food and supplies. And even with all my powers I can't make food unfortunately…" Carol gazed down at her, distracted by the reminder of the Skrulls desperate situation. But before Natasha could share some words of reassurance, Carol shook her head and sprung back to life.
"Anyways! C'mon, I'll take you to my place," Carol said in a peppy tone, continuing her pace.
The further along they got through the building town, the more glares Natasha received from the Skrull.
"Ah don't worry about them," Carol said, draping her arm around Natasha. "They just don't get too many strangers. And besides, I'm sure a babe like you gets gawked at all the time!"
Natasha glanced away from Carol's grinning face, embarrassed from the obvious flirtation attempt. "You'd be surprised…" Natasha trailed off. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate the compliment, it was just the setting was different. She never had someone publicly display their affection both physically and verbally. It was… different to say the least.
"Sorry, was that too much?" Carol asked, wearing a face of worry.
"No, no not at all," Natasha reassured her. "I just don't get complimented like that so I wasn't expecting it."
"Why not?! You're like super sexy! Like a freaking model!" Carol exclaimed. "You should be complimented at least a hundred times a day!"
"Oh, stop it…" Natasha said coyly.
"Absolutely not! If I looked like you, someone would have to drag me away from the mirror every day!"
"What do you mean? You are so gorgeous!" Natasha started getting swept up by Carol's endearing positive energy.
Carol blushed as she continued. "Thanks! But… I haven't been very intimate with someone in a very long time. Some of the women Skrull have offered, but they only want to because they feel like they owe me for helping them, which feels wrong to me… Which drives me crazy because I'm so freaking horny! And there's no porn out here and-"
After glancing at Natasha shocked expression, Carol quick became reserved and embarrassed.
"Too much again? Sorry I can get a bit overly honest when I'm excited…" she said, looking at the ground.
"No honestly I like it! It's refreshing," Natasha said. And it was true. Between Proxima hiding behind her hostility, Wanda's shyness, and Nebula saying whatever pleased everyone else, Carol's straight forward truth was delightful.
"Thanks!" Carol said, showing all teeth in her grin. "And here's my place."
The two climbed a bit of stairs and entered a small wooden cabin. The interior was simple, nothing too fancy or even high tech. space gear. Simply a bed, dining table, furnace and other basic necessities. Somehow the cabin matched Carol's personality: straight forward, earnest and sturdy.
"I know, kind of small but it gets the job done," Carol said as Natasha closed the door behind them.
"I really like it," Natasha said, earning a hardy smile from Carol.
"Take a seat, get comfortable, and make yourself at home." Carol's cheerfulness was truly contagious, as Natasha sat at the dining smiling like all hell.
Carol began reaching for her waist before she quickly paused when she noticed Natasha again. "Oh right, do you mind if I take this off? It's crazy sweaty under this."
Natasha couldn't nod any sooner. Carol released the top of her uniform from the belt, and pulled it off of her body. Then she released her pants from her hip, exposing her legs. Natasha felt herself become wet with arousal.
Carol's perfectly sculpted body glistened from the aforementioned sweat, highlighting her firm abs and biceps. Her upper body was perfectly matched with her lower, paired with thick thighs and a tighter ass. The only parts of Carol left to Natasha's imagination was covered by her gray sports bra and shorts, but even they looked stunning on her.
"Like what you see?" Carol teased. Natasha snapped back to reality, realizing she must have like a perverted idiot.
"Of course," Natasha said. She decided match Carol's upbeat energy and try giving her truth telling habit a try. "Have you seen your body? You look like a goddess!"
"Ha-ha thanks!" Carol grinned while blushing. "But I'm sure you look way better topless than me."
"Oh yeah?" Natasha zipped down her suit down to her waistline, then peeled back the top half, exposing her body. "See? No competition!" Natasha said. It may have seemed juvenile, comparing breast sizes like teenagers, but Natasha liked that Carol made her feel childish. That is to say the feeling of being young and genuinely excited for something. None of this seemed to even bother Carol, seeing as she was too preoccupied staring as Natasha's large bra covered boobs spilled out of the suit.
"Nope, no way… with boobs like those you win every time for sure!" Then suddenly Carol's attention snapped back to Natasha's face, "Right! Before I forget, I'm supposed to ask you what you're doing here."
"Well…" Natasha explained it all. Her life as an Avenger, Thanos' new crusade for peace, her time with Nebula, Proxima and Wanda. During the more… adult portions Carol became visually aroused, chest and face shining red while she squirmed in her seat. But she suddenly switched to a pissed off state when she heard what the Kree assigned Thanos to do.
"That's typical of the Kree! Always warping the truth to get what they want!" Carol said after she slammed a fist on the. It was startling to see the normally elated Carol genuinely angered.
Natasha leaned closer and gently put her hand on top of Carol's thigh, calming her down.
"Don't worry, I can tell Thanos that the Kree were lying and get everything sorted out," Natasha said with a soft smile. Carol reciprocated, smiling back while putting her hand atop Natasha's.
"Thanks I think the Skrulls would really appreciate that!" Carol said. "So do the people you guys bump into usually end up having sex with you?" her gazed locked onto Natasha's hefty chest.
"Only the hot ones like you," Natasha smirked.
"Oh…?" Carol guided Natasha's hand to her inner thigh, to which Natasha responded by stroking softly. "You think I'm hot?"
"Fucking gorgeous," Natasha leapt out her chair, pressing her and Carol's lips together. Carol moaned on Natasha's lips while she rubbed her entrance over her shorts. She gyrated her hips against Natasha's hand as the red-head's legs straddled her around hips. Nervous hands explored Natasha's body, caressing all over yet hesitating near her best features.
Of course, Carol said it herself: she hasn't been with another woman in quite some time, so Natasha was going to have to take lead a bit more. Natasha gripped Carol's hands firmly, then placed them over her own breasts. Carol sparred no time to squeeze Natasha's full boobs, earning a moan from the Avenger.
Either lust or confidence took over Carol, her kisses and caressing become ever more assertive. "Now let's see those award winning boobs," Carol breathed as she removed Natasha's bra. All of her hesitance now out the window, Carol quickly took a boob in her mouth, nibbling and sucking on it. With her other hand she began fondling the other exposed breast.
Natasha's fingers rubbed faster over Carol's shorts, gripping the blonde's hair while her tits were being played with. Hungrily, Natasha slipped her hand into Carol's shorts and delved her fingers inside Carol's warm, slit. It became more obvious that Carol hadn't been intimate in a long time judging from how soaked her entrance was from minimal stimulation over the pants.
Surprised by the sudden penetration, Carol's teeth clamped down on Natasha's nipple, causing her to grunt.
"I'm so sorry!" Carol pleaded. Little did she know that Natasha's grunt was from pleasure. Grinning, Natasha kissed Carol again, this time more wet and passionately.
"Don't ever apologize for doing that!" Natasha punctuated by sliding her fingers in and out of Carol. The only response Carol could give was a sharp moan escaping her lips. Carol silenced herself be sucking on Natasha's tits again, but this time biting harder on her nipples.
As the fingering continued, Carol became less focused on the boobs in front of her, struggling to keep herself composed. Though Natasha didn't seem to care, pumping with all the same vigor. As long as Carol felt good, Natasha was fine with it.
Feeling Carol's walls clench around her fingers, Natasha new the captain was getting close. Natasha stopped her thrusting, leaving only a couple of fingers deep inside. Carol whimpered to complain from the abrupt stop.
"You want me to make you cum?" Natasha whispered seductively.
Carol nodded her head, face flush from frustration.
"Then beg for it."
The confusion on Carol's face was swiftly replaced by lust before she began to plead. "Natasha, please make me cum! No one has made me cum in so long! I need this so badly, There's nothing in the fucking world I want more than to cum right now!"
Hesitant from the sudden cursing, Natasha pulled her fingers out and began rubbing on Carol's drenched clit. In a manner of seconds, Carol arched her back howled in the air "Fuck!" as her body became tense under Natasha. Juices gushed out of Carol's slit, covering Natasha's hand and pouring through her shorts and onto the chair.
As Carol's body melted on the chair, Natasha, still sitting on her lap, licked her fingers savouring Carol's sweet juices.
"Didn't think you would be a squirter," Natasha chuckled.
"It's been so long I almost forgot myself," Carol breathed, still reeling from her climax.
"Yeah I'm surprised you aren't dead from dehydration," both women began cackling at the joke. It was nice to have this kind of goofy, laidback sex for a change. Maybe it had to do with Carol being from earth causing them to have a similar sense of humor and mood.
"Oh yeah? Let's see if you're full of jokes after I make you cum!" Before Natasha could question it, Carol already scooped her by the thighs. Kissing on the way, Carol carried Natasha until she tossed her onto the bed.
"You think you can make me cum so easily?" Natasha teased.
"Honey, I know I can," Carol said, smirking. She crawled onto the bed pulled off Natasha's bottoms before spreading her legs wide open. "In fact, I'm going to make you scream my name…" she teased while taking off her own clothes. Between the promise of screaming and Carol's stunning body, Natasha felt herself get even wetter between her legs.
Carol crawled between Natasha legs, sat up and pressed her hips against Natasha. She watched curiously as Carol maneuvered their legs and hips, until their legs were tangled together in a scissor-like fashion. Natasha's heart leapt when she felt that Carol's pussy has already gotten wet, especially after her wet explosion. However, Natasha's slit was like an ocean compared to Carol's, wet from the previous teasing.
Slow but steady, Carol began thrusting her hips forward, gliding her wet folds against Natasha's. With ease from both women being extraordinarily wet, Carol's guided her folds along Natasha's, pressing more firmly when on her clit. The lubrication between the two slits, trapped with no way to escape, begins to build up between the women. This feeling was new for Natasha, but the feeling of another warm, wet pussy was both therapeutic and pleasurable.
Moans fill the air as Carol's humping pace quickens. Natasha shut her eyes clenched the sheets of the bed as she slowly became over-stimulated. Watching Natasha's hypnotizing breasts jiggle with each thrust sent tingles of uncontrollable lust throughout Carol's body. Finally what caused Natasha to succumb to lust was when Carol planted strong hands on either of Natasha's boobs and began pinching her nipples.
"Ah! Fuck…" Natasha moaned, "This is so good!" Euphoria rippled through Natasha's core, curling her toes as her legs began to quiver.
"And who made you feel this good? Who's about to make you cum?" Carol tease, making her thrusts more deep and intense. Natasha wanted to rebel and be stubborn, gritting her teeth together. But with it only took a couple more of Carol's thrusts to send her over the edge.
"Carol!" Natasha screamed as her body quivered with pleasure, soaking the sheets beneath her. Carol with a wide grin, slowed down her thrusts allowing Natasha to still ride out her climax. After a several more humps and quivers, Natasha body relaxed and Carol unmounted her and laid next to her.
The two shared a long passionate kiss.
"I told you I'd make you scream," Carol said, retaining her smirk. Exhausted, all Natasha could do in response was nod her head. "What? I thought a sex pro like you would have no problem with that?"
Natasha playfully tossed a pillow at Carol, causing the two to giggle.
"In all my sex profession, I can honestly say I've never been with someone as sexy as you."
Carol blushed before burying her face in the pillow. Natasha enjoyed making the strong, laidback Captain Marvel feel bashful.
"So… is it like this every night with you guys?" Carol asked after coming up from the pillow.
"Mornings, days and evening too," Natasha quipped. Carol's eyes widen with both shock and intrigue.
"Well then… as long as Thanos can help me with something, count me in!" Carol grinned.
"But I didn't even ask if you wanted to join."
"Oh? Do you not want me there?"
"Hey I never said that!" Natasha giggled "Hmm… fine, but under one condition."
"Yeah?"
"Make me cum again."
The two sealed the deal with another tender kiss, before Carol slid down to between Natasha's legs and sent her moaning to heaven once again.