"You truly are impressive" Thanos managed to say.
His complements were simple, few worded, but always succeeded in encouraging Natasha.
She gripped Thanos' exposed ass, digging her nails into his cheeks. Using his ass as leverage, Natasha quickened her bobbing speed. Her pink lipstick now smearing the length of Thanos' shaft.
An actual person had so much more to offer than a toy. With a dildo, there was no confirmation that it was receiving pleasure, no affirmation of a good job. But with Thanos, he showed all his emotions on his sleeve.
Thanos tightened his grip on Natasha's head, slowly thrusting to meet her lips. His legs lightly squirming, subtly became uneasy.
It only took Thanos a couple more bobs to push him over the edge. Strong waves of euphoria pulsed through Thanos, as he instinctually grabbed Natasha's head and pull her head close to him. Thanos loudly grunted as Natasha felt his shaft throb deep in her throat and after several pulsations, Natasha pulled away from the cock. Thanos continued to stroke his cock periodically pausing to allow cum to erupt from his shaft.
Cum pouring from her mouth, Natasha opened her mouth and closed her eyes as she was showered by Thanos' load. Rope after rope, Thanos grunted as seemingly a gallon of cum eventually pumped out of his shaft, covering nearly all of Natasha front. Thanos sighed as the last string of cum left his shaft and he sat on the floor.
Natasha laid on her back, and looked back in the mirror as saw her face, breast, thighs, practically her whole body drenched in cum. The sight of herself, alongside the overwhelming smell of cum, sent shivers down her whole body.
Being soaked in cum should have been disgusting, yet it felt... hot. Literally and figuratively. Yes, being covered in warm, thick liquid would no doubt feel great. But the liquid also
served as a visual representation of her causing someone else's orgasm. Natasha could help but feel dirty, sloppy, and sexy that this mess was her doing.
Consumed by lust, Natasha trailed her finger on her soaked boobs, scooping cum and licked it. Definitely pineapple. The taste of the titan's sweet cum made her desperate for satisfaction. She quickly glided her fingers down her body and slipped a hand between her legs. Using her own fluids and Thanos' cum as lubricate, Natasha slid two fingerers into her entrance. She gasped then quickly pumped her fingers in and out of her slit.
Thoughts of pure lust acts and those she lusted for flooded her mind as she pleasured herself.
Clint… Steve… Wanda… T'challa… Bucky… Bruce…
She pictured herself pleasuring them, being used by them, and honestly just fucking them like animals.
Natasha finally felt waves of ecstasy flood over her body, quivering as she felt her entrance clench around her fingers. She sighed as her body relaxed.
Her mind continued to wander, thinking about her teammates. She wanted to be intimate with any of them so badly, but there was never the right time. The 'greater good' always came first. And yet, Natasha was so desperate for intimacy, that she was easily overcome with lust that Thanos could-
Thanos.
In her fit of pleasure, Natasha forgotten all about him. Natasha tensed up and sprung up to her feet to see a naked Thanos towering over her, cum still dripping out his soft shaft. Suddenly feeling shame, Natasha shielded her cum covered chest and slit with her arms, avoiding eye contact with the titan.
"Why the sudden onset of embarrassment?" Thanos said, "You performed miraculously."
Natasha blushed as she looked up at Thanos to see him slightly grinning.
"I should be the one embarrassed, you pleasured me," he continued, "and left you had to pleasure yourself."
"Uh- it's fine, don't worry about it…" Natasha replied.
Now clear headed from her climax, all she could feel was shame from what just occurred. Thanos practically broke into her room and barely had to ask before she had his cock down her throat. And yet she had no regrets. Though one sided, this was probably the best sex she ever had.
"Allow me to correct my mistake…" Thanos said as he offered a hand to Natasha.
More?
Natasha had convinced herself that this was all over. But now she had the option of feeling more? Just the thought of touching Thanos got her heart racing.
With little hesitation, Natasha reached out towards Thanos muscly hand. He wrapped his hand around Natasha's and pulled her towards him. Her face was pressed against his thick chest before he cupped her ass with his hand.
"Lay on the bed" Thanos whispered before he lightly pushed her towards the bed.
Natasha spared no time obeying his command. She laid on her back, body sprawled as she slowly opened her legs, inviting Thanos.
After he made his way to the bed, Thanos bent down to kneel at the foot of the bed.
Like a hungry snake, Natasha watched as thanos' head crept towards her slit until his mouth settled near her entrance. Thanos quickly wrapped his hands around either of Natasha's thighs. His tongue emerged from his mouth, and slowly glided his lips over Natasha's damp folds. Natasha arched her back and moaned, before she planted her hands on Thanos' head.
Thanos continued to lap on Natasha's folds as her moans grew louder and louder. Natasha felt herself nearing the edge until Thanos stopped lapping. In frustration, Natasha looked down at Thanos, and watched as he soaked two of his fingers in his mouth. She continued to watch in confusion until Thanos plunged the fingers inside her slit.
The moan that escaped Natahsa lips was so harsh that in nearly starled both her and Thanos. She quickly covered her mouth, muffling her continuous moaning.
Natasha never felt her slit this filled up before, even her largest toy paled in comparison to Thanos' fingers.
Thanos began pumping his fingers in and out, as he mounted her clit in his mouth, twirling his tongue around the bud.
Cupping her breasts, Natasha closed her eyes, opened her mouth and left herself become overcome with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around Thanos to brace for the oncoming
waves of euphoria. Her whole body quivered as she yelled in pleasure. Though her body finally relaxed, Thanos continued to lick and slide his fingers in and out her entrance.
Natasha lost track of how many times she climaxed.
After her first, she quickly came again. After the second, Thanos twirled his fingers as he pumped, mimicking a drill's movements. After the fifth, could feel how damp she was making the sheets, as the puddle spread towards her ass cheeks. By the ninth one, he had flipped Natasha so she was positioned on her hands and knees, while he licked her slit and butthole. It was towards the eleventh that she buried her face in a pillow and gripped it, as orgasm after orgasm washed over her body.
It took Natasha several moments to realize that Thanos had stopped lapping her folds. Legs still lightly quivering, she turned her head to look past her body as Thanos wiped her juices from his face.
"I do believe my debt has been repaid," Thanos said.
The idea of this experience ending caused Natasha to internally panic. No one had ever made her feel this way, so she thought she should be grateful. Yet all she felt was greedy and unsatisfied, despite the many orgasms.
"Not even close," Natasha quickly responded, "and besides, I still haven't answered your request now have I?"
"And what is your response" Thanos said, looking at Natasha quizzically.
Still bent over on her knees, Natasha guided her hand under her body and to her folds, where she spread her soaked lips.
"Depends on what you do next" Natasha said in a seductive voice.
After re-equipping his gauntlet, Thanos grinned as he settled his now hard again shaft over Natasha's ass. Gripping Natasha's waist with his hands, Thanos firmly rubbed his shaft between Natasha's ass cheeks.
This was a new feeling. Natasha never teased herself when playing with her collection of toys. She was usually so pent up that it didn't take much for her to get wet. Simply thinking about masturbation was enough, and all that was left was plunging whichever toy she wanted inside herself.
Enjoying this new slow teasing, Natasha whimpered, sinking her head back into the pillow.
This was short lived however, as Thanos positioned the tip of his shaft against her wet entrance. Natasha gasped as thanos dipped his entire tip into her slit. Thanos cautiously began to thrust his hips, careful that only half his lemgth entered Natasha.
Being stretched out like never before, Natasha began to softly moan. Desperate for more friction, Natasha attempted to rock her hips, but met resistance from Thanos' strong grip holding her in place.
"I want it all" Natasha purred back at Thanos.
Thanos stopped his delicate thrusting, leaving his tip inside Natasha.
"Not many beings can handle my member inside them" Thanos said, "There are few that can even perform fellatio on it."
"Yet I did" Natasha smugly responded.
Thanos paused to consider.
"Yes, an impressive feat, but it still stands that you come from a weak species, and fellatio differs greatly from penetration" he said.
Natasha grew impatient and frustrated. There's no way she was going to let Thanos tease her like this.
"You leave me no choice then," Natasha responded "If you continue to hold back, I won't even consider joining your 'red order', and you can go back to wherever you came from empty handed."
There was silence between the two.
Natasha was afraid that in her greedy attempt for more pleasure she might have pushed her luck.
Her suspicions were quickly disproved as Thanos tightened his grip and pushed his hips forwards. He continued to push until his entire shaft was inside of Natasha.
She shot her head up before screaming in ecstasy as Thanos filled her. He wasted no time thrusting his length deep into Natasha, pulling out until his tip barely touched her folds, and plunging it back in.
Loud moans now muffled by a pillow, Natasha's initial pain was quickly over powered by the euphoria from the sensation of her flower being stretched. Thoughts could barely pass through Natasha's mind, she couldn't think of the past, future, hell she barely could remember her name. All she knew was she never wanted this to end, and that she would do whatever it takes to feel like.
Only curses and moans slipped through Natasha's lips after she lifted her head from her pillow to gasp for air.
Thanos paused before making one more firm thrust into Natasha, ensuring his shaft was buried inside her. Natasha's moaning stopped as Thanos gripped her throat and lifted her entire body. Natasha quickly wrapped her hand around Thanos' head for support as he gripped her thighs and continued his deep thrusting.
Now riding his shaft in the air, Natasha savored the sensation of her back pressed against Thanos' hard body. Each thrust sent shockwaves of euphoria throughout her body, launching her body upwards.
After Thanos began groaning, Natasha looked up at his face. She had never been this close to him, so she was never able to properly judge his face. But now she was certain: Thanos was more handsome than the hulk.
Filled with nothing but lust, Natasha leaned forward and pressed her lips against Thanos'. Locked deep in this kiss, she immediate slipped her tongue past her lips and teased
Thanos to open his. Thanos only took a moment to respond as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.