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🕑 Added 2019-12-05 21:00:01 +0000 UTC
Maria Hill sat on the sofa of the Parker apartment, cigarette in hand. It was a Monday afternoon. May Parker was off doing her spin class, leaving Peter on his own. He’d already played Spider-Man most of the night, so now he was rinsing off in the shower. His suit might’ve been self-cleaning, but he wasn’t.
And Maria waited, ready to introduce herself and give him his briefing, but distracted as she never had been before the Snap. It wasn’t guilt, exactly. More a simple disturbance at how she’d been goddamn insatiable ever since she’d gotten back.
In the time since she’d come back, she’d fucked half a dozen of her fellow SHIELD agents, a good many casual hook-ups, and so many of her fellow Returned that it’d practically been an orgy at some points. She fucked in a compulsive frenzy, barely knowing herself as her feverish sex drive took over. Before, she hadn’t even wanted a relationship. Now, no one man could possibly quench her need. They could bring her to orgasm, but only a steady stream of fresh cock could satisfy whatever the hell was going on with her.
Another drag on her cigarette. Maria listened to the pipes gurgle in the walls as they carried away Peter’s shower water. She wondered how dirty he could possibly be. The man showered longer than a girl. Maybe he was doing something in there. Something naughty. Something…
Maria quickly took another drag on her cigarette. The smoke was at least a little distracting. She’d quit years before—well, years before the Snap, at least. But now it was about the only thing that could manage the feeling of restlessness that she knew would soon become a throbbing, furious need in her pussy.
There wasn’t much of a SHIELD anymore, just the rudimentary support network Coulson had put together, but that included Doc Samson, as her fellow agents had nicknamed him. He was alright, even by Maria’s standards, and she thought most every psychologist was full of shit.
Samson had suggested that she try meeting the urge halfway instead of fighting it. Use a vibrator. It’d made sense. She’d tried it. But it was no substitute for a real prick. Even a woman would be better. The failed experiment had convinced her that the only way Samson could help her was if he had a ten-inch dick, and the only way that was happening was if he got the same dose of gamma radiation Bruce Banner had.
Samson’d also told her that a lot of people who’d come back from the Snap were feeling the same way. Throwing themselves into wild, carefree sex despite their jobs, marriages, families. That insight didn’t help Maria much. Not only was she a nymphomaniac, but apparently she was a cliché too.
What really bothered Maria was that she’d gotten into picking up teenage boys for quick fucks. It was part desperation, part ease. Even if she wasn’t a cheerleader anymore, she knew she was too good for any heterosexual man to turn down, and what teenage boys lacked in experience, they made up for in sheer willingness. They could get hard again and again. Maria shivered with lust at the thought.
She would pick one up at an arcade or shopping mall, drive him to a motel, suck and fuck until he was out of juice, then drop him off back where she’d found him without so much as her name. It was the closest thing to a long-term relationship she could manage with her lifestyle. Maria was dating an entire age group.
And now there was Parker. Right when the urge was rising in her blood. She knew he was well-hung. The specs on his suit included just how loose it had to be at the crotch. And if the rumors were true—because even SHIELD couldn’t verify everything these days—then both Captain Marvel and Pepper Potts had enjoyed his services. And Nick swore by Captain Marvel, so if Parker could satisfy her, then how could Maria not wonder just what he’d do to her nice, baseline cunt?
Another deep breath through her cigarette. Her nipples tingled hard. Her pussy throbbed, her panties were dripping wet. Maria got up and started to pace. What couldn’t he finish his damn shower and get dressed so she could give him his briefing? She was halfway to fucking herself, just so she could cool off before he got out of the shower. But she’d never be satisfied with a real live boy naked only a few yards away.
And it wasn’t just an orgasm she wanted. It was the satisfaction, the curiosity, the danger of fucking this new mystery stud who’d already racked up two Avenger-class pieces of ass on his scoreboard. She could have the delicious, guilty thrill of fucking someone while on assignment. There’d be the challenge of hiding the affair from everyone in SHIELD. She was so horny that all those things felt like pluses instead of minuses—kinky taboos to break instead of valid arguments against. Her pussy was a smoldering fuse. Maria wanted it to go off…
Stubbing out the cigarette, she went to the bathroom. Standing outside the door, steam wafting through its cracked view, Maria could see Peter inside, water hissing down onto his naked body. It was only a glimpse of his muscles—she could only see a few inches of his dangling cock—but it was enough to convince her.
Maria stripped, her breasts rising and falling without a bra to restrain them, her soft curves dotted with sweat as the heat of the warm steam broke against her body. She told herself she wasn’t going to fuck him. She just wanted to see his reaction to her nakedness—how she stacked up compared to Danvers and Potts. Yeah, right.
She pushed the door open. The hinges creaked as it swung on them and Peter turned, fists clenched but face befuddled—expecting an attack but wondering why his spider-sense hadn’t alerted him to it. Then he saw who it was. What she was wearing. Everything she wasn’t wearing.
“Peter Parker,” Maria said archly, as if she were in her nice, armored jumpsuit instead of letting him see how she shaved her pussy.
“Yes?” Peter replied absently. He was staring at her and she was staring right back at him, their eyes burning into each other.
A full minute passed with no further speech. As he drank in the sight of her naked body, his cock rose. The counter was in the way of Maria’s view of his lower body, but his cock lifted so high that Maria could see how massive it was. Her chin got heavy—it dropped as she took in just how well-endowed Peter Parker was. She was literally slack-jawed as she stared at his erection. No wonder Captain Marvel had been satisfied. If that couldn’t do the job, she’d need a power tool to get off. And it was all for Maria. Literally. He hadn’t been jerking off, thinking of Jennifer Lawrence. Every inch of that thing was swollen and throbbing because he’d seen her naked body.
Fuck cheerleaders. Everyone knew what kids were into these days was MILFs.
“Maria Hill, Agent of SHIELD,” she introduced herself in a hoarse voice. “I need to discuss some things with you. Come with me.”
She turned around, and if her ass wasn’t just as good as her tits, she’d fire everyone at SHIELD boot camp. As she walked away, she heard Peter frantically wash the shampoo out of his hair. Detail-oriented. She liked that in a man.
Leaving behind the sounds of Peter patting himself dry with a towel, Maria marched into his bedroom. She lay down on Peter’s bed with one leg drawn up, her damp sex exposed. Her fingers shook. She wished she’d thought to stash a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in here. But then, nicotine wasn’t what she was craving.
Her pussy was throbbing, a hair trigger, her breasts swelling. She was filled with sheer urge and there was no way to relieve it, not without giving in. She’d played with fire too carelessly, flown too close to the sun, let herself be tempted too much not to give in. Time to get burned.
The bedroom door opened. Maria’s breasts heaved up and down with wild anticipation. Peter had a towel wrapped around his waist. He hesitated as he looked at Maria on his bed, offered up like some prize for a conquering hero. Then he went in, closing the door behind him. He sat on the foot of his bed, face flushed. His erection was eight inches of pure fury as he drank in Maria’s naked body, from her luscious breasts to the velvety cunt she exposed with absolutely no shame.
“So…” Peter began. “What did you wanna talk about?”
“Two things,” Maria said, marginally in control of her voice—sounding a little like her old self as she spoke and not some sex-crazed slut. She was used to assuming cover identities that way. “First, we’re concerned about your ability to protect yourself. This place has no defenses. I snuck in here easily enough. If I’d been a hostile, you’d be dead right now.”
“Hostile? What? What are you talking about?”
Maria took pity on him, seeing how flustered he was. She sat up, reached out, and pulled at the knot of his towel. It fell away, revealing his eagerly straining erection. Maria sucked in her breath, watching as a huge drop of precum appeared at its tip.
“The other thing I wanted to talk about,” Maria said, “was how many times that cock of yours can fuck my brains out before it goes soft.” She put her fingers around his erection, almost moaning as she felt the heat and power in his member. “I’d guess high single digits, but I’m prepared to be proven wrong.”
“Wait,” Peter said in a thick voice, “w-what about that other thing? Hostile? D-defend myself?” His lean, muscular body looked like a coiled spring that could not be pressed any tighter.
“You’re not exactly the usual Avenger,” Maria said, not knowing how in the hell she was able to stay on mission with a Hulk-sized prick in hand, as ready to fuck her as a vibrator turned to maximum. She let go of it, turning to his nightstand and groping through it—thank fuck, her little cocksman had a pack of condoms. “The others live in secure facilities, they’re protected. But the more surveillance we put on you, the more people wonder what we’re looking at. Security through obscurity—it’s a bitch.”
“That’s why I have a secret identity,” Peter said, not sure how he was able to carry on a conversation either. At Maria’s direction, he laid down beside her, his cock sticking straight up in the air, as if eagerly volunteering for the condom that Maria pulled over it. “Haven’t you ever read a comic book?”
“No. Not enough sex appeal,” Maria said as she pulled the rubber down over his length. It wouldn’t fit all of him, only the foremost segment. Maybe she could buy him a FUBU brand. “Secret identity’s not good enough. We want you to have someone watching your back 24/7, while you’re watching hers.”
“Hers?” Peter asked.
Maria couldn’t stand it anymore. She didn’t know how Peter could either. His cock was pounding furiously in her fist, as if trying to break loose of her clutches. Experimentally, she rolled her hand along his length. That was all Peter could take. He climbed on top of her, desperate to be inside this woman. It had been more than a week since he’d fucked Pepper Potts, a dizzying drop-off after having both her and Carol Danvers. Now, knowing this eager older woman was his, he nearly spurted when his cock brushed against Maria’s thigh.
Maria wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding her hot cunt inelegantly against his rigid manhood as she kissed him passionately. She knew he could come at any time and part of her wanted to blow him first, taking the edge off his need. But when she felt his member throbbing against her sex, Maria knew she needed it too much to wait.
She guided it into her pussy, moaning heatedly at how thick it was, how it pounded heartily as inch after inch of it went inside her. Peter groaned, shocked by how tight she was, by how her hot pussy clenched around his manhood and seemed to massage it electrifyingly, milking his cum up from his balls.
“Fuck, you’re tight!” Peter gasped, feeling her cunt roiling all around his prick. “You’re gonna make me come!”
“Oh no!” Maria insisted. “You fuck me, baby. Fuck my goddamn pussy in!”
She reached down to grab the base of his cock in a viselike grip, holding it between her thumb and forefinger so tightly that he couldn’t come. Peter froze, groaning in pain, yet losing sight of it as Maria kissed him, rubbing her swollen tits against his chest, running her free hand over his muscular body.
“Fuck me now,” she muttered, letting go of his cock. It beat rampantly, harder than ever. “I need your cock, all of it, every goddamn inch! Nnnh!”
Peter drove himself into her luscious cunt, following it with a steady series of rippling thrusts with his massive cock. Running her hands through his hair, Maria kissed him, thighs clenching as she swung her hips up to meet his lunges into her. Tears fell down her cheeks as the raw excitement of their fuck overcame her. Every inch of her naked body was on fire, full of lust turning into passion as he pumped into her. This wasn’t just another boy servicing her. This was the fuck of the century—the answer to all her desires.
Peter rutted into her deeper and harder, quaking as her sex rippled around his penetration of her, its roiling tightness firing thrills up into his loins. With Carol and Pepper he’d been eager, superhuman, but not too skilled. Now he was developing an awareness of how to pleasure Maria, anticipating her desires with every plunging thrust. And that was so effectively turning Maria Hill into a bitch in heat that Peter found it hard to believe that this madly impassioned, wildly beautiful creature howling for his cock was in reality a career SHIELD agent.
Maria’s cunt sucked hard at Peter, the final clench before it exploded into orgasm. Her silken skin prickled, goosepimples covering her in reflection of the waves of ecstasy she felt running through her body and battering her mind. She writhed and cried out and dug both hands into Peter’s firmly muscled ass. Peter kept fucking her, making Maria gasp as her taut pussy continued flaring with pleasure.
“Hggg!” she cried, squeezing Peter’s ass, fondling it, even slapping it as she weakly fucked her pussy against his savage thrusts. “You’re so big, Parker! Fuck, I want you to fuck me everywhere—my ass, my tits, my mouth—Christ, you’re doing it again, you’re making me—oooooo!”
Peter felt her come around his cock, heard her orgasm in how her voice quavered as she raved obscenely. With Maria’s shimmering hair fanned about her face, her features contorted in rapture, her hard nipples clawing into his chest, and her body thrust against his with every pumping stroke he gave her, Peter didn’t know how it was he hadn’t come already.
“God, your pussy!” he grunted, feeling her spasm hungrily on his member—coming again right on the heels of her first peak. “Shit! You’re one hell of a fuck! I’m gonna come! If I don’t come I’ll fucking lose it!”
Howling deliriously, Maria felt his cock swell inside her, heat blooming all down his length like it’d suddenly caught fire. A river of cum exploded into her eagerly receptive cunt, breaking through the condom and pouring deep into her. Maria arched her back and sobbed with ecstasy, clenching her legs around Peter as if trying to pull him inside her for all time.
More of his seed flooded her already stuffed pussy in boiling torrents, making Maria come even harder, explode over and over again. Peter lunged into her like he was determined to leave every dollop of cum inside her. The feel of his immense prick slamming relentlessly into her slit as his cum raced through her passage kept Maria in the middle of the hottest climax she’d had in years.
They pulled together, deeper and deeper, Maria becoming a home for all the sweating, rutting desire Peter felt as her own needs burnt out satisfyingly. She sunk her teeth into Peter’s shoulder, fisted hands pounding his bare back to let out the excitement flooding her body. Peter kept going, kept pummeling Maria with his cum in volleys like hot lava.
Maria almost fainted as the liquid warmth piled up inside her, drowning her in bliss. She never would’ve believed Peter had fucked Carol and Pepper both. He was coming in her like his balls had been filling since his first day on the planet, never drained until now, feeding her hungry pussy until she was totally, deliciously fulfilled. And after this deluge of burning cum, Peter would rise up again in a minute, ready to fuck her even more, all hard cock and bloated balls.
Maria couldn’t believe she was here, fucking a boy half her age in his boy’s bed, shaking with depraved enjoyment as his cum filled her frenzied pussy, blasting her mind with warm contentment, leaving a permanent imprint in her mind of what it felt like to be utterly fucked.
Long after Peter’s cock was empty, Maria held him in her arms, her pussy clenched around his half-hard cock, enjoying every last drop of his fiery cum. She felt like she had a gallon of his semen inside her, bulging out her belly, spilling out onto the mattress, and roiling inside her with raw male potency.
“Jesus, Parker. Jesus!” she moaned, running her hands fervently over his perfect body, wishing he was ready to fuck her again right now as much as she feared the pain of being stretched any further by his massive cock. “What the fuck was that? Where’d you learn to do that to a girl? Fuck! You should give lessons…”
Gasping for breath himself, though not so much physically exhausted as emotionally drained by how rapidly he’d gone from being accosted by an intimidating SHIELD agent to turning her into a fawning, lovesick… piece of ass—Peter rolled off of Maria, sprawling beside her slack body.
“So,” Peter said uncertainly. “What was that about someone watching my back?”
“Another superhero. Young. Doesn’t have a high school diploma, doesn’t know shit about shit, so we’re sticking her with a holo-mask and sending her to school with you. You teach her how to be an American, make her a better agent, she makes sure you don’t get killed when you go out in your super-suit and throw yourself at every social club with automatic weaponry. I need a cigarette,” Maria breathed, then looked over to see that Peter was almost fully erect again. His cock hadn’t diminished at all from the half-hard state it’d been in when it left her cunt. It’d flagged, then it’d gone right back to getting bigger and bigger. “No… no, I need that.”
The briefing had said May Parker wouldn’t be back until that evening. They had all afternoon and Maria wanted to get fucked every way she possibly could by her new, well-hung asset.
Comments
Shendude
Super hot, and I agree with Spartans300.
Spartans300
I'm betting Scarlet Witch is gonna be next. I do hope that we also get some crossovers from Jessica Jones, Quake, Agent May, Simmons, Mockingbird, Dagger, and maybe even Elektra.
