BW:F Chapter 19

Nat’s bed at the hotel is big enough for way more than four people without any risk of crowding.

Jen isn’t very theatrical, although she is a bit rough, even when she isn’t green. There’s an understated ferocity in the motion of her hips as she rides her muscle guy, quite firmly grabbing his hand and moving it to her ass.

“That’s it,” she says breathlessly.

Nat is more passive, quite content with her cock getting taken care of. She’s not picky about how. She already blew inside her girl once, and now she’s at it again, lying on her back and enjoying some gentle reverse cowgirl.

The girl’s enjoying it too, and her riding moves Nat’s body, making her breasts sway. Nat’s mouth is open and she’s breathing hard, but otherwise, she’s cool and collected with her hands behind her head, contentedly watching the girl’s oiled bottom move on her lap. She closes her eyes as she gets close and bites her lip.

“Don’t stop,” she says quietly.

The girl doesn’t. Nat smiles and moans, feeling hot, bursting release as her cock eagerly sprays cum into the girl’s hot pussy.

“Oh,” Jen says, looking up but not stopping. She reaches out and takes the cocktail being offered by her other muscle guy, who patiently waits his turn.

“Ma’am,” a voice says.

Nat opens her eyes to see another naked girl offering a glass. Nat takes it.

“Thanks,” she says, gratefully taking a big drink.

BLACK WIDOW

The Hydra holding cell is, unfortunately, just what Nat expected.

It’s dirty and gross, and there is the detail that she is naked. So is Jen. The oil is the worst part; the oil on their bodies makes everything stick, and when Nat comes to, it looks like Hydra just dumped them in here.

She sits up, and she’s ready for the headache. There’s a security camera in one corner, concrete walls with lots of dark stains, and a big, metal door.

Nat groans and pushes her hair out of her face. Another successful mission. Of course, Hydra would expect them to show up; of course, Hydra would try to capture them. Hydra has done all the work; Nat didn’t have to search for their base at all. As usual. She didn’t have to worry about Hydra killing them because if they wanted Blonsky, of course they’d want the She-Hulk. And that woman that Nat fought at the farmhouse—she wouldn’t want Nat dead. Not until she’d gotten some kind of **** for that beating.

Honestly, as Nat had been pumping her fourth load into the warm mouth of that girl, she’d wondered if Hydra had ever planned to get around to drugging them or making a move.

“OK,” she says, walking over to the naked Jen, who hasn’t come around yet. “Wake up, beautiful. Time to turn green and bust us out of here. We have Nazis to punch.”

Jen continues to snore. Nat shakes her, then snaps her fingers. Jen shows no sign of waking.

Nat sucks her breath in through her teeth. This is not good.