Hayley Atwell

Once your eyes manage to focus, they are greeted by the sight of a giant pair of ivory white tits. When your eyes finally focus enough to see who they belong to, you are even more delighted to see Hayley Atwell, the British star who played Peggy Carter across a series of movies and shows. Busty beyond belief, her willingness to show off her impressive rack may have been part of the reason her character stuck around for so long. You could only imagine how she might use them negotiate each on-screen return...

Then you quickly realize, you don't need to use your imagination. Looking up at the image of Hayley in a cleavage-baring dress from an awards red carpet, you set the scene and let it form around you while you pull up your pants - if only for a minute or two. Now fully realized in front of you, Hayley looks around the room with a bemused look on her face as you stand face to face. Your eye-line tracks down to her tits immediately and without shame.

"Quite the choice for a business meeting," she offers in her posh accent with added sarcastic inflection.

"Well, I thought we should be comfortable," you offer, prepared for a haughty attitude.

"Well, this shouldn't take long anyway," she says with a sigh and a shrug. She reaches up towards her tits and presses them together, accentuating her cleavage. "I show you these, let you play with them for a little bit, and I want my own solo series and at least two movie appearances." This is not a new situation for her, clearly, and her tone is very matter-of-fact. It feels less like she's asking than telling you what's about to happen.

"Well, here's the thing, Hayley," you begin.

"It's Ms. Atwell," she interrupts.

"No, no, it's Hayley," you say forcefully while waving her off. "Because you aren't my boss. I am your boss. And I don't know how things used to work, but from now on, I set the terms here." You stop for a moment, emphasizing your point by reaching up to roughly grab Hayley's breasts as she gasps in surprise. "And first things first, you should know that just showing your tits isn't going to get you anywhere." You squeeze down hard, groaning as you feel the soft flesh of Hayley's tits against your palms.

"Well, I've never had to do more than that!" she complains, apparently aghast at your overly familiar treatment--but not enough to stop it. "What else could you possibly expect of me?"

"Don't be naive, Hayley," you say, pulling down the cups of her dress and bra, ripping some of the fabric as her breasts finally come free. "You know exactly where this is going." You grab one of her hands, guiding it down to your crotch to cup your pulsing bulge.

"It's..oh my...I just never..." She pauses to take a deep, shuddering breath as she gazes down at your dick, squeezing it tightly. You watch as her chest heaves, nipples getting harder by the second, too enticing to resist. You bend down and suck on her closest breast, hearing her loudly coo as her hand reflexively squeezes you once more. "Oh, fuck me," she lightly moans.

"Gladly," you reply after briefly coming up for air before suckling at the opposite tit. Your tongue teasingly circles her nipple and elicits another soft moan as her body starts to writhe and press into you. You switch back and forth for a minute or two, coating each tit in a thin, shiny layer of saliva. Hayley continues to rub your dick over top of your pants as it grows to full mast, straining for release.

Pushed to your limit, you pop up from Hayley's tits and grab her by the shoulders. "Onto the main event," you say with a smile, both of you staring at each other and panting. You push her down to her knees as you pull your pants down, kicking them off into a corner before taking a seat back in your plush armchair. With Hayley kneeling at your feet, she stares at your cock in wide-eyed wonder before sidling forward between your thighs and grabbing it tightly with both hands.

"This is magnificent," she offers, squeezing tightly as a drop of pre-cum begins to leak from the tip. She leans forward and looks up at you before licking it up. Her camera ready dress, hair and makeup contrast heavily with the lewd situation. Her big brown eyes look up at you expectantly as she licks another trail of salty pre-cum from your shaft, taking your tip into her mouth before quickly releasing it.

"No, no," you insist, slipping one hand through locks of her brown hair. "Follow that instinct." Your other hand grabs onto her tit and holds it, squeezing down tightly as your dick re-enters her mouth. You both moan together while Hayley gently suckles on your tip. Looking down into her eyes, wide and unsure, you push down on the back of her head, gently but forcefully encouraging her to take in more.

"Mmmph!" she lightly protests, eyebrows furrowed as the first third of your cock disappears past her lips. You hear the resistance, but choose to ignore it, and push her down even further. "MMMPH!" Her hands, once resting lightly in her lap, come up to slap your thighs in admonishment. You allow her up this time as your fingers release her hair.

She coughs as her head rears up from your crotch. You can't help but watch her tits bounce and shake as she gets her breath back. "What's all this about? Are you trying to **** me?"

"Not at all," you offer, somewhat sheepishly. You did feel bad, but as angry as she seemed, her accent made everything sexier. "You want me to get you a solo movie right? A female-led, solo superhero movie with a niche foreign actress and no script?" You count off the qualifiers on one hand, quickly rationalizing your actions. "I'm gonna need you to at least TRY to deep-throat me for all that."

"It's not something I regularly do," she deigns. "But, I suppose that's fai-MMMPH!" Once you've got buy-in, you immediately pull her head and mouth back down, getting back to what you started.

"I thought you'd see it my way," you tease as her hands now dig into your thighs while you push her mouth further and further downward. "And you're better at this than you think, trust me..." You almost whisper the final words, feeling your cock's bulbous bell-end bump against the back of her throat. You hold her there, lightly pumping, listening to her gag and throwing your head back in ecstasy.

"Fuck, Hayley," you breathe, still slowly pushing her head down as you hips now start to push upward in assistance. "You might et a whole franchise if you play this right..." She is still sucking as best she can while trying to manage her throat being invaded. You could feel the saliva dripping down your balls, leaving a wet stain on the seat of the chair.

"God damn, you Brits really know how to suck!" you yell, now lost in the fantasy, both hands gripping Hayley's head as you roughly fuck her face. She grips your thighs with each pulsing thrust, gagging loudly but still trying to keep her lips wrapped tightly around you. After enough consistent thrusting, you finally break through and enter Hayley's throat with a SQUELCH. As her nose buries into your midsection, balls resting against her chin, you look down and find it's too much to take.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuuuck!" you yell, unable to stop yourself from cumming. Whether you could call this ejaculation premature is probably up to interpretation, but it's a surprise for you and the brunette bombshell. Holding Hayley down, your body lurches and spasms as you unload directly into her throat, possibly the actress' first throatpie. She does as best she can - swallowing the first few spurts - but is quickly overwhelmed and coughing up large gobs of your thick load.

Gown still flowing behind her, you slowly let her up as your lust subsides. She continues to cough with her chest red from your rough handling and her exertion. You also loudly pant as your extremities feel mostly useless.

Raising your head enough to look down at her, you take a deep breath to collect yourself. She looks up at you with a mixture of disgust and curious anticipation.

"We can definitely make that movie happen," you mumble. "But if you wanna be an Avenger, I'm gonna need another round...."