Wet bed

Rain hammered against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise apartment. The city lights of New York glowed through the half-open curtains, casting wet streaks across the large bed. Thora Odindottir stood near the foot of the bed wearing only a pair of tight black leather shorts. Her muscular, firm breasts were bare, pink nipples already stiff from the cool air and raw lust. Carol Danvers faced her, white shirt soaked through and clinging to every curve. Her heavy, milk-swollen tits strained against the thin fabric, dark nipples leaking thin streams of milk that had already left wet circles on the cloth.

Thora stepped forward, grabbed the collar of Carol’s shirt, and ripped it open in one hard pull. Buttons scattered across the floor. Carol’s full, heavy breasts spilled free. Thick drops of milk immediately beaded at both nipples and slid down her stomach. Thora didn’t speak. She lowered her head, took one entire nipple into her mouth, and sucked hard. Warm, sweet milk shot into her throat in a sudden rush. Carol threw her head back and let out a loud, broken moan. Thora’s other hand clamped around the second breast, squeezing firmly so more milk sprayed out while her tongue circled and her teeth lightly scraped the swollen tip.

Carol shoved her hand straight down the front of Thora’s shorts. Her fingers found the goddess’s already dripping cunt and drove two fingers in to the third knuckle without warning, pumping hard and fast. The wet sound of fingering filled the room. Thora pulled off Carol’s nipple, milk dripping from the corner of her mouth, and growled,

“Deeper. Shove your fingers all the way inside my cunt.”

Carol obeyed, adding a third finger and slamming her wrist forward. Thora dropped her mouth back onto Carol’s tits, sucking both nipples in turn, squeezing them ruthlessly so milk ran down her own face, neck, and chest. At the same time her hand slid behind Carol, found the tight ring of her asshole, and pushed her middle finger in to the second knuckle without ceremony. Carol cried out, body jerking.

Thora shoved Carol onto the bed, shoved her legs wide until her knees nearly touched her ears, and stared down at the swollen, glistening pink cunt fully exposed. The outer lips were puffy and shiny with slick; the hole in the center clenched and fluttered. Thora buried her face between Carol’s thighs and dragged her broad tongue from the rim of Carol’s asshole all the way up over her dripping slit to the hard clit. Then she pointed her tongue and fucked it straight into Carol’s cunt, in and out, while two thick fingers forced their way into Carol’s ass and scissored open.

Carol was losing it. She rolled her hips hard, grinding her cunt against Thora’s mouth. Thora added a third finger to the ass and started pumping both holes in ruthless rhythm—tongue deep in the cunt, three fingers stretching the asshole. Carol’s back arched violently. A thick, hot jet of squirt exploded from her cunt, spraying across Thora’s face, hair, and tits. Thora opened her mouth and tried to catch as much as she could, but the volume was too much; it ran down her chin and throat in messy rivulets.

Thora rose, face completely soaked. She flipped Carol onto her stomach, yanked her ass up, and spread the firm cheeks wide. Carol’s asshole was already slightly open and shiny with spit and juices. Thora spat a thick glob of saliva directly onto the hole, then pushed four fingers in one after another until her knuckles pressed against Carol’s ass. Carol buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled, broken cry. Thora fucked the four fingers in and out of the stretched asshole hard and deep while her other hand drove three fingers into Carol’s cunt at the same brutal pace. Both holes were being used without mercy.

Carol came again. Squirt gushed out around Thora’s fingers, running down her wrist and over Carol’s thighs. Her asshole clenched so tightly around the four fingers that Thora felt them being crushed.

Now it was Carol’s turn. Using her enhanced strength she flipped Thora onto her back and straddled her. She lowered her still-dripping, twitching cunt directly onto Thora’s equally soaked cunt so the two swollen, shiny slits pressed and slid against each other. Carol ground her hips in hard, filthy circles, clit dragging over clit, outer lips kissing and smearing juices everywhere. At the same time she shoved four fingers deep into Thora’s tight, scorching cunt and started pounding.

Carol leaned forward, dangling her milk-heavy tits over Thora’s mouth. Thora latched on and sucked greedily while Carol’s fingers hammered in and out of her. Thora’s own hand wasn’t idle—she pushed two fingers into Carol’s cunt and two more into her already-stretched asshole, matching Carol’s rhythm perfectly. Both of them were stuffed full at the same time.

The wet slap of cunt on cunt, the filthy squelch of fingers fucking both holes, Thora’s deep godly moans and Carol’s sharp cries filled the room. Milk continued to leak from Carol’s nipples onto Thora’s face and hair. Thora’s body suddenly locked, her cunt clamping down hard on Carol’s fingers as a powerful jet of squirt erupted between them, spraying across both their stomachs and breasts. Carol came at the exact same moment—her cunt and asshole spasming violently around Thora’s fingers while another thick stream of squirt shot out of her.

They didn’t stop.

Thora pulled Carol up onto all fours and knelt behind her. She buried her tongue deep in Carol’s open, used asshole while three fingers fucked her cunt without pause. Carol pushed back greedily, slamming her ass onto Thora’s face. Thora’s free hand reached under and roughly milked Carol’s hanging tits so fresh streams of milk dripped onto the sheets.

Carol twisted around, shoved Thora onto her stomach, and returned the favor exactly. Her tongue speared into Thora’s tight asshole while her fingers filled the goddess’s dripping cunt. Thora’s fists twisted in the sheets; every thrust of tongue and fingers dragged louder, deeper moans out of her. Carol’s thumb rubbed hard circles over Thora’s clit at the same time.

They came together again—harder. Squirt pulsed out of Thora’s cunt straight onto Carol’s tongue and face. Carol kept licking the asshole while her own cunt gushed across Thora’s thighs. Milk still leaked from Carol’s breasts, mixing with the mess of spit, squirt, and sweat until both women were slick and filthy from neck to knees.

Finally they collapsed onto the soaked sheets, bodies sticky and trembling. Thora pushed her cum-coated fingers into Carol’s mouth; Carol sucked them clean. Carol did the same to Thora. Their mouths met in a deep, messy kiss that tasted of milk and each other’s cunt.

Thora’s voice was low, rough, still hungry.

“Mutual. Deep. Filthy. Exactly what I wanted.”

Carol laughed breathlessly, already sliding her fingers back between Thora’s legs and pushing them slowly into the still-twitching, hypersensitive cunt.

“The night in New York isn’t over yet… again from the start.”