It's Sam Wilson, The Falcon

Thankfully, the man who is emerging from the dark is a friendly one.

No... He is more than a friend for Captain America. He is a brother to her, after so many battles together.

• Cap, thank god, I found you, says Sam Wilson, A.K.A. The Falcon and Cap's longtime partner. Let me help you.

With one of his wings, he cuts the cords that bound the star spangled avenger to the chair.

• Sam, what happens? How I did end up here? Asks Cap.
• I don't know, answers the Falcon. They forgot to take your Avengers card. I follow your signal and I found you here. Your shield is here too.

Cap tries to get up.

• We better...

But Stephanie Rogers couldn't finish her sentence as she begins to faint again and falls in... Sam's arms.

• You were saying we better operate a strategic retreat, says Falc'. Come on, I'll hold you back to my place.

Sam takes Cap in his arms and begins to fly to the shattered roof. The heroine manages to stay awake. She couldn't help but notice how Sam is strong and somehow... cute.

A few minutes later, the duo is in Sam's loft in Harlem. Cap removes her uniform in the bathroom and takes a shower. Sam has prepared a boxer and a t-shirt for her. But as the female cap takes the shirt, she is surprised by the sentence on it. And she was... amused by its double edge meaning.

When Stephanie exits the bathroom with this shirt, with "I want you" written on it, she says with a smile:

• I don't know why you throw me this shirt Sam, but don't get any ideas.
• Oh... I'm sorry Steve, replies Sam. It belonged to one of my ex. It was the first shirt I found. Take it off I will find you another.

Sam turns around, takes another shirt. But when he turns back, Sam Wilson is speechless. The very female Captain America, is topless in front of him. Sam is contemplating with a grin on his face.

• What? You told me to take it off, says Cap calmly, with a little smile. Don't you like what you see?
• You... you're looking god Steve, but...
• You know that my legal name is Stephanie now. If it's too hard for you, you can call me Stevie...

As Stephanie – or Stevie- is talking, she walked slowly and seductively right to Sam until he is cornered. The tip of her breast ins now touching Sam's chest. And then...

They begin to kiss, slowly and then more and more passionately.

After a few seconds both of them were naked and continue to kiss, while laying on the sofa. Then Sam began to kiss Stevie's neck, then their breast, the her abs and then... her vagina. He began to gently toying her labia with his tongue. Stevie enjoys the moment, approving Sam's actions with moans and squeaks.

Then it is time to return the favor. Sam sits in the sofa, while Stevie begins to stroke Sam's erected manhood. She is mesmerized by its size and decide to stroke it with her mouth and tongue.

A part of Captain America is puzzled by the fact she has sex with her best friend. But the truth is, she is really enjoying this... Until Sam began to thrusting aggressively his big black cock in Stevie's mouth while maintaining her head with both his hands.

Stevie tries to gag and finally spew the shaft out of her mouth.

• You have something to say, ask Sam aggressively, with some sort of mad grin of his face.
• Sam, what are you...
• Yeahyeahyeah... Shut up bitch. I'm taking charge...

And Sam throws his dick in Cap's sensual mouth again. Captain has not the time to refuse. She feels that something is wrong. But she obediently continues sucking her lover's cock.

Then, Falcon gets up and unceremoniously throws Stevie in the sofa. He orders her to bend over, so he can take her from behind. He begins to fuck his former friend savagely. Stevie's couldn't believe how brutal Sam can be. But after waves and waves and waves of part pain, part pleasure she is loving this rough sex. The waves continue with no apparent will to stop. Sam even pulls her long blonde hair wich add more pain and more arousal.

• You now what, Stevie, you're my slut now, grunts Sam Wilson. You're my little personal sex toy... Captain America is my whore. We'll call you Captain Americunt now...

Cap fells hurt, ashamed and dirty, but also more aroused than ever because of Sam's words. The only think she does is moaning and screaming «Yes, Yes I am» Until her mind goes blank. She orgasms. Too much pleasure.

But the rough copulation continues. Cap is now fucked in the missionary position. She is motionless. Her face is inexpressive. Her eyes are rolling behind her head. Her mouth is wide open. She grunts like the horny bitch she has become As Sam is ramming her like a jackhammer, her legs are firmly wrapped around Sam's body.

Sam stops fucks, pull Stevie by her long hair again and forces her to kneel and orders :

• Open wide, you dumb hoe !

Stevie complies. She can't refuse. She doesn't want to refuse. As few as she is conscious, she accepts her fate. In her head, she feels like a whore, like a ho, like a slut. And she loves it. So be it.

Cap spread her tongue and Sam's cock spurts gallons of heavy sperm on her pretty face. The unique taste is intoxicating, addictive. She can't believe how she is treated, but she willingly accepts it.

After a few seconds, Sam, still with is mad look on his face, paused. Stevie is still cum covered, her eyes closed. She tries to properly speak.

• Sam...

… And she is sucker-slapped by Sam Wilson. This time, Cap is acutely aware of what happens and still can't believe it. She tries to get up and is struck again. Sam pulls her hair and goes to her face.

-Listen up, bitch. I say you are my hoe now and a hoe talks when asked. Now that I enjoyed my way with you, MY plan can go on. Now, do as you told and maybe I will fuck you again like a real man. For now, you can call me « daddy » while the others call me «boss » or «Snap » Wilson.