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Meanwhile, Nebula was having the time of her life. Making out with these two gorgeous women, multiple soft, warm hands exploring her body, what else could she ask for? It was like all her frustrations and anger washed away with each kiss, her tension released with every moan.
In order to bring things to the next level however, she need one of these women to dominate her. Nebula wasn't ashamed of her need to be topped, though she was often hesitant to bring it up. Asking to be dominated by someone who wasn't already a top proved to be… difficult. Often it discouraged the lover, making them feel inadequate. So Nebula had to be sure to use her best judgement to decide who of her lovers would be a top.
Initially, she thought Wanda would be the last person to be a top on this whole ship based on what Natasha told her. But seeing how she seamlessly tamed Proxima earlier disproved her perception of Wanda. It takes a special person to tame Proxima, which is why she liked Natasha so much – she was able to do it within minutes of meeting Proxima.
Then there's Carol, who physically seems imposing and practically radiating top energy. But her kind and positive personality conflicts with her outward appearance, giving her a gentle giant vibe. But again, she was able to have Minn-Erva – who definitely seems like a top --wrapped around her finger like it was nothing.
These earthlings must be made of something else.
While Nebula was caught in her mind, contemplating who could satisfy her best, she failed to notice Carol and Wanda mischievously smirk at one another. The two humans broke their kiss with Nebula and gently pushed her onto the bed. Biting her lips at the sight of Nebula's shapely body, Carol crawled on top of Nebula, kneeling above her as she pinned Nebula's blue arms above her own head.
"Natasha told us all about your favourite treat," Carol said, her face towering over Nebula. As nebula's face darkened from embarrassment, she felt conflicted between being pissed at Natty for exposing her kink, or relieved that she saved Nebula the embarrassment of having to explain it.
"Isn't that right Wanda?"
Right on cue Wanda slithered behind Carol, cupping the older woman's dangling boobs. "Yup that's right! But only if she's a good girl, remember?"
Carol's face lit up with devious intent, "Of course! So Nebula, have you been a good girl…?"
Nebula took a moment before answering, lost in her own fantasies of what these stunning women above were going to do to her.
"Yes! I've been such a good girl!" Nebula pleaded.
"Does a good girl want a treat?" Carol grinned.
Writhing and worming beneath Carol, Nebula could hardly stay still at the thought of what was coming next.
"Yes please!"
"Good manners! Now open wide…"
Nebula sparred no time parting her lips wide open, sticking her tongue out to welcome the sweet treat. Carol pursed her lips as her spit slowly descended from her mouth, connected to herself by a long silver strand. Breathing heavy with anticipation, Nebula moaned as the saliva finally broke from the string and landed straight in her mouth.
"Mmmm…" Nebula moaned, salaciously grinning as she swallowed the spit.
"Good girl! Here comes another treat!" Carol said enthusiastically.
Eyes closed and mouth open, Nebula prepared herself for another treat. Wanda leaned in past Carol to get closer to Nebula for her treat. However, Wanda was tactless compared to Carol. Instead of taking her time with it, Wanda quickly spat at Nebula, hardly taking the time to even aim. The silver glob quickly launched itself onto Nebula's cheek, much to her disappointment.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I thought you said you were a good girl?" Carol scolded as her and Wanda rose from Nebula, "and yet you wasted Wanda's treat like that…"
"I'm sorry!" nebula pleaded, no one was more disappointed than her that she missed out on the treat. "I didn't mean to--"
"No excuses!" Carol interrupted. "Now you need to be punished!"
Curious, Wanda glances at Carol who nods her head at Nebula chest, and smirks creep on their faces. The two slide down either side of Nebula's body until they are face to face with small, but nonetheless gorgeous blue boobs. Nebula sharply gasps as the two begin playing roughly with her boobs. Pinching, squeezing and kneading, Carol and Wanda left no part of Nebula's boobs untouched, making sure that their punishment was thorough.
Eventually, Carol ran her tongue up the underside of a boob, tasting the sweet, smooth tit until she found herself at the dark blue peak. Nebula squeals with pleasure as Carol's tongue circles around her nipple, slowly making its way towards the tender peak. As Carol flicked her tongue on the hard nipple, Nebula arched her back off the bed, burying Carol's face deeper in her chest.
Desperate for more, Nebula reaches to grip carol's head, but as Wanda gestures with her hand, and invisible force pinned her hands back above her head. Must be that strange power Natty mentioned, Nebula thought as Wanda grinned at her.
Nebula's hips not-so-subtly buck for attention, the arousal she felt between her legs reaching its peak. As if Nebula's prayers were heard, she felt Carol's hand slink down her inner thigh.
"Yes…" Nebula moaned as she spread her legs wide open, inviting Carol's fingers in.
Carol let her fingers circle around Nebula's folds, spreading the juices that leaked freely from between her thick folds. Soon a hot wetness soon coats Carol's fingertips, making it easy for her to slide her fingers inside Nebula's entrance. The silky, soaked pussy clenched tightly around Carol's fingers as they glided in and out of Nebula. Rocking her hips forward, Nebula was practically riding Carol's fingers, wanting more friction to enjoy the euphoric feelings.
As Nebula closes her eyes, being lost in lust and pleasure, Wanda couldn't help but stare in awe of her. Her face looked so gracious and beautiful when she was being fucked, especially her mouth. Wanda's gaze was specifically fixated on Nebula's mouth. The way it went agape, how she bit her lips, everything about Nebula's mouth turned on Wanda in all the right ways. No wonder Natasha fell for her.
Unable to resist those luscious lips, Wanda propped herself up closer to Nebula's face and cupped her cheek. Nebula composed herself enough to look at Wanda gazing lovingly at her face. Nebula always thought Wanda was a bit cute, but limited any positive thoughts about her because of Natasha's jealousy.
But now that that was cleared up, Nebula finally had the chance to actually gaze at Wanda. And damn was she stunning. Her soft, pale face looked absolutely precious no matter the lighting or angle. This was one of the nicest face Nebula had ever seen in her whole life.
After a moment of basking in each other's beauty, it was inevitable that the two women's lips would crash into each. Nebula's sweet taste flooded Wanda, and desperate for more she flicked her lips on Nebula's mouth. Moaning on Wanda's tongue, Nebula parted her lips to allow her own tongue to be locked with Wanda's.
Feeling her core in heat and soaked, Wanda wanted nothing more than to cum on Nebula. So she straddled herself on Nebula's leg, and began grinding. Spreading her juices all over Nebula's legs, Wanda's moans grew ever louder, sending sensual vibrations on Nebula's lips.
Between Carol sucking her boobs and fingering her, and Wanda's sweet kisses and grinding, Nebula could've sworn she was in heaven.
Despite Proxima's hellish shrieks.
****
"What the fuck?!" Proxima screams as Minn-Erva's fingers wiggle in her asshole.
"That's what you get for call my dick small!" Minn-Erva shouted back.
Still on her knees, Natasha was enjoying every last bit of this. Earlier she decided to give Proxima's shaft a bit more attention, feeling bad for teasing her early. But this caused Minn-Erva to quickly grow impatient. When Minn-Erva said it was her turn, Proxima told her that she could get some when her cock grew four times bigger, then maybe she'd be almost as big as Proxima. Pissed off, Minn-Erva discretely sucked on her fingers to lubed them up, reach towards Proxima's ass and then—
"Fuck off…" Proxima growled angrily at first, but melted into a lustful sigh. As Natasha continue to suck on Proxima's shaft, Minn-Erva's fingers pumped in and out of Proxima, all the while massaging her prostate. It wasn't long before Proxima grabbed Natasha's head and hunched forward.
"Dammit…!" she groaned as she shot her load down Natasha's tight throat. Minn-Erva grinned as she felt Proxima's ass clenched around her fingers. Weak from the intense climax, Proxima's legs turned to jelly as she flopped to the ground, immediately falling asleep exhausted.
Minn-Erva and Natasha looked at each and burst into laughter.
"What now?" Minn-Erva asks, looking down at Natasha.
Natasha had spent some time servicing the cocks, though it was fun, it was time for her to get have some fun.
"I've got an idea…" Natasha said, winking as she laid on her back on the floor. Even though the couch was only a couple steps away, Natasha was way too horny and impatient to make the trip. She needed to be fucked. Now.
Once she was on her back, Natasha spread her legs wide open and used two fingers to spread her hot, drenched folds open. Just the sound of Natasha's wet folds spreading was more than enough to entice Minn-Erva.
Natasha followed every motion with her eyes, watching with heavy breaths as Minn-Erva sank down and lifted Natasha's legs up and over her shoulders. Minn-Erva then aligned her throbbing shaft so the rod would fall into the wet pool of her entrance. A single push of Minn-Erva's hips and a glide the underside of her shaft against Natasha's wet clit is all it takes for to make Natasha purr and moan.
Though they share similar personalities, Minn-Erva and Proxima couldn't be more different despite Natasha's previous mind set. Proxima was simple, straight-forward and was always right to the point. She lacked the patience for any strategy, not to mention foreplay. Minn-Erva on the other hand, thought similarly aggressive, was more cunning and tactful. Definitely one to play the long game; and appreciative of the art of foreplay.
After a couple more long glides against the wet slit, Minn-Erva's length was coated in more than enough of Natasha's juices. With dick in hand, Minn-Erva aligned her cock against Natasha's hot entrance. In response, Natasha reached down to spread her folds even more in anticipation of the thick rod.
One slow, steady push buried Minn-Erva deep inside Natasha with more ease than any of them expected. Natasha back arched off the floor and gripped her legs as the plump shaft filled, her wet essence. Overwhelmed by just how perfect the pussy around her cock felt, Minn-Erva needed a moment to settle in.
"So wet…" Minn-Erva moaned as she finally began gyrating her hips into Natasha. She then pulled her hips back, dragging her thick shaft through the squeezing clenched walls. The base came away slathered in sweet juices, connected to Natasha's entrance by thick ropes of juices before she slammed herself back in.
"All for you," Natasha purred before she pulled in Minn-Erva's head in close for a sloppy kiss. This motivated Minn-Erva to quicken her pace, thrusting into her new leader's pussy like there's no tomorrow. Minn-Erva pounded Natasha relentlessly after that, thrusting her blue hips against Natasha's jiggling thighs hard enough to drive her down into the floor.
Between deep thrusts, Minn-Erva fondled Natasha's stunning boobs, playing with them as she wrecked her pussy. Whenever the Avenger's pussy eased up on clenching, Minn-Erva would pinch Natasha's nipples, revealing her aforementioned aggression.
As orgasmic screams filled the room, Natasha knew she wasn't the only one nearing her climax.