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Iman’s Mission of Seduction [A Marvel Midnight Sins Story]

The moment the casting announcement went up, the other women in the group chat all started declaring their most sordid desires regarding the next prospective member of their little club.

All except Iman Vellani.

Instead, Iman had messaged Hayley Atwell to boldly ask for the phone number of the newest female to enter into the MCU. She let Hayley know what she was planning and to her surprise, the busty Brit gave her the number.

Iman thanked Hayley, promising to make it up to her tenfold at the next meeting and put the number into her phone, then typed a message as she sat in her apartment.

“Hi Vanessa, it’s Iman Vellani. From Ms Marvel So excited you’re joining the MCU! I’m a huge fan, I loved you in The Crown! I asked Hayley Atwell for your number, hope that’s okay. Just wanted to say if you needed an MCU crash course, I can help you, resident expert right here! I’m in New York, if you’re ever around, let me know and we can get together!”

Iman read and re-read the message before she pressed ‘Send’ and threw her phone down on the sofa beside her.

To distract herself from obsessively checking for a reply, Iman rose and went to her bathroom and began to draw herself a bubble bath.

As the tub filled with hot water and the bubbles rose, Iman started to undress, stripping herself of the baggy t-shirt and sweatpants she’d worn since waking up that morning. Looking in the full length mirror she had in her bathroom, Iman admired her nude body, running her hands across her deceptively large breasts and down her soft stomach. Iman had once referred to Brie’s stomach as “the abs of a goddess” and while her own tummy wasn’t as sculpted as Brie, Iman was still very happy with it, her workout routine since getting the role of Kamala had reduced her teenage chubbiness and firmed her core but there was still a softness to it. Turning around and looking back, Iman admired her round ass, her own personal favourite part of her body. Iman loved how round but firm it was, and she adored how much fun her friends had with it when they got together. As Iman finished admiring herself in the mirror, eyes running down her smooth slender legs, she thought about what Brie always told her, to be happy and safe in your body and Iman smiled. She loved her soft curves, her friends loved her curves and that’s all that mattered to her.

Iman moved to the bathtub and stopped the running water. As she was about to step into the tub, she heard her phone go bleep, altering her that a message had been received. She ran naked to her living room and snatched her phone up off the sofa without reading the message. She ran back to the bathroom and threw her phone down onto her discarded clothes besides the tub, then stepped into the hot water and lowered herself down, submerging her nude body in the water.

Iman reached down to the floor to pick up her phone. She looked at the screen and saw the notification of one new message from Vanessa. Iman opened the message.

“Iman, hello! Quite the surprise but it’s not a problem A crash course in the MCU might be good, I expect I’ll be asked a lot about it in the next few years lol. I’m actually in New York today. Do you want to come to my hotel this evening? I’m in the Hotel Chelsea, meet me in the lobby at 7?”

Iman grinned and sent back a response, confirming she would meet Vanessa there.

After the response had been sent, Iman dropped her phone and started to rub water on her floating breasts before moving her hand down to her bare pussy, the thought of what this evening held in store creating a buzz inside Iman only one thing could stop.

Iman moaned softly as she ran a finger over her tight pussy lips and started to masturbate in the tub as she thought how best to seduce Vanessa Kirby.

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Later that day, not long before 7, Iman was travelling to the Hotel Chelsea in the back of an Uber. She was dressed in the standard MCU disguise of a baseball hat and sunglasses and was wearing a blazer over a blue sleeveless shirt and jeans with a pair of boots. As the car continued along the road and got nearer to the destination, Iman started to feel nervous.

Iman tried telling herself to not be nervous, she’d done more than this in the last two and a half years. Her first time with women, she’d let them fuck her pussy and her ass at the same time. She’d done threesomes, she’d fucked and been fucked with a strapon dildo, she’d eaten out 9 women in a row without getting to orgasm herself, she’d given rimjobs to Oscar winners and been finger fucked by some of the most beautiful women in Hollywood. But despite that, Iman knew that she was nervous because this would be her first time as the seducer. Responsibility fell to her to bring this beautiful woman into the fold.

“You can do this!” Iman said quietly to herself as the car pulled up outside the hotel.

Iman thanked the driver and exited the vehicle.

She walked into the lobby of the hotel and as she couldn’t yet see Vanessa, she walked to a nearby sofa and sat down. Iman reached into the backpack she had with her and pulled out the notebook she took everywhere, filled with information about the MCU as well as a special page she intended to utilise in her plan.

After a few minutes of leafing through her notebook, Iman looked up and saw Vanessa exit a nearby elevator and walk past the sofa Iman was sitting on. The beautiful British woman was dressed casually, wearing a short sleeve shirt and long black pants with black sneakers and her long blonde hair in a high ponytail. Iman rose, and approached the taller woman who was looking away from her.

“Vanessa, hi!” Said Iman, as she tapped Vanessa on the shoulder.

As Vanessa turned, Iman removed her sunglasses.

“Oh, Iman, hello! I didn’t recognise you like that.” Said Vanessa, leaning down and giving Iman a hug.

“Rule 25 of the MCU, baseball hat and sunglasses is all the disguise anyone needs!” Chuckled Iman, trying not to stare too long at Vanessa’s pretty face.

“Haha, I’ll keep that in mind! Shall we go up to my room? I’ve a feeling that word might be that out I’m here and with the casting announcement being released, it might get crowded!” Said Vanessa with a smile.

“Lead the way!” Said Iman as she and Vanessa walked back to the elevator, Iman following behind and watching Vanessa’s ass as she walked.

The pair rode the elevator up to Vanessa’s floor and they walked the hall to her room.

The two women entered the modestly sized hotel room and Vanessa sat on a couch near the window.

“Right, I’m ready, lay it all on me, coach!” Said Vanessa.

Iman sat down beside Vanessa and opened her notebook.

“Okay, so, the MCU started in 2008 with Iron Man, directed by Jon Favreau and starring Robert Downey Jr and Gwyneth Paltrow. Terrence Howard plays Rhodey in this one, but he doesn’t matter, he’s recast with Don Cheadle after this. This was the first film in the MCU, the first in Phase One and the first in the Infinity Saga which is about Thanos and the infinity stones etcetera. It grossed 585 million dollars and it was followed later in 2008 by The Incredible Hulk, directed by Louis Letterrier starring Edward Norton. He’s also recast with Mark Ruffalo, so he doesn’t matter. Incredible Hulk was actually the lowest grossing MCU film until, well, mine but that doesn’t matter, I think mine is better anyway” said Iman, rattling off the information as quickly as her mouth would allow.

“I enjoyed it, you did a really good job for your first film.” Said Vanessa.

“So, you’re the one person who went to see it? Thank you!” Joked Iman.

“The film was a lot of fun, I bet you had a blast making it, right?” Asked Vanessa.

“Oh, you have no idea how much fun it was when we weren’t filming!” said Iman with a smirk. “May I use your bathroom?” She asked, taking some papers from her notebook and closing it, putting it down on the table in front of the couch.

“Sure, it’s just through there.” Said Vanessa pointing towards a door nearby to a second part of the hotel room.

As Iman rose, she slyly left a folded piece of paper in her seat, and as Vanessa looked, she saw her name written in sharpie.

Vanessa tried to withhold her curiosity, but she let it get the better of her. She picked up the paper and unfolded it, seeing a list of names, some with a check mark next to them and at the bottom was her name.

She studied the list and as Iman came back into the room and walked toward the sofa, Vanessa questioned her.

“What’s this list?” She asked.

“Oh, that’s pretty much all the actresses who have been in an MCU film since it started.” Replied Iman, matter of factly as she removed her blazer and baseball cap, letting her long black hair fall freely to her shoulders.

“Okay, and some of these names have a tick next to them. Brie Larson, Scarlett Johansson, Hayley, Cate Blanchett, many others. What does that mean?” Asked Vanessa.

“It means I’ve fucked them. Or they’ve fucked me. It’s usually both, not too many pillow princesses in our little gang, ya know?” Said Iman brazenly, as she bent over, undid the laces of her boots and pulled them off her feet.

“What?” Said Vanessa, shock evident in her voice.

“I’ve fucked those women, I’ve eaten their pussies, licked their assholes, fingered them, stuck toys in any hole they asked me to and they’ve done the same back to me. It’s quite simple!” Chuckled Iman, who sat back down on the couch beside Vanessa.

“And I suppose I’m on this list because you just want to fuck me, is that it?” Said Vanessa, a hint of anger in her voice as she rose to a standing position. “Get out! Take your book and get the fuck out, right now!” She screamed at Iman, who hurriedly grabbed her things and backed herself toward the door as she apologised.

“Oh god, I’m sorry Vanessa! I didn’t mean it to go like this, I can explain, I’m sorry!” Said Iman, opening the door to the hotel room as Vanessa moved toward her.

Iman backed out into the corridor, and Vanessa slammed the door in her face.

Iman turned, pressed her back to the door and let herself fall to a seated position. The pretty Pakistani actress softly sobbed over how badly she’d messed up before she heard a soft knocking on the door behind her.

“Iman? Are you still out there?” Iman heard Vanessa ask, softly.

Iman sniffed before replying. “I’m sorry, I’m just going.” She stood up and started to walk to the elevator, as she did so she heard the door open and hurried footsteps as Vanessa ran up to her.

“I’m sorry too, I overreacted. You said you could explain?” Said Vanessa, turning Iman around and walking her back to her room.

Entering the hotel room, the pair again sat together on the sofa.

“Okay, so explain!” Said Vanessa.

Iman wiped the tears from her eyes and took a deep breath.

“First of all, I’m so sorry, I should’ve gone about this so differently than I did. I did have an ulterior motive for coming here than just helping you understand the whole MCU, I do want to fuck you but it’s a whole lot more than just that. Me and every woman on that list have found something that connects us, gives us a bond that won’t break, no matter what. We’re a family, we’re sisters, every one of us. Sisters that fuck each other mind you, but still sisters. I wanted to be the one to bring you into this sisterhood, to show you how amazing it feels to be with women, how soft they can be, how gentle and loving or tough and aggressive they are if that’s what you’re into. But I fucked it up. I’ve never been the seducer before, I’ve either just stumbled in on other women fucking each other and they seduced me or I’ve gone with the flow and done what other women in the room have been doing. I wanted to surprise everyone else by telling them how I seduced you, made you love women as much as we all do.” Explained Iman.

As Iman spoke, Vanessa listened. Iman continued, explaining how she’d first come into this sapphic collective of franchise actresses, and as she heard the story of Iman’s first time with women, Vanessa felt herself getting warmer. She felt her cheeks get hotter and a growing warmth between her legs. As Iman told her how Brie and Teyonah had double teamed her with strapons, Vanessa started to slowly rub her breasts through her shirt, her nipples starting to get more erect as the younger actress spoke.

“Then about a week after that, I had my initiation, which meant I…umm, are you okay, Vanessa?” Said Iman, looking at the taller woman whose eyes were closed and her bottom lip was gripped between her teeth. Vanessa’s legs were shifting awkwardly, and Iman knew she could finish what she came here to do.

Inching closer to Vanessa on the sofa, Iman started whispering to the gorgeous Brit.

“Is it turning you on, my story? Is it getting you wet, hearing how Brie and Teyonah double fucked me, filling my pussy and my ass at the same time until I came so good? Do you want to hear more? How about your friend Hayley? Do you want to know how sweet her pussy tastes? I’ve licked it and it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. Mmm, Hayley loves it in the ass, you know that? I’ve fucked her in the ass many times. I’ve pounded that fat ass and made her scream for me. She’ll scream your name too if you made her, Vanessa!” Purred Iman, directly into Vanessa’s ear.

Vanessa gasped at Iman’s words, her restraint breaking down as the beautiful young woman spoke.

“God, but you’re only a teenager, how can what you say be true, all those things you say you’ve done?” Said Vanessa, her speech stilted as she held back from what her body was telling her to do.

“I’m not a teenager. I’m 21 and a grown ass woman. Let me show you.” Said Iman.

Iman stood and unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her large breasts encased in a black bra. Once her shirt was thrown to the floor, Iman reached behind her and unclasped the lacy underwear, letting it fall to the floor.

Vanessa stared at the now topless Iman. The last of her willpower left her body and Vanessa pulled Iman down on top of her, the two of them falling down onto the couch, Iman on top of Vanessa.

Vanessa reached up and with a hand on either side of Iman’s pretty face, she kissed the younger woman.

As the two women kissed, their tongues swirling together in each other’s mouths, Iman unbuttoned Vanessa’s top.

Vanessa sat up, taking Iman with her, their kiss continuing as Vanessa shrugged off her shirt.

Iman was the one to break the kiss, as she moved down to kiss and nibble Vanessa’s collarbone while the English woman unhooked her own bra and threw it aside, her small but perky breasts now exposed.

Iman pulled back to admire the beautiful British woman’s topless glory briefly before attacking each breast with her mouth, licking and sucking each of Vanessa’s erect nipples in turn.

Vanessa groaned deeply as Iman pleasured her nipples before pushing the younger woman away with the intention of giving Iman’s large breasts the same attention.

Vanessa held one breast in each hand, feeling the heaviness of the Pakistani woman’s round chest.

“These are gorgeous, Iman!” Said Vanessa, before latching herself to one of the meaty globes, her tongue dancing around the brunette’s nipple.

“Thanks. I don’t even think they’re my best feature. Maybe second, or third!” Said Iman, boastfully but with a smile.

“A chest this lovely and it’s not your best attribute? No way! Number one has to be your eyes? They’re so deep and dark and beautiful! Said Vanessa, in between sucks of Iman’s nipples.

“Everyone does say they adore looking into my eyes while I look up from between their legs, but no, it’s not my eyes. Do you wanna see number one?” Asked Iman.

“Christ, of course! Show me your best feature, Iman, I’m so ready!” Said Vanessa.

Iman stood and turned around. Hooking her fingers into the waist of her pants, she bent and pulled them down, keeping her legs straight and revealing her rear end in a black lace thong to Vanessa’s hungry eyes.

“Do you like it?” Asked Iman, looking back at Vanessa while bent at the waist.

“I love it. What a perfect bubble butt, it’s so round and juicy. I’d kill for an arse like yours, Iman!” Replied Vanessa, stroking her chest as she spoke, her fingers gliding over her sensitive nipples.

“Do you want to see my second favourite part of myself?” Iman queried, not waiting for an answer before she took hold of her panties and peeled them from her body, down to the floor where they joined her pants.

Her underwear removed, Iman stood up and turned back to Vanessa, revealing to the British woman her freshly shaved pussy.

“You know why my ass and pussy are my favourite parts of me? It’s because of how good I feel when someone uses my holes the right way. All my friends know what the right way is, to fill my holes so obscenely that I can’t take anymore and I cum so hard. Will you do that for me, Vanessa? Will you treat my little holes right? Look at my bald kitty, Vanessa! Do you like my bare little pussy? Doesn’t it look pretty? I shaved especially for you today. I don’t mind getting some hair in my mouth when I’m going down on a woman, I’m used to it, but I didn’t want you to have to worry about that the first time you eat cunt!” Said Iman, emphasising the last word as she leaned in close to Vanessa. Iman pulled Vanessa to her feet and sat herself down on the sofa. “Now strip!”

Vanessa felt herself get wet hearing Iman say such dirty things. She did as demanded, copying what Iman had done and turning around so her back was to Iman. Vanessa unbuttoned her pants and with a shake of her hips they fell to the floor, revealing to Iman that Vanessa wasn’t wearing panties.

“God, your body is incredible!” Said Iman, as Vanessa’s slender figure was fully revealed to her in all its naked glory. “No panties too? Very nice! I love when a woman goes commando, it allows such easy access! Maybe you possibly expected something would happen this evening, so you chose to go commando, like a bad girl?” Said Iman, as she reached up from the couch and ran her fingers along Vanessa’s firm ass cheeks which caused the older blonde to shudder.

“No, I’ve just never liked underwear, since I was a kid.” Vanessa stuttered but her speech was cut off as Iman embraced Vanessa from behind, her large, soft breasts pressing into the blonde’s back. Iman kissed Vanessa’s neck and then whispered in her ear.

“No need to explain, shall we take this to the bedroom?” Asked Iman.

Vanessa took Iman’s hand and the two naked women  hurriedly walked to the bedroom, Iman grabbing her rucksack on the way.

Once they entered the bedroom, Vanessa turned back to Iman and kissed the younger brunette deeply as they both fell onto the bed.

They made out for a few minutes, tongues intertwining as each woman ran her hands along the smooth body of the other.

Vanessa soon broke the kiss and as she stroked Iman’s hair, she stroked her hand down the young woman’s soft tummy to just above her pussy.

“May I touch you?” Vanessa asked, despite knowing the answer.

“God, yes! Touch my wet little pussy, please!” Groaned Iman.

Vanessa’s fingers travelled down, first circling the soft skin beside Iman’s pussy before moving over for Vanessa to experience her first touch of a woman’s sex.

“God, you’re so wet, darling!” Gasped Vanessa as she ran her fingers up and down Iman’s drooling slit, the brunette’s wetness sticking to her fingers.

“Yes, I’m wet for you! So wet for you! Mmm, taste me! Suck my juices off those fingers, get your first taste of a woman!” Moaned Iman as Vanessa stroked her wet pussy.

Vanessa lifted her finger to her mouth and tentatively sucked on the wet digit. The moment the juices hit her tongue and she tasted Iman’s sweet natural flavour, Vanessa grew hungry for more.

She immediately shifted herself and started to kiss and lick down Iman’s body, paying some attention to the smaller woman’s round breasts before kissing down Iman’s soft stomach. She poked her tongue into the Ms. Marvel actress’s belly button, causing Iman to giggle in pleasure, before dragging her tongue down across Iman’s shaved pubic region to reach her goal.

As Iman’s pussy was in front of her face, Vanessa paused. She looked up at Iman from between the pretty Pakistani’s slender legs as if looking for advice on how to proceed.

Iman realised Vanessa's hesitancy straight away.

“Baby, don’t be scared. Just do what you like to be done to you, I’m sure you’ll be great!” Said Iman encouragingly as she bought her hands down and spread her pussy lips, exposing her pink hole to Vanessa.

The blonde took a breath then stuck out her tongue and slowly pushed inside Iman’s soft, wet pussy.

As her tongue penetrated the beautiful young Pakistani-Canadian actress, Vanessa’s taste buds were being covered in Iman’s juices, her flavour tasting even better to Vanessa direct from the source.

Vanessa pushed her tongue as deep inside Iman as possible, her cheeks pressing against the soft flesh beside Iman’s pussy. Taking Iman’s advice to do what she liked being done to her, Vanessa swirled her tongue around inside the young woman, causing Iman to writhe her body in pleasure.

“Mmm, yes! Tongue fuck my little pussy, Vanessa! Fuck my sweet pussy just like that! God, it feels so good, baby! Mmm, rub my clit too! Rub my sensitive little clit while you tongue fuck my pretty bald cunt, Vanessa!” Moaned Iman, her hands squeezing her large breasts as pleasure surged through her.

Happy to take direction, Vanessa moved her hand upwards and let her slim fingers gently glide over Iman’s swollen clit before pressing down on the younger woman’s pleasure button.

At this touch, Iman moaned deeply.

“Oh my god, yes! Press my clit while you fuck my wet cunt with that tongue! God, keep eating my fucking cunt, Vanessa! Better yet, finger me! Yesss, finger fuck my pretty little pussy and then suck on my clit too! Please do that! Please please please, finger my slutty little cunt!” Groaned the Kamala Khan actress as her hips bucked wildly.

Vanessa reluctantly pulled her face away from Iman’s pussy, not wanting to stop tasting the young woman’s sweet flavour but wanting to please Iman however she wished.

Though Iman’s pussy was well lubricated both with Vanessa’s saliva and the young woman’s natural juices, Vanessa still sucked and licked her index and middle fingers before putting them at the entrance to Iman’s pussy.

“Will two fingers be okay?” Asked Vanessa, wanting to know Iman’s limits as she didn’t want to hurt her.

“Yeah, for your first time fingering a woman, two is perfect. Mmm, my pussy can take so much more, but we have all night to get into that!” Said Iman, dreamily.

Holding Iman’s pussy open with one hand, Vanessa slowly moved her fingers forward, penetrating the brunette’s pussy.

As her fingers entered Iman, Vanessa felt the young woman’s pussy clench. She kept pushing her fingers forward until she could go no further and pulled her fingers back out.

Vanessa worked up a rhythm, thrusting her fingers in and out of Iman, listening to the soft moans of the beautiful brunette to know if she was doing a good job.

After a few minutes of finger fucking Iman, Vanessa moved her face back to Iman’s pussy and placed her mouth on the swollen pink bud at the top of the Pakistani-Canadian actress’s wet folds and sucked deeply, causing an instant reaction in Iman.

“Yesss, suck my clit, you sexy bitch! God, feels so good having my clit sucked and my pussy fingered! Keep going, keep finger fucking me! Mmm, curl your fingers up inside my wet little pussy, rub my fucking g-spot Vanessa! You’re gonna make me cum soon, baby!” Screamed Iman, running one hand through her own hair while the other moved to Vanessa’s head and grabbed a handful of blonde hair.

Motivated to continue by the anticipation of tasting a woman’s cum for the first time, Vanessa doubled her efforts. She increased the pace of her fingers thrusting in and out of Iman and voraciously tongued the brunette’s clitoris, rapidly wiggling her tongue against Iman’s pleasure button.

The beautiful Pakistani writhed on the bed as pleasure engulfed her body from Vanessa’s action. “Yes! Yes yes yes, fuck me! You’re gonna make me cum, Vanessa! Gonna cum so good for you! Keep fucking me!” Growled Iman, holding Vanessa’s head down at her pussy.

Determined to make a girl cum for the first time, Vanessa pushed her fingers as deep into Iman as they could go and curled her fingers up, rubbing them against Iman’s g-spot while she frantically lapped Iman’s clit with her tongue.

Vanessa soon felt Iman’s pussy tightly clench her fingers and Iman’s thighs press the sides of her head as the younger woman’s orgasm hit.

“Oh, yes! I’m cumming, Vanessa! I’m cumming so good from you fucking me! Mmm, drink my cum baby! Get your mouth on my pussy, please!” Moaned Iman, parting her thighs as her body writhed in pleasure, her hips gyrating in ecstasy.

Vanessa removed her fingers and put her open mouth to Iman’s pussy, allowing the sweet juices to coat her taste buds and slide down her throat.

Iman rode the waves of orgasm, thrusting herself into Vanessa’s face until her climax had ended.

Once Iman’s orgasm had passed, Vanessa pulled herself away from the brunette’s dripping pussy and kissed her way back up Iman’s body. Once she came face to face again with Iman, Vanessa took Iman’s face in her hands and kissed the younger woman before bringing her cum soaked fingers to Iman’s mouth.

“Taste yourself, sweetie! Mmm, you taste so sweet, you’ve got such a yummy little pussy, honey!” muttered Vanessa, as Iman sucked on her fingers, the younger woman cleaning her own cum off Vanessa’s digits.

Iman closed her eyes and moaned as she tasted her own sweet flavour off Vanessa’s fingers. She swirled her tongue around Vanessa’s fingers, making sure to fully clean her juices off the blonde’s slender digits.

Iman soon removed her mouth from Vanessa’s fingers, and with lust filled eyes she looked at the blonde.

“Mmm, I love to taste myself, sucking myself off a girl’s fingers or a toy turns me on so much. God, not just my pussy either. You ever gone ass to mouth, Vanessa? Ever had a guy fuck that tight little butt of yours then pull out and stick their hard cock on your mouth? I have. Never a guy, I’m totally for the girls, but I’ve had women pound my bubble butt with toys then pull out to leave my little asshole gaping while their toy is shoved down my throat. I almost get as wet from ass to mouth as I do actually having my ass fucked.” Purred Iman with a smile on her face.

“Wow! No, I’ve never done that. I mean, sure, I’ve had a little taste of myself after I’ve had a wank but sucking a cock that’s been in my arse? On the rare occasion I’ve been arse fucked, I’ve always told the guy to get in the shower right after he cums.” Said Vanessa, her eyes wide at hearing further sordid details of what this beautiful young woman lying beside her had done sexually, putting Vanessa’s relatively prudish sex life to shame.

“Well, don’t worry about it just now. It’s not something I’ll force on you tonight. There’ll be plenty of other times you can explore that. If you still wanna fuck guys after being with my friends and I, you can surprise them with some of the stuff we can do to you. Now, hold on!” Said Iman, turning over to lean off the bed, reaching for the backpack she’d dropped at the bedside. In doing so, she exposed her plump rear to Vanessa, who ran her hand along the firm, round cheeks of the Pakistani woman’s butt.

“Close your eyes!” Ordered Iman.

Vanessa obeyed. She closed her eyes and felt a shift as Iman got off the bed. She heard Iman fumbling around but before Vanessa could get to overthinking what was coming she heard Iman’s voice.

“Open your eyes, beautiful!” said Iman huskily.

Vanessa opened her eyes and saw, standing in front of her at the foot of the bed, Iman’s naked body with a white harness around her waist, attached to which was a slim purple dildo.

“What do you think?” asked Iman, putting her hands on her hips and striking a Ms. Marvel style pose.

“God, babe, you look incredible.” said Vanessa, admiring the way the white of the harness contrasted with Iman’s light brown skin.

“I’m glad you like it. Hailee left this at my apartment a few nights ago, she likes how I use it so I thought I’d bring it with me tonight! Oh, Hailee Steinfeld, not Hayley Atwell by the way in case you were confused or whatever.” said Iman with a giggle. She gripped the dildo at the base and playfully wiggled it at the woman on the bed. “How about it, Vanessa? Want me to fuck you with this dick? Do you wanna give it a suck before I put it in you?”

Vanessa looked at the purple toy jutting outward from the harness and studied it, estimating it to be about 6 inches long. It was smooth, no ridges or bumps but she knew it would still be very pleasurable to feel inside her.

Vanessa’s eyes travelled up Iman’s body from the harness, past the black haired beauty’s round breasts to the Pakistani woman’s gorgeous face. Vanessa looked at Iman and simply nodded her response.

Vanessa scooted herself forward and off the bed, positioning herself on her knees in front of Iman. Tilting her head upward as she gripped the base of the dildo, Vanessa’s eyes met Iman’s.

“Go ahead, it’s clean, I washed it myself. You won’t taste my ass just yet!” said Iman with a wink.

Vanessa opened her mouth and slowly moved her head forward, letting the tip of the purple toy pass her lips.

The blonde took the first two inches of the toy into her mouth, running her tongue along the underside of the dildo. Her pussy was wet enough and she knew this wasn’t a real dick, but she knew she could get it nice and lubed up to fuck her with a sloppy blowjob.

Vanessa started moving her mouth up and down the toy, coating it with her saliva. With each slow downward movement of her head, Vanessa took another inch of the toy in her mouth.

As she watched more and more of the toy slowly disappear into Vanessa’s mouth, Iman stroked the blonde’s long hair.

“Fuck, you look so pretty like that, Vanessa! Taking this dick so deep in your mouth! God, I wish this was a real cock so I could feel how warm and wet your mouth is! Get it nice and slick, Vanessa! Good and wet so I can glide into your juicy little cunt!” Growled Iman, lustfully.

Vanessa took her mouth off the plastic phallus and looked up at Iman.

“You want this fake dick to be nice and sloppy for my tight little cunt, babe? Mmm, then how about you give me a little preview and fuck my face the way you’re gonna fuck my pretty pussy, darling! Yesss, just grip my hair, shove your cock in my mouth and thrust it in and out of my throat! Actually, one second! Growled Vanessa, her greyish-blue eyes fiery with lust.

Vanessa stood up and got on the bed. She threw the pillows down to the foot of the bed then lay down on her back and put her head over the edge, the pillows raising her head enough for her mouth to be in the right position for Iman’s toy.

“Sweetie, fuck my throat like this! Just like you’re gonna fuck my little British cunt!” Moaned Vanessa.

Iman put the tip of her toy at Vanessa’s lips and slowly pushed forward. She paused when she felt a resistance in Vanessa’s throat but the blonde moved her hands behind Iman, took a firm hold of the brunette’s ass and pulled her forward.

Iman started to thrust her hips back and forth. Looking down at Vanessa, Iman felt her own pussy moisten as she watched the blonde’s throat bulge with each inward thrust as the purple toy fully entered Vanessa’s mouth.

Iman started to increase the speed of her thrusts, spurred on to go faster each time by the sloppy wet noises coming from Vanessa.

Soon, Iman was fucking Vanessa’s face at a rapid pace. Her eyes wandered down the blonde’s fit body, over Vanessa’s apple sized breasts, the tight athletic flatness of her tummy down to the blonde’s pussy, which Vanessa was rubbing frantically.

“Oooh, you naughty girl, rubbing your pussy while getting your throat fucked! Is it turning you on that much, feeling my hard cock push into your throat?” Groaned Iman, the harness she wore pressing against her own wet pussy with each inward thrust to her new friend’s mouth.

As intoxicating to Iman as it was to see Vanessa furiously masturbate while getting her face fucked, Iman wanted to get Vanessa off herself.

With a surge of adrenaline, Iman removed her toy from Vanessa’s mouth and leaned over to grip the blonde’s shapely legs. She spun Vanessa around on her back, the Brit’s ass now where her head had been. Putting Vanessa’s legs over her shoulders, Iman lined the toy up with the Englishwoman’s soaked pussy and thrust forward, pushing the entire length into Vanessa in one go.

“Fuuuuck, yesss! Fuck my tight British cunt, babe! Go on, pound my soaking twat! You’re right, I am a naughty girl, I was fucking wanking while getting my face fucked and now I’ve got my legs over a woman’s shoulders while she fucks my cunt with a filthy strapon! Christ, you really do know how to use that dick, don’t you?” Moaned Vanessa, as the fake cock around Iman’s waist penetrated deep into her pussy.

“Damn right, I’ve fucked and been fucked by many a woman with a toy like this one. I’ve studied at the feet of experts in strapon fucking, and I mean that literally!” Grinned Iman, emphasising her point by lifting one of Vanessa’s legs from her shoulder and bringing the blonde’s foot to her mouth. As she steadily thrust the dildo in and out of the British beauty, Iman stuck out her tongue and dragged it up Vanessa’s foot from heel to toe, before taking the big toe into her mouth and sucking deeply on it, causing the Englishwoman to gasp sharply.

“Oooh, does little Miss Marvel have a foot fetish? Do you like having another woman’s toes in that cute little mouth, young lady?” Asked Vanessa as she moaned from the combination of Iman’s dildo sliding deep into her slick pussy and the young woman’s tongue swirling around her toe.

Iman removed Vanessa’s toe from her mouth and responded as she licked the other toes on the blonde’s foot.

“God, yes, I have such a thing for women’s feet. They’re so beautiful, I love the way they look and smell and taste and feel! Mmm, not just in my mouth either. I’ve had girls wiggle their toes on my nipples, squeeze my breasts with their feet and I’ve even had their toes in my pussy. Not a whole foot, but a big toe here or there sliding into my pretty young cunt can make me cum so hard. Maybe later, I can show you how it feels?” Said Iman, the speed of her thrusting increasing as her arousal heightened, her own pussy now absolutely soaked beneath the harness.

Placing Vanessa’s leg back over her shoulder, Iman leant forward. Putting one hand on either side of Vanessa’s body, Iman started to wildly bounce her hips up and down.

“Fuck me, yes! God, I love being fucked in this position and this is a much better view than some sweaty, panting man on top of me! That pretty fucking face, those beautiful fucking eyes! Those gorgeous huge tits bouncing while you pound my twat! You’re like a fucking angel, Iman! Keep fucking me like that, you’re gonna make me cum so fucking hard, babe! Make me cum, Iman, I’m so close! ” Groaned Vanessa loudly as the new position allowed Iman’s toy to hit more pleasurable areas in her pussy.

“Gonna make you cum, Vanessa, make you cum all over my cock. Oh, and that’s not all, we’ve got the whole night together. So many ways I can make this tight little pussy cream for me! But don’t be greedy, you gotta make me cum just as much and just as hard as I’ll make you cum! Mmm, we’ll spend the night licking and fucking each other! Gonna turn you into a real lesbian slut, like me! Is that what you want, to be a fucking slut for pussy like your friend Hayley? I messaged her on my way here, told her I was going to try and seduce you. She so badly wanted to be the one to do it but I told her she’d have her turn. All my friends will get to enjoy you and you can enjoy them, Vanessa. Would you like that?” Growled Iman over the sounds of her toy rapidly pounding the ever increasingly wet pussy of the taller blonde.

“Yes, I’d fucking love it all! I want every one of your friends to fuck me and make me cum! And I’ll make them cum too! Tongues, toys, fingers, whatever they want! I’ll taste all their yummy twats! God, you’re fucking me so good! Just a little more, sweetie, keep fucking me just like this and I’ll cum so good for you!” Moaned Vanessa, as she moved a hand to her clit and started to furiously run the swollen nub at the top of her pussy.

“Rub that fucking clit, Vanessa! Rub your clit and cum for me, baby!” Said Iman through gritted teeth as she slammed the toy in and out of Vanessa, pulling almost completely out slowly before quickly reinserting the length of the toy into the blonde.

“Yes yes yes, oh my god, oh my god, I’m cumming! Cumming for you! Fuuuck!” Moaned Vanessa, the rest of her vocalising becoming guttural noises as her orgasm took hold.

Vanessa’s body writhed in pleasure as her orgasm surged through her and long smooth legs shook as Iman kept fucking her as she came. With the last of her strength, Vanessa put her hands on Iman’s shoulders and pushed her away, removing the toy from her pussy. Vanessa’s cum dribbled from her open pussy as she moved backwards up the bed.

Lying back against the pillows, Vanessa felt the last jolts of pleasure run through her body.

With her mind clouded in ecstasy, Vanessa watched as Iman unstrapped the harness and let it drop to the floor. The nude Pakistani bent down and picked up the harness and removed the dildo. Toy in hand, Iman jumped on the bed next to Vanessa, looked the blonde in the eye and licked the dildo from base to tip, turning it at the top of each lick and repeating the same movement.

After cleaning Vanessa’s juices from the purple toy, Iman threw the dildo onto the bed and kissed Vanessa deeply, passing her saliva and Vanessa’s cum into the blonde’s mouth.

Breaking the kiss, Iman shifted her body to lay her head on Vanessa’s chest, her arm resting across Vanessa’s flat stomach.

Vanessa softly chuckled as she stroked the brunette’s head with her hand. “That was incredible!” Said the Englishwoman.

“So were you! I’m so happy you gave me a second chance after I beefed it the first time!” Said Iman, with a smile.

“I’m so sorry about that. Bad experiences, I guess. That’s what shit men’ll do for you.” Said Vanessa. She didn’t elaborate further and Iman didn’t wish to pry further.

The pair lay in each other’s arms for a few minutes before Iman spoke up.

“Are you ready for another round?” She asked, a huge grin crossing her face as she looked at Vanessa.

Vanessa laughed.

“Are all these Marvel women as sex hungry as you?” Said Vanessa, smiling at Iman.

“Nope, I’m the sex hungriest, and I didn’t hear a no!” Said Iman in a teasing, sing-song voice.

“That’s right, you didn’t!” Said Vanessa, giving Iman a peck on the lips. “Your turn!”

“No, no, I’ll get mine later, I’ll make sure of that! Just, lie down on your front.” Said Iman.

Vanessa followed Iman’s direction and lay down on her front on the bed.

She felt Iman move, and a warm wetness pressed against her calves as Iman straddled them.

“Can you lift your butt up a bit?” Asked Iman.

Vanessa did as she was asked.

“You gonna lick my sweet little pussy from behind, little girl?” Teased Vanessa.

“I told you, I’m not a little girl! Would a little girl do this?” Said Iman, as she slapped both hands against Vanessa’s ass cheeks.

“How about this?” Iman said, kissing each cheek where she had just slapped her hands.

“Or this?” Said Iman.

As the words left her mouth, Iman parted Vanessa’s ass cheeks with her hand and ran her tongue along the small puckered asshole of the English beauty.

“Ooohhhhh!” Purred Vanessa.

As she received the first rimjob of her life, and from a woman no less, Vanessa thought how less than 2 hours previously she’d had no inclination to ever sleep with a woman but now, thanks to Iman, a door to exquisite pleasure had opened and she wanted nothing more than to step through to join her new Marvel friends.

“Starting with Hayley!” She whispered to herself.

===End===

I've got nothing

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen and should not be mistaken as such. Everyone featured in this story is 18+ years old.


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Chapter 31: Bryce Dallas Howard


Godmakeitstop. Godmakeitstop...

That thought raced through my mind as I shivered under a pile of blankets. Sweat flowed from every pore on my body yet I was freezing. It felt like spiders were crawling all over me and the more I tried to fight them off, the more I shivered.

The morning Kelsea Ballerini had bailed me out of jail after my DUI, I had said the phrase I had been avoiding since the car accident.

"I'm an addict. I need help."

Kelsea looked at me. "I know, Chase. Hell, everyone knows. I can't believe it took you getting a DUI to finally admit it. I'll make a couple calls, we'll get you into rehab."

I looked at her. "Are you okay? You look sad."

Kelsea sighed. "Yeah...no. Why does every guy I fall for cheat?"

I hugged her. "Any man who'd cheat on you oughta have his brains beat out and mailed back home to his mother. I'll find him..."

"NO. You're in enough trouble as it is. This...and if the rumors from Nashville are true, you might be a wanted man soon."

"What have you heard?"

"The lead detective in the Devin Hodges murder is gunning for you because...well..."

I groaned. "Yeah. I did a shoot with his wife..."

The next day, Kelsea had driven me to the rehab center. Before I got in her car, I swallowed the remaining pills that I'd had.

Night one was fairly peaceful but by night two, I realized I was out of pills and panicked as I realized I couldn't just make a call to Tony and get more.

By night 3, the harsh reality had set in. I was a junkie in a lockdown rehab. As I lay there shivering yet soaked in sweat under all the blankets, I looked up and pills rained down toward me. In excitement, I reached out to catch as many as I could but the second my hand closed around some, they disappeared.

I broke down sobbing as I finally realized how far I had sunk. Way to go, Chase. You ruined everything. And the worst part? This is gonna look bad on Taylor. She'll never forgive you for this.

-------2 months later-------

I woke up in a bedroom at Kelsea's house. She had picked me up from rehab at the end of treatment and given me a place to stay as I tried to get back on my feet.

I stumbled to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. As it dripped into the sink, I stared at my reflection. "You lucky, lucky bastard" I said aloud.

Since the DUI was my first offense and I had pled no contest, the judge had thankfully been merciful. He sentenced me to 6 months probation and to attend drug/alcohol counseling meetings. "My name is Chase and I'm an addict," that sort of thing.

I marked the day off on my calendar and headed to the 'Cuda to head to my studio. Thanks to Ed never abandoning me, I had slowly started rebuilding my career. Not surprisingly, several of the celebrities' agents he had called had not wanted anything to do with me but thankfully some did.

I sat in the driver's seat for a minute and looked at my phone. A few weeks ago, Taylor had released her new album The Tortured Poets Department and the reviews had been stellar. I had loved it but had a nagging feeling that two of the songs, or at least the titles, had been inspired by me: "My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys" and "I Can Fix Him (No Really, I Can)."

I shook off the feeling and texted Taylor. "Congrats on TTPD. It's great as always."

To my surprise, she replied almost immediately. "Thanks. It felt kinda strange doing the photoshoots with a photographer other than you. Are you okay?"

I typed out "Yeah. Just missing you" but erased the last part and sent just "Yeah."

BUZZZZZZZ!!!! BUZZZZZZZ!!!!


Ed was calling. I answered. "Hey, boss."

"Hey, kid. Did I wake you?"

"No. I'm sitting in the car. What's up?"

"Well... word's finally out that you finally got sober and you're back to work."

I smiled. "Who's the job?"

Ed chuckled. "Straight to the point as always. Think red hair, big ass. She'll meet you at your studio in a couple hours."

"Okay. Hey, Ed?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for not giving up on me."

"Never have, never will, Chase. I gave a couple others your phone number so expect calls."

I smiled. "Didn't expect anything else from you, Ed. See you."

I hung up and glanced up to see Kelsea coming up the driveway, walking her dog Dibs. She stopped by the 'Cuda's door. "Headed out?"

"Yeah. Listen, Kelsea... thanks for everything but I think I'm ready to move back in to my apartment."

Kelsea looked a bit disappointed. "Oh. Okay...it's just...I kinda got used to having you here."

I sighed. "Kelsea, I need to get back to life. Back to work. I'll..." A light bulb went on in my head. I grabbed a pen and piece of paper and wrote a phone number on it. "Call this number whenever you're ready. He's a good guy who'll treat you like the queen you are."

Kelsea took the paper from me. "Do you trust this guy?"

I nodded. "Known him my whole life. He's a good guy."

She smiled. "Okay. I'll call him." She headed into the house.

I started the 'Cuda and realized I didn't have my wallet. I went back inside and heard Kelsea on the phone.

"Is this Jack?" There was a pause. "Chase gave me your number. This is Kelsea Ballerini."

I grabbed my wallet and went back to the 'Cuda. Before I drove off, I sent a quick text to Jack. "You're welcome."

-------a few hours later------

I sat in my studio office and looked around. The walls still bore a few marks from my rampage with the bat. I cringed as I remembered falling for Kendall Jenner's sob story about Taylor cutting her off.

"Fucking idiot..." I said aloud to the empty air.

I shook my head and tried to focus on who the client was that Ed had told me about. What did he say? "Red hair." Did Jessica Chastain book another shoot? Wait. "Big ass." Jessica's ass is great but it's not...Wait. Did he find...her? M..."

"Hello? Is anyone here?"

I slapped my face and muttered quietly "Snap out of it, Chase. Back to work" as I walked out to the studio.

My eyes landed on Bryce Dallas Howard, standing there in a tight red dress. Ed had DEFINITELY been right about the big ass. I felt a familiar twitch in my boxers.

Bryce saw me and smiled. "Chase?"

"Yep. Ed gave me a couple hints as to who was gonna show up but...I didn't guess you."

"Who did you think it was? Jessica Chastain?"

"Yeah." I admitted. "I've met her before but... this is a pleasant surprise."

Bryce smiled and said "Well...it's a pleasant surprise to see you too. For someone who has a reputation like yours, you're still kind of a mystery, Chase."

I cringed a little at her mention of my reputation.

Bryce saw and said "I mean your photography reputation too, not just the..." Her face turned as red as her hair.

I grinned. "The other one?"

"Yeah. You've got quite the track record on both fronts from what I've heard." Bryce smiled again.

We began the shoot. As the hour went by, my mind started to wander. Mystery? Me? What did that mean? I mean...the only pictures of me had been the ones the paparazzi got of me and Christina but...

"Chase? You okay?" Bryce asked

"Yeah. Just... thinking. Trying to focus." I shifted as I tried to hide the growing situation in my jeans.

Bryce, now wearing a short black dress and thigh high boots, came closer to me. "Well...one thing seems pretty focused." She kissed me and started rubbing between my legs.

"Oh...him." I said as I kissed Bryce and my hands drifted down her back to squeeze the ass I had been staring at since she had arrived.

Bryce knelt and quickly unfastened my belt and yanked my pants and boxers to the floor. As my hardened cock popped free, her eyes widened. "Yeah...him." she said as she started sucking.

"Goddamn..." I groaned as I watched my cock disappear into Bryce's mouth.

Bryce looked up at me. "Fuck my mouth."

"You want it, you got it!" I started thrusting into her mouth.

"Is that all you've got? I said skull-fuck me, boy!!!"

I grabbed a fistful of Bryce's hair and started bucking my hips as fast as I could. "FUCKKK!"

"GWAK-GWAK-GWAK-GWAK-GAAAAHHHH!!" Bryce gagged.

I stepped back and tried to catch my breath. Bryce stood up and took her dress off. I laid down on the floor and she positioned herself over my cock.

"Brace yourself, Chase."

"Do your worst, Ms. Howard." I grinned.

Without a word, Bryce dropped herself onto me, dug her nails into my chest and started riding me.

"SHITTT!!!!" We both moaned as I grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her dripping pussy.

"FUCK YES CHASE!!!!" Bryce screamed as she rode me harder, her red hair flying around her face.

Quick as a flash, I rolled Bryce onto her back and kept thrusting into her.

"FUUUUCCCKKK!" Bryce screamed as her hole tightened and released her juices all over my cock.

"Damn..." I panted as I pulled out of her.

Bryce looked at me. "We're not through yet."

I had a feeling I knew what she meant but I played dumb. "Why?"

Bryce got on her hands and knees and looked at me over her shoulder. "Put it in my ass.”

“Are you serious?” I asked

“Afraid you can’t handle it, big boy?” Bryce asked, a devilish glint in her eye.

Without a word, I got behind Bryce, pushed my cock into her and started thrusting hard.

"FUCK!!!! HARDER!!!" She screamed.

I grabbed her hair with one hand and smacked her ass as I thrust into her big ass with all I had. It wasn't long before I felt the familiar throbbing feeling in my cock.

"Fuck, Bryce, I'm gonna cum!"

"DO IT!!!! CUM IN MY ASS!"

"FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!" I roared as cum shot out of me into her ass.

I pulled out of her ass and stood up to catch my breath. Bryce stood and faced me. I kissed her and spread her ass cheeks open as my cum dripped out of her.

"Fuck, that was great." I panted.

"Yeah it was." Bryce smiled.

We got dressed and I said "What did you mean by me being mysterious?"

We went outside and Bryce said "Well...other than the reputation as a great photographer and an amazing fuck, there's not a lot known about you, Chase. Plus you kinda vanished off the face of the earth for two months."

"I was in rehab. Getting off painkillers is a bitch."

Bryce looked surprised. "Oh that's why Ed said you were unavailable for...how'd he put it?...'Personal reasons.'"

"Yeah but I had to do it." A taxi pulled up and I opened the door.

Bryce smiled and kissed my cheek. "Thanks for a great afternoon, Chase. It was worth the wait." She got in, I closed the door and the taxi took off.

I took my phone out of my pocket and saw I had a couple missed calls, texts, and a voicemail from Jack. I listened to it.

"Come on, dipshit! Answer your goddamn phone! Call me back when you get this. Got some news I think you might want to hear."

My heart raced as I started punching in Jack's number but before I finished, an unknown number appeared on the screen. Remembering Ed's words about giving my number out to other potential clients, I answered.

"Hello?"

A woman's voice said "Chase?"

"Yeah. Who's this?"

"You're a hard man to get ahold of."

Feeling a little frustrated, I repeated my question. "Who is this??"

"I've been trying to get ahold of you since New York. My name's Jennifer."


To be continued...