Trish was having such a nice dream, well it was a very naughty dream. It involved a certain handsome barman ruining her pussy while he held her hair. She didn't want the dream to end, but unfortunately it did when she awakened to a massive bang. She nearly fell out of her bed getting up, turning the light on she saw a massive hole in her bedroom wall. 'How much did I drink last night...'
*BANG*
She jumped and then reached for the bat she kept by her bed only to find it wasn't there. With no choice she moved quietly out of her bedroom hoping to make it to the front door before whoever was causing the banging took notice of her. However when she walked into the living area she found Jessica and Mark rolling around on the ground with Jessica trying to punch him while Mark was trying to restrain him.
"WHAT THE FUCK!"
Mark and Jessica both stopped fighting as they saw Trish standing there. Mark kicked Jessica off and she landed on the sofa. "What the fucks going on Jessica?!" Trish said as she wrapped her nightgown around her tighter. She then looked over to Mark who was getting up, he shrugged.
"Don't look at me I got a text from you asking to come over, when I came I got socked by happy over there," Mark said only to get a middle finger in response.
Trish aimed a glare towards Jessica who had at some point grabbed a bottle of whisky from somewhere. "You've been hiding bruises all along your body, especially around your neck, you're drinking more, partying all night, but mostly you're seeing him," Jessica said before taking a swig from her bottle.
Trish face palmed as her cheeks started to burn. "Jessica... he's not hitting me," she said.
*snort*
Trish looked up at Mark whose face was completely straight, his arms were crossed and he looked away from her. Trish turned back to Jessica "Jessica this is Mark, he doesn't hurt me... but sometimes I ask him to... get a little rough in the bedroom..." she said squeaking out the last part.
Jessica sat there on the sofa in utter silence. "I see..." she said.
Mark clapped his hands together "I think I'm gonna head back home."
"Me too," Jessica said standing up.
"Oh no you don't! You still need to explain why my apartment looks like a botched renovation and why you thought it was a good idea to break into my home! Steal my phone! Assault my friend! And you're gonna fix every damn hole you've made!" Trish practically screeched.
Jessica looked slightly worried for the first time Mark had seen her. Luckily he was already out of the door by the time she could even respond or try and rope him into it.
Mark thought perhaps it was a good idea to not to message Trish for a while, at least until she sorted out whatever issues she seemed to have. As he left the apartment building he sighed, he'd expected to get his dick sucked, but instead he had a girl with enhanced strength nearly kick him in there dick.
"Better head home," Mark said to himself. He had messaged Colleen to tell her that he wouldn't be coming home tonight and not to worry, he brought out his phone ready to type a new message in, but then he thought better of it as it was late and she might've been asleep. Putting his phone away he decided to head back to the Dojo and maybe come in through the fire ladder so he didn't wake her up.
Looking at Mark through a pair of binoculars was Natasha who had watched the entire fight —as best as she could through the windows. She had even intercepted a few calls the neighbours made for the police to come.
*Agent Romanoff are you sure?*
"100% whomever he was fighting was enhanced, maybe a mutant or experiment of some kind," Nat replied.
*Understood, we will look into her and any associates she had, meanwhile keep following the target, make contact at your digression*
"Acknowledged," Nat replied before ending the call and preparing to move out again.
...
It was a mentally exhausted Mark who flew up to the fire escape and opening the window to the dojo. He tried to be as quiet as he could so he didn't actually step on the ground, he hovered a centipede metre or two above it and just simulated walking —Incase he got caught. However as he moved closer to the door that led into the apartment, he could hear moaning. Blood rushed straight south into his dick when he saw Colleen on the sofa he usually slept on. She was fully naked, her body caked in sweat, her legs were spread and her hand was furiously rubbing her clit while the other pinched her nipples.
"Mmmmm! Aaaah! Mark..." she hissed as she moved her hand further down and inserted a finger into her pussy.
Mark felt his cock attempt to rip through his jeans as he inspected Colleen. Her tanned skin made the sweat stand out on the body and served to make her look even more erotic, her nipples were dark brown erect little pebbles that were on two small breasts, she constantly pulled on her nipples and rolled them in her fingers. Further down mark felt himself lick his lips as he was treated to a slender waist with the outline of muscles and just below that a forest of dark pubic hair concealing her tiny pussy.
Mark was done playing around, he was going to ruin her.
Mark pushed the door to the apartment open and Colleen jolted in panic. "Mark!?" She said as her cheeks started to redden and she moved to get up —already covering her nipples.
"Stay there," Mark growled out.
Colleen didn't know why, but she listened. She lay back down on the sofa though she was still covering her parts. Meanwhile Mark just looked at her intensely. She would be lying if she said that the way he looked at her didn't make her body tingle. "No more games, I'm taking you right now," Mark said leaving no room for argument as he took his shirt off. Colleen could feel her pussy convulsing in anticipation for what he was about to do, she even found herself moving her hands away and letting Mark look at her body entirely.
Mark ripped his trousers off next letting his cock flop out, Colleen's eyes widened as she looked at it. It was huge, a little longer than her Katana handle, but much thicker. She wondered how that was supposed to fit inside her when she could barely get two fingers inside.
Mark however wasn't patient enough to consider such things and he crossed the distance between them in only a few seconds slipping between Colleen's legs and giving her a long lick from her stomach through the valley of her breasts and ending at her chin. "Uhhh," Colleen moaned as her pussy started tingling again.
Mark looked her in the eyes before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. He was rough with her, forcing his tongue inside as he ground his cock against her clit, it was driving Colleen wild and made her want to punch her past self for waiting this long. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, playing and twirling her own tongue around his. His hands moved up her body and started playing with her breasts, her eyes widened and she moaned loudly into his mouth as he started to pinch her nipples.
Marks lust only continued to grow as he could feel the heat and wetness under his cock each time he rubbed against her. The smell of her juices mixed in with her sweat was like an aphrodisiac, he couldn't wait any longer. He disconnected the kiss and looked at her, she was panting breathlessly her cheeks still burning red.
"I'm putting it in," he said to her. She didn't reply she only moved her hands down her body before spreading her pussy for him.
Mark moved back and rubbed his dick against her once more before moving it down to her hole. She held her legs up putting her dainty feet on his chest. Mark lined his cock up and pushed forward, at first he didn't even think it would go in, but eventually gave and the head of his cock stretched out her hole and pushed itself inside.
"Holy fuck!!!" Colleen screamed as if felt as if someone had pushed a baseball bat inside her. She was glad she had no hymen to break, she couldn't imagine what that would've felt like. Her pussy was being stretched so far it felt like he might break her in half, but she also felt a pleasure like she'd never felt before, she wanted him further, she wanted all of it inside her.
Mark slowed himself giving her time to adjust when he pushed inside her toes had curled against his chest and she'd gripped the sofa. Mark was struggling too, she had the tightest pussy he had ever been inside. It was so tight he could feel it pulse inside her, but what made it worse was the heat. Her pussy was so wet and hot. If he didn't concentrate he'd be shooting his cum out in the next few strokes. "More..." she whispered beneath him.
Happy to oblige Mark pushed his cock inside further. Inch after inch her pussy enveloped him, she moaned and wiggled under him a mixture of pain and pleasure plastered to her face. Though eventually pleasure won out. "UHHHHHH!!!" She screamed as she had her first orgasm at the same time Mark had pushed the final inch inside her.
Her toned legs stretched out and she shakes underneath him as she moaned. Mark couldn't wait anymore, the way she moaned and the way her face flushed sent tingles straight down to his groin. Putting her legs down at his side he leaned forward and started thrusting in and out of her. "It's so... AHHH!" Colleen moaned as he started increasing the speed.
Overwhelmed with lust and desire she wrapped her arms around his neck again and kissed him. Though this time she was the aggressor and she explored his mouth with her tongue, this only served to make Mark move faster and send Colleen tumbling into another orgasm this one more explosive than the last. She wasn't given a moments rest, the only thing she could do was wrap her legs around Mark and let him use her body as he pleased. She felt like he was hollowing her out with his dick, it made her feel so full that she could feel the emptiness inside when he drew it out.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She moaned as she pushed her face into the crook of his neck. Her pussy was squirting almost continuously at this point, it was so much she didn't know if it was from her orgasm or if Mark had fucked her bladder control out the window. At this point she didn't care.
Her pussy was so tight she could feel it when Marks cock started to twitch, he started to move faster inside of her. She wasn't on the pill, she knew she should ask him to pull out, but she wanted it. She wanted him to fill her up with his cum, she had never wanted something more in her entire life. So contrary to what she should've done, she wrapped her arms and legs around Mark and started thrusting against him. "UHHHHH CUM INSIDE!" She moaned as he hit her G spot continuously sending her into her own orgasm.
Mark roared before he started shooting rope after rope of his cum inside of Colleen. Her pussy pulsed and convulsed around him as if trying to milk his cock. He'd never had such good sex in his life, her pussy was like a wet furnace and it continuously convulsed around him. It took nearly 30 seconds for him to stop cumming, and even after it stopped Colleen started running her tongue against his skin licking the small amount of sweat that had started to build up.
He looked down at her. "I hope you're ready for more," he said.
The tightening of her pussy around her cock was more than enough of an answer for him.
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Waking up to the naked form of Colleen playing on his body was a sight Mark never knew he needed to see. Her back was something Mark had always liked seeing, the gentle curvature of her spine that made way to her little peach of an ass. He could feel her nipples pressed into his chest as well as her soft thighs, his cock was nestled between both of them and it was rapidly hardening. Unfortunately Mark could see it was just past eleven in the morning, he had a showing with a realtor in Harlem in around an hour and he couldn't be late. He felt a bit bad for smashing and dashing, but considering what he did to her last night he couldn't imagine she'd be waking up anytime soon.
Slipping from underneath her he considered slipping back inside her when he was greeted to her backside which still had red hand marks on each cheek. 'Not today, you got shit to do,' he thought to himself before heading to the bathroom.
A shower and some fresh clothes later he was ready to go, wanting to get there quick he went through the fire escape again. Shooting off the metal structure he flew up between the building scarring off a bunch of pigeons as he emerged over the building, he flew even higher before floating for a second. Even after nearly a year of having his powers flying never got old.
"WOOOOO!" He shouted as he shot off through the sky, flying through downtown Manhattan, weaving through the buildings. He made sure to pass a few buildings that he'd never heard of back in his own world such as Stark Tower or the Baxter building, while the first looked high tech and futuristic the second was unassuming, but from what he's heard there was no shortage of geniuses in there. Flying past them he crossed into Harlem, landing in an alleyway only a block away from the meeting point, he went to a local deli and got himself two foot long cheesesteaks and then ate both of them on the walk over there. As he threw the wrapper into the trash he accidentally knocked into someone, considering who he was that person quickly ended up on the ground.
*Beep*
*Beep*
*Beep*
"Sorry man, you okay?" Make asked as he turned around to see a slender man in a blue long sleeve and a baseball cap.
The man on the ground forced a smile onto his face clearly hiding the pain. "I'm alright... you're pretty strong," he said as he rubbed his shoulder.
Mark reached down and helped him up. "I used to wrestle in high school," he said with a straight face. Humorous by the fact that Mark looked nearly as slender as he did under his baggy clothes. The man laughed as Mark lifted him up by his arm.
*beep*
*beep*
*beep*
"Neat watch you got there," Mark said looking at the man's wrist.
"I have low blood pressure," he replied.
Mark nodded before asking if he was okay again and then heading off to his meeting with the real estate agent.
...
Walking into the coffee shop they were due to meet at it was pretty busy so finding her wasn't going to be easy. To be fair even if it wasn't it would've been difficult, all he had was her name and that she'd be wearing a white blouse with a black skirt and tights. Scanning the cafe he managed to see someone fitting that description, though honestly he doubted it could be her.
Shining hair cascading down her face and back in red wavy curls, plump lips, slim but sharp jaw, emerald green eyes. Mark wasn't even going to look down cause he knew their business talks would be pretty awkward If he was sitting there with a massive erection. Moving over to him she turned her head and smiled before waving him over.
"Natalie Romana?" Mark said slightly unsure as he approached her.
(AN: Just to let you know Natalie Romana is totally OC she's not who you think she is, trust me bro. Though it would be pretty funny if that was the twist, though it's entirely possible that is the twist.)
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