Monica was very eager as she joined Carol in front of the bed. “Are you going take me in hand, Aunt Carol?” She teased.
Carol flashed a smirk at the woman, taking her arm and pulling her close enough to capture her lips with hers. She couldn’t explain why the use of the word aunt in this context aroused her, but she didn’t question it too much as she explored the black woman’s fit body with her hands. Monica purred as she felt up her half naked body in return, pressing herself against her as she made out with the powerful woman.
She had been teasing her all day and now she was going to be rewarded for it. Carol took her waist and spun her around, wrapping her arms around her as she whispered in her ear. “You’ve been a really naughty girl” she said, her palm squeezing her butt. Monica bit her lip as she nodded unapologetically. “I suppose you want me to punish you, don’t you?”
“Yes Aunt Carol” she gasped, waiting for her to start spanking her ass.
Carol kneaded her bottom a moment before deciding she wouldn’t give her what she wanted. Or she would, just not the way she expected. She reached up and unzipped the tight outfit she was wearing, peeling it off her body swiftly. Monica gasped in surprise as she found herself naked in seconds. Then she moaned as Carol molested her body and got her blood pumping. “You’ve grown up so much” Carol remarked wistfully.
“More than you might think” she replied, squeezing her plump breasts and rocking her wide hips. Carol kissed her shoulder and neck, savoring the woman Monica had grown into. Monica turned her head so she could meet her lips with hers and share a kiss before Carol slipped a hand between her thighs to seek out her pussy. “Oh yes. I’ve wanted this for so long” Monica sighed.
“How long?” Carol asked curiously.
“Long enough” she confessed, grabbing her hand and rubbing it between her legs. She rolled her head against Carol’s shoulder as she fingered her standing up, her other hand massaging her breast until the black woman was moaning with white hot pleasure.
Kamala managed to sit up on the bed once she caught her breath, still buzzing from the incredible orgasm she had experienced. While she sat back to recover, she watched the two older women play with each other and bit her bottom lip in enjoyment. This is so cool she thought, wishing she had her laptop to write all of this down in real time. She was already working hard to commit as much of this adventure to memory as she could. The adventures of Ms Marvel and Captain Marvel, guest starring Spectrum, was taking a raunchy turn.
Carol got some dangerous delight in fucking the daughter of her best friend, fingering her to an orgasm which left her gushing over her hand. Monica bounced back quickly, spinning around and making out with her passionately. “Fuck me” she breathed.
“I thought I just did” Carol laughed.
“Fuck me again” she pleaded, wrestling her down onto the floor to kiss her boobs and suck on her nipples.
Her hands ripped Carol’s panties off and the blonde gasped as her enthusiasm. She wrestled control back to herself, rolling her over pinning her down, holding herself back until the woman had calmed down. “You’re even more excitable than Kamala” she whispered.
“Can you blame me?” Monica laughed. “Who wouldn’t want to have sex with Captain Danvers?”
A shiver of anticipation rippled down Carol’s spine at those words. Captain Danvers, not Captain Marvel. Snapshots of memories from before her time with the Kree flooded her mind, when she was an air force pilot, working alongside Monica’s mother and her mentor, Mar’Vel. Emotions she hadn’t realized were connected to those memories buried in her subconscious ignited and Carol’s eyes filled with lust. Monica saw the hunger in her expression and grinned, lunging forward so they could both feast on each other.
Kamala gasped as she felt the intensity of the attraction between these two women reach a new level. She brought her legs up and parted her knees so she could rub herself while Carol and Monica battled for dominance with their tongues, their hands groping everything within reach. The next thing she knew their hips were vibrating and they were scissoring each other on the floor, rubbing their pussies together while they threw their heads back and growled, staring into each others eyes. Kamala was glad she wasn’t stuck between these two lionesses right now, lest she get mauled to death.
The fire roaring between their loins erupted as they ground their bodies together, racing to see who could finish first. In the end the battle came to a draw as both Marvels climaxed at the same instant. The animalistic lust that overtook them passed as they panted heavily, bracing themselves on their arms as their chests heaved. It only took a minute for them to recover. They spent the whole minute staring at each other, basking in the afterglow of the orgasm ready to go again.
“That was intense” Monica remarked, catching her breath and looking inquisitively at the blonde woman. “Where did you go?”
Carol wasn’t sure, but she guessed there were more memories she’d yet to unlock. She looked forward to find out. But first she had new memories to make as she looked up and caught Kamala masturbating on the bed. “Enjoying the show from up there?” She asked.
Kamala turned head and hid her hand between her legs, but she nodded all the same.
Carol and Monica shared a smirk before climbing back onto the bed. “We don’t want you to feel left out, do we?” Monica said, crawling over and pecking her on the lips. Carol did the same on the other side, kissing her shoulder prying her hand out from her pussy. She was delighted to find her fingers glistening with arousal, leaning in to lick them clean and taste the girl again. Kamala stared at her in amazement. “I think it’s Kamala’s turn to show us what she can do” Monica suggested.
Carol looked at the shy young woman and smiled. “Only if she wants to” she said.
Kamala looked at them both, fixing mostly on Captain Marvel. She knew she’d never get another chance for this, so she nodded excitedly. The others grinned, moving up to share a kiss with the young woman. “Why don’t you take a seat up here and I’ll help Kamala get ready” Monica suggested, motioning for Carol to take the girl’s place propped against the pillows. Carol got herself settled in and spread her legs in anticipation while Monica guided Kamala between them where she knelt down nervously. “I hope you were paying attention” Monica whispered.
Kamala gazed at Carol’s womanhood and felt very overwhelmed. “I’ve never done anything like this before” she said.
“You’ll be fine” Monica said, stroking her back as she gave her a reassuring smile. “Just try to do what Carol did to you. And if all else fails, just follow your instincts. Try not to overthink it” she advised. Her eyes dropped curiously to her bracelet, which Kamala had forgotten she was still wearing. “I wonder how good your hard light constructs are coming along” she wondered, a playful twinkle in her eyes.
Kamala looked down at her bracelet and shied away when Monica’s fingers tapped the metal inquisitively. Carol sat up and cautiously warned Monica “don’t scare her.”
Monica shrugged. “Maybe another time, Ms Marvel” she whispered, kissing her cheek planting the suggestion.
Kamala glanced at her bracelet. The thought of using her powers in such a way hadn’t occurred to her until now. She shook her head before it could fester, though she was sure she’d be having wet dreams about glowing cocks and toys and tentacles when she got home. She turned her attention back to Carol, who was looking at her patiently. “Don’t let what she said intimidate you. Just kiss me like you would up here” she instructed, leaning forward to share a soft kiss for reference. Kamala nodded, waiting until she had laid back before crawling down and shuffling between her thighs. She ran her fingers over her pussy hesitantly, watching her lips part as they dropped in arousal. She swallowed hard, trying not to freak out that she was about to eat out Captain Marvel.
Please don’t let me screw this up she prayed.
Carol could see the nerves and excitement in her protégé as she hesitantly leaned forward, kissing her pussy awkwardly for the first time. She watched her silently, letting her get comfortble with touching another woman for the first time. Monica watched too, sitting beside Carol as they observed Kamala clumsily work her way through the motions. “We’re we this innocent once?” Monica asked.
“I wasn’t” Carol chuckled, shushing her so she could focus on Kamala’s performance. She might be new at this, but she was a fast learner. Her nervous pecks soon gave way to soft licks and experimental sucks as she found her clit and teased it. “That’s it Kamala” Carol moaned, stroking her head brushing the hair from her eyes when she looked up. “Don’t be afraid to take it slow at first. You’ll know when to speed up.”
Kamala wasn’t sure what that meant. But as she worked her over slowly, she noticed Carol’s body reacted differently over time. She leaked more and her lips pulsed more unevenly. She discovered she could begin to read her body language and licked faster in response.
Carol moaned in approval as she shifted in her seat. “Good girl. Now take your fingers and stroke my folds. Yes, just like that. Now gently feel around with them until you find the opening. That’s where you can insert them one at a time. Yes, perfect. Well done Kamala.”
Kamala felt her finger get sucked into Carol’s body as soon as it went in. She marveled at the feeling of her slick walls wrapping around it. She followed her instructions and gently thrust it in and out, twisting a bit while she kissed and sucked on her clit. When she felt it loosen, she knew she should add a second finger. So she did and Carol moaned in approval. Kamala got a huge rush from this. She was fingering her idol, and she was loving it. She looked up and got a thumbs up from Monica, which made her giddy. “What now?”
“Just keep doing that” Carol breathed, falling against the pillows breathing more erratically.
“Looks like you’re about to make Captain Marvel cum” Monica said, playing with the woman’s breasts while watching her lose herself. She flashed a smirk to Kamala, suggesting she try curling her fingers upwards.
Kamala bit her lip and carefully twisted her hand around, rubbing her bait with her other hand and bending her fingers inside of her. She felt her fingertips brush her walls and Carol gasped. She froze, worried she did the wrong thing, but the woman grabbed her head and shoved her against her pussy screaming “don’t stop!” Kamala obeyed, sucking on her clit while brushing her insides faster. She felt Carol’s body shake harder and more vigorously until she clenched her walls around her fingers, a flood of juices leaking out as she cried out in pleasure. Her fingers pulled at her hair as she tugged the girl against her, not letting go until the climax passed and she slumped against the bed.
Kamala extracted herself from Captain Marvel’s cunt and wiped her mouth, looking up at the panting woman anxiously. “Was…was that okay?” She asked.
Carol caught her breath and looked up at her, sitting up with a big smile on her face. “More than okay” she said proudly. “Thank you, Ms Marvel.”
Kamala blushed at the praise, over the moon. I just gave Captain Marvel an orgasm. This is the best day ever!
“Good job Kamala” Monica praised, giving her a high five. She turned to Carol next. “Now I’m in desperate need for some saving. Help me Captain Marvel” she pleaded.
Carol shook her head in bemusement, sitting up and eying the horny astronaut. She shot a glance to Kamala. “What do you think Ms Marvel? Does this woman deserve our help?”
Kamala giggled as she shuffled up beside her. “It’s our duty to help anyone in distress” she replied.
Carol nodded, begrudgingly. “Very well. Fear not Captain Rambeau, your pussy is in good hands” she said, stepping up and pushing Monica onto her back so she could open her legs for her. Monica cheered as Carol wasted no time in eating her out. “Ms Marvel, be a dear and go sit on her face while I work on the problem down here” she added.
Kamala blinked, thinking she’d misheard her. “Yes Ms Marvel, I need you on my mouth” Monica called in mock desperation.
Kamala looked at Carol, who nodded encouragingly. She grinned and crawled over and mounted Monica’s face. The woman guided her down until her pussy was over her mouth, her tongue licking at her making the girl gasp in surprise. “Oh my god!” She muttered.
Carol looked up and watched the astonishment cross the girls face as she shuddered atop of Monica, her hands falling onto her breasts for support as she was eaten out. “Now you can decide who licks pussy the best” she joked, devouring her nieces pussy with equal gusto.
Kamala got really turned on watching Carol lick Monica’s pussy. But feeling her tongue explore her in a different was was driving her crazy. Of course she didn’t want to tell them that Captain Marvel was still the best in her opinion, but damn if Monica wasn’t working hard to change her mind. She moaned heavily as she orgasmed over her mouth, leaking her cum onto her face before climbing off to look down at her. Monica gasped as Carol made her cum next, her legs wrapping around her head in ecstasy. Once she was able to get free Carol crawled up and shared a steamy kiss with both women, pulling them into another three way kiss.
It was indeed a long journey back as the three Marvels explored each other thoroughly. Kamala was mostly along for the ride as Monica and Carol took her on a rollercoaster of carnal pleasure. She sat against Monica’s sexy body as the woman fingered her through several orgasms, her body shaking so much she thought she was going to melt. Carol was always there to comfort her, with some hot kiss and gentle touches when she wasn’t also teaching her how to finger Monica from behind or play with the sensitive spots on her body. She noticed the two women shared a deeper connection that she could hope to gleam, their shared history bringing a level of intimacy that turned the air electric. Whenever she was resting/recovering she was greeted with the sight of the two of them making out or fucking, their most arousing moment when they licked each other in a sixty-nine position, devouring each other until they both climaxed at the same time.
Captain Marvel proved to be an attentive teacher, to both her students. She would dominate both girls routinely, though Monica would try to top the blonde woman often. She demonstrated her superiority by pleasuring both Kamala and Monica at the same time, sometimes side by side while she toyed with their bodies. Her hands would play their cunts like musical instruments while they moaned or writhed or kissed each other, driven mad by pleasure. The one time Monica got the best of her was by pinning her down so she could eat her ass, but only because Kamala helped distracted her by giving Carol something of hers to munch on.
Kamala was getting better at sex the longer they spent together. Her confidence grew over time and eventually she was taking the initiative on her peers, rubbing their bodies while they made out, diving between their legs when the opportunity arose, working with her teammates to double up on their partners. She worked with Monica to suck on Carol’s tits while they fingered her pussy, making her gush in a soft orgasm. The hottest, in her opinion, was when she was on her knees in front of Monica, who was standing over her, with her mouth pleasuring her pussy. She clung to her knees as she licked her, staring up at the woman as she panted and moaned, her fingers curled into her dark hair. She might’ve had both hands holding her head if her other hand was also gripping the blonde locks of Captain Marvel, who was spreading her ass cheeks to lick her anus. Monica screamed as the two Marvels DP’d her with their tongues, her hips quivering as she orgasmed twice in the span of a minute. Kamala couldn’t hide the grin between her thighs as she considered this the best team-up with her idol ever.
After many orgasms, position, lessons and hours, the three women fell back onto the bed breathless. Exhaustion had finally overcome Kamala as she colapsed onto her back heaving, staring at the ceiling covered in sweat and cum. Carol and Monica slumped to the bed next to her, tired as well but not as much. They were used to vigorous sex. Carol sat against the pillows looking at the Muslim girl as she caught her breath, asking her “are you okay?”
“Holy shit” she gasped, as if just realizing the last few hours hadn’t been a dream. A wide grin of disbelief crossed her face. “It doesn’t feel real” she whispered.
“It will when you wake up tomorrow and your bits ache” Monica laughed, reclining opposite her next to Carol. “You did good, kid. Not bad for your first time.”
Kamala blinked, her grin getting wider. “Shit! It was! I completely forgot. It all just…” she rolled over and looked at Carol with great affection. “Thank you, both of you, for being my first. Or, not first, I guess…” she muttered.
Carol leaned in and kissed the girl on the cheek. “A better memory to look back on?” She asked. The girl smiled and nodded enthusiastically. “If you ever want to practice some more, I’m always happy to help” she added.
“Same here” Monica nodded.
Kamala grinned, grateful to have mentors like them. She snuggled up against Carol, stifling a yawn asking “how much longer do we have?”
Carol checked the dashboard across the room. “Another two hours.”
“I think the poor girls too exhausted for another two hours of sex Ed lessons” Monica remarked as Kamala zonked out the moment her head feel against Carol’s shoulder. The girl snored softly, snuggled against her hero hugging her for warmth. Carol didn’t move, not wanting to disturb her, a little worn out herself. Monica helped pull the covers over the three of them before shuffling up next to the woman. “For the record…I didn’t always want to sleep with you” she told her.
“No?” Carol asked, eyebrow raised. “When did childish admiration turn to lust then?”
“Around the time I got old enough to realize that it would quite a boon to say I had sex with Captain Marvel.”
“Even if Captain Marvel was also your Aunt Carol?”
“Admit it, me calling you aunt turns you on” she teased.
Carol shook her head. She couldn’t explain it, but she was right. She kissed the blank woman and rested her head against hers, closing her eyes to rest for the next two hours.
“So when are you going to tell us how you and that Valkyrie chick hooked up?” Monica asked curiously.
Carol let out a long sigh.
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