Of all the risks Natasha has taken to get herself off, this was by far the stupidest.
She must’ve been very horny when she got this idea. Not even her symbiote could talk her out of it. In fact her symbiote might be the only reason she hasn’t killed herself yet.
It all started when Nat slipped into Thor Odinson’s room on the Chimera to try and lift his hammer. He often left it on the Helicarrier when he wasn’t on a mission and was somewhere in the base (probably making use of the vending machine Stark built to dispense mead), so Nat decided to take the opportunity to see if she was worthy. She knew all the boys had tried it, their egos wouldn’t accept otherwise. She didn’t want them to know she was vain enough to give it a go, so she made sure she was alone. Plus she had her other boosting her strength, which was always helpful. But after five minutes of it not budging, not even when she used her legs to try and tilt it, she flopped onto the bed and huffed. “I guess I’m not worthy” she muttered jokingly.
“It’s a stupid hammer anyway. We can make our own hammer” her other whispered consolingly.
She smirked. They could, but we don’t need a hammer. She stared at it and tilted her head, that naughty idea springing to mind. “We got time” she whispered, unzipping her costume and having it retract around her groin.
She’d been playing this game where she would borrow something from her friends rooms and use it as a sex toy. He had used one of Clint’s arrows once, borrowed a set of Kimoyo beads from TChalla, found one of Tony’s special suit protocols which nearly got her caught and was five steps away from slipping away with Cap’s shield when the man found her. But masturbating with the fabled hammer, that was the grand prize. But only so long as she doesn’t get caught.
She brought her exposed pussy across the handle, the cold metal making her shiver in anticipation. She rubbed her clit against it, biting her lip as she carefully lowered down onto the handle. Her pussy stretched around it and she moaned, seeing how far she could go. Her symbiote helped her body adjust, keeping her from hurting herself. She realized she could probably take the whole handle if she wanted to. She crouched over the hammer, grinding her cunt up and down rubbing her clit too. She felt the same giddy excitement she would after a close call on a mission, that childish feeling of getting away with something they shouldn’t. She closed her eyes and smiled, circling her hips feeling an orgasm approaching.
“If you wanted to ride my hammer, you could’ve simply asked” a rumbling voice said, startling the distracted Russian. Her foot slipped and she fell down onto the hammer, the handle sinking all the way into her pussy. She grunted as she landed on the hammer itself, wincing as she was impaled on the strong metal. She felt the handle get lodged in her uterus, her body clamping around it tight. If not for her symbiote she would be hemorrhaging. “Apologies. I didn’t mean to startle you” Thor said, stepping into his room closing the door behind him.
She looked up at the Asgardian god, flushing red in embarrassment. Her outfit had fallen open, her breasts on display for all to see. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eye as she tried to stand up. However she found herself stuck on the hammer, unable to get enough purchase to lift herself off. Her face turned even redder. Little help? She asked her other. She was mortified when it fell silent.
“Would you like a hand?” Thor offered, stepping forward offering a hand. Nat couldn’t bring herself to look at him. She didn’t want to see the amused look on his face. She reached out and managed to grab his arm, grimacing as she tried to pull herself up only for her body to clamp tighter in refusal. “Do not worry. You are not the first to find themselves stuck in a compromising position” he chuckled.
“Please don’t tell anyone” she begged, showing a rare moment of vulnerability. “Last thing I want is to have Tony hold this over me.”
“Your secret is safe Natasha” Thor promised. He crouched down beside her, brushing her hair out of her flushed face. “Are you uncomfortable?”
“Yes” she replied honestly, shifting awkwardly unable to move.
He looked down at her body, his eyes gazing over her exposed chest and pussy. He wasn’t blind, she was of course attractive, but he had seen many attractive mortals in his lifetime so she was but another. That didn’t mean he wasn’t tempted by her presence however. “Are you in pain?”
She looked down shook her head. Her other was keeping her numb, altering her body so she didn’t feel too much discomfort. “I’m sorry” she whispered ashamed.
He smirked in bemusement, reaching out to stroke her cheek and gently turn her face to look at him. “Maybe next time you are in need of company, I can be of service instead of Mjolnir” he offered.
She couldn’t help but laugh, nodding silently still feeling mortified. That feeling faded a little when the God leaned down and captured her lips with him, kissing her delicately. She opened her eyes and finally met his gaze, a flutter in her stomach she wasn’t sure was from butterflies or the hammer lodged in her womb. “I can’t move” she whispered, her body shivering each time she shifted a millimeter.
Thor smirked, rising up from his crouch to stand over her. When he reached out his hand she went to take it, except he wasn’t offering it to her. She gasped as the hammer levitated off the ground, pushing against the roof of her uterus as she was lifted up with it. She clung to the metal head tightly, whimpering as the electricity humming inside of it stimulated her cunt. She rose until her toes were scraping the floor, the hammer bringing her eye level with the God of Thunder. She shivered as his hand brushed her cheek again, reaching behind her head to take hold of her red hair and pull her into a lusty kiss. She was in no position to fight it, the Russian spy at the God’s mercy as his other hand groped her exposed chest. Her other suggested she deserved this, for sneaking into his room to play with his toys. She moaned as her swinging legs brushed her clit against the metal getting a small electric shock from the lightning. “Please” she whimpered desperately, the discomfort starting to become painful.
“Hold still” Thor whispered, wrapping his arm around her pulling her closer. Her boobs pressed against his breastplate and she couldn’t help but stare at his broad shoulders as she wrapped her arms around them for support. Once he had a firm grip on her the hammer began to descend and she moaned as it was dislodged from her cervix. She shook and spasmed until the handle was extracted, a wave of emptiness joining the relief she felt once it was removed. Her symbiote was quick to mend any damage done, leaving her cunt as tight as it should be. She hung onto Thor’s shoulders as her feet dangled over the hammer as it landed on the floor with a thud. “Better?” He asked quietly.
“Yes” she whispered, tears falling down her cheeks as she hugged the tall man. She didn’t care how it looked, she was beyond humiliated, but she vowed never to shove an asgardian hammer in her pussy again. She turned her face to Thor, red faced, quietly begging “please don’t tell anyone about this.”
“You’re secret is safe” he repeated.
She sighed, leaning forward giving him a grateful kiss on the lips. “Thank you” she whispered.
“The offer still stands, if you still require company” he said.
She looked down at her bruised pussy, feeling like it had been destroyed despite her other’s repairs. “I think it’ll be a while until I’m ready for visitors down there” she laughed.
Thor smirked, gently reaching down to cup her bum with his hands. “I’ve always found a different approach more pleasing” he said.
Natasha peeked over her shoulder, down his arms to see his palms squeezing her ass. Anticipation made her insides ache as she bit her lip. I suppose I do owe you one.
She felt unsteady on her feet. Fortunately the firm mattress was comfortable as she climbed onto her hands and knees, her ass hanging invitingly in the air for Odinson as he disrobed out of his armor. Natasha waited patiently, taking the time to catch her breath and enjoy the emptiness in her cunt. Thanks for you help, by the way she scowled to her other.
“It got us the gods cock, did it not?” It replied smugly.
She scoffed, shaking her head as Thor’s hands crept over her backside. She shivered as electricity tingled on his fingertips, his beard tickling her skin as his lips kissed her shoulders. Her costume slithered all the way under her skin, leaving her completely naked for the God of Thunder. “You have a fine body Natasha” Thor whispered.
She felt his erection brush up her thigh and looked between them to gasp at his member. “And you have a big cock” she replied. “Are you sure it’ll fit inside my small mortal ass?”
He laughed playfully, cupping her breasts giving it a squeeze. “If you can handle Mjolnir, you can handle me” he said, guiding his cock to her puckered back door.
She worried about lubrication, but her other moistened her passage before he penetrated her. She gasped still, wishing she had sucked him off first. “Oh God” she moaned, her ass stretching around him forming a seal that squeezed him tight. “Fuck.”
“Are you uncomfortable?” He asked, leaning down to kiss her neck as he massaged her boobs.
She took a moment to adjust to him and turned her head smiling. “Definitely not” she said, arching her back to run her hands through his blonde hair. He smiled, pulling her face to give her a kiss as he lifted her up to his chest. She reclined against him feeling like a goddess as he thrust his dick into her ass, fucking her steadily enjoying the way she massaged him. She bit her lip and moaned, enjoying the way he touched her and made her feel special. Fuck, no wonder gods get so much pussy she thought. “Harder” she gasped.
“Are you sure?”
“Harder!” She said, bending over bracing herself on the bed. He took her hips and did as she asked, increasing his pace as he pounded her from behind. She moaned and growled clutching the bed, rocking her hips against him taking his cock in her ass. It felt good to be fucked and fucked right, pounded by a god. She screamed as she came, her climax making her abused cunt hurt but she pushed through it. It felt good and she wanted more. “Fuck yes!” She cried, feeling like one of Thors lovesick groupies. “fuck it, turn me around. I want to suck your cock and have you cum on my face.”
Thor chuckled at the brazen lusty look on the woman’s face as she twisted around and pulled him in, wrapping her heavenly lips around his dick sucking his hard. He warned her when he was close and she pulled away, pumping him with both hands until he ejaculated over her face and titis. She collapsed on the bed in a mess, looking very sexy and hot in this position. “You are quite a woman Natasha” Thor praised, leaning down to kiss her one last time as she lounged on his bed. He reluctantly pulled his clothes back on and picked up his hammer, explaining “I have to be somewhere. I’ll see you when I return.”
“I’ll be here. Hopefully” she replied, content to fall asleep in his bed until he returns. He left her in his room to curl up, a satisfied smirk on her face as her symbiote licked up the semen soaking into her skin. “The next time we want sex toys, we make our own” she whispered.
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