Chapter 17- The Flight Back
Natasha could not have been happier that there was finally another girl on the team. Wanda was certainly a nice girl to be around once they got over the initial awkwardness of becoming friends considering they'd first met in battle and with Wanda's magic drumming up all kinds of not so pleasant things for Natasha to relive. They'd gotten past it all though, in time, and now things all felt a lot better. But But there was more than just the chance for female companionship that had Natasha feeling so relieved there was someone else around. Somewhere along the line, it had become a facet of the team's post-mission briefing that Natasha helped the boys blow off some steam, and the post-mission blowbang had become an almost ritualistic mess of frustration for her to try and deal with.
The new team didn't bring on any changes to that tradition, but lightened her workload considerably. No longer was it five guys to one girl, but four guys to two girls. She'd told Wanda all about how things were going to be, leaving out how glad she was that she didn't have to suck off five guys all vying for her mouth without much in the way of patience, and Wanda was fairly okay with the idea of letting herself get involved in that sort of mess, to Natasha's relief; she wasn't exactly about to make Wanda do anything like that herself. At some point Wanda had even been paid a visit by the boys, and Natasha never got details about it, but she was fairly certain Wanda had taken her first blowbang before the wheels ever went up.
Within a few months it had become so normal that Natasha could hardly even remember the times of five-on-one clusterfucks, not that the four-on-two were all that much less chaotic. The flight back home went the same way, Natasha and Wanda ending up back to back on their knees as Steve, Sam, Rhodey, and Vision stood in front of her. Four big, rock hard cocks shoved into the girls' faces, demanding attention and leaving little mystery or subtlety about what was expected of them. Which had become sort of exactly what they were used to; the girls wondered how much the tension was really the issue anymore, and how much they just worked themselves up waiting for the chance to get some head.
But they didn't say it out loud, as fingers wrapped around the cocks and they began to stroke eagerly, Vision and Sam standing in front of Natasha while Rhodey and Steve's cocks awaited Wanda's attention. Handjobs were always the best way to start off, to keep the guys all happy and avoiding tension--something Natasha was eternally grateful was possible, as she knew the lawless chaos of old. A quick, eager handjob was much easier, as Natasha settled in, ready to go.
"Think you boys can keep yourselves behaved this time?" Natasha asked, smirking brightly as she leaned forward to lick her way down Sam's cock slowly, her mouth teasing him along and riling up thoughts that had him wanting to do anything but remain behaved as she sank forward, eyes bright and eager as she watched him tense up. Natasha knew how to tease and how to drive someone mad if she really wanted to, and she could never help herself when it came to wanting to get them hot, even if it was almost inviting trouble upon herself in the process. She'd be making it harder in the process.
She drifted over to Vision's cock, giving it much the same treatment. He was the quietest of the bunch, rarely indulging in any sorts of dirty talk or blatant filth as he stood there and just did as the others did. As opposed to Sam, who noted, "Why would I ever want to behave if you always keep letting me do it?" The tease made Natasha smirk a bit, and just for that she decided to leave Sam jealous, only a few strokes of her tongue along Vision's cock into the treatment when she shoved suddenly down his cock. "Aw, well that's just not fair."
Fairness wasn't something Natasha was all that concerned about at all, and neither was Vision as the hot embrace of Natasha's mouth around his cock pulled him down deep. He groaned, his hand tightening onto the back of her head as she got right to work at sucking his cock down, and he was all too happy to let her keep this up, keeping steady as he noted to Sam, "If you would like to talk fairness, I can tell you precisely how much time you had in Wanda's mouth last mission and that it is almost a whole mi--"
"On second thought I think I'll just wait," Sam said, nodding quickly and brushing off Vision's comment. He didn't need to get sassed by a robot, or even worse to be accidentally sassed by a robot who had no idea what he was actually doing, and just had to settle for a moment for Natasha's hand while she took her sweet time in sucking Vision's cock and making him wait.
Natasha couldn't help herself. It was too much fun to leave him tense like that, to work her head back and forth in sucking the thick cock down, doubling down on the fun factor through the way she left Sam wanting. Her mouth embraced his cock firmly, a nice seal formed as she took comfort in the opportunity to keep her composure and do something properly for a moment, able to enjoy herself before control slipped away from her. Vision wasn't one to escalate like the others did, and she felt comfortable in taking a moment in light of that to control the situation and hold onto the faintest hope she could control herself, knowing there was only chaos to await her once things got rowdy. But still, she didn't leave Sam waiting too long, and the way he groaned so loudly in relief as she finally sucked his cock down was everything she could have wanted.
Maybe it was inexperience when it came to being thrown into the deep end, but Wanda wasn't a girl who knew how to hold back. She went fast and deep right away, not knowing about the more chaotic times Natasha had survived and not caring about holding onto any sense of control. In fact, she rather much liked to lose it a little bit, as she slurped both cocks down feverishly, sucking with unrelenting glee and showing off her overly eager treatment. She worked down deep, sucking Cap's cock down into her throat a little bit right off the bed, leaving it slick and slimy with her spit by the time she was done with it, pulling back and letting some strands of drool run down her lips as she worked her hand back and forth along the dick carelessly.
As she took Rhodey's cock into her mouth with the same speed and urgency, her hand worked along Steve's cock carelessly, spreading her spit out down the cock and working slowly down along the shaft. "You're doing great, Wanda," Steve said. He'd been dragged into this chaos by the others initially, but even still he was nothing but supportive when it came to these disasters. Wanda really didn't know how to deal with having someone be so supportive while fucking her mouth, but she took it in stride, happy he at least wasn't cruel about it. His words made her stroke a little harder, giving his cock what it deserved with a nice, rapid handjob as she slurped Rhodey down into her mouth next.
Down her throat he went, and Wanda always gagged on the dicks as they went down. She didn't shy away from it and didn't take it as a reason to be worried or afraid of any of it. She was happy to press on and let the pressure give her purpose and give her a reason to shove on, something to encourage her on as she sucked the cocks off. The guys always seemed to like it well enough too, which helped give her a good reason to keep it shoving on tirelessly, servicing the guys as well as she could and embracing the chaos of the situation. There was concern or care for what she had to do to get there or for how she was pushing on so shamelessly. She didn't have the time to, she just let it all happen, just embraced what was happening to her and let it happen, and that always worked out well enough for her to feel no shame about what she was doing.
Drool trickled down Wanda's chin and she didn't do anything to deal with it, her hands remaining firmly on the cocks as she let herself get carried away. Rhodey groaned and tightened fingers onto the back of her head, thankfully never feeling like he had to actually do much of anything to pull her down onto his cock or encourage her to take him down deeper, because Wanda was already completely out of control anyway. She was too far gone to begin with, bobbing her head feverishly as she deepthroated him without care, giving his cock the royal treatment and unwilling to stop or slow herself down. There was too much pleasure to be found in it to care, and they just embraced the madness as it stood.
Things had broken down quicker for Natasha than usual, and entirely on the weight of how Sam had decided he really wanted to fuck with her. Natasha's hands were down low now; she didn't need them anymore, because hands grabbed the back of her head. For someone so quiet and composed, Vision didn't have much of a problem at all with getting down deep into the insane bullshit, as he slammed his cock right down her throat, facefucking her relentlessly. A few hard, steady strokes were all he needed before he pulled back and Sam took over, shoving his cock right down too.
Spit bubbled up around her lips as she took the cock down, eyes shivering as she stared at Sam with a defiance entirely meant to make him fuck her face harder, because in truth she kind of did love this, as much as she was struggling to keep herself together. The fact that Natasha really, really liked rough oral probably had a lot to do with how the tradition had begun, and now she showed off a firmness and confidence that nothing could stop as she let them have their way with her mouth, struggling to keep herself under control as she took their roughness in stride. Plus, she'd taken worse, taken five-man blowbangs before where there were five cocks all vying to do this exact same to her throat, so Sam and Vision was almost easy, if anything.
But only kind of. She was still getting facefucked, after all. Still getting orally roughed up and used by the men and their wicked, wild aims. She struggled to hold herself together through it, struggled to hold onto the panic and frustration taking hold of her as she held herself tight together, enduring their worst no matter how bad it was. The cocks switched quickly back and forth between her mouth, forcing her to endure Sam's wicked and almost kind of vengeful treatment, but she took it in stride, hands tightening onto her thighs as she took their worst and showed off that she was perfectly in control, confident and ready to endure the madness no matter what it was. This wasn't where she was going to bend.
In contrast to Natasha's slow start and rough descent, Wanda had gone from a quick and throaty mess to something certainly not easy or light, but not nearly as all-out and insane. Two cocks pushed into her mouth at once, cramming into her mouth and fucking it at once with steady, shallow motions. Wanda took it as best she could, moaning and sucking on the big dicks even if she couldn't get her mouth to close right because of them, even if her jaw was open a bit too wide for comfort. It was all worth it as Steven and Rhodey shared her mouth, as she endured whatever they wanted to do to her like it was all so easy and simple. Even if it was anything but.
The guys thrust in steadily, careful and controlled as they pushed on, adoring the tightness of Wanda's mouth trying to accommodate both of them, and loving even more the way her tongue moved with such crazed, desperate motions to try and lick both dicks all over to the best of her abilities. Wanda was so out of control, so deep in a craven need to keep going and to push on that they really couldn't help themselves, giving up everything to keep feeling this and to keep losing themselves, loving the way she so completely lost control for the sake of pleasure. This was exactly what she craved, and she didn't hold back, pushing forward and urging them in a bit further, knowing she couldn't fit either cock that deep into her mouth but still wanting to do all she could to try and get them as deep in there as possible, greedy and hungry and having very little in the way of control or care for anything but a crazed need to lose herself.
Under varying levels of oral pressure and intensity, the guys found one thing in common as they lost themselves at the same time, Vision doing so working his hand back and forth while Sam ravaged Natasha's face as hard as he could. Sam made sure he was blowing his load all over her face too, leaving Natasha to take a massive double facial as she shivered and twisted in excited frustration before them, chin covered in drool that ran down her outfit and onto the floor. Wanda didn't pull back, leaving both cocks to erupt in her mouth, overfilling it with so much cum that it spilled out of her mouth before she could swallow it all down, leaving her shivering and gasping in excitement as she gulped down what she could and didn't mind too much if the rest made a mess of her.
Once they guys came, the girls shifted around, going from having their backs flush against the other to going face to face and shoving forward, letting their tensions vent out with a hot, sloppy kiss, one that involved plenty of licking up at the cum on the other and enjoying the chance of something a bit raw in the brief downtime. It wouldn't be too long, but the guys needed a second, and a sloppy, snowballing makeout session helped make for something insane to keep their momentum while the guys waited, as the girls weren't done yet at all. Wouldn't be until the guys had their fill and the girls were back in Natasha's room sharing a double-ended dildo, probably. That had become the way they blew off their own tension after the team blowbang.
They didn't get too long to kiss though, before cocks started to smack down against their faces and rub along them, a vulgar way to warn the girls that the guys were ready again. A good, hefty cockslapping was probably the most abrupt way Natasha had ever been asked for sex--and she'd been around--but she owned up to it, embracing the insanity as she got her mouth around the nearest cock and happily began to suck it down again, setting the cycle to begin anew and loving every second of it.