Message-ID: <18795eli$9901220038@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: see@below.for.e-mail (Dimitri M) Subject: (Dimitri) Age Of Onslaught : Preview (Marvel Universe) m/f in this preview, much more in full story! Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: Text/Plain; charset=US-ASCII X-Authentication-Warning: philabs-gw.philabs.research.philips.com: smap set sender to using -f Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <76l362$pn2$2@newsource.ihug.co.nz> The Age Of Onslaught is the very large sequel to my Marvel epic - Herald Of Armageddon - and has taken a very long time to write. Happily I am now only a week or so from having the final copy finished (including spellcheck and proofreading) and I'll be posting it to A.S.S and A.S.S.M just after I send it out to the members of my mailing list. This preview is to whet your appetite, since the actual story size and number of chapters (I always break it down into parts!) is quite daunting, and I want you to read this story!!!! If you like it or want to make an inquiry about anything to do with my stories, mailing list (free and private!) or anything in particular, drop me a line at : dimitri_resides@hotmail.com And remember, you must be of the legal age required to view pornography in your country and or state to read this story. Age of Onslaught (Preview) - A Sequel to Herald Of Armageddon When Quicksilver read Penthouse Forum, he snorted at some of the claims made by the letterwriters. "Sex for fifteen minutes?" he would laugh,"Yeah right!" Unfortunately it was a claim his wife, Crystal, could understand only too well. Pietro Maximoff, known as Quicksilver to the world, had a mutant ability that, like so many, was both blessing and curse. He was a speedster, capable at moving of speeds up to and exceeding the speed of sound. His life was constantly moving at speeds beyond comprehension by normal humans. To him, justing having someone say hello seemed to take interminably long, and it was almost impossible to have a conversation with him because the gaps between normal words seemed so long to him that he thought the other person had finished talking and would cut in. When eating as slow as possible he would often finish before others had started. It was a wonder he'd managed to get through thier wedding ceremony without yelling at the minister to hurry things up. Tonight he had promised to 'take things slow' and she found herself wondering if this would be like the wonderful night of thier honeymoon. On that night he had fucked her hard for twenty minutes at an incredible speed, making her cum several times in a couple of minutes due to the friction against her clit alone. Then, his metabolism being what it was, he'd recovered within a few minutes and repeated the act. That night they made love seven times and by dawn she felt like she'd been fucked by a freight train. He smiled at her, taking her wrist in his hand and lifting her palm up, kissing it slowly, gently. "My love," he said with a smile and she felt her heart skip a beat, he still had a wild effect on her. He slowly (even for a normal person) began to kiss up her arm, sliding the sleeve of her nightgown up as he went. As he raised his head from her upper arm and kissed at her bare neck, she could feel his other hand, which had a grace and dexterity no matter what they were doing, undoing the button on the gown. As she moaned happily she felt her nightgown slide down her body into a pile at her feet. The air was cool and refreshing on her naked body, the light breeze coming through the open window bringing up goosebumps over her body. She felt a thrill rush through her, her nerves fired up by a mixture of her husband's lips and the cool air over her body. Kissing down the slopes of her breasts he spent several seconds, and what seemed like an eternity to him, lightly kissing and sucking her erect nipples. He dropped to his knees, his lips quickly moving down her smooth, narrow waist and coming to a rest just above her light brown pussy hair. Yet another thrilling sensation rushed through Crystal's body as Pietro slid his graceful fingers up between her thighs, parted her pussylips and blew lightly on them. Her cuntlips quivered, almost as if in anticipation of what she knew was coming. With a smile flitting across his face, Pietro teased her by lightly blowing on and kissing her outside cuntlips, then flicking the tip of his tongue over her pink lips. He slid it from side to side, hitting her inner lips lightly, not pressing into her but coming close, driving the Inhuman beauty wild with desire. She moaned happily, wanting to yell at him to huryy it up, to tongue fuck as hard and fast as he could. But she didn't, knowing that as hard and fast as he could would probably make her pussy smoke. Instead, she contented herself with sliding her fingers between his white hard and gripping both side of his head. She pushed forward lightly, pushing his tongue forward into her. He took the hint and drove his tongue deep inside of her pussy, ramming along the underside of her clit as parting her tight little pussy with his hard, pointed tongue. Crystal's body quivered and she moaned happily, grinding her hips forward into his face. The son of Magneto's tongue slid in out of her, hard and pointed like a little dildo. Pushing forward it slid alongside her tight little cuntwalls, his nose pressing firmly against her clitoris. He lifted his head up and down slightly so that her clit was getting stimulated even as he tongue fucked her pussy. Her moans and cries of passion had been steadily increasing as he ate out her pussy, now she let out a cry of joy and came, her juices flooding over his tongue and into his mouth, running down his chin and dripping down to the ground. Her hands gripped down tight on his head and she slammed her hips forward, driving Pietro's face deep between her thighs. He continued to slide his tongue in and out, occasionally pulling nearly all the way out and sliding the tip of his tongue up and down her parted, juicy cuntlips. After sucking up as much of his wife's pussyjuice as he could, he pulled his face - dripping with her juices - away fron her cunt and grinned up at her. He stood and slid one arm around her waist, then leaned forward and kissed her. She could taste her own juices on his tongue as it slid between her lips and she eagerly sucked on it. He lowered her to the ground, the plush carpet soft and yeilding on her body. She parted her legs eagerly, raising her hips up and begging him to fuck her. He dropped to his knees once again, then moved forward and grabbed his cock in hand. Guiding his long, lean dick forward he pressed it against the opening to her cunt and held it there. Then he positioned himself so he lay over her, his face to hers, his chest to her breasts, and his cock to her cunt. With an eager groan echoed by Crystal, he pushed forward and his cock pressed in, parting her tight cunt and sliding into her. "Ahhhh," he moaned happily,"Tight." She giggled happily in post-orgasmic bliss, loving the feel of his cock inside of her pussy. She smiled slyly at him and contracted her cuntmucles, causing her pussy to clamp down on his cock for a few seconds. Pietro grunted as he felt her pussy gripping down hard on his cock. He grinned down at her, her body coated in a light sheen, making her skin seem to glisten. Her breasts heaved up and down as he began pumping in and out. He loved watching her tits bounce as he fucked her, slow at first, then faster and faster. He would pull out almost to the point of complete withdrawal, then he slammed back as deep into her as he could, cramming as much of his cock into her as he could. He gripped her plump, milky white breasts in his hands and began squeezing and kneading them as he pumped his cock in and out of her tight, wet, clasping pussy. She moaned happily as she looked down the length of her body at his cock ramming in and out of her hot little snatch. Once more she could feel that familiar heat building up within in her body as another orgasm approached. He had certainly kept his word, fucking her at normal speed like must be incredibly difficult for him and she was appreciating every last second of it. "Feels so good," she moaned, her hands sliding over his lean, muscular chest,"Fuck me, fuck me Pietro!" She tried to hold off cumming, loving the feel of his cock slamming in and out of her cunt, rasping against her clit and adding to the pleasure building up in her body. Pietro's face was clenched down tight, he was struggling not to go too fast, wanting to give her more pleasure, wanting her to cum again. But he could only handle so much, his body was screaming to fuck her faster and unconsciously he was speeding up, which was causing the sensations throughout her body to increase. Crystal began bucking her hips up and down, slamming her cunt as hard against his cock as she could. She was screaming at him to fuck her, fuck herfuckherfuckherfuckfuckfuckfuck! Pietro's eyes bugged out of his head as he felt her cunt clamp down hard around his cock once more. This time, however, it didn't let go. As he continued to pull out and push in, the friction incredible now due to the tightness of her orgasming cunt, and without warning his body took over. He slammed in and out of her faster and faster, speeding up and causing the friction in Crystal's cunt to increase as she came, sending her pleasure centers into overdrive. "YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" she squealed as her juices exploded from her cunt. "GNNNGGHHHHYYYESSS!!!" he grunted and came, slamming his hips forward one last time, burying every last inch deep into her cunt as his sperm shot into her womb. His body finally relaxed and he fell forward. A few seconds later he rolled off her body and lay down next to her. "Pietro," she moaned. "Yes?" he asked after a few seconds. "Get a pen and paper," she said,"And write that letter to Penthouse Forum." Captain America broke off the communique, Fury - recently returned from the dead - hadn't been able to tell him anything about Operation Zero Tolerance. It didn't surprise him really, once the whole Magnus affair had finished he'd made instant contact with his Government connections, trying to find out anything he could about the operation he'd first become aware of when they'd intefered after thier battle with the so-called mutant son of Apocalypse, Holocaust. "Computer, Initiate search..." he started, but was cut off by an alarm. "Warning, mutagenic signature registered breaching security zone." Captain America frowned, the mutants in the team - Quicksilver, and now The Beast - were registered within the computer so as not to set off the alarm. "On screen," he said. On screen a familiar figure appeared, Storm of The X-Men, she looked exhausted and close to panic. As he watched she dipped in midair, tried to correct herself, failed and crashed to the ground. 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