'I am the writer...

I am your guide through these vast lewd realities.

Follow me and ponder the question...

Who With?'

''Kamala, chill! It's not that bad!''

The responsive glare from Kamala Khan was so intense that it could have cracked the screen on her laptop.

''Not that bad?'' Kamala yelled before pacing around her room frantically. ''Zoe, I posted smut about Carol Danvers and me!''

Kamala felt her stomach sink after saying that out loud. She wanted to pinch her arm for the tenth time to make sure that this wasn't a nightmare. Unfortunately for her, this was very real. All she wanted to do was post a new chapter of her Avengers as Shawarma Place employees AU's. It had been a while since she last updated; her readers were expecting something new from her. She struggled throughout the day to finalize everything. A glance at her watch showed her that it was a few minutes past three in the morning. In her frantic bid to post the chapter, she failed to notice that she had submitted the wrong file…a less safe-for-work file.

By the time she had realized what had happened, she saw that the new chapter had already accumulated a dozen hits. She almost destroyed her laptop as she desperately hurried to remove the chapter before the damage could go from bad to catastrophic. Once she had fixed the issue, she was left staring at her laptop with dread etched across her face. It didn't take long for Zoe to video call her after she had received a notification about the new chapter and found it to be very different from the way she expected.

''Technically, it was smut about Captain and Ms Marvel…''

''What difference does that make? Not only does she know my secret superhero identity, she knows my secret fanfiction secret identity. She's subscribed to my profile. That smut fic is going to end up in her feed and she'll see it and read it and probably toss me into the stratosphere!''

Zoe had to think quickly to calm her friend as it looked like she was on the verge of tearing her hair out. ''It was well-written.''

''I appreciate your kind praise, but now is not the time.'' Kamala sighed. ''Every time I get an email notification my heart sinks that it's from Carol. Then, I get annoyed when it's just an anonymous comment asking when is the next update even though I literally just posted…''

''Look, you spotted your mistake and fixed it. The smut fic was only up for a couple of minutes before you switched it to the correct one. For all we know, Carol was halfway across the galaxy when it happened.''

It took a moment, but slowly, Kamala felt her nerves easing as she gave Zoe's words some thought. ''You know what? I think you're right. She's too busy being an awesome superhero to blitz through my fanfiction the second I post an update.''

Zoe nodded. ''Exactly. She probably didn't even notice. Plus, now that you've taken it down, she'll only get an error message. So, she won't get the chance read it.''

Taking a seat in the hopes that her legs wouldn't turn into jelly, Kalama pondered for a few seconds. ''Out of curiosity, which fic did I post by mistake?''

''There's more than one?''

''Zoe!''

''Well…I was only just getting to the good part, but it had Carol's costume getting blown off after pushing a star away from the Earth. She came back down to Earth in this forest where she ran into Kamala and…''

''Oh?'' Kamala shrugged. ''So, it was one of the tamer ones.''

''That was one of the tamer ones?'' Zoe gasped.

Kamala rolled her eyes before giving her friend a kind smile. ''Thanks for this, Zoe. I was freaking out, but talking with you helped. I'm just glad that Carol was away so…''

A gentle tap on her bedroom window silenced the young superhero. Her heart froze as she slowly turned and saw a golden-haired woman floating outside, staring at her with a familiar grin that was both charming and frightening…especially in this situation.

''Hey, Kamala. May I come in?'' Carol asked.

Kamala's face paled as she looked at her laptop screen one final time. ''Can I count on you to arrange everything for my funeral?''

She didn't even give Zoe the chance to respond as she quickly attempted to shut off her laptop before rushing over to the window as Carol entered her room. Kamala wondered if Carol could hear her heartbeat. If she could, she might mistake it for rapid morse code. Kamala felt sweat dripping down her neck as the gorgeous blonde stepped closer and shot her an amused smirk.

''You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.''

''Nope!'' Kamala gulped. ''No ghost. I'm just…surprised to see you. I thought you'd be off-world or something.''

''Actually, I was. I needed to rush to Sakaar to help Bruce with an interstellar project he's working on for Fury.''

Kamala almost jumped for joy. ''You've only just got back now?''

''Coming to see you is the first thing I've done since I got back.''

A sigh of reprieve almost slipped out of the young hero's mouth. She resisted the urge to let her relief, though she did find herself smiling giddily as she comprehend what Carol had just said. She came to see her as soon as she got back? Kamala felt her cheeks heat up.

After a brief moment of silence, Kamala cleared her throat. ''So, what did you want to talk about?''

''That fanfic you posted.''

Fuck!

Kamala didn't know if she said that out loud, all she could think about was encasing herself with her powers and hope that by the time she is freed, she would be dead. As Kamala fidgeted with her hands, Carol was as calm as ever. ''Uh, I…which fic are we talking about?''

''The one about me landing in a forest naked and bumping into Miss Marvel…literally.''

''Carol, I am so sorry,'' Kamala sobbed. ''It was an accident. I was trying to post another fic. I know it doesn't excuse the fact I wrote that. You weren't supposed to see it. That doesn't help either. If you want to snap me out of existence, you have the right to do so…''

Despite herself, Carol laughed and reached out to grab Kamala's shoulders and stop her from having a full-blown panic attack. ''Kamala, breathe. I'm not mad.''

''You're not?''

''I actually found it endearing. It's not really the sort of thing I would read. But, it was well-written.''

''Really?'' Kamala beamed. Her smile dropped almost immediately as she still tried to understand how deep the hole that she had dug herself into was. ''I mean…you're really not mad at me?''

Carol snickered. ''I don't think I could ever be mad at you.''

''Well, doesn't it weird you out that I wrote…smut about us?''

''Trust me, what you did is wholesome compared to the other things I've come across that are about me. It was actually sweet to see something that wasn't just another grim fantasy trying to put me in my place.''

Kamala groaned. ''Oh, I can't stand stuff like that. You are a badass, strong, independent woman who does not get stepped on. You do the stepping on!''

Caught up in the moment, Kamala wasn't expecting a quick kiss on the cheek from Carol. There was no doubt that she was blushing now. She touched her face where Carol's lips had just made contact and fumbled through her words. How could this woman so effortless turn her into a puddle of mush?

Carol folded her arms but kept her smile. ''I did find some inconsistencies with your story. For example, my suit wouldn't burn up when getting close to a star. It's pretty durable.''

''Oh?'' Kamala made a mental note in the back of her head for her next masterpiece. ''Well, I just thought it would fit with the fun tone I was going for.''

''I think you got that across. I'm surprised. It's not a story I would expect you to write.''

Kamala smiled bashfully. ''Well…sometimes a writer has to branch out and try new things; step out of the comfort zone.''

''Are you uncomfortable, right now?'' Carol asked.

Kamala hadn't realized it at first as she was still on edge, but Carol had definitely moved closer since the cheek kiss. She towered over her. It was nearly suffocating…but, in a good way. ''Why do you ask?''

''That was risqué stuff you wrote. I don't want you to feel overwhelmed.''

The softness in Carol's voice did put Kamala at ease. Although, she was still trembling as she tried to back away to catch her breath, only for the Avenger to close the distance once more. She gulped and tried to act cool. ''Actually, like I told Zoe, that's one of my tamer…you know what? Never mind. Forget I said anything.''

Carol's smile was hypnotic.

''Your story was actually quite illuminating.''

''In what way?'' Kamala inquired.

''It gives me a better idea of what you like. A better idea of what you'd like me to do to you.''

Kamala couldn't step away any further as her back hit the bedroom wall.

''Oh?''

Was this really happening? Was Kamala's mind being manipulated by a supervillain so that she would live out her most desired fantasy? This felt like one of her fanfictions come true. The gap between the two of them was nearly non-existent. Kamala had never felt more excited than in this small moment. Carol brought her hand down to her face and cupped her cheek, stroking her skin tenderly with her thumb.

''Is your family home?'' Carol asked.

Kamala shook her head as she kept her gaze locked on Carol's face. She couldn't believe how beautiful the woman was up close.

Carol leaned closer. ''The second you feel uncomfortable, just give me the word and I'll stop.''

Kamala almost blurted out that the chances of that happening were zero, but kept it to herself. It was sweet of Carol to look out for her and wait for consent before continuing…a far cry from some of the raunchier material that she had written about them. She was taken aback by this softer version of Carol, especially with the direction this conversation was going. It made her heart flutter with joy. However, she did hope that there would be time for Carol to display her more wicked side.

''Can I kiss you?'' Carol asked.

''Yes,'' Kamala squeaked. She coughed and tried to regain what little composure she had left. ''Yes, please.''

Carol's expression made Kamala tremble with anticipation. On the surface, she appeared caring and sweet. But, Kamala spotted something primal swirling in her eyes, an almost lustful hunger that threatened to break loose and overwhelm her. Kamala wondered how long it would be before Carol would snap and take her forcefully. Her knees buckled at the thought.

''Do something,'' Kamala pleaded. ''I feel like my heart's going to explode out of my chest.''

Offering a sweet smile, Carol came forward and pressed her lips against Kamala's. The young hero melted into the kiss. It felt like lightning was surging throughout her body. Nothing would top this moment on the emotional scale. Kalama took a sharp intake of breath as heat pooled down between her legs, making her stir and writhe in Carol's embrace. Carol became more forceful, probing Kamala's mouth with her tongue. Kamala eagerly parted her lips so that Carol's tongue would slip inside. Kamala thought about pinching herself again. She was French kissing Carol Danvers. It felt too good to be true.

Carol growled under her breath, biting Kamala's bottom lip and pulling, earning a low moan of approval from the younger hero. The hunger in Carol's eyes gave Kamala the indication that she was using all of her willpower to resist the urge to shred her clothes and fuck her like a whore right there and then. Kamala would not be opposed to that happening. However, she wondered if Carol was reserving her strength so that she wouldn't hurt her. Kamala wanted to show Carol that she was fine with continuing and taking things to the next level. As they separated from their kiss, Kamala began to remove her clothes.

Carol watched on as her protégée stripped in front of her. The strain between the blonde's legs intensified. Kamala couldn't help but glance downward. Carol's suit made it impossible to see if a tent was forming. But, Kamala enjoyed letting her imagination run wild. She had many estimations of Carol's size, as evident by the frequent size kink she included in her fics. Now, she was so close to experiencing the real thing. Her pussy was warm with anticipation. As she pulled her panties down, a thread of her wetness clung to the fabric.

''You're so wet for me,'' Carol said in a husky voice.

The younger girl smiled, opening her mouth to respond, but silenced before she could say anything as Carol reached down between her legs to touch her drenched pussy.

''Are you this wet when you write about me?'' Carol purred, teasing Kamala's entrance with her fingers. Just when it seemed like she was going to force them inside, she opted to brush her fingers up and down before rubbing Kamala's clit.

Kamala bucked in response. ''Yes…I get so wet thinking about you. Writing about what you'd do to me.''

''I can imagine.''

Carol withdrew her hand, bringing it to level with her mouth. Her fingers glistened with Kamala's wetness. She began to suck on each digit, enjoying the taste. Kamala whimpered watching Carol's display. She did everything she could to stop her legs from shaking as she almost slid down the wall and onto the floor. She was so dazed that she didn't notice Carol was bringing her fingers to her mouth until she felt her wet fingers touch her bottom lip, allowing her to taste herself. Kamala opened obediently and sucked on Carol's fingers, moaning as she tasted her slick wetness.

''You're good with your mouth,'' Carol commented as Kamala eagerly cleaned her fingers. ''It's no wonder your chapter was mostly you giving me a blowjob.''

Hearing those words come out of Carol's mouth, dripping with sensual lust sent another wave of arousal through Kamala. She knew what the blonde was suggesting. ''Please, Carol…let me suck your cock!''

Carol groaned and pulled her fingers away from Kamala's mouth. ''I'm happy you said that. Because there's one more inconsistency I found with your fic.''

Kamala wasn't expecting to hear constructive criticism from Carol right before blowing her. ''What's that?''

Following Carol's gaze, Kamala looked down at her groin and saw that her suit was shifting, creating an opening that allowed her cock to burst out whilst her attire remained on. It seemed like Carol picked up on the fact that Kamala wrote Carol still wearing her costume when she had sex. Kamala couldn't explain it, but clothed sex was an underappreciated trope in smut that deserved more love. Using it with Carol just felt like double the fun. However, Kamala's attention wasn't on the fact that Carol's suit could dress and undress by itself, similar to Stark Nano Technology…Kamala's attention was fixed on the massive erection that greeted her.

''Wow…'' she gasped as she marvelled at the thick length. ''That is so much bigger than 12 inches.''

''I thought you'd want to be more accurate for your next fic.'' Carol winked.

The tip glistened with pre-cum. It was almost as thick as Kamala's arm. How could Carol keep something so big hidden so well? Kamala's wildest dreams couldn't even compare to what her hero was packing.

Carol grinned slyly. ''Why don't you get on your knees for me and take a closer look?''

If Kamala's brain hadn't restarted at that moment, she would have done exactly what Carol ordered. However, an idea struck her. It was too good of an opportunity to pass. She eyed her hero mischievously for a moment before walking over to her bed. Carol watched on with intrigue as Kamala hopped onto the bed and lay on her back with her head hanging over the edge.

''I wrote about doing this to you in another one of my fics,'' Kamala said. Her head was pounding, not just from excitement but also from the blood rushing up to her brain. ''Fuck my mouth.''

Carol's eyes glazed over. Her mind and body were overtaken with lust. She pounced, standing by the foot of the bed and slamming her hips forward to drive her cock into Kamala's open mouth. Her thick shaft barely fit, but that wasn't going to stop her. Pre-cum leaked into her mouth, sending her taste buds into overdrive as she revelled in the sensation of drinking Carol's seed. She knew that she was going to become addicted to the taste. After a moment to adjust, Carol started to bring her hips back before pumping her cock deeper into the younger woman's mouth.

Kamala let out muffled cries as she felt the cock being speared down her throat. This was not only the best angle to deepthroat Carol's massive length, but it was also the hottest in Kamala's mind. She could take every inch as Carol fucked her throat over and over again. The hero's large balls crashed against her face with every thrust. Kamala longed to suck on Carol's balls, but having them smother her face was the next best thing. She reached down between her legs to play with her pussy. It wouldn't have surprised her if her body burst into flames from sheer pleasure.

''I noticed you have dirty talk in your fics,'' Carol huffed between thrusts. ''Are you okay with that?''

Kamala nodded to the best of her ability. Saliva dribbled down her face, but she didn't stop sucking.

Once she had Kamala's clear, Carol leaned forward, pressing herself down harder against her lover's face. ''You take my cock so well in your mouth. Have you dreamed of being my little slut, Kamala?''

She nodded again; more eagerly than before.

''I shouldn't be surprised. Your fics give me the impression you long to be a dirty little whore.''

Only for you.

That's what Kamala would say if her mouth wasn't stuffed to the brim with Carol's thickness. The pace had quickly been set. Carol fucked her face frantically and forcefully. It didn't matter if Kamala was her protegee, Carol wasn't going to hold back and go easy on her anymore.

After a while, Carol pulled her dick out of Kamala's mouth so that she could breathe. ''Such a good girl…''

''Please,'' Kamala whined, desperately trying to take Carol's cock back into her mouth. She licked at the string of saliva that connected her lips with the throbbing length. ''More! I want to be your whore, mommy…''

They both stopped in their tracks. If Kamala's face wasn't drenched with spit, Carol would have seen her cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.

''I mean…that…uh…'' Kamala stumbled. Why couldn't Carol have just kept her dick in her mouth so that she wouldn't say anything embarrassing?

''That's new!'' Carol smirked before ramming her cock back down Kamala's throat. ''You like mommy's cock that much, do you?''

She was quick to bury her cock completely in Kamala's mouth, fucking her with more strength and speed than ever before. Kamala didn't know how much more her throat could take. Still, she refused to stop. This was too good. She could do this all day if she could. However, she knew that Carol wasn't going to last much longer. She fingered her pussy, bringing herself closer to orgasm as the thought of guzzling down Carol's cum sent her into a euphoric state of ecstasy. Their moans filled the room as Carol thrust her entire length forward and blew her load. Sweet cum spilled down Kamala's throat and filled her mouth. She happily swallowed as much as she could. Whatever she couldn't take was pouring down her face; not that she minded in the slightest.

Carol took a step back and admired Kamala's lewd expression. The young hero looked drunk with satisfaction.

''I want to ride you,'' Kamala purred.

''Easy babygirl,'' Carol replied, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Kamala. ''Take as much time as you need. I'm not going anywhere.''

Kamala didn't have time to wait. She had dreamed of this moment. She had written fanfiction of this moment. Her body was raring to go. She rolled onto her front and stared at Carol with determination burning in her eyes. Carol shot her an amused smirk and patted her lap, enticing her to straddle her. Kamala didn't need to be told twice as she eyed her prize. Carol's cock was still rock hard and coated with spit and cum. The wetness from Kamala's pussy leaked down her inner thigh. She hurried onto Carol and was about to settle on her lap when another idea struck her like lightning.

She turned so that she was facing away from Carol, wiggling her behind at the hero. ''How do you like this view?''

Carol licked her lips as she gazed at Kamala's ass. ''It's lovely. But, I'd rather be facing you.''

Kamala's heart leapt with joy hearing those words. She almost turned so that she could give Carol what she wanted. However, she resisted those urges and decided to let her playful side take center stage for a little while longer. ''We can do both. I want you to look at my ass while I'm riding your big cock, mommy.''

A low growl rumbled up Carol's throat. She grabbed Kamala's hips and pulled her down so that she was sitting on her lap. Kamala's back pressed into Carol's front, feeling her breasts through her costume. Kamala beamed as she felt Carol kissing the back of her neck and stroking her body lovingly. The young hero felt like she was going to grumble as Carol lowered her onto her cock. The head pushed through her entrance. Kamala cried out as her pussy clenched around the shaft, feeling it push inside of her, reaching depths that no dildo could ever hope to achieve. Her eyes rolled into the back as she settled onto the full length of Carol's dick. She leaned back into Carol's body, feeling her hero support her.

''Take your time,'' Carol kissed her shoulder. ''We won't move until you're ready. Okay?''

As much as Kamala wanted to start bouncing, she had to wait as she adjusted to the immense size. ''Yes, mommy.''

''That's my good girl.''

Despite her growing urge to feel Carol fucking her, Kamala enjoyed sitting on Carol like this. Once she had become accustomed to her size; it felt somewhat relaxing like Carol was filling a missing piece of her. She looked over her shoulder to face Carol and kissed her. ''I'm ready.''

Carol smiled. ''Moan for me, babygirl.''

She reached around to grope Kamala's breasts as she started to thrust her hips, causing her protegee to bounce up and down on her cock. Kamala was rendered speechless by the growing strength and speed of Carol's bucking.

''Yes, mommy!'' Kamala mewled, her pussy squeezing around the shaft as it moved inside of her. ''Please, fuck me with your big cock. Fuck me harder, mommy!''

Carol wasn't going to deny Kamala's request. However, she felt that it would be best for both of them if she shifted their position slightly. She hooked her arms underneath Kamala's legs and, without removing her cock, spun the young hero around so that they were facing each other. Their eyes locked.

''I want to see you when I cum inside you, babygirl!'' Carol said.

''Yes, cum inside me. Fuck me like a whore, mommy!''

Kamala's high-pitched screams filled Carol with swelling desire. She smirked at her before capturing her mouth in another heated kiss, sliding her tongue inside of Kamala's mouth to taste her cries of pleasure. Kamala felt her muscles burning as she bounced on her lover's cock wildly. She didn't think that her first time would be so feral despite what she had written in her fics. Yet, with Carol, this felt perfect. It was the right mixture of soft sweetness and hardcore naughtiness.

Just like her fanfiction.

Her vision blurred with tears of joy as she buried her face in Carol's neck, letting the older woman do most of the work as she fucked her with blazing passion. Kamala's bones were quaking from the intensity. Carol thrust into her like an animal about to breed its mate. She clung to the Avenger's body, raking her nails down Carol's back. Carol snarled and fucked her with all her power. Flashes of light illuminated her eyes and hair. Kamala's powers reacted in their own way, sparkling like jewels. The bedroom rumbled around them as Kamala impaled herself on Carol's cock over and over again.

''Kamala, I'm cumming!''

''Do it, Carol! I need you!''

Their hoarse screams unified as they came together. Kamala shook so violently that she almost fell out of Carol's arms. Her wetness soaked Carol's thigh as the hero pumped thick loads of cum deep inside of her pussy. Kamala slumped into Carol's arms, riding out the waves of her orgasm until her body was too exhausted to move. That unintentional power output knocked the wind out of her. Thankfully, Carol was more experienced with her powers and was able to handle the aftermath smoothly.

She held Kamala and cupped her cheek, forcing her to look at her. ''So? Was reality better than fiction?''

Kamala smiled dreamily and answered by kissing Carol. It was a tired kiss. But, it was filled with so much love and adoration. Nothing could ruin this moment.

''Ah…''

They froze as another moan was heard. It didn't take long for them to find the source. Kamala's eyes were drawn to her laptop screen and the image of Zoe fingering herself. Her friend's eyes were closed as she moaned quietly and masturbated, oblivious to the fact that she had been spotted by the Marvels.

''Zoe?'' Kamala screamed.

Zoe nearly fell out of her chair as her eyes shot open and she saw Kamala and Carol staring at her. She quickly adjusted her skirt. ''Kamala, I'm sorry! You didn't turn off the video call and I was too curious to see what Carol wanted to say to log off, so I kept watching and…when you two went at it, I was too nervous to say anything as I didn't want to stop you. I kept watching and…and…''

The panic in her voice was genuine. Kamala and Carol shared a glance before a sigh slipped out of the young hero's mouth. ''I'm not mad at you, Zoe. I just wasn't expecting you to be watching. Don't worry about it.''

Perhaps Zoe wasn't expecting Kamala to be so chill about catching her spying on them. Because she sat in her chair awkwardly and twirled a loose strand of hair around her finger. ''Well…I was just thinking that if you wanted to make things even, maybe you could…watch me and Carol? After you two are done, of course!''

Despite essentially living out her self-insert fanfiction dream, Kamala found Zoe's proposal to be the most unbelievable thing she had heard today. As much as she enjoyed having Carol all to herself, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't interested in seeing her with Zoe. After all, she'd written several fanfics that had Carol banging other superhero women. Why should this be any different?

She turned to Carol, who merely shrugged her shoulders. ''I'm game.'' The Avenger stated.

XXX

''Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck, that feels so good!''

Kamala was so happy that her neighbors had also decided to head out for the night because even though the laptop, Zoe's screams of pleasure were deafening. Though, Kamala couldn't blame her friend for the way she was reacting as Carol fucked her from behind. Zoe was on her hands and knees facing the screen, giving Kamala the perfect view to watch her hero pound her doggy style. Kamala thrust her fingers in and out of her pussy as she enjoyed the lewd show for the next couple of hours. Zoe had a surprising level of endurance when it came to having sex with a superhero.

Kamala would have to step up her game the next time Carol Danvers climbed through her window.

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