Maria's Hills Ch. 07

Maria checked Sadie's pulse. She was dead.

Overwhelmed by grief and desperation, Maria frantically moved, her leather panties clinging to her damp skin, her voluptuous breasts swaying with each hurried step. The realization of Sadie's lifeless state weighed heavily on her, evoking a sense of disbelief and a desperate desire to find a solution.

In her desperation, Maria's mind turned to the mystical nature of her own being as an incarnation of a goddess. Could her milk possess the magical properties needed to revive Sadie? It was an unconventional thought, but Maria was willing to explore any possibility.

With a delicate touch, Maria lifted one of her ample breasts, its weight and fullness evident in her hand. The smoothness of her skin beneath her fingertips sent shivers of anticipation through her body. Her nipple, taut and eager, beckoned to be caressed, to be enveloped by the warmth of her own mouth.

Drawing her own breast closer to her lips, she watched as her lips parted. The moistness of her mouth seemed to mirror the moistness of her breast.

With a graceful movement, Maria brought her mouth closer, the heat of her breath teasing her sensitive flesh. Her tongue darted out, caressing her own nipple with a gentle flick, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her own lips.

Her mouth encircled her nipple, creating a seal that locked her in an intimate embrace with herself. A soft suction drew her nipple deeper into her mouth, allowing the nourishing liquid to flow into her mouth.

In that moment, as her own milk mingled with her senses, Maria was aware of a growing arousal within her. The act of self-suckling, although borne out of desperation, had unexpectedly awakened a sensual response within her. She found herself unable to resist the temptation, bringing both of her breasts to her eager mouth and indulging in the dual sensations of pleasure and nourishment.

But amidst the intoxicating pleasure and the brief escape it offered, the reality of Sadie's lifeless form resurfaced in Maria's mind. A surge of guilt and anguish washed over her, snapping her back to the somber reality of the situation. The realization that she had momentarily forgotten the gravity of Sadie's condition brought forth a mixture of remorse and determination.

Feeling a renewed sense of urgency, Maria gently released her breasts, the taste of her own milk still lingering on her lips.

Maria's determination led her to give her milk a try, despite knowing that its taste held no magical properties. With a heavy heart, she crouched beside Sadie, gently opening her mouth and directing a stream of milk into it, hoping for a miraculous response. Yet, Sadie remained unresponsive, deepening Maria's despair.

Tears welled up in Maria's eyes as she pleaded, "Come on, Sadie. Please wake up. I wish you didn't come with me."

In the midst of Maria's sorrow, a voice unexpectedly broke through the air, "Don't cry."

Maria turned to face the source of the voice, finding herself confronted by Jane Foster, clad in her strapless Mighty Thor costume. The absence of a skirt and presence of gold-plated panties emphasized her muscular legs, exuding a powerful aura that seemed capable of crushing any foe between her thunderous thighs.

Maria's voice caught in her throat as she exclaimed, "Jane!?"

Jane exclaimed, "So, I've returned to finish what I started, and look at those enormous tits of yours."

With an almost predatory enthusiasm, Jane lunged forward, her hands gripping Maria's voluptuous breasts. It was an unfamiliar sensation for Maria, as someone else's touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Despite the undeniable pleasure, Maria resisted and attempted to push Jane away, pleading with her to stop.

"Jane, please, this is not the time," Maria implored, her mind still burdened by the weight of Sadie's tragic demise.

Ignoring Maria's pleas, Jane began to playfully slap Maria's breasts, "Oh, my Ass Guard, they look so natural! How is this even possible?" Jane marveled.

Maria, still grappling with grief and determined to maintain her composure, urged Jane to cease her advances. "Please, Jane, stop," she pleaded once more.

Driven by her own desires, Jane couldn't resist the temptation any longer. Her lips brushed against Maria's sensitive nipples, sending shivers of pleasure and desire coursing through Maria's body.

As Maria attempted to push Jane away, the powerful Asgardian refused to relent, persisting in her pursuit of Maria's luscious curves, "Let me taste, let me taste just once."

Slowly but surely, she exerted her strength, pressing Maria against a nearby tree, effectively trapping her in a sensual embrace.

With their bodies pressed tightly together, Jane's lips still tantalizingly close to Maria's breasts, she couldn't help but voice her burning question amidst the charged atmosphere. "How did you get these soft cushions?" she inquired.

Maria's focus shifted back to the urgency of the situation, her voice filled with determination. "Jane, my friend needs your help. I believe you possess the abilities to assist her."

Jane's eyes narrowed with a mix of intrigue and uncertainty. "You won't reveal your secret, will you?"

In a surprising display, Jane swiftly removed her own panties, revealing the divine vagina of another goddess. Maria's gaze fixed upon the sight before her, witnessing the folds of Jane.

With a seemingly effortless motion, Jane stretched her vagina open and delved her hand inside, retrieving a mini Mjolnir, the symbol of her godly power.

Jane gave her a warning, "I'm giving you one last chance, Maria."

Maria's voice trembled with a sense of desperation as she pleaded once again, "Jane, please, I implore you, help her."

Jane's Mjolnir crackled with electrifying energy as she pressed it against Maria's sensitive nipples. A jolt of electric current coursed through Maria's breast, causing her to wince in pain.

Involuntarily, a small stream of milk escaped from her nipple, evidence of the discomfort she felt.

Maria pleaded with Jane, her voice filled with both agony and desperation, "Jane, please! It hurts! Stop!"

Jane pressed the charged Mjolnir against Maria's other nipple, causing another surge of electricity to course through her body. Maria's pain was evident as more milk sprayed from her breast, a response to the intense shock.

She pleaded with Jane, her voice filled with a mix of agony and desperation, "Jane, please! I beg you, stop!"

However, Jane remained determined, demanding answers from Maria.

In the midst of her torment, Maria tried to redirect Jane's focus, knowing that saving Sadie was the priority. Through gritted teeth, she managed to utter, "This conversation is pointless. We must help Sadie first."

Jane forcefully inserted the Mjolnir into Maria's moistened leather panties, then further into Maria's intimate core. Jane whispered in Maria's ear, "Do you want another shock or are you gonna spill the beans?"

Maria's body trembled with a mixture of fear and arousal as Jane's actions pushed her to her limits. Desperate to alleviate the pain, Maria pleaded with Jane, her voice filled with apprehension, "Please, Jane, pull it out. I'll tell you everything."

Responding to Maria's plea, Jane withdrew the hammer, her gaze filled with a mix of envy and desire.

As Maria divulged the details of her encounter with the goddess, Jane's jealousy intensified. She couldn't attain Maria's remarkable breasts, but she realized there was something else she could take from her.

Jane made an unexpected shift, adopting a more clever approach. Jane's voice softened as she said, "Where is your friend? Let's help her."

Maria couldn't help but feel astonished by Jane's sudden change in demeanor. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Jane's motivations than met the eye.

Jane and Maria approached Sadie's lifeless body, their concern evident in their expressions.

Maria's voice carried a sense of urgency as she spoke, "It's been nearly 20 minutes since she passed. If we don't act quickly, there may be no chance of saving her."

Jane, displaying her knowledge of science, responded, "I understand the time-sensitive nature of the situation, Maria. But isn't she the tight slut from Stranger Things?"

Maria's anger surged within her, and she tightened her grip on Jane's arm. "Jane, she's just a young girl," Maria asserted firmly.

Jane casually flicked away Maria's grip, dismissing her concern. "A young girl that seems to have caught your attention, I see," Jane taunted.

Maria's face flushed with frustration. "She's 19 years old, Jane. That means she is old enough to be with me."

Unfazed, Jane continued her provocative remarks, "That's what I am saying. This tight slut... Oh sorry, tight chick is 19."

Maria's unease grew, sensing the impending dilemma. "What do you want, Jane?"

Jane revealed her intentions with a devious smile, "As the goddess of thunder, my milk possesses the power to revive the recently deceased. I will bring Sadie back to life, but in return, you must agree to let me buy her for one night."

Maria's moral compass resurfaced, recognizing the inherent wrongness of such a trade. "Sadie is not mine to sell. We don't treat human beings as commodities. It's morally reprehensible."

Jane persisted, attempting to sway Maria, "Think, Maria. Save her life."