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	Hey there, I'm currently writing a very, very large sequel to my 
Marvel story - Herald Of Armageddon - and thought that since it's
taking so long people may be forgetting about me.  As I'm the center of
the Universe this could cause problems so I though I better send out
this preview.  You can get in contact with me about this or other stories
I've written by e-mailing me at :

	dimitri_resides@hotmail.com

	And remember that you must be of the legal age required in your 
country and/or state to view pornographic material to read this story.  Also
the characters contained herein are the sole copyright of The Marvel 
Entertainment Group and are used without permission.  I am not
making any profit from writing these stories and I intend no challenge to 
copyright or any copyright infringement.

	Age of Onslaught (Preview) - A Sequel to Herald Of Armageddon

        Deadpool hunkered down, closing one eye and pressing the other
against the eyepiece of the telescopic sight on the rifle.
        "Well?" asked Weasel,"Is the chicken in the coop?"
        "Nope," replied Deadpool,"It's back in the eighties where people
said stuff like that."
        Weasel fumed.
        Deadpool grinned beneath his mask as he watched Nate walk past
the huge clockwindow of his expensive, SoHo loft, which he was 'borrowing'
from the occupants, currently overseas.
        The Merc-With-A-Mouth wasn't actually looking at Nate from a
building across the way, instead he had spent just over a week setting
up a series of mirrors that allowed him to see Nate from several blocks
away.  Pulling the gun on his trigger would cause the rifle set up at
the building across from the loft to load.  He'd set this up yesterday,
and now pulling the trigger on his gun would fire it.
        He knew that that wouldn't stop The X-Man.
        Dealing with a telepath was difficult, they could see what you
thought, react at the speed of thought and blast you to pieces in even
less time.  So he'd set up small pieces of his mirrors slowly, none of
them representing a danger to Nate alone, so hopefully not triggering
a premature reaction.  Now the rifle was loaded it would fire and he
hoped Nate would throw up a protective psi-shield in front.
        Thus, when Deadpool blew his loft to pieces those same psi-shields
would prevent debris flying out into the streets and taking out innocent
bystanders, something he wasn't into anymore.
        "Okay," he muttered,"Next time he makes a pass I pull the trigger,
then use a combination of my incredible reflexes and dashing good looks
to explode the bomb.  Then I pass Go, collect a billion, buy Claudia
Schiffer from David Copperfield and retire to Jamaica."
        "Where we'll spend the rest of our lives getting high in the
morning, drop dead drunk in the afternoon and laid in the evening," said
Weasel, thinking about the hot women he could get with his half.
        "I don't care what you do with your ten-percent," Deadpool replied,
instantly crushing Weasel's dreams of being half a billionaire,"But you
touch Claudia and I'll make the Statue Of Liberty disappear, and you
don't want to know where I'll put it."
        Weasel gulped.
        "Okay, there he is," said Deadpool, watching as Nate moved up
to the clockface and stared out over the city,"Ready, aim and... what?"
        Behind Nate a tall, black woman dressed in skin-tight, stitched
up the side purple tights and her large, plump breasts held in, barely,
by a little orange top stepped behind him.  She circled her arms around his
waist and leaned her head against his neck, saying something.  Deadpool
noted the small, metallic devices placed on either side of her forehead
and just below each ear.
        "What's the prob?" asked Weasel.
        "Unexpected development," said Deadpool,"He's got a lady with
him."
        "Lucky bastard."
        Deadpool settled back.
        "Ummm, Wade?"
        "What?" asked 'Pool.
        "You going to kill him now or what?"
        "One Billion Dollars," he replied,"In exchange for one death, I
don't do freebies."
        "Wade! For a billion I'd whack my mother as a freebie!"
        "No freebies," replied Wade, his voice ice-cold, leaving no doubt
in Weasel's mind that the conversation was over.
        "Still," said Wade a few seconds later, leaning forward and
looking through the eye-piece,"No reason I can't watch."

        -

        "Thren..." moaned Nate.
        She didn't answer, simply pulling the belt around his jeans
away and dropping it down the stairs leading up to the clockface/window.
Sliding one of her delicate, smooth ebony hands down the tight denim
jeans and gripping his half-erect cock in her fist.
        "You sure are big," she said, then grinned slyly at him,"For
a white boy, anyway."
        "Big enough for you," he said with a grin.
        "Nah," she said, grinning as she squeezed his cock,"I just felt
sorry for you, you wanted me so bad from the moment we met that I had
to give you a chance... and now you amuse me."
        "Then let the laughter go on into the night," grinned Nate, feeling
her hand as it squeezed his cock.  He gently used his telekinetic ability
to unbuckle his jeans, sliding them down around his knees.
        Thren smiled as his thick, long member came into sight, her
hand wrapped around it.  She began to slide her fist up and down the
length of his dick.
        Nate swallowed hard, his mouth dry from staring down at her,  her
skin tight clothes left nothing to the imagination.  His cock was now
fully erect, the head of his cock not far from her face, the pisshole
almost like a little eye peering at her.
        Threnody smiled, then leaned forward and lightly kissed the head
of his dick.  He moaned and stared down, hoping she would take him in her
mouth, something she'd only done a couple of times.  Instead her other
hand slid up whilst the other stroked his member up and down and cupped
his balls, jiggling them slightly as her hand blurred faster and faster
up and down his dick.
        Nate's eyes shut and he moaned happily, leaning his head against
the glass of the clockface/window.  His lap was racing with sensation,
pressure building up in his cock and balls and he knew that if he wanted
to get inside that tight little pussy of hers he might be forced to
telelkinetically hold back his orgasm.
        His eyes shot open as he felt a warm, wetness around the head of
his cock.  Looking down a lazy, happy grin crossed his features and
he leaned back, pushing his hips forward.  Threnody was sucking his cock,
he wanted to grab her by the side of the head and slam his hips forward,
facefuck her until cum blasted down her throat.  But despite her
psi-bafflers preventing him from reading her mind, he knew her well enough
to know she enjoyed being in control, so he just lay back and enjoyed
the ride.
        Her hand was down at the base, still making quick, hard little
thrusts as her lips slid up and down the first few inches of his cock,  her
lips were like a slightly loose cunt, warm and wet around his dick.
        "Yes," he moaned as the african american beauty sucked on his
cock, her tongue flicking around the inside of her mouth, running over
and around the rim of his cockhead, caressing his meat with her
tongue.
        Just when he felt he had to let it go, to allow his cum to burst
forth into her mouth and down her throat, she pulled her mouth away,
a small strand of saliva running from her lips to his cock.  Her hand
released his cock and she smiled up at him.
        Standing up, she grabbed her shirt in hand, then pulled it up
over her head, her large, plump breasts bouncing free, dark nipples
erect.  Then she turned about and bent slightly at the waist, her ass
looked so good in the tight, purple pants.
        "You like?" she asked.
        For response the small stitches running up the sides of her legs
in small x's began to unravel, and soon her purple tights were falling
away, revealing the smooth, dark globes of her magnificent asscheeks.
        "You want me bad, don't you Nate," she said, loving that for
all his power this was a power she held over him.  He'd been a virgin
that first night they'd fucked.  She'd massaged him while he'd been
recovering from an encounter with Thanos of Titan and X-Force, and then
they'd done it, and they'd continued to do it nearly every day since
then, in a variety of positions, his appetites seemingly inexhaustible.
        She began walking towards him, her legs together and a swagger
in her hips.  Her pussy hair was the same light brown as that on her
head, but was shaven into a little square, her cuntlips entirely
shaven.  Finally standing in front of him, she reached up and slid her
arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his muscular chest.
        "You like how that feels, my tits against your chest?" she asked
him.
        "Ohhh shit yeah," he moaned, his cock pressing against her stomach.
        She began rubbing around and around his chest, her fat breasts
making small circles, her erect nipples against his nipples, sending
waves of pleasure through both of them.
        Lifting one long, shapely leg up, he quickly slid his hands down
under that thigh, then she lifted her next leg, which he grabbed, and
then she wrapped both of them around his waist.
        "All right Nate," she said,"Prepare to feel my tight little pussy
around that cock of yours, try not to blow your load too quickly," she
smiled, then lifted her ass up and moved forward, his cock sliding down
over her pussy and between her cuntlips, smacking against the entrance to
her cunt.
        "Yes," she moaned as he groaned happily, lowering her ass down
and feeling his cock begin to push up between her cuntlips, which resisted
only due to her natural tightness.  His cock slid up, inch after inch
disappearing into the velvety depths of her cunt, until his entire cock
was buried deep up her cunt,"Feel's good," she moaned,"So good to have
you in me Nate, you're cock's so big!"
        Nate groaned happily, reveling in the feel of her tight cuntlips
gripping onto his cock.  She began to raise her ass up and down, her
cunt sliding up and down, her cuntlips gripping his cock, not wanting
to release his dick.
        She pulled up as far as she could, then slammed back down, his
cock quickly filling the void left behind when she had nearly pulled it
all free.  She began to repeat this same motion faster and faster, her
ass slamming up and down, her cunt grinding against the base of his cock,
her cuntlips gripping hard on his cock, creating a friction that was
driving him nuts, making the cum boil up from within his balls.
        Nate groaned excitedly, the magnificent sensation of her tight
little cunt rode up and down his member, her juices dripping down his
shaft, giving the slaps whenever she came back down a wet noise that
seemed to increase his pleasure even more.
        "Feel's good!" she cried,"YES! I'm gonna cum Nate, cum with
me! Cum with me Nate!"
        Her tightly clasping pussy around his dick felt so good, and now
she was cumming, her cuntlips becoming like a vice, milking his dick,
trying to get his cum out.
        "Oooh shit!" he moaned, and released his control, his cock shooting
sperm deep up into her womb as her own cum sprayed out about thier thighs,
his hands almost losing his grip on her legs as the two of them ground
thier hips together, his cock pushed as deep up into her cunt as he
could get it.
        "Yes," she moaned,"Oh Nate I," he eyes suddenly flashed wide, at
the same time Nate felt a fierce buzzing in his head.
        DANGER!!! a sense that blasted through his mind, a warning of
something coming fast, a danger too powerful to be stopped, he had to
escape, get away getawaygetawaygetawaygetaway.
        There was a huge flash of yellow light.


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