Agent Carter: Spy xxx Spy

Peggy Carter meets up with another spy while in a dangerous point in her mission. She doesn't quite take to his charm all that well, though given the fact they're forced to share a hotel room for the evening and the war's climax is making them feel frustrated, well, not much you can do but get a little sexual. Also aggressive.

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All Peggy Carter needed to do was protect some encrypted folders as she traveled across the outer region of Germany, avoiding the Nazis as she relayed the information to those on the European continent. The war was drawing to a close, of that the redhead knew; there was an odd air to everything surrounding her, something that told her they were in the climactic stages of the conflict. It would all be over soon, and this was one of the final pieces they needed to take down the Axis Powers.

But then the agent found her ride coming to a screeching halt. "What's wrong?" she asked the driver.

"Looks like a Nazi checkpoint up ahead," the driver said. "Either they saw us coming or they've had this here for some time." Peggy looked out the windshield, seeing the makeshift point just before them. She cursed under her breath, as this was the last leg of Germany they had to travel down before they could make their way to Ally territories in order to travel back to Britain.

"The latter is impossible," Carter said as she held the encryptions close to her, "we planned this route out specifically so we could avoid those checkpoints. So someone must have tipped them off."

"So what are we to do about it?" asked the driver, himself nervous about inching forward towards the checkpoint. "We don't exactly have a good track record with them, and I believe they know all too well who you are after having been publicized so much with the Captain."

Carter sighed, her mind already working double time on how to adapt to their situation. What she wouldn't give to have been the one hit with the Super Soldier serum. With Steve gone and no other supplies available, had she known she would lose the love of her life she could have at least made up for his disappearance following the last Red Skull incident.

"Keep moving," Peggy said, "we'll just have to play it by ear."

The driver nodded, their car slowly moving up to the checkpoint to interact with the enemy. While their vehicle wasn't anything sanctioned by the army, they imagined something so casual driving on the outskirts of Nazi territory would still be suspicious.

When they rode up to the armed Germans, one stuck their head against the windows, waiting for Carter to roll it down to interact with them. To the driver's surprise, yet simultaneous relief, it wasn't him that would have to talk to the group. "State your name and business," commanded the German.

Peggy put on her best German accent, trying to throw off the Nazis, even speaking in their language. "Business?" Peggy laughed, hoping it sounded real enough to them. "Sir, I am just a wealthy German woman out for a ride. There is nothing else to this that I wish to discuss. Now may I please move forward so that I can head back to my mansion?"

The Nazi cocked an eyebrow up, a slow smirk curling on the one side of his lip as though he could already figure out a way to reveal her falsities. "And where exactly is your mansion?" he asked.

"Just fifty kilometers down the road," she said, avoiding eye contact as she said so.

"Nice try," he said, grabbing the door handle and pulling hard on it, "there's no mansions this close to the German region! Now open up!"

Peggy panicked, scooting into the middle seat while the driver parked the car and ducked under the dashboard. The Nazis were ready to shoot them down, getting the agent and the info they needed if they hadn't cooperated. "Come now, you Ally slut," the German barked as he kicked into the door to warp its hinges, "get the fuck out and give us those codes! There's no escaping us!"

"What I wouldn't give for Steve's assistance right now…" Peggy said to herself in a panic.

As she tucked her chin into her chest and clung to the decryptions tightly, she awaited the gunshots to start, riddling her and the driver with bullets. They were trapped, for sure, and there was no escaping.

Gunshots certainly went off, but they looked nothing like the muskets that the Nazis were holding as they prepared to shoot. They sounded more like that of a pistol, one that worked surprisingly fast in shooting down the dozen Nazis that surrounded their vehicle. The last one of them fell to his knees, dropping his weapon while looking around him with fear in his eyes. "Nein! Stop! Cease fire! Whoever is shooting, I surrender!"

Peggy herself was surprised, as she hadn't expected any assistance on this mission. As she looked out the window, she saw someone running down the hill that led to the road, one that she never noticed before. He was a young lad, probably around her age, though he looked rather scruffy. Handsome, but the grin he had plastered on his face had the sort of smug look that she despised, as though he was showing off more than actually saving her life.

The young man held a pistol in each hand, both smoking as he held them up to his mouth to blow on them. Peggy could only roll her eyes, watching him act the cool part when all he did was save her life. Getting out of her car, Peggy held her own pistol against the head of the cowering Nazi, keeping him in his place while assuring her own safety. The driver was safe as well, poking his head out once the gunshots died down.

"What, you're not going to shoot him?" the young man laughed. "He deserves it after all the nonsense he and his boys just put you through."

"I'm not quite the killing type," Carter said, even though she thumbed the back of her gun in preparation for a shot, "it doesn't quite make us any better than them, now, does it?"

"Nah, they put us through enough of their shite," said the young man, "only fair that we shoot them down."

"Not much of a point," Peggy replied, "they're like a hydra, cut off one head and another several take its place."

"Well, they do have that subgroup running around, no surprise," the young man laughed, "not that it isn't a well known fact or anything."

"And you work for the Allied forces, correct?" Peggy asked, keeping her eyes on the captured Nazi.

"Wouldn't do this if I weren't, now, would I?" The young man pulled out a pair of handcuffs, getting the Nazi's hands behind his back before locking them in place. "By the way, we're going to have to carry him with us if we're going to be on our way. He'll be of good use to us back at HQ."

"My thanks, mister…?"

"Conn," he said with a smirk, "just call me Agent Conn."

"Conn it is, then," Peggy said, forcing the Nazi into the back with her. She made certain that the German soldier was between her and the scruffy agent, just to ensure he didn't try anything stupid.

Now, whether she was referring to the Nazi or Conn, even in her mind she wasn't all too certain.

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"Agent Carter, a moment?"

The pair and their driver arrived in Ally territory, reaching the nearest European headquarters where most were camped out to be near Nazi territory. After Peggy dropped off the encrypted files and handed the German soldier off to the nearest prison for questioning, Conn still followed her around, as though neither of them had further superiors to report to..

"What is it, Agent Conn?" Carter asked, keeping her most neutral expression possible.

"I think we worked quite well back there, don't you?"

"Perhaps," Peggy replied, "it may have worked a little better had I known you were just...doing Lord knows what out there."

Conn shrugged, "Eh, I had been asked to do some reconnaissance, it's a long story I can't disclose just yet," he said, "but when I saw your vehicle going down the pass I had to make sure that you were safe and sound."

"Charmed," Peggy said with an annoyed smile, "although as I'm sure you can tell, I can handle myself."

"Yes, which was why you weren't going to try and get around the dozen Nazis surrounding you. Oh, and then there's your old shag partner, Captain Rogers."

"What abou-" Before Peggy finished that question, she raised her finger as her smile was still plastered on her face. "No, hold on a tick. Steven and myself never went that far, and for you to assume as much is insulting to his legacy and all he did for our war efforts."

"You sure?" chuckled Conn. "Funny, I would have thought that with how much you snogged in the bunkers that you would have taken a jab at his naughty bits. The photos of you touching his tit sure shows how randy you were for the poor Yank."

Peggy started losing her patience with the young agent, finally speaking up, "Agent Conn, what are you trying to get at here, exactly?"

"A reward. I saved your life, I think I've earned one, don't you?"

"Reward?!" scoffed Carter. "All you did was shoot a few Nazis, anyone would have likely done the same unless they were part of the Axis!"

"Sure, but do you have any idea how often I've saved a young, busty, bubbly maiden and was rewarded with a quick shag after the fact? It's so commonplace I expect it as payment for their appreciation of living one more day."

"So you expect me to just kneel before you and let you drop your knickers as some sort of worship for doing the basics?"

"What, you normally don't?"

Peggy grew more irritated by the suggestions he made, her blood boiling as a result. She did her best to keep her cool, but what the male agent said next aggravated her further. "In any case," he said, "I checked for a nearby hotel, since all the other places we can stay in are all occupied by the injured. There's only one room left, and…"

"Conn, don't tell me you're suggesting we split a room," Peggy groaned as she palmed her face.

"Right you are!" Conn said with a shit eating grin.

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Even after everything he already alluded to, Peggy had no clue why she agreed to be in the same room as Agent Conn.She supposed that it was because if she went anywhere else, she would have still been perved on, even by those already dealing with war wounds. While Conn may not have been the suavest of men, nor was he built like a tortilla chip like Steve, he had been at least somewhat respectful compared to most other men she was swarmed around.

Hell, Stark and his playboy behavior was still a more respecting individual, even if they never "fondue'd" as Rogers called it.

All the while, it became apparent to Peggy how much she missed Steve, and that they never had the opportunity to dance as promised. Although if she were honest, she knew Rogers was thinking of an actual dance, though her mind was more on the special tango they could do afterwards…

Carter wouldn't say it to Conn, even as he was in the bathroom draining his lizard, but the war had been stressful. She had very little time to be able to take care of herself, and even the brief travels to the doctors to take care of her "hysteria" weren't enough to relax her. The young male agent may not have been her cup of tea, but she knew she had to get out some of the pent up frustration before they began moving into the end of the second World War.

When Conn came out of the bathroom, he toweled off his face to show the shave he just performed, on top of casually walking around without any trousers on. Peggy groaned as she looked away from the dong, even though closing her eyes meant she had that visual of his shaft burned into her retinas. He was...well, he was big, above the UK average, but compared to Steve and the boners he would accidentally get around her, this was nothing. Though the fact she wasn't able to jump on that bone frustrated her even more.

"What, don't tell me you're not turned on!" Conn shouted. "Come on, it's just a knob! It's not as though it's going to turn you inside out or something!"

"Agent Conn, while I do appreciate the saving grace from Nazi forces earlier, I'm still not fully inclined to do anything regarding mating rituals," Carter said as she covered her eyes.

"Feh, just as well," Conn said with a shrug, "you've been quite cold, frigid at that, when it comes to anyone else but that Rogers bloke."

"He was more than a 'bloke', you know," Carter said as Conn sat next to her as though his cock wasn't out for her to play with, "he was a saving grace for the war! And if it weren't for his sacrifice-"

"Yeah yeah, I get all that," Conn said, "and quite frankly I don't give a damn.He was still a bloke that you were hot and bothered over. Any other lad trying to get under your skirt would be met with a judo throw."

"Because there's a time and place, you arse!" Carter snarled. She grew irritated with the young agent, but admittedly she had a slight laugh once she realized Conn's cock hardened. It wasn't because of her breasts or anything else, as she was still dressed head to toe in her army attire, even wearing her jacket. No, she had one other theory; he was getting off on being pissed off at her.

"What's so funny?" Conn asked as his brow furrowed.

"Are you, at all, aware that you're mad at me?" Peggy said.

"Bloody hell I am!" Conn retorted.

"Sir, I have never seen someone grow an erection for being so mad at a woman in their life! Are you seriously not seeing the connection there?"

Conn clenched his teeth under pursed lips, as though he were trying to hide the truth; yes, he was getting off on being mad at his fellow agent. "Yeah, well! At least I'm being heated! Nice and warm down below! It's not like I have a bloody igloo like you do, no doubt!"

By this point, Carter was just growing annoyed with the calls that she was cold hearted towards any man other than Rogers. And he was right, but the fact she was equal in anger at him meant her blood was boiling. Her refusal to shag the male agent began to sink in, not because she found him attractive in any way, but rather because she wanted to prove him wrong.

Thus, Carter pounced on top of Conn, pinning him down on the bed to keep him laying flat. She pressed her lips against his, surprising him with not just the lockup, but how aggressive she was in doing so. The young man never even knew that one could even kiss so violently, but he was somehow enjoying it.

Carter's body rocked back and forth over Conn's body, pushing into his unusual and literal anger boner. Her skirt covered up her ass, hearing the fabric of her outfit rubbing against his member. The young man curled his toes under Peggy, trying to hold back his shot. He wasn't quite thrilled at the idea that his first cum shot with the British woman would land on her skirt rather than her skin or pussy.

Finding it unfair for him, Conn pulled Carter away from him before her tongue could bury its way into his throat, with several strands of spit bridged between their lips. "Think you could do me a favor and dispose of your clothes?" he asked. "It feels rather one-sided if you were to ask me."

"Fine, you whelp," Carter said as she began unbuttoning her jacket, "you want to see the girls, do you? You can't use your imagination? Then allow me to introduce you to them!"

When she whipped her jacket off, Peggy arched her back while grunting loudly, jutting her chest out to the point that Conn could hear the strings on her buttons snapping. When they started flying off her blouse, tilting his head fast enough to avoid being smacked in the forehead with the impact. "Bloody hell!" Conn shouted. "You almost gave me a concussion."

"Hope it was worth it," Carter said, grinning mischievously as she pushed her breasts out from under her blouse. She then pulled the cups down to expose her melons, even letting them bounce to show off the ripple effect her orbs were capable of. "At least you get to live and see these for yourself."

Conn licked his lips at the jiggling effect her boobs had. "Mmm, yes, what lovely milkers you've got, Miss Carter."

"Milkers?" Peggy growled. "Did you seriously just roll with THAT as a term for my breasts?!"

"Oh, bugger…" Conn said, aware that he had made a mistake.

"I may have huge breasts, but I'm not a bloody COW!" shouted the infuriated Carter. "You really want to go about calling them THAT with the bloody interpretation I'm fat?!"

"No, that's not-GAAAK!" Conn's eyes widened as Carter grabbed his throat, giving him a tight squeeze with her thumbs pressing into the Adam's apple. As she looked back at his dick, seeing the throbbing rod fall back to meet with her skirt, all she could do was laugh in amusement.

"Agent Conn, are you seriously getting off on being choked?" Peggy laughed. "Oh, how exhilarating! I'll have to remember that for something later."

Conn grabbed hold of Carter's breasts as they continued to hang over the cups of her tits, giving them a hard squeeze. As her nipples were also fully erect, with goosebumps on the areola, he placed his thumbs against the nubs in order to stimulate her even further. Peggy groaned at how his grip on her breasts matched with her choking strength, though the issue with the nipples was what especially caused her to twitch atop his body.

Sitting upright, Conn brought his head close to Carter's bust, even squeezing his face between her mounds. As he kept groping them and holding them down hard with his hands, he realized that Peggy wasn't still doing anything other than whimpering atop his body. Her grip was lost on his throat, and her body reacted appropriately to the actions of her fellow agent..

"Well, come now!" Conn said. "Don't stop undressing yourself! I've got a lot more I want to indulge in while you're here!"

Thus, Carter removed her blouse completely, though she kept her bra on for the moment. Her skirt and panties would be removed next, finally allowing the male agent to push his rod between her cheeks so that he could massage it within her fine ass crack. Peggy certainly felt the stimulation from the rod, though she didn't believe she was going to let him ride this out to an orgasm just yet. She wanted to feel a sense of satisfaction, of course.

Carter remained seated naked on Conn while he continued to smother himself with her tits. Peggy winced and moaned at the continued groping she faced from his touch, her body quietly shaking atop his body. The constant touching she witnessed from his hands and dick was starting to stir up more stimulation in her loins, and Conn could see it when he pulled his head away from her bosom. Her pussy began to leak out a thick yet clear fluid that dangled from the folds, threatening to splash down on his crotch. Knowing now that she was in heat, the male agent couldn't help but get in his own share of fun.

Thus, Conn began to work on shifting his weight under Peggy, rocking back and forth until he was finally ready to shift his weight. Carter cried out as she fell off of the young male and flat on the bed, with the male agent now pinning down her body by placing his hand against her throat.

While it may not have the same effect on Peggy thanks to his Adam's apple, Conn kept his hand over it to share in how it felt to be gripped like that. His other hand, however, trailed its way from her luscious melons all the way down to her pussy. Carter figured out rather quickly what his intention was, and tried to brace herself for when he inevitably pushed those fingers in her.

A gruff grunt escaped through Peggy's teeth, her eyes locked on the ceiling as they stretched out her canal. He certainly showed that all that talk about being with many women before her as a means of "thanks" wasn't just all talk; he knew his way around a woman's genitals, it was just that he was much more ruthless with her as a result of their anger boners.

His fingers clawed around inside her canal, with his fingernails scraping over the roof of her pussy in particular. He was aware of how soft and spongy that area was, thus it was his target for getting the slightly older female agent off. As his hand remained on her throat, he heard how her nostrils flared up, trying to fight back the grip he had on her throat. Her legs curled up as well, with her legs now spread apart as though she were inviting Conn to continue fondling her muff.

Conn did so, creating enough friction inside her pussy to show off just how angry he was in regards to her refusal beforehand. There may have been a slight bit of jealousy built up around Rogers in his mind, but he refused to acknowledge that might have something to do with how fast his fingers worked inside her cunt. Though he did pull his digits out of her tunnel just so he could slap them down on the clit, with her fluids splashing around. Peggy's body jolted with every strike of his palm, unable to remain relaxed while he smacked down on her sensitive nub.

"S-Stop!" Peggy groaned. "You're going to...gnnnnh!"

"What's that, love? What am I gonna do to your minger?" Conn grinned, stuffing his fingers back into her canal in an attempt to finish her off. "Is it gonna shoot out at me? Good! Because I want to watch you cum! I'd love to see how someone with a hysteria for Rogers has been pent up over all this time because she'll never get a purple heart from her buff Yank!" Though he talked big, Conn was quietly impressed with the sounds Peggy made while she was being choked out, not to mention how her pussy responded to the high stimulation of his finger tips.

As he worked faster and she grew in her arousal, Conn watched as her fluids began to spurt from the folds, with a soft queefing sound coming out as well. The male agent didn't know what to make of that, but the sight of how a woman could gush like this without his cock was impressive, as were the higher pitched moans that Peggy began to make. But he smiled over it, doing his best to get her off in nothing flat.

Peggy bit down on her knuckle, keeping up with her breathing now that Conn had loosened his grip on her throat. But it did little to keep her from having that climax, as at long last she was driven to the edge, her hips raised off the bed as she growled in ecstasy.

"GRAAAAAAAAAFUCK!"

Conn backed away from Peggy's pussy, almost falling off the bed as her lubricants blasted from her folds and splashed into the wall behind the headboard. His eyes were wide at the immense amounts of fluids, and while still jealous of Rogers, he became much more infatuated with the female agent, wanting to put his dick in her cunt just to watch and see if she would react any similarly to his length.

While Peggy quivered relentlessly from her post-orgasm experience, and Conn's hand no longer on her throat, the agent thought that she would take a moment to regain herself and reflect on how fantastic that orgasm was compared to the machinery made for 'medical' use. Perhaps it was due to the sweet spot that he managed to hit.

Even before she could recover, Peggy was able to lift her head off the bed once she felt something press against her folds. She witnessed Conn leaning over her, guiding his cock into her hole for more pleasure, though it was clear to her that it was meant more for his own reprieve.

"Are you daft?!" Carter growled, kipping her legs against Conn's chest to back him away from her. "I just came bucketloads and you think it's safe to stick your dick in me like I'm just a pleasure toy?!"

"What, you're not?" Conn asked, almost surprised by that statement.

Carter rolled her eyes at him, getting on her hands and knees while growing closer to his cock. "I'm worn down, thanks to you! But if you really need to use something to wanker off…" Peggy took her breasts and rubbed them against the shaft, keeping it between her melons before giving it a light tug to start. She kept her brow furrowed, keeping her focus on the tip of Conn's dong without staring at his face. The female agent could feel his eyes trying to make contact with hers, though she wasn't about to give him that sense of satisfaction. The moans he made still echoed into her ears, even though she would have rather not listened to his pleasure as it rose to the surface.

As Peggy continued to gaze at the schlong, growing aware of the precum oozing out of the urethra. She made sure to take advantage of that, shifting her boobs back and forth just so her tits could make sure to smooth out the skin for easier motions. To her surprise, Conn moaned even louder, his hands grabbing hold of the sheets as he relaxed his head on the board behind him.

Likely due to how she came down from her climax, Peggy acted more relaxed compared to her previous actions, taking in the musk of Conn while she massaged his rod. While the male agent may have enjoyed the motions Peggy made on his knob, he wasn't completely satisfied. It was namely the pacing at which she moved, slowly rocking her knockers back and forth. He didn't care that it felt good, it wasn't something that he could handle compared to moments prior. The adrenaline was rushing through his veins, and he was ready for something more than a simple boob job.

It was when Peggy opened her mouth wide that he saw something that he could do with her, though he felt it best to gain the element of surprise. The female agent pushed her tongue out to play with the tip while the rest of his rod nestled between her breasts, working the precum out of his slit. She breathed on his member when the crown poked out of her bosom, with her tongue continuously working around the top. Conn may have felt pleased by this attention, but it still wasn't what he wanted, and Peggy would find that out soon enough.

When he was ready to get more ruthless with her mouth, Conn pushed down on the back of her head, forcing his cock down her gullet. Peggy gagged and choked on his rod, with her spit flying out of her ruby red lips. Her eyes shut as she desperately tried to pull back, but the male agent was so adamant on keeping her in place that his grip on her red locks was impossible to fight against, though with the way he held her head he had to allow her breasts to slide off.

She tried to speak to Conn, keeping her leer on him even as he smiled. The problem became apparent that Peggy couldn't speak with such a cylindrical item going down her throat, causing her to gluck inaudibly throughout. Her saliva began to pool out of her lips as well, which worked well for the male agent as it meant they could lubricate his dong for more pleasure. It was becoming harder for Carter to breathe, as Conn continued to pull her into his dick. Even her nostrils couldn't catch a break, with the constant choking making it harder to do anything but cough violently.

When he slammed Peggy's face into his member, Conn could hear the slap of her chin landing on his balls, the moistened skin hitting against the sack hard. As his dick throbbed hard inside her orifice, the male agent knew he would have to let go and dump his load inside her, though he still preferred her mouth over any of her clothing.

Gripping Peggy's hair tightly as though they were bike handles, Conn forced her close to his crotch while he let his jizz pop into her throat. The female agent held her gagging, drowning in the ribbons of cum as they shot down her gullet, unable to pull away as it filled up her lungs. She took the full brunt of the hosing in her mouth, gulping it down as quickly as she could before she ended up completely choking on his spunk, which would clearly be the most embarrassing moment of her entire wartime career.

Once Conn let go of her hair, Peggy lifted herself up and heaved for air. The male agent had himself a good laugh, though it was clear from Carter's look that she wasn't too amused by the incident.

"You bastard!" Carter growled. "You could have killed me with that move!"

"Really now? Then I guess that shows how good my dick is for you, then."

"That is FAR from the point," Peggy said as she wiped the cum off her ruby lips, smudging them just a bit. "For someone who's been with as many women as he claims, you certainly show that you haven't learned a damn thing from any of them, either!"

"Oh, is that right?!" Conn said as he sat up. "You think I don't know how to tame a woman, then?"

"Tame? Is that what you call it?!" Carter scoffed. "A woman isn't to be tamed, she's meant to be - WHOA!"

Conn grabbed Peggy by her shoulders and spun her around, sending her onto her hands and knees atop the bed. The female agent tried to pick herself up, only for the male to dry hump her backside. Carter groaned at how he pounded away at her rear until she felt his pecker rising back up. It amazed her that all he needed was a little stimulation to get so hard once more, but it seemed too easy at the same time.

Then when he was ready to penetrate her holes, the crown pushed against her folds with a whimper being her response. She hissed when it prodded once again, seething as it repeatedly pressed against her cunt without making its way in the canal. "D-Dammit, just shove it in alreadyyyyy!" Carter's hair gripped in Conn's hand once again, giving it a tug as he forced her to watch themselves having sex in the mirror atop the dresser on the wall across from the footboard.

"Nah, why do it so easily? I just want to see how I handle things hands free!"

"You...JERK!" Peggy growled as his shaft finally punctured her vagina, sliding in with unusual ease, yet his girth required stretching her out in order to fit the whole thing in. "You're...agh! Too big!"

"Isn't that good?" Conn laughed. "Are we quite sure that you're experienced in the dual performance? Because you're quite tight…"

"S-SIr, I assure you that this is NOT my first time…"

"Really? Because your frigid personality says otherwise," laughed Conn. His cock finally pushed up against her cervix, letting out a satisfying sigh as Peggy groaned. "And yet, this is the warmest cock cozy I've ever had the honor of penetrating."

"Bloody hell…" Peggy growled, even as Conn kept hold of her hair. "You really only see women as things to conquer, don't you?!"

"Isn't that the point?" Conn asked before giving Peggy's ass a hard smack. She jolted as a result, her body experiencing so much at once that she felt a mess of different feelings all at the same time. Her body convulsed as a result, her eyelids fluttering as a palm mark swelled up as a result of his ass spanking.

With his grip still on her hair, Conn bumped hard into her ass, her cheeks rippling as a result of how fat he pumped into her rear. He bit his lower lip, squeezing his fingers into her hip as his dick continued to pummel her cervix in the far back of her tunnel.

Peggy tried to curl her chin against her chest, trying to endure the reaming that she took from the male agent. But as he gripped her hair and pulled back on it, she could only see the mess her face became after all this sexual enjoyment with Conn; her skin sweaty, her lipstick smudged, and the eyeliner trailing down her face only slightly as a result of how sweaty she became throughout the endeavor.

At some point, Peggy's mouth opened wide as a result of the sharper spiking the cock made inside her hole, though no sound came out of it. Her fingers gripped the sheets they laid atop, though she couldn't quite hold them properly enough to hold comfort while Conn kept reaming her hole.

Then Conn shifted his hands to focus on Peggy's breasts, pulling her up so that her bare back went against his chest. As they remained on the bed, the male agent continued to stare at themselves in the mirror, admiring Carter's boobs as he held them in his hands. As he stared at the melons in the mirror, he gave them a fond squeeze just to watch how they pushed in like a balloon filled with water. It was fun for him, to say the very least.

Conn drove his face into Carter's neckline while he fondled her from behind, biting down on her skin as he tongued away at it. Peggy shifted her hips around to try and combat the aggressive reaming she took, but yet he seemed so enamored with her body that he couldn't keep away from playing with her like she was a human-sized toy. Reaching back, Peggy made an attempt to reach back for his body, pinching in on his skin to punish him for treating her so poorly.

It did seem to work for her, as Conn began to growl into her skin. It hurt, and he tried his best to avoid showing signs of weakness, yet Peggy continued to squeeze in with her fingernails pressing hard into his body. The male agent let go of Peggy, allowing the redhead to crawl away from his body just to watch his face. He gave her a glaring expression, though he was so distracted by the thoughts of what he was about to do to her on an aggressively sexual level that he missed Peggy pinning him down on the bed.

"So, you want to use girls like toys, hm?" Peggy asked as she sat atop him, guiding his cock into her sheath. "Why don't we see what happens when a woman uses a man for the same purpose?"

"Go ahead and bloody tryyyy!" When Carter pushed the crown into her tunnel, that was the easy part for Conn. But when the redhead started rocking against his shaft to get it deeper in her hole, with her lubricants trailing down his skin. Even with her pussy having experienced the girth of the male agent, Peggy mostly did this just to get back at him for his more sexist thoughts. Though she supposed she was no better about it, but she hoped to at least teach him a lesson.

Peggy rode Conn out, watching as he grabbed hold of the headboard behind him while his cock shifted around inside her hole. At the very least, he couldn't complain about the view while Peggy drove her hips forward on his lap, herself amused at how he responded to her shifting around while his dick was in her.

"Not so fun having the tables turned on you, is it?" Peggy asked, leaning over Conn as she rested her scalp against the headboard. "I'm not so different from you, you realize. I've been dealing with Hydra, Nazis, enough wicked people to know how to get my way out of any tight situation!" As if for emphasis, she squeezed her canal in on Conn's cock, watching him tense up as she tried to fight off the sensations it brought to his dong. Peggy had a good laugh, watching him struggle to deal with her being the one on top for a change.

"Even I've got some tricks up my sleeve, you bloody wench!" Conn growled at Carter as he rocked his body underneath Peggy, though it was for his own purposes rather than to try and combat her rocking around with his own. Instead, it was to help him out so that he could shift his weight to his leg in an attempt to flip Carter back. While he had a lack of proper flexibility when compared to the female agent, he had enough training in him to learn how to outmatch that.

"Hey-GWAAAAH!"

He managed to roll his legs over Peggy's abdomen, then let the weight go back down to his legs so that he could pin the redhead properly. Now she was the one on her back, and Conn was able to sit upright, though he went the extra mile to lay on top of her properly. And the best part, at least for him, was that he was able to do all of this while he kept his dick warmed inside her cunt. Just another one of his many talents when it came to handling a woman, even one of her caliber.

Now able to take charge over Peggy, Conn rolled her legs up and folded them over her head, letting him dominate her in his own special way. "So, Peggy, have you ever been in a position like this?" he asked with a grin. "I've found through some Russian lovers that they refer to this as the breeding position, or a mating press. It looks fun, doesn't it?"

A puzzled expression came to Peggy's face, less on the worried side and more annoyed. "And why, pray tell, would they call it that?"

"Because it's meant to guarantee a woman will be impregnated, of course!" Conn then proceeded to pump violently into Peggy's crotch, his dick sliding in and out of the hole with ease thanks to all the lubricants that came as a result of her previous efforts at stimulation.He was more than happy, pleased as punch with himself, to ride Carter out in such an obscene fashion. It was especially glorious to watch her lips thin out, her eyes wide as his dick spiked even harder into her cervix, making an effort to puncture the hole and burrow his crown inside her womb.

Peggy would have likely stated that this was highly impossible, but given she had witnessed a fragile boy grow into a man in less than a minute, she was ready to believe that anything was possible in this world. Even if Stark was able to make a flying suit of armor.

The female agent may have caved just a little bit, wanting to enjoy some sense of pleasure and see if the male agent could actually perform as he said, and inject his seed inside her pussy. She wagered if he could actually pull it off, she might just consider acting a little more submissive for him, even if on her end it was more than just that, an act.

But as Conn kept riding over her, his cock thrusts harder into her hole, spiking with more aggression against the cervix. The female agent tensed up, groaning through her tightened lips while trying to stare anywhere that wasn't directly at Conn and his smug, handsome face.

Peggy turned her head away from the male agent, looking out the window as she tried to distract herself from how good this felt. She didn't want to give him the opportunity to act smug over dominating her, yet he was doing his best to do just that. Conn even grabbed Peggy's cheeks to turn her back to face him, leaning closer into her to keep their eyes on one another.

"Come on, love, you're enjoying the good shag, aren't you?" Conn asked with a smug expression on his face. It was as Peggy would describe a shit eating grin, just happy to be a little shit while trying to invade her reproductive organs.

"HNNNNNNGH!"

Peggy's back arched, leaving the bed when Conn finally managed to slip his dick into the cervix and invade her womb. The crown pushed all the way within her womb, almost stretching it out enough that he could wear it like a condom.

"Ah, that feels about right…" Conn said as he watched Peggy's jaw open. No sound made its way out of her mouth, yet it was apparent to him that she wanted to scream from the way he reamed his way into her organs.

While she showed discomfort in having her cervix broken in such a manner, there was also great pleasure. Conn felt the spurts of lubricants coming out of her cunt when he pulled back from her body, staining the sheets under them. Most of the thicker fluids stuck to the side of his shaft, amusing him so. He never witnessed a woman having such gleeful squirts, small as they were, but it told him that she actually did love the feeling of being reamed like this.

Conn placed his hand just under Peggy's throat, though he still left a grip on it to watch her nostrils flare up. His cock and balls were growing damp from the liquids Carter created, and it became much more apparent that she was getting off on this. And even better for his favor, she wanted more.

The male agent slowed his speed, yet pumped harder into Peggy's crotch until she whimpered so loudly that she had to cover her mouth to avoid waking up any other occupants in the hotel, even though that was far gone by this point. When he spiked into her womb once more, it was enough to finally send the redhead over the edge, her eyes widening as she quivered underneath Conn.

Peggy wrapped her legs around the male agent as she pulled him into her, much to his surprise. As her fluids gushed within her canal and trailed out the folds, Conn couldn't resist this opportunity and let his cum shoot into her womb. The organs filled up quickly, with his little swimmers making their way to the ovaries in an attempt to inseminate her eggs for reproduction. As Conn envisioned it all in his head, he couldn't help but chuckle, believing that he finally had Carter where he had every other woman before her.

Pulling out of her cunt, Conn wiped the sweat off his forehead as he watched the cum ooze out of the folds. He felt he had left more than he envisioned, especially if that much seed came from the cervix. Though Peggy still convulged as she recovered from her own climax, too exhausted by the release to properly move. The first sound she made after that was a coo higher in pitch than her normal voice that illustrated how satisfied she was.

"So, Miss Carter," Conn laughed, "has any machine ever been able to cure your hysteria like that before?"

"Bugger off…" Peggy said, giving a light kick to the male agent. "You know as well as I do what that truly is…"

"Maybe so," Conn said, "but at least you know that I can go for long periods of time, unlike the machines that need to be replaced when they wear down, yes?"

Peggy lifted her upper body off the bed, giving a determined look to Conn as she rested on her shoulders. "Prove it."

##

And so Conn did, with he and Peggy going on for more hours rather than getting the sleep they deserved in regards to the mission they pulled. They had gone through several different positions through the night, which mostly relied on Carter being pushed up against doors and walls while he made certain to dominate her.

But his favorite moment came when he pushed the respected agent against a window, exposing her large tits to whoever might be staying in the next building over. They squished up against the glass, with Conn pushing them around for his own amusement. He reamed her behind hard, the sweat between their bodies splashing about while he held onto Carter's blouse while part of it was wrapped around her throat. He pulled on a sleeve as though it were a leash, keeping her close to him while his dick was still able to slide into her cervix.

"Comfy, darling?" Conn asked. In seeing what he could of Carter's expression against the steamed glass, he could tell that she was grinning from ear to ear, her tongue pushed out against the window as a result of the heat she was in.

"Oh yes! I love it! Tug harder!" Peggy begged. "Pull on my throat, fuck my pussy! You're going harder! I love it! I love being turned into a cock tooooy!" Carter shivered as her fluids shot out of her muff earlier than Conn expected, though he still loved the feeling of having his dick drenched by her gushing lubricants. He only hoped the hotel didn't question it when it came time for them to clean up the room for the next guests.

Figuring that it was time for them to get some shut eye, even though they were about an hour away from the sun to rise over Europe, Conn decided he may as well dump his load on the female agent. He had given her enough of his seed to have multiple potential offspring with her, after all.

Thus Conn let go of the blouse leash, spinning Carter around and squatting her down by the window. Peggy kept her mouth open wide, ready to catch his seed as he tugged hard on his shaft. He groaned as he felt his member peak, ready to shoot his wad out for the redhead.

Thus, his seed shot out on agent Carter, with parts of the spunk shooting straight into her mouth. She ended up wearing most of the milky substance, covering her nose and cheeks. There was a little bit that ended up just under her nostrils and over her lip, with the potential for her to accidentally snort it up. Conn would have said something, but his amusement over seeing that happen was too high.

As if she weren't finished, Carter leaned into the member to clean the slit of the cum oozing out. Conn was ready to sit down and relax until she was done cleaning him off, though her sudden addiction to his slab of meat led to her bobbing her head until he was getting to half-mast.

"Wait, you don't have to…" Conn sighed as Carter popped her lips off, tugging his shaft until he was fully erect.

"Maybe not, but I've grown addicted to your cum," Carter said in a mocking tone. "I know, you're tired, exhausted...but what was that about going for long periods of time?" She smiled smugly, with Conn realizing he was eating his words.

"I still need sleep, you know!"

"Then you haven't done enough work in the war to know how to survive long periods without it." As Carter went back to playing with his dick, Conn sighed as he stared at the ceiling. He certainly had Peggy where he wanted her, like every other woman, but it figured he finally found one with more stamina than he did.