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Sleeping With A Friend
🕑 Added 2020-08-13 21:55:23 +0000 UTC
Donna Troy knew when a man wanted her. Dick Grayson had taken her out for lunch at a cozy place on the far side of town. They had a few drinks. Donna was in a good mood. She always liked spending time with Dick and she liked seeing him enjoy himself as well. But she was aware that now he was ogling her. Sending out signals to prepare her for the inevitable seduction.
Since her last break-up, Donna’s sex life had been meager. She was leery about letting herself get involved in a relationship that was more trouble than it was worth, and so she restricted herself to casual sex, one-night stands with no complications.
The sex was… better than nothing. She couldn’t really indulge herself in seeking out a good booty call because that was the next best thing to a relationship and hopping from bed to bed made her feel cheap.
Now here was Dick, young, bursting with vitality, sitting right beside her in the restaurant booth. They were such good friends that it felt like a sin, but she didn’t care. The idea of fucking him filled her mind. Did he want an honest-to-Rhea relationship? Some men did. Wouldn’t fuck without it.
She could trust that he wouldn’t just use and abuse her, but would going to bed with him be as casual as she wanted or would it be even more permanent and transformative than the romance she wanted to avoid? Maybe she was better off just keeping him a fantasy—she was turned on enough that masturbation would net her a surefire orgasm.
Donna wondered, if she rejected him, would he jerk off thinking about her? The idea of him stroking his cock made Donna feel like she had started masturbating herself. She wanted him. What could be less complicated than that?
Dick put his hand on her thigh as they talked and things felt very complicated indeed, solely from how aroused Donna felt. Did it count as a relationship if she ended up wanting him so bad that she couldn’t say no to him, to his cock? She imagined anyone looking at them would think they were lovers already. Her pussy was sopping wet and Dick’s fingers seemed so close to it…
“You know,” Dick said, “if your room at the Tower isn’t working out for you, you can feel free to use mine.”
Donna groaned. “That’s a very forward way to talk, Dick.”
“I’m just being honest.”
“Well, then I suppose I should tell you that I’d use your room—if mine wasn’t working for me.”
“Maybe we should try your room. See if it’s up to snuff.”
His hand moved higher up her thigh, fingers probing through the thin material of her dress to find her panties—her warm, soft pussy beyond.
“Dick!” Donna hissed. “We’re in public!”
“Yeah. Anyone could see who we are. Maybe we should be wearing masks. Put your hand in my lap.”
Donna did what he said, feeling unable to stop herself, though the mischievous grin on her face gave the lie to that. She gasped when she discovered just how engorged he had grown. “Hera! Can I take credit for that?”
“Feel free.”
It was impossible for her to take her hand off the outline of his stiffened length. She found his knob and squeezed it against his thigh, feeling the heat of its readiness right through his pants. Donna clenched and closed her eyes, enjoying the shuddering stimulation of her lust as she held Dick’s hardness in her hand.
“Should we even bother going back to the Tower,” Dick chuckled, “or should we ask if they have a backroom?”
“Shit,” Donna moaned. “You’re insane.”
Dick looked around, an incredible Bat-poker face on as he throbbed between Donna’s fingers. “How much do you think they make around here, minimum wage? Less without tips. If we slipped them a Benjamin to use their meat locker or whatever for just a few minutes…”
“Just a few minutes?” Donna retorted, though it cost her some frustration with herself, playing along with his game. His hand kept probing her sex, making her weak, and his prick felt so wonderful under her own hand—a big throbbing weapon ready to be used.
He took his hand away from her sex—belatedly obeying Donna’s insistence after getting her so warmed up she wished he wouldn’t—but then his hand moved down, under her dress, back up her thigh with all its bare skin.
“Someone will see us,” Donna panted, not sure if she was even asking him to stop.
“Is that enough reason not to?” Dick teased her.
Donna grinded her teeth. “Bastard.”
She would’ve thought her pantyhose would stop him, but they didn’t. His fingers touched her anyway, rubbing and squeezing her labia right through the nylon.
“Donna, you’re shaved,” Dick exclaimed under his breath. “You know, it’s been months since I’ve had a shaved pussy…”
“You know why, don’t you?” Donna sighed.
“Tell me.”
“Because I like to feel a man’s tongue running all the way up my cunt.”
That called Dick’s bluff. He hurried them back to the Tower. Donna kept her hand between his legs as he drove the car.
She couldn’t believe they were actually doing this—that he was doing it and that she was letting him, or that perhaps she had encouraged him, given him some unconscious signal to make a play for her. The thought excited her, scared her. She put up one last token resistance, or at least tried to make Dick own up to what he was doing to her.
“Maybe we should stop and think about this.”
“We thought about it enough while I was massaging your cunt and you were grabbing my cock. Life is too damn short. Why put off the good bits any?”
When they were finally in Donna’s room, they stripped naked immediately. Dick taking off his clothes spurred Donna on; she wondered if he was disrobing to match her as well.
They embraced as if hungry for the feel of each other, falling onto the bed. Donna took his cock in hand. She thrilled at the feeling of the bare flesh down there, soft and satiny. His erection throbbed rock-hard inside her grip. She ran her thumb over his shaft, squeezed and caressed his feverishly hot length.
He was bigger, much bigger than her last boyfriend. That made it seem all the more insane that she was in bed with Dick Grayson, his cock in her hand. But she couldn’t deny it, not with his erection throbbing inside her fist like it was matching her racing heartbeat.
“Let me see your pussy,” Dick said. “Your nice, shaved pussy.”
Feeling a stab of guilt that somehow only aroused her more, Donna opened her legs and let him see everything.
“Beautiful,” Dick said, smiling. “Does it taste as good as it looks?”
“If it doesn’t, you’d better not say shit,” Donna retorted.
Dick pushed her knees up, lowered his face down between them. Then he was lapping at her cunt.
Donna moaned every time his tongue ran over her quivering sex. Her pussy trembled with the juices flowing out of it. Dick eagerly licked them up. The sound of him sucking her folds clean, just for them to be flooded with wetness again, drove Donna wild.
“Fuck, fuck, no!” Donna cursed. “Don’t tease me—I can’t take it after everything. Fuck me!”
“I’m not sure you can take it,” Dick said. “Your slit’s almost too tight for me to get my tongue into.”
Donna dropped her head back against her pillow hard enough to make it burst, the bed stamping its legs on the floor.
Dick grinned and pushed two fingers inside her. Donna cooed, helplessly driven to the verge of orgasm by the penetration. She gaped, stricken, without defenses, as he twisted his fingers to stretch her out and prepare her.
She still wasn’t ready by the time he mounted her, but Donna didn’t think she’d ever be ready for all that. Dick pulled her legs down, past his waist, and then he ushered himself inside her. His cock slid smoothly into her quaking channel despite the size and Donna loved it despite the pain, the feeling of being stretched.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t too big for her cunt, it was that he had a way of entering her that made it inexorable. She loved the feel of his long hard prick suddenly making it so that her pussy was entirely wrapped around him.
Then Dick thrust into her, in and out, the hard pace a compliment to Donna. An acknowledgment that she could take it. She still cried out to urge him on. She wanted him pistoning into her, wanted to be ravished by him, ruined by him. She grabbed his firm ass in her hands, pulling at him every time he lunged into her so Dick was pounding her even harder.
His legs spread, went into the air, left Donna open completely to Dick’s furious volley inside her. She shut her eyes. God, it felt incredible. As insane as it was that her best friend was the one between her legs, that fact made it all the more intoxicating, even special. It was clear she needed to be fucked—who else but Dick would be so determined to take care of that once and for all?
His hands went to her ass, fingers digging into the supple flesh of her buttocks. He squeezed and slapped the flawless skin, adding to the pleasure of his pummeling cock inside. Donna moaned to feel him reach between her buttocks, his middle finger pushing inside her rectum. He reamed her asshole with his finger as his cock kept pumping into her sex.
“You like it?” Dick goaded her, making the deliciousness of it even more prominent in her mind by hectoring her with questions. “You like me fingering your ass, huh? Fucking your ass with my finger?”
“I do! It does! It feels so good!” Donna admitted. She’d used more than one dildo on her ass. When it came to masturbation, being sodomized did something about how self-conscious she felt, made her enjoy it enough to come.
“How would you like my cock in there?” Dick hissed in her ear. “Would you like me to fuck that tight ass, Donna?”
Donna groaned, feeling for the first time the orgasm beginning to swell inside her. “Yes! I’d love it!” Her cunt trembled around his prick, arms and legs both holding tight to his body as she gave herself over to the throes of a climax that was more than just a climax. It was the start of something much, much bigger.
Dick pulled himself out of her. His cock pounded harder than ever, having been deprived of her cunt without getting to come. He flipped Donna over, pulled her up onto her hands and knees. His hands were on her hips as he did it, lifting her ass high into the air.
And he was behind her, running his hands over her luscious buttocks, circling her puckered anus with his fingertips as if to memorize how tight it still was, even after he’d fingered it. Donna knew it would be anything but that after he’d invaded it with his cock.
Donna quivered with lust. Even her last boyfriend hadn’t fucked her in the ass. She wondered if she’d be able to relax herself enough to take it—if she could manage the pain—and most of all, how it would feel having Dick spurt right into her bowels.
She moaned, sensing and then feeling his knob as it pushed between her buttocks, rubbed against her anus. It reminded her of how much she always enjoyed the anticipation, even the pain. It was all part of the wonderful sensation of being first stuffed, then filled—and this time, it would be by Dick.
Leaning over her back, Dick reached around her to grab her breasts. He squeezed his touch deep into their juicy roundness. “You’re one hot fuck, Donna. I always thought you would be, but now I’m sure of it. I’m glad that you like it up the ass, because that’s how I always planned to fuck your brains out.”
“Do it!” Donna gasped. “Fuck me in the ass! Fuck me right out of my mind!”
The lasciviousness of it called to her like a precipice over an abyss. Sex with her best friend, the forbidden fruit, and it being assfucking at that. Dick was about to sodomize her. Not even in her wildest dreams had she imagined that they’d find themselves here.
Dick’s knob pushed directly into her asshole now, but he couldn’t get in. He cursed and Donna tried to force the muscles back there to go slack, but it was no good.
“You’re too dry,” Dick seethed. “Just hold still—I’ll take care of that.”
Donna felt his face, his nose and stubbled jaw, press into her buttocks. His lips sought out her anus, tongue probed inside. Donna mewled with excitement as Dick fucked her with his tongue, fucked her asshole—made her come.
She howled, pushing her ass back against his handsome face, impaling her asshole on his snaking tongue. Dick pulled his mouth away and replaced it with his fingers, first one, then two, twisting them inside her like he had with her pussy. It was clear he didn’t intend to let the tight ring of her sphincter deter him. Donna knew then that it might try to keep him out, but Dick wouldn’t allow himself to be denied. He was going to fuck her ass. Her anus, no matter how tight, didn’t have a say in it.
Donna spread her legs and waited. This time, when Dick pushed his cockhead into her sphincter, he didn’t take no for an answer. They both groaned as he pushed inside of her, Donna feeling the throb of his erection from inside her rectum.
“Fuck, that’s one tight asshole!” Dick gasped. “How’s it feel having your ass be my cock holster?”
“Holy shit, holy shit!” Donna moaned, more aroused than ever to hear him talk about his triumph so crudely. “Shut up and fuck me, Dick! Fuck my ass—you know you can!”
Her face pressed against the exposed feathers of her burst pillow—her eyes closed, mouth open—Donna could only gargle on her sobs, feeling her ass being stretched even further.
Dick sodomized her slowly. His hands held onto her hips like they were molded to them, eyes fixed on the hypnotic in and out of his plunges into her asshole. He carefully stroked himself into her rectum so Donna felt none of the jagged pain that could’ve come from the sodomy, only the steady rhythm, the pulses of delight that almost drowned out the aching.
The sight of his fat cock stretching out Donna’s asshole, owning it, excited Dick. It was different from doing it with Kory. Maybe it was that she was an alien or wasn’t an Amazon or was just a redhead, but she looked different and tasted different and felt different. He’d never expected to have a chance to compare the two friends like this. Any other time Dick probably would’ve called the idea crazy. But right now, it was simple, glorious reality. Fucking Donna’s ass felt like exactly what he was meant to be doing.
Donna slid one hand down, underneath her body, to feel her cunt and all the roiling, clenching motion in it despite its emptiness. Dick’s weight was on top of her, his arms around her, squeezing her plush breasts, too firm to be squashed against the mattress or his palms.
Donna felt completely engulfed by him. The feel of his prick up her ass was delectable; she had completely surrendered to it. There was no pain, or at least nothing that counted as pain to her dazed mind. She only felt the pleasure of holding him inside her, too big and yet buried between her buttocks.
Donna knew now how good he was at this. Dick was as good as sodomizing women as he made himself at everything. She envied Kory. That Tamaranian slut could get Dick in her ass whenever she wanted.
Dick was in heaven. If one memory made it to the end of his life, one recollection survived all the head wounds and concussions and fear gas, he wanted it to be the feel of Donna’s sweet little asshole gripping his cock all the way in, every inch of it, until his balls slapped against her nice, shaved pussy.
Sweet fucking Neptune, Donna thought, he was so good. She knew it had to feel good to be moving his cock in her asshole, that was why men wanted to ass-fuck in the first place, but Dick stayed above it, kept dominating her with a slow and easy rhythm that left Donna whimpering with enjoyment.
Dick was almost ready to come. He’d brought Donna to orgasm countless times; he saw no need to strain something, keeping the sex going until she was outright comatose. It was time to finish himself off and give Donna her just reward.
He pumped faster into her. Donna met his strokes, pushing her hips back to him, babbling out in a dazed attempt to urge him on, as if she could speak anymore persuasively than her upthrust ass could do.
Finally, Dick groaned, a muted roar deep in his throat as he shot his load. Spurt after spurt of his hot cum was fed into Donna’s bowels. She was insensate, eyes rolled back in her head, but her asshole milked his prick, tightening on his shaft to get out every last drop of his seed.
When Dick finally pulled free of her ass, he smacked Donna there as if to sign his work, the sharp jolt of pain bringing Donna somewhat back to consciousness. She obeyed without thinking as he told her to reach back and spread her buttocks so he could see how much cum he’d packed her asshole with.
As it leaked out of her, Donna came again. The sheer depravity of it was too hot to be denied.
“You have ten minutes to rest,” she said, face down in the small pile of feathers that remained of her pillow. “Then I want your cock back inside me.”
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