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Knock Knock update
🕑 Added 2020-04-22 16:00:04 +0000 UTC
“It is big, isn’t it?” Diana teased, remembering how it had felt when she took Peter for the first time.
It was unworthy of her, but she envied Zatanna. Not enough to deprive her friend of the magnificent time she was about to have, but certainly more than an Amazon, a Justice Leaguer, and a general female role model should crave a big cock. She hoped Zee ended up not being able to take the whole thing, that Peter’d fuck her brains out in a minute or so and return to her…
“Fuck, yes, it’s big! It’s big and it’s inside me!” Zatanna yelled, feeling conflicted herself.
She felt an egotistical gleam at having Peter’s cock instead of Diana, she felt anxious about taking it all as Diana had, and she felt like making Peter even happier than Diana had. Sure, she was Wonder Woman, but Zatanna had technique.
Nothing wrong with a little healthy competition.
Zatanna rocked back and forth, her gloved hands braced on Peter’s chest, her knees spread wide not to fit around Peter’s narrow waist, but for her fishnet-clad thighs to accommodate Peter’s cock. Peter moaned as her feverishly warm sex gripped his member. His hands on Zatanna’s hips, fingers digging into her plump ass, he pulled her down onto his prick.
“All the way!” he gasped, jabbing up into her with quick needy thrusts that seemed to hit Zatanna ten at a time.
Zatanna’s mouth fell open. Her eyes glazed over. She shivered as the pleasure of Peter’s thrusting overcame her more and more. Then she tripped down to kiss Peter hard on the mouth.
“Hnnn! Fuck me good, Parker! Your cock is all I need! All I need!”
“And your pussy’s—sucking on me—so goddamn hot!”
Diana moved a little closer, wanting to see exactly what was happening inside Zatanna’s soft flesh—what incredible things Peter’s cock was doing to Zee after the command performance he’d given with her.
Zatanna pistoned herself on Peter’s member so hard that she came off of it. She trembled with desperation to have it back inside her, but as she groped for it, her eyes gleamed with improvisation—a look Diana well knew. Zatanna grabbed his shaft and held it lengthwise against her slit, sliding and rubbing against it so it was bathed in her juices, the engorged knob slipping against her juicy clit. Zatanna quivered with the thrill of contact. She rubbed herself hotter and harder against the length of his manhood. As the friction grew, her clit burgeoned its way out of its hood.
“Huuuhgh!” Zatanna moaned as she masturbated with Peter’s erection, feeling out a thick vein with her gripping hand, tracing it as her tongue lolled out of her mouth.
“I want back inside!” Peter babbled, trying to thrust up into her. “God, Zatanna, I need your cunt!”
Zatanna held him so that he rutted against her slit for a few precious strokes, then she couldn’t resist anymore. His ass crashed down on the bed and while he was down, she slid his cockhead to her opening and let him push inside her, sink deep inside her womanhood.
Diana could see the muscles of her belly rippling, trying to pull Peter deeper into her, or perhaps trying vainly to retain some tightness while Peter entered her as fully as he could. Sighing passionately, Zatanna lowered herself down onto Peter, gaining the last few crucial inches of his member as she came to rest on his groin. She seemed so out of it—so saturated with pleasure—that when her hips rolled and pumped, Diana half-believed her body was acting of its own accord.
“Ohhh, shit, shit! That feels so good!” Zatanna whined, tightening her fishnet stockings on Peter’s waist, unwilling to be deprived of an inch of his buried cock.
“Zee! Fuck! Zee, keep doing that! Keep sucking my cock with your—fucking perfect pussy!” Peter dug his fingers deep into Zatanna’s voluptuous flesh as he thrust up into her, kicking her body upward and letting her weight come back down on him. The action effectively hilted her over and over again. Diana could see the cream running down Peter’s erection, his balls throbbing where they were pressed up against her crotch.
“Don’t come yet!” Diana warned Peter. “She can take more—she deserves so much more!”
“Then she’d better slow down!” Peter groaned, his eyes shut.
Diana could see neither of them could resist the rising tide, no matter how much more satisfying a long session would be. Zatanna didn’t have it in her to control herself long enough to savor the fuck. Irrepressible and headstrong as always, she’d barrel towards climax as quickly as she could, getting barely anything out of that spectacular cock.
Diana reached under Peter’s bent legs, finding a throbbing spot beneath his scrotum. She pressed the pad of her forefinger into it. Peter groaned, still fucking Zatanna and enjoying it immensely, but his cum was locked up in his body so long as Diana was pressing on that nerve.
The headlong rush towards orgasm was driving Zatanna mad, her fat ass writhing and jiggling as she took Peter’s rigid thrusts, a rider barely staying in the saddle. His strokes sent her flying upward, nearly coming off his cock before Peter’s grip caught her and he brought her back down.
As Zatanna traipsed from the base of Peter’s manhood to its tip, Diana saw how swollen the poor man’s prick was by this point. His cockhead was a vivid purple, burgeoning with caught blood. Then Zatanna came down on his manhood again, her back arching as she took it all. Shivering, moaning, she began her orgasm.
“Nnnn! Yes! Yes, yes, yes!”
Peter threw his head back, bursting his pillow into a flurry of down feathers. “That’s enough, Diana, let me come! I’m going to explode!”
“Let her have another one!” Diana urged him.
“It hurts!”
“And her pussy makes it worth it,” Diana argued. “That’s why you’re still fucking her.”
Zatanna’s splayed pussy rode up and down Peter’s member, gripping and sucking it in an endless kiss. Peter’s muscles shook with the tension he felt, past the point of coming but still holding it in. He wanted so badly to come with Zee—to fill her full of cum. But for all she could see Zatanna and Peter’s need, Diana found herself yearning just as badly. She wanted to be fucked too.
“Ohh! Ohh! Don’t stop, Peter! Please, no!” Zatanna gasped out, her hips bucking and twisting as she tried to take Peter’s immense cock even deeper.
Diana shook her head. Peter’s sex organ was spasming powerfully against her fingertip. “I have to let him go, Zee. He needs it!”
“Gggh!” Zatanna sang, still having her orgasm or possibly launching into yet another one. Her clit rasped against the pistoning shaft of Peter’s cock. Her nipples jutted out firmly. As sweet nectar rushed from her split cunt, she squeezed her breasts as if clinging to them for dear life. “Fuck, I’m gonna die! Feels so fucking good I’m gonna die!”
“I need to come!” Peter cried.
Zatanna fell off him, trapped in an orgasm that filled up her entire body. Diana let go of Peter and moved to straddle him, to get his prick inside her before it was all over. But it was already too late. She saw Peter’s cockhead swelling, the cleft blazing white and liquid.
Peter, however, knew what to do. She grabbed Diana’s head and pulled her down to his manhood. Diana could see what she was doing—she pursed her lips into a soft, wet O before she was forced onto his cock. Even as he slid over her tongue, against her throat, she tasted his salty cum being born from him. A powerful spurt impacted the back of her throat; she swallowed instinctively.
“Ggggugh!” she moaned. It tasted like ambrosia.
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