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Without warning, Bruce lunged to his full height, yanking his prick from Harley’s mouth. He stiffened, then the first hot gush of his orgasm exploded onto Harley’s face. She wailed with surprise and delight, climaxing in sheer submission to Bruce. He’d want her to enjoy being ejaculated on, to get off to the taste of his cum as it slammed into her open mouth and burned down her throat.
She latched onto his cockhead and sucked frantically at its ejaculation, swallowing all she could, her eyes blazing ecstatically as the taste hit her brain again and again. Bruce grabbed her by the back of her head, slamming his cock home into her hot mouth, his legs trembling as cum jolted out of him again and again until there was no doubt her mouth, her throat was his.
“Ahhh. That was very nice, Harley,” he said softly, his chest billowing in and out with deep breaths. “You’re getting good at that.”
“Thank you, sir,” Harley murmured with a garbled voice when he pulled his cock out. She laid back against the toilet’s cistern. Her mouth drifted open and excess cum fell out of it, landing on her shapely breasts. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, dripping with cum too.
Bruce stepped over her, his wide stance letting him stand on either side of her seated hips. Grasping her hair, he rubbed his cock into her face. Harley could do little more than sigh, tasting him as he ran himself over her panting tongue. But she wasn’t expected to lick, or to do anything really. He was showing her that she was his, even when there wasn’t an ounce of energy left in her body.
Bruce pulled back, looking down at her. “You’re in quite a state, Harley. Not very appealing at the moment.”
“Whose… whose fault is that?”
“If it was something you didn’t want, you certainly enjoyed it plenty.”
Harley smiled at him, wicked and sly. Her eyes were unfocused. From the waist up, she was drenched in his cum, especially her face. He’d rubbed it into her skin with his cock until it was a virtual mask. Now she felt a warm glow inside herself, a feeling of contentment. He was still looming over her, his cock stiff and half-erect in her face. Cum beaded on the cleft of his cockhead. Harley stared at it, softly purring.
“I still didn’t… didn’t get it all,” she whispered. She looked up at him. “I love it when you come down my throat.”
“I thought you didn’t like sucking cock, Harley. You said you didn’t want to, remember?”
“But I love your cock!” Harley insisted. “It’s so big and hard and it tastes so good, so hard, and it throbs so much, and when you come, I come too! I know I’ve made you happy…”
“Harley,” he said wryly. “Are you trying to cozy up to me? Get me to be nice to you like I was before so you can try to kill me again?”
Harley shook her head firmly, throwing a few drops of cum out of her hair. “No, sir! I would never do a thing like that! That’d be wrong, and mean, and bad, and I love you so much, master.”
Bruce sighed. “If you misbehave again, Harley, there will be consequences. Real consequences. I would hope someone with a PhD would be smart enough to realize that.”
“Of course, Brucie, master, I know that,” Harley demurred. “I’ll be good from now on. You can still spank me all ya want, though. And fuck me and make me blow you. I like being your little slut. What Gotham girl wouldn’t want to be Batman’s bitch?”
“Stop dripping cum on the marble and get in the shower, cocksucker.”
“Your cocksucker,” Harley giggled, springing to her feet and striking an alluring pose. “Your anything-ya-want-me-to-be!”
“I want you to be clean.” Bruce gave her a shove toward the shower. “Wash off before I get a hose.”
“Master, please, don’t tempt me like that!”
***
“How can you have so much stamina and be so tired in the morning?” Dick asked.
Koriand’r groaned, still half-asleep. Her husband was out of bed already, dressing for the day. “How can you stalk the rooftops at night and be a morning person?” she retorted.
The bedsheet was down at her hips, uncovering her body with its deep bronze coloring, supple muscle all along her back. Even underneath her, her breasts were prominent—being crushed against the mattress only hid about half of them, with the visible sides being a tempting hint at what was covered.
Kory made no move to either hide or flaunt herself. It amused her to see how much her body alone, without artifice or offering, could entice Dick.
Her bet paid off. Dick sat down on the bed and leaned over her, kissing her turned head. Awake, under his eye, Kory often felt like there was an electric charge going through her. If Dick could resist her asleep, he certainly couldn’t resist the ardor and skill and affection animating her when she was conscious
Fully dressed, Dick stretched out behind her, wrapping his body around hers. Kory felt his growing erection pressing against her bare ass. He kissed her neck.
“I think you’re starting to regret getting us girls the greenhouse,” Kory teased.
Dick ran his hand from the curve of Kory’s breasts down to her ass, as if verifying that every inch of her was naked under the sheet. When he was done, he patted her curvy buttocks appreciatively. Kory bit down on her pillow. It was wicked of her, but she wanted to torture her husband a little.
“Poor, poor Dick. We all wanted a piece of you and now you can’t give it away.”
“I think I can give it pretty well, actually.”
“I’m not awake yet. I couldn’t possibly be with you.”
“I won’t see you for a week.”
“I suppose by then, I might be interested. You know… nostalgia and all that…”
Dick kept kissing her neck, squeezing her breasts through the sheets. Then his hand slid down her belly, cupping her sex with the sweetness of the satin sheets gloving his fingers.
“Your pussy’s real warm for a girl who isn’t interested,” Dick hissed in her ear.
She loved having her bluff called. Dick knew she wanted him and he’d prove it, affirm their claim on each other. And she enjoyed the power of arousing Dick with no more than her sleeping form.
Kory moaned. He had his stiff cock out of his unzipped pants, pressing against her ass, between her buttocks. She felt its heat as he slid it back and forth. He forced the sheet away from her. Kory cooed as she was exposed. She felt Dick’s lust for her literally grow, his cock throbbing hard against her anus, making it tingle. X’Hal, if he sodomized her first thing in the morning…
“Your cock’s real hard for a man who’d rather I fuck a plant,” Kory retorted, though they both knew her resistance was coming to an end. By the look on Dick’s face, her beautiful detective must be able to see it in the green of her eyes.
Dick had made her his mission. He wouldn’t stop now until he’d gotten her off. He had a long trip ahead of him, a flight over to Titans East to check on their operation, but he didn’t care. In this moment, he cared about nothing but their love. Kory could only be with him. As much as she loved their friends, the other wives, the Titans and their family—oh, how quickly she gave in when it was just them!
“You know it’s not like that,” Dick chuckled. Kory felt a flicker of anger—of course, she was the oversensitive one, just because she was in touch with her emotions, unlike half the people she knew on Earth.
She gripped Dick’s wrist, her superior strength making it clear he would have to take her seriously. “How is it not like that, my love?” she asked witheringly.
“I don’t like feeling like some of you have to do without—that I can’t fully satisfy you, Kory, without slighting Helena or Dinah or Babs.”
“Then why are you with me and not Helena or Dinah or Babs?” Kory demanded.
“I don’t know—maybe last night you needed me the most. The greenhouse takes care of physical needs, stress relief, but I know you all need attention…” Despite her hand holding his away from her groin, he reached out with his fingers, tracing their tips along her inner thighs. “Tender loving care. You can’t get that from a plant. And I’m happy to give it to you.”
“So. You want to ‘fully satisfy’ me?” Kory quizzed him, loosening her grip on his hand. It let him get a little closer to her sex.
“Yes, Kory. Absolutely.”
“You think you’ll have time for that? You’ll be late for your flight.”
“Let me worry about that. I know you have needs, Kory—important princess needs—” Dick slipped his hand out of her grasp and took charge, turning Kory over onto her belly.
Kory moaned happily as the motion put her face into a patch of morning sun. She loved fucking in the daylight, especially when it touched her naked flesh. No amount of lingerie could compare to how the sun felt on her skin.
“And you can meet them?” Kory panted, feeling him pulling her asscheeks apart to delight in the sight of her tiny puckered asshole.
“I’ve had some amount of training. Hand me the lube, Kory.”
Kory purred as she picked the bottle up from the nightstand and handed it back to him. She hardly needed it—assuming he would be using her cunt today, and as set as they were on doing their part for the breeding crisis, it would be irresponsible to have anal sex. But it was another way of Dick saying he intended to pamper her, to tend to her, to take care of her every conceivable want. She wouldn’t gainsay him any of that.
She felt the cool oil trickle onto her cunt—he’d said she was warm, but she was burning up, and then his fingers… callused and hard, but his touch made them soft. He massaged the oil into her, cooling her and firing her at the same time, until she was a furnace at just the right heat for him to enter.
Dick groaned as he thrust himself inside her. He took hold of her hips, hands wet from her cunt, as he pumped against her plump ass. Kory moaned, feeling her breasts begin to sway under her.
“Yeah, it won’t take long to satisfy you,” Dick mused, pleased with himself, and Kory couldn’t contradict him at all. “Say it, baby. I love it when you say that.”
Kory grinned shakily. He was making light of her religion, but then, she did worship an energy being experimented on by the Psions. “X’Hal!” she gasped, before biting down on her pillow until she tasted feathers.
Dick loved fucking her from behind. He always said she had a wonderful ass. Kory retorted that she had beautiful breasts as well, to which Dick replied that not seeing the orgasmic look on Kory’s face as she enjoyed herself allowed him to last longer. Kory didn’t wholly accept the argument. Long was nice, but short could be fun if it were—memorable. Intense. Anyway, wasn’t the point of this exercise to satisfy her in a hurry?
Of course, whenever Kory thought of something, Dick was usually five steps ahead of her. Now that he’d set up a rhythm, he put one hand in her voluminous hair, pulling on it like she was a beast of burden and those were the reins. His other hand reached under her, squeezing pleasure into her breasts.
“X’Hal!” Kory cried again as he fucked into her harder. He’d earned it.
Dick might have mounted her, even been trying to tame her with that bitch-breaker of a cock, but he was also the one acting like an animal. She knew, intellectually, that he thought through and calculated every move—it was his nature—but all she felt was instinct, passion, lust. They’d met in the middle, both of them a blend of rage and tactics. Where Dick let his skill rule his heart, Kory was the other way around. She wondered what their child would be like.
Dick was thinking that Kory was about the horniest woman he’d ever met. Only Helena put up a competition, and it was more of a compulsion with her, a way of cathartically venting all her issues. Kory simply loved to fuck. Sometimes he thought she loved him just because he was good in bed. Well, Kory loved everyone. Him being good in bed probably only helped her love him the most.
He fucked her long and hard, using the sizable weapon of his cock to bring Kory ecstasy from the moment it entered her cunt. No matter how many times they did, Kory always moaned and shook as it was fed into her, getting off on every inch of hot, throbbing manhood he slid inside her. She loved it. She moaned out adoration and love and pleas for more. Every inch of his throbbing cock slammed a new wave of pleasure into her. Kory was almost too much for him to handle, but then, he was almost too much for her to handle too. And it thrilled Dick to see a woman so aroused by him.
“X’Hal! X’Hal!” Kory cried jubilantly. “Really fuck me now, Dick! It’s time to get me off!”
Dick pulled hard on her hair, assuring himself that if he ripped out a few locks, she certainly had enough to spare. He sped up, ramming into her cunt now, letting her hear him grunt. His hand squeezed her breast with roughhewn force.
She loved it. Her Dick, her man-beast, mating her like a bitch in heat. His big cock crashed into her, sucking back out only long enough to be driven back in. Dick grunted each time he slammed into her. His crushing hand hurt her breast wonderfully. The bed shook.
Kory was glad they had the Clocktower to themselves this morning. When Dick was this vigorous, so many others would come expecting their turn. But Kory wasn’t going to share today. No, she was going to be greedy. She was going to take the whole thing!
“Breed me, Dick!” she keened. “Start our family! Give me a child! I’m ready to be a mother! I want your seed to—to—nnngh! In my fucking womb!”
Dick growled low in his throat, pulling so hard on her hair that she cried out in unexpected pain. Kory was yanked onto her knees, Dick behind her, wrapping her in a chokehold, cupping her face with his hands to hold her in place as he kissed her. Then he came.
She felt his load pump into her womb, his deeply buried cock throbbing with each ejaculation that passed through it. They both groaned as his essence flowed out of him and into her, a pure animal act, life burrowing inside Kory’s fertile body.
“X’Hal,” Kory moaned against Dick’s mouth, thanking her goddess for making her like this, making child-rearing start in this perfect act of love and pleasure. She could feel his cum gushing inside her, making a space for their future child, and she loved the sticky, slimy feeling as her sex was given purpose, meaning. As much as she enjoyed it when he came on her face, on her breasts, anywhere on her body, it seemed like such a waste now, in comparison to this glorious consummation. “Thank you, Dick. Oh, thank you.” She gently pried his arms away from her body. “You’d never need to force me, my love—oooh, but how intoxicating to think you could!”
Finished, Dick pulled out of her, rolling over onto his back with a weak groan. Kory trilled sadly as his dripping prick left her sex. As much as she knew Dick was meant for other things than pleasuring her—as hard as that was to believe—bringing an official end to this mating session seemed particularly mournful.
Dick picked himself up and tucked himself away, zipping his clothes up again. Some water splashed on his sweaty face and anyone would be hard-pressed to tell how he had pleasured her. Kory frowned. She didn’t like the thought of that.
“You may have satiated me too much, Dick,” Kory said, jovially threatening. “One day I could decide to keep you.”
“I doubt Batman would appreciate that.”
“And how many children has he? When you’ve given me as many, then he can criticize me.”
“I’ve gotta go, Star. My ride’s almost here.” Dick went to the closet, taking out something almost like a collapsible wheelchair. Only in this case, it folded out into something more like a rickshaw, with a parachute built into the back that Dick now looked over.
Kory twisted on the bed to scrutinize him. “Oh. Someone’s giving you a ride.”
In many cases, the most convenient and secretive way for a superhero to travel was to hitch a lift with someone capable of flight or superspeed. Of course, being carried miles through the atmosphere in someone’s arms or on their back was rarely comfortable or dignified.
The rickshaw was the simplest solution. Someone like Batman sat down in it, someone like Superman put on the harness at the other end, and the latter flew as per normal while the former essentially para-glided behind them.
Dick caught the implicit question. He was, after all, trained by the world’s greatest detective. “Supergirl. She’s thinking of joining Titans East, so I’ll be seeing if she’s a good fit while I check them out.”
“Ah yes, Titans East,” Kory nodded. “Because she’s so young.”
“Well, eighteen. Older than I was when I started. I’m thinking of putting her in a leadership role, or at least the team’s heavy-hitter.”
“Yes. She’s quite a strong woman.” Kory grinned. “You must like that about her.”
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