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🕑 Added 2018-09-22 21:00:00 +0000 UTCHiro was fucking Harley Quinn and she actually seemed to be loving it—holding her ass high up in the air and letting him plunge into her as deep as he could go.
Karen watched for a few seconds, not making a move. She would’ve thought knocking the wall down would’ve interrupted, but she guessed that if she were actually going through with it and dipping her (metaphorical) dick in crazy, that she would hope it would be good enough to overshadow some wanton property damage.
Her clit was rubbing irritably against her panties, just from the breaths that also lifted up her famous teats like a weightlifter benching 500-lbs barbells. Karen looked over at Atlee, but she was even more boondoggled than Karen had been. The girl was so sheltered, it was possible she hadn’t even seen any sex acts she wasn’t performing. Karen wrote her off and walked over to the fucking couple, who didn’t even hear her coming. They were too immersed in their own groans and—tightness.
It wasn’t until Karen was standing right in front of them that Harley sensed something amiss and opened her eyes. They filled with fear and shame at being caught in the act. Power Girl was towering over her, glaring down at her. She couldn’t even see Karen’s face with the sun glaring behind her. But Harley could sense her menacing stare.
“Uuuh!” she groaned as Hiro continued to pump into her from behind. He was pretending she was Ivy, his eyes tightly closed. He didn’t even know that Karen was there.
There were questions in Harley’s gaze: will you stop us? Will you join in? What will you do?
But she couldn’t speak except to moan. Her eyes grew even bigger as she noticed how damp the crotch of Power Girl’s costume was.
A new question filled her eyes: how can I serve you?
Karen stepped forward, thinking to separate Harley and Hiro, but somehow she slipped, overexerted herself, brought her body right in front of Harley, her groin in Harley’s face. As Hiro buffeted Harley with his manic thrusts, Harley was jogged forward into Karen. She was practically forced into Karen’s pussy, the smell of Karen’s arousal overpowering her. Harley strained forward, forcing Hiro to follow her to stay deeply embedded in her cunt, keep fucking her as she pressed her face into Karen’s still clothed pussy.
Karen reached down to Harley’s head to push her away, but she ended up just holding Harley. The clown was still mewling passionately at having Hiro inside her, but the sounds were muffled by Karen’s groin. Harley didn’t stop crying out, it was just that her lips parted and shuddered directly into the lips of Karen’s labia, the vibrating moans seeming to run deep into Karen—as if Hiro were fucking her right through Harley.
Karen endured twenty seconds of Harley’s stifled outbursts before she surrendered, pulling Harley against her sex, making no move to prevent her from pulling the crotch of her costume out of the way and burying her face in Karen’s cunt. Her pussy heaved and clenched, but she didn’t care if Harley suffocated in it. She thrust her hips forward and let Harley feel the rippling shudders of her own pleasure. Harley’s tongue struck at the folds of her cunt, hit her clit with unerring precision, even as she continued moaning and gurgling with Hiro’s thrusts into her. It was too good, too much. Karen’s orgasm hit her like a stick of dynamite going off.
Her head rolled back, eyes almost bugging out of her skull, suddenly she realized that Atlee had come in with her, that Atlee was watching everything that had happened. She caught sight of the brunette, hands clasped over her mouth, eyes wide, looking over her and Harley at her crotch and Hiro behind her, thrusting away, looking at all of them with the same stunned disbelief. Karen couldn’t believe she was being grouped together with the two of them, couldn’t believe she was doing what they were doing, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop when it felt so good, each lap of Harley’s tongue keeping her plateauing in orgasm.
Then Hiro saw her. His mind was stunned, confused, but his body couldn’t stop. He kept fucking Harley with wild, powerful lunges, and as he looked down Karen’s perfectly voluptuous body to see Harley sucking and licking and running her tongue over her slit, all hopes of reason prevailing lost. His lust went into overdrive and he fucked Harley even harder, making her cry out with ecstasy as she squeezed Karen’s well-rounded ass.
As for Harley, she was shocked that such a tough customer as Power Girl would be so deliciously sweet. Her cunt was very soft and very hot, and wet enough to make her think that both of them got off on things that weren’t exactly kosher. She slid her tongue in and out of Karen’s exquisite sex, sucking hard on the outer folds, then fucking her tongue back inside, while her own pussy gripped Hiro with a desperate pressure.
Atlee felt her mind whirling, clicking closer to some decision, almost knowing what to make of this or what to do. Should she join in? Run? Try to knock out Harley Quinn like a good superhero would? She was on the verge of deciding one way or the other when a whip cracked, her throat constricted, and the next thing she knew, she was in whirling motion, yanked clean off her feet by the pull of Selina’s whip.
Karen heard, and was not so lost in Harley’s tonguing that she didn’t turn her head to see. When she did, it was just in time to notice the massive vine, as thick around as a car tire, that rammed into her. She was carried, groaning, into the wall, pinned against its load-bearing heft as more tentacles reached for her, wrapping around her arms and legs, piledriving into her mouth with the rank taste of anesthesia. Someone was trying to knock her out, and as Karen pulled at her bonds, ripping them up only to feel new vines grabbing at her, she felt dizzy. They just might… succeed…
“Harl, you stupid idiot!” Ivy called, desperately pouring on more of her plantlife minions as Power Girl tried to break free. “Stop fucking that boy and go to the lab, get my new formula, it’s our only chance!”
“I don’t—think—I can walk!” Harley gasped out, eyes rolled back in her head as Hiro plowed into her. He’d given up on anything but the prospect of climax, just rutting into Harley harder and harder…
Ivy waved her hand and one of her vines snapped, knocking Hiro away from Harley before rushing over to try and hold Power Girl down. “Now, Harl!”
Harley grumbled to herself as she ran off, dodging bullets of masonry from a recovered Terra, who was in no mood to let Poison Ivy continue to sic tentacles on her bestie.
Hiro laid unconscious, but still erect, his manhood standing straight up in the air as the four-way fight raged on all around him.
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Shendude
I love this story so much, it's so ridiculous and over-the-top.
