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Risk It All: More the Merrier (Omake 3)
🕑 Added 2022-02-01 16:02:28 +0000 UTCZen was kinda a funny thing, I realized in hindsight as I listened to Kid Flash run his mouth. We stood on the rooftop overlooking one of the Yakuza safehouses. Super speed was oddly fitting for him given how much he liked to run his mouth at me -- snide remarks about the wardrobe malfunctions earlier when my clone popped into existence naked, remarks about Zatanna's continued absence, and so on. I won't say it wasn't a little annoying, because it absolutely was.
However, the remarks that I had pretended didn't bother me before genuinely didn't bother me now. They washed over me like water off a duck's back, leaving me completely unaffected because of a simple cold-hearted fact. A fact that I shouldn't take so much pride in, but I absolutely did.
While Kid Flash ran his mouth about this and that, talking untolds amounts of shit… whenever he mentioned Megan, I had to fight off a smile on my face. It was kinda fucked up, but it was pretty hard to take his trash talk seriously when I had been fucking his crush every day for the past week. Ever since Megan had walked in on me and Wonder Woman.
I didn't think it would last, especially after we cleared up the misunderstanding that the proper human etiquette when stumbling across an illicit affair was not to cuck the woman in question and blackmail the couple. Apparently, Megan had discovered hentai. Specifically, NTR hentai.
The aftermath was fairly awkward, but I had underestimated Wonder Woman, because it was her that brought Megan the next time we met. For a feminist icon, Wonder Woman was proving to be one hell of a sub, and a cuckqueen on top of that. I'm genuinely not certain if that made things better or somehow worse, but underneath the power and armor was a woman that got off on watching me fuck other girls. I'm pretty sure there was a moral in that story, but I didn't care to find it.
Regardless, Kid Flash went ignored as we underwent the mission. I never took to the bait. Each time Kid Flash said something about how he and Megan were meant for each other, I got the mental image of her begging me to fuck her, and all those things I wanted to say in response were swallowed down. But, even with me refusing to rise to the bait, the mission wasn't exactly smooth sailing.
The Yakuza was targeting my family, so I made sure that they weren't in any condition to do so. The fact that they knew about the apartment was a worrying sign, though. Especially since it wasn't empty.
Killer Croc showing up roided out was also a surprise, along with the counterfeiting operation in a hidden basement that I hadn't known about. The on top was the leader of the Yakuza with a bomb strapped to his chest that I had to disarm.
When the mission was over the debriefing was short and to the point. The chewing out I was expecting about how I had dealt with the Yakuza never came because all the injuries I gave them would heal within a year thanks to my increased ranks in Thou Shall Not Kill. Kid Flash tried to flirt with Megan and Artemis as we all began to break up to head home for the day, and somehow managed to miss the look that Megan gave me.
'I'll be there tonight,' she told me through a private mental connection. I continued on my way to the Zeta Tube after saying my goodbyes for the night.
'See you there, Megan,' I responded, a natural confidence in my step as I stepped onto the platform and a bright flash of light took me back to Gotham City. I was dressed in my civilian clothes -- a simple white long sleeve and slim-fit black jeans complete with some old school converse high tops. All picked out by my Mom, which was a fact that I would never allow to see the light of day.
Mom seemed to understand exactly where my newfound confidence came from. Or, at least she thought she did. So, she used her skills as a fashion designer to make sure that I looked the part to impress the girl she knew I was sleeping with. I could only imagine what she would say if she found out that it was Wonder Woman. And Miss Martian. I'm pretty sure she thought it was Zatanna, but I sadly hadn't seen her in weeks.
Stepping into the streets of Gotham, I heard the sirens in the distance. The long roads and tall buildings carried the sound to my ears long before I saw an ambulance racing down the street. One of many. I watched them go by as I turned down a different street, andwhen I looked back, I found myself looking into the gaze of a girl a handful of years older than me who was flanked by a couple of her friends.
"You're Ren Song!" The girl blurted at me as soon as we came face to face, drawing the attention of the other two. All three of them were pretty. Based on the tags on their wrists, they were club-hopping. And based on how one swayed dangerously where she was, they were a few clubs deep into their crawl.
"Uh… yeah?" I returned, caught slightly off guard. But, I shouldn't be. Not anymore.
"Can we get a picture?! Actually, we're going to go clubbing, wanna come with?" The drunk one questioned, and before I could even answer, the three of them glomped onto me. One of them raised her phone up high to snap the shot before I could react. I recognized the Instapic app that was open on her phone, so I threw on a winning if slightly strained smile.
"Sorry, can't go clubbing with you all, but have fun!" I said after the three girls had gotten their picture, quickly pulling away from them as I hurried along down the street. I scratched at the back of my neck, feeling a faint flush crawl up my face. I wasn't used to that kind of attention. And it seemed almost crazy to me that I was getting recognized off of the street just because of a few photos I had posted online.
My decision to post pictures of myself online had been born from a few things -- Wonder Woman had given me plenty of ideas on how to better rake in prestige, and all the ideas she brought up worked to vastly increase my prestige gains. Some of them more risque than others. With that surge of prestige, I invested more into myself, and my various forms of generating prestige. Like going to Instapic, then mastering stuff like the guitar, cooking, and so on.
Because of it, I had a cool million prestige burning a hole in my pocket.
It was almost as crazy as the fact that I had absolutely brushed off those girls. Simply because I already knew exactly who I would be sending my night with. With a pleased grin on my face, I made my way up to my apartment and slid the key in. Opening the door revealed a very different style of decoration than when my parents and I lived here.
It was like it was my own apartment. I mean, it was, but everything had been picked out by me. The couch, the huge TV, and so on. Kicking the door behind me, I continued down the hall to where my old room had been. Opening the door, my smile grew when I saw that it was already occupied.
The smell of feminine arousal hit me like a wall as I entered my room, finding the culprit with ease. Wonder Woman stood in the center of the room, dangling from two hooks that were clamped onto her swollen nipples, supporting the weight of her large breasts and stretching them up toward the ceiling and forcing her to stand on the tips of her toes. Her hands were bound behind her back in fuzzy handcuffs. Between her muscular thighs was an industrial-strength magic wand, pressed into her pussy and vibrating at full speed. Her moans were muffled by a ball gag, spit flowing through the gaps down her chin, dribbling down her neck and breasts.
She stood in a puddle of her own arousal as it ran down her thighs, and from the size of the puddle it was clear that she had cum dozens of times since I left her here hours ago. Except for a blindfold and a pair of headphones -- which playing loud music, because her hearing was too sharp for simple earmuffs to dampen -- her entire body was bare. Her abs contracted as I watched, and more arousal spilled over the vibrating top of the wand, her nipples stretching further as she temporarily lost her precarious footing and they were forced to withstand the full weight of her breasts.
She could have flown. Even half an inch would have put her in a vastly more comfortable position. But, Wonder Woman chose not to. She never did. Despite all of her power, I had come to accept that Wonder Woman was a Sub. Capitalized, because she deserved it. She got off on the immorality of our relationship, and being humiliated and degraded. While I don't think I had ever managed to actually hurt her, she loved me at my roughest.
I'm pretty sure the feminist movement would die a dog's death if the world ever caught sight of her like this.
"Rhen?" Wonder Woman questioned -- her words muffled by the ball gag -- as I closed the door behind me. Her senses were deprived, but still there. I walked forward, not answering her as I circled her like a shark. Her body was perfect. So damn perfect. Honestly, it wasn't fair. No normal woman could compete with this. Stopping behind her, I placed my hands on her firm ass, kneading the firm flesh in my hands for a moment. Wonder Woman grunted in response, trying to offer her glorious ass up to me as much as she could without actually helping her situation.
In doing so, she revealed the small ring poking out from between her full asscheeks. Hooking a finger in it, I began to pull it back, fighting against her as she clenched up, almost as if her ass was trying to keep the anal beads buried deep inside of her. The beads were Justice League-themed -- there was one for Superman, Batman, Green Lantern, Black Canary, Green Arrow, Hawkman and Hawkwoman, Zatara, Shazam, and lastly, Wonder Woman. Her asshole gaped open as I pulled the last bead free, and I wasted no time filling it again by, pushing my pants down and burying myself inside of her with a signle thrust.
Wonder Woman moaned loudly as I hilted myself in her asshole, the glorious mounds of her perfect ass rippling with my first thrust. She came almost instantly, not just because of my Anal Skill, but because being teased for about twelve hours would do that to you. Right out the gate, I found a furious and punishing pace, my cock pistoning in and out of her tight asshole, filling what was once my room and was now a sex dungeon with the harsh slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh. Her ass rippled with each thrust, her nipples stretching out in a way that should have been painful for her as her breasts bounced and swayed, but I knew wasn't. Not really. The abuse I was putting her through was a discomfort at most. It was the idea of it more than anything that really got her motor running.
Any annoyance I felt over the night vanished, released into Wonder Woman's body without a care, because she could take it. And she wanted it. I ripped off the headset that she wore, and leaned forward so that she could hear me. "What a slut," I hissed into her ear, roughly mauling her ass as I pounded at it, fingers digging harshly into her supple flesh. "You didn't even know it was me," I said, roughly smacking her tanned ass.
Wonder Woman grunted in delight, and I took out her ball gag. "I knew it was you! Only you could fuck me like thissss~~~!" She hissed as she came hard, her fluids splashing into the ever-growing puddle at our feet. "Thank you. Thank you for fucking meee…!" She moaned loudly, completely unrestrained because of the soundproofing that I had done.
"I don't believe you," I told her, even though I knew otherwise. "You got off on the idea of being on camera. Do you really expect me to believe that you won't jump on someone's dick just because you're that big of a horny slut? You fucked your student the first chance that you got. You loved Megan cucking you. There's nothing you won't do if it means you get an orgasm out of it."
Speaking of orgasms, mine was creeping up on me with the powerful pace I set, one that would have left a lesser woman a mess of bruises. Wonder Woman clenched down dangerously, only now using her ability to fly, and it was to let her shake her hips, meeting my thrusts with shallow thrusts of her own. Dirty talk wasn't my strong suit, but I could say literally anything as long as it was demeaning and Wonder Woman would find a way to get off on it.
"It's your fault!" she gasped out as I picked up the pace, her entire body jolting with each thrust that slammed into her, really getting into the act. "Your cock made me like this!"
I scoffed, "Don't give me credit for this. You were always a massive slut. You're just lucky that I'm indulging you." I grabbed her by her black mane of hair and yanked back, earning a delighted mewl of pleasure as I pounded away at her tight asshole.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Thankyouthankyou…!" she thanked me before I came, filling her ass with rope after rope of cum. I never stopped thrusting, even as I came, filling her completely before I pulled out, letting the last few spurts of jizz land on her tanned ass, which was flushed pink from the fucking I had given her. My cum leaked out of her ass, her tight pucker unable to contain all of it, flowing down before it eventually dropped onto the floor.
I took in a deep breath as we both recovered from our powerful orgasms, "Are you good?" I asked her, reaching around and undoing the nipple clamps that she was still held up by. She sounded disappointed when they came undone. My hands reached out, massaging her abused breasts, making Diana lean into me as she breathed deeply, her pleasure not yet done with the wand still vibrating on her clit. She didn't really need aftercare, I didn't think. Not for the physical aspects of BDSM play. But, I wouldn't neglect the emotional aspects either, even if it did seem at times that she would prefer that I would.
"I'm perfect," Diana told me, her eyes still covered by her blindfold, but with a little fumbling, her lips found mine. She moaned her appreciation, practically melting against me as my hands idly played with her tits, tweaking her engorged nipples, or going down to appreciate the feel of her defined abs which flexed underneath my palm with every movement she made. I felt her quiver as a smaller orgasm raced through her, but this one proved to be a fatal one for the wand between her legs as she lost control and crushed it between her thighs. She broke the kiss, looking down with evident disappointment. "I'm sorry. Can I make it up to you?"
She could learn a little subtlety, I thought, her hand finding my cock and giving me a sultry smile that I doubt I would ever be fully immune to. In response, I roughly spanked her ass. "I'm not going to give you any more toys if you keep breaking them," I told her, kneading her ass cheek roughly. There was a downright dangerous glimmer in her gaze. "I wonder how I should punish you this time? Maybe denial play?"
That made her look a bit more worried. And as much fun as that would be, it would also be a pain in the ass to actually pull off. Given that I frequently found myself balls deep in Wonder Woman, I ended up maxing out a few skills and buying a few more -- Kissing and Sex were long maxed out, and Foreplay, Anal, and Fetishist, my newest purchases, had joined them soon after. I didn't really have much of an excuse beyond the fact that I wanted to fuck Wonder Woman's brains out -- to the point that she couldn't even think of another man. Which was also why I didn't want to do denial play or purposely keep her wanting -- I liked fucking her until her brain was but leaking out her ears.
"I think the world should see where you belong -- on your knees and choking on my cock," I told her, giving her ass another swat. Voyeurism was one of her kinks, that I'm pretty sure she discovered when Megan stumbled across us. It was also one that she was trying to explore by taking some dangerous risks.
There was a reason why my prestige was so high. Dragging Wonder Woman to the window in my room, I threw back the blackout curtains to reveal the city of Gotham. She dropped to her knees and opened her mouth wide, but I let my cock slap against her forehead instead, resting on her face.
Wonder Woman had filmed us a few times. Her face was never revealed and neither was mine, but she was such a bombshell that putting the video on a porn site got millions of views overnight. She got off on it. Dangerously so. To the point that I was a little worried about actually getting caught. I found ways to scratch her itch by fucking her by a window or in the open instead. The chance that we could be seen was there, but it was a lot lower risk than posting porn to the internet.
At least, that was the idea before I heard a tap at the window. My gaze snapped to it before my jaw dropped, "Zatanna?" I questioned, meeting her bright blue eyes, an eyebrow cocked as she could clearly see a naked Wonder Woman on her knees in front of me.
"Nepo," she spoke, the window sliding open and allowing her to enter the room. Her nose scrunched up a bit at the smell, but she didn't seem at all shocked to see a very naked Wonder Woman, who oddly didn't react to Zatanna's presence beyond her needy breaths on the underside of my cock. "Hey, Ren. Sorry for dropping in like this -- but it took me forever to sneak out this time." There was a slight smirk on her face as she took a step forward and very pointedly pressed her lips to my own, and a delighted shiver raced down her spine when I kissed back.
Breaking the kiss a moment later, I had a very important question weighing on my mind, "You aren't mad?" I asked her, feeling like she should be mad. Really mad. I mean, we had one date, and we never said anything about being exclusive, but I felt like the lack of anger was a red flag. Something was up.
"Ren, you got seduced by Wonder Woman. You never stood a chance," she told me, sounding very amused. And… fair. A little hurtful, but completely fair. "So, no, I'm not mad. At you," she amended, turning her gaze down to Wonder Woman. "Her, I'm a little mad at. And I was mad at Megan when she told me that you two have been having sex, but then she explained the whole situation to me."
Right. "You're using magic on her right now?" I questioned, making Zatanna nod as she turned her gaze down, lightly dragging a finger over my cock. My Anal Skill took care of any sanitary issues, so there was nothing to worry about there.
"Yeah. Right now, you're giving her some serious dirty talk and she can't hear us," Zatanna confirmed. "But I never thought Wonder Woman would be such a slut. Do you have any idea how many times I wanted to have my head buried between her thighs?" she asked me, earning a chuckle.
"I have an idea," I admitted. Zatanna had alluded that she was bisexual during our date. Mostly to hint that there could be a threesome somewhere down the line if I was a good boyfriend. I never would have imagined this was what the threesome would look like. Nor had I been a very good boyfriend. "Are you sure you're okay with this? I can't imagine you expected your first time to be like this."
Zatanna offered a shrug and a coy smile, "It's not what I expected," she admitted. "But that's not necessarily a bad thing. I want your thick cock fucking my virgin pussy, and I want Wonder Woman eating me out at the same time. I'm pretty sure it beats out the timid missionary style that most girls have to deal with. Sserdnu," she spoke, and the clothing on both of us melted away before reappearing nicely folded on my dresser.
I drank in the sight of Zatanna. She didn't have Wonder Woman's powerful physique, but she wasn't in any way less attractive. Her skin was pale, and her breasts were modest for her slender build, each capped with rosy peaked nipples that stood at attention. Her stomach was flat, going down to a neatly trimmed mound that had a landing strip of black pubic hair. My cock twitched in anticipation, rising off of Wonder Woman's forehead, and she opened her mouth wider in anticipation. She really was a slave to her desires. Perhaps due to repressing them for so long.
"If you're sure," I agreed, not in any position to turn her down. Honestly, if she wanted to chew me out for sleeping around, I would a hundred percent deserve it. Instead, she wanted a threesome. I knew when to push my luck and when to thank my lucky stars and ride out the good luck while I could.
"I'm sure," Zatanna decided, leaning in for another kiss. "I don't need any foreplay. I just want you," she told me, kissing me again hard. Obeying her desires, my hands went to her hips as I took a step back from Wonder Woman, much to her disappointment. Knowing what Zatanna wanted, I picked her up by the knees, her back pressed against my chest with my rock hard and throbbing cock pressed against her surprisingly wet entrance. Zatanna wiggled a bit, getting herself comfortable before… "Ksamnu."
In response, the blindfold slipped off of Wonder Woman, sliding over her face and falling to the floor. I saw the exact moment that it clicked in her mind what was going on. Her eyes widened in shock, her lips parting to say something, but never finding the words. There was a hunger there in her eyes. A hunger that Megan had awoken in her that hadn't been quite satisfied ever since Megan had admitted that she had cucked her because of a misunderstanding.
Zatanna threw her entire weight down, impaling herself on my cock before throwing her head back and moaning as loudly as she could. Clearly playing it up a bit. Her pussy gripped me in a grip like a vice -- so far, every girl I've slept with had felt a little different. Wonder Woman could crush steel with her pussy and that unyielding power was always there, even when she was cumming her brains out. With Megan, it was as if every individual fold of her pussy had a will of its own. With Zatanna, I found, she was incredibly tight. The kind of tight that made me doubt anything bigger than a middle finger had ever penetrated her pussy before.
"Lick me, you bitch," Zatanna demanded, her chest rising and falling while she gasped for breath, my cocking seemingly knocking the wind from her. "You tried to steal my boyfriend from me -- giving me head is the least you can do," she ordered, and I think that maybe I had been spared her anger simply because she had a better target to direct it at.
Diana didn't say anything in her defense. She did look a little ashamed of herself, but that sense of shame was quickly lost when she leaned in between Zattana's legs and began to slather her tongue all over the few inches of cock that hadn't made it into Zatanna as she attacked the younger girl's clit. Zatanna reached down, grabbing Wonder Woman by the hair and keeping her there.
"Fuck me, Ren. If you don't want me to be mad at you, then fuck me to the point that I don't even- ahn~!" Zatanna started before I began to thrust.
I had maxed out my Sex Skill, and it came with some serious perks. One of which was that I could control the amount of pleasure that my dick delivered. Basically, each tier in the skill was a multiplier up to five, and beyond that, the multiplier increased by two. At tier ten, I could multiply the pleasure by a total of fifteen. That being said, anything above five came with a warning about overstimulation and the risk of mind breaking whoever I was having sex with. So, naturally, I kept the pleasure at five as a base.
Zatanna heaved as she came fiercely, Wonder Woman helping hold her thrashing legs so I could properly fuck her incredibly tight pussy. Her walls fought to keep me buried inside, but with my strength I effortlessly pulled out just to slam myself back in. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, sandwiched between her arms as she held onto Wonder Woman's hair for dear life as she came so hard she squirted all over her face.
With Wonder Woman helping out, I was able to free up a hand to toy with Zatanna's mouth. Fetishist let me hone in on my partner's fetish, even if it was unknown to them, and Zatanna had a strong oral fixation. My fingers invaded her mouth, and I pinched her tongue as she began to suck on my fingers, cumming fiercely and without respite as I made sure she couldn't do any thinking at all, much less remember that she should be mad at me.
I'm sure, under normal circumstances, that Zatanna would have been able to back up her words and attitude, but, with me, she never had a chance. I relentlessly fucked her, filling the room with the wet squelching of her pussy, and she must have cum a good twenty times before I felt my second orgasm begin to near.
Wonder woman must have sensed that I was close, because her tongue found my balls, taking one of them into her mouth and sucking lightly even as they began to tighten. They clenched before I came, dumping my cum into Zatanna's waiting womb, filling it swiftly. The excess began to trickle out, pushed out despite the near airtight seal that her pussy had on my cock. Zatanna let out a happy grunt, but she went limp against me immediately after, suddenly exhausted as the ludicrous number of orgasms caught up with her.
"You should have been gentler with her," Wonder Woman scolded me lightly, the sting behind her words really undercut when she lapped up my cum as I slowly pulled out of Zatanna. "She was a virgin. Her first time should be a memory that she cherishes. I doubt she'll remember this at all, the poor girl."
"She'll remember enough," I defended myself. Namely, that she had been fucked into a stupor, which had been exactly what she wanted. "When she comes to, we can have another round," I told her, feeling Wonder Woman diligently cleaning my cock with her mouth. It was a pleasant feeling, especially when she effortlessly took me into her throat.
"Plus," I added, "You can't get mad at me when the real reason you're disappointed is she passed out before she could humiliate you some more," I pointed out. Wonder Woman sucked on my cock a bit harder, telling me I was right on the money. "I'm putting her on the bed -- try waking her up for me. With your tongue," I tacked on, popping my cock out of Wonder Woman's mouth and depositing Zatanna on the bed.
She wasn't unconscious, but in the middle of a powerful orgasm that made her shiver and twitch, her head rolling side to side as she moaned in pleasure. Wonder Woman dove between her legs, her tongue feasting on the cum that leaked out of Zatanna's pussy. I seared the image into my sight for a moment before I shook my head.
"I'm getting something to drink. Want something?" I asked her, earning a shake of her head. I turned and started to walk away before I realized that we had left the window open. I frowned to myself, heading to it and closing it, giving a quick glance around to make sure no one had seen us, but if they had, they were doing a good job of hiding. Closing the curtain, I headed to the kitchen and started making myself a cup of tea.
Cracking my neck, I took in a deep breath. In hindsight, maybe I had been a little too rough with Zatanna. I wanted to prove a point, but I also underestimated how easy Zatanna was to please so I had overdone it. I don’t think she would complain when she woke up though. Still, I did feel a bit bad. To that end, I opened up my Market and started shopping around for something to make it up to her. A skill? An item?
I had a million points in the bank, and I really couldn’t justify keeping such a massive nest egg. I had room to play around with. Honestly, Wonder Woman was the one I was more worried about. Our relationship awoke something in her, and she was getting less and less worried about getting caught and more excited by the idea. If something wasn't done soon, she might do something that actually revealed our relationship.
"What about… Illusions?" I muttered, spotting the option-
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a knock at the door. My gaze drifted over to the door, somehow knowing that it would be Megan without needing to even check. She had made a habit of popping by whenever the urge struck her. It wasn't like I really got any other visitors.
While opening the door naked might be practical, Megan was still pretty shy despite how well she had managed to pull off the bad girl vibe with Wonder Woman, and I didn't exactly want to flash any of my neighbors if they happened to be in the hall. Snagging a pair of sweatpants, I walked over and opened the door.
Megan stood on the other side, in her human form -- dark brown hair, with fair skin, sporting a light tan. She had a handful of freckles dusted over her nose and cheekbones. There was a hesitant smile on her face, and it was easy enough to see why. “Heeey, Ren,” Megan greeted me, offering a small awkward wave.
“Hey, Ren,” Artemis greeted, her naturally darker skin flushing even darker as her gaze flickered up from my abs. She wasn’t wearing her costume, and it was the first time I had seen her out of it. I had already figured that she was pretty, only I had underestimated by how much. Artemis had clear Vietnamese features, which made her blonde hair stand out that much more -- high cheekbones, full, kissable lips, and dark eyes that almost looked black. Her outfit showed off her hard-earned toned body, and she seemed to be pushing her modest breasts out towards me, as if daring me to check her out.
“Megan, Artemis…” I trailed off, hinting for Megan to explain what was going on. Artemis scratched at the back of her neck, seemingly nervous, at odds with the confident way she was showing off her body. She glanced around the hall before looking back at me.
She offered me a hesitant smile, “Can we come in?” she questioned, and her cheeks heated up when Zatanna released what might be the loudest moan imaginable from my bedroom.
It didn’t seem to dissuade her. I glanced at Megan once again to see her shifting from foot to foot. "Sure?" I eventually decided, stepping back and letting them both inside. Once the door was closed, Artemis looked a little less nervous. "So… either of you feel like telling me what's going on?" I tried, their awkwardness starting to make me feel awkward. My awkwardness definitely had nothing to do with the sounds coming from my old bedroom.
"This mission," Artemis began, blurting the words out, "we could have died. I mean, if Superboy hadn't been there, then Croc would have ripped us to pieces. And if you hadn't disabled that bomb…" she trailed off, her hands going to her jacket before she very pointedly took it off. "It made me think about some things. I knew going in that this was going to be dangerous, and I'm fine with the risks, but I don't want to… have not experienced things if the worst case happened."
I looked at Megan pointedly, who had the decency to look embarrassed. "It just came up? I didn't mention Wonder Woman," Megan pointed out, making Artemis' eyes widen. I closed my eyes and sighed, reaching up to rub my forehead.
"Wait, what? You and-" Artemis started, only to bite her tongue as she seemed to look at me in a new light. "Huh. Okay, I didn't expect that. Right. Well… I can't blame her. Look, I'm not looking for like, a serious relationship or anything like that," Artemis continued. "I just… don't want to die a virgin and I was hoping that you would help me with that? You came with Megan's recommendation."
"Alright," I said, and there was a point in the not so distant past that I would have hesitated a lot more before giving that response. But, I understood what Artemis meant. If I hadn't developed the ability to disarm bombs, then we all could have died. Zatanna seemed pretty fine with the arrangement, and Artemis was hot. I'm sure there were reasons why this was a bad idea, but I'm not sure they really mattered at the moment.
Artemis' eyes widened when I approached her, casually closing the distance between us. It felt like I was an old hand at this, at this point. She stiffened ever so slightly when I reached out, gently taking her by the chin before leaning in for a kiss.
She closed her eyes and leaned in, her lips parting to let my tongue slip inside her mouth. She might be a self-admitted virgin, but she definitely had experience with kissing. She tasted of mint, I noticed, as Artemis melted into the kiss. With one hand, I lowered it to rest on her ass, finding it firm under my palm while my other hand reached out to Megan. It found the smooth skin of her thigh, her skirt retreating up her leg, guiding me until I found her slick folds. Megan gasped, moving closer, leaning against my shoulder as I began to finger her to great effect.
The angle was bad for me, but Megan easily adjusted that, allowing me to bury myself to the bottom knuckle in her quivering quim. She panted in my ear, breathing heavily as I slowly cranked up the intensity while Artemis melted in my arms. Her tongue brushed against mine, prodding and poking around my mouth before being forced into submission. One of her hands boldly went to my groin, marveling at my hardened cock through my sweatpants.
A master of women, I was not, but I was experienced enough at this part of relationships at least. Artemis' breathing was becoming quick and shallow, while Megan's was deep and needy. Both were already nearing their first orgasms, and with a little help from Kissing and Foreplay, I arranged for them both to cum at the same time. Artemis moaned into my mouth, while Megan clutched me tightly, shivering like a leaf in a winter storm as she came around my fingers.
Breaking the kiss, Artemis looked at me, dazed, while Megan started to kiss at my neck. "You made me cum… by kissing me?" she marveled, taking in a deep breath. It wasn't an especially powerful orgasm, but I could practically hear her heart pounding against her chest. "Wow. I thought Megan was exaggerating."
I smirked, "It's too early to be impressed," I told her, effortlessly picking her up. There was a hum of excitement coming from Artemis as I walked over, setting her on the kitchen table. Her hands went to her shirt and pulled it off, revealing that she only had on pasties underneath, to hide the outline of her nipples, that she peeled off.
Megan dropped down to her knees as I was admiring Artemis' breasts, pulling down my sweats before taking the entirety of my cock into her mouth as if her life depended on it. I took in a deep breath, her tongue coiling around me in a way that only a shape shifter could manage as she sucked diligently.
As she was doing that, I admired Artemis' body. She was fitter than Zatanna, only barely being beaten out by Wonder Woman. Defined abs, and well toned arms. Her breasts were bigger than a palmful and capped with chocolate brown nipples. There was a shy smile on her face as I pulled down her pants, and she eagerly kicked them off, showing off her equally toned legs and naked pussy. Gentle folds, naturally tanned skin and a fragrance that was musky and wet and could only be described as sex.
I got down on my knees and hooked my arms around her legs, deciding to take things slower with Artemis than I had with Zatanna. She looked increasingly nervous the closer my mouth got to her waiting pussy, only for me to pause before my lips reached her. "Wait, I just realized I never got your real name," I told her, and for some reason, Artemis looked incredibly embarrassed.
Megan laughed around my cock, sending a pleasant vibration running through it. I looked down at her, then at Artemis, who stubbornly refused to look at me. Then she heaved a sigh, "Artemis."
… Seriously?
"You used-"
Artemis clamped down on my head with her thighs, offering an embarrassed glare that was pretty adorable. "Shut up. I'm an archer; she's the god of Archery. It made sense! So I don't want to hear it. Put that smart mouth of yours to better use," she grumbled, swallowing thickly when I decided to put her choice in code names to the side for now and began to inch towards her waiting pussy.
She was right about that. I could put my mouth to better use.
Artemis knew what was coming, but I don’t think she was prepared for it.
I dragged it out even so, kissing the insides of her thighs and licking around her entrance to tease her. Each time I came near, Artemis tensed imperceptibly, only to slacken with a soft moan when I invariably pulled back. It was a fun little game that I regretted not playing with Zatanna, but one I had mastered with Wonder Woman. All the while, Megan sucked on my cock, fingering her own pussy as my hips found a shallow pace.
Artemis’ moans became needier and needier. I waited until she was practically whining, her thighs clamping around my ears and a hand on my head urging me forward as if to push my face into her sex. The very instant she did, my tongue probed into her, lips sealing on her. I lapped up from the bottom of her slit to the top, pushing as deep as I could into her sweet, wanting sex.
Even with her thighs around my ears, I could hear Artemis as she moaned. Wonder Woman’s moans were seductive, Zatanna’s were loud and unrestrained, while Megan moaned cutely, almost fighting to keep her signs of pleasure to herself. Artemis, I discovered, was a talker. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh god, right there, please right there!” she begged, and I wasn’t the only one that was encouraged by the sound of her begging. Megan began to move faster, fucking her face on my cock, and I reached down with a hand, running my fingers through her hair as my thrusts increased in speed, my cock shlucking in and out of her throat.
Artmisis’ entire body bucked up into my face as I continued to eat her out, so hard she’d have broken my nose if it wasn't already pressed into her mound, her legs forming an iron grip around my head. My tongue delved deep into her folds, finding her nectar sweet to the taste. Hearing her mutter frantically to herself was more erotic than senseless moans, I quickly decided, and I wanted to hear more of it.
I showed no mercy, my tongue grinding against her clit, and her hips bucked as if she were riding a bull. I rode her pussy, chasing it up with my mouth when she’d buck up, her fingers threatening to rip out a fist full of my hair when I stood my ground and forcefully ground my mouth into her sex. “Ooooh! God, yes! Yes, yes, yes! More of that! Fuck! Ahhh~”
Artemis’ feet kicked in the air, her heels hitting me in the back as she clenched her thighs around my head. Her pulling at my hair was really starting to hurt, but I didn’t particularly care as her hips bucked again as she came a second time, her words falling away to incoherent gibberish. Megan picked up her pace as well, sensing that my own orgasm was nearing.
One of her knees came up on my left and threatened to roll me over. She was trying to, I quickly realized, lost in a haze of pleasure so intense that she was instinctively trying to curl into a ball to weather it out. My cock throbbed as she spoke, “Ren, that it’s, that’s so good, fuck Rennn…!” At least, that’s what I thought she was saying through my new earmuffs.
If she made teasing her less enjoyable, I might have let her ride it out and finish myself off with Megan, but I wasn’t prepared to let her get away just yet. Bigger and heavier, I used my weight to pull her down and laid her out flat on the table, my arms sliding underneath her legs and lifting. That dragged Artemis’ lower body up until only her head and shoulders were on the table. The back of her thighs were pressed against my chest as my hands went up, spreading her ass and pussy before diving in, my cock throbbing almost painfully.
“Ren, Ren, Renrenrenrennnn!” Artemis howeled, cumming hard as my own orgasm erupted from me, sending a torrent of cum rushing down Megan’s waiting gullet. I lapped up her fluids, pulling a strangled moan from her, her hips grinding down on my face. Dragging my tongue from her clit down, I pulled back, her juices coating my chin. Her pussy twitched and clenched, aching for my cock, but I glanced down at Megan, stroking her head as she looked up at me with pride and pleasure.
‘It’s her first time,’ Megan reached out to me telepathically. ‘She should go first,’ she decided. That was Megan for you, a giver.
“That was so intense,” Artemis breathed, a sheen of sweat on her caramel-tanned skin. She looked back at me, pupils dilated as she bit her bottom lip seductively. Her ass swayed back and forth, tempting me. I reached out, running a hand over the soft and smooth flesh on display, before giving her ass a small pop with my hand and before Artemis could complain, she gave a start as she found herself being lifted up with Megan’s telepathy as I extracted my cock from the martian's throat.
The couch was the best place to take this, but as Artemis settled in a position to lose her virginity, she sent a look at Megan. “Actually, I was hoping to be on top? Feels like you’re doing all of the work...”
Megan smiled at that, all of her clothes vanishing into her deep green body. It wasn’t like I was going to complain about that, so I settled onto the couch with my cock standing tall. Artemis hooked a leg over my waist, lining herself up with the head of my cock while her hands rested on my shoulder. There was a nervously thrilled expression on her face as the tip of my cock poked into her slick outer lips.
Slowly, tantalizingly, Artemis began to sink down on my cock, enveloping me within her velvet embrace. Her pussy clenched down around me tightly, perhaps not as initially tight as Zatanna. However, one big difference I quickly noted was that Artemis’ pussy was shallow. Shockingly so. I found myself surprised when I found the end of her channel, my cockhead bumping against the entrance to her womb, a little more than half way down the length of my cock.
"Mmm~!" she moaned, giving an experimental roll of her hips. Her pussy squeezed around me while Megan placed herself between my legs, and I felt her begin to lick the other half of my cock, not wanting to leave it unattended. "That's -- … uh, that's Wonder Woman," Artemis started, and I felt her shock through the tensing of her muscles the exact moment that she noticed that Wonder Woman had joined us at some point, making me look to the side to see both her and Zatanna standing there at the entrance to the hallway.
Zatanna looked at Artemis and Megan with the same kind of hunger that Wonder woman did when we were brushing against one of her kinks. Both women stood before us unashamed of their nudity. Wonder Woman walked forward, a hand gliding over my shoulders.
"Indeed. I trust that whatever happens here shall remain a secret?" she questioned, sounding far more authoritative than I was used to hearing her. It was a little hard to take it seriously given the things we had done, but Artemis only knew what the public knew about Wonder Woman. Her pussy was becoming as tight as an iron vice around the half of my cock inside of her because of her nerves. Swallowing thickly, she nodded.
"Yeah, right, of course," Artemis quickly agreed, drinking in the sight of the naked Amazon. "I… didn't think you would be here though? I- wait, so, you and…" Artemis was rapidly putting the dots together, looking between Wonder Woman and Zatanna, who walked to the other side of the couch to cozy up to me. Her lips found my neck, looking to leave a hickey about the same time my fingers found her neather lips, finding her wet and ready, and aching for a round two.
"I was licking the cum out of Zatanna's freshly deflowered pussy," Wonder Woman informed her, nipples hard as she took pleasure out of the crumbling image Artemis had of her. Then Wonder Woman leaned in and in just above a whisper said, "Just like I'll do to you." She was acting like a power bottom, I noted to myself, feeling Artemis clench.
Almost out of reflex, Artemis began to slowly shake her hips, finding a rhythm that she liked. Zatanna shifted, letting me better access to her pussy so I could finger her easier -- Megan was a godsend in that regard.
Wonder Woman stayed behind me for a few moments, her hands reaching out over my shoulders to fondle Artemis' breasts, her thumbs lightly circling the girl's dark areola. Artemis actually mewled when Wonder Woman removed her hands, before flying up and over the couch. She knelt next to me, seeming to enjoy the sight of Artemis' tits bouncing with every shake of her hips. The pace wasn't what I would prefer.
Wonder Woman planted a kiss on the other side of my neck, sucking lightly to leave a hickey of her own, but she didn't try to claim my lips. Instead, she turned around, offering her ass to me and her waiting slit. She had a Wonder Woman butt plug in, keeping the cum I had left inside her from escaping. It was an arousing sight, I thought, slipping three fingers into her slick pussy before immediately setting a punishing pace. As I finger blasted her I tormented Zatanna's clit.
It was as Megan began to suck on my balls and Zatanna offered me her breasts to suck on that my position started to sink in. My living room was filled with a chorus of pants and moans, highlighting the wet sounds of sex as I pleasured four different women.. Artemis leaned forward, offering her own breasts and I found myself sucking on two nipples at once. I was having a one man orgy with four incredibly sexy women. I had had wet dreams less incredible than this.
I had such a fucking awesome life. As weird as it was to say, I think I was actually glad I'd gotten shot in the head. This was a night that I knew, far off in the future, whenever I was feeling a little down about something or another, that I would look back to. The night when I took Artemis and Zatanna’s virginities and had a foursome with them, Wonder Woman, and Megan. Because, after tonight, no matter how bad my life got, it was still pretty fucking great, all things considered.
My cock throbbed as I had my revelation, making Artemis gasp in delight as her hips began to slam down faster, "He's going to cum, I'm going to make him cum! I want it in me, Ren. Fill my pussy up~!" she moaned before I did exactly that. Cum surged out of me, my cock pulsing with a powerful orgasm that sent rope after rope of my semen into Artemis' depths. Her pussy was so small that in no time at all, she was overflowing, much to her and Megan's delight. Megan wasted no time in licking up whatever spilled back out, moaning softly as she fingered herself even faster.
My orgasm sent everyone else over the edge, both Wonder Woman and Zatanna squeezing down hard on my fingers, arousal dripping out of them and onto the couch. Megan, ironically, came the hardest from the sound of it. Pulling my hands free, I saw that they were pruning up when I turned sharply, depositing a still cumming Artemis onto the couch. Megan looked at me with obvious excitement before she floated up.
"Your turn," I confirmed as she floated up, pointing her legs to the ceiling and pinching her toes with her hands, showing off the kind of flexibility that only a world class gymnist or a shapeshifter could ever dream to have. It left her legs in a perfect V shape, revealing pussy to me in her entirety. I noticed that she had taken to including some red pubic hair above her weeping pussy, an arrow pointed down, as if telling me where to go. I saw that she had a bubbly smile on her face. I reached up and pulled her down onto my cock sliding into her pussy and feeling every single fold stroke my dick in a way that was distinctly inhuman.
Megan, I knew, cheated a bit. She was a shapeshifter. There were some things that she couldn't control, like her weakness to fire, but her sensitivity was well within reason. So, when giving foreplay, she upped the nerve endings in her mouth. The same with her pussy.
But, to give her a metaphorical boop on the nose, I upped the multiplayer for my Sex skill to six and Megan's eyes rolled into the back of her head, letting out a loud grunting sound as an orgasm slammed into her like a ton of bricks. After all, one times six was just six, but two times six was twelve.
Megan managed to keep herself afloat even while cumming, so I grabbed her plump ass and began to piston in and out of her, sending her floating backwards with each thrust until I had her pinned against a wall. She moaned in delight, her hands clawing at my back as I fucked her into the wall hard enough that the drywall began to crack. I was probably going to get shit from my landlord about that if I didn't fix it later, but I really couldn't find it in me to care. My lips went to her neck, and then down collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses that enhanced her pleasure even further, before my lips found and sealed around one of her nipples. Megan cried out in bliss, cumming senselessly on my cock, gushing so hard that her fluids formed a puddle that rivaled the one that Wonder Woman had made after hours of teasing.
I heard Artemis begin to moan as Wonder Woman kept her promise, but Zatanna was cheering me on while she masturbated. Megan moaned with each thrust, panting for breath in my ear. Despite already cumming recently, I felt Megan drag another orgasm out of me just as I delivered untold onto her. But, I didn't want to finish inside of her. I hadn't meant to project the thought but I did anyway because when I pulled out, Megan sank to the floor, cupping her breasts together and giving me a smile that told me she wanted me to paint her white. And with that smile, I happily obliged.
The sight of her light green tits with ropes of my cum splattered over them was intoxicating. My cum dripped into her cleavage, dripping down her breasts in lazy drops. Megan's smile never waned even as I aimed higher, giving her a facial to match her pearl necklace that splattered over her lips, nose and cheeks. Her tongue snaked out, licking her lips of my cum before her head moved forward, taking my cock into her mouth with practiced ease and sucking out what remained.
I took in a deep breath, my cock starting to wilt ever so slightly. I was five orgasms in, and I was starting to feel it. I looked to my Market- "Teg drah," I heard Zatanna speak, using a spell on my cock that made the softening organ stand back up proudly, so intensely hard that it was rising up to my stomach. I glanced over my shoulder at her to see Zatanna giving me a coy look, her hands spreading her pussy in an open invitation. "Kcuf em," she tacked on.
I couldn't tell if my urge to walk over to the couch and fuck her through it was because of the spell that she cast or if it was a natural instinct of seeing a beautiful woman begging for my dick. Either way, I didn't particularly care as I crossed the distance, taking hold of Zatanna's ankles and pushing them up, pinning them against the back of the couch, and with no hesitation, I sank my cock into her waiting pussy, which quivered in delight.
I saw the pleasure on her face growing inch by inch as I sank myself into her depths, her pussy coiling around me, trying to pull me even deeper until I hilted inside of her. I pressed my forehead against hers, letting her savor the sensation of my dick stretching her out as her lips parted in a silent gasp just before she tilted her face up to kiss me. There was something oddly sweet about it, I thought, as I felt her hands going to grab me by my ass when I slowly pulled out to prepare for my first real thrust, urging me to come back. A few weeks ago, Zatanna was my first kiss.
Things progressed fast, I mused, my hips slamming forward. Zatanna squeezed my dick in delight as I dominated her mouth with my tongue, fucking her into the soft cushions of the couch. She bounced back up with each thrust.
I felt Artemis take hold of Zatanna's ankles for me, leaving my hands free to tweak at her nipples. Zatanna met my thrusts with small ones of her own, shaking her hips back and forth to meet me as we filled the room with the sounds of our lovemaking.
Zatanna was easy to please and my skills amplified that. I might have dialed it down, but the sounds that she made were the sweetest symphony to my ears and I couldn't bring myself to slowdown. I fucked her through her first orgasm, her arousal leaking out of her pussy with each thrust and soaking into the couch. Then her second, third, and fourth in rapid succession.
Eventually, I came inside of her with little warning. My balls were starting to feel a bit empty, but I still managed to fill Zatanna up once again, her eyes crossing as she came with me.
"I'm so glad that Megan talked me into this," Artemis remarked, letting go of Zatanna's ankles, letting her legs fall as Zatanna caught her breath. She nibbled her bottom lip, cupping her breasts to give me a clear view. Still, the spell Zatanna used seemed to be oneshot, because my cock was softening once again.
Right until Wonder Woman leaned over and planted a kiss on my cock head. Instantly, I hardened once again. "I have a blessing from all of the Greek gods," she pointed out. "Including Aphrodite."
So, she had a divine blessing that would let me keep going? I might have thought that was pretty incredible if Zatanna didn't make her move. She pushed Wonder Woman onto her back before crawling over her, cum leaking out of her pussy and leaving a white trail along Wonder Woman's incredibly powerful body, until she sat on Wonder Woman's face and started to grind her cum filled pussy across her face. It was perhaps the most blatant display of dominance I had ever seen in my entire life.
Wonder Woman loved it. I wasn't surprised, but Artemis sure was based on her expression of naked shock. Yeah, I guess Diana being a hard M was pretty shocking when you didn't expect it. Especially if you expected her to be more of an S on account of being an Amazonian princess.
With my now rock hard cock, the night descended into pure hedonistic ecstasy. I stopped bothering to count orgasms, my own included, because there simply wasn't a point anymore. Every time I would cum, either Zatanna or Diana would harden me back up and the night would continue. And as the hours went by, everyone's inhibitions started to give way, until all anyone cared about was doing what felt great.
I laid back on the couch, watching as Artemis, Zatanna, and Megan all fought over who would suck my cock. Their tongues lavished me with attention, leaving not so much as a centimeter unattended. Wonder Woman was underneath me, my head nestled between her tits. Both of us watched as the three girls lapped at my cock, their tongues brushing against one another. Before long, it descended into a three-way make out session between them, leaving it to Wonder Woman to jack me off until I came all over their faces.
Sometime later, Zatanna was on her knees before me, my cock buried in her throat as tears gathered in her eyes. Wonder Woman stood behind her, a fist full of her raven black hair in her hand as she yanked back before slamming Zatanna's face forward, her nose pressing against my skin. She was choking, but she hadn't tapped out yet, leaving Wonder Woman to face fuck her onto my cock. Zatanna got off on it a bit too much, I noted. Her mouth was the tool of her power and magic, and without it she was helpless.
She about passed out before she coaxed an orgasm from me that painted her face white. Whit-er.
Wonder Woman got her fill too. I grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back, as my cock slammed in and out of her pussy at a speed I didn't dare try with the others. She was cumming like an endless fountain, squirting all over the floor while her breasts bounced violently with each powerful thrust. I cranked up the multiplier to dangerous levels, but more than that, Wonder Woman was getting off on being watched by Artemis, Zatanna, and Megan.
All three of them furiously masturbated to the display of sexual prowess that their bodies literally couldn't handle. For the first time, I used my Breathing Techniques and the Black Earth and Heaven technique to increase my stats so I could fuck Wonder Woman that much harder. She floated in the air, her legs spread so all three girls could see my cock pistoning in and out of her pussy, not even pausing when she came and her juices gushed out of her. Zatanna had to put on a muffling spell, because the sound of Wonder Woman's asscheeks clapping together ended up waking up the neighbors.
I came hard inside of her, filling her to the brim, and Wonder Woman nearly fell into a puddle of her own cum because of her intense orgasm, one that would have woken up the entire building.
Not long after, I found myself getting a double titjob from Wonder Woman and Megan, who had increased her breast size to compete. My cock was nestled between their tits, freshly oiled and glistening in the light, as they found a perfect place and pressure to jack me off. Their tongues lapped at my cockhead when it was exposed. They smiled as they did so, knowing that I was already close.
I came hard, ropes of cum shooting out over their tits and faces. This time, I didn't need a divine blessing to get hard when I watched Megan and Wonder Woman lap up the cum on each other, before trading it back and forth in an intense makeout session.
Not long after, I was in a similar position, only with Artemis and Zatanna, my cock wedged between their oiled asses as they shook their hips in unison to create the effects of the titjob that their breasts weren't quite up to the task for. It was a unique feeling, one that I think I liked a bit better than a titjob. It was firmer for one thing. Tits were great, but they were also much softer and more pliant. Not to mention, seeing strings of my cum on their backs and asses was a reward of its own.
Hours went by as we fucked long into the night, switching positions like the wind and barely stopping for breaks. All four of them had insane sex drives and bodies that could go on for hours and hours by virtue of our occupation.
But, as the morning light streamed through the open balcony, open because I had fucked Wonder Woman on it, I felt the incredible night coming to a close. My couch was soaked with cum, the entire apartment reeked of sex, and there were a half dozen sex toys laying on the floor alongside a few puddles of questionable origin. I didn't envy Beifong, who I would absolutely be leaving to deal with the clean-up.
However, the girls seemed to disagree. "Yes! Yes! Yes! That's right, fuck me just like that, justlikethat~!" Artemis moaned as I fucked her on top of the kitchen table since the couch was a little too gross to continue on. Artemis came on my length, her face scrunching up and her body tending as I blew another load into her overstuffed pussy. She didn't try to fight it when I pulled out, laying limply on the table, her chest rising and falling as if she had run a marathon.
I glanced around -- Zatanna had passed out on my bed again, which was ironically the only place not covered in sexual fluids of some kind, while Megan was still recovering from our recent bout, cum covering her face and tits because I decided I liked the look and she had eventually caught on and stopped cleaning it off. Wonder Woman, however, was in the shower based on the running water I was hearing. A sound that just cut off.
A minute later, Wonder Woman stepped out of the bathroom, suited up and looking as fearsome as she always did -- tiara in place, her costume spick and span, compete with silver bracers, her golden lasso, and a sword. However, she was practically glowing as she walked towards me.
"Same time next week?" she asked me, kissing me as I pulled her close, and I could hear her inhale, drinking in my scent.
I smiled into the kiss before breaking it.
"Same time next week."
Comments
Forsee2
Excellent smut. I do wonder for how long the sex group is going to stay secret. It would be funny if the male half were still oblivious that Ren bangs his way though the female half of DC Verse for years to come in story.
thevolunteer
Jesus Christ. Wally is going to be so pissed.
