Teen Titans: Just Another Day

Cassandra Sandsmark walked into the kitchen of Titan Tower. She had not put on any clothes since she’d woken up… and she’d slept in the nude. Her body was svelte and toned, sheathing her fine bone structure, though the plushness of youth was readily apparent. Her breasts were full and alive with motion, their rich heft jiggling with each step, as did her proudly rounded buttocks, displaying the sumptuousness that had been readily apparent to everyone who saw her in her skintight jeans.

“Morning,” Raven greeted her, speaking in the bored tone that would usually indicate someone in need of caffeine, but which was just Raven’s normal speaking voice. It did not change with coffee or without coffee and it did not change even with Kory doing what she was doing.

Which was parting Raven’s buttocks with her hands. The goth was as naked as Cassie, her pale skin exposed from head to toe. Color came from the jewel over her third eye, the dark eyeshadow that hollowed out her skull sockets, and the purple polish that lacquered her toenails and fingernails. Her nipples were small, seemingly gray motes on top of mounds that briefly disrupted her trim frame, like the waves of a gentle ocean.

Her ass, though, was considerably fuller—two thick globes that quavered behind her, their jellied roundness magnifying the impact of something as simple as breath entering and leaving Raven’s body. It was no wonder Kory felt herself quickening, burning with excitement, just looking at the small pink anus that was her target.

“Morning, Raven,” Cassie responded. “Morning, Kory.”

“Morning, Kory muttered, before bending her head to Raven’s succulent ass. With the tip of her tongue, she licked around the puckered anus.

“Ggghh!” Raven said in a small voice, quickly buried, though she couldn’t help herself from shuddering deliciously, as though all of her body now joined in the motion that had once only animated her succulent ass.

She went back to making tea as though pretending her friend’s tongue wasn’t closer to her asshole than her own panties had been, back when she wore panties.

“Yesterday was crazy, huh?” Cassie asked rhetorically, going to the pantry and reaching to the top shelf for a box of cereal. She reflexively reached behind herself to make sure her T-shirt wasn’t riding up over her panties before remembering there was no need for that—she wasn’t wearing either.

“I thought it was kinda slow,” Raven responded. “Villains are always trying to do something. Rob banks, alter reality… they all go down.”

Cassie couldn’t bring herself to agree with Raven’s callousness, but she had a point. All that really mattered was that they’d stopped the spell before it got out of hand.

Kory’s pink tongue teased its way just shy of Raven’s sex before lapping back to her anus, gently rippling over the tight, resisting sphincter. She pressed her tongue in harder, not letting up on the pressure until the tip was finally in. Penetrated, Raven’s ass finally started to relax and Kory drove her tongue in even further.

Kory moaned at the taste, at the tightness of having Raven’s hole surrounding two inches of her tongue, at the never-ending influx of sensations for both of them when it slithered around between Raven’s cheeks.

Raven moaned helplessly, her whole body quivering. Her hands went behind her to hold her cheeks wide apart and let Kory get all the access she wanted to her orifice. As blasé as she was, Raven had to keep the experience going.

The voluptuous Tamaranian fucked her tongue in and out slowly, gliding its full length as close to Raven’s bowels as she could get it. Her wet lips were pressed hard against Raven’s grommet. Then they closed and she sucked hard, pulling at the softly wrinkled flesh that still tried to protect the space her tongue had been playing in.

“Kory,” Raven said with an irritated lash in her voice—her outward response to hating how Kory got to her, making her clit jerk between her legs, bigger and harder than such a sensitive bud should ever be on her tranquil body.

With a smirk at their antics, Cassie looked between Raven’s legs and caught a glimpse of Kory’s face. There was, of course, a look of crude pleasure right across it. They were both enjoying this as much as the other, even if they had very different ways of showing it.

“Let’s be on the lookout for anything strange,” Cassie suggested, eager to feel she was contributing, even if the situation was so resolved that Kory and Raven were enjoying tea and analingus more rather than worrying about it. “I’d hate to be surprised by jerks like those four yesterday.”

“I haven’t noticed anything,” Raven said caustically, as though it were insulting for Cassie to suggest there was something important she might not be aware of.

“Me neither,” Kory said, much as Raven’s asscheeks muffled her.

She felt a surge of lust, having Cassie’s eyes on her. Raven was putty in her hands now—as much as Raven could be putty—and Kory was sure she could get Raven to do anything she wanted. Especially if what she wanted was to keep eating Raven’s ass.

She grabbed between Raven’s legs and rubbed there while she went on sucking the empath’s anus. Already she could feel Raven’s mound twitching, practically thrashing with all the lust it needed tended. But Kory wouldn’t handle Raven that way until she was good and ready. A part of her liked having power over the distant, implacable Raven. It was good to know her own lush, beautiful body was too much even for Raven’s reserve.

Raven breathed deeply, trying to stomach the sheer ecstasy she felt from Kory’s mouth greedily taking all the taste of her forbidden place, saliva running obscenely down the backs of her thighs from how enthusiastically Kory enjoyed herself.

She took a sip of tea, hoping Cassie would be fooled that her biggest reaction to what Kory was doing was annoyance with the sounds of Kory slurping and sucking away.