The Courted Jester 2

Harley quivered again. Kory could tell the difference between her fright before and her excitement now. She sucked a little on Harley’s earlobe.

“I can’t wait for you to find out what it’s like to be his bitch,” she said softly, before moving her eyes to Dick, signaling him to perform for her.

Harley continued to struggle, but it was only to feel the thrill of Dick overpowering her. Holding down her wrists, Kory looked approvingly at how Dick pressured Harley’s hips, using both hands to keep her nubile waist in place until his hungry prick could enter her.

The big, seething cockhead probed its way through the curls of her pubic hair, unerringly finding the soft, damp opening that would allow it inside. Harley gasped, pinned down now, feeling the first inklings of being impaled. Dick pushed harder, exerting himself now that her hole was open to him, letting him in inch by inch.

“X’hal,” Kory said softly, realizing this was what it looked like when Dick entered her—the sight that went with the overwhelming feeling.

She watched as Dick’s manhood plunged between the lips of Harley’s cunt, the labia opening to accept it, the shaft sliding into the stretching folds inch by inch. The dark purple tip of his phallus vanished and Harley’s womanhood choked the girth of his shaft, lips riding smoothly along the veined heft of his cock, coming to rest at the thick base.

Straining and shoving, Dick had gotten all of his maleness inside of Harley.

Kory held onto Harley’s twitching arms, though they were moving more with convulsions of pleasure now than attempts at escape. Even that power was leaving them—too much energy required for Harley’s sensations as Dick pumped into her, pulling back his huge member and depriving Harley of any fucking at all. When her eyes and whinging voice pleaded, he drove back into her, taking up all the velvet depths that had cunt had to offer.

“Oh!” Harley gasped. “How very forward of you! You—you are! You can’t! But you are! You’re fucking me—ah!—you hairy, disgusting, beautiful—oohh! You’re so big! So much! Starfire, how can you let him put so much in me? Ahh!”

Dick thrust himself into her up to the hilt, drew back until Kory thought his cockhead would come all the way out. He went all the way back in, impaling Harley once more, before repeating the process in long, steady strokes that would’ve been gentle if it weren’t for how much he was making Harley take.

“Stay with him, Quinn,” Kory said urgently. “Help him fuck you. He has such an amazing cock, doesn’t he? So hot and firm. It won’t take much to come from a prick like that. But it’ll be so much better if you fuck him. Don’t you want him to come inside you? He might even breed you.”

She let go of Harley’s hands and the woman’s arms came down uncertainly, fingers fluttering in the air now that they were free to express themselves. Dick continued rutting into her and Harley made no move to stop him. In fact, she pressed her hands down on his shoulders, holding him against her as tightly as she could while he gave her another thrust. Her fingernails dug into his flesh, raking down an inch with every stroke he made.

Harley’s eyes were shut, but her red lips hung open. Kory watched expectantly as her pink nipples hardened. Her hips pumped, ticking like a pendulum up from the ground whenever Dick wasn’t thrusting into her, and her back arched, offering her cunt up to his steady strokes.

She smiled at Dick. “She’s helping you cock her. She loves that big prick of yours too much to say no to it. We can use her however we want now. She knows how nice it is to be your bitch.”

“Yeah, and I think it’s gonna be real fun having her,” Dick enthused through gritted teeth, experimenting with driving a little harder into the writhing clown.

He wasn’t pistoning into her like he would with Kory, but almost casually fucking her, which still seemed to overwhelm Harley. He thought having both him and Kory overpowering her was making Harley far more susceptible to their charms than she otherwise would be. It was probable her sanity would take a bit of a pounding before he was finished with her, and long before he’d shown her all of what it was to be his cocksleeve.

He dropped his lips to Harley’s ear. “Let yourself go. You can do it hard or slow or rough or any way you want to, but you’re getting fucked now. That beautiful little cunt is too good not to use… so hot and wet… soft as silk and tight as a virgin. Let me have it, Harley. Keep grinding your ass, even if you can’t make me come. I still like knowing you’re mine.”

“Unh!” Harley moaned, and Kory reached out one finger to hold down the straining hardness of a painted pink nipple. “Not yours! Hhnn! Strong… independent… oh, it’s such a big one! You’re filling me, stretching me—PLEASE, not so much! You’re going to make me come! I can’t come yet, I can’t, I’m still resisting you! You’ll have to ravage me a lot before I—I—UH—UH—UHHHH!”

Harley’s pelvis blurred into pure white as she pumped and pumped and pumped at Dick’s crotch. She wrapped her arms around Dick’s neck and pulled him into a savage kiss, her tongue as wild in his mouth as her cunt was around his prick. Her milky ass turned violent circles on the ground as she climaxed.

She admits it at last, Kory thought, her hand draped over one of Harley’s soft breasts, fondly squeezing it. Her other hand went to Dick’s back, sharing space with Harley’s long, slender fingers as she groped his powerful lats. How lovely it was, seeing one more woman confessing in the most honest terms how great a lover her Dick was.

 Kory already knew, of course, but it was still beautiful to see another variation on the theme. Watching Harley shudder with the kind of orgasm only Dick could give and hearing the liquid sloshing of his movement inside the depths of her cunt.

Harley went limp, only weakly able to raise her head to Dick’s and continue the kiss. Kory reached down, between their joined bodies, and felt the spasms going through Harley where they started. At her groin, where Dick was thrusting himself home.

When Dick stiffened and moaned into Harley’s slack mouth, Kory slid her hand over his ass and grabbed hold of his balls, feeling the convulsion in them as they freed themselves of the load that Harley would now be gifted with.

“So,” Kory asked, once Harley had drifted down to the floor, now Dick’s cum dumpster as well as his cock hole. “Did she manage to wear you out?”

***

Dick plunged into Kory so swiftly that she grunted. It didn’t. She was already wet, partly from knowing how rough Dick would be after the slight frustration of having to hold back with Harley. The clown’s pussy wasn’t yet well-trained enough to fully take him, while Kory was all but addicted to it.

She loved that he impaled her fast, his balls slapping against her ass and his shaft pulsing inside her slot. He attacked her with short, hurried strokes, as though desperate to make her come after unintentionally vexing her by making her wait, aroused but unsatisfied, while he finished with Harley.

Dick gasped and panted. He’d been able to keep mostly silent with Harley, but each thrust into Kory brought sensations that he had to express, his cock burning, his balls beating at her ass. Kory lifted her hips, but otherwise remained still, letting him power into her. Using her to sate the appetite Harley had been unable to satisfy, while she used Dick to satiate the lust her voyeurism had filled her with.

As he hammered between her legs, Dick stared at her golden breasts, watching them bound with the impact of his thrusting prick. Kory held him by the shoulders, seeing his face contort with passion. It was wild and good and full of ecstasy; she loved knowing that Dick felt the same way, love and desire written all over his handsome face.

Dick hardly noticed how uncharacteristically passive Kory was being. All he knew at this stage was how wonderful it was to be inside her, the wet heat of her pussy milking his cock. His hips lifted and came straight down, fully satisfying his only desire: to fuck Kory until he seeded her to the brim.

Kory moved her hands down his muscular body until she was gripping his ass. Her legs spread wide, opening until there was no possible way for them to hamper Dick’s rutting. She loved the way his balls slapped against her ass and the feeling of being stretched around his girth, over and over again, the pain going away while the pleasure mounted.

“I love you,” Dick whispered, his last conscious thought before he came.

His balls clenched and he went into delirium pumping Kory’s sex, groping her ass, feeling her collapse like jelly around his stiffness while his seed flew into her, thick as cream.

“X’HAL!!” Kory cried, twitching her hips, swallowing him with her soaked pussy, suckling his spurting erection.

Dick flooded her with jet after jet of his satisfaction. His balls shrank and Kory was filled to the brim and still he came in her.

Kory began to drift off, but before she did, she grasped Harley by the wrist and dragged the insensate jester between her and Dick, trapping her within their cuddling bodies, so she couldn’t leave without waking them. She doubted Harley would recover before either of them, her rather weak stamina not up to the task of processing the ecstasy she felt. But before they sent Harley on her way, Kory wanted the clown to eat her out and see just how much Dick loved her.

He might’ve come in Harley first tonight, but he’d fit an ocean into Kory. She wanted the clown to know that—it would motivate her to be a better bitch.