God Empress Harley Quinn

There were eleven people in the Watchtower. All of them were women. And of those women, four were in various states of undress.

Harley stood in the middle of it, scanning the party with glazed eyes. When she’d first conjured up the scene with the Crown of Thunderbolts, it was like she’d died and gone to heaven. She couldn’t believe it.

Half an hour later, she was still uncertain that she hadn’t just gone permanently around the bend. But who cared about a little thing like sanity when there was an orgy to be enjoyed?

She fixed her gaze on two women who were sitting on a long, low couch. Big Barda had her costume completely open; she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. And as Harley watched, Maxima leaned in to Barda and kissed her passionately. Their breasts touched, then crushed together. Barda squealed with delight and Maxima responded by pushing her hands into the Female Fury’s open costume, fingers grasping and molding her bare breasts.

Harley groaned quietly. She wanted some of Barda’s tits too, and there seemed to be more than enough of those big mommy milkers for both her and Maxima.

Harley turned her attention to a group of three women up against the wall, all huddled around a fourth. She couldn’t see through the crowd to recognize the fourth, but she recognized Black Canary, Huntress, and Lady Blackhawk. And she saw what they were doing to their friend.

Their hands moved and stroked and felt almost as one multi-armed lover. Each of them sighed and giggled and purred with the enjoyment they all shared. The woman they were exploring didn’t mind being their sex object one bit.

Harley could just about see what she was wearing, or not wearing. Her skirt was on the floor around her very high leather heels. Her blouse lay next to it. She wore only a black net bra, translucent black panties, a black garter belt with gleaming silver buckles, and sheer black hose.

Harley wiped some drool from her chin and looked away before she was overwhelmed with the desire to join in. She’d never be able to get a feel of that redhead with all the people who were already getting a handful.

She looked at Zatanna, who was dancing with Hawkgirl. Hawkgirl slowly rubbed the full length of her body against Zatanna’s, exciting her. Zatanna whispered something that Harley couldn’t hear. Hawkgirl immediately wrapped her wings around Zatanna. Under those feathers, the motion seemed to get much faster.

Then, of course, there were Wonder Woman and Power Girl.

Karen knelt in front of Harley, darting her tongue rapidly around the lemon-sized cockhead Harley had given herself at the end of a ten-inch shaft. Her hands were up at Harley’s pert breasts, squeezing her fingers into the soft flesh like she was trying to wring some color out of the pale, creamy skin.

Diana knelt behind Harley. Her naughty fingers glided like butterflies up Harley’s back, while her hot breath sizzled on Harley’s asshole. Harley gibbered a little as Diana’s fingernails dragged down either side of her spine, with Karen’s fingers skimming the foreskin up and down her engorged length.

“Wow-ee! No wonder guys are always thinkin’ with this head!” Harley moaned, her eyes crossing as Karen kissed her tip at the same time Diana kissed her anus.

Harley reached back to grab a ponytail of Diana’s hair and force her deeper between her cheeks, while stretching down with her other hand to maul Karen’s wonderfully oversized tits. It was a scream to be wallowing in the warm, naked flesh of the two hottest babes in the JLA. Every nerve in her lithe body was tingling from being caught between them.

All of Harley involuntarily twitched at the feel of Diana’s hot wet tongue washing the deep crevice between her buttocks. Gently blowing her steamy breath into Harley’s squirming anus, the Amazon lavished the clown’s valley with all of her slippery tongue. When Harley’s opening was completely inundated with spit, Diana teasingly poked at it with the tip of her tongue.

“Oh wowie wow WOW!” Harley screeched, feeling inch after inch of Themysciran tongue ream out her ass. “Can’t not come with all this tongue in my ass! And look at you, Peej! You’re right in the splash zone! Ever had someone come in yer mouth before?”

Karen shook her head, still mouthing Harley’s cock.

The ecstasy was almost more than Harley could stand. She was having her prick stroked, sucked, and it felt like Diana’s tongue was all the way inside her, tickling at the root of it.

“Then I guess we’ll see if yer a natural born cum dumpster or not! Remember, babes, just the tip, otherwise you’ll spill! And I don’t want any bukkake this early on!”

Karen was shocked. Harley was going to come in her mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world. And she supposed it was for her. Harley had always been entitled, but now she had the Crown of Thunderbolts to make her every whim not just deed, but the new reality. She could have anything she wanted. And right now, what Harley wanted was to bust right onto her tongue.

“Don’t worry, Peej, I won’t give you the whole load. Just enough for you to get your daily recommend vitamins. I’ll try and hold back some to give you a chance to… to… SWALLOW!”

Her cock throbbed and pulsed. Karen was abruptly crammed full of sperm, billowing out her cheeks and saturating her taste buds.

Harley stopped. Karen swallowed. Immediately she had the hang of it.

Harley emptied her bloated balls into Karen’s mouth, rope by rope, and Power Girl swallowed it all without spilling a drop. Harley patted her on the head as she drew her prick away.

“Guess that settles it! Ya are a natural born cum dumpster!”

It was crazy, but Karen felt a twinge of pride. Well, as long as she was Harley’s personal cock holster, she might as well relish how good she was at it.