MtK update

Kara gasped with pleasure, feeling Dick’s newly reawakened erection pushing against her sphincter. Slipping inside on all the lubrication his tongue had left. Burrowing slowly but steadily into the forbidden warmth of her bowels. Kara shuddered, grimaced, eyes wide with disbelief at how he was pushing thickly into her rectum, his cock well and truly fucking her asshole. Her anus felt like it was almost at the breaking point, forced apart by the invading girth of his hard-on. He was hard for her. She’d gotten him as hot, and as stiff, as she could feel fucking into her asshole right this second.

“Harder, Dick! You think you can hurt me? Fucking try it! Kill me with that cock up my ass!”

Kara thrust two fingers down into her golden thatch, curling them into her slit until they were buried inside her. She wildly humped her ass, pounding her sucking asshole up to Dick’s manhood.

He had never fucked a Kryptonian before—wasn’t used to the burning tightness that tried every inch of his prick. He worked his hips feverishly, groaning as he thrust himself into her bowels.

“Harder, Dick, ram it into me!” Kara thumbed her clit madly, her cunt seeming to froth as she fucked it with her fingers. “Break my asshole, Dick! Ruin it with that big cock!”

With a hard grunt, Dick slammed his hips against her buttocks, fucking every inch of his cock inside of her asshole. He lay on top of her without moving, feeling the strong muscles inside her as they milked his shaft, making his balls quiver. He could absolutely feel how full of cum they were.

He steadied himself, reared back, then eagerly pumped into her again. Kara’s asscheeks jiggled as he pistoned between them. She fingered her pussy, whimpering as her anus roiled around his thrusts. Dick went faster, fucking her harder, and her rectum gradually grew to accommodate his forceful prick.

“Gonna come!” Kara mewled. She lay motionless on the floor, doing nothing to either deter Dick or assist him as he continued sodomizing her. He could fuck her ass as hard as he liked. “Hhhgh—fucking good! Oh Rao, gonna come at any second!”

Any restraint Dick might’ve felt towards such a young, delicate-looking woman was gone now. He fucked her as hard as he could, burying his cock in her ass so hard and so deep that his balls smarted when they rebounded off her buttocks.

Kara could not resist; he was fucking her too good for her not to try and join in. Eagerly she humped back, flogging her juicy sex with her fingers and pumping her ass into his hearty thrusts at the same time.

“Coming, Dick!” she cried, her voice sounding both agonized and ecstatic. “Your cock is so fucking big! I’m gonna come on it! FUCK ME, DICK! FUCK MY ASSHOLE! I’M COMING FOR YOUR BIG PRICK!”

Kara’s orgasm deluged her sex with burning cream, while her ravaged asshole convulsively gripped his cock. His balls were bloated with cum; he couldn’t take the pressure around his length. Grunting continuously, working off the immense lust he felt, he drove his throbbing cock up Kara’s ass over and over again.

Kara screamed as he came, spurting what felt like a gallon of jizz up into her bowels.

“Come in my asshole, Dick!” Kara writhed feverishly, kicking and scratching at the ground, but Dick’s hands on her waist kept her in place easily enough, made sure she was right there to take his thrusts and his ejaculation. Her big blue eyes crossed as she felt her burning hole being soothed by a flood of his cum. “Fill me full of cum, oh fuck, oh fuck… oh, DICK!”

Three times. He had fucked her three times now. He had to be in love with her.

***

Harley couldn’t believe her ears. Vicki wasn’t talking at all like the boring goody-two-shoes she’d always assumed her—and really, most people outside of Red and Mistah J—to be. She was acting more like a sex fiend—a certifiable nymphomaniac who only cared about cock, but might settle for pussy if dick was even slightly hard to come by.

Harley wondered why they hadn’t gotten along before now.

“Okay,” Vicki continued, confident now that she had Summer’s attention. “He started kissing on my tits. He’d suck one nipple into his mouth, lick it a little, then move to the other one. Never really going for it enough that I got used to it, but always teasing me, teasing me, until I was so strung out I could’ve come just from having my tits played with! And I was ready for that too—probably be something he’d brag about with all his pals—but right when I was on the edge, he started kissing down my stomach instead of finishing me off. The bastard nearly had me begging for it!”

“That’s exactly the way Batman did it with me!” Summer exclaimed. “You think they subscribe to the same magazine or something? Only I was wearing a blouse, so he ripped it open. I guess after he saved my life, he felt entitled to. That tongue of his was like a snake, and his hands made sure it could go wherever it wanted. He ripped my jeans apart with his bare hands!”

“God, Bruce had me so horny, he told me to get my pants off and I did. Right there, out in the open, with the biggest celebrity in Gotham. Well, maybe second biggest.”

“I’m sure they’re both pretty big,” Summer winked. “It’s the way the two of them carry themselves. You can’t be self-conscious wearing an outfit like Batman does.”

Harley pictured it in her head. Bruce lying on top of Vicki, his mouth trawling all over her bare chest. From one breast to the other, he’d mark her with his saliva, not to mention the red marks of his teeth. And the moment he touched her nipples, they’d swell up hard and red and full like they were begging to be played with. Her milky teats would throb with desire, like they were ready to burst, giving incontrovertible proof of how the girl needed to be touched—how she’d welcome the feel of his tongue wherever he wanted to put it.

“And then his tongue went all the way into my pussy. God, I fucking came! It felt like the top of my head blew clean off! I’ve never gotten off so hard before!”

“It can’t be as good as what Batman did to me. He licked all over my clit until it was so swollen, I didn’t even recognize it. I didn’t know it could get like that! Then he wrapped his tongue around it; I was about ready to explode. When he sucked my little clit between his lips and then used his tongue on it, boom! I couldn’t take anymore. But he didn’t stop! He went down to my cunt lips and ran his tongue all over them. My cream had gotten just everywhere and he just lapped it up. Said he didn’t want it to go to waste.”

“Bet he didn’t get off on it like Bruce did. He told me mine was like fine wine. I can still remember the feel of his tongue pushing inside me, thirsty for more. Every time it quirked in my pussy, I felt this sort of spark go all the way up my spine.”

She gave a shudder to emphasize how good it had felt to have Bruce doing that to her.

Stuck as she was with her waist in the doggy door, Harley could still reach underneath herself and between her slender thighs. She did, her hand drifting to her own pussy. Her panties were totally wet, soaking with how turned on she had gotten. Harley had tried not to listen but after a night of being ravished, the centerpiece of an orgy, hearing about sex instead of experiencing it had hit her particularly sensually. It was like finally getting something in her cunt after giving blowjob after blowjob like the lock was busted at her glory hole.

Touching herself, with her tender sensitivity, Harley even forgot about the fantasy of Bruce Wayne and Batman—lost herself in fingers moving along her pink folds, her middle finger sliding easily into her sex. The slick inner walls parted to let it in, almost sucking on it, and she played her finger in and out of her slit while listening to Vicki and Summer’s shared sexual reminiscing.

Harley still couldn’t believe that Batman had fucked Summer Gleeson. He seemed like such a straight-arrow, a crushing bore ruining her fun with Mistah J. Sure, he had fucked her, but that was part of dominating her. He was getting her off to prove a point. Summer just had to be trying to top Vicki’s story of Bruce. She sure had an active imagination. It couldn’t hurt if Harley listened to her bullshit. It was all made up anyway. And the journalist knew how to make it sound hot—just like fucking Batman really would be.

“Yeah, his tongue was just everywhere inside me.” Vicki was almost moaning at the memory. “It felt like he was going to tear me apart, and all with his tongue! I couldn’t even take it. I started begging him for his prick. My pussy was on fire—my head was spinning like crazy.”

“Same thing happened to me,” Summer said. “As soon as Batman started in on my cunt, he was pushing me right over the edge. My whole body was on fire. And the way his tongue went inside me… he was fucking me with it. I’ve taken some cocks in my day, but the way he used that tongue on me put most of them to shame!”

“I know what you mean. Bruce ran his tongue all the way to my asshole. When he actually put it in, I came. I wasn’t even trying to. The sensations were just too much for me to take.”

Summer smiled. “I heard music—I really did. All the time he was licking me, sucking on me… fucking me with his tongue… I could hear this music…”

She hummed a little tune and Harley realized she was fingering herself to its rhythm—panting now, blushing with shame at her arousal. It was obscene that she had let herself get carried away like this. But she couldn’t help it at all. That humiliated her even more. Summer and Vicki hadn’t really done those things, they were both telling lies, but Harley was still getting off on the idea of them.

Her breasts pounded with need. Despite how many times he had used her, she still wanted to feel Bruce sucking them again. She remembered enough of the feeling to know she couldn’t summon up the full majesty of how it had been. The lances of anticipation thrilling through her warmed Harley up. It spread like wildfire. She was alive, more alive with desire than she had been with satisfaction.

“And then I felt his cock at my pussy—so much bigger than my poor little pussy. I knew he might break me, but I could also tell it’d be worth it. If I didn’t try it, I’d never forgive myself.”

Harley couldn’t even tell if it was Vicki talking or Summer. All that mattered was how hot the words were. Both hands went between her legs, rubbing across her mound, then slipping inside her pussy. One hand toyed with her clit. The other pressed a finger as far into her cunt as possible. One finger wasn’t enough to satiate her, so she put in another. Then a third. Harley could feel herself stretching around how much she was penetrating herself and it felt great!

The blood was pounding in her temples, but she could still hear the women talking about how Batman had fucked them, how Bruce had fucked them.

“It felt like a goddamn piston! Jesus, he was stiffer than I thought a man could get. And he could use it, too. The man was like a machine! He didn’t stop till I’d come three or four times—I couldn’t tell if that last one happened twice or just kept going until I blacked out. Maybe it was a new one when I woke up, maybe not.”

“I couldn’t keep count at all. He kept me coming like a roller coaster going at full speed. All I could feel was his thick cock going in and out, in and out. Fucked better than anyone else—got me so hot it was like the whole world was fucking me. When I felt my juices running down my thighs, even that got me off. It would’ve been perfect, only… I worried he was fucking me to death!”

Harley’s fingers squeezed hard at her clit, putting it in all the tension her thumb and forefinger could exert. It was slippery, it even hurt a little, but her body was a raging bonfire now and her clit was so swollen anyway. She had to bring herself off or staying at this fever pitch would kill her.

Bruce had ravished her plenty of times, but now she felt like she was being overwhelmed by the lust her own fine-tuned pussy was providing. He had trained her body to deliver thrills that Harley couldn’t hold back—or stripped her of so much control that she could destroy herself with the feelings she produced without his firm hand in charge of her.

Harley bit down on her lip as she came. It was almost too intense—spreading all through her groin, then flaring into the rest of her body. It didn’t make her worry about head exploding like Vicki had bragged about, but Harley was sure she had just been making that up.

“Mmmm,” Vicki said, “he got it up again no problem. The last time I blew him, he came right down my throat—three spurts, big ones too—and then had his erection back in maybe a minute. I tell you, the man doesn’t just fuck like a bull, he’s a sex maniac!”

“A real cocksman,” Summer added, not sounding like she was in doubt.

“You said it. He got me into the double digits before he finally came. And I felt it shooting into me. It was like a fire hose was inside me and he’d turned the faucet all the way up. And I was so keyed up that I could feel every drop he gave me as he stuffed me more and more full.”

“Sounds like fun.”

“It was. It is. I can’t wait till I get him alone again. Hell, I might not. If he walked in here right now, I’d probably straddle his cock even if you had a camera out to film every minute of it.”

“I’d call that an exclusive, but that hardly seems like the right word, what with this harem he’s got going on. Stately Wayne Manor is more like a one-man whorehouse these days.”

“Oh, he’s not the only one enjoying himself,” Vicki corrected her. “We ladies have a lot of fun without him. Case in point—as long as Harley here wants to use the doggy door, how about you make her your bitch?”