Don't Look Away update

The moment had come; there was no more waiting. Tim lowered Steph down onto her back and gently, eagerly parted her legs. He glanced for a moment at her exposed womanhood, seeing everything with her legs opened up like they were. Steph knew she had a good-looking pussy. She wasn’t worried about him turning up his nose at it. 

Still, she blushed. It was crazy. She had fucked other people, other genders—but she felt like this was the first time. She trembled nervously.

Cass noticed it, Steph staring anxiously at the heavy heft of Tim’s manhood as it weaved lewdly between his thighs. The huge purple knob was aimed at Steph’s little shadowed pussy, dripping big blobs of precum.

“Don’t… worry,” Cass said to Steph. “He isn’t… that… big.”

Steph managed a nervous smile, especially when Tim gave Cass a put-out look. Then he was lowering himself down to her, his lean chest flattening her small breasts. She felt the stiffness of his prick pushing against her narrow slit and it was huge, enormous as it went into her…

“Oooooo!” Steph mewled. It was a cry of delight. Tim’s engorgement, his thickness, it felt wonderful inside of her. She hadn’t realized how much she’d needed to be penetrated, how starved she’d been for a good, hard fuck after she and Cass had been so gentle, so caring, so licking. She dug her nails into Tim’s shoulders, wrapped her long legs around him, forcing his member even deeper into her herself. Tim might have been a gentle soul, but he had a monster of a cock, and she was into that. She needed to get Cass to start biting her.

“Fuck her now,” Cass whispered.

“I will, Cass,” Tim replied.

He pumped his cock into Steph, its length slipping easily into her. Steph felt the firecracker charge of him pistoning through her. She liked the heat of his prick, the way it throbbed inside her, the friction as he fucked her.

“You gonna tell Batman that you did me?” Steph asked boldly. “You gonna tell him you have two girlfriends? That you’re emotionally compromised now? Like a little biyatch?”

Tim forced his cock deeper, fucking her like an animal. Cass watched, fucking herself with the apple. She let a delicate swoon.

“You’ll have to tell Batman… too,” Cass said to Steph. “That you… got fucked…”

“Yes, I will!” Steph cried out. 

Tim rutted into her sweet pussy, feeling its warmth surround his cock, the fluttering tightness rippling along his shaft. Cass could hear the smack of flesh against flesh, Steph groaning to exert herself as she circled her hips against Tim’s sawing motion. She was lifting herself off the ground, grinding herself against Tim’s thrusts.

“Will Batman… let you?” Cass asked. She was spinning the apple wildly.

“No,” Steph huffed, “he’ll tell me—I shouldn’t fuck boys—and I’ll tell him—that I’ll never fuck again!”

“But you will, won’t you?” Tim panted. “You can’t… stop!”

“No! I can’t!”

Cass was too hot to wait any longer to come. She dropped the apple, picked up a banana from the fruit bowl, and took it deep inside her sex. She humped wildly against it, pushing it into her pussy, fucking it furiously.

“Oh God!” Steph moaned. “Cass! You’re fucking a banana!”

“You can tell… Batman… all about it…”

“Yes! I’ll tell him that while I was fucking Tim, you were fucking—fucking—fuck me, Tim!” Steph howled. She was lost in the chorus of her climax, all of her stretched folds singing out at once around Tim’s prick. “Fuck me! I’m… I’m coming!”

Cass fucked herself with the banana. Tim jammed himself inside of Steph. His cock quaked and filled her pussy with his hot cum. Steph went cross-eyed—she thought she could feel the condom inside her, getting bigger and bigger and bigger as Tim’s seed went into it. She thought when he took it out, it would have to look like a water balloon.

“I think I need to lie down,” Tim said.

“You are lying down,” Cass said. For once, she sounded out of breath.

“You can use the spare bed,” Steph said. “Cass and I will be in my room, having sweet lady cuddles.”

“Can I watch?”

“Only if you’re ready to fuck us again, stud.”

Tim exhaled upward to blow some sweaty hair away from his forehead. “Next week then.”

***

Tim laid in bed without undressing. His body was more or less exhausted, but he was acutely aware that the guest bed wasn’t his own. Sentimentality aside, it was a little more threadbare, a little less comfortable—but he’d slept in worse places. What really kept him up was his mind. As satiated and tired as his flesh was, his brain was going a mile a minute, and as always, his brain won out.

Except it hadn’t. Not with Steph and Cass. He supposed that was no big thing—anyone with working gonads would’ve taken them up on that offer, except maybe Bruce, and Tim had given up on being like him. 

In a lot of ways, though, the arrangement was ideal. He wasn’t looking for love, wasn’t even sure he was capable of that right now. But what Cass and Steph was offering was lighter, more playful; it was clear their more intense emotions were reserved for each other. He was cool with that. He’d be free to play the field, find someone of his own—maybe Cassie, even. Or Rose. Or no one at all.

Because what was the alternative? He could break things off with the two girls, but where did that end? Should he stop being friends with Kon and Bart? He wanted what Dick had with Barbara, or even what Bruce had with Selina. Maybe this could be a start to figuring out women. His own personal Starfire. Between the two of them, Cass and Steph definitely added up to at least one Kory.

At some point, he must’ve fallen asleep, because Tim abruptly woke up to a sharp feeling of pleasure. He looked down and saw the sheets over his lower body filled with the rises of rolling hills in a distinctively feminine grouping, lithe and slender as Cass’s outline was.

“Cass?” Tim asked, feeling lips pursed tightly around his half-hard manhood, a tongue hot and wet on his foreskin. He felt an answering suck and spread his legs a little wider, reaching down to take hold of the head of the figure in his bedsheets and crush her face all the way down to his groin. “Midnight snack, huh? Eat—eat your fill!”

He draped his legs over her shoulders, locking his ankles together behind her back. Rolling to his side, he was able to work his hips back and forth, driving his cock into the woman’s throat. He wondered idly if it was Steph and not Cass. Her mouth was definitely big enough…

“I’m going to give you some hot cream for breakfast,” Tim breathed. “I might even give you enough for lunch!”

She pushed her hand between his thighs, gripping his balls, which were more than full again after his slumber. The touch of her smooth, soft skin against his bristling hairs was like an electric shock for the both of them.

“Yeah, milk me,” Tim groaned, now flipping himself on top of her, holding himself up on his arms as he thrust downward into her mouth. He felt his cock disappear into the tightness of her throat. “That’s good—God! Don’t stop sucking!”

Tim thrust into her gullet with all his weight. When the base of his manhood was holding open her lips, he pulled himself out, leaving only his cockhead in her mouth. He held himself up there, feeling the sweaty weight of the sheets over him from his lower back on down, before ramming back into her. He dipped his torso down, rested his weight on his elbows, and bent his knees so they slid up to her armpits. She was now totally surrounded by his hard, lean body, trapped by his wish to hammer his cock down her throat with brute savagery.

She gave out a muffled cry of surprise that, after some gurgling, was one of pure, hungry bliss. His cock was plowing in and out speedily, going fully into the back of her throat, with his bloated balls sliding up and down her neck, bristling hairs of it tickling her skin.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, grabbing hold of his muscular ass, squeezing his buttocks as if relishing the tensings of muscle she felt going through it with every drive he made down her throat. 

“Suck it, you cocksucker!” Tim sighed, pumping into her mouth with all he had, confident that whoever it was—Cass or Steph—she could handle throating him. “Take my big cock down your throat and make me come!”

He gave her little choice in the matter, knowing she wouldn’t want one. Tim was driving his groin against her face like an out-of-control machine, only letting her keep her mouth open, allowing his hard, throbbing cock in and out of her throat. 

“Gggk!” she spat as his cockhead pushed even deeper into her mouth, making her breath glug wetly out of her.

“Any… second… now!” Tim gasped, trembling with pleasure. He felt his balls electrify, the hotlt searing cum ready to fire. “Get ready… you cum-loving… I—I’m—oh Christ! Suck! Uhhh! Suck!”

When the blasting gush filled her throat, her own body purged itself of lust in one massive orgasm. The scalding heat from his ejaculation burned into her belly. The fire continued down, lower and lower, into her rippling pussy, clenching her passage.

“AAAIIIEEEE!” she screamed around his cock, her passion so intense that she lifted Tim slightly off the bed.

“All of it!” Tim grunted out, grinding out the last of his orgasm at what felt like the bottom of Cass’s throat. His cock plunged into her gullet, where it vibrated and pulsed with the last of his semen dripping out. Tim relaxed completely, her face pinned down by his weight. “Oh, baby,” he breathed, his eyes closed in satiation. Moving as slowly and feebly as an old man, he pulled himself free of her mouth and rolled onto his back beside her. ”You sweet little cocksucker… couldn’t wait until morning, could you?”

The blanket whirled out of the way like a magician’s cape during a trick, and suddenly he saw her. Her stern, angular face almost beautiful, brown eyes tilted like a cat’s over her high, prominent cheekbones. Her olive skin had a sheen that would’ve been called exotic in another woman. Tim had always been distracted from noticing those things by Lady Shiva’s thin lips, her deadly stare, her martial bearing, and most of all, by the fact that she was the most lethal martial artist on the planet.

“Your seed tastes good, little bird,” she said, without a trace of irony, or any notice of the dirty talk he’d just given her thinking that she was Cassandra Cain, her daughter. “Sperm that tastes as yours does is often most potent, and free of disease. But these are specifics I leave to you.”

***

“Wake up,” Cass said, shoving Steph gently. “Someone’s in… the house.”

“What?” Steph yawned, begrudgingly coming awake as Cass repeatedly pushed her. She pulled her pillow over her head. “Five more minutes—”

“Someone is in the house,” Cass insisted.

“N’way, security system woulda gone off…”

“This would not… be seen on a security system,” Cass said, pulling Steph’s sheets away from her.

“Jeezey-creezy!” Steph swore, hugging her knees to her chest as the cold set in. As nice a house as this was, her mom still didn’t run the heaters very high. “Okay, if the burglar alarm doesn’t know they’re here, how come you do? You see their aura?”

“Yes,” Cass said simply.

Sometimes, Steph had no idea how much of Cass’s bluntness was a lack of social skills and how much was just Cass messing with her. “Okay, okay, fine—“ Steph got out of bed, quickly dressing. Cass was already wearing overalls and a T-shirt, clothes loose enough to fight in. “I don’t know why the ultimate weapon needs me to check out a break-in…”

“If I… leave you here, they could… kill you.”

“As long as they don’t wake me up…” Steph yawned.

Cass reached out and pinched her.

“Oww!”

“Keep quiet,” Cass cautioned her.

“Then don’t pinch me—“

“Then wake up—“

***

Tim was unable to consider his words, even knowing it was Shiva--caught between his shock at the sudden revelation of her identity and his confusion over her words. “Specifics? What are you talking about?”

“My daughter is old enough now. Mature. A young filly. Ready to continue the bloodline. I created the ultimate weapon with Cassandra; she can only do better.” Shiva licked her lips. “I can see the reason for her interest in you. An intellectual addition to the gene pool, rather than a physical one. This is good. David was not a bright man. Your breeding could more than make up for his deficiencies.”

“We were just… Cass doesn’t want to breed with me—”

“Her loss,” Shiva said. “Now I want to see that you can satisfy Cassandra when you mate with her. This will be good for the breeding, good for the child. The chakra is often benefited by things such as this. Here, too, David was less than suitable. You will do better than him.”

The blanket flew into motion again, this time entirely away from them. Shiva had stripped Tim from the waist down, leaving him bare except for a few drops of semen that had landed on his thigh after he flooded her throat. She too was undressed, naked except for a black bra and black panties. For all her fighting, there was barely a scar on her, just smooth, tawny skin flowing over taut muscles, covering large breasts, sleek hips, a dancer’s body more than a fighter’s. 

“Shiva, look, Cass and I are just friends. She’s in love with Steph, or—“

Shiva looked thoughtful. “I will need to access her skill as well, then. A decent lover can greatly influence one’s fighting spirit. But that will have to wait.”

“Wait?” Tim asked.

Shiva grinned. “You are ready now.”

Tim looked down and saw that he was hard once more, despite the deluge he had poured down Shiva’s throat.

Whatever else she was, Lady Shiva was one hell of a MILF.

***

Armed with a baseball bat—and with, well, Cass—Steph searched the house, finding absolutely no signs of forced entry or disturbances. Cass just got more uneasy the more nothing they found. Finally, there was nowhere left to check but the guest room, where Tim was still sleeping off baby’s first threesome.

It was outside his door that they heard the two voices, a man and a woman. “What’s the matter, little bird? Is it making you flustered that I don’t have all my clothes on? Would you feel better if I were all covered up?”

“Uh, I, no—“ It was Tim, replying in a quivering tone. “It doesn’t bother me.”

As if she hadn’t heard what was being said, Cass went to the door and opened it, somehow doing so in such a way that the hinges didn’t squeak. Steph and Cass were able to look through the cracked door and see Tim and Lady Shiva sitting against the headboard of the bed, Tim as if he had backed away from her, Shiva on top of him like she had pounced anyway. 

“Are they fucking?” Steph whispered to Cass. “How do you like that, we give him a threesome, but instead of being grateful, he goes and gets a MILF!”

Cass shushed Steph.

Shiva was tousling Tim’s hair, kissing his already lipstick-smeared mouth. He seemed startled by it all, nervously looking down at her breasts while she ran her hands through his hair.

“What’s the matter then?” Shiva ran her fingernails along the nape of his neck. “Do you not enjoy kissing girls?”

She wetted her lips with a very pink tongue.

“Sure I do,” Tim muttered.

Shiva smiled and kissed him again.

“They’re Frenching!” Steph excitedly whispered. Her stomach felt weird, her pussy all wet and warm as she watched Tim’s tongue seem to merge with Shiva’s. 

Tim looked a little sick to his stomach, while Shiva seemed perfectly at ease. With her nicely toned legs coiled up under her, she slicked down Tim’s hair and said “I told you once that I would lead you into a new world. Then, I made you a warrior. Now, I will make you a man. I will teach you how to please my daughter, please her so that she will be bred many, many times. Many potential offspring to continue the line of Shiva. This was something I could not do with David, or with your Mr. Wayne. David’s touch I could not bear a second time. Wayne’s…” Shiva grinned subtly. “He was not interested in a coupling. He has his own plans to continue his legacy. Trying to make warriors out of such damaged goods. I am surprised by his success almost as much at his audacity. Perhaps it’s your hurt that makes you a good lover. However inferior a warrior you are, you’re arousing me. You’re making me glad Cassandra chose you.”

Cass blushed hotly and looked at Steph, who was shifting her weight from side to side, almost giggling as she nearly stuck her nose through the crack in the door. Beyond it, Tim was stammering.

“You know, if you need a semen sample that badly, I’m sure if you gave me a jar—“

“No need for that,” Shiva said. She poured herself closer to him, slipping her hand down to his chest. She plucked at the catches on his costume, kneeling over him as she opened it up. Her waist was slim, her ass very round, her lacey panties so thin that Steph could see the deep valley of her ass through them.

Steph had wanted to buy expensive panties like that for a real long time. She’d thought that with underwear like that, she could’ve had any boy she wanted, even Tim at his most virginal. But now, at least she could watch Shiva use them. Steph squeezed her thighs together to rub at her hot, tingling sex while the show continued.

“’Boy wonder,’” Shiva scoffed, reaching into Tim’s open tunic. “You’re a man.” She smoothed her palms over the warm flesh of Tim’s chest, making him tremble and writhe under her, like she was a vampire feeding on him. “I’m a woman.” She cupped and lifted her full breasts in her hands, displaying them to Tim.

Tim was twitching and squirming as he watched her fill his vision with her breasts. “You certainly are…”

Acting completely natural, like she had done this every day of her life, Shiva straddled Tim’s lap, holding him firmly in place while she reached behind her back to open the hook of her thin black bra.

“I hope you like them,” she said, reaching inside the loosened cups and squeezing the half-revealed teats. “Cassandra’s will be the exact same way after you fill her with child.”

She let the bra hang loosely over her large breasts while she slid her hands down to her slender waist. Then up Tim’s body, onto his throat, as she twisted and turned as if to music, making her breasts sway in front of him, her bra straps edge across her shoulders.

Tim’s eyes widened. His fingers were digging into the bedsheets, nearly rending them.

“Take it off for me,” Shiva said, almost sweetly. “Take off my bra and see what I want you to play with.”

Tim very gingerly took her bra away from her. His mouth was hanging open. He was breathing so hard that Cass and Steph could hear. Steph stuffed her fist in her mouth as she watched Shiva put her hands behind her head and brazenly display herself to Tim, shimmying her hips and shoulders, legs open to spread her lace-covered sex across Tim’s lap.

“Play with them,” Shiva said, her voice just a little too honeyed to be an order. “Play with them like you’ll play with Cassandra. Show me how you’ll please her.”

Tim shakily touched her breasts. “They’re really warm… really soft…”

Shiva squirmed her hips all around, rubbing her thighs with her hands, a dancer performing for a single man. “Yes. My tits are nice. Big. Pretty. Like Cassandra’s will be. Suck on them. Cassandra will like that.”

Steph suppressed a nervous titter, but couldn’t stop herself from reaching over and pinching Cass’s nipple. Cass gasped aloud, and both girls had to duck back as Shiva turned to look at the door they were peeping through. They were looking through it again as Shiva lifted her full, succulent breasts and offered them to Tim’s awestruck face. 

“Kiss. Kiss and suck,” she said, making her stiff left nipple touch his slack lips. It kissed against his mouth a few times, then he began to suck on it, harshly, vigorously. 

Seeing the rapt look in Tim’s eyes, the pleased smile on Shiva’s face, Steph felt like she was melting. Her thighs rubbed together, and she squeezed her breasts through the shirt she had put on.

Cass could see what Steph was doing. Steph didn’t care. She might have even enjoyed it, having Cass watch her. She smiled, perhaps to herself, perhaps to Cass, as she kneaded her breasts, feeling the nipples stiffen against her palms. And she kept watching Tim and Shiva.

“Good. Very good,” Shiva purred, pulling away from Tim to adorn him with a smile, then feeding him the other one. While he suckled at her, she played with the nipple that he’d left wet and angrily erect, twisting it one way, then the other.

Cass couldn’t believe that Tim was going along with this, pleasuring an evil woman like her mother. She was a bad woman, a wicked woman, and not just for making Tim suck on her, but for making Steph touch herself, for making Cass’s cunt feel so heated that it almost hurt.

“Let’s leave,” she whispered to Steph, who barely looked away, even to shake her head. Cass bit her lip and looked through the cracked door with her.

Shiva reached down between her legs and rubbed at herself, easily, steadily. Cass and Steph could see her fingers entering her wide-open sex, hear Shiva breathing faster. “You’re sucking me well—making my tits feel good. Now I want to know how you do with a woman’s pussy. How your tongue can get my daughter ready for your big cock.”

She ran her wet hands over his face, her warm juices shining on his skin. Tim quickly turned away.

“What’s the matter?” Shiva asked, caressing his face with one hand, touching herself with the other. “Don’t you like getting a taste of cunt?”

Tim twisted his head back and forth, but weaker all the time. When Shiva kissed him, his face went slack, tongue twisting with hers, her fingers running over his tongue and circling his mouth as she devoured him. 

“Your cock will,” Shiva said. “Your cock will just love my pussy.”

She wiggled her ass back a little ways, and with her out of the way, his cock sprang up, big and stiff. Cass gasped and hid her face in Steph’s hair. Steph strained to see more, while Shiva grinned to see it fully erect and dripping with precum.

“Quite good. Quite good indeed. With a cock like that, you can go right to Cassandra’s womb. Pump your seed exactly where it needs to be. I’ll show you where to go—“ She reached down and was touching his cock when Tim suddenly cried out.

“Shiva, Shiva, OH MY GOD!”

Steph gaped and Cass held her breath as Tim’s load leapt out of his prick. Even Shiva seemed surprised by the sudden geyser, not only its bursting but just how much there was of it. She sat on his lap, looking down at his member as it jerked and spewed, spurting a river of jizz up her belly and onto her cleavage. Again and again his prick fired, Tim moaning, trying to hold his cock still, but Shiva grabbed his wrists and easily held them back. By the time the cum had stopped firing out of him and was just dripping out of his drooping erection, its whiteness was all over Shiva’s breasts, her belly, and the crotch of her panties. 

“As you said,” Shiva observed. “Not quite ready. I’ll have to help you.”

She kissed him again, her jizz-covered breasts pressing into his chest.

Tim looked stunned. Steph was disappointed not to see more. Cass just wanted to go back to their room and forget this had ever happened, as well as what it had made her feel between her thighs. But Shiva wasn’t giving up. She knew full well that Tim had much more to give. He’d better, if he expected to satisfy her daughter.