Meditation update

Barda and Batgirl stared at each other, sweat dripping off them in droves. They panted softly, mulling Raven’s demand over, wanting it but not sure they could give it to her without causing permanent harm.

“Enough waiting!” Raven cried. She kicked at Batgirl and there was a loud squelching sound as her cock came out of Raven. It swayed in the air, vibrating toward her bare belly. A thick vein running up its side was throbbing vividly.

Grabbing Barda, Raven forced the Female Fury down onto her back, then mounted her, Barda’s cock a soaring tower angling up at Raven’s groin. Raven straddled Barda’s middle and lowered herself down as fast as her gaping cunt could take, dripping her warm juices onto Barda’s belly as she forced herself down harder and harder.

“Source’s Will, does she want it!” Barda cried, watching as Raven took hold of her slimy cock and jerked off the portion still outside her cunt. 

“Ohhhh!” Raven joined in Barda’s moans like a pack of wolves howling, wiggling the cockhead between her cuntlips and taking inch after inch of Barda’s rock-hard erection inside her lush pussy.

“Jesus!” Batgirl gasped. “Is she… she taking all of it?”

“Almost. Another couple inches. But she’s so tight. She’s so damn tight!” Barda wheezed.

“That’s it! That’s it!” Raven kept crying, her head rolling back, her eyelids closed with rapid movement underneath. She sat on Barda’s thighs, the prick totally lost inside her aching pussy. She breathed harshly, huffing and puffing as if drawing the cock inside herself with each breath.

Like she was compelled by some hypnotic command, Batgirl knelt down behind Raven, between Barda’s outstretched legs. She grasped Raven’s plush, pale buttocks with both hands and pried them apart to Raven’s groaning approval. Raven’s puckered anus came into view. Batgirl planted her cockhead in the groove of Raven’s ass and ran its tip up to Raven’s asshole, pushing into it with slowly gathering strength.

“Yes! Ohhh, fuck yes!” Raven roared, the pressure from behind jamming her into Barda beneath her. Their breasts crushed together between them. “Fuck me in the ass! I want both cocks inside me at once! I can’t wait anymore! Cram them into me! Go all the way up my ass!”

And Batgirl did as Raven demanded, driving her stiff cock into the pit between Raven’s buttocks. Nothing happened for a moment; Raven appeared too tight to allow Batgirl inside her. But then there was a slight give, a hint of yielding, and Batgirl thrust into that looseness. After that, Raven’s asshole could no longer resist.

“Rrrrgh!” Raven growled, scouring her hot nipples against Barda’s. “So hard! Such hard fucking cocks! I love them! I’ll never get enough! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass!”

The tightness in her asshole dissolved, the tight circle of muscle spread, and then Batgirl’s cock was sliding, inch by inch, into the hollow of Raven’s ass. The gorgeous mounds flattened under her driving hips, were roughly opened by her impaling cock. And it was impaling Raven, it was disappearing inside her in all its thickness, leaving even less room in the cunt underneath for Barda’s deeply embedded prick.

“It feels so good! My cunt, my ass, they both feel so good!” Raven croaked, her breasts heaving. “I want all of your cocks! I want every last inch from both of you, all inside me!” 

“It’s going!” Barda told her, feeling Raven’s pussy wrap even tighter around her dick, the vibrations of Batgirl’s throbbing erection pushing through Raven’s folds. “I can feel it going in! We’re going to have all our cocks inside you! You’re going to feel her big hard cock coming out of your mouth!”

Raven reached back and clasped her hands to her buttocks, obligingly pulling them apart for Batgirl. “Yes, by Azar, yes! I love it, do it to me, dirty things, feels so good, harder, faster, more, ooooh!”

With every clipped shout, the thick cock plowed deeper into her. A third, then a half of its rigid length was accepted inside Raven. It started to bend midway up its shaft, but Batgirl’s firm hand braced it, allowing it to push deeper. Raven’s cheeks seemed about to be broken open at any second. Their lush flesh smothered the invader in tightly wrapped pleasure.

“You in her all the way?” Barda asked—Raven’s breasts stirring across her mouth and face. “She’s going crazy!”

“Almost! Another couple inches! I’m nearly there!”

Raven’s eyes clenched shut. There was no discomfort. This was all pleasure, pure, intense, needed, a breeze of reaming flesh opening her wide. She couldn’t wait until she was fully spread and Batgirl could start fucking her. And Barda’s cock was stuffed wonderfully inside her pussy, throbbing there, insistently reminding Raven of her beautiful impalement. Its fat width rubbed lovingly against her swollen clit, and around its buried length, her lower belly fluttered and quivered with ever-growing ecstasy.

“There!” Batgirl cried. “There it is! Every single inch inside her!”

“How’s it feel?” Barda demanded, slapping at Raven’s roughly spread cheeks. “You like it? You little whore, you must like all that cock fucking your asshole!”

“Yes!” Raven bleated. “Oh yes! Feels… uunngh! Feels like heaven! Uuunnnhnnnn!” She could feel bristling pubic hair scratching at her smooth buttocks and knew it really was in all the way. It was great, it was perfect! A foot in her cunt, another foot up her ass. What more could a girl ask for? What more was there?

They went wild, plunging their cocks in and out and out and in of her hopelessly crammed body. Raven felt like she was being split in half as they fucked her rhythmically, driving in and withdrawing in sequence. Their scrotums smacked nosily into each other with every stroke.

“So deep! She’s taking all of me!” Batgirl wailed.

“What a filthy whore!” Barda grunted. “Damn good on my cock, this filthy whore when she’s spread wide open—“

Crushed between the two of them, her body thrown back and forth by their rough thrusting, Raven was in heaven. Her ass was as full as her pussy. It was amazing. It was wondrous. It was enough to make her love dicks. Dick was what she should live for; two dicks made life worth living. She kept her eyes shut and concentrated on savoring the feel of two potent cocks inside her, the dirty thrill of having them saw in and out of her body. 

In and out, in and out they crushed together, caught up totally in the lustful moment. None of them would have stopped for anything. They rammed and crashed into one another, completely unaware of their surroundings. The three of them were so lost in the sex that they didn’t notice the entrance of a fourth person into their little drama.

None of them heard Wonder Woman’s loud intake of breath as she was suddenly made witness to their debauchery on display. Hearing the pained wailing that even Barda and Batgirl made in their intense pleasure, she had crept into the room to investigate. Now she stood rooted to the spot, trying to reconcile what she was seeing with what she knew of all three women. Barda’s honored strength. Batgirl’s resourceful cunning. And most especially Raven’s quiet stoicism, as she now seemed the most vocal of them all—the biggest slut.

It took her a moment of staring at their tangled bodies to figure out who in the joining of limbs and the meeting of bodies was who. It was obviously Raven at the center of it; she was an absolute picture of debauchery, covered in sweat that flew off her body in its agonized convulsions, her make-up smeared over her contorted face… what had they done to her? Or, almost worse, what had she asked to be put through?

They were fucking her both at the same time, that much was clear. Wonder Woman could see two proud erections plunging demandingly between Raven’s spread legs, digging deep into her asshole and claiming her pussy at the same time. It seemed impossible that Raven could take it, but evidently she was enjoying it. She must’ve been mad. She must’ve gone absolutely out of her mind.

“Come inside me!” Raven cried throatily, seeming to validate everything Diana might think of her. “Fill me up with cum!”

Barda gritted her teeth and fucked all of her rock-hard cock into Raven’s pussy before shooting her seed. Batgirl drove her prick deep inside Raven’s twisting asshole, then found herself pumping out a load of cum that seemed never-ending. Between them, Raven squealed and moaned and fucked harder.

Long minutes later, Barda and Batgirl struggled to their feet. Raven was still writhing and twisting on the ground. Finally, she rolled onto her back. Her blue eyes were still glassy with lust when they opened, peering at the futas and their spent cocks. Her breasts rose and fell with beautiful languor. She opened her thighs and made small, sensuous circles with her weakened hips. Her pink tongue slipped across her kiss-swollen lips.

“I didn’t know fucking could be like that,” she purred, her whole body curving sensually to let the words out. “Give me your cocks. I want to play with those scary monsters now that you’re done fucking me with them.”

Barda looked at Batgirl. Batgirl looked at Barda. Both were amazed. Raven was twisting around in a state of obvious pleasure, a faint smile lifting cum-stained lips. Finally, she rose, reaching out with both hands. One to her left. One to her right. Barda and Batgirl stood transfixed as her soft hands gripped their cocks.

“Mmmm,” Raven said, slowly jacking their pricks up and down. “Donna would never believe this. We were actually talking about it yesterday. She said she’d love to hold two pricks at the same time. Of course, she was talking about boys, not about futas. I wonder what she’d think if she could see me jerking the two of you off. She might be envious, seeing how big they get…”

The futas stood there, silently dumbfounded. What could they say? Barda’s so-called sex toy had turned into a nymphomaniac. There seemed to be no better option than to let her do what she wanted.

And what she wanted now was to let go of them, her hands dropping to her sides, leaving them aroused but unfulfilled.

“Jack off for me,” she urged them. “Come on my tits, come in my face, feed me!”

Then she opened her mouth wide.

Batgirl and Barda were soon panting with the effort of stroking themselves erect and beyond.

When it was over, Batgirl and Barda had lashed both themselves and Raven in between them with their ejaculations. All three of them were covered in cum, either ropes of it shot from hard futa cocks or caked-on layers smeared over each other in sensual grindings. It puddled beneath them as well as the three of them lay together, each cushion and blanket alike. Beneath the layers of cum, the sweaty hair, and the tangle of limbs, Raven’s skin has returned to its normal color, her eyes to their normal number. Only Diana, with her gods-given sight, had seen how lustful Raven had truly become—the kind of greed and entitlement that made her father a monster, satiated by Batgirl and Barda working in concert.

That was, she thought, an incredible feat, for any two people to sate such an enormous appetite.

She remembered how it had looked, them giving vent to their mad, feverish urges, and licked her lips as she wondered which would taste better—the cum Barda had filled Raven’s cunt with or the sweet, succulent pussy itself?

Diana could not deny her voyeuristic enjoyment of their debauchery, or the erotic delight she herself had taken in both male members and female bodies—though never in her life had she tried both combined into one. Or Raven herself, who Diana could just tell would have a sugary sweet pussy, just made for the tongue.

Perhaps it was more than mere coincidence that had led her here. Perhaps it was the hand of Aphrodite.