Knock Knock update

Peter lowered himself between Diana’s open legs, her hands down at his groin to help guide him into her slit. Jaw dropping, she felt his knob against her opening. It was all she could do not to toss her ass back and forth getting him into her.

“Fuck me now!” Diana breathed. “Give it to me, Peter, give it really hard! It’ll go in!”

“You’re so tight!” Peter groaned. “I can’t believe it…”

“Then make me loose,” Diana cried, working her hips madly. “Fuck me wide open, just like you did Zatanna. Make me come like she did when you ruined her pussy for other men.”

Peter pitched himself low, bringing his hips forward, driving his glans against Diana’s slick sex. She grabbed hold of his ass, pulling at him, trying to get him deeper.

“Hera, that’s good!” she moaned. “I can’t believe how good it is. Ohh, Zee, there’s nothing like the real thing…”

“Easy, Diana—slow down!” Peter cried, trying to hold her down, keep some steady rhythm to the fuck, but Diana wouldn’t stop for anything. The dildo had brought her close to orgasm and Peter’s hard, hot erection had excited her beyond belief. She was so close. She needed to break through—reach the ecstasy only Peter had given her.

Diana bit her lip, eyes rolling back in her head as the shudders of her coming orgasm rolled through her, jiggling in her ripe curves, twitching in the features of her lovely face. She rubbed her breasts against Peter’s chest and he kissed her, giving Diana his tongue as well as every inch of his length. Diana dug her heels into the small of his back to try and get more.

“So good!” Diana screamed, tossing her head about in a storm of a jet-black hair. “Merciful Aphrodite, my cunt—my cunt is on fire for you!”

“Hnnnn!” Zatanna keened, thrusting the dildo in and out of her pussy as she came too, as if Diana’s orgasm was too great for one woman’s body to hold. “Come for him, Diana! Give him that fucking climax!”

“Ghn! Yesss!” Diana moaned, her hips flying up to Peter’s. She pulled her fingernails over his back as rapture consumed her mind. Her sex convulsed on the hard thrusts Peter gave her. 

Then he was still, buried inside her. Diana felt him throbbing within her folds, then heard him groan as hot cum burst from him. She came with Peter, crying out as if for help, for mercy as her orgasm hit her as hard as his ejaculation had. Her cunt flared, lit up with the electricity of having Peter’s seed inside it, running out of her as she writhed underneath the man. Her inner muscles sucked at his spurting cock and the thick semen it gave her. She kissed Peter’s groaning mouth then cooed into his ear.

“By the Gods, Peter—you have such a cock! You made me come so—so well!”

“So did you,” Peter panted. “God, so did you.”

“Oh fuck—fuck!”

Diana looked over to see Zatanna twisting and gasping, fucking herself to completion with the dildo. A spasm ran through her lush body, shaking her so hard she needed to clamp her teeth shut, her full breasts heaving as she came and came. Then she let go of the dildo, falling back onto the bed. In all their exhaustion, it felt like the three of them were connected somehow.

“Mmmm—not bad,” Zatanna sighed. “First choice is still riding that supercock myself, but getting to watch Wonder Woman take it is a close second.”

“Likewise,” Diana chuckled. “I could never pull off a pair of fishnet stockings the way you do.”

“You, uh, you need any help taking that out?” Peter asked, staring at the dildo that still protruded from Zatanna’s sex.

“Uh-uh. I think I’ll leave it in there for now. My cunt really seems to like how it feels.”

“So does mine,” Diana laughed, wrapping her arms around Peter. He laughed with her. Zatanna looked at them for a moment and then she was laughing with them.

Laughing themselves into another round of all-consuming sex.

***

Diana came awake highly aroused.

The things she had done with Peter, not to mention Zatanna, had left her with a lasting appreciation of the magician’s spellwork. She’d never exactly doubted Zatanna’s magic, but now she felt physically incapable of doing so. 

Watching Zee get fucked, the taste of her sweet little pussy, the uninhibited way she had joined in with Peter and Diana, and Peter had joined in with her and Zatanna, and Diana had joined in with Peter and Zatanna… Peter had been absolutely the right choice. Great Hera, he felt like her soulmate! She couldn’t imagine the sex being any better if he actually was.

That night, Peter had seemed as insatiable as she was—the first man she’d met who could make that claim. He had fucked her pussy to the point of painful tenderness and beyond, until the pain had been part of the pleasure, and her body tingled beautifully when relief came. 

She slept late afterwards, for her at least, exhausted by the wild thrusts of this stranger’s prick. She would credit Zatanna with her late start as well, but the merely human magician hadn’t been able to keep up with the Amazon and her metahuman. 

Still, eventually tiredness had caught up to Peter. He wasn’t quite a match for her godly abilities. Diana would’ve liked the sex to keep going, past the point of tiredness and pain, to the transcendent exhilaration she had known with a select few nigh-omnipotent lovers. But both Peter and Zatanna in her bed had been a worthy substitute for that rare gift of experience.

So Peter was still asleep with Diana woke up, despite how taxed she had been. The morning sun was already up in the sky. Diana still felt sore, in the best possible way, but also well-rested and quite contented. 

She came out of Peter’s bed, leaving him and Zatanna to their slumber, to prepare breakfast for the three of them. Peter didn’t have much in the way of groceries—a typical bachelor—but there was enough there for an egg-and-waffle confection that would satisfy the three of them. Their bellies, at least. After last night, Diana wasn’t sure the rest of them could be satisfied. Their bodies could just be made to give out before they gave themselves heart attacks.

She returned to the bedroom to wake Peter and Zee, knowing that letting them sleep any later would disturb a healthy sleep cycle. Then she saw Peter’s erection, hard and throbbing, sticking up like a tower underneath the sheets. Even the way Zatanna coiled against Peter, her arm across his chest, felt like she was cuddling possessively close to that glorious specimen. 

Well, a meta like Peter could stand to be woken up, but Zatanna was just a human who knew magic. And in the entertainment industry, besides. For her, a healthy sleep cycle was probably sleeping until noon.

Being careful not to disturb her friend, Diana reached under the sheet to caress Peter’s cock. She smiled—the feel of his prick a reminder of all the satisfaction it had given her. She squeezed it gently, watching how the cockhead swelled with hot blood, precum blooming on the tip. 

No sense in staining the bedsheet any more than it already was. She moved it aside, callously flipping it over to cover up Zatanna as she licked tenderly at Peter’s bloated knob. After how he’d pleased her last night, waking Peter in this way seemed like the perfect way to repay him.