Marry The Lantern update

Hal knelt there before Arisia, forcing himself not to lick his lips. A bead of sweat rolled down his brow. 

“They’re cold, too. Panties should keep a girl warm,” Arisia said. “Feel how cold I am. Touch me.”

“I—I’d better not,” Hal said, standing, though his eyes stayed right down there at Arisia’s pink cunt—so much more pink in the middle of all that gleaming bronze. 

“Then at least help me warm up,” Arisia insisted, slowly pushing her finger inside of herself. 

Hal helplessly watched as it went between her pussy lips, deeper and deeper, until with a pang Hal realized she was taking it back out again. 

Arisia held her finger up. It was dripping wet. “See? After I do that, I feel all warm. You can even taste—it’s kinda spicy.”

She extended her wet finger out to Hal. He could smell her on it, almost taste her.

“You shouldn’t be doing this, Arisia,” Hal gasped. “Even a Green Lantern only has so much willpower…”

“Oh yeah? Then maybe we should test your limits.” Arisia put her finger on his lower lip. It wasn’t tasting her, but it was the next best thing—feeling the slickness of her wet pussy on his lips. He would taste her the next time he licked them. “You’d be a better Green Lantern if we worked on your willpower. And even if you fail, it wouldn’t be that bad, would it? It’d be like training. Doing something over and over again until you get so good at it…”

“Over and over again,” Hal breathed. 

He told himself he could wait, that when Arisia took her finger away the taste would still be there, waiting for him to lick it up when he was safe and she couldn’t see. But he didn’t want just that. He wanted it fresh off her finger, warm with the heat from inside her pussy. He wanted the look on Arisia’s face as he sucked her cunt from her finger.

He couldn’t help himself.

Arisia trembled, turned on more by every swipe of Hal’s tongue as it licked up every taste from her finger. Hal suddenly seemed much, much closer to her. She took a deep breath, wondering if she could really control him when he couldn’t control himself.

“Maybe you could buy me some new panties,” Arisia said, running her other hand through Hal’s hair, along his white temples.

She felt a little silly, lying there with her leg in the air, but it was all worth it when his heated breath washed over her sex. She trembled. She knew Hal was doing to do something. He was already doing something—breaking his code, doing much more than treating her as just another professional Green Lantern comrade. He would do more. Arisia could hardly wait. It was already so good!

“I’ll buy you anything you need,” Hal said.

“Cute ones,” Arisia replied. She raised her leg higher. “I’d really like it if you helped me pick out some cute Earth panties for my cute Earth man.”

“Not half as cute as your cute alien cunt,” Hal said without thinking.

Arisia felt herself clench. It was a good thing her panties didn’t have a crotch. She’d be getting them so wet if they had one…

Hal leaned closer. He inhaled her femininity straight from the source, where she was most a woman, and she was such a woman it made him dizzy. There was something about knowing a girl was turned on, smelling it on her, that was like pregaming sex. He was getting off without the fuck being over at all. It hadn’t even begun yet. Arisia’s pussy was lonely. It was begging for him to be with it. Be a part of it, like Arisia’s finger had been.

She put her hands on his head as if to hold him against her cunt, but she hardly needed to bother. All she accomplished was giving Hal permission to kiss her pussy and with the slightest weight of her fingers pushing him down, he lowered his mouth there. His tongue ran out from between his lips, leaping against her sodden labia, tasting a decadent dose of the appetizing taste he’d sucked off her finger.

“Ooooh!” Arisia gasped, her body charging up like an electric battery. She always felt so young, so naïve, so girlish, but this was something a woman would feel—something only a man could be doing to her.

The feeling was so new and different that she considered pulling away, but it felt too good—then she couldn’t think at all. All she could do was lie back and enjoy Hal’s tongue as it sank into her pussy. 

Arisia writhed in ecstasy, even more so when she felt Hal’s big, callused hands grabbing onto her panties, pulling on them until they rolled down her hips. Like she was little more than an inanimate object herself, she obligingly lifted her ass, letting Hal tug her panties off. Both her legs went up in the air as he slid her panties off her feet, then his face was pressed harder than ever into her cunt. His rough hands pushed her thighs out of the way, letting nothing get between his mouth and her delectable cunt.

Arisia’s mind whirled. “Oh, Mr. Jordan, oh, Mr. Jordan!” she whined. “I can’t hep-hep-help it!”

Her hands twisted into fists and the power ring on her finger flared, her eyes glowing, inarticulate ring-constructs pushing Hal away and pulling her back, her creaming pussy beating a retreat from the raw passion of his mouth. It didn’t help. She still came, her eyelids fluttering, her pussy clenching tighter and tighter and tighter until she rained, showing Hal every drop of how he’d gotten her off.

When Arisia’s eyes could focus again, she looked into Hal’s. He looked like a lion about to pounce and Arisia loved being his prey. 

Then his face changed. Looking at Arisia sprawled out before him, he remembered how she young she was. Christ, nothing but a girl. Even if she were full-grown by her species’s standards, everything about her was so childish, naïve and inexperienced, not knowing what her own body was capable of… and here he’d gone and gotten her off, knowing exactly what her cunt needed.

Arisia pulled open the plunging neckline of her would-be shirt. “Wow… you must really like my pussy, Hal. It’s almost enough to make the rest of me feel slighted. What about my tits? Do you like my tits too?” She lifted their pert weight up in her hands, pinching the engorged nipples between her thumbs and her forefingers. “Would you lick them too?”

Hal felt weak. His inhibitions were slipping away, leaving only his desire for the taboo. He watched her tweak her hard nipples between her fingers and wished more than anything that he could do it himself.

Arisia licked her lips. She certainly felt inexperienced then. Hal had obvious misgivings—she didn’t know whether to go slowly and ease him into having more fun, or take advantage of what had already happened and rush him into fucking her. She could get him addicted to her body, she knew she could, but what she didn’t know was quite how to get him to try it. 

Hal paused. He tried to talk himself out of it—regain the sanity of a man who wouldn’t do this—but he couldn’t. This was pure sex, a luscious young woman offering herself to him. Who cared how old she was? That just meant he’d waited long enough to fuck her—and that he’d have years of fucking ahead of him.

Hal remembered walking by her half-open door and seeing her undress. It’d made him hard then and every time he passed her door from then on, he had let his eyes wander to see if it was open a crack, Arisia giving a repeat performance. Every time it’d happened, he’d felt ashamed, but he didn’t feel ashamed now. As young as she was, she was old enough for this. She was old enough and he was getting too damn old and his cock was too fucking hard to go to waste. He reached out with trembling fingers and rested his hands softly on Arisia’s breasts.

She sighed dreamily, putting her hands on his wrists to hold them to her chest. She wanted to be sure the taste he got of her body was a real big one. “Do you like them, Hal? Aren’t they nice and soft? Stroke my nipples. Make them harder. I like it when they’re hard—don’t you?”

“Jesus, Arisia, they feel incredible,” Hal said, letting his fingers sink into her pert breasts. They squeezed timidly at first, but then he gave her the pressure was craving.

“Oooh, I like that!” Arisia cried. “Harder, Hal! It feels good for me too!”

Any doubts she might’ve had about taking Hal was a lover were gone now. She needed to fuck as badly as she ever had and she knew Hal was just the man to take care of her. He had played with her, excited her—now it was time for him to have her.

“Are you hard, sir?” she asked. “Does your big cock want to do something to me?”

She didn’t wait for Hal to answer. She put her hand on the front of his pants. He was hard, unbelievably hard, and much bigger than she thought a man could be. It was funny—she wasn’t supposed to think of her partner as having a cock, but here he was with a long, hard one and it was becoming more and more obvious. It couldn’t stay that hard for long, not without coming. She couldn’t wait any longer. Her excitement mounting, Arisia clutched the outline of his throbbing erection through his pants.

“Unngh,” Hal moaned, sitting there transfixed, lost between her hand on his cock and his hands on her tits. “Shit, Arisia—my little Arisia…”

Without letting go of his cock, she used her other hand to get a fistful of his waistband and pulled it down until she had to let go. His big, gorgeous manhood popped out, uncircumcised, a thick foreskin covering almost all of his engorged knob.

“I want to see all of it,” Arisia cooed, and rolled the foreskin back until all of his cockhead was exposed, free to seep long strings of precum. Arisia tittered and cupped her hand on the purple helmet, catching his precum and rubbing it into his glans and shaft.

“Oh God, Arisia, that feels so good,” Hal gasped. “Fuck, you’ll make me come—are you going to make me come?”

“Uu-uh, no sir, not like this. We have lots more to do before you come. Now kiss my tits, Hal. I’ll keep rubbing your cock. You won’t come yet, but I’ll keep rubbing and rubbing and rubbing…”

Hal looked closely at one of Arisia’s white gold nipples, watching it get closer and closer, and only then realizing he was bending down to it. It was hard, standing out so much from the taut skin of her breast—he’d never seen a woman’s nipple look like that before, not ever. He kissed it, brushed his lips along the bristling areola, and finally pursed his lips and sucked it.

“Oh, Hal, I really like that!” Arisia cried, pushing against his puckered lips. “Kiss it, suck it—fuck, so fucking exciting! Not just that one, not just that one, do the other one! They’re both so hard! They both feel so good in your mouth!”

She closed her eyes, squeezing his cock hard while he suckled her nipples. It felt amazing, but she wanted more. Her pussy was burning too hot to be satisfied with these preliminaries. She pushed him away.

“Now let me kiss you!” she keened, but instead of going for his lips, she ducked down to his lap. Her lips wrapped around his hardened cock. His precum was all over the knob. She sucked it giddily.

Hal was in heaven. He always enjoyed a good blowjob, but he never could’ve imagined how much he would love getting one from his sweet, innocent partner. “Suck it, Arisia! Oh Jesus, suck that cock!” he panted.

He watched his member disappear into Arisia’s cute little face. She sucked his cock so hard that it was hard to believe this was her first time, yet she was clearly enjoying a new experience, reveling in its novelty. He had a good ten inches, but Arisia wanted all of it, and he loved the sight of her wet lips around his prick, tight as a power ring. His length glistened with her saliva as her mouth hitched up and down his shaft.

Arisia was enjoying Hal’s cock even more than he thought she was, immersing herself in its taste, its scent, even how it felt as it throbbed against the inside of her mouth. She sucked rhythmically at the knob and first few inches of shaft, while her left hand fondled the base and her right hand squeezed his balls. 

Soon, the back of her throat thrummed like an empty stomach. Arisia needed him there too. She took her hands away from his dick, putting them on his muscular thighs instead.

Arisia’s wet lips slid down his prick, all the way to his balls, and she sucked him as if desperate for his cum, all while her fingers lovingly massaged the corded muscles of his legs. She kept going until he was on the verge of coming, and as much as she wanted him to flood her mouth, she stopped then. She needed his cum in her cunt.

“I like sucking your cock, Hal,” she purred once she’d slurped her way off him. “But I’m not going to let you finish in my mouth until later, much later, when you think you can’t possibly get it up again. Now, we’re going to fuck.”

Hal groaned. As maddeningly as his cock was pulsing without her mouth around it, the prospect of being inside her sweet cunt was temptation enough to make it all better. “Yes, Arisia. Let’s fuck.”

“In the bedroom,” Arisia husked, her voice so deep she sounded orgasmic already. “I want you on your bed, like all your other girls get. Fuck me where you fuck your girlfriends. Fuck me into being your woman. Fuck me and fuck me and—”

Hal jumped up like a man half his age, picking up Arisia and carrying her to the bedroom. He didn’t bother to turn down the covers, just tossed her down on the bed and stripped. Landing on her back, Arisia simply spread her legs. Hal practically ripped his way out of his clothes, his cock jutting straight out in the front of him, the knob throbbing with need.

“Oh Hal, sir, your prick is so big! Quickly, put it in! I want it so bad!”

Hal climbed onto the bed, coming towards her on his knees, his cock looming over her belly. It was even bigger than it had been in Arisia’s mouth, long and thick and trembling with its own hardness. 

“Can you take it all?” Hal asked her.

“Oh God, make me take it all, sir!” Arisia cried. “Push it all the way into me. Fuck me with that big cock and make me come! I don’t care how much it hurts! I want to know I took every inch!”

Hal put his hand around his cock and shoved it down into her lap. It was so hard, so erect, it resisted him for a moment. Arisia had to grab it; she brought it down between her thighs. She wasn’t just ready, she was in need. His member moved effortlessly into her despite Hal’s caution, taking one inch, then two, then three.

“Keep going!” Arisia moaned. “All the way in! You promised, Hal! You promised! I want all of it!”

Hal breathed hard and hoarsely as he pushed into her sex. It was so tight, yet it seemed to know just how to hold his cock, massaging him and milking him like she was built to take his cum. She wasn’t some innocent girl at all. She was a born slut, and she enjoyed being that way as much as he did. When he bottomed out in her, his balls against her slit, they both groaned. It felt like they’d achieved something, even if it was only both of them wanting this so much.

“There, kid. Now you have all of it,” Hal panted. He hadn’t been able to resist fucking Arisia, but maybe he could stop himself from coming as fast as her hot little cunt demanded. “But you’re not fucked yet. I’ve just started fucking you. I may come fast because I’m not used to what a slut you are, but even that won’t stop me. You’re a whore, a disgrace to the Green Lantern Corps, and I’m gonna fuck you like you deserve. Oh Christ, Arisia, you feel amazing. I love you… I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long.”

“Yes, Hal, yes, fuck me until I can’t take it anymore, until neither of us can take it. Come whenever you want, I don’t mind! You’ve already made me cream so hard… ooooh, SIR! It feels incredible! I’m coming already! Yes, yes, yes…!”

Arisia didn’t take his cock so much as ride it, her nubile body responding with instinctive bliss to his energetic thrusts. She was young, she was virginal, she was ready. Her body wanted to fuck and come and breed—it flooded her inexperienced mind with sensations, ensuring she would never forget how good this felt. 

She felt the country quilt rubbing her ass with each stroke, his enraged prick rubbing her cunt even rawer. His hands clutched at her breasts until they were burning with his roughness. All that Hal did heightened Arisia’s passion. Every faint bruise surged with flame, every painful stretching of her cunt became impassioned heat inside her. Arisia gasped and panted all the way to Hal’s ecstatic orgasm, making herself come on his prick as it spurted into her. She thrilled to feel his seed inside her.

“Hhhhn, God! My God!” she cried. “Your cock! You have one hell of a cock! Nnnnaah! I feel it inside me—feel all the cum! Fuck! There’s so much! Coming so hard for me! Thank you for coming so hard!”

He fucked her. He made her come until she felt like the bed was spinning. He thrust into her while she shivered and shuddered in the latest of her climaxes. And he was coming too, of course. He had a lot of cum stored up and all of it came out, as if drunken up by Arisia’s receptive little cunt, his balls emptied by jet after jet of thick spunk.

“Oh shit, Arisia, I can’t stop—hafta come! Feels so fucking good, baby, your cunt was fucking made for my cum!” Hal groaned, still thrusting into Arisia, draining himself completely into her hungry pussy. 

He kept going until there was no doubt remaining that every drop of his cum had gone into Arisia, then he fell heavily over her, collapsing as if to make sure all that semen stayed inside Arisia’s once untouched pussy. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that it was his and his alone. That he had been the first to plunder it and it would only know him from now on.

“It was so good, Hal, better than I ever could’ve imagined!” Arisia gasped. 

“Yeah, it was the best I’ve ever had too. Don’t even know how I survived it feeling that good…” Hal pulled out of her, rolling onto his back. “I needed that, kid. More than you can ever know.”

Arisia looked down at her splayed, whitewashed sex and the little bulge Hal had made in her belly with all his cum. “I think I have an idea, sir.”