Don't Look Away update

The Penguin gave them little trouble. Steph mostly credited that to Cass, but she also thought Penguin was realistic enough not to want to deal with two teenage girl vigilantes for longer than necessary. Getting punked out by the Batman was one thing, but two girls who combined to weigh less than he did? He’d never live it down if anyone saw.

That got them the stash where Bolton was hiding the girls, which was where the police took over. And that brought their time in prep school to an end. The school was pretty much shut down, the students sent home while the authorities investigated everything that was going on.

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The shorts that Linda wore, once she wasn’t playing a nebbish schoolgirl anymore, fit very tight on her rounded ass. Her groin showed beautifully through the skintight material, nearly every detail exposed. Steph had always thought head-to-toe body armor was the best way to conceal your secret identity, but Linda managed it just by not wearing boyshorts. And the tubetop she wore… Steph just had to sneak up behind her in the stairwell and wrap her arms around her, cupping her breasts as she pressed herself against Linda’s lovely ass.

“Hey,” Steph whispered in her ear.

“Hey,” Linda replied, her breasts tingling with the most delicious feeling as Steph tweaked her hardened nipples.

“Guess this is it for your secret identity here. You’ll have to go somewhere else that doesn’t have a media scandal up its ass.”

“Yeah, pretty much.” Linda pried Steph’s hands away from her cleavage. “And your boss wouldn’t like me hanging around. Too much trouble.”

“Batman? He’s not my boss.”

“Right. And Superman never tells me what to do.”

Steph sighed. “I guess we’d be pretty stupid if we didn’t listen while a big Justice League person told us what’s what.”

“Yeah,” Linda agreed.

“Am I ever going to see you again?”

“Of course. Next time there’s a big monster, they’ll probably put us both on crowd control.” Linda smiled ruefully. “Well, anyway, you have Cass.”

“Uh-huh. She’s not like you, though.” Steph wiped a trickle of sweat from her forehead. “C’mon. There’s air conditioning at the top of the stairs.”

“If you say so,” Linda said. Of course, she wouldn’t notice. 

Steph started to climb the steps, but Linda just floated up between them. If she were still wearing her schoolgirl skirt, Steph would’ve lingered and let Linda get above her. 

At the top of the steps, Steph kicked off her shoes and socks, wiggling her toes in the flow of cool air. “Like heaven,” she said. “I know you have laser eyes and all, but if you’ve never gotten all sweaty while the AC is pouring down on you, you’re missing out.

“Oh yeah?” Linda asked with a wicked smile. “What happened?”

“Tim. You wouldn’t know it to look at him, but the guy is hung like a horse. Isn’t it always the quiet ones who are the horniest fuckers you’ll ever meet?”

“If you say so,” Linda giggled. 

“I do. He’s such a skinny little guy and yet he fucks like a stud. And I must really make him come, because he’s like a geyser going off in me.”

“So he’s your boyfriend and Cass is your girlfriend?”

Steph shrugged. “I guess. It’s Gotham. Everything’s fucked up anyway, so what’s the point of having some real relationship? Just try and feel good.” Steph laughed. “The first time Tim and I did it, we really wanted to be official about it, so he spent the night. Well, I was a lot less pent up than he was, so he kept me up all night. Every time I rolled over to go to sleep, he was sucking on my tits or putting his cock somewhere… if me and Cass didn’t outnumber him…”

“You’re really lucky,” Linda said. “Did he ever put it in your ass?”

“Linda!” Steph cried, mock scandalized.

“I may not get to see you again for a long time,” Linda reasoned. “I might as well get all the juicy gossip I can right now.”

“Well, if you must know, it was crazy. Jesus, what an insane feeling. I can see why some women go ga-ga for it. My guess is that if you like it, you really like it.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I can take it or leave it. I figure it’s good for making Tim my little sex slave. If he’s bad, he doesn’t get anything, but if he’s good, he gets my ass. That way, he’s in the palm of my hand. If there’s anything I know about boys, it’s that the way to get them is to get them by their cocks.”

“You’re telling me,” Linda laughed. “But you do have two, y’know, dates. Tim and Cass.”

“Yeah? So?”

“Have you ever tried one going one way, the other going the other way?”

“You mean like a sandwich?”

“Yup,” Linda nodded. “Or maybe one there…” Linda patted the inside of Steph’s thigh. “One here…” She slapped Steph’s ass. “And one here.” She ran her forefinger across Steph’s lips. “Since you technically have three dates at the moment.”

“Why don’t I just settle for one right now?” Steph asked, pulling Linda’s hand back down between her legs. “If all three of you ganged up on me, I’d probably end up carted off to Arkham.”

Linda rubbed Steph’s tingling groin. “I’d never let them cart you off, baby. Why don’t you slip off those clothes and I’ll ‘date’ you all by myself? After all, I should get used to what you look like without the school uniform.”

They both stripped naked in the cool air of the stairwell. Before Steph could grow cold, she was in Linda’s arms, crushed to her hot, smooth flesh, her lips on Linda’s lips, her cunt on Linda’s cunt. She felt her clit quiver, rubbing into the warm juices that Linda’s sex greeted her with.

Linda kissed Steph’s neck, but it couldn’t hold her interest. She had to go down and bite at Steph’s throbbing nipples. She kept going down Steph’s flat, downy belly, coming onto her knees to bury her face between the svelte thighs that surrounded Steph’s flaxen pubic hair. She licked up the trickles of flavor from along Steph’s slit, then worked her tongue inside of her, seeking the blazing warmth of Steph’s cunt.

“Fuck, yes, eat me, lick my cunt!” Steph babbled. “Shove your tongue all the way inside me, yes, just like that, yes, YES, my clit, shit, fuck my clit with your tongue! Oh, Linda, you know just how to do it—you’re so fucking good at eating my pussy. Ohhhh, yessss…”

Linda licked and sucked at Steph’s pussy like it was the best taste she’d ever discovered. Then she reached behind Steph, first digging her fingers into Steph’s pert buttocks, tickling her fingertips into the valley between them—finally working her forefinger inside of Steph’s anus.

Steph gasped, rolling her hips as she was fucked in an entirely new way. “Hnnnn! Linda! That feels incredible! Oh yeah, Linda, fuck my ass with your finger! Mmmmm, uh-huh, really fuck me with it, give me that finger up my ass, ahhhh!”

Linda thrust her finger in and out of Steph’s rectum until she felt on her tongue how Steph’s pussy was contracting, rhythmically shuddering with her closeness to orgasm. Linda pulled out her finger, leaving Steph gasping in surprise. She stood up and kissed Steph’s parted lips.

“I want to have fun too,” Linda announced. “Let’s sixty-nine. The only thing better than eating your pussy is feeling you eat mine.”

“Hell yes!” Steph sighed. “Let’s do it. Let’s do it before my pussy fucking melts!”

Linda laid down on her back, her Kryptonian body immune to the coldness of the floor tiles, and Steph climbed over her, straddling her so she could bend down and lick Linda’s cunt as Linda devoured hers. They moaned together as if they were both feeling the same pleasure—licking, sucking, kissing with all-encompassing passion. 

The sounds of their smacking lips and groaning enjoyment echoed through the stairwell. The smell of their aroused pussies filled the air. They dove their tongues in as far as possible, tasting every lustful fold of one another’s cunts. They tangled tongues with each other’s stiffening clits. They writhed together with the ecstasy they were both giving and getting.

Wanting to return the favor from earlier, Steph rolled the pads of her fingers across Linda’s pink, puckered anus, toying with it before she drilled her middle finger into Linda’s ass. Linda squirmed, suddenly bursting to do the same, and she slapped Steph’s ass before popping her thumb inside her asshole. 

They heaved against each other, moaning and sucking and swallowing, Linda fucking Steph in the ass and Steph fucking Linda in the ass, all while gulping down all the cream they could lick up. Deep, pulsing sensations clawed through their bodies, born between the pressure in their cunts and assholes. Steph clamped her thighs around Linda’s head and Linda did the same to her. They squirmed, trying to get their naked, sweating flesh even closer together. The two were locked together in an embrace of sheer need, sucked together by the decadent satiation they got from the sex.

“I’m gonna come,” Linda gasped, her muffled voice deep between Steph’s legs. “I’m gonna come, Steph—can’t help it—have to—have to fucking come!”

“Oooo, do it, baby, do it!” Steph cried, barely able to speak with her face buried in Linda’s cunt, unwilling to stop tasting and smelling Linda’s sweetness for even a second.

It only took a few more seconds—after Linda said she was about to come, Steph felt pulled in by the mere possibility of Linda’s orgasm, sucked down to join her in ultimate pleasure. They writhed together harder than ever, pulling closer and closer together, sucking and tonguing and fingering until they jerked simultaneously. 

Steph felt an explosion in her cunt, so strong that she almost passed out, and Linda howled into her pussy, feeling the same. They rolled and thrust against each other as if trying to push the beautiful feelings into one another’s bodies, unable to stop until it was finally over, their faces drenched with honey.

Rolling off each other, they managed to face one another, and then burst out laughing. “You should see your face,” Linda said.

“Look at your own!” Steph countered. “You’d better wash up before you go back or you’ll spend the rest of your teens in the Fortress of Solitude.”

“I’d rather be in the Fortress of Solitude than the Batcave,” Linda teased. “If all those Batboys smell you like this, they might just run a train on you.”

Steph giggled. “Then maybe I won’t wash up.”