Everybody Wants Zinda update

“Show Roy your pussy,” Dinah said, letting her voice drop low, filled with urges to let Helena know she wanted to see it too. “Let him see what a sweet cunt you have.”

“Jesus,” Roy muttered in a hoarse whisper, gazing at Helena as she undid her belt, then unlatched the strands of her costume that ran around the cut-out over her belly. 

It left her bottoms nothing more than a pair of hot pants, which she eagerly pulled down for Roy to stare at her pussy inside her tight thong panties—the only thing that could make her costume even more immodest. His cock lurched in Dinah’s hand and she wiped away a bead of precum with her thumb.

“Looks like he’s ready for it to be your turn,” Dinah observed, taking her hand from Roy’s cock and sucking the taste from her thumb.

Helena dropped to her knees, putting her fingers around Roy’s cock and stroking it as Dinah had done. She gurgled softly with delight, her bare thighs rubbing together, as did the boots which came up over her knees, making her long legs look sensual to the point of fetish.

Dinah watched, blue eyes flashing excitedly, her own pussy twitching as if she were feeling exactly what Helena was feeling, only magnified, naughtier, because it was her friend fucking her boyfriend instead of herself. No wonder Barbara got off on watching. It was like guilt-free fucking. All the dirtiness of good sex, with someone else actually violating the taboo.

“Are you going to take your panties off?” Dinah asked in a thick voice. “Or are you going to have Roy come all over them?”

“Are you sure about this, Dinah?” Helena managed to pull herself away from the sight of Roy’s burgeoning erection at least long enough to look Dinah in the eye, taking in the hot glow as Dinah watched them. “You don’t care if I fuck him?”

“Of course I care,” Dinah smiled. “I care that Roy makes you come your brains out and I care that you give him the nice hard fuck he deserves. Why should anyone else have that fun when my two best friends can do it with each other? While I watch? You like being watched, don’t you Hel? You’ve certainly left your communicator on enough times while you get plowed in the bathroom of some bar…”

“That was one time…” Helena argued, though she couldn’t muster up much of a defense, not distracted as she was. Roy’s member was throbbing hard enough to shake her hand. She got to her feet, lowered her panties and stepped out of them. Then she pushed Roy down to sit beside Dinah’s bedridden form, straddling his lap. “You have to help, Dinah. I’m not doing all the work, fucking your boyfriend.”

Dinah giggled. “You couldn’t take him on your own,” she said, running her hand up Roy’s muscular thigh to take hold of his prick. Her other hand dug into the succulent curvature of Helena’s ass. Both of them waited, breathing pitched with heated need, as Dinah urged them closer, fitting Roy’s cockhead to the narrow slit of Helena’s pussy.

With a sharp intake of breath of Helena and a gasp from Roy, his cock spread open her tight labia. Helena’s eyes bulged, burning with desire, her mouth gaping open as she processed the largeness of his erection. Dinah leaned close, her own eyes blazing as she watched Roy’s engorged knob enter that delicious cunt of Helena’s. In that moment, they both looked so good she wanted to stop the sex to lick and suck at both of them. But she let it go on, her womanhood on fire as she watched Roy enter Helena’s wet, tender pussy with the same care and love that he used on Dinah. When half of her boyfriend’s cock was inside of Helena, the Italian couldn’t stand anymore. She kissed Roy, dropping her plush ass down right on top of Roy’s erection.

“Oh Jesus!” Helena squealed, mirroring Dinah’s own sentiments at having all of Roy hilted inside of her. “It’s good, it’s so good!”

That first jolt of pleasure from being impaled had only whetted Helena’s appetite. Now, desperate for more, she bounced up and down on Roy’s manhood. Dinah watched her fuck herself on Roy’s member breathlessly, reaching down under the covers of her bed to feel her own pussy. She couldn’t stop looking at how Helena’s pink slit stretched open to accept all of Roy’s broad cock, how his balls pumped, ready to be drained, and Helena’s tight little asshole winked, flexing with the fucking that technically didn’t touch it. 

Rubbing her own sex madly, Dinah reached out with her other hand, taking Roy’s balls in her palm and squeezing it. She could feel the needful rush of his semen inside, and the heat from Helena’s womanhood as her friend wrenched herself up and down on Roy’s cock. She was participating in their sex enough that it felt like she was getting fucked herself, and that brought her to a sexual ecstasy that she wasn’t sure she could take, but that she definitely couldn’t deny.

Dinah listened to the moist sounds of Helena’s cunt taking Roy’s prick, the woman using every inch of it to please herself, and the blonde’s own sex got even more tender, her masturbation more pleasurable. She listened closer, hearing Helena’s soft whimpers as she was penetrated so deeply, and Roy’s effortful grunts as he strove not to give in to the tightness of Helena’s pussy. He wasn’t just satisfying her, he was putting on a show for Dinah.

Roy ran his hands around Helena’s hips, taking her bouncing ass in his fingers and gripping it tightly, to Dinah’s ecstatic joy. “Yes, Roy, doesn’t she have a nice fat ass for you to fuck? Slap that hot ass! Spank it! She has to get used to it, baby. Once you’re done with her sweet little pussy, it’s time to fuck her in the ass! I know how much cum you pump out, Roy, and I want it filling every hole she’s got by the time we’re through!”

But Helena had her own ideas. She hilted Roy again, grinding her cunt to the base of his cock, making him groan as her loins crushed against his balls. His hands on her hips tightened, trying to hold her back. “Don’t come in me, Roy. I don’t want no baby. Come on my face. Come all over me!”

At those words, it all came together for Roy. Dinah masturbating next to him, Helena gyrating in his lap, their chorus of sexual enjoyment that surrounded him on all sides. His cock bloated, ready to come, screaming the tightness and the warmth and the readiness of Helena’s cunt straight into his brain. He would die if he didn’t come in it, use this perfect receptacle for the cum that was burning its way out of him.

Gripping Helena’s waist painfully, Roy twisted, depositing her on her back, right next to Dinah. He lifted himself up off her, gripped himself in a steady hand, and held his cock tightly as the cum thundered out of it, all of his erection jerking as it gushed his thick, creamy seed over Helena’s face. It splashed all over her cheeks and nose, onto her chin and forehead. Helena opened her mouth as wide as she could and Roy aimed himself as it, letting her taste the rest of his ejaculation. Her eyelids were closed under the torrent of cum they’d received, but as her mouth filled with the pungent sweetness of his cream, her eyes could be seen rolling in delight under their lids.

Dinah, licking her lips, almost able to taste Roy’s ejaculation from such a short distance, watched with a soft, wicked smile. She wrapped herself around Roy’s leg, feeling the muscle of his thigh clench as he spurted and spurted again.

When Roy stopped coming, Helena swallowed the cum he had filled her mouth with—some of it there hadn’t been room for, and it dripped down her chin. She ran her fingers over her face to clean it. “I suppose it’s tempting fate to ask you to give me a facial when you come so much. Next time, just stick it in my mouth.” She glanced at Dinah. “Meantime, I’ll try deep-throating a garden hose to prepare myself.”

“It’s even better when you can’t handle it,” Dinah retorted. “Fuck, imagine him coming that much in your pussy.”

“I don’t think that’ll happen in a while,” Roy moaned, resting himself tiredly on the foot of the bed so he was parallel to Dinah, just facing the other way. “Helena, this is why people usually have sex in beds. Soft landings when you fall over.”

“Not if you break them,” Helena teased. She got up, licking her lips. “No offense, Dinah, but—don’t get well soon.”

Roy and Dinah watch her go to the room’s sink to wash up, their eyes leashed to Helena’s shapely ass, both of them wanting to see Roy’s cock splitting it open.

It was then that an Amazon nurse came in. Helena spared her a glance, Dinah’s face bloomed in surprise before she decided that there was no point in covering herself, and Roy hid himself with his hands. The nurse was, as per usual, beautiful, and seeing no possible shame in anything that might be done in the healing room, had seen no reason to care for their privacy. She wheeled in what Dinah recognized as a portable version of the Purple Healing Ray, though to Roy and Helena, it looked something like an overhead projector from their school days once a mad scientist had gotten through with it.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Lance,” the nurse said. “This will heal your injuries.” She glanced at Roy and Helena. “It can also… revitalize you… if you’re feeling fatigued.”

Helena washed the last of Roy’s cum from her face with a splash. “I could go for that.”

Roy looked from Dinah to Helena, both of whom looked eager to be in peak ‘fighting’ condition. “I suppose I’ll need all the help I can get.”

The nurse grinned. “Wonderful. And… do you mind being watched?”

Dinah shook her head. “Not at all. Right, Helena?”

“The more, the merrier,” Helena put in.

Roy kept his mouth shut, but mused to himself that he’d underestimated Barbara. Not only had she put together a team of total babes, but she’d managed to ensure they were all outright exhibitionists too. Only in the superhero community, he supposed. It wasn’t like Fire was going to turn out to be a nun with what she was wearing.

“Wait,” Dinah said, holding up a hand to stop the nurse in her tracks. “I have an IUD. You know what that is?”

The nurse nodded. “We study many of Man’s World medicines.”

“Do you think the ray could… deactivate it?” Dinah smiled and aimed it at Roy. “I don’t need it anymore.”

“Certainly,” the nurse said, and made some adjustments to the laser’s control board. 

The next thing Roy knew, a purple light was washing over him. It had to rank as one of the strangest experiences in his life. Not unpleasant, but he could feel himself becoming less tired, having more energy, actually getting stronger, as though he were somehow conscious while he went through a good night’s sleep—and on fast-forward too.

As well, his erection sprang back to life, fully hard, completely defying his ability to hide it. He supposed that with three beautiful women in the room, all three of them at least intending to watch him have sex if not join in, it would take a monk not to react. Once the flesh was able, it was really able.

“Better than a day at the spa,” Dinah commented, cracking the kinks from her neck with resounding efficiency. She looked as lustful as Roy felt, and from the glint in her eyes, a dozen broken bones wouldn’t have kept her from having her way with him. And she didn’t have so much as a hangnail holding her back. “No IUD, Roy. You’ve got your target. Time to shoot your shot.”

“I assume you don’t want to get pregnant?” the nurse asked, and both Roy and Helena had to puzzle that out to realize she was talking to Helena.

“Hell no,” Helena said. “Have you seen my costume? Stretch marks are my Kryptonite.”

“I could set the ray to, ah, deaden your reproductive organs for a few weeks,” the nurse suggested.

Helena stood well clear of Roy and Dinah. “Let me have it. I wanna try knocking Dinah up too.”

Roy wouldn’t put it past her.

***

Barbara Gordon sipped her tea and once more strongly considered moving her base of operations to Paradise Island. Sure, it was good to be close to the action in Gotham, but she could hack from anywhere. Why not a tropical paradise where the sun was perfect, the water was clear, and the women were… well… Dinah and Helena times several hundred? Not that they were better than Black Canary and Huntress, no one was better than her besties, but good as quality was, there was something to be said for quantity. After all, hadn’t she added Helena and Zinda to the team in the first place?

She sipped her tea again; it was so damn good. If only Paradise Island wasn’t always getting attacked by Parademons and such. Earthquakes and plagues she could handle, that was Gotham for you, but something about aliens and demons just seemed so… tacky, she guessed. Inauthentic. And, for better or worse, the wi-fi on Paradise Island left something to be desired. What use gaining the world, Barbara misquoted to herself, if a man loses his internet connection?

She did like their own take on computing, though. The touchscreen interfaces were so intuitive that she’d figured them out in minutes, despite having nothing as prosaic as a keyboard or mouse; she felt sure even a caveman could figure out how to access Themyscira’s network. Then, suddenly, Barbara noticed a new icon flashing on the crystalline nexus that served as a user interface. She’d never spotted that one before. She tapped it, wondering what it did.

“Holy shit,” she gasped, her monitor now showing her Roy and the Birds of Prey going at it like dogs in heat. Dinah was on top of him, squirming that perfect pussy of hers on his face while seeming to enjoy sucking his cock just as much.

Roy had his middle finger shoved inside of Dinah’s asshole, penetrating her as fervently as his cock could. He slid in and out of her, making her so horny she practically gagged herself on his prick.

Helena was on the other side of the bed, kissing Dinah’s ass and watching Roy’s finger as it fucked the blonde’s anus and from the beatific expression on her face, Barbara just knew that Roy was fingering her sex as vigorously as he reamed Dinah’s asshole. In fact, from the look on Helena’s face, it wasn’t just her pussy he had his finger in.

Responding to some deep-seated puritanism, Barbara tore herself away from the display to look around, seeing if anyone else on the beach had noticed what she was looking at. In a way, they had. Several of the Amazons were watching the actions, either on small tablets they carried or on larger screens for communal viewing. More than that, many of them were ‘enjoying themselves’ quite thoroughly, or enjoying each other. Barbara could hardly blame them. It seemed a perfect celebration to mark their victory.

Of course, they hadn’t entirely won yet. Zinda needed her ‘treatment’ with the Trinity. A part of Barbara hoped that Roy would finish before they arrived. Another part of her—between her legs—didn’t mind if this show ended up being far more Director’s Cut than Edited for TV.

Barbara compromised, reaching into her pants to enjoy the show while still hoping Dinah and Helena would finish him off quickly. She’d rooted for the two of them on a lot of missions, but this had to be the most fun.

***

Dinah hugged Helena and Ray against her as she fell to the bed, spreading her legs to let Helena’s small hand rub her tenderly from her the bottom of her slit to her sensitive clit, while Roy leaned down to lick and suck her left breast. It wasn’t long before Helena joined him, drawing Dinah’s right nipple into her wet lips. 

They eyed each other like they were sharing a private joke as they sucked at Dinah, Helena feeling her pussy, Roy reaching over to massage Helena’s—all Dinah could do was grip her pillow and try not to whimper too much as their greedy mouths and demanding hands wrung her slender body of all the desire and pleasure it could produce. She twisted and writhed, gasping with their kisses and mewling at their touches. 

“Gawd, you’re going to drive me out of my damn mind!” she keened. “But don’t stop! I love it! I fucking love it!”

She reeled with what her two lovers were doing to her, her hips jerking spastically, with no thought at all, only bringing her naked cunt up to Helena’s touch. Roy left her breast, briefly kissing her lips, then licking his way down her quivering belly until his tongue tickled her clit, perfectly suspending her on a plateau of ecstasy between Helena’s fingers and his kiss. Dinah’s mind reeled with how good it felt.

“Baby, baby!” Dinah wailed. “Eat me, Roy! Eat my pussy! Please, baby…”

But Roy wasn’t the only one who liked how she tasted. Helena slipped between Dinah’s open thighs, forcing Roy aside to bring her mouth to the slippery tightness of Dinah’s cunt. Her tongue eagerly flicked around Dinah’s clit, following the trails of saliva that Roy had left, and Dinah heaved with panting excitement. Roy almost headbutted Helena with a kiss, then they parted, Roy catching Dinah’s clit in his lips while Helena dropped down to shoot her tongue inside of Dinah’s dripping pussy.

“Jesus!” Dinah cried. “You two are going to fucking kill me!” 

Roy’s cheek brushed against Helena as they shared Dinah’s delicious cunt, both of them snaking their tongues inside her, letting them meet and draw one another into a kiss, sharing both their own tastes and that of Dinah’s sweet pussy. But that didn’t elicit the wonderfully passionate sounds that they both loved to hear Dinah make, and they quickly went back between her legs, to renew their taste of her inner folds.

Dinah had never felt anything like it: a tongue fucking into her pussy while another tantalized her clit. “Fuck, eat me!” she moaned excitedly. “Eat my fucking pussy! Hnn, you two are going to… to… Helena, you bitch, fuck me with that goddamn tongue! Roy, bite my clit! Make me come!”

They were as excited as she was, delighting in every taste they got of her as they sucked and licked and kissed her. Dinah gripped her own nipples, twisting and pulling them to try to take the edge off of the intensity growing in her sex, but it was impossible. Her hips jerked around, as if dancing to the sound of their wet and greedy licking. Dinah’s toes curled as she felt herself heating, swelling with an orgasm that felt like it would blow her apart.

“I’m going to come!” Dinah yelled, reaching down to grip both their heads, hold them tight to her pussy. “Ohhh, you two little bitches are going to make me lose it!”

Helena’s tongue thrust rapidly into her cunt, as if devouring all it could, while Roy’s teeth sank into her clit, his tongue flickering over the portion he captured inside his hot lips. Dinah could only take so much of that. She went stiff, screaming at the top of her lungs with an ecstasy so hot it burned her. Her hips climbed high up off the mattress, burying Helena’s tongue inside her clenching pussy. Both she and Roy practically held Dinah down, feeding on her liquid orgasm as she came, Dinah crying out so loud that it cracked the ceiling. She told herself that the next time she had a threesome, she was buying a gag first.

Slowly, her naked body still quaking with potent enjoyment, Dinah settled back to the mattress. She lay with her eyes closed, trembling, sighing. Roy and Helena stared at her—him hard, her wet—but not wanting to overwhelm her by continuing the fuck. She looked like she’d just orgasmed enough for a lifetime. 

From the depths of her almost comatose satiation, Dinah spoke. “Don’t stop, motherfucker.” She forced her eyes open enough to glare at Roy. “You owe me your cum. You let Helena have all of it last time. Now it’s my turn. Fill me up, baby. Breed this pussy—it’s yours—you own it!”

In a bullish rush, Roy moved to claim what she offered. He mounted her, lifting her legs up and draping her feet over his shoulders. His erection pushed at her cunt—he only took a moment to rub the tip against her wet folds, making it as lubricated as she was. Then he pressed into her, spreading her, though Dinah was so open, so ready, so needful that she practically sucked him in.

“You’re mine,” Roy said huskily.

“All yours!” Dinah gaped.

His engorged cockhead lodged inside her for a moment, splitting her cuntlips to expose the infinite pink glossiness that waited inside her. Then she was impaled on him, his thick shaft stretching her opening deliciously. Dinah’s thighs shook, she tightened her ankles around his neck, and looked up at his face to see the expression of rapture he wore as he rode into her, her cunt, her body now his for the taking, his to breed.

“Take it, Dinah,” Roy told her, his commanding voice brooking no disobedience, making Dinah want to give into him even more than she already did. “Take it all. All my cock, my cum—everything.”

He drove himself slowly, but certainly into her sex until she’d taken him to the hilt with surprising ease, as if her body refused to put up even a token resistance to what she wanted with so much fervor. Dinah opened up to accommodate him as much as her small pussy could, her inner folds gripping him as supplely as a silk glove. It was like they were made for each other. Helena watched enviously. She desperately wanted the same treatment, but knew in her heart that nothing even she could offer could pry Roy away from Dinah in that moment. 

With a climactic grunt, Roy drove the last of himself inside of Dinah. She came as if in obedience to him, sighing deeply. She thought she was addicted to his cock now. She’d never be able to hold back her pleasure with him, not ever again.

In her rapture, her pussy squeezed his length and it took every ounce of Roy’s control to keep himself from shooting. Even if Dinah had come with that one perfect stroke of his dick, he wasn’t satisfied with that. Dinah deserved more than one orgasm. He thrust into her, again, again and again, making her come over and over again. She was primed and all her body needed was a stroke of his manhood to be complete. With each pump he made inside her, her cunt tightened, challenging him to maintain control.

Roy lasted impressively long, but if anyone was a match for him, it was Dinah. Finally, he grimaced and forced every last inch into her as he came. Dinah’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt his seed fill her, even better than his cock. It wasn’t like she came again so much as his cum launched her into one continuous orgasm, one that wouldn’t end until his molten cream finally cooled.

When Dinah finally became aware of something other than bliss, it was that she was in Roy’s arms and Helena was talking.

“Just so you know,” Helena said, “I took just as much of his cock as you did in this crazy threeway. That had better be enough for you to name the damn kid after me.”

“Middle name,” Dinah said. “Do anal and we’ll talk first.”

Helena grinned. “Where the fuck did that purple ray go?”