Fair Maidens

“Thanks for the help,” Peter said. What else could he say?

He’d been going about his business, doing a patrol, when a would-be Sinister Six had attacked him. It’d been more like a Sinister Three, with just Sandman, the Scorpion, and Kraven the Hunter. That’d still been enough to give him a real hard time, only some ladies had come by to even the odds.

Supergirl was Supergirl—everyone had heard of her, of course, but Peter had thought the talk of her hotness were a bit overblown. Not in person. She came up to eye level with him, though he was a bit on the short side personally, but it was still hard to maintain eye contact with her. Her costume was far too revealing for that. Her blue miniskirt was cut to mid-thigh, and its only real thickness was in the belt, while her top cut off just below her breasts, with a triangular point hemming up her cleavage to show one last half-inch of her body. He thought that all that kept him from seeing underboob was a stitch, one that very fortunately hadn’t torn. Or unfortunately.

The other woman Peter was unfamiliar with, though she’d introduced herself as Sailor Moon, and later, “just call her Usagi,” Kara had said. He’d heard the name somewhere, and thought she was one of those superheroes from over in Japan. They got all kinds in New York, that was for sure. Funny how folks like the Black Panther and Silver Sable, from Africa and Europe, showed up way more often. He wondered which was further away, Japan or the other side of Eurasia?

Well, he tried to wonder. It was a way of distracting himself from the girl. She was the same age as Supergirl, and himself for that matter—which wasn’t helping with the distracting—and she wore what looked like some Asian take on a Catholic schoolgirl outfit, with elbow-length white gloves, knee-high red boots, and a skirt that made Supergirl’s look modest. One lone stride and he could see the stark white adorning the lowest curves of her asscheeks. And while she was short, only coming up to his chest, that somehow didn’t seem to decrease the length of her long, limber legs. They just seemed to dominate her visage, with the almost totally exposed thighs that composed so much of her bare skin demanding the eye. Hell, the hem of her skirt barely even covered her taint—it was just about level with the bottom of her panties.

Her hair was pretty wild too, but beyond the fact that it was blonde and in two Ring Cycle length pigtails, he wasn’t exactly paying attention to it. 

“It was our pleasure,” Supergirl—Kara—said. “Now it’s time to celebrate.”

She leaned in close to Usagi, almost too fast, and Usagi cringed adorably just as Kara paused, with a girlish giggle, and then slowly they leaned in together, twisting their faces with easy experience so their noses would just brush together while their lips would meet. It was a long, slow, satisfying kiss, their lips parting in sinuous opposition to each other, allowing Peter just a peek of the soft tongues playing between their mouths. It was all so gentle and delicate, with fraught passion, that Peter was frozen for a moment, just watching the suddenness of their embrace.

Then he realized he was kinda perving on the schoolgirl brigade. “Well, I…” They were ignoring him, focused on each other, their legs interspersed, their skirts brushing against one another in the wind. “Better get going,” he finished, all in a rush.

Kara pulled away from Usagi, her lips seeming redder and fuller than they had a second ago. “What’s your hurry?” she asked, licking them. “You can celebrate with us.”

Usagi squatted down, her ass thrusting out, her skirt riding up the slope of her vibrant curves, showing the little white mound nestled between her surprising voluptuous asscheeks. Her head was now in front of Kara’s skirt, and she muttered something in Japanese as she raised it out of the way. Peter couldn’t see much with her head in the way, but he could see Kara’s hips were bare, not a hint of any waistband holding her panties up. She wasn’t wearing any.

Usagi leaned forward, straining the white cotton of her blouse over her back, turning it translucent enough that Peter could see the red fabric of bra straps in back. For some reason, it surprised him that her bra and panties didn’t match, but he supposed that meant her and Kara’s decision to seduce him had been a spur of the moment thing, that they hadn’t put on anything sexy in hopes of entrancing him. The idea that they would impulsively draw him into a threesome was somehow far more arousing than the thought of them setting out to snare him.

Kara gasped loudly when Usagi plunged her eager, thrusting tongue deep into the recesses of her cunt, and her hands came down to Usagi’s head, one resting on her scalp, the other tugging on a long blonde pigtail. "Oh, that feels almost as good as a cock!" she whimpered, contracting her pussy violently to capture the probing pleasure inside her.

Usagi gave a small moan, her nose grinding wetly into Kara's finely shaven hairs. She reached behind herself, speaking in more of her gentle, precise Japanese as she hiked up her skirt all the way to her waist, showing her fine ass in full. No cellulite, just pert curvature from the deft separation that was all but outlined by her panties, all the way to the flare of her hips. Then, her voice raising to a curt exhortation, she hooked her fingers in her panties and jerked them down to her thighs. Her panties had been thin and tight, easily mistakable for spray paint at the fullest part of her buttocks, but they had still concealed the white gold of her clear, flawless skin, the last perfect inch of the valley bisecting her cheeks, and the winking pink between her legs, just barely visible by a wet glimmer.

Peter could not possibly resist, even if he was in public, on a rooftop, and dressed in a costume that could only be appealing on a deeply fetishistic level. He dropped trou. Usagi’s silent patience soon turned into a bellowing rasp of release as Peter positioned himself behind her and nuzzled his cockhead between the slippery folds of her entrance.

"Oh God, that's good!" she murmured loudly, her deeply accented English surprisingly good nonetheless. "So fucking good!"

Peter joined the two girls with his own groans as the delicious, tight cunt Usagi had offered him wrapped around his plunging cock like a sucking mouth. His thick shaft pressed against the ring of muscle with throbbing convulsions, inching farther into the dark, sweet hole. Soon his balls jammed against her slit. He withdrew slightly, wincing with pleasure as the rich pressure gripped his dick.

Two chicks at once! He thought, trying hard not to consider terms even more politically incorrect. Two hot fucking babes to fuck all night! I don't believe it!

Kara could see the look on Peter’s face and virtually read his mind by the look in his eyes, but she was still only vaguely aware of his growing lust. Her pussy was filled deliciously with Usagi's tongue, her labia totally encircled by burning, pursed lips. She began pumping her body up and down to meet the inward thrusts, already feeling the first pangs of release vibrate in her pussy.

"Eat me!" she grunted. "Get my pussy nice and clean for Peter to fuck!"

Usagi flicked her tongue in and out of Kara's pussy with demanding movements. The pressure of Peter's fucking caused her head to be buried fully in the glistening, throbbing kiss between Kara’s legs.

Subtly flying, Kara wrapped her legs around Usagi's body, locking her ankles together at the base of the girl's spine. A new, wonderfully hot sensation swept into her body as Peter grabbed her boot and kissed the toe in sheer gratitude for including him in this.

"Oh God!" she wailed, her climax so close she could taste it. "Oh God, lick me out faster! Fas-Fas... Unnnhhh, AAAGGGHHH... FASTER!"

The thundering orgasm hit her like a sledgehammer, slamming her over and over again until she was reduced to nothingness. The swelling feeling increased at lightning speed, squeezing into her pussy with violent, savage throbs.

"OH MY GOD, EAT!" she screamed again as another jolt of climax pounded upward, turning her eyes bright red as her heatvision almost flared, one more way the intense feeling was trying to escape her too-small body.

Pangs of release came faster and faster, blending together in a total, unending blur of ecstasy. She slapped her body upward, trying to drive Usagi's entire head into her cunt.

Usagi felt Kara's pleasure explode inside her lungs, filtering downward, clutching her pussy like a giant hand. The intense pressure of Peter's dick caused her to freeze momentarily, her face contorted in tortured anguish.

Then it hit her. Like a stick of dynamite exploding in slow motion, her throbbing cunt constricted violently around Peter's pumping, gorging cock. The pleasure was so intense, so huge, it became unbearable, almost painful.

"AAAARRRGGHHH!" she growled like a wounded animal, her voice quivering. "I... I CAN'T STAND IT!"

Peter gave her a startled look as she slumped to her side, rolling away from Kara's pussy. His a prick slapped upward, thumping his stomach with a loud noise. It left a damp spot on his costume borne of Usagi’s copious wetness. Ah man, I just had this thing dry-cleaned, he thought, as a baseline for just how neurotic he could be no matter what the situation, a baseline that would stand for years to come.

"Why'd you move!" he grunted, more pressingly, feeling his balls rumble painfully with a giant load of highly pressurized cum.

Usagi was so engrossed in her own release, she wasn't aware of anything, or anybody. Nothing existed except the hot, plunging jabs of pleasure that ripped into her guts. Her mouth was open in a silent scream, her eyes tightly closed.

Kara gave her a quick look, then glanced at Peter's bobbing cock. She grabbed his arm and pulled him on top of her body, jutting her hips upward.

"Fuck me!" she begged. "Oh Rao, fuck me!"

Peter rammed his hard, thick cock between her lower lips with one, savage motion. As his cockhead slipped wetly into her hungry folds, he held his breath and tensed every muscle in his body to keep from climaxing immediately.

Kara felt herself be expanded as his stiff, thick shaft throttled into her cunt like a cork into a bottleneck. She gave a raspy, tortured gasp, then sucked in several short gulps of air. Although her climax had lessened, the brutal strength of Peter's cum-filled cock sent her into new, savage throes of ecstasy.

Peter looked at Kara's full, upturned tits and then glanced at Usagi's exposed, raw cunt. His mouth ached to have them both. He quickly sank his teeth onto Kara's breasts, and then grabbed Usagi, pulling her against the side of his face. Her wet, throbbing cunt pressed against his ear like a seashell holding the sound of the ocean, and he thought he could hear her still clenching as she came down from his cock. He tilted his head slightly, darting his tongue into the narrow, hot opening.

"Oh baby!" he moaned softly, his voice muffled, lost in the dark tunnel of Usagi's passage. "Oh... Oh... Oh... FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Savage, blistering stabs of release burned into his loins as the first, squirting wad of sperm bounded upward through his shaft.

"Take it!" he whispered. "FUCKING SWEET JESUS, TAKE IT!"

He humped against Kara's cunt with such driving force that she thought her backbone would break. His first glob of cum thundered into her. Kara felt her cunt expand as another, thick jerk of sperm followed the first. Then came a third, then a fourth. Soon she lost count as the jerks became quicker, more savage.

"Pump me full!" She winced, feeling the warm sensations of jism chum in her pussy. "Give me all of it!"

As the pools of thick cream collected in Kara's cunt, it began to squirt backward along the length of his shaft and dribbling out of her cunt.

Their bodies smacked together like clapping hands as their desires increased with each emptying, shooting jerk of his dick. Peter gave a final, hard lunge, fusing his balls against the opening of her pussy.

"Ooohhhh!" he moaned, now chewing on Usagi's clit. "Ohhhhhh, so fucking gooooooddd!"

Although he had stopped all movement, Kara continued to pump and grind her hips, gobbling his spent cock with her hungry, climaxing pussy.

"Don't stop!" she begged, feeling her cunt flame with new, more wonderful spasms of orgasm. "Fuck me! Oh God, FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK OF YOURS!"

Somehow, Peter managed to gather new strength, and began plowing savagely into Kara's pussy. It seemed the harder and more violent he thrust his dick into her tight, sucking hole, the more she writhed with raw, spasming release.

Finally, he had to stop. His entire body was glistening with sweat, his muscles aching. His lungs were about to burst. He lay on her with his full weight, his head resting against Usagi's exposed thigh and a tangled swath of her lowered panties.

Kara gave a final, loud grunt, then relaxed. The rippling spasms of orgasm contacted the walls of her cunt, then throbbed delicately around Peter's shrinking cockhead.

“Oh my Rao,” she said. “I think we’re gonna need to get together again. That celebration definitely calls out to be celebrated!”