TSTA update

Io walked around the Batcave with aplomb, professionally noting its fortifications. To her, the cavern was reminiscent of the stygian spaces on Themyscira that bordered on Doom’s Doorway and beyond. Those tunnels were used for dark rituals, rites of seeing. Though she knew this place was mundane in comparison, it was hard not to view it with reverence. Its excavation was certainly worthy of awe.

“This is a real surprise,” she said. “From all I’ve heard of the Batman, he guards his secrets preciously.”

Bruce smiled at her. Io wore snug red shorts and a tank top that bulged with cleavage. She had wide shoulders, long legs, and a beautiful ass. He noted how her nipples indented the tight fabric of her tank top. “Diana has been convincing me to be more open. I try to see the Amazons through her eyes. As allies, not as outsiders.”

“She has that effect on people,” Io said.

Diana smiled as she did when her ears burn. “I should go wash up, I’m smelly as could be. I didn’t expect you until later, Io.”

“Can you blame me for rushing to meet you?”

Diana’s smile widened. “Bruce, why don’t you show Io your forge? I’ll be back shortly. And Io, there’s no need to be shy about how you’ve been looking at the bulge in his slacks. I told Bruce about us, and he knows that you know…”

Diana proceeded up the stairs to the Batcave’s elevator, the sight of her swaying ass bringing to bear an image in Io’s mind of her riding Bruce’s hard cock. Bruce added his persuasive manner to Diana’s invitation, and Io found herself being led down more flights of stairs to his foundry. Her sex began to twitch and burn just as it had the last time Diana had eaten her out.

Bruce showed her his foundry. It didn’t have the classical elegance Io saw in her own foundry, but there was a certain hellish charm to it. Bruce made his own Batarangs, as well as various other weaponry that could prove suspicious if traced back to him, and Io greatly enjoyed his technical explanation of how he worked them.

“Would you mind if I went a few rounds with it?” Io asked, eying the forge lovingly.

“Not at all,” Bruce said. “Just be so kind as to excuse me for a few minutes. I have to see to my other guest.”

“As if Diana isn’t living here,” Io replied.

Bruce ignored the jibe and Io got to work, stripping down to nothing but a thick leather apron that fit Bruce’s brawny body and would do for hers as well. She did her best work this way, able to feel the heat on her skin, gauge its effect on the metal by how it was doing with her own hearty skin. She banged out a few Batarangs, quickly getting the hang of it and seeing the efficiency of Bruce’s set-up. It made her feel better about him having her princess’s hand, knowing that he could not only recognize fine metal, but take good care of it.

And if he was good enough for Diana, of course he was good enough for her. A stiff cock was a stiff cock. And she was very curious about the tall, dark-haired man. His ram-rod straight body intrigued her, as did the twinkle in his blue eyes. She felt more than sweat dampening her body as her anticipation grew.

After a few minutes at work, she felt Bruce’s presence behind her. Io felt no immodesty at allowing him to see her naked buttocks or bare back where the apron didn’t cover her. He was entitled to see her. “Would you mind making me something?”

“Yes?” Io replied.

His callused hands settled on her shoulders. They rubbed and massaged, not dispelling the tension in her muscles so much as gloriously prolonging. “A spear.”

“Oh?”

He kissed the back of her neck. “It’d have to be long.”

“Yes.”

He kissed between her shoulder blades. “And hard.”

Bruce dropped to his knees behind her, licking up the backs of her thighs suddenly, coming as a shock after the chaste little kisses as before. Suddenly he was nipping at the alluring globes of her ass, kissing and licking her there until the twin hills shimmered wetly, quaking before his lustful eyes.

“I’m going to kiss your asshole,” he husked.

“Anything,” Io moaned. “Do anything you want…”

Caressing her ass, Bruce probed his fingers between her sweaty buttocks, spreading them wide apart, then burying his face into the crevice. Emitting a guttural groan, he licked frenziedly up and down the sensitive flesh hidden from view, until he’d found the crinkled skin surrounding her puckered anus. He held her open and glued his lips to it, the tip of his tongue probing the tiny orifice.

“Aah! Aaaaah!” Io sighed involuntarily, her heart thumping in her chest as she wagged her ass in his face. “Do it! Stick your tongue up my ass!”

Hearing her cry out for what he already yearned to give her was music to Bruce’s ears. He forced his tongue in through the elastic ring of her tiny anus, shot it all the way up into her rectum.

“Ahhh! Aaaahhhhh!” Io whined, throwing her head back in rapture.

Without the slightest hesitation, Bruce swirled his tongue around inside Io’s ass, jabbing it in and out of her gripping anus. He couldn’t get his fill of her asshole. He felt as if he could devour her whole, consume her from the feet up.

When he realized she was about to come, he spun her around, sat her on the very anvil she’d been working on, and ripped her apron out of the way of her sweet cunt. He dived into the succulent feast of it, slithering his tongue up through the shimmering pink of her juicy slit, dragging its tip over the nerve-rich protrusion of her clitoris.

“Ohhhhhh!” Io shrilled, shuddering with bliss as his bold tongue swabbed over her blood-engorged clit. “Eat me, darling! Suck my pussy as Diana would!”

Bruce formed his lips tightly to the parting of her sex, plunging his tongue deep inside. For a moment, he tongue-fucked her furiously. Then he moved up to her clit, hitting it with his flashing tongue.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Io chanted mindlessly, burying her fingers in Bruce’s unruly hair, rubbing her cunt jerkily at his mouth. “Bruce, yes, Bruce!”

Nothing would’ve pleased him more than to eat her for an hour or more, but Io was already bursting into a climax. When he caught her erect clit with his lips and sucked it almost angrily into his mouth, she bowed up and screamed. Her convulsing pussy splashed a wave of hot cream over his lips, like her orgasmic scream had been made liquid.

“Ooooooh! Coming, Bruce, Bruce, oh, gaahhhh! I’m coming! Oouuuuu… fuck!”

Bruce gulped down the first few gushes of her juice, swallowing it with relish. But her ecstatic groaning, the taste of her, the writhing of her body grabbed at his balls and made his semen boil. He would lose his erection if he dallied for a second. Deserting her cunt out of necessity, he dived atop her and lunged his cock deep into her silky tunnel, even as it fluttered with climax.

At least, he would’ve, had Diana not snagged him with her lasso, pinning his arms to his side.

“I told you about this nymph, Bruce,” Io heard Diana saying. “Did I lie?”

Bruce left Io’s sweat-soaked body sprawled over her anvil, like she was a piece of metal he’d been banging into shape, and walked over to Diana as she came down the stairs. His huge cock stuck straight out of his fly, bobbing ponderously with every step he took.

“Every word you said was true, Diana. You see how she came with just my mouth.”

“You should see what she does for my mouth,” Diana replied, and reached for his cock. Her eager fingers closed around it and began stroking the rigid length. She fell to her knees in front of him. Took her hands away. Her mouth opened.

Bruce smiled broadly and took a small step forward. His thrumming cockhead eased between Diana’s parted lips.

Io sat up on the anvil, staring wide-eyed as Diana managed, somehow, to take that monster deep in her mouth and way down her throat. She watched while Diana’s fingers nimbly unbuckled Bruce’s belt and tugged his slacks down his muscular legs. Her hands cradled his heavy balls, then slid around his ass to hug him tighter to her, slowly sucking his massive cock with little murmurs of pleasure.

“Come here, Io,” Diana called. “You owe him your mouth.”

Wincing with the abjectly flaring and departing pressure in her oversensitive cunt, Io got up and walked over to join them. “You want me to suck his cock?”

“I think he wants it,” Diana said knowingly.

“I know I do,” Io said, her voice breaking as she knelt before Bruce’s wildly erect prick. “I just hope I don’t drown when he comes.”

“There are worse ways to go,” Diana purred as she ran a hand over Io’s mussed hair. “Just make sure you don’t swallow it all. I want a taste too.”

Io ran her fingers lightly over Bruce’s cock. “I’ll save some,” she sighed, hypnotized by his massive erection. She caressed his balls, her mouth watering as she felt them contract. “Were you nervous? The first time you took him in your mouth?”

“Put his cock in your mouth,” Diana said firmly. She rubbed her hand through Bruce’s hair. “Relax, Bruce. You’re going to get a treat.”

“You’re the treat,” Bruce replied.

Io brought her quivering lips to his manhood, kissing the fat cockhead. She flicked out her tongue, swishing it across his tip.

“How does it taste?” Diana asked encouragingly.

“Great!” Io moaned as she flicked her tongue over his cock. “He’s so hard…”

She slithered her tongue down the length of his shaft and over his balls. By the time she returned to his cockhead, his prick was dripping with precum.

“In your mouth, Io,” Diana ordered.

“I will,” Io cooed as she wiggled her ass and smeared her saliva over his bloated head. “He’s just so big!”

Diana smiled, her pussy warming as she stroked Bruce’s muscular chest. “Suck him, Io. Swallow him.”

As Bruce groaned, Io opened her mouth wide and sucked on the engorged head of his prick. She swirled her tongue around it, lavishing every inch as she brought her mouth over his shaft, let him edge into her mouth. She moaned as his cockhead flattened her tongue and brushed against the roof of her mouth. She grabbed the base of his cock to hold it still as Bruce jerked his hips.

Bruce gritted his teeth, squirming in Diana’s grip, returning the kiss she gave him to calm him down with overwhelming passion.

“Ohhhh,” Diana gasped. “Suck him!” She writhed, her tits rubbing against Bruce even as she ogled Io. “Suck.”

Io trembled as she filled her mouth with Bruce’s cock. She sucked deep, feeling him throb against her lips, her tongue, her throat. Spasms rippled through her inexperienced body as she inched the head of his member toward the back of her throat.

“Fuck her face,” Diana virtually mewled as she chewed on Bruce’s ear.

Io was shaking with fear and lust. His cock filled her throat and she gagged. Lust kept her from yanking her mouth away. She wanted it all and as Bruce jerked forward, she relaxed her throat and took his cockhead into her gullet.

Bruce jerked, his chest heaving as he lunged his rigid manhood into Io’s greedy mouth. He gasped, his balls twitching as he fucked deep into Io’s wet, sucking throat.

Diana stroked the base of his prick and his cum-filled balls, watching Io swoon with her throat stretched, Bruce’s cock throbbing in her mouth. Io pushed forward, her face flushed red. Saliva drooled from her lips and Diana pulled her hand away, leaving every inch of his prick to Io’s mouth.

Bruce gave it to her. Grunting, he lunged forward, fucking her throat with his fat cock. His muscles bulged as he jabbed violently at Io’s sucking mouth.

Diana gulped, her eyes widening as she watched Io devour her lover’s prick. “Take it,” she moaned. “Make him cum.”

Io’s head was reeling. Her mouth and throat were stuffed with Bruce’s cock. Spasms racked her sex as she eased back her head, dragging her teeth along his twitching shaft, her tongue flashing over the throbbing meat. With only the cockhead in her mouth, she slammed forward, fucking her face with his prick.

“Make him come!” Diana moaned as she grinded against Bruce’s side. “Suck him off!” She rubbed her hands frantically over Bruce’s chest. “Come, Bruce! Cream her mouth!”

Bruce was in a frenzy, thrashing inside the coils of Diana’s lasso as he jerked his hips and fucked Io’s mouth. Her hot eager mouth churned the cum in his balls.

Io was out of her mind with lust. She jerked her head back and forth, feasting on Bruce’s prick as it fucked her throat. She sucked and used her tongue, feeling his cock swell between her lips. Her fingers massaged his swinging balls and she gurgled deep on his tip, knowing that any second his seed would be in her belly.

“He’s gonna cum!” Diana said as she watched Bruce jerk and twist against her. “Great Hera, he’s going to come! Suck him, Io! Suck him!”

With Bruce fucking his cock in and out of her mouth, Io gnawed on his shaft. She milked his balls and beat his stabbing prick with her tongue. She gulped, her pussy on fire as she felt the rumbling cum in his balls erupt.

Bruce roared as his balls burst, hot thick cum rumbling through his prick and spewing into Io’s mouth. The first spraying wad splattered the back of her throat and oozed down her gullet. His roar continued unabated as another thick squirting load gushed into her mouth.

Io gulped as thick wads of jizz flooded her mouth. Her cheeks bulged with his seed. Cum squirted over her tongue and into her throat. She sucked as he battered her mouth, her head spinning as more cum poured from his member.

“Ooooo!” Diana moaned as she stared at Io’s gulping throat. “Feed her, Bruce! Feed her!” Her throat contracted as if Bruce were coming in her own mouth. “Suck him dry, Io!”

Io fucked her mouth up and down his exploding prick, sucking all the while. Her eyes bulged as cum gushed from her mouth and nose. She gagged on it, pawing his balls for more, her lust keeping her from pulling her mouth away. It didn’t matter if she choked. She wanted every drop of his cum.

Diana swooned as Bruce thrashed in his restrains. She craned her neck for a better look, her eyes wide as she watched Bruce fuck Io’s mouth. “Don’t waste it!” she cried out.

Bruce kept fucking into Io’s sucking mouth. More cum spurted from his prick and gushed out over his balls. His ass humped, his prick stabbing at her mouth as his balls continued to churn out a thick gooey flood.

Io took his cock deep in her throat, his jizz-covered balls against her cum-stained chin as he spewed cum. She choked, his prick stuffed in her gullet, but that didn’t stop her from massaging his balls.

Bruce lunged hard, fucking himself into Io up to the balls. The last squirting bullet shot into her throat. With her mouth filled, her stomach filled, Io released his balls and rolled away, her mouth popping off his prick as she staggered to her feet.

“Don’t swallow it!” Diana gasped.

She threw herself at Io, plastering their mouths together, and sucked, drawing into her eager mouth a helping of Bruce’s warm, gooey cum. She moaned as she savored the exquisite taste. The two embraced, swapping the last of Bruce’s cum until there was nothing left. They twisted in each other’s arms, their bodies fused in passion and their mouths clamped together. They came, rutting together with cum spilling down their throats, inside and out.

“Suffering Sappho,” Io gasped as she squirmed out of Diana’s arms. “I thought I would drown!”

She sprawled out on the floor, her head still reeling from the experience.

“Like I said,” Diana replied, lying down beside her. “There are worse ways to go.”

As Io licked a trace of Bruce’s cum from the corner of her lip, she found herself agreeing with Diana completely.