Schlap! Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
Aaron couldn't remember the last he masturbated with his own hand. These days, he had other hands to do it for him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" The wet noises of hand and meat persisted. "I'm almost there!"
Groaning, one hand pumping his dick, Aaron shot his hot load all over Elizabeth's tits.
Elizabeth giggled up at him, her hands spreading the cum across her tits. Panting, she closed her eyes and fell into a relaxed lull. "Love you," Elizabeth muttered. Her cunt had already been spread wide from his dick in the past hour, so Aaron was already focused on the next woman—Talia al Ghul.
"I see you are finished with the apprentice."
Aaron smiled. "Her master instilled great technique in her."
The brunette smirked. "The master deserves to be rewarded then."
Wearing nothing but a transparent white silk robe, Talia turned around to slap her own booty. Her brown cheeks were a delight. A mouthwatering display. Then she turned back, slipping off the robe from the shoulders and groping her breasts.
"I am the Daughter of the Demon. I am Talia al Ghul. I deserve nothing but the best cock." Talia shivered as she pinched herself. "And I will have it."
Her arms went down her form, till she was holding the helm of the robe. She lifted it and exposed her wet cunt and the trails running down her leg.
A sharp inhale. That little show of hers did wonders for his balls and their increasing pressures. Aaron approached her, lodging his cock between her thighs.
"Fuck…"
"I deserve this, Chosen One." Talia kissed him, grabbing him close. "All of it…!"
Again, having female company was a normal part of Aaron's life, so getting the opportunity to jack off for a round was a nice change of pace. Today, there was Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Selina Kyle, Talia al Ghul, Lady Shiva, and Elizabeth Kane. So far, this whole morning had been a fuckfest.
Bending Talia al Ghul over and pounding her doggy-style was normal too.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Mmmph! So good! So godly!" Talia bit her bottom lip, her arms behind her as Aaron gripped them. Using them as support, his pelvis clapped her booty cheeks and destroyed her cunt.
Aaron went faster than he should have and barely lasted a minute inside Talia, too sensitive and too eager to hold off.
Aaron sighed and pulled himself out. While Talia collapsed to the floor and rolled over, Aaron jerked himself to completion. Talia, eyes lidded, smiled at the sight of the Chosen One and his throbbing fat cock.
"Do it…"
He did. He nutted all over Talia's stomach and sighed as he did so. Meanwhile, the brown woman in question was panting, staring down the pulsing erection with need. Cum dripped onto her stomach.
"As godly as ever, Beloved One," Talia praised. "There is no man that can replace you…!"
"I do my best, Beloved Talia."
He had never seen Talia smile so hard.
"Hey, do you have any water?" Selina came by, stretching her arms high in the air, her cunt dripping with his seed. It seemed she had recovered from when he had piledrived her for ten minutes straight.
Aaron summoned a nameless bottle of water and tossed it to Selina. The cat lady drank greedily from the bottle. He couldn't blame her or anyone else for being disoriented.
Look at Lady Shiva, for example. She was so cocky and arrogant at the start, making claims like, "With this line-up, I will empty your balls," only to fall flat on her face after he pounded her and fingered her back-ups. Her back-ups came in the form of Talia and Elizabeth, and though they had vastly improved, they were still under his mercy.
How many hours since then? Aaron was still as hard as steel. Who else was left?
'Ugh, my head hurts…I need to cum again,' he thought as he jerked himself off.
Then he saw it. A nice, thicc ass just laying there.
Poison Ivy was asleep. Harley lay beside her, talking to her girlfriend in her sleep.
"So yeah, that bozo thought he could—hey! What are you doing!?"
Harley's protests were ignored as he straddled her. Laying on her stomach, her phenomenal booty was for show and he thought it would be a big waste if she just talked to a sleeping woman, so he shoved his dick between her booty cheeks and started thrusting away madly. Hot dogging his dick between her ass cheeks. Harley moaned softly as his hands roamed over her curves.
He came not too long after, shooting his load onto her back. Harley pouted but didn't complain or beg otherwise. Spurt, spurt, spurt! The strings shot into her back, creating a nice mess.
Aaron, panting and still hard, stood up and asked, "Do you really not wanna fuck?"
Drip, drip, drip. She let the last bits of cum fall on her back before answering him. "Nah, I'm chilling. Sorry, Mr. Big Dick! My womb is fucking full."
Yeah, it was stuffed, but maybe—
"Aaron, you're fucking hopeless. Go find another bitch to fuck. I'm sure it'll be easy. Not all us ladies can go on for millions of hours. So go on. Shoo-shoo!"
Harley was awfully thoughtful about it. Aaron sighed and got off her. 'I guess she's not changing her mind.'
"She's right, I need more," Aaron said to himself. "Shiva? Oh right."
On the floor, arms and legs sprawled, Lady Shiva's cunt was absolutely obliterated. Her eyes rolled back and tongue lolled out, she was down for at least another hour or two.
The morning light was coming in. Cassandra was going to pick and drop Chloe.
He could go to the beach and scout some women maybe…
***
The biggest advantage of having the biggest cock on the beach was the female attention. They loved him. Craved him.
Every few steps, he was stopped by a stunning woman, each different from the woman that came before. This time, the brunette looked him up and down, her gaze lingering on certain parts of his body.
"Hey there, handsome. I couldn't help but notice how well you're packing. I'm Emy, care to join me for some extra fun on the beach?"
"Sorry," Aaron replied, "you're not my type."
Too ordinary, he thought.
He needed someone special. Someone unique. Someone who could really get his gears going. Eventually, after half an hour of walking and endless flirtation, he found a woman that fit that criteria.
'Oh?'
He spotted a woman sunbathing. He knew who this woman was — Aaron had her listed as a villain of interest here on the island.
The daughter of Bane, Vengeance, a six-foot-six hunk of a woman. Vengeance was sprawled across a towel with her toned arms crossed behind her head, wearing absolutely nothing and leaving her rock-hard abs and mango-crushing thighs on display. She wasn't broad like her brute of a father. She was rather womanly, except instead of softness there was muscle.
She soaked in the glorious sunlight, her chest rising and falling slowly. Occasionally she stroked a forearm across her brow, wiping away sweat, but other than that she was static — unwilling to move one inch from where she lay.
So he walked to her and hung his flaccid cock over her face.
"You have the biggest cock I have ever seen."
Aaron chuckled. All women no matter the size or muscles were the same. Although she was still on the floor, her eyes were glued to his staggering member.
"Thank you."
"Call me Ven," she said. "And must say, I have never seen a cock that made me feel small. Better shove that thing inside me someday. Gods know I need it."
No laughter, just flat words.
"Then you're in luck. I'm having a session soon. Want to join?"
Ven caught him off guard and gripped his cock to pull herself up. Her complexion was light brown and her wavy hair was set in a ponytail.
His head tilted up. She was also a head taller than him.
"Why not? It's not everyday I see a dick big enough to properly fuck me." A hand on her hip, she looked like a total badass. A muscled woman with delightful curves.
Yep, with that size, he was sure men struggled with her. Not Aaron though. He was ready to pound that tall bitch–
"Where do you think you're going?"
Aaron and Ven turned to see a woman walking like a runway model. The sway of her hips and the poise in her every movement left an indelible impression.
Aaron's cock twitched. He knew who this was.
"This one is mine." Ven smirked and leaned down to grab his ass.
The black woman stopped and put a hand on her hip. "Oh?"
Aaron smiled and grabbed Ven's ass, which was interesting since she was taller. "We're going to have a little fun. How about you?"
Mari Jiwe McCabe. Vixen. A founding member of the Justice League International, the Justice League of America, and the Justice Foundation. A model. A public superhero. Independent. Strong.
Vixen was a vision in every sense of the word. Her flawless, rich ebony skin radiated a natural, sun-kissed glow that accentuated her features. Her striking eyes were an enchanting shade of amber. Her cheekbones were sculpted to perfection.
A woman immediately entranced his swaying cock.
"I didn't think the guys were suddenly half horse," Vixen said. "But I'm here to observe on behalf of the League."
"Observe? Or experience?" Aaron asked.
Vixen licked her lips. "I suppose experience wasn't out of the mission details."
"My name is Aaron."
"Vixen or Mari. Whichever you prefer."
She took a step closer. Nude except for the fox-shaped talisman around her neck, Vixen was a rare example of a hero who divulged her identity. To think he would get to see the legendary tits of Vixen.
'A buff Latino woman and a superhero African chick? Count me in.'
Her finger flicked his tip. "Let's go before I change my mind."
Aaron nodded but out of the corner of his eye noticed someone was watching them. Lying on the floor, green-haired, and glancing away quickly. "I'd like to add one more to my roster."
Mary Kowalski—green-haired, with marks down her face, and long sexy body. While her appearance could only be described as odd, she was also known as the criminal Miracle Molly. A woman that was talked down by Batman to believe in Gotham City. A woman that nearly usurped the Scarecrow's device to turn the entire city into members of the Unsanity Collective; to wipe their memories clean of their trauma so they could more freely move on. In some ways, it would have changed Gotham for the better.
Maybe.
But Aaron was glad she didn't. Because Batman stopped her, he was able to meet so many people. Moreover, it seemed that after all that Miracle Molly had ended up here, returned as the civillian Mary Kowalski. In other words, a perfect fling for him.
Like with Ven, he tempted her with his ling, thick cock above her eyes.
"Wanna fuck?"
Mary glanced at balls, then his cock. "...sure."
***
Ven, a six foot four buff Latina mercenary. Vixen, a sexy black heroine. Mary, a green haired white chick in tattoos. All three of them were on a nude beach. All three of them were taken by him to a semi-secluded area of the beach.
All three of them stared at Aaron's flag pole of a cock. They eyed him, then each other, then the readed cock. He throbbed and let out a lick of pre-cum.
Standing, his erection was at angle. Pointed upwards but not wholly so. The sand beneath his feet, the sun, none of it mattered in wake of this beast.
Vixen's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. "Ooh, lala! Now THAT is a bull's cock!"
Mary's lips parted slightly, awe evident on her face. Ven, however, was the one who moved first. She took a step forward, her body closing the gap between them. Her hand reached out to grasp Aaron's throbbing cock, fingers connecting. Aaron was a little surprised given his immense girth.
"Fuck," Ven growled, her voice dripping with desire. "You sure you can handle this? Handle me?"
Aaron smirked as Ven pushed and pushed till she was right up against him. His own cock against his stomach, he replied, "I can handle anything you throw my way."
Without hesitation, he stepped back, guided his cock down, and pressed to Ven's wet pussy. The heat radiated between them as they locked eyes, both anticipating what was about to come.
Ven moaned softly and pushed back against him, urging him deeper into her depths. Slowly, inch by inch, Aaron entered her tightness, relishing in the sensation of being surrounded by her warmth.
"Looks like you can't handle me," Aaron said.
"N-no!"
"Say it! You can't handle me! For all that muscle, you're just a little whore for my cock!"
" I am not—mmmmph!"
Squelch! Just like that, he was completely sheathed in her. While standing and on his toes, it was a whole different experience indeed.
When he started moving, Ven bit her lip to keep herself from moaning. When he started thrusting, Ven panted.
Then came the hip grabbing. With the increased stability, Aaron could fuck harder, better, and deeper.
The buff woman broke.
"I am! I am! I am your little whore!"
As he fucked Ven while standing, Aaron could feel Vixen's breath on his neck. Mary watched off to the side, finding the scene too hot and intense.
Ven's moans grew louder, her body trembling with each thrust. Aaron could feel himself approaching the edge, his release building with an intensity that matched Ven's desire. He wanted to hold back, to prolong this moment of pure bliss, but it was too late.
With a primal growl, he erupted inside her. The sound of his orgasm echoed through the air as he emptied his balls into her depths. Ven's walls clenched around him, milking every last drop of pleasure before she too succumbed to the ecstasy that had consumed them both.
Ven pulled herself—pop! And collapsed onto the cold sand beneath them, catching her breaths and reveling in the afterglow. "A-amazing…" The six-foot-six woman…brought to her knees. Aaron's cock sat on her head, as she realized just how outclassed she really was.
Aaron remained nice and hard, waiting for his next woman. His cock sat on its throne for a good minute, waiting, till an eager smile spread across his face.
"My turn, baby." Vixen, kissing him on the neck, flipped him over to face him. The African supermodel was a hell of a beauty. His mighty cock to her side as she stroked it.
"Well, well," he said with a smirk. "I didn't think the Justice League was so loose with public indecency."
After all, they were fucking on the beach. Vixen smirked. "They won't mind. In fact, I don't think there's anyone in the world that would mind you and I being naked. It would be…an injustice, almost."
With Vixen, foreplay came first. His lighter complexion melted into her dark ebony skin. His erection wasn't going anywhere, so Vixen mounted onto it. Her legs locked his waist in place. His hands and fingers held her up by the ass cheeks.
Aaron laid her down on the sand, lips locked with her. He split from her and slapped his cock onto her stomach.
The beige colour of his cock versus Vixen's blackness was a wonderful contrast. Truly, something to behold. It was a pity he wouldn't see it when he was fucking her missionary.
At the entrance, Vixen understood just how much bigger he was than any other man she had in the past. Without even getting inside, simply testing her with his tip, Vixen knew she was in for a stretching.
"Oooh~! God! I love it! I love it!"
She loved being stretched, so no issue there. His cock eased itself inside her, nice and gradual, till he was totally inside. Parked inside her womb, Vixen experienced heaven. She saw stars and felt orgasms. All the beauties of this world.
"Mmmh! So good! So good!"
…and he hadn't moved yet.
Upon that realization, Vixen panted and stared at him with a crooked smile. Her eyelashes batted at him. "I-I've been waiting, haah, long enough. Destroy me with that big white cock. Do it!"
Ask and you shall receive.
Her tits bounced. Her walls trembled and her resolve broke. The Justice League? Her dignity? Fuck that! Vixen wanted big white cock and nothing more!
Aaron's thrusts grew harder and faster, his member pounding into Vixen's wet pussy. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the beach. Vixen let out a string of dirty moans, her nails digging into Aaron's back as she surrendered herself completely to the pleasure.
Aaron continued to pound into Vixen with an intensity that bordered on recklessness. Mary could only watch, her lips parted.
"Fuck," Aaron groaned through gritted teeth. "You like that, don't you? You like me fucking you like this?"
Vixen met his gaze with a look of primal lust. She grabbed his ass, pulled him in for a kiss, and broke away with wet lips. "Less talking, more pounding, white boy."
"You dirty little slut," Aaron whispered huskily into Vixen's ear before delivering a hard thrust into her pussy.
Ven's eyes widened at the surprise of it all, and arched her back even more. With the two of them, missionary went from basic to downright erotic. It was puzzling yet phenomenal.
Mary stood there watching them intently – torn between lust and lingering hesitation. She knew what she wanted but couldn't quite fully commit to it all.
Aaron, pausing for a moment to wipe the sweat on his forehead, gave her a wink.
'You're next, Mary.'
***
Hours passed. Fucking on the beach was never going to be long-term. They needed to change locations. That was when Lady Shiva swooped in and took them back to Elizabeth Lane's cabin. Aaron sat on the bed, waiting.
He was glad he had omniscience. He wouldn't have passed this scene for the world.
Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.
Aaron's eyes focused on what lay beyond the door. Lady Shiva, Vixen, Harley, Alexis, Selina, Talia, Mary, and Ven. The oiled women and their shiny complexions…
Selina and Vixen had the best walks, no doubt. Hips swaying wide. Eyes straight at him…
"Fuck…"
"Look at you go," said the seductive Poison Ivy in his ear. "You're ready to go. Ready to fuck. Primed to stretch those cunts."
Legs spread, arms behind his head, cock pointed to the heavens. He sat on the lap of the gorgeous redhead, Poison Ivy, who smirked at the throbbing sight of his big, fat cock.
The door opened and in came the eight shiny ladies lathered in oil.
Drip, drip, drip. Throb, throb, throb.
"Today is the day we milk your cock dry."
Lady Shiva led the initiative, the mission to empty his heavy balls, afollowed by two loud, argumentative women, Punchline and Harley Quinn.
"You really think you can handle Aaron, Punchie?" Harley asked with a mischievous grin.
Alexis scoffed. "Oh, Harley, you know I can. I've got the skills and the smarts."
Harley pushed herself against Alexis, boobs to boobs. Aaron smiled at the fact that Harley was a cup smaller.
"Harley, enough," said Ivy, gesturing towards the colossal erection between Aaron's legs. "You have much better things to tend to."
Harley grinned and turned forward. "Indeed I do!"
"I'm going first." The tall, beefy Ven everyone aside to reach Aaron first. Her humongous hands gripped his cock, fingers touching, and started pumping. "I've never met a cock that required both my hands. I like it."
Alexis slid next to Ven and said, "Like it? I love it!"
Harley flopped to the other side. "I love it more!"
All of them crawled onto the bed and pillowed him with their flesh. Like a compass, each woman took their own angle, squished together. North (Ven), east (Selina), south (Vixen), west (Mary), northeast (Harley), southeast (Alexis), southwest (Talia), and northwest (Lady Shiva).
"What a delicious cock!"
"I love it!"
"So big!"
"Like ice cream…"
With each passing moment, the women grew bolder and more confident in their oral assault. Their tongues danced alongside each other, teasing and tormenting him with every sensual flick and swirls.
And then, all at once, their tongues glided up his shaft. Pre-cum bubbled to the surface and dribbled down.
The booty directly in front of him was the ebony Vixen. The way the oil clung to her ass, Aaron could not help himself ans lean forward and grope the firm cheeks.
His cock strained as it reached its absolute limit in size.
So many tongues that he couldn't stop panting and grinning.
The pleasant swirl of sperm went higher and higher. He grew harder, more sensitive, as he came closer and closer to release.
He was SO close. He was right there—at the cusp of a wonderful orgasm.
But then it stopped. There was barely a warning, a spark of magic perhaps.
'Wait, magic?'
He opened his eyes and saw that the women were frozen. Time had seemingly stopped.
That was when he sensed a divine power behind the door. It opened, unveiling Death and a small, black-haired woman with tiny white wings behind her. Clothed, to his surprise, and walking with great authority.
If Death was accompanying her, then…
Sigh.
"What do you want? Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?" Aaron asked, irritated.
"So you are the Chosen One," said the black-haired girl. "I am Elaine Belloc. Nice to meet you."
She was not at all interested in his throbbing prick, so with another sigh, Aaron's member dropped and fell into its flaccid state. He lifted himself off of Ivy's lap and the bed. "You're the new god of heaven, right? I've heard of you. Again, what do you want?"
'Can't you see I was busy?'
"I need, no, the world needs your help, Chosen One," Elaine said. "Have you not sensed it? Your other half has died."
Aaron tilted his head. "Manhunter? No way, he's supposed to—" He cut himself off as it dawned on him. The mysterious creatures that were once Gotham villains. The sudden weakness in his powers. "Empty Hand attacked heaven."
"Yes, Empty Hand," Elaine confirmed. "The Sphere of Gods is in jeopardy, as is your existence."
The Sphere of Gods and the various realms that powered it, his powers, were in jeopardy. That put Aaron and everyone he loved in great danger.
"And we require your assistance," said Death. "Unless you wish for this world to perish, hm?"
He glanced back at ladies, who were frozen in place and worshipping the air. "No, definitely not. Although…could you wait? I need to fuck these whores?"
Elaine rolled her eyes. "Fine. Fine, just hurry it up. We'll be in the living room."
"Thank God," Aaron joked, before jumping back on the bed. This was an orgy he wouldn't miss for the world.