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Virgin Killer. Man Eater. Man Maker… 'Graduation Present'. She had a few nicknames around the block thanks to her 'tastes' but she simply preferred what she felt she provided. 'Confidence booster'.
"Yes. Yes. Just like that Sweetie. Keep going. Do what makes you feel good." She lied on her bed, her dark blue robe splayed out beneath her from when she opened it and offered herself to today's young man. She LOVED young men… especially virgins. Some of her friends… (Not the Superbabes of course) thought her tastes were a little odd. But why?"
Sure. Young men were inexperienced… but they were EAGER. They were rough and aggressive, desperate to impress. She thought that was cute. Wild and hopeful… A beautiful woman, a woman who looked like WONDER WOMAN, was offering herself to them. It made them hungry, it made them hard.
Her current lover buried his face between her big, soft breasts, she moaned her approval at his deep, amateur thrusts. "Haaa!!" she trembled erotically beneath him, giving him the satisfaction of making a beautiful woman orgasm… sure she had to do quite a bit of work. But it was worth it.
Her presence in the neighborhood was something of an open secret. She gave young men, especially virgins, a memorable first time. Period. Young men or older who wanted their cherries popped came to her to pop them. Virgins were free, every time after that? $1000 dollars. Cash. For one to two hours… there weren't a lot of takers, but she did have a few loving admirers from the boys who graciously accepted her 'confidence'. Certainly a few found out her REAL job as a Superbabe and certainly sometimes it was cheaper, but the rules were stricter… she was stricter.
The problem for the people who knew and disapproved was that she was too well-liked… and she was always ready with a convincing lie.
'Oh, I'm just tutoring them', 'Oh they're just helping me around the house', 'Making a few quick bucks working with me', 'We just talked, I'm sure he'll be fine from now on'…
There were one or two prudish women who KNEW and hated her… but even some mothers who weren't entirely sure about her could not argue that their sons were… confident, positive, even happy after 'talking' to her. A significant improvement in their lives was almost an unmentioned guarantee... Some of the boys who didn't get attached to her went on to have healthy relationships… You can't really argue with results.
She NEVER broke the law. Period, everyone had to be of age before she even considered LOOKING at them. And nobody was willing to try and pull the wool over her eyes.
"Ha! Miss… GRACE!" her lover hissed softly, panting as he pawed at her tits, falling onto her body and continuing to thrust wildly as she moaned.
"Yes. Yes. Sweetie! Right there!" she whispered affectionately in his ear as she groaned, feeling his cock throb inside her pussy as she wrapped her wonderful legs around him. "Do it! Just do it! Haaa!" she trembled with him as she felt his hot, gooey virgin load rush into her body. "Haa… haaa…" she panted, rubbing his head as he cooed between her tits. "…Wonderful." She purred as he rubbed his face against her body… "Feel better? It wasn't as scary as you thought was it?" she whispered sensually.
"I… I didn't think it was scary…" he replied as she giggled, fondling his moppy hair.
"Not as nerve wracking then?…" she replied as he lied on her body.
"…Can we do it again?" she checked the clock, he was running out of time for a 'first time freebie'.
"You got $1000 dollars on you?" she asked patiently as he shook his head between her soft breasts.
"No…"
"Then no sweetie, sorry… only the first time is free." He pulled slowly out of her, but she smiled. "…But I got enough time left for a little fun…" she curled her finger at him, "…Bring your dick to my lips, Sweetie." He straddled her face as she placed a hand on his ass, pulling him into her mouth as she lovingly sucked on his cock, gazing up at him with soft eyes as she whimpered, thrusting into her mouth as she noisily slurped.
"MMMN-Mmngh-hmmn…" she moaned, head bobbing up and down as he rested a hand on her silky black hair. "MMn-MMNghp?!" she gazed up at him, and smiled as he moaned, his cock twitching between her soft lips as a hot load splashed around in her mouth. "MMmmn…" she hummed softly, sucking out the rest as he fell onto the bed with a sigh.
She cupped her big breasts in her hands, lifting them as she let his load ooze out of her mouth and spill onto her breasts. Coating them like frosting as she smiled and lied back. "…You good sweetie?" she purred, covered in his load.
"Yeah…" she got to her feet, taking his hand and leading him to the bathroom, his gaze locked onto her big soft ass. "Where are we going?"
"Shower. You have to clean up." At this point however there would be no more sex, it was mostly just fanservice. She helped him washed and cleaned herself off, it was like she was a nanny again, before leading him back into her room before she gave him the BEST after sex kiss of his life. "Remember." She whispered, "Next time costs money…"
He'll either come back to her or move on… she was okay with both. He dressed, and she put on her robe before causally leading him to her apartment door and walking him out where, unfortunately, his father was waiting for him. Smoking a cigar in the hallway.
He was the kind of father who felt his son needed to be a 'man' you probably know the type. Fuck a woman… but he himself wasn't exactly much of a 'man' in her opinion really.
"Done?" he asked crudely as his son, previously quite happy was suddenly withdrawn… and she was furious. What was the fucking point of building his confidence if his father smashed it down? "Wait in the car I need to… talk to her."
…Oh fuck this guy… and I mean she WASN'T going to fuck him. Which is what he CLEARLY wanted.
His son gave her one last forlorn look and she gave him a sweet smile, as she gave all of her 'little men' once they were finished. And he walked away, heading to the elevator of her apartment building. "So… how about we step inside and-"
"Oh you're not getting into my apartment. Fuck off." she said immediately, glaring at him. "I did NOT spend two hours making him feel good so you can treat him like SHIT." She hissed jabbing the very confused man in the chest.
"I don't think a whore-" he began but she grabbed his throat and PINNED him to the wall, hitting a pressure point that Joy taught her, and using her self-defense training Ronnie-Bell taught her.
"I am NOT a whore. I am a confidence booster." She declared coldly. "The 'money' I take from returning boys is a deterrent…" she said coldly, "I give them confidence and send them out into the world where they'll hopefully find girls who WON'T-" she squeezed him painfully as he flinched. "Charge them an arm and a leg for a couple of hours of affection… it doesn't always work right away but it DOES." Which was… mostly true. Most of the young men she sees can't afford her regularly, and realizing that, sometimes they move on from her… AS WAS THE FUCKING POINT.
Hell. Honestly? Wonder Woman fucking virgins was more for HER than it was for THEM. A way to feed her kink a regular supply when Superbabes was currently 'out of stock'. Wonder Woman LOVED helping boys find their footing… giving them confidence… she also kinda liked being fucked and worshiped like a love goddess… win-win.
"Ack! Guck!"
"So… you call me a whore again, I will throw you down an elevator shaft? Do you understand me?"
"Fu-guck!"
"And you will APOLOGIZE to your son once you get in the car. Or you will REGRET ever hearing of me…" she said firmly before letting him go as he sneered at her once he caught her breath.
"And what's stopping me from telling everyone about you?" she raised an eyebrow at him. "Huh? Why don't YOU apologize to ME… by getting on your knees." He sneered as she glared at him, coolly.
"…You seem confused. You are not in control here." She said, viciously cold. "Do you have any idea how many men I've 'graduated'. She said, "How many happy families and relationships I've helped form?" His face fell, slowly, "How many are cops? How many are professional fighters? MMA? Wrestling? Boxing? Professional Soldiers?" she slammed her hands around his face on the wall behind him, leaning her beautiful and currently scary face close to his as he melted in some semblance of terror. "How many mobsters owe me favors for making their boys Men?!" she hissed confidently. "I have FRIENDS." She said with a soft hiss, "and FANS." She added warningly… "What do you have?" she asked, gently, kindly.
A calm, kind Wonder Woman was somehow even MORE fucking terrifying. So he was silent, and looked legitimately apologetic. "Apologize to your son. And I never want to see you again." she said coldly, moving away as he scampered off. The second he entered the elevator looking like he shit himself… she sighed in relief.
…She was always ready with a lie… she had no idea how much of that rant was true, personally. Although she imagined he would've pissed off a LOT of people if something happened to her that stopped her uh... 'habits'. Sure. Some of it was true, she has started families, and relationships… and there may have been a couple of mob sons she 'tutored' but she was honestly just a BIT too young in her opinion to have famous fighters and cops on her favor list…
But the jackass was gone, the attempted blackmail was a failure… and she didn't even have to call Orders to help her clean up any mess. Because Orders can clean up any mess. She walked to her couch, still in her robe, and sat her soft wonderful ass down on it with a contented sigh… she had such a GOOD fuck today… regardless of the asshole after that. Grace loved younger men.
And younger men LOVED Grace.
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