I don't own DC
"Uh… Orders?" Supergirl (II) stuck her head in the doorway that led from the lounge to the floor. Orders sighed. "There's a woman here to see you."
"Tell her to fuck off…" Orders replied abruptly as she rubbed her forehead. "DON'T… wait." she sighed dejectedly "…Send her in. She got up as the other girls in the room stared at her curiously. But she waved them down and put the phone on hold for all 'deliveries.' Any callers would receive the-
'Please hold, our lines are currently busy. Your order is VERY important to us.'
-In a convincing sexy voice on the answering machine done by their local SFM voice actress, 'Harley Quinn'. Orders however sighed as the beautiful woman walked in. Smiling at her behind dark sunglasses and dressed in a pantsuit that hugged her sexy body. She looked like a businesswoman/glamour model… with a dash of a lounge singer. Her black lips stretched into a smile as she opened her mouth to speak.
"Not my name." Orders interrupted her quickly, "Get it right or leave."
"Touchy touchy…" the beautiful woman smiled playfully with a velvety voice. She tossed her purple hair out of her beautiful face. "Alright Orders. Let's chat."
"My office." Orders said walking into the office as she followed, the new woman's high heels clicking noticeably as she winked at the curious girls, shutting the door behind her… which was odd because they didn't see her hands move.
"…What the feck is that about?" Silver Banshee asked, jerking her thumb at the door as Power Girl shrugged.
"…No idea. Never seen her before." She replied. "It's your turn…"
"Right right… feck…" she mumbled, checking her poker hand. Most of the girls pretty much wrote the woman off, there was a bit of shouting for a second, but again that was also written off. There was some laughing, but that was mostly Starfire getting felt up on the floor… probably something to do with Starfire herself encouraging it.
Supergirl walked in from the floor, slipping tips from her thigh onto the counter and staring briefly at the closed office door before turning to approach Silver Banshee and Power Girl. "She's still in there?"
"Yep." Silver Banshee grunted, slapping her hand down. "You taking a break?"
"I'd like the red to disappear from my pinched ass cheeks, so yes…" smiled Supergirl knowingly sitting down in Silver Banshee's poker table chair, before checking her discarded hand. A pair of aces.
"Oh hey you would've beaten me." Power Girl declared pleasantly, showing off her pair of 2's.
"Fecking mother- son-of-a-…" grumbled Silver Banshee making her way to the doorway just as the office door suddenly popped open.
"That's all? Seems cheap. I thought you said it hurts you?…" the beautiful unknown woman added dismissively, her shapely body strutting around the counter, grabbing onto a support beam and spinning on it like a stripper pole, it almost looked like she was floating.
"It does hurt me." Orders replied, "You going to do it or not?"
"Sure. Seems like a more than fair trade."
Orders wrote down a number on a scrap of receipt paper, handing it to her. "Here. Call me when you're done, and I'll tell you."
"Alright…" she said, holding the paper between her fingers like a cheap cigarette. "You better hold up your end…" she added, "Or I'll be BACK." She added menacingly.
"Hmmn." Orders replied dismissively, sitting at her counter and sighing at the phone. The purple-haired woman left as Supergirl watched her leave.
"Who was that?" she asked as Orders shook her head as her eyes flickered.
"I'll tell you later if everything goes right." She replied as if she didn't already know the results, turning the phone off hold and picking it up.
Time: 9:40 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
CLICK
"Sorry for the wait. Superbabes. We deliver.
"I'd like the… Supergirl Sandwich please."
"One club sandwich. Anything else?"
"MMn… *sigh*… might as well, delivered by Supergirl please."
"We expect her back around 60 minutes or the police will be informed. You will be charged upon completion of delivery."
Meanwhile
"Supergirl…" Orders noted, writing on the rest of the receipt paper before holding it out. "You have one." Supergirl got up from the table and walked towards the counter, taking the receipt from Orders. "Instructions on the back."
"Instructions?"
"Simple stuff: just where he is…" Orders replied as the food slid out.
Park Row was one of the seediest districts in Gotham… and infamous. However, she wasn't going to Park Row. She was going to just OUTSIDE of Park Row to the illustrious Monarch Theatre. It has seen some ups and downs, including but not limited to a hideout for several illustrious Gotham Supervillains. It has since been renovated… And it even showed a pre-screening of the first of the Grey Ghost Beyond films…
Today however there were very few people going into the theatre. It was a small place unlike one of the big megaplexes, showing one or two movies at a time and usually classical stuff. Today, as she parked outside on the crowded street and glanced up to see what was playing… was The Mark of Zorro… she paid it no mind, and didn't even bother to look at the second movie on the other side of the display, and promptly went inside…
She checked the receipt, ignoring the snoozing teen at the snack counter before making her way towards a back door marked 'Projector room'. As it said on the instructions, she smiled, raised her fist, and knocked. "Superbabes."
Time: 9:56 PM. Place: Near Park Row (Monarch Theatre.)
"Special Delivery Service." She opened the door to find stairs and immediately began to climb them, shutting the door quietly behind her. Her 'Double Ds' bounced as she started to skip up the steps until it opened up into a wide room… a set of projectors pointing away from each other. One was playing a film, pointing into a window that extended it onto the screen.
…But she was the only one here. Putting one hand on her sexy, shapely hip, she looked around. Two projectors, a table, a chair and a phone. And on the wall beside the stairs were a collection of film rolls mounted on a set of racks… finally, she looked down and saw a pair of sensible shoes sticking out from behind the projector. "…Hello?"
"Be right with you! Ahh…" an older man with a distinct 'Santa Claus' look appeared, "Ahhh…" he grunted, rubbing his back. "Oooh. Getting too old to do that." he put a small box of tools on a nearby table and absently adjusted the projector. "There we go…"
She smiled prettily at him, he really did look like Santa. Bushy snow-white beard, almost completely bald, a belly that shook like jelly all that was missing was the red suit and a Ho-ho-ho… currently, there was only one 'Ho' in the room… Zing. She approached, holding up the bag of food as he took it. "Thank you!" he sighed, "I haven't eaten all day…"
"Mmn." She noted as he put the bag down on the table next to his tools. "Well, I hope you're thirsty too…" she smiled, emphasizing her body as she ran her hands over it as he blinked at her, and grinned rather kindly.
"Well I AM celebrating…" he said, and he suddenly wrapped a firm hand around her waist and pulled her against him. She giggled as his beard tickled her chin. "This old place just got enough funding for a whole year thanks to this private showing!" he declared, patting her ass over the skirt as she chuckled
"Oh yeah…" she played with his suspenders, letting them snap gently on his body as she tugged. "How private?" she smiled.
"Well, the owner generously donates every year…" he said, sitting on the chair by the table as he pulled her onto his lap. She sat on it, wiggling her firm ass on his thigh as he casually rubbed her back and butt. "…All he asks is that we play that movie on request." He said, pointing to the projector. "…The Mark of Zorro… usually it's just once a year, but this time he brought friends…"
"MMn… so you're splurging?" she smiled, leaning against him and pushing her big tits into his face as she chuckled, his belly wobbling like a bowl of jelly.
"Darn tooting!" he declared, "I've heard good things about Superbabes, and finally worked up the nerve…"
"Mmm-hmm!" she giggled, smiling into his face. He did have a kind face. "Ahh…" her tongue slipped out, licking his lips and pushing into his mouth as he moaned excitedly… "Mwah…" she pulled away, "Well we better get started!" she slid off his leg, making sure he felt her ass slid over it and knelt down, pushing his legs wider as she fiddled with his trousers, finding a zipper and out came his older dick. "MMn…" she wrapped her hands around the base and opened wide.
"Hooo…" he sighed, relaxing in his chair as she slowly slid up and down on his cock, giving it extra attention as she slurped noisily.
"MMMn-MMmn-MMn…" she gazed up at his open mouth as his cock twitched between her lips, she chuckled to herself, sliding down his length slowly as he sighed, resting a hand gently on her blonde hair as she moaned sensually around him. "MMmh hnmn…" she hummed erotically. She let go of his cock, sliding her lips down further as she sat on her knees, her hands reaching around to lift her skirt high, showing off her toned ass cheeks as she clapped her hands loudly on it… drawing his attention towards it.
"Oh my…" he grinned giddily as she giggled, burying her face into his crotch, jerking her head as she slurped. Tongue slipping out between her lips to slither against his old sack. "OOOh…" his cock twitched as she pulled slowly off.
"Ahh…" she licked it on the underside, over and over like tasting a popsicle, before she wrapped her mouth around his right nut and slurped, stroking his cock with her hand, "MMmgh-mmnn…" her hand slid easily up and down his slippery length as he stretched his legs out, relaxing on the chair as his hips bucked.
"Ooh. OOOH…" he clenched his teeth warningly, "NNgh!"
As fast as Supergirl herself, 'Supergirl' popped off his balls and held his tip towards her open mouth as she kept stroking. "Aaahh-aaah…" she sighed as cum sprayed rope after rope accurately in her mouth as she gazed up at him with her pretty blue eyes. "Haaa…" she breathed heavily on his spurting tip, tickling him with her breath as she fondled his sack, stroking and encouraging out the last drops as she closed her lips. "MMngh…" she licked them, and gulped down his cum. "Aahh…" sticking out her tongue to show that she swallowed. "I hope I met your expectations…" she said charmingly as his length twitched in her hand.
"And then some…" he sighed contentedly.
"Well don't give up on me now… you have a WHOLE hour you know…" she encouraged, kissing cock tenderly. "And I can do a LOT more than just use my mouth…" she wiggled her exposed ass cheeks to make a point. And she kinda did, his cock hardened steadily as she giggled, kissing it playfully again. "I'll do ANYTHING you want me to do…" she cooed.
"MMn…" he brushed her blonde hair from her face with his hand, "Anything?"
Technically speaking not 'anything' but to clarify what she WOULD do… "Well…" she cooed, "I could keep sucking on your dick…" she licked it for emphasis before getting to her feet. "Or…" she shimmied, pushing her underwear down to the floor as she stepped out of them, kicking them aside with her red boots. "We can play with this hole…" she said, lifting her skirt up to show off her pretty pussy as she jiggled, swaying left and right as she bounced playfully in place and let her skirt drop back down. "Or we can play with THESE…" she then tugged the stretchy suit down over her body, pulling her arms out as she exposed her big tits and let the suit hang around her waist and SQUEEZED her breasts firmly. As she slowly turned around and lifted her skirt again, shaking her ass. "Or you can play with this…" she said smacking her ass cheeks as she turned back around.
She leaned over as he grinned cheerfully, letting him gaze into her tits as they hung beneath her. "…How about I sit on your lap and ride you like a stallion?"
"…You are a VERY convincing saleswoman…" he declared playfully, squeezing her ass as she slowly stood up and slid over his lap, feeling his cock against her silky pussy as she wormed on his lap… rolling her hips back and forth as if she was riding a bull. She was from Texas she's had practice.
"MMN-HMnn! I aim to please…" she said, a bit of her cowgirl slipping in as she giggled. "MMn!" she purred, feeling him throb against her as she grinded on his lap. "…Ready for the ride stud?" she grinned as he gripped her ass cheeks firmly, but mostly out of reflex. "Oooh yeah…" she sighed, lifting herself on his lap, and feeling his tip on her lower lips, "Oooh let's get you nice and comfy!" she sighed, sliding down his length as he groaned. Sitting fully on his lap she wiggled her hips, pushing her bare tits into his face as she felt his stomach rub against hers.
"Shh-Ahh…" she hissed, raising her ass up as she leaned forward, gripping his shoulders tightly before she dropped back down. "Ha… haa… haa… ahh…" she started slowly, bouncing up and down on his cock, up and down, one-two, one-two. "MMgh! MMn!" he squeezed her ass cheeks firmly as her skirt jumped up and down with her body, she buried his beard into her tits as she clenched her teeth, giggling sweetly both for his enjoyment and the fact that his beard tickled.
He rubbed his face into her breasts, content in letting her ride as she pushed her breasts together with her upper arms, "MM-mmgh-mmn…" she hummed softly as he fondled her ass cheeks. "Oooh… like that stud?" she cooed as he chuckled, rubbing his face up and down in her tits. "Want me to go Faaaaster?" she purred playfully in his ear as he moaned affirmatively.
"YES…" his sighed, squeezing that bouncing ass.
"Well you know how to make a horse go faster don't-cha?" she asked playfully, "…Got to prod those hindquarters." He blinked up at her as she dropped her hips on his lap, wiggling them slowly as his cock pulsated. "…Slap my ass stud…" she smirked plainly.
"OOoh… you're a naughty girl…" he sighed as she giggled.
"YES!" she hissed as his hand swatted her rear. "Ooh! I'm a naughty girl!" she began to bounce on him harder, faster as he grunted. "I'm a naughty girl who likes fuckin, and suckin!" she gasped, "Ah-Ah-Ahhh…" she clenched around him her ass bouncing like a basketball on his lap. "I love being filled with DICK…" she hissed, shaking in pleasure as he swatted her ass cheeks with both hands and groaned, burying his face into her tits as he held her down. "Aaagh… and fuckin nut…" she sneered, clenching her teeth as his warm load rushed into her tunnel, "NNngh…" she shuddered, wrapping her arms around his head and holding him in her tits as she cooed sensually.
"And I love taken dicks from men old enough to be mah daddy…" she purred as his cock wiggled inside her. "Hee-hee…" she giggled, gyrating and grinding on him again as she lap-danced on him. She didn't REALLY, she wasn't like Wonder Woman who preferred her dicks on the younger side, only in reverse. The guys who ordered 'deliveries' are paying for a service, so unless told otherwise she was the kinda girl who said things men wanted to hear. And what generally all men wanted to hear from her was…
"That felt so GOOD stud…" she purred, "MMmn!" she smiled as she gazed into his grinning, dazed face as she writhed on him. "Want me to do that again?" she cooed. "It felt so good I came a little…" she did, a little bit. "Oooh…" she gasped as he squeezed her ass cheeks and stood up, he wobbled towards the table and sat her on the edge as she leaned back. "Want to do it yourself?" she sighed sensually, pushing out her tits. "…Come on stud." Her tits began to bounce as he held her waist, bucking his hips against her as her legs hung over the edge of the table. "Ah yeah, ah yeah honey give me that dick…"
He grunted determinedly, her head rolling back as her breasts jiggled on her chest for his viewing pleasure. "Ooh… you feel amazing…"
"Haa… haaa… aaaahhh…" she sighed suddenly, shaking a little as she came again, "MMgh!" she smiled, shaking her hips, "Come on stud give me a BIG one!" she slid a hand down her stomach to lift her skirt, showing off his cock penetrating her as she fingered her clit, "NNgh-mmgh!" she gazed into his eyes, moaning and cooing, whispering encouragement as she shuddered in pleasure. "Fuck me… pound me. Get deep in me baby!" she hissed harshly, panting erotically in encouragement as he fell against her. "Ooh! Ooh ooh oooh…" he pounded into her as she lied on the table, "NNgh! MMngh…" she wrapped her legs around him. "Come! On! Come! On!! I'm! Cumming!!"
"Haa-aaahhh!!" he gasped, shaking as he buried his cock into her spasming pussy, she shuddered in pleasure letting her blue eyes roll up into her head as she relaxed on the table, his heavy body pinning her tiny by comparison body beneath him as she pushed her tits against his chest.
"MMn-hmmn…" she cooed, rubbing his legs with her own sensually as she licked his ear. "You such a MAN stud… got to fuck some nice tight pussy so GOOD…" she rubbed his back as he chuckled.
"Oooh… that was worth it…" he sighed as she giggled. He slowly got up, "Oooh my back…" he groaned as he sat back in the chair, she easily shot upright, stretching exotically as he watched.
"MMMn! You blew MY back out to baby…" she purred as he half-chuckled half groaned. "…Here I'll make it all better…" she said, sliding off the table and kneeling down before him, taking her tits and wrapping them around his limp cock as she gave him a titty massage tit fuck.
"Don't know… how this is going to help my back…" he sighed as she chuckled, licking her lips.
"I didn't say I'd help your back I said I'd make it better…" she said, squeezing and bouncing them up and down around his twitching girth. "Wrapping mah tits around your cock definitely does that. He didn't argue perse…
She bounced those tits up and down on his lap steadily, wrapping them tight around him as she stared into his face. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah…" she chanted. "Fuck mah tits…" she hissed, her Texas drawl slipping in again. "You want to blow that hot CUM all over mah chest?" she licked her lips, "MMmn! Make me a dirty girl?"
"Yeees." He hissed softly as she moaned.
"I want it. I want to feel that hot CUM all over me! Let it out stud, pump that load over mah face… make me walk around covered in your nut!" suddenly she stopped, letting her tits open as she dove on the tip of his cock and moaned, her eyes rolling delightedly as she sucked out his cum. "Mmmnh…" she hummed as he twitched, bucking his twitching member in her mouth as she shook her head, and let it drop free. Swallowing his load again and smiling…
"…You… didn't take it on your face." he noted with a tired smile.
"I don't see a shower here do you?" she replied simply, glancing around. "…No matter how GOOD it would feel…" she breathed exotically, "I can't walk around with jizz all over my face." she added playfully as he sighed. Then blinked, glancing at the projector…
"Oh… it's almost over…" he said, checking his watch and adjusting himself. "NNgh! Oooooh…" he flinched, "…B-be a dear and… flick that switch there?" he said, pointing to something on the projector as she got to her feet, pulling her suit back over her tits and flicked the switch. "Thank you…" he sighed, watching her bend over and retrieve her flicked away underwear… sliding it up her legs and jiggling her ass into it as she bounced.
"Hmm-hmmn…" she smiled patting her ass as he viewed it, "You're welcome… now." She smiled at him pleasantly. "There is the matter of my delivery fee?"
He reached for his toolbox on the table, and after fiddling around he pulled a small rubber-banded roll of bills. She took it, bending over to kiss the old man on his shiny smooth forehead. "Thank you stud…" she purred as he chuckled. "You call if you want me to keep you company again…" she replied, her ass swaying noticeably as she stepped slowly down the stairs.
"Will do." He said with a tired sigh and a faint groan, "…Nngh… my back."
Supergirl quietly stepped out of the employee's only door and made it to the lobby as three people walked out of the theater, two were tall and handsome, one wearing glasses, and the remaining of the three was a beautiful woman, they chatted casually as the one in glasses hesitated and seemed to listen to something before speaking seriously to the other two as they all ran abruptly out together.
Supergirl thought nothing off it, and walked out of the theater and back to the car, slipping in and ignoring the odd fiery glow in the distance sped off back to Superbabes.
Time: 11:06 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"This just in! A dangerous woman calling herself 'Circe' has just set fire to several buildings near Park Row district of Gotham. We have exclusive footage of the scene!" Vicki Vale declared on the TV from her desk as it cut away.
A couple of buildings were on fire as a familiar-lookingm purple-haired woman in a form-fitting green dress stood on a rooftop, firing into them. "Behold plebs! I am CIRCE!" she declared, turning to the camera and winking obviously at it, apparently reveling in the attention, tossing her hair dramatically…"
Orders sighed, watching as Tina walked in.
"Mwa-ha-ha!!" Circe laughed villainously as Orders rubbed her eyes.
"…Did she just actually say 'Mwa-ha-ha?" Sierra asked leaning on the counter, her big breasts resting on her arms.
"…I told her to make a scene so people would see her…" Orders mumbled.
"Why?" Tina asked, putting the roll of money on the counter.
"Because she's hot and I thought she'd be a good costume…"
"Wait, is that?-" began Sierra as Orders nodded, 'Circe' making a scene by sending up flames like fireworks.
"…The woman from earlier?" Tina finished as Orders rolled her flashing purple eyes.
"Mmn-hmn… she asked me to see which venue would be better for her show, Vegas or Hollywood…" they stared at her incredulously. "…True story…" she added casually without looking at them.
It suddenly cut back to Vicki Vale. "Luckily the buildings this 'Circe' has set on fire had been condemned for years and the GFD was able to quickly get the fires under control. Not only that!" she added as the girls gave her their attention. "But Wonder Woman, Superman, AND Batman appeared on the scene almost immediately, chasing her off!"
Orders blinked, then snorted with laughter. "Ha-ha! Hahaha!" she covered her mouth, before saying rather honestly. "…I did not see that coming." She said as she got a phone call. "I need to take this." She said, sorting Tina's cut almost as an afterthought.
"Hello?"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!-" came the voice at the other end. So loud the other girls heard it. "That the big three of the JLU was in TOWN!?"
"I honestly didn't know…" Orders replied calmly and surprisingly honest.
"YOOOU!" Circe snarled.
Orders sighed… Circe DID do as she asked. "…Las Vegas." She noted, "You'll do well in Vegas…" rubbing her head and groaning. "AND… there's a hidden room not too far from Park Row. The building it's in was built by LexCorp so it should be easy to spot… it's supposedly Superman proof, so you should be able to find it with your magic and hideout for…" her eyes flicked. "…A day…" she rubbed her head again. Cringing…
"Oooh… at least your less cryptic than the oracles I'm used to!" she snapped bitterly.
"Good luck with your singing career." Orders replied casually. Hanging up, "And I'm not an oracle." She added casually.
Sierra and Tina stared at her as she rolled her purple eyes. "What? I'm not…" she added as the two decided not to comment. "Anyway." She noted, "Get your butts on the floor. We have a lot of deliveries tonight so you two need to cover." She noted as the girls shrugged walked onto the floor leaving Orders alone in the lounge for once…
"I'd like to place an order for takeout."
"Dah!" she jumped as The Batman stood beside her, watching her curiously and silently like a ninja.
"…are you serious? How did?!-where did-?!" she began looking around as if expecting a sudden explanation for his entrance but knew for a fact that one would never come.
"One Catwoman meal, one Wonder Woman meal, and one Power Girl meal." he noted with a reluctant sigh. "Mind putting a rush on this?"
Orders blinked at him. "…Why not?…" she said. She had caused a little bit of trouble for him tonight. Plus she had to keep her usual pattern with the Batman on the down-low or Sierra would have a fangirl fit... she really didn't want to hear the shrieking. "You going to take it here or…" she looked around. "…To go?" she blinked at the empty lounge as soon enough the food slid out in a to go bag as a speedy red and blue flash flickered in and out of the back door… and the bag was gone, leaving a neat stack of crisp bills in exact change on the counter before her. Orders closed her eyes, sighed, then took out a pain pill from the bottle in her bag.
"…Tonight was a weird night…" she mumbled, as she swallowed one.
End