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It was almost delivery hours, but many of the girls were distracted. The Superbabes team played baseball earlier today and there was an… incident… that has now received internet fame. Fire, Ice, Volcana, and Bumblebee watching Fire's phone.
"How many hits did this get?" asked Volcana in exasperated awe as Fire showed her the video on her phone.
"Far more than Daphne." She replied, "Over a million an hour after the game finished and it's STILL going." She repeated the video as it showed resident Green Lantern II in her baseball uniform walking up to the plate, readying her stance… then abruptly turning her body as the ball was thrown wide, it CRASHED into her thick right ass cheek sending the ball springing off her booty to roll in the dirt… only for Green Lantern to SCREAM… but definitely not in pain.
She dropped to her knees, shaking erotically and staring into space as the umpire declared it a hit-by-pitch and let her walk before checking on her and her clearly orgasming face. Gasping and panting erotically before the video cut off.
"That's… not SO bad." Volcana mumbled unsurely, clearly, she didn't believe her own statement. Bumblebee however was looking at her own phone.
"There are ALREADY parody videos of 'Masochistic Ballplayer.' She declared, "And someone's already put it in high definition and slow motion… also zoom." She then showed them a picture of Green Lantern's ass getting hit by the baseball, sinking into her thick ass-meat, then springing away letting it wobble majestically. "…And a cartoon parody. And no less than three influencers trying to imitate it." she flipped through her phone and flinched, "…But one doesn't have the ass for it and it looks like she broke some bones."
Volcana scoffed, "Oh my god." She rolled her eyes and walked away as Fire looked over Bumblebee shoulders. "I'm not sure if this is going to be good for business or not. Our logo is printed on the uniforms sure…"
"Well, I just hope she's okay." Ice replied concernedly, but still pleasantly smiling. "She took a baseball to the butt that's going to leave a bruise."
"Knowing her though…" mumbled Fire under her breath, "She'll probably want a second helping." Ice elbowed Fire who shrugged, "Querida she's a masochist…" she replied factually.
"Shush!" Ice scolded teasingly.
"There's nothing WRONG with it." Fire replied with a casual shrug, "The Bonita has a damn orgasm in front of a crowd of people after being hit in the ass with a baseball! There's no hiding that."
"No there isn't." Orders, entering from the back, declared abruptly, "Put them away." she ordered, gesturing to their phones. "Back to work, let's go." She clapped her hands as they stored their various phones and returned to the floor.
Volcana was the last but she hesitated at Orders' counter as the purple-eyed boss sat down and turned on deliveries for tonight on the computer. "She's working tonight." Volcana stated, referring to Green Lantern (II), she should know she scheduled her for the night shift today.
"Yep." Orders replied abruptly, seemingly unconcerned.
"You didn't tell her to stay home?" Volcana asked as Orders shrugged.
"Why would I tell her to stay home?" she replied casually, "Even if I offered it to her she's going to do what she wants to do. I can respect that." Orders picked out a sudoku book today.
"…She's going to have a BIG bruise…" Volcana then made a circle with her hands, placing them over her right cheek. "Right about here…" Orders tapped the counter, gazing at Volcana. "A big. PURPLE. Bruise." She emphasized her words as Orders sighed.
"So?"
"So… I can't believe I have to say this. It might not be appealing if we have girls covered in bruises."
"I am aware of that." replied Orders patiently. "But apart from taking her off deliveries tonight, if she wants to work she can work." She then started doing sudoku, "I admire her work ethic. The only one I have a problem with is Circe because of overtime and labor laws." She added dismissively. "Tell you what. YOU can talk to her and discuss it. She's free to go home if she wishes…" Orders replied before immediately picking up a briefly ringing phone. "Superbabes. We deliver."
A few minutes later Bumblebee was sent out and Green Lantern arrived. Walking in as if she wasn't beaned in the ass a few hours ago by a baseball. But she did have an… odd look on her face, and she'd occasionally shudder with every few steps. Orders looked up from her sudoku, glancing around for Volcana, but she was tending to MILF fetishists on table 6. "Green Lantern." She said abruptly.
Green Lantern stopped, took a shuddering breath, and turned to her boss. "Yes Orders?"
"Sure you don't want to take the day off?"
"I'm FINE. I've had worse at the Lash and Leash." Orders leaned back in her chair, tapping her counter thoughtfully as she closed her briefly flashing purple eyes. "…Let me see it." she said, opening them again.
"Orders, I-"
"Let me see it." she waved, "Pants off."
"Right here?" replied Green Lantern as Orders raised a well-groomed eyebrow.
"You're a foot away from the locker rooms and I assume wearing underwear. Let me see." Green Lantern sighed, then undid her belt, letting her pants slide down her smooth chocolatey skin and revealing a great purple splotch on her right ass cheek… about the size of a baseball and VERY obvious.
Orders sighed obviously, and after a few seconds of internal thought staring at Green Lantern's thick chocolatey booty she declared emotionlessly "You're off deliveries tonight." Green Lantern groaned.
"Orders." She groaned indignantly, "Come on it's not that bad."
"Oh-my-god go home!" Volcana declared walking into the back and spotting the purple bruise.
"I can't let you or that ass go out." Orders noted admittedly, "…We might attract the wrong crowd, and probably leave a bad impression with any deliveries."
"Orders we both know I've had a few crap nights, okay? I need the work." She hissed softly with the movement… her masochistic sigh appreciating the pained bruise stinging from the brush with her pant leg.
"You could ACTUALLY start charging people at the Lash and Leash." Orders replied as Green Lantern ignored Volcana's fretting and walked into the locker rooms to change. "Stop mother henning I'll handle it." Orders ordered as Volcana tried to somehow tend to Green Lantern only to gaze at her purple-eyed boss incredulously.
"I thought you wanted me to talk to her?"
"Shush. I'm the boss. Now get to work." Orders ordered pointing back to the floor. "You're going to have other things to worry about when you're sent out on a delivery, so you might as well milk table 6." She lightly swatted Volcana's plump milf rear before dropping back into her seat. "Off you go-Green Lantern." Orders returned her attention to the dark chocolate masochist as she walked out of the locker room in her tight green and black body suit, shaking slightly as it hugged her tender bruised backside. "No deliveries." she clarified as Green Lantern bemoaned her decision.
"Orders come on!"
"Look. Unless whoever decides to Order you wants in costume the whole time or is BLIND. You're not going on a-" she paused as her purple eyes flashed. "Nngh…" she clenched her teeth and rubbed her temples, lying back in her seat as she took a deep breath, hissing it out slowly. "....FIIIIIIIIINE." she growled, reaching for the phone just as she finished hissing the word.
Time: 8:07 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"Superbabes we deliver."
"Yeah… so uh. I got this guy."
"I got just the girl."
"Don't you want to-"
"No. Green Lantern Granola Lemon Parfait."
"Wow you work fast, I did not expect this."
"We pride ourselves on service. Satisfaction guaranteed. We expect her back within 60 minutes or less or the police will be informed. He'll be charged upon completion of delivery, name and address please."
Meanwhile.
"You sped right through that." Green Lantern declared as Orders slammed the phone on the hook and took a deep breath.
"I didn't want to acknowledge the coincidental elephant in the room and I just wanted to get this over with." The granola parfait slid across the counter, Orders tearing off and handing Green Lantern the receipt. "You get ONE tonight. Then I'm taking you off the delivery shift today. Make it count." She ordered as Green Lantern grabbed the parfait and shuffled out the back door. Already riled up with her suit rubbing her thick ass cheek.
She tentatively sat in the driver's seat. Shuddering at her bruise acting up again before focusing on the drive… then remembering she didn't know where she was going, she checked the receipt, turned on the car, and drove off into Gotham towards Old Gotham.
She didn't exactly know what to expect but she was surprised when she arrived outside the plain-looking old brick apartment building… especially since not more than half a block away was The Lash and Leash. She parked the car on the curb and slipped out of the vehicle heading up the stoop slowly, exacerbating her steps just a little unintentionally… her bruise throbbing excitingly against her suit as she slipped inside.
Four apartments on the first floor, four above. She blinked curiously around and checked the receipt. Then headed upstairs to room #2D. She slapped the receipt onto the parfait cup letting precipitation cling to it, before raising her left hand and knocking loudly. "Superbabes."
Time: 8:26 PM. Place: Old Gotham (5th Street Apartments Room #2D)
"Special Delivery Service." she briefly heard barking inside, followed closely by.
"Ginger, heel." The barking stopped and the clicking of multiple Old Gotham locks clicked behind the door. It soon opened and a man quickly rushed outside. She took a step back and flinched, feeling her bruised ass press against the railing behind her and trembling in pleasure. He was tall, hunky and had desert tan skin. "Hey." He greeted her as she waved.
"Hi." She replied, frowning slightly at the hunk of man about to take advantage of her… and was FAIRLY certain he could see… so-"
"It's my buddy's uh... birthday." He then produced a GREAT deal of cash, pressing it into her hand as she eyed it curiously. Normally she was paid AFTER the fact. "He knows what you do." He said conversationally, "He knows what you're here for and he's cool with it." he then whispered under his breath. "…But he's blind." He said patiently.
AH… that makes sense.
"That's fine." she said quickly, stuffing the money into one of the many pockets hidden in her suit. "…Do… I need to do anything special?"
"Nah bang his brains out. Just try to remember he can't really 'see' you. You know? Guide him a bit, don't patronize him." he said with a wave of his hand as if this was obvious…
"…I'll take care of it." she said silkily, as he nodded and opened the door.
"Felix! I'm gonna head out. Have fun with your guest!" he said. He then winked at her, as she walked past him inside and he gave her rear an enthusiastic swat that almost made her cum right there, but she wondrously held back. "Rock his world." He said eagerly, "…Damn that ass." He breathed, shutting the door as Green Lantern rested her hand on the hallway wall and shudder.
"FUUUCK me…" she hissed softly. Taking a few hesitant steps into the… honesty very pristine and spartanly cared for apartment… the only thing out of place seemed to be a silkyblack german shepherd lying down on the couch. Watching Green Lantern like a sentinel as her tail swished slowly behind her.
Green Lantern hesitated, but approached the 'obviously' seeing eye dog with her hand out… Ginger the German Shepard leaned forward sniffed, then licked Green Lantern's fingers, before lying down fully on the bed and watching the TV. It was apparently on mute, some sort of black-and-white cowboy movie.
"Hello?" she jumped slightly and looked around. When she heard 'blind' she expected him to be walking around with a cane but apparently not in his own house. He had his hand on the doorframe of his bedroom, the apartment itself wasn't huge it was enough for a single person and a dog. And apparently for a visually challenged man the smaller the better…
But she also didn't expect him to be fucking hot. He had dark hair, creamy skin, and a fit athletic body: thin, not huge like his 'buddy'… he was wearing sunglasses and tight boxers that… didn't really conceal the sausage he was packing. His creamy skin was glistening like he just stepped out of the shower, and he looked like a male model… a piece of her was quite frankly thrilled at his apparent hotness.
He tentatively sniffed the air, then seemed to look right at her. "You smell nice… are you Bob's present?" he smirked mischievously as she recovered herself and approached.
"I am." She said and rested a hand on his… surprisingly muscled chest. And it was a little damp. "I also brought you dinner."
An eyebrow rose over his sunglasses. "Did you now?" she took his left hand and placed it on the parfait. To his credit he didn't act like he was blind, he opened it, and sniffed. "…Some sort of parfait?"
"Mmn-hmmn…" now that her hands were free, she let them silkily run over his body… feeling his abs and his pectorals again. "…Wow, you work out?"
"Occasionally." He replied, walking away from her and easily about his house, his hand reaching out to his fridge and putting the parfait into it. Before returning to Green Lantern. "You have a sexy voice…" he said interestedly. "Are you a pretty girl?" he teased, turning his head as if to clearly hear her reply.
"…I'm a very pretty girl." She purred.
"Oh yeah?" he then reached out, and gently touched her face. His somewhat suspicious look clearly changed as he gently felt her face… she opened her mouth, and caught his thumb, suckling it seductively as he continued to caress her… to pet her. "You're a very pretty girl." He declared, sounding as impressed as he was surprised.
"Mmn-hmmn…" she moaned seductively around his tongue, suckling and licking it before moving on to his fingers, letting her tongue silkily slide between each digit as he 'watched' her do it… listened to her slurps and moans of pleasure as his other hand reached out and squeezed at her big round breasts. "MMmn!" she moaned, sucking his middle finger as he pulled his hand from her lips with a pop and grabbed her other tit. "Haaah…"
He quite clearly was becoming more impressed the more he felt… running his hands all over her, but usually returning to her breasts, then moving around her, sliding a hand down her back and over the curve of her thick black ass as she hissed excitedly. Feeling his hand rub her baseball bruise before he felt her down, then upper her thick thighs… outside going down, inside going up, and rubbing her crotch from behind before slinking around her front again, keeping his rather skillful hands on her.
"…I'll be honest." He said silkily with his gruff, dulcet tones. "I expect Bob to find the cheapest-looking skank on the street when he told me he was going to get me a girl." He said, "But you are a very, VERY pretty one I bet you're worth every cent he paid for."
"That and more." She purred invitingly as his hands returned to her tits and squeezed. "Oh, baby you like those?" she whispered with increasing pleasure as he molded and fondled them.
"Well… I can't say I'm not excited but I am a little disappointed. I don't want to get too rough with you."
"Haah…" she gasped, "Mmmn…" feeling his fingers sink into her tits as she began undoing her suit as best she could. "I like it rough." She moaned encouragingly. "Rougher the better."
"Oh ho. Bold…" he chuckled, moving his hands away from her tits and sliding down her waist as she opened her suit further stripping eagerly out of it. "You're not just saying that because it's my birthday are you?" he teased as she ran her hands over his face, down his chest, and grabbed at his thick 9-inch dick, throbbing in his boxers.
"I want you to fuck me as hard as you want. Do whatever you like… fuck me like I'm your property." She pressed her naked form to him as his cock throbbed, his body tensing slightly as she licked his face like a loving bitch. "Fuck me. Hit me. Slap me. Spank me. Pull my hair. Spit on me. Piss on me. Whatever you want, just do it." she removed his boxers, his hard throbbing cock rubbing against her dark chocolate stomach as her pussy oozed her obvious arousal… she had been horny LONG before her enticing invitation. Pressing her thick cock sucking lips to his ear and whispering lovingly.
"I am a hole. For your Pole."
Soft, sensual, a lover-like secret just between the two of them. So quiet not even Ginger heard her… but it was like she screamed it.
Her body pressed firmly to his. Her lower body grinding against him like a horny pole dancer. He reached up, grabbed her face and pulled her gently away. 'looking' right at her, feeling her smooth chocolatey skinned cheeks. "…The safeword is Broccoli." She just smiled as he smacked her across the face.
"Haah…" she shuddered, her lower body convulsion in pleasure as he grabbed a fistful of her afro. Her mouth hung open as she moaned in pleasure before he, amazingly, spat right into her mouth before shoving his tongue in there. "MMmngh!" yanking on her hair her hands eagerly rubbed his back pulling him into a lustful embrace as they wobbled backward through the doorway, into the bedroom, and onto the bed all while he forcefully kissed her but the both slobbered greedily into each other's mouths.
They fell onto the bed together as his hands groped and squeezed her big heavy tits, she squealed as pleasure and pain rippled through her already highly tensed body and his thick cock rubbing back and forth against her lower lips was only making it better, or worse. Depends on your standards.
His tongue firmly wrestled with hers, pinning her down by tits and lips as he finally pulled away and spat on her face. "More…" she whined as he rubbed his spit into her skin. "More. Please!"
"More what?" he sneered softly, grabbing her hair again. "More. WHAT?"
"Please use me more! AH!" he slapped her across the face, but not very hard to her disappointment.
"Use you how-"
"FUCK ME!" she pleaded, rubbing her pussy eagerly against his shaft as he slapped her cheek lightly, then covered her mouth and rammed his engorged length balls deep into her pussy. "MMMMNGH!!!!" she convulsed erotically as he took what he wanted, ramming his cock deep into her warm cock sleeve of a pussy.
"You're so fucking wet." He praised and immediately before sliding in and out of her as she just as immediately submitted, arms and legs going limp as she convulsed again, orgasming as he fucked her however he wanted… slowly and methodically at first. Fully feeling her massaging insides around his member, before he just began pounding away. The creaking of the bed the only sound in her ears other than her own moans of blissful desire.
"MMGHN! MMGH! MMMMNGH!!" howling into his firm hand as he smacked his hips against her wet crotch, her pussy stretching to accommodate his meaty girth as her entire body remained in a submissive fuck-hole position.
"UGH…" Felix slammed his hips again her, "UGH… UGH! I'm gonna cum!" he pulled his hand from her mouth and grabbed her neck. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming what are you going to do about it?" he sneered softly, jackhammering into her pussy as she squealed her arousal.
"Haaah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaa-I'm cummiiiing!! GUCK!" he squeezed her throat and pushed into her abruptly, shuddering as her body clamped down on his cock and took every thick drop of his cum as she felt it spurt into her womb.
"AAGh… ha-haah… you are such a slut!" he groaned quietly, pulling in and out of her, slamming into her and shuddering as another rope sprayed into her tight warm tunnel. She just smiled pleasurably, shaking and gasping as her limbs twitched. It felt so good to be a submissive slut…
He slowly fell onto her, lying on her body and continuing to buck his hips. Not quite tired but enjoying the sensation of her sticky hole as his girth vibrated back to life inside her… but he pulled his erection from her body, dripping with cum and arousal as she gasped… her pussy quivering for his return.
"Clean this up." She sat up, on his command, grabbing his waist "Wha-oh!" and throwing him onto the bed, he bounced but lay still as she crawled beside him onto the bed, she turned around so her ass was facing him… took his hand and rested it on her ass cheeks… he instinctively squeezed, because when you get a fistful of ass you're going to squeeze it. While he used her booty as stress ball she opened her mouth and engulfed the entirety of his cock. Feeling it stretch her throat as he groaned and squeezed her ass harder… which of course made her feel even better while she choked on his dick.
He panted excitedly, hearing her subtle gags on his shaft, he sat up, reaching out for her head before grabbing her hair. "Suck it." he smacked her ass as she squealed delightedly. "Suck it!"
"MMGH! MMNGH! MMGNH! MMGH!" he jerked her head easily up and down his shaft, cramming his cock into her throat as mucus spluttered from her lips and nostrils as he painfully used her head and smacked her ass for harder, louder sucks… and she loved every second of it.
"I like your mouth." He said, not harshly like her owner, but almost kindly. "I'm going to use it." barely giving her any time to breathe, making her suck at least 2/3rds of his cock until he finished. Jamming her head into his crotch again and again, his hand cracking on the good half of her big black ass. "Suck it. suck it…. SUCK IT…" he jammed her face into his crotch, and his powerful legs wrapped around her face.
"MMMMMNGGH!" she squirted all over his bed. His legs tight around her head, her eyes rolling up into her skull her entire body shut down. She shuddered and twitched, shaking and convulsing in orgasm and increasing asphyxiation. Her arms wrapped around his legs… and even as she started to lose consciousness she was trying to get him to squeeze her HARDER.
"UUUugh…" he finally loosened his legs and yanked her face off his spent cock. Letting her go to flop breathlessly in his lap. Half-dead? half-conscious? Completely turned on. Her lips gasped like a thirsty fish…until they brushed against his cock and lovingly licked it… he ran his hand over her big bountiful ass. One of his legs rested over her upper back like a leg rest as she lovingly mouthed on his cock. Her left hand sultrily stroked his shaft and her right massaged his heavy balls. His hand however slid between her thick ass cheeks and stretched her ass with three fingers.
She muffled her eager moans with cock, sliding it into her throat. "Is this the wrong hole?" he teased softly, his fingers plunging in and out as her head slid up and down. Then popped off with a longing gasp.
"It's your hole." She moaned lovingly. His cock twitched in her hand as he sat up, yanking his fingers from her ass. "Haah-AH!" he yanked her away from his cock by the hair before mercilessly throwing her forward, her head hanging off the bed but the rest of her lying prone on the mattress. "Haah-AAAAHGH!!" she squealed delightedly as he mounted her, shoving his cock abruptly into and up her ass. Smacking her bruised ass cheek as she clamped down like a vice around him. "Haa! UGH!" his hands hooked the sides of her mouth and yanked her head back as she stared around out the door of his bedroom at the back of the couch.
She tasted her ass on his fingers, her tongue flopping from her mouth and flicking saliva all over as he rapidly began jamming into her ass. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" he sat between her thick legs as they splayed about the bed, their bodies taught and tense as he rapidly jammed into her thick wobbling ass, her bruise cheek only enhancing her pleasure as he BRUTALLY ass fucked her.
She. Loved. Every. Fucking. Stroke. Every second, every deep, heaving breathes he took as he ravaged her booty and yanked on her cheeks, slovenly drooling all over licking his fingers as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, her nerves working overdrive as her pain and pleasure mixed.
"I a uukiming ooole!" she HOWLED at the top of her lungs and spasmed, convulsing wildly beneath him as she climaxed HARD, reeling from his hard anal fucking as he jammed her ass again and again until it was just to tight to extract so he buried it up her ass.
It was home now. It sprayed her bowels with a thick plentiful load as he moved right in. He slammed hard and dropped onto her, shaking and grinding on her body as he kept filling her ass with heavy cream. Pulling his hands from her mouth as he head hung limp off the bed, shaking as he pulled his hips from her ass…
Her ass cheeks quivered as he felt his fingers on her skin, sliding off the bed. Using her as a guide he stood in front of her, grabbing her hair and lifting her. "What did you say?" he breathed sensually.
She smiled broadly, her mouth hanging open with her tongue out as she repeated very articulately. "I'm a fucking hole." She declared happily as his tip pressed onto her tongue, she licked him between her lips, using only her face hanging by her hair as he began to slide it deeper, and deeper into her mouth with deep heaving strokes until he buried his cock in her throat to the base. "MMWH!" her tongue tickled his sack. He held her firm for a good ten seconds before slowly sliding from her throat… "Bwah…" His cock was limp, and he gripped it like a fleshy rod and swung it against her cheeks again and again.
Felix breathed heavily, letting go of her hair she flopped awkwardly on the edge of the bed… then crawled off of it. Swaying her thick ass behind her, not that he could see it. She pawed at his legs, crawling up them and rubbing his thighs as she pressed her face to his limp cock, licking it longingly from tip to sack. "Use me." She pleaded, feeling his cock wiggle against her face.
"…You made a mess of my bed." He said dismissively, "…Get the sheets off." she blinked up. "Sheets. Now whore…" he grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up slowly as she rubbed her heavy breasts against his skin… feeling him becoming erect again as he spanked her.
"MMGM!" right on the bruise. She panted right in his face as he recoiled.
"You got cock breath." He slapped her face, "Hurry up." He ordered as she found herself obeying, stripping the stained sheets from the bed and throwing them on the floor. He then held his hand out to her, she approached him and took it… before he guided her fingers to his cock. "Take me into the shower." He ordered as she glanced around, found the bathroom, and led him toward it.
She opened the glass door, it creaked loudly as he shoved her into the tiny shower barely big enough for one, let alone two. Especially when one of those two had HER proportions. He pressed his cock between her ass, pushing up against her he shut the door, and turned on the shower. Letting it hose them as he grinding his cock between her ass cheeks, smacking his hands on them as she orgasmed again. The sting was too much and she was having far more fun than usual…
Felix wasn't holding back… no matter what, everyone always held back for obvious subconscious reasons.
He grabbed the back of her hair, yanking her head back as she cried out gratefully for his treatment. "Ah! Yes…" he yanked her slightly from the wall, turning her around and squeezing at her tits as moaned, her nipples hard on his caressing palms.
"On your knees." He breathed as she immediately dropped down, water sloshing as her knees slammed onto the tiles, his cock resting on her big breasts, he cupped them around his cock, aiming at her face. "Open your mouth… making sure I'm aiming accurately…" he laughed, sliding back and forth. "I got some mouthwash for you." He said as she rested her fingers ever so slightly on his dick, aiming him directly at her open mouth. "Uuugh!"
…The stench of urine shot up her nose almost as quickly as the stream of it into her mouth… there was a salty tang to it, but to be honest, her brain shut down and her body orgasm so hard she voided her own bodily functions… good thing she hasn't eaten anything in the last few hours… but her own piss sprayed into the shower drain as her mouth overflowed with a clear white liquid… apparently Felix drank a lot of water…
It pooled out of her mouth, flowing over her thick cock-sucking lips, pooling between her tits even as his cock kept shooting out more until it pooled on her chest. She didn't swallow his piss, he didn't tell her to do anything with it… eventually, she washed it out with water as he sighed… she gazed at his cock hugged between her titties, leaning her head forward to lick it. Kiss it. She pulled her tits away and grabbed it gently. Slowly stroking it, aiming it at her face…
Even if he could see it. The whole point of cumming on a woman's face in her opinion. She WANTED it on her skin… she wanted him to blow his hot, sticky load all over her face, she wanted to feel it on her skin, she wanted to rub it into her skin. He tensed, and a granted her wish… banging the wall with his fist he shot a hot sticky load over her beautiful face. She sighed contentedly, shuddering as his thick cum coated her lips, nose and cheek… before she opened her mouth and took him into it.
She sucked him, her sticky face clinging to his crotch as she slid backward and forward, his hands on the wall to stay standing as she tentatively serviced his cock. "Haah. Haah. Ugh… that's enough I can't anymore." He laughed tiredly… but she kept sucking, his hand resting on her afro as she tried to suck out the last drops. "Broccoli already…" he laughed as she buried her face into his crotch. Savoring his taste as his cock pulsated comfortably in her throat.
"MBN-blugh! MMmnaah…" she garbled, sliding off his shaft and panting against it as water steamed around them. He pulled her to her feet, and rinsed off, slipping out of the shower to let her clean herself off… rinse her mouth more thoroughly.
"There should be mouthwash behind the mirror." He said, floundering briefly for a towel and drying himself off. "Make yourself comfortable." He said casually as Green Lantern continued to wash herself up… but mostly tried not to piss herself in orgasm again…
Her thick, beautiful body shuddered as she stepped out of the shower. Jiggling, wiggling erotically for the viewing pleasure of no one but she still did it… it was a natural state for her. She helped herself to some minty mouthwash as proffered… and once she returned to the bedroom she found Felix carefully applying fresh bedsheets in boxers. And still wearing shades…
"I thought you'd want help with that." she breathed as he turned his attention to her.
"I like trying myself. Does it look straight?" he asked as she approached him.
"Mmn-hmmn…" she rubbed his body as his hands returned to hers. "Real straight. Do I still have cock breath?" she breathed on him, but he smirked.
"Nope. Very minty. I could smell you from here…" he squeezed her ass as she shuddered, then drummed his chest playfully.
"I got to go. My hours up." She said, eyeing a digital clock near the bed and pausing. "…Hang on why do you have a digital clock for?"
"Hit the button it tells you the time." He replied simply, hand on her ass as she went back into the living room, and he followed her footsteps. She reapplied her suit and made sure it was snug on her beautiful body. "It also has alarms for when I need to start teaching."
"You're a teacher?" she asked curiously as he nodded.
"I am. Tutoring mostly, but I have a few online classes on three continents." He replied simply as she stared at him, somewhat impressed.
"Handy capable." She teased as he laughed.
"Ooh don't start." He said, running his hand on her ass, squeezing her bruised cheek firmly as she hissed. "Or I'll take you back in there and teach you a lesson."
She licked her lips. "…Tempting…" she breathed, but she caught herself. "But I got to go…" she ruffled Ginger's sleepy head and walked to the door. But paused as Felix sat on the couch. "…Hey…" she said as he tilted his head, clearly listening. "…Half a block away from your apartment is a store called Lash and Leash…" she rubbed herself excitedly, her body heating up. "…If maybe you're interested… show up on Monday at Seven pm. Ask for Ms. Mystique." She breathed seductively, watching the sausage in his boxers wiggle.
"…I think I can manage." He replied silkily as she quickly extracted herself from his apartment. And shuddered wildly against the door, shaking in orgasm.
"…Fuck me." She breathed excitedly.
Time: 10:03 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Green Lantern returned to Superbabes, shaking slightly as she extracted the pay from her hidden pocket and put it on the counter in front of Orders. "What are the odds?" she asked as Orders quietly did her sudoku.
"I tend not to ask. I get less headaches that way…" she eyed Green Lantern knowingly. "…Did you like him Daphne?" she asked her knowingly.
Daphne fidgeted but didn't really answer. Heading into the locker room to shower more thoroughly as Orders turned Green Lantern off for deliveries on the site. She took a breath and leaned back in her chair as eventually, Daphne walked out of the lockers, fresh and clean.
"…Orders did YOU set me up?" Daphne asked suspiciously as Orders opened a shiny purple eye. It twinkled with a rather cryptic power.
"I'm clairvoyant. Not a-
"Damn Genie. Yeah. I know…" she replied, "I'm going to work the floor."
"Sit down." Orders ordered. "…I can't have you orgasming with every little pinch…" she then held up her own phone, showing the video of Daphne getting hit in the ass again. "5 million and counting." She grumbled looking at her phone as Daphne, for the first time ever, experience a semblance of shame. "…If views were money I'd be a happy boss." She sighed.
End