The big, fat elongated cock of the pizza guy.
The soft, jiggly tits of Starfire.
"Come on, fuck me! Fuck me with that huge, beautiful cock! Please~!"
Lord, have mercy.
Gods, Earth-based or from outer space, have mercy.
The pizza guy's dick was dropping fat drops of pre-cum on Starfire's pussy.
Starfire was giggling as she lay sprawled across the large bed in her room. She was on her back, orange hair splayed out, her green eyes luminous and hungry. Doing so, just laying there, her melon-sized boobs wobbled.
Her arms reached up, fingers beckoning him forward with a desperate, eager curl. "Get over here and ruin my pussy. I—no, we've been waiting far too long for this, haven't we? Hm?"
Yes. Yes, they had waited far too long. The monstrous twelve-inch cock between his own thighs would never soften. It was fully, painfully erect again, throbbing with a need that matched her own. He was already on the bed, standing on his knees, his dick flaring and dripping manly silver on her pussy.
Drip, drip, drip.
He gulped. Starfire had a boyfriend. It was different than fucking a woman that was single and ready to mingle. And unlike Mera, Starfire had a good relationship with her lover.
…man, so fucking what?
"Do you know the mating press?" Starfire asked, smiling. "On Tamaran, it is our first tradition. The first time a man and woman join, it is done this way. He holds her down, he claims her, he fills her so completely she can feel nothing else. It is… perfect."
"R-right," he stammered, and she took that as him not knowing, when he most certainly did.
"You squat," she instructed, her smile widening. "You hold my legs up, you press them back… and you drive. You go so deep, your balls will smack against me and you will fuck me until I cannot think."
The pizza guy had done this before and calmly and casually reached for her ankles. Her skin was quite warm. Must have been her biology. She used the sun as her power source, right?
'Feels nice,' he thought, thumb swiping on the soles of her feet. This warmth, even Kara didn't have anything like this. Aside from her pussy maybe. Her actual complexion wasn't like the alien princess'. It wasn't this warm and this…soft.
He lifted her legs, bending them, and pressing her knees back toward her shoulders. The princess folded open for him, her pussy now exposed at a deeper angle. Her ass lifted slightly off the bed, offering him everything.
"Yes…!" She licked her lips. "Like that. Now… put it in. Slowly. Let me feel every inch of you stretching me open."
He guided his cock, the plum-like head already weeping pre-cum, to her entrance. The tip brushed against her slick folds, and she gasped and giggled.
"Aww, don't worry, I'm ready~!"
So she was. He gulped and plunged in. The initial resistance was there—a tight, gripping warmth that hugged his cockhead.
"Oh… ohhh," Starfire moaned, her eyes rolling back slightly. "So… big. So much thicker than Dick."
The first three inches told her everything she needed to know. The deeper he went, the louder she moaned.
"Mmm, a-apologies, my pussy is not as good as my tits. You won't cum in thirty seconds as I promised before~!"
Well, fuck. That was good to know. The pizza guy heaved and went deeper. A king's blade finding its sheath.
"Ohh, I love this! More! Deeper!"
So deeper he went. At the six inch mark, her eyes rolled back and the pizza guy saw her smile. He could feel her thoughts too. Her biting bottom lip and her tensed up body, there was no doubting it:
'Thank the gods for my culture. Thank the gods I am not a human woman with their silly, sad rules. If I were human, I would never dare this. I would be trapped with one man, one nice, one satisfying man.'
Six inches had been passed. Starfire's pussy repeated it to her: six inches had been passed.
'But this… this is glory. This cock… it is a monster. It is a king's cock. Dick is wonderful, agile, loving… but he is six inches. This is bigger. This is thicker. This is… filling me in ways he never could…!'
The pizza guy felt her inner walls accept him, a hot sexy cunt that seemed to pull him deeper. It was far hotter than Kara's, far hotter than any pussy really. It gripped him with a rhythmic, pulsing pressure that was…active. Massaging him as he entered.
"More," Starfire declared, her hands now gripping his shoulders. "Give me more. Balls-deep."
She wanted to feel his sack against her ass. By all the gods, he would.
Inch by inch, he ventured inside her and made her pussy feel new sensations. Dick Grayson definitely didn't get this out of her. He watched her face, her lips parted, her eyes wide and staring at him with lust. Her cheeks flushed a deeper orange. When his pubic bone finally met her skin, his heavy balls rested snugly against the undercurve of her ass, he was fully inside.
The pizza guy was embedded.
Dick Grayson's girl was no more.
"Oh yessss~!!" Starfire hissed and giggled. "You are in. You are all in. Now… move. Fuck me. Fuck me senseless~!"
He began to withdraw, then thrust back in. The motion was awkward at first—the squatting position was not unfamiliar. The thing was, he had never fucked a woman so large. Starfire was an amazon of a woman. But the feeling was divine. Her pussy clung to him, releasing him slowly, then sucking him back in with a voracious hunger.
He picked up a rhythm. Withdraw, thrust.
Plap!
The sound of his balls slapping against her ass was sharp, wet, perfect.
Withdraw, thrust.
Plap!
Her legs bounced with the impact and her tits jiggled.
Withdraw, thrust.
Plap, plap, PLAP!
"D-don't worry about me, dear!" Starfire cried out, huffing and puffing. "Fuck me harder! Mm, trust me love, I can take it!"
He drove harder. Four inches at a time, making her gasp out every damn time. Each thrust was a deep, claiming plunge. He buried himself to the root every time, his balls smacking firmly against her skin with a staccato beat that filled the room.
Plap! Plap! PLAP!
Starfire's moans became screams. Loud, uninhibited, shrieking sounds of pleasure that no human woman would ever dare make. She didn't care. She reveled in it.
"Oh my gods! Oh my goooods!" she yelled with a grin and this kind of cheerleader attitude. "Yesss~! You big boy! This cock! You are making me LOVE this! You are fucking me better than my boyfriend! Better than Dick! Yes! YES!"
What a brutal, honest confession. They spilled from her lips without filter.
Dick was good. Dick was skilled. Dick was her love. But this… this pizza guy … this human with this god-cock …
PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—!
"THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME CUMMM~!!"
He was fucking HER like she was everything. He drove into places Dick never reached. He was stretching her in ways Dick never could. This was pleasure. This was freedom.
"This is Tamaran—!"
Her pussy milked his cock like crazy, going from ten to a hundred. The pizza guy gasped. Such a hot pussy.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming from your amazing cock! Cumming!"
Her orgasm was visible, tensing up with her back then arching off the bed. Her toes curled too and rubbed against his sides. Her pussy clamped down on him, to the point that it threatened to halt his thrusts. A gush of hot, sticky fluid spilled around his invading cock, soaking his balls and the bed beneath them. Starfire happily moaned throughout it, a long, wailing note of ecstasy.
He kept fucking. Kept plapping into her. She could take it. She said it herself; she was superhuman. She recovered instantly.
"More!" Starfire gasped out, grinning. "Mm, come on…!" Her toes curled and tapped at his sides. "Don't stop! Give me more! I can take hours of this! Pound me! Pound me until your balls are empty!"
He was panting, sweat dripping from his brow. But her demand and her hungry licking lips fueled him. He drove into her again, the plap sound returning, louder now, mixed with the squelching of her oversensitive, soaked pussy. He fucked her as she wanted. Sorry, pounded into her.
"Ngggh! T-that's it! That's okay! Oh gooossh! Oh X'Hal—! Cummiiing agaiiin! This human dick! Soooo goood!!"
He was starting to own this space inside her. This cunt was beginning to mold into a pleasurable shape for him. Him and no one else. No other cock.
"I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming! I must be dreaming! THIS COCK IS MAKING ME ORGASM AGAIIIN~!!"
PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—! PLAP—!
"Your… balls… smacking… my ass…!" she moaned, her words breaking apart. "It feels… so good…! So… primitive…! So… Tamaranian…! I miiiiised this~!!"
He fucked her for what felt like an eternity. He loved it. It was different from the rapid, forced releases from her mouth and tits. This was a deep, breeding urge, a need to fill her.
Squat, thrust. Squat, thrust. He leaned deeper and deeper into her. He could see her expression and her tits wobbling. This was sex. This was real sex.
"Mmm! I never thought—I never thought I'd have REAL sex on Earth!!"
Poor Dick Grayson…
"Thank you, thank you, thank youuu~!!"
Lucky Starfire…
She was getting fucked by a stud. A real fucking stud. Somebody worth to fuck her brains out. To make her more than smile—to make her grin and moan and actually arch her tits out wantily.
"I'm gonna… cum inside you!"
"Yes!" Starfire's eyes flew open, locking onto his. "Cum inside me! Paint my womb! Plug me with your human seed, my love! Do it! Now!"
"W-wait, are you sure—"
"Yessss! Do it! Cum inside mee!!"
He didn't have a say, her greedy, thicc legs wrapped around his waist, locking him in, ensuring every drop stayed inside. His cock throbbed violently inside her, each spurt a thick, hot injection directly into her depths. He felt his cum pushing into her, filling her, claiming her.
"Ohhh… fuck…!" she whimpered, her body shaking with a secondary, rolling orgasm triggered by the feeling of being filled. "It's… so hot… so much… you're… enlightening me…!"
As he pumped into her, she grabbed his face and her lips met his in a fierce, messy kiss. It was a kiss of possession, of shared triumph. His cum was still leaking from her stretched entrance around his plugged cock, a warm trickle down her ass, but she ignored it. She kissed him deeply, her tongue invading his mouth, tasting him, celebrating him.
When the kiss broke, she smiled, her face glowing. "Mmm….you did…phenomenally."
"T-thank you, Starfire."
"Mm~! Please remember to call me Kory," she whispered, kissing the corner of his lip cheekily. "No more Starfire. Here, with you, I am not a hero."
"Y-yeah, that makes…sense." The pizza guy paused and tasted the name. It wasn't the first time nor the last but…it showed intimacy. "Kory."
"Yes. Mwah!" She pecked him on the lips, giggling. "You have ruined me so beautifully."
He nodded, dazed.
She kissed him again, softer this time. "So, my horse-hung stud, want to go again?"
"Y-yes."
"Mm, how long?"
"How long? Uhh…for as long as you want?"
Starfire's green eyes glittered. "You can go as long as you want? Your balls don't empty?"
"N-no, fortunately not."
Starfire let out a, "Yipeee~!" Her legs released him and he thought he was going to have to move, only for her legs to hug him again and spin him to his back. He gasped as Starfire's tits swallowed his face. His cock and cum spilled out of her hole.
"Mmm! Love you! Love you, love you, wuuuv you~!"
Starfire continued burying his face in her tits as she hugged for no other reason than because she could. Once he was released, her udders hung above his face for a fraction of a second, then her grin came into view.
"I love it." Her hand had reached back and stroked his still hard cock to the tip. Her fingers conjoined at the tip and did this sort-of five-finger merge. "Are you really human!? Even my people can't have balls that keep on going forever!"
"I'm, ah, lucky?"
"Oooh, Raven did mention that! That there's sort of…mystical luck to you! It makes you have great friendships."
"Friendships…?"
"Mhm! Friendships! Love!"
Her eyes were an inch away from his, as were her lips.
"Hehe. You're lucky I'm still dating Dick Grayson. Otherwise…"
Schliiick!
"I would have gobbled you up a long time ago, my pizza delivery man!"
Her cunt slammed down on his cock and he groaned. Eyes rolling back, smiling, Kory started riding him like a pro. Her eyes flicked down, her smile turned into a grin, and—
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"I'm in LOVE with this cocccck~!!"
Kory was on top now. Those huge, magnificent breasts were bouncing as she rode him. Her orange hair flowed down to her butt usually but now…there was this glow and float to it. "Mmm!! So thick!! What do you eat!?"
"J-just pizza…!"
"X'Hal has blessed you~!! Blessed you so much!!"
Kory was fully taking control. Kory was fulling wanting his cock. Fully doing with it as she wanted. She was grinding down onto him, taking his entire length inside her with each downward plunge.
The pizza guy lay beneath her and his hands went for her ass cheeks. His fingers were smacking the soft, firm flesh. 'Fuck, fuck, fuuuck…!' His fingers twitched and sank into her ass cheeks.
How to describe them…they were like dough. Every part of her body was like dough. She was supposed to be muscled, maybe, as a hero. She wasn't. She was all womanly curves. All fat ass and big tits. That was Princess Koriand'r, Tamaran royalty and a member of the Teen Titans.
This was her. The real her.
"This is REAL COCCK~!!!"
Sex-addicted and needy and aggressive. She slammed down on his cock. She didn't hold back in the slightest. Why should she?
"This cock is sooo dreammmmy!! Love it, love it, loove ittt!!"
He was letting her have her pleasure. He was a tool, a magnificent cock for her to use, and he was utterly content with that role.
"Yes… yes…!" Kory moaned, her head thrown back. "This angle… I can control it… I can make you hit my spot…!" She rocked her hips, a rapid, piston-like motion that drove his cock into a particular, deep corner of her pussy. "There…! Oh, fuck… there!"
Her orgasm was swift and violent. Her pussy spasmed around him, her breasts jiggling. Always fucking jiggling. The pizza guy looked up with a drunk smile. "Cumming…! Again…!"
'I fucking love tits…!'
Bounce, bounce, bounce.
"Cumming, cumming, cummiiing~!!!"
Each climax seemed to come easier, faster, triggered by a new angle, a new depth, a new thought.
Starfire did that greedy thing where she wanted to kiss him, her breasts flattening against his chest. They kissed, a slow, lazy, deep kiss.
"You are… amazing," she murmured against his lips. "I have orgasmed more with you… in the past fifteen minutes than I have with Dick, nnggh, in our whole relationship." Brutal and compassionately honest. Kory delivered it with a proud, happy smile. "What a man," she sighed. "What a stud. What a cock."
She kissed him again, her hands roaming over his chest. Meanwhile, the pizza guy groped her ass, squeezing the round, perfect cheeks, relishing softness. She giggled, the sound happy and light.
"You love to grope me, hm?" she asked, nipping at his lower lip. "Every man does~!"
"Yeah, it's…everything about you…"
From tits to ass, Kory was built to fuck.
"Good," she purred. She rose up again, resuming her ride. Her pace changed, becoming slower, deeper, more sensual. She rolled her hips, grinding the base of his cock against her clit. "I want you to cum inside me again. Fill me. Mark me. Let me feel your cum for the rest of the night."
This was erotic grace. This was a masterpiece of a woman of pleasure-seeking. Her breasts bounced, her thighs flexed, and her smile concentrated joy. She watched his face, studying his reactions, adjusting her movements to maximize his pleasure—and hers.
"Oh gods, oh X'Haal! Oh my Lord! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for this coccck~!!"
Her pussy was a perfect, wet, and gripping his dick. It was like an expert pussy. She was an alien princess, bred for pleasure, for connection, for sex.
"I'm… gonna…" he groaned and he busted before he could do anything else. He came and filled her up and the princess sighed with a big, pleased smile. "Fuuck…! Cumming!"
Kory giggled, buried his face in her tits, and let the young man pump his creamy seed inside her. She didn't mind. Not one bit.
A soft, satisfied sigh escaped her lips. She smiled down at him, her green eyes glazed with pleasure. She lifted herself off, his cock sliding out with a wet, messy sound.
Cum leaked from her stretched pussy, a thick, creamy rivulet tracing a path down her inner thigh. She didn't seem to mind. She giggled, a light, happy sound, and leaned forward to peck him on the cheek. His cock, of course, remained hard. It never went soft. It stood there, a twelve-inch monument of flushed, eager flesh, twitching slightly as it awaited its next assignment.
"Mmm… you are a marvel," Kory whispered, her fingers tracing a lazy pattern on his chest. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, she sprang up from the bed. "But! I need the sun!"
"Huh? Oh…"
She padded over to the large window on the far side of her room. With a fluid motion, she opened it wide. Late afternoon sunlight streamed in, bathing her naked form in a warm, golden glow. Kory stretched, her body arching backward in a pose that was both casual and deliberately provocative. Her back curved, her ass lifted, her magnificent breasts thrust forward. She soaked in the rays, her skin seeming to absorb the light, a faint, ethereal shimmer passing over her bronze complexion.
Then she turned her head, looking back at him over her shoulder. Her smile was a tease, a challenge. She giggled again.
"Are you just going to lie there, my handsome delivery man? Or are you going to come over here and fuck me?"
The pizza guy didn't hesitate. He jumped off the bed, his cock bouncing like a toy. Kory giggled again. "So cute~!"
He reached her, his hands going to her hips. He smacked that left ass cheek, earning a tsunami-esque jiggle. As for Kory, she reached back between her own legs, her fingers finding his cock. She stroked it, a slow, admiring caress from the halfway point to tip. Her hot touch was infused with that same solar energy she was absorbing.
"Such a beautiful penis," Kory praised. "I love it. I really do."
He didn't need instructions, he was no amateur. He positioned himself, his cockhead finding her slick, waiting entrance. She was still dripping from his last deposit, making everything wetter, hotter, easier.
"Remember, pizza guy. Fuck me hard. Fuck me loudly. Dominate me. I want the whole city to hear how good your cock is. I want to scream your praises until my voice, well…" One last giggle. "Breaks."
WHAM!
A single, powerful, balls-deep thrust followed up. All twelve inches of him vanished into her hole, pubic bone and his heavy sack smacking firmly against her ass cheeks.
Kory's gasp was sharp, then it melted into a long, drawn-out moan of pure bliss. "Ohhh… X'Hal…!"
He held there, buried completely, letting her feel the full, stretching, occupying presence of his pipe inside her. Then he withdrew, almost all the way out, and slammed back in.
CLAP!
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"Yes! Yes!" Kory was already climbing in volume. "That's it! That's the cock! The biggest cock! The best cock! Fuck me! Fuck my brains out! Please!"
His hands left her hips and tangled in her long, flowing orange hair. He gathered it in his fists, using it as reins, pulling her head back slightly. Then—wham! He fucked her in coordination with a hair pull.
"Oh goddess!! I love this man! I love this human man and his coocccckkk!!"
Wham, wham, wham! Her fat booty had that tsunami-type visual. The pizza guy was familiar with it but not with an ass this fucking fat. Lord. He just kept pounding away, wanting to see it. It was a gesture of control, of domination, and she loved it. She moaned louder. She relished this cock ruining her from behind.
"I can feel it… all of it…!" she screamed, her voice echoing out the open window. "Every vein… every inch…! It's so thick! It's so deep! Dick never… Dick never filled me like this! Dick never reached here! Oh gods, you're hitting my soul!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
He was giving her exactly what she asked for—a hard, loud, dominating fuck. The wet slap of his balls against her ass mixed with the squelching of her over-stimulated pussy.
So Starfire broadcasted her pleasure to the city block.
"THIS IS THE BEST COCK ON EARTH!" she shrieked, her head pulled back by his grip on her hair. "THIS HUMAN… THIS PIZZA GUY… HE HAS A KING'S COCK! I'M SO LUCKY! I'M SO FUCKING LUCKY!"
Her ass jiggled with each impact, a mesmerizing bounce of perfect, round flesh. He drove into her, his own groans joining hers. Human and alien—fucking and coming together. What a glorious sight.
There were some men on this Earth that believed aliens could never live among humans. That their very presence incited conflict. Men like Brainiac were where they pointed to. These horrific aliens that wanted to colonize and subjugate humanity. The universe was a grand place too with trillions of species and intelligent life. Infinite amounts of evil possibility.
"I LOVE THIS HUMAN COCCCK~!""
What about Kory, hrm? What about this big-titty alien? What about her?
The pizza guy was suddenly quite certain of universal peace. As long as baddies like Kory existed…
"YES, YES, YES!!! PLEEEASE, PIZZA MAN! KEEP BRINGING ME PLEASURE! KEEP MAKING LOOOVE TO ME!!"
…peace was possible.
What a deep thought for such an animalistic event.
The sunlight warmed her back and her pussy milkied his cock with frantic, grateful pulses. He was already there. The pressure in his balls was a tangible, urgent knot. Her pussy was too good, her words too inspiring, her need too palpable.
"Gonna cum again," he grunted, his thrusts becoming shorter, harder, more focused. "Kory!? You ready!?"
"Yes! I'm ready! Cum!" Kory yelled, and then, as he felt the first uncontrollable surge begin, she turned her head, straining against his grip on her hair. Her face was tilted, her lips parted, her eyes pleading. "B-but first—kiss me! Sloppy kiss me! While you cum!"
He released her hair, one hand snapping to her cheek, turning her face fully toward him. He leaned down, his lips crashing against hers just as the orgasm detonated.
His cock throbbed violently inside her, and he kissed her deeply, messily. His tongue pushed into her mouth as his cum pushed into her womb. It was a dual invasion, a shared celebration. She kissed him back with equal fervor, her tongue dancing with his, tasting him, swallowing his moans as he swallowed hers.
He pumped into her, thick, hot ropes of seed painting her inner walls, filling the space his cock had carved. The kiss was wet, noisy, full of the shared breath of two people lost in a cheating, slutty moment. Her pussy clenched around him, triggering another rolling orgasm for her, her body shaking against his.
When the last spurt left him, he broke the kiss, panting. Cum was already leaking from her stretched entrance around his still-plugged cock, but they both ignored it. Kory's face was flushed, her lips swollen, her eyes shining.
"What a… wonderful… kiss," Kory remarked, a happy, conspiratorial smile on her face. "What a wonderful cock."
He slowly pulled out, his dick sliding free with a final, wet schlick. A gush of his cum followed, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor. Kory didn't even glance at it. She simply sank to her knees in front of him, right there by the window.
The sunlight bathed her naked form, and she seemed to absorb it, a visible rejuvenation washing over her. The slight fatigue from hours of fucking vanished. Her orange skin glowed brighter.
"The sun heals me," Kory said softly, looking up at him with those luminous eyes. "It gives me strength. It lets me keep going… forever."
She reached for his cock, which, as ever, was still hard, glistening with a mix of her juices and his cum. She didn't explain when she began to clean him.
Her tongue was warm, agile, thorough. She licked the shaft from base to tip, swallowing the remnants of their shared mess. She attended to his balls, cupping them in her hand and licking each one clean, her kisses gentle and worshipful. She made soft, appreciative noises as she worked, a ritual of preparation.
When he was clean, Kory stood up and asked, "Good?"
All the pizza guy could do was nod dumbly. Cue that lovely giggle again. She turned and walked toward the bathroom, her ass swaying. At the doorway, she paused, looked back at him, and giggled.
"Are you coming? The shower is fun."
He followed, his cock bouncing with each step, leading him like a compass pointing toward pleasure.
An hour later, they were still fucking.
The shower was large, tiled, steam-filled. Warm water cascaded over them, but it was secondary to the heat they were generating themselves. They were standing, face to face.
Ah, no, sorry, fucking face-to-face.
"Unh! Oh! Ohhhh! I love you! I love your dick! I love your penis—!"
So many ways to say it.
Kory's back was against the cool tile wall, her hands braced on his shoulders. He held her by her ass, lifting her slightly, his cock buried deep inside her.
This angle was different. It allowed a deep, penetrating thrust that went straight up, into the core of her. He wasn't pounding with the same frantic pace as before; this was a steady, drilling motion. Each thrust was a full, measured plunge, his hips rolling forward, driving his cock into her with a focused intensity.
Kory was infatuated. Her eyes were locked on his face, but her mind was wholly on his cock. Her moans were continuous, a low, happy hum that broke into louder cries with each deep stroke.
"It's… still… so big," Kory murmured, her head tilting back against the wall. "Mmm! Even after hours, it's still this—mmmph, monster~!! I can't… I can't get over it."
Water streamed over her breasts, making them glisten. They bounced. What a view. He watched them, mesmerized, as he fucked her.
"Not bad, huh?" he said, smiling.
"Not bad at all," Kory said with a giggle. "Are you sure you are not hiding something for me?"
Thrust. Her eyes rolled back.
"Are you sure you're not hiding something from me?" the pizza guy asked. "Come on, I'm all ears."
"Dick… Dick is good," she admitted, her voice husky with pleasure and honesty. "But Dick gets tired. Dick needs to recover. Dick is… human." She laughed, a breathy, delighted sound. "You… you are not. You are a god of sex. This cock… it owns me. It owns my pussy. It owns my mind."
"I see."
He looked up at the ceiling, then the male-oriented shampoos in his peripheral vision. He apologized to Dick once more before driving in deep again. Her cunt craved him. Sorry boyfriend, but there was no mistaking it.
"Fuck me silly," Kory begged, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Make me stupid with pleasure. I want to forget my own name. I want to only know this cock."
He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming faster. The shower amplified the sounds—the slap of wet flesh, the squelch of her pussy, the gasp of their combined breaths. Steam rose around them, cloaking them in a private, heated world.
Kory's declarations became fragments, broken by the relentless rhythm of his fucking.
"So… good…!"
"Deep… so deep…!"
"Cumming… again… always cumming…!"
Her orgasms repeated over and over again as he hammered into a particular spot. And like she said—he kept fucking. This ordinary pizza guy, he was fucking her like Nightwing couldn't.
How? How was this possible? Who fucking knew? Kory asked, he gave an answer, and she was okay with it.
He was better in bed because he was. That was that.
The water ran. Her body shook. Her breasts bounced. Her eyes rolled back in bliss.
He felt his own climax approaching,. He'd cum inside her so many times already, but this felt different—more intimate, more connected, here in the steamy closeness of the shower.
"Kory…"
"Yes…!" she gasped, her eyes snapping open to meet his. "Inside! Always inside! Give it to me!"
He drove in one last, deep, claiming thrust and held there, buried to the root. His cock erupted, another torrent of hot cum joining the countless deposits already within her. He pumped into her, his body shuddering, his hands gripping her ass tightly as he emptied himself.
Kory wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him in, ensuring every drop stayed. She kissed him, a soft, slow kiss under the streaming.
Was this the end?
"Mm…you sure love my tits?"
The pizza guy ended the kiss so that he could bury his face in her boobs. Go figure. Kory smiled and cradled him, giggling.
***
The pizza guy loved boobs.
"Aww, all tuckered out? It's okay, I know. You were blue-balled before coming here, right?"
He loved Kory's boobs most especially. He loved her larger frame as he buried himself in her breasts. He loved just lying there, cock rock hard and pressed flat on her stomach. His legs were spread dangled off her frame. The feeling of his lips in her boobs was what mattered.
The pizza guy just loved this.
"Come now. You don't just want to smother yourself in my breasts?"
He kinda did. He hummed and just let himself be cradled by her melons. They were literally melons with the softness of pillows. Why would he not just lay there—?
"Don't you want to fuck my ass?"
His eyes snapped open and he looked up to see Kory beaming down at him.
"Hm? Do you not?"
"I do," he said, mouth muffled by boobs. He picked himself up and shoved his cock between her tits. "But first—this!"
He thrust and thrust and Kory giggled. The tip of his cock tapped at her lips.
"S-such a lengthy cock! Mmm, and you sure are obsessed with my tits!"
"I am!" Thrust, thrust, thrust! He grabbed those melons and personally squeezed them into his shaft. He groaned. "Fuck, I love them! I really do!"
It didn't take long for him to go spurt, spurt, spuuurt all over her face. Kory laughed and let him squeeze his load out. Let all that precious baby batter fling over her and land on her hair and face. It was an impressive load, to be sure.
"Mm…" She licked her lips and wiped some of his creamy nut. Spurt, spurt, spuuurt! He was still going to. "You cum so much more than Dick—ah~!"
A rope of cum glazed over her left eyebrow down to her lips. It was a messy arc and Starfire had fortunately closed her eyes in time for it.
"S-sheesh. So much more than Dick. Are you sure you're even of the same species?" Kory contemplated after he was done. The pizza guy pulled out her huge tits, sighing. All the while Kory was left to clean up his facial with a couple tissues from the side table.
"Haah…" The pizza guy sat there, cock still hard and looking up at the ceiling. "I love my life…"
He suddenly felt a rush of the air.
"Then you are about to love it even more~!"
The pizza guy looked down and his already hard dick twitched at her words. She must have used super speed to clean herself. Kory was on all fours and fully showing the glorious, round ass cheeks. With both hands, she spread her cheeks to show the pink, puckered star of her asshole.
Her back arched, she was defying gravity a little. Most definitely, her powers were involved to keep her steady like this. Bent over, looking like she was on all fours when she wasn't.
Hand still splitting her cheeks, she wiggled herself for him. "So? Will you be a dear and do it?"
Gulp.
That perfect view of both her used pussy and the tight, virgin-like pucker above it.
"Have you ever…?"
"Oh yes. But…it was mildly disappointing."
There was genuine sadness in her. Dick was fine, she had said. When it came to fucking her pussy, he was just fine. However, when it came to anal sex, he was plain disappointing.
The pizza guy's greedy fingers settled on the soft, warm globes of her ass. He squeezed, hard, pulling them apart further. She giggled.
"Looks like I'll have to correct that," he said."
"Yes! It seems so!"
"You're so eager. A princess. A superhero. And you're on your knees, begging for my cock in your ass."
"Of course! A bigger cock has bigger privileges. That IS a staple on my planet." She threw a look that was either dirty or innocent. He couldn't tell, only that it made his dick harder.
"Maybe I should visit your planet someday," the pizza guy said, smiling.
"You should! You most certainly should! My people would love you and your penis!"
They exchanged rather cute smiles, despite what they were about to do. He spat into his hand, a crude, primal gesture, and slicked his already-wet cock. Then he used his thumb, pressing it against her tight entrance. He circled it, feeling the muscle clench and flutter.
"So tight," he grunted. "You think you can take this? All of it?"
"You have no idea the kind of bragging rights I will have at home for taking your kingly cock, my friend~!"
Kory winked at him. Heh, look at her.
"Is that right?" He replaced his thumb with his cock. He pressed and Kory let out a sharp, high whine. "You're not the only one that is going to get bragging rights…"
"Oh! It's… lovely! So thick too! Mmmph!"
He leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back, his mouth near her ear. His cock was throbbing hard. He wasn't going to stop and she knew it. "You wanted it, right." Nod, nod. "Then take it, you greedy alien whore."
Woah. Kory couldn't believe the sudden confidence in him and her asshole yielded to the cockhead.
"GUH!" Kory's whole body jerked, her arms buckling. She caught herself, her head hanging low. "Oh, gods…!"
He held there, letting her adjust to the incredible, burning stretch of just his tip. Her asshole was a furnace, tighter and hotter beyond belief.
"More! More, please! Give me more!"
Kory was thrilled. Kory was happy. He pulled back slightly, then pushed forward again, sinking another inch. The
"You're so fucking tight," he breathed, his own control fraying. "Tighter than your pussy. Like you're milking me already."
"I am! I am!" Kory babbled, giggling. "It's perfect! Don't stop! Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper—"
Deeper, deeper, deeper.
"Oh yesss! Yes! Yessssh!"
Until he was fully inside and she arched her spine and began gasping pathetically. To call her Starfire really did feel wrong.
This was Kory. This was the woman that wanted her ass fucked.
So he fucked it. Short, shallow thrusts at first, just working himself deeper into her tight asshole. Each inward push was met with a gasp, a whimper, a cry. Kory was shaking, her superhuman strength no defense against this kind of intimate, overwhelming penetration.
"Oh my X'Haaal~!! This cock! It's stretching my hole! Please! Pleeeease! I can't believe how you've blessed me!"
He realized, with a surge of possessive pride, that he had been holding back. With her pussy, he'd been following her lead, awed by her, trying to keep up with her alien stamina. But this? This was his. This was him taking. This was him proving that for all her power, for all her experience, his cock was the ultimate authority.
He straightened up, grabbed her hips, and slammed forward.
Kory's lost her voice. Her vision blanked.
He retreated and then buried half his length in one brutal stroke, her asshole swallowing him in a searing, tight embrace.
"CUMMIIIIING!! I'M ACTUALLY CUMMIIIING!!"
He fucked her with a different kind of purpose. It had nothing to do with her pleasure and everything to do with his own conquest.
THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!
A woman like Kory shouldn't have sounded so pathetic. She was a superhero and princess for god's sake.
"Yes! YES! Harder! Fuck me harder! I'm your whore! Your anal whore! Use me!"
Reality was often disappointing. For the pizza guy, however, reality was unexpectedly great. Grinning, he pistoned and fucked her asshole. He was drilling her, spearing her on his cock, claiming this deepest part of her.
"Cum!" she begged, the words tumbling out in a sobbing stream. "Making me cummm~! I love it! I love being your good little anal slut! Letting me cum like Dick never did!"
"Oh, he never made you cum during—"
"Nope! Haaah, no! No! Never! Not like this! Not with my ass!"
He smirked.
His hand slid over her sweaty stomach, down to her clit. It was swollen, throbbing. He pressed two fingers against it, rubbing hard, in time with his thrusts.
"W-w-wait—!"
The effect was instantaneous. Kory broke.
"Cummiiing~!!"
Then, with a bigger smirk, he smacked her ass.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Complete fucking domination.
Those tsunami waves of her booty were gorgeous to witness.
"What a fat fucking ass!"
Her pussy, untouched, gushed a fresh stream of fluid onto the sheets below. She was cumming from anal, her body betraying her completely, surrendering to a pleasure so intense it bordered on confusion.
"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! FROM MY ASS! YOUR COCK IS MAKING ME CUM FROM MY ASS!"
A big cock like the pizza guy's couldn't be defeated. Zatanna had tried, Kara Zor-El had tried. Absolute Catwoman tried. None succeeded.
Until now.
"Huh—?"
The pressure in his balls filled up in an instant. His cock went from throbbing normally to having the tip of his dick feel red.
"Oh fuck, fuck! Fuck!" The pizza guy grit his teeth. "K-Kory…!" This sudden tightness and heat, it fucked him over out of nowhere! He had fucked assholes before but this…
"Fuck! Cumming!"
Rope after thick rope of cum shot deep into her asshole. Yep, just like that. As he pumped her full, his cock jerking inside her with each pulse, he understood why.
'A-alien biology! Fuck! Her ass is—'
When that massive orgasm crashed on her, he was reminded of Mera. It was like her deepthroat. There was something biologically that did this to him.
When he was spent, he stayed there, lodged inside her, both of them panting, trembling. Kory had fallen into the pillows, her face wet with tears.
He slowly pulled out. A soft, wet pop sounded, followed by globs of his creamy cum from her gaping, used hole. She shuddered at the sensation. So did the pizza guy.
Alien holes really were different. Smiling, he smacked her ass. "Sorry, Kory, but…can you keep going?"
She shifted. She smiled.
"Mmm…yes~!"
If alien holes really were that much different, then he was keen on finding just how much different.
***
Hours later.
"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yessss!! I LOVE HAVING SEX SOOO MUUUCH!!"
The apartment was silent except for the sounds coming from Kory's room. She was sobbing and gasping from an overload of pleasure so profound it had broken through her superhuman endurance and reduced her to a quivering, vocal mess.
They were standing in the middle of the room. The pizza guy had her pinned against the wall, one of her legs hooked over his shoulder, bending her almost in half. Her other foot was flat on the floor. She was a taller woman and yet he was holding her up with ease.
Hysterical strength was said to come in times of need. Well, for the pizza guy, this was what need. A woman that was six-foot-four and over two hundred pounds, he was keeping her pinned. Keeping her fucked. Pounding into her pussy from this new, devastating angle.
His cockhead battered against her cervix with jackhammer force.
SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!
"MORE!" Kory howled, her head thrashing against the wall. "PLEASE! I CAN TAKE MORREEE~!!"
"You said you could take hours," he grunted, not slowing, his muscles coiling and releasing with machine-like precision. "You said you were superhuman. But, I mean, if you're being so loud about it…"
Kory wailed, her body convulsing around him in a continuous, rolling orgasm that had long since blurred into one endless seizure of pleasure. "YOUR COCK! YOUR COCK IS SO MUCH! IT'S FUCKING ME SENSELESS!"
He was dominating her completely. There was no finesse, no technique. Just raw strokes that hammered her g-spot and cervix simultaneously. Her huge breasts bounced with every impact, sweat flying from her skin. Her arms were limp at her sides, her fingers scrabbling uselessly against the drywall.
Then he stopped.
"You're my fucktoy," he said, smiling. "Say it."
"I'M YOUR FUCKTOY!" she screamed immediately, the words ripped from her. "YOUR COCK'S FUCKTOY!"
"You're a loud, begging whore."
"I'M A LOUD, BEGGING WHORE!" Kory was grinning and sobbing. The tears streamed down her face were utter ecstasy. "YOUR WHORE! JUST LET ME CUM AGAAAIN, PLEASE, I NEED TO CUM AGAIN!"
Heh.
He started again and his very first thrust hit a spot so deep, so intense, that her voice cracked into a silent scream. Kory went rigid, then limp, held up only by his grip on her thigh and his cock buried inside her. A fresh flood of her juices soaked his groin, dripping down his balls and thighs.
He fucked her through that catatonic state, his pace never faltering. He was a force of nature.
Once upon a time, humans thought Kory was a force of nature. Unstoppable and unbeatable in a fuck. Well. They were wrong.
Outside the room, the apartment's door opened.
"K-Kory…?"
"I'M CUMMIIING AGAIIIN~!!"
The woman at the door flinched. Raven had returned from her hot spring dip. She was slack-jawed, her cloak pulled tight around her. Her pale face was flushed with an unmistakable magenta.
"THIS! DICK! DICK! DIIICK! I LOVE DIIICK~!!"
The sounds were… unbelievable. The walls were practically vibrating with them. Spiritually, not just physically. Shrieks, sobs, and the wet, rhythmic thumping of athletic sex.
'By Azar…' Raven thought, her stomach doing a strange flip. She recognized Kory's voice, but the sounds she was making… the things she was saying… Raven had never heard her friend like this.
She assumed, with a logic born of embarrassment, that it was Dick. The unbridled volume of it was overwhelming and…it felt intrusive, even at the front door.
With a sigh of exasperation—and to hide the peculiar warmth spreading through her own body—Raven darted into the room, shut the door behind her, and raised a hand. A soft, dark violet aura emanated from her fingers.
"Azarath Metrion Zinthos."
A silencing spell, thick and potent, enveloped Raven's bedroom door, muffling the sex noises to nothing. Satisfied, and trying to ignore the curious, heated feeling in her own pussy, Raven flopped onto her bed.
"Maybe I should call the pizza guy," Raven murmured. She had overheard Kory and Dick fuck once before. They were a rather enthusiastic couple and if they had just started now, then they'd probably stop in another hour or two.
What Raven didn't realize was that her friend was not fucking Dick—and that Kory had been fucking for five hours already.
Was ignorance bliss? Perhaps. Perhaps not…
***
Morning light filtered through the blinds, painting stripes across the destroyed bedroom.
Kory—Starfire—lay on her back in the middle of the wrecked bed. Her legs were spread and a pool of creamy white cum was stuffed in both her holes.
The princess was ruined. Most men might look on and ask, "Is marriage even possible…?"
Because a stud had absolutely ravaged this slut for nearly fifteen hours straight. Whatever princess-like attribute was in Kory was gone. Her orange hair was a matted, sweaty tangle. Her face was slack, pupils rolled back, showing only the lighter shade of green. Her tongue lolled slightly from her parted, swollen lips.
The proud, powerful alien princess was supposed to be from a planet that was sex positive. Indeed, they even held a reputation of being the best in bed. As a princess, she had a reputation to keep and she did.
Until today. Until yesterday. She looked utterly used and defeated.
Bite marks were on her shoulders and breasts. Finger-shaped bruises on her hips and ass cheeks. Her pussy was swollen as white cum continued to leak from it to pool beneath her on the soaked sheets. Her asshole, similarly, was puffy and slack and also fucking stuffed.
She was breathing in shallow hitches. Completely insensate. Fucked into a coma of pleasure.
The pizza guy sat on the bed, pulling on his pants that were not his. They were Dick Grayson's. "Sorry, man, but, uh…need 'em," he murmured.
He did walk in here naked and as much as he liked the initial entry, he didn't want to walk back out naked either. Especially if Raven was around. His cock, semi-hard even now, twitched as it disappeared into the black pants. Thank god he and Dick were largely the same size.
The pizza guy then looked at his handiwork. He smiled.
He'd done that. He'd reduced a superheroine to a drooling, creampied mess.
He buttoned his shirt. He looked at her face again and kissed her on the cheek.
"Well, um…until another order, I guess." He got up, scratching his head. "Bye, Kory."
Her only response was a mewl.
He walked to the bedroom door, opened it quietly, and crept into the silent living room. Phew. The apartment was still. He could see Raven's door was closed. He moved to the main metal door, unlocked it, and stepped out into the hallway.
The hallway was a shock to his system. It felt alien after the humid, sweaty, sex-soaked atmosphere of Kory's bedroom. Fifteen hours was no joke, even with showers in between.
He adjusted the shirt. It was a weird, guilty thrill. 'I'm wearing her boyfriend's pants. I just fucked his girlfriend for fifteen hours. I destroyed her.'
He shook his head, trying to clear the lingering haze of pleasure and exhaustion.
He walked down the hall, the memory of her final, blissed-out mewl echoing in his ears. The elevator ride down to the garage was silent, empty. He stared at his own reflection in the metallic doors.
See, usually, he parked outside. But for tonight, while fucking, Kory had told him to park his car inside.
"You don't want a ticket, do you?"
He didn't, so he scrambled down and parked it in the garage.
His car had the pizza delivery sign magnet on the roof and was parked in the "guest" corner. It looked pathetic next to the sleek, expensive vehicles around it. As he approached, his steps slowed. His heart, which had been thumping a steady, post-coital rhythm, suddenly stuttered.
There was a man leaning against his car.
'Uhhh…'
Not just any man; this man was tall, lean, with an athletic build that screamed peak human condition. He wore dark jeans and a simple black t-shirt. Pretty much the same clothes the pizza guy was wearing. His posture was relaxed, one foot propped against the bumper, arms crossed. His hair was dark, short, and impeccably styled. Even in the gloom of the garage, his features were handsome, sharp, with a confident, easy smile playing on his lips.
It was Dick Grayson.
'Nightwing….!
His pulse skyrocketed. He thought about high-tailing it out of there, but Dick saw him. God dammit. The pizza guy had no choice but to keep trudging on. Dick's smile widened as he approached. It was a friendly, open smile. Not a threatening one. Not a jealous, vengeful one. It was the smile of a guy who was just… waiting.
Right?
"Oh hey, look at that! We're wearing the same clothes!" Dick exclaimed while pointing and chuckling. The pizza guy stopped and pretended to just now notice.
"Y-yeah. Wow. What a coincidence."
"Right?" Dick's eyes scanned him, a quick, assessing glance. There was no recognition, no suspicion. Just curiosity about a stranger in his garage. "Say, you live here?"
"N-no. Delivery. Pizza."
"Right, right," Dick nodded, his gaze drifting past him toward the elevator. "I just got back. Long work thing." He sighed, stretching his shoulders. Then he looked back at the pizza guy, his expression shifting to something more… conversational. "Man, did you hear that just an hour ago? Outside? Sheesh." He chuckled, a light, amused sound. "That chick was LOUD."
The pizza guy's blood ran cold. He heard. He heard everything. Kory's shrieks, her declarations, her fucking praise for his cock. Dick had been outside, listening, and he'd just… chuckled about it.
"Y-yeah..."
"Honestly thought it was some dude blasting their porn. But nah, it was definitely some dude pounding a girl." Dick chuckled. "Think it might not have been his girl either, haha!"
"Y-yeah," the pizza guy stammered, his voice a thin, reedy whisper. "Uh…yeah."
Was this a trap? Some sick power play? Was Dick Grayson, the world's greatest detective's protégé, just pretending to be ignorant, lulling him into a false sense of security before tearing his head off? The pizza guy's mind raced. Dick's smile remained, easy and unreadable.
"So," Dick began patting the hood of the car. "This yours?"
The pizza guy nodded, a jerky, nervous motion. "Yeah."
"Cool, cool." Dick scratched the back of his head, a gesture that seemed genuinely awkward, not performative. "Sorry, but do you mind opening your trunk?"
The pizza guy blinked. "My car trunk? S-sure, but, um, why?"
Dick's expression turned sheepish, almost embarrassed. "It's… well… kind of a weird ask. Did you, maybe, pick up like… a lasso recently? Like, a golden rope?"
The pizza guy's mind snapped to a memory from a long, long while ago. That of him and Wonder Woman—and then him retrieving the Lasso of Truth.
He was…here for that?
A wave of pure, dizzying relief washed over him.
'He's not here for Kory. He doesn't know. He's here for the lasso.' The tension in his shoulders dissolved. 'Must have used a tracker or something. Maybe Wonder Woman sent him? Regardless, no point in me keeping it.'
"Oh! Yeah, yeah," he said, his voice suddenly too loud, too eager. He fumbled for his keys, his hands shaking. "I found it on the ground. Just… picked it up. Didn't know what it was. It looked expensive though."
"Don't make a habit out of it," Dick quipped.
"Y-yeah, definitely won't if it's yours." In order to seem normal, he asked, "Um, but wait, how do you know I have it?"
"It belongs to my…step-mother. She has a tracker. I go around the city for work so she had me chasing it and…" Yeah, he was lying through his teeth. "Well, here I am. Trust me, man, I'd much rather be hearing those chick's moans."
Trying to distract with him jokes. Nice. The pizza guy pretended to believe him. "Ohh, okay."
He popped the trunk open. The interior was a mess of old newspapers, empty pizza boxes, and a single, coiled golden rope resting atop the clutter. It glinted in the garage's low light.
"Is that it?" the pizza guy asked, pointing. He didn't want to touch in case the lasso made him say something he didn't want to say.
Dick's eyes lit up with genuine gratitude. "Ah! Thank you!" He reached in and carefully retrieved the lasso, handling it with a practiced, respectful reverence. "Man, I was really worried about this. It's… kind of important." He turned to the pizza guy, his smile now warm and relieved. "Sorry for making you nervous."
"It's fine, it's fine."
Dick snickered. "You thought I was going to shoot you or something, right?"
"Y-yeah."
'But not for the reasons you think.'
Dick laughed, a good-natured, hearty sound. "Well, don't worry! Crime rate isn't bad as it used to be! Don't gotta be that concerned over a robbery."
He nodded along. "True. True."
"But more than that, I'm glad people like you still exist in Gotham. Helps a lot." Dick coiled the lasso neatly and tucked it under his arm. "Seriously, thanks. This saves me a lot of trouble."
He extended his hand.
The pizza guy stared at it for a second. This was Dick Grayson's hand. The hand of the man whose girlfriend he had just fucked into a coma. The hand of a superhero. The hand of the guy who was, right now, wearing a smile of pure, unadulterated thanks.
He took it.
Dick's grip was firm, confident, strong. A handshake that spoke of training and power. It was a friendly shake.
"No problem," the pizza guy mumbled, his own grip weak and clammy.
"Take care," Dick said, nodding. He turned and walked back toward the elevator, the lasso in hand. He looked once last time and waved at him before entering the elevator. Before going up to his girlfriend's apartment unit. Back to Kory, who was currently lying in a cum-filled stupor on their bed.
The pizza guy stood there, staring at Dick's retreating form until the elevator doors closed. The silence of the garage rushed back in, thick and heavy.
He slowly closed his trunk. The click of the latch echoed in the concrete space.
He walked to the driver's side, unlocked the door, and slid inside. The familiar, worn scent of his car filled his nostrils. It was a stark, ugly contrast to the exotic, sexual scent of Kory and her bedroom.
He sat there for a long minute, hands on the steering wheel, not moving.
Dick Grayson. Nightwing. The guy was… jolly. They'd encountered each other once before when Kory ordered.
Well. Thank god he didn't recognize his own girlfriend's voice. Otherwise, that handshake might have killed him.
The pizza guy looked down at his own hand, the one Dick had shook. He flexed his fingers.
"Man. What even is my life?"
He'd just handed over the Lasso of Truth to Dick Grayson. He'd just interacted with one of the most capable, dangerous men in the world. And Dick hadn't known. Hadn't sensed it. Hadn't looked at him and seen the guilt, the sweat, the borrowed clothes, and the ghost of Kory's kisses on his lips.
He started the car. The engine coughed to life. He drove out of the garage, into the gray light of a Gotham afternoon. The city was busy, loud, and indifferent like usual. He navigated the streets while just…basking in his victory.
It was a victory, right? It had to be. It wasn't a defeat, after all.
'I fucked Starfire. I ruined her. I wore her boyfriend's clothes. And her boyfriend—friggin' Nightwing—thanked me for…well, something else but he STILL thanked me right after.'
The absurdity of it was so profound it felt like a dream.
He drove, the car carrying him away from the apartment tower, away from the scene of his conquest. The pizza guy knew, with a cold, certain clarity, that he would remember the feel of Dick Grayson's handshake, the friendly pat on his car, and the casual chuckle about the "loud chick".
The same way he would remember the feel of Kory's pussy.
The pizza guy gulped.
Dick didn't realize the guy he just thanked had completely destroyed his girlfriend's pussy forever. And it wasn't a grand supervillain that did it either, it was just some pizza guy.