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A low dusty-filled wind rippled through the old abandoned ghost town, a tumbleweed bounced across the street and off into the distance, somebody was playing that 'Wah-wah-wah' music… and someone else was playing the Spanish guitar and singing in a mariachi troop.
"Ay! Yi Yi Yaaai!" they sang, two Latino gentlemen, one of African descent, and one woman in a mustache… all of them in sombreros and playing guitars. One MIGHT think we've been transported back into the old west… but you'd obviously be wrong as a modern-day car sped through the dirt road behind the long abandoned Ghost Town outside of Gotham City…
What was once a part of Gotham history was now little more than a tourist attraction. Gotham Ghost Town was often rented out for television or movie shoots, sometimes used as a hideout for Gotham criminals… but more often than not—Wild West Shows and western LARP sessions.
"SNIIIF! AH… Smell that dusty air. Reminds me of home." Tina "DD Dallas" Williams stepped out of the car. "REALLY Reminds me of home." She declared in a dark black duster coat, buttoned up black shirt, which naturally had difficulty containing her famous double Ds, tight, faded jeans, and black cowgirl boots complete with spurs. She topped her beautiful blonde-haired head with a black Stetson. "I feel COMPLETE." She declared.
"I feel great!" cheered Izzy, also getting out of the car, polishing off a 'deputy' badge on her chest, and grinning proudly. "…Come ON, you look great!" said Izzy before knocking on the roof of the car.
Time: 11:09 AM. Place: Gotham Ghost Town (Parking Lot)
"She does look great," Tina said with a pretty smile as the other LARPers gazed at the beautiful girls in awe, and the third member of their troop got out of her car.
"Of course, I look great." Said Wonder Woman, opening the driver's side and getting out of the car, wearing a rather elaborate red dress and corset. The kind you'd see on a saloon showgirl, her normally long and sleek hair was dolled up into a poofy hairstyle, and she was wearing fishnet stockings and heels. "I look like you crossed Wonder Woman and a Saloon dancer!" she said, suddenly getting far more gazes than the busty cowgirl and the busty deputy… then again, HER bust was just out there and pushed up, thanks to the corset.
…Though I guess to be fair, Wonder Woman wears a corset a lot anyway, but now she looked more like a floozy.
"You don't look like Wonder Woman crossed with a Saloon girl." Said Tina as Izzy bent over back in the car and found what she was looking for, a Wonder Woman Tiara, pulling it out and putting it on a somewhat bemused Wonder Woman's forehead.
"NOW you look like Wonder Woman crossed with a Saloon girl." She teased, but took her by the hand. "Even though technically you're the saloon owner. Now come ON! You look great! You're going to have so much fun!"
"Uh huh…" mumbled Wonder Woman as Tina walked along, "You know HER I get." She said, gesturing to Tina over her smooth, bare shoulders with her thumb. "She doesn't need an excuse to walk around in cowgirl boots and a cowboy hat any and every day and the week. But when YOU said LARPing I thought we were talking pointy-eared elves and beardy dwarves."
"Well, that's just biased. I like all kinds of LARPing. Cosmic Sojourn, Planet Battle, Lord of the Bracelets. Just because I like fantasy doesn't mean I don't like a big GUN now and then…"
"We get those all the time." Laughed Tina, she might have missed the 'her tits are real' joke, but she got the big dick one in quick… speaking of. "And I got these…" she tossed open her duster, grabbed a pair of revolvers, and drew them in a quick draw.
"Holy shit, Tina! Are those real?!" Izzy gasped nervously, and before Tina could comment on the very real nature of her double ds, Izzy quickly added. "Don't bring real guns to a LARP!" she declared as Wonder Woman saw the saloon, and figured not only did she need a drink, but she kinda felt it's where she needed to go anyway. Tina, on the other hand, raised her guns and pulled the trigger. Pop! Pop!
"Of course, these guns are not real, I'm not stupid…" Tina replied, spinning her pop guns and holstering them expertly with a smile and a wink to some other LARPers who clapped at her performance. "I left my real ones at home." She added, then paused. "…We seem to be missing our Saloon Owner."
"What? Oh… shit. Um…" Izzy looked around, "…I'm going to find the manager and tell her we're here before I go looking for her then."
"Great. I'm going to go find my gang and a horse. Got to pick out a good one before they're taken." Tina winked. Izzy briefly looked around again as the busty cowgirl went to claim a steed, "…She's not Veronica, right? She'll be fine." She said. Admittedly, Wonder Woman WAS actually one of the more saner Superbabes…
…Except, of course, when it came to one… PARTICULAR fetish.
Wonder Woman's booted heels click-clacked across the relatively clean saloon. She strutted across the floor and right behind the bar, expecting glass bottles full of water, she was pleasantly surprised to find that NO… the booze was very real.
"Well. I have to give them points for authenticity." She pulled the whiskey bottle from the shelf, a glass from under it, and poured herself an admittedly small shot. She downed it quickly, "WOO!" she chuckled, feeling the burn. "Definite points for authenticity."
"Well, hey there, little lady." She blinked, turning around and glancing at the guy who was trying out his absolute BEST Marion 'Duke' Morrison impression. "Mind if I get a shot of that?"
At the very least, the guy looked like a cowboy, but his face, hair, and impression screamed out of towner, here for a good time. Short strawberry blonde hair, short but wide nose, short overall at about 5'7", dark blue eyes, and a boyish look to him that screamed virgin.
…Y'all know where this is going. She locked onto him like a heatseeker at a volcano.
"Oh… Sweetie." She purred, turning around and letting him gaze into her cleavage with renewed awe… he had only spotted her from behind, but turns out the old brothel madam he thought was working behind the counter was an all-natural soft-bodied beauty… wearing a Wonder Woman Tiara for some reason.
"Holy-" his voice dropped the accent as he viewed her fully in awe. She smiled, resting her hands on the counter and letting him gaze into her prominent cleavage. "Ahem." He cleared his throat and brought up his Duke impression again. "…Well, aren't you a flower in the desert?"
"Ha-ha-ha…" she melodiously laughed, her bust wobbling enticingly as she smiled. "That's sweet of you, Sweetie…" she purred as he blushed, and cleared his throat again. "…Afraid I can't give boys booze." She said, "How old are you, Sweetie?" she purred as he cleared his throat and said confidently.
"22." He said quickly, without the Duke voice, but she raised an eyebrow, leaned closer, and sniffed him playfully. His face furiously red, she leaned back and cocked an eyebrow. "…20." He said meekly as she continued to smile at him, breaking him with only a sultry gaze as he finally admitted defeat. "18…"
She chuckled, then looked around the bar, then under the bar, before finding a VERY not era appropriate refrigerator. Opening it up, she found several bottles of root beer. She grabbed one and put it on the counter for him. Winking at him. "…want me to open it up for you, Sweetie?"
"I got it, little lady." Who was definitely NOT so little. He popped off the cap of the bottle using the end of the bar; it went flying off and bounced off the back of the bar into the mercifully empty spittoon with a clang.
"Hmm-hmm.." she chuckled as he stared, tilting it back like he was dying of thirst after a hard right. "Nice shot, Sweetie." She purred. "…So what's your name, cowboy?" she said as he pulled away the bottle, smacking his lips.
"Bernard Bonyx." He said, then paused. "Uh, I mean…" bringing up the accent again. "John Wayne." He said charmingly as she laughed.
"If you say so, sweetie." She said, "…I like Bernard better." She added in a sultry whisper as his slightly red face went FURIOUSLY red.
"…W-Well, what's your name, gorgeous? You look like a Rose or a Ms. Kitty…" he paused, "…Actually, you look like Wonder Woman as a Saloon madam." He added uncertainly as she laughed again melodiously, her breasts wobbling… and his eyes bouncing along like they were in a singalong.
"Oh, Sweetie, you have no idea." She chuckled, drinking her whiskey.
"Well, you still look prettier than a lake in a desert. Something I'd definitely want to see after a long ride." He said, getting back into his accent and character as she smiled. He was cute… she'll let it slide. She was a tall drink of water after all.
"Well, you're a sweet talker, aren't you?" she said sultrily. "…Sweetie. Just ride into town?"
"Yeah. From Coast City." He said, "It was a long ride and I could use some companionship." He said, really getting into character… maybe it was the two shots of whisker, or the fact that she looked like a wild west painted lady fused with Wonder Woman… but maybe she really COULD have some fun here today. "Don't suppose you're open to a little… roll in the hay?" he joked as she cocked an eyebrow.
…She was 90% certain he was only playing a role. She had a guy once who fully committed to Solomon Grundy roleplay, so she wasn't completely out of the question that it was all in good fun. Granted, a lesser woman might have slapped him or ignored him… but this was Superbabes' Wonder Woman…
The Virgin Killer. The Confidence Builder. The Graceful Graduator of boys to men (and some women)... and he WAS cute.
"There are some bedrooms upstairs." She said, even though she's never been here before, she was fairly certain that, as the saloon, there were in fact bedrooms upstairs.
"What?"
"You want company, Sweetie? Right?" she smiled at him sultrily and began sashaying around the counter, running her hand over the polished wood as she walked around towards him. He followed her every step and every sway of her hip. She looked every INCH like a Wonder Woman, Ms. Kitty… particularly in the chest and hips. "…Don't ask for something you don't want…" she said as he blinked at her, wide-eyed, his brain completely shut down as she ran a hand over his chest. "…How about we go upstairs and… go for a ride together?"
She then took his hand.
"Hold up, are you serious?" he replied as she led him easily to the stairs. "This… this is part of the show, right?"
"The real show starts upstairs…" she said with a sexy purr, before leaving him at the foot of the stairs and heading up, swaying her shapely behind in the red dress as his eyes followed, and soon his feet did the same following her body up the steps like she was singing a siren song, she opened the first door she found and there was a particularly large old western style bed. Perfect…" she sultrily glanced over her smooth shoulders at him before swaying inside.
Bernard followed her in, as if trying to be polite about her seduction as she gently pulled him in, all smiles and sunshine… before ominously shutting the door behind him and pressing him against the wood. "…You're serious?" he replied, looking AWED that she'd even consider doing what she was about to do with him. She ran her hands over his skinny chest as she grinned at him.
"As a heart attack." She ran her tongue over her ruby red lips, feeling his heart rapidly beating as she chuckled. "Yours is going pretty fast now…" Her lips closed it, almost touching his. "…You could just say NO sweetie…" she said…
…Like anyone COULD fucking say no to her.
She was grinning as his hands rested on her ass and squeezed. "Oh… guess that's a yes then. MMn…" she pressed her lips to his and spread his lips with her tongue, sliding it into his mouth as he squeezed her ass cheeks, pulling her against him. "Mmgh! Mmn…" his hand sank deep into her rear as her breasts rubbed his chest. She towered over him now, kissing down into his mouth and slapping her tongue against his before abruptly pulling away. Turning around, she grabbed him by the hand, approaching the bed. "Come here, sweetie, time to become a man…" she was trying a slight Ronnie-Bell light accent… in other words, it was somewhere between the southern belle and the Texas drawl of Tina… but it was still having a positive effect on him…
Obviously, this was Wonder Woman we're talking about, and he's a virgin. She had no chance…
"SNIIIF…" she pressed her face to his jeans, and sniffed, obviously, sitting on the bed and giggling. "Oh, I can smell a virgin a mile away."
"I-I'm not a virgin." He tried to deny as she pouted up at him, her cheek against his growing bulge. She suddenly stood up, hooking her hand behind his head and shoving him into her cleavage. "MMgh!"
"We don't take kindly to liars around these parts…" she said silkily, feeling his bulge through his jeans. "I like good boys who can be naughty, not naughty boys who pretend to be good…" holding him firmly in her chest as she stroked his head and his back, while grinding against his crotch. "MMmn…" Suffocating him with tits. "Lying bad boys get punished…" she cooed, shaking her tits on his face before pulling him out from the sweet marshmallow hell. "Good sweetie boys get rewarded…" she cooed, "Which do you want to be? Sweetie?"
He moaned dazedly, lack of oxygen and drunk on lust has that effect. But he managed to get out. "I'm a virgin." He admitted sheepishly as she giggled and abruptly threw him onto his back on the bed. "Oof!" he grunted as she turned around and slipped her hands under her saloon girl dress, fiddling, and pushing her lacy thong underwear down to the floor… before lifting her skirt and smiling confidently as she wiggled her hips side to side exposing her silky pussy to him as he gaped at her, unsure if he should believe his luck as his bulge pulsated against his pants.
"Good boy, Sweetie." She declared before letting the dress go, it dropped, hiding her bare pussy, before she crawled across his body, sliding her big breasts in the corset over his chest. "But for being a bad liar… You still need to be-" she swung her body over his face, kneeling around his head as he gazed up into her dress. "Punished."
"MMGH!!" he gasped as she sat fully on his face, smiling as she covered him completely with her skirt and rested her hands on his head.
"Lick it, sweetie, just slide your tongue inside." She cooed, his hands rested around her legs as he tentatively poked and slid his tongue into her. "Oooh…" she moaned softly, gyrating on his face… Slowly and sensually, as he steadily got his first taste of Grade A pussy juice. "Good, Sweetie, just like that… lick it. Kiss it. MMn…" his hands soon sliding from her legs to her ass. "Oh YES Sweetie… just like that…" she licked her lips, "oooh…" writhing on his mouth and lips as she glanced over her shoulder at his bulging crotch. "…Hee-hee…" she purred and slowly tugged apart her corset. Because of COURSE this thing didn't have a zipper. Izzy was thorough in her cosplay. "Oh… Oooh…" she shivered erotically on his tongue as he moaned.
Her breasts exploded from the corset once it had been loosened enough, wobbling firmly on her chest as she wiggled on his face. "Mmn… okay, Sweetie, I think you've been punished enough, you should be rewarded. Oh…" she cooed again, rubbing his head through her skirt before shifting herself without giving him fresh air. But he had silky pussy to sustain him; he'll be fine. Wonder Woman rested her hands on his hips before thrusting and rolling her hips on his face, sliding his tongue in and out of her before she promptly and fully dropped her body onto him. "AH…" she rubbed her chest on his stomach before rubbing at his bulge, feeling his hands shoot directly to her ass and squeezing it firmly as if glued there. "Like how that feels in your hands, Sweetie?" she giggled as he moaned happily into her pussy. "Well, just wait until I get MY hands on you…" and to emphasize what she meant, she rested them on his bulge, FULLY embracing them.
"MMGh!!" She paused and was instantly aware that something was 'off'. Not weird, or strange, just… off…
Like you order a Pep but instead get a Dr. Popper…
She hesitated, fondling his balls slowly as if to 'feel' them out, before finally properly unbuckling his cowboy belt buckle and freeing his revolver. "Oh…" she cooed softly as his admittedly average size DICK bulged eagerly towards her lips, as if trying to bust her teeth down… but what caught her attention was his oversized balls…
…Like how was he expected to ride a horse with those? They were so big.
"Oh, Sweetie… look at these big swollen things… don't worry, I'll help you soothe them." She cooed, wrapping her lips around his tip immediately afterward and sliding her lips slowly up and down on them. "Mmgh… mgh…" burying his nose into his MASSIVE ball sack, taking all of him into her throat as he moaned into her pussy, clinging desperately to her shapely ass as she wiggled her hips on his face, feeling his tongue sliding into her as she giggled. "Mmn! Mmn! Ah…" she rubbed his sack almost absently between her sudden nosedives and watched them shivering on her fingers. Big and sensitive? Well then, only one thing to do about it. "MWAH…" he popped off his cock and slid her tongue down his shaft, stroking it with her other hand as she sensually sucked in one nut. "Mmn! Mmngh!"
"MMGH!!" he bucked his hips suddenly as pre-cum oozed from his tip. She chuckled, licking and slurping his nut loudly and wetly before sliding up his length, loudly popping on his tip to clean him up, then back down, wrapping her lips around his other nut. "Mmgh! Mmn…"
"Don't worry, Sweetie, I'm a professional…" she cooed, shaking her ass as he squeezed and sucked on her pussy. "I know you want to cum, but you want to do it in a nice. WARM…. Hole." She let her tongue dance on his sack, "Mwah." Leaving a fresh lipstick print on his balls before shooting upright on his face. His cock wiggled and danced eagerly as she smiled, then rolled off him onto her back. "Come here, Sweetie… let's get to the GOOD stuff." She cooed, lying on her back as he rolled over awkwardly, pushing his pants and underwear off, kicking his clothes away as he scrambled…
"Are you sure?" he said, his hips mindlessly bucking at the air as he knelt between her open legs. She spread her wet pussy as he gazed into it as if staring into the abyss. "…I have Hyperspermia…" she tilted her head, and he sighed, his cock twitching eagerly regardless of his 'condition'. But before he could explain what that meant.
"You cum a lot, huh?" she replied with a soft smile.
"You know what that is?" he replied, surprised.
"I might look like a whore sweetie, but I'm smarter than I look." She declared, and wiggled her hip encouragingly, "…It's fine, come on in…"
"But-"
"Sweetie." She said, sweetly. "When a woman tells you to FUCK her. You fuck her…" She slid her fingers into her pussy, licking her lips and smiling warmly at him. "…See this hole, sweetie? Fill it up." She purred sultrily as he twitched.
"…Just pull out." He said to himself, stroking his cock as he loomed over her, lining up his dick with her soft folds. "Just pull out before you bust."
"MMn…" she moaned sensually, writhing erotically on the bed as if dancing, his tip poking at her folds before finally. "Oh, YEAH, Sweetie. There you GO… Go on now. Oh Yeah… In and out…" she smiled at him, holding his head as he pushed his hips forward, then buried himself into her and pulled away. "Ah… Ah. Yeah…" she pulled his face into her chest. "Mmn! Keep pumping, Sweetie. Oh YEAH OH… I like that."
"Ugh! Ugh!" he pumped slowly at first, then he began to speed up, his big balls slapping at her ass as he grabbed her breasts. "Ugh! Aah!"
"Like that pussy, Sweetie?" she purred up at him as he kept slamming deep against her, his instincts taking over. "Like how it feels around your big cock?"
"Ugh! YEAH!" pounding her body, eyes rolling up into his head. "Oh GOD, it feels amazing! I can't stop! I can't!" Wonder Woman giggled seductively, "I-I… I got… I got to pull out!" he moaned, even though he started thrusting deeper into her.
"Oh YEAH you got to pull out…" she teased, "You're going to end up knocking me up with all that THICK. WARM. CUM…" she purred up at him, it only made him harder as he pumped into her, but "Going to put your sweetie babies in me at this rate-"
"OH God! I'm going to get you pregnant!" he gasped and tried to pull out of her, only for her legs to suddenly wrap around him like a bear trap, only three times as tight and not nearly as painful… "UUUGH!!"
"Oh! OOOH YEAH Sweetie…" Wonder Woman smiled as he buried his cock into her and unloaded a BOMB of semen directly inside her. "Oh! That's a nice hot LOAD of cum… all for me…" she giggled seductively, pulling his twitching body onto her as he moaned deliriously, bucking his hips over and over and positively DUMPING what felt like a year's worth of jizz into her. "Oh, Sweetie… MMn. Feels good…" she cooed into his ear as he panted. "Feels good to fill a pussy…" she rubbed his body, but glanced down at his hips still slamming against her… still cumming. "Wow, you were pent up…"
"Oh my god, it feels so good." He moaned, lying in her warm embrace as he kept filling her. "Oh my GOD!" he gasped and pushed up. "Oh my god, I'm sorry I came inside you?" she blinked up at him and smiled.
"…Sweetie, relax." She said as he began to hyperventilate. "Sweetie. I'm on the pill." Lots of them. Orders' Patented Chemical Contraceptive Cocktail made sure of that.
"What?" he blinked
"Just because we're pretending to be in the old west doesn't mean we're using animal bladders, silk, or linen for condoms." She said as he blinked down at her.
"…Wow, you really are smart."
"Thank you, sweetie." He kept bucking his hips against her, shooting rope after rope inside.
"…So does that mean I can keep going?" he asked as his cock throbbed erectly inside her.
"I'd be disappointed if you didn't, Sweetie." She said playfully as he rubbed her sensual body.
"…Can I… pretend I can knock you up then?"
"I'd be disappointed if you didn't… SWEETIE." She repeated sensually, that would've gotten MOST people to bust a nut inside her then and there… and he was no different.
"MMGH!" he shivered, pumping her with another rush of cum as she giggled, rubbing his arms.
"Well, go on, Sweetie, use the saloon girl however you want. "OH!" he suddenly pushed on her lower belly. "MMGH!" she writhed softly as he pushed her cervix, feeling his cock through her body with his fingers as he slid in and out of her. "Ooh… Ooooh." She cooed softly, shaking at the sudden surprise climax as her toes curled. "Oh! Oh!" he began pumping into her, grabbing her ankles, pulling them up and folding them over, her toes touched the cold brass that made up the head of the bed, pumping into her body now. "Ugh! A ha-haaah…" she cooed softly as he pumped away at her.
"You feel! So good!" he declared, rolling his hips hard against her.
"Ugh! Ugh! Haah!" she gasped erotically, shaking under him as he drove his cock into her again and again. "Oh! Yes! Sweetie! Oh!"
"You want it! You want my baby!"
'I want your baby!" she cooed up at him, smiling prettily, "I want your baby! Pump! Me! Full! Of! CUM!! OOH!" folding her in half, pounding down into her as she bit her bottom lip and gazed up at him, grabbing onto his arms as they let go of her ankles and grabbed the brass bars over her head, thrusting and ramming into her. "Fill it up, Sweetie! Fill up that pussy! OH! YES!!" she gasped as he buried his cock into her and began dumping another plentiful load into her. "Oh! Ooo... OH!!" he pushed down on her cervix again, even as he slammed deep into her and gasped, shooting more cum into her body until it gushed out of her pussy. "Oooh! Ooh…" she grabbed his head. "Come here, sweetie, kiss me as you breed me."
His cock shivered inside her, throbbing eagerly as he fell onto her and shoved his tongue into her mouth, "Mmgh! Mmn!" moaning into her lips as he started thrusting into her again.
"Mmn! Mn-ooh! Special treatment!" she cooed up at him playfully, "Special treatment for sweeties who want to put their babies in me…" she moaned sensually into his face, tongue lolling and licking at his cheek. "Dumping your hot thick loads into me! Filling me with your thick baby juice! I'm definitely pregnant now! Yes! Pregnant with your baby, Sweetie! Cum! Cum be a daddy! You're ready to be a daddy!"
"UUGH! Ugh!" Bernard gasped, bucking his hips and squelching up a large mess out of her pussy before burying it into her.
"Ahh… feel all that hot cum shooting out of you, Sweetie…" she cooed up at him with a smile. "Spurt spurt… You're a daddy now…" she giggled as he dropped fully onto her, bucking his hips against her and moaning drearily.
"That's my baby." He groaned, nuzzling against her as she giggled.
"That's your baby…" she purred as he pulled slowly out of her STUFF pussy with a squelch, it oozed down her ass cheeks as she slowly sat up, shifting the skirt slightly and bundling it up as she stood on her knees so as not to stain it with a TORRENT of cum. He gazed at her shapely behind as she wiggled it subtly, trying to think about how to stop herself from dripping too much as his cock throbbed and his hand reached out to grab at her butt. "Oh!"
"…So… what else can I do with you?" he asked, rubbing and fondling his heavy, engorged balls as she smiled.
"…We can do what I THINK you want to do, Sweetie…" She fell forward, right on her face, ass in the air, and shaking it behind her. "Come on, Sweetie, it's the wild west…" she giggled as he threw himself on her, pawing at her ass cheeks, spreading them as his cock shivered and he pushed it against her hole. "Oh. OOH NMN…" Wonder Woman moaned, grabbing onto the bed as her pussy continued to leak his cum, but her ass stretched on his cock as he furiously pounded away. "Ah! Ahh… Oh! Oh! Sweetie, you loved that pussy, but you wanted to FUCK this ass!" she squealed as his hips slammed away at her body, clapping and bouncing off her ass cheeks as his hands swung at her quivering meat. "Oh! Oh! Sweetie, you're so rough with me!" she gasped. "Oh! Oh YEAH! Oh!"
"I'm gonna fill up your ass! I'm going to fill it up!" he smacked her ass cheek, "I'm going to fill it up with my cum!"
"Fill that Ass HOOOLE…" she howled, his hand grabbing her hair bun and yanking it back. "Fuck me more, Sweetie!" she gasped, tongue lolling as he kept pounding rapidly away at her. "Oh! Oh!!"
"Cumming! I'm! CUMMING!!"
"Give it to me! Give it to me, Sweetie!" she gasped, "Oh! YEAH!!" she cooed as he buried his cock into her.
"Uugh!!" he was like a firehose, unrelentingly hosing deep inside her bowels, her pussy still oozing his previously loaded, his quivering balls pulsating against them before he soon smacked her ass and started up again.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!! YEAH SWEETIE…" she moaned, clenching her teeth. "You like that? You like how good my body feels?"
"Oh! Yeah! It's the best!" he groaned, clenching his teeth. "You're the best! The best whore ever!"
"Hee-hee-hee! Oooh… I'm a good whore! I'm a good whore sweetie!" she laughed as he throbbed inside her. "Oh, you like me being your whore?"
"Yeah! YEAH!!" thrusting in her ass as she giggled. "Oh! Oh!!" he rested his hands on her shoulders, pushing her down. "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! OOOH…" moaning, she threw her ass back against his hips as he wildly slammed into her. "Oh, Sweetie! OH, give it to me. Don't stop now, Sweetie!"
"Ugh! Haaah!!" roaring into the creaking bed, slamming into her harder and harder.
"Fill that ass up! Fill it up, sweetie! Yes! YES! YEEES!!" she clenched her teeth, shaking as he pumped away at her ass once, twice, then buried his cock into her body and groaned… "Oh, I love it! Ooo,h it feels so GOOD sweetie…" she grinned, face down ass up, still wiggling her hips against him. "Feels so good filled with all your cum…"
Of course, he was still cumming, lying on top of her. He wrapped his arms around her stomach, pumping against her body as she chuckled. "You got to empty those balls, Sweetie…" she giggled, soon pushing him off onto his side where he rolled onto his back… she smiled down at him, sitting on her knees as she cupped her big breasts and squeezed them pleasantly. Pushing them together, lifting them up and letting them bounce back into position before leaning over, taking his cock in hand after cupping his sack, and opening her mouth.
"Oh my GOD…" he moaned as she unhesitatingly slid her head up and down, slurping loudly on his cock as he watched, his hands reaching for her silky dark hair, trying to stop her from sucking on the thing that was buried in her ass barely a minute ago, but he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to.
To be perfectly honest. Wonder Woman would not be able to tell you WHY she started sucking his dick again. She didn't really know herself, but like Bernard, she was just going on instinct at this point, and her instinct was telling her to SUCK HIS DICK.
"MMGh! Mmgh! Mmgh! MMn…." She buried his cock into her mouth and smirked up at him as it pulsated between her lips. "BWAH…" she pulled away, lips gently touching around his glans, her tongue sliding out and dancing around it as she smirked up at him again. "Come on, sweetie… let me have it. I want that THICK baby batter. Got to feed the baby… got to feed the baby all that hot MILK…" She wrapped her lips around him and slurped noisily as he jerked, twitched, and flopped onto the bed.
"OH! GOD!"
"MMn mmn… MGH!? MMGH!!" It all hit her so quickly. A veritable explosion splattered the back of her throat. She managed to gulp down the first load, but what she expected at this point to be a shot was actually a fucking explosion. Her eyes widened, her cheeks bulged, and suddenly a torrent of cream splattered down around his cock… That's never happened before.
"MMn…" she caught herself, swallowed, sniffed down what tried to shoot out of her nose, and quickly slid her tongue up and down his shaft, licking her clean and sucking the leftover load away. She sucked him dry, licked him clean, and kissed his left and right nut. "Mmn-hmm-hmmn…" humming, she crawled up his body, sliding her tits over him before pressing her breast on his chest before putting his weight on her. "…So sweetie. How was it?"
"It was amazing…" he sighed.
"You're welcome…" she said, slowly getting up again and sitting on the edge of the bed… "MMn!" she stretched and grumbled. "…Crap. Think you can lace me back up?"
"oh… um. Yeah…" he said, sitting up slowly sitting behind her as she raised the corset and he began to lace her up. "So… uh… do you do this… often?"
"Larping? Or banging cute virgins?" she asked, which he seemed taken aback by her bluntness.
"…Both, I guess." He said with a sheepish smile.
"…Believe it or not? Yes." She replied. Which, if you think about it… is very true. The Larping part, we're well aware of her virgin prolaticities.
"…Wait, really?"
"Mmn-hmmn. Dressing up in costumes is something of my day job… and my night job." She glanced over her shoulder as he tightened up the corset. "…And helping cuties with their stress is my night job… and my day job." She smiled, "I'm actually only here because my friend Izzy needed a third member of her little troop and didn't mention I'd be dressing up as a Saloon flavored Wonder Woman." She said as he chuckled.
"…You do look like Wonder Woman." She smirked. "…so uh… are you doing anything later?"
"Yes." She said, "And if you wanted to do something WITH me later, it would actually cost you…" It was abrupt, kind, but firm. "BUT…" she said, tapping her lip before looking around for something to write with, but she obviously didn't find anything, so she turned back to him. "…Got your phone on you?"
"Oh. Yeah. Actually. I know we're supposed to uh-" as he said it, he pulled it from his pants pocket. She took it and opened it up using his face before saving a number into his phone. "What's that?"
"Well… I might have done this one for free. But I know a few girls who would be very… VERY happy to meet you." She said, showing him the number that she saved as 'Superbabes, Gotham'. "If you're feeling lonely, give us a call. Ask for Batgirl." She said, smiling, "She'll love you." Then frowned, "You could ALSO ask for Rampage… or the Mighty Endowed… but the second one." She paused, "I mean the one with olive skin- You know what? You'll know her when you see her…"
"What?" she smiled, opened the internet app of choice on his phone, and typed in the Superbabe website showing him the girls. "…Oh…" he said, looking at them. "Are they… all."
"Mmn-hmn…" she smiled, whispering under her breath, "…It's a modern-day saloon." She then winked, "Speaking of which… we should get back to the Larp before someone starts to wonder where we are."
"Oh uh, yeah I'm supposed to be… uh…" he blinked, "…I actually don't remember who I'm supposed to be."
"John Wayne." She said as he blinked
"Oh uh… yeah." He laughed.
"That doesn't even sound like a cowboy name… You do a very good The Duke impression, though." She said as they went to the door together.
"You think? I love Marion Morrison. Best Western actor ever."
"MMn… I think I prefer Westwood movies, but," she shrugged, "Personally, I'm more of a Luke Kelly kinda girl." She smirked as he blinked.
"…Who?"
"Don't worry about it, sweetie." She replied, opening the door to the room and heading downstairs.
"Howdy." Izzy entered the Saloon. There you are, Grace, I've been looking all over for…" she eyed Bernard. "…Ah." She said, eyeing Grace suspiciously. "Getting into character? Grace?" she said suspiciously as Grace just shrugged.
"… Well, I am very devoted to character."
"Uh-huh. Eyes up, here fella." Izzy said, and Bernard's gaze immediately shot to her face.
"Oh, I uh-"
"I have HUGE. GEEK GIRL TITS." Said Izzy slowly, long acknowledging her power over nerds. "I accept that. Go on. I need to talk to my friend here." She said, taking Bernard by the shoulders and shoving him out of the saloon with a crash. "He'll be fine," Izzy said. "Seriously? I leave you alone for an hour, and you've already banged a virgin?"
"You did tell me I'd have fun." Grace said, going behind the bar for the whiskey bottle.
"Oh, come on." Izzy laughed. "Seriously? Tina hasn't even ridden through town yet!"
"It's not my fault. He hit on me." Grace smiled sweetly, drinking a shot of whiskey before giving Izzy one.
"…Just try not to do it to EVERYONE here? Okay?"
"Come on, Izzy, I'm not THAT loose. Besides, how many virgins can there be at this event?" Izzy stared at her for a long second before sipping her whiskey as Grace poured herself another glass.
"…Grace, this is a LARPing event. There are virgins EVERYWHERE." CRACK. Grace seemed to freeze, the glass in her hand cracking slightly. She had gripped it so tightly. "MMn-hmmn," Izzy replied knowingly.
"Well… I am…" she took the whiskey, "Going to go back upstairs, and clean up the mess I left." She noted, "…And maybe stay there for the next hour… or so."
"Just don't SUCK every virgin dick that walks through the saloon door, alright?" she said, as a veritable SWARM of young men suddenly entered the saloon, led by Bernard, most of them went to drink or play saloon poker. "…I'll lock you in," Izzy said as Grace smiled.
"See that you do." She said, giggling nervously at the lustful LOOKS she was getting… if she were in the Wild West, she'd be very busy.
End.