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Nathanial 'Nathan' Crest sat on the couch across from Doctor Theodora Ruth. She was an older woman, maybe in her early 70s; she was short, rather 'witchy' looking, and with more wrinkles than a shirt that's been crumpled into a ball and never ironed… but she calmly sat in her $100 pantsuit, writing into her notepad over her horn-rimmed square glasses as Nathan's leg anxiously bounced up and down. Finally, she folded her notepad over. Put it down on the table between them, and removed her glasses rather dramatically as she looked him in the eyes.
"Nathanial, your issue is purely psychological." She said with a strangely German accent, so German that when Nathan first heard it, he thought she was faking it. "Physically, there isn't anything wrong with you." She wasn't a medical doctor; she was a sex therapist, and he's been seeing her for some time for a certain… ISSUE. He's already seen an actual medical doctor, and they told him the same thing. So Doctor Ruth was just repeating what he already knew…
But he didn't want to be rude and snarky about it.
"So then what is wrong with me?"
"Nathanial Sexual Impotency is a very common symptom. It could be anything from Anxiety, Stress. Even issues with your personal relationship itself." Nathan fidgeted again, "…You mentioned it started happening a month ago? After your sexual encounter with the woman you refer to as your 'muse'… have you spoken to her since?"
Nathan fidgeted again, "…No. I don't know who she was or… what she was." He didn't want to say the word 'hooker', not that Doctor Ruth judged: she was a very open-minded sexual therapist… but he also didn't want to say that he dreamed this woman as a 'demonic horror'…
…Probably not great for his mental state, no matter how sexy the horror was.
"Well, Nathanial. You will recover." She said with affirmation, which was comforting even if she was just trying to get him to come back for more sessions. "With time. Patience. And a great degree of care. You will get through this. I believe you will. Recovery is a long road, not a brisk walk." Nathan knew that, he accepted that… however.
"…So what do I do?" he asked uncertainly as she smiled kindly at him.
"For now. Arrange another session with me with my assistant." She said, "And in the meantime, I suggest you try to find something that excites you. It doesn't even have to be sexual, do something you enjoy with someone you enjoy the company of." She stood up, and so did he; she walked him to the door. "Arrange another session with Mikhail." She opened her soundproof office door and went into the waiting room. "Mikhail? Please arrange another session with him for next week, and send in the next patient.
Mikhail was a massive strapping man in his 20s wearing a buttoned-up shirt too small for his muscles and a neat haircut and bowtie. "Ms. Audrey. Please go right ahead." He said to the only other person in the room, a pretty girl with short brown hair, and a very 'punk' style look to her with a 'rocking' skull t-shirt, black fingernails and lips, and a few piercings but notedly a pair of sapphire earrings that flickered in the low light. Nathan found it hard to believe that she had a sexual issue. She smiled sweetly at him with a big, toothy grin as he stepped aside and she walked into Dr. Ruth's office. The door shut behind them. "Mr. Crest, if you please." Nathan, his mind still on the very pretty punk girl, redirected his attention to Mikhail, who almost looked comical sitting in a tiny chair behind a tiny computer with his huge, powerful hands typing away. "Dr. Ruth has an opening next week for Wednesday afternoon at three…" he tapped away. "And Friday morning at nine. Which would be better for you?"
"…Friday," Nathan replied, and Mikhail nodded, and wrote him in. Nathan waved, leaving the office in a rather dejected mood, walking down the several flights of stairs, and walking out onto the curb of Gotham Street. He looked up and down the busy road, as if he was going to cross, when a car sped to a stop in front of him, and the window rolled down.
"Yo!" Ichiro Uzuki, his agent, waved at him with a wink. He was a handsome Japanese man in his early thirties and had a very 'dude bro' vibe to him. But regardless, he was still a very good agent. "All done with you sex-er-pist?" Nathan frowned at him, opened the door, and got in.
"I need to come back next week," Nathan replied, shutting the door as Ichiro smirked, put the car back into drive, and sped off into Gotham again, with Nathan frowning at him. "…And will you stop just announcing it at the top of your lungs?"
"Why?" Ichiro asked in his most dude bro voice. "Not like anyone heard me." He waved his hand, keeping his eyes on the road. "Plenty of people see a therapist, sex or otherwise. I see one myself every week."
"You do?" Nathan replied as Ichiro smirked.
"Oh yeah. Her name's Candi. Sometimes she brings a friend." Nathan sighed as Ichiro smirked, "Want me to give her a call? She'll give you a damn good therapy session. She'll bring a friend."
"…You therapist is a hooker, isn't she?"
"Escort." Ichiro said smugly, "Just as good and twice as fun." Nathan frowned as Ichiro elbowed him playfully. "Probably cheaper too in the long run."
"She probably won't help me with my problem," Nathan said, watching the buildings fly by as Ichiro drove along.
"What? Can't get hard?" Ichiro asked, but his cheeky smile faded a little at Nathan's silence. "…Dude." He said sadly, which was the closest he ever came to saying the words 'I'm sorry' as Nathan knew. "…Okay. Then you definitely need a visit from Candi, not some geriatric sex doctor." But Nathan said nothing, and for the rest of the drive, so did Ichiro.
Arriving home, Nathan got out of the car, but so did Ichiro. One of the reasons he picked up Nathan to begin with was to also grab Nathan's new paintings for display and sale. While his lower 'paintbrush' might have suffered, his hand paintbrush was in the middle of a renaissance. His art was absolutely booming now.
"…Okay, be real with me, bro." Ichiro said as they walked into his studio apartment to the collection of 'succubus' paintings… from horror, to exotic, to even humorous… Numena had left a mark on Nathan… literally, magically, mentally… "This 'muse' of yours. Is she even real? Did you dream of her?"
"I don't even know anymore." Nathan replied, "It feels like it sometimes." Ichiro examined Nathan's first painting of Numena hanging over his bed. It was the original; they sold a copy of it to some rich collector. "All I know now is ever since… her, I can't really… stiffen my brush."
"…That sucks, bro," he said, already starting to collect the paintings that were ready to go.
"Why are you my agent again?" Nathan replied as Ichiro chuckled.
"Because I'm good at it, for one." He said, leaning the paintings by the door as Nathan frowned at him. "And I'm cheap." He then turned to face his slightly depressed artistic meal ticket and friend. "…Alright, look. What you need? Seriously? Is a girl."
"Okay. Stop." Nathan said, but Ichiro grinned cheekily with that salesman smile of his.
"I'm serious! When was the last time you got laid?" Nathan didn't answer, and Ichiro then pointed to the picture of Numena. "…Was it her?" When Nathan didn't answer again, Ichiro nodded. "Then yeah! Get fucking laid. I'll give Candi a call."
"I don't want your side-piece," Nathan replied bluntly as Ichiro nodded.
"…Fair point, she's busy anyway, and I'm not giving up my spot for you." He noted as Nathan rolled his eyes. "You know what? I think better on a full stomach." He said, heading to Nathan's kitchenette to help himself. "Anyway. Free advice. If you can't get it hard on your own, you need someone to help you with it." He opened Nathan's fridge and grabbed a slice of cold pizza. "Fact, bro."
"That's not." Nathan scowled, "Seriously?!" he replied indignantly, but Ichiro stared at the front of Nathan's fridge, then saw something pinned to it with a magnet.
"Oh HO…" Ichiro yanked the business card from the fridge, looking it over. "Maybe you're not too far off already." He devoured his pizza slice so fast that Nathan was certain he just shoved the whole thing in his mouth and swallowed.
"What are you talking about?" Nathan asked as Ichiro held the Superbabes Business card in front of his face.
"You got one of these." He said, knowingly, as Nathan stared at him like he was crazy, something he was increasingly suspicious of about Ichiro.
"…A card to a skin restaurant?" Ichiro stared at him and then scoffed.
"Oh. I get it… you don't know the know…" he said as Nathan groaned angrily.
"Ichiro, what the fuck are you talking about?"
"SUPERBABES!" Ichiro laughed, slipping the card into Nathan's pocket. "Dude…" he said sadly, "…Superbabes has the best girls in town."
"…how are you making less and less sense the more you talk?" Nathan replied as Ichiro smirked.
"Dude. I'll speak plainly then. Superbabes delivery girls are a different breed." He said, "You order them just right? And they'll give you an 'extra special delivery'." Nathan blinked, then it hit him like a mule kick.
"They're hookers?!"
"Delivery girls." Said Ishiro, "At least that's what this hot photographer Yaya told me. That girl's got tits for DAYS bro. MMN!" he smiled, "Listen… Tonight, when you're all sad and lonely because your dick doesn't get hard, call them up, order a girl, and be polite. They'll change your life."
Nathan stared at him like he was crazy. "…You can't be serious." But Ichiro winked at him.
"Give them a call." He repeated with another wink, "BEST GIRLS IN GOTHAM." He said with a rather LOUD whisper. "If they can't get you going? I'll pay for all your therapy."
"Why don't you pay for my 'session' with these alleged girls then?" Nathan replied sarcastically as Ichiro reached into his coat, without looking away, yanked a wad of cash from his jacket, and slapped it onto Nathan's table.
"On me." He said as Nathan stared at the cash, "Gonna want that back if you don't use it Bro." he said absently,
Nathan stared at the cash wad, picking it up and counting it as he added just before Ichiro left with the paintings he sold. "You understand how WEIRD you are, right?" he snapped, but Ichiro waved casually.
"Call me tomorrow, bro." He shut the door, Nathan rolled his eyes, but then the door immediately popped open again. "Oh yeah, actually go online and look up the girls you want. Don't call until after like… six." Then shut the door again with Nathan shouting indignantly.
"How do you know this?" but he groaned, tossed the money back onto the table, and shook his head indignantly, grabbing a blank canvas and setting it up on his easel to paint his feelings… and Numena.
Hours later
He finished the last brushstroke of the exotic demoness on his canvas and stared at her… hoping a more intriguing detail of her would stir something in his pants to no real result… he resisted the urge to destroy his art after a few moments of erectile frustration. Before groaning, moaning… and grumbling.
With a roar in the pit of his stomach, he realized he was starving… he hadn't eaten anything since this morning before his session with Doctor Ruth. He gets like that sometimes, too focused on his work to eat. With the paint drying, he walked into his kitchenette, opened his fridge door annnnd cursed Ichiro for eating the last slice of his pizza and not telling him.
"Oh, you dickhead." He sighed, banging his head on the freezer, looking for something and finding himself disappointed… maybe he should get one of those elderly care people… the ones who make sure he eats, bathes, goes grocery shopping… he sighed, closed his empty freezer… and then found his gaze lingering slowly towards his table where a wad of cash was waiting to be used.
He slipped his hand almost reflexively into his pocket and pulled out the card and his phone. He eyed the number for what felt like an hour, but then shook his head. "…Damn it, Ichiro." He said, opening up his phone and checking out the Gotham Website. "…Oh my god." He said, then after studying the massive food menu, he clicked the 'girls' page. "OH MY GOD." He breathed as he stared at the highlighted and gorgeous beauties on the page…
Wonder Woman, Vixen, Circe… so many girls… all of them were absolutely gorgeous. All these girls were escorts? This wasn't some weird ass prank from Ichiro, right?... the more he thought about it, the more absurd it felt to him. He examined the highlighted pictures; the other ones were darkened, they apparently weren't working tonight…
He stared at the girls, flicking his thumb up and down the webpage… until he finally settled on one… actually two. The busty brown sugar-skinned Fire and the sweet white sugar Ice smiling at him in their picture. He sighed, closing his eyes as he finally resigned himself to doing this… what's the worst that could happen? He doesn't get hard, nothing happens… he finally just decided to screw it, and dialed the number… holding his phone to his ear.
Time: 7:09 PM. Place: Gotham (Nathan's Apartment)
Ring-Click
"Superbabes, we deliver."
"Hi… I… want to order a delivery? The… Fire and Ice Combo? With Fire and Ice?"
"...….Mmn"
"…Hello?"
"Apologies. Very well, we expect them back within 60 minutes or less, or the police will be informed-"
"The police?"
"-You will be charged upon completion of the delivery. Name and address, please."
Meanwhile
"Thank you." He said, hanging up and shivering slightly, he frowned and promptly raised his arm, sniffed himself, and flinched. "…I need a bath." He said quickly, if it WAS true that these girls would 'entertain', he should really clean himself up.
He jumped in the shower and THOROUGHLY washed himself. From his hair to his ass, to his toes, until he was cleaner than the rest of his apartment. He didn't time himself, but by the time he got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist, there was a loud knock on the door. "Superbabes!"
Time: 7:36 PM. Place: Gotham (Nathan's Apartment)
"Special Delivery Service." The pair of voices announced outside his door, and making sure his towel was secure, she approached the door and opened it.
"Olá." The gorgeous green-haired girl said, her big brown sugar breasts wobbling as she walked inside with the white sugar sweetheart behind her.
"Hi!" she said, bouncing inside as her bubble booty wobbled, and he watched them looking around his house. He shut his door as he gazed at the two gorgeous girls who didn't seem to be disturbed in the slightest that he looked like he just walked out of the shower.
"Hi." He said back as they put the food on the table. Fire turned around and let him gaze into her cleavage as she smirked at him.
"…Looks like someone's pretty eager. Isn't he Querida?"
"Oh yeah." With a big, pretty smile on her face, she giggled as Fire's fingers hooked into the top of his towel, and Nathan froze slightly as he realized that not only was Ichiro not lying… but the girls were apparently into it.
"Mmn… why don't we just get right to it, bonito?…" she said, pushing her chest up against his as he shivered excitedly and she slid her large, spongy breasts down his stomach, his legs, and finally brushing his cock… his LIMP cock. He groaned as she chuckled and pulled his towel away as his cock hung before her face. "Oh. Olá…" she purred, rubbing her cheek against his hanging dick as he groaned, struggling to get it hard, actively clenching, thinking sexy thoughts…
Fuck he didn't really need to think sexy thoughts! He had a sexy Latina rubbing her beautiful face on his dick like an affectionate cat! Get HARD, damn you!
Ice cooed as she slipped next to Fire, both of them giggling and grinning up at him as they rubbed his hanging cock with their faces, tongues sliding out to lick at his tip and shaft as they moaned together. "Ah…" Ice's mouth opened wide and like a curious snake wiggled from her sultry lips and began to coil against his length, drooling down his shaft into Fire's mouth as they sultry Brazilian opened wide and caught the tip between her green lips and began sliding her lips up his cock, lifting it up and holding his meat in her mouth as she flopped her face flaccidly up and down his girth.
"Mmgh! Mmngh! Mmn…" tongue spiraling around his shaft as Ice licked his exposed cock as it appeared and disappeared into Fire's mouth, the busty Brazilian moaned as Ice licked her face as well, giggling playfully as Fire moaned again, sliding down his shaft… kissing his base and holding him in her tight, warm throat as he groaned…
It felt SO good in her mouth… a month of now sexual pleasure with a real life woman was agonizing in hindsight… however… he wasn't HARD. "MMn… Ahh!" Fire popped off his limp girth as it flopped down between his legs. She frowned at it as he sighed indignantly. Ice, still smiling, pulled her tongue from Fire's face and studied his dick as well.
"…How are you not hard?" Fire asked rather bluntly, Nathan groaned.
"…That's… I was hoping you could help with that." He said as the girls blinked up at him, and Ice chuckled, but sweetly.
"…OH!" She then slid behind Fire's back and helped the green-haired girl with her top. The big brown sugar breasts bounced free as Ice rested her grinning chin on Fire's smooth shoulder and lifted Fire's busty girls up, squeezing them together as Fire moaned sultrily and slid his cock between her tits.
"Oooh…" he groaned again at the amazingly soft breasts around his shaft. They were big, firm, and warm, squeezing a tight hug around his cock as they slid up and down his shaft, burying it into her tits like a tree sapling as Fire leaned close and let Ice do the work, kissing his stomach and rubbing his thighs.
"Come on, Bonito… you like these peitos? Everyone LOVES my peitos." Fire whispered up at him as he rested his hands on their heads, thrusting down into her chest, willing himself to get hard, to get off. Struggling to get erect between the best pair of breasts he's ever stuck his dick between… an easy thing to claim because so far they were the only ones.
"She's VERY good with them." Ice purred sweetly. "They're so SOFT. And BIG…" she squeezed Fire's tits as the busty Brazilian moaned encouragingly.
"Oh, she says the sweetest things." Fire purred as Nathan kept thrusting, "Come on, Bonito, you want these peitos, fuck them…" she whispered sensually, but Nathan growled, and suddenly pulled away. Still limp even watching two sexy Superbabes hugging, squeezing, and rubbing each other. Ice's long tongue coiling around Fire's lips as she turned and they started open-mouth kissing, and he STILL wasn't hard!
"…Take off your clothes." He said as Fire and Ice, a little concerned that he wasn't erect, smiled sweetly together, and stood up.
"Hee-hee!" Ice peeled her clothes away from her shapely body, shaking her hips as she bounced briefly in place and bent over, showing off her bubble booty. Fire, already half naked, bent over, pushing her pants to the floor, and letting her big brown sugar breasts hang beneath her before shooting up again and stretching.
"MMmn! Like what you see, Bonito?" she cooed, lifting and dropping her big, firm breasts as Ice lightly swatted her big bubble backside. He then approached them, grabbing Ice's ass himself, sinking his hands into her shapely ass cheek as she squeaked adorably.
"Oh!" his hands sliding between her cheeks and fingering her tight little asshole. "Ooh." Grabbing Fire around the waist, he pulled her close, shoving his face into her breasts as she moaned, pushing them together for him and rubbing up on his cheeks as he groaned.
"Go right ahead, Bonito…" she purred before he began pushing and pulling them towards his bed.
"Oh!" they squeaked together, shoved onto his mattress. Ice face down, Fire face up. He wasn't hesitating anymore. Even as his cock refused to work, he grabbed Ice's raised ass.
"Oooh… oh!" she moaned as he spread her cheeks open and buried his face between them. "Mmgh!" she cooed as his tongue slid into her ass, "Ah…" toes curling, she gasped while his tongue spiraled around her hole. "Oooh!"
"Feel good, Querida?" purred Fire, rubbing her pussy with one hand and squeezing her tits with the other, watching Nathan eating out her partner as Ice bit on the sheets.
"Mmgh! MMn-hmmn!" she moaned, "It's SOOO good." She gasped, clawing at the sheets. "Ooh… Oooh!" her ass wobbled around Nathan's face as he sucked out her soul through her hole. "Ooooh!" Her body quivered in orgasm, shaking violently as her ever-persistent grin stretched broadly. "Ooooh!" Nathan pulled away and swatted her twerking ass cheeks as she cooed, stretching her legs as her ass hole gasped for more kissing, but her hips thrust into the mattress. "Oooh…"
Nathan licked his lips, but scowled, turning to Fire, he grabbed her thighs. "Ay…" she laughed, as he suddenly dove into her dripping pussy. "Ugh! SI…" she grabbed his head as he gave her head, legs open, she shivered pleasurably, squeezing at her tits as she bucked her hips up into his face, rolling her body, gyrating under his tongue as he kept his lips to her lower ones. "Oooh!"
Ice stopped spasming as Fire started, shaking on Nathan's tongue as he rested on his knees over the edge of the bed and ate pussy like it was his meal. Ice pushed off the bed, shaking her hips behind her like a cat waking from a nap before eyeing Nathan's hanging dick between his legs and, for the faintest of moments, unaware to Nathan and Fire, who were focused on each other, her lips vaguely lowered from her smile as she thoughtfully pondered.
"Hmmn…" she then crawled off the bed and stared at Nathan's cock, she poked it limp as a boiled noodle. "Hmmmn…" she puckered her lips, and her smile returned. She rested her hands on his ass, spread his cheeks, and just when he realized what was happening, she buried her lips into his ass.
"MMGH!!" Fire's legs wrapped around his head, laughing as Ice's hands lowered to his cock, stroking him carefully as her tongue dove deep into his body, thrashing and squirming around wildly as she moaned into his body.
"MMmh-hmmn! Ah…" her tongue spasming inside him as Fire rolled her hips towards her face.
"Oh, don't stop now, Bonito!" Fire teased as Ice milked and licked him from behind. "Oh… Oh, SI!" she moaned encouragingly as Nathan suddenly gasped as he felt it… Like his inspiration, it came at him like a ton of bricks! "AAAH!!!" Fire howled as she came on his tongue, and his cock RIGIDLY throbbed in Ice's hands as he reached around and grabbed her white-haired head, pulling her deeper into his ass as Fire's legs tightened around his face, but soon slacked as she flopped onto the bed. "Ay… that's a good bonito." She giggled as Nathan threw his head out of her body, standing on his knees as Ice pulled her tongue out of his ass.
He gazed down in awe at his erection, Ice giggling as she cheered.
"I got him!" she declared proudly as Fire chuckled.
"Nice work, Querida." She said as Nathan stared down and suddenly stomped his feet on the floor. Standing up, he turned around and grabbed Ice.
"Oh!" he pulled her in front of him, she hung over Fire's voluptuous body as he held her by her elbows, "Oooh!!" she squealed as he wasted no more time, he poked her ass with his erection, lubricated by his tongue as he drove it into her body. "Ooh! Ooh!!" Ice gasped, eyes rolling in her head as he started bucking his hips hard and fast, slamming against her bubble butt. "Oh! Oooh!!" rocking wildly back and forth as Fire rubbed her crotch, sitting up, she stroked Ice's pretty face as her long tongue hung from her mouth before snatching it up and kissing her. "Mmgh!"
"MMmn…"
"Haah! Ah! YES!" Nathan gasped, savoring every second of Ice's warm little asshole as it squeezed around his cock, plunging in and out of her, shaking in pleasure as he wildly pushed her against Fire's lips. "Come on! Keep it going!" he snarled to himself, yanking Ice's arms, slamming into her harder and harder as she squealed, shaking in orgasm, her knees buckled under her as she howled into Fire's lips.
"MMMGH!!"
"Oooh…" Fire moaned as Nathan hooked his arms under Ice's and yanked her up, still thrusting into her from behind as she howled longingly.
"Oh! Ooho! It feels so GOOD!" she squealed as Nathan buried his cock into her ass. "Oooh!!" standing on her tiptoes as he roared, and slammed into her butt one last time before unleashing a huge load deep into her body. "Mmmgh!!"
"AH! GOD! That feels amazing!" he gasped, deep in her ass and cock pulsating against her tight anal walls as he dumped a month's worth of semen into her. "Oooh…"
"Oooh… got any in the tank for me, Bonito?" Fire purred sultrily, rubbing her crotch as she sat at the end of the bed with her legs spread. Nathan groaned, rolling his hips against a cheery Ice before pulling out of her ass… her tongue hung from her mouth as he let her go and she dropped to the floor, shivering adorably as he turned her head to his limp dick. Her hanging tongue curled around his shaft before sucking it into her mouth.
"Mmgh…"
"Yeah just… just let me… UGH!" he grunted, sliding in and out of Ice's lips. "Get it hard again!" he groaned, but… to no result. Even with Ice's tongue and lips working wonderful magic on his dick, he just wasn't getting hard again. "Come on!"
POP! She popped off, licked her lips, and smiled up at him. "I got this!" she said, and crawled around him, smacking his ass. She promptly buried her face back into it. "MMGH!"
"Ahah…" he groaned as his cock shot upright, Ice's tongue spiraling inside his body as it rigidly throbbed towards Fire.
"…Mmn, I think we found the activate button." Fire purred as he gazed down at his erection and, after a moment, immediately moved towards Fire. "Oh…" she leaned back, spreading her legs as he slid his cock into her. "SI!" she gasped, "Ay!" shaking as he held her waist and SLAMMED his cock into her pussy. "Oh! Oh! Oooh!!" her big brown sugar breasts wobbling up and down, jiggling firmly on her chest as he began thrusting into her pussy. Hips wildly smacking at her body as she grabbed onto the sheets. "Oooh!" eyes rolling up into her dyed green hair as he released her waist, grabbing at her big breasts and slamming into her harder, all with Ice buried into his rear.
Humming playfully as her tongue swirled around and around, bouncing off his anal walls as she walked back and forth, holding tightly to his waist. "Mmn… hmmn-hmm…"
"Ugh! Ugh! Aah!" his hands grabbed tightly to Fire's big, soft breasts, grinning madly as he used his erection to maximum force. Burying it into Fire's snug wet pussy again and again, grinding into her before rolling on top of her.
"Ay!" she gasped up at him as he pounded down, driving his hips into her body over and over with Ice still buried in his ass. "Ah! Ah! I'm CUMMING! OOOH!" she howled, shaking in orgasm as he buried his cock into her body.
"CUMMING!!" he declared before shooting his load deep into her. "Oooh! GOD!" gasping as Ice hummed away into his ass. "Ugh! GOD that feels so good!"
"Oh yeah, it does, Bonito…" Fire purred in his ear and extracted another rope of cum into her body with her sensual accent and breathy voice. "Come on, give me all that leite…"
"Ugh! Ugh…" he ripped out of her pussy and wobbled backward.
"Oh!" Ice slipped out of his ass, flopping onto her back and gazing up at his erection and pointing, "Oh, he's still hard!" She licked her lips as Fire laughed. Ice sat back up, burying her long tongue into Fire's hot, sticky hole and licking her lovingly.
"Oh, you're a freak querida…" Nathan stroked himself, gazing at Fire as she lay on her back with Ice still licking away at her crotch, "…Come on, Bonito, you want some more?" she purred as he clambered over Ice and sat on Fire's stomach. "Mmmn…" she pushed her tits together, "Round two of Peitos." She purred and moaned for him on Ice's tongue, his cock slid between Fire's gorgeous titties, swinging his hips right away, leaning forward, hands on the bed above her head as he pumped against her tits, his cock poking out between her cleavage as he slammed into her chest.
"God, these are amazing!" he whispered as Fire chuckled.
"Oh, SI bonito…" She gave her tits a firmer squeeze, pushing them tightly together as he bounced off them. "MMmn…" tongue lolling out to lick his tip as it peaked out to greet her. "Oooh!" she shivered suddenly, eyes rolling up into her head as Ice licked her pussy clean, then slid up her body and slid her tongue back into Nathan's ass.
"Oh! FUCK!!" he gasped, swinging his hips harder into Fire's tits. "FUCK!!" he gasped, gritting his teeth before pushing as deep into Fire's tits as he could and shooting hot ropes into her open mouth.
"Ay! YES!! Oooh!!" she rubbed her titties up and down around him, milking his load from his tip as she licked her sticky lips and felt his cum oozing onto her chest. "Oh, SI…" she giggled sultrily as his cock shivered between her bouncing breasts. Twisting her torso, rolling her chest on him before slowly slurping off his body and grinning up at him. His erection was still twitching as Ice kept pushing the 'on' button in his ass.
"Come here." He said, grabbing Ice's head and pulling her out of his ass. He rolled onto his back, cock in the air, and grabbed her body. Pulling her on top of him and sliding into her. "Ah!"
"Oooh!" Ice gasped, grinning broadly as he held her waist, planted his feet, and swung himself up into her over and over. "Oh! OOOH!!" Her head rolled back, pushing her bouncing breasts out as her hands rubbed his chest. "Aaah!!" Her tongue lolled from her lips, flicking about on her mouth as she grunted. "Ah! Ah! Ah!!" Fire rolled around Ice's bouncing body, pushing her sticky tits against her back, resting her equally sticky face on Ice's shoulder, moaning together as Nathan furiously pumped up against Ice.
"Come on! Give it to her! Querida… come on, get it out of him." Fire laughed as Nathan grunted wildly, Ice bouncing as much as Fire's squeezed her breasts.
"OOoh!!" Ice slammed down onto his body, shaking wildly in pleasure as Nathan buried his cock up inside her and let it all out. Pulsating in her body, as he shot out rope after rope unimpededly, grinning broadly as his erection softened inside Ice. Shivering happily as he reached up and squeezed her breasts. "Hee-hee!" she giggled sweetly, turning her head and licking Fire sensually, scooping cum from her pretty face as they kissed again, and he sighed.
"…That was… amazing." He declared, watching them cooing and kissing as Ice slipped off his body. "I really…" he sighed as he watched his softening cock slip out of Ice, the two gorgeous girls rubbing against each other, leaking his cum. "…Needed that. I really needed that." He frowned sadly as Ice cooed.
"What's wrong?"
"I… It's just." He stared at his limp dick. "I've been having… issues."
"Mmnh-mmn…" Ice nodded understandingly, "Not getting hard?"
"Exactly." He said exasperatedly, "And now all of a sudden it's up and down!"
"I'm going to shower, Querida, you handle it." Fire replied spicily, kissing Ice and smacking her butt as she jiggled away to the shower.
"Well, I'm not a specialist… that's my friend Kathy." Ice said, sitting next to him. "But it just seems to me that you have a kink!" she said, "…You like butt stuff." She said with a soft, sensual whisper. "That's perfectly fine! I worked with lots of people who needed their butt eaten out to work!"
"…It didn't use to be like that, though." He said, his gaze lingering on the image of Numena as Ice nodded.
"People grow. And people change!" she said, patting his shoulder. "…I mean, it worked, right?" she said, standing up. "Just experiment a little more…" he frowned, sitting on the edge of his bed as she bounced away. "And we can always help with that… within an hour. Usually." She said, and skipped away to join Fire in the shower as he watched… they rubbed each other down, giggling and shooting him playful glances as his cock remained irritatingly limp.
Soon, however, Fire and Ice slipped out of the shower, squeaky clean, and still fucking gorgeous, they grabbed towels and their clothes, all while Nathan watched… jiggling their bodies back into their clothes… Ice wiggled her skirt down before smiling at Nathan, and blinking as she finally seemed to notice the painting of the demon girl. "…Huh." She said as Nathan followed her gaze to the hanging picture of Numena.
"Huh, querida?" Fire replied dismissively, before eyeing the picture. "What?"
"You like it?" Nathan asked, adjusting his boxers as he looked at Numena's portrait. "I painted it myself." Ice tilted her head, then scratched it, before smiling broadly and shrugging.
"It's nice." She said sweetly, "I just thought it reminded me of someone." Fire crossed her arms under her big brown sugar breasts, studying the picture. Now that Ice mentioned it, the painting DID look like someone they knew. Unnervingly so.
"…You know, Querida, now that you mention it. It does look familiar." He blinked at them.
"…Do you know her?" he said as Fire scoffed, then smiled warmly at him.
"Bonito, we obviously don't know her. She just looks familiar." She then held out her hand, "Now. You've got to pay up. We got to go."
"Oh…" he said, disappointedly, but he picked up the wad of cash that Ichiro left and handed it to them as Fire winked.
"Obrigada." Fire replied in Portuguese, before sliding the wad between her titties, winking, and with Ice they walked out.
"Order again! Experiment!" cheered Ice as he waved at them… the door closing behind them as he stared at it, then the painting of Numena… pursing his lips in thought… then realizing he was still hungry, he went to eat his food.
Time: 9:06 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"We're back!" cheered Ice as Orders absently filled in a crossword puzzle today. Ice reached into Fire's cleavage and removed the wad of cash, putting it on the counter.
"Good work, Maria, Zoey." Orders said calmly, sorting their cut as a WHOOSH could be heard outside. "You're late." Orders said at the recent arrival.
"Harpy." Demona D'Arc entered the lounge, flexing her white wings as she made her way to the locker room. But suddenly Zoey clapped.
"Oh! That painting!" she said excitedly, "It looks just like Dee!" she said, slapping Maria's arm lightly as the Brown Sugar Brazilian glanced at Demona and, seeing the resemblance.
"Oh! You're right, Querida, that demon painting looked just like Demona-" upon the word 'demon', Demona's wings ruffled, and she turned her gaze onto the girls.
"…Demon?"
"There was a guy we just delivered to," Zoey replied sweetly. "He was having… erection issues," Zoey replied as Demona's eyes narrowed even more. "But once I tongued his butt-"
"Skip a bit," Demona said dismissively as Maria finished.
"He had a painting. It looked like a red demon version of you." Maria said as Demona frowned. "We thought it was weird."
"I thought it was kinda pretty," Zoey said as Maria took her arm and led her away to the couch for their break.
"Querida, you think everyone's pretty." They giggled as Demona stared at them, then turned to Orders.
"…Where did they deliver?" Orders then handed her a receipt, she looked it over, and snorted before going into her locker room to change.
…She'll check on this 'painting' after her shift.
End