Author's note:
This is probably the most ambitious fic I've written to date. Compared to some other stuff out there it's pretty tame but I'm curious to see what regular readers will make of it.
Though I haven't been too strict with continuity, I would classify this as pre-New52/DCnU, with some inspiration also taken from the DCAU.
This story is a parody. I do not own the rights to any characters in the DC Universe. I do not make any money from the writing of this story and do not intend it as a challenge to their respective copyrights. This story is adult in nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.
Feedback and voting is always appreciated. Thanks.
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The Hall of Justice glinted like a golden crown in the midday light. Tourists circulated outside, frustrated they hadn't planned their trips well enough in advance to know that the Justice League's embassy on Earth, ordinarily open to the public, was closed today for a private conference.
If they knew what was really going on inside, however, they may not be so understanding...
"Source's will!" Big Barda grunted as Superman yanked off her battle armour, her ripe breasts springing free. They were large and firm with small, erect nipples just begging to be sucked.
Her eyes burned with fiery passion as she offered herself up to the Man of Steel, happy to be acting on the desire she'd held for him for so many years now.
Superman was transfixed by the sight of her solid, womanly figure. Though he could use his x-ray vision to see any of his female compatriots naked, he never did. His parents raised him better than that. But now that Big Barda was standing before him, presenting herself to him, he thrilled at the prospect, wondering how he could have resisted all this time.
"Are you just going to stare, Kryptonian?" Barda asked him boldly. "Or are you going to act?"
Superman decided to let his actions speak louder than his words. Without saying anything, he grabbed Barda's ass with one hand and cupped an exquisite breast with the other, pulling her against him roughly, his cock swelling beneath his red briefs as he locked his mouth to hers in a passionate embrace.
The Man of Steel wasn't the only one in the room keeping busy.
Batman was demonstrating the smooth dexterity he was renowned for as he made out with both Wonder Woman and Zatanna at the same time. Neither woman felt overlooked as he slid his mouth from one to the other, his hands roaming both their bodies to their mutual moaning approval.
"Mmmm, Bruuuuce..." Zatanna murmured as Batman suckled her earlobe. "...that feels sooogooood."
"There are gods with less able lips!" Wonder Woman exclaimed, squeezing and massaging her sizeable breasts through her costume. Noticing this, Batman leaned into the Amazonian beauty and, without needing to look, sought out the clasps keeping her uniform from slipping off and effortlessly undid them, proving as stealthy in removing a woman's clothing as he was in battle.
Diana's breast plate fell away, clattering on the ground, and her magnificent tits were revealed, her rosy nipples painfully hard.
"Mmmm..." Wonder Woman moaned as Batman devoured her mouth in a hungry kiss, even as he performed the same operation on Zatanna, popping her buttons so that her breasts burst from her white collared shirt. The magician giggled in response, flicking her dark wavy hair back as she joined in the concert of hot lips and fevered tongues.
Not to be outdone by his mentor, Nightwing was contending with two women of his own. Starfire and Huntress laughed warmly as they licked at each other's lips and nibbled at Nightwing's neck, scratching their fingers along the black and blue of his skin tight uniform.
"I have to admit, Dick, I was always curious about you and Kori..." Huntress said as she placed purple-lipped kisses along Nightwing's chin and lips. "...I wonder if you both look as good fucking each other as I always imagined you did."
"Only one way to know for sure..." Nightwing replied with a wry grin, taking hold of the purple straps of Starfire's costume and pulling them from her body, exposing her breasts to the cool air.
"Mmmm, X'hal yesss!" Starfire murmured happily as Nightwing took one breast into his mouth and Huntress took the other. Kori arched her back as her two lovers suckled noisily at her titflesh, flicking her hard nipples with their tongues and swallowing as much of her mammaries as possible.
Across the way, Hawkgirl sat perched atop a prostrate Green Lantern, her wings spread wide apart, as she raked her nails over his broad chest, seeking out his mouth as a hunting bird would its prey.
Green Lantern, in turn, was massaging her body, using both hands to knead her pert breasts through her top. His ring flashed green as he used it to manifest a second pair of hands that rubbed and clutched Hawkgirl's tight little ass, spanking her to her yelping delight.
"That's it, baby," she panted. "I like it rough."
"You do, huh? Well in that case..." Green Lantern said, his eyes flashing with emerald-hued power. "Get on your hands and knees."
Power Girl and Supergirl, in the corner of the hall, moaned and muttered quietly as they lost themselves in one another. It felt so right, so natural, to be coiled in each other's embrace, tongues entwined and chests pressing against each other.
The Flash, unsure of how to insinuate himself between the two of them, opted to press himself in behind Power Girl to run his hands up along the cello-like curves of her body, doing the first thing that any man in his position would do; cupping and squeezing the massive tits that the blonde superheroine was so famous for.
His erection, trapped in the red lycra of his costume, throbbed hungrily at Power Girl's shapely rear as he fondled her soft, exquisite breasts, making her break off her kiss with Supergirl just long enough to offer the speedster an appreciative groan, her eyes drifting shut as she lost herself to the heat of the moment.
"Fuck yeah..." She muttered, before diving back into kissing the young blonde whose arms were wrapped so tightly around her.
Up on the balcony of the second floor, Green Arrow had Black Canary bent over the railing, looking out over the rest of the Hall. The couple, already so intimately familiar with one another, had been the first to strip each other free of everything, leaving Ollie dressed only in his mask and Dinah with nothing but her stockings and jacket.
With three of Green Arrow's long, thin archer's fingers now buried in the bubbling seam of her hot slit, Black Canary groaned and cursed with excitement.
"Oh, fuck, Ollie!
Fuck!
" She spat as she pressed her crotch down on his finely honed digits, her sun-kissed breasts heaving in time with his fingers.
Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, Oracle sat monitoring the feed from the Hall on her high-def computer monitor. She watched in shock as the heroes that made up the Justice League began to suck and fuck each other's brains out. The more she watched, however, the more she felt a tingle building in her loins...
Superman had now stripped Big Barda of everything but her headdress, leaving the proud Apokoliptian warrior to drop to her knees before him.
"Son of Krypton!" She groaned, reaching for his yellow belt. "How I've longed for this!"
It was true. She had wanted the Man of Steel ever since the alien empath Sleez had telepathically manipulated the both of them into feeling an overriding desire for each other. In truth, all Sleez had done was amplify feelings that Barda already had for this paragon of Kryptonian perfection, and now she was free to act on them.
Unclasping his belt, Barda slid her hands down to take hold of the red briefs that bulged so promisingly before her.
"Wait..." Superman said, taking her hand in his. "What...what about Scott?"
"Scott will understand." Barda said, before tugging decidedly down on Superman's pants, his hard cock springing free.
"Man of Steel
indeed!
" She said with delighted approval, greedily eyeing the length and girth of his impressive member, before she opened her mouth wide to receive it, sucking it hungrily between her pursed lips.
