"That's it, baby. That's it!" Dick whispered, watching Zinda go crazy. "Come on, you little finger-fucker. Let her rip! Let her go all the way, you cunt-sucking, little, blonde finger-fucker. Move that ass... yeah!"
His words drove her to a new spasm of motion. "Ohhhh," she moaned. "I'm going to come... I'm going to come."
Dick came as if for both of them, filling her cunt, whitewashing it as he had her face. Zinda's mouth fell open and his seed, running down her face, dripped into her mouth. For Zinda, it was like he was coming all over her, in her and all around her.
"Oh lord..." she said. "Lord... I need to wash my face off."
Dick reached past her to the tap of the sink she was bent over and turned the faucet. Cool water poured out and Zinda laughed as it doused her face. It wasn't quite fucking in the shower, but hell if she would go to another room.
"You hard again?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"Wanna use it?"
"Uh-huh."
"My ass, baby," she said in a soft, pleading voice. "Will you fuck me in the ass?"
"God, yes!" he gasped, unable to believe his good fortune.
Not wanting her man to change his mind, Zinda crammed herself forward into the sink, feeling the running water soak her tunic as she got her sweet ass as high in the air as possible.
Crazed with excitement, Dick spat in his hand and smeared it all over and around her puckered asshole. When her tight asshole was completely saturated with his slippery saliva, he applied more of it to his throbbing shaft.
When he felt they were both sufficiently lubricated, the man grasped her smooth, soft hips with his hands and nudged his hard knob up against the spit-soaked anus. Holding her firmly, he pressed the head of his cock gently against the opening. Failing to penetrate it at first, Dick reached down and spread the tight, elastic ring apart with his thumbs as he pushed his cockhead harder against Zinda's stubborn asshole.
"Oh, God!" she shuddered when his bloated tip finally slipped through her opening. With her hands clutching frantically at the faucet, she could feel his blistering cock sinking painfully into her passage.
Feeling the walls of her slippery ass squeezing against his throbbing prick, he continued forcing his prick deeper into the hot buttery darkness of her forbidden orifice. When he'd fully penetrated the girl's luscious ass, Dick reached down under her belly and found her open pussy with his hand.
"Oooooooohhh!" she excitedly sobbed when she felt his middle finger graze against her hard-standing clit.
Feeling the tense muscles around her asshole starting to relax, he began pumping his hard prick in and out of her tight, slippery ass.
The exciting feeling of his finger teasing her quivering clitoris seemed to dissipate the earlier pain of his prick entering her virginal asshole. The strange sensation of his slippery cock sliding in arid out of her unused asshole was beginning to feel good. Very, very good.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, feeling him driving faster and deeper into her ass. "That feels so fucking good!"
The heat and tightness of Zinda's asshole were driving Dick out of his mind as his swollen balls slapped up against her sex.
"Faster, faster!" she cried out, thrusting her ass back to better receive his pounding prick. "Oooooooh, yes!" she squealed, heaving her body to receive every lusty stroke of his feverishly pounding cock. "Fuck it harder, honey! Fuck my tail off!"
The feel of his finger on her clit and his hard cock ripping up into her tight asshole was driving Zinda wild.
"Oh, shit!" she suddenly shrieked. "Faster, honey, faster! I'm coming... oh, shit, I'm coming!"
Furiously Zinda bucked her hips off the counter, turning her head upward as she squealed with new pleasure, gurgling into the running tap and driving her ravaged asshole up into the hammering shaft of Dick's member.
Feeling his hot cum gushing up into her asshole, the climaxing girl collapsed beneath him. Smiling to herself as he pumped her writhing ass full of hot jizz, she thought about all the fucking she would enjoy as soon as she woke up.
***
Dick turned the water off and hoisted Zinda up on the counter to sleep it off. He probably should've found a bed for her, but he was far too horny to concentrate on that. If he tried, he probably would've fucked her again in that bed, an urge he was trying all too hard to resist.
The Birds of Prey. Kory. Donna. He had to find one of them. They all lived in the Clocktower, where were they?
He walked into the front room and saw Komand'r in the glass isolation cell where she was locked so that the team could keep an eye on her at all times. The lights were turned off except for one on the desk in her little jail, filling the room with a pale light.
During her imprisonment, Komand'r had been allowed to borrow some of Kory's clothes. They were tall enough for her, but baggy. She had Kory's height, but not her voluptuous figure—clearly part of the sibling rivalry. Still, she was tall, statuesque, and had a kind of imperious dominatrix quality that he found fascinating, reminding him of his run-ins with Catwoman or Poison Ivy during his Robin days.
"I heard screaming," Komand'r said. "The fun kind—at least for the other person."
"Where are others?" Dick asked her. "You can't be the only one here."
"I heard you talking, too. You can barely control yourself. It must be taking all of your willpower not to grab hold of your manhood right now and satiate yourself to the sight of me."
"Not that much willpower," Dick replied, teeth clenched. He tried to make it look effortless, how he was resisting her, but he couldn't quite manage. She actually reminded him a little of Donna, with her narrow, classical good looks, almost Nordic, such a startling contrast to her sister. He wondered if the relationship between Kory and Donna had started out as a replacement for Kory's long-lost sisterhood before it became something far more romantic.
"Maybe we can help each other out," Komand'r suggested slinkily. "It's been a long time for me too. Do you like what you see?"
He nodded. She saw his hand reach down toward his crotch. She figured he was busy fumbling out his prick to begin beating off.
But she wouldn't let him get that far. She didn't want to waste a single precious drop of his pearly, hot jism. She wanted him to actually fuck her. The thought of getting her sister's husband hot by a strip tease appealed to her. She enjoyed her body, enjoyed moving to display it.
She made a slow turn for him so he could see her from every angle. Arms held even with her shoulders, she displayed her flaring ass and thrusting tits for his lustful gaze. Then she lifted one leg and straightened it in his direction.
Placing her heel on the desk, she gave him a clear view all the way up to her crotch. He could see the white haze of her stocking, the white cotton panties covering her bush, the blush of her skin so close to her cunt.
Spinning away, she began unbuttoning her blouse. One button came free, then another and another. She danced away and found the switch for the radio that Kory, in her generosity, had supplied her. Wouldn't it serve her right to use it to seduce her husband?
Komand'r turned the radio on and let the soft music fill the air while she slipped first one shoulder, then another free of her clothes.
"You're turning me on," he said in a low voice. It was getting husky with sex. He was anticipating the time she would be naked enough to allow him to fuck the hell out of her.
She was thinking about that, too. It took a lot of effort to keep from ripping off the uniform and standing boldly naked in front of the man, daring him to fuck her. She wanted to make this slow, sensual, irresistible for him.
She wanted his cock to be at the breaking point when he fucked hard and deep into her already juicy pussy. Nothing less would do for her. To have to suck him hard or wait for him to get an erection would take the edge off her own blazing desires and ruin everything. No, she wanted him to need her as he'd never, ever needed Kory.
She wanted cock, too, and it had to be steely and long and as hard as it could possibly be.
She gracefully unhooked her bra snaps in the back and let the elastic bands snap forward. With her shoulders hunched, she was able to hold the cups over her tits for a moment longer than Dick had thought she could.
He came forward. She saw his long, iron-hard boner. This was his fantasy but the sight of that cock all ready to fuck made it hers, too. She decided she liked getting another woman's man hot and bothered like this. It certainly made her cunt water.
"God, so pretty! I can see the shadows all over your lovely tits. I wish I could play with them, too. The way they jiggle and bounce around!"
"Want to play with my poor little titties? Come closer, closer!"
She moved like a snake. Wiggling closer and closer, she was almost within the man's reach. But when he tried to grab her boobs, he found she was still behind the separating glass. She laughed and jumped up and down, causing her teats to sway provocatively.
"Soon, very soon now," she told him. "It'll all be yours. My lips and mouth and tits and ass and cunt!"
She gave a huge wiggle and what was left of her clothes dropped away. She stood almost naked in front of the man. All she had on was her panties and the garter belt and stockings.
Stripping off the panties proved to be a problem for her. She found that they were already completely drenched with her honey. She was so eager to get naked for Dick's cock, she almost flung them to the floor.
But she didn't. She made it slow, teasing, tormenting in the extreme to the man watching her strip. It paid big dividends. The look on Dick's face as her bush slowly came into sight was worth a dozen fuckings by some random slave's prick. The sexual tensions building in her cunt were reaching levels so high, she felt the lightest touch might set her off.
"Christ, oh, Christ!" he said. "Such a beautiful pussy! I want to stuff my cock all the way up it!"
"What's stopping you, big boy?"
She held out her hands as she lightly danced backwards, hips swaying, tits flopping around. The light from the desk lamp played all over the metal snaps on her garter belt. Light rays reflected and danced with her.
She was everything he could have wanted in a woman. She was beckoning him to come into her arms. Her tits were firm and wantonly naked. The garter belt holding up her stockings outlined her bush so that Dick had no trouble at all seeing exactly where he wanted to stuff his prick.
Komand'r dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands splayed on the glass as if she were trying to reach through and touch him, and she threw her head back and forth, her mane of hair slashing against the glass. Dick could see every inch of her body twist and curl with her gyrations. He was so close to touching her, his hands on the glass as well, his weight leaning into it. If only it weren't there, he would fall on Komand'r and fuck her as if to make up for all the times he'd done her sister instead of her.
"I'm on my knees," Komand'r said, "right between your legs. I could suck you down here. I'll bet you haven't been sucked in so long that your big prick is just begging for it."
Dick was so stunned by her words he felt frozen in place. The only thing that moved was his jaw as it slowly dropped to his chest, and his cock, which throbbed painfully upward, lodging under the waistband of his trousers.
