*Author's note: I unfortunately neither have the time nor the motivation to finish River City Superheroine the way I envisioned. These Story Scraps are roughly edited and in approximate order, but some notes and out-of-sequence scenes are left in.*
Cassie's data will take time to analyze.
"Grace and I will go to the Scarlet Lounge to find more info."
"We will?"
Grace watches as Masq seduces enemy super. Grace gets horny and texts Oliver.
Grace contacts Oliver and fucks him in the SL for info.
Her face flush with arousal, Grace pulled out her phone and sent a text.
Meetup for info?
She received a quick response. Working security at Scarlet Lounge rn.
Perfect. Private Room F. 10 min, she replied.
Making sure the room was empty, Grace snuck inside. She donned her mask, but stripped down to her bra and panties. She could already feel her pussy wet with anticipation. Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long. The door opened and closed behind her, and the thug she had acquired information from at the city outskirts walked in.
"Hey, whoa. Hot damn." He whistled. He hadn't known what to expect when he got the text from the superheroine, but her standing in front of him only wearing underwear had not been high on that list. The auburn-haired heroine stood confidently. Her blue eyes pierced from above her facemask. He felt his cock twitch as he looked her up and down. Her perky tits he had vivid memories of from last time, but unlike before, her smooth legs and firm ass were on display.
Grace knelt down in front of the thug.
"I trust I won't need to bind you this time?" she asked.
He put his hands up innocently. "Hey, no way I'm interfering with what you're doing." He didn't mention how she had lost control of them last time anyway.
She nodded, and pulled down his pants. His cock sprang out, sending a twinge of lust through Grace's pussy. It would be so easy to let him fuck her, but she needed to at least get some info first. She spat on his cock and started stroking.
"Start talking. You know the drill."
"Y-yeah, I asked around for you." He stopped suddenly.
Grace looked up at him. "...And?"
"Can you, you know, use your mouth?"
"Ugh, impatient much?" She did as he asked, however. She felt her pussy get wetter, and Grace played with her clit. She didn't know how long she could stop herself from begging for his cock. Grace moaned while she licked and sucked all over his cock.
"Oh my god, yeah," the thug moaned. "Oh - my contact wants to - fuck - meet you at the Rose - oh my god - Rose Avenue church tomorrow at midnight. What else - oh, fuck - do you wanna know?"
Grace stood up suddenly, and the thug felt a flicker of panic. Grace looked deep into his eyes.
"Will you please fuck my pussy? I need your cock inside me."
"Uh, what?" He blinked. "Are you sure?"
"Yes! Now hurry up before I change my mind," Grace replied. She bent over the couch, and trembled as he lined his cock up with her pussy entrance. Her tight pussy warmly enveloped his thick shaft, and they sighed in unison.
Grace panted. She started bouncing on Oliver's cock; he thrust back at her, keeping his hands on her hips for leverage while they fucked doggystyle. Soon, they settled into a comfortable rhythm, and their gasps turned into more lustful moaning.
"Fuck, your cock feels so good inside me," Grace said breathlessly.
"Your pussy is so fucking tight," he replied.
Grace rubbed her clit and started moaning louder. "Finger my asshole," she said. Oliver slobbered on a finger and gently pressed it against her small entrance. Grace gasped as his finger entered her, and her pussy clenched tighter.
"I'm g-gonna cum!" she screamed, and collapsed on the couch. She pushed herself back up, but her movement slowed. Oliver started pounding into her faster, and she moaned louder for it. He remembered back to her blowjob from before. She had started commanding, but she had been eager to relinquish control. Now, he pounded her relentlessly, and she was similarly keen to take his cock.
"Tell me you like my cock," he commanded.
"I like your fucking cock," she moaned.
He swatted her ass with his free hand. She yelped, but only seemed all the more turned on for it. Pleasure racked her body as she replied obediently.
"Who's a good slut?" he asked.
"I'm a good slut! I love your fucking cock! AHH! I'm c-c-cumming aga-AAA"
She climaxed again. The physical pleasure was overwhelming. She didn't care that she called herself a slut. She needed this cock. Her tightening pussy almost made him cum too, but he wasn't done yet.
"Please, fuck me harder! I need your cock fucking me harder!"
Oliver obliged and loudly smacked her ass again. "You like that, slut?"
"YES! I love it! Don't stop!" She felt another climax approaching.
"I'm gonna cum soon. Where do you want it?" he asked.
"Cum - oh, fuck - inside m-me!"
Oliver kept his pace as he felt himself getting close. With a gasp his throbbing cock shot ropes of thick cum in her pussy. The sensation pushed Grace into another screaming orgasm.
"Fuck, fuck yes!" Grace's pussy spasmed and her whole body shook. She sunk face first into the couch. Cum leaked out of her pussy onto the floor as the thug pulled out.
After a few moments of silence, he spoke first. "Name's Oliver by the way."
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Pass the time
Cassie wearing a thin-strapped tank top because of hot warehouse.
"You didn't tell them what happened in city hall, right?" Cassie asked.
Eden shook her head.
"Thanks." Cassie smiled. "Gosh, it's hot in here. You don't mind if I..."
Eden shook her head again, and Cassie undid her bra from under her tank top, tossing the undergarment aside.
Cassie fanned herself with her tank-top. "Whew, much better!" Her big tits strained against the thin fabric of her top. Eden tried hard not to stare. Cassie's tits were amazing!
Eden leaned in closer to Cassie on the couch. "So, do you like that sort of thing?"
Cassie tilted her head quizzically. "What sort of thing?"
"You know, getting your boobs played with while sucking cock?"
Cassie's whole body flushed deeply, and she looked away from Eden. "Umm, well not really the sucking cock part..."
Eden saw Cassie subtly rubbing her legs together, and Eden sat in closer towards Cassie. Eden put her hand on Cassie's hip and slowly, slowly moved it up and under Cassie's shirt.
"Which part did you like then?" Eden whispered. She could see Cassie's nipples stiffen and her body turned to goosebumps, even in the hot room.
Cassie's eyes fluttered closed. "The-the part wh-where he p-played with..." Cassie could barely focus on her own words; Eden's hand was now gently cupping one of Cassie's tits.
"When he played with your boobs?" Eden asked, and firmly squeezed the handful of Cassie's soft flesh."
"Ooooooh," Cassie let out a long, low moan. Eden reached her other hand underneath Cassie's shirt and squeezed softly again, eliciting another long moan from the big-titted brunette.
At this point, Cassie had practically turned to putty in Eden's hands. Cassie moaned with her eyes closed and arms out, fully lost in Eden's touch. Eden kneaded a little harder and faster, and Cassie's moans increased in volume and tempo.
"Oh, oh, oh, yeah," Cassie moaned breathlessly. "Don't stop, don't stop!"
Eden continued to squeeze and rub Cassie's big tits.
Cassie's whole body tensed and quivered. "Oh fu-!" Her body froze in a soundless orgasm as pleasure wracked her chest and the rest of her body, shaking ever so slightly before collapsing.
