A Huntress and a Canary [pt. II]

Helena moaned in her throat softly.

She'd thought this was a good idea when she started, but she never imagined it would feel so... good. Jason's cock was huge and hard and hot between her breasts, and it felt heavenly against her skin as it slid between the supple mounds. The erotic moment was made all the more exciting by the addition of her good friend, a woman she'd actually thought of as something of a prude! The rhythmic jolts of pleasure she got when she pressed against Dinah to better squeeze the shaft were quite nice. In their position, their nipples were pressed right into each other, and they were both erect from the situation and the stimulation earlier. Each brush sent a little electric thrill through Helena that she savored. She opened her eyes to look at Dinah, wondering if she felt the same thing.

She was watching Jason's cock, an odd look on her face.

This went on for quite a while. No surprise there that Jason was perfectly content to let two hot stacked women titty-fuck his thick slab of cock-flesh until the end of time. Still, Helena couldn't say she minded. This was hot. She knew that she was doing a public service by providing this thug all the pussy he could handle to keep him on the straight and narrow. But there were certainly some very enjoyable fringe benefits....oh my god, yes!

Helena reveled in the sensation of the big busted blonde's nipples brushing so deliciously against her own, before lurching forward and sealing her lips over Jason's cockhead, sucking on the swollen mushroom of flesh eagerly as Dinah's and her own breasts caressed the towering shaft. He let out a gasp, and Helena purred to herself, enjoying that sound, and gloating a bit that it was her, and not Dinah, that had elicited it from the handsome punk. She enjoyed watching Dinah moving in closer, licking along the shaft in time to her own motions, sucking along the underside in loving, wet slurps. Fucking hot as hell that she was cheating on Oliver, that pompous ass she'd always insisted she was oh so in love with, with this big-dicked nobody.

What a fucking slut! Oh how she enjoyed this new side of her long-time friend.

Helena cooed as she ran her tongue along one thrumming vein slowly. This was quite possibly the most erotic situation she'd ever been in. Sharing a man with Dinah was exciting, only including Babs might be even better. The competitive aspect seemed to add a whole new thrill to this, the fact that she could beat Dinah in this arena was titillating. She squeezed her breasts tighter around the slick, pulsing giant of male flesh, sucking hard on the underside as she wriggled her tongue against the skin. She felt Jason's hand settle on her head, and she met his eyes enjoying the wide-eyed pleasured look on his face.

"Unnnghhh,” Jason let out a low breath as Helena leaned in and pressed his twitching hard-on between her breasts.

Oh fuck. She knew she was wet down there just by the antsy clenching and trembling of her own thighs, but she was getting the distinct feeling that she was leaving a god-damned puddle of her juices on the floor of the Clocktower about five inches from where Batgirl usually sat when she had over-watch duties.

"Alright, sluts. Get up and bend over." commanded Jason like the great big dick he was and had...

Without missing a beat, she released her breasts and his cock, happy to finally get to the main event. It was all sorts of arousing and lewd to do this here in their discount 'Bat Cave'. She slowly bent over the console, feeling her heavy breasts flatten across the top, and raised her ass and prepared to be mounted by Jason’s huge cock. The crowded computers and other equipment on the wrap-around desk made it a bit uncomfortable to bend on to it, but the excitement by the location of their tryst more than made up for it. She felt so exposed, nude and dripping her lower half offered to Jason as she looked out at the Gotham city-scape at night through the clock's windowed face.

She turned to look at Dinah beside her, a portion of her body obscured by a monitor, one boob pressing about two-thirds of the keys on Babs' main keyboard, but she could see her face in profile and the blonde turned to look, meeting her eyes and looking embarrassed, shaking her head slightly and looking away.

After a little bit, Helena became aware that they were both just hanging there, that Jason hadn't made a move. She twisted around, remaining bent over and saw that he was just sitting there watching them with an oh so smug expression on his face. She wasn't the least bit put out by his teasing, she was too busy appreciating the view. He'd dropped his pants and every inch of his fucking magnificent genitals were on display, from his absolutely low-hanging well-filled sac to that thick shaft of cock jutting proudly up from Jason's lap.

Smirking and openly ogling his groin, she said, "Now Jason... what's the matter? Don't tell me after all that cocky talk and foreplay, you're have a bit of 'performance anxiety', huh?"

He laughed, "There was never a chance of that with you two. Dinah here can attest to my skills in the bedroom, right?"

"Skilled? Well, he's big, which is nice all on its own and he lasts forever. Gets it back up again quick..."

Jason scoffed loudly, "I feel like you just said I had no skills, just praised my big dick and other attributes I have no control over."

"Yea. Pretty much." commented Dinah spritely even as she wiggled her big beautiful butt at him.

Not to be outdone, Helena spread her heels a bit and twerked slightly, "Oh that's well more than good enough for me. Come on in, big boy."

"Oh I'm gonna... But first-" he paused and held up his smartphone, "Play with those pussies for me, ladies."

Huntress slipped an arm down under herself and arched her back, lifting her pelvis for a better view, "Oh? We're ladies again? Not sluts?" she teased as she slid two fingertips along the insides of her folds and pushed them apart to give him a particularly lewd view.

"You can't be both?" he asked with a smirk as he gripped that big cock about the base while clearly taking pics with his phone, "Fuck yea. Show off for the camera."

She twisted and contorted her body even further, turning so that her big boobs were in profile and pursed her lips playfully even as the hand she was straddling plunged into her oh so wet pussy. Looking at Dinah, she saw the blonde had turned on her side, arms down her front, squeezing and pushing her tits out as she played with her pussy, "You know, Dinah. I can't help but notice you're not 'screaming' Jason's phone out of existence. Aren't you worried about Oliver seeing'em? That seems like just the thing an unrepentant thug like Jason might just try..."

Helena was never going to let Dinah forget just exactly what she was doing here. God, the thought that she was actually cheating on Oliver was so fucking hot! This was so wrong but it felt so... right. The idea that Jason might ruin the engagement and steal Dinah from Oliver practically made Helena absolutely creme all on its own!

"Correction-" commented Dinah playfully as she teased her slit and spread her legs, lifting one taut limb up and holding it in the air with ease, "-that's something Jason might try if he wasn't getting his balls drained on the regular by yours truly. Besides I think his phone should be full of hot pics to tide him over when we're not around to mentor him properly."

That caused Jason to laugh and he shook his head slightly before raising his phone and telling them to make out with each other. Still playing for the camera, Helena leaned in towards Dinah and delivered a strong kiss, their lips molding together in a passionate dance. Relishing the sweet taste and pillowy softness of her dear friend’s lips, she raised her hands to cup the other woman’s cheeks, tenderly holding her close as they continued to make out. Their well-endowed chests squashed into each other and Helena couldn't resist dropping her hand down to fondle Dinah's big tit. She was rewarded by an appreciative coo from Canary's throat and a soft feminine hand gently palming her own boob.

Helena heard Babs' chair roll as Jason got to his feet and they both parted to watch him approach. She couldn't help but squirm with anticipation.

"There we go. Time to expel all that mean ole criminal jizz and get your head right...ah-" Dinah devolved into giggles at her own absurd phrasing.

Helena smirked but didn't make fun of her dork of a friend. She had something far more important in mind and raised her hips. She was so ready to be mounted and fucked. Not that that was the reason she was doing this of course, oh no... Jason just needed a bit of rehabilitation, that's right.

Her pussy was absolutely dripping with anticipation.

She closed her eyes and hissed with delight as she felt the weight of his length land upon the crack of her ass. Slowly, he withdrew his hips and she felt his big penis slide along her butt like a serpent until his heavy member fell off and then it was suddenly pressing against her opening.  She held her breath…

 Any second…

 UNGHHHHYESSSS!

Her labia was wrenched open and spread wide as he surged forward and she howled as his cockhead wedged between her folds. He was thick!!! Inch by inch he entered her, her soft lips parted as she gave a completely involuntary moan of pleasure as still more inches filled her. She gripped the console with clenched fists and felt her boobs squash into a screen, shuddering and gasping as Jason's massive dick pushed into her, splitting apart her tight inner walls as it slowly and surely claimed her wet little pussy. It was utterly indescribable how good it felt, totally and utterly filling her snatch with warm girth that grinded over every part of her. It made her pussy ache, made her nerves flare with a potent pleasure and it brought a positively ecstatic grin to her face.

He withdrew a few inches and plunged back in and that was all it took. She was suddenly cumming, “Fu….uuuking…gaaawd….Fuck. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck….”

"That's right. Cum for me hard, you vigilante-slut!" Jason's voice was filled with nothing but jerkish zeal and suddenly her still climaxing sex rebounded, somehow reaching even greater heights of insane pleasure and she screamed and thrashed beneath him.

Jason kept his thick meat fully buried inside her as her pussy went wild around him and she did her best to regain some measure of composure as her fucking incredible orgasm eventually faded. Soon enough he was fucking her with long sure plunges, making her squirm and whine when he reached the back with that fat wide thing. It went on like that for what felt like forever but was probably just a few minutes, their hips slapping together noisily, her moaning and him grunting, one hand moving between reaching around and groping her breast and grasping and pulling at her butt even as his other seemed to be in constant contact with Dinah.

Helena couldn't help but let out a childish wail of disappointment when his cock was suddenly pulled out and he settled in behind Dinah's raised hips. Helena was left to dance her fingers across her clit, rubbing back and forth as her slit leaked her juices all over the floor as Dinah and Jason fucked right beside her.

"Do you like that, Dinah?" Jason panted into her ear as he bent over her, his pelvis slowly rocking, driving that thick monster in and out of her by inches. A pointless question, made to excite his own ego as the answer was obvious by Canary's euphoric smile and the constant exclamations of pleasure she'd been lewdly expressing all throughout his furious thrusting.

“Yeesssss!” Dinah gasped in return, tilting her head back and lolling her tongue over her wide smile, drool leaking from her lips as she seemed to utterly revel in how full her cunt currently was. “Fuck me, I love it! I love your big fucking dick filling my cunt!”

Oooh. Hearing Dinah talk like that was all sorts of pleasing all on its own and Helena's fingers circled her clit frantically as she tried to summon up another monster orgasm. This was so fucking hot! Why hadn't they taken up rehabilitating a degenerate young criminal before now!? She wondered this even as she watched Dinah moan, and whimper pleadingly as Jason suddenly drew back, pulling his shaft free of the blonde to step over and YES! burying it to the hilt in Helena in one smooth thrust.

It went on like that for a good twenty or thirty minutes, Jason pounding away at their battered pussies and extracting loud moans and screams from their throats. When driving his huge fat prick into one, he was finger-fucking the other, tiding them over until the next time that full-sized wonderful dick was back inside.

Then abruptly, while Jason happened to be drilling Dinah, Batgirl called.

The blinking light on the console happened to be right in front of Helena and at first she rolled her eyes and sighed at the timing before Jason's sudden slap-grab to her butt re-circuited her thought process and she was suddenly grinning with delicious delight as she flicked the switch, speaking loudly and grasping Dinah's shoulder tightly to get her attention, "What's up, Batgirl?"

The sordid action beside her suddenly paused, Jason's fat cock buried inside Dinah, the thug in question suddenly giving her a just as intense look as the one Canary had.

Barbara's voice crackled through the speaker, "Nothing much. Just doing a little investigation. Since you guys are just hanging out in the Clock tower, you mind looking up an address for me?"

She gave her two suddenly stricken sex-partners the biggest shit-eating grin as she leaned in to the microphone, "No problem, babe. Hit me."

"335 Weldon Street. There's a big warehouse that looks abandoned that my bad guy just went into and I see some workers loading up some high-tech equipment into the back. Who officially owns it?"

Helena grimaced, suddenly realizing she was actually going to have to look this shit up in order to have her little fun, "I'm on it. Wait a sec." She held out an open palm to her lusty compatriots, signaling that they should go right ahead. Dinah gave her this absolutely hateful look of refusal and disgust but that soon dissolved into erotic distraction as Jason showed his natural asshole big-dicked nature and got right back to fucking her. What a lovable scamp!

Still, her little bit of fun meant she had to switch gears and mess around in the database. That was annoying, though the fact that she was doing so with her naked ass in the air, her cunt wet and a bit sore from a through deep-dicking added a spice all its own to the droll task. This was Barbara's forte and Dinah was the computer-geek back-up, not her. But seeing how she was currently being pounded into a sexy, pussy-gushing mess by their new studly would-be sidekick, Helena was all they had...

She was in the middle of it, some of her sexy arousal cooling by the necessity of having to concentrate on boring financial records when Barbara's voice crackled though, "Uh...What is going on there? What's that slapping noise?"

"Oh that?" The thought of Batgirl hearing Dinah getting fucked and misattributing it as something mundane, revived Helena's libido in full and she couldn't help but saucily wink at the frantic blonde as she told the truth, "That's just the sound of Dinah getting absolutely pounded by this big-dicked stud, that's his hips bouncing off her naked butt."

Both Dinah and Jason looked like they were about have heart-attacks, frozen in place and in mid-coitus. She held up a finger, telling them to wait and just fucking trust her. She held her open palm out to the speaker just as Barbara said, "Gross, thanks for that image. What's she really doing?"

She stuck out her tongue before she replied with feeling, "Gross? What? That's a beautiful sexy image. As to what she's actually doing? Apparently taking out some frustration on the punching bag."

"What punching bag?"

"The one I just installed. Obviously." She mouthed to Dinah, 'Buy a punching bag. Stat.' Glancing at the results of her search on the screen she added, "A corp called Obsidian Analysis is on the lease. Not much-"

"-that's enough. That's a Cadmus subsidiary." interrupted Barbara, how did she even remember something like that off the top of her head?, "I'm going in."

"You need back-up?" asked Helena, really hoping not as she'd been working towards another orgasm when that dick Jason had switched back to Dinah, though she was ready to ditch this crazy awesome threesome all the same in order to fuck up some evil Superman cloning mad scientists.

"Nah. I got this." came Batgirl's confident reply, "Though come after me if I don't report in like an hour or so."

"Yea, obviously." answered Huntress, adding, "Good luck, girl."

"Thanks." replied Barbara and she signed off.

After that they kept fucking into the night.

Dinah hadn't been joking. Not only was Jason blessed with a great big wonderful dick but he had stamina for days. So many orgasms! He filled her so perfectly full, her tight little pussy clinging desperately to that wonderful shaft, each stroke dragging her clit along the underside, winding her up to a fever pitch. Barbara actually finished her recon, signing off and the three of them were still going at it. He was taking her in Batgirl's chair, her legs wrapped around him as he basically folded her in half, his hands cupping and squeezing her compressed bulging breasts as he fucked her so fucking hard.

When he finally came inside her, it was like a dam breaking. Best orgasm she'd ever had! Her cunny clenched down, spasming and quivering as explosions of bliss rocketed through every fiber of her being, jolts of the most intense pleasure thundering across her senses. She cried out, arching her back as much as she could under the spell, her pussy clamping down and contracting, squeezing, twisting as her climax raged.

Jason erupted, a deluge of thick, creamy seed drenching her inner walls in hot white sperm. Criss-crossing, ropey wads of gooey cum painted her womb, raining copious bursts of steamy spunk, filling her to overflow in seconds, the excess shooting back out forcefully. Helena moaned, shivering. She cooed, loving the feeling of him filing her up inside with his warmth, his essence.