Moment of Clarity

Her task seemingly completed, Zatanna turned away from you and wondered if there was somewhere on the jet she could hide to give you two privacy. But there wasn’t. Everything was freakin transparent. She’d either have to keep her back turned or leave the plane. The solution seemed obvious then.

“Wait Zatanna,” said Wonder Woman as the magician started down the ramp. You and Zatanna were shocked and stared at the warrior princess. “Please… stay and watch.”

Your eyes went wide.

“You- what?” Zatanna exclaimed in disbelief. Wonder Woman took a long breath, closing her eyes a moment.

“I… I might only have a few seconds before I… lose it again… I know I’m losing it…” she breathed. She had her fists clenched in her lap, lower lip trembling. “I’ll need this dose as quickly as possible. And I still… have a mission to complete. I think… if Doctor Doe has an audience… this will all be over faster.” Diana’s eyes flicked up at you. Yours darted to Zatanna. She looked utterly floored. There was a part of you that wanted to back up Diana’s claims, which she had experience with, but in truth you were probably not going to take that long to bust. The danger and excitement of this ‘mission’ had already riled you up to a pretty far point. And who needed anything more than Wonder Woman on her knees in front of you to get off?

You weren’t sure you’d be able to say anything to convince the stunning brunette hero in fishnets to stay anyway… So it was a pleasant surprise to see her walking slowly back up the ramp. There was a smile from Wonder Woman, and your heartbeat started racing even faster as Zatanna stood herself near an invisible console just four feet away from you. She crossed her arms, giving Wonder Woman a concerned look.

“Fine,” she said, and seemed resigned to be the audience Wonder Woman requested. You had no idea why she would agree to this… Maybe it was because Zatanna was a performer herself? Perhaps there was a sort of understanding there related to that. Or it could be that she wanted to keep an eye on you? She did seem more suspect of you now, training a hard look onto you. Any further thoughts to this would have to wait because now the strongest woman on Earth had a request for you.

“Doctor Doe,” she said, looking up with those lovely blue eyes. “Can I suck your cock?”

You wanted to jump and shout, or faint, but managed to stay on your feet. The only betrayal of your stoic reaction was your cock flexing and the bead of precum that had gathered on the tip of it dribbled down your shaft. You knew Wonder Woman saw this, her eyes sparkling, and you also knew that Zatanna was staring up at the sky pointedly. “Doctor…” Wonder Woman went on, now moving forward, her self restraint slipping as she reached out. “Please... “ Her fingers wrapped around the base of your dick. It felt amazing to finally be touched. She almost used it as leverage to slide up closer. “May I please suck your cock?”

It felt like a dream at this point, but Wonder Woman’s very real grip around you grounded this moment. You felt her hot breath on your member. All you could really do was give her a nod. And that was all she needed.

She pressed her lips, her nose, and her face, to the hard flesh of your cock. You needed to set your stance to not take a step back as she kissed your skin. There came a moan from the Amazon as she finally got to taste your precum. You remembered how she complimented you the first time on your flavourful fluids. This time you could plainly see the enjoyment on her face. She worshiped your cock, licking and kissing your balls, lapping up and down your length. While she wasn’t actually sucking or jerking your off, she was ravishing every inch of you with her mouth and it was just wonderful to experience her enthusiasm.

There was a groan from her throat and she smashed her cheeks against your crotch. You could feel her eyelashes against your shaft, the pressure of her pushing her head on you was like she was trying to absorb your meat through her face. You realised her delirious desire was overwhelming her instincts and conscious efforts. Without the use of your hands you had to instead move your hips, twisting away from her momentarily, giving her a gap to take a breath, then angled your erection to her lips. She kissed your crown and moaned agained, tongue snaking out to lap at the flow of viscous precum she was still urging out of you.

You heard a Zatanna exhale from her nose and glanced over to her. She was visibly uncomfortable, her arms squeezed so tightly to her chest she didn’t realise how much she was pushing up her cleavage. Her face was very deliberately turned to the side, but you were sure it was impossible to completely shut out what was going on in her peripheral vision.

Shifting your focus back down to Wonder Woman you tried to gently thrust yourself into her searching mouth. She was growing ****, but that lust filled need helped steer her too. She sucked at your tip, looked down at your cock, eyes crossing, her soft lips parting wider. You pressed the advantage and pressed more of you into her mouth. She opened her jaws and took you. Warm saliva started to pour out of her mouth, helping you feed the Amazon more of your hard cock. She started to slurp, tasting your heat on her tongue and groaning appreciatively.

Now you were floating. Your balls ached from all the panting efforts of Wonder Woman, but now that she was finally able to properly suck you off there was a pleasurable wave of anticipation warming your groin. You couldn’t help letting out a moan yourself as Diana did her best to swallow further inches of you.

You glanced at Zatanna, still locked in her closed off pose as Wonder Woman openly felated you. But the sorceress had given up on trying not to watch. The woman’s cheeks were pink as she stared at the kneeling Amazon warrior bobbing up and down on your cock, hands now holding onto your thighs. It was a sight to behold… Zatanna’s gaze flicked up to yours momentarily and she froze, getting redder, before she pursed her lips and turned her face away again to stare into the jungle.

You also looked around. Despite the relative quiet afforded by being inside Wonder Woman’s enclosed jet, the entire savanna was visible around you. And the entire savannah could watch you too. Luckily the only eyes around belonged to the zebras, a few distant antelope and a couple of birds that swooped past overhead. It was a strange kind of private exhibitionism… but the audience of Zatanna was not unnoticed or unappreciated. You were going to cum soon… right into Wonder Woman’s mouth. And Zatanna, standing there in her ridiculously sexy outfit, low cut top and fishnet stockings almost showing off as much flesh as Wonder Woman’s short armor, was going to watch you do it. An audience did help get you off faster.

“Here it comes… I’m gonna cum Diana...Diana!” you called out, wanting to make sure Zatanna caught the moment Wonder Woman caught her mouthfuls of you. That intense, building pressure in your groin was finally released in a heated rush of toe curling sensation. Your spurts came thick and fast, pouring into the Amazon’s maw. She was locked in place, surprised by the hot ooze filling her mouth, spilling down past her chin. But instincts kicked in and she began to slurp. To suck. To swallow. She gulped your copious load, mouthful after mouthful. You watched her face of concentration, those eyes closed as she had her fill of you, like a thirsty lion at a watering hole. You saw those red lips curl into a smile around your thick meat as she felt your thick load slide down her throat. Her hands flexed on your thighs with each pulse you fed her. She hummed, tasting you coating the insides of her mouth and throat. Looking up you saw Zatanna transfixed on the final moments of your treatment. Of the mess you made of Wonder Woman. Of her unquenchable thirst for you.

But it was eventually quenched. Diana’s shoulders relaxed and you exhaled as she pulled herself off your cock. She sat back into her kneeling resting position, took a moment to catch her breath. Your own chest was heaving, heartbeat loud but starting to slow. The Amazon Princess opened her eyes, clarity restored, and she smiled at you. That smile dripped with your cum. It ran down her chin, her neck. There were splotches on her tits and breastplate.

“Thank you John,” she said, then reached out and gave your flagging erection one more firm stroke, drawing a final pearl of cum from you. She kissed it off your tip, the flick of her tongue sending a shiver through you. “You saved my life.”