Morning fuck with Cassandra

The sun's warm rays bathed Aaron's nude body as he stood in the doorway to the courtyard, watching dawn break over the horizon. He smiled to himself, feeling the warmth on his skin, the cool morning breeze playing with his black hair.

Aaron did not need sleep. Not anymore. The more accustomed he was to his powers, the greater and more godlike he became. In an hour, he scanned the minds of every individual in Japan. He found the targets Eiko had been begging for him to exterminate.

Extermination wasn’t the way. Hypnosis and control was.

Compared to Gotham City, Japan’s corruption was nothing. Eiko claimed that the Yakuza were growing powerful. However, compared to the gangs and mega-powerful in Gotham, the Yakuza were a speck in their society.

From the confines of the hot spring, Aaron hypnotized the wealthy evil to become good. He convinced them to let go of their greed to focus on the country. The citizens of Japan regularly criticized their governments for being corrupt and slow. They could never get anything done. They always bent to the whims of the mega-powerful. So he fixed that.

Aaron looked away from the sunrise and summoned his phone in his hand, texting the leader of the League of Assassins a list of names.

Talia: What is this for, Beloved?

Aaron: Remember the plan to spread our peace initiative throughout the world? We’re speeding things up. You have branches in Japan, yes? Use them.

Talia: These names are the wealthy people you have controlled? Understood.

Talia: However, I do not mean to disobey you but…Japan is the HQ of a certain organization. They are mighty.

Aaron: Don’t worry, I will take care of them tonight. Then, you will come to me.

Originally, the plan was to go international once Aaron got a better hold of his mind-reading powers. He didn’t want the Justice League and their telepaths to potentially discover Aaron through one of his hypnotized people. Gotham was practically a nation in of itself with Batman as its primary protector. Not even Green Lanterns could enter without Batman's explicit permission. And since Batman was under his pockets, it was impossible for Aaron to get caught here.

As for Japan, there was only one real threat: the Martian Manhunter. During his early career, the Martian Manhunter defended Japan from the alien Antares probe. This event helped to establish him as Japan's premier hero, the "Jade Warrior”, and he often visited Tokyo as a result.

Luckily, Aaron had linked up with Bruce and checked his memories. Apparently, the Martian was back on Mars for a meditative retreat. ‘According to Bruce’s memories, he won’t be here for two weeks. More than enough time for me.’

Aaron suspected his odds in defeating Martian Manhunter in a mind duel was seventy-thirty. Aaron had the advantage but he wouldn’t be surprised if the Martian had some trick up his sleeve to tip the scales.

Once or twice a week, Aaron flipped through the Batman’s memories in case the Justice League learned of anything. Anytime a Justice League member did visit, Aaron was ready. No evidence of his existence could be traced to them. There was only one thing they knew: Cassandra Cain had a kid. That was all. They didn’t know it was with the Wayne Manor chef and they didn’t know that the chef was also pounding Bruce’s ex-fiancée in the other room.

Aaron’s pupils glowed silver. Actually, there was one other notable Japanese superhero other than the Martian Manhunter/Jade Warrior.

‘Jiro Osamu, the Japanese Batman. He works in the dark and hardly makes public appearances. His purpose in Bruce’s mind is to spread the Batman mythos. At the end of the day though, he works for Batman Incorporated. In other words, Jiro Osamu works for me and doesn’t even know it.’

That was the primary reason for Eiko Hasigawa’s begging. A certain organization in Japan was growing in power and nearly killed Jiro Osamu. Currently, the young man was licking his wounds and ready for a second round of fighting like any good Batman would.

The heiress wasn't so sure and so prostrated herself in front of him. As if worshipping his cock, as if knowing Aaron Reigner could end her fears.

“Our Batman cannot beat them, the Circle,” Eiko had exclaimed. “Please! Please, help us!”

“You asked me to save ALL of Japan, no? You are apart of the Yakuza. You will be apart of the cleansing.”

“I understood. Why do you think I opened this hot spring up? I am prepared to clean up my act. I am prepared to offer a job for the Yakuza that wish to do the same.”

That was the extend to the conversation—begging and pleading and with Eiko doing everything she could to get him to save Japan. He scanned her memories. She wasn’t lying. She sincerely wanted peace in Japan.

That morning, Aaron Reigner chose several key targets. Just as he did, he heard a groan.

“Mmmh!” Cassandra was awake, stretching her arms high in the air. She rolled over and saw Aaron’s bare backside. She got up and stood beside him. The courtyard was wonderful to look at, especially since there was no roof and they could witness the sunrise.

“Morning,” Cassandra said.

“Morning,” Aaron replied, tossing his phone at his futon without looking. “Sleep well?”

“Mm.” Cassandra stretched her arms high in the air, breasts shaking happily. “Slept very well.”

She leaned on his shoulder, arms locked behind her. The couple enjoyed the moment of the sun rising.

Of course, there was a third member of their group. Alas, she could not join them. Kimiyo was still in the same position as Eiko found her at night—globs of white cream falling from her pussy and asshole, her face planted to the floor while her ass remained high up. Unlike Cassandra, she simply wasn't built to fuck for long hours.

“So much for having three kids. Two rounds and she's totally out.”

Cassandra nodded vigorously in agreement. “Mhm, mhm.”

His left hand reached down, squeezing her supple buttock, and he pulled her tightly against his body.

There was no need for a kiss or eye contact. Simply by groping her ass, she understood. Cassandra giggled, gently removed herself from him, and bent over. Her ass cheeks parted, she spread the pinkness of her pussy and the tight entrance to her womb.

Aaron's cock grew gloriously erect in a matter of seconds and wound up thwacking on top of her ass. His fourteen inch member pulsed with need as he positioned himself behind her. Hands behind him, his throbbing member thrust into her hole.

CLAP—!

He was in.

Cassandra moaned at the intrusion, her body trembling. "Mmmmh~!” Her eyes closed in ecstasy as she relished the feeling of being stretched and filled. Only ten inches were in, however. With a second thrust, he was completely inside and Cassandra moaned again.

Aaron began to move with his full cock, his hips pumping slowly and deliberately. His cock glided in and out, slick with her juices, and he relished the tightness that only Cassandra could provide. There were so many women in his life. The Inner Harem and the Outer Harem, and yet, it was Cassandra's walls that could convince his cock to nut prematurely.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

Aaron slowly stopped thrusting, letting Cassandra do all the work for him. Smiling, fingertips on the floor and bent over, she slammed back. Slam! Slam! Slam! Ass cheeks clapped against his pelvis as she repeatedly swallowed his length. Aaron looked at the courtyard and the sunrise.

He crossed his arms.

Cassandra's ass cheeks kept clapping.

This was the definition of casual sex.

“Cass, I was thinking..."

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"...we go to the hot spring..."

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"...after our shower,” Aaron said. Despite the raw intimacy, he was conversing with her as if he was having lunch.

“M-mmmh!”

Showers were necessary before entering the hot spring. It was told to them by Eiko since they were foreigners. Cleanliness was super emphasized in Japan and the couple wanted to follow that rule down to the capital. That was partly why they didn't fuck at the hot spring. They didn't want to make themselves out to look like one of those crazy, stupid foreigners visiting Japan.

Cassandra reached behind her, finding purchase on his firm, muscular arms, encouraging him to thrust harder, faster. “Tokyo,” she said, her voice strained with the effort of holding back her impending orgasm. "After bath, let's explore Tokyo.”

Aaron smiled. “Sure.”

Her pussy tightened and he seized her wrists. Cassandra knew what was coming.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

He pounded into her with purpose. He pounded into her using her arms as reigns. The sound of their passion filled the room. Mad wet, slick noises accompanying each powerful thrust. Aaron's balls slapped against her pussy with each retreat, only to plunge back into her hot, tight depths.

And while he fucked and held her arms, he turned. He walked her down the room. He clapped her ass cheeks while getting her to walk to the bathroom.

“Mmmph~! Nnnngh~! C-cumming~!”

Her first orgasm today. Happened a bit sooner than expected. Then again, he had been standing there doing nothing.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

Walking and fucking to the bathroom. Drilling a tight cunt. There was nothing in the world better than that. Absolutely nothing.

The door to the bathroom slid open courtesy of Aaron releasing one of Cassandra's arms.

Cassandra felt her second orgasm building, a coil of pleasure in the pit of her stomach, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold it back for long. "Gonna cum, gonna cum~!” Cassandra gasped, her pussylips tensing. "Cumming, cumming!”

She exhaled and tightened up to a ludicrous degree. Aaron exhaled in the very same way. Both cunt and cock were feeling nirvana.

After two claps and two steps, Cassandra picked up her phone from the sink counter. She had left it there by accident. She turned the camera on. Without a word she gave a peace sign and snapped a selfie.

Aaron was puzzled and used his free hand for a peace sign in the second photo. Cassandra's smile was big. Aaron's smile was light and a tinge awkward.

She then stood up straight, ass and back pressed to him. Her smile grew wider as she took another selfie. Aaron's smile was even more awkward. He might have been the Chosen One but he wasn't exactly photogenic. Cassandra giggled as he checked the photo and his face.

“Cute,” she remarked.

Aaron wrapped his arms around her waist. He wasn't thrusting, only wanting his cock to remain inside her. “For a second I thought you wanted to get into the sex industry. If we ever did porn, we'd make bank.”

"Mm. So much money. We could give it to charity too."

"Haha, we could."

Railing her in front of million...railing her while making money...railing her while everyone knew about them. Aaron grew even harder if that was possible. Throbbing, pounding, fucking, he buried himself deep within her and nutted. Rapid-fire cum shots swarmed Cassandra's womb for what must have been the thousandth time.

He didn't pull out. He let his cock kiss her womb with his cum. He let her feel warm and fuzzy. Cassandra was one with him.

"Let's not waste it."

Following that remark, Aaron took Cassandra's hand once more and led her towards the shower. Her ass and pussy was still jammed to his fat cock. The water felt good on their heaving bodies, and they slowly washed each other, revelling in the feeling of the suds sliding over their sensitive skin.

Plop!

At last, his semi-flaccid cock left her and his jelly-like cum burst out in massive glops. Cassandra mewled and huffed, and then smiled at Aaron.

What was the biggest fuck of Dr. Light's life was a Tuesday to Aaron and Cassandra.

Cassandra lathered up her body, running her hands over her breasts and down her torso. Suddenly, she squatted down, cum dripping, and then came back up. Aaron didn't realize what happened until it did.

“Wait…this is ice cold,” Aaron noted. He glanced at Cassandra, then down lower, and saw that the knob had been messed with. “Cass…”

Her heart-shaped ass cheeks to him, she said nothing and kept humming and washing herself. Aaron wrapped his arms around her from behind, his hands playfully squeezing her breasts.

“You're going to make my dick shrivel up if you do that.”

Cassandra turned in his arms, a sly smile on her face. "And you'll still be the biggest," she teased, leaning in to kiss him. "But I want cold. Hot spring was hot. We need balance."

“Alright, alright.”

And with that, they continued their shower.