Wonder Woman gets fucked

With his thumb and forefinger, Dennis began pulling Wonder Woman’s famous blue panties to one side. Letting out an involuntary gasp, the towering goddess put a hand to his chest and growled.

“B-Back off, punk.”

Her attempt to intimidate was somewhat undermined by her blushing face and slightly inwards-bent legs. An unsteady pose unbefitting of a warrior, but just perfect for a virgin trying to protect her pussy.

The nervousness was building inside her now. She shouldn’t do this. She knew that. How could she offer up her womanhood to this man? She was the Amazon Queen, for Hera’s sake!

Dennis looked to her face with a quizzically raised eyebrow.

“How am I supposed to fuck you into a cummy mess while that thing’s in the way?”

“H-Ha! You really think you can make Wonder Woman cum?” Diana asked, throwing her beautiful head back and flashing a winning, confident smile. Her tiara sparkled in the dim moonlight.

She was regretting this whole thing to her bones. But she had been challenged, and she couldn’t show weakness. Besides… She wanted to know what she had been missing out on. And she’d never backed down before. She was a stubborn demi-goddess.

Dennis shrugged in response. “You dress like a hooker,” he said, as if to justify his position. “And normally we’d both be naked right now, but seeing as you didn’t seem to know that, I’m guessing you’re new to this. I’ll have you cumming in seconds.”

Wonder Woman gasped at his insulting words. “A hook- How dare you! Don’t you know who I am? I was a founding member of the Jus-”

“Are you the woman who flew me here to fuck? Because right now, you’re just a bimbo who’s still wearing her clothes.”

Diana’s lip quivered. She opened her mouth for a retort, but upon finding she had nothing, she shut it again.

“R-Right,” she said. “Well then. I suppose we will both… Strip.”

Pushing down her awkwardness, Wonder Woman lifted her hands to the cups of her bustier. Steadying herself with a sigh, she began to slowly peel the top of her costume down her body, revealing her large, perfect breasts. Dennis stared intently. He couldn’t believe he had goaded the famous superheroine into doing this, but he was amazed by the result. How far could he push this?

The gorgeous maiden before him slowly, one item of clothing at a time, stripped totally naked. Dennis may have not blinked for the entire process. Even once she was finally done, he continued fighting the urge to let his eyelids obscure his view for even a moment. He didn’t want to miss any of this. Any of her.

Before him, Wonder Woman stood completely nude. Her toned, strong arms were half-covering up her body, hiding as much of herself as she could while still pretending to mask it as a casual pose. Her slim, flat, belly drew Dennis’ eye first, then her rounded shoulders, then her incredibly strong, smooth legs - those thighs were thicker than he had ever imagined before meeting her, and her calves were lean works of art. Even though her legs were constantly on display while fully dressed, they were just as deserving of attention as the rest of her. Her round, slappable ass, her soft breasts - squished slightly by one of her forearms, in an attempt at modesty - and of course, her perfect, tight, untouched pussy. A single shimmering drop of liquid excitement fell from it onto the dirty alley floor.

Wonder Woman. The one and only Wonder Woman.

Despite herself, Diana found that she was glancing at Dennis’ face, hoping to read approval in his expression - and that she was filled with joy when she received his approval in abundance.

What was wrong with her? She had never been this timid when showering with her sisters on Themyscira. And of course he would approve of her, he was nothing but a simple man, and she was Wonder Woman!

Despite these internal words of encouragement, Diana remained embarrassed. Still, she refused to let it show. He didn’t deserve to see her blush. Or to see her nude. But certainly not both at once!

“S-So…” she began, brushing a loose lock of her perfect raven hair behind an ear. “Are you going to… S-Strip?”

Dennis blinked. Then he blinked again. Suddenly shaking back to his senses, he muttered a quiet “Uh, y-yeah,” before pulling his pants off the rest of the way and tugging his shirt over his head. His clothes fell in a discarded heap, a stark contrast to the royal Amazonian Wargarb which lay in a neat pile on the grimy alleyway floor beside Diana’s foot. Dirtying itself to allow this criminal access to Wonder Woman’s pristine body.

A shiver ran through her. She eyed the now-naked man up, trying to hide her analysis with a poor attempt at subtlety. She found that she approved of his body as well. Dennis was nothing superhuman, but he was strong. Lean, dense muscles lined his arms and legs. Functional muscles. He had a strong chest, and broad shoulders. His hard, worked body sported a wonderful, symmetrical six-pack. He bore small marks and scars, imperfect in the most perfect way. But most of all, Wonder Woman’s gaze was drawn down towards… G-God, was that really how big dicks were? I-It was so long, and thick, and stiff… Diana found herself silently tracing a finger up her flat belly, mentally calculating how high inside her it would reach.

Wonder Woman bit her lip in concern. Was it too much? She should fly away. Or overpower him again. She could do either one at any time. But that would be admitting defeat, and admitting to her fears. She couldn’t give in to those cowardly urges. If she’d gone far enough to be seen naked, she had to go all the way.

Besides, how good could it possibly be?

“W-Well,” Diana said, stepping forward. “Now you just have to… Put it in me.”

A pleasurable shudder ran up the virgin Wonder Woman’s back. A beautiful, genetically endowed Queen. Nude. About to be fucked by a common ruffian.

She slowly lowered herself down to the ground, lying on her back with her top half propped up at an angle by her elbows. She silently spread her strong, smooth legs apart, waiting.

Dennis stared. There was her pussy, open and waiting. Wonder Woman herself was begging for it. Wide open for him. To hell with foreplay, or taunting. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten this far.

“O-Oh, goodness!”

Wonder Woman’s eyes bulged as his thick, long, criminal cock slid all the way to the hilt in one quick motion. Her body shuddered with a micro-orgasm, shamefully cumming on insertion.

“Goodness me…” she gasped, her eyes rolling. Her crimson lips briefly formed an ‘O’ as the tremors and aftershocks ran through her body. But she was given no time to recoup - no acknowledgement that she had already cum on this dick. Dennis was already sliding back out, and rocketing back in hard - pounding somehow even deeper than the first plunge.

“O-OH!” Wonder Woman gasped, as he began picking up speed.

One thrust would have been enough, but they just kept on coming at her. His delightful dick was reaching parts of her untouched until now. Her pussy walls were being made to stretch in such a relaxing, rewarding way - a way that they never had before. It was if her interior cunt had suddenly come to life after a decades-long nap, and now his fat dick was helping it do an early-morning stretch.

Wonder Woman’s beautiful head rolled back, her breasts shaking and bouncing with each slam from his hips. Still propped up, but barely present. On the end of her arms, her fingertips curled limply as he began thrusting into her at breakneck speeds.

THIS was a cock. Each time, it felt as if it reached a little bit deeper into her. Exploring uncharted territories, scratching itches she hadn’t known were there. Her eyes were already growing glassy and her jaw was already being frozen open when Derek reached up and rolled one of her impressive breasts’ nipples between his fingers.

“O-Oh! Oh! Oh, oh! Hera!”

His hand released the nipple, gave the breast a squeeze and a quick slap, then ran smoothly down her body. His hand passed over her chest, her belly, and then her tight womb, making the famous superheroine shudder - before his thumb came to rest over her clit.

“Oh! Oh, oh! G-God… What are you…?”

Her words were cut off by a loud scream of pleasure, flying from her lips involuntarily, echoing out into the empty alley and beyond. Another powerful orgasm wracked her body, this one far more obvious. Dennis had begun gently massaging her clit beneath his thumb, rolling it around even while he dicked her deep and hard. With this, her elbows finally gave out, and she fell backwards, flat on her back.

Wonder Woman was gasping for breath. Girlcum flew from her pounded pussy, but no reprieve came. His dick just kept coming, even as the famous Wonder Woman crumbled all around it. Her hips rose slightly, lifting Dennis with them, before collapsing back down. Her body was shaky, and sweaty. Dennis literally had her under his thumb. This common criminal, this nobody, was making the Amazon Queen squeal and shake with such simple motions. She was making sounds and faces she’d never made before. But… It felt so goooooooddd~~~

Like the rest of her, Wonder Woman’s pussy was invulnerable, but still sensitive. Just as she felt a comforting hand on her shoulder, she fucking FELT that criminal cock and that gentle thumb teasing at her clit. Just because he couldn’t physically damage her didn’t mean he couldn’t bring her to the brink, past the brink, across the brink, and wherever else he wanted to take her. The Justice League founder was putty in his very capable hands.

“Fucking easy.” Dennis panted breathily, working quite hard himself to keep the Justice Leaguer overcome with pleasure like this, but at no risk of an early orgasm.

Beneath him, Wonder Woman writhed with glee. Sweat droplets beaded on her forehead. Her hips had begun responding on their own, humping his cock deep into her from below as he flicked her clit, held it like a button, gently rolled it…

Diana grit her teeth, somehow finding enough willpower and clarity to realize the shameful, embarrassing performance she was putting on. Nude, cumming, sweaty, and outfucked. This wouldn’t stand. She lifted herself up again, using her elbows to prop her top half up at an angle, and glared at him. She hadn’t dared look him in the eye since stripping off her famous costume, but now, she faced the man head-on.

She wouldn’t lose to him - she was Wonder Woman! Though she did feel a bit unsteady.

“I-I bet you’re about to blow your load already!” Wonder Woman laughed uncertainly, trying to taunt the criminal and regain her control over the situation. The situation in which she’d stripped naked, and was now letting an ordinary man fuck doubts into her soft, pleasure-wracked royal pussy.

It seemed like the Amazon Queen was just projecting her own weakness onto him, however. Her arm strength faltered, nearly falling back again as Dennis leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her jugular, still not slowing his thrusts.

“O-Ouuuhhh…”

Diana’s eyes rolled again, and she bit her lip. It felt so good. She could feel another orgasm coming. A big one. She was starting to get dizzy.

“I knew you were a weak- Nnf! A weak fuck!” Dennis gloated. Diana narrowed her eyes.

“I-I told you to watch the foul language…” was all she could manage before the breast-shaking rhythm made her moan out a loud, deep, long lasting, embarrassing animal-like noise. “HAAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!”

Her face burned red at its eventual completion, and she pulled her lips tightly shut, not daring to speak again for fear of another one escaping her crimson lips.

Wonder Woman had always been arrogant. Proud and noble. Outwardly, she acted as if she were better than everyone. But she was always a little bit unsure of herself as well. Like all great men and women, she was plagued by doubts, and a desire to prove herself through impressive feats and contests. But one look at her sweaty, red, cum-brained face, followed by a quick glance at Dennis’ casual smile, told the whole story. She wasn’t going to win this contest. The idea sat within her chest like a lead weight.

The last time she’d been truly defeated was as a child on Themyscira, while she was still learning the art of combat. Since entering adulthood, she had always placed first at everything. She had become the princess, and then later the Queen. She had traveled to man’s world and taken on the moniker of Wonder Woman - an adored, impossibly famous savior of the world. Stripped naked and getting her brains fucked out in some abandoned alley. Reduced to a quivering, dripping, feelgood puddle. Her mighty thighs wobbled with weakness and pleasure.

This was how she lost her virginity. She could never take it back. Her first wonderful foray into sex began with a shameful back alley defeat.

This man wasn’t even good enough to speak to the famous Wonder Woman. At a JLA meet-and-greet, he surely would have been ignored. And now he’d seen her naked, put his dick into her, and was about to deliver her to her first full-power orgasm. Diana’s mask of bravado was cracking, but she still fought not to let it slip.

“Th-thrust harder you virgin-! Nnggg!” she squealed out her attempt at an insult.

Taking on the challenge, Dennis began to fuck her even faster and harder. Oh, gawd, he was getting her right in that sweet spot! She didn’t actually think he could go any harder!

“O-Oh! Oh! OOOOHHHHH!!!”

A loud animalistic moan echoed through the nighttime city as Wonder Woman was reduced to orgasm - a mighty, quaking defeat. Her untrained pussy tightened as she came, the first overpowered orgasm of her fantastical life taking control of her body, weakening her sculpted muscles and making her body shake. It was too much. Dick was too much for her to take.

Her eyes rolled up, face frozen in shock. She soon found herself falling back onto the alleyway floor again, as the amazing pleasure knocked her out.

“Uhhhhnnn~*” she moaned.

Even then, as she lay silent, Dennis continued humping her still body, toying with her clit. He hadn’t yet noticed that he’d already won. That his cock had slain Wonder Woman.

Juices rushed out of her cunt as he worked her over some more, and her fingertips twitched randomly, a contented smile on her sleeping face. Inside, she felt as if her brain and pussy had each been taken into a tight, warm hug. She was so happy, as she lay there nude on the grimy alleyway floor, getting her pussy pounded.

Her large wonder-breasts were swaying with the shockwaves that ran through her, as Dennis kept ramming his hips into hers, fucking her **** body. It didn’t take long for another orgasm to build up inside of the amazing superheroine - signalled first by the confused furrowing of her brow, the opening of her glassy, **** eyes - then by the look of utter shock on her sleeping face as it arrived. She was cumming again, and again and again and…

Diana’s jaw was hanging open. Her limp body couldn’t believe what was happening to it. Her curled fingertips were twitching sporadically, her pussy squeezing to some random rhythm as Dennis finally noticed her utter silence. She was a limp mess.

“Hey, Wonder Tits, you still there?” Dennis asked, reaching up to squeeze one of her soft, perfect boobs. He got no response, not even her usual faint grunts, as he stared into the glassy rolled-up eyes of her humiliating ahegao face.

“Fucking fainted on my dick? Bitch…” Dennis chuckled. The great Wonder Woman herself was beneath him. Nude, sweaty, and knocked out by his cock.

Even now, as the mighty hero slept, her traitorous body continued cumming, and Dennis continued the fucking. Her oversensitive body was getting railed by common criminal cock. This bitch was more pent up than a nun, and more sensitive than a whore.

He reached over and squeezed the muscle of one of her biceps in his large, rough hands. Such strong arms, now useless and limp. He’d actually, truly, fucked her brains out. The sex had felt so good that she passed out. And now look at her. Look at her stupid fucking orgasm face. Usually so pretty, now so moronic.

Her sopping pussy got wrecked. The Queen of the Amazons was down for the count.

Dennis began wrapping up his bullying of her defeated cunt with his dick, each thrust making Wonder Woman’s exposed tits shake as their hips slapped together. Even still, her squelching pussy was cumming in micro-orgasms and squeezing his cock all over.

“You’re weak. Stupid bimbo. Nnnggf. F-Fuck the Justice League. W-Wonder Woman who?”

Dennis thrust one last powerful time into the sleeping beauty, holding his cock in at its deepest as he finished inside her royal cunt. Once his seed had finally finished pumping from his dick, he pulled it out, and sighed.

Pausing briefly to catch his breath, Dennis got up to his feet. He picked up the duffel bag of stolen money and stared down at Wonder Woman’s nude, defeated, pleasure-broken body. Jaw hanging open, frozen in shock and awe. Her body still quivered and leaked with the last of her orgasms.

The Justice Leaguer who sat on his cock. Not so high-and-mighty now, was she? She’d finally met her match - a nice, big, dick!