Identity Crisis - Wondergirl (NSFW)

“You fought admirably the other day.” Cassie Sandsmark told Jonah as he poured her another glass of cheap white wine.

“Oh yeah.?” Jonah sat on his couch next to her, placing the bottle aside for later.

“Yes, those rogues didn’t know what hit them.” Cassie took a sizable drink from her glass and relaxed on the plush couch. “You should have seen Impulse when he got his hands on Mirror Master; it was something else. I didn’t know he had it in him.”

Not one for dressing up for anything, Cassie was wearing casual lounging clothes. She sported form-fitting athletic shorts and a cropped Wonder Woman branded t-shirt, which displayed her toned body.

“I didn’t know you liked the thrill of combat so much.” The ice of Jonah’s glass of scotch clinked as he took a small sip. He was tempering his drinking far more than his younger companion.

“Well, not as much as my sisters, but it does get my blood pumping.”

“We should try sparing sometime if you like it so much.”

“Y’know.” Cassie leaned on Jonah’s shoulder and began tracing a finger onto his chest. “When we finished the battle, I hoped we would have a victory celebration.”

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. Let us commemorate our triumph immediately.”

Jonah held Cassie’s free hand and pulled her into a kiss. It was a sloppy kiss accented by the taste of wine. Sitting side by side, they locked lips at a strange, diagonal angle.

This is why she was here. While they respected each other as heroes and people, their relationship was founded on their physical connection, not their emotional one. It’s not that Jonah disliked Cassie. They just didn’t have much chemistry. The cynic in Jonah told him that it was purely transactional sex for sex. But he could sense there was potential for more. His interference had taken the two down a path she might not normally walk.

The more time he spent with her, the more he understood her. Jonah learned that Cassie was somewhat of a late bloomer and had self-esteem problems. It doesn’t matter if you are attractive now; it takes time to heal from society's disdain for the ugly and the inconvenient. Jonah filled her confidence as much as he filled her. As for Jonah himself, well, that was another story entirely. He also understood that she had a ticklish spot on her right shoulder. He caressed underneath her shirt on her weak spot, and her skin shivered in a stimulating shock.

Cassie broke from Jonah’s embrace briefly to swing her leg over his and plant herself onto his lap. In response, Jonah felt up her toned abs, feeling the heat on her skin and the definition of her muscles. He worked his curious hands up her cropped shirt under the copyrighted Wonder Woman logo.

“Always trying to get me out of my clothes, aren’t you?” Cassie wrapped her arms around Jonah.

“The Greeks understood that some bodies are works of art that should be displayed.” Jonah laid on the flattery.

“Well, when you put it that way.” Cassie quickly discarded her shirt and the grey sports bra she wore underneath, revealing her perky breasts.

“Sculpted to perfection.” Jonah ran his hands up her body further, palming her breasts lightly and running a thumb over a nipple.

Cassie smiled and wiggled her ass into his crotch. Her weight pushed Jonah’s cock on his stomach as his erection grew. Jonah pulled Cassie in, and the two began kissing again, their tongues pushing and taunting each other.

Their bodies pressed against together and attacked each other’s mouths with excitement. Jonah could feel himself, and Cassie grew hot and bothered without release. At this point, his cock strained against his pants. Cassie could feel his manhood enlarge with every passing minute until it wasn’t just Cassie weighing on his pelvis.

Eventually, Cassie slowed down her ravenous **** to a crawl until she was practically sighing into his mouth. Her soft lips hook onto his, pulling on them gently before releasing him. She gave him one final peck before leaning back.

Cassie flicked her hair back and gave Jonah a smirk. She slid off of his crotch and crouched by the couch. Pulling aside his legs and pulling her flowing blonde hair back into a loose ponytail, Cassie prepared to use her mouth in other ways.

Pants slowly removed from his waist, Jonah’s hard dick slumped out of its restraints. His thick member twitched in anticipation once in the open air.

“Hello again, friend.” Cassie smiled at his Johnson, holding it at the base with one hand.

“Don’t play with your food, Cassie.” Jonah growled in frustration.

“Ok.” Cassie relinquished.

She gave his head a quick kiss, which elicited another twitch from the excited penis.

Maintaining a solid grip on the base, Cassie teased his cock further by licking up and around his head, carving a circle around the sensitive glands. Jonah shuddered in her grasp, and she liked it. He was a master of the tongue in his own right, so she liked the pleasure she could give to the slightly older man. Oral was a two-way straight. While one gained pleasure, the other held control of one's most sensitive body parts.

Her proverbial culinary experience thoroughly mise en place’d Cassie dug right in. Like a mixed metaphor, she overwhelmed the head. The dexterous warrior handled his shaft, pumping it up and down while her mouth held his tip. She tongued his cock as she held it in a warm and moist mouth.

Jonah gripped a couch cushion and Cassie's hair in tandem as the blonde worked on his engorged manhood. She had gotten quite talented in a short amount of time. Did she have further experience, or was she a natural? These thoughts were quickly washed out of Jonah’s mind as another wave of pleasure hit him.

“Fucking hell Cassie don’t stop.”

Cassie obliged and then some. She released her grip on the base of his dick, letting it twitch and breathe a little before continuing. Next, she looked her lips around his shaft and began working her soft lips up and down his cock. His meat filled her mouth as she did her best to take as much of it was comfortable. She wrapped one of her arms around his legs as she worked. Her other hand was resting gently under his balls for a little extra stimulation.

Cassie felt Jonah watching her. More so than usual, she understood the performance of it all. She was pleasuring him, yes. But she delighted in her understanding that he liked to watch the attractive woman pleasure him. She was looking down at his pelvis, but his gaze was so intense that it felt like it was more than one person watching.

Jonah’s eyes were closed as he experienced the pleasure. He savored every touch, teased, and gripped. He focused his every being on keeping it together, but it wouldn’t last long. Jonah felt the building up in his balls, overwhelming pleasure shaking from his crotch, which signaled that he was going to cum.

“Keep going, Cassie; I’m about to cum.”

As if on cue, Cassie released his cock from her mouth. She gazed up at him with flushed cheeks and a lust-drunk smile before staring down his other head.

Cassie jerked the entire length of his entire cock as if she was trying to milk it. Which eventually she succeeded in doing.

Acquiescing to the Wonder Girls' wonderful pulling of his dick, Jonah felt his final barriers break, and he released a torrent into Cassie’s waiting mouth. Locking her lips around his head, Cassie contained his hot white cum as he grunted with every spurt and leak.

His cock spent and slumped Jonah watched as Cassie closed, tasted, and swallowed his apparently unpleasant semen. Once finished, she opened her mouth in a submissive display, desiring approval.

“Wow. You’re getting really good at that. It's scary.” Jonah placed a firm comforting hand on her cheek.

“Thanks, Jonah. I’ve had plenty of practice.”

“Not too much, I hope.”

Cassie giggled. “Not that you wouldn’t know about.”

“Good.” Jonah relaxed. He held her hand and pulled Cassie back onto the couch. She swung her legs over his again, but sideways this time, he held her and kissed her. “I mean it. It feels very different from when we first, y’know, got to know each other.”

“Really?” Cassie snuggled into his embrace.

“Yes, really.” Jonah guided a teasing hand down to her athletic shorts. “There’s a lot we could learn about each other.”

“Yeah?” Cassie moaned in his ear in anticipation.

“Yeah.” Jonah intrepid fingers found their way to their treasure. Cassie’s womanhood was wet and open for him. He tickled a finger around her vagina and nibbled on her right shoulder. “You just need to open your mind and body to me.”

“Mind?”

Before Cassie knew it, Jonah was inside of her. Mind and body. Along with a familiar green presence who was there the whole time, lying in wait.