Tip of the Arrow (2/2) NSFW

Where once Black Canary had been wearing a revealing black dress, she now wore only a set of matching black lingerie. A series of straps, clasps, and flowing patterns clung to her chest, crotch, and legs. She looked amazing in it, and she knew it.

After dinner Jonah was instructed to wait in the master bedroom as Black Canary got ready. She revealed herself in the doorway like a showgirl ready to hit the strange. She flicked her voluminous blonde hair and shot Jonah a sultry smile as he sat agape. She loved his adoration. She loved the attention. That’s why she made a show of it. A show with an audience of two.

The bedroom had been prepared before Jonah’s arrival. In each corner and table light candles released a smoky aroma and permeated the space with a romantic aura. Jonah’s hands slid on the silk sheets he was sitting on. In the other corner of the room sat Oliver Queen, his shirt unbuttoned more so than earlier.

Jonah tried to push him out of his mind, which should be easy with what a sight Black Canary was with her breasts pushed up with black, lacy supports and her ass framed by silken straps. Where their previous rendezvous had been raw, animalistic bursts of pleasure now Black Canary’s sexuality was on full display, and Jonah could barely contain himself. She was exuding an eroticism he hadn’t seen before. He was being seduced.

Dinah strutted her way to Jonah. She crouched and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. Once unbuttoned she traced her hand along his chest, feeling his muscles and how his skin shivered under her touch. Jonah shot a glance at Oliver in his dark corner and plush chair.

Dinah grabbed his chin and turned it to face her “Eyes on me, tiger. You can ignore the audience and focus on the main attraction.” She placed her thumb on his lower lip as she spoke and pulled down on it lightly. A tantalizing teaser of a touch.

Jonah was fixed on Black Canary’s serious, playful glaze as she moved her body. He pulled his shirt off and let it fall to the ground. He watched as she took a step back so that he could marvel at her full body again. She turned her back to him but still kept an eye on him.

“I know you love my ass Jonah. I see the way you watch me whenever I leave a room.” Dinah said, pushing her ass out for him. She was right, Jonah loved the way her ass looked, he was so round and firm and connected so well to her powerful legs and short stature.

“You are a very beautiful woman.”

“True. I shouldn’t be too harsh; most men can’t resist stealing a glance one way or another.” Dinah explained as she approached him again.

Placing her legs at his side, Dinah mounted Jonah. She sat in his lap; pelvis pointed towards his stomach and grabbed his head. She ran her fingers through his hair and leaned for a kiss.

They kissed gently and purposefully. Appreciating each texture and taste like a fine wine. Jonah pulled her closer to her body, her skin touching his. The fabric of the lingerie tickled against his skin as her breasts squished into her. He let a free hand touch and explore the smooth skin of her torso. Dinah sucked his lip slightly. Jonah risked an ass squeeze.

“I knew it.” Black Canary whispered in his ears “It's all yours tonight. Porter, master of holes.”

Jonah smiled in her face. He blushed slightly and Dinah resisted a knowing chuckle.

“You want a display of my power?” Jonah teased through gritted teeth. He dug a firmer grasp on her cheeks, the white skin glowering redder with the attention.

“Oh yes.” Black Canary maintained eye contact with Jonah as she worked her hand down to his pants. She slowly unzipped his pants and fished out his hard cock.

She bit her lips as she felt his throbbing cock. Working her studied hands across his every grove and vein she felt his manhood like a brail sign.

“I mean it” Black Canary slid off Jonah’s body. She slinked across the king-sized bed like a blonde panther. Her flowing hair hung loose as her ample breasts hung tight in their lineage prison. Her stunning figure made even the natural **** of gravity more beautiful.

“Mean what?”

“You have an all-access pass to my body tonight.” She continued in a sultry tone. “Ollie loves watching me being ravaged by a big strong man like yourself. And wants better for that than ravaging my most forbidden hole.”

Black Canary punctuated her point by lowering her head to the bed and arching her ass towards Jonah.

“Anal.” Jonah said to himself as much as Dinah.

“It sounds so crude when you put it that way.”

Jonah stood up straight and let his pants fall to the ground. Stepping out of his underwear Jonah crawled his way to Black Canary’s ass. It was wrapped tight in black straps, but her position allowed him to see the outline of her pussy. On closer inspection, there was a slight bulge where her asshole was.

Sliding a finger under the black panties Jonah carefully pulled aside the frilled fabric and revealed a small round object protruding from Black Canary’s asshole. A butt plug.

“Oops, you found it.” Dinah teased.

“You had this in the whole time?”

“Maybe.”

“You were just waiting all night for me to unwrap and ravage you.” Jonah placed two fingers underneath the butt plug cap. “You prepared yourself for my big fat cock to churn you up.” He began to slowly pull the plug out of her ass. The widest end came out first, expanding her ass walls open before tightening again, pushing out the rest of the plug.

Black Canary released a low moan as the foreign object dropped out of her. A sliver of wetness ran down her pussy lips as Jonah inspected her toy. She was hot with anticipation.

Jonah stroked his cock, marveling at the sight of the prostrated heroine. He thumbed her cheeks apart. Her asshole with slightly agape, her sphincter loosened by the butt plug's intrusion.

“There’s lube in the nightstand.”

Pulling open the dark wooden drawer of the bedside table Jonah saw a bottle of lube and a set of hand towels. It had all been set up ahead of time. Jonah stopped to think about the extravagance of this whole affair. A spectacle and experience set up for the three of them, all in different roles, and Jonah was none the wiser. He could have been the fool but at this moment he felt more like the king ready to bed the queen rather than Oliver.

Jonah poured some of the lube on his cock before squeezing a dollop directly onto Black Canary’s back entrance. It was cold as he rubbed his cock with the slippery substance.

“What are you waiting for?” Dinah turned with a smile.

Jonah’s hard cock pushed into Dinah’s backside, first the head then the shaft. The lube squished against his and Canary’s skin as he entered her. Black Canary’s slender fingers gripped the smooth sheets with his entry.

This was Jonah’s first time having anal sex. He focused on the experience, the feelings, the differences. The way her body squeezed against his cock. He could instantly tell he was in a different hole. It was tighter than her vagina and in different places. Jonah couldn’t deny that it felt good. Great even. But he didn’t get what all the hype was about. He suspected that it had more to do with the woman than the particular hole they used.

With no natural lubrication Jonah had to be careful with how pleasured Black Canary was, she was a strong woman but that wouldn’t mean anything with his cock shoved her ass wrong. As he pleased her, she surrendered herself totally to him. He watched her face contort in pleasure as he pushed his meat into her and then relaxed again as he pulled out. Over and over, her face telling the story of his every thrust. Her chest was flat against the bed, and grab placed a controlling hand on her back.

One positive aspect Jonah had to give to anal was that the power it gave him. He had much more power over her body than normal. When they were having sex normally it was an equal battle, too genitals at work with the bodies around them. Now Jonah pushed against her insides, the vital aspects of her body. She was a puppet, and he had a powerful hand. He felt a rush thinking about it. The strong heroine was weak at her knees.

From the corner of the room Jonah heard heavy breathing. Jonah tried to put it out of his mind but knew what it was. Green Arrow enjoying the show, pleasuring himself. It wasn’t enough to ruin Jonah’s pleasure but it was unnerving. Sure he was fucking another man’s girl in front of him but he asked for it so who really had the power?

“Oh fuck.” Black Canary trance was over as she started to vocalize her pleasure “Fuck me Jonah!”

Jonah turned up a gear and fuck her harder. Her tight sphincter squeezed against his shaft with every thrust like it was trying to milk his cum straight on of him.

Black Canary moaned as he clapped her cheeks. Each thrust bounced off her bubble butt. She stuck her tongue out as she panted in pleasure.

Feeling her climax coming Jonah reached under her legs and stuck two fingers into her vagina and firmly fingered her with every thrust. It was an awkward angle for him, but he worked at her regardless. He hunched over her body and ground securely into her ass until she finally exploded.

Black Canary climaxed with an explosive finish. Her juices covered Jonah ass as she let loose an earsplitting shout. Before collapsing down again. Jonah wasn’t even sure if she used her meta-ability or not, but either way, his ears were ringing as he pounded his final thrusts into her ass.

With Black Canary lying still, panting in her satisfaction Jonah finished himself off busting a fat load into her waiting hole. He pulled out and watched his freshly released cum flow out of her used, red ass.

Jonah sunk into the king-sized bed with its high thread count and its smooth sheets. A satisfied grin and a tired body.

After a minute or two Dinah turned towards Jonah and flipped her hair out of her face “Great work. I’m glad we trained up your stamina.”

“Couldn’t have done it without you coach.” Jonah chuckled at his joke.

“Well, you have plenty to prove yet.” Black Canary unclipped her fancy bra, letting her round breasts spill out “Because I’m almost ready for round two.”

The two went back at it for many more rounds, pushing themselves to the limit of physical exertion and pleasure. All the while Oliver Queen watched the corner in great enjoyment. Once the fun was over the three drank and talked in the living room. They talked of nothing of note or importance, just idle chat as their hearts steadied and their bodies calmed. Despite Black Canary’s love for Oliver, she did not break her greedy eyes from Jonah. He had his hooks in her now, but she was a woman of strong will.

After the talking was over it was time for sleep. Dinah and Oliver slept in the master bedroom together as partners. Jonah slept alone in the guest bedroom.