Winner: Aaron

“When it comes to size, there’s a clear winner.” On her knees, legs spread, she puckered her lips and brought his cock down to eye-level. Then lower until her lips could kiss the tip. “Mwah~!”

A long, juicy kiss. His cock twitched from the worship. It appreciated the gesture, and with that, made Oliver’s dick seem that much smaller. It had never roared or twitched like that. Never.

Oliver sucked in a breath. He should have been ashamed. He should have told his future wife to stop. He didn’t. Envy fueled him as did another emotion he could not put his finger on. It made him speak. It made the Green Arrow admit, “I’ll be damned. Aaron fucking Reigner…ya know, I've been in the locker room with lots of guys but no one comes close to you. No wonder Bruce couldn't keep Selina. No amount of prep time could stack up to that weapon.”

“And you?” Aaron asked.

A drop of envious pre-cum fell from Oliver. Dinah kept her face turned to the man that was not supposed to be her husband. A hand on his hip, Oliver declared, “Heh, I'm the Green Arrow. Don't underestimate me. Back in my day, I plowed all kinds of chicks.”

The cock of a playboy billionaire, trained and big. Reminded of that, Dinah's attention returned to her husband in a ****, irritated state. She went from tip to base then down lower…

“What he's saying is that this is my hall pass. You see, Ollie over here—” Dinah squeezed his balls, hard. “Isn't exactly the most faithful of men.”

Source: Green Arrow #34

“S-sorry dear.”

“Are you?”

Both nuts were held and squeezed in the palm of her hand. It was like she was wringing the thing like a cow. His poor nuts.

Oliver stammered and drew in a breath. His knees almost buckled while his cock spewed out some more pre-cum. “V-v-v-very.”

“Good.”

Still smiling, she released him and promptly went back to staring at the bigger Aaron. Her hand completely left his sack in order to stroke that beast, leaving Oliver to idly stroke his eight-inch cock.

“So much girth…” Black Canary murmured. Both hands were going at the forearm-length dick. Aaron stood with a hand on his hip. A single white pearl emerged from the tip.

She giggled, her eyes flicking between the two cocks. Aaron's erection stood proudly at fourteen inches, wrist-thick and throbbing with anticipation. It was a monumental presence, blocking her vision with its sheer size. Pump, pump, pump.

Black Canary turned her back on Oliver. Her amazing ass faced her own damn fiancé, all because of a dick that was double his size.

"Look at this," she murmured, marveling at the girth. Jerking it off, stroking it faster and faster. Aaron remained unfazed, unchallenged. Cassandra was that slut when it came to handjobs. Dinah was nothing. "It's like a steel rod. I can barely fit my hand around it."

Hot and fat and seductive in its own right. A cock bigger than her current fiancé and ex-husband combined. A cock that made her forget.

Oliver cheated on her once. Oliver was the man she was supposed to marry.

So what?

None of that mattered.

Her lips encircled the tip of Aaron's cock. The taste of pre-cum hit her tongue, and she inhaled, savouring the taste and scent of his cock and cum. Everything about it—perfectly sublime. Everything about it made her tits perk up and her cunt squeezed. One hand slid down to his massive balls. To cup them was foolhardy. The weight of them in her palm was astonishing, each testicle as large and heavy as a clenched fist.

"Mmm, these are incredible," Dinah breathed. "So big and full.”

She pulled back, licking her lips as she turned her attention to Oliver. His cock, while still impressive, looked tiny next to Aaron's. She took it in her hand, feeling the difference immediately. She giggled as if to say, “You’re so small.”

Following the giggle, she leaned in, kissing the tip of his cock. "Don't worry, Ollie. I'll make sure you both feel good."

With that, she switched her attention back to Aaron, her lips finding his cock once more. “Mwah…!” She kissed, then parted her lips open. She was going to deepthroat him.

Honestly, Aaron didn’t know what to expect. The woman wore fishnets and exuded sex appeal everywhere she went, yet she was with Oliver, a male who was less than half of him. Her chances of deepthroating him earnestly, with confidence, it seemed above her abilities.

Aaron Reigner had never been so wrong in his life.

“Mmmphhh~!”

That wasn’t Dinah, that was Aaron. In one fell swoop, all fourteen inches of his cock were swallowed by her throat. In one second, her Canary Scream trembled around his cock. Attacked every inch of it. Inserted sensations he didn’t know was possible.

It was impossible to escape.

This was Black Canary's throat. This was the throat of a Justice League metahuman.

Aaron Reigner came instantly.

“Nggghh!” His fists clenched. She made all his kids go skydiving down her gullet. It didn’t make his sense. His balls were being wrung of their essence so fast that his world went white. By the time he could see the world again, Dinah was pressed to him. Chin kissing his balls, throat bulging around his cock, and her blue eyes loving and cocky.

She got him. No, not just that, she got him where she wanted him. Her Canary Scream vibrated around his cock. As if to flip a switch—

“C-cumming!”

He nutted. Cumshots flooded her throat. Cumshots ravaged her. Gulp, gulp, gulp! But as though she had been a magic whore her life, she swallowed it all. She stayed, nose buried to his pelvis, and her fingers tracing around his balls. She knew. She knew!

Spurt, spurt, spuuuurt! Imagine litres of cum! Imagine a load ten times your own fiancé. This should have overwhelmed her. It didn’t. Somehow, it just didn’t. Panting, his cumshots tapering off, his eyes meeting hers, he finally understood.

‘O-Oliver, that f-fucking bastard…he never—’

Squeeze! Cumming again. He threw his head back. This time, Dinah wrapped her arms around him. “Oh fuck! Oh fuuuuck!” Aaron lost his cool. He lost control of his balls. He just had to cum! He had to! His babies were in love with this throat! It was by and far the best he had ever taken!

Jaina Hudson had the biggest tits.

Cassandra Cain was the most adept at handjobs and blowjobs.

Harley Quinn had the craziest pussy.

Poison Ivy had the tightest pussy.

Lady Shiva was the best of both worlds—and not only for her cunt, but her anus too.

And Dinah?

“C-cumming!”

Across from him, Oliver smirked. He knew too. He knew Aaron stood no chance.

Dinah Drake was the greatest deepthroater in the world, bar none. She reeled back, her lips going all the way back to his tip. Aaron expected to relax. The opposite happened. Dinah slammed back into him, earning another long climax, and Aaron hunched over. The Chosen One was reduced to another man **** to hold onto her head to stand.

It made him seem human. Being the Chosen One, being this hung stud of Gotham—suddenly, he forgot about all that. His eyes rolled back and he breathed out a sigh that he only let out when he was with Cassandra.

He came again.

Again and again and again.

“W-wow…” Oliver was stunned, to the point that he actually had to step back. This…this was way beyond him. It was like he was intruding upon a battle between a god and goddess. The most hung man in the world versus the greatest deepthroater. Should he even be looking? It was like he forgot that Dinah was his woman and that Aaron was borrowing. But from what he was seeing…

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

There was so much cum. Too much cum. He caught a glimpse of Aaron’s balls and was reminded of how massive they were. How virile and intense an orgasm from them could be. He heard the screams and moans from the sluts he fucked at the nude beach. Oliver already realized he wasn’t remotely on Aaron’s level.

“But to this extent…?”

Yep, he stood there and let his future wife swallow and deepthroat another man without a word. No complaints. No disrespect. He was an awed spectator.

Ten minutes of cumming from deepthroats. Ten back-to-back climaxes with cumshots that would shame Oliver’s whole lifetime. Dinah’s eyes were starting to grow wider. He didn’t need to read her mind. It was obvious what she was thinking:

‘He’s dumped more cum down my throat than my future husband!’

Hilarious—especially because Dinah was interested in how far he could go. When would Aaron Reigner go flaccid? Could he go flaccid with those big, burly balls?

Her poor fiancé...