Wonder Woman has an orgasm

Bending over the open-mouthed KO’d face of the famous Wonder Woman, frozen in an expression of total shock and fear, a glaring Power Girl roughly slapped her elder awake.

“guhhh…” Diana’s head weakly rolled to one side as her battered brain slowly tried to recover and come to. The naked-titted heroine was a real sad sight. “ouhh… what's... eeee!"

The proud queen of the amazons let out a girlish squeal as Power Girl clamped a dominant hand over her star-spangled pussy, glaring down at her glazed eyes as she held her hand there.

Both of Diana’s hands instinctively went to clutch at PG’s wrist, but were too weak to do anything more than hold it in place. The pressure she was applying, shamefully, felt really fucking good, and so soon after another total knockout Wonder Woman’s brain was in no position to mount a defence. She could barely even try.

“aaaannngghhh…” she moaned, eyes crossing and tongue starting to lull as Power Girl pressed stronger, still glaring down at the famous hero’s stupid face as her hand found all of the proud warrior’s weakest points by shifting the focus of her pressure.

Power Girl stopped. She grinned. The anger she’d felt at the Amazon’s feeble resistance earlier slowly dissipated at the sight of her on her back, tits out and squashed together by her own arms, totally immobilised by a pleasurable hand on her star-spangled cunt. Wonder Woman wasn’t a threat. She wasn’t to be feared. She was weak. A laughing stock. A dim-brained toy who just didn’t know any better. How was Power Girl meant to stay mad at someone like that?

“Are you ready, Diana?” Power Girl’s soft cooing voice was barely registered by the overwhelmed Amazon. “This is going to feel great.”

Then… in a blur of super-speed and vibration, without warning, Wonder Woman was cumming.

“OOOUUUUGGGHHH!!!” her pussy gushed and squirted, and her strong thighs were put to use bucking her hips in the air like a wild animal.

The dumb-faced bitch was cumming like crazy, acting and looking totally subhuman as pleasure took total dominion over her tired, overworked mind. **** to orgasm in a split second, the grunting mess of a superhero was staining her royal amazonian clothing at the hands of some young bitch who had utterly taken her down. Her toes curled inside of her red hooker boots as she came for all she was worth.

“AAAAAAAAHHH!!!” Wonder Woman shrieked with pleasure as she came. “AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…” the mighty Wonder Woman’s pleasurable shriek slowly faded out to nothing as her twitching, writhing body came for all it was worth, darkening her blue star-spangled panties by a shade or two as she soaked her loins in femcum. What wasn’t picked up by the expensive material dribbled down her bare thighs. The famous hero had been reduced to crying out silently, face stuck in a pleasure-wracked silent scream as her hands tightly clutched Power Girl’s wrist on her spasming, losing pussy. The raven haired beauty was totally drained of her energy, defeated in the most humiliating way yet - by cumming her power away.

“a-aahgn, I- I… ooouhhh…” Wonder Woman gasped, her serene expression shifting into a permanent O-Face as her eyes crossed and her twitching shudders slowed. The great Wonder Woman was having a mighty orgasm, and it was starting to look like the orgasm might have been mightier than she was. Like it was just too much for the Amazon Queen to take.

“Oopsie...~” Power Girl said, giving one last poke to Diana’s spent cunt with one finger, running it from the bottom of her puffy pussy lips’ outline up to her clit. As she took her hand away, Diana’s weak grip on her wrist gave out, and her arms fell to her sides with a clink from her royal bracers.

How embarrassing for the Queen…~ victim to yet another display of kryptonian superiority. Not even the best of the Amazons, their ruler, their greatest warrior, could put up much more of a fight than squirting her pussy juices before the end. Power Girl, on the other hand, was just a city girl among Kryptonians. Sure, she had huge jugs, her face was pure beauty, and her body was immaculate - but she only had soft hands, never having worked a day in their life, and they were more enough to get a feeble amazon bimbo cumming her brains out. Some Queen, some warrior she’d turned out to be. Diana Prince. Wonder Woman. Nothing but a proud, but /stupid/ jungle island broad, up against a REAL cosmic goddess in the vastly superior Power Girl.

Cosmic goddess. That was what Power Girl was. It was only logical that the vastness of space would produce a far better product than some tiny, isolated island on Earth. Wonder Woman was a big fish in a small pond, but she couldn’t make it out in the ocean. Not now that she’d come up against somebody like Power Girl. A younger, bustier, stronger woman with a fun-loving attitude, who could tease her and play with her as she pleased. The dim witted islander was vastly out of her depth, and it showed in the messy state she’d been left in so easily. So quickly. Overheated and stupid. One instant she wasn’t cumming, and the next…

“That was a little premature, wouldn't you say so?” Power Girl asked the backwards bitch with a teasing lilt. But Wondie was too far gone to answer after quite literally cumming her brains out.

With a smirk, PG noticed that Diana had passed out, like a baby having a nap. Cummed out cold. The great Wonder Woman. Tits out, cumstained, fast asleep. She was adorable. Power Girl had known that Diana was sad, that she was weak, but getting knocked out from a quickshot orgasm was a whole new level of pathetic. She’d be better off leaving the Watchtower satellite and just retreating back to her little island where she belonged, if this was all she could do. Cum and sleep. Tangle her messy raven locks. Get fucking knocked out when too much pleasure hit her feeble brain. It was just sad, really, how she thought she could hang with the real heroes. How she overestimated herself only to end up like this. Costume ripped and boobs hanging out.

The snoozing bimbo bitch was a far sight from the former, regal powerhouse she had always appeared as. Supposed Themysciran royalty, unmasked as nothing more than a jacked-up, feeble bodied, stupid pleasure whore. How disappointed her fans around the world would be to see their hero like this. As she truly was. Dumb-faced and defeated by a simple orgasm. Fast asleep. Finished. Drained. Toes tightly curled up inside her slutty red hooker boots.

There was no comparison between her and Power Girl. Not anymore. Not in their strength, staying power, or bust size. The “Queen” had lost all three. Even when she’d had the momentum, when she’d had her hands around Power Girl’s neck, the supposed “Wonder Woman” had still ended up like this. Orgasmed to sleep in an instant, with her tits hanging out and a moronic expression. Was this truly the best her island had to offer the universe? This mess? This weak woman whose face had gotten stuck in a permanent slutty “O”? This was their proudest daughter, their monarchal leader? For shame. For fucking shame.

“Silly amazon.” Power Girl shook her head. “You're not nearly as tough as you think, you backwards bimbo. Your people are weak. Your pride is embarrassing. It's like you're genetically predisposed to being a fucking loser.”

The famous Wonder Woman, of course, still didn’t hear a thing. The great Justice League founder was out at the moment, and the shivering wreck of a body she left behind was in no position to form a response to the cosmic goddess who had so easily humbled it. She was finished. It was as she had said - Wonder Woman had become nothing more than a broken-brained mess of a former superhero. Her tarnished costume, ripped at the bust to always keep her tits bare, was the perfect metaphor for her sorry condition. The great and mighty Wonder Woman - a loser.