Flute "generously" helps you and RB learn to enjoy anal (M/FF)

"So, you know," Magic Flute says, rubbing his hand up and down along the small of your back, "just because I haven't always been on the right side of the law doesn't mean that I don't think some rules have their place. A lot of the criminals in this city have a simply horrible attitude towards... affection. So at the risk of killing the mood I think it's best if we stick with what they call 'affirmative consent.' Thunderbird, Red Balloon, I want you both to enjoy yourselves as much as me, so tell me what like when it comes to sex, and what you want to do."

He has such an easy going, reassuring way of speaking about things like this! You start swooning all over again. "Ahh... Well, I'm open to a lot of things, but I haven't been that adventurous so far. I..." You feel your cheeks reddening, "Oh, this is such a basic answer, but I like getting oral sex, and I like, you know, penetration. Especially if I'm getting flicked off at the same time. Before I became a heroine, I only hooked up with guys, but, just since this year I've started trying things with women too."

"Ohhhhh, yes. Quite the same with me, in fact." Flute says with a lyrical chuckle. Balloon blinks and looks confused at that for a moment then puts her hand to her mouth and gasps. But she doesn't seem to disapprove, following it with a airy giggle.

"Well," Red Balloon says, "I haven't done anything with anyone really, yet. Just a little bit in the bathtub, you know, with my hand. I've been saving myself. Oh," she hastens to add, "..not for religious reasons, I don't disapprove of bi-sexuality or anything like that! And actually, I think you really might be the right person that I was saving it for." she says sweetly as she peels off her top, letting her huge, pale breasts bounce their way free.

You turn your back to him so that he can help you begin shucking your own outfit. When he can't see it you bite your lip nervously. Damn it, she's offering him something that you can't!

Once your curvaceous, well toned body is completely bare, you turn around and put your hands on his thighs, deciding to push things a bit further. "And... normally I don't really like giving oral, but I'll gladly do some practice with your beautiful instrument." He doesn't object, and you begin doing exactly that. The sight of you starting to run your lips up and down Magic Flute's stiffening manhood, leaving smudges of yellow lip gloss along the length, makes Balloon frantically increase the pace of her disrobing. By the end of it, she's flinging her skirt across the room.

"Ah..." Magic Flute rests one of his hands on the crown of your head as you bob up and down on his lap, storm chaser van now echoing with lewd slurping sounds. "Let's not rush into anything now, my dear. You go and hold on to it, for now." He says to Red Balloon. "I can't stand the sight of blood you know. And if you'll forgive me for being glib serious matter..." He chuckles to himself again, "if my luck runs out and I end up doing hard time in a cell, the last thing I want is for some lawyer to come around and add to my troubles by serving me with a paternity suit, as happened with a few villains I know. As it so happens, there's still a way you lovely heroines can give me a good time without any of those issues. You, my levitating love, can leave with your maidenhood quite intact..."

"Really? How's that?" Balloon is naked too now, and bounces her way onto the bed, a cherubic expression on her face. Per your own preference, her chest and thighs are just a bit too curvaceous, even though her waist is still quite narrow. You make a mental note to use it as an excuse to insist she do some more intense exercise later. Or perhaps you won't... surely most guys prefer slightly slimmer figures like you and Snowflake are sporting. But then, you don't care about what any other guy thinks right now: just this one-in-a-million magical hunk.

"Oh come on, RB," you say sardonically with the role of your eyes after pulling your lips off his cock, "there is no way you're that naïve." You keep pumping it in one hand.

Balloon huffs and pouts. "I was tryyyyyyyying to be coy and feminine, thunderbird! You don't have to take all the mystery out of everything right away!"

"Oh," Magic Flute says, getting up to his knees and gently pushing you forward, "there's still a mystery. Let's give your young teammate an educational experience, shall we Thunder dear?"

That's all you needed to hear. Gasping with excitement, you assume the position, face down and ass up. You cannot help but reach your hand back up behind you, starting to stroke yourself as you waggle your muscular buttocks as enticingly as you can. Truth be told, you are a little disappointed that you aren't going to get to feel that beautiful dick sliding in and out of your cunt, but the more you think about it, the novelty of such an act is getting you really excited. Not that your butt is virgin territory per se, but you've always been very grudging about submitting to this particular act. Most of the time your only response was a sharp rebuke of 'Wrong hole!' to whoever you were with.

Now, though... you forego even touching your pussy, instead putting your hands on each cheek of your lovely bottom and spreading yourself as wide as possible. Looking back over your shoulder, you see that instead of pouncing, Magic Flute is kissing Red Balloon on the lips (Grrrr...) and kneading her oversized tits in his hands (double grr...). He whispers to her what she should do. Red Balloon bends down and begins running her lips and tongue along the side of his rigid cock, side to side.

"Ha..." your jealousy abates as you get the humor. "Ohhh, it's the same angle as if she really was playing a flute! Too bad she doesn't know what to do, huh?"

"Oh, that's why experienced lovers like you and I are going to help teach her, Thunderbird honey." Magic Flute says as he takes Balloon's hand in his and has her wrap her fingers around his cock. He puts his own arms over his head and relaxes. Red Balloon looks forward and gives you a vengeful smirk as she pushes him forward, and you feel the spit-slicked head of his cock spread the tight little rosebud of your anus wide open.

Good thing you took a shower just before coming here.

Just like the last time, when those perverted trainers at the League put it in your ass without asking you, there's a tense discomfort... but this time, that quickly fades, as Flute goes very slow, working himself into you like someone carefully sliding a key into a rusty lock, never forcing it. It's a totally different sensation than regular sex. Although it doesn't have quite the tingling sensitivity as the usual way, the sensation of 'stretched-ness' and fullness is far greater. To your surprise, your nervous tension dissipates and you relax around him as he goes deeper. The heat of his cock inside you is a lot more noticeable, doing it this way.

"Ahh... Yessss... that feels really good," your surprise bleeds into your voice. Red Balloon's fingers teasing the edge of your asshole as he slides in and out makes it even more interesting, adding a pleasant tickle. "Keep going! I can't wait to feel your hot cum filling me...! Make me have to take a gooey white shit after this just like a real bird!"

"Whooooah my!" Magic Flute's calm voice is getting quivery now. "You have quite a mouth on you, don't you, Thunder-buns?" he goes deep and squeezes his hips against your waggling ass for emphasis. "Better warn them not to let you do any of those events with high school kids, huh?" He slowly thrusts in and out of you and kisses Red Balloon again.

Suddenly, he pulls out of you. It's the roughest motion yet and you yelp in surprise as you feel your insides being pulled outwards by the head of his cock, followed by the cool sensation of the breeze blowing over your gaped-open brown-eye. Magic Flute begins wiping himself off on the bedsheet and pushes you to roll you over onto your side. "Come on now, don't be selfish. I think Red Balloon has gotten the idea, in theory. Now let's give it to her in practice. Use that filthy mouth of yours and spit on me, Thunderbird."

Swallowing, you consider asking him to reconsider. You actually felt like you were, if not at the edge, then at least starting to feel good enough that you would've been able to cum eventually, even without any touching of your actual genitals. But that would be rude, after all, he was teaching the two of you, so best to submit to his direction.

You do as he asks, eyes always flicking back to your rival as you spit thick globs of saliva onto his shaft and slick it up with your hand. You can still feel Balloon's spit slick around your asshole and you want to return the favor. Surely she won't handle it as well as you and Magic Flute will realize that you, Rikki, are the far superior choice as a lover!

Red Balloon lies back on the bed and hides her face under her hands. There's the unused feminine petals she's so proud of. And, as she bends her legs back, lifting them up high in the air and rolling her generous hips, you can see that brown puckered star. You seize a hold of Flute's dick and work your thumb and forefinger around the base. He hefts Balloon up. Normally, her plump hips might be a bit of a lift, but because of her natural buoyancy, it's easy.

As annoying as she can be to listen to normally, it's nothing compared to the high pitched squeaking noise your teammate makes as Flute slides his manhood into her 'air valve'. She clenches and wriggles from side to side like a pinned bug.

This is your chance. "Come on Balloon, don't mess things up for him. Let the master work. Here, I'll 'help' you get more stable." you slide up past him and, before she can object, straddle Red Balloon's face. Normally you'd have no interest in having sex with this girl, but forcing her to give you oral with an excuse suits you just fine. You grind your damp cunt-lips down on her mouth and moan with pleasure at the feel of her hot breath over you as Magic Flute starts pumping in and out of her ass.

Despite her inexperience it seems that he isn't going easy on her at all. Maybe it's because her plump rump provides so much 'cushion for the pushing' that he finds it irresistible, but the muscular long-haired man begins driving himself hard into her. "Oh, this is heavenly! Red Balloon, I think I... ungh... have to say that you have the softest, most inviting anus that I've ever fucked!" When she tries to respond she just mumbles into your pussy, making shivers run up your spine. You take advantage of the position to start tweaking and pinching her bare nipples while Flute squeezes those wobbling mounds from the bottom.

Suddenly you feel a little pinch. Then another one. And hear tiny pops. Looking down you can see that two pairs of hands and fingers squeezing and rubbing Balloon's titular blimps is causing static electricity to build up, making both your and Flute's hair get frizzy and stand on end. The sounds coming out of Balloon's lips are getting so high pitched that you're pretty sure she's in the ultrasonic spectrum by now - and you're qualified to judge it. Though he still isn't fucking her as hard as a guy willing to get rough could manage in vaginal sex, he is putting a lot of **** into his strokes now.

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh oooooooohhh." the groan of pleasure coming from Magic Flute is as musical as everything he says, sounding like the finale to an opera solo rather than the caveman-like grunt most of your male partners are given to when they reach their limit. You can hear the faint 'splurt' as Red Balloon's anal passage gets a hot cream filling. You roll off of her and furiously begin flicking yourself until you quiver and gush all over your fingertips. It's only in the afterglow of the orgasm that you realize you were engaging as much, or more, with Balloon than with him by the end of that.

Him... him... you blink and shake your head. "Wait a goddamn second. Why... why did I just fuck a supervillain...?!" you ask with growing irritation.

Looking at you, Magic Flute pauses in slowly jerking himself and his eyes widen as he sees you making a fist. Red Balloon can do nothing but lie there and pant.

You think for a minute. Well, as you'd just gotten finished saying to that random hero earlier today, you are... well, getting into bed with strange men has been a habit you've found hard to break ever since your last year of high school, and the expectations and assumptions made of you now that you're a heroine only make it easier to fall into. Your fist unclenches.

"Hmph... If I didn't know that I had counter-acted your musical attack, I might be inclined to want to kick your ass, Magic Flute." you say. Why had you been SO obsessed with this guy? Well, that was just your hormones at work. Not the first time you suddenly realized that a partner wasn't quite so hot as you first thought after you woke up next to them a few hours later. And in fairness, he is still pretty handsome.

"Now, why don't you tell us all about what Goldie Glider is up to, and what she aims to get out of making Green Streak come see her?" you say, your voice still sensual but gaining a hard edge as you crawl halfway up his body and rest your chest on his, putting your face very close to him. Funny how it works, being a heroine known for martial arts skills; he can't really tell if you're being sweet and want to kiss him again, or menacing him with the implied threat of a headbutt.

"Well, it has to do with something from, ah, what was it... about a month ago? Involving another superheroine called Nightingale, and a villainess with a predilection for music, like yet very unlike my own. Goldie and her boyfriend, Gyro are suffering from... let's call it... hurt feelings." Flute says. "Ah... perhaps you could let her tell you the rest? I'm sure you can catch up with her. She made a specific promise to, ah, do something with those ice skates to a sensitive spot of mine if I ever revealed her personal secrets in a tryst again..."

"No problem, sexy," you say, caressing his cheek with your fingers. "You can just take us straight to where she's going next. You don't have to 'say' a word."