Video #?: Feral's "safe sex" demonstration photoshoot ends with a bit of a mishap...

The point of view of the (mystical? time-traveling? something like that) video camera pans over the buxom, black, bikini-clad heroine, starting from her short-haired head and luscious lips, sinking down over her breasts straining against the excessively tight tiger-print bikini top, and finally zooming down to a worm's eye view on the floor between her legs. It focuses on her bikini bottom being pulled to the side as Spangle's thick, stubby rock-hard dick slides all the way down her back crack and teases over both her puckered anus and her labia before flopping between her legs. The gorgeous black woman is protesting but none of it is penetrating her 'photo-shoot partner's ears.

She is still halfway through saying "You can't-" when... he does. The blunt mushroom head pushes up against her retracted chocolate-brown labial lips and forces them open. Her voice trails off to an extended gasp as he slides inch after inch of sausage into her cunt. "Oh wow! It's so smooth and slippery! And huh-huh-hot!" the excited young man rambles in a goofy voice as Feral, looking back over her shoulder, watches inch after inch of hard meat disappear into her. She lets out a loud gasp and involuntarily clenches her lower body, tossing her head back.

"Well, it's fine, isn't it?" Influence says. "Think of it as a special treat for an upcoming hero who's run into a lot of difficulties in his early missions. And besides, you know everyone is going to be paying attention to our public service announcement if it means they get to see the famously sexy Feral getting fucked doggy style, close-up and unsimulated." She comes a little closer and gets down on the floor so she can shoot a photo upwards between Spangle's legs. The camera captures the moment that the horny sidekick goes balls deep inside his curvaceous 'practice' partner for the first time, her perfect, smooth pussy vanishing completely beneath his straining nuts. He stays there for a long moment, resting one hand on the back of her head. Pushed forward, Feral finds herself bending her head down and staring past her gently swinging breasts to watch his cock start to slowly back out and plunge into her, hilting himself and grinding his pubes against her sensitive labia each time.

Influence rests one of her hands on Feral's tense lower leg as the black heroine's toes start curling and she starts moving as if to squirm away. "Come on, Mari. You don't have a boyfriend right now, right? Think of it as a favor to Maiden America too. Helping keep up morale is important for the whole league. What's the harm in a little friendly game of hide-the-sausage? Which, I have to say, you're doing a fantastic job of. This," she says in time with another camera click, " is the third picture where I can't even see a millimeter of his cock."

Alas, Feral doesn't need to take Influence's word for it. From her vantage point she can see the white boy's shaft slipping into her depths again and again, and as his tempo starts to build she can see the swinging hairy orbs start bouncing against her clit each time he bottoms out. "I never agreed... ahhhn! To... this!" the spunky short-haired heroine complains in a sassy voice.

"Well," Influence says in her usual insufferably cheerful, pushy voice, "you've already gotten started so you might as well finish at this point. There's going to be a bonus for it, you know?" She reaches up and pats her hand on the other woman's abdomen, feeling her tense and quiver when the thick cock drives deep inside of her, always lingering a few moments completely inside her wild pussy before slowly backing out.

Spangle is breathing heavily and starts awkwardly singing the star-spangled banner to himself as he picks up the pace in ravishing Feral from behind. Leaning forward, he wraps his hands down around her so that he can feel each of her notoriously bouncy double-F-cup breasts swing forward with each impact of his hips against her soft backside. The slowly building pace of his determined fuck-fest combined with having her nipples pinched and squeezed seems to be enough to overcome the **** heroine's objections for the moment... that, and more trickery from Influence, no doubt.

More photos are snapped as Spangle makes an effort to enjoy every inch of her quivering, wet hole from every angle, first grabbing one of her thighs to hike her leg up on top of his shoulder for a minute so that he can buck harder against her with the full range of movement of his back. He uses one of his free hands to grab her shoulder and pull her backwards. Feral is blushing and has gone from a look of consternation on her face to a mildly sarcastic, resigned smirk. "Dorky little white boy... this is a way higher grade of loving than you deserve..." she purrs. Rather than objecting, Spangle pauses in his little chant to pull her back far enough that he can kiss her on the lips again while bucking against her.

From that point he really seems to be building up a head of steam in his efforts, and as the euphoria of mating takes hold over him his pushier, more dominant side comes out. Letting the nubile bikini-clad heroine's leg drop down to the fake sand covered floor again, he uses his not-that-impressive-but-still-technically-super strength to push her upper body down. Her cheek is pressed down against the floor and her hefty breasts are squeezed down between it and her chest while her butt remains hiked high up in the air. "Hnnhhh... ahhh... uh, heheh," Spangle gives a surprisingly conceited smile as he pumps his hand roughly up and down his cock and gives the beautiful woman pushed down in front of him a couple of hard spanks on her ass.

"Hey! That hurts! You've got a lot to learn about how to treat a woman!" Feral says sternly. It seems the conceited side of him is coming out as he ignores her. "So this is part of your special powers, right? Calling on the essence of a horny cat in heat to present yourself for mating?" Influence seems to find that funny and puts a hand over her mouth to muffle a laugh, while Feral responds with a huff.

Because of the way her thighs are pressed together, Spangle has a little difficulty lining his cock up with her glistening chocolate-brown pussylips, poking against her thighs several times. In his excitement he grabs his thick manhood very stiffly and pulls it into position. The phantom camera swoops in to show a close-up as he rests the thick mushroom head against her slit. What the camera shows, but neither woman in the room notices, is that Spangle's rough handling of his eager boner has caused the head of his cock to pop right through the condom. If he notices, he doesn't react, because a second later, his little hero, now suffering some critial "costume damage", is forcing her gates open again and sliding inside of her. Clearly, this position makes it much tighter for him, because he groans with surprise at just how good it feels.

Standing up on his toes, Spangle raises himself to a high position so that he can thrust down into her powerfully, building up a much faster rhythm than he had started with. As Influence snaps more photographs, no longer making any attempt to hide her busy left hand at work between her legs, the sound of slapping skin fills the room as his pasty hips collide with her perfectly-shaped brown buttocks again and again. Influence goes in behind him to snap more photographs as Spangle repeatedly goes so deep that his balls are bouncing against her clit... in fact, the way he is grinding against her in a greedy up-and-down motion helps prevent the older superheroine from seeing condom getting bunched up around the base of his shaft.

Soon Spangle can clearly be seen getting more and more **** to savor this experience as long as possible. He has impressive stamina for a dork who hasn't been getting laid for many months, if ever. He leans lower so he can thrust up, and works Feral's bikini further to the side so he can dig one of his thumbs into her puckered asshole. "A-hhHHH! Hey! The fuck do you think you're doing?" She waggles her backside in annoyance and reaches back to slap his hand angrily, but that only heightens his excitement.

"What? C'mon, that's part of the education too, right? Please, baby?" Spangle says with excitement in his voice. "I mean if we're wanting to show how to do it safe, that's totally...?" he trails off hopefully, slowing in his rhythm.

"In your dreams!" the short-haired, spunky yet vivacious woman on his cock huffs back at him. "I wouldn't even be lettin' you do this much except as a favor!"

Influence comes over again to get some shots of Feral's big tits wobbling softly as they're squeezed against the floor, and touches one of her hands. "Ohh come on now Mari, you should at least try to enjoy yourself..." It seems there's more mojo behind those words because within seconds, Feral is panting and gasping louder, breathing even more heavily than the sidekick railing her from behind.

It seems that, naturally or otherwise, she's gotten a bit of a kink. With one hand wrapped around her toned, sexy midriff, Spangle gives her ass a series of hard spanks with the palm of his hand, and she starts yelping in pleasure more than annoyance with each one. Eventually, she lets out a shrill, yowling cry followed by a deep gasp. As if embarrassed that such a guy made her come, Feral covers her eyes with one of her elbows as Influence takes another picture.

"Oh yeah! I knew she was loving it. I always figured girls like her who act all tough and aloof are just putting up a front when they're natural sluts!" Spangle says, grinning fiercely as he picks up the pace and grinds against her. "I'm about to... uhh... bombs bursting in air... ah fuck it, Influence, you can come up with a caption later, I'm gonna blow my load in this tight black pussy!" he groans with enjoyment as he leans hard against her and his 'two closest friends' can be seen throbbing against her crotch, before he at last pulls back and lays down on the fake sand, putting his hands behind his head.

"Oh. Is that... uh, hmm." Influence says in a low voice. "Well, um... I guess this... might work? Uh, hey, Mari?"

The curvaceous superheroine shakily rises to a kneeling position, still drenched with sweat and panting. "Damn arrogant sidekick... Gonna have words with Miss Americapants after this... Yeah? What is it, Influence?"

"I've got good news and bad news." Influence says, smiling awkwardly. Feral slowly gets to her feet, tugging her tiger-print bikini back into place and rolling her eyes at the sight of the satisfied sidekick next to her. "And?" she asks impatiently.

"The good news," Influence says as she snaps a photo of Spangle's softening, dribbling cock, "is that this will serve as a really valuable lesson for the guy heroes in what NOT to do... and also to pick a different brand of condoms for our give-away. The bad news is, well, there was a little snafu down there in rubber-town. I think he, um, y'know, filled up your gas tank."

Feral's eyes go wide and she grits her teeth. "You're fucking kidding me!" Influence shrugs and smiles weakly, shrugging.

Spangle just stands up casually and tosses the torn condom in the trash. "Oh well, you win some, you lose some. That was a pretty nice photo-shoot, let me know if you ever want to do it again, hot stuff!" he stretches and and grabs a towel and his discarded costume. "Hey, wait-!" Feral starts to say indignantly, but he's already out the door before she can respond. "Tch... spoiled little brat." she spits. "God damn it, Influence! I wasn't even supposed to be doin' that kind of thing! Least of all, with him!" She peels her bikini bottom to the side and bends over in an awkward bow-legged stance. Sure enough, a few little droplets of hot, sticky white semen dribble out of her onto the sandy set, drawing a groan of dismay. She sticks her middle finger up inside her well-used pussy and starts trying to dig more of it out. "Fuck! This is bad, I have to get this out of me! And after you were going on and on about all that shit, earlier..."

"Yeah, it's unfortunate," Influence says lightly, starting to pack the camera up, "but don't get too down about it, Mari. I mean, if it's just one time... the odds of you getting pregnant aren't very high, especially if you clean out his cum right away. The incident I told you about that led to the little shotgun wedding of mine wasn't exactly the first time I'd gotten violated by a bad guy who didn't care to make even the same half-assed effort at being safe that Tim just did. That was... uh... the 22nd time or so, I think? So that's, what, 3% or something like that? And that one I told you about is, as far as I know, the only President to have knocked up Maiden America, out of... I mean, I can't imagine many out of the dozens of them had the strength to resist that kind of temptation. Besiiiides..." she snickers softly, "let's be honest... this is Tim, I mean, 'Spangle' that we're talking about. I somehow doubt that he's the most virile male in the League, you know?"

Feral runs a hand through her short-cropped hair and groans softly. "And," she says with indignity, "...d'you know that if no hero business comes up, I've got an entire weekend booked in my day job? I'm gonna have to be walking down the runway while feeling that punk kid's nasty stuff dripping down into my panties...! Shit! Where's the bathroom?"

As she hustles into the nearest lavatory and jumps into the shower, Influence tries to follow in after her - but Feral shuts her down with a hard look, not even peeling off her bikini outfit until the blonde heroine leaves the room. She turns the shower on and hikes one of her legs up, resting her foot on the wall...