The Other Wife 6/12: The Mistake
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seriousficTitle: The Mistake
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Donna/Kory, Dick
Word Count: 6,034
Series: The Other Wife
Acknowledgements: Thanks to thyme and M. for the betaing.
General Summary: For a year, Dick and Barbara had the perfect marriage. Then came Kory…
Chapter Summary: Dick does something he can’t take back.
Month 5
Month 5 – December – The Mistake
Donna was amazed at the thrill she felt. She’d always loved Dick, as a friend, but had also always been aware of his… beauty. To see him look at her like that…
Kory licked her again and Donna shuddered. She came, the glowing stars at her pelvis darkening as her juices stained her costume.
“What are you doing?” Dick asked, alarmed. Echoing the question Donna would’ve asked if she hadn’t been panting with her recent orgasm.
“Enjoying myself immensely.”
“But… I thought… you and me and Babs…”
Kory stood. Not quite naked, her pants low on her hips, her shirt riding up, her belly protruding, she seemed more at home and in her element than Dick could ever recall seeing her. “You haven’t touched me since that night. I’m the third wheel. I would never want to break up your relationship, but don’t expect me to break up mine.”
“Your relationship?” Dick said slowly, confused. “You’re… you’re just good friends… I thought…”
Donna knew how he felt. Friendship seemed such a small word for what they felt for each other. “I guess you could call us friends with benefits… lots of benefits.”
“Mutual benefits,” Kory said as she pulled Dick to his feet.
Donna watched, fascinated and stricken, as Kory’s lips passed over Dick’s. The two lovers, past and present and maybe future, shared the same breath.
“Donna…” Dick said pleadingly.
“Where you go, I follow.”
Kory’s lips parted and she breathed hotly on Dick’s neck. He went rigid. Let himself be led to the bed, where Donna was still on her back, topless. Donna should’ve been scandalized at him seeing her like this. Chest heaving in the afterglow, the evidence of her orgasm still wet between her thighs. She should have been.
“She’d take your cock,” Kory said to Dick as she once more moved over Donna. “She’d take it deep. She’s always fantasized about you. She told me. She saw you in the shower once and she dreamed about what it would be like to have you inside her.“
Kory’s hand on Dick’s wrist, pulling him down towards the two of them. Donna not quite sure how she should feel about that, but determined to feel it. Donna’s hand rising to feel the smooth power of Dick’s chest, the solid muscle under his shirt as he stopped, suspended, over her. Her lips, parted. His eyes, weak.
“No. My wife…”
“She doesn’t own you,” Kory said gently.
“I love her.”
“I understand. And I respect your love. Now I’ll let you respect mine. Stay. Learn.”
Dick was spellbound. Obediently, he stood there, his shadow falling over them as Kory pulled Donna to her.
Donna was enjoying herself the most, free of the guilt that tinged Dick or the disappointment Kory felt that he hadn’t joined them. She assumed Barbara was cool with it. After all, Dick Grayson would never cheat on his wife.
Kory undressed Donna like she was unwrapping a much-anticipated Christmas present. She took hold of the shoulder straps of the costume, the stars there burning hotter than ever, and tugged on them like they were reins. Slowly, letting the suit cling as much as it wanted to. It slid down almost reluctantly, holding onto every curve. It was if it didn’t want to stop touching Donna. Dick couldn’t blame it. He watched, gandered at, Donna’s belly as every inch of it was unveiled. Kory started tugging Donna’s costume down with short jerks, every one revealing more in fits and starts. The expanse of her hips, the crisp lines of her pubic bone, the wiry hair of her groin… finally, her swollen labia.
Kory slithered the elastic suit along Donna’s thighs. She pushed it down like stockings, pooling the whole thing at Donna’s feet with a triumphant expression. Donna had never been so exposed… never been naked with more than one person, and even then the lights were usually out. She felt her nipples go hard and not just from the cold. Dick’s lusting gaze was creeping over her as tactilely as any fondling.
“Help me fuck her, Dick,” Kory cooed. “Look at her cunt. It’s so wet. You think we should put a finger in?”
“Do it,” Dick said hoarsely.
“You hear that, Donna? He said he wants me to stick my finger all the way inside your pussy.”
As Kory spoke, she watched Dick's face go through a series of conflicting reactions to the lurid spectacle. There was guilt, which only enflamed him more; lust, of course; nervousness and fear and all sorts of wondrous things. His eyes were locked on the smoothly stroking hand that was inching its way up from the discarded costume to the juncture of Donna’s thighs. There it was. He bit his lip nervously, just as she brought her long nails ghosting up Donna’s inner thigh. Donna sighed in anticipation above her.
“Yes, yes, do it,” Donna said, breathless. Kory was right. There was something exciting about being watched in the act of making love, almost as if Dick were sharing in what passed between Kory and her. Just the thought sent a little thrill of excitement racing through her as she felt Kory’s caress slowly tickling upward along the insides of her long slender legs.
Dick couldn't take his eyes from the caresses Kory's hand was ministering to Donna's naked thighs. That alone had hardened his cock, but it was Kory’s words that made it twitch again and again. He started touching himself without really thinking about it. As he watched two women he’d desired all his life ravish each other, one of them occasionally glancing at him like it was all for his amusement, it just seemed like the thing to do.
Soon, he had to use both hands, his strokes matching the rhythm of Kory and Donna’s lovemaking.
Kory took in the sight of him jerking off for just a moment. She saw that his eyes were growing lust-glazed and knew that it was time to give him something to really stare at. Turned her attention back to Donna, her number one priority. She felt her own sexual excitement increasing as she looked forward to the second when her fingers would slither up into the depths of Donna's sex.
From above her she heard Donna's tortured voice whispering "Put your fingers in me..." and she watched as one of the brunette’s hands reached down towards her labia and opened the way for Kory. In the process she revealed the pinkness of her sex to Dick and Kory, both equally ravenous for the sight of it.
Kory, unable to hold back any longer, skewered Donna with her middle finger. Donna yelped and began grinding her asscheeks to glean more of the delicious sensation. Her pussy was greedy, practically milking the digit. Below, Kory pumped her hand up and down. Donna’s cunt grew hotter each time it was plunged into, like a fire being stroked.
“She seems to like it,” Kory narrated, surprised to find her voice slightly sped with excitement. “She’s enjoying herself so much…”
She splayed her fingers and traced them absently over her swollen nipples as she moved her hand down her body. Already, the combination of Dick’s eyes on her and the feel of Donna’s pussy sucking at her finger like a hungry mouth were quickening her breath. That and the pulse of blood in Dick’s veins, the hitch in Donna’s breath, prickled her ears… made her sex pulse like a drumskin being struck repeatedly.
Her hand dipped between her thighs. Dick’s breath caught and died in his lungs. Even Donna seemed to notice, moaning particularly loud in symphonic chorus. Kory imagined, no, remembered Dick as he had slipped between her legs. Her fingers were a poor substitute for his cock, but they would do for now. She slid two fingers inside herself.
"Unh! Unh!" she panted uncontrollably. Forced her eyes open.
Dick’s cock seemed even bigger to Kory now that he was pumping it up and down. She gazed in a trance, her eyes followed each rhythmic stroke of his hand. Precum dripped from the head of his cock, shaken loose by his rubbing. The musk was heavenly.
“Smell that, Donna?” she stage-whispered to her friend and lover. “Smell it? That’s for us.”
Donna moaned in frustration, anticipation, pleasure. She needed more, she needed all of Kory devoted to her, not just one tiny little finger… but for now, it would be enough.
Dick stood there, paralyzed with indecision. The swirls of heat gathering in his balls were telling him that soon he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from joining Kory. He would act on instinct, throw himself into the unfamiliar situation, taste adrenaline until it ran dry, and regret at leisure.
Barbara’s voice rang in his ears like samples in a remix… their wedding vows, the thousand times she’s said she’d loved him and the ten thousand times she’s said it in other ways. For a short moment his hand stopped working over his shaft. As intoxicating as the sight of Kory was, especially as she molded the very tip of her fingernail over Donna’s mons, the thought of Babs strengthened his resolve. He wouldn’t so much as touch them… But if he just watched what they did to each other, never involving himself in the actual sex… after all, wasn’t Barbara the ultimate voyeur? If she could do it, why not him?
Kory taking her finger away from Donna’s pussy woke him like a dousing of cold water. Kory stood, her knees red from the weight placed on them, and lazily batted at the inch-long excess of her belt, knocking it loose of its final loop. Donna got the picture. She unbuckled Kory and wound the belt out of her jeans like the ribbon wrapping up a gift box. Kory’s smile grew with each inch of leather that cleared the belt loops. Donna unbuttoned the jeans and gravity did the rest.
Kory’s ass was covered in lacy panties that seemed more like shadows than cloth, falling between the shapely globes of her ass. Light gleamed off the pussy juice that ran like sap down her thighs. Donna kissed the slight bump of Kory’s sex, returning the eroticism of Kory’s cunnilingus through fabric earlier. Kory howled. Dick started masturbating again and knew he wouldn’t be able to stop this time.
“Your panties are so cute,” Donna said. “I could just eat them up…” And she deeply breathed in the aroma of Kory’s soaked panties, as if she were a gourmet about to feast. “I think I’ll leave them on for now…” she teased in a parody of Kory’s light Tamaran accent.
Kory pouted in dismay, even tantalizingly hooked one thumb through her waistband and daringly teased it down to mid-hip, but Donna was set. She grabbed hold of Kory’s thin white T-shirt and rended. Kory girlishly squealed with delight as her T-shirt flew apart, now more of a vest than anything. The two ragged halves hung off her shoulders, letting her breasts bounce free
As if by force, Dick's eyes were torn away from the lovely vision of Donna's body and redirected to Kory's naked tits, fuller than he remembered, and tipped with coral-red nipples. As Kory’s eyes narrowed with lust and her breasts rose and fell even faster, Donna molded her hands to either side of Kory’s neck. She sandpapered them down the front of Kory’s body, exploring every inch of flesh… affectionately squeezing the breasts… and finally settling on Kory’s waist, where they fit like they were built to. She drew Kory against her, Kory’s stomach flush between them, and nodded. Kory got the message. Just as she used to, she brought her wet finger to her mouth and sucked it clean of Donna’s fluids, every last knuckle. Then she put the saliva-slick finger under Donna’s mouth.
“Again?”
Donna nodded. “More.”
“More?” Kory quirked an eyebrow as she traced her finger down Donna’s body, between the breasts and over the compact abdominal muscles. “You hear that, Dick? She wants more.”
Dick’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut. If he didn’t look, he could prolong this just a little while longer… but he also knew it was only a matter of time until he looked.
“Should we give her another finger?” Kory asked as her middle finger penetrated Donna with the wettest, loudest sound Dick had ever heard.
”Yes, yes…” Donna moaned, her entire body clenching.
“She thinks we should put another finger in.”
“Another finger,” Dick said, not daring to look. Except his eyes were open the smallest way…
The second finger took away most of Donna’s ability to speak, leaving only some of the more vulgar words in the English language. Donna used them all and Kory responded with a sly, knowing smile… so much more mature and secret than her usual full-faced grin, Dick had always thought. Her bedroom smile.
Donna didn’t resist as Kory pushed her down onto the bed again. Still jacking Donna off, Kory grabbed hold of some pillows… Barbara’s aunt gave us those, Jesus, Dick thought… and threw them under her. She sat down on them, cross-legged this time, and let Donna grow used to the weight of two fingers within her.
Then Kory's full lips pressed against Donna’s stomach. Donna swayed and almost fell with shocked astonishment, but Kory’s pleasuring had her spine as stiff as an electric current. Kory dipped her tongue into the bellybutton and the sudden wet contact made all coherent thought flee Donna. She automatically reached down with both hands to grasp Kory's head, the only thing that kept her from toppling onto her back. A far-away look came to her eyes as Kory whispered lewd things into the exposed flesh of her belly
“Donna’s being naughty, having sex with us,” Kory said, just loud enough for Dick’s trained hearing to detect. “I think we should give her a tongue-lashing.”
Dick’s eyes shot open. It was answer enough. Kory chuckled.
"Dick wants me to eat your pussy, Donna. And he is the leader..." Lethargically, Kory lifted her head, offered Donna a sly smile, then dropped her lips to Donna’s sex.
"Aphrodite! Kory, Kory, I love you!” Donna screamed, jolting at the electrifying touch. Kory had touched her clit with just the tip of her tongue, whetting both their appetites.
"I want to eat your pussy," Kory said, her words blooming against Donna’s clit like tiny, tingling gusts of wind.
Kory licked Donna’s inner thighs, nibbling at what little fat she could find. As she bit into the meat of Donna’s quadriceps, Kory checked up on Dick. He looked delirious, drunk, his eyes unfocused, his lips muttering whispers. His toes curled, he rocked back and forth on his heels, he even seemed to growl animalistically, although that could’ve been her fevered imagination. And his hands, what they were doing… smooth, delicate, gentle hands for all their time-hewn calluses. Precum dribbled over his knuckles, his wedding band, as his hand jerked up and down on his cock. Kory felt her sex tighten as if Dick had already driven himself deep inside her.
Then suddenly Kory was pushing Donna onto her back and climbing up onto the bed like a jungle cat, prying Donna’s thighs further open to hunch on all fours within her spread legs. She stared at Donna's pussy. She’d always been a connoisseur of the body, and of all the women she’d studied, Donna had the perfect sex. Either it was even better than Kory had remembered or Donna had improved with age. Kory’s mouth watered as her wide green eyes locked on the spectacle of it, just waiting for her tongue. It added to her pleasurable anticipation to know Dick was watching, wanting this as much as she did, then her mind and body became completely absorbed by the coming feast that was being presented to her starving mouth.
Dick couldn’t leave, not with Kory’s thick mane of hair locked in place by thighs around her ears. He had to stay. He was tempted, sure, but if he could just orgasm then he could leave with a clear conscience. Because Kory would have done the most erotic things she knew of and he would have still stayed faithful.
Lazily, like a leaf falling, Kory’s head dropped. Bobbed to the left, rubbing her cheek against Donna’s leg, then to the right, rubbing her right cheek along Donna’s left leg. Her hair fell all around her head like a great mane, plastered to the corners of her mouth and sweeping over her eyes in a boudoir fashion. Her moist lips parted, then closed over Donna’s clit. Dick's mind reeled and he knew he couldn’t look away, not now, not ever. Donna, too, raised her head to watch in open-mouthed appreciation.
The redhead pulled away, lips slurping off Donna’s clit. Then she planted tickling kisses on the spread cunt. Dick could see that Donna was beside herself with the torturous delight of it. He’d read her movements in a thousand battles, picked emotions off her body language as easy as plucking an apple from a tree, and now every last movement read pleasure.
Donna’s hands wandered from her throbbing breasts, down her smooth belly, and finally to either side of the cunt Kory was so thoroughly attacking. Her fingers curled indecisively as Kory continued to tease and tantalize. Then, with an impatient groan, Donna pulled Kory’s head so tight within her legs it seemed impossible that she’d ever let her go. Kory finally gave in, pushing Donna’s legs open just a bit further so Dick could watch.
"Yes!" Donna cried victoriously as Kory's tongue laved her, taking complete advantage of her, taking every liberty with her, owning her completely and forever. Its tip seared through her folds, and that was just the beginning. Her cries of ecstasy made Dick wonder if he would ever cum, as he watched Donna's biceps flex compulsively and her head tossing from side to side on the ground.
Donna arched, bridged herself, lifting her torso high off the ground. Kory had to raise her head to keep pleasuring her. Kory knew that Donna was fast approaching a wild orgasm, one her friend had been without for far too long, and worked even faster to bring her off. She could feel the walls of Donna’s pussy pulsing around her tongue, squeezing tighter and tighter with each passing moment.
Kory pressed her face between Donna's thighs with new fervor, hiding what she was doing from Dick. But he knew quite well what she was doing from the way Donna wailed, her toes and shoulder blades lifting herself so high that Kory had to rear up on her haunches to keep up. Donna came with fistfuls of Kory’s hair in her hands. She felt as if she were being drained dry, because surely she would never stop coming and how, how could there be so much stuff inside her?
Kory was enjoying it, like a nomad at a cool oasis. Those streams that escaped her hungrily sucking lips ran down her throat and over her chest, where Kory’s hands rubbed them into her flesh. She was merciless. Her tongue still thrashed inside Donna, flaying her alive, savoring the taste like a vintage wine. Finally, like a puppet with its strings cut, Donna dropped flat down to the mattress. The bed rocked softly with the impact.
Kory and Donna lay absolutely still for a few minutes as their breathing slowed and they savored the lingering traces of Donna’s orgasm, enveloped by the silence and the shade of Dick towering over them. The ceiling fan was chopping far too slow to cool them. They waited, panting with the excitement, until their bodies cooled. Dick hadn’t come yet, but his hand worked slow and steady over his cock in languid gulps.
Kory turned to Dick, hair traipsing around her half-naked body in perfect testimony to the fucking that had just occurred, slender-fingered hands cradling her rounded belly.
“She tastes so good, Dick,” Kory said, licking her lips, her fingers. “Like the blood of your enemies and the purest water you ever tasted all rolled into one. Don’t you want to know what she tastes like?”
Dick did. God help him, he did. He wanted Kory to kiss him and she granted his wish.
Donna tasted of strawberries. Kory’s favorite.
All thoughts of right or wrong passed from him in thrilling ecstasy. His hand stopped moving over his cock as he realized he wasn’t going to finish himself off like some shameful little voyeur. He held it, feeling like an idiot. No, Kory was smiling.
She took his balls in her hand, squeezed just enough to make him feel it. They felt like they were full of cum. X’Hal, what a feast she had ahead of her!
“I can feel your sperm, Dick,” she whispered to him, as lovers do. “They want to go inside me.”
Smiling again, her eyes glowing like molten jade, the Tamaranian took Dick by the wrist and pulled his hand away from his cock. Neglected for the moment, his cock pounded like a jackhammer.
Looking up into his eyes the whole time, Kory sank lower and lower until she was on her knees, her breasts pressed firmly against his legs. She took the hand he had been using to masturbate and licked the palm, then between the fingers, then sucked the digits into her mouth one by one. Dick’s cock felt like it would explode. He needed relief. She kissed the back of his hand, gentlemanly, and looked up into his eyes once more. He saw that her lips were wet with saliva.
"I want to suck your cock,” she said breathily. "I want to take it in my mouth until you give me all your cum. And then I want to swallow it."
She smiled when she saw how her words had affected him. Not only was his cock straining harder than hard, but from his expression he was obviously trying to keep his breathing under control. She’d succeeded in rattling the great authoritarian. A promising start.
Her face was hovering over his prick. Her eyes glinted. Her warm breath hit his cock. It jerked and pulsed.
Dick felt faint.
"Mmmmmm, darling," Kory purred teasingly. "Do you think it’ll feel good, me sucking your cock?” She had long since realized that such words could turn Dick on almost as much as what she was so lewdly describing.
Dick's lips moved but no sound came out.
Barbara almost never sucked him off. Only when he had gone down on her first. But Kory… Kory could take a cum-load every day and consider it nutritional. She blew on his cock again but didn't begin to mouth it yet. The woman was savoring the preliminaries, getting hungrier by the moment. Donna watched, fascinated, her head upside-down over the side of the bed.
Dick humped at Kory, an almost involuntary jerk of the hips. Her head bobbed up above him, avoiding contact.
"Does Barbara suck you off, Dick?" she whispered.
His voice failed him again. Dick shook his head no.
Kory sighed happily, delighted that she was going to have his cock all to herself.
She rose a little higher, onto the balls of her feet, and cupped her tits in her hands. Her nipples stood at rigid attention. She leaned down and moved one tit against the head of his prick, then rubbed the other against him. His cock painted slick precum over her cleavage. He exhaled, head tilted back, eyes closed. A tiny leak had been sprung in the dam of his tension.
Kory planted one foot ahead of herself and brought herself forward, right in front of him. She closed her deep cleavage around his prick and slid up and down. Dick humped jerkily, fucking between her heavy tits. His cock came squeezing out from between her smooth breasts and slid up her sternum, nudging into the hollow of her throat.
Dick's prick was already lathered from his masturbation. Now, in the warmth of his ex-girlfriend’s cleavage, more droplets of precum oozed out. He jerked his cock up and down frantically, watching with incredible arousal the sight of his manhood swallowed up by those famous breasts. As he fucked through her cleavage, his cock was laying a slippery, glistening track all the way up to her throat. Her chin. Her lips, oh God, her lips…
Kory had been enjoying herself, but now she was afraid that Dick might come before she even got his cock in her mouth. Maybe it would be better that way. Letting another woman’s husband fuck her between the tits seemed a little better than letting him fuck her in the mouth, but not half as enjoyable. After it was over, they could regret at leisure, but for now her mouth watered.
She arched her back, drawing herself away from his cock. Dick froze and bit down a whimper. He wondered if she was putting a stop to this, if she was strong enough to end the madness he couldn’t.
Kory gazed down at his cock like a starving woman eyeing her next meal. It looked delicious. She backed against the bed, perpendicular to where Donna was sprawled out, and drew her hand around the base of his thick cock. Tilting her wrist, she shifted him so that the head was aimed at her face. Then she slowly tugged him to her. Donna sighed breathily as she watched the beautiful cock get closer and closer to Kory’s parted lips.
"Suck it!" Donna said, little more than a whisper.
Kory pushed her tongue out by degrees, getting it closer and closer to Dick’s cock, until finally she lapped minutely at its underside. The first taste was one to savor. Better than fine wine or expensive chocolate was the lusty, animal flavor of his seed; pure life, tangy and promising. She purred at the flavor, putting into sound what no words could carry.
Dick was in heaven. The smallest touch, the merest word, the tiniest look caused him to ascend higher… like he was on a roller-coaster about to plummet. A battle about to be joined, a case about to be solved, and the touch-taste-smell-experience of Kory’s body making all those feelings pale in comparison. And she thought he was yummy.
She slurped up every bit of precum dripping from his cock. It was scrumptious and Kory moaned, her appetite whetted, yearning for more. Now, having tasted him, Kory knew that there would be no regrets after. This was far too perfect to be brought down by such trifling concerns. She couldn’t remember being so happy.
Kory was starving for his orgasm, but she was in no hurry. Ducking lower, she licked around his balls, savoring the musky flavor, then began to lick up the underside of his shaft. Each strong lick hit him like a guitar string being thrummed, causing throbbings she could feel. New precum trickled down into her lips and Kory whimpered, her taste buds going crazy. The more she tasted, the more she wanted. And there’s lots more where that came from, Kory thought to herself in an ecstasy of happiness
She slid up his shaft again and this time she turned her face over the tip. Kory let her lips slowly part. And fed his cock into her waiting, wanting mouth.
Dick cried out in ecstatic relief, the actual experience dwarfing any anticipation or imagination or even memory. Kory thrilled at the taste, the heat, the flesh in her mouth. Donna smiled for her friends.
Kory’s lips collared his prick just behind the crown and she paused there to slurp and suckle and nurse. The throbbing in Dick’s groin was growing to a fearsome roar. He jerked and more precum trickled into her mouth, down her throat.
He moved his hand behind her head to hold her in position. As if there were anywhere Kory would rather be. No, there was no way she was going to let go of his cock before he came.
Everything beyond his cockhead still lay between them, sadly ignored and thrumming in wait. Now Kory pushed, feeding more of him through her moist lips inch by inch. Dick jolted up strong at the hips, jamming himself deeper into Kory’s mouth. His cock went up and she pushed down, taking it until her nose nestled in his dark pubic hair.
Donna’s jaw fell in amazement as the cock disappeared down Kory’s throat. She could even see the swollen bulge traveling down Kory’s throat. Donna was shocked that her lover could even breathe. Merciful Aphrodite, don’t let her choke.
Kory was no longer sucking on Dick. He was fucking her mouth, hands on either side of her face holding her where he wanted her, his hips rocking as he jammed his cock back and forth in her mouth. She was loving this feast, a feast that could last forever as far as she was concerned, but Kory knew that Dick was going to come any second now. His cock was throbbing so hard she could feel it with her tongue. Reluctantly, she put a hand around Dick’s cock to hold him in place and pulled back, lips sucking at every perfect inch, until her mouth was free of him.
She looked up at her lover, his taste still thick on her tongue, and said: "Come, Dick. Come in my fucking mouth. Feed me your seed."
Dick thrust his hips forward so hard her head tilted back. Thoughts of anything else had been nothing, now they were less than nothing. He was suspended in the moment on an adrenaline high, Kory’s voice the only guide he had or needed. All was right. All was perfect.
She pulled her lips away again, her hand taking over and jacking him off so fast it was a blur, to order "Pour it into me, Dick,” her words hitting his cock like a muggy fog rolling in “fuck my mouth" her lips parting and opening a sliver of an inch from his tip. “Fuck it like a cunt.” She opened her mouth and slammed it down on his cock, then pulled back for a millisecond, then back down so fast her chin slapped his balls. She was gorging herself in a gluttonous frenzy.
His cock gave a sharp jerk, so hard that even she noticed it.
"Kory," Dick gasped.
"X’hal, X’hal, oh Dick!" Kory wailed. She filled her lungs, and then took him deep within her mouth.
He came.
Her lips clamped tightly, clinging to him as Dick shot his first load right down her throat. The cum warmed her like hot chocolate on a cold day, and Kory had never realized how cold she’d been until that moment. But it had sped straight down her gullet, she didn't get to taste it, she had to taste him and so she opened her mouth and pulled it back to around his cockhead so his second geyser torrentially poured over her tongue and against her palate.
Delicious. It was not just the flavor, it was him touching her again, Donna touching her again, the celebration of life like nine exquisite courses of dinner before a sweet, succulent dessert. Kory gulped it down as fast as she could, but his load was too much for her. A trickle of cum bubbled from her sucking lips and ran down the corner of her mouth
With irrational fear Donna thought He's going to drown her! Great Hera, he's going to come in Kory's mouth until she drowns!
Dick humped up and down in an uncontrollable spasm and Kory met him, head bobbing, as his cum poured down into her belly. Kory flailed as she received it, her entire body undulating in an orgasmic paroxysm.
"More, more, more!" gurgled Kory between ejaculations, her lust insatiable. Her breasts were heaving, her flesh reddened, her eyes wide and flashing. "Keep coming, fill me with your seed, yes, Dick!" She was muffled in a garbled gasp as another burst flooded her mouth. Gagging, even she had to pull away. Dick’s freed cock aimed at Donna.
Donna saw the semen shoot with force from his cock in white streaks. It splattered all over her shapely chest. A few gobs even hit her cheek and parted lips
Cum dripped from the roof of Kory’s mouth, filled her cheeks, and coated her tongue. Yet still she yearned for more. Kory grabbed Dick’s cock and pointed it back at her. She pumped her fist up his shaft a few times just to rev him up, coaxing another trickle from him, then forced another salvo with her stroking hand. His semen splashed all over her smooth flesh, clothing her from the neck down in a thick film. Shudders, like aftershocks, roamed through his body, which felt as battered as if he’d just gone nine rounds with… well, with Kory.
His cock twitched as it softened. She nursed on it for another moment, then reluctantly drew her lips away. His cock popped from her mouth to sway over his belly, half-hard. Kory gazed at his prick with wide-eyed hope, desiring more even while her mouth was still full. But Dick gave up the ghost, waving her off with a dopey smile.
Kory sagged down to the floor and sighed that the paradisiacal moment was over. Then tilted her head back and let his cum seep down her throat. With giggly amusement, she leaned in to nuzzle her mouth and tongue over his prick and pubic hair, gathering up what little had escaped her greedy mouth. Her throat billowed as she drank that down as well. A dreamy smile filled her face. Kory had swallowed so much that she could swear she felt his seed sloshing around in her belly.
"Can you tell I enjoyed that, Dick?" she chuckled, before falling next to Donna, deliriously happy. She was so giggly she reminded Donna of a stoner. And, cat-like, she began to clean the cum from her body and lick it away. “Share in it?”
“No thanks,” Donna said, as Dick collapsed next to her on the bed. “That’s disgusting.”
“More for me then.”
Donna put an arm around Kory and an arm around Dick as she laughed heartily.
“It’s not the same without you,” Kory said lovingly as she reached across Donna to lay a hand down on Dick’s chest, petting the hair there.
After a few minutes the mood of satiated contentment began to fade from Dick’s mind with the waning pangs of pleasure and was replaced by a growing awareness of the enormity of what he had just done. If Barbara ever found out, he would die. Maybe Barbara wouldn’t kill him, but she’d divorce him and then he’d die anyway. Ignoring the shooting jets of protect from his legs, he forced his way to his feet. He left Kory to lick his cum… Damnit, his cum!… off of Donna’s body and staggered to the bathroom. A quick shower, then… Barbara’s gift was under the sink. She must be wondering what was taking him so long. Jesus, how could he have been so stupid? His worst nightmare was hurting her… after he’d killed the Joker, he’d had night terrors of being the one who’d shot Barbara through the spine… and this had the potential to hurt her deeper than anything else.
He’d let her down. After all his care, after all his tip-toeing and backing-down and hard work, he’d let her down in the only way that truly mattered. As a husband. She’d throw him out and he’d be alone again, forever this time. Bludhaven all over again.
He stripped off his clothes like there were on fire, compulsively checked them for anything incriminating… lipstick on the collar, cum on the crotch, but no, Kory had been thorough. As he stepped into the ice-cold shower, remorse and regret grew in Dick and he let them hit him in waves. He deserved to feel bad. But Barbara didn’t. He’d make it up to her. He’d give her a good life. And if he was miserable, well then, that was only fair.
Month 5
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Donna/Kory, Dick
Word Count: 6,034
Series: The Other Wife
Acknowledgements: Thanks to thyme and M. for the betaing.
General Summary: For a year, Dick and Barbara had the perfect marriage. Then came Kory…
Chapter Summary: Dick does something he can’t take back.
Month 5
Month 5 – December – The Mistake
Donna was amazed at the thrill she felt. She’d always loved Dick, as a friend, but had also always been aware of his… beauty. To see him look at her like that…
Kory licked her again and Donna shuddered. She came, the glowing stars at her pelvis darkening as her juices stained her costume.
“What are you doing?” Dick asked, alarmed. Echoing the question Donna would’ve asked if she hadn’t been panting with her recent orgasm.
“Enjoying myself immensely.”
“But… I thought… you and me and Babs…”
Kory stood. Not quite naked, her pants low on her hips, her shirt riding up, her belly protruding, she seemed more at home and in her element than Dick could ever recall seeing her. “You haven’t touched me since that night. I’m the third wheel. I would never want to break up your relationship, but don’t expect me to break up mine.”
“Your relationship?” Dick said slowly, confused. “You’re… you’re just good friends… I thought…”
Donna knew how he felt. Friendship seemed such a small word for what they felt for each other. “I guess you could call us friends with benefits… lots of benefits.”
“Mutual benefits,” Kory said as she pulled Dick to his feet.
Donna watched, fascinated and stricken, as Kory’s lips passed over Dick’s. The two lovers, past and present and maybe future, shared the same breath.
“Donna…” Dick said pleadingly.
“Where you go, I follow.”
Kory’s lips parted and she breathed hotly on Dick’s neck. He went rigid. Let himself be led to the bed, where Donna was still on her back, topless. Donna should’ve been scandalized at him seeing her like this. Chest heaving in the afterglow, the evidence of her orgasm still wet between her thighs. She should have been.
“She’d take your cock,” Kory said to Dick as she once more moved over Donna. “She’d take it deep. She’s always fantasized about you. She told me. She saw you in the shower once and she dreamed about what it would be like to have you inside her.“
Kory’s hand on Dick’s wrist, pulling him down towards the two of them. Donna not quite sure how she should feel about that, but determined to feel it. Donna’s hand rising to feel the smooth power of Dick’s chest, the solid muscle under his shirt as he stopped, suspended, over her. Her lips, parted. His eyes, weak.
“No. My wife…”
“She doesn’t own you,” Kory said gently.
“I love her.”
“I understand. And I respect your love. Now I’ll let you respect mine. Stay. Learn.”
Dick was spellbound. Obediently, he stood there, his shadow falling over them as Kory pulled Donna to her.
Donna was enjoying herself the most, free of the guilt that tinged Dick or the disappointment Kory felt that he hadn’t joined them. She assumed Barbara was cool with it. After all, Dick Grayson would never cheat on his wife.
Kory undressed Donna like she was unwrapping a much-anticipated Christmas present. She took hold of the shoulder straps of the costume, the stars there burning hotter than ever, and tugged on them like they were reins. Slowly, letting the suit cling as much as it wanted to. It slid down almost reluctantly, holding onto every curve. It was if it didn’t want to stop touching Donna. Dick couldn’t blame it. He watched, gandered at, Donna’s belly as every inch of it was unveiled. Kory started tugging Donna’s costume down with short jerks, every one revealing more in fits and starts. The expanse of her hips, the crisp lines of her pubic bone, the wiry hair of her groin… finally, her swollen labia.
Kory slithered the elastic suit along Donna’s thighs. She pushed it down like stockings, pooling the whole thing at Donna’s feet with a triumphant expression. Donna had never been so exposed… never been naked with more than one person, and even then the lights were usually out. She felt her nipples go hard and not just from the cold. Dick’s lusting gaze was creeping over her as tactilely as any fondling.
“Help me fuck her, Dick,” Kory cooed. “Look at her cunt. It’s so wet. You think we should put a finger in?”
“Do it,” Dick said hoarsely.
“You hear that, Donna? He said he wants me to stick my finger all the way inside your pussy.”
As Kory spoke, she watched Dick's face go through a series of conflicting reactions to the lurid spectacle. There was guilt, which only enflamed him more; lust, of course; nervousness and fear and all sorts of wondrous things. His eyes were locked on the smoothly stroking hand that was inching its way up from the discarded costume to the juncture of Donna’s thighs. There it was. He bit his lip nervously, just as she brought her long nails ghosting up Donna’s inner thigh. Donna sighed in anticipation above her.
“Yes, yes, do it,” Donna said, breathless. Kory was right. There was something exciting about being watched in the act of making love, almost as if Dick were sharing in what passed between Kory and her. Just the thought sent a little thrill of excitement racing through her as she felt Kory’s caress slowly tickling upward along the insides of her long slender legs.
Dick couldn't take his eyes from the caresses Kory's hand was ministering to Donna's naked thighs. That alone had hardened his cock, but it was Kory’s words that made it twitch again and again. He started touching himself without really thinking about it. As he watched two women he’d desired all his life ravish each other, one of them occasionally glancing at him like it was all for his amusement, it just seemed like the thing to do.
Soon, he had to use both hands, his strokes matching the rhythm of Kory and Donna’s lovemaking.
Kory took in the sight of him jerking off for just a moment. She saw that his eyes were growing lust-glazed and knew that it was time to give him something to really stare at. Turned her attention back to Donna, her number one priority. She felt her own sexual excitement increasing as she looked forward to the second when her fingers would slither up into the depths of Donna's sex.
From above her she heard Donna's tortured voice whispering "Put your fingers in me..." and she watched as one of the brunette’s hands reached down towards her labia and opened the way for Kory. In the process she revealed the pinkness of her sex to Dick and Kory, both equally ravenous for the sight of it.
Kory, unable to hold back any longer, skewered Donna with her middle finger. Donna yelped and began grinding her asscheeks to glean more of the delicious sensation. Her pussy was greedy, practically milking the digit. Below, Kory pumped her hand up and down. Donna’s cunt grew hotter each time it was plunged into, like a fire being stroked.
“She seems to like it,” Kory narrated, surprised to find her voice slightly sped with excitement. “She’s enjoying herself so much…”
She splayed her fingers and traced them absently over her swollen nipples as she moved her hand down her body. Already, the combination of Dick’s eyes on her and the feel of Donna’s pussy sucking at her finger like a hungry mouth were quickening her breath. That and the pulse of blood in Dick’s veins, the hitch in Donna’s breath, prickled her ears… made her sex pulse like a drumskin being struck repeatedly.
Her hand dipped between her thighs. Dick’s breath caught and died in his lungs. Even Donna seemed to notice, moaning particularly loud in symphonic chorus. Kory imagined, no, remembered Dick as he had slipped between her legs. Her fingers were a poor substitute for his cock, but they would do for now. She slid two fingers inside herself.
"Unh! Unh!" she panted uncontrollably. Forced her eyes open.
Dick’s cock seemed even bigger to Kory now that he was pumping it up and down. She gazed in a trance, her eyes followed each rhythmic stroke of his hand. Precum dripped from the head of his cock, shaken loose by his rubbing. The musk was heavenly.
“Smell that, Donna?” she stage-whispered to her friend and lover. “Smell it? That’s for us.”
Donna moaned in frustration, anticipation, pleasure. She needed more, she needed all of Kory devoted to her, not just one tiny little finger… but for now, it would be enough.
Dick stood there, paralyzed with indecision. The swirls of heat gathering in his balls were telling him that soon he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from joining Kory. He would act on instinct, throw himself into the unfamiliar situation, taste adrenaline until it ran dry, and regret at leisure.
Barbara’s voice rang in his ears like samples in a remix… their wedding vows, the thousand times she’s said she’d loved him and the ten thousand times she’s said it in other ways. For a short moment his hand stopped working over his shaft. As intoxicating as the sight of Kory was, especially as she molded the very tip of her fingernail over Donna’s mons, the thought of Babs strengthened his resolve. He wouldn’t so much as touch them… But if he just watched what they did to each other, never involving himself in the actual sex… after all, wasn’t Barbara the ultimate voyeur? If she could do it, why not him?
Kory taking her finger away from Donna’s pussy woke him like a dousing of cold water. Kory stood, her knees red from the weight placed on them, and lazily batted at the inch-long excess of her belt, knocking it loose of its final loop. Donna got the picture. She unbuckled Kory and wound the belt out of her jeans like the ribbon wrapping up a gift box. Kory’s smile grew with each inch of leather that cleared the belt loops. Donna unbuttoned the jeans and gravity did the rest.
Kory’s ass was covered in lacy panties that seemed more like shadows than cloth, falling between the shapely globes of her ass. Light gleamed off the pussy juice that ran like sap down her thighs. Donna kissed the slight bump of Kory’s sex, returning the eroticism of Kory’s cunnilingus through fabric earlier. Kory howled. Dick started masturbating again and knew he wouldn’t be able to stop this time.
“Your panties are so cute,” Donna said. “I could just eat them up…” And she deeply breathed in the aroma of Kory’s soaked panties, as if she were a gourmet about to feast. “I think I’ll leave them on for now…” she teased in a parody of Kory’s light Tamaran accent.
Kory pouted in dismay, even tantalizingly hooked one thumb through her waistband and daringly teased it down to mid-hip, but Donna was set. She grabbed hold of Kory’s thin white T-shirt and rended. Kory girlishly squealed with delight as her T-shirt flew apart, now more of a vest than anything. The two ragged halves hung off her shoulders, letting her breasts bounce free
As if by force, Dick's eyes were torn away from the lovely vision of Donna's body and redirected to Kory's naked tits, fuller than he remembered, and tipped with coral-red nipples. As Kory’s eyes narrowed with lust and her breasts rose and fell even faster, Donna molded her hands to either side of Kory’s neck. She sandpapered them down the front of Kory’s body, exploring every inch of flesh… affectionately squeezing the breasts… and finally settling on Kory’s waist, where they fit like they were built to. She drew Kory against her, Kory’s stomach flush between them, and nodded. Kory got the message. Just as she used to, she brought her wet finger to her mouth and sucked it clean of Donna’s fluids, every last knuckle. Then she put the saliva-slick finger under Donna’s mouth.
“Again?”
Donna nodded. “More.”
“More?” Kory quirked an eyebrow as she traced her finger down Donna’s body, between the breasts and over the compact abdominal muscles. “You hear that, Dick? She wants more.”
Dick’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut. If he didn’t look, he could prolong this just a little while longer… but he also knew it was only a matter of time until he looked.
“Should we give her another finger?” Kory asked as her middle finger penetrated Donna with the wettest, loudest sound Dick had ever heard.
”Yes, yes…” Donna moaned, her entire body clenching.
“She thinks we should put another finger in.”
“Another finger,” Dick said, not daring to look. Except his eyes were open the smallest way…
The second finger took away most of Donna’s ability to speak, leaving only some of the more vulgar words in the English language. Donna used them all and Kory responded with a sly, knowing smile… so much more mature and secret than her usual full-faced grin, Dick had always thought. Her bedroom smile.
Donna didn’t resist as Kory pushed her down onto the bed again. Still jacking Donna off, Kory grabbed hold of some pillows… Barbara’s aunt gave us those, Jesus, Dick thought… and threw them under her. She sat down on them, cross-legged this time, and let Donna grow used to the weight of two fingers within her.
Then Kory's full lips pressed against Donna’s stomach. Donna swayed and almost fell with shocked astonishment, but Kory’s pleasuring had her spine as stiff as an electric current. Kory dipped her tongue into the bellybutton and the sudden wet contact made all coherent thought flee Donna. She automatically reached down with both hands to grasp Kory's head, the only thing that kept her from toppling onto her back. A far-away look came to her eyes as Kory whispered lewd things into the exposed flesh of her belly
“Donna’s being naughty, having sex with us,” Kory said, just loud enough for Dick’s trained hearing to detect. “I think we should give her a tongue-lashing.”
Dick’s eyes shot open. It was answer enough. Kory chuckled.
"Dick wants me to eat your pussy, Donna. And he is the leader..." Lethargically, Kory lifted her head, offered Donna a sly smile, then dropped her lips to Donna’s sex.
"Aphrodite! Kory, Kory, I love you!” Donna screamed, jolting at the electrifying touch. Kory had touched her clit with just the tip of her tongue, whetting both their appetites.
"I want to eat your pussy," Kory said, her words blooming against Donna’s clit like tiny, tingling gusts of wind.
Kory licked Donna’s inner thighs, nibbling at what little fat she could find. As she bit into the meat of Donna’s quadriceps, Kory checked up on Dick. He looked delirious, drunk, his eyes unfocused, his lips muttering whispers. His toes curled, he rocked back and forth on his heels, he even seemed to growl animalistically, although that could’ve been her fevered imagination. And his hands, what they were doing… smooth, delicate, gentle hands for all their time-hewn calluses. Precum dribbled over his knuckles, his wedding band, as his hand jerked up and down on his cock. Kory felt her sex tighten as if Dick had already driven himself deep inside her.
Then suddenly Kory was pushing Donna onto her back and climbing up onto the bed like a jungle cat, prying Donna’s thighs further open to hunch on all fours within her spread legs. She stared at Donna's pussy. She’d always been a connoisseur of the body, and of all the women she’d studied, Donna had the perfect sex. Either it was even better than Kory had remembered or Donna had improved with age. Kory’s mouth watered as her wide green eyes locked on the spectacle of it, just waiting for her tongue. It added to her pleasurable anticipation to know Dick was watching, wanting this as much as she did, then her mind and body became completely absorbed by the coming feast that was being presented to her starving mouth.
Dick couldn’t leave, not with Kory’s thick mane of hair locked in place by thighs around her ears. He had to stay. He was tempted, sure, but if he could just orgasm then he could leave with a clear conscience. Because Kory would have done the most erotic things she knew of and he would have still stayed faithful.
Lazily, like a leaf falling, Kory’s head dropped. Bobbed to the left, rubbing her cheek against Donna’s leg, then to the right, rubbing her right cheek along Donna’s left leg. Her hair fell all around her head like a great mane, plastered to the corners of her mouth and sweeping over her eyes in a boudoir fashion. Her moist lips parted, then closed over Donna’s clit. Dick's mind reeled and he knew he couldn’t look away, not now, not ever. Donna, too, raised her head to watch in open-mouthed appreciation.
The redhead pulled away, lips slurping off Donna’s clit. Then she planted tickling kisses on the spread cunt. Dick could see that Donna was beside herself with the torturous delight of it. He’d read her movements in a thousand battles, picked emotions off her body language as easy as plucking an apple from a tree, and now every last movement read pleasure.
Donna’s hands wandered from her throbbing breasts, down her smooth belly, and finally to either side of the cunt Kory was so thoroughly attacking. Her fingers curled indecisively as Kory continued to tease and tantalize. Then, with an impatient groan, Donna pulled Kory’s head so tight within her legs it seemed impossible that she’d ever let her go. Kory finally gave in, pushing Donna’s legs open just a bit further so Dick could watch.
"Yes!" Donna cried victoriously as Kory's tongue laved her, taking complete advantage of her, taking every liberty with her, owning her completely and forever. Its tip seared through her folds, and that was just the beginning. Her cries of ecstasy made Dick wonder if he would ever cum, as he watched Donna's biceps flex compulsively and her head tossing from side to side on the ground.
Donna arched, bridged herself, lifting her torso high off the ground. Kory had to raise her head to keep pleasuring her. Kory knew that Donna was fast approaching a wild orgasm, one her friend had been without for far too long, and worked even faster to bring her off. She could feel the walls of Donna’s pussy pulsing around her tongue, squeezing tighter and tighter with each passing moment.
Kory pressed her face between Donna's thighs with new fervor, hiding what she was doing from Dick. But he knew quite well what she was doing from the way Donna wailed, her toes and shoulder blades lifting herself so high that Kory had to rear up on her haunches to keep up. Donna came with fistfuls of Kory’s hair in her hands. She felt as if she were being drained dry, because surely she would never stop coming and how, how could there be so much stuff inside her?
Kory was enjoying it, like a nomad at a cool oasis. Those streams that escaped her hungrily sucking lips ran down her throat and over her chest, where Kory’s hands rubbed them into her flesh. She was merciless. Her tongue still thrashed inside Donna, flaying her alive, savoring the taste like a vintage wine. Finally, like a puppet with its strings cut, Donna dropped flat down to the mattress. The bed rocked softly with the impact.
Kory and Donna lay absolutely still for a few minutes as their breathing slowed and they savored the lingering traces of Donna’s orgasm, enveloped by the silence and the shade of Dick towering over them. The ceiling fan was chopping far too slow to cool them. They waited, panting with the excitement, until their bodies cooled. Dick hadn’t come yet, but his hand worked slow and steady over his cock in languid gulps.
Kory turned to Dick, hair traipsing around her half-naked body in perfect testimony to the fucking that had just occurred, slender-fingered hands cradling her rounded belly.
“She tastes so good, Dick,” Kory said, licking her lips, her fingers. “Like the blood of your enemies and the purest water you ever tasted all rolled into one. Don’t you want to know what she tastes like?”
Dick did. God help him, he did. He wanted Kory to kiss him and she granted his wish.
Donna tasted of strawberries. Kory’s favorite.
All thoughts of right or wrong passed from him in thrilling ecstasy. His hand stopped moving over his cock as he realized he wasn’t going to finish himself off like some shameful little voyeur. He held it, feeling like an idiot. No, Kory was smiling.
She took his balls in her hand, squeezed just enough to make him feel it. They felt like they were full of cum. X’Hal, what a feast she had ahead of her!
“I can feel your sperm, Dick,” she whispered to him, as lovers do. “They want to go inside me.”
Smiling again, her eyes glowing like molten jade, the Tamaranian took Dick by the wrist and pulled his hand away from his cock. Neglected for the moment, his cock pounded like a jackhammer.
Looking up into his eyes the whole time, Kory sank lower and lower until she was on her knees, her breasts pressed firmly against his legs. She took the hand he had been using to masturbate and licked the palm, then between the fingers, then sucked the digits into her mouth one by one. Dick’s cock felt like it would explode. He needed relief. She kissed the back of his hand, gentlemanly, and looked up into his eyes once more. He saw that her lips were wet with saliva.
"I want to suck your cock,” she said breathily. "I want to take it in my mouth until you give me all your cum. And then I want to swallow it."
She smiled when she saw how her words had affected him. Not only was his cock straining harder than hard, but from his expression he was obviously trying to keep his breathing under control. She’d succeeded in rattling the great authoritarian. A promising start.
Her face was hovering over his prick. Her eyes glinted. Her warm breath hit his cock. It jerked and pulsed.
Dick felt faint.
"Mmmmmm, darling," Kory purred teasingly. "Do you think it’ll feel good, me sucking your cock?” She had long since realized that such words could turn Dick on almost as much as what she was so lewdly describing.
Dick's lips moved but no sound came out.
Barbara almost never sucked him off. Only when he had gone down on her first. But Kory… Kory could take a cum-load every day and consider it nutritional. She blew on his cock again but didn't begin to mouth it yet. The woman was savoring the preliminaries, getting hungrier by the moment. Donna watched, fascinated, her head upside-down over the side of the bed.
Dick humped at Kory, an almost involuntary jerk of the hips. Her head bobbed up above him, avoiding contact.
"Does Barbara suck you off, Dick?" she whispered.
His voice failed him again. Dick shook his head no.
Kory sighed happily, delighted that she was going to have his cock all to herself.
She rose a little higher, onto the balls of her feet, and cupped her tits in her hands. Her nipples stood at rigid attention. She leaned down and moved one tit against the head of his prick, then rubbed the other against him. His cock painted slick precum over her cleavage. He exhaled, head tilted back, eyes closed. A tiny leak had been sprung in the dam of his tension.
Kory planted one foot ahead of herself and brought herself forward, right in front of him. She closed her deep cleavage around his prick and slid up and down. Dick humped jerkily, fucking between her heavy tits. His cock came squeezing out from between her smooth breasts and slid up her sternum, nudging into the hollow of her throat.
Dick's prick was already lathered from his masturbation. Now, in the warmth of his ex-girlfriend’s cleavage, more droplets of precum oozed out. He jerked his cock up and down frantically, watching with incredible arousal the sight of his manhood swallowed up by those famous breasts. As he fucked through her cleavage, his cock was laying a slippery, glistening track all the way up to her throat. Her chin. Her lips, oh God, her lips…
Kory had been enjoying herself, but now she was afraid that Dick might come before she even got his cock in her mouth. Maybe it would be better that way. Letting another woman’s husband fuck her between the tits seemed a little better than letting him fuck her in the mouth, but not half as enjoyable. After it was over, they could regret at leisure, but for now her mouth watered.
She arched her back, drawing herself away from his cock. Dick froze and bit down a whimper. He wondered if she was putting a stop to this, if she was strong enough to end the madness he couldn’t.
Kory gazed down at his cock like a starving woman eyeing her next meal. It looked delicious. She backed against the bed, perpendicular to where Donna was sprawled out, and drew her hand around the base of his thick cock. Tilting her wrist, she shifted him so that the head was aimed at her face. Then she slowly tugged him to her. Donna sighed breathily as she watched the beautiful cock get closer and closer to Kory’s parted lips.
"Suck it!" Donna said, little more than a whisper.
Kory pushed her tongue out by degrees, getting it closer and closer to Dick’s cock, until finally she lapped minutely at its underside. The first taste was one to savor. Better than fine wine or expensive chocolate was the lusty, animal flavor of his seed; pure life, tangy and promising. She purred at the flavor, putting into sound what no words could carry.
Dick was in heaven. The smallest touch, the merest word, the tiniest look caused him to ascend higher… like he was on a roller-coaster about to plummet. A battle about to be joined, a case about to be solved, and the touch-taste-smell-experience of Kory’s body making all those feelings pale in comparison. And she thought he was yummy.
She slurped up every bit of precum dripping from his cock. It was scrumptious and Kory moaned, her appetite whetted, yearning for more. Now, having tasted him, Kory knew that there would be no regrets after. This was far too perfect to be brought down by such trifling concerns. She couldn’t remember being so happy.
Kory was starving for his orgasm, but she was in no hurry. Ducking lower, she licked around his balls, savoring the musky flavor, then began to lick up the underside of his shaft. Each strong lick hit him like a guitar string being thrummed, causing throbbings she could feel. New precum trickled down into her lips and Kory whimpered, her taste buds going crazy. The more she tasted, the more she wanted. And there’s lots more where that came from, Kory thought to herself in an ecstasy of happiness
She slid up his shaft again and this time she turned her face over the tip. Kory let her lips slowly part. And fed his cock into her waiting, wanting mouth.
Dick cried out in ecstatic relief, the actual experience dwarfing any anticipation or imagination or even memory. Kory thrilled at the taste, the heat, the flesh in her mouth. Donna smiled for her friends.
Kory’s lips collared his prick just behind the crown and she paused there to slurp and suckle and nurse. The throbbing in Dick’s groin was growing to a fearsome roar. He jerked and more precum trickled into her mouth, down her throat.
He moved his hand behind her head to hold her in position. As if there were anywhere Kory would rather be. No, there was no way she was going to let go of his cock before he came.
Everything beyond his cockhead still lay between them, sadly ignored and thrumming in wait. Now Kory pushed, feeding more of him through her moist lips inch by inch. Dick jolted up strong at the hips, jamming himself deeper into Kory’s mouth. His cock went up and she pushed down, taking it until her nose nestled in his dark pubic hair.
Donna’s jaw fell in amazement as the cock disappeared down Kory’s throat. She could even see the swollen bulge traveling down Kory’s throat. Donna was shocked that her lover could even breathe. Merciful Aphrodite, don’t let her choke.
Kory was no longer sucking on Dick. He was fucking her mouth, hands on either side of her face holding her where he wanted her, his hips rocking as he jammed his cock back and forth in her mouth. She was loving this feast, a feast that could last forever as far as she was concerned, but Kory knew that Dick was going to come any second now. His cock was throbbing so hard she could feel it with her tongue. Reluctantly, she put a hand around Dick’s cock to hold him in place and pulled back, lips sucking at every perfect inch, until her mouth was free of him.
She looked up at her lover, his taste still thick on her tongue, and said: "Come, Dick. Come in my fucking mouth. Feed me your seed."
Dick thrust his hips forward so hard her head tilted back. Thoughts of anything else had been nothing, now they were less than nothing. He was suspended in the moment on an adrenaline high, Kory’s voice the only guide he had or needed. All was right. All was perfect.
She pulled her lips away again, her hand taking over and jacking him off so fast it was a blur, to order "Pour it into me, Dick,” her words hitting his cock like a muggy fog rolling in “fuck my mouth" her lips parting and opening a sliver of an inch from his tip. “Fuck it like a cunt.” She opened her mouth and slammed it down on his cock, then pulled back for a millisecond, then back down so fast her chin slapped his balls. She was gorging herself in a gluttonous frenzy.
His cock gave a sharp jerk, so hard that even she noticed it.
"Kory," Dick gasped.
"X’hal, X’hal, oh Dick!" Kory wailed. She filled her lungs, and then took him deep within her mouth.
He came.
Her lips clamped tightly, clinging to him as Dick shot his first load right down her throat. The cum warmed her like hot chocolate on a cold day, and Kory had never realized how cold she’d been until that moment. But it had sped straight down her gullet, she didn't get to taste it, she had to taste him and so she opened her mouth and pulled it back to around his cockhead so his second geyser torrentially poured over her tongue and against her palate.
Delicious. It was not just the flavor, it was him touching her again, Donna touching her again, the celebration of life like nine exquisite courses of dinner before a sweet, succulent dessert. Kory gulped it down as fast as she could, but his load was too much for her. A trickle of cum bubbled from her sucking lips and ran down the corner of her mouth
With irrational fear Donna thought He's going to drown her! Great Hera, he's going to come in Kory's mouth until she drowns!
Dick humped up and down in an uncontrollable spasm and Kory met him, head bobbing, as his cum poured down into her belly. Kory flailed as she received it, her entire body undulating in an orgasmic paroxysm.
"More, more, more!" gurgled Kory between ejaculations, her lust insatiable. Her breasts were heaving, her flesh reddened, her eyes wide and flashing. "Keep coming, fill me with your seed, yes, Dick!" She was muffled in a garbled gasp as another burst flooded her mouth. Gagging, even she had to pull away. Dick’s freed cock aimed at Donna.
Donna saw the semen shoot with force from his cock in white streaks. It splattered all over her shapely chest. A few gobs even hit her cheek and parted lips
Cum dripped from the roof of Kory’s mouth, filled her cheeks, and coated her tongue. Yet still she yearned for more. Kory grabbed Dick’s cock and pointed it back at her. She pumped her fist up his shaft a few times just to rev him up, coaxing another trickle from him, then forced another salvo with her stroking hand. His semen splashed all over her smooth flesh, clothing her from the neck down in a thick film. Shudders, like aftershocks, roamed through his body, which felt as battered as if he’d just gone nine rounds with… well, with Kory.
His cock twitched as it softened. She nursed on it for another moment, then reluctantly drew her lips away. His cock popped from her mouth to sway over his belly, half-hard. Kory gazed at his prick with wide-eyed hope, desiring more even while her mouth was still full. But Dick gave up the ghost, waving her off with a dopey smile.
Kory sagged down to the floor and sighed that the paradisiacal moment was over. Then tilted her head back and let his cum seep down her throat. With giggly amusement, she leaned in to nuzzle her mouth and tongue over his prick and pubic hair, gathering up what little had escaped her greedy mouth. Her throat billowed as she drank that down as well. A dreamy smile filled her face. Kory had swallowed so much that she could swear she felt his seed sloshing around in her belly.
"Can you tell I enjoyed that, Dick?" she chuckled, before falling next to Donna, deliriously happy. She was so giggly she reminded Donna of a stoner. And, cat-like, she began to clean the cum from her body and lick it away. “Share in it?”
“No thanks,” Donna said, as Dick collapsed next to her on the bed. “That’s disgusting.”
“More for me then.”
Donna put an arm around Kory and an arm around Dick as she laughed heartily.
“It’s not the same without you,” Kory said lovingly as she reached across Donna to lay a hand down on Dick’s chest, petting the hair there.
After a few minutes the mood of satiated contentment began to fade from Dick’s mind with the waning pangs of pleasure and was replaced by a growing awareness of the enormity of what he had just done. If Barbara ever found out, he would die. Maybe Barbara wouldn’t kill him, but she’d divorce him and then he’d die anyway. Ignoring the shooting jets of protect from his legs, he forced his way to his feet. He left Kory to lick his cum… Damnit, his cum!… off of Donna’s body and staggered to the bathroom. A quick shower, then… Barbara’s gift was under the sink. She must be wondering what was taking him so long. Jesus, how could he have been so stupid? His worst nightmare was hurting her… after he’d killed the Joker, he’d had night terrors of being the one who’d shot Barbara through the spine… and this had the potential to hurt her deeper than anything else.
He’d let her down. After all his care, after all his tip-toeing and backing-down and hard work, he’d let her down in the only way that truly mattered. As a husband. She’d throw him out and he’d be alone again, forever this time. Bludhaven all over again.
He stripped off his clothes like there were on fire, compulsively checked them for anything incriminating… lipstick on the collar, cum on the crotch, but no, Kory had been thorough. As he stepped into the ice-cold shower, remorse and regret grew in Dick and he let them hit him in waves. He deserved to feel bad. But Barbara didn’t. He’d make it up to her. He’d give her a good life. And if he was miserable, well then, that was only fair.
Month 5
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Date: 2008-04-02 02:40 pm (UTC)And, jeepers, hot Kory!
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Date: 2008-04-02 03:26 pm (UTC)Dick, though, is as per usual God's unique blend of teddy bear and punching bag. This started young in life.
Dick: My parents are dead! But I get to fight crime as a billionaire's ward!
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Date: 2008-04-03 02:57 am (UTC)Ouch. :(
The rabid Dick/Babs shipper in me had a difficult time stomaching this chapter. I think she's still tearing her hair out. Excuse me while I go deal with that.
*gives bouquet of flowers and box of chocolates to your Dick/Babs shipper*
Date: 2008-04-03 04:42 pm (UTC)Re: *gives bouquet of flowers and box of chocolates to your Dick/Babs shipper*
Date: 2008-04-04 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-03 05:22 am (UTC)And clearly an encounter with an alien & an amazon should fall under some act of god clause in marriage.
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Date: 2008-04-03 05:30 pm (UTC)I think any Batfamily therapist wouldn't have to worry about putting his kids through college. Or his grandkids. In fact, by the time Therapy Lad is joining the Legion of Super-Heroes, he'd most likely have tuition covered.
Job satisfaction wouldn't be all that, though.
And clearly an encounter with an alien & an amazon should fall under some act of god clause in marriage.
Dick and Barbara needed to make one of those lists of five people they could have sex with and not have their partner cry foul. And I'm not just saying that because Barbara's list would have Dinah on it... possibly only Dinah.
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Date: 2008-04-03 04:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-03 05:27 pm (UTC)To be fair (though we didn't "see" the logistics of the decision), Kory was perfectly fine with it being a one-night thing and everything probably would've worked out okay if it hadn't been for the pregnancy. That just took all the lingering aftereffects of the average PWP and heated them to a boil.
Kory really deserves someone better, IMO.
Lucky she has Donna. Though Kory still has Robinsexual urges, which could make things difficult...
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Date: 2008-06-17 04:46 am (UTC)