Girls of Gotham 3

“Yes, it’s okay,” Dick said with a little ironic detachment, some amusement at how exhilarated she sounded. “I would like to see you naked.”

Query mewled. Hearing something like that from a man like Nightwing—it almost made her come. She felt her clit up and sensitive, swollen with blood and awaiting the first touch he gave it. She could come for him, Query realized. She could come for him so easily…

She undressed quickly, an adrenaline rush that lasted until she’d separated her panties from her toes and kept going after, lingering in her like perfume on a disheveled bed. Dick stared at her thick blonde thatch of pubic hair. The more he looked at it, the more he was reminded of Kory. Kory loved it when her bush ended up glazed with his cum—something of him to carry with her, hidden under her clothes.

He didn’t know if Query would like it, but he didn’t care. She’d like everything that came before and that he knew for a fact.

His prick hardened, really hardened, like it was ready to bust down a door if that was what it took to get inside a woman. He wanted Query’s hand on his cock. He wanted her touching it, looking at it, fawning over it, worshipping it. Dick stepped close to her, cupping a luscious breast in his hand and grinning when Query moaned happily. A little bit like a woman in love and a little bit like a dog being petted. He could tell she hadn’t had a good fuck in a while—a shame. A body like hers deserved one.

Query’s hand found his hot prick and he rewarded her success by pushing his hand between her bare thighs. She opened her legs, not that he needed any help getting to her. Dick’s middle finger ran over her swollen labia, feeling out the boiling blood that was rushing through all those little avenues of flesh, before it went to her opening and slipped inside her. Flowing in on a river of juices that were pushing against it but pulling it in.

Query trilled happily, her breath pumping even faster. Dick brought his body up to hers and kissed her; all she could do with her hands was reach down to fondle his balls. They felt even bigger than they’d looked. Maybe there was more in them now than the last time she’d checked.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “God, you’ve got me so horny…”

On the next hot kiss, Dick sucked on her tongue. His thumb circled on her clitoris while his middle finger went into her hole. His other hand went around her trim waist until he’d found the swell of her buttocks and discovered it fit nicely into the openness of his palm. He pulled her tighter against him, making his erection press against her gates, her wetness and her hairiness inviting his throbbing manhood in.

“Fuck me!” she gasped. “Fuck me like a little whore!”

Dick didn’t like to think that such obvious vulgarity worked on him, but he did want to reward how quickly she had gotten with the program. He took his middle finger from her slit and moved it even lower, up under the space between her legs, with his thumb trailing behind, swiping over the mouth of her womanhood. Fingerprinting the glossy pinkness while the tip of his long finger toyed at her anus.

“Oh God, God, both my ass and my pussy! Yes! Oh Jesus, they’re all yours! Just put it in somewhere! Just fuck me!”

Dick chuckled. Query kept talking, but everything she had to say was written on her face—repeated again and again as her expression flickered with the pleasure of what his fingers were doing in her sex and in her asshole. She would’ve begged if he’d wanted her to, but Dick saw no need to humiliate her.

She was enjoying herself enough as it was.

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, yes, make me come—“

“Oh, you want me to make you come,” Dick said with exaggerated surprise, as though she’d just corrected him. “I want to make you come too…”

She convulsed. Her orgasm appeared like a magic trick, suddenly quickening her slit and her ass on Dick’s fingers. She cried out, sobbing with shock and delight as Dick kept up the fingering for as long as she could take it.

Dick enjoyed making her blow. He kissed her some more, her breath tasting sweet and full of thankfulness. His free hand squeezed her soft ass. When she could unclench her fingers and put them on his hard cock, he rolled his hips to encourage her.

He’d gotten her to a point of arousal beyond objectives, trying to prove something, do something. She just needed to express the sexuality that he’d stoked into a raging inferno. If all she could do was hump his leg, Query would’ve happily done it. Dick almost let her. But he didn’t want her to feel humiliated when she came to later and thought back to this.

Well, it would be nice if she was a little embarrassed to have been fucked senseless—eager to come back for more and this time hold her own. That’d pretty much been his relationship with Helena. They’d gone at it until the Birds of Prey almost needed a second wheelchair.

“Hey,” Echo drawled, suddenly pushing herself against Dick’s flank, her hand on a muscular shoulder. “Don’t forget about me.”

“Then try to be memorable,” Dick advised her. Her touch was wet and warm; it felt like she’d been enjoying what he’d done to Query almost as much as the two lovers had. But now she wanted it done to her, not done while she watched.

Her other hand went lovingly around his cock. “It’ll take more than a few fingers to make me come… but this big guy might do it.”

“So open up and let him in.”

The next hour went by in a blur for Query, a haze. She could’ve tried to clear her mind, but the miasma of pleasure and lust and sinful indulgence was too good. She saw Dick slap Echo a hard whack on her firm ass and it was like she felt it herself, the atmosphere of passion and desire was so thick.

Echo gave Dick a wicked smile and rubbed where his open palm had landed. “You think you’re a real stud, don’t you?”

“You’ll think so too, in a couple minutes,” Dick replied.

The muscles in her toned thighs jumped. Her hips undulated slowly. Everything her lips teased, her body turned into a guarantee.

“We’ll see. I usually prefer women, but I like seeing women come too. And watching what you did to Query got me all mixed up. Now I don’t know if I want her or if I want to be her… I think I can do both, so long as we’re all dressed for the occasion.”

Query padded between the two of them on all fours. “You’d better not make fun of me for this later,” she told Echo. “We’re both doing it.”

“Yes, we are,” Echo sighed, eyes narrowed with sensuous want. The tip of her tongue flicked between her slightly parted lips. “God, I should’ve run off when he was fucking you.”

“I should’ve run off when he was fucking you, instead of getting him to fuck me.”

“Guess we missed our chance.”

“Guess so.”

Echo shuddered with just how much craving had been packed inside her. She forced herself to be patient as Dick took down the shoulder straps of her filmy bra and slid her panties down her long legs.

Without rushing, Dick hurried to undress her, but he took his time before removing the bra he’d disassembled. Echo moaned, feeling his tongue dip into her navel. Then it ran up her hinted abs, the heat of his licking going deep into her already feverish body. She pushed her chest forward, making her breasts billow over the edges of her French-cut bra.

Dick pulled it off, letting her tits blossom out in all their paleness, lighting up the darkness that his black suit seemed to cast on their naked bodies. Masked, costumed, in the shadows and doing naughty things where they couldn’t be seen.

He grabbed one teat brutally and forced it to his face until he had the nipple in his mouth, his to suck as hard as he liked. Her hands rustled through his hair and she held his face deep within her ample cleavage.

“Just fuck me, then I’ll suck you off,” Echo moaned, excited by her own begging, how greedy he’d made her for cock. “You can fuck my ass too, I just can’t wait long enough for you to get me ready. And God, you can’t put all that in without getting it ready—“

“You’ll suck me when I want you to,” Dick informed her meaningfully. His words arousing her enough that she went from trying to bribe him with her mouth to simply offering it.

If she didn’t give him what he wanted, he might get it from Query. There was no united front. He had them both and that was that.

“Hope you want me to suck you a lot,” Echo sighed, smacking her lips eagerly. With Dick on his back, she got down on all fours over his groin. Her kisses were affectionate, needy, delighting in all she had to play with. “I think I could suck this thing all day,” she gurgled, the last of what she had to say muffled as she took him into her mouth and kept taking him.

Query couldn’t believe it. Nightwing was like an animal—far more of a cocksman than she ever would’ve expected from the creature of the night who could inflict such damage on crime. And Echo… Query had thought she was as tough as a woman got, but Nightwing had her eating out of the palm of his hand. And Echo knew she’d do the same if their situations were reversed.

She couldn’t wait to do the same.