Don't Look Away update (Patreon)

Tim couldn’t speak, rendered speechless by Steph’s aggressive come-on, Cass nodding fervently as her girlfriend told Tim just what they intended for his cock and her mouth. His lips opened to say something, but he still couldn’t manage it. Still, that set off Steph. She dashed up to him, grabbing hold of his manhood before he could wrestle it away.

“Hey, hey,” she said gently, her eyes blooming with sincerity as they stared through the lenses of his mask. “You want this—“

“Want this,” Cass said in his ear, having circled around behind Tim unnoticed with her usual stealth.

“We’ve talked about it too. How if we had to do a guy—not had to do a guy, but if we were trying to have a kid…”

“We’re not… trying to have a kid,” Cass said, still behind him, sandwiching him in with Steph.

The blonde’s hand did a slow roll over Tim’s member. “Obvs. That reminds me, though…” Steph smiled sweetly. “You remember when I was… well… fat, and everyone thought you did it, and I…”

“Steph,” Cass said, reaching past Tim to run her hands up and down Steph’s hips, a gesture that was surprisingly supportive for being so erotic. 

“I really wanted to lie and say that you did. Maybe it was just cuz I was all googly-eyed for you, but I kept thinking it wouldn’t be so bad if you had done it. That you might even make a good dad, and I’d make a good mom, and… anyway, screw that, point is, I also really wanted you to bang me.” Steph’s somber face split with another grin. “Like it wouldn’t be so bad if at least I got that… I had all kinds of hormones goin’ around. And it’s not like I could get pregnant again—the guy who knocked me up, I didn’t have an orgasm with him. A girl should at least have an O, don’t you think? I mean, when she starts a family?”

Tim felt Steph’s fist traveling faster over his erection. He was getting hard again, something in Steph’s rambling confession getting to him. He could feel Cass pressed up against his back, Steph pushing in on him from the front, her thigh rubbing against his balls while her hand stroked his manhood. 

“Seen you,” Cass whispered in his ear. With the hole ripped in her mask, Tim could feel her breath against the nape of his neck. “Seen you… thinking about it. Me. Her. Us… both of us… you… I know you… can make her come, Tim… like it when she comes… I make you feel good… you make her feel good…” He felt her smile against his ear. “She makes us both feel good…”

“Oh, heck, babe—“ Steph cried… Tim could feel her arms brushing against his ribs and a fading bruise there as she hugged both him and Cass, reaching over his shoulder to kiss Cass—painful reminder of him being on the short side—in a gesture that was so exuberant it bordered on innocent, despite Tim feeling her erect nipples against his chest. “Fuck it, let’s just all fucking date. Don’t think, Tim, for once in your life… don’t try to figure out if you love her more or me more, I don’t care, we don’t care, just, both of us. You have to take both of us. Doesn’t he, Cass?”

“She wants to come… so bad,” Cass said to Tim, more or less ignoring Steph except for a pleased smile that could only come from the blonde. “As bad as… you do. Fuck my face… then fuck her pussy… stop feeling sorry for yourself… and have two girlfriends.”

Steph giggled, then quoted in an aw-shucks tone “Gee, Timmy, how come your gf lets you have two gfs?”

Tim didn’t not think. He thought extremely quickly. Between the two of them, Cass and Steph had cut through the bullshit. Made him pretty much the best offer a red-blooded American male could get short of Starfire and Wonder Woman asking him to judge their mud wrestling contest. And if he said no, Kon would probably hear about it and spontaneously combust or something. He couldn’t live with that on his conscience.

Tim kissed her, his lips harshly rubbing against hers, eating the moan she let out as the passion in the room went from a tempting enticement to what felt like no-holds-barred sex in about a millisecond. Tim came away, leaving Steph’s lips parted, maybe feeling slightly bruised. 

He was no Cassandra Cain, but he knew Steph’s body language well enough to see her clench. She liked it when he was scary. He was kinda liking it too.

He gave Steph a look. She was still clenching. “Go get a condom for me to fuck you in,” he told her, “while I stick my dick in your girlfriend’s face.”

“He’d better be… talking about me…” Cass said.

Steph gave them both quick, nipping kisses, and a slap on Cass’s ass to let her know she was special. Then she was running off. “I will be right back!”

Tim looked at Cass. Smiled at her with a confidence he didn’t quite feel. Cass smiled back. Through the hole in her mask. The fuckhole.

“I know… how to suck cocks…” she said, getting down on her knees. “I’ll show you… what I’ve learned…”

Tim looked at her as if seeing her for the first time, just looking as she surrounded his cock with her soft pink lips. He felt her tongue rolling along his length and curling around his cockhead. He gazed down into her masked face, the rip in it now concealed by his manhood stuffed into her mouth, and saw that she was keeping her eyes looking upward to him, as if watching for his approval.

He had already been half-hard, but now his cock really swelled. From a limp four inches it grew into a solid five, six, eight, ten inches of engorged flesh. Cass’s mouth backed off it slightly as it pointed upward. Her gloved hand wrapped around the base, where her lips couldn’t reach, and pumped up and down steadily.

“Do you… like it? Does my mouth… feel good on… your cock?” Cass asked, her lips hovering above his glans as she purred. 

“It feels so good,” Tim said, as she flicked her tongue back and forth under his member, teasing little licks running up the cleft beneath his knob. “So fucking good…”

“You feel… good… too…” Cass said. “Better than… a strap-on… bigger…”

She pulled his cock back inside her mouth and started sucking him again, dipping her head down to focus her eyes on the unconsumed length of prick before her, watching a vein bloat with warm blood, his balls roiling, and a hint of still more growth as the remaining shaft throbbed right under her nose. She pumped her mouth and her hand up and down on his manhood in unison, while the cool leather of her other glove reached between his thighs to squeeze his balls.

“Mmmmm,” Cass moaned, angling her head to get his knob down her throat. Her glove wetly squeaked as it twisted and turned on his shaft.

Tim couldn’t believe how good she was at sucking cock. It seemed impossible she’d learned this much from going down on a strap-on—did lesbians even do that? Her gleaming leather mask was catching the light as it bobbed up and down. Her fist squeezed, giving him a little bit of pain as her tongue tickled over his member. He couldn’t imagine anyone being better. He didn’t want his cock to go anywhere else.

He leaned stiffly against the wall, his cock seemingly trapped in her mouth. His hands went to her mask, working it out of the neckpiece of her costume until he pulled it from her face. Of course, his cock was in the way of getting it off entirely, and Cass seemed like she was in no mood to stop sucking him, so he pulled the disembodied mask along his shaft until it was held against his groin, letting him have a perfect view of Cass blowing him. Now he could see her cheeks hollowing and swelling, his cockhead denting out through her left cheek as she pumped it through her mouth. It felt like she was cupping his balls much more tightly, or maybe they had just swollen a lot bigger.

“Mmmmmm,” Cass hummed, sounding like she was truly enjoying herself. Her wet lips flew up and down his aching length.

Steph, Tim thought, you’d better get back here quick because I don’t know how long I can go without getting this chick’s face pregnant.

Cass paused, letting his member slip free of her to look up at him again. She gave him a smile. “Wow, you… really want me…”

“Can you blame a guy?”

“No, you… your body… wants me as much… as you did before. Your cock tastes nice…”

She slid her tongue all the way down his length to his balls, her hair brushing against his cockhead as she made delicate little sweeps of her tongue along the wrinkled skin of his scrotum. Tim groaned, unable to stop himself, precum trickling from his knob and drizzling into Cass’s jet-black hair. She nipped at a wrinkled fold of his ballsac and drew it back like taffy, letting it go then ducking her head under his scrotum. Her tongue lolled out, weighing one ball while her mouth gaped open to admit the other.

“Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?”

“Porno,” Cass said matter-of-factly. “That’s how I know… we can share… saw it… if Steph were here… she could suck you too…”

Tim felt himself growing weak in the knees, his balls as heavy as weights of lead. He gazed down at the huge cannon of his erection covering one whole side of Cass’s face; it was going to be impossible to take Two-Face seriously after that.

“Maybe she had to go to the bathroom,” Tim reasoned.

“That was in porno too.” Cass had her eyes shut as she mouthed and tongued him, her lips and tongue working like two independent entities on each of his balls.

“I think we might not want to reenact that.”

“Yes. Looked messy.” Then Cass was licking back up the underside of his prick, leaving his balls feeling like they weighted a ton.

Tim wanted to say more, something hot to turn Cass on or sweet to make her feel good. But there was nothing to say. All he could do was gulp and gasp and try to maintain his balance as he leaned against the wall like he was trying to bore through it.

“I love to lick cock… having it in my mouth…” Cass purred. “I just love the feel of it…”

She let his purple cockhead roll over her wet lips, a teasing look in her eyes. His cock swayed from side to side, Cass lapping at it from the left or the right, batting it this way and that. There was a half-smile on her cutely innocent face, more like she was enjoying a piece of candy than giving him a blowjob.

“You know… what else… I love?” she went on, still meeting his eyes. “More than… cock… in mouth?”

Tim shook his head helplessly, unable to take his eyes off her. Cass circled his shaft with a gloved hand, the feel of the wet leather a shock after spending so long with her warm mouth. 

“I love to rub it… all over my face… I love knowing… I’ve had cock… against my skin…”

She closed her eyes again, gripping his cock hard as she moved it over her features. She ran his seeping cockhead along her cheeks and up the sides of her nose, against her forehead, smiling the whole time. His leaking precum stuck to her eyebrows, her cheeks, even her eyelashes. She passed the cockhead around her lips like a container of lipstick, then stuck out her tongue to lick the combination of her sweat and his jizz from the shaft. She sucked on the tip quickly before smearing his cock down her throat, all the way to the cool leather that covered her from clavicle to toe.

“I love your hard cock… on my face… in my mouth… all over!” Cass gasped. “I’ll only let it go… to give to Steph…”

“Take it,” Tim gritted out. “Take it before she gets back—”

Cass rubbed his prick across her chin, up one cheek and then down the other. Then she pushed it back inside her lips and sucked for all she was worth. Her fist tightly clenched the base of his cock, shucking back and forth, no longer in rhythm with her crazily bobbing mouth but both just going as fast as they could. She took him deep in her throat and lashed him with her tongue.

“MMMMMMMM!” Cass hummed, feeling a warm glow in her sex as if she were sharing in Tim’s pleasure. Her free hand coaxed and tickled his balls. She didn’t just want him to feel good. Now she wanted him to come. And for his part, Tim couldn’t even think of waiting for Steph anymore.

Which was fair, because Steph had been there for minutes. Thinking that Tim had only one dick and there were two of the fairer sex there, she had thought to get her dildo to lend a hand. She’d picked up some lubricant, as well as a box of condoms, finding all of them in record time and running back to find just about the hottest thing she’d ever seen: Cass kneeling down in front of Tim, rubbing his cock all over her face.

Her grip had unknowingly tightened on the tube of lubricant. Some had squirted out on the floor.

Tim hadn’t noticed, but Cass had, and as Tim’s head eased back to enjoy having Cass rub him off with her face, Cass had turned to Steph and given her an encouraging smile. 

Steph wondered if this was in the porno. Staying in the hallway leading to their new sex room, she squirted out some creamy lubricant onto her hand and rubbed it on the dildo. Then she’d hiked up her skirt to the waist, showing Cass her pussy. Cass kept rubbing Tim’s cock against her face, faster and faster.

Steph took the base of the dildo in her hand, gently parting her labia with it, massaging her folds, her stiffening clit, thinking of Cass fucking her and Tim fucking Cass. She would feel her thighs quivering, a delighted shudder going through her body and into her sex, well in advance of the dildo.

“Oh, Tim, Tim-my,” she whispered aloud, “I want you to fuck her, fuck my girlfriend!”

She opened her lips up with the head of the dildo, finding her passage and slipping it inside slowly but surely. As her pussy clenched against the dildo, Steph felt twinges of pain, the folds of her sex widening to accept the intrusion. Then it was in, it was inside her, and she was fucking herself while Tim was fucking Cass. 

Tim’s knees were about to buckle; he braced himself hard against the wall. He grunted deep in his chest, as if in pain, then jammed his hips forward, burying his manhood deep in Cass’s throat just as his balls exploded. A thick jet of cum geysered up the length of his throated cock.

Steph’s pussy was trembling with warm desire as it took her own ramming thrusts. She felt the beginnings of an ecstatic climax already stirring inside of her as she shoved the dildo rhythmically through her cunt.

“You’re fucking her so nice, Timmy,” she moaned softly. “Ahh! You’re going to make her come, you’re making her come!”

Cass gasped, her throat suddenly full of Tim’s steaming seed. She gulped and sucked, trying her best to capture all his jizz in her stomach, to not let any out of her mouth. She stopped bobbing her head and used only her fist to jerk him off, right into her mouth.

“I’m coming in your mouth!” Tim groaned. “Coming down your hot… little… throat!”

A thick rivulet of his pearly white cum drooled from the corner of her mouth until it was dangling off her chin. It hung in the air for a moment before snapping across a scallop of her gloves. Her fist was still pumping, but now Cass held his cockhead in front of her face, letting the hot jets of cum spray onto her skin and run down to her breasts. No sooner had one boiling ejaculation hit her than another shot out of his prick. And her tongue licked crazily over her lips as she siphoned his creamy seed into her mouth to be gulped down hotly. 

When Tim was finished, he pulled away from her. Took her Batgirl mask off of his dick and, in a fit of irony, pulled it back over Cass’s head. She moaned as the tight mask rubbed his cum into her face, silvery lengths of it being pressed to the mouthhole, dripping down her chin. 

Steph could no longer stand. Her naked ass was cooling on the tile, her knees up, wide apart, her throbbing sex exposed. Her blonde head was slumped to one side, panting heavily, almost gasping for breath.

Her eyes gazed helplessly at the loveliness of Cass, covered in cum, so obviously fucked even with her mask back on and her costume mostly covering her. It was one of the most exciting sights she’d ever been witness and it made her pussy throb with need. She tossed the dildo aside and rubbed with her hand instead, staring hotly at Cass in her skintight costume, in her mask oozing with cum…

“Ohhhh!” Steph moaned loudly, her body suddenly shaking. “Oh God, oh God… I’m coming!”

Cass watched Steph play with her convulsing pussy. Her own breathing had almost normalized, but now it sped up once more as she watched. She had never seen anyone masturbate before and she found the sight thrilling. Her pussy was burning, and she ran her hand down to fondle it through her costume. It felt so good, as she licked her lips and tasted Tim’s cum. So good…

“You’re just in time,” Tim said softly, taking his still swollen prick in his hand and raising it in Steph’s direction. He squeezed it, making the bulbous knob swell and discharge a fresh drop of cum to ooze down his glans.

Steph forced herself to move, hands and knees, quickly capturing Tim’s endowment in her hands and lovingly mouthing it, both Tim and Cass watching with pleasure as Steph swallowed his cum and sucked the dregs of his ejaculation from out of his manhood.

“Wow,” Steph said after a few seconds. Although she and Tim had never officially done the deed, she’d often given him handjobs or blowies, and she was used to a much thicker deluge. Of course, looking at Cass’s masked face, it was easy to see where it had went. “You really sucked him dry, didn’t you?”

“Sorry,” Cass muttered.

“Don’t be, girl! That’s natural talent! You’re going to be such a good girlfriend.”

“I am?” Cass asked hopefully.

“Uh-huh. I bet Tim’s going to get you flowers and chocolate and crap all the time.” Steph looked up at Tim, showing her teeth right next to his dwindling erection. “Aren’t you?”

Tim held up his hands in surrender. “Absolutely.”

“And… for you,” Cass said, putting an arm around Steph as long as her girlfriend was kneeling beside her. “You should… buy Steph lots of gifts… too.”

“Of course.”

“I’d like to buy her things too,” Cass continued, ignoring Steph as the blonde, with a bemused expression, pulled Cass’s mask off again. “Tim, you are… rich. Can you… loan me money… for Steph gifts?”

Without the mask, Cass was all mussed hair and a cum-dripping face. Steph kissed her cheek and grimaced at the bittersweet taste of Tim’s semen all over her. 

“Sure,” Tim said, “why don’t I just give you two my credit card and turn you loose in a flower shop?”

“Be nice,” Cass said, flicking a fingernail against his scrotum. Tim cringed and backed up.

“I half-expected a gong sound,” Steph said.

Cass was ignoring her, on a roll. “You… get dick sucked… grind against us… do all sorts of porno thing… but what do you do for us?” 

“Yeah!” Steph chorused. “Neither of us have come because of you, ya big misogynist.”

“You wanted Cass to blow me,” Tim reminded her. “You gave her mask a fuckhole.”

“Details,” Steph whinged.

“You called it a fuckhole.”

“Eat Steph,” Cass ordered. “I sucked you off… now you have to eat her…”

“Yeah, eat me,” Steph chuckled. She gave Cass a high five, which only Cass’s facility with body language told her was coming. “I’m hot. I want my pussy ate out!”

She got up off the floor and went to a sideboard, sitting there and lifting her little Wonder Woman skirt up around her waist. Tim went to her. He knelt down between her open legs and kissed along Steph’s thighs, licking at them, biting into the tender flesh but never going near her cunt. Steph grabbed his head and tried to force him to her burning cunt, but Tim was easily able to outmuscle her.

Cass sat down beside Steph on the sideboard, sharing Steph’s view of Tim going down on her. She thought of fucking herself with the dildo, as Steph had when Steph was watching her, but she couldn’t see it. There was a fruit bowl next to her on the sideboard. Cass picked up an apple from it and pushed it against her sex, twisting it around and around, enjoying the feel of its sheeny skin on her folds.

Finally, Tim began greedily devouring Steph’s beautiful young cunt, sucking at it, licking and kissing her sweet folds, sending Steph into paroxysms of cross-eyed enjoyment. Cass twirled the apple in her groin as she watched. 

“Oh, Jesus!” Steph gasped. “You gonna tell Bruce about this, Tim? You gonna tell him you’re fucking both of us? That you have two girlfriends now and you fuck them both!”

Tim ignored her, but seemed to redouble his efforts, Steph mewling and crying out as Tim’s tongue flew around inside her.

“You could tell him,” Cass said to Steph, still fucking herself with the apple, half of it inside her juicy cunt.

“Yeah… I’ll tell Bruce what a bad girl I am. I’ll tell him I let Tim suck me off. That’s what I’ll saaaay,” Steph moaned. “And he’ll hear about how emotionally compromised we all are and it’ll make his cock hard just hearing all about it!”

She rolled her slender hips off the sideboard, pushing her cunt into Tim’s face. He gurgled and slurped at her sex, taking all she gave to him.

“Oh, shit, that’s good,” Steph mewled. “You both eat my pussy so good… I must taste fucking great!”

“I’m fucking… an apple…” Cass moaned.

Steph looked over and saw the way Cass was working the fruit deeper and deeper into her open pussy. “Holy crap,” she gasped. “Why don’t you just use a banana?”

“It feels… nice… like the end of a… big cock…”

“Tim is not that big. If he was, I’d… how loose do you think I am, anyway?”

“Let’s find out,” Tim said, and Steph looked away from the admittedly absorbing sight of Cass masturbating with plant life to see Tim standing up in front of her. He’d recovered from the blowjob Cass had given him, his manhood erect once more, pointing at Steph promisingly. 

Her breath caught in her throat. She’d meant it, talking about how she’d wanted this, how she’d almost been obsessed with it at a point in her life when she needed to obsess over something. But now it was actually here, the fantasy was coming true. She felt a nervous flutter run through her. Then felt something press into her hand.

A condom. Cass had given it to her. Freaking ninja sex girls…

“It’s alright,” Cass said. “I know… you’ve wondered… find out… then I’ll find out… too.”