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Conor looked at her luscious lips and let out a snorting laugh, then flung her to the ground. He scrambled over her body to her face, holding himself above it with his big, twitching cock aimed at her mouth.

Diana stretched her tongue out to lick his dangling balls. “Even your balls are hairy,” she moaned, briefly sucking on them before she let him fuck her mouth.

“Take my dick in your mouth, woman,” Conor growled. Any more excitement for his sensitive balls and he’d come before knowing any of this Amazon’s holes.

Diana ran her tongue up his swollen length until the tip of his glans prodded into her open lips. “Great Hera,” she sighed, and spread her lips even wider to take him into her mouth.

“Unnnnh!” she moaned as Conor followed through on the motion, shoving most of his erection into her accepting mouth.

The burgeoning knob of his erection probed into her throat until it reached into her tonsils. His swaying balls pressed against her chin. Diana grabbed hold of Conor’s ass, pulling him down to her so determinedly that her sharp nails drew blood.

Conor enthusiastically went with her demands to throat her. He juked up and down like he was in the middle of some primitive dance, Diana’s cheeks bulging with his masculine thrusts. She took his balls in one hand and dug her fingernails into his rump with the other.

Conor looked down underneath his body and saw how his prick distended Diana’s mouth. The sight made him redden with heat. He had to release his load. “Gww, take it, Diana! Swallow it!” he growled as his balls vented, burning off all their lustful simmering.

Diana wasn’t disappointed that he was coming; how could she be, when there was so much of his seed to gulp down? She drank it eagerly, knowing in her heart that he’d soon be hard again, ready to fuck her more properly. “Munnhhh!”

She enjoyed the feeling of his cock inside her mouth so much she didn’t want to let go of it, even when it had been sucked dry. It was Conor himself, sore in his sensitivity, that pulled his dick from her greedy lips and fell to the floor. “I can’t believe you. I’ve never known a woman who’s looked so sweet and then acts like such a—“

Diana smiled and crawled over to him. “Such a vixen?” she asked. “You’re quite the cocksman yourself, Conor. If you don’t mind being complimented for it, why should I? Tonight, I wanted to be a vixen—and I wanted a cocksman. It’s time I enjoy fucking like I want to. You remind me of someone who used to fuck me just the way I liked. And you don’t disappoint me.”

Conor stared at Diana’s heaving breasts, moving with both her satiation and her memory. “He must’ve been a lucky man to have left enough of an impression of you that you still think of him.”

“I suppose I’m not such a vixen that a man wouldn’t strike someone as lucky to have been with me.” She kissed Conor’s broad chest, rubbing her lips against his hairy pecs. “But I’m still a vixen. What would you like me to do that someone who looks as sweet as me would never do?”

Conor looked at her proud chest again. “Sometimes a woman leans over me and her breasts brush against my dick. I’d like you to do that for me.”

“Like this?” Diana asked as she shifted her shoulders, making her breasts swing above his groin. Their heft slapped against his manhood; it jerked and he groaned.

“Yes, almost,” Conor breathed. “But go a little higher. Just barely touch me with your nipples.”

“You’re lucky they’re so hard.” Diana cooed. She lifted her body higher and moved her shoulders again, making her stiff nipples graze against his member. “Oooh… I like how that feels too.”

“That’s it. God, Diana, you’re turning me on!” Conor groaned. The simple touch was getting him hard again, making his balls tense and swell. He knew it wouldn’t take much more of Diana’s teasing before he was ready to fuck again.

“And you certainly give me a lot to show for it,” Diana breathed, looking down at Conor’s prick. She wanted to feel its fat length between her breasts and saw no reason not to indulge herself.

Diana lowered her chest down and squeezed her breasts together with her hands, catching Conor’s erection between her plump tits.

“Jesus, I wanna fuck your tits so bad!” Conor breathed, forgetting himself in his excitement.

Diana only smiled at his honest vulgarity. “What’s stopping you, lover?”

Conor’s hips almost involuntarily pumped, sliding his erection into the warm softness between her cleavage. He humped her breasts, pushing his engorged cockhead through them, then letting it disappear between her tits when he pulled his hips back.

“Yes. Fuck my tits, Conor. Show me just how hot they make you!” Diana hissed.

She felt like she was inducing him into a pleasure he’d never known before—showing him the sensual delights that he could enjoy with her, and that would be as delicious to her as they would be to him. And Diana liked the feeling of pleasing Conor in ways others hadn’t. She already knew he would repay her for all the thrills she showed him.

“Mmm, it feels like it’s burning—like it’s on fire!” Diana rasped as his cock stiffened and grew.

She knew that now it was time to put it to the use it was meant for. She wanted his cock where Conan had only fucked her once. It was something she had enjoyed greatly when he’d done it, but she’d been too recalcitrant with Conan, and so she’d only gotten a single sample of that ultimate pleasure.

“Have you ever wanted to fuck a woman in the ass?” Diana asked, still rubbing her breasts against Conor’s manhood.

“When I see a girl with an ass like yours—all the time,” Conor gasped. “Are you trying to tell me that’s where you want my cock?”

Diana answered his question by turning around, presenting her sweetly sculpted ass as the supreme temptation it was. “Fuck my ass,” she told him. “Give it all of that big cock.”

Conor placed himself behind her and grabbed hold of her hips. As anxious as he was to try out her asshole, he had to pause briefly to enjoy the sight of her on all fours, arrayed naked before him to wait for his penetration.

“Let me have it already. I don’t care if it hurts!” Diana reached back to spread her buttocks, revealing to Conor where his thick manhood would be sheathed.

The head of his prick was already oozing precum, lubricated to put her anus to use. He put the tip of it against Diana’s puckered sphincter and pushed forward.

“Urrrr, I forgot how much this makes me feel!” Diana growled, feeling the burgeoning glans of Conor’s manhood break through the protective grommet of her asshole. A fiery pain held her body for a long moment before she regained the ability to speak. “Go on, Conor! Put it all the way in!”

“Are you sure?” Conor asked, looking down at his massive erection, unable to see how her tightly clenched ass could accept even more of his endowment.

“Of course I’m sure!” Diana groaned, teeth clenched against the pain. “I know it hurts, but I don’t care. The more you fuck me, the more I’ll get used to it… the sooner I’ll get used to it… and the more I’ll enjoy it!” She pushed her juicy ass back against his manhood, forcing more of his shaft inside herself.

Conor pressed forward him, his concern that he would hurt her the only thing holding back a deep thrust into the ecstasy of her tight asshole. His cock was being massaged and heated by how tight she was; every inch only gained by slow, steady pressure. Until Conor was almost as worried about hurting himself as he was about doing damage to her.

“You’re splitting me in two,” Diana said, face buried in the carpet, sucking in air that stirred her rivulets of hair away from her flushed cheeks. Her eyes bulged as she endured the intense pain of her tiny asshole being entered further and further. “Keep going, Conor! Feed that cock into me until the only thing left is your balls!”

Hearing her plea for the very irresistible temptation he had been straining against, Conor could not help but gave in. He put all his muscles into a final thrust and every inch of his prick was buried in Diana’s ass. He held it there, motionless, as the skintight pressure of Diana’s asshole worked at his manhood, trying to make him come.

Conor willed himself not to surrender. He fought the desperate need filling his body, the feverish urge to drive his cum as deep into the princess’s ass as he had his cock. If he were to move an inch, he would’ve exploded.

“More! Fuck me more, Conor!” Diana begged him.

His control barely regained, Conor immediately set about pleasing Diana as she asked. He pulled back, removing himself from the gloved pressure of her anal passage around his manhood, before slamming back into her depths. He heard Diana shout with approval, pained though it was.

“That’s it! Just like that! It hurts, but not so much—not as much as it feels good! I love being fucked in the ass, Conor! I knew I’d love your cock in my ass!”

Conor was too male not to want to conquer and subdue. He didn’t just want to fuck, he wanted a challenge to his manliness—Diana was that and so much more. He wanted to make her come before the pain became too intense for her to stand; to know she had given into what he was doing to her.

He reached under her body and found her slit, playing his fingers on her dripping pussy and throbbing clitoris. His hips kept swinging, flattening her plump ass, pounding his cock into her hole. Conor grunted and groaned as he rode into her, almost in a berserker rage over how much he wanted to come inside her perfect ass.

Diana felt absolutely full, stuffed to the brim with her man, filled by him from her anus to her bowels. Her body quivered with delight, feeling his prick tighten into an iron spear. Diana knew that had to be the end of his control. A few more thrusts and she’d feel his hot cum filling her even more.

“No! Not yet! Don’t come! Please keep fucking me!” she moaned.

“Hold still! I won’t come if you hold still!” Conor holding, holding his body still and rigid against hers. Diana dug her fingers into the rug, bunching it up as Conor’s engorged prick throbbed wildly inside her.

They lay panting and gasping for moments on end, in an agonized delirium—Diana inches away from climax, but unable to strain for it without setting Conor off, while Conor was equally on the brink, ready to go either way for several seconds until his control won out.

“Almost there?” Conor asked, his breath finally back in his lungs.

“Yes—oh yes—I need more—let me have it, please!” Diana begged.

“You’ll have everything,” Conor promised her as he splayed her buttocks with his thrusting cock again.

Diana’s pain was indistinguishable from her pleasure. His hard, fast thrusts into her ass brought her terrible delight, but so did his gentle rubbing on her clit. Flashes of heat seared both Diana’s cunt and her ass, telling her she was about to come, for real this time.

Diana smiled. She’d never felt so radiant before. She felt beautiful, extraordinary, as if somehow, this cock plunging into her asshole was giving her life meaning. But she knew it wasn’t. It was the man, this man who knew how to fuck, how to play with her clit, how to eat her pussy and sodomize her ass until she was screaming at the top of her lungs.

“FUCK ME, CONOR!”

Conor felt different as well. No longer ordinary, no longer average, he felt exuberant and ecstatic all at once, like he was a king, like he was in heaven. He felt like a man!

“HARDER, CONOR! COME IN MY ASSHOLE! LET ME HAVE YOUR CUM! RUIN MY ASS! I’M COMING NOW! COME WITH ME! EMPTY YOUR BALLS RIGHT IN MY ASS!”

That was what Conor had been waiting to hear. He felt almost a sense of melancholy, knowing that Diana’s ass would never be the same, never this tight, that this would be the only time he’d enjoy this virginal pressure.

But the thought of reshaping her ass, making it a sheath for his cock, thrilled him just as much as the exquisite tightness that was there now. He felt Diana tighten her ass around his manhood and leaned forward, giving into the demanding pleasure of Diana Prince.

His hot load gushed out of him. With her sphincter squeezing his prick so tightly, his cum had to work hard to move through his shaft. It made the blast feel like it was taking forever, Conor groaning in agonized rapture as his ejaculation went on and on.

Diana shoved back when his spurting cock thudded into her bowels. She felt his hot jism stuff her fuller and fuller. “You’re coming in my ass,” she moaned, giving into stating the obvious—sheer pleasure robbed her of any deeper thoughts. She found it hard to believe herself that she’d let another man fuck her in the ass, if Conor could be considered another man from Conan. Either way, that paled in importance to what he was doing to her. “I’m coming again!”

She might’ve come yet again, but Conor had to stop rubbing her clit, instead gripping her toned thigh with his big hand and hanging on for his life. Even he wasn’t used to a fuck like this and he couldn’t power through it to totally destroy Diana with ecstasy the way he might have if he had more experience with her breed of fucking.

Diana refused to let him pull out after he’d expended his load. She slumped against the floor, her asshole still clamped around his fat cock, holding onto it as her orgasm stretched into the afterglow. The whole fuck felt like a wonderful reminder of what she’d shared with Conan. But it wasn’t just nostalgia. It also felt like the beginning of something new. Something that would last a long, long time.