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“Thanks,” Karen replied, her voice muffled by Duela’s flowing pussy, trying to ignore her until Duela’s hands reached down to cup and squeeze her breasts.

“Beautiful tits,” Duela whispered next. “I love to feel tits like yours. You don’t mind if we do this while Jason watches, do you?”

“Not much,” Karen growled, submitting grudgingly as Duela pulled open her shirt, then lifted her up to work her pantyhose down her long, slender thighs.

Jason wanted to get behind her, slip his cock into those luscious cheeks, but… not yet. He felt his manhood throb against his underwear and rubbed it, still warmly covered with Scorch‘s juices from earlier. Practically dripping.

He watched as Duela slipped Karen’s pantyhose off and rubbed the crotch against her face. “Mmmmm,” she sighed. “My favorite flavor.”

She tossed them aside and went down on Karen, concentrating on her throbbing clit, mouthing it eagerly, flicking her moist tongue back and forth across it.

That was when the guards burst in. And quickly stopped to watch as the two nubile women enjoyed each other’s attentions—however reluctantly.

While they watched, Jason moved, his bo staff flying, hitting, ricocheting, angling between all of them like a pinball breaking the high score, not an inch of it unblurred until the last guard was downed. Then Jason grabbed a guard’s helmet and took it off.

“Duela, c’mon, get dressed.” He tossed her the helmet. “Assholes and elbows, let’s go!”

Karen’s eyes shot open as Duela abruptly stopped pleasuring her. “Wait, what?”

Jason stripped one guard, Duela stripped the other. “Don’t worry, we’re good. Just needed your help for the distraction. You’d better get going now if you don’t want to blow your cover.”

Karen squeezed her thighs together. “But we were just… I was about to…”

“I know how much of an imposition it is, having to use your sexuality in an undercover assignment, but these were trained mercenaries. The only thing that could’ve thrown them off was unsimulated lesbian sex. Don’t worry, though. You won’t have to do anymore of that. After tonight, I won’t need any more help, and you might as well be wearing a chastity belt.”

While he spoke, the two of them had finished dressing in the guards’ uniforms. Next, they were out the door, leaving Karen alone.

“Asshole,” she said softly.

***

Jason found Talia sequestered in her quarters. He could understand her wanting to be alone. The whole base was in an uproar, though no one was really sure what had happened, other than a sex tape being released involving some of the teachers. Talia had shut off the base’s communications in her outrage, so who had been involved in the video and what they’d been doing was a matter of fierce rumor. Jason overheard a few spicy ones as he moved through the base, disguised as a guard.

He had Duela divert the guards from Talia’s door, drawing them off somewhere private—he wondered a little if she was going to fuck them or kill them. Eh, not his problem. He hacked the lock with an exploit he’d prepared weeks ago, and found Nyssa al Ghul inside. She was standing there like the doorman at a club. A doorman with a terrific pair of tits and a great ass too.

“Nyssa, hi, it’s me,” Jason said, taking off the helmet before she could ask what he was doing there. “I think there’s been a big misunderstanding. Is Talia here? I need to talk to her. She seems like she might be in a bad place right now.”

“And you’re going to help her?” Nyssa snorted. “Not after what you were doing on that tape.”

“That was before we met,” Jason said, trying to push past her in the narrow hallway. She didn’t budge.

In fact, she stood directly in his way, letting him walk right into her tits. He stood there, not backing off as he felt their softness against his chest, the drag of her breathing sliding them up and down over his skin. He looked at her solidly. He’d dreamed of her pussy, his cock in it, finding out whether it was like her sister’s, softer or tighter. He guessed that either way, she’d make him feel real good. And that nice big mouth, stuffing all the cock she could take into it. Her sucking it, real hard and needing… and all that sweet cum dripping out, filling her mouth because he could really empty himself out with her.

“You can have what you saw on the tape. If you’re interested.”

Nyssa flustered slightly, and he could feel her body flinch, ready to move away, but not quite able or willing too. “You fucked my sister.”

Jason smiled. So she was playing it outraged. But none of them were ever outraged when the dick was good, and a girl who’d been around as long as Nyssa knew good dick when she saw it. “Yeah. You’ve noticed her limp, then?”

“You’re a bastard,” she hissed, backing up a step. “You’re a bastard and you know it.”

He stared at her. Her plump tits, her skinny waist, her voluptuous ass. They all looked… tasty. It was amazing he hadn’t fucked her already.

Jason took her by the arms and pulled her close. She gasped, but didn’t scream, didn’t try to break away. A daughter of Ra’s al Ghul could’ve given him a run for his money in any fight, but she didn’t make him work for it at all. Just let him melt his lips to hers, plunge his tongue into her mouth, yielding exactly as he had expected he would. Soon her breasts were pressed even more tightly against him, her tongue in a crazy little dance with his.

“I can’t wait, you bastard,” she panted, stripping. “Just can’t wait.”

“Then don’t,” he grinned, unzipping his fly.

Seeing it, she backed up a step. “Oh God! You could kill someone with that thing!” He backed her into the wall, slid it into the wetness he knew would be waiting. She winced and jerked. “Fuck me to death!”

“How else do you wanna go?” His thick cock hammered in and out, gliding with ease into the juicy depths of her cunt. “And after this, you can get me nice and clean for your sister.”

“No, no, I hate the taste of cum…”

“You’ll learn to love it,” Jason told her. “It’s an acquired taste you’re gonna acquire.”

She bit her lip, helplessly pinned down by the cock pushing into her cunt, the wonderful feeling it gave her. “I won’t do it! Can’t make me!”

“Make you? Bitch, you’ll be begging for it by the time I’m done!”

She fought against him, slapping him again and again, but it only made him more excited. He forced his cock in even harder. She was trapped and she knew it, the bastard making her feel so good, making her scream with pleasure against him as he kept fucking her, sliding his cock in and out of her cunt, the sounds of their sopping wet fuck growing ever louder.

“God… nice wet pussy for your cock…” she moaned. “So good… having it inside… never had a man make it feel so good before…”

“You’ll love it, baby. Love it upstairs and down, every nourishing drop,” he groaned in her ear. “You’ve been asking for it all along.”

He relaxed into the wonderful feeling of fucking, the knowledge that soon she would be sucking him, very soon. Drinking him down. Because he’d come any minute, his cock throbbing in her pussy, that nice warm cunt demanding his seed.

“Ready, bitch?” he demanded.

“Yes, oh yeah!” she screamed.

He jammed it into her harder than ever. “Here it comes! You little cocksucker… fucking cunt… it’s all yours!”

“Fuck!” Nyssa clutched him as it shot into her, leaving her stunned. “Bastard! Motherfucker! You and your wonderful fucking cock… all this cum inside me…”

He stepped away from her with a heavy breath, leaving her plastered to the wall. She was breathing heavy too, feeling damned dizzy from coming so hard. She couldn’t believe she’d ever let Talia have him. He was so damn good in the saddle. And here he was being her sister’s plaything when they could’ve been doing this whenever they wanted, whenever she wanted.

She hadn’t lost him yet, though. She could steal him, take him, just like she took everything she wanted—“What—no, wait!” she shrieked, as he shoved her down to her knees, his body blocking off everything but the wall behind her, his big hard cock hanging down to her lips. “No! I’m not ready!”

He grinned. “You look ready to me.”

She tried jerking her head away, but he held it tight between his hands, and though her arms were free, she couldn’t bear to attack the body, the cock that had just brought her so much pleasure. She twisted underneath him, then watched as he lowered his prick to her mouth. She wouldn’t open her lips at first, but the smell was so intoxicating—it made her feel faint—she wondered if just one taste would be so bad, if he wouldn’t be satisfied with her just licking it. She parted her lips and he immediately forced it in.

“Nice and easy, honey. Don’t fight it or you’ll choke.”

He was right, but she just couldn’t, wouldn’t suck it. Only she didn’t have a choice, did she? She could bite down on it, and never have his cock again, or she could suck him. She didn’t have to swallow his cum, after all. She could spit it out when he was through.

Nyssa wondered if Talia spat it out…

“Ah, you’re doing good!” Jason threw his head back, groaning. “Yeah, suck on all of it. Go to town on it. Suck it the way your sister does. I know what you’re thinking… just get it, get it, get it!”

The wiry hairs of his balls brushed against her lips as he pumped in and out of her lips, leaning forward, his hands steepled against the wall over her, rocking his hips in place like a piston. The long, firm shaft went deep into her throat, then came out, dragging her own wet saliva over her lips before it went back down. She clutched at his body, the powerful muscles resisting her grip, refusing to relent to the pressure of her squeezing fingers. There was not an ounce of give in his body, not even in his cock. It was rock-hard. She was soft and helpless around its solidness.

Jason continued his strokes into her throat, still impossibly large, seemingly bigger than ever. She wished she didn’t like his presence in her throat so much—wished she didn’t take pride in having taken so much of him when there was so much to take—but he was right. She’d wanted this. Her body had begged for it.

“Suck it… keep sucking, lady,” he moaned. “Don’t try to talk. You’ll give yourself lockjaw.”

She could feel his pubic hair inside her mouth now. She hated it, but what could she do? Her only words were the soft whimper she let out as his cock pushed into her mouth. All he wanted from her was what she was already giving him. At least she could breathe, barely. Problem was, she took too much in at once, then he pulled it out as if to deny her even that control, damn him.

“I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl that loves cock as much as you,” he said.

She rocked her head slightly, unable to move it away. Then she felt it—all hot and sticky, pumping into her mouth. It was CUM! He’d come in her mouth! There was so much of it! She tried not to swallow it, but he kept squirting more and more, and there wasn’t much place for it to go! Her mouth was already filling up…

“Swallow it, bitch!”

No, she wouldn’t!

But it was going down her throat, gagging her, and if she didn’t swallow… and the taste wasn’t what she expected, wasn’t unpleasant, it was him in some strong, odious, chemical form… Christ, she was swallowing it, whether she wanted to or not, she was swallowing it! She couldn’t do anything else, not with his stiff member in her mouth still. And he kept it there, holding it practically down her throat until she’d swallowed repeatedly, gulped again and again, until there was nothing left for her to take. Then he let her go.

She could feel his cum in her belly, taste it in her throat. Her body was occupied territory. It had betrayed her. Given into this man who had suddenly and decisively offered it pleasure. She had been fucked by him. She had swallowed for him. She had swallowed him.

It was then that they heard footsteps outside the door. Talia got to her feet fast, rearranging her clothes with haste. “I’ll see if she wants to see you,” she said. “And I’ll take care of her if you’ll…”

Her eyes meeting his completed the proposition.

***

Jason went in, closed the door behind him, and decided then and there that he wasn’t leaving without fucking Talia. It would be a beautiful climbing of the hierarchy, something to solidify his position at the top of HIVE. And like he figured, there was Talia, in bed, sobbing up a storm. She looked at him red-eyed, her muscles tensing in preparation for a fight. She could kill him as easily as kiss him, and that turned Jason on like nothing else.

“Are you here to kill me?” she asked.

“No,” Jason said. “I think we got some crossed wires here…”

“You betrayed me. Convinced me to set Manitou Dawn free. Then released that disgusting video instead… why? What more could I have given you? What more would you have than my very flesh?”

Your asshole, Jason thought peevishly, but didn’t say out loud. He might’ve been trained by the Batman, but thankfully it’d been other people who’d taught him how to read a room. “I did it for you, Talia. For us.”

“Us? Since when has there been an us?”

“Since always. Since I first laid eyes on you.” Jason sat on the bed, gratified that Talia didn’t pull away. Already she was far more receptive to him than Nyssa had been, and right now Nyssa had a bellyful of his cum. “We couldn’t hang onto Dawn. It was impressive, sure, but we were asking from attention from the League. It’s just like running a crime syndicate. The last thing you want to do is kill a cop, that just puts you on the radar. We were always going to have to let her go.”

“But we didn’t let her go, we tried to blackmail her, you said we could blackmail her—“

“I know, I know.” Jason reached out to stroke her hair. “It was worth a shot. If it’d worked, we would’ve had a mole in the JLA. It didn’t. So we take a page from the Joker’s book. Pretend we’re going to release a sex tape of her, than release a sex tape of ourselves. Totally punk rock. Classy and the last thing they’d be expecting. And she’ll still spend the rest of her life worrying we’ll release the real thing. We come out ahead on this one, Talia. Sure, it could’ve gone better, but this is what needed to happen. For the HIVE. For us.”

He kept going like that, overriding her protestations, assuring her, comforting her. He wasn’t sitting on that bed five minutes before Talia was in his lap, rubbing her face against his bulge, telling him to never leave her.

That was something Jason had learned about women. In a tight spot, they’d always fuck if it meant holding onto a guy. They could be the nuns everywhere else, but in the bedroom, they’d rather lose their virginity than lost a guy. And that was exactly what Jason had been counting on.

He unzipped his fly for her. He wanted to see, right now, exactly how far she would go, even with her tears of outrage still wet in her eyes. Jason waited with his cock out, and didn’t have to wait long. Talia took him by the hilt with one dainty hand, clasping the base of his shaft with her thumb and small fingers, then she went down preciously, putting her lips to his swollen red helmet.

“You know just the way to a man’s heart,” Jason exhaled.

They all did. Every woman in the world. Oh, they might pretend they don’t know what it’s about, but in Jason’s experience it took no time at all for them to figure it out. Talia licked at his cock, looking up at him tearfully every so often as if asking a question, but never stopping, no matter what answer she thought she got. She gulped it down beautifully, and of course Jason shoved himself solidly into her mouth. If she wanted to suck him, he was very willing to be sucked.

It was during the blowjob that Nyssa returned. She gasped when she saw what was happening, and Talia tensed to jump away from his cock like it was a snake. But Jason just laughed, pushing Talia back down with one hand while waving for Nyssa to enter with the other. “Take her clothes off,” he told her. “And your own while you’re at it. Eat her cunt if you feel like it. There’s no sense passing up a good fuck.” And Talia took his dick deeper than ever.

Just like her sister, you didn’t have to spend much time convincing Nyssa about sex, not if she thought she could get away with it. And even if she didn’t think she could get away with it, she’ll do whatever if she thinks she’ll enjoy it enough. So Nyssa went in right away, right there with her own sister, undressing Talia, slipping away her pretty dress and taking off her bra, her panties, her garter belt and stockings, everything, while Talia danced around letting Nyssa undress her while not taking her mouth off Jason’s cock for a second.

Then Nyssa stripped herself, like she had been wearing those clothes a couple centuries, and she spread Talia’s legs and went after that sisterly cunt, burying her face between Talia’s luscious thighs and eating pussy like nothing else had ever tasted so good.

Jason enjoyed himself plenty. The good vibrations Talia was giving his cock, the sight of her shaking all over from Nyssa going down on her. The taste of Nyssa when he decided to pitch in by eating her out in turn. They went around and around, all in one big chain on the bed, Jason tasting Nyssa and finding her actually a little sweeter than Talia. Who’da thought?

Nyssa locked her legs around his head and damned near popped it clean off, she squeezed so tight, humping and thrusting, enjoying every wild twist of his tongue inside her hot cunt. They all rode to hard climaxes. Thrashing left and right, sending themselves and each other into spasms that didn’t stop until the last taut nerve ending had been released. They spiraled in on each other, devouring and being devoured in wild glee, and finally unleashed everything that they’d been holding back, pounding themselves solidly into whatever hungry mouth was available, whether it be sister or lover.

When they stopped, they lay together without any semblance of order or arrangement, the pattern of their old pleasures impossible to discern. They were simply sprawled bodies fit onto the same rumpled sheets, panting hard from the savage fuck they had just shared. As their heartbeats returned to normal and their breathing grew easy, Nyssa pushed at Jason and he rolled over, his prick popping from Talia’s mouth with a wet pop.

“Talia tastes like you,” Nyssa said to Jason. “Like your cum.”

“Maybe her pussy,” Jason replied. “Not her ass or anything.”

He turned on his side and reached out to fondle Nyssa’s heaving breasts. He caught her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching them lightly, just the way Talia liked it. It ran in the family.

“Mmmm,” Nyssa moaned, returning Jason’s grin. “Wonder if I taste like Jason too…”

“I’m not eager to find out,” Jason said with a little groan. “Ask your sister.”

They grew silent again. Jason took one hand away from Nyssa, using it to stroke Talia’s tits, squeeze Talia’s nipples. She reached out and caressed his limp prick, expecting it to harden against her palm, but like any enemy, it could not stand against the combined might of the Al Ghul sisters.

Talia got on the intercom and talked things out with security, telling them that it had all been a misunderstanding, everything was just fine, and that they had nothing to worry about.

“Come back to bed,” Jason told her, and after a wondering look at him, she decided to be subservient to his wishes, as he’d known she would be. She hopped into bed with him, nudging sister Nyssa out of the way, and just like that, Jason was half-asleep with a naked sister on either side of him.

They still fought over him all through the night, trying to sort out just what the pecking order was

Before, they’d fought over little things—their father’s approval, world domination. It was all so abstract, so vague… a sibling rivalry with some high stakes. They were young, voluptuous women, with all the needs of women, and fulfilling those needs was much more immediate, more vibrant, than some high-minded ideal.

In the end, it fell to Jason to reach out and rest his left arm on Talia’s breast, pushing her flat onto her back. His right hand he placed on Nyssa’s thigh. He grinned broadly—their skin felt different, their warmth felt different, but still so similar. It was like fucking two women in one.

“Don’t fight, ladies. Red X has plenty of cock for both of you.”

After that, they both found themselves laughing happily, and a little relievedly. They snuggled closer to Jason on the bed, until there was barely any room left for him.