My Kingdom For A Horse Cock 2 (Patreon)

Kory planted her mouth on Karen’s tiny asshole—a hard, sucking kiss that forced apart the sphincter guarding Karen’s inner passage and demanded her tongue be allowed inside. Kory expressing the wild passion that was always so close to the surface in her. Her breasts were swollen, flaming with each jiggle of her undulating body, while her cunt quivered, its juices gathering on her inner thighs. She went at Karen’s asshole with all the lust she had in her.

“Oh God! Kory! You’re fucking me with your tongue! Yes, keep going, please!” Karen’s hair fell into her eyes as she looked between her legs, seeing Kory’s breasts hanging under her bowed body. They jostled about with all their luscious heft as Kory smashed her face into Karen’s ass.

Only reluctantly did Kory pull back, not willing to waste Karen’s prodigious orgasm by making her come like that. “Your asshole is very sensitive,” she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

Karen nodded.

“You like having it fucked?” Kory cooed, batting her eyelashes.

Karen had to gasp for breath before she answered. “Sometimes guys put their fingers in my ass when we’re fucking. I come so hard…”

Kory smiled. “Bend over. I’m going to show you what they’re trying to do.”

Karen really couldn’t believe it. She turned her head to see if Kory was kidding.

“Trust me,” Kory said softly, purring like a kitten at the arousing thought—arousing for both of them.

“Great Caesar’s Ghost,” Karen muttered, at a complete loss with the entire situation. It felt more like a dream than reality. It couldn’t be actually happening…

“Bend for me, Karen,” Kory said, and Power Girl obeyed.

Karen bent at the waist, shoving her thick ass out like a succulent piece of meat she was serving. Kory cleared her throat and Karen reached back to hold her buttocks apart. She still couldn’t believe she was doing this, that Kory was doing it, that this was all Diana’s idea. But it felt mildly more normal than playing with her magic cock, so it still counted as a respite from that whole odd episode.

She felt Kory’s tongue running up the cleft of her ass, getting her anus nice and wet with saliva. Then Kory’s finger touched her there; Karen held her breath. Her prick trembled at stiff attention, her balls growing tight. She looked to the left, into the mirror, and saw Kory’s extended finger pointed directly between her asscheeks. She watched the finger slowly move into her ass—force open her anal cavity and then it was sliding into her anus, slowly, easily, beautifully. Karen took a deep breath, moaning when the slender finger was completely pushed beyond her sphincter.

“I can’t stand it! Can’t stand it!”

“Does it hurt?” Kory asked solicitously.

“No, I love it! Don’t stop—fuck me there—fuck me with your finger!” Karen said, flexing her anal muscles around Kory’s intruding finger.

Kory began to pull her finger out, then bury it back inside. With her other hand, she reached between Karen’s thighs to her balls, fondling them in a symphony of gasping pressure. She would tighten her grip as her finger sodomized Karen, then release it while the finger withdrew.

“Nice big balls,” she whispered—it was obvious that her all-green eyes were locked on the sight of her finger roving through Karen’s hot, tight asshole. “Not as big as Diana’s, but I’m sure they have plenty of cum. Not that I want to find out yet… no… I want to take that cum myself…”

She kept her fingers working and squeezing until Karen’s cock was vibrating, on the verge of shooting. Then she stopped, leaving her finger buried in Karen’s ass.

Karen stood up straight, clenching Kory’s finger inside her tight buttocks. She looked down at her erect cock, the tip dripping with precum, and had to squeeze her fingernails into the heels of her hands to stop from rubbing it. She was on the edge of climax and had to resist letting go.

“Turn around, darling, I’d like that sweet cock as much as you want me to have it,” Kory cooed, spinning Karen around with her free hand. Karen lifted the necessary leg to sweep over Kory’s head so she didn’t disturb the finger in her ass—between their strength and ability to fly, it was no real problem.

Finally, Karen faced Kory, the redhead’s hand between her legs, finger still locked deep in her ass. With her free hand, Kory grabbed Karen’s prick in the middle and aimed the swollen head at her lips.

“Jesus, Kory, are you going to—“ Karen mewled, unable even to say it, paralyzed rigid by the sight of Kory’s lovely face only inches from her engorged member. She had to redouble her efforts not to come at the thought of Kory taking that dick into her mouth.

“Hope your cream tastes good, Karen. There’s certainly plenty of it!” With a fast flick of her tongue, Kory licked Karen from the underside of her cockhead to the tip of her glans, tasting precum like it had filled her mouth.

She held her mouth about an inch from Karen’s knob, Karen shaking with her need for Kory to take it, suck it, throat it. But Kory was waiting for the huge spill she knew was coming. Karen’s balls were tightly throbbing and her bellend looked like it was about to explode.

“Kory, please, make me come!” Karen pleaded desperately; she couldn’t take any more of this.

“I already have,” Kory said gently.

“Oh God, God, I can’t hold it!”

“Give it to me, Karen. I’ll take it all,” Kory cooed before opening her mouth, not filling it with Karen’s trembling cockhead, but only providing a target—one Karen couldn’t resist.

“ARRRGGHH HOLY SHIT!” Karen yelled, eyes shutting, head jerking back.

Kory saw her glanshole part and a huge burst of white fire sprayed out, lashing Kory’s forehead. She quickly closed her eyes and held still as more cum shot out, covering her eyelids and cheeks and finally launching into her mouth.

Kory couldn’t hold her lips open when such a delicious flavor hit her tongue. She closed her mouth to swallow and more cum landed on her shut lips. She quickly opened them again and took Karen’s dick into her mouth, sucking on it as hard as she could.

The cum kept flowing, Karen swallowing as much as she could. Kory wiggled the finger she had fucking Karen’s ass, electrifying a body already locked up in orgasm.

“HOLY FUCKING RAO!” Karen cried, forcing her chin to tilt down, looking at her cock buried in Kory’s gorgeous face, feeling her balls clench as they fed jizz down Kory’s throat.

Kory’s face was coated with the white goo as well, eyes glued shut with it, dribbles running down her neck to taint her majestic collar. Even more hung in her hair. She’d been bathed in Karen’s pent-up cum.

“Shit, Kory, Kory,” Karen murmured, feeling her suck on the softening erection. She’d just had the best orgasm ever and now felt as if the sky had fallen. She wanted to collapse on the floor, sleep for a million years, do it all over again. It was too amazing for words but she still couldn’t believe it. Not only did she have a cock, but it had been sucked off by one of the most beautiful women in the world, all with a finger up Karen’s ass.

And it was still there. Kory only now slid it out, slowly, carefully—then she was patting Karen’s ass while the half-hard cock fell from Kory’s mouth. Karen looked down at her, face covered in cum. Kory smiled up at her.

“I’ll… I’ll get you a towel,” Karen stammered.

“No need,” Kory said, picking up the bath towel Karen had taken off—it seemed like a million years ago—and scrubbing herself off with it. Then she held the stained towel up to her face, to her nose, and breathed in its essence like an addict getting a fix. When she finally exhaled, she looked at Karen with glowing eyes. Her voice was husky: “I want more.”

And yet, despite her feeling the same desperate lust that Karen was feeling, she rose up slowly to her feet, took Karen’s head gently in her hands, and kissed her. It was soft and tender, lips nestled against lips. After they parted, their eyes warmed each other.

“I want you,” Karen said and felt the aroused shudder that ran through Kory’s luscious body.

A flash of lust flickered in Kory’s jade green eyes. She smiled, both kindly and coyly, and kissed Karen again. There was nothing gentle this time. She was a woman and she was making Karen feel like a woman too.

Her arms encircled Karen, drawing their two voluptuous bodies together. Her mouth opened tantalizingly over Karen’s lips, then flicked her tongue into Karen’s mouth to swirl and tease her own. From there, it was all nature—Karen feeling natural for the first time since she’d gotten the curse.

Kory’s hands came alive, fondling and caressing and touching and feeling, and Karen’s hands did the same, taking off the lingerie-like costume that supposedly preserved Kory’s modesty. Within moments, all she still wore was her neckpiece and her armbands. Everything else littered the floor; even the kicky boots that so accentuated Kory’s preternaturally long legs. As it turned out, she scarcely needed them.

Karen didn’t have the patience to go all the way to the light switch: she floated up and unscrewed the lightbulb. When she came back down, it was to lie on the bed with Kory, their naked flesh glowing gold and bronze in the light streaming through the one-way window.

They could not have been more engrossed in each other. They didn’t notice Diana enter the room until she had undressed, lubricated her own prodigious member, and finally cleared her throat to get their attention.

“I hope three isn’t a crowd,” she said to them once their green and blue eyes were fixed on her.