My Kingdom For A Horse Cock 6 (Patreon)

They knew they weren’t supposed to see this. Not Diana, naked, with a swollen, burning male member on display. But still they watched, mouths agape, both wishing they were a part of the spectacle they were currently watching.

Vicki seemed just as enthralled as them with Diana’s thick prick. To her it was a delicious, meaty dick belonging to her and her alone. Like Diana, she had no idea there was anyone invading her privacy, much less two sets of eyes.

She seemed unable to contain herself, freed, unleashed by Diana’s dominance and the offer of the masterful fuck-tool Diana sported. She leaned forward, her mouth opening wide, and very slowly took in the enormous length of hard, solid cock.

Vicki moaned as it went into her mouth. It was juicy, exquisite. She pushed herself down on the shaft until it had filled her mouth. She gagged, trying to take even more in, Diana grinning benevolently down at her efforts.

“GHK! GHK! GHK! GHK!”

Vicki forced herself lower, making herself sputter in an attempt to throat the mammoth cock, and Diana just put her hands on her hips and let her. Despite the impossibility of the task, Vicki actually managed to take the slightest fraction more than she already her. The bulk of Diana’s huge erection pushed her tongue down as its engorged head pressed into her throat.

Vicki felt its girth on the roof of her mouth, crammed against her teeth. It made her whole mouth throb with the pounding arousal of Diana’s shaft. Silky smooth all over, the phallus still felt hard as a gold brick. Vicki couldn’t believe how she was choking herself in an attempt to swallow the damn thing, but her urges couldn’t be denied. She was desperate to please Diana; getting off on her submission to the Amazon. The more she gagged herself on that cock, the more her pussy hummed…

Now she ran her tongue up and down the underside of Diana’s heavy prick, though she could only move it so much. The seething throbbing of the thing pinned Vicki’s tongue down as often as it was allowed to move. But she kept trying, kept thrilling to the feel of that endowment on her tongue.

It actually satisfied her to know she was completely filled up, stuffed, crammed full. The cock was such a totality in her senses that it felt like all of her was wrapped around it, not just her mouth.

All cocks tasted good to Vicki—she didn’t mouth-fuck men who had inadequate-tasting dicks—but this one was the best she’d ever tasted. Vicki didn’t credit that to Diana, though. This just happened to be the cock she was eating at the present and that was the cock that always tasted best to her.

She was in rapture with the sensations it produced, being in her mouth. In fact, she thought she might feel as blissful squeezing her circling lips on the rigid shaft as Diana did, feeling the pressure of Vicki’s mouth all around the phallus.

Vicki couldn’t say it bothered her that Diana had a cock. Living in Gotham, she was well aware of the strange transformations people could go through. What she was more concerned with was that it was such a thick, perfect, arrow-straight cock—she just couldn’t give a damn who exactly had a cock like that. Not so long as it was hers: her toy, her feast, her pleasure.

She thrilled to the feeling of her lips sliding down the fat shaft to its base, where she got so close that she imagined the W-shaped pubic hair was tickling her nostrils. And then she enjoyed the slide backward, her head rising up off it until her lips were on the burgeoning knob, tongue rubbing at the corona between the glans and the shaft. Diana’s breathing quickened when she did that.

Vicki loved to close her lips just underneath the spade-shaped helmet, making Diana quiver almost without control. She also loved the precum that spilled out of Diana’s glanshole, whether it came quickly or slowly. She could make Diana juice enough to fill her mouth or slow it down to a few agonizingly spaced out drops.

But her own need always outweighed Diana’s. She couldn’t go long enough without sucking on that cock to see if Diana would ever reach the point of no return, grab her head, and start face-fucking her.

So Vicki corked and uncorked her mouth with that massive endowment, her head bobbing up and down, filling her mouth and testing her throat with it. If she managed to suffocate herself on it, Vicki would have no complaints. You had to die of something. She couldn’t think of a better way to go than being stuffed with such an awe-inspiring cock.

She’d tried to be a strong independent woman in front of Wonder Woman, but there was no denying it, no stopping herself. She’d came to Bruce’s for a fuck, for cock, and she was overjoyed to get it. Who cared if that made her a slut? Any woman would love to be a slut to a cock like this one…

Diana’s prick was truly quaking now, jarring Vicki’s teeth. If it stayed lodged in her mouth, it would go off, and she didn’t want that—not yet. With one last strong suck, she opened her mouth and pulled herself off of that thick, tasty member.

She’d spent enough time wearing out her lips. It was time for Diana to perform with that hard-on she’d polished to perfection. And she knew Diana would. The last thing Wonder Woman would do was leave one of her sisters hanging.

She lay back on the floor, Diana towering over her, not only statuesquely tall, but thick with firmly bunched muscle. But Vicki wasn’t afraid. Even standing there in the throes of passionate arousal, Diana held a kind of grace inside her. Vicki knew she could be crushed beneath all that muscle and Diana would make it feel like she was lying on a feather bed.

She opened her thighs, letting Diana see the moist, desirous ripeness between her legs. She’d been seeping with lust since Diana’s cock first entered her mouth; it ran in a straight line down from her labia to her inner thighs and onto the floor.

Diana knelt between her open legs, cock in hand, aiming it at Vicki’s womanhood. With a single hard pump, she’d entered Vicki. Vicki cried out, but there was no pain, only joyous surprise. Diana had given her just enough, not straining the tightness of her pussy, but not making her go without either.

And now Diana took her reward, savoring how the tightness of Vicki’s cunt fought her thickness. She shuddered ecstatically with Vicki trembling in the same sensation. The blonde felt how ready she’d been, how deep Diana had gone into her, how every fold it touched inside her was tender and sensitive to being invaded.

Then Diana began a pitched rhythm of stroking and retreating, leaving Vicki’s hips swaying with her steady assault, like they were keeping the beat of a song Diana was playing. Vicki quickly adjusted to the needs of Diana’s throbbing lust. Every thrust inside her was sheer ecstasy, every withdrawal sweet agony.

Vicki’s eyes crossed. She knew she could only take so much, knew she needed Diana to piston into her again and again, knew Diana had to pull out to keep giving her the fucking she was getting, but she still felt like a wild animal scratching at the bars of its cage.

Her hips responded slavishly to the rhythm Diana set, rising to meet Diana’s downward strokes, being battered down to the hardwood, then holding herself painstakingly still while Diana lifted her cock out of Vicki’s slit.

Vicki couldn’t at all reproach herself for giving in the way she had. She was actually proud, happy and proud that she’d submitted to Diana and gotten the fuck of a lifetime out of it. She was happier still, prouder still, that Diana was enjoying her body. When Diana finished, Vicki knew she’d go the rest of her life with the knowledge that she’d satisfied Wonder Woman.

The scene was equally enjoyable to Harley and Selina while they watched. Each girl felt her own tender sex beginning to seep with arousal, seeing how Diana’s thick cock hammered down into Vicki, sinking more and more of its length into her ready cunt.

Up and down, up and down, Diana’s hips crashed down on Vicki’s lap, her stolid prick slamming into her cunt, bringing up the heat in both their bodies. Vicki sensed the voluptuous tension coiling in Diana’s hip muscles, her thigh muscles, so powerfully that it seemed to fill the air, a physical thing blanketing Vicki’s body. It made all her sexual pleasure stronger, better.

And as their bodies hammered together, Diana managed to bring her perfect face to Vicki’s. Their lips came together in a long, passionate kiss, heedless of how Vicki’s mouth still tasted of cock. Her tongue lashed Vicki’s, licked her lips, seemed determined to experience every part of her mouth that Diana’s erection had previously used.

Vicki rolled her hips gently, tightening her inner muscles and tugging on Diana’s cock as it kept being fed into her sex. Already, her folds felt taut, straining to lock in such a massive intrusion, but Vicki forced herself to clench anyway. The walls of her snatch gripped Diana’s prick with soft, shuddering force while their flesh rubbed together. Diana was controlling herself, but Vicki could tell it was an effort, their breasts skimming together with rushes of pleasure that came as sweet surprises on top of the ecstasy they were already feeling between their legs.

Diana couldn’t attend to Vicki’s enjoyment now. It was all she could do to control her own strength. Her focus was stolen, with each passing moment, by the multitude of rapturous feelings flooding her body.

Her plowing cock felt the convulsions of Vicki’s crushing sex, the caress of Vicki’s cuntlips as they slid over her lengths. Her groin met the jungle of Vicki’s pubic thatch again and again, the wiry hair teasing and tantalizing on her creamy skin. Her cock felt separated from the rest of her body as it kept going deeper and deeper into Vicki’s tight, wet morass, twitching, shuddering, wanting as much of Vicki’s body around it as impossible.

And Vicki felt that intruding hardness push into her tender folds over and over again, slurping inward, then practically popping back out of her. Diana put all her weight on one hand, reaching down with the other to rub at Vicki’s begging clit. The blonde exploded then and there, her orgasm an answer to the lust she’d come for Bruce to solve—a good, strong, overpowering release.