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In the dappled glow of the blue underwater light, Harley took a good, long look at Kon’s manhood. Her adoring face radiant with need.

His cock pulsed as if her hot gaze was stimulating it and his foot pawed at the ground as if he were about to launch into a run, lunge at Harley to get the satisfaction he needed from her.

Before he could, Harley promisingly ran her open hand down his sweat-soaked body. Stopping before she touched his erection. His balls were the size of apples—Harley knew he’d have more cum to give her than she got from all her bozos put together. She didn’t want to get her nice costume all stained with nasty teen hero cum. Anyway, it would be even naughtier if she were naked when she jacked him off.

Stepping back, Harley drew her bandeau top off her body. The tight garment pulled away one of her hair ties and half of her blonde hair cascaded out of its pigtail. Her firm breasts swayed as well, freed from their tight confinement. Her nipples stood out like little pink rockets ready to launch.

Kon pushed forward with his head, nuzzling his way between her breasts, sniffing softly as he inhaled the scent of her sweat and pheromones burning their way out of her lusting little body. His breath, hot and moist, billowed over her tender flesh. Harley trembled. There was a kind of feverish heat to him that she knew you didn’t get with any old clown. He was a wild thing.

“Nice Konnie,” Harley breathed, squirming against Kon’s face, stroking his hair from crown to neck.

Harley stepped back, signaling her acquiescence to Kon with a bright, sunny smile, and undid the waistband of her shorts while he waited impatiently, his nostrils flaring. Harley drew the zipper down and her shorts fell open, exposing the brown triangle of her pubic hair.

“Okay, so I ain’t a natural blonde,” Harley admitted. “You won’t be able to tell any after ya hose me down like ya did to that little ninja that sucky-sucky’d you long time!”

Kon’s chest heaved with a muscular power he seemed barely in control of. He was impatient to have Harley, as he’d had Lady Dragon, and yet his instincts told him that Harley was submitting to him as was proper. That soon, she would fulfill her own part of the mating dance.

Until then, he could let do her silly female rituals. He liked seeing the flesh she bared to him even more than the red and black two-piece she’d been wearing.

Twirling her hips in dancing little motions, Harley slowly tugged her tight-fitting pants down. She stepped out of him and as she lifted her knee, Kon saw her juicy cunt. He huffed, the sweet fragrance of her ready pussy making its way to his nostrils. She was blossoming for him like a pretty pink flower, her openness wearing wet arousal glossy as dew.

Harley stood with her legs akimbo, her hands on her hips, and her belly dancing inward and outward with her rushed breaths. Her clit stood out from the petals, taut and tingling.

Her eyes crossed. “Woof! Feels like I took a little something, smellin’ the musk on that big dick… mmmmm… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad having that thing inside me… kinda like ramming my trusty baseball bat up where the sun don’t shine… and I’ve always wanted to try that. But I didn’t sleep my way all through medical school… I was awake enough to know what a Howitzer like that can do to a petite girl like me… oohhh… maybe Red could fix me up after… she always likes playing doctor with me… tell ya what, handsome, why don’t you decide? Not like I have much of a choice when a big boy like you wants to roughhouse… just don’t put it in my ass. I don’t know how Robin does it, but I ain’t him!”

Kon stepped forward, all of his muscular body quivering. He lowered his head and with his next sniff, his exhale blew against her pubic thatch. Harley lifted up onto her tiptoes.

“Oooh! That’s crisp, Konnie! Aww, you don’t wanna ruin my puss-puss, do ya? Nah, ya got that Supes DNA in ya, making ya a good boy even to a bad girl. Well, I ain’t no Lois Lane… not gonna get with some dweebo reporter when I can have a Superstud going up, up, and all the way to my womb! Time for yous to get pied in the face!”

Harley jumped up, acrobatically seating herself on Kon’s broad shoulders, her legs wrapping around his head and her hands grasping his shaggy mane like a pair of reins. She shoved her cunt right against his face.

“Eat up, Konnie! Seeing that superdick of yours has me so hot that I’m about to seltzer in your face! Just give me a taste, c’mon, even the Bat wants a taste deep down…”

Kon sniffed and snorted. He could smell Harley’s arousal deep up into her cunt and it drove him wild. His long, nimble tongue pushed out and met her creamy sex. He lapped at the succulent wetness, only leaving it alone to drag his tongue over his clit. Further arousal poured down the insides of Harley’s thighs…

She moaned, whipping her ass up and down to get herself deeper into the pleasure Kon offered her. Her pelvis jerked as Kong’s long, wet tongue fucked deep into her womanhood. Harley felt the sharpness of his teeth on her inner thighs and the gateway of her cunt, but she didn’t mind the little welts those razor-sharp points left. The pain made her imagine how it would hurt when that rock-hard endowment stretched her big enough to be his woman.

She longed to get her hands on that cock; yearned to work out as much cum as those bloated balls would give her. But Harley couldn’t bring herself to take her steaming pussy off where Kon’s tongue impaled it. Her pussy seemed to be pulled to his mouth with how she constantly rutted against that never-ending pleasure.

She held his hair in both fists and tried to move his head closer to her, though all she accomplished was jerking her sex against his face and stroking tongue. One leg kicked and then the other, shifting her weight. Kon had gone wild for her taste, his tongue crazily lapping inside her. It came back into his mouth dripping with her nectar and lanced back out again. Her cream drenched his mouth and dripped from his chin.

“Oh yeah—it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet, Konnie!” Harley rasped, unable to believe how good it felt to have his tongue stabbing into her, licking around inside her throbbing pussy.

She leaned back, clinging to Kon’s hair for support while her back arched and held up her pussy. Kon’s tongue ducked low, running between the crack of her ass, then into her widespread labia, across her clit, and even into her wicket of pubic hair, tasting all the way to the sweat on her slender belly. Harley’s hips bobbed and weaved; she gurgled with the same joy they were moving with.

“Lap up how wet you made me!” she keened. “Fuck that tongue into me like ya don’t have that big dick to use instead…”

Kon ravenously continued to tongue her creamy sex, snorting out hot exhales to steam against her clit. Inside, surrounding by her rippling walls, his tongue shook like a tuning fork. Tasting all of her seeping folds seemingly at once.

Harley’s arousal poured out of her in creamy ribbons, most of it finding its way into Kon’s mouth to soak into his glorying tastebuds or warmly slip down his gulping throat. Her cuntlips were as open as butterfly wings, kissing his lips.

Holding his hair, his ears, anything she could grasp onto, Harley lithely rode his head. Her trim thighs twitching with muscle as they tried to hold on even tighter. The idea of breaking contact with his questing tongue was unthinkable.

Then Harley jerked faster, as if she were riding a horse that had broken into a gallop. A wave was building inside her, rippling and cresting in her belly, and she could only let it mount to its pinnacle. Jerking against Kon, feeding herself to him, she whimpered and moaned as he kept up the depraved thrill with no concern at all for whether her fraught mind could take everything it was feeling.

As he had with Lady Dragon, Kon pumped his hips. Shoving his cock back and forth like he had a cunt to break in with it. His erection was so long that it reached up to his belly button as he heaved in aggravatingly frictionless coitus. His glans flowed with a slippery river of precum, soaking the full length of his endowment. Hot, thick ejaculate dripped onto the fallen Lady Dragon and she moaned in her sleep, more eager than ever to get that precious seed from him.

But it was not hers to get.