Continuing the theme of trying something new, this is a completely different idea and approach to that of 'Vegas', but one that has fascinated me for some time. And in writing this, I have taken on board feedback on my first posting, which suggested a tinge of disappointment with the balance between poker and erotica... there is none of the former and the focus in this storyline is most definitely the latter.

And as always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, this story would not have been told.

This is the Final Chapter

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DAY EIGHT: REVENGE IS COMPLETE - ALMOST

The crime fighters were all asleep after their sexual teasing at the hands of Raven and her team. Asleep, and highly sexed. Raven had each of them bathed whilst in their drugged state and returned them to their sleeping quarters, albeit different bedrooms this time. Each of the four bedrooms contained king sized beds. They also contained video cameras so that every move could be recorded. Giant screens adorned each wall opposite the bed - they would serve a useful purpose.

Amazonian Woman was taken to the room that was already occupied by Myra Jean. The two of them were laid side by side in the large bed and allowed to wake naturally. A similar process was followed in each of the other three bedrooms. BlackCat Girl was placed beside Holly, Feline Woman next to Phenomenon, and StunMan with Louisa Layne.

Whilst Venus Flytrap was already on board Raven's private jet travelling towards her island destination, Raven and her small team gathered in their main lounge and switched on each of their four screens. They opened another celebratory bottle of champagne, activated the video cameras and sat back to wait.



It was Myra Jean who awoke first. As she saw the young woman beginning to stir, Raven pressed a button and lit up the screen in the bedroom. She piped in the recording of Nancy's seductive dance at the club and the gentle but sensual seduction of the beautiful wife of StunMan that followed. Myra sat up on the bed, easing herself up onto her elbows as her drugged eyes took in the scene on the big screen opposite the bed.

She originally thought it was some kind of a blue movie, but as her clarity of mind began to slowly return, she realised with horror exactly what the unfolding scene was.

She watched the display, spellbound at the sight of Nancy slowly dancing towards her and her on-screen eyes widening as she saw Huntergirl unzip her dress, slip her fingers inside the material and unhook her brassiere.

It seemed so surreal, and she felt the burning in her body intensify as the action on the large screen unfolded. Huntergirl had now exposed her breasts and Nancy was kneeling between her legs, pressing her still incredible looking body against her own. She watched as the dancer writhed against her, and then saw Huntergirl turn her face towards Nancy, who wasted no time in kissing her.

Despite herself, Myra Jean adjusted her position on the bed and dropped a hand between her legs, immediately finding and stroking her aroused clitoris. She let out a long groan as she pleasured herself, her eyes closing for a moment but then returning to the action on the giant screen.

Her good friend Huntergirl was now behind her and fondling her soft breasts and she watched as her own body shuddered on the screen as her face contorted as she had actually cum! As she lay on the bed, the action encouraged her busy fingers to work faster on her now swollen little bud. She watched Nancy push Huntergirl's hands away and slide her mouth to her breasts, seemingly biting, licking and sucking until the Myra Jean had orgasmed a second time.

Her mouth was dry as her fingers did their work, taking her to another orgasm in that large bed as she watched, transfixed, as Nancy pulled off her remaining clothing and lowered that sweet mouth to her sex. She watched herself jerk against the woman as it seemed as if a third sweet on-screen orgasm had overtaken her, and that was sufficient for her to reach her climax right there and then on the bed.

"That was impressive..."

Myra Jean swung her head around in shock. Such had been her concentration on the big screen, she had no idea anyone else was in the room with her, let alone lying next to her on the bed. She gasped aloud. It was Amazonian Woman, as naked as she was. Her eyes took in the full curves of the sensational looking Superheroine, flicking across the beautiful face, her full, rounded breasts, the sweeping curves of her hips, before coming to rest on the thick, black, pubic hair between her spread thighs.

The Amazonian spread her thighs further under Myra Jean's gaze, her alert blue-black eyes hooded in anticipation. She gently patted the bed between her legs and laid her head back on the soft pillow.

Myra Jean was drawn like a rabbit in headlights and felt herself follow the unspoken command, easing her head between the legs just as Nancy had done with her.

"Take your time," murmured the powerful Amazonian.

As she did, she looked over at the screen on the far wall and watched through narrowing eyes. Huntergirl's tongue was playing along Myra Jean's neck and her hands were fondling those delicious looking milky, white breasts. And all the time, StunMan's blonde wife was deliriously and repeatedly humping herself against the woman between her legs.

On the bed, Myra Jean found that the burning in her body had returned despite her orgasm and she did as she was bid, crawling between the voluptuous thighs and for the first time in her life, she lowered her head between a woman's legs, her eager tongue licking at each of her labia in turn, coaxing them to life.

"Suck them..." came the command.

StunMan's blonde wife turned her head slightly and delicately drew a fleshy lip into her mouth before teasing it with her tongue, exactly the way Nancy had teased her. She heard the powerful Amazonian moan with pleasure and shift slightly on the bed, her hand encouragingly running through Myra Jean's blonde locks.

"Mmmm, don't stop," purred the Superheroine.

This was not Venus Flytrap, but Myra Jean's mouth felt like it was a very good alternative.

Myra Jean's heart was bursting through her chest at the realisation that she was pleasuring this curvaceous Superheroine and such was her own lust that she so badly wanted to make the writhing woman cum, just like Huntergirl and Nancy had done with her.


Flattened her tongue, she soon found a rhythm and undulated her head so that her nose ran through the thickness of the Amazonian's black pubic hair with each stroke, hearing the moans above her increase with every lap of her tongue. Her lips took over, pulling the shining clitoris from its hood and sucking it inside her mouth, teasing it between her teeth before sliding her mouth up and down as if she was giving fellatio to her husband.

"Oh fuck," she heard the Amazonian cry.

The thought that she, Myra Jean, was the cause of so much pleasure in this undulating crime fighter sent spasms of pleasure throughout her own body and with the images from the large screen still fresh in her mind, she began to increase her ministrations, flicking her tongue rapidly against the shining bud and then circling slowly around the retracted hood.

It was too much for the Amazonian who scissored her legs behind Myra Jean's bobbing head, keeping the blonde firmly pressed to her clitoris as her orgasm overtook her. Within seconds, her body was violently shuddering and trembling against the young woman's still licking tongue.



StunMan's body was alive. Alive with arousal. Alive with lust. He lay on the large four poster bed and knew something was wrong, badly wrong. He did not recognise the room, but he did recognise the naked woman lying next to him. It was Louisa Layne, Wonderman's girlfriend. His mind attempted to understand exactly what was happening, tried to rationalise what he was doing here.

But he could not. His drugged mind refused to allow any sort of rationalisation and all he knew was that something was wrong. He should not be lying here, naked, with Wonderman's girlfriend. He should be here with Myra Jean his wife. Where was she? He looked across at Louisa and for a few, long seconds he was unable to take his eyes away. God, she had an amazingly curvaceous body. He loved her honey-tanned colour, quite a contrast to Myra Jean's milky, white figure.

His eyes ran over her firm breasts, gently moving with her soft breathing, her short, black hair framing a quite peaceful, beautiful face. He had not realised just how beautiful Wonderman's girlfriend actually was. Nor what an amazing body she had. His eyes returned to her breasts, with her soft nipples set high on the curve of each orb. He experienced a wave of longing, wanting to bend across and take each of those two soft tips into his mouth and bring them to hardness.

Somehow he managed to hold himself in check, just a nanosecond away from carrying out what his body urged him to do. He felt a large knot develop in his throat and he tried to drag his eyes away, but instead found them wandering down to her deliciously flat stomach, the amazingly sexy, diamond stud adorning her belly button. And then there was the incredibly arousing sight of the neatly trimmed bush of black pubic hair that crowned her thighs....

He allowed himself a long sigh, dragging his eyes back up again to the beautiful, sleeping face. He looked down at his own body, his rapidly hardening, almost obscenely long penis which was growing to its maximum length before his eyes. He gulped again. His body was burning with desire. In an instant, his mind recalled his sex with Raven and he knew that he badly needed to fuck again. Where was Myra Jean?

With a strength of mind that had always served him so well, he repeated to himself through closed eyes that it would be his beautiful, faithful wife he would soon be making love too. Until then, he would resist any temptation placed in his way. Raven had tricked him. He would not allow himself to be tricked again. Myra Jean deserved so much more than that.

No sooner had he made his commitment to himself than a giant screen, that had gone unnoticed on the far wall , flickered into life. His eyes were drawn to the erotic scene unfolding. There were three women, one dancing sensually in front of the other two. It took but a moment to realise that Myra Jean was one of the two seated women. The other resembled Huntergirl but his eyes were focused only on his blonde wife

He was transfixed as she appeared to allow the dancer to spread her legs and lower her head, the sound from the screen vivid as she was taken to one orgasm after another. He shook his head. This was wrong. This was not his Myra Jean. She must have been drugged, whatever it was that was causing the burning sensation in his own body right now must have been running through hers.

He comforted himself with the thought that she was the passive receiver of their lustful attentions, attempting to rationalise what was happening and drill into himself that she had no choice. It was then that the scene changed and this time his wife was lying on a bed similar to his own, with... yes, that was right, with Amazonian Woman. His mouth was dry as he watched the action unfold, unaware that it had taken place less than half an hour ago in an adjoining room.

This time there was nothing passive about his wife. She was crawling between Amazonian Woman's long, powerful legs, erotically lowering her head between the Superheroine's welcoming thighs and from the reaction of the Amazonian, was using her mouth to very good effect. And this time there was no coercion, she was pleasuring this woman of her own volition.

He felt his penis aching with lust and he turned again to Wonderman's girlfriend lying beside him on the bed. This time, there was no way he could prevent himself from following his urges and he leant across and lowered his head to her gleaming, breasts, running his mouth over the velvet skin. He sucked first one hard, expectant nipple into his mouth whilst his fingers ran across her firm left orb and squeezed around her nipple.

His long tongue snaked out and flicked each nipple in turn, then stroked across the full curve of each globe, the pliant flesh yielding beneath it until he returned to her dark points, each nipple beginning to swell in his mouth. He took his time, watching the sleeping face for any signs of her eyes beginning to open, but instead he was rewarded by soft groans from her now open mouth, even in sleep sensually licking her full lips in arousal.

As he lavished attention to her breasts, his hand gently ran down to the inside of her tanned thigh, stroking her soft skin until his fingers reached her rounded pubis. He stroked gently until she willingly opened her legs. He heard her groan more loudly as his eager fingers sought out her clitoris, his gentle fingertips softly stroking the little nubbin.

Despite her sleepened state, he felt Louisa begin to rotate her hips against his fingers. She was involuntarily moving her legs even wider to allow him better access to continue with his pleasuring. He felt her body jerking with the sensations he was creating as his fingertip slid easily back and forward, now inside her. He expertly masturbated her in a way his wife loved, but knowing that for some reason it was important for him to use his lovingly learned technique to bring this sleeping woman, Wonderman's girlfriend, to orgasm.

Her arousal was clearly increasing and now she was squirming her bottom against the cream, silk sheets on the bed, his fingers attending ceaselessly to her growing needs. He heard her now constant moans and they only served to arouse and encourage him further. Her breathing was now ragged such was the sensations running through her superb body.

As her orgasm approached she bucked against his hand and his mouth left her breasts so that he could watch her face at the moment of fulfilment. And then it happened. She clamped her thighs together, trapping his fingers inside her and squeezing her muscles to hold the invaders in place. He felt her legs start to tremble and began to frantically rotate his trapped fingers. Her whole body was trembling, and then she exploded on his fingers, emitting a loud, deep, wild moan as she came.



Feline Woman and Phenomenon reached consciousness at around the same time. Neither quite appreciated where they were, their befuddled minds still partly in the same place as they had been before their final, drugged, drinks had taken them back into their aroused unconscious sleep.

"Need to fuck," Phenomenon gasped.

His fuzzy mind was returning to Huntergirl's teasing words just before he passed out again.

"Please... I need to fuck."

He reached out for the woman on the bed beside him, his drugged eyes not yet taking in that this was Feline Woman and not Huntergirl.

"Please," he implored, pushing Feline Woman back against the soft, black, satin sheets. "I need to fuck."

The words sent shivers of delight through the Superheroine. Her mind was back with Lucas, recalling the way she had thrown herself down on the bed, legs open as she had pulled him down and onto her. Her fevered arousal remained as great, as urgent, and she complied willingly. Her wild hips began to move against him as 'Lucas' urgently pushed her thighs apart and began to move into position.

But as her legs willingly widened, revealing the delectable, narrow strip of dark black curls, his mind recalled the way that Huntergirl had used him. And instead of attempting to enter her it was his face he lowered to her thighs, not his thick, aroused penis.

As he settled himself between her aroused thighs, his lips and flicking tongue arrowed straight to her half exposed clitoris. Despite her initial disappointment that it was his tongue rather than his penis that had found her, she moaned and writhed against his face, feeling the tingling heat rippling through her body.

"That feels good," she encouraged, undulating her hips, wanting and needing to cum.

She gasped as he eased two fingers inside her soft folds, and began to finger-fuck her. Her breathing had quickened in time with her frantic movements, her hips rotating back and forth in rhythm with his probing fingers and searching tongue. Phenomenon responded with the same urgency, his mouth working as furiously as his fingers, whilst his other hand reached up to her aching nipple, caressing it as she writhed beneath him.

Feline Woman pulled his head tighter against her sex and desperately ground herself against his mouth as she searched for the release she urgently needed. He increased the pace of his combined movements of hands, lips, mouth and tongue and was rewarded when he felt her body stiffen.

A few second later, she cried out as powerful tingling jolts rippled through her aroused body as her orgasm overtook her. Phenomenon held on to her undulating hips as she erupted in wild spasms, continuing to lick her with his tongue and fuck her with his fingers until her heaving body relaxed, her soft mouth emitting an audible sigh of relief.

Only then did he ease himself upwards and as she opened her legs again, her hands grasped his taut buttocks. She arched her hips, awaiting the penetration they both urgently required.

He guided himself to her vulva, momentarily rubbing the bulbous head adorning his erect shaft against her soft skin. It sent an electric bolt through her as brushed against the sensitive clitoris. She gasped and twitched at the sensation, her fingernails leaving pointed indentations as they dug into his hard buttocks and pulled him into her.

She adjusted her body to guide the rounded head inside her waiting opening, feeling him push inside and thrust all the way, her soft, velvet walls now circling the entirety of his pulsating hardness. Immediately, she frantically began to move her hips in sweeping circular motions, hearing his welcoming groans in response.

Phenomenon was groaning in pleasure as her tight sex throbbed around his penis, he needed this so very badly. Huntergirl had teased him for too long. For Feline Woman, the feeling of Lucas buried deep in her felt a little different than before, but still exquisitely good.

Their mouths met and their tongues entwined in a passionate tongue kiss as they set off on their journey, a competition to match each other's thrusts. His hands reached for her superbly full breasts and her sweet, red lips moaned against his neck as they paused momentarily, before resuming their frenzied fucking motions. They both needed this and as Phenomenon drew back and drove forward, Feline Woman widened her legs and co-ordinated her motions against his so that they fell into a comfortable, albeit urgent, rhythm.

Her hands reached across and gripped his buttocks again. She pulled him forward as her hips thrust in an attempt to take him as deep as she possibly could. Sweat was dripping from their thrusting, undulating bodies as they noisily slapped together. They were both closing in on their climax.

It was Feline Woman who erupted first, shaking beneath his weight and tightening her thighs against his waist. Her body went rigid as an incredible climax gripped her, her juices soaking his penis as she quaked in spasms of intense delight. The ever present burning heat engulfed her still thrusting loins.
Phenomenon slowed his pace to allow her pleasure to unfold but as the effects of her orgasm lessened, he picked up the pace again with short, thrusting strokes. After a few moments, he groaned as he felt the familiar feeling inside as the exquisite pleasure took over his entire body.

He shouted out when he peaked, ejaculating a river of cum in short, sharp burst, her legs now locked around his back and her feet pulling him into her with each jerk of his body. He kept thrusting, groaning as each successive rope of semen burst into her, her body eagerly accepting his tribute.

Eventually his spent penis began to soften and he pulled away, allowing his gently diminishing manhood rest on her lower stomach. In their minds, they had still made love to different people.



Holly sighed, her head still buzzing and her body burning. She had awoken ten minutes ago and was attempting to come to terms with where she was, what she was doing there, and who she was with. She turned on the bed for the umpteenth time since she awoke and stared at BlackCat Girl, lying naked beside her.

She recalled Melissa asking her why she was so grumpy with her. She had responded that she had hardly seen BlackCat Girl since Melissa had appeared on the scene and that she was missing a good friend. But she knew that was only half the story. Melissa was correct when she said that Holly had heard them fucking, and that had been hard for Holly to take. For unknown to her employers, Holly had lusted after the young Superheroine since they had met.

Her mind had fantasised about the two of them on so many occasions, not expecting anything to happen, but hoping all the same. And instead, Melissa had entered their lives and she had gained the prize that Holly wanted, that Holly knew she deserved. And the fact that BlackCat Girl had given herself so easily to the young newcomer was hard to take. And it also made her realise that had Melissa not appeared, then she might well have been able to seduce the stunning young Superheroine.

The varied thoughts were running around her mind as she lay there quietly, before a sound at the far end of the room attracted her attention. She began to ease herself up against the pillow, seeing a flickering light across the room as she did so, and saw with amazement that a large screen on the opposite wall had jumped into life. The young woman she fantasised about was centre-screen, lying willingly on a bed as Melissa crawled up her body and settled her admittedly superb looking body across the Superheroine's face.

She watched transfixed as Melissa's firm hips gently undulated, brushing themselves backwards and forwards against the soft mouth beneath her. She heard the young woman's moans and was at first unsure whether it was BlackCat Girl's mouth that was willingly pleasuring her, or if the Superheroine was simply being used as a fuck-toy by the diminutive black haired girl.

But suddenly her questions were answered as she saw BlackCat Girl move her hands onto Melissa's soft thighs. Her eager fingers pulled the woman closer as her head moved beneath the undulating hips, the sound of muffled moans filling the room. She watched as Melissa's body stiffened and began to jerk, clearly in the throes of a quite intense orgasm.

This was too much.

She turned to the young Superheroine on the bed beside her, and pressed her soft mouth against the sensuous full lips underneath her. Her still drugged mind whirled as she allowed her tongue to slip between BlackCat Girl's lips, immediately engaging the slowly awakening young woman's mouth with her own.

Her hands ran around the young Superheroine's neck as she drew her head into a long, slow kiss, provocatively rubbing her body against the responding woman on the soft cream sheets as she did so. She continued the long slow kisses, feeling BlackCat Girl beginning to respond. The woman was moaning into Holly's mouth as she felt her tongue being played with. Holly's urgency appeared to be infectious and the young Superheroine's sensual full lips responded as their mouths wrestled with one another in a quickly growing frenzy.

"You awake, baby?" Holly whispered, as BlackCat Girl's blue eyes slowly open.

The young Superheroine took a moment or two to adjust to what was happening. When Holly repeated the question, she nodded, still unsure of her surroundings but knowing that her burning body was enjoying the duel between their mouths, lips and tongues.

"You've no idea how long I've waited for this," Holly murmured, her mouth continuing to assault the sensual lips responding to hers.

Her eager hands dropped to the young, black haired woman's deliciously jutting breasts, stroking and caressing as they kissed. She tweaked the hard nipples into a constant state of rock hard erectness, listening to the soft moans escaping from BlackCat Girl's parted lips. Eventually, Holly's mouth left hers and worked their way down to her breasts, slowly sucking on one thrusting orb, her wet tongue flicking hungrily at the erect bud.

Holly felt she was in heaven, at long last the young Superheroine was hers to do with as she wanted. She was determined to take full advantage and slowly teased the firm right orb. Her tongue circled the hard nipple with her narrow, long tongue, all the while her right hands caressing and pleasuring her left globe. She was rewarded with BlackCat Girl's acquiescence, the Superheroine snaking her hand around Holly's neck, pulling her mouth more firmly against her heaving breast.

That was enough for Holly. She knew that the young woman beside her was as aroused as she and the time was now.

She eased herself away, trembling in anticipation of the erotic delights to come. Planting a soft kiss on the ruby lips of the young, nubile beauty, she raised herself on the bed, their eyes meeting. She flung a shapely, long leg across the young Superheroine's body, easing herself upwards to the waiting mouth.

Her mouth let out a long moan as she felt BlackCat Girl's hands slide under her superbly rounded young buttocks and the young Superheroine needed no urging as her probing tongue began to lick along Holly's inner thighs.

Just the anticipation of what was to come, and the euphoria of knowing the young woman she had fantasised about was a committed participant, was almost sufficient to bring Holly to orgasm there and then. Her dry mouth allowed a stream of whimpers to escape as she felt BlackCat Girl continuing to slowly stroke and lick along her thighs, her long, sensual tongue growing ever closer to her hot core.

She was already thrusting her curvy hips downwards on the young Superheroine's waiting mouth, searching for relief. Deliciously, she was rewarded as the delicious tongue underneath her parted the her glistening lips and slid easily into her soft, pink vulva, before gliding deeper into her willing body.

The Superheroine's soft hands stroked Holly's curvy hips as she unerringly homed in on her G-spot and ran her pointed tongue in circular motions over and around the twenty year olds sweet sex-button. This was almost too much, exquisitely so.

Holly could feel her excitement mounting as the young Superheroine expertly stimulated her body and moaned out loud as she felt herself begin to spiral inexorably upwards, her body trembling as the waves of ecstasy engulfed her.

She could not hold back any longer and arched her back, bending backwards and lifting her hips upwards. The probing tongue followed her and she screamed out in pleasure, her body stretched to its maximum as she jerked uncontrollably. All the while, the Superheroine's tongue continued to pleasure her throughout her climax, her soft hands keeping her trembling hips firmly against her working mouth.



Slowly recovering, Amazonian Woman and Myra Jean's eyes were glued to the large screen as they watched BlackCat Girl pleasuring the twenty year-old Holly. Their sky-high arousal was increased further, if such a thing was possible, by the scene being played into their well lit bedroom.

Tearing her light blue eyes away, the blonde realised that the Amazonian had left the bed and as she turned to look for her, she stared wide-eyed as the blue-black haired beauty was just finishing fastening a strap-on dildo to her voluptuous hips.

"I just saw this," the Amazonian purred, her blue-black eyes returning the blonde woman's gaze.

Myra Jean felt a lump in her throat, but was unsure whether it was anticipation or concern.

"I know what you're thinking," the Amazonian continued.

Myra Jean stared at her, feeling the dryness in her mouth.

"You're thinking of how much you want me to fuck you!"



Myra Jean slowly nodded. That was exactly what she wanted from this voluptuous Amazonian.

"Show me how much," Amazonian Woman commanded.

Myra Jean fell back on the bed, sensuously arching her back. Her long, pink tongue flicked across her bow-like lips and she ran her hands across her milky white breasts, pulling on her elongated nipples as she spread her legs, exposing the full glory of her sex beneath the erotic, white strip of pubic hair to the Amazonian's gaze.

"Good girl," Amazonian Woman encouraged, the phallus bouncing slightly as she deliberately swung her curvaceous hips whilst covering the short distance between them.

Sliding across the waiting body, her soft mouth found the blonde's lips as she eased between her soft, white thighs. She slowly kissed and licked around her bow-like lips and then ran along the soft skin of her neck until she reached her jewelled ear.

"What do you want?" the Amazonian whispered.

Her own body was burning with desire and the need to be the sexual predator. She had noticed the strap-on by accident but as soon as she had seen it, there was only one thought on her mind.

"Given the choice, do you want me to fuck you right now... or your husband?"

Myra Jean's eyes clouded and her brow wrinkled. What kind of question was that?

"Tell me," Amazonian Woman whispered.

She wondered where the wickedness had come, from but knew she desperately wanted to fuck StunMan's young wife in the same way that Venus Flytrap had fucked her.

As Myra Jean paused, her love for and loyalty to her husband counterbalancing the immense surges of desire running through her body, the Amazonian began to gently work herself, and the dildo, against the young body beneath her. She grinned to herself at her absolute wickedness as she heard the blonde's pleasurable soft growl at the back of her throat.

"Well?" she persisted.

Myra Jean shook her head from side to side, unwilling to say the words that would betray her husband. But at the same time, she drew her legs around the back of the Amazonian as she felt the Superheroine ease the tip was inside of her. She tried to pull the body into hers but Amazonian Woman held back, working the tip fractionally in and out but not allowing any further penetration until she heard the words.

"Well?" she asked again.

Myra Jean was lost. She so desperately needed her aching body to be filled, so badly wanted this voluptuous woman to fuck her.

"You?" she gasped.

The Amazonian raised her eyebrow, as if requesting further confirmation. She locked her feet behind the strong back, pulling her into her wet, wanton and wild body.

"You?" she repeated, "I want you to fuck me."

"Not your husband?" the Amazonian teased, allowing the dildo to slowly ease its way further inside the milky white body.

"No," the blonde gasped. "Not StunMan. I want you to fuck me. Now!"

The words were sufficient and Amazonian Woman eased forward to fully penetrate the moaning young woman. And it took only a couple of thrusts for the blonde to cry out and shudder as an orgasm immediately overwhelmed her.

"Good girl," the Amazonian purred. "You came for me..."

Amazonian Woman rested for a moment or two, allowing the trembling young woman's orgasm to run its course, and as she felt the blonde begin to recover, she began to move her hips again, building up the pace of her soft thrusts inside the sex-crazed wife. As she did, Myra Jean's soft groans began again and then the Amazonian felt the long, toned legs wrap themselves around her back for a second time.

As Myra Jean thrust back, the Amazonian played with the body beneath her, drawing herself away before thrusting back again. The blonde's beautiful face was clenched with the pleasure of their fucking and she thrust back animal like as she sought and then found her second orgasm, her body again shaking and trembling as the voluptuous Superheroine continued to thrust into her throughout her climax.

As Myra Jean recovered, the Amazonian moved away and frantically shed the strap-on, returning to straddle the blonde and settle her voluptuous thighs over the bow-like lips beneath her. It was her turn now.



The sight on the screen was too much for StunMan. But whatever it was that led his wife to allow the wonderfully voluptuous Amazonian Woman to fuck her, the same intensity of feeling was running through his own body. And with any luck, when he was finished here, he thought that perhaps he might be able to sample that incredible Amazonian body as well as his wife's.

But for the moment, the sight on the screen had turned his burning lust into a raging inferno and he grabbed hold of Louisa Layne's curvaceous, honey-tanned body, feeling the diamond stud in her belly button against his fingertips as he turned her around on the cream, silk sheets, pushing her forwards as he moved into position behind her.

"What are you doing?" the black haired reporter asked.

"What do you think?" he rasped in answer, his lust such that he had no interest in conversation.

"I don't know," she answered, trembling with anticipation.

"Now don't tell me that you and Wonderman haven't fucked doggie-style."

She shivered. "We... we... haven't fucked at all," she whimpered.

He felt his already rock hard penis rear upwards even further as her answer resulted in what felt like a surge of electricity running through him.

"Well, baby," he whispered, images of his wife and Amazonian Woman still running through his mind, "I guess we are both in for a treat."

He heard Wonderman's girlfriend let out a long groan as he rubbed his hardness along the heated furrow between her legs. Her slim hand reach down behind her, gently stroking his hardness as it slid against her. He eased her forward, his hands first on her firm hips to manoeuvre her into position and then on the undersides of her magnificently rounded buttocks, gliding slowly back and forth to maintain her arousal and guide her into position.

She twisted her head to one side against the soft pillow and looked back at him, her violet eyes brimming with sexual desire. She was softly whimpering as she watched him pull her hips slowly upwards, with his hands until her thighs were vertical and her flawless buttocks stood high above the rumpled sheets. She felt so submissive and yet, so alive, her body burning to have him inside of her

StunMan heard her soft whimpering and the sound encouraged him further, gently positioning the bulbous head of his penis between her legs, before again rubbing himself along the valley between her buttocks. He decided to allow them both to enjoy the anticipation of the moment, but the black haired woman was in no mood for soft teasing.

She thrust backwards with perfect precision, moaning with joy as her accommodating body fully enveloped his manhood. As she accepted his throbbing erection deep inside her, her hips trembled in his hands. She was astonished how full she felt in this new, and to her, exceptionally erotic position. She frantically pushed her body backwards and onto him, turning again to stare at him as she did so.

The challenge in her eyes only added to the eroticism of the moment and they held each other's gaze as he drew his hips back. He pulled himself almost free, before thrusting easily back until he filled her completely, both of them gasping at the sensation of his inward stroke. Amazingly, they found an immediate rhythm and each began to thrust back and forth, StunMan's big hands tightly controlling her compliant hips.

The sensation was remarkable, further inflaming the burning in both sweating bodies. The Superhero tightened his grip as he increased the pace of his thrusts, the sound of his body smacking against her rounded buttocks filling the room. Both were close, and StunMan's mouth began to open as he felt his own orgasm approaching, whilst Louisa whimpered with helplessness as his frantic thrusts began to take her over the edge.

She felt him begin to shake as he climaxed, and she briefly looked back to see his contorted face as she thrust uncontrollably back against him. She felt desperate to encourage every last drop from his body and into hers before her own orgasm overtook her. But almost immediately, she was there too. She gasped loudly as she felt her body violently tremble, her electrifying orgasm shaking her and she thrust her head deep into the pillow, raising her shuddering buttocks further as they came together.



Remarkably, it was only after they recovered from their first round of fucking that Phenomenon and Feline Woman realised who each other was. Any embarrassment was instantly overcome by the powerful arousal that still infected both their bodies and the images of the coupling in the other three rooms that were being displayed on their large screen only served to further inflame the intensity of their feelings.

At the very moment that StunMan and Louisa Layne were perfectly executing their orgasms, Feline Woman had mounted and sat astride Phenomenon, slowly rocking her hips whilst her sparkling green eyes were glued to the action on the screen in front of her.

As her superb, freckled breasts bounced before his eyes, StunMan reached up and took a luscious orb in each of his hand, gently squeezing and caressing before running the pads of his thumbs across both erect nipples, drawing moans of satisfaction from the gently undulating Superheroine above him. Her nipples were deliciously hard but as she increased the speed of her movements he found he was unable to keep hold of her bouncing globes and his arms flopped back onto the bed.

Feline Woman groaned in disappointment and took hold of her firm breasts herself, her eyes leaving the screen to focus on her own pleasure. She stared down into his lust-filled eyes as she caressed herself before him. Her thin, pink tongue ran across her sweet, red lips as she began to squeeze her supple breasts and trace her fingertips across her elongated nipples.

StunMan was entranced by the sight, and then moaned as she deliciously allowed her full breasts to bounce free under his gaze as she rotated her hips down on him.

She moved rhythmically, working on him as he tried to thrust upwards into her, desperately attempting but not quite being able to match her motions. Eagerly ogling every detail of her beautiful, pouting face, he was completely under her control as the Superheroine further built up the pace, fucking him hard. When she heard him groan, she adjusted her movements and her hips changed to a rapid circular motion as she relentlessly remained in control.

As she worked herself on the Superhero, it was apparent to them both that she was using his body exclusively for her own gratification. She enjoyed the sensation as he attempted to thrust back but they both knew he was helpless as she took her pleasure. She looked down to see his mouth open and his eyes hood as he attempted to absorb each stroke of her pulsating body. Her long throaty growl indicated that she was close and she again changed her movements, thrusting down hard on his aching penis.
He was gasping in rhythm with her thrusts as she fucked him, his face contort as he felt his own climax building. Her downward thrusts became faster and faster, her hips deliciously smacking against his naked thighs as each was lost in the world of pleasure that they brought to each other.

It was then that Feline Woman's orgasm hit her and she cried out an almost earth shattering scream as bolts of electricity rifled through her lithe, athletic body.

Her orgasm triggered Phenomenon's, seconds after her own. But remarkably, his climax set off another in her, both continuing to thrust against one another until first one and then the other collapsed, gripping the other's body tightly until their bodies had stopped jerking.



Holly and Blackcat Girl had each orgasmed several times under the lips, tongues and fingers of the other. The images of the other couples dancing along the screen had all been contributory factors to their continuous arousal, all providing extra fuel to that of the aphrodisiac already inside their bodies.

BlackCat Girl was sprawled back onto the bed recovering from the force of her last orgasm but was soon to learn that the attractive, insatiable, twenty year old blonde wanted more. Holly's brown eyes made contact with her own and she saw the young woman's narrow, long tongue snake out and run across her jutting breasts before rapping itself around one hard, erect, wet nipple and then the other.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation as the young blonde snaked a hand between her legs yet again and somehow coaxed her writhing hips to a state of instant arousal despite their constant orgasms during the last hour together.

"No, baby," she protested, but her body belied her words.

"No?" murmured Holly.

Her lips left the glistening breasts to glide up her chest and flick into her ear, running around the inside of her earlobe.

"No?" she teasingly repeated again.

The low grunts emitting from the young Superheroine, and the feeling of the jerking body under her hand as her fingers manipulated the shining clitoris, gave her the answer she needed.

"Can't resist me, can you?" she teased.

She was revelling in her new found ability to control the young Superheroine's body and bring to life all the fantasies she had previously played out in her mind.

"But there's one thing we haven't done," she whispered, moving her mouth from one wet ear and shifting it to the other. "We haven't fucked yet."

She manoeuvred their bodies so that her sex rested against BlackCat Girl's and began ever so gently to rotate her soft hips against the unresisting young woman. After only a delicious few seconds of pleasuring, she heard the Superheroine begin to gasp and she slowly kissed the sensuous young woman as she continued to gently rotate her hips, allowing the pleasure to build between them.

"Do you like that, baby?" she asked. "You like fucking Holly?"

It was a rhetorical question and without waiting for an answer, she made contact with the lust filled blue eyes beside her and began to increase her own pleasure, rubbing her swollen clitoris against BlackCat Girl's sex, listening to her ragged breathing as she built up the speed between them.

BlackCat Girl was thrusting back now, her toned hips fervently responding to the pace set by Holly and for a few minutes it was impossible to determine exactly who was in control. Animal-like, they fucked each other, their hands and fingers moving around the others body in an attempt to gain maximum leverage from which to intensify their pleasure.

"God, I'm going to cum again" BlackCat Girl gasped, feeling the tingling sensation overwhelm her.

At her words, Holly worked her body even faster against the thrusting hips, the friction between them burning in its intensity and they were both emitting low growling noises as they reached their orgasms.

The sensation was incredible, even more intense than any they had yet experienced and Holly let out a long baying sound as her thighs began to shake, whilst BlackCat Girl emitted a series of loud groans as the two wildcats shuddered against one another, release flooding through their now sated bodies.



Raven poured another glass of champagne for Lucas, Huntergirl and Melissa. She stood up, ignoring the vivid action continuing on the four screens behind her.

"It is now one o'clock in the morning," she said. "The videos of the so called Superstars fucking each other will shortly be distributed worldwide. Their credibility will be destroyed forever, in the same way that their superpowers are now lost forever."

She let out a soft sigh, the emotion of the moment almost overcoming her.

"This," she continued, "Is my... is our... tribute to my husband."

She held her glass in front of her and the others followed suit.

"Tomorrow is another day, and tomorrow we embark on our final adventure. To trap and destroy Wonderman..."

She paused and the silence filled the room.

"But today," she went on. "I give you a toast. The Doc."

THE END...

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