"Ah~" T'yala moaned as two dicks pressed into her. They gropped her ass and breasts... The two fucked her in tandem... they were good ad she enjoyed it - her moans were proof of that. But she had beter, rougher more satisfying in the past.
Ouch! Today is not my day. Azura grimaced as she got up and glared at the monster. She focused her power and her sword started glowing with purple light. Taking aim the magical girl slashed with her weapon, sending forth a crescent blade of arcane energy at the monster.
"Go ahead." Sonata assents. Once the mask is lowered, he closes the short gap between his face and Tatiana's--aggressively kissing her as his tongue barges into her mouth. His hand continues to crawl up her leg, finding it's way under her beautiful dress and slowly, teasingly reaching and gliding along her pussy through her underwear. Part of him wants to take her here and now, but he resists the urge for now, enjoying the more sensual pace.
Jenny toweled herself down as well before she donned her street-clothes. "That sounds interesting." she said as she placed her gym clothes back in her bag. "Do you mind my asking what kind of project?"
Opening the door to the roof, Vanessa feels the brisk chill of the night air on her body, as she looks out at the neighboring buildings, hoping that beyond the myriad darkened windows, no one's watching her. She moves to the helicopter, trying not to shiver, but as she goes to open the door, it doesn't budge. Locked. Before she can plan to get past it, she's illuminated by the harsh glow of a flashlight. "Who is that?" She recognises vaguely the pilot's voice.
The boys continue to fuck her, quickening their pace, but they seem a bit too inexperienced to go rough without being prompted.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Azura: 44+20 Fist: 65+10 Monster: 78 Damage: 14 Azura's Health: 40 Before Azura can unleash her power, the monster rips the door off of a nearby car and tosses it at her. Azura dodges, but as she does, Fist goes in for an attack of her own. The monster grabs her out of the air and hurls her bodily. The buxom hero collides with Azura, and the two women go sprawling to the ground in a tangle of limbs.
Cheeks flushed red with shame, Vanessa powers through, using her arm to cover her chest, and her hand to cover her crotch. "N-no." She whimpered as she learned that the chopper door was locked. Who would bother to lock it! She screamed inside her head, just as she heard the pilot's voice. Damn it, damn it! The heiress panics, but decides to stand her ground. Since Vince made a show of leading me into his penthouse. His pilot shouldn't even think of touching me. She takes a deep breath, "It's me. I need my dress, and coat back." She said in a strangely dignified tone, despite her current state of undress.
Tatiana moans into the kiss, her tongue reaching out to meet his, and his hand finds the lacy fabric of a thong between her legs, dampened by the excitement. Her hand continues to rub his hardening member, fingers pressing against the shape of his manhood through his pants, before finally she undoes them, and his cock springs out. Her hand is warm around his cock, as she begins to gently stroke it.
Belle slips on some professional looking clothing, the tattoo going out of sight, as she sighs. "My boss has put me in charge of marketing this costume. Psychana, maybe you've heard of her? She has kind of a local following, but the boss wants me to pull out all the stops - make her a big star."
"I see..." Jenny said and tried to hide a tensing in her neck when Belle mentioned her alter ego. "I take it you're uncertain that it can be done."
"Oh, I don't know..." The man, old and gaunt-faced, responds. "I'd have to go get Mr Postlewaithe's permission for that."
Luckily, Belle's distracted by the lustful grin of a man leaving the Platinum Room, and misses Jenny's tic. "It depends entirely on her. A lot of heroines are too squeamish to portray the image they need to." The redhead says as they leave the gym. "The cold, hard fact of the matter is that it's not enough for heroes to beat up bad guys anymore - they have to look good doing it. Sex sells, and that goes for heroes like it does for everything else."
"W-what!?" Vanessa gasped, eyes wide, "Look, I'm not asking you to fly. I'm just asking you to open the door, so that I can get my clothes back!" She said in a stern tone, glaring at the man, while she shuddered from the cold night air.
With his face revealed, Sonata returns his voice to normal, dismissing the synthetic filter he had been using as he shudders from the entrancing woman's touch. Not one to be outdone, he pulls Tatiana's thong aside and gradually feeds a pair of fingers to her wet sex. His other hand slides up her body, ending it's journey by groping one of her voluptuous breasts through her dress. He's careful to be gentle, not wanting to damage the intricate lace. After a while, the costumed man breaks their kiss. "Do you want the dress on or off? You look incredible in it, but I don't want to risk ruining it."
"I've seen a few photos of her that seem to have been taken over the past couple of days and she's definitely got a new sexier look." she said after calling for an Uber on her phone. Despite how often she did it, Jenny was never really comfortable discussing Psychana with people who didn't know the truth. And to hear such a blunt and honest, if incomplete, assessment was awkward. "So it looks like she's willing to do what you think it takes."
For a moment the room was filled with slapping noises. T'yala was moaning, enjoying the fucking she was receiving. Just bondage and fucking, while somewhat dull in long run, was pretty enjoyable for now. She closed her eyes and threw back her head as pleasure rolled over her. "You are not joining?" Mantis asked Erik - he shrugged. "Let the young ones have a go at it, before professionals show them how it's done~" He smirked. "Mind if I join you?" At Erik raised eyebrow, she continued. "At sharing the prize?" Soon, the two boys collapsed, tiredly, as the blond continued riding moaning youngster, with a smirk on her face. "Okay, as you see, a pro, even tied up, can overcome you." Erik said as he stepped forward and grabbed T'yala by hair forcing her to leave her victi-partner. The policeman lied down, and allowed T'yala to mount him. As she knelt and started moving her hips up and down, a moan escaped her as she was filled with warm, pulsing hot rod. "First, you cannot allow your opponent to set the pace." Slap! "Ahm~" The blond moaned and paused a little as a hand landed on her ass.
Azura cursed as she quickly got up and helped her friend up as well. “Let's try flanking him. You attack his right side, I'll attack his left.” She suggested as she looked at the transformed thug.
"No one can gain entry to the helicopter without the boss' permission - it's in my contract." He looks at her hardening nipples with a smirk, and Vanessa realises that the man's enjoying himself. "Sorry, we'll have to go down and see him." Still, he makes no move yet. Tatiana lets out a sweet moan, a shiver travelling up her spine as Sonata touches her, his fingers exploring the wetness between her legs and the soft mass of her large breasts, their voluptuousness clearly a natural phenomenon. Her hand begins to speed up, sliding the sensitive flesh of his foreskin up and down his cock. "Let's wait until I get you home for that, my sweet..." She coos, sensuous voice promising indescribable pleasures to come. The uber comes quickly, the male driver's eyes widening as he sees the two beauties. "Weird, I didn't know those pics had been released yet. Must've been a leak." Belle sighs in irritation. Erik varies the rhythm of his strokes, as his rock hard manhood slams inside the alien in front of their audience. The old man might not have any special powers, but he knows every inch of her body, knows how to touch her to make her cry out in pure pleasure, his hands moving from her breasts to her ass to around her throat, never giving her time to adjust and get used to how he's fucking her, his thrusts changing in speed and intensity so that her concentration is consistently broken by the ever present pleasure. Spoiler: Mobility Roll D100: 82 "T-Thanks..." The young woman has to cling to Azura for a short while, sense of balance shaken by the monster's attack, before letting go after regaining her equilibrium. "Got it. Good luck!" Fist says with a nod, before flying into the air, avoiding the outstretched grip of the monster's massive hands, and landing on the other side of the beast. Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Azura: 61+20 (Magic+Sword)+10 (Flanking Attack)=91 (Crit) Fist: 73+10 (Flanking Attack)+10 (Super Strength)=93 (Crit) Monster: 62+10 (Super Strength)=73 Mixed Damage: 38+20 (Crits)=58 Monster Health: 42 The beast roars in rage as the two women move in for their assault. Its limited intelligence makes it incapable of timing and responding to the heroines, as they both dart in to make their attacks. Azura hears the sound of bones shattering on the other end of the monster, darting in with her sword as Fist dodges out of the way of the return strike, slashing with her magical blade as the monster has its back turned on her. The sword slashes through toughened hide and strengthened bone as Azura carves a path down its back. It howls once more, turning to face Azura, snorting with primal anger, but before it can deliver a punch powerful enough to send the magical girl flying, Azura sees her newfound partner leap into the air behind the monster. It turns, too late, and one of the woman's long, toned legs smashes into its jaw, sending the monster sprawling with a loud crack.
"Khh. Bastard." Vanessa glares at him, "Fine." She grumbed, heading back inside, but slamming the door on the pilot's face if he attempts to follow her. Damn it, this was a bad move. She thinks to herself, still sneaking around, she decides to look at some of Vince's cabinets, knowing he must have some female clothes around, specially if this penthouse was something he used to fuck other women.
