"Keep quiet!" Vanessa hissed, turning a bit red as she looks around hoping no one else heard. "And where exactly were my eyes, huh?" She asked in a growl.
"Hush." She frowns at his cheek, before her tongue dips beneath his foreskin. "...And pay attention." She says as he tongue pulls away. "Let's not pretend that you're not going to end up on the other end of this equation at some point.
Jenny smiled impishly up at the supervillain as her gloved hand undid his slacks and fished out his already hard cock. Upon seeing it she sat stunned for a minute. Eventually she would think that a measuring tape would be needed to figure out who was bigger: Jetstream or Hammer. But at the moment Hammer wasn't there and her focus was on the massive dick that was. After stroking it a few times she tore her eyes away from the giant rod to look up at its possessor. "Thank you." she said to him before she took the head of his length into her mouth.
I already have...She doesn't need to know that. Sonata nods. He tries, semi-successfully, to force aside the pleasure and focus on the kneeling woman's technique. Wouldn't having me give someone else oral be better practice? He wonders to himself as he absorbs the gangster's actions, eager to learn what he can.
(Sorry, I missed your post. ) Moving to the edge of a clearing in the forest as she traces the source of the noise, Azura spots two figures by a large bonfire - an androgynous looking man, and a woman, their ears pointed. "Our guest looks hungry, sweet brother..." The woman says in a hypnotically pleasant, if unnerving, voice. "Why don't you find her something sweet to sate her?" The two of them look up, and Azura follows their gaze, seeing Sapphira in a metal cage suspended from one of the branches of a nearby tree. "By and by sweet sister, I'll find something sweet." The brother begins walking out of the clearing - in Azura's direction, though he doesn't seem to have noticed her. Vanessa sees that her outburst draws a few wandering eyes, but Vince acts casual, and they quickly return to their conversations. "They were pointed right here." Using his bulk to shield them from sight, he grabs her wrist and pulls her hand between his legs, where the bulk of his manhood awaits. "You know, I had this plan..." He grins. "I was gonna pull you away to the bathroom and fuck your brains out, then when you were too dazed to stop me, I would have pulled you up on stage and announced to all these people that you'd agreed to marry me. I'd have liked to see you get out of that one with your reputation intact." He chuckles. "You're welcome." Jetstream laughs. "I knew from the moment I saw you you'd be sucking my dick one day." He grips her head and forces his massive cock down her throat, facefucking her roughly. His roughness is unlike anything she's had before. Where Hammer had fucked her with animalistic power, there's a malevolence to Jetstream's thrusts that turns her on more, even as she gags. The gang leader takes him deeper in her mouth, enveloping his shaft, her tongue lashing around the sides as she sucks him off. Sonata feels her hands on his sack, caressing and massaging his swollen balls, as her nose presses against his skin. Finally, she pulls away, gasping for air, with a trail of saliva still connecting her mouth to his rod. She grins. "I think that's the lesson. Now, how about returning the favor?"
"Khh!" Vanessa lets out a low growl as Vince grabs her hand, but then as he places it on his crotch. "Idiot, what are you doing!" She said in a low tone, glaring at the bastard as he explains his plan. "If you did that..." The heiress blushes, her own heightened arousal making her body grow excited as the scenario played out in her head. "I'd have told everyone you drugged me." She hissed, trying to move her hand away from his crotch. But Vince will take note of her rose tinted cheeks, even though she hasn't had anything to drink yet.
While Jetstream may have thought so Jenny never did before a week ago. But here she was on her knees struggling to accommodate the man's girth, and absolutely loving it. His forcefulness, the way he degraded her, the sheer venom with which he facefucked her was simply intoxicating. Her mark flared and Jenny came as Jetstream grabbed the back of her head and forced her nose into his crotch. He held her there and Jenny struggled to breath, gagging and gargling on his massive thickness. The villain didn't care though, he just wanted to enjoy the look of her deepthroating him. "Fuck slut you are the easiest piece of ass ever. Bitches who haven't had any in twenty years play harder to get than you." Jenny nearly blacked-out when he finally pulled her back by a fistful of hair. The blonde wife gasped for breath as the man sneered down at her. "Now that I'm warmed up..." His hand still gripping her hair he pulled her to her shaky feet where he powered her backwards, less than a second later her back impacted a wall and drove what little breath she'd managed to gather from her lungs. The man roughly brought her arms together above her head and pulled her up while positioning his cock against her womanhood. Instinctively her legs spread and wrapped around the outside of his thighs. Without warning, he speared up into her eliciting a yelp of surprise from Jenny. "Shit you're fucking tight!" he laughed through a malicious smile. "Won't be when I'm done with you though." Jenny hadn't recovered when he pulled his cock back so only the head was inside her before thrusting hard again. "Fuck that is some good pussy." He taunted. "Gonna start you off slow and ruin you from there." Too delirious to ask what he meant, he started to move in and out of her. Using his superspeed. Hammer was strong and his cock had been hard as a diamond covered in a thin layer of warm flesh. But even when he moved inside her at his fastest he could only manage two or at best three strokes per second. Jetstream started at ten. It was like getting fucked by a freight train. There was just no stopping it. At first her mind couldn't even register what was happening, but after the first second and a half Jenny was shrieking like a banshee and cumming all over the villain's cock. Jetstream laughed at her. "Hahaha! Shit slut you cum easy! I ain't even started yet and you're already done. How you gonna handle this?" The man doubled his pace and Jenny opened her mouth to cry out in pleasure, but the oxygen was driven from her lungs before any sound came out.
(No problem.) Seeing the androgynous man walk in her direction Azura decided it would be too risky to confront him, especially with his supposed sister so close by. Better to hide and avoid him, then follow him and knock him out from behind once he is some distance away from his sister. Then I can think about how to deal with her and how to rescue Sapphira. Fortunately the dense forest around her provided lots of cover and hiding spots.
"Then maybe..." He holds her hand down as she feels his bulge, meaning she'll have to apply greater force and possibly risk attracting attention to pull away. "...I should fuck you in front of all of them, let them hear how you scream for more, so they all know what a slut you really are?"
"Wait. Wait." Jenny can vaguely make out Qasera's voice. With a snarl, Jetstream pulls out of Jenny's already exhausted body. "What?" He grunts back at the Egyptian. "Jenny here is a married woman. It wouldn't be right to fuck a married woman without her husband's permission, right?" Jetstream looks confused for a moment, then grins. "Good point. Wouldn't want that."
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 89+10 Fortunately, it seems the man is completely unsuspecting of such an attack. He sinks to ground in a heap, a fair distance from the clearing.
"Do you think I'd let you?" She growled speaking in a low tone that only Vince can hear, Vanessa glares at him. "Enough of your games, I've already work this dress of yours. That's our deal, nothing more." She hissed, blushing even more as the perverted scenario plays in her head
"Perhaps..." Vince's other hand slides under her dress, his fingers pressing against her thigh as they feel their way upwards. "...I should try it and see?"
Jenny was barely cognizant of her situation when Jetstream pulled out of her. She didn't know how Qasera knew that she was married, she didn't know how Qasera knew her name, and at that moment she didn't particularly care. She just wanted that magnificent cock back inside her. "N-no..." she whimpered in need as she slumped to the floor; denied the pleasure granting rod of the supervillain. Whatever dejection she felt when Duke pulled out of her to fuck her sister was magnified when Jetstream did the same. She would do anything to have him inside her again. "P-please! I need it!" She begged. "I-I'll do anything! Anything you want, just please fuck me!"
"Mmh!" Feeling his other hand on her nylon-clad thigh, Vanessa shuddered. Feeling her nipples start to stiffen, "Enough!" She hissed, struggling to keep her voice down as she attempts to move away from Vince. Though as his finger reaches her upper thigh, he'd feel the warmth coming from her needy pussy.
That went better than I expected... Azura looked around for some vines to gag and tie the man with, then searched him for anything of use or interest. Once that was done the magical girl left the unconscious guy there and headed back to the clearing, trying to avoid detection by the female.
"Heh..." Jetstream doesn't even try to hide the pleasure he feels at watching the blonde humiliate herself for his attention. "I dunno... This busted ass place doesn't seem like the right venue. And I don't want the cops interrupting. Even if it would be fun to let them see what a submissive slut you are." She feels his meatstick slapping against his cheek. "Indeed." Qasera echoes, smirking. "We should find somewhere better. Perhaps if Psychana is so desperate for your affection, she should lead you to her home?"
Vince reaches up to stroke her cunt through the pantyhose, then lets go with a grin. "As you command, boss."
Spoiler: Luck Roll D10: 5 Sadly, the man is naked besides a small loincloth, meaning that there's no loot for the heroine to find. Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 22 Azura finds she can't repeat her stealthy entrance from before. As she approaches the clearing, she hears a crack from beneath her as she steps on a branch, and then another. "Come out, come out, wherever you aaaarrreee..." She hears the woman's voice giggle through the trees.
Not wanting to risk meeting the woman face-to-face, at least not yet, Azura decided to try and create an illusion of herself to send forward. That would allow her to see how the woman reacts to an invited guest.
