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Amazonian Gauntlet	By : fant32 Category: DC Verse Comics > Wonder Woman Views: 22320 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Wonder Woman, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Amazonian Guantlet
- 2-Chapter Two:Repurcussions
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Chapter One: Stirrings

Gauntlet: noun. 1: A protective glove. 2: An open challenge. 3: An ordeal.

“So Wonder Woman,” Meredith V. began to ask on the set of her newest talk show, “how is the bedroom life for the world’s most famous woman?”

Diana Prince, world-renowned as Wonder Woman, sat in a deceptively prim suit, poised in a perfect posture of sultry sexiness and sensibility. She was the antithesis of her interviewer: Meredith was showing her middle age--Diana would have the breasts of a twenty-four year-old forever; Meredith was crass, blunt, and tactless--Wonder Woman always spoke properly, politely, and subtly. Diana neither acted appalled nor did she show any inappropriate annoyance at Meredith’s question. Only a minor look of suprise or embarassment flashed across her face as she answered:

“It is well enough.”

Diana didn’t budge from her formal stance. She remained sitting, with her arms crossed in front of her envious bosom, and her legs crossed at a close angle, tightly wedging her thighs together.

“That bad, huh?” Meredith laughed. The audience of five hundred of the people of Metropolis also laughed.

When any other woman would have flushed with embarassment or stammered at a clumsy defense, Diana waited patiently for the simian laughter to abate.

“I have as much of a ‘bedroom life’ as I desire, when I desire, Meredith,” she paused for effect. “I doubt many women can make such a claim, though they all deserve it.”

“Well, we may not deserve it as much as you,” Meredith laughed, holding a hand up to Diana’s superb figure. “What with the triple-A skills, and perfect body, you must be batting away men all day long. What’s your secret to getting business done while also looking fan-fucking-tasic?”

“I simply don’t let men’s wiles affect me. It is merely a matter of choice,” Diana stated.

“No love-sick Amazons on Themyscira?”

“Not me.”

A few weeks later, while trouncing a trio of gigantic dragons with Superman, something strange happened to Wonder Woman.

It occured while she admired his final, powerful but perfectly controlled blow to the last dragon. As the monster fell defeated, Diana found her eyes lingering on the solid, defined lines of his biceps, the power of his legs, the might contained in his loins...She tried to shake the carnal thoughts from her mind, but she could not. With her eyes open, she was drawn to behold the power of his form. With her eyes closed...a moist imagination ravaged him. She’d never felt this way before, even though she’d always admired Superman and even wished he would come to desire her, she’d never felt lustful after a man.

Until now.

Now, as Superman turned to regard his partner in heroics, his sky blue eyes meeting her fathomless navy blue eyes, misted over by a fit of passion. The pull was more powerful than anything she’d ever encountered before. If she’d been thinking properly, she’d know it was magic. But she wasn’t thinking carefully by any means.

“Kal-El,” Diana breathed throatily as he gently floated to within a few feet of her. So close...

“What is it, Diana?” He asked, genuine concern crossing his handsome face.

“Why is it that we, the most powerful man and woman on earth, must be prisoners to our own lives and responsibilities?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking--”

“Yes you do!” Diana interrupted. “I’m talking about us. I’m talking about the love we share in every way but the most wonderful!”

Kal-El’s eyes darkened. “We can’t. I can’t. I’m married to a woman I love.”

“Bah!” Diana spat. “You can’t use that word for her. She’s always been an opportunist, manipulating the most powerful men around her. And no one is as powerful as you. And as for love, I know you can’t even really make love to her--or to any mortal woman. You hold back, just as you always hold back when you punch under-powered evil-doers. You’re as much a virgin as I am.”

Kal-El stared silently at Diana, hurt creeping into his eyes.

“Tell me I’m wrong,” Diana pleaded as she strolled towards a cave that had been exposed by the destructive fight they’d just finished. “Tell me you’re completely satisfied by Lois. Tell me you don’t want me.”

“I don’t,” Kal-El croaked helplessly even as he followed her to the cave’s mouth.

“Don’t lie to me, Kal-El, it’s insulting,” Diana said, hurt in her voice as she cast her golden lasso around the object of her affections. Superman didn’t resist, he stood at full height, arms at his sides as the loop fell about him and was tugged taught. “Whom do you love?”

“I love Lois.”

Diana was crushed. In her heart she knew that was his answer, but she had hoped he would return her love. Were it not for the enchantment about her, Diana would have left it at that, but she was mad with lust for Kal-El...

“Do you want me?” she asked as she used the lasso to tug Superman closer. He stopped a few inches from her, helplessly and tearfully looking down at her impassioned face.

“Yes.”

Diana saw the tortured look in her beloved’s eyes, and if she were herself, she would have released him and sent him away. Instead, she flicked her wrist so that her lasso fell across Superman’s neck and said:

“Make love to me.”

If she wouldn’t have known any better, Diana would have sworn she’d been shot. Kal-El sped into her with imperceptible speed, his cock clumsily but forcefully bumping into her hip as he brought his naked body against her.

“Naked?!” Diana’s mind shouted in horny surprise. The Man of Steel had instantly disrobed his iconic outfit as quickly as he was known to put it on.

Diana, born and raised amongst none but women, was not squeamish about female nudity, but just seeing a naked man was...intoxicating. And this was Superman. Diana immediately grabbed hold of his exposed, erect penis and felt the power surging within as she sought to quickly disrobe one-handed. First, her golden bustier fell away from her breasts, which elicited Kal-El to thrust his rod against her marvelously smooth stomach. It was as though she’d been hit by a steel girder--the man of steel was an incredible specimen. Diana had never felt anything even remotely like this. She’d never been touched like this, and certainly never with anyone as powerful as Superman. She was lucky she was invincible, very lucky, she thought, because otherwise Superman’s mind-controlled thrusts would have killed any normal woman. For her, the pounding thrusts against her hips were maddeningly sexy.Soon, her star spangled panties were tossed onto the cave floor.

“I’ve always thought about this moment...” Superman admitted, still bound by Wonder Woman’s magic lasso. “Every time we fought some supervillain, foiled some disaster, I watched you and thought about you naked.”

“Didn’t you ever just use your X-ray vision to see me naked?” Diana asked, moaning as Kal-El gently massaged her nipples, making them hard with erotic sensation.

“Of course,” he admitted before kissing her passionately. His tongue probed her mouth deeply and thoroughly, and Diana imagined what it would feel like to have his cock deep in her throat. The thought made her wet. Superman finished the kiss, pulled his head away, and added: “But this is so much better than X-ray vision.”

“By Hecate, you’ve got that right!” Diana said as she exhaled sharply in pleasure. Kal-El’s hands had found their way to her rounded butt, gripping her buttocks tightly in his two strong hands as his massive, throbbing penis searched for her wet vagina like a jack hammer looking for a crack in the pavement. His penis found her fleshy gateway wide open, waiting for his entrance into her. He slid in easily, but stopped in a moment of surprise.

“A virgin? You’re still a virgin? But you are one of the most beautiful women in the world!”

Diana blushed. The lasso was still on him; he was telling the truth. She was one of the most beautiful women in the world.

“I am a blessed warrior of Athena, virgin goddess,” Diana placed a hand at the base of his cock, urging him forward. “The strength the gods have bestowed upon me extends to my maidenhead. Though many mortal men have tried, they could not penetrate my virgin wall. But you have the strength, Superman: Deflower me. Break me. Fuck me.”

Kal-El’s superhuman cock filled her widening pussy, sliding back the moist folds of her vagina as it made its way towards her intact hymen. Diana shuddered at the unbelievable sensation as Superman carefully plowed a furrow through her. She leaned forward, curling into his comforting embrace as she felt him throb against her hymen. She bit down on his shoulder in eager--and nervous--anticipation.

In one smooth, powerful, spine-shuddering thrust, Superman’s erection rocked through Wonder Woman’s hymen. The tight folds of flesh enveloped his rod, and, compounded by her spasms of pleasure, drove Superman to the brink of orgasm. His penis’ subtle but sudden expansion sent shocks along Diana’s spine. The Man of Steel wrapped his left hand in the tousles of the Amazon’s dark curls. He gently pulled her head back as he pulsed within her pocket of warm skin, so that she began to hoarsely scream up at the cave’s ceiling:

“Keep going! Don’t stop, oh please Kal, don’t stop!”

Her breasts jostled against his face as he inhaled the sweat of her deep cleavage while his pelvic thrusts kept her gyrating in throaty gusts. Soon his breath began to stagger, his back muscles tensing as he thrust even harder and deeper as gouts of semen shot into Wonder Woman’s vagina. The two rocked together unevenly as they staggered to a conculsion, bonded together by a slight film of sweat and cum.

It was incredible. Super speed, super strength, and super stamina enveloped the cave they sheltered in for their wild love-making, shattering boulders and cracking the very foundations of the cave network itself. Diana screamed in wild ecstasy just at the after shocks of sexual release. And somewhere a god plotted vengeance...
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