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Bachelorette Party	By : PrincessKoriandr Category: DC Verse Comics > Titans Views: 5084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Donna and Kory’s Uptown Manhattan Penthouse, 7:32 p.m.

“Take it off! Take it off! Hurry up and take it off!” came the shout from the lips of Donna Troy. She was standing in the living room, along with her former roommate and team members, watching one of the finest men she had ever seen dancing on her coffee table, teasing her with a glimpse of flesh as he slowly started stripping. She was trying her damnest to give him all her money.

And was having the time of her life.

In the corner Kory Anders, a.k.a. Starfire, Princess of Tamaran, and Karen Duncan, the married Star Labs Scientist and former Titan, Bumble Bee, were staring in amazement at Donna. They just couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Kory thought her eyes was going bad an hour ago when she saw Donna place a twenty in the strippers G-String…the *fron*t of his G-String. As far as she could remember, she has never seen Donna so forward and brazen in her life. Smiling to herself, she thought it became the Amazon.

“Will you look at her go?” came the thought from Karen Duncan. She had decided that the only place an old married lady should be at a bachelorette party was near a corner, preferably by the bar, which is where she was. Safely out of sight and out of trouble. The only problem with that was Kory was in the corner with her. Pulling her eyes away from the potential orgy scène, she gave her attention to the lovely alien sipping punch next to her side.

“Girlfriend, why are you over here in the old married ladies corner with me and not,” pointing over at the well-muscled stripper and the ladies surrounding him, “with them?” Karen questioned.

Turning to see what Karen was pointing at, she found she was right on time to see Sharon Tracy and Lilith fighting over a very skimpy, black fishnet muscle shirt the stripper just pulled off. There was a lot of elbowing and face pushing, but after the brief struggle, Sharon was proclaimed the victor while Lilith was lying on the floor, looking disheveled and rubbing her scalp. She was looking at Sharon in amazement. Getting up from the floor, the psychic asked, “Did you have to pull my hair?”

Sharon crossed her arm and smirked at her. “Would you have turned loose the shirt if I hadn’t?” she asked, watching the look that came across Lilith's face. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Taking the shirt and shaking it in Lilith’s face, Sharon also added. “My mom always told me 'All's is Fair in Love and War, but when it comes to men, then you sucker punch the first woman getting in your way'.”

“Sharon, you’re a horny woman and you need help,” came the dry reply

“I never said I didn’t, did I? I just find it funny that you, Miss Flying Winged Alien, could call me horny when it’s obvious you share the same problem.”

“Touched a nerve, did I?” Lilith asked, relishing the thought.

“Oh no,” came Sharon’s certain reply. “Just pointing out that I’m not the only one up in here that needs some dick in their life,” she said, giving Lilith a pointed look and watching her turn beet red. “Now, if we’re finished playing 'Catfight', lets return to the stripper. Donna almost has the man out of his underwear!” Grabbing Lilith’s hand, both ladies headed back over to the entertainment.

Turning back to her friend, Kory said, “That’s why I’m not over there. I figure between Lilith and Sharon, I don’t stand a chance. Besides, I know him. He’s one of the male models I work with.” She shrugged her golden shoulders. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before and he’s not Dick, so I’m not all that interested.” She finished, grinning and winking at Karen.

“Well, Donna’s plenty interested and having the time of her life,” she said, watching the stripper turn around and give the ladies a nice view of his firm, muscular buttocks.

Donna started smacking him on his ass.

Laughing, Karen said, “See? See what I mean?”

“Yeah,” Kory said, wiping tears from her eyes, “I do see what you mean. The normally reserved Donna Troy acting buck wild.” She was smiling at Donna’s attempt to peel the stripper out of his G-String. “Let the lady alone. Tonight is one of her few nights of freedom left. Why not let her get it out of her system?”

Putting her punch cup in the trash and rubbing her hands along the sides of her blue jeans, Karen said, “Well, I think it’s about time to see what I can do over there. Donna has managed to get him up out of his G-String and I want an up close view,” she said, winking at Kory and turning to leave, heading for the cluster of ladies. “Hey! Save some for me!” she shouted.

Kory leaned against the wall and thought. *Well, I guess it’s you and me tonight, punchbowl*. She was so deep in thought; she didn’t notice Bette Kane walking toward her until she was right in her face.

Smiling at the blonde, she asked, “Did they run you off?”

Laughing at the question, Bette answered, “Yeah, you could say . I. I thought Karen was the 'happily-married-I-don’t-need-to-see-a-stripper-I-love-my-man' type?" Watching Kory nod, she said, “Well, she’s over there acting like anything but. I couldn’t get my act together because she’s over there trying to hog the honey!” Watching Kory rapidly start to blink, as if in shock, Bette grabbed the alien and pulled her away from her corner. She then pointed to where the women had gathered. Sure enough, Karen was rubbing the strippers legs, making eye-to-eye contact with the object she was so curious about. She looked like a woman on the verge of making a discovery.

Before Kory had the chance to comment, she heard the doorbell ring.

“Think I better go and get that,” she said, heading for the door.

Bette had an idea.

While Kory went to answer the door, Bette called out, “I’ll just go and freshen the punch and snacks,” turning around and making a beeline for the punchbowl and the kitchen.

Kory on the other hand was wondering who was at the door. All the people she had invited were there and accounted for, unless Donna or one of the other women invited someone. Of all possible people she imagined being at the door, he wasn’t one of them.

Jason Hart.

Mr. Protector himself, in the flesh.

*X’Hal! * They haven’t seen him for years. *I wonder if there’s trouble. Better ask him in and stop staring at him like a ninny, Kory. *

Shaking herself from her thoughts, she finally got it together enough to speak. “Jason!” she exclaimed, “How are you?” reaching out to give him a big hug. “It’s been ages.”

Returning the hug, he answered, “Yeah, it has been a while since I saw any or you. Too long, actually.”

“Is there any trouble? Are we needed...” she begins.

“Um…no…NO! It’s not one of those kind of visits.” Holding up the brightly wrapped box for Kory to see, he said. “I brought Donna and Terry’s wedding gift. I was invited to the bachelor party." Looking around the room, thinking the men had to be near by, he was shocked to see most of the Titans’ women, past and present, a nude male stripper, and one Donna Troy kissing and riding his naked leg for all she was worth.

Watching Jason standing there with his mouth hanging open, Kory thought it would be a good ideal to lead him away from the… excitement.

Taking his hand and leading him near the punch and refreshments, Kory spoke. “Well, it’s good to see you at any rate. Are you hungry?” she asked, grinning at him and pointing at the table.

“Sure I could go for something to eat. Something to drink too, if you have it?” Yeah, that’s it. Keep talking, because it’s not possible you just saw the woman you’ve had a crush on since you was 16 climbing all over a stripper. The same woman that’s to be married in two days. Or that you’re beginning to sport a major hard on just wishing it was you instead of that stripper getting her attention. *Whoa Jason. Wrong train of thought. Time to change tactics*. That’s when he heard Kory speak.

“We have punch, or we *had* punch until Bette went to refill the bowl. Let me go check on her. Maybe she couldn’t find the mix.” Excusing herself, she headed to the kitchen door. When she was half way there, she saw Bette come out. Smiling at the trouble she was having carrying the now full punchbowl, Kory walked over to help her. “Here, let me help.” She said, grabbing on side of the large bowl.

“Thanks. I didn’t know how I was going to get it to the table by myself,” she replied.

Slowly moving towards the table, careful of tipping the bowl, the ladies sat it in its final resting place of the night. Once settled, Kory reached for a cup and started to fill it when an odd scent fills her nose. Taking a sniff, she wondered if the punch mix is bad. It smelled really odd. “Bette, did you grab the wrong mix or something?” she asked

“No. I don’t think so. Why? What’s wrong with it?”

“It just smells funny, that’s all. Like something’s been added.” Kory said, frowning into the cup as if she thought a little harder, she could place her finger on it.

That was exactly what Bette didn’t want her to do. Fast intervention was called for.

Time to lie.

Bette started talking fast.

“Oh, I changed the taste of the punch a little bit. It was tasting so flat, I added some lemon juice to it, to make it tart and give it a kick,” she said, which wasn’t a lie. She had added lemon juice to it to disguise the fifth of rum she had poured in the bowl. If everything went as planed, there should be some real blackmail material going around tonight.

Turning to Jason, Kory asked, “You heard the lady... tropical punch with lemon for a kick. Do you still want a cup?”

“Yeah, I’ll take a cup…and some answers if you please,” he said.

Bette turned around so fast she almost hurt herself. She hadn’t heard a man come in. Before Kory could ask Jason what he was talking about, Sharon walked dead up in his face and introduced herself. Extending her hand, she said, “Hi! I’m Bette Kane. And you are...?”

Donna has no shortage of forward friends, I see. “Jason…Jason Hart. I’m an old acquaintance of Donna’s.”

“Hmmm… are you single?” Bette asked, licking her lips invitingly.

“Ah…”

Cutting in because she knew just w thi this was going, Kory grabbed the blond and turned her toward the refreshments. Speaking in a tone that meant business, she said, “Go. Make sure the ladies get some punch and something to snack on while they ogle Ken. If the women let him have a break, X’Hal forbid, then make sure he gets something too.”

“But...” Bette protested.

“No buts. Go on. Be a good girl and help,” Kory said, smiling at the flustered look on Bette’s face.

*Oh, I’ll be a good girl all righ*t, she thinks. *It will be my honor to pass this punch out. Then we will see how fast this crowd looses it inhibitions, especially the party girl!* Laughing at the thought, Bette started filling cups and plates.

Turning back to Jason, Kory apologized while passing him the plate of finger foods and punch. “Sorry about that. Bette has a rep as man-eater and I thought to spare you that. But if you wanted to…” she faded out.

Waving his hands in a negative fashion, Jason replied, “Ah…No! That’s quite all right. I think Bette would be a handful and my plate is full enough as it is.”

Shrugging her golden shoulders, she replied, “I understand. Believe me, I do.” Taking a seat in one of the empty chairs, Kory motioned for Jason to do the same. Once they were seated, Kory started eating off her plate and sipping the punch. After the first swallow, she asked, “So…what did you want to ask me?”

Putting his cup down on the small table, along with his e, Je, Jason leaned forward in his chair. Meeting Kory’s green eyes, he said, “Where is everyone?” Watching the confusion mar her pretty face, he tried again. “Is this the bachelors party? Where are the men? Did I come on the right day? Am I late? Was it cancelled?”

Kory was starting to get the picture. “Jason, I think you landed in the wrong party.”

“Terry’s bachelor party wasn’t here? At the penthouse?”

“No, Terry’s party was at Dayton Estates. You, my friend, have just walked in on Donna’s Bachelorette party!” she said, laughing at the look of pure horror crossing the handsome man's face.

Jumping up out of his seat, Jason took one look at Donna and the stripper and headed for the door. My god! I’m at the wrong party. I can’t believe it. I just can’t *believe it! *

Just when he was about to turn the doorknob and leave, Kory stepped between him and escape. “What’s the matter, Jason? Why are you leaving?” she asked, concern evident in her voice.

Trying to get past her and seeing that *that* wasn’t going to happen unless he told her something, he said, “I thought Terry’ party was at the penthouse. Instead I’m at a woman’s bachelorette party. I don’t think I need to be here, so I’m going to Dayton Estates.”

Folding her arm, Kory took a good look at him, sensing something else entirely. *Why, he’s embarrassed! * If she didn't say something fast, he’ll be out the door before she could blink, and suddenly she didn’t want that. She had an idea.

Pulling him away from the door by his arm, Kory started walking toward the women, speaking softly. “You don’t want to leave honey. The fun's just about to start.”

“But…”

“Besides, you can’t leave without speaking to the ladies, and Donna too. Isn’t that why you came? To wish Donna and Terry luck with their marriage?”

“But…”

“No buts. It will take you an hour and a half just to get to Dayton Estates and by then the party will be over. Besides, what do the men have that we don’t?”

Jason’s eyes glaze over with something only he can see. “They have Candy Spice.” He said, licking his lips.

“Candy Spice? A female stripper?” she asked. She and Dick need to have a little talk tomorrow. Staring at Jason like he has lost his mind, Kory asked him, “Do you know where you’re at?" Taking him by the shoulders and pointing him toward the frenzy of women. “You are surrounded by beautiful women, women that make Candy Spice look like a hag. When the stripper leaves...” *X’Hal let him leave soon. They got him bare assed naked, what more is there to see?* “...You will be the center of attention. Just picture it, a bunch or beautiful, *horny* women, all plying for your attention. Especially the party girl.” Leaning in close to whisper in his ear, Kory asked, “Wouldn’t you like that?”

Jason was thinking of all the other things he liked. Kory whispering in his ear was one of them. *Damn! She smelled good, looked good and knew how to get what she wanted. * There was no way he was leaving now. To be the only male... well, soon to be only male at a bachelorette party was a man’s dream and Kory just presented it to him on a platter. What sane man could turn that down?

Not him.

“Okay, Kory, you have yourself a willing victim. I guess I can give this present to Donna just as well as Terry,” he said, giving in.

“Good.” He heard Kory’s husky reply. Looking up, he saw her expression. *She looks like someone that is well pleased with themselves and used to getting the things she wants. God! Dick doesn’t stand a chance. *

Smiling at Jason like she knows what he’s thinking, she shouts into the room. “Ladies, guess who stopped by to give Donna a present?”

Six heads turned, including the stripper's, trying to see who it was.

“Jason!” came from the direction of ttriptripper. He turned just in time to see Donna climb down of his lap and come running over to him. Giving him a hug and kissing him on his cheek, she exclaimed, “Jason Hart... Long time no see, sweetie! What are you doing here? I thought you were at the bachelor party.”

h, Ih, I though I was, too.” Watching the confused look on Donna’s face, he explained. “I thought the party for the men was here and the women’s at Dayton Estates,” he said sheepishly.

“Oh Lord.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking.”

“Well, its too late for you to try to make it to the men’s party, but from the looks of it, or rather… him,” she said pointing to the now exhausted stripper laying on the coffee table like a sacrificial virgin, “you’re right on time for ours,” she said, grinning at Jason. “Come on, let me introduce you to the others.”

Leading him to where the women gathered after the stripper had passed out on them, she introduced him. “Everyone…this is Jason Hart.” She said, watching everyone give their hellos. “He and the Titans worked on an assignment together three years ago. Thanks to him it was a success.”

“Donna…”

Smiling at him. “Alright, I won't embarrass you.” Walking him over to the first lady, Donna introduced him. “Jason, this is Karen Beecher-Duncan, Mal’s wife. You may know them better as the Bumble Bee and Harold.” She said, watching his eyes go round.

“Hi, honey. Good to finally meet you,” she said. *He’s cute, but not as cute as my Mal. *

“Wow. You too.” He answered like wise. *Damn, she’s really sexy to be a scientist! *

Walking to the two ladies in the corner, she began again. “Lilith, Sharon, I have someone I want you to meet.” Donna could have swohe she saw two identical sets of antennas stick out from their heads. *Some things never change.* “Girls, this is Jason Hart, and old acquaintance of the Titans. Jason, this is Lilith…”

Lilith extended her hand for him. “Hello, Jason.” Taking her hand, he brought it to his lips. “Hello, Lilith.” Charmed, she blushed. *This one might be a keeper. *

“And this is Sharon Tracy, my old roommate,” Donna said, introducing that blonde that was staring at him like a piece a meat. Strangely, he liked it. Kissing her hand also, he said, “Miss Tracy... A pleasure meeting you.”

“Oh, I assure you, the pleasure’s all mine. Are you single?” Sharon asked.

“Ah…”

Cutting in and giving Sharon an “oh no, you don’t” look, Donna steered him away from both ladies. Speaking in a loud voice, she said, “Jason, there’s one other person I would like for you to meet, but I seem to have lost her.” Seeing Kory helping Ken up of the table, she decided to ask her if she’s seen Bette.

Walking to the center of the room where the Kory was passing Ken his clothes, she asked, “Kory, have you seen Bette?” Smiling winningly at Ken, she also added, “Thank you so much, honey. I’ve never had so much fun in my life. Whatever Kory’s paying you, you’re worth that and more.”

Grinning ear to ear, Ken replied, “Thanks. I must admit I had fun, too. The tips alone were worth it. Who ever you marry on Tuesday will have his hands full on the wedding night,” he said, watching her blush becomingly.

“C’mon Ken, let me see you out. I think you’ve had a little too much *fun* if you ask me. You’re exhausted. How are you going to work tomorrow?”

“Like I always do, sexy... drinking coffee until I float. Strong coffee.”

Smiling, she turned to her friend and answered, “The last time is saw Bette, she was in the kitchen, mixing more punch and passing it out.”

Snapping her fingers, she said, “The kitchen. That’s the one place I haven’t looked. C’mon,” she said, pulling him along.

“But…I’ve met Bette. I met her when I first got here.”

“You did?”

“Yep! Kory introduced us,” he said. Just at that moment, Bette came out with a fresh bowl of punch. When she set it down, she shouted, “Come and get it! The juice stand is now open.”

“You thirsty? I’ve had it and it’s actually quite good considering Bette couldn’t make a glass of cold water,” she said, making a face.

“I’ve already had it, and yeah, you’re right. It is good. I can go for a cup.” Listening to his stomach growl, he said, “I could use something else to eat, too.”

Heading for the table, Donna called out from behind her, “Well, let's go see what we can rustle up for you before the vultures start in on it,” she said, pointing to the crowed table.

“You don’t have to tell me twice. I’m there!”

The sound of laughter and friends having a good time was evident all through the house. Once everyone had gotten a plate and a drink from the punch bowl, they settled in the living room to begin a night of talking and teasing.

~*~

Jason was having the time of his life. The women were having a good time and were becoming more and more attentive as the night went on. They figured out that the punch was spiked and Bette went on and told on herself when Karen mentioned driving home. That wouldn’t do, so it was agreed that everyone that had to leave would call a cab…and Bette would pay for it, seeing how she was the one that spiked the drinks in the first place. Knowing when she’s been defeated, she gave in. With that settled, the women ded ted to stay longer to chat.

It got real interesting after that.

He found the longer he stayed, the more they drank, the more they talked, and the more he found out.

Take for instance... on Tamaran, there was no such thing as “Gay” or “Lesbian” or “Bisexuality.” There was just a person’s right to choose. When Sharon asked if she was a virgin, Kory looked at her as if she had lost her mind. Donna started laughing. The only thing Kory said was, “With Dick around, that was a short…very short lived state of being.”

He also found out that Lilith lost her virginity to a caveman named Gnarrk when she was sixteen. “Talk about 'rough sex', but lord, was it good!”

Sharon had her first experience at sixteen, too. “That was the fastest experience I’ve ever had. I couldn’t believe it when he asked me if it was good! Go figure,” Sharon said dryly.

Karen made Mal wait until the wedding night. “Hell yeah, I did! There was no way he was getting my goodies without a ring. I was in it for the long run and, thank the lord, he was too.” Smiling at something only she could see, she said, “But the wedding night was something else. He was thinking about romance and soft sheets and candles, and what he got was…a female Mandingo! I wanted him to tear this stuff up the first time and believe you me, he did just that!”

Bette wanted Dick to take hers. “I tried and tried and tried and tried again but the man just wasn’t having it. I ended up giving it to my tennis instructor." Looking pointedly at Kory, she said, “When I asked him why he wouldn’t sleep with me, he said that sex was something that was meant for marriage. Guess you changed his mind, huh, Kory?” she asked, laughing at the look that crossed the young alien's face.

“Ah…No. That didn’t change. I just gave him the excuse he needed in order to sleep with me.”

Curious, Donna asked, “And what was that?”

“Love! We loved each other, therefore it was all right to show me physically,” she said, smirking. “It didn’t hurt that he was already a horny man and wanted to get at me despite his lofty idea of morals. It’s what really got him in my bed,” she finished, listening to the room laugh.

Donna on the other hand…

“I’m a virgin,” she stated into the now silent room. Looking around and seeing everyone’s face showing various degrees of shock, she asked, looking uncomfortable, “What?”

“No way!” Sharon said.

“Yeah, right!” That came from Karen, who was trying to clean out her ears.

“Didn’t you and Roy…” Lilith started before abruptly shutting up at the look she was getting.

Giving Lilith a “don’t you go there” look, she said, “No. The most Roy has gotten from me was a feel of my breast and ss. ss. Nothing else happened.”

“But I thought you and Terry was making love. You would leave and not come back 'til the next morning. Everything pointed to that,” Kory stated.

“Nope!” she said. “I wanted to but something inside of me told me to wait.”

“Wait for what?” Sharon asked.

“Wait for a one of a kind experience or until I got married,” Donna replied.

Jason was taking all this all in, storing it away for future use. He wondered if she was game for he he wanted to try. He couldn't marry her, but he could provide the one of a kind experience, if given a chance.

While Jason was plotting the beautiful Amazon's downfall, Karen took that moment to stand and say her goodnights. “I need to be leaving. I've got work in the morning and it’s going to be rough getting up as it is, so I’ll say goodnight.” Walking over to Donna and giving her a hug, she spoke in her ear. “Wonderful party girlfriend. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

Returning her hug, Donna said, “Thanks, and if I don’t hear from you tomorrow, I’ll see you at the wedding.”

“Bet.”

Taking their cue from Karen, Lilith, Sharon and Bette stood also. “I think we need to leave, too. I have a game tomorrow evening.”

“Yeah, I have a appointment to see a apartment,” came from Lilith.

“And I have errands to run in the morning. I also have a hot breakfast date,” Sharon said.

“When do you ever *not* have a 'hot' date Sharon?” Lilith said dryly.

“Ohhh! Look who’s still upset about not getting these,” she said, pulling the stripper's gold g-string out of her jeans pocket.

Laughing at the heated look Lilith was giving Sharon, Kory stood also and asked the ladies if they would rather she drive them home instead of waiting for a cab to come.

Karen looked at her doubtfully. “Girl, you’re drunk too… aren’t you?”

Smiling at her look, “What’s wrong Karen? Don’t trust me to get you home in one piece?”

“No.”

Grinning at her, she said, “Contrary to what you believe, I’m not drunk. My augmented DNA and my alien immune system make it really hard for me to get drunk. That...” she said, pointing at the punch bowl, “wasn’t enough to get my pinky toe drunk! Now, knowing that, do you want me to take you ladies home?”

“Hell yeah,” came the unanimous vote.

Shaking her auburn head at the women, she turned and spoke to Donna. "I’m leaving now. I should be back in a hour or so, will you be okay or do you want to tag along?”

“Nah, I’m fine. You take the 'Drunken Four' home and I’ll see you when you get back.”

Turning to Jason, she asked, “Do you need a ride home? It would be tight but I’m sure you could fit.”

“I’m okay, I caught a cab here. I’ll call one after I finish talking to Donna.” Seeing Kory about to protest that statement, he said, “Really, Kory, I’ll be fine. Take the women home.”

“Okay, okay. I’m leaving.” Kissing him on the cheek, she added, “It was good seeing you again, Jason.”

“If I thought I could beat Dick up…”

Giving him a wink, she said before she left, “I’d still love him, even if he was a wimp.”

“Bye.”

“Bye, Kory.” He rep, wa, watching her usher the women out the penthouse and into the elevator.

Perfect. They were alone.

Donna was thinking the same thing. *Damn*, she thought Kory would never leave. All during the evening, she keep thinking about how good it would feel to actually have a man pounding between her legs instead of her using her finger all the time. The stripper didn’t help the agony between thigthighs. By the time she had got him out of his g-string, she knew she would be fucking tonight and Terry be damned. The more she touched him, the more she wanted to kiss him, lick him, and *suck* him. She was so horny, she knew she would go crazy if she didn’t get this urge taken care of. While she was riding Ken’s impressive lap and rubbing her crouch against that wonderful stiffness she was feeling…

That’s when Jason came in.

She knew, right then and there that he was the one she was going to fuck and not Ken. Now she needed to see how open he was to the thought. The fire she was starting to feel in her pussy wouldn’t let her waste precious time, so not being one to beat around the bush, she asked point blank, “Jason, Do you want to fuck me?”

Jason was thinking of all the way he could approach her about fucking. There had to be a way for them to ble ble to screw and still keep the friendship. He was so engrossed in finding ways, he didn’t hear Donna talking, solving all his problems for him. Distractedly he asked her, “Hmm? What did you say Donna?”

Getting up off the couch, she started walking toward him. She stood in front of him until he looked up. Rubbing her breasts together so there could be no mistake, she asked again. “Do you want to fuck me?”

Jason had died and gone to heaven.

There could be no other explanation for what he was feeling. Deciding he had better say something before she changed her mind, he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her on top of his lap. Reaching for her hand, he placed her palm over the hardness between his legs and said in a husky voice, “Dthisthis feel like someone that *doesn't* want to fuck you?”

“You just won the big prize,” she said, passion starting to color her voice. “Lets go to my room. That way we won't have to worry about anyone walking in on us.”

Jason stood with her legs wrapped around his waist and started moving for the bedroom. Bending, he stole a kiss form her moist lips and almost dropped her when he felt her wet tongue enter his mouth. Breaking the kiss, he said, “You better stop that or I’ll drop you before we get to the bed.”

“Hmm…” she said, kissing him on his neck and rubbing his shoulders.

He needed to get to the bedroom, and fast. He opened the first door he comes to. Luckily, it was Donna’s room and not Kory’s. Placing her on the king-sized bed, he followed her down. Taking her lips again, he proceeded to show her the true meaning of French kissing.

Her tongue met his bold and strong, mingling, mixing, forever sparing with his. Her taste, her smell was making him mindless. *Whoa Jason, slow down. Get it under control before yoallyally loose it. *

Breaking the kiss, Jason’s lips started traveling to her ears, her neck, her collarbone, between her breasts. She tasted of everything that would ever appease his hunger.

Rising up, he took a hold of her shirt and helped her raise it over her head. That’s when he saw she was not wearing a bra. Her beautiful creamy globes with their dusky hard tips were a temptation he didn’t even want to try resisting.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Donna cupped her breasts in both hands and offered them too him. Even though she was a virgin, she was feeling downright naughty. “Come here and suck. Suck my titties.”

Jason wasted no time g whg what she wanted. He used the tip of his tongue to tease the beckoning nub. The stimulation caused the nipple to harden.

She gasped, amazed at how good that felt... wanting Jason to continue... wanting to feel him suck. Grabbing his head and keeping it close to her breast, Donna got out a quick “Don’t stop.”

Jason had no plans on stopping.

After flicking and lapping at her defenseless nipple, took the swollen gland in his mouth and sucked hard.

Donna moaned at the sensation. All of a sudden, she felt tingly and aching between her legs. Her clit was throbbing, demanding attention and lubricating her love hole. If his mouth made her feel like this, she couldn’t wait to see what it could do on the rest of her body.

Feeling Donna squirm beneath him, Jason decided it was time to give the other breast some attention too. Latching on to the other nipple, he licked and teased it until it hardened too.

Getting impatient with the clothing that kept her from him, Donna started tearing at Jason’s shirt. Raising his head, he started, “I can help you if...” The sound of his shirt ripping kept him from saying more. Grinning at the tatters of his old shirt hanging form his muscular frame, he said, “Strong and sexy. I think I like this.”

Working on his jeans, Donna murmured, “Shut up, Jason. Help me get you out of these jeans be the they end up like your shirt.”

“I’m assuming we’re both getting naked here?” he asked, unoninoning his 501s and pulling them down, boxers and all.

“Yes, we’re getting naked,” she confirmed, doing the same with her skirt and underwear. When she turned around, she was confronted with the sight of Jason’s dick, protruding from his body like a flagpole. She couldn’t help it. Her mouth fell open and begin to fill with saliva. He had a monster. It had to be at least 9 inches, and as thick around as her wrist. She knew that would hurt going in.

But she couldn’t wait to try it.

Actually, there were a few other things she wanted to try. “You stay right here. I have to go and get something.” Giving a saucy wiggle of her backside, Donna disappeared in her bedroom closet.

Jason couldn’t wait to get in her. He kept seeing her as she was, when she first revealed herself to him. Firm breasts that stood up on their own, nice muscular tone, narrow waist, lush hips, long legs and a small bush of pubic hair hiding the treasure he so wanted to taste.

Smiling, he thought, *when she gets back, I’ll satisfy all my hungers and hers, too. *

Walking over to the bed, he lay down and waited for Donna to come back and attend to him. He didn’t expect to see her with her lasso in hand. “What’s that for?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“How would you feel about letting me tie you up and having my wicked way with you?” she asked him, licking her lips.

“Will you promise to make me like it?” he asked.

Smiling at his answer, she replied, “Oh yes, I promise we BOTH will love it.”

Laying spread eagle on the bed, he beckoned her closer. “What you waiting for? Come and do your worst.”

Moving to the bed, Donna straddled his chest and proceeded to tie him up, one hand at a time to the headboard. While she was working on his left wrist, Jason was using his right hand to make her even wetter then what she was.

Looking her dead in the eye, he spoke. “You know I want to eat you like candy, don’t’ you?” Hearing her moan and feeling her stop tying his wrist, he said, “I want to eat this...” Moving his hand between her legs, dipping his middle finger deep into the warm moistness he found there, then moving his now wet digit along her slit, he found what he’d been searching for. “...until you scream and cum into my mouth.” As he said it, he flicked his wet finger back and forth across her painfully erect clit. Felling her vibrate on his stomach, he started making circular motions with that same finger around and around her clit. “I can’t wait.”

Feeling like she was going to faint, Donna decided she couldn’t wait either. He had excited her that badly. Giving a frustrated scream, she rapidly started untying his arm. *Fuck this. I can do this any old time when I’m married. Right now, I need Jason’s mouth on me! *

Seeing that his teasing had earned him his freedom, Jason decided to make it up to Donna for costing her her bondage fantasy. Sitting up in the bed, he grabbed her by her waist and prly fly flipped her over on the mattress. Hearing her panting, he debated if he should tease her, but after feeling her push his head towards her juicy looking slit, he changed his mind.

He wanted to eat her and he wanted to do it now.

He moved along her body, kissing and licking as he went, until he came face to face with the object of his desires. Taking a deep breath, inhaling her lightly musky sent, he moved closer to his treasure. Taking his fingers and parting hhe she saw the engorged hood of her clit. Above him he could hear her moaning and begging, “Jason… Jason…Please. Don’t tease me. I need you so bad.”

“Are you ready to cum, Donna?” he asked, teasher her clit with brief licks of his tongue.

Hearing that tiny frustrated scream again, Jason decided to put them both out of their misery. With his fingers keeping her open, Jason leaned forward and captures her clit with his lips.

“Arghhh!” came the impassioned moan fromna. na. “Gods! That’s incredible,” she whimpered. “Keep doing it. Don’t stop,” she begged, bringing her thighs around his head, locking him in place.

This didn’t bother him. He didn’t plan on going anywhere. *Damn! * He thought. *She evens tastes like a virgin. * Taking his time, he rapidly started flicking his tongue across her clit, drawing more screams from her, making sure he lapped up every bit of cream coming from her virgin hole.

Donna didn’t know if she was coming or going. The way he was eating her should have been against the law. His tongue on her clit was causing a pressure to build up deep in her stomach. Every time his tongue dipped inside her cunt or came back up to strike at her clit, the pressure got worse. All she could do was lay there and thrash her hips and beg him not to stop.

Jason’s wanted to feel her come. He wanted to give her pleasure untold of, but most of all, he wanted to feel her on his tongue. Takinr clr clit between his teeth, he closed his lips around her clit and sucked HARD.

Donna found out which way she was going. She was cumming. No doubt about it.

“Ahhhhh!” She screamed, feeling her orgasm start, ripping through her like fire. Wrapping her legs across Jason’s head, locking his mouth on her cunt, she started riding his face for all she was worth.

Jason continued to suck her until her spasms had passed, trying to relax her and draw out every bit of hertar.tar. Slowly he felt Donna’s legs slip from around his head and fall to the bed. Looking up, he saw her wearing a most blissful expression on her face.

Feeling Jason’s eyes on her, she slowly opened her eyes. Watching a pleased look cross his face, Donna asked, “Something amuses you?”

Staring at her nude body and the lust still apparent in her eyes, he said, “Oh no. Just happy you enjoyed yourself.”

“Oh, the fun hasn’t ended, not by a long shot.” Sitting up, she flipped Jason on his back and straddled him again. Bending down to give him a kiss, she said, “Now it’s time to take care of you...” Grabbing his hard dick, rubbing it against her silt and wetting it, she finished, "... And him.”

“You sure about this? Once I take your virginity, I can’t give it back. It will be mine for as long as we live,” he said watching her tatetate. “You might want to save this first for Terry.”

Shaking her head, “I said I would have sex for two reasons. One, if he was my husband, and two, if it was well worth it.” Looking deep into his blue eyes, she said, “You have shown me a wonderful time and …” she said, pausing, “I want you to finish *damnit! *”

Laughing at the seriousness in that one statement, all he said was, “If you’re sure, come over here and put that tight little pussy on this,” grabbing hisk ank and keeping it steady for her.RisiRising up a little, Donna started to slowly sit on his dick. Surprisingly, it started to slip in easily. Not amazing really since he prepared her well. She was as slick as it was possible to get. Feeling him grab her waist to steady her, Donna went a little farther down on his dick.

She took an inch.

Then another.

One more, until he butted against the proof of her innocence. Moving slowly, pushing against the barrier, testing how strong it was and feeling it start to give. She wouldn't have as much pain she thought. Her cherry was there but not firmly intact. Due to the life she lived, he wasn’t surprised. He really wasn’t expecting for it to be there. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “Do you want the honors, or should I do it”

Feeling him in her body, but wanting him deeper, she said in a strangled voice, “You do it.”

“Hold on. This may hurt.” Tensing his buttocks and grabbing her waist, he thrust up into her tight box even as he pulled her down onto his weapon. Feeling Donna’s walls close tightly on him, he waited for her to relax and become less tense atop of him. There was no hurry. He had managed to seimseimself in her to the hilt.

She had taken the whole nine inches.

The feel of her was making him sweat. Never had he experienced anything so tight on his dick. He couldn’t wait to feel her move.

After the brief pressure and the feeling of something giving, she felt full. Filledoverover flowing. Wondering if the worst is over, she asked, “Is tht?” t?”

“No. This is not it, not even close to being 'IT',” he said. “Are you alright?”

Wiggling her bottom and hearing him groan, she said, “I’m fine, just waiting to see what happens next.”

Grinning up at her, smirking like a man who knows something she does not, he said, “You haven’t seen nothing yet.”

~*~

Kory was thinking that *that* would be the last time she drove three drunken super heroines and one nymphomaniac anywhere, ever again. They were horrible. They screamed out the window, flirted with cab drivers and worse of it all, Sharon narrowly missed puking in her car. She had to help her get into bed before she could leave. That’s what took so long. Instead of the hour or so she expected to be finished by, it took closer to three. She was tired and ready for her bed. Closing the door and stretching, she dropped her car keys in the bowl next to the door and looked around.

Nothing.

Yawning, she thought, *Jason must have called it a night and left too.* Walking past the living room and seeing the shape it was in, she decided she was too tired to deal with it right then. She’d save it for tomorrow.

Going over to rap on Donna’s door and let her know she got in safely, that was when she saw that the door was cracked and that there were sounds coming from inside. Quietly, she pushed the door open a little wider and got the shock of her life.

Donna was getting the fuck of her young life and it was Jason Hart doing the screwing! Damn! Who would have thought? She should just close the door and leave, but the way Donna was screaming and moaning was too much to turn away from. Besides, she was curious. Getting comfortable, Kory settled in for a long session.

~*~

“Yes! Yes. That it. Deeper…Deeper” Donna panted. She was getting the most incredible feeling from Jason’s nine-inch monster buried deep in her cunt.

Grabbing her hips, Jason was thrusting up into her for all he was worth, slamming her down hard. With every thrust, he went deeper and deeper in her tight cunt, slicing through her natural resistance, right up to her womb. Her screaming and moaning lit fires in him, helping him keep up the pace, keeping him stabbing deeper in her box, making him about to cum. He couldn’t hold out for much longer. He felt a tingling on the head of his dick. He was almost there.

“Oh shit, baby. Ride this dick. Ride it like you love it,” he panted.

Donna was trying her best to oblige him, thrusting down onto his upward stroke and rotating her hips. She just loved the feel of her pussy muscles clinging to his thick rod. Every time he touched her womb, she felt like she was going to cum. The more he did it, the closer the feeling got.

Like it was now.

One good thrust would finish it for her. She had that tingle in her clit. That feeling that started at her toes and centered on her clit. That feeling was driving her mad. Not able to take it anymore, she grabbed his head and kissed him hard, whispering between breaths, “Fuck me, fuck me hard! I’m ready to cum!”

*Me too*, he thought. Flipping her over, redoubling his efforts, he started drilling into her wet cunt.

* “GREAT HERA! THAT’S IT! KEEPING DOING THAT!”* she shouted. Suddenly she felt her vaginal walls contract and a wave of red hot burning pleasure swept over her and through her pussy. “Oh god! I’m cuminggggggg. Ahhhhhh. Fuck me, keep fucking me.”

Donna had completely lost it and he was losing it too. Feeling her pussy contract on his dick and start milking his tool, he couldn’t help what happened next. Giving one mighty thrust, burying his dick to the hilt in her, he started to moan (exclaimed?) in her ear. “Aahhh shit! I’m cuming too,” he said, feeling the first hot, salty spurt of cum shoot out the head of his dick. “Yeah! Take it! Take it baby! Take my hot cum. Take it all, ughhhhh!"

As the tidal wave of fuck-shock receded, dying into smaller equally hot spasms of male and female lust, their bodies quieted, no longer soaring the clouds of their raging emotions.

They were so relaxed and tired after their lengthy fucking, neither noticed when the other fell asleep.

Kory, on the other hand, had seen the whole thing. Moving away from her place in the door, she pulled the door closed and went to her own bedroom, closing the door after her. Pleased with what she saw, she reached over and set her clock for 5:00 a.m.

Plenty of time for the lovers to sleep.

And wake Jason so he can leave.

Yawning, Kory wished she could have gotten in on the action, but glad she didn’t. First times were special.

Smiling, Koriand’r went to sleep.

Kory's story continued in Chapter Two!
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