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Lobo - Bigger, Longer and Uncut	By : TimedWatcher Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Crossovers > Threesomes Plus Views: 251 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, Justice League, nor the characters from The DCEU. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Bigger Longer and Uncut
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AN: Originally starting as just an extension of certain scenes that I thought needed it, I eventually decided to give the whole story a makeover. While I think the original still has some good parts, some others showed my inexperience that I hopefully now rectified.

Target: Komand'r, aka Blackfire
Wanted: Alive
Reward: 100,000,000 Drokkens
Known associates: The Teen Titans
Last confirmed location: Sector 2814, Earth

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Starfire floated through the halls of the tower, searching for one of her teammates. "Friend Beast Boy? Friend Cyborg? Friend Robin? Friend Raven?" She called out, each name laced with more and more trepidation. There was an explosion that rocked even her, and she wasn't even on the ground. She dashed through the hall to the living room. There, she found the boy wonder, the changeling and the robot boy all in pieces. Piles of gore laid everywhere, soaking into the carpet. A ghostly white skinned man with frazzled and wild black hair was holding a smoking gun. He turned to see a gasping Starfire, who seemed still too stunned to take in the horror that she was seeing.
"Ah finally. The entertainments here. Fraggin' these punks was too easy." The young man disregarded his weapon and drew the final smoke out of his cigar before tossing the nub.
"You will pay for what you have done!" Her eyes shimmered with jade. Very serious. Very angry. He cracked his knuckles in return. Her fist formed a green power ball, clutching it, she drove it at ramming speed, aiming towards his head. He dodged it easily. Grabbing her ankle, he smashed her to the ground, face down, then whipped her back, then did it again and again. That seemed to take the fight out of her as he let her go and she began crawling rather than flying.
"I thought you Tamaraneans were tough. I've fought tougher slugs at the bottoms of my boots." Speaking of which, he snaked a knife out of the side of his boot. He flipped up that skirt of hers and he took the blade to her cotton candy pink underwear, cutting it off easily, as the freed elastics snapped off her bubbly orange cheeks. "Now that's what I came for." The young redhead had a small strip of red above her young pussy, the lips smooth and puffy. He licked his chops before strapping her on like a feed bag. Grabbing her plump ass, he threw her legs over his shoulders and dug in. Starfire had been out of it after the lashing she got, but she was now twisting and turning as she held on tightly to his head, receiving a different kind of lashing from the stranger.
Starfire's instincts were taking over, revelling in the feeling as she wound her legs around him like a vice. Even he had his limits and wanted off the ride, his arms flying about, first trying to push her off and then trying to unstrap her legs, her pussy bombarding him with unimaginable heat. "Oh my glorg! Yes! Yes! Consume my grabnak!"
He eventually slammed her down in a powerbomb, her back breaking a table. She finally relented, but only because she was sure she had a piece of splintered wood in her.
He saw the blood letting and couldn't help but comment. "That's not the only piece of wood you're getting..." With a mean chuckle, he patted down his skull belt buckle. Pressing his two fingers into the eyes of it, it began to disengage. Starfire stared at it in confusion the beast emerged, and her eyes almost popped out of her head. Not that he could blame her.
"Sorry 'bout tha sixteen inches." He shoved himself into that red hot fire crotch without any thought. Starfire's insides could already not handle it and it was just the head of the snake. As he fed her more, the thing looking almost comical with how such a girthy thing fit into such a small pocket. Hitting past a barrier, his dick deformed her stomach. Starfire screamed in response to the sight, her eyes glowing green again, her hands falling upon his pecs, and unleashing another wave of energy into his chest -- anything in hopes of getting him off and away from her.
Lobo shook a little but didn't move away from her. His nose sniffed, smelling something freshly burnt. Starfire had left black hand prints on him. "Ooooh. Thanks for the rays babe, I always thought I needed a tan there." She powered down, her best shot and it barely phased him. Her head flew back, that cock of his getting further inside her. There was no way that whole thing could get into her. Could it?
Starfire got her answer when it felt like she could feel every inch of it travelling inside her, and it still wasn't the full thing. It felt like it was going to come out of her mouth!
Her mind went completely blank, unable to comprehend what was going on, basically becoming a living fleshdoll. His body rocked into hers as she remained relatively lifeless. "Come on. I know you were enjoying it before." Another inch into her and unexpectently, she started screaming and thrashing about.
"HYAAAAAAAA~!" She threw back her head and shouted to the heavens, her eyes radiating.
'Bout time. He never took this long with any other chick. He throttled his hands around her throat, wanting her to shut up. It was great to hear her pain, but the only thing that should puncture his ear drums is speed metal.
"Hrrrrgh..." He grunted out ugly, ready to deliver.
There was an eruption from both sides. Her exploding juices shot first as she let out a choked gargle before clamping around him in a seal. "GLCK!"
Big mistake.
As he let loose, he could see her reaction to her being filled up. Not for long however, as his boys sent her flying off his dick and into the wall. Starfire remained up, almost a trophy of his accomplishment, before naturally unpeeling and falling to the floor.
He leaned over the naked orange girl still covered in, and leaking, his spunk. "Hey red -- wake up." He grabbed her hair and began pulling her up. After a quiet moan, her eyes slowly fluttered open, and that once intelligent shimmer in her green eyes was gone, now slightly dimmer. It was clear she was working on a different wavelength now, all thanks to his mighty third fist.
She smiled.
"I want to introduce you to friend Raven."
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A tired Raven stood at her door, looking to her communicator. She saw she had missed urgent calls from pretty much every member of Titans East. A hint of her distress and confusion was lit up by the device, wondering why none of the other had Titans alerted her.
She pressed her door panel button, the thing sliding up.
Raven's eyes flung wide.
The mostly nude Starfire with her heaving bosom caught Raven completely off guard as her hour glass shaped orange body contrasted sharply with the gunmetal grey corridor like she were the sun itself. "Oh glorious friend Raven! I have such wonderful news!" She floated behind Raven, who was still wide eyed, not liking how close the nude girl was to her and was about to protest, when her attention was kept forward; a thudding of feet and rattling chains intimidating to say the least. "A legendary Czarnian wants to show you wonderful pleasures."
Raven nearly leapt back when she saw the ghostly white figure, but something was holding her in place, preventing her escape. "Azarath-"
*FWUMP*
His fist might as well have been rocket propelled with how fast it hit her stomach.
A wad of spit flew out from her mouth, coating each side of her lip. She would've instantly collapsed, if not for Starfire propping her up
Starfire carried a debilitated Raven by her shoulders, dragging her feet along the floor. "ehrrrrrrr..." A defeated Raven groaned out, drooling all the way
"Red here told me about your freaky witch powers." Lobo stuck a thumb in his belt line and gave it a quick hoist. "I frackin' HATE magic." He watched as the alien girl adjusted the empath on her cape, her heavy chest clattering together in subtle jiggles as she made Raven look peaceful, her short red bangs hanging loose and away from her forehead. "Wonder where I should put it..."
She flew back over Raven towards him. "Oh! Put it in her Vorgnok!"
"... her WHAT?" Lobo was pretty experienced in alien language, but even he didn't know that one. Her toes bent in her thigh-high violet boots with two inch silver platform soles, leaning into his ear and whispering as she explained.
Lobo jolted upright. "Ooooh, the hershey highway? Good idea."
Her leotard rode high between her shapely powder grey thighs and legs, the black material like a knifes edge, nearly revealing everything. Even he thought this was a bit risque for a girl her age. "What a slut..." Lifting her up by her wide silvery ass, he pushed her plump thighs and thin legs back, to caress her pillowy bottom, which poured out into his pinching fingers, all while loving the way her leotard rode up like a thong, exposing it's heart shape.
He pulled on it, and it snapped with a firm tug; the leotard snapped back over her stomach, exposing her slender waist, despite the flabbiness of her derriere. Her wrinkle was a darker gray than the rest of her and her netherlips were tight, sealed and smooth. Setting her back onto the bed, he pried her limp legs apart, and over the edge of the bed, he swung his erection over top.
Raven awoke to something poking at her. "Mnnfmm-huh?"
She was instantly petrified by the red eyes in the shadows above her, but then she felt something below. Something she had never
"Nuuoooooh... stooooopp... this is wrooooong..." Raven sounded completely out of it. She leaned back and looked up, seeing the pepperoni sized pink areolas of Star. "Star-" Raven huffed as she couldn't struggle out of the powerful hold of her best female friend.
"Friend Raven, thanks to Lobo, you will experience the best shorganlorf in your life!" That spirited claim by Starfire had Raven on high alert.
His dickhead squished, working to expand her small hole, before it breached through.
*SLLRCH*
"NOOO!" Her hands became claws, swinging into the bed as she tried to brace herself while swinging her head back and forth in disbelief, but there was no impact, but just a slow lurching sensation as his long dick slithered through her gut, his mighty dick making room for itself as it trudged along.
*SLLSH*
Raven hyperventilated, staring over her ruined costume and vag to that long cock of his as more and more entered her. It was like something out of a bad dream as she clung to the knee of her friend. She had no other analogues for what she was experiencing, other than when she was stabbed once, but this was an all encompassing tear down of her asshole, like a total takeover of her brain.
Star also watched with the opposite reaction, jealous over what her friend was currently suffering through. She refused to wait her turn, straddling the goth girls face, she forcefully dropped her heavy round orange cheeks onto Raven. She started by glancing her netherlips against Raven's nose, before she began grinding her juicy pussy hard anywhere that bumped against her.
Raven called to her friend. "MsMtMaMrFFFMMMF!" That vibration caused the frustrated Starfire to then really grind her honeypot against Raven's lips.
"Oh, friend Raven, thank you!" Starfire's glee was palpable as Raven accidentally licked up her juices.
With Lobo continuing to ram deep into her ass and her best friend riding her face...
Raven just...
Gave in.
Her grey hands rose up, clenching onto the thighs of Starfire with a death grip, her slender fingers sinking into the plump flesh and pulling her red and orange crotch further down, her tongue darting into Starfire's snatch, devouring and suckling. Star sprouted up, like she had just jumped into a cold lake and wanted to get out, before relaxing back. Starfire's head threw back, her jaw dropped, her own tongue wagging falling heavy over her bottom lip.
Raven then turned her attention to the man that started all this. "Oh, yeah..." It scratched out raspy from her throat as he laid his pipe down into her guts.
Lobo liked her lackadaisical sluttiness. "Yer a pain slut, aintchya?" Raven neither confirmed nor denied, a shifty glance from her telling him everything.
Raven was confident and in control of her own pleasure though, even as he slid back and forth into her asshole with his gargantuan tool; Raven reached down and began stroking her own clit, her middle finger with it's long black colored nail revolving slowly clockwise. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck~" It dragged out of her croaky -- she was close.
Raven went back to focusing on her friend, slowly lapping at those sensitive folds. Starfire was going with the flow, her stomach moving back and forth in waves, her arms moving through her red hair like a shampoo commercial. Starfire threw her head back. "X'hal!" Her eyes flashed a solid green, her bountiful chest thrusting upwards, her whole body arching and going stiff.
With slam, Lobo gave everything to Raven. There was a squelching as he coated every inch of her innards.
Retrieving himself from her asshole *SHLORP*, it nearly sent her into another spiral. She sunk her top teeth into her bottom lip, her eyes nearly going crosseyed for a moment before she blinked them back to normal. "OooOOooOoo..." She could feel the humid air emanating out from her opening, caused by her warm alcove and his boiling batter. Raven could tell instantly that she had been gaped and it would never be as tight as it once was, which oddly seemed okay with her.
Raven felt empty without him.
She needed his dick again.
Raven tried to clench herself shut while attempting to get up, but his sperm came spilling out onto her bed. She had to force her ass into the air just to stem the tide into a slow trickle. She was gonna make such a mess...
"Let me help, friend Raven!" Starfire floated over to between Raven's thighs, her red hair draping over her right shoulder as she curled her head down. "Mmmmm..." With closed eyes, Starfire ate the anal creampie willingly and hungrily, swirling her tongue in fast paced flicks to all sides of the gaping dark grey rosebud. Raven winced as her thorough friend soothed her still sensitive and worn ring.
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He sat like a king in their living room, both girls polishing his protruding pole.
Raven's dainty grey fingers were currently sliding up and down his engorged shaft, drawing every vein he had so she could imprint it into her mind. Measuring his diameter and shape with her opening mouth, she drooled as her face hung over his cock. Her jaw practically had to distend to take the head in, her violet bobcut acting like a curtain to her drooling half lidded features. "SHOOOO GEWD... ERGH-ULK" Raven spat it up again, giving it a few more strokes before handing it off back again to Starfire.
"Alright Blackfire. Enough fun." He whipped out a massive six shooter from his belt, pointing at the sucking red haired girl.
She seemed confused as she removed him from her mouth with a pop. "I am not my sister Blackfire. I am Starfire." She seemed earnest about it. Lobo looked at her trashed teammates, then back to her, as Raven was back to bobbing her head on his cock again.
Oops.
Ah frack it.
"So where the heck would your sister be?" He asked with a furrowed brow, eyes firmly locked on the nude red head.
"I am sorry that I do not know, but I heard friend Terra talking about her in this closet." The tanned skin beauty took flight over to a wall with what appeared to be a miscolored section. Lobo was intrigued and followed her. Raven reached for him but he paid her no mind. When Lobo was closer to Starfire, she pressed a button and it gasped open.
"Star what are you do- whWHAAAAAAA!" The petite girl weighed nothing as he held her upside down by her ankle, blonde hair loose and dangling.
"What have we got here." The round device she held fell to the ground. He placed his foot on it, his weight all in, crushing it. "Now little girl. You have ten seconds to tell me where she is..." He pulled her up and got into her face, his crimson orbs glowing. "Or you're gonna end up on the pike. And I don't mean the wooden kind either."
She didn't quesiton the threat, and with a stutter, she told him. "I was contacting Titan's East. They've been watching her since she got to Earth. Now they're held up at Hive Academy with her."
"Hive Academy huh?" Placing her upright, he slapped the noodley blonde girls ass which were covered in bright yellow short shorts, his hand big enough to cover around the whole thing. "Get me the coordinates fuck slut." Terra ran to the living rooms computer and displayed it for him.
Terra huffed, her body slumping into a slouched, relaxed position over the console.
Then she felt his hand on her shoulder, a flash of another older man's touch replaying in her head. "Here's the thing girlie: I lied"
"Aaah!" Terra gasped as she was thrown backwards, though it wasn't too harsh, as she was able to get onto her knees and try to scramble away.
Lobo only had to gesture to the two girls.
Terra came to a skidding stop as the nude grey and nude orange girls floated in front of her. She didn't have a chance to react as they collided with her, as Raven and Starfire held her down. "WAUGH! STOP!" She scrambled as both girls knelt at her side.
Both of them peeled off her banana yellow shorts with the black sides. They then swooped in, kneading her cheeks. Their groping hands had their own personalities; Starfire's playful alien curiosity pulling and pushing into the pancaked assed girlie cheek of Terra, while Raven pinched her nails into Terra's small yet pert bum, as if prepping her for future pain as her nails dug in but didn't break skin.
Terra was built like a twig, and lacked even the basic curvatures. Either she was a late bloomer, or she just flat out wasn't as gifted as Starfire and Raven, but she had one of the most primo looking pink pussies he had ever seen; her lack of ass an asset, as it allowed him to see everything, from her coinslot to her dime sized asshole.
The angle was awkward and Lobo had to squat down.
Out it came.
Just one look over her shoulder at his hose, and Terra cried out, throwing her golden fleece like hair from side to side. "No! No! It'll never fit! Stop! Stoooop, ple-e-e-eaaase..."
Seeing his python between her cheeks actually made him feel sorry for the petite young thing.
He had to give her credit: She was right. His head kissed with the bald cunny, but did little beyond pushing her away.
He had to place his hands on her narrow shoulders to bring her into himself. Her baby blues strained, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head, the corners of them wet and leaking, and for Terra, it was like she was being split in twain.
She wasn't a virgin -- Slade saw to that already, but god...
Punching through, her eyes bulged. Her fingers bent. "It hurts! It huuurrts!" She cried out pointlessly again and again, like nobody could hear her. She caterwauled to her so called friends. "PLEASE LET ME GO! I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Terra's throat and voice strained, her eyelashes flecking out tears with every hurried blink as his inches burrowed into her. Terra's neck wavered, her head hung. Terra nearly howled out when she saw the outline of his penis in her stomach, looking like it was about to pierce through.
The sides of her pussy looked like an open ziploc bag, and as he rocked back and forth into Terra, her medicine pink ring flexed out into a small 'o', but never went beyond that; a tantalizing invite to say the least.
Her spine arched as much as she could, but it did little to help. She was nothing but shallow breaths, like she was about to start bawling every single time. "HOH-HUCK-UNGH-UGH" Her elbows felt sharp while digging into the floor, her shoulder blades popped out protruding.
When it was fully inside, Terra felt nothing. For a moment, the world was still, her blue eyes remained unblinking as they drained like a faucet.
Even as he pounded her, causing slight fidgets forward from her, it was like she had died -- and that was how she wanted it to be.
Her wandering eyes amongst the bloodied carnage then saw a familiar green body.
Terra wanted to run to him, but she was stuck in place.
"Beast Boy... BEAST BOOOOOY!" His orgasm coincided with the call of his name, as Lobo filled her up to the brim, causing spillage to the main Titan room floor.
The girls had to hold her just so he could get it out again, which flung out of her formerly tight slit.
Terra collapsed into a puddle of his splooge and her tears; face down and still blubbering about some lamewad.
Lobo turned his back on the scene.
"Master Lobo, where are you going? Do you not want to breed us?" Both girls laid sprawled out on the floor, their knees and thighs compressed, but propped up by their hands, their arm falling in between their breasts.
"Sorry ladies." He wagged his shlong in the air before stuffing it back into his pants with a grimace. "I got a wayward bitch to catch."
Raven's fingers 'come hithered' into her palm, inviting him back. "Don't keep us waiting long..."
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His bike cooled as it settled into the hangar. Plenty of other vehicles here. None of them worth a crap. One was marked with a Titans East logo. Just as the little welp told him. How sweet... two sides coming together for one goal. Except there was only side that mattered:
His.
He cocked dual rounded machine guns. They were big and heavy and full of lead. He knew he was ready.
Pressing the button of a door, a hallway with teenagers in costumes of all shapes and sizes stood in his way. There was a rip and he cut them down like they were nothing, not even taking aim while doing it. After the turning them into minced meat, he began running. Everything seemed quiet. Then all the metal doors surrounding him down this long stretch opened and out came nerd after nerd after nerd with a division symbol on their chests. "Howdy!" They all said in unison. He let loose and didn't stop. Frackin' losers can go to hell! There were moments he felt like they wouldn't stop emerging from their respective rooms. His guns eventually started cocking, smoke billowing out, blue LEDs that once said 999 now read 000. He dropped them to the ground without a second thought, thankful there weren't more of 'em.
Just ahead, some herculean beast of a man came charging towards him like a rhino. Whipping out his hook chain, Lobo plunged to one knee in anticipation, his body stiff and ready to strike. The behemoth continued to charge at him, and Lobo rolled swiftly, lashing out with the pointed side in an uppercut.
Standing up, the ugly bastard behind him turned to give chase again, but came to an immediate stop to hold his sides from spilling out. Blood poured from his mouth as Lobo tugged once and proceeded to rip his guts out. F minus plan, but he had metal as fuck hair though, had to give him that.
When everybody else was too scared to come out, he started breaking into rooms and shooting any occupant with his revolver filled with uranium slugs. Of course, one room did catch him off guard. A grey skinned girl was shaking her ass directly at the door. No. She was doing more than that. She had her fingers between her legs and she was giving herself the business pretty insistently. She took hold of a pillow and began mewling like a cat in heat. Her head then popped up, her ridiculous pink hair now obvious. Although...
He threw up the devil horns in return.
"What are you doing over there? Get over here and fuck me!" With pleasure. Slipping the gun into his holster, he made his walk to her slow and precise, watching her fruitlessly dig in her tiny slit, clearly wanting more than just a couple'a fingers.
"Wait a minute... this ain't a trick is it?" He made sure his leg was out of her view when he started caressing the weapon attached to his hip.
She seemed frustrated now. "Does this look like a trick? I just want something long and hard inside me!"
"Works for me." His paranoia now diminished, he strode over to her while whipping it out. Nudging her, Jinx reached between her legs. Measuring him up, she nearly went apoplectic over the size and shape of it as her tiny hand fingered about the moist helmet.
"What the- are you kidding me?" Her skinny frame flipped over on the bed, barely bending, limber in her movements. Lobo loved the way her iris nervously traced the path all the way back to his groin.
Yet that fear slowly turned into curiosity. "Hey, I thought you said we was fuckin'."
She licked her lips. "Mmmm... first, lemme get a taste of that thing you have..." Her face was cat-like and lusty. He welcomed the challenge of her trying to swallow twenty pounds of his steak. Sinking to her knees, and despite her cockiness, she still managed to be cock shocked by it as it overlaid her face. She breathlessly whispered to herself. "Oh my gosh..." She reached up, touching it, then darted back still not believing it. "Omigosh..." Licking the palm of her hand before trying again, Jinx wobbled it, it's weightiness too much for one hand and she did likewise for the other.
Jinx was mesmerized as her two handed grip could barely peel the foreskin back.
Jinx needed to taste it.
Her tongue teasingly danced, the small pink organ swimming outside her mouth. "Aaaaahlhuummmmpfff-" Jinx clamped her mouth around it, salivating around it as it pushed on the roof her mouth, her teeth, everything. Her face chipmunked, cheeks stuffed. Yet despite the uncomfortable looking expression, to his surprise, she moved an inch towards him. "KAH-" Her throat cleared, and Jinx forced it further, steamrolling past her tonsils without a gagging noise as it fed down more and more into her esophagus.
Her nose cinched, her eyes squinted, as he forced her jawline into distending open even further. With newly wet eyes, she stared down the barrel of his lightning bolt covered sausage. Her tongue and teeth were visible in the middle of his shaft as she impaled herself on his length in a way that seemed painful; her neck strained full, a solid wedge of a snake crawling through the tube there.
As she dragged herself along, Jinx grabbed his heavy hanging jewels and began playing with them, lifting one, then the other. "Ah shit-"
His stuff waterfalled down her gullet.
Jinx liked it at first, but it was starting to become overwhelming for her and if it wasn't her stomach, something else was gonna burst.
She put her hands on his knees, managing to push herself off him. "Fwah~!" It didn't help, as he was still like a fire hose, unleashing torrent after torrent on her, but it was a sensation she welcomed as his hot wads landed in inconsistent but heavy sprays. "Hwuuh huuwh..." She gasped for air all while allowing herself to be painted, which made the skin over her already visible ribs stretch even thinner. With open palms and her tongue out, she looked like a girl wanting to taste and touch the rain
Jinx was awash in his afterglow, his white gunk practically seeped into her every pour, while dollops dripped or broke off like hanging webs to the floor.
Languidly, she cleaned herself with her mouth, her eyes never blinking, locked with Lobo.
He scratched his head while she finished up. "How does a tiny teen like you get used to a cock like this?"
"You should see my boyfriend, Mammoth..." She made her point by giving his leaky head a kiss. "Think of me like a mosquito-" With a smug, cat like expression and a face full of cum, she invaded the alien bounty hunter's personal space, unafraid, her slender finger running between his pecs. "You'd have to hit me pretty hard to make me stop."
"Ain't that the truth..." Lobo let his guard down to appreciate the cutie, a cheesy smirk slapping onto his face. Weirdly for him, he began looking rather fondly on the spritely young girl, thinking of her in a way that extended beyond being just another notch in his belt, and she seemingly looked up to him with a similar reverence, those pink cat eyes big and shimmering.
"Now Speedy!" What the-
A different voice out of nowhere. Before he could turn, he felt the shot rip through his middle. Lobo looked down to see a ticking timer. He didn't move as he saw the girl he'd been screwin' make a run for it.
There was an explosion. Puffs of smoke wafted in a cloud, covering most of the room.
Bumblebee hugged the red bowman known as Speedy saying 'we did it', joyous in their victory.
Jinx walked up to them, naked as a jay bird, raising an eye brow, hands at her sides. "Hey! I helped too."
Speedy pulled at his collar seeing the pink haired girl like this, even if he was disappointed. "Did you really have to suck his-"
The celebration was cut short as a chain rattled out from the soot and cinder, hooking into the back of Speedy's head, hurling his body into the smog. There was a gory rip as the socketed piece of steel was pulled out, the young archer's body tossed towards them. That had the girls react in fright and distracted, allowing Lobo to leap out at them, grabbing Bumblebee in a headlock and Jinx by her midsection.
"That wasn't the kind of explosion I was hoping for. Ready for round two?" Bumblebee was prying at the fist attached to her face, while Jinx was beating his chest and kicking his back, yelling.
"Hey ya horny minx." He held up that thin little body with that flat chest above his head with one hand. "Go get me Blackfire while I have some quality one on one time with your leader."
"Oh yeah? Make me!" She strained in his grasp, her teeth on display. "And she's not my leader!"
Bringing her downwards, he stuck out his elongated purple tongue in the kind of manner a rock star would, her legs kicked as her little body descended towards his ugly face.
There was a jolt of electricity when it tickled her cunny, and Jinx threw back her head in response. When she was about to get lost in it and truly enjoy the feeling, she was thrown down. Lobo threw a stern finger at the door. Her naked feet pitter pattered out of the room, leaving him to chew the fat.
Grabbing both her arms, he twisted them in place and brought her down face first into the same bed he had to used to fuck Jinx. "Bet this isn't the first time you've been bent over by a man with a gun." He chuckled.
Her neck stiffened long. "Screw you!"
"You sure got a mouth on ya, but I'm not interested in it." He was all confident smiles until he saw it. His red eyes almost bulged out of his sockets. The contour of her ass in her black vinyl tights had him out of his mind. It was bigger than any of the girls he'd been fuckin' so far. Even Starfires didn't compare. "You'll hold still if you know whats good for ya." He pulled out a knife from its pouch before placing it between her legs. She gasped, feeling the cold of the steel. Her pants were skin tight and he'd cut her for sure if he pressed it in any further against her.
Like a surgeon, Lobo worked his way up, Bumblebee cooed as she felt the point of the blade dance dangerously close on the edge of splitting her open rather than just splitting her outfit. Free now, they almost popped out, their heft even more clear now as they hung in the air.
Like a child getting a gun on christmas, he grabbed her ebony globes with wonderment. "Ooooooh. Look at this jungle booty..." As he kneaded both, he figured that she should be ready for a nice thick Lobo injection.
Reaching with his thumb and finger for her meaty vulva and clit, both of which had a greasy reflective sheen, he spread those dark chocolate lips, revealing a raw chicken colored interior. "Earth girls are all pink on the inside..."
Taking her by her wrists, one stab from his cock shunted her forward. Open mouthed disbelief framed on her features before she fell back down. Her chin adjusted so she wasn't buried face down in the pillow. He pumped her at a speed and pace that really made her shiny and smooth cheeks ripple and clap. Bumblebee looked about ready to tap out as she breathed rapidly and heavy through clenched teeth. "You like that girlie?"
Bumblebee would be lying if she said 'no', so she just kept her mouth shut. Her eyes shut, her nostrils flared. "Oooh shiiiiit!" Bumblebee didn't like swearing, but that dick of his was tearing her ass up.
Her damp forehead came down; her upside down vision caused vertigo as she spied between her breasts his ghostly white giant swinging balls as they beat her into submission. "Oh mah gawd..." Bumblebee was the kinda girl that preferred white guys but would never admit it -- but she didn't mean this white. She had to admit though, she loved that sound of skin to skin connection; raw and powerful. "Nnnnnuh-yer so goddamn... BIG!" She moaned out, her voice like honey.
Bumblebee eventually gave in, her spine curving like an animal presenting, her top teeth sinking into her luscious bottom lip. "Whose your daddy?" He grinned like a shark.
"Oooooh! You are, Lobo!" She practically sang out.
He then heard the exasperated breath of that girl that had blown him earlier.
"Back already?" He said while driving into Bumblebee, the sound of which got Jinx to leak down her thighs and make her momentarily forget why she came running back.
Jinx was trying to say something in between inhales, but he almost wasn't paying attention.
"She-"
Heave.
"Escaped."
Lobo was livid.
He ripped himself out of the black girl, causing several orgasms in one go. Eshewing the spasming pile of ebony beauty who now flailed and pulled out the covers, Lobo got up, barely managing to fit his swinging dick back inside his pants. He knocked down the starkly nude Jinx that couldn't deliver the goods. He should have had her lead him to her rather than try and indulge himself. As he stood out in the hall, she zoomed past the top of his head, and Lobo ran like only a lead footed biker could.
"Come back here!" Lobo yelled out. Blackfire was quickly gaining top speed ahead of him, but Lobo wasn't too worried, as there was only one way out of this dump: the port for docking ships. His bike was there. She may have had a head start, but there was no way she was gonna get past his neubian thrusters. He cocked his bike back, revving it up not once, not twice but thrice. He raised up then shot out, lights in the hangar passing him by as the sunlight broke in through the exit, his rocket engines really giving it their all, his body all too used to the rapid g-force. Emerging, he used every muscle in him for proper re-entry down below, his bike just barely scraping the side of the academy in a nose dive. As if on a ramp, his bike made the leap to a more stabilized position in the air. The empowered flames from the bike skimmed along the water, shooting up sprays of it. "I'm gonna get ya! Just you wait!"
Clearing the water, the expulsion of his engine sent trees whipping and swaying. He saw her now, upskirt and everything. As he thought, she didn't get far enough.
OOF
He wanted the number of that frackin' bus that just hit him.
Oh. He was falling. His bike was going down too. He didn't have much to say besides the fact that this wasn't his worst plummet from sky to terrain, even when he somehow missed all the firewood and branches to break his fall. His ride crashed face first in the dirt, just like him. He hated getting reacquainted with nature like this. Those little specks of dirt were killer to get out of your teeth. "If I find the bastich or flyin' goose that did this..."
"Sorry to disappoint. I'm neither." Landing in front of him was a young blonde with short side swept hair, the back of which almost coming down around her head like a helmet. She sported white tights with long sleeves and a red cape with blue gloves, it was similar to Raven's outfit, in that her lovely gams were on display as it mainly hugged her body between the pelvis. Although there was an anomaly about her outfit. He raised an eyebrow. Why was there a square on her chest? It just showed how flat she was.
"I appreciate the view, but call me in a few years when you got somethin' to show." He laughed. She was appalled, and with a humph, she turned her face, lower lip raised as she folded her hands over her chest. "That little stunt in the air was real cute babe. Normally I'd stick around, but I got quarry to catch. I'll let it slide if you get out of my face." He tried to head towards his bike but she quickly got in his path.
She stood firm. "I'm Powergirl and I'm here to stop you. Whoever you are."
"Look flat chest, I've fried bigger fish and I've tried bigger tits. Don't make things difficult for yourself." She gave him a thundering slap.
Alright. Can't say he didn't warn her. "Since we're getting the pleasantries out of the way, I'm Lobo. L as in lacerator, and OBO as in, OBLITERATE BITCH ONSITE." He quick drew his unshapely pistol and fired into her chest, sending her flying into tree behind her. He twirled it into his holster and ran to her before she could get her bearings. He threw a big fist into her pretty face, sending her back into it. It did little damage to her but gave him the opening he needed. "This all could have been avoided if you had just let the main man do his thing." Staring at the mark on her chest, instead of an entry wound, there was a bruise, he realised the window box on her outfit finally did serve a purpose:
A perfect target. Unsheathing one of his hook blades, he sliced it across her pelvis, which, to no surprise, didn't leave a mark on her teflon skin, but did open up her outfit for easy access to her pussy, which was smooth, pink and a tight innie.
"Dang. Was hoping to see a blonde garden." Realising what he meant, her gloved hand pressed against his face, trying to force him off. She wasn't able to get any momentum as she was caught between a tree and a hard place.
He fished out his rod, and grabbed her silky smooth thighs and pressed the head against her slit. Her hands balled up and banged on his head, but she froze up when she felt it get past her tight lips. As he snaked more and more in, her hands fell onto his shoulders and Lobo could feel her squeeze around his girth and see her face freaking out. "Ah. Are you likin' it blondie?"
She sucked air through her teeth, looking intense and fearsome in that moment.
Lobo's question got him a punch to the face for his answer.
He continued regardless.
"Haah god... stop, you... creep..." Her words lacked fight, but when her arms came around behind his head, he expected her to pull on his hair, but her open hands just squeezed into fists, that subtle squeak of rubber in her gloves in his ear. Then, when her legs hiked up, he expected her to try and buck him off, but she just wrapped them around his back, holding on to him tight. That's when he knew she was done.
So he stopped.
"Wha-what are you doing?" She stammered out.
He checked a nonexistant watch on his wrist. "Oh look at the time. It's time for you to tell me where Blackfire is."
She bit her lower lip, scrambling for a way to get Lobo to continue or try to get out of it, but the pleasure she got trying to escape had her desperate. "Blackfire's held up in a Metropolis League safe house." She admitted coldly.
"Metropolis?" Of all the lame and sewer suckin places he could be, he had to go to a place called 'Metropolis'... well she gave him what he needed, so she deserved something.
He shoved deep into her and she squealed like a pig. A burst of quick spirited moaning followed as he repeated his motions, dragging her back and forth. "UUUUHNF - UH HUH - AH AAH AH - OoooOoooyah!" It was like it all had to come out at once. The facade of the super heroine broke easily, sounding like a high pitched valley girl in the backseat of a car.
"Have some dignity, Power Slut." He muttered, still giving her the business. As he began his final thrusting, her legs bounced in tandem, her face was like an absolute whore who couldn't get enough. He was pretty apt at that kind of thing. Wrapping his arms around the tree, he drove into her one last time, shooting her up with his boys. He pulled out of her and she fell, completely dishevelled, her intimate area leaking his juices. The tree they had been using now had a huge sunken in indent from their session. "Get my bike out of the dirt Power Bitch."
"Wait. Aren't you going to finish me?" She said, her gloved hand hovering over her gaping and still hungry pussy, Powergirl used any will power she could to hold off from going crazy and shoving them in and just doing it in front of him like a wild animal.
"You've wasted too much of my goddamn time here already. I've got places to be." He gave her the evil eye, and she relented to him by doing as he commanded.
He took stead of his bike, the engines shotgunned, and he was off again. He looked back, only to see her having fallen on her knees in the dirt, stabbing her fingers harshly in between her legs.
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His riding took him to the heart of the City of Tomorrow, knowing full well where it was thanks to some very lonely Kansas farm maidens willing to give him the advice in exchange for a quick ride. Landing out front, he made his intentions known when it powered down. "Alright you buncha alien sympathizers! You got ten seconds to send Blackfire out or be vaporized off this Earth like you should have been a long time ago!" His eyes blinked rapidly, nobody seemed to respond.
"ONE!" Nothing. His voice counted down. He primed his death blaster, turning it on, the center began rotating, even more and more rapidly. Beeps started and as they got whinier, he steadied it on his shoulder, almost ready to fire. "TEN!"
His gun fired, but not at his intended target. It shot wildly into the air and was further yanked out of his grip and it took a tumble to the ground, shattering it to bits. Wonder Woman... or more approrpriately, Wonder Loli, had appeared at the scene, and if not for her, he would have wiped out more than the front door. "What the frickin frackin crap are you doin'? I'm tryin' ta work here!" He hopped off his bike, staring down the pre-teen girl with the lasso and shoulder length black hair. He wasn't exactly a patriot of this stinkin' planet, but seeing the red white and blue colors flown on a hot little firecracker like her made him salute in his shorts.
"Blackfire is no longer your jurisdiction. She seeks asylum here, and her fate is that of the Earth's to decide now, Lobo." She was tough, for a little lady, her hands on her sides, standing firm and proud despite being so young. She was pint sized and flat chested like Powergirl, and despite all her pomp and circumstance, she couldn't be a less intimidating figure if she tried; the solid gold symbol on her chest and around her petite waistline clinging on for dear life.
When she started talking, he couldn't have been more disinterested. He instead focussed on his shoulder mounted laser cannon as she flapped her gums. "This thing cost me 1 million drokkens, and I'm gonna see you make a down payment on it one way or another."
Wonder Woman smiled at this as she pulled the lasso tightly between her two fists. "Good. Make your fight with me."
"Oh I'll make my fight with you, and a whole lot worse." Lobo cracked his knuckles, his usual attitude out the window. The strong and serious Wonder Woman did little waiting as she launched herself with an amazonian battle cry. It would almost be threatening if her voice was a pitch deeper, she were a little taller... oh who was he kidding.
Despite her tiny arms, she still packed a wallop. The punch he felt would have killed a normal man. Too bad for her, he was anything but.
As she attempted to reel back, Lobo just shook his head in disapointment. He grabbed her by her nice long hair and smashed her face against his bike. "I don't normally like doing this, but I think my girl here will understand."
"Oh great Hera..." The look on Wonder Woman's face in her dazed and confused state of pain said enough, her fingers only grazed the sore forehead of her tiara before she was brought down for another blow on the metal hood of the interstellar traveling bike. She slid into a crumpled mess on the ground beside it, which Lobo took the oppurtunity to drive his boot into her spine, then grinding her like one of his tossed cigars. She let out a groan of pain and with his boot firmly planted, he grabbed her arms, twisting them, exposing her armpits inwards to Lobo. They were just on the cusp of their breaking point.
Lifting her face off the street, her legs now struggling against the pavement, Lobo pushed and pulled all at once. She was starting to beg and plead for him to stop. Even she had her limits and he was gonna find out how high. This was a struggle and probably the most sweat he'd ever poured. Even if that was just a droplet down the side of his forehead. He tried revving her arms like his bike, hoping it would give him an edge.
When he thought he was gonna break before her, she let out a deafening screech as her delicate arms popped out of their sockets. He wiped his hands, flexing for a second, even surprised at his own strength. "Tch... even Plastic Man was harder to break."
With her arms out of commission, Lobo felt confident enough to grab her bony and narrow ass with both hands before tossing her on top of his bike. He got himself out like usual, while placing a hand on her lower back, inferring to her what was about to happen and when he was about to get to work, he heard something.
Sniffling.
She was crying.
The great warrior woman from the amazon was crying like the scared little girl she was. Maybe she was sad she had been defeated by Lobo of all people. She had to have known about this kind of outcome that would fall her way eventually. Maybe cause of her young age, she still hadn't given herself to Supes. Too bad for her. Bitch should have known to put out.
His hand grazed through her hair, pawing at her scalp before grabbing it up and yanking her up with the ease of a hand puppet. Her weakness now hidden by welled up tears as she locked eyes with him, fierceness on display in her burning blues. Yet he wasn't scared. That hood ornament she wore with the red star on it was heavily dented in and her face was dirtied with a bit of street muck. "You must feel privileged to have your first time be taken by tha main man."
"If you go through with this, I promise Lobo, you will know what it's like to wish for death like I do now." Despite her defeatist tone, she seemed to believe it.
He let go, dropping her face from view. "Yeah yeah..." He grabbed the back of her star spangled underwear, wrenching it up, as he placed his hard self in between, letting it snap down on his prick. As he slithered up her backside like a snake, there was a change in her demeanor at the feeling of his size. She was not prepared. Now he normally didn't need a reason to get down to it, but sensing her fear had him legitimately excited. Before freeing himself, Lobo ripped the lower part of her outfit in one fell swoop. She bucked against the vehicle, her legs flailing, which he grabbed onto, spread eagling her atop his mode of transportation, then reacquainting himself with a striff prod of her ass. "Now I know what yer thinkin'. You think I'm gonna stick it where the sun don't shine." He said, circling his leaking head around her cute and pink star, that was straining to desperately seal itself away from him. "But I got an eye for yer Wondercunt, Wonder Cunt." Wonder Woman's fight was locked inside her throat when she felt one of his bloated fingers tracing an outline around her sensitive petals, loving the hairless feeling she had down there. Not even a sprout had bud on her field.
Lobo made sure to use his middle one.
"Ah, you like that huh?" Her growl of disgust made him smile from ear to ear. He pushed into her until he was knuckle deep, he surprisingly had little room for movement. He'd have to change that. He pulled it out suddenly, staring at his slick blue finger. "Hmmm, no sand in here." He sniggered down at her.
A single hand of his was able to wrap around her skinny hourglass waistline, hold her in place for his elephant trunk of a cock, giving her pussy some once over swipes. "HHHRAAAUGH! NO! YOU MONSTER!" She gave him the last bit of fight she had, her little booties kicking about. He smacked her peachy buns to get her to calm down, but she was a fighter - and he was gonna change that. He laid over her, applying pressure with his tip even to a point where he had to grimace - was she gonna break first or was he?
What a stupid question. She split open like a bride on her wedding night, a cherry red bursting forth from her hymen's destruction. Wonder Woman's eyes went blank, face frozen into pure direness, her mouth aghast. She fell forward, but he caught her, and he was back to pulling her hair like a six year old, as he wrenched her back, feeding more of himself into her, to the point where a bulge on her neck formed and looked like it was gonna tear in half. If this were anybody but Wonder Woman, not only would that happen, the scalp of her head would have been long gone by now. That was the great thing about her: she would remain beautiful no matter the abuse you heaped on her.
He reared back, delivering one final burial of his dong into her uterus, as he made sure no inner wall of hers wasn't drowning in his stuff. Wonder Woman's form gave up the ghost, collapsing forward, her body becoming braindead putty in his hands, as he let go of her now greasy feeling hair without ceremony. Lobo stepped back, wishing he had a camera to snapshot this momentous sight. She looked perfect, dangling off his bike like a centerfold in one of his sleazy magazines, as gobs of his spunk rained down from her reddened and abused lips, landing in smashing splatters on the cement. After this, her reputation as the greatest and most famous super heroine would be down the drain. Heck, he might even visit her again after he's done with Blackfire - she'd need the work, afterall.
He grabbed her, now holding her lifeless form up, Wonder Woman hung, body slouched with no give on her part, turning clockwise in the breeze, her hair knotting everytime she twisted. Lobo couldn't help but admire his work. The once prim and proper leader of the amazons that had embarassed him with the help of Superman, was nothing more than a rescepticle for his seed. She had proven without a shadow of a doubt how useless she was without big blue.
She finally came to a stop, her bruised face matted with wisps of her hair. "I know you can hear me in there, and I wanted ta grind your failure into your head." He held her close to his face, making sure she felt every bit of his cigar throated and beer blasted breath. "And because of this little stunt of yours, I'm gonna make Blackfire suffer ." He slithered his tongue up her face, tasting her defeat once more. "As for you..." Lobo swung her around like a ragdoll and proceeded to hurl her up the street in one motion.
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Bodies of heroes laid everywhere, people too stupid to have just fled in the first place when they knew he was on his way. Lobo was busy flipping hole filled desks and tables left and right, looking for his intended target. "Little piggy, little piggy..." Just as he had said that, the girl he had chased halfway across the galaxy, Blackfire, cowered against the floor of the one he had flipped.
She attempted to get away on her knees. "Please. No. I don't want to go back!"
"That's a real shame cause I gotta take you back." He reached for her.
She crawled back, holding up a hand partially across her face. "Is there nothing I can offer? I am a princess of a planet! There must be something."
Lobo was about to give her the shpiel about the fact that you can't bargain wit da main man, but then something ticked for him. "Yeah... there's something." He crossed his arms. "Too bad not even your whore of a sister could do it though."
Her eyes lit up. "My... my sister?" She was intrigued. "Well I am the superior sister Mr..."
"Lobo."
"Yes... Mr. Lobo. I am sure we can come to... some kind of arrangement." She rubbed her hands sensually across his skull jock.
He grinned. "Now you're speaking my language." Taking a rest in the big seat, no doubt for some loser like Plastic Man, he took out another stogie and flipped it into his mouth. He pointed to it, which Blackfire leaned over the desk, making sure he saw how her breasts hung, and lithely wavered up a black bolt, firing it up with a spark. Chewing it from side to side, he pulled it out for a second to blow in her flirtatious face. She seemed unphased by it. He swivelled in his chair, out of her view. "If you think you can take the plunge, I'd be willing to let you go. Capiche?" He unleashed his leviathan from its prison, and turned back to see a fearful Blackfire who clearly wasn't ready to see it and let out a quite audible gasp.
"Oh... no problem. We girls on Tamaran handle beasts like this all the time." She was lying. There was nobody on her home planet like this.
Except her father...
He handled his cigar again, dumping ash into a cup that said 'best dad ever', doubtful of her claim, but willing to play along. There was a lull, as Blackfire seemed to be delaying the inevitable. "Come on babe, I don't got all day."
She quickly reached underneath her skirt before tossing her underwear to the side. Both her hands ran through her straight black hair, flipping it out before she floated up and down, straddling his body. She toyed with him at first. Using his prick like a pole, teasing a tit job by placing it between the gap of them, her face with that look like she had everything under control.
He was about to comment on the foreplay and that she should just get to the good stuff, when she floated up and then landed, her body against his, prone like a cat on high alert, hands on his chest, cold metal boots on his stomach, her back arched, her young alien booty pressed against his precum enflamed dick.
The nail of her finger traced the middle of his chest, then scratching off his hairy chin like a match box, peering down into his eyes like a lecherous cat. "Is this what you want big boy?"
Lobo looked neutral. "I want my money, not yer ass..."
"Let me convince you otherwise..." Hotly whispering into Lobo's ear before finally pushing herself backwards. The head began prying and spreading her. Blackfire wasn't even done with the first part and she looked like she wanted to tap out.
She strained, her face contorting, her body trying to shimmy backwards. He was about to call it a day when he popped in, and he almost relaxed if not for her serious concentration. Blackfire closed her eyes, seemingly entering a zone. Not like what Raven did to try and escape him mentally, but something more akin to what a weight lifter might do. More of him seemed to get into her quicker than he realised and she seemed to be nonplussed about the whole thing.
His meaty palms flew onto her buttocks, steadying her. "Maybe I just want that ass o'yers..." That seemed to inspire new life in Blackfires efforts, as she pushed down again. The rush of wanting to get down his flag pole and possibly the change in feeling when he clapped down on her ass caused her to slip, sending him spearing upwards into her.
When she came to a stop from her pole slide, she may as well have been a girl forced down onto a piece of sharp metal, a single tear streaming down her face and an uncharacteristic twitch. Although she tried to sniffle it back and hide it through some heavy breathing, it finally seemed like she was at peace with the proceedings.
"Oh and Blackfire." He said nonchalantly.
She opened one of her closed eyes.
"I lied."
"You what!?" Blackfire was beside herself in anger, her eyes flared with violet energy.
"Don't worry. I got you a new deal and you have my word on this'un." He took his hands off both her ass cheeks, and put them behind his head. "If you can get yourself off my rod o' fun, I'll let you go." Lobo kicked back.
Blackfire's face was flush with pleasure, but she thought her will was mighty enough to do the deed. Placing her hands on his hairy but rippling form, her eyes closed, as she pushed up, her face twitched at the feeling. For every inch she raised, was like a million daggers of orgasms being pushed inside her system. This was it. All or nothing. She'd have to try harder. Blackfire raised herself inch by inch, then doubled that, then tripled that. She was almost home free despite every point she stopped at seeming even slicker than the last. Even Lobo was impressed.
Then something snapped before the home stretch. Blackfires head began to shake, her eyes hit the back of her head. She had crossed a threshold of pleasure she never even knew she had. Lobo had covered every inch of her insides and she couldn't stand it any longer.
Lobo waited expectantly, maybe this was just part of her plan, but when she started swaying on top of him crazily, he knew he'd won. "That's what I thought." He ripped her top in half, exposing her dark pink areolas, which Lobo manhandled as soon as they had stopped jiggling. When he pressed his thumbs into both sharp points, Blackfire threw her hair back in pleasure, laughing at nothing, her voice still with the twinge of that royal dignity that comes from her lineage whenever she breathed a gutteral moan of pleasure through her teeth. She was now truly lost, not even caring that her freedom was null and void. She drove herself down, taking most of him inside her before riding him back and forth, her vagina trying desperately to milk his cock with an iron like clamp restriction. He could force her off... with a lot of difficulty, but he certainly wasn't complaining about this development. Girls like her were a lot more fun in the sack. Fucking this alien princess gave him pause to think though. The way he was handling it, Lobo considered getting into politics. Space babes would be all over him as he pictured himself as head honcho with his cabinet o'fine ladies.
He pinched her nipples as hard as he could, and that still didn't seem to phase her. In fact, Lobo was sure she liked it as she squeezed on him again. He couldn't believe he thought of recoiling from the feeling. She was going ape spit on his junk.
Enough was enough for him. He locked his arms around her and began jackhammering her in response. "YES! OH YES!" She was right there in his ear, shouting rapidly. When did she stop being hot and start being annoying?
"Here it comes you wacked out bitch!" He let go of her, as she waited in anticipation, like a fiend addicted to a drug wanting more. Blackfire rocketted off him in a fountain of ejaculate, and collided face first with the ground. Her ass stood in the air while she was face down, his juice seeping out of her.
Another satisfied customer.
Speaking of which...
He raised his arm, staring into a slightly cracked glass panel. Pressing a button, the screen came to life, showing a strange looking lime green alien creature on the other side. "DID YEW GETHEEEER???" it blathered out as best it could in English, slobbering all over itself from its many grotesque tubes. He hated when they did that. Lobo understood an almost universal amount of languages -- he didn't need alien scum to dumb it down just because he kind of resembled meat sacks from Earth.
Looking to the wreck of a girl she now was, Blackfire had shifted from her position; now he could see her mumbling incoherently, her arms and wrists held tightly to her chest, convulsing in his semen like a bitch in heat, and with eyes that couldn't see straight. Lobo's eyes shifted back to the comm. device on his still raised forearm. "Glgrdsklechhh, I have your wife secured. I'll be dropping her off with one of your planets patrols. I expect that big payout like advertised for this one." As he pressed the button to cut communication, he couldn't help but think of the many other wives he had ruined before returning them to their wimpy husbands. Business was business, but his business was also pleasure.
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Lobo regrouped in a nearby pine barren with his target tagged and bagged, flanked by a cavalcade of attractive, naked, multicolored women; Blackfire was among them with an exploding collar wrapped around her neck, though not really needing it in her state.
Flipping up a panel on his bike, he pressed a button, which activated a beacon.
Lobo had called for his fathership to set down. He had no problem riding through space on his chopper, but he kinda preferred living women and them riding bitch wasn't exactly copacetic with that.
It took a second, a shadow looming above despite still being daytime, like an eclipse that began enveloping him from the boot up; the girls acted like scaredy cats, clinging to eachother. Even Wondy was doing it!
The wide ship chopped down swathes of redwood as it made it's improvised clearing for the landing, the sound of their teetering collapses and bending creaks escalating in it's wake as it approached their position, resulting in thundering booms that shook the girls, while Lobo stood stalwart in the face of the destruction.
A ramp extended out from his multi-tiered craft, then slammed into the dirt with a heavy *WUMPF*.
Lobo turned. "Alright girlies, let's go. Last ones on get a dick up their ass." That didn't get any momentum going, the girls shuffling, lost and confused.
Lobo stuck another stogie to his lip while admiring his menagerie. Producing a matchbook with strange alien sybomls on it, Lobo intentionally tossed lit matches into the dry brush with his pinch grip. He stuck with the twentieth, lifting it. He cupped his hand over half his face, trying to keep it from going out.
Lobo was mildly frustrated. "Weak flame..."
The black lines around his eyes shifted.
Lobo turned on a dime, weapon drawn, ready to fire.
With bound up fists, her red cape fluttered like a flag in an updraft, as her body remained in perfect stasis. Her hair was long, flowing past her shoulders, looking almost platinum in the sun; some of her golden strands licking across her lip before flying away as she began floating down.
Supergirl...
In a midriff exposing white top with black trim, her tummy was taut and tight with a tear drop navel, a sporty bodytype. She looked more like an Earthgirl cheerleader with the way the 'S' emblem was malformed by her perky set of tits.
Well, it had been half an hour since he last got his rocks off, but considering his day, he wasn't looking forward to earning it. Lobo holstered his weapon, knowing the uranium shot would not even effect her.
He saw the fight play out; she'd charge like a speeding bullet, being too fast for him at first, and then he'd catch her by the tailend of her cape, yadda yadda...
The red booted girl knelt down before him, the only dignity she managed to maintain was the double fisted hold of her cape as she practically prostrated herself to him with a bow.
"I... I surrender myself to your will, Lobo." He could tell she was serious, but not even her trademark stoic optimism could hide how unhappy she was.
"Shucks, and here I thought fighting Superman was easy." He threw out his hand. "I didn't even have to try with you. What's the deal?"
Supergirl watched helplessly while Powergirl, who along with Starfire, Terra, Jinx, Bumblebee, Wonder Woman, etc, willingly boarded his ship.
She slowly rose up again, head down. "It's... Paige..." Her arms crossed, unable to look at Lobo. "She's like a sister to me..." Supergirl did what she could to stomach the enslaver before her, looking sternly into his red eyes. "I want to make sure she's taken care of and happy."
"Oh I'll make her plenty happy, don't you worry 'bout that." Lobo thumbed his recently grown facial hair. "I mean you're good lookin' and all, but what makes you think I'm taking you with me, Super girlie."
She closed her eyes and breathed in heavy. She almost second guessed herself, wanting to put up the fight he so asked for.
Her lashes fluttered, her big blues wet. "I'll do whatever you say."
"Anything?"
Supergirl didn't blink or even move a muscle when she repeated back his request. "Anything."
Lobo was mighty intrigued as he imagined doing all sorts of nasty shit to the debutante. He chomped the cigar down from one side of his face to the other before removing it with a V grip of his index and middle finger. "Okay then. Crawl."
"What?" She stammered.
With the same hand, he threw out his wrist in a flicking motion. "On hands and knees."
Supergirl had to look over her shoulder just to hide the glare she was about to give him.
Yet... what was there to argue at this point? She had already taken one knee for him... what was another?
She sank the rest of the way, letting go of her cape, hands in the dirt. She began crawling, her slow lurch forward resulted in her hand landing on a clumpy pile of moss that covered a stone.
Eck...
She had suffered through worse, but this... this was true humiliation.
Lobo gave her no allowances, not moving to meet her as she crossed the distance between them, her head hanging down.
Finally before him, Supergirl waited on hands and knees for his command.
She instead felt his gruff hand upon her thin neck, but it wasn't a violent gesture. It was guiding her, which she followed along with, now crouched on both knees. She blinked up at him with pure innocence in her soul, almost curious, those healthy pink hues in her cheek and nose that only seemed to get redder when he ran his thumb underneath her chin. Despite her age, the teenaged girl seemed wise beyond her years, which made it all the sweeter for Lobo. Her thinly defined jawline gave her a classy, ladylike, elegance. His thumb squished her cheek, making it look soft and supple, but that was just a misnomer for that Kryptonian DNA which could stop bullets.
"Let's fuck."
"Right here... right now?" She asked with begging disbelief, her mouth and jaw askew.
Supergirl, even if she didn't like him, thought their first time together would be in a bed, hopefully with the lights off -- not out here in front of all of god's glory and his creation.
"That's right Superwench. You'll always need to be ready and at my beck & call, because I don't sleep." Her big blue eyes and lashes flittered about, thinking of a way to get out of this.
But she couldn't.
"Okay." Her response dry, hurried and mousey, like an unwilling housewife giving into her husband on his birthday.
Supergirl moved to bypass Lobo, wanting to lay flat back in the grass somewhere, but he bumped her into his ship, his strong hands forcing her back to arch for him. She held herself up, hands pressed against the alien alloy. Knowing she could tear apart his ship with her bare hands was little consolation as she looked over her shoulder only to see Lobo flipping up her pleated red skirt.
"Why am I not surprised?" Cotton white panties.
He stripped her of them. Her ass was high waisted and tight, with peachy fleshy hues and splotchy reds that made her bottom look pre-slapped. "Spread' em, honey, and let Lobo make you forget all your troubles..."
"Sprea-spread?" Her lip hung open before she swallowed hard.
Supergirl took a wider stance, the leggy supermodel looked awkward as she made an 'A' with her legs, her panties stretched for dear life in a bridging gap at her knees where her boots ended. "More. Open yourself up." Her cheek pressed into the ship as she reached back, her fingers trembling before they stuck in, sinking into the flesh. Parting her buttocks, she exposed her orifices. Supergirl blushed hard, beyond embarrassed at the sensation of that broadening feeling of her sensitive area, but particularly her... hole.
The dirty one.
The one she never liked to think twice about or even acknowledge its existence.
Yet she felt it's hunger, the way it gaped, even if the ring was still small.
It sickened her.
She was incredibly leery still, fearing being seen by the general public of Earth. In some ways she still felt like a visitor here and she always wanted to leave the best impression she could -- imagine this was some random onlookers first look at her. 'Perish the thought.'
Lobo on the other hand stroked himself to the sight of her pooching asshole; those hidden deep dark pinks, those ridges that made up its maw and that tight little starfish that then winked open again as she did it.
The all American girl forced to degrade herself for him...
He whapped his baseball bat against her shapely and squeezable cheeks, which easily squished around his hard tip. "I don't know which I wanna fuck..." Though she didn't like him doing that, at least it wasn't-
He lowered down.
She then felt him against her, prodding. Poking. His hands now on her waist, he slowly slid inside. She winced, her eyelashes sending out flecks of wetness. 'Just bear it Kara... you're doing this for Paige...' Though the tears didn't last long as she fought to maintain her dignity.
Her lips were pouty already, but her red lips fished out, kissy. "Oh... Oh... oH..." Her voice floundered, sounding more worried than angry or in pain, which surprised even the main man
Lobo decided to amp it up, really jackhammering into her. He treated her fair hair like handlebars, trying to tear them from the root, yet despite how rough she was being treated, she barely reacted to it nor did he manage to pluck a single strand. Her clear colored brows furrowed. "Cum, cum, just... cum." She faintly encouraged him to hurry.
"Gladly, because think about it Superbitch: You and Powerslut might have the only steel wombs capable of giving me a son." Maybe Wonderloli and Starhoe too, but that was besides the point.
Supergirl's blue eyes became piercing and wide, realising the grave mistake she had made, too far into it to argue or fight back.
Another... like him?
The thought chilled her to the core, but her shudders weren't from the cold, but from her quivering pussy, her unrestrained vaginal canal clenching could turn a diamond into coal, but for Lobo's tubesteak, it just made things more enjoyable. "Oh shit-"
Her white polished nails scraped the paint. Her posture went straight and she was now on her tippy toes as he went balls deep inside her. "Oh my goodness!" She felt his testicles churning against her while he travelled deep into her womb. She clenched her inner walls around his girth as he fired, experiencing all of him for a fraction of a second caused her mind to go blank, and unable to keep control of it directly, her body responded, her insides pulsated around him haphazardly as the head of his prick expanded all while filling her with his seed.
The two shared gasping breaths -- the only thing they could probably ever agree on.
Pulling out of her, his elephant trunk spat at the grass, and her cunt sprang forth a leak -- and despite having just been gaped, her pussy returned back to it's normal tight shape, practically squeezing out his cum into solid drips to the dirt.
Grabbing her red cape, he swabbed his dick with it before flinging it back at her, which stuck to her exposed lower back -- a final humiliating gesture.
"Ya liked that girlie?" He asked with an intimidating smile.
Lobo looked her dead in the eye when he asked and she had to turn away.
Her face had turned crimson.
He huddled in close with her, hand planted above her head. "Tell me, Supergirl, and be honest-" His breath ran hot on her face as he lowered his voice. "Did you like it?" She dipped backwards and forwards on her toes, playing with her dirtied cape, winding it around her finger.
It still took her awhile to admit it. "... I liked it very much, Lobo." Which only got her all flustered that those string of words even fell from her mouth, having to cover her face.
Lobo hooked her skinny hose of an arm in his mitts and led her onto the ship without a single protest from the supposed world renowned superheroine.
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