Chapter 63 - My SI Stash #63 - A Reality Warper in A DC Universe by HeroineRule34Guy (2/2)

Her jaw drops and her eyes narrow. ”Yah- you're f_u_c_k_i_n_g kidding me.”

I bite my lips as my eyes wander back to her glistening womanhood. ”I can't get enough of your p_u_s_s_y. And the way your s_e_xy body writhes and grinds whenever you c_u_m. I wanna see you squirt.”

”Oh God,” she starts nibbling on one of her fingers, looking down at me with… I guess tired anticipation? ”How are you going to find the energy to f_u_c_k me?”

”I'll think of something. You just stay comfortable.”

I plant a soft kiss on her p_u_s_s_y, welcoming myself back, taking a second to breathe in her scent once more, before I extend my tongue and get back to work, long, luscious drags of the tongue up and down her folds, steadily working my way up. For several minutes, I just do my best to rebuild her arousal.

From there, I repeat the process I did before, losing myself in her folds, the feeling of using my tongue and mouth to worship such a gorgeous woman, knowing that she's all mine, knowing that I have full control over her p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e, knowing that she belongs to me and me alone. When my tongue reaches the point where it's once again circling her c_l_i_t,I lubricate one of my fingers with her juices. When I glance back down at my forefinger, it's visibly glistening. Perfect.

Spreading her l_a_b_i_a a bit, I keep my tongue working her c_l_i_toral vicinity, all the while bringing the lubed finger to her entrance. I gently prod at her entrance, encouraging it to give way and grant me access, and with a bit of effort, I begin to push into her. She's so tight! I can't even imagine what she'll feel like wrapped around my c_o_c_k.

I savor her coos at my forefinger claiming her, temporarily slowing my licks as I advance, making it halfway to the knuckle before withdrawing. I begin thrusting it into her (the motion resulting in a soft squelching noise) not even to give her p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e, but just for the novelty of fingering Zatanna Zatara.

But I started doing this for a reason, and I had a d_e_s_i_r_ed end result. Now that my finger's comfortable inside her- as if there was any other option- I can find that g-spot. Ah. There it is. I shift my finger around until I match it with a more solid, ridged spot on her roof. I rub it softly with my finger, and Zee squeaks.

Well. Pretty clear path from here on out. Withdrawing most of my finger as it's no longer necessary to fulfill my interests, I begin massaging the area directly around her core, not wanting to rush into this. I carefully close in on her spot, angling my finger so that I'll be able to comfortably maintain the fingering.

Once I've gotten myself secured, I bring my attention back to her c_l_i_t, slowly dragging my tongue across her sweet spot as before, the edge sliding across, teasing her, and I smile as I feel her shudder at the feeling. After giving her some time to adjust to the sensation, I move my forefinger closer to her g-spot until it's directly toying with it, moving back and forth in a 'come hither' motion.

Zee gasps, whining l_u_s_tily as I begin to stimulate her core, finger curling in and out of her, and while I keep her insides excited, I intensify the p_u_s_s_y-eating, the body of my tongue pressing into her c_l_i_t. My tongue swirls around her, swamping her and pressing down on her. After a few moments of that, I can hear her breathing intensify, feel muscles clenching as I rest my head on her t_h_i_g_h.

And so I wrap my lips around her c_l_i_t and start s_u_c_k_i_n_g. My finger still massages her g-spot while I suckle her, and she whimpers l_e_w_dly, more frequently than before. She's close, just a little more- ”Ahhh- ahhh Gaahahhadd! Fuhuuhuck!” I'm better prepared for her o_r_g_a_s_m literally hitting me in the face this time, the way her legs squeeze together as if to crush my head, the way her lips purse together and her teeth clench, but even though I was expecting it, what still catches me off guard is the squirting.

A stream of pure, almost watery, liquid splashes out of her, hosing me in the face with her e_j_a_c_u_l_a_t_e. I close my eyes so as not to get them covered in e_j_a_c_u_l_a_t_e, letting the warm juices wash over my face. The spurts stop eventually, and I open my eyes to the view of a glistening p_u_s_s_y and an exhausted looking Zatanna. Withdrawing my finger, I rub a bit of e_j_a_c_u_l_a_t_e off of my eyelid with my free hand, before looking up at my partner. God, what a s_e_xy f_u_c_k_i_n_g woman.

”Oh my God,” she mutters. ”You're… you're…” she trails off.

”About to f_u_c_k the best p_u_s_s_y on the planet? You're goddamn right,” I say, my voice huskier and deeper than I thought it would be.

She m_o_a_ns, spreading her legs a bit. ”Do it. F_u_c_k me. Please.”

I laugh and grab a hold of her t_h_i_g_hs, lifting her into missionary position, legs spread to the side with knees in the air. Noting that I'm still wearing a suit (a bit wet on the upper torso, I belatedly realize), I render it into nonexistence with ontomancy, allowing my c_o_c_k to swing free. Standing shakily, knees a bit sore from kneeling for… half an hour, maybe?... I grab a hold of my hardened c_o_c_k, taking a step or two towards Zatanna.

I might have ordinarily gone with some foreplay here, teasing her a bit, but after so much of it already, I just want to be inside of her. I press my c_o_c_k down at her entrance, s_u_c_k_i_n_g in my breath. Her juices welcome me, my c_o_c_khead soon covered in her as I grit my teeth, squeezing her t_h_i_g_hs as I push into her.

God, she's so tight. Her p_u_s_s_y clenches around my c_o_c_khead as I nestle into her, head disappearing out of sight inside of her. Leverage established, I sink into her, closing my eyes as my c_o_c_k descends into her, a slow, teasing process, her wet, tight, hot p_u_s_s_y welcoming me and c_a_r_e_s_sing me at every turn, the entirety of my c_o_c_k venerated by her as it claims her for its own.

At last, I claim her p_u_s_s_y for my own, my balls gently slapping against her a_s_s as the hilt of my c_o_c_k enters her. Oh Jesus, that's… borderline indescribable. Her walls squeeze gently on my c_o_c_k, spasming around me. Without my powers, I probably would have came the second I was fully inside of her.

”Ah… that- that's good,” Zatanna says, grinding her h_i_p_s ever so slightly, making me shudder. There's a teasing look on her face as she sees my reaction. Oh, alright. I guess I'll have to teach her a lesson.

I psych myself up for the actual f_u_c_k_i_n_g by taking a deep breath, before steadily withdrawing, exposing my slickened c_o_c_k to thin air once again… before diving right back in, my c_o_c_k rejoining her p_u_s_s_y easier than before. Sliding in and out of my sorceress like this becomes a rhythm, c_o_c_k pushing in and out of its position inside of her.

Once I have a routine established, I start going faster, our s_e_x creating a l_e_w_d squelching sound as I piston in and out of her. Her body heaves as I f_u_c_k her, b_r_e_a_s_ts jiggling, goosebumps lining her skin, n_i_p_p_l_es still erect, biting her lips. She's the epitome of sensuality.

C_o_c_k embedded inside of her, I stop thrusting, planting myself inside of Zee as I lean forward. One of her eyes opens a little wider as I lean in to kiss her, and she's caught off guard by the motion, so at first it's just me pressing my lips against hers. But she catches on pretty quickly, and starts responding to my affections, returning the kiss with gusto.

”Affectionate,” she says, throatily, lips inches away from mine. My response is to shove my tongue into her mouth, which she eagerly welcomes, wrapping her lips around it and suckling gently. Remembering the fact that I'm inside of her (as if I could forget), I begin grinding into her, swiveling my h_i_p_s, and the m_o_a_n she makes in response is one of the s_e_xiest things I've ever heard.

Our tongues meet once again as our bodies intertwine, and for a minute I lose myself in her. Reality ceases to exist as my c_o_c_k grinds into the best p_u_s_s_y I've ever had, as I kiss the most gorgeous woman I've ever met, the increasingly faded taste of strawberry lipstick growing blessedly familiar. She wraps her legs around my back, pulling me into her, and I gladly comply.

As I push into her, I begin to note a part of her p_u_s_s_y, buried deep inside, that's firmer than the rest of her womanhood. It's more… solid. So that's her cervix. I'd had her so aroused, I hadn't even noticed its presence until just now. Each and every time I'd been hitting it, she gasps, out of… yes, p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e. That's a relief when compared to the alternative. I'd assumed it was just me doing a good job, but this… opens new opportunities.

As my tongue explores her mouth, play-fighting with hers, my c_o_c_k, embedded in her p_u_s_s_y, continues grinding into her. Unlike before, however, I specifically press against her cervix, repeatedly rubbing against her, internally smirking at the way she suddenly m_o_a_ns out whenever I press against it.

And so I keep going. My c_o_c_k kisses her cervix with every firm but measured thrust, and her m_o_a_ns grow more pronounced, our kisses sloppier and more lingering as we lose ourselves in each other. At last, I notice her m_o_a_ns deepening, her legs clenching up, squeezing tighter around her back, her p_u_s_s_y, already massaging me, growing tighter and tighter.

”Yyyyezzzhhh! Fa- fa- fuhuhuck yezzh! A-oh Gaahad!” she squeals, thrashing against me, heels digging into the small of my back as her arms fumble around my shoulders, until she finally just gives in and pulls me in by my nape. I pull my tongue out of her mouth, instead just resting my forehead on hers as I keep grinding into her, savoring the feeling of her writing into me. God damn, could I get used to this.

It's at that moment I decide to c_u_m. Buried to the hilt inside her p_u_s_s_y, I let loose a jet of s_e_m_e_n, m_o_a_ning out loud as I finally let myself have a release. My c_o_c_k throbs inside of her as my seed fills her, and I spend a few seconds more inside of her before I slowly withdraw. As I do so, a series of rivulets of c_u_m immediately follow, dripping out onto the couch. The c_u_m fleeing her p_u_s_s_y forms a small puddle in between her legs, the depraved sight of the creampied witch momentarily captivating both of us.

”That was incredible,” I say, sitting down next to her. This post-s_e_x tiredness is something I could get rid of, but I don't necessarily want to lose touch with my humanity just yet. So for now, it's a welcome inconvenience.

Zatanna gives me an exhausted smile, and with the way her hair's messed up from our lovemaking, the sheen of sweat acc_u_mulated, her reddened skin, it's a heartstopping gesture. ”You… Jesus, Joseph. No one… not John, not… no one ever made me c_u_m four times in one day. Even when I used magic… f_u_c_k.” She quiets down for a moment, staring into space.

I break the silence, wrapping my arms around her neck, warping reality to make her skin warm and cuddly as opposed to a little clammy. ”My masculine ego is very happy to hear that,” I reply. ”What do you mean, 'used magic'?”

She laughs, before coughing, as if to cover it up. ”Ah… you'd be surprised what you can come up with. It was a bit too effective.”

I consider pressing her for details, but… no, she can tell me later. ”So. You feeling the increase in magical potency yet?”

Zatanna considers the question for a moment. ”Espmilg ym tnelat dna nercscid.” Her eyes go blank for a moment, before she suddenly shakes her head as if trying to wake herself up. ”Son of a bitch,” she mutters. ”And here I thought that might have just been a lame pick up line.”

”No need to lie when you have magic c_u_m,” I shrug. How about… yeah, sure, why not. ”So. You ready to try anal? I promise it'll feel as good as everything else, if not more.”

She blinks, taken aback by the question. ”You- you can't- no, stupid thing to say. Of course you're serious. You…” she pauses. ”Well… you've earned it at this point.”

I lean in, kissing her on the neck, brushing a bit of hair aside to do so. ”I'll make sure it's the best anal experience you've ever had.”

I help her stand, a few droplets of c_u_m dripping out of her p_u_s_s_y as she rises, guiding her to the armrest of the couch, where she promptly bends over expectantly. Ontomancy, is this her- no, not her first anal. Didn't think so, I knew she'd had plenty of partners before me, was just curious.

She has a perfect, unblemished round ass. Her skin overall is a bit red and sweaty from our s_e_x beforehand, but beyond that, you have what looks like an untouched, borderline v_i_r_g_i_nal ass. Good enough to eat. And you know what? That's exactly what I'm going to do.

I kneel down behind her, taking a moment to squeeze her cheeks. I've done this before, but it's not exactly something you get tired of, and it wasn't from this angle anyway. I take some time to knead her flesh, getting no small amount of satisfaction from the fact that she's mine, and she'll always be mine, and that I'll get to enjoy this for the rest of time if I so choose. Waking up a reality warper in a DC Universe was the best thing that ever happened to me.

For a few moments, I'm enthralled by the side of my fingers digging into her flesh, the skin rippling with each solid grope, but I did promise Zatanna I'd give her a good time, and I can always do this later if I so choose. I want our first time together to be memorable for both of us, so… let's get l_i_c_k_i_n_g.

I spread her cheeks, revealing her (of course) gorgeous asshole, slightly darker than the rest of the skin around her, but otherwise, just a mouthwateringly puckered hole ready for munching. I extend my tongue out, starting at her tiny taint, so small that the tip of my tongue can cover it in its entirety, before moving up to her asshole proper.

My tongue swirls around the creases of her anus, teasing her, occasionally fl_i_c_k_i_n_g over the hole itself, winding its way closer and closer to her asshole. After a few moments, I'm circling her asshole itself, and Zatanna noticeably shudders at the sensation of my tongue repeatedly crossing over her anus.

I become a bit impatient, so rather than teasing her further, I just begin to worm my way into her asshole, drawing surprised grunts from my sorceress, as my tongue forces its way past her defenses, boring its way into her. Her sphincter protests my intrusion, but I aim to be shoving a lot more than just a tongue inside of her, so I ignore its dissent.

I try to swirl my tongue around inside of her, but it's far too tight to manage much. Maybe I need to take this up a notch. I withdraw my tongue, her asshole squeezing shut in its wake, before putting my forefinger back in my mouth- mm, still tastes like p_u_s_s_y- wetting it and lubing it up, suckling it for a few minutes, before I press it against her asshole.

She gasps, and her entire body quivers. ”This won't hurt a bit,” I promise her, warping reality to reinforce my decree. My fingertip pokes into her, and while her a_s_s obscures my view, I can see her fingers digging into the couch cushions, out of… confusion at an unfamiliar feeling. Never been fingered like this before, my powers tell me.

I press on, jamming my finger in up to the knuckle after a few minutes work, before slowly pistoning in and out of her. God, I barely made it past her sphincter, and even now, it's squeezing down on my finger, trying but failing to crush it with each and every time I push into her. I can't wait to feel it wrapping around my c_o_c_k.

With a bit more effort, and l_e_w_d m_o_a_ning on Zatanna's part, I manage to shove in my middle digit as well, l_e_w_dly fingerf_u_c_k_i_n_g her tight a_s_s, watching myself disappear inside of her. ”Getting you ready, Zatanna,” I tease. ”Gonna be f_u_c_k_i_n_g this a_s_s, but you're so tight. Gonna take some effort.”

After a few moments of fingering, I extract myself, slapping her on the a_s_s to signify the end of the foreplay, her flesh rippling invitingly. I grab the arm of the couch for support as I stand, c_o_c_k fully erect, behind her. Her slickened asshole stares back at me as I put one hand on my c_o_c_k and the other on her t_h_i_g_h for support. ”Hope you're ready, Zee. 'Cause I'm about to f_u_c_k your tight ass.”

”What are you waiting for?” she shoots back. Heh. Fair enough.

I position my c_o_c_k at her asshole, poking my head into her entrance, the creased lines and ridges that make up her anus disappearing as I push inside of her. I can see her clenching up as my head presses into her. ”Easy, baby. Just relax your muscles and let it happen,” I say, in my best soothing voice.

She tilts her head towards me so that I can see her rolling her eyes. ”You're not the one getting f_u_c_k_e_d in the a_s_s,” she retorts, but she closes her eyes and I can feel her muscles slackening. Granted leeway, I continue pushing forward, until the mushroom-tip vanishes into her ass. Zee sucks in her breath as I push past her opening in one fell swoop.

Both of us sort of simultaneously gasp at the feeling, for extremely different reasons. The tightness is almost unbearable. My c_o_c_khead's slipped past her ring, which is trying its level best to crush me. I'm not letting it win. I grab her by the h_i_p_s, and aided a bit by gravity and sheer force, I begin pushing into her.

Inch by inch, my c_o_c_k claims her for itself, pressing further and further into her. It takes a fair bit of dedicated grinding, but at last, my balls slap against her p_u_s_s_y, my c_o_c_k buried to the hilt inside of Zatanna's ass. Once I make it past the sphincter, which angrily clenches down on my length, the rest of her interior is far more welcoming, massaging my c_o_c_k tightly yet hospitably.

”F_u_c_k, you're so big,” she m_o_a_ns, smacking her fist into the couch cushions, before unclenching it and squeezing the velvet. God, that's hot. Sphincter squeezing down on my hilt, I pull back a few inches, before pressing them back into her.

After a few more thrusts like that, dominating her tight, round a_s_s and making it mine, her body surrenders to me, pistoning in and out of Zatanna growing easier and easier. Having previously held herself in position with her arms, she's now simply opted to collapse onto the couch, belly on the armrest and legs mostly floating in midair, only held in position by my hands and c_o_c_k. I have her completely at my mercy. Incredible.

Feeling empowered, I actually growl a little involuntarily, squeezing tight enough on Zee's h_i_p_s to leave marks, thrusting in and out of her with increasing intensity. The way her walls squeeze down on me, the way her ring gives way the more force I apply, it drives me mad. I f_u_c_k her like an animal, only constrained by the tightness of her ass.

In and out, in and out, fingers digging into Zatanna's soft flesh, the sorceress m_o_a_ning like a whore as my c_o_c_k drives into her, eight inches of d_i_c_k breaking new ground as I show her exactly who she belongs to. She'll never touch another c_o_c_k in her life, and she'll never need to. My c_o_c_k pistons in and out of her for an all-too-short eternity, as Zatanna's face rubs against the couch cushions, each thrust shaking her limp body, which by now is entirely under my control.

”Agh- oh God,” she m_o_a_ns, her body quivering into mine, her walls squeezing against my length. ”I'm abo-owwoooooo Gaahahaahd! Fah- fuhuhuck!” She convulses around me, the muscles in her anus spasming wildly, panickedly squeezing around my c_o_c_k, and, with my c_o_c_k fully embedded inside of her, writhes in the throes of o_r_g_a_s_m.

It's at that moment I finally c_u_m for the second time, c_o_c_k throbbing inside ofthe witch, releasing a jet of c_u_m that I can feel sloshing around my length. I remove myself from her after a moment, c_o_c_k leaving her asshole coated in a sheen of slime and jizz. Exhaling softly, I relax my grip on her h_i_p_s, wincing a bit at the red marks I've left behind. Hope she wasn't- no, she wasn't hurt. Thank you, ontomancy.

”That was… pretty incredible,” I pat her a_s_s gratefully. Zatanna takes a few moments to catch her breath, and graciously accepts my offered hand to help herself up. We both plop down on the couch, exhausted from our time together.

”I feel like a used fleshlight, but it was worth it,” she sighs happily, resting her head against my shoulder tiredly. I laugh. ”Five! And I'm not even that sore, either.”

I raise my hands. ”That's me. Reality warper.”

She tilts her head towards me, frowning. ”You're not-” I 'flicker' the coffee table in front of us from a darker brown, to purple, to a wavelength of visible light that previously didn't exist, and no longer does after I will it not to. ”F_u_c_k,” she mutters, staring in disbelief at the now conventional table. ”So that's how you do it.”

I grin. ”Pretty cool, huh? I've gotta give you my whole backstory sometime.”

She just nods in response, rubbing her forehead. ”Ideally when I'm not leaking,” she jokes halfheartedly. ”What now? Are you an expert cuddler, too?”

I give myself an instinctive knowledge of what she expects out of a cuddling partner. ”Sure, but I wanted to try something else first. You ever given a blowjob before?”

Zatanna laughs, lifting her head off of my shoulder. ”I should have figured. All the same, you men.”

”I'd like to think I'm a cut above the rest.”

She shrugs, cracking her neck as she does so. Stretching a bit, she lazily lifts herself off of the couch.

”There's an argument to be made,” she smiles, eyes latched onto my c_o_c_k. I am, as I always will be, very glad I adjusted her s_e_x_u_a_l preferences to make her more comfortable with this sort of thing.

The logomancer kneels before me, biting her lips seductively as she shuffles towards me, adjusting her position a bit, presumably for her own convenience. My c_o_c_k is still fully erect, thanks to my remarkable powers, and judging by the look on her face, Zatanna appreciates it. She runs her hands along my t_h_i_g_hs possessively as she crawls towards my c_o_c_k.

”I've never wanted to get my hands on a c_o_c_k this badly,” she smirks, at last, wrapping her delicate hand around my length. She tenses her hand, as if teasing me, I think just to get a good grip on my erection. Her other hand joins in, and she starts gently stroking up and down my c_o_c_k, s_u_c_k_i_n_g in her breath, eyes latched onto my c_o_c_khead.

This isn't a disinterested tugjob, this is a slow, sensual, reverent stroking session from a woman who finds me to be the handsomest man in the universe. ”F_u_c_k, now this is a c_o_c_k,” she bites her lips, deliberately turning her eyes from my c_o_c_k to my face. God, I know she's only doing that for my benefit, but it's just so damned effective with her voice and the way she inhales willfully after finishing her sentence- gah!

She maintains eye contact while she leans forward to plant a soft kiss on the underside of my c_o_c_khead, lips lingering for a few seconds before an audible smack announces her departure. Lasting pecks morph into long, savoring kisses, her lips wrapping around the head of my c_o_c_k for tantalizingly short yet eternal periods of time.

Finally, she wraps her lips around my c_o_c_khead, squeezing them shut so as not to let anything escape, and begins bobbing her head up and down, only going down by a few inches, but the sensation of her warm, wet lips guiding my c_o_c_k into the hot, moist cavern that is Zatanna's mouth is indescribable- ah! F_u_c_k! She's using her tongue!

It… it doesn't feel as good as f_u_c_k_i_n_g, obviously, but the comparative loss of control, the fact that I've allowed myself to be at her mercy- that drives me absolutely insane. And now her tongue is swirling around my c_o_c_khead, coaxing out and then slurping up bits of prec_u_m- and God, I think I'll just sink into the couch and allow myself to enjoy this.

Her blowjob pushes down an inch past my c_o_c_khead, tongue coiling its way along, the leftover bits of slime and c_u_m from our s_e_x eagerly taken in by the best goddamn fellatrix on the planet. She m_o_a_ns l_e_w_dly around my c_o_c_k, the ensuing vibrations having a knock-on effect on the rest of my body.

Focused on the task at hand, she absent-mindedly brushes a bit of hair out of her face and behind her ear, swallowing my length methodically but adoringly. Halfway down my length, she pulls herself back up, lips dragging up my c_o_c_k all the way, releasing her lips from my c_o_c_k with a lecherous popping sound. ”F_u_c_k, you really do have one hell of a c_o_c_k,” she says quickly, out of breath, running her hands up and down my erection, mixing her spit and the existing juices together as she does so.

As she girds her metaphorical loins for her return trip, she takes long, dragging licks up and down my length, idle slurps cleaning off my c_o_c_k as she drinks in our juices. When she's satisfied, she kisses her way up my length, open-mouthed, wet things that are almost always gone too soon.

But then her mouth wraps around my c_o_c_khead again and she begins pressing down, and I forget every single complaint I might have even considered. Zatanna takes half of my length like a champ, and I can feel my c_o_c_k poking at her throat as she inhales through her nose, before pushing her head forward.

I sigh, loudly, as my c_o_c_k penetrates her throat, and God, the tightness! She moves her lips down until her nose tickles my crotch, balls slapping against her chin, before she withdraws in one solid motion, gasping for breath. Her spit drips off of my c_o_c_k and onto my balls, a thin sheen of her saliva dangling in mid air between her mouth and my length, and she opens and closes her mouth quickly, as if shocked by her own motion. ”F_u_c_k,” she mutters.

Eyes not leaving my erection, she goes for it again, returning my c_o_c_k to her throat, but this time, she's ready for the intensity of it all, her lips wrapping around the hilt, her throat involuntarily squeezing around my length. Her eyes water a little as she has trouble breathing, but she sticks to it, tongue cautiously roaming around my length as she struggles to adjust.

I can feel the air shift as she breathes through her nose, only an inch or two away from my crotch, steadily growing used to the log down her throat. After a while, Zee begins to constrict her throat around my c_o_c_k, contracting around my length. Her tongue struggles to find a position in which to work from, and settles for rubbing along my underside. I barely notice, what with her throat trying its best to milk out my c_u_m.

Zatanna then begins to bob her head up and down laboriously, closing her eyes as she does so so as to concentrate, throating my c_o_c_k. She releases her throat's vise grip on my c_o_c_k only to reclaim it seconds later, the momentary reprieve making the tightness of her throat all the more effective.

Oh f_u_c_k it, I'm not holding it in any more. ”I'm gonna-” I stop abruptly there, my c_u_m erupting from my c_o_c_k in a solid stream, straight down Zatanna's throat, whose eyes widen in surprise as I pull myself out of her, her tongue following my length, droplets of jizz pouring out with my sudden exit. My c_u_m, still launching out, splatters the sorceress' general vicinity, most of it winding up on her face or c_h_e_s_t, some wilder drops landing in the brim of her top hat.

She closes her eyes as my c_u_m paints her face, moving quickly to stroke my c_o_c_k so as to coax out those last few drops of s_e_m_e_n, white splotches coating her. Her lips flick out to take in a droplet that formed near her mouth, Zatanna having evidently already swallowed what came down her throat.

”Holy shit,” I mutter, staring down at my sorceress. ”That was incredible.”

She shrugs endearingly, giving me a knowing (if teasing) look. ”It was pretty good for me, too,” she says, idly running a fingertip along her cheek, drinking in another glob of c_u_m. Depraved, but oddly attractive. Probably because it's Zatanna.

The logomancer rises and takes a seat to my right, and I snake my arm around her n_a_k_e_d body, pulling her in by her waist as she rests her head on my shoulder. Hell, I think I need some time to absorb the past couple of hours, get over the shock of it all. It's tempting to rejuvenate both of us and go in for another session, but, with any luck, Zatanna and I will be spending quite some time together, so I don't see the point in rushing.

Hell, this moment of rest gives me the opportunity to think of which DCU girl I'll be taking next.

Author's Notes: First story on Questionable Questing. I'll be posting an update to this sometime within the next 24 hours.

Hope you guys enjoy it! I'm relatively inexperienced at writing smut, but I've written a fair bit for private use, and decided it was time to make it public here on QQ, and for the time being, QQ alone. Feel free to leave whatever questions, specific comments, or idle thoughts you may have.

(Next chapter is considerably dommier than this one, if you were put off by the cuddliness of it or something. Going to try and keep a mix of the two in the various updates of this series.)

Don't expect me to keep up a consistent schedule or anything, but you'll be seeing a fair amount of stories from me in the coming months, hopefully. I'm not taking commissions yet, but I might once I dip my toes in the water. Requests in the vein of what I normally post will be considered but aren't guaranteed. I'll make a thread for one-shots and the like eventually.