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Big Dick, Smallville, Chapter 14: Richelle Tries
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Richelle was perched on the street lamp, her web stretching up to it, her body upside down as she held onto the web for dear life with both her hands and legs.
Blood was rushing to her head, and it was making her feel woozy. She let herself flop back to normal, swinging for a few feet before she hit the ground again. She was off-balance as she stood there, grabbing the lamp post to brace herself.
Why did Spider-Man even do that? It wasn't like it was a useful position to be in. Holding onto the web with your feet was just awkward, and she was still dealing with the rush of blood even now, several seconds later. What a dumb thing to do. It kinda made sense when he was climbing downwards for him to be upside down, but why would he balance himself upside down?!
She huffed, folding her arms as she leaned back against the lamp post.
She'd come out here to clear her head. It had sort of worked, in that her head had gotten bloated with blood... but also, it hadn't helped at all!
Her mom had slept with Dick! Dick had slept with her mom! She couldn't figure out whose betrayal was actually worse. Well, okay, it was her mom, since Dick constantly said he wasn't her boyfriend, whereas her mom was obviously not supposed to sleep with the guy she was into! Argh!
"Dick...!"
* * *
Lex dutifully listened to the audio that Amy had left on his desk. It was... well...
He just pinched the bridge of his nose as he finished the file. It wasn't particularly long. The context was obvious. But she obviously expected it to have some enormous impact on his decisions going forward, and it simply didn't, for one simple reason: he already knew Victoria wasn't really interested in him. She'd managed to find her way onto his computer, locating the files that he'd left for her. Her father had already tendered an offer for Cadmus Labs, and he was sure his father was gleefully watching him waste his money. The Hardwicks were about to become a lot less wealthy, and the Luthors were about to become significantly more.
He wished Amy's innocent beliefs about relationships were true for people like him. That he'd seen Victoria at that charity event and innocently thought that perhaps they could make a happy life together. That he cared if she cheated on him with Dick (if, indeed, she had cheated on him with Dick - he did now remember a certain plasticity about her smile when she'd been 'introduced' to Dick at the event).
The reality was that for people like him and Victoria, a romantic relationship was first and foremost a business partnership.
A business partnership she'd already betrayed in a far more substantial way than just by having sex with someone else.
He sighed. It was a sweet gesture on Amy's part. He was sure she had the best of intentions. He also wasn't blind. He could tell that she was interested in him... but he'd let the girlish crush fester quietly. Maybe for too long.
Still, something felt cruel about crushing her hopes so quickly after such a gesture. Once the Hardwicks had bitten too deeply into the poisoned apple they'd tried to steal from his garden, he'd tell her the actual reason that Victoria would no longer be visiting the mansion, at least. Depending on how long that took, he might be able to let her down gently at the same time.
* * *
Savannah panted softly as she laid on the bed, Dick having just pulled out of her. "Mm, you fuck me so good, white boy," she breathed out, looking up at him with a light smile on her lips.
"And you always pay me back," he replied, planting his cock in between her breasts.
"You really like my big black tits, huh?" She teased, smiling up at him as her hands went to her breasts, just gripping his cock with them. He started to gently pump back and forth atop her. "Good thing I'm the bustiest girl in Smallville."
"It's a good thing that you're beautiful, sexy, and drama free," he told her - his little way of reminding her that he wasn't comparing girls. That was part of his charm, really. When you were with him, other girls didn't exist. She quietly leaned forward, suckling softly on his cockhead, her tongue flicking against it. She could taste herself, a little bit, but most of the flavor was his cock - and it was a damn fine treat, a salty piece of white man-meat. He grunted in response, his length throbbing as he grew that little bit more excited, his hips pumping at her breasts, his balls slapping against them.
The titfuck didn't really do anything for her, but he clearly liked it, his hands reaching for her nipples, pinching them and pulling her breasts that little bit tighter around his cock. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't really pleasurable either - sadly, her tits weren't that sensitive. She suckled all the harder on the tip of his cock as he upped his pace, his length spearing into her mouth, running along her tongue as he just pumped away. She did her best to further massage his cock in her breasts, pushing her tits into each other, and into his dick, as he pumped at them both.
He let out a little groan of pleasure, and she made a game of seeing how quickly she could make him come, her tongue dancing along the underside of his cockhead each time it pushed into her mouth, her lips suckling on it. The little noises he made were always fun to hear, the little grunts and groans, the soft pants, the needy hnnghs where he almost but not quite came. Those ones were almost like a form of denial play, because she'd slurp extra hard on his cockhead as it was pushed deep into her mouth, mash her tits into his dick, lean up, and do everything she could to get him off - but then he'd fall slack for a moment, his orgasm once more missed.
She wondered how annoying it was for him. Or if it even was annoying - maybe he was intentionally trying not to come each time he did that. Hell, maybe he was just putting on a show for her.
It was fun, anyway. When he finally came in her mouth, she showed off his sweet-tasting cream for a long few seconds, then gulped it down eagerly, smiling warmly as she did. "Another tasty load of your white cum, Dick," she said, as he planted his ass down on the bed, sitting there as he caught his breath in the afterglow. She rested her cheek against his thigh, and he automatically started to stroke her hair. Her eyes first went to his cock - still hard, like always - before rolling onto her back to look up at him. His own eyes ran across her naked body, and she could only smile at the way he drank in her tits with his gaze. She wiggled her body. "Like my big, black tits still, huh?"
"Absolutely," he agreed. "Just like you like my big white cock," he added, absently flexing his dick right in front of her face. She let out a little laugh, then leaned in, kissing it flirtatiously, her tongue flicking against his slit. "Come on, babe, don't tease me."
"Who's teasing?" She replied, a smile on her lips, and she opened her mouth wide and expectantly.
He just planted one hand on the back of her head, quietly directing her down onto his cock, making her start to slowly but surely swallow up his length. She hummed around it, wanting to add to his pleasure, her tongue dancing along it - then the doorbell rang. For a moment, he just looked into the distance, like he could see through walls to the front door, and she just kept on sucking all the while, humming faintly to invite his attention back to her.
He did turn his gaze back to her, idly running his fingers through her hair as she sucked him up, shifting on the bed to make it easier for her. Soon enough, he was lying on his back on the bed, head propped up on some pillows, and she was on her hands and knees between his legs, slurping his fat cock up into her throat. She made sure to push her tits into his thighs as she moved, knowing by experience that that always excited Dick that little bit more. She gulped up his cock, hands on his thighs, running her tongue along the underside of his length.
"That's a good girl," he said with a long sigh, hand reaching down to run his fingers through her hair. She started to bob, gently raising and lowering her mouth on his cock, enjoying his salty taste as she bobbed on his dick. "God, your black lips and tits both look so good wrapped around my white cock, it's hard to pick which one I want more," he said, and she just smiled with her eyes up at him, hand reaching out to gently fondle his balls.
Then something wet sounded like it hit the roof just above Dick's room. He lived on the second story, so she initially assumed that it was just water or something, but Dick's response was to look in that direction, then hurriedly pull her off his cock. "Fucking hell, sorry, Savannah. I've got to deal with a little drama, I think," he said - and then Savannah saw a girl out the window, seemingly holding onto a rope or something.
It was Richelle, actually. "Oh, hey, Richelle," she said, with a smile and wave to the other girl. "You want a round with Big Dick?" She knew that Dick was fucking her, and she'd seemed okay, even if she was an awkward pervert that Savannah normally wouldn't think twice about. "Probably shouldn't try breaking into his bedroom."
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Richelle just sort of awkwardly sputtered as Savannah opened the window, still naked, and felt a steaming sense of inferiority as she watched those big stupid tits of hers flop around. After a second of just hanging there, she decided to clamber into the room. She'd been invited! "Hey, Dick," she said, with an awkward smile as she stepped into his bedroom.
"Richelle. Climbing up the side of my house is not romantic," Dick said, making her cheeks burn in humiliation at the quiet reproach.
"Yeah," Savannah said. "If you were a guy and you did that to me, I'd open the window with the yard clippers in hand and send you on your ass."
"I-! I was worried you were sick or something bad had happened! I mean, there were those guys, they tried to kill you, and they could move through solid objects or whatever, right?!"
"Richelle. Here is the rule. No climbing the side of my house. No stalking me. No weird 'romantic' shit. I'm not going to be your boyfriend, now or ever." Richelle squirmed, feeling smaller and smaller the more he spoke. "If you can accept all that, then I'll call you up and fuck you silly from time to time. If you break those rules, that's it, we're done. Understand?"
"Okay. I understand. Sorry... I really was worried, though! I mean, it was just a couple days ago that it happened..."
"To be clear, Richelle." Dick leaned up on the bed, and he was really hot and sexy. "I'm only even giving you this last chance because you did me a real favor, and you've never done anything too serious. I need you to understand that I've seen you following me at inappropriate times. It's one thing to look at me while we're at school, it's another to shadow me from a block behind." He- he'd noticed her?! B-but-! She'd been so stealthy! She'd practically been a female Solid Snake! "Got it?"
She gulped. "Yes... sorry..." She could feel tears starting to form in her eyes. She'd totally screwed things up! Idiot! Idiot! Now- who knew how much extra time it would take for Dick to realize that she was perfect for him, that they were pretty much picked by God for each other?! Months? Years?!
"Good. I need to make that clear to you, but you don't need to feel bad. If I didn't want to fuck you, I wouldn't offer you this second chance either." He got up from the bed at that point, his dick bouncing back and forth in the air as he moved, so big and hard and enticing. Richelle was practically drooling as he approached her. "Get down on your knees," he told her, and she dropped quickly to her knees, her jeans smacking against his carpeted floor. He just casually lined up his cock with her lips, and she let her mouth fall open for him, hoping that he'd forgive her for this transgression if she behaved herself now.
When he didn't immediately shove his cock forward, she instead slurped his cock down into her mouth, gagging a bit as she took it, tearing up, but continuing anyway. Her hands grabbed onto his bare thighs, and she looked up at him for approval. He gave her a little pat on the head - and then turned his attention up to Savannah.
She couldn't complain about that. If she complained about that, he'd definitely file her into 'gross clingy stalker bitch' and then they'd never be together. She had to show that she was totally fine being just another fuckbuddy, or he wouldn't keep her around long enough to stop sowing his wild oats. So she just started to bob her head on his cock, noisily slurping and sucking, licking all over his big, fat, tasty cock as it slid in and out of her throat.
"Don't worry too much about Dixie, she really loves sucking cock," he told Savannah, and Richelle nodded readily, happy to hear him use her nickname again. Her hand went down into her pants (you had to wear pants when you were jumping around and swinging webs, Supergirl was an idiot to wear a skirt any guy could look up), starting to frig herself as she simultaneously began to forcefully bob on his cock, ramming her mouth up and down as hard as she could, sucking and slurping and twisting her head energetically, wanting to show him what a good girl she could be.
He reached out for Savannah at that point, pulling the other girl up to him, and Richelle resisted the urge to let out a noise of unhappiness as she watched him grope Savannah's tits and ass (why did she have to be so skinny? Why couldn't she have big tits?! Maybe she should get a boob job, then he wouldn't need Savannah's tits!) and start making out with the black girl. She could hear them sloppily slobbering all over each other, the wet smacks of his tongue against Savannah's. Out of the corner of her eye, she could even see him slide his fingers into Savannah's pussy, starting to finger her.
It was obviously a test! She wasn't dumb! She wasn't going to fall for it! Obviously, he was doing that to see if she really meant it when she said she was sorry and that she'd do better going forward, so she just bobbed all the more frantically on his cock, closing her eyes altogether to just focus on pleasuring him. She wouldn't overreact, or get angry, or upset (at least, not outwardly) about him fingerfucking and making out with another girl right in front of him. She was going to ignore the little noises of pleasure that Savannah was letting out as she got fingered. She was going to focus on Dick, and herself, and screw Savannah! She'd show Dick that she could be a good girl!
Her hand in her cunt got even more active, her bobbing more frantic and louder. Her head swiveled from side to side as she sucked and licked all over his cock, her eyes remaining shut. In her mind's eye, she could rewrite the whole scenario. He wasn't making out with somebody else. It was just the two of them there, her on her knees, sucking his dick, and he was just quietly taking it. In fact, in this fantasy, it was their wedding night, and she was in her wedding dress as she slurped hungrily on his dick, her mouth bobbing up and down maniacally. She'd open up with the blowjob, and then-! Actually, he'd probably fuck her, right? She could ask for a fucking after this blowjob, and he'd probably give it to her, he wasn't selfish!
She slammed herself down his length, holding herself down in his pelvis, mashing her nose into his groin. Her hand in her cunt went absolutely crazy, and she finally managed to get herself off, letting out a choked moan around his cock. "See?! I can suck your dick and come even when you're fingering and making out with another girl in front of me! That's how much I love you, Dick!" She wanted to cry the words out, but obviously saying them out loud would be stupid. So instead she just slurped on his cock even more wetly as she came, her legs spasming beneath her. Wet, gagging noises of pleasure escaped her throat, and she could only hope that it served to further pleasure him, her mouth going absolutely wild on his dick.
Once her orgasm finished, Dick pulled her off his cock, leaving her to gasp and pant for air, staring up at him through teary eyes. He also broke off the kiss with Savannah, looking down at her again. "Pay attention to me!" (She didn't scream that, either.)
"Why don't you get naked, babe?" She immediately started to strip, peeling her way out of her clothes. He casually led Savannah away from her, and with a little direction, she was soon lying on the bed right next to Savannah.
The other girl was so much more casual about this whole thing than Richelle could possibly be, spreading her legs readily for him. Richelle grabbed her thighs and hefted them up a little, wanting to make it that little bit easier for him to fuck her - and she won their little unspoken contest, because he shoved his cock into her pussy first, just ramming himself inside her and starting to pound away. He watched her body from above, his eyes on her features as he furiously pounded into her, his mattress squeaking beneath her as he rutted away. Her pussy was wet and on fire from the rough fucking, and she just let the pleasure wash over her. It was soooo good, he was so rough and hard and just wonderful. Her eyes wandered his naked body, and she could feel a dopey smile run across her lips.
Then she came. Her body spasmed on his cock, and she tried to lock her legs around his hips, wanting to drag him inside her and feel him spray his hot cum inside her on some animalistic instinct. Unfortunately, he just casually pulled out, her wobbly legs too weak to stop him despite her super strength, and went right over to shove his dick in Savannah's pussy.
"Mmm, that's it," Savannah half-moaned, quivering on his cock, and Richelle immediately regretted not dirty talking for him. Idiot! Idiot idiot idiot! She had to be the best lay he'd ever had, if she wanted him to ever stop fucking other women! Dick's cock was pressed deep inside of Savannah's pussy, and he was just rolling his hips around inside her. "Fuck me with that big, white, cock, baby," she breathed out, squirming subtly on his cock. He took hold of her thighs, pushing deep inside her, and Richelle could actually see the other girl's stomach faintly bulging.
She needed to take in every detail of how Savannah fucked Dick, to be the absolute best lay she could be! She had an advantage (superpowers), but she hadn't been having sex with Dick for as long. "Your black pussy loves this white cock, doesn't it?" Dick asked, as he ground around inside her. She just panted and moaned, nodding her head rapidly. He leaned down over her as he just shifted his hips, rolling his cock around inside her, his hands going to Savannah's breasts. He played with and squeezed them, making Richelle feel inadequate up top again, but she just mentally resolved to put together the money and get a boob job... but what if he liked big naturals?!
She was still warring with herself over whether or not to get a boob job when Savannah came, moaning loudly on his cock - and he promptly pulled out of her, grabbing Richelle's thighs and just starting to ram away at her pussy. She squeaked at the first thrust, then remembered: dirty talk! She couldn't do the race play thing, though. "Ohh, it's so big, Dick! Thank you for fucking me with your big dick! I love it! Harder, harder," she panted out, mostly because it sounded good, but Dick apparently liked it, because he upped his pace still further, the mattress squeaking underneath her as she got absolutely fucked into the bed.
She loved how it felt, his big, fat cock ramming deep inside her, her head spinning from each thrust. Her head rolled from side to side - and then she came, moaning as she cast her head back. Dick took the opportunity to pull out of her, going back to Savannah and stuffing his cock inside, just grinding against her while Richelle quietly shivered on the bed in the afterglow of her own orgasm.
"That's it, that's it, stuff me full of that big, white cock," Savannah begged. "You feel so good inside me, grind it in."
Richelle just bit her lip. She should add her own dirty talk, right? Even while he was fucking Savannah? But it had to be good, though. It had to get Dick off. It couldn't sound selfish or needy, like begging for more sex, or he'd definitely get mad at her. Well... okay... "Fuck her good, Dick!" She said, and both of them looked at her, making her instantly want to curl into a ball. "I- I'm encouraging you, to have good sex," she said, hurriedly - and Dick just reached over for her, continuing to grind inside of Savannah. He gently pat her head, reassuring her that she hadn't done something bad and gone too far - and then he stuffed his fingers into her cunt and started to fingerbang her hand, pounding at her pussy with relentless force.
She actually wound up coming before Savannah, that round.
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I kept alternating between the pair, grinding deep inside Savannah's pussy before ramming away at Richelle's eager cunt. Richelle tried some dirty talk, but while it was nice that she was trying to be encouraging... well, I decided to tell Savannah to give her some dirty talk tips, after we were done. (And Richelle wasn't around, I didn't want to hurt her feelings.)
When I finally decided I wanted to come, I just shifted up onto the bed, placing my dick between their faces. They were both a little woozy from all the orgasms, but they managed to lean up. Savannah kissed and suckled at the side of my cock, and Richelle soon copied her, looking up at me for approval. I just gingerly pushed their bodies together - I didn't want to make a mess on the bed - and then came, spraying hot cum all over their bare chests and naked, sweaty bodies. It looked better on Savannah (white cum on dark skin is damn fine), but Richelle was making an effort, so I made sure to give her an equally thick load rather than making her feel left out.
When I was spent, Richelle kept on quietly suckling on the side of my cock, looking up at me sweetly for approval.
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Richelle was perched on the street lamp, her web stretching up to it, her body upside down as she held onto the web for dear life with both her hands and legs.
Blood was rushing to her head, and it was making her feel woozy. She let herself flop back to normal, swinging for a few feet before she hit the ground again. She was off-balance as she stood there, grabbing the lamp post to brace herself.
Why did Spider-Man even do that? It wasn't like it was a useful position to be in. Holding onto the web with your feet was just awkward, and she was still dealing with the rush of blood even now, several seconds later. What a dumb thing to do. It kinda made sense when he was climbing downwards for him to be upside down, but why would he balance himself upside down?!
She huffed, folding her arms as she leaned back against the lamp post.
She'd come out here to clear her head. It had sort of worked, in that her head had gotten bloated with blood... but also, it hadn't helped at all!
Her mom had slept with Dick! Dick had slept with her mom! She couldn't figure out whose betrayal was actually worse. Well, okay, it was her mom, since Dick constantly said he wasn't her boyfriend, whereas her mom was obviously not supposed to sleep with the guy she was into! Argh!
"Dick...!"
* * *
Lex dutifully listened to the audio that Amy had left on his desk. It was... well...
He just pinched the bridge of his nose as he finished the file. It wasn't particularly long. The context was obvious. But she obviously expected it to have some enormous impact on his decisions going forward, and it simply didn't, for one simple reason: he already knew Victoria wasn't really interested in him. She'd managed to find her way onto his computer, locating the files that he'd left for her. Her father had already tendered an offer for Cadmus Labs, and he was sure his father was gleefully watching him waste his money. The Hardwicks were about to become a lot less wealthy, and the Luthors were about to become significantly more.
He wished Amy's innocent beliefs about relationships were true for people like him. That he'd seen Victoria at that charity event and innocently thought that perhaps they could make a happy life together. That he cared if she cheated on him with Dick (if, indeed, she had cheated on him with Dick - he did now remember a certain plasticity about her smile when she'd been 'introduced' to Dick at the event).
The reality was that for people like him and Victoria, a romantic relationship was first and foremost a business partnership.
A business partnership she'd already betrayed in a far more substantial way than just by having sex with someone else.
He sighed. It was a sweet gesture on Amy's part. He was sure she had the best of intentions. He also wasn't blind. He could tell that she was interested in him... but he'd let the girlish crush fester quietly. Maybe for too long.
Still, something felt cruel about crushing her hopes so quickly after such a gesture. Once the Hardwicks had bitten too deeply into the poisoned apple they'd tried to steal from his garden, he'd tell her the actual reason that Victoria would no longer be visiting the mansion, at least. Depending on how long that took, he might be able to let her down gently at the same time.
* * *
Savannah panted softly as she laid on the bed, Dick having just pulled out of her. "Mm, you fuck me so good, white boy," she breathed out, looking up at him with a light smile on her lips.
"And you always pay me back," he replied, planting his cock in between her breasts.
"You really like my big black tits, huh?" She teased, smiling up at him as her hands went to her breasts, just gripping his cock with them. He started to gently pump back and forth atop her. "Good thing I'm the bustiest girl in Smallville."
"It's a good thing that you're beautiful, sexy, and drama free," he told her - his little way of reminding her that he wasn't comparing girls. That was part of his charm, really. When you were with him, other girls didn't exist. She quietly leaned forward, suckling softly on his cockhead, her tongue flicking against it. She could taste herself, a little bit, but most of the flavor was his cock - and it was a damn fine treat, a salty piece of white man-meat. He grunted in response, his length throbbing as he grew that little bit more excited, his hips pumping at her breasts, his balls slapping against them.
The titfuck didn't really do anything for her, but he clearly liked it, his hands reaching for her nipples, pinching them and pulling her breasts that little bit tighter around his cock. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't really pleasurable either - sadly, her tits weren't that sensitive. She suckled all the harder on the tip of his cock as he upped his pace, his length spearing into her mouth, running along her tongue as he just pumped away. She did her best to further massage his cock in her breasts, pushing her tits into each other, and into his dick, as he pumped at them both.
He let out a little groan of pleasure, and she made a game of seeing how quickly she could make him come, her tongue dancing along the underside of his cockhead each time it pushed into her mouth, her lips suckling on it. The little noises he made were always fun to hear, the little grunts and groans, the soft pants, the needy hnnghs where he almost but not quite came. Those ones were almost like a form of denial play, because she'd slurp extra hard on his cockhead as it was pushed deep into her mouth, mash her tits into his dick, lean up, and do everything she could to get him off - but then he'd fall slack for a moment, his orgasm once more missed.
She wondered how annoying it was for him. Or if it even was annoying - maybe he was intentionally trying not to come each time he did that. Hell, maybe he was just putting on a show for her.
It was fun, anyway. When he finally came in her mouth, she showed off his sweet-tasting cream for a long few seconds, then gulped it down eagerly, smiling warmly as she did. "Another tasty load of your white cum, Dick," she said, as he planted his ass down on the bed, sitting there as he caught his breath in the afterglow. She rested her cheek against his thigh, and he automatically started to stroke her hair. Her eyes first went to his cock - still hard, like always - before rolling onto her back to look up at him. His own eyes ran across her naked body, and she could only smile at the way he drank in her tits with his gaze. She wiggled her body. "Like my big, black tits still, huh?"
"Absolutely," he agreed. "Just like you like my big white cock," he added, absently flexing his dick right in front of her face. She let out a little laugh, then leaned in, kissing it flirtatiously, her tongue flicking against his slit. "Come on, babe, don't tease me."
"Who's teasing?" She replied, a smile on her lips, and she opened her mouth wide and expectantly.
He just planted one hand on the back of her head, quietly directing her down onto his cock, making her start to slowly but surely swallow up his length. She hummed around it, wanting to add to his pleasure, her tongue dancing along it - then the doorbell rang. For a moment, he just looked into the distance, like he could see through walls to the front door, and she just kept on sucking all the while, humming faintly to invite his attention back to her.
He did turn his gaze back to her, idly running his fingers through her hair as she sucked him up, shifting on the bed to make it easier for her. Soon enough, he was lying on his back on the bed, head propped up on some pillows, and she was on her hands and knees between his legs, slurping his fat cock up into her throat. She made sure to push her tits into his thighs as she moved, knowing by experience that that always excited Dick that little bit more. She gulped up his cock, hands on his thighs, running her tongue along the underside of his length.
"That's a good girl," he said with a long sigh, hand reaching down to run his fingers through her hair. She started to bob, gently raising and lowering her mouth on his cock, enjoying his salty taste as she bobbed on his dick. "God, your black lips and tits both look so good wrapped around my white cock, it's hard to pick which one I want more," he said, and she just smiled with her eyes up at him, hand reaching out to gently fondle his balls.
Then something wet sounded like it hit the roof just above Dick's room. He lived on the second story, so she initially assumed that it was just water or something, but Dick's response was to look in that direction, then hurriedly pull her off his cock. "Fucking hell, sorry, Savannah. I've got to deal with a little drama, I think," he said - and then Savannah saw a girl out the window, seemingly holding onto a rope or something.
It was Richelle, actually. "Oh, hey, Richelle," she said, with a smile and wave to the other girl. "You want a round with Big Dick?" She knew that Dick was fucking her, and she'd seemed okay, even if she was an awkward pervert that Savannah normally wouldn't think twice about. "Probably shouldn't try breaking into his bedroom."
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Richelle just sort of awkwardly sputtered as Savannah opened the window, still naked, and felt a steaming sense of inferiority as she watched those big stupid tits of hers flop around. After a second of just hanging there, she decided to clamber into the room. She'd been invited! "Hey, Dick," she said, with an awkward smile as she stepped into his bedroom.
"Richelle. Climbing up the side of my house is not romantic," Dick said, making her cheeks burn in humiliation at the quiet reproach.
"Yeah," Savannah said. "If you were a guy and you did that to me, I'd open the window with the yard clippers in hand and send you on your ass."
"I-! I was worried you were sick or something bad had happened! I mean, there were those guys, they tried to kill you, and they could move through solid objects or whatever, right?!"
"Richelle. Here is the rule. No climbing the side of my house. No stalking me. No weird 'romantic' shit. I'm not going to be your boyfriend, now or ever." Richelle squirmed, feeling smaller and smaller the more he spoke. "If you can accept all that, then I'll call you up and fuck you silly from time to time. If you break those rules, that's it, we're done. Understand?"
"Okay. I understand. Sorry... I really was worried, though! I mean, it was just a couple days ago that it happened..."
"To be clear, Richelle." Dick leaned up on the bed, and he was really hot and sexy. "I'm only even giving you this last chance because you did me a real favor, and you've never done anything too serious. I need you to understand that I've seen you following me at inappropriate times. It's one thing to look at me while we're at school, it's another to shadow me from a block behind." He- he'd noticed her?! B-but-! She'd been so stealthy! She'd practically been a female Solid Snake! "Got it?"
She gulped. "Yes... sorry..." She could feel tears starting to form in her eyes. She'd totally screwed things up! Idiot! Idiot! Now- who knew how much extra time it would take for Dick to realize that she was perfect for him, that they were pretty much picked by God for each other?! Months? Years?!
"Good. I need to make that clear to you, but you don't need to feel bad. If I didn't want to fuck you, I wouldn't offer you this second chance either." He got up from the bed at that point, his dick bouncing back and forth in the air as he moved, so big and hard and enticing. Richelle was practically drooling as he approached her. "Get down on your knees," he told her, and she dropped quickly to her knees, her jeans smacking against his carpeted floor. He just casually lined up his cock with her lips, and she let her mouth fall open for him, hoping that he'd forgive her for this transgression if she behaved herself now.
When he didn't immediately shove his cock forward, she instead slurped his cock down into her mouth, gagging a bit as she took it, tearing up, but continuing anyway. Her hands grabbed onto his bare thighs, and she looked up at him for approval. He gave her a little pat on the head - and then turned his attention up to Savannah.
She couldn't complain about that. If she complained about that, he'd definitely file her into 'gross clingy stalker bitch' and then they'd never be together. She had to show that she was totally fine being just another fuckbuddy, or he wouldn't keep her around long enough to stop sowing his wild oats. So she just started to bob her head on his cock, noisily slurping and sucking, licking all over his big, fat, tasty cock as it slid in and out of her throat.
"Don't worry too much about Dixie, she really loves sucking cock," he told Savannah, and Richelle nodded readily, happy to hear him use her nickname again. Her hand went down into her pants (you had to wear pants when you were jumping around and swinging webs, Supergirl was an idiot to wear a skirt any guy could look up), starting to frig herself as she simultaneously began to forcefully bob on his cock, ramming her mouth up and down as hard as she could, sucking and slurping and twisting her head energetically, wanting to show him what a good girl she could be.
He reached out for Savannah at that point, pulling the other girl up to him, and Richelle resisted the urge to let out a noise of unhappiness as she watched him grope Savannah's tits and ass (why did she have to be so skinny? Why couldn't she have big tits?! Maybe she should get a boob job, then he wouldn't need Savannah's tits!) and start making out with the black girl. She could hear them sloppily slobbering all over each other, the wet smacks of his tongue against Savannah's. Out of the corner of her eye, she could even see him slide his fingers into Savannah's pussy, starting to finger her.
It was obviously a test! She wasn't dumb! She wasn't going to fall for it! Obviously, he was doing that to see if she really meant it when she said she was sorry and that she'd do better going forward, so she just bobbed all the more frantically on his cock, closing her eyes altogether to just focus on pleasuring him. She wouldn't overreact, or get angry, or upset (at least, not outwardly) about him fingerfucking and making out with another girl right in front of him. She was going to ignore the little noises of pleasure that Savannah was letting out as she got fingered. She was going to focus on Dick, and herself, and screw Savannah! She'd show Dick that she could be a good girl!
Her hand in her cunt got even more active, her bobbing more frantic and louder. Her head swiveled from side to side as she sucked and licked all over his cock, her eyes remaining shut. In her mind's eye, she could rewrite the whole scenario. He wasn't making out with somebody else. It was just the two of them there, her on her knees, sucking his dick, and he was just quietly taking it. In fact, in this fantasy, it was their wedding night, and she was in her wedding dress as she slurped hungrily on his dick, her mouth bobbing up and down maniacally. She'd open up with the blowjob, and then-! Actually, he'd probably fuck her, right? She could ask for a fucking after this blowjob, and he'd probably give it to her, he wasn't selfish!
She slammed herself down his length, holding herself down in his pelvis, mashing her nose into his groin. Her hand in her cunt went absolutely crazy, and she finally managed to get herself off, letting out a choked moan around his cock. "See?! I can suck your dick and come even when you're fingering and making out with another girl in front of me! That's how much I love you, Dick!" She wanted to cry the words out, but obviously saying them out loud would be stupid. So instead she just slurped on his cock even more wetly as she came, her legs spasming beneath her. Wet, gagging noises of pleasure escaped her throat, and she could only hope that it served to further pleasure him, her mouth going absolutely wild on his dick.
Once her orgasm finished, Dick pulled her off his cock, leaving her to gasp and pant for air, staring up at him through teary eyes. He also broke off the kiss with Savannah, looking down at her again. "Pay attention to me!" (She didn't scream that, either.)
"Why don't you get naked, babe?" She immediately started to strip, peeling her way out of her clothes. He casually led Savannah away from her, and with a little direction, she was soon lying on the bed right next to Savannah.
The other girl was so much more casual about this whole thing than Richelle could possibly be, spreading her legs readily for him. Richelle grabbed her thighs and hefted them up a little, wanting to make it that little bit easier for him to fuck her - and she won their little unspoken contest, because he shoved his cock into her pussy first, just ramming himself inside her and starting to pound away. He watched her body from above, his eyes on her features as he furiously pounded into her, his mattress squeaking beneath her as he rutted away. Her pussy was wet and on fire from the rough fucking, and she just let the pleasure wash over her. It was soooo good, he was so rough and hard and just wonderful. Her eyes wandered his naked body, and she could feel a dopey smile run across her lips.
Then she came. Her body spasmed on his cock, and she tried to lock her legs around his hips, wanting to drag him inside her and feel him spray his hot cum inside her on some animalistic instinct. Unfortunately, he just casually pulled out, her wobbly legs too weak to stop him despite her super strength, and went right over to shove his dick in Savannah's pussy.
"Mmm, that's it," Savannah half-moaned, quivering on his cock, and Richelle immediately regretted not dirty talking for him. Idiot! Idiot idiot idiot! She had to be the best lay he'd ever had, if she wanted him to ever stop fucking other women! Dick's cock was pressed deep inside of Savannah's pussy, and he was just rolling his hips around inside her. "Fuck me with that big, white, cock, baby," she breathed out, squirming subtly on his cock. He took hold of her thighs, pushing deep inside her, and Richelle could actually see the other girl's stomach faintly bulging.
She needed to take in every detail of how Savannah fucked Dick, to be the absolute best lay she could be! She had an advantage (superpowers), but she hadn't been having sex with Dick for as long. "Your black pussy loves this white cock, doesn't it?" Dick asked, as he ground around inside her. She just panted and moaned, nodding her head rapidly. He leaned down over her as he just shifted his hips, rolling his cock around inside her, his hands going to Savannah's breasts. He played with and squeezed them, making Richelle feel inadequate up top again, but she just mentally resolved to put together the money and get a boob job... but what if he liked big naturals?!
She was still warring with herself over whether or not to get a boob job when Savannah came, moaning loudly on his cock - and he promptly pulled out of her, grabbing Richelle's thighs and just starting to ram away at her pussy. She squeaked at the first thrust, then remembered: dirty talk! She couldn't do the race play thing, though. "Ohh, it's so big, Dick! Thank you for fucking me with your big dick! I love it! Harder, harder," she panted out, mostly because it sounded good, but Dick apparently liked it, because he upped his pace still further, the mattress squeaking underneath her as she got absolutely fucked into the bed.
She loved how it felt, his big, fat cock ramming deep inside her, her head spinning from each thrust. Her head rolled from side to side - and then she came, moaning as she cast her head back. Dick took the opportunity to pull out of her, going back to Savannah and stuffing his cock inside, just grinding against her while Richelle quietly shivered on the bed in the afterglow of her own orgasm.
"That's it, that's it, stuff me full of that big, white cock," Savannah begged. "You feel so good inside me, grind it in."
Richelle just bit her lip. She should add her own dirty talk, right? Even while he was fucking Savannah? But it had to be good, though. It had to get Dick off. It couldn't sound selfish or needy, like begging for more sex, or he'd definitely get mad at her. Well... okay... "Fuck her good, Dick!" She said, and both of them looked at her, making her instantly want to curl into a ball. "I- I'm encouraging you, to have good sex," she said, hurriedly - and Dick just reached over for her, continuing to grind inside of Savannah. He gently pat her head, reassuring her that she hadn't done something bad and gone too far - and then he stuffed his fingers into her cunt and started to fingerbang her hand, pounding at her pussy with relentless force.
She actually wound up coming before Savannah, that round.
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I kept alternating between the pair, grinding deep inside Savannah's pussy before ramming away at Richelle's eager cunt. Richelle tried some dirty talk, but while it was nice that she was trying to be encouraging... well, I decided to tell Savannah to give her some dirty talk tips, after we were done. (And Richelle wasn't around, I didn't want to hurt her feelings.)
When I finally decided I wanted to come, I just shifted up onto the bed, placing my dick between their faces. They were both a little woozy from all the orgasms, but they managed to lean up. Savannah kissed and suckled at the side of my cock, and Richelle soon copied her, looking up at me for approval. I just gingerly pushed their bodies together - I didn't want to make a mess on the bed - and then came, spraying hot cum all over their bare chests and naked, sweaty bodies. It looked better on Savannah (white cum on dark skin is damn fine), but Richelle was making an effort, so I made sure to give her an equally thick load rather than making her feel left out.
When I was spent, Richelle kept on quietly suckling on the side of my cock, looking up at me sweetly for approval.
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