The Boobit Chapter Three: A Short Fuck By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction that contains material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or over. Most of the characters in this story are the creation and property of Mr. X. See the Prologue for a full list. You can send any feedback to: troi@hotmail.com * The heroines squished their way out of the park, their enthusiasm for their mission at a low point. "My boots are full of troll cum," complained Amazing Babe. "If it was just my boots that were packed with troll cum, I wouldn't mind, grumbled Green Spectre. "Well, I don't see what we can do about it," replied Ms. Americana tartly as a chunk of dried cum broke off from her tits and fell to the ground. "Wait a second," said Got Gal. "I, or rather Tonya O'Donnell did a news story a couple of days ago about Lady Kraft buying a mansion in this area. I think it is called Rivendale. I'm sure she would let us clean up at her place before we went on" This idea received unanimous approval from the entire group and after some searching and a few false starts, the group found the right mansion. "Goddess, I never thought we would find the right place," muttered Ms. Americana as they trooped up the driveway toward Lady Kraft's new mansion. "It was pretty embarrassing when we crashed the meeting of the Chastity Society of Delta City at Mrs. Snobbushs," said Champion Girl. "I didn't even know such a thing existed, or was even possible" said Azure Angel. "I mean, I already had my top off in anticipation of a nice hot shower and the looks I got from them were pretty intense." "I'm not sure that group is going to last after today," muttered Got Chic. "I wasn't sure it was going to last long enough for us to get out of there," snickered Got Gal. "One second there were a couple dozen polite, nicely dressed young ladies sitting there drinking tea, and the next they were a sex crazed mob trying to rip our costumes off." "Yumi's tits are a pretty good cure for chastity," agreed Amazing Babe. "I just hope Mrs. Snobbush is going to be ok," put in Omega Woman. "It was only her throwing herself across the door and in front of that mob that allowed us time to get out of there without being ravished by those horny bitches." "That would have been a real shame," said Green Specter, suddenly looking a little regretful. "Well, we saw the ambulance driving up as we made a run for it," said Ms. Americana. "Our second attempt to find the right house didn't go much better," noted Power Lass. "It was just our bad luck to pick a house with a meeting of a hundred Boy Scouts, who spontaneously went through puberty and saw us as a way to get some hands on practice," said Shield. "I don't think it was proper for the Scout Leader to tell the boys to ‘Go get them sluts'," said Specter Girl. "We would never have got away from those horny little fuckers if we hadn't doubled back and led them into the girls from the chastity group," said Champion Girl. "I think that sort of killed two birds with one stone." [Note From Monitor 7482: Whew, that was a close one. Those Boy Scouts were definitely underage and it took some work to divert Flag Girl's dream away from the heroines meeting them in a carnal way. I even received a "well done" message from Lord Druxal for that one.] Fortunately, they had the right mansion this time as it was Lady Kraft herself who opened the door and greeted them. "You are welcome to use the pool to clean off," she said. "In fact there is just a little party starting and you are welcome to join us. It's just a few old friends of mine." The heroines and Flag Girl trudged around the house to reach the pool at the back and found that Lady Kraft's "little" party consisted of a couple hundred rich and famous people from various walks of life including musicians, actors and those famous simply for being famous. All eyes swivelled to look at the fifteen nearly naked, cum covered busty women as they rounded the house and approached the pool. [Note From Monitor 7482: Lord Druxal has instructed me to insert this message into the dream. All resemblance between any characters in this scene and anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Also, this is a parody and so covered by Fair Use. Finally, it that isn't good enough for you, Lord Druxal says you can kiss his scaly, green ass.] "Oh my," said a man who looked a lot like a former President. "It looks like Lady Kraft has thoughtfully provided us with some entertainment. It's a good thing my wife isn't here." "I'm standing right beside you Bill," said his wife. "Pity," said the man. "Well nothing, including me being in the next room as stopped you from fooling around before, so I don't expect it to stop you now," said his wife with a sigh. "But, if you get to play with these big boobed whores, I do to." "Er, we just came to use the pool to clean up," said Ms. Americana looking around nervously at the large crowd of people staring at them. "Oh that's fine with us," said a man who looked like a Supreme Court Justice, "but you should take those costumes off. Just so they can be cleaned of course." "Oh, I think the pool will wash them clean," said Got Gal. "Nonsense, the chlorine in the pool water will likely destroy such sensitive garments," said a woman who looked like a U.S. Senator. Under the appreciative eyes of all the guests, the heroines felt they had no other option but to remove their costumes and hand them over to Lady Kraft's maid to be washed. In short order there were fifteen naked, busty women standing at the edge of the pool. As the woman were about to jump into the water to have at least that to cover their naked bodies, someone else made a suggestion. "How about a little high diving contest?" suggested the CEO of a trillion dollar market cap company. "Um, I don't know," said Ms. Americana looking up at the diving board that was ten meters up in the air where everyone could get a good clear look of the jiggling, bouncing action. "Oh don't be a Debbie Downer,," said Lady Kraft as she came up just in time to hear the suggestion. "We can appoint judges and everything. Vlad, you can play the Russian judge. It just wouldn't be right without a corrupt Russian judge." "Only if I get to personally interview some of the contestants afterwards," said Vlad with a leer as he looked over the cringing heroines. "How the hell, did HE even get into the country to come to this party?" asked Got Gal in a whisper to Omega Woman. "Hell, he probably flew in on Air Force One for all I know," whispered Omega Woman back. "Arnold you can be the German judge," said Lady Kraft as she squeezed the muscular arm of the former action movie star and politician. "I'm Austrian," replied Arnold in his thick accented English. "German, Austrian, it was all the same in the last war," said Lady Kraft, "unless of course you were a member of the Van Trapp family I guess. Don, you can be the American judge, but no firing anyone until the contest is over. Boris, stop drinking. We need you sober to be the British judge. Paul, you will have to be the Australian judge since Rupert is passed out on top of Miss October over there and someone check to make sure he is still alive. At his age, I don't know if he can do another Octoberfest. George, we better have an Asian judge for some diversity, so you're it." "But everyone knows I'm gay," protested George. "That's alright, it means you can be trusted to be totally neutral and unbiased," replied Lady Kraft. "Ok, ladies up you go. Ms. Americana first," and she gave the Queen of Justice a slap on the ass to get her moving towards the ladder. "I am going to get you for this Sarah," said Ms. Americana through gritted teeth, but she started climbing. The dark haired heroine walked out into the plain view of everyone in the party, naked except for her mask and walked to the end of the diving board. She bounced up and down once and nearly took an eye out and then leapt in a graceful arc that had her breast streaming out in front of her and made a clean entry into the water head first. A few seconds later, Ms. Americana stuck her head up above the surface, her boobs just floating above the water. "No way she is ever going to drown with those big fun bags," said a network news anchor appreciatively. All the judges except Vlad scored the dive a 10. He gave a 1 and was soundly booed by everyone. "Hah, I not give high marks to symbol of Western decadence," he said with a snort. [Total: 51] Next up on the platform, by virtue of being pushed there by those behind her was Power Lass. She did a couple of nervous bounces on her toes which were really appreciated by those watching as they made her huge jugs slosh up and down and then dove for the water. She wasn't nearly as graceful as Ms. Americana had been and splashed down tits first sending up a geyser of water that splashed anyone to close to the edge of the pool. Arnold, Don, Paul and Boris gave her a 7 anyway, George gave her a 6 and Vlad gave her a 1. [Total:35] Heroines are nothing, if not competitive and the contest they hadn't wanted began to heat up. Omega Woman sauntered out and when she reached the end of the board, turned around to dive backwards, first giving everyone a real good long look at her ass before doing a neat summersault in mid air before cleaving the surface of the water. Arnold gave her a 10, Boris, Don and Paul gave her a 9, George gave her an 8, deducting two points for not sticking the landing quite right and Vlad gave her a 1. [Total: 46] "Remind me to suggest this as an event we should cover," said the executive of a major sports network, that has four initials, to his Administrative Assistant. They won't let you put nudity on TV Uncle," she replied. "We'll pitch it to HBO then" decided the executive. "They put Game of Thrones on and it had a lot more nudity and sex than this." "I don't see any brothers or sisters on the judge panel," grumbled Lady Midnight as she took her turn on the diving board, "just five old white guys and one gay Asian." Still, the ebony heroine gave a wave to the crowd and did a near perfect dive. Arnold, Don, Paul and Boris gave her 8, George gave her a 9 and Vlad gave her a 1. Vlad tried to soothe the grumbling crowd by saying he would be willing to give Lady Midnight personal lessons after the contest. [Total: 42[ Azure Angel was up next and she bounced up and down all the way down the board, mugging for the judges and the audience. At the end of the board, she gave one more extra high bounce and dove. Arnold, gave her a 7, saying she reminded him of someone, Paul, Boris and Don gave her a 9, George gave her a 10 and shrugged when someone accused him of bias. Vlad gave her a 1. [Total" 45] Champion Girl took her turn next. The solar powered heroine might have been accused by some as cheating as she used her powers to make her skin glow as she wiggled down the board, bounced and jumped. "Hot stuff," said Don who gave her a 10. Arnold, Paul and Boris gave her 9, George gave her an 8, deducting two marks for being showy and Vlad gave her a 1. [Total: 46] Hexanna went for degree of difficulty with her dive. After placing her skull staff in her mouth, she gave her light brown boobs a few gentle squeezes at the end of the board, bounced and dove, taking her staff out of her mouth on the way down. Arnold, Paul, Boris and Don gave her 9, George gave her a 7 for being a show-off and Vlad gave her a 1. [Total: 44] Got Chic tried to wow the audience by running down the board at full boob bouncing speed and dove the farthest, almost hitting the super model who was in the pool at the far end sipping on a Bloody Mary. She got 8 across the board from the judges for her enthusiasm if not great form except for Vlad who gave her a 1. [Total: 41] Spectre Girl tried to milk the crowd with a timid and scared act. She would walk to the edge of the board and peer over the edge then back away. She did this several times, thus working the audience up into a frenzy and giving them a lot longer look at her ample assets. Unfortunately, her acting was better than her diving. Don gave her a 10, saying he liked young blondes, Boris gave her a 9, Arnold, Paul and George gave her a 7 and Vlad gave her a 1. [Total: 41] Got Gal decided to go for her strong suit of being a slut, since she wasn't a great diver. So, the blonde bounced on the end of the board, lifted her large breasts to her mouth and sucked on the nipples until the crowd roared. When she dived, she went with a legs first and spread wide style to display her pussy to the crowd. That got her 10 from Don and Boris, 9 from Arnold, 8 from Paul, 6 from George who said it lacked style and a 1 from Vlad. [Total: 44] Amazing Babe showed off her beauty contest winning skills with a brilliant smile as she paused halfway down the diving board like it was a catwalk to raise her arms over her head, clasped together as if proclaiming her inevitable victory. Her massive melons wobbled and shook so much that one billionaire in the crowd keeled over with a heart attack and was ignored by everyone around him, including strangely enough his beloved son and heir. Amazing Babe's dive when it finally came after much mugging for the crowd was almost as perfect as Ms. Americanas. Boris, Don, Paul and Arnold gave her 10, George gave her a 9 and Vlad gave her a 2. "I had to give her one for each amazing boob," he explained. [Total: 51] Flag Girl wished she didn't have to follow Amazing Babe, though she was never ever going to admit that to anyone. She did a lot of diving in her private penthouse pool and knew she was good, but lacked the showmanship of Amazing Babe and possibly a cup size or two. Her dive was perfect of course. Arnold, Paul, Boris and Don all gave her a solid 8, George gave her a 10 and Vlad went back to his normal 1. [Total: 43] Green Specter was the last to dive and Vlad sat up straight when she appeared on the board. "That is a Russian pussy if I have ever seen one," he said, "and I have seen a lot of pussy let me tell you. A Russian pussy is the most beautiful sight in the entire world." [Note: Vlad is right. For those that don't know, Green Specter's alter ego is Axanna Morgan and she was the Russian bride of an American press baron.] Green Spectre did a little playful preening and bouncing before making a decent if not spectacular dive. George, Arnold, Paul and Boris gave her 8, Don gave her a 10 after a brief conversation with Vlad and Vlad gave her a 10. Actually he tried to give her a 20, but was told this was not a Russian election and he couldn't stuff the ballot box or threaten to throw any judges who disagreed into a Siberian prison. [Total: 52] Despite some grumbling about the fix being in, Green Specter was declared the winner by a point and had to get up on the board again to give her winning speech. She didn't seem terribly shy as she stood there naked, with her blonde hair plastered to her shoulders and her skin glistening with beads of water. "I am just so thrilled," said Green Specter, waving to the adoring crowd who were possibly spurred on by the sight of Vlad holding a Glock in one hand with the safety off daring anyone not to clap. "I want to thank all the little people who helped me reach this moment as well as my esteemed if flawed competitors." Lady Kraft then got a cheer when she strolled out on the board to make the prize presentation. At the urging of the crowd, Lady Kraft stripped off the bikini she had been wearing, so she was wearing only her sunglasses. She then held up aloft the first prize which turned out to be a green twelve inch ridged dildo, originally from Whacky Willy that she had found in her dildo drawer and quickly washed. While Green Specter was still mugging for the adoring crowd, Lady Kraft rammed the thing into the hilt into the green masked heroine's pussy. Green Specter gave a sound that was have scream and half moan and sank to her knees on the board with her eyes crossed. Standing behind her and with her own massive tits resting on Green Specter's back, Lady Kraft leaned down and began to piston the dildo in and out of Green Specter's cunt until the blonde gave a second identical scream and toppled off the board into the water. Somehow, Lady Kraft had managed to extract the dildo before the fall and held it up for the audience to see it glistening with Green Specter's juices. Then with a smile, Lady Kraft took the dildo into her mouth and licked it clean with evident relish. "That ladies and gentlemen concludes the first annual nude diving contest," said Lady Kraft. "The contestant sluts will now be available for some very personal appearances." Green Spectre crawled out of the pool, still coming down from her orgasm and found a cock inches from her face. She looked up and saw Vlad looking down at her. "You are a magnificent woman and I am a magnificent man. We are made for each other dah?" Vlad didn't wait for a reply, but grabbed Green Spectre by the hair and pulled her mouth down onto his cock. "Ahhhh, that feels good does it not?" "Mmmmmppphhh," gurgled Green Spectre as Vlad's cock slid into her throat, so it wasn't clear what her response to the questions were. Then again, Vlad didn't seem very interested in actually hearing her answers as he just kept pulling her face back and forth on his cock. "do you like the taste of cum my dear?" asked Vlad. "I am told by all the women I have been with that they love the taste of my cum. Perhaps that is because it is 50% vodka. After a few mouthfuls, they are often quite drunk which makes it easier to get into their pussy next." "Mmmmppphhh," said Green Spectre, trying to get more air into her lungs. "I will take all of that as a yes," said Vlad and he began blasting his load into Green Specter's mouth. When he had finished cumming, Vlad dragged Green Spectre over to a lounger by her hair, tossed her down onto it and crawled on top of her. "For the glory of Russia and me!" he yelled and plunged his cock home into her pussy. "You go mom," cried Spectre Girl watching Green Spectre as she got stuffed full of cock, her one hand going to rub her clit at the sight. She was interrupted in her encouragement and self pleasuring at the sight by the touch of something hard on her bare ass. When Spectre Girl looked around, she saw one of her idols, the teen heart throb Justin Beaver standing there stroking his cock. "Oh my god, it's you, The Beaver!" exclaimed the blonde teen with a shriek. "That's me," agreed the singer, "and do you know how I got my nickname?" "Er, from your last name?" asked Spectre Girl with a wrinkled forehead as she thought. "That's one reason," The Beaver agreed, "but it's also because I'm from Canada eh, though the real reason is I love a good tight beaver around my cock and you look like the kind of fan girl who can't wait to feel what it's like to get fucked by someone famous like me." "I do? Oh, I mean I do!" cried Spectre Girl as she let The Beaver turn her around and bend her over a round patio table and spread her legs wide before driving his cock home into her pussy. There were a couple of well known Hollywood actresses sitting at the table at the time and they stared amused at the young blonde who was smiling happily as one of her idols banged her from behind with her large tits pressed into the glass surface of the table. "Hi," said Spectre Girl, smiling at the two women. "I'm being fucked by The Beaver! It's the greatest thing that ever happened to me!" "Yeah, you look pretty happy," agreed meg, one of the actresses. "Real happy," agreed Lindse, the second actress who had once been a child Disney star and she gave Spectre girl's nipples a tweak before leaning in and kissing her on the lips while the Beaver slammed his cock into the teen heroine. Omega Woman was approached by two men as she wandered still naked into the crowd of partygoers after the diving contest. She stopped and gaped at one of them, "You … you're …," she faltered unable to believe who was standing in front of her admiring her boobs. "Yes, I'm a bit of a Maverick," replied the man with a grin as he reached out to cup one of her breasts in each hand and give them a squeeze. "This is the other Tom in case you don't recognize him." "Hey, I do have more Oscars you know," said Tom #2. "Yeah and we know the voting is all rigged, so it's mission impossible for some people to win one" snorted Tom #1 and he turned back to Omega Woman. "So, how would you like to get fucked by two famous movie stars?" Omega Woman gave a squeal of delight and was soon on her hands and knees entertaining the two well known actors. Tom #1 had his cock shoved down her throat and his hands wrapped tightly in her still damp blonde hair as he face fucked her with all the energy of a top gunner while Tom #2 did the blondes pussy doggy style. They both blew their loads in the heroine and after a high five they switched places and started round two. "Life is really like a warm pussy," said Tom #2, "you don't know how sweet it is until you get your cock into it." Amazing Babe's amazing rack had drawn the attention of another pair of actors with the same first name who quickly bracketed her. For consistency, let's call them Ryan #1 and Ryan #2. The young blonde was just as star struck as Omega Woman had been. "I've seen all your movies," she gushed and the two actors couldn't help but notice that the busty babe was gushing in more ways than one. "So, have you ever been fucked by a mutant?" asked Ryan #1 jokingly as he reached down and cupped the blonde's pussy with his hand. "Oh yes, quite a few times," replied Amazing Babe without having to stop and think about it. "Oh," was all the stunned actor could think to say in response to what he had thought was a joke. "Well, how about you be Barbie and I'll be Ken and we make an X rated version of the movie?" suggested Ryan #2 as he rubbed his erect dick against Amazing Babe's ass from behind. Amazing Babe gave a moan of pure lust and pulled the two men over to a lounger. "I want you both at the same time," she announced, a declaration that took the two actors by surprise, but they quickly got over it in their eagerness to fuck the stacked blonde. Ryan #1 lay down on his back and eased Amazing Babe's ass onto his upthrust cock and once she was firmly impaled, Ryan #2 entered her pussy from above making an amazing sandwich. Amazing Babe was in heroine heaven as the two hunks thrust into her two openings and had her first orgasm a minute in to the double penetration fucking. The blonde teen managed another four before she felt the two Ryans blasting their warm loads of semen into her ass and pussy. "Let's do it again," Amazing Babe squealed. The two actors looked at each other and the eager heroine, shrugged and swapped positions, agreeing that the girl was truly amazing. "I think you got screwed by the judges," said a famous actor and heartthrob named George as he and another famous actor we will just call Brad came up to the Got Gals. "No," corrected Got Gal looking over to where Vlad was still pounding Green Spectre, "that was Greenie over there who got screwed, or is getting screwed if you want the correct tense. Probably will be screwed too I imagine." "Well, we would still like to make it up to you," said Brad with a smile. "That would be swell," said the awe struck Got Chic looking from one famous face to the other. "How are you going to do that?" "We want to give you a taste of Hollywood," said Brad as he pressed on Got Chic's shoulders until she was on her knees in front of him. The actor then pulled his cock out of his pants and offered it to the dark skinned sidekick. Got Chic stared at it for a few seconds, shrugged and opened her mouth wide. She figured you had to start somewhere and he hadn't lied as she could taste the Hollywood precum dripping onto her tongue. Got Gal looked down at her cock gobbling sidekick and back to George. "Same offer I take it?" she asked. He just smiled and nodded and the blonde bombshell sank to her knees beside her protégé and began to get her own taste of Hollywood. Jungle Babe was feeling a little jealous of the celebrities some of her fellow heroines were getting to know rather intimately until she was approached by two of the hottest pop stars in the world, Taylor Fast and Beyond. "We need you to settle an argument we are having," said Taylor. "Um, sure," agreed Jungle Babe who was a superfan of both singers and to the chagrin of her fellow heroines was often heard singing their songs offkey in She Legion HQ. "If you are going to ask me which one of you is the better singer though, I don't think I could because you both are so super mega fantastic." "That's sweet, but no, that's not the reason for the argument," said Beyond, "because everyone knows I'm better." "Like fuck you are," retorted Taylor. It looked like the two divas were about to get into a fistfight, so Jungle Babe hurriedly got between them. "What is the argument about if not singing?" she asked. "We want to know whose pussy tastes best," said Taylor, still glaring at Beyond. "I know I have the sweetest honey." "In your dreams you second rater," snapped Beyond. "My pussy tastes like the ambrosia of the gods." "We need you to decide which of us is right," said Taylor turning her stare of death away from Beyond to look at the jungle heroine. "Yes, we need you to lick both our pussies and tell us which one is sweeter," said Beyond. Jungle Babe looked from one superstar to the other and then pinched her ass to see if she was dreaming. "Ow," she said and then smiled when she saw the two women still standing there. "Well it's a dirty job, but someone has to do it I suppose." The two competitors quickly stripped off their clothes and sat down on the edge of the pool with Jungle Babe standing boob deep in the water in front of them. With a huge smile on her face, Jungle Babe leaned forward and licked Taylor's pussy for a couple of minutes before switching to Beyond. "Well which of us is the tastier?" demanded Taylor after Jungle Babe had sampled both. "I think it will take more taste testing," murmured Jungle babe and began a second round of pussy munching while the two singers moaned with pleasure and glared at each other. The glaring lasted almost to their first orgasm, before they leaned in simultaneously and began to kiss each other passionately on the lips, seeming to forget about their differences and the contest. Jungle Babe didn't mind this at all as her tongue dipped into the wet slit of one woman and then the other, quite unable to decide which she liked best. Power Lass had just gotten a glass of champagne from one of the waiters who was only too happy to pause and have an excuse to ogle her tits when hands wrapped around her from behind and cupped her breasts. "I would really like to score a hole in one on this course," said the famous golfer Cheeta Woods, sometimes called Cheater Woods by his critics including his ex-wife. "That sounds like fun," giggled Power Lass as she felt the famous driver of the golfer pressing hard against her ass. "Which hole would you like to play first?" Cheeta took the glass from Power Girl's hand, drained it and handed it back to another waiter , "Let's play the back nine shall we?" he said in Power Lass's' ear. "I was hoping you would say that," replied Power Lass as she got onto her hands and knees and stuck her ass up in the air. Omega Woman wasn't the only heroine who enjoyed anal. "A really scenic course," commented Cheeta as he dropped his pants and took his long, black club out and rubbed it over Power Lass's pale white ass for a few seconds before teeing off. "Oh goddess, FOUR!" cried Power Lass as she felt the hard cock slide into her rear entrance. The traditional golf warning was also the number of orgasms the blonde heroine had before Cheeta emptied his famous golf balls inside her trap. Speaking of balls, though of a different type, a certain former pro football quarterback was making a pass at Lady Midnight. "Mmmm, these babies feel perfectly inflated to me," said Tom as he gave the African-American's melons a squeeze., "and trust me I know when things aren't inflated just right." "Ahhhhh," moaned Lady Midnight, "I guess being good with your hands is a requirement for a quarterback." "You know it baby," grinned Tom as he flicked his thumbs over the heroine's large, black nipples and drew another moan of pleasure from her. "and after a cold weather game, I love some steaming hot chocolate to war me up." "Any specific parts of you?" asked Lady Midnight as she leaned in and kissed him hard. "Well, now that you mention it," grinned Tom as he guided the heroine over to a lounger, laid her down on it on her stomach and crawled on top of her, "my cock could use a tight end." "I don't believe in the prevent defence," sighed Lady Midnight as she heard a zipper being undone and a moment later, something hard pushing downfield into her ass. "That's nice to know," said Tom as he began to thrust in and out of Lady Midnight's tight end. "After I score a touchdown, I want to go for a two point convert That might require an audible so keep your mouth ready." "Do you want to have virtual sex?" Champion Girl turned around to see Zick, the founder and CEO of a well known online social network that had recently changed its name. "Why have virtual sex when the real thing is available?" asked Champion Girl, cupping her large breasts and winking at Zick. "Good point," agreed Zick who tossed his VR headset away, peeled off his swim trunks and slowly stroked his hard cock as he looked the blonde heroine over. "Maybe I should change the name of my company again, though if I could make the virtual avatars look like you the whole Metaverse might really take off." Champion Girl reached out her hand and wrapped her fingers around the dribbling cock. "Well, I don't know about that, but I would definitely give this bad boy a ‘Like'." "I think you would like it even more on your knees with your mouth wrapped around it," replied Zick with a grin. The solar powered blonde took the not so subtle hint, fell to her knees and licked the precum from the tip of the cock. "I hope this doesn't go viral," Champion Girl said. "Oh, it's definitely going up on my wall," said Zick as he took out his phone and began to record the blowjob he was getting as Champion Girl's mouth closed around his hard cock. "Hello, my name is Bond, James Bond," said a cultured British voice that made Azure Angel turn around. "I thought that was just a character you played," replied Azure Angel with a smile when she saw the actor. "I've found its still a pretty good opening line when I want to get laid," said Bond. "I thought the Bond movies were trying to portray a more modern and nuanced version of Bond," said Azure Angel. "Does that mean you won't fuck me?" asked Bond with a smile. "I never said that," replied Angel as she reached down and rubbed the secret agent's bulge through his pants, "but I could be a dangerous double agent trying to get information out of you." "If it gets my cock in that wet pussy of yours, I will chance it," said Bond as he started to hurriedly undress, "and if you are a double agent, I think that just means I have to do you twice." "Ah, the spy who loved me," moaned Azure Angel a little while later as her legs were lifted up onto Bond's shoulders and his cock slid home into her pussy. "There is no such thing as real magic," said a man coming up to Hexanna. "It is all an illusion done with misdirection and mirrors you know." The sorceress turned to see two men, one heavyset and one smaller standing and looking at her. It had been the heavyset man who had spoken, but Hexanna could see the other man agreed with his friend or partner by the nodding of his head. "Are you sure about that?" teased Hexanna. "As you can see, there is nothing up my sleeves since I don't have any sleeves or any clothes on at the moment." "Quite sure," said the heavyset man as his eyes roamed over Hexanna's exquisite body, pausing to take in her large globes and her shaved pussy. "Boy have you got a lot to learn," said the skull staff in Hexanna's hand. "Ventriloquism is hardly magic," scoffed the heavyset man and his partner nodded again. "How about this?" asked Hexanna and with a wave of her hand, the suits the two men had been wearing vanished, leaving them both naked. "Now that's a pretty good trick," said the heavyset man. "Can you teach me how to do that? We couldn't use it in our show of course, but it might come in handy at other times." "That depends," smirked Hexanna. "On what?" asked the heavyset man. "On how magic those wands of yours are," replied Hexanna pointing to their erect cocks. "I seem to have got them up without any misdirection or mirrors either." "Madam, your body is more than adequate as a distraction," replied the small man, speaking for the first time. "I suspect that someone could dismantle the Eiffel Tower bolt by bolt if you were the distraction." Hexanna reached out and took a cock in either hand, leaving the skull staff floating in mid air. "Ok, boys, let's go start your lessons in real magic. I can feel you both have talent." "Hey, I have one of those in my movies," said a blonde man coming up to Shield and pointing to her red, white and blue shield. Shield turned and gave the man a smile and a good look at her tits and pussy and noticed two other men standing just half a step behind him. "Oh you must be in Marvel movies then," she said, "I only watch DC. Superman is hunky." The speaker looked a little deflated and his two companions both laughed. "So, does that mean I can't get into your panties?" he asked recovering a little. Shield looked down at her naked body as Lady Kraft's servants had yet to bring back her costume. "Sorry, I seem to have a definite lack of panties at the moment for anyone to get into." "I can see that," said the man looking at Shield's red bush. "I'm Chris by the way and these are my two friends Chris and Chris." "Doesn't that get confusing?" asked Shield. "All the time," admitted Chris, "that's why the three of us stuck together to find a girl. If some Hollywood reporter says ‘Chris fucked someone at Lady Kraft's party' then we can always say it was another Chris who did the deed. We can always tell people it was that Star Trek actor." "So, what you are really saying is that all three of you want to fuck me?" asked Shield looking from Chris to Chris to Chris. "That's about the size of it," agreed Chris. "You can call me Christopher, if that helps," said one of the others in an Australian accent. "And I've got the best mixed tape for sex," said the other Chris. Shield looked down at their bulges and swallowed hard. Those looked pretty impressive to her. "You know, I always thought I should make mine Marvel." A short time later, Marvel was making Shield their own with a Chris in her mouth, a Chris in her pussy and a Chris in her ass. If you want to know which Chris was which, it doesn't matter much since they all tried out each of the heroine's three holes several times. "Ah, I believe you are the one they call the Queen of Justice?, are you not?" asked a man in a British accent as he and a woman approached Ms. Americana. The dark haired heroine couldn't help herself and took the classic superheroine power pose with her hands on her shapely hips and her chest thrust out at the mention of her unofficial title. "That is me," she agreed as she looked the couple over. They seemed familiar, but the heroine couldn't quite place them. The pair were also trailed by half a dozen burly men with ‘bodyguard' written all over them in capital letters. "We are also royalty," said the man and gave a little nervous laugh, "though slightly disgraced at the moment I am afraid. My name is Harry and this is my darling wife Megan." "Pleased to meet you," said Ms. Americana with a nod of her head, not sure about the royal protocol, or whether she should offer to shake hands. "So, what can I do for you?" "Oh quite a lot I think," replied Harry with a smile as he took in the statuesque nude body of the heroine. "Really?" asked Ms. Americana with an arched eyebrow. "What's the protocol for such a thing?" "oh fuck protocol," said Megan speaking up for the first time. "How about you lick my pussy while Harry fucks you from behind?" Ms. Americana was slightly taken aback by this direct approach, but then she remembered that Megan was not born into royalty, but actually came originally from Hollywood. Indeed, even as Ms. Americana hesitated, Megan shrugged out of her evening dress and showed a certain lack of underwear. The naked Princess reached out, grabbed Ms. Americana by the hair and dragged her over to a chair where she sat down and pressed the heroine's face into her pussy. "Consider it a royal command," Megan purred. "Lick my cunt you big breasted harlot." Ms. Americana hesitated, resenting the superior tone of the woman, but one didn't get the chance to eat out a princess every day and she bent her head and got to work with her tongue. She quickly found Megan's clit and had the princess squirming and moaning just like any commoner. Ms. Americana was concentrating so hard on that task, she didn't even notice Harry, who had stripped off his clothes, came up behind her until he slid his hard cock into her dripping pussy. The half dozen bodyguards formed a circle around the trio to give them a little privacy for their interaction, though Ms. Americana couldn't help but notice the erections they all had as they pretended not to watch the erotic action taking place. Idaly, the heroine wondered if the royal protocol required her to service them when she was done with the prince and princes. The prospect made her smile for a second and then she went back to shoving her tongue deep into Megan's very wet slit. Lady Kraft was getting hornier and hornier as the sex broke out around her. You couldn't have this many Aphrodite heroines in one place for long without sex breaking out. It was sort of like having a critical mass of hornyness. Lady Kraft spotted an actress she knew very well and had always hoped to get to know even better. Angelina had actually played Lady Kraft in a couple of movies that were based loosely on Lady Kraft's own life, with the names slightly changed to avoid a few little teensy weensie legal issues. Some of the "tomb raiding" that Lady Kraft had done and still did on occasion violated the laws of several countries after all. Now, some of those countries were being just so unreasonable in demanding the stuff back that she had borrowed from them without their permission. It wasn't really stealing. Stealing was such a harsh word and done only by the lower classes. Lady Kraft preferred to think of it as having liberated those objects so that they could be enjoyed by more people around the world. The fact that she had been well paid for doing so was inconsequential. "Angelina darling, it is so good to see you again," said Lady Kraft hugging the actress to her tightly. "I am so glad you could make my little house warming party." "I don't see anything little about your house or your party," replied Angelina as she looked at the mansion and the crowd around the pool. "It looks like everyone who is anyone is here and those sluts you invited sure seem to have perked up the party." "They sure have," agreed Lady Kraft as she caught sight of Green Spectre with her legs wrapped around Vlad as he drove his cock ruthlessly into her cunt and she begged him to go harder. "It is rather stimulating isn't it?" "Very," replied Angelina licking her lips as she looked around some more and saw the Got Gals taking facials from George and Brad. "It makes me want to have a little fun too." "Are you in the mood for something hard, or something softer?" Lady Kraft smiled, cupping her impressively sized breasts in her hands and arched an eyebrow. "Let's start with the soft option and go from there," suggested Angelina as she drew Lady Kraft in for a kiss. Since the actress had been chosen to play Lady Kraft in those movies because of their physical similarity, it was almost like watching someone kiss themselves or their identical twin. Breaking the kiss after a few minutes of vigorous tongue action, the two women stripped off their clothes quickly and moved into a 69 position. "Mmm, I heard you had the best pussy in Hollywood," murmured Lady Kraft a minute later as she lifted her wet face up from Angelina's pussy, "and I can see the rumours were right for once." "You don't taste so bad yourself Lady Kraft," replied Angelina in a voice muffled by her tongue plunging deep into Lady Kraft's pussy. All around her, Flag Girl could see the heroines having sex and wondered why she wasn't. This was her dream after all wasn't it? She saw a portable bar off to one side and went over to get a glass of wine. The bartender looked somewhat familiar, but Flag Girl couldn't quite place the slightly overweight man in an out of date jump suit. "Here you go little lady," said the bartender in a southern drawl. "Thanks," said Flag Girl and she studied the man some more as she sipped her wine. It finally came to her who the man reminded her of. She had recently seen a bio pic on a famous singer and well this guy looked a lot like …"Elvis?" she blurted out. "Ssshh," said the man hurriedly as he looked about to see if anyone had overheard her. "But, you can't be the real thing," insisted Flag Girl. "I mean you would be really old by now." "I had a clone body made and my brain transferred to it," said Elvis. "Is that even possible, or ethical?" asked Flag Girl, wrinkling her brow as she thought. "Sure, the guy who made the clone made sure there wasn't a brain in it," explained Elvis. "This is one crazy dream," said Flag Girl aloud. "I hope I remember it all when I wake up. So, did anyone else get a clone body like yours in this dream world?" "Just me sweetie," purred a sexy voice as a pair of arms wrapped around the pig tailed blonde and cupped a breast in each hand. Fingers began to caress the soft flesh and play with the nipples. "Marilyn had the same idea as me," grinned Elvis. "We both faked our deaths to get away from our insane fans and got clone bodies as we needed them. Now we take it easy working as a bartender and waitress for the parties of rich folks. Every now and then, someone remarks on how we look like the originals, and we just tell them we are impersonators. One time, they made me sing and then told me I didn't sound at all like the real Elvis. I nearly burst a gut laughing." "So, why did you admit the truth to me?" asked Flag Girl who couldn't stifle a moan as Marilyn continued to grope and play with her tits. "I think because it's your dream," said Elvis as he stepped out from behind the bar to reveal a huge bulge in his pants. "I made sure the clone had a few little improvements," he said with a grin as he saw Flag Girl staring at the bulge, "though little isn't the right word in this case." "Go on and get on your knees dear," cooed Marilyn pressing down on Flag Girl's shoulders. It really it didn't take much pressure or convincing though and in seconds, Flag Girl had the massive cock freed from its prison and in her mouth. "That's it baby girl, love me, love me tender," crooned Elvis as he rested his hands on Flag Girl's head. She was still working on taking the full prodigious length down her throat when she felt a soft mouth and tongue licking her pussy from behind. Flag Girl looked back over her shoulder briefly and smiled at Marilyn before going back to blowing Elvis. "Oh man, am I glad I don't have to give the Colonel half of everything I got anymore," gasped Elvis as he did his famous pelvic thrust right into Flag Girl's face. "And I don't think Hugh would have put this in his magazine," said Marilyn as she shoved her tongue inside Flag Girl's dripping pussy and swirled it around until she found the teen's g spot. "Oh man, I got a whole bunch of burning love headed your way," cried Elvis after a few more minutes of what he was thinking was the best blowjob of his life. He held Flag Girl's head tightly in his hands in the mistaken belief she might not want to swallow his load and then he began to pump his sperm into her mouth and down her throat. The feel of Elvis's cock cream flowing down her throat was more than enough to push Flag Girl over the edge into her own orgasm. She heard Marilyn gasp as the teen heroine's juices squirted over her face with considerable force and knocking her backwards onto her ass. "Wow sweetie when you cum, you cum," laughed Marilyn as she laid back and spread her legs wide to display her pussy. "I was hoping you would return the favour." "Glad to," said Flag Girl as she swallowed the last of Elvis's cum and dived between the sexy blonde bombshell's thighs. The party and orgy continued on long into the night and the heroines woke up near noon the next day, refreshed and ready to continue their adventure. At least, they were ready to continue after another dip in the pool to wash off all the dried and crusted cum on their bodies and in their hair. "Let me see those blueprints of yours," said Lady Kraft before they departed. "I've got a fair amount of expertise with breaking into locked places and maybe I can see something to help you." Ms. Americana produced the blueprints which were luckily on plastic as they were now somewhat sticky after the previous night's debauchery. Lady Kraft held the blueprints up and studied them for several minutes. "Ah, there is some secret writing here," she announced. "What?" I never saw that, said an excited Ms. Americana. "That's because they are specially designed cum letters," replied Lady Kraft. "They only appear for a short time after enough cum from different cocks is sprayed on them. You must have been a very busy girl last night," she added with a lewd wink. "Er, I might have been," admitted Ms. Americana who had lost track after the first dozen or so sex partners. "What do the letters say?" "It is fairly short," replied Lady Kraft. "They just say that the secret door will open to someone who rides the rod of admittance." "What does that mean?" asked Flag Girl. "Beats me," replied Lady Kraft. "I assume you will be able to figure it out once you get there and see the secret entrance." With that, Lady Kraft gave the blueprints back to Ms. Americana and the reassembled group of heroines with clean costumes set out once again on their journey.