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It was late. It was Dark. It was Gotham… so unsurprisingly more dangerous. Rocket tugged on her jacket as she jogged slowly down the sidewalk. Her thick bubble booty was bouncing in her jeans as she headed to Superbabes for her shift. It was nearly midnight, and if she was late again, Orders would have her scrub Veronica's stall…
She still didn't know why it was still called that. Orders don't allow Veronica to have sex on the premises… but she still didn't want to clean Veronica's stall. For some reason, the bus was late, so she was getting a bit of exercise in. She came to a sudden stop at a light that had recently turned red.
"Hey, good lookin. Want a ride?" Rocket frowned at the car that pulled up, but it lessened slightly once she saw the occupant. Her face was in her red mask, and her hair was long and blonde. Flash in full costume smirked at her from a company car.
"Thanks," Rocket said, already walking around the car and getting into the passenger's seat. "I'm lucky you saw me." She admitted in her sexy Aussie voice.
"I recognized your ass from a mile away," Flash replied cheekily as Rocket rolled her eyes and buckled herself in.
"…Are you coming back from a delivery?" Rocket asked as the light turned green, and Flash started driving again.
"Yeah, just a regular one though." Flash replied, though she sounded disappointed that she wasn't fucked… which Rocket wasn't that surprised about. "Some book club full of sleepy moms ordered a whole platter of food… apparently our food is surprisingly good," Flash replied, fairly sarcastically. "I don't know what magic MSG Orders puts in the food, but apparently it's just as addictive as the rest of us." Rocket scoffed as they came to another light. "Ebatʹ. Damn lights." She cursed quietly, coming to another stop. "There's not even anyone on the street!"
"…That's weird, right?" Rocket asked curiously, suddenly realizing that the streets were REMARKABLY clear. Once she calmed down, Flash's pretty green eyes blinked up and down the street.
"Yeah. A little weird." Flash agreed, but shrugged rather dismissively.
Now. Long-term Gotham residents would call this a 'Bad sign'. However, Rocket and Flash were not Gotham natives, nor were they in Gotham long enough to read this bad sign. Rocket is from Australia, and Flash is from Central City. Notedly neither of these places were Fucking Gotham.
Luckily, they had a Ace up their sleeves… or more accurately a Clairvoyant in their corner… well, pocket.
BUUUR.
"Oh!" Flash gasped, before reaching into her back pocket, producing her vibrating phone from her bright yellow shorts and her thick pawg ass. She checked her phone, "…Oh. Look who it is." She said, glancing at 'ORDERS' on her caller ID. She promptly answered.
Time: 11:09 PM. Place: Gotham (Red Light Intersection)
Buuur-boop
"Orders, relax, I'm almost-"
"Shut up! Listen to me VERY carefully! Run the red light!"
"What?"
"Run the RED! NOW! KEEP DRIVING AND DO NOT STOP UNTIL YOU GET TO GOTHAM HIGH AND CALL ME BACK!"
"But-"
Oh shit.
Orders hung up on her, Flash frowned at her phone, and stared at it. "What the fuck?" she said as Rocket, hearing a low rumble, turned her head towards the sound. It was coming from behind her. Slowly, she turned her head, and to her utter shock, there was something rushing towards them, a thick green cloud rushing like a sandstorm!
"Oh my GOD drive!" shouted Rocket as Flash turned, looked over her shoulder, and then the company car lunged forward, speeding through the red light as they drove down the street away from the green cloud. Green clouds, especially in Gotham, should be avoided. Purple clouds too, ANY ominous clouds really…
"What do we do!?" Rocket gasped, glancing over her shoulder as the cloud shrank with distance, but slowly. As if it were trying to keep pace as it overwhelmed the streets and sidewalks.
"Orders said Gotham High!" Flash replied, driving on the ridiculously clear roads… until they came across the abandoned cars. Then Flash was bobbing and weaving between the vehicles until Rocket tapped her shoulder and pointed.
"There! Gotham High!" Rocket pointed as the company car skidded around an abandoned sedan and rushed into the empty lot of Gotham High. "Now what?" Rocket asked nervously as Flash fiddled with her phone, but before she could call Orders, Orders called her.
Time: 11:17 PM. Place: Gotham High (Company Car)
Buur-Boop
"24154"
"What?-ORDERS!?"
"That is the number combination for the South Side loading dock door of Gotham High. It's a constantly changing code! Punch it in. GET INSIDE!"
MOVE!
"Come on!" Flash shouted to Rocket as they got out of the car, slamming the doors shut behind them as the Green cloud started spreading towards the campus like some particularly jovial sandstorm. They reached the south side, finding a large shutter door, but beside it a side door with, sure enough, a combination button lock with five buttons.
Flash rushed towards it, punched in 24154, and it clicked open as she grabbed Rocket's hand and rushed inside a minute before the green cloud wafted against the building like horror movie fog. The two sexy Superbabes breathed heavily. Flash bent over, hands on her knees, and sucking in air as Rocket rested her hands on her head and walked slowly around… and then the obvious question was asked.
"What the bloody FUCK was that?" Rocket asked as Flash's phone vibrated in her pocket, vibrating her PAWG booty, as she reached for it, pulled it out, and tossed it to Rocket, who caught it deftly.
"You talk to her," Flash mumbled, pressing her PAWG boot against the wall and swinging upright as Rocket answered her phone.
Third time in a row? Is that a new record?
Buuuur-Boop.
"Uh… Orders?"
"Good, you two are alright."
"What's going on? What's the cloud!?"
"Joker flavored Poison Ivy Pollen."
"…What?"
"It will clear up in the morning. Until then, you two are trapped, but safe. Get comfortable. There are vending machines in the teachers' lounge, and beds in the infirmary. If you're bored, there's also the library… but I'm sure you two will find something to occupy yourselves."
"Seriously?"
"It's the Joker. I'm always serious. Get comfy. And you're welcome for saving you thousands on hospital bills, along with years of mental and physical trauma."
"Thank you?"
…All of that seemed unnecessary.
Rocket hung up the phone as Flash sighed, "So what did she say?"
"We're stuck here until the morning." Rocket said, concernedly as Flash glanced at her. "…She said vending machines in the teacher's lounge and beds in the infirmary." Flash frowned, but sprang off the wall with her ass as she strutted down the high school hallways.
"Until the morning?"
"That's what she said. That and 'Joker flavored Poison Ivy Pollen'." She glanced at the door they came in, suddenly concerned that said pollen would slip under the door, but so far, there was no sign of that.
"…Well FUCK." Flash mumbled, looking around, and trying to familiarize herself with Gotham High. Neither of them had been there before, after all, so they wouldn't know their way around. "So… let's find the teacher's lounge then..."
"She said if we get bored, we can go to the library." Rocket added as Flash scoffed.
"…FUN." She said with clear venom and sarcasm. Rocket just rolled her eyes as they continued walking down the halls… but thankfully, they managed to find the main entrance to Gotham High, which was currently green as the Joker Pollen flooded the front glass doors. Definitely blocking their escape, but keeping it outside.
"…Not that I'm complaining, but why is it not… coming in?" Rocket asked, but Flash shrugged.
"I don't know. But I'm not complaining either." Flash then pointed, "Look. There's a directory… let's take a look." She lightly patted Rocket's jeans-covered ass before approaching the school map. She ran a finger over it like she was trying to seduce it, but then pointed. "…Looks like the infirmary is near the gym… smart." She noted, "And the lounge is just across from the infirmary."
"The Library is on the second floor." Rocket added, but Flash scoffed and smacked Rocket's ass again. She frowned at the PAWG blonde.
"We're not going to the library. We are modern bitches with MODERN tastes…" she tapped the gym. "There's a gym RIGHT here. I'm sure there are things in there we can amuse ourselves with." She said, "Or, barring that, the AV club."
"…Can you not read?" asked Rocket almost sarcastically as Flash glowered at her.
"Of course I can read." She replied indignantly as they walked along. "I just don't relieve my boredom through reading."
"Well, I doubt we'll relieve it through the usual methods." Replied Rocket sarcastically, following the PAWG blonde further into the dark hallways of Gotham High… only they started to notice something curious.
There was a light on in the teacher's lounge. It illuminated beneath the door as Flash and Rocket hesitated, "…Is someone here?" Rocket asked nervously, as Flash shrugged.
"…Maybe a janitor? Night Security?" Flash asked, but kept walking
"Night Security in a High School?" Rocket asked as Flash shrugged.
"…This is Gotham." She replied, which did and did not make that much better. "Well, there's no point in hiding anyway, right? We're all trapped here regardless." Rocket had to concede that Flash had a good point, but didn't like the way her eyes twinkled and her tongue slid across her plump lips. She approached the teacher's lounge door and the light, before playfully knocking. "Superbabes."
Time: 11:20 PM. Place: Gotham High (Teacher's Lounge)
"Special Delivery Service." She said as Rocket frowned at her, rolled her eyes, and grabbed the doorknob, twisting and opening the door.
"Sorry. Anyone here?" she said as they looked inside the empty lounge. There was a couch, some tables, a fridge, a vending machine, a coffee maker… but not much else. Flash frowned as they looked around.
"…The lights are on, but nobody's home?" she said curiously as Rocket approached the vending machine, but didn't really feel like eating anything.
"…Maybe someone forgot to turn it off?" Rocket said, losing interest quickly in the machine. Flash frowned at that, but after a moment of thought, she shrugged and stepped back out.
"Got my hopes up for nothing." She said, before making her way to the double doors of the gym, pushing them open to the darkness of a basketball court and bleachers opposite the main double doors, illuminated only a little bit by the open door of the teacher's lounge light, as Rocket followed her… more out of boredom than anything. She'd rather shoot hoops than read at the library, but the lack of any ball would prevent the former, so she was about to go look for the latter when. "…Hey, another light."
There was indeed another light from the bottom of a set of doors across the gym, boy and girl locker rooms from the look of it. And the boy locker room was light. Both Superbabes walked towards it. "…Is this a good idea?" asked Rocket, but Flash, who was letting her curiosity get the better of her, decided that yes, it was. Opening the door to an empty, but light locker room, a set of clothes rested on a nearby bench, and the hiss of the showers echoed around the empty room as Flash smirked.
"Okay, well, they definitely wouldn't leave the shower on." Rocket had to concede the point, and then Flash promptly started strutting towards the showers.
"Hey!" Rocket hissed, "He's showering!" she hissed as Flash's eyes twinkled.
"Come on. You're curious too, right?" Flash replied, "…I'm looking regardless, and you don't know if he's a she."
"Why would they use the guy's shower if they were a girl?" Rocket replied, fairly aware of boy showers as an athlete herself. But Flash wasn't listening. If Rocket didn't want to participate in potentially boring, boredom-revealing fun, then that's her prerogative.
Flash then reached the door to the showers and casually pushed it open to spot a lone naked guy using a shower. He was a short, stocky guy, but he had a lot of muscles; he worked out, apparently even though he was barely over 5 feet… he had black hair, a slight tan, some swim trunk tan lines, and three legs…
Okay, it was just a nice THICK 9-inch cock wagging between his legs as he hummed some pop song and washed his hair with cheap shampoo. Flash watched him wash under a low-pressure shower as Rocket loomed up behind her, grabbing her arm. Flash was focused on his swinging dick. He turned around, getting the back of his hair as he washed out the shampoo.
"Come on!" Rocket hissed quietly as Flash resisted her.
"I'm just going to introduce myself…" Flash said teasingly.
"Don't you dare!" Rocket replied, blushing as she caught a look at the young guy's big swinging dick.
Flash, however, then whistled sharply, followed by a cheer of, "Looking good!"
"I CAN EXPLAIN!!" he shouted suddenly, his voice cracking as he covered himself and looked nervously around the empty shower room. Backing up against the shower wall as if to prevent being snuck up on after being surprised.
"Oh, you don't have to explain to me." Grinned Flash as she shook off Rocket and walked right in. "Hey."
"What?! HEY! YOU! GIRLS CAN'T BE IN HERE!" he said, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist as he stared at her. "…What are you DOING HERE?" he said, his voice cracking again as he coughed, clearing his throat.
But Flash just smiled and raised an eyebrow. "…Well, I'm here because my friend and I got chased by an angry gas cloud." She said as he blinked at her in confusion. "What are YOU doing here?" he stared at her, seemingly frozen, apparently trying to come up with an answer he just didn't have… or at least one he was willing to share. "Well, no worries, I won't tell anyone if you won't…" She then approached him with a smile. "It seems we're stuck here for the night, so if you excuse me…" she teased, before grabbing her shirt. "I'm going to rinse off."
"What?!" He blinked as Rocket sighed, shaking her head…
"What? I'm all sweaty…" she said as his late teen male eyes focused on her big breasts as they jiggled free. "I had to run, you know." She added coyly, before tossing away her shirt, kicking off her boots, and then sliding her fingers into her tight yellow shorts. She slid them around, loosening up the tight pants before bending over, slowly, peeling her voluptuous body out of them before tossing them aside to join the pile of clothes. "MMn…" She then turned the shower back on, he had turned it off in a panic, and started rinsing her beautiful body, squeezing her breasts together with her arms as she rested them on the wall, letting the water spray her clavicle as she wiggled her hips and bounced her booty about. "Hee-hee…" she giggled.
"I uh… got to… go." He tried to say, but he couldn't look away, and his interest was obvious as his third leg started to kick up against his modesty towel.
"There's no need to rush… I don't mind. I like it when people watch…" she purred silkily as he blinked at her, gazing at her body like the horny idiot all young men are. "…If you want, you can look as much as you want. You can even TOUCH if you like…" she said, swinging her hips around, shaking her ass behind her playfully as she gave him a full view of it. She took a bottle of liquid soap that was almost empty from the weight, and poured it onto her chest, before rubbing it on her skin, bending over and rubbing it into her legs as she presented her big PAWG ass to him. "Mmn…" resting her hands on her knees, she arched her back as she tossed her hair, glancing over her shoulder at him. Shaking her cheeks as he watched them wobble.
His hand instinctively rose, slowly, mere inches from touching her jiggly booty. Enthralled by the PAWG, he hesitated for so long that Rocket and Flash thought he might have lost his nerve. However, "Ooh…" he pushed his hand forward and got a fistful of ass. Flash moaned seductively in response, and just as quickly, he pulled it away. "Ha-ha!" she laughed, standing upright and turning around. "…I don't think you got a good enough feel for it." She pushed her bare wet breasts against him and took his hands, wrapping them around to grab her ass as his third leg twitched against her. "…When a girl says you can touch, you should probably go ahead and try."
His hands reflexively squeezed her ass as his face turned red, his cock got hard, and he quickly pushed her away back under the water as she laughed. "Very nice." He said after a second, still blushing and still hard…
"Looks like you like it…" she said, reaching out and brushing his cock with her hand. "…Want me to scrub this?" she said as he shivered visibly, his cock trembling against her hand as he quickly stepped away. She smirked playfully.
"I-I'm good!" he said, before collecting himself.
"Well, open invitation." She teased, puckering her lips at him and blowing a kiss, "Mwah." Before standing under the water and washing herself, he rushed away, opening the door.
"AH!?" he gasped after seeing Rocket leaning against the lockers, "Who the-?"
"I'm the friend." She said lazily, with her Aussie voice, as he stared at her body. She then shrugged and walked past him, undressing as she shut the door on him.
"You can leave it open."
"But I'm not going to," Rocket said, piling her own clothes next to Flash's uniform before getting under the shower with her. "You came on a little strong, you know…"
"Open invitation." Flash replied and kept washing, "Mmgh…"
Rocket, despite taking the opportunity to shower, finished before Flash did, drying off, putting her clothes back on, and walking out of the locker room and heading out of the gym with no sign of the guy until she realized the light was still on in the teacher's lounge. Mostly because he was pacing nervously in front of the couch, looking thoughtfully.
"…Hey. You okay?" she asked uncertainly as he spotted her.
"Please don't tell anyone I'm living here." He said as Rocket looked up and down the hall.
"Uh… Well, I didn't KNOW you were living here, but I won't tell anyone…" Rocket said as he looked to be intensely relieved. "…Why are you living in the school?"
"Because I can't make enough money for a close motel." He said, dropping onto the couch, before rolling over, putting his feet up, "And it's better than going home. It's just until I graduate. A couple of months."
Rocket frowned, "…You plan on living here for two months?"
"I've already lived here for a month." He said with a shrug, "Once I graduate, I'll get a free ride to Star City Uni." Rocket seemed to hesitate; he didn't sound like he was lying, but she also wasn't entirely sure of letting him stay here without telling someone… so maybe she'll tell someone when they leave. Not like they can do anything about it now anyway.
"…So what's your name?" she asked as he blinked at her, studying her face.
"Elli-" but he paused his mouth agape, "-ut…" he mumbled as Flash strutted by, only in her mask and boots, before opening the infirmary door and walking inside. "Elliot…" he repeated, seemingly coming out of his trance as Rocket sighed.
"Well, Elliot, we're not going to tell anyone." She said casually, whether it was a lie will be determined later. "But we're stuck here for the night."
"Yeah… I saw the cloud." He noted, pointing towards the front of the school, before letting his arm drop. "I usually sleep on this couch when it's the weekend." He said.
"Well, we're going to bunk in the infirmary," Rocket replied, jerking her thumb over her shoulder, before turning around, her tight jeans squeezing her black bubble butt. "…I honestly can't promise we'll leave you alone." She noted, admittedly, before heading into the infirmary to find Flash bent over, ass to the door beside a pair of beds that also had curtains around them… they were obviously cheap hospital beds, but it was better than nothing. Speaking of nothing.
"Why are you naked?" asked Rocket as Flash finished smoothing out the sheets on the bed before standing up, hands on her slender waist.
"I sleep in the nude." She replied with a smile as Rocket rolled her eyes and picked the next bed, climbing on, and lying back, crossing her ankles as she lay back.
"Of course you do." Replied Rocket.
"Don't knock it until you try it," Flash said, getting onto her own bed after kicking off her boots and getting comfortable as Rocket closed her eyes and rolled over, lying on her side and facing away from Flash as, surprisingly, they fell asleep quickly…
…Allegedly.
At some point, 20 minutes later. The light of the teacher's lounge flicked off… as Elliot settled on the couch… he was sleeping in his boxers and a T-shirt… and the former wasn't helping with his growing erection…
…Because a certain PAWG blonde was dancing in his dreams, literally, her ass shaking like a stripper as she twerked before him, laughing mockingly as she opened her mouth, and pointed into it. "Put it right here! Aaaah!"
Elliot suddenly woke and sighed, staring up at the dark ceiling. He tried to just roll over and not think about how horny or hard he was… nope. Wasn't working. Because all he was thinking about was the naked PAWG and her equally hot dark-skinned friend just across the hall… he wasn't going to get any sleep with this erection.
He sat up, his cock still hard and throbbing against his shorts, and he could go back to the showers to tug one out… but then the light flicked on. He jumped as Flash, still VERY naked, still wearing her mask but not her boots, strutted in and approached the vending machine… bending over as if she couldn't see the food clearly. Her ass jutting out behind her once again as he stared at her like she was insane, but burned her body into his memory as his cock pulsated in his boxers and he tried to cover his erection.
"…Got a couple of bucks I can borrow?"
"What?" he jolted as she stood upright and glanced at him over her shoulder.
"My friend is asleep." She said, in a way that sent a shiver down his spine, like this was all some big secret between them. "But I have a cup of coffee in me that's keeping me… up." She said, glancing at his cock to emphasize that, yes, she was being deliberate… The nakedness was just a part of her exhibitionism. "…I only have a couple of natural pockets on me…" she said, doing a graceful twirl as she approached him. "And the only money I have is in the car, not that I could use it… because it belongs to my boss and her irritation might be worse than the evil clown cloud outside."
Elliot started up at her, her breasts swelling as she smirked, licking her lips as she bent over, slowly, resting her hands on the back of the couch so he could only look into her gorgeous eyes or her cleavage… and yet still managing to see the arch of her back and the pop of her thick PAWG ass.
"…Want me to take care of that?" she said in a whisper that echoed in his head and the hallways of the empty school.
…Elliot was just a poor, 18-year-old high-school student on the verge of graduating… and after a month of relative hardship… it was so HARD, literally. And Flash was, also literally, getting off on this…
What can she say? She liked fucking younger guys.
Elliot, moved his hands, his rock hard cock throbbing against his boxers as her hands slid over his shoulders, down his chest, and rested on his bulge as she maintained eye-contact, before squatting to her heels, flexing her thick PAWG ass on them as she spread her legs open along with his boxers, reaching into his pants, and extracting his cock, oozing pre-cum.
Flash's tongue slid out of her mouth before sliding slowly up his length. Elliot groaned, his cock quivering on her warm, wet cock licker as she pressed her lips gently to his shaft. "Mwah." She cooed, "Mwah. Mwah…" up his length around the sides of his girthy shaft, reaching his tip. "Mmn… MWAH…" she pulled away after a firm slurp and press of her lips. "Big. Fucking. Cock." She whispered, gazing up at him, seconds away from wrapping her lips around them and sliding them up and down. "Mmgh!"
Up. Down. Up. Down. Twisting her head and her plump cock-sucking lips on his cock as her PAWG booty wobbled with her movements, and Elliot clawed at the couch cushions. The first blowjob of his life, and it's with a fucking beauty who knew what she was doing, sloppily drooling on his as her beautiful blonde head bobbed wildly up and down. He groaned, sinking into the couch, which had never seen such action before, his hands practically digging fingernail grooves into the cloth as he finally let go of the couch and rested his hands on her blonde-haired head. "Mmmn…" but she didn't stop, she kept going, green eyes twinkling and almost chuckling as she lapped away at his dick, rapidly marinating in her saliva. "Mmgh! Mmgn…" she buried her head into his lap. Lips and nose piercing into his boxers as she slurped. "Mmn…"
He held tightly to her head, gripping it. He began to instinctively buck his hips as her hands stroked his legs. "Mmn-hmmn…" she moaned encouragingly, and it broke the dam even further. He started pushing his hips into her mouth. "MMgh!" he began grinding his hips into her face as she glanced up at him with a smirk on her vacuum-tight lips. He stood up, pushing against her face now… throwing himself into it. Again, literally, almost knocking her onto her thick PAWG ass as he used her throat like a stretched Fleshlight. "Mmgh! Mmngh…" her chest bouncing as he thrust into her mouth, scraping out saliva with each back swing as his girth trembled warningly. "mmmgh! Mmgh! MMMN!" she moaned as he groaned.
"Uuugh!" his cock pulsated deep in her throat as instinct to shoot his load in a warm hole overwhelmed him, and she cooed. Eyes watering as his cum flooded her empty stomach. She hummed as Elliot finished, and realizing he was balls deep in her throat, he quickly extracted his cock, still at half chub, as she smirked and pecked his tip with her lips.
"Mwah…" he threw himself backward, dropping onto the couch again after forgetting it was there. His cock was still erect as she stood up, licking her lips and turning around.
"Wha-OH…" he groaned against as her PAWG booty clapped around his moist cock, grinding on his lap as his length twitched between her ass cheeks. She rolled her hips around and around with practiced stripper skill, "UUGH…" Elliot groaned, his cock already rising against between her thick, flexing PAWG cheeks, gripping to his cock as she bent forward, hands on the floor, and kept twerking and grinding on him. Her cheeks were getting wet with her own slobber before she soon shot herself upright, continuing her lap dance, before abruptly standing up. "Haa…" Elliot panted as his thick cock pulsated indignantly.
Flash tossed her long braid over her shoulder before throwing herself across the nearby table, ass behind her, and glancing over her shoulder as she wiggled her hips invitingly. Before reaching around and spreading her ass for him as she waited. "…Come on now, don't be selfish." She said as Elliot's cock twitched and he stood up, looming behind her. "Get it all up in there…" she said with a sultry look. Feeling him push his raw cock against her folds, then pierces into her steadily. "Oooh yeah. MMGH!" she shivered as he buried all of his girthy dick deep into her body. Her ass cheeks wobbled and vibrated in pleasure as he slammed into her. "Ugh! Oh! YEAH. You like how that feels, don't you? OOH!" shivering playfully, groaning as he kept pounding her from behind. "Fuck me. Fuck me just like that…" she whispered seductively as he pounded her harder. "Fuck! NGH! Use that pussy! Oooh!!" he grabbed her golden hair braid, yanking on it as her back arched and her pussy clamped down around his cock. "OOoh!!"
Rocket's eyes snapped open, and she shot upright. She heard an echoing howl and, for a moment, wondered what it was, but a quick glance to the empty bed beside her told her what it was. "Hmph." She scoffed softly, and slipped off the bed as the grunting, gasps of pleasure echoed in the silent hallways and she more out of a curiosity than a personal interest went to go check.
"Oh! Ooh! FUCK… Oh!!" gasped Flash as Rocket soon revealed herself at the still-opened door. Flash smiled, "Hey. Oh! Oh!" groaning as her breasts bulged beneath her, ass cheeks wobbling wildly behind her with Elliot's furious thrusting, eagerly grinding into her body. "Ooh… YES…" Flash's eyes rolled as she came, shaking excitedly, "Ooooh, that's what I need."
"REALLY?" Rocket said sarcastically, but Elliot kept thrusting, the echoing claps of Flash's ass reverberating as he loomed over her, pinning her down and yanking her hair as instinct took over.
"He! Need! A! Fuuuck." Groaned Flash, still riding high on her climax. "Uuugh!"
"Ugh! Aaah!!" Elliot threw his hips into her pussy, grinding on her as she bit her bottom lip and moaned, feeling him shoot his ropes into her warm, wet pussy before dropping onto her. "Mmn…"
Flash giggled, resting her chin in her hand as she twitched beneath him, shaking in orgasm as she glanced at Rocket. "Mmn… nothing quite like a good FUCK before bed. Come on, give the guy a ride."
"Seriously?" Rocket replied as Elliot's cock throbbed inside of Flash, slowly pushing himself up, and steadily out of Flash's pussy as his cock still managed to remain erect, and at the prospect of a sexy dark chocolate honey, started twitching as Rocket stared at his girthy meat.
"Come on, I already sucked him, and fucked him…" Flash pushed herself up, "…Just give him what you're known for. Might as well go for the trifecta." Flash said as Rocket flipped her off.
"Are you bloody-" but Elliot's cock was hard, and Flash was already stroking it. "…Kidding me?" she finished rather lamely as Flash smiled.
"Come on… You know that ass wants to." Rocket frowned at her, her body twitching slightly as she stared at a sleepy, but hopeful-looking Elliot.
"…Bloody wanker." Rocket mumbled and unbuckled her jeans, pushing them to the floor as Flash started stroking Elliot even more, the wet smacks of her fist pumped up and down his slippery cock as Rocket strutted bottomless towards them… but was pushed onto the table. "Ah!" Flash grabbed her ankles and got onto the table, folding the sexy Aussie in half, before straddling her face. "MMGH!"
Flash slipped Rocket's lips onto her pussy. Stretching the Aussie's legs, and spreading her black bubble ass as Elliot watched Flash grinding her PAWG booty on Rocket's face. "MMn…" Rocket's ass winked invitingly as Flash smirked. "Go on. Get it in that ass." She said, grinding on Rocket as Elliot loomed up to Rocket's ass, poking against her hole.
"MMMGH!" Rocket's ass was stretched as Elliot groaned, sliding into her body, pushing up against her. His cock stretched her ass. "MMGH!" Rocket's eyes rolled as her insides clung to Elliot's girthy dick as he pressed his hips to her body, her pussy quivering as he pulled out and began pumping into her. "MMgh! Mmgh!" muffled by Flash's pussy, Rocket shivered as Elliot kept pounding her ass. "MMGH! Mmn…" groaning into Flash's body as his creampie oozed into Rocket's mouth.
"Haa! AH!" Elliot pounded away at Rocket's ass, feeling her clamping down around him as he rested his hands on her legs, watching Flash's ass jiggle on Rocket's face. "AH! Ahaah!" The beautiful black girl shivered as Elliot's shaft pulsated in her ass, pumping faster and faster up her tight little butt as she quivered visibly in orgasm, clamping down on his cock as he abruptly buried it into her body. Groaning as he grabbed her thighs, pushing deep as Flash arched her back, shaking on Rocket's tongue.
"MMMGh!!" squeezing around Rocket's face as her feet quivered and tensed in orgasm. Elliot fell forward, his face smacking on Flash's Pillowy ass as she chuckled, rolling her hips back and forth as he pulled himself, eventually, out of Rocket's gasping, dripping hole. His cock hung between his legs as Flash trembled and crawled off of Rocket, slipping off the table, her hands slapped the floor, and she cartwheeled towards the open door, stretching her body, she strutted out of the room naked and dripping cum and saliva. Rocket's legs flopped over the table edge as she slid off. Elliot stumbled weakly back to the bed, shaking in exhaustion as Rocket groaned.
"Bloody hell." She grumbled, her legs wobbling as she just as quickly reached down, grabbed her pants, and wiggled out of the teacher's lounge. Leaving Elliot groaning contentedly.
Flash reached the showers first, yanking off her mask, stretching, and finally turning on the water as Rocket soon wobbled her way in. "Feeling better?" Flash asked as Rocket scowled at her.
"I was feeling fine before."
"And now you feel great. Funny how getting fucked will do that." Flash noted as Rocket abruptly flipped her off, washing under the shower.
"You know you could've just NOT had sex with the kid, Nikki." Rocket declared as Nikki shrugged, rubbing down her body.
"Yeah… but he's not complaining, and now I'm feeling rather lethargic…" Nikki replied, "Some of us were supposed to be working tonight, Ginga."
"We both wore!" Ginga noted indigantly, but Nikki seemed unconcerned.
"And some of us had a cup of coffee." She turned off the shower with a shrug and a wink, "And now I feel like having a cigarette, and I don't even smoke." She teased, strutting away from Ginga as she rinsed her ass out.
By the time she walked back towards the infirmary, the light of the teacher's lounge was off, and the door was shut. Ginga walked into the infirmary as Flash curled up onto her bed for the night, looking proud of herself… also, she was eating a snack from the vending machine. Rocket crawled into her bed, and both of them eventually fell asleep. Nikki with a smile on her face.
Time: 7:05 AM. Place: Gotham High (Infirmary)
Nikki, still very naked, dozed on, slightly drooling as Ginga approached her, slapping her shoulder, she snorted away. "Wha-huh?" she glanced at Ginga sleepily before yawning. "Oh, Hey."
"Put your clothes on." She said lazily before walking to the windows of the Infirmary, which had their curtains shut, glancing out the windows at the distinct lack of Clown Cloud. "Looks like we can leave."
"Hwaaah…" Nikki yawned again before putting her clothes on. Tugging her shorts over her thick PAWG ass. "Great. Don't want to say goodbye to our roommate?" she teased, but Ginga rolled her eyes.
"I'm not even sure if we should tell someone he's living here," Ginga replied as Nikki shrugged and tugged her shirt on.
"Well then, we'd better leave. I am starving. Want to grab McRonalds?"
"Sure."
"You're buying. I left my wallet in my locker." Nikki said as they both made their way out the way they came in. Heading to the company car and getting in.
"Fine," Ginga said as the engine rumbled to life.
About thirty minutes later, Nikki and Ginga walked into the back of Superbabes. Orders were still behind the counter, looking like someone had just hit her in the head a few times with a frying pan. She turned her gaze SLOWLY to the two young Superbabes as they entered. Nikki put the money from last night's delivery on the counter.
"…You look… tired." Ginga noted tentatively as Orders' purple eyes glowered at her.
"I look and feel like SHIT." She grumbled indignantly, "But that's what happens when the FUCKING JOKER makes me spend all night taking care of my employees." She rubbed her eyes before slipping the money under the counter and pushing herself up from the counter. "Nikita, go home." Orders grumbled, "Ginga. Drive ME home, then come back here and work the morning shift." She noted and started walking around the counter as Nikita started to go back into the locker room, only for Orders to grab her lightning-emblazoned shirt and drag her closer.
"…Uh…" Nikki blinked at Orders, who said, rather bluntly.
"I expect you to be PAID next time." Orders noted, her purple eyes flashing as Nikki smiled.
"…Yes, boss." She said as Orders let her go and walked past Ginga with significantly less vigor than usual.
"You're lucky I'm too tired to scold you." Orders added, "Ginga." The Aussie girl followed after Orders, returning to the same company car that had driven her here, getting into the back seat. "He'll be fine by the way." Ginga checked the mirrors as Orders got into the back.
"…Elliot?" she said as Orders sighed.
"Yes. He'll be fine…" Orders glanced at her, "Though I'll tell you what I told Nikita, next time. GET PAID… but we'll call this a learning experience." Orders closed her eyes.
…Pushing the blushing Ginga deeper into Superbabes depravity was good for business after all.
End