Nearby, Terri pulled out her phone, and as quickly as she could began snapping as many pictures of the two lusty lovers as possible. After a few minutes, Whor pulled away from Nooki, and called over to her as the two of them caught their breath, “Join us, Earth slut!”
Terri didn't need to be asked twice.
Soon she was a crucial part of the proceedings, the mouths alternating whose lips they kissed, Whor to Nooki, Nooki to Terri, Terri to Whor, both Whor and Nooki on the opposing sides of Terri's sweet kisser. Terri managed to wrangle Nooki's erect cock from out of his tunic as the two men groped, and she pressed the two shafts together, letting the hot, sticky things meld together for a moment. She wrapped a single fist around the two cocks and began to masturbate them both in her clutch, and after losing hold of the double cocks a few times, she proceeded to do the job with both hands, wanking them separately, as the trio continued to make out up above.
With little transition, their clothes were soon all lying in a mangled heap in the middle of Whor's bedroom floor. Their naked bodies struggled to press together, the sweat pouring off of their skin, their limbs wrapping as best they could together as snakes, the spit still swapping and the universal arousal tangible.
Terri got down on her knees, and unscrewed the hammerhead from Whor's cock for the time being. She continued to jack them both off with each of her hands, and as the two of them kissed, groped, fingered, and slapped up above, she alternated in giving them each blowjobs. Slowly she consumed a shaft, inching her tongue sloooooowly along into a pelvis, sucking sloooooowly back out, and then switching bodies, devouring the opposite cock, coating them both with a thick film of saliva, and causing them each to shudder with pleasure.
Before long, they were both reciprocating on her, each of them latched to one of her enormous tits, the two brothers suckling on her like newborn twins. Pressing their erections against her thighs they clambered down below, digging their fingers into her sopping wet pussy, thrusting away into her fleshy feminine folds, causing her head to roll with pleasure.
“Oooooooooooh, Goddddddddddd,” she sighed, closing her eyes, tingling as the two brothers nibbled like hungry fishes on the splendid, erect nubs of her nipples.
She stepped away from the two of them for a while, continuing the manual duties on her own, massaging her cooter vigorously so as not to lose the high of their stimulation. She allowed them to continue their reunion on their own for a bit, enjoying the glorious sight all the while.
Nearby, Whor and Nooki continued their naked makeout for some time, until finally Whor pulled away, turning his body halfway, so that his erection pointed in the direction of his fallen hammer. For a moment his dick began to quiver, throbbing with a sort of magnetic pulse, when WHAM!
The hammerhead flew across the room and came smashing back onto the end of his shaft, sending his newly endowed penis bouncing with the force of collision for several long seconds.
Nooki swallowed hard.
At long last, he was getting the anal retribution from his brother that he had for so long desired.
Whor bent him over. He licked his thumb, and smeared his saliva onto the tight pink tunnel of Nooki's frightened asshole.
He crammed the hammer inside him.
Nooki screamed.
Whor's mighty cock trembled like a jackhammer inside the lad's bent, tortured body, churning him up with a long overdue vengeance, tearing him up as only an adopted brother could do.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh FUCK!” The familiar mingling of pleasure and pain showed prominently on Nooki's grimaced and jiggling face. Terri, still fingering herself nearby, didn't quite know whether she should feel sorry for Nooki or be jealous of him, but she was sure as hell about to find out.
“Earth wench!” beckoned Whor as he continued to fuck his brother. “Join us!”
And again, Terri didn't need much more convincing then that. She glanced at the tip of the Rainboner she'd forgotten she had with her poking out from the pile of discarded clothes, and decided she'd just thought of an excellent new idea.
“Cumming!” she said, and grabbed the beautiful thing.
Very soon, the three horny fuckers had arranged themselves into something of a delightful configuration. Whor had adorned himself with the multicolored strap-on, and now he essentially had two penises. The Rainboner, which he wore just above his regular penis, he slid up the tunnel of Nooki's ass, considerably looser now that he'd already lodged his hammer up there. Nooki, in turn, crammed his own generously portioned cock up Terri's ass, making her squirm at the bottom of the pile. Finally, Whor's mighty hammer was crammed tight into her wet gash, swinging away ferociously, tearing her pussy apart as he had Nooki's own ass minutes previously.
“Ohhhhhhhh GOD!” Terri cried, as the two shafts of her double penetration slid past one another through the layers of her exploding skin.
They were a tangled, messy, sweaty mass of erections and thrusting and pussy and asses and depravity, and all of them loved it. Their skin clapped loud with the thunder of their wet love, POW, POW, POW, POW, everyone lost in a haze, their bodies collectively overwhelmed with sensation. It was Whor who took ultimate charge of the situation, plunging into both of them with a final, emphatic thrust, in turn plunging Nooki's own boner deeper into Terri's body, and holding them there captive to his erection.
Both of them screamed.
All of them came.
With the collision of his Whor's cock into his prostate, Nooki found himself creaming all over the pink tunnel of Terri's ass, and this in turn set her off. Between the wave of anal orgasm set off by the hot load of Nooki's semen swirling around up her ass, and the quivering unbearable force of Whor's jackhammer up her pussy, she felt her form convulse in a double-pronged attack of climax, sweating and kicking and spiraling out of control. Finally, atop them all, Whor's Rainboner gushed its spectral cum up Nooki's throbbing ass, searing him with his sticky hot load, and sending the room up in lights around them, all of Assgard spinning in circles, and the trio in mid-coitus vanishing for an instant, only to reappear in an absolute post-coital mess on the floor of Nick Furry's bedroom of an office.
“Well,” said Nick, looking at them from beneath the sheets, his company now gone, but the boner still there. “What an interesting thing to have land in the middle of one's bedroom...”
“Oh hey Nick!” said Whor cheerfully, his drained cocks still shoved up inside the bodies of his two subs. Terri just smiled up at him, her cheeks blushing with the force of the two men's cocks still inside her.
“Good work Terri,” said Furry, smiling back at her. “Looks like we've at last got ourselves a complete team to assemble...”
To Be Continued…
Erotic Heroics: Joining Forces
Chapter One
Terri Totts stood assembled amidst a long line of recently collected S.H.A.F.T. teammates, all of whom she'd had a hand in recruiting. Amidst the assembly were her former boss, Rodney Dowel Jr., AKA Iron Rod, the spry young/old Stiff Rogers, AKA Captain Erotica, Bruce Boner, AKA The Insatiable Hunk, Pietro Jakkinoff, AKA Quicksliver, Genitalia Rubbinovna, AKA the Black Sado, who stood close to Terri, eyeing the cluster of men around her with some degree of dislike, and the adoptive brothers Whor and Nooki from the realm of Assgard, who had no AKAs, but stood hand-in-hand, thrilled with their recently discovered lust for one another's tight, godly bodies.
They were all waiting patiently in the center of S.H.A.F.T. headquarters, and their commander, the prestigious Nick Furry, was pacing thoughtfully back and forth in front of the assembled troupe, dressed in his fuzzy green animal outfit, considering what he wanted to say to his expectant troops. Next to him the anthropomorphic duck, Howie the Mallard, stood puffing away at his cigar, blowing the smoke obnoxiously into the air. “I'm just here to watch,” he said suggestively, winking at Genitalia Rubbinovna when he caught her staring disgustedly at him.
“Men and women of S.H.A.F.T.,” Furry began, his voice slightly muffled from his costume
's stuffy green head.
“But mostly men,” Genitalia coughed from the sideline.
“As you all know, mankind faces an imminent threat. The evil Lord Phallos is in possession of the powerful relic known as the Chastity Gauntlet, and he is one goddamn Depravity Stone away from activating the goddamn thing, and sending the goddamn human race all to hell in a handbasket. We here at S.H.A.F.T. are doing everything in our power to make sure that that does not happen. However, Phallos himself is pretty fucking powerful, and there's probably not much chance that we'll be successful in preventing him from getting the final stone- that stone, as many of you know, being the long-lost stone of the Tesserection. So, in the likely event of our failure on that front, we need to be prepared. That's why I've assembled all you heroes here today. We need to practice and hone our skills to the most advanced degrees possible, in both the realms of combat as well as carnal depravity. What Phallos fears more than basically anything in the universe is sex, so we need to make sure we can subject him to as much goddamn fucking quantities of copious copulation, that his head explodes with how far down it comes crashing into the gutter.”
“Which shouldn't be that hard, because most of us are Americans!” cheered the eternal patriot Captain Erotica.
“So basically what you're saying is,” interjected the thickly accented voice of Pietro Jakkinoff, “in order to defeat bad guy, we must all have giant orgy and fuck one another to make sure we are ready on big day?”
“That's about the size of it,” nodded Nick's fuzzy head.
Everyone was silent for a moment, looking around, examining the prospects of the bodies they were being asked to stick their dicks in. Several pairs of eyes fell on Terri and Genitalia, and at last it was Robert Dowel Jr., dressed head to toe in his Iron Rod regalia, who said what they'd all been thinking.
“Little bit of a sausage fest we've got going on here, isn't it?”
“I don't mind,” grinned Nooki, squeezing his grip tighter around Whor's mighty fingers.
“Let me assure, you,” Nick continued, disregarding the comments from the penis gallery, “I am well aware of this issue, and even though I'm pretty goddamn sure that most if not all of us swing both ways, I've made sure to recruit some additional pussy for those of us who are still holding out about our own sexuality. May I introduce, for your carnal pleasure, the vivacious S.H.A.F.T. agent Peggy Cooter, the sexy astrophysicist Jane Thruster, and Phallos' own estranged stepdaughter Sodoman Gomorrah, a smokin' alien bombshell who should be an important asset to our defeat of this ultimate evil.”
Three more women traipsed out through a side door, a perky and confident-looking blond, a gorgeous, petite brunette whose only semblance of intelligence was the pair of thick-framed glasses she wore, and a beautiful alien princess who wore nothing but a set of skimpy black lingerie.
Terri looked over and noticed the steam practically shooting out of Genitalia Rubbinovna's nostrils.
“Oh for fuck's sake!” she exclaimed. “Five fucking women in this thing and not a single one of them has a superpower!”
“I'm green,” offered Sodoman Gomorrah. “Does that count?”
Genitalia seethed at her. “You're a trained assassin who wears skintight leather and knows how to fire guns at people. You're basically me as an alien...”
“Ladies, ladies!” interjected Captain Erotica, looking to prevent a civil war. “I'm fine with the two of you fighting, but do you think you could at least take some of your clothes off and let me get my camera first? You know, for um... America!”
“Hey! Captain! It's not World War 2 anymore,” grimaced Iron Rod, looking to start a civil war. “You're not relevant anymore! Soldiers don't need you running off to the battle fields distributing shittily made pornography, they have this thing called the internet that pretty much takes care of that now...”
“What did you say to me?!” thundered the Captain, marching over to Rodney in his metal suit. Rodney put the visor of his helmet up, squinting fiercely at his challenger.
“You heard me, you old gloryhole! What use do you think you are to this team anyway? Look how scrawny you are! You've been frozen in ice for seventy-some odd years and somehow your age is still higher than your weight!”
“Well, that's a lot of tough talk coming from a guy whose father was a draft-dodging little pussy and whose company made billions of dollars dropping napalm on civilians during Vietnam!”
“I- no, that was a different company...” said Terri, but her remark went unheeded.
Rodney and Stiff were now inches away from one another's faces, each one's eyes boring into the other's, everyone in the room silent, holding their breath, certain that a fight was about to erupt between the two.
But then something unexpected happened.
The tension between the two of them had apparently been more sexual than ideological in reality, and before anyone managed to realize what was happening the two of them were locking lips, Iron Rod forcing Stiff's head backwards, attempting to dig down into his throat with his tongue. Their lips slid over one another, their hands caressed one another's bodies through their suits, and slowly, Iron Rod lowered the Captain to the ground, lying on top of him, and the two of them rolling around in the throes of their passion.
Everyone was stunned.
A silence ensued as they all watched the two of them go at it for a while, until at last the awkwardness was broken by Nick Furry, whose one cartoon eye seemed as wide with shock as everyone else's.
“So... Yeah... I like that initiative... I guess that's everyone's cue to get started now, maybe...”
And that's all that it took.
Chapter Two
Soon clothes were flying, limbs were flailing, genitals were emerging, and sickles were being hammered.
Whor had apparently horned in on the bespectacled scientist brought in by Furry at the beginning of the session, and rushed over to her, peeling off her lab coat as the two of them made out, cupping her perky tits with his strong godly hands, and pressing his waist hard up against her tiny body. She felt his erection and gasped.
“Oooh, is that a ruler in your pocket, or are you just really happy to see me?”
“Oh that?” said Whor, and he whipped out his penis, the end of which was adorned with the head of a large steel mallet. “That's a hammer actually, but you were mighty damn close. Would you like me to put it in you?”
Jane's eyes were wide for a moment, but she nodded dumbly, and Whor yanked down her skirt, crammed his mighty tool up her pussy, and jackhammered away at her insides.
His adopted brother and newly adopted lover Nooki, meanwhile, had been left abandoned, and stared on at the two of them with jealousy in his eyes. Just then, however, he felt someone tapping him on the shoulder, and he turned to see Quicksliver staring at him with his dick hanging out, cradled it in his hands and pointing it at him with a dab of pre-cum adorning its blue-gray tip.
“You want I should fuck you in asshole?” asked Pietro.
“Yes, please!” said Nooki with enthusiasm, and he dropped his tunic to the floor in a heartbeat. Pietro plunged his pietro inside, the curved blade of his erection fitting snuggly into the tight little nook of his anus.
“Oooooh,” said Pietro, suddenly putting the pieces together. “That is why you are called Nooki!” He then made good use of his lightning fast superpowers, and thrust his cock so fast in and out of Nooki's body that it was like being fucked up the butt by a supersonic massage chair. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh GOODDDDDDDD!' Nooki moaned, and before long he felt Quicksliver's hot load bursting forth inside of him, and the stimulation of his prostrate as his dick rammed into it caused him to ejaculate, shooting his godly cum across the room with reckless abandon.
“So,” said Genitalia, meanwhile, to the attractive blond S.H.A.F.T. agent whom Furry had brought in with him. “You're name is Peggy Cooter, right?”
“Yup,” nodded Peggy Cooter.
“Do you like pegging, Peggy?”
“Yup,” nodded P
eggy Cooter.
“Do you have any dildos with you, Peggy?”
“Yup,” nodded Peggy Cooter, pulling two long black dildos out of her purse.
“Do you want to peg each other, Peggy?”
“Yup,” nodded Peggy Cooter.
Bruce Boner looked on at the two women as they took turns pegging one another, bending each other over, and shoving the artificial erections up one another's firm, silky asses, seizing each other by the waist and thrusting, thrusting, thrusting, slamming ass into pelvis, causing one another to scream with pleasure, and then shifting up positions, each reciprocating for the other, taking breaks inbetween to kiss passionately, to rub their nimble fingers along one another's ripe breasts, sucking on the nipples, and groping their feminine figures with an almost instinctive familiarity.
All of it was, of course, entirely too much for him to handle.
His body began to tense, his muscles bulged, and Boner and his boner grew tremendous, tearing straight out of his clothes altogether this time around, his erection busting out of the fabric of his pants, and the dissolution of his flesh into a fearsome shade of green completing his total transformation into the one and only Insatiable Hunk.
“BRUUUUUUUCCCCCCE HOOOOOOORNNNNNNNY!” he wailed, tearing his head around the room in search of an available sex partner, and his eyes landed on the closest other green being he could find. He lifted up a salami-sized finger and pointed at Nick Furry in his lime-colored costume, yelling determinedly, “HUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNK SMASSSSSSSSSSSSH!”
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