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It was slow today. So damn slow… so slow that Livewire had a very Jackie look on her face as she slurped boredly on a vanilla shake at the poker table with Wonder Woman (II) and Power Girl. "Fuck I'm bored." She noted, tossing her cards down and folding as she rested her face on her hand, and the other two continued to play poker.
"You really shouldn't say that." Power Girl noted playfully as Livewire finished her shake and stood up, allowing her thick blueberry booty to shake as she strutted over to a trash can and threw the empty cup away.
"Doesn't make it any less true. At least if I'm daring the universe to throw something at me-" she sat her thick blue ass back onto her very lucky chair at the poker table, adjusting her nearly constantly riding up suit out from between her ass cheeks, and rested her chin in her hands. They all hesitated for a minute before glancing at Orders, who was quietly playing Sudoku today.
"It doesn't work like that." She said after a moment of staring as the girls went back to playing poker.
"Experience says otherwise, Jeffa." She said as Orders chose not to really comment, however, after a minute, Orders soon reached for the phone. "Knew it!"
Time: 9:05 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
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"Superbabes. We Deliver."
"…A… Milkshake. Delivered by… anyone?"
"…Very well. One Milkshake. Anything else?"
"No, thank you."
"We expect her back within 60 minutes or less, or the police will be informed. You will be charged upon completion of delivery. Name and address, please."
Meanwhile
Orders hung up the phone, finished writing the receipt before tearing it off. "Livewire. Since you're so eager to find something to do. You take this one." She said casually as Livewire pressed her hands on the table and stood up so fast her thick blue ass almost knocked over the chair, but she caught it, walking around and heading towards the counter before taking the receipt from her hand and examining it as a shake slid across the counter.
"…Just the shake?" she said as Orders shrugged. "…I guess he's more interested in something else."
"Price doesn't change. Time doesn't change." Orders noted, "What's more important, as always, is we get paid."
"And to have fun!" Wonder Woman declared, but Orders ignored her and tilted her head toward the back door.
"Off you go." Orders added before staring at Wonder Woman, who only smiled and said.
"Blackjack!"
"You're doing this on purpose, you KNOW we're playing poker!" Power Girl replied with a laugh as Livewire strutted out the back door to the closest company car, putting the drink in the cup holder and slowly pulling into traffic, and off into Gotham.
The Fashion District apparently… she didn't think there were a lot of houses here, but you learn something new every day. She skidded to a stop next to a tall brownstone. Getting out of the car and walking up the steps with her thick blue ass wobbling behind her with each shapely step. She let herself in. Why anyone would not lock the door to their apartment building in Gotham, she'd never know, but she checked the receipt, got to the lone elevator in the building, and saved the workout on her fantastic bombax by walking up seven flights of stairs.
DING
Stepping out of the relatively tiny elevator, she double checked her receipt and walked down two sets of doors, arriving at door number 7E. She held the receipt, shrugged, then wrapped it around the cup, allowing condensation to hold it there before raising her hand and knocking loudly. "Superbabes."
Time: 9:34 PM. Place: Fashion District (Apartment 7E)
"Special Delivery Service." She said, waiting as the door slowly opened and a man appeared, he looked absolutely exhausted. His dirty blonde hair was grungy, and there were heavy bags under his eyes. He wore a silky dark robe that had a few blotches and long dried stains on it.
"Come in," he said, resignedly taking the shake from her hand, and sucking it loudly. "Follow me." He said after taking a breath as she followed him into his apartment. It was a nice enough place, perfect for a bachelor, couch, and a TV set on one of those 'soothing fireplace' images… he SLOGGED slowly through his house, drinking his shake as she let her eyes briefly wander and saw a table stacked with hardcover books.
Dealing with Anxiety. Analyzing self-worth. Sleep for Morons. How to satisfy a woman in 10 minutes. Livewire hesitated and picked up that one curiously, that couldn't be what it says it is… Nope. It was… also WRONG. She rolled her eyes, putting the book down before catching up to him in what was clearly the bedroom. He had also apparently finished his shake, putting it aside by the dresser before grabbing a wad of cash. "Here." She took it, glancing at it and then putting it down.
"You don't really pay me until we're done in an hour." But he shook his head.
"I hope to be asleep by then." He groaned as she raised an eyebrow. "And wanted to make sure you got the money." He then grabbed her slender blue waist and pulled her towards him, crawling onto the bed, he flopped down onto it… Then patted the bed next to him. Livewire stared at him and rolled her eyes before slipping out of her boots and crawling onto the bed next to him. She lay facing him as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her close, and rested his tired face into her chest.
He nuzzled up against her like a baby, holding her around the waist tightly as she lay beside him… very fucking confused.
"…What are you doing?" she asked as he groaned.
"I read that embracing another person in bed improves REM sleep." She frowned, "I'm so tired I'm willing to try anything now." Livewire blinked, her eyes widening slightly as she lay beside him. "I've tried everything else." He squeezed her even tighter, rubbing his body and silk robe against her as his hands gently rubbed her, his hands sliding briefly over her shapely blue ass as she wiggled slightly. With his face in her chest and her ass in his hands, he tried very hard to fall asleep, cuddling her sexy, blue body.
Great… now she's on the job AND still bored. Just lying there with him holding onto her. "…Is it working?" she said with an unintentionally sultry whisper in his ear. He groaned back in her chest.
"…No," he mumbled, and continued to rub her as she frowned.
"…Alright, what's the problem?" she said tiredly as he rolled onto his back and moaned again, eyes closed as he rested his hands on his eyes and rubbed.
"Nothing." He sighed, "I'm just… TIRED."
"I saw the books on the table." She said, resting her head on her hand, and running the other down her curvy, blue body. "Anxiety. Self-worth? How to satisfy a woman?" He didn't say anything as she watched him. "Want to talk about it?" she asked softly as he moaned again.
"…I can't satisfy a woman… and that shot my confidence, and then I started analyzing myself, and my own self-worth… and now I can't sleep…" he said, staring tiredly up at the ceiling. "I've tried everything."
"So now you spend a shit ton of dinero just to cuddle?" Livewire noted.
"What of I tried everything, don't you get?" he mumbled crankily as she chose not to be offended.
"Well… I know a good way to get you tired." She said and let her hand rub on the silky robe. "How about we do some rigorous exercise?"
"Are you serious?" he mumbled as she sat up now, got off the bed.
"Well, we've tried cuddling, let's try heavy petting." She said, peeling the suit off her body as he stared at her with appropriate but exhausted interest. She tossed aside her suit, her hand rubbing down her blue body as she crawled onto the bed.
"I can't afford that…" he said as she stared at him.
"…What?"
"I can't afford sex with you." He moaned tiredly, "I only have enough to cuddle… and even that didn't work."
"…Do you not know how this-?" She stopped herself, "You're REALLY tired." She said as he whined.
"I really am…" but she crawled over him, letting her shapely blue breasts wobble over his eyes like a cheap baby mobile as she slid her hands on his silky robe.
"Well, listen, Papi." She said, watching his crotch wiggle a little. "On deliveries, you can do WHATEVER you want for an HOUR." She said, "Now we tried cuddling, why don't we try something more… excitable. She lay on top of him as he gazed pleadingly and sleepily into her eyes. "Let's try something fun." She said, her face going a little flush as her instincts began to act up…
…Inwardly, she just had to admit that she did NOT want to spend an hour just cuddling, and her Sluutavan urges were agreeing with the 'No boredom' vote. She ground her body on him, feeling him poking against her as she slid down his body and pressed her face to his crotch. Her huge ass was sticking up in the air behind her as she wiggled it side to side, pendulously bouncing slowly as she fiddled with his robe, and tugged it open.
Ah… poor guy. He groaned as his under-average-sized cock popped and wiggled against her face, but she didn't let that bother her, opening her mouth and sucking his cock in easily as he groaned. Her lips massaged him slowly, her tongue lashing and thrashing around his girth. "Mmn… mmn." Livewire closed her eyes, kept twerking her ass, and bobbed her head up and down slowly and calmly, feeling his cock twitching in her mouth. He moaned and rested his hands in her white hair, feeling the silky softness of it and moaning as she kept swinging her head up and down.
"MMmn. Mmn…" her tongue danced around his cock, stroking it sensually as it slipped out and tickled his sack. It quivered as her drool oozed from her lips and down his body before she sucked LOUDLY and slurped his balls in with his cock, still licking and sucking away as he gasped, shivering in pleasure as she sucked in air.
"Aha… Ha. Aaaah… UUgh!" his eyes rolled up into his head, and he shivered on the bed as she felt his load spray into the back of her slippery throat, her tongue flicking around his quivering balls as they slipped out of her mouth.
"Mmmm… Mmmn…" she moaned softly, licking at his spurting cock as she sucked down his cum. "Mmn!" shaking her head, she began bobbing it up and down again as he let go of her head and clawed at the sheets. But he didn't get hard again even with her sucking on his cock and giving him the Sluutavan 'fuck me' eyes. "Ah…" she licked at his limp dick as he raised his hands and rested them on his eyes again, groaning softly as she pouted up at him, on her hands and knees, shaking her ass behind her. "Come on, big guy, it's not that bad."
"I'm terrible, I came already and now I won't get hard… I can't satisfy a woman and I can't-"
"Stop…" she flicked his cock firmly with a finger, scowling at him. "You're overthinking it. I've sucked a lot of cocks… and I mean a LOT of cocks. Big cocks. Small cocks. Alien cocks…" she said, crawling over next to him before rolling onto her back and spreading her legs. "You're not the only guy in the world who likes getting them SUCKED." She said, licking her lips. "You really want to please a woman, then you need to get down there and return the favor." She raised her legs up, hooking her arms around the back of her knees and spreading them. "Come on now, Papi. You're not just letting yourself down, you're letting me down…"
He groaned, sitting up as he then rolled over like a tossed sack of potatoes, resting his face between her legs, her feet bent over, and rubbed the back of his head as he opened his mouth and just pressed it around her slipper blue hole. Livewire moaned encouragingly as his tongue slid inside her and flicked on her clit as she shivered, "Oh… Oooh!" She leaned back, her ass cheeks quivering and flexing under her as she wiggled under his tongue. "That's so good, Papi…" she moaned seductively.
It wasn't like he was suddenly an instant expert at pussy eating… she's just a Sluutavan…
"Use your fingers." She whispered, eyes rolling as she shivered, feeling him hesitantly sliding his fingers into her pussy, still licking her as she vibrated excitedly, "Oh. Oooh… yes." He kept licking, lapping away at her like a dog as his fingers slid in and out of her, "MMgh! Aaah! Oooh yeah. Get it in there, Papi…OH…" she shivered, suddenly her insides clinging to her tongue and fingers. "Ooooh! Oooh…" she grinned, her eyes hazing over a little as she danced under his face. Her toes curl on the back of his head, yanking on his dirty and evidently greasy hair. "Oooh Ooh…" she moaned, licking her lips as she suddenly put her foot on his shoulder and kicked him away.
"Aaah…" Livewire's tongue licked her lips as she rolled over onto her hands and knees, crawling on the bed. She turned around like a dog trying to get comfy. She then dropped her upper body down on the bed, shaking her ass for him.
Her huge wobbling blue ass cheeks opened and closed like over and over, clapping together loudly as she kept up her twerk, her hands reached around, grabbing her shapely blue flesh and spread herself for him. "Put it in…"
"Put what in?" he asked as her ass kept twerking, his eyes bouncing like balls on song lyrics… or Veronica's face.
"You dick! Your fingers! Your fist, I don't care! Stick it in!" she moaned, shaking her ass over and over as they clapped her ass cheeks like she believed in fairies. Her puckered hole winking at him over and over as he rested his left hand on her left ass cheek. "Mmn! Hurry…" she whined enticingly, feeling his fingers sliding over her clingy half-Sluutavan pussy, coating his fingers with her arousal before sliding it up and poking at her ass. "Oh YEAH… you like that…? Tight little culo hole…" she giggled as her ass clapped around his hand.
He seemed entranced by her magnificent blue booty, which was obvious, three of his fingers thrusting in and out of her asshole. "Oh… ooh!" biting her bottom lip as he kept pumping his hand in and out of her hole. "More… MORE… give it to me, Papi! Give it to me!" He kept pumping his hand into her ass, feeling her insides clinging to his fingers as he then shoved four of them in. "Ah! SI! Oooh!!" he pushed her mid-back, thrusting rapidly in and out of her, her insides clinging tightly to them as she moaned. Rapidly bouncing her ass on his hand and laughing. "Oh, it's so GOOD… OOOH!" hissing through her teeth as he managed to slip his thumb into her. "Oooh! Ooh!" he suddenly pulled his hand out of her ass as her body shivered and spasmed in orgasm. "Ooh! Why did you stooooop?" she moaned, her ass clapping again. "Put it back! Put it all in PAPI…"
…Neither he, nor a particularly Sluutavan horny Livewire could've told you how they got to this point… but whatever possessed him to do it, probably exhaustion…. He did it. Taking his hand, he clenched it into a spear-like position before he pierced his entire hand into her ass.
Livewire released an ear-piercing shriek that echoed in orgasm as a fist went into her half-Sluutavan ass as he pumped it up to his wrist, pulled up, and repeated. "Oh! FUCK! Tu mano está en mi culo! TU MANO ESTÁ EN MI CULO! OOoh! AAAY!!" she howled, gripping tightly to his hand as he piston her ass with his fist. "MMG!! AAAH!!"
He could only stare in awe as he kept pumping his hand into her ass over and over as it stretched easily around his hand, devouring his fingers over and over like some sort of alien maw. Her body shaking and quivering in orgasm as her booty wobbled like raspberry Jello. He raised his hand and smacked it. "Oh! SI! OH!!" howling as he did the other cheek, plunging in and out of her ass, then poking at her pussy with his ass slapping hand. "Ooooh FUCK!! PUTA!" she howled before gushing like an overripe berry. He ripped his hands away from her, drumming her ass, before leaning on it with his cheek.
Burying his face between her thick, blue ass, she kept shaking it, cheek to cheek, as he sighed deeply at her soft, pillow blue ass and wrapped his arms around her thick thighs. "…Mmmn…" he closed his eyes, and didn't move.
Livewire cooed softly as her orgasmic twitching finally stopped, slightly sore holes aside, she practically purred like a kitten as her jiggly booty stopped jiggling. "Oh, SI, Papi, that was so good." She glanced over her shoulder at him. "…Oh mierda." She sighed, rested her chin on her hands, and SLOWLY slid her legs down, stretching her legs out as he continued to use her ass as a pillow. She frowned quietly to herself and wondered how she was going to get out of this.
The exhausted fister inhaled her sweet scent, his face rubbing on her asscheek as he finally rolled off of it onto his back, taking advantage. She swung her leg up and over so as not to wake him, stealthily sneaking out of his bed and grabbing her suit off the floor. She rubbed her blue butt as she tiptoed quietly to his bathroom for a quick rinse. "MMn…" her gorgeous blue body was hosed down and she quickly washed herself…
Getting out of the shower, she dried off, checked herself in the mirror, snapped her suit back into position on her ass cheeks, and slipped out of the bathroom before remembering to grab the cash he gave her earlier. She didn't even put on her boots until she was back into the living room, hopping into them and making her way to the front door like she was about to commit the walk of shame after crawling out the fire escape…
But no. That's just Superbabe-ing…
She quickly shut the door and jiggled down the hall back to the elevator, slipping the cash into her boot, and heading out to the car and inevitably back to Superbabes. Another client satisfied with her culo.
Time: 10:42 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Livewire returned to Superbabes with little fanfare but plenty of arguing. "How are you beating me?!" Ginga announced spitefully as Sierra sank another pool ball.
"I don't know." Sierra replied, grinning, "But I'm enjoying myself!" she declared as Livewire plucked the money from her boot and put it on the counter. Orders casually glanced up and clawed it closer, sorting it out and giving her a cut.
"How's your boredom now, Lori?" Orders asked as she took her cut and slipped it into her boot, resting her hand on her blue ass cheeks and groaning quietly.
"Well, I'm probably going to be feeling it later…"
"That tends to happen when you let someone fist you." Orders replied sarcastically, "But better you than Ginga. I don't think she's ready yet." Lori raised an eyebrow as Orders waved her along, "Well, go on. Take your break, play some pool…"
"Nah, I think I'll have a lie down." She declared, chuckling, stretching her arms before heading towards the couch, lying down on it, and resting her head on her arms as Ginga, irately, knocked the cueball hard, but ended up scratching. It flew off the pool table and landed on Lori's blue ass. Instinctively flexing, she caught it between her cheeks before grabbing it and plucking it out…
…Not the biggest thing she's had up there today.
End
Next up is... actually going to be another 'Day off' which is already up on my Patreon. Sisters' Days Off... I ended up writing it thinking it would be Livewire's #7, but halfway through it felt less and less like a #7... so I 'scrapped' it and did this instead...
Anyway, after that is Rocket.
Tu mano está en mi culo! TU MANO ESTÁ EN MI CULO! = You're hand's in my ass! YOUR HAND IS IN MY ASS!!