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What's a Hero Anyway? (LilypadNebula & Red-Scarlet)

Fuck, seeing her just pull up the dress and that delicious cock poking out from under was so sexy. Even better was that gaze, eyeing her like prey she was waiting to pounce on. Della came in roughly, and Katrina absolutely loved it. Her cock went to the hilt into her pussy, and it made her scream in enjoyment. Suddenly being filled like that was intense, and felt sooooo goood as it stretched her and touched all her spots at once. That delightful pressure and warmth of a thick, hard cock ready to take you. Mmm, she'd earned this.

"Ohhhhh gosh, Delllaaaa, fuckkk," she groaned, crying out and moaning with each thrust as Della started to use her right. She was fully emptying her and filling her each time, and it drove Katrina mad, she was lost to that pleasure, enjoying the fullness and aching for it when it was gone. It was a deep arousal, right now she was just a creature that needed sex, she'd do anything Della wanted. "Yesss, punish my slutty, naughty pussy for teasing you, pleaaaassse, I need it!" her moans echoed through Della's home along with the sound of her ass slapping back against Della's hips. The constant thrusting and pounding made her already very aroused pussy wetter and wetter, and she started to shudder her entire body and let out a high,sharp moan as she came quickly. Her pussy clamped onto Della's cock, even tighter than before, needing that cum to fill her. They'd had such a sweet, easing time earlier, this one was animalistic, rough, and the slutty thief loved it all.
 
Della obeyed, not slowing for a second as she slammed Katrina. The tightening as Katrina came nearly pushed her over the edge, but Della wanted to keep going. She wanted more. While her precum was leaking freely, a large amount that was already being squished out by her long thrusts, she willed herself to not cum just yet.

Unnoticed and unheard by the two of them, Della's phone had fallen from her dress's pocket. On the floor, it vibrated, the text on the screen reading "Stryker-FaceTime". And, after the first time the silent ringing ended, the phone gave a small click and answered from the other end. Below Della's fucking hips, a face came on the screen, and a small voice came out with "Hey, Della, you... Oh my god."

Up higher, on the bed, Della spanked Katrina. "Tease! Pervert! Sexy, hot, oh my fucking god!" she said in time with her slaps, and finally, as Katrina tightened on her again, she let loose, a huge quantity of cum spurting into Katrina's waiting womb. The white fluid filled and filled before spilling out, some splashing past the phone's camera.
 
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Katrina felt so sensitive, she whined and moaned as Della didn't relent the slightest after the shorter woman came. It only made her go harder, in fact. It felt so good, she could take it, all of the length and thrusting into her sensitive pussy. She certainly heard no other voices speaking up from a phone, all her attention on her body's responses and the arcing pleasure like a tidal wave through her body. "Fuck me Della, give this pervy, teasing pussy what she deserves," she cried out, slamming back against the hero with loud, slutty moans. Still one of the first times she'd done it and already Della was driving the woman wild with desire, she couldn't wait to tell her how good it was, how good the dirty words and rough treatment felt.

The spank was goooood, playing into the roughness of their sex, intense yet deeply passionate. Finally she felt the throbs and stretch of the cock within her pulsing, and finally she got that delightful treat, a pussy full of cream, filling her and making her cum a second time along with the hero. It quickly filled her and spilled out, dripping down their thighs. It was messy, dirty sex, and Katrina adored it all. She moaned loudly, leaning back and spearing down on the cock to keep as much cum filling her along with the firing cock as she could. "Dellaaaaa, yessss! Fuuuuuuck, you feel so gooood, I'm your little slutty creampie," she groaned and shivered, her body pulsing shocking arcs of pleasure from two rapid orgasms. Anyone that might be listening would hear exactly how Della was making her feel.
 
"Oh my god..." Della moaned out, finally slowing down. A few more tentative thrusts, and she pulled out with a plop, cum leaking from Katrina's well-fucked pussy. "I think I might be getting addicted to this."

From the floor came a somewhat louder than last time "You having fun there?"

Della's eyes flicked down, seeing Stryker's face on the phone, and in the smaller frame, a view of her own body. From below. Up her dress and with everything on display. "Ack!" she let out, bending down and flipping the phone. "What-how-Stryker, why did you call? Why did I answer? When did I answer? What did you see?" her words came fast and confused.

"Oh, you know..." the slightly muffled voice came from the phone. "I was calling because I had noticed some weird readings near your gear. Some kind of localized spatial distortion, which is not the same as yours, and wanted to make sure everything is okay. But I'm pretty sure things are better than okay, given everything I just observed."

She looked at Katrina, trying to gauge how the other woman felt about being observed.
 
Katrina flopped onto the bed as Della pulled out of her, letting out a happy, contented sigh. "Ahhhhhh, wow," she said, shivering again as she felt her well filled pussy leaking out cum. She took the moment to savor the feeling, nodding in response to Della's words. She could certainly get used to this, getting plowed by that thick rod every day. The different voice was loud enough and her mind less focused enough to hear it, she pushed up onto her elbows and looked back, face scrunched in confusion. "Who's that?" she asked, and as Della said who, her eyes shot open.

"Oh shit, you pocket dialed her?" she said, then couldn't help but laugh. Damn, so she saw everything, and heard it, with how loud they were. Ohhh wait this was Stryker, the woman she was sure liked Della, and very likely liked her back. The devious look came back to her face, and she sat up to wrap her arms around Della and grin, her tits very much in frame should Della flip the phone back around, though she didn't seem to mind. "Hi! I'm Kat, nice to meetcha. Soooo you're Stryker, I've heard so much about you. Della's only got good things to say. Sooo, what'd ya think? This hottie sure knows how to give it, huh?" she giggled, squeezing her lover tight.
 
"I'll say! You sounded like you were having the time of your life," Stryker giggled out. "So tell me how you two met!"

Della, who was breathing deeply and trying to remain calm, focused on the question, and not on Katrina's tits and body pressed close against her. It was an innocent question-not the kind of thing that would overload her brain with lewdness. "Um, Katrina is... Was... Um, she was working with some folk she shouldn't have, but she turned a new leaf. Those people didn't like that, but I was there to help her get to safety."

A faint tapping of keyboard can be heard from the phone, and then Stryker says "Ha! Got it. I've seen these kind of distortions before, and they match... Packrat! Which means... Damn, you got a real cutie."

The flustered hero looked around for something-she didn't know what, but something that would help. Her eyes landed on her discarded panties, and she quietly asked Katrina "Do you want to get dressed so we can talk to her properly?"
 
Katrina nodded at Della's explanation. "S'basically it, yeah, I'm all new leafed up! Della's been really really great about it, pulled me out of a bad spot. She's sweet and cute and so so hot, don't you think so Stryker?" she asked, giggling. It made her gasp when Stryker nailed her identity on the first guess. "Woah, you're good! Hehe, yeah, s'me, Packrat. Guess I'm not so C-list as I thought if you cool heroes all know about me," she got a blush and grinned at Della, hugging her again, which pressed her tits against her once more.

"Huh? Oh if you wanna get dressed feel free, but you still got your dress on so should be good." A few moments pause as she put it together. "Oh wait, do you mean me? Oh I'm good, I don't care who sees me naked, Stryker can see if she wants. Unless you want me to get dressed cause seeing me naked is getting you all excited again, hehe," she teased the hero, smirking. Katrina leaned up to kiss her, then scooted away to grab the big t shirt once more. With only a single layer of fabric and no panties it didn't hide everything, but it was something. "S'cute how easy it is to get you riled up," she said as she got back, snuggled up next to the hero to appear on the call.
 
Della got her panties on, and with a deep breath, turned the phone around. Stryker, still on the camera with a shockingly clear image, was pretty cute. Judging by the angle, she was short, with a pair of goggles pushed up on her shortly cropped hair. Her eyes were a deep blue, and she was dressed in overalls and a white undershirt. "Hey Della! Nice to meet you, Katrina! Damn girl, nice tits."

The owner of the home and the professional hero tested many times in the field, tried to make words. "Um... Yeah, she does," she offered. "You're... You're gay, Stryker?"

"Pan, Della. I just haven't had time to date much since college-you know how it is maintaining tech for everyone I work with. If anyone should be surprised about this, it should be me! I could've sworn you were ace," Stryker replied. "Never had stories about dating, never dated anyone in the field... Hell, remember Blaster?"

"Oh god, don't remind me of him," Della muttered.

"He bet me $100 he could get you to 'open up', back when we were all working on the... Um, is it still classified?"

"Yes."

"Working together. Guess his tits just weren't good enough, huh?" Stryker finished with a laugh.
 
Katrina waved happily. "Aww, thank you! Grew em myself. S'nice to meet you too!" she giggled and wiggled a bit. The news that Stryker was queer wasn't news to Katrina, even not having met her before. The way Della talked about her, there was some kind of something going on. Her face scrunched up hearing about this Blaster guy, sounded like a jerk. It was nice to hear her talk with Stryker like this, she could tell they were close, had a nice connection between them. Della was sweet and kind, she could actually make friends.

"Yeah, who needs Blaster when you got these blasting your face?" Katrina joked, squeezing her arms together to push up her tits into frame. "So you made this adorable spider? It's so cute! Couldn't resist getting something for Della, huh? I get that, hehe. How long you two known each other and been workin together?"
 
"It's based on... Hang on, lemme show one off..." Stryker says, and her face disappeared from view for a few moments. When she came back, she had a many-legged little robot in her hand. "These bad boys! They're my own custom design, as I'm sure you can guess. Come in all sizes too."

Della, while still with a red face, did smile. She was happy to see Katrina and Stryker get along so well, even if it was awkward for her. "We first started working together through AEGIS. Long time ago. You needed me to help recover some of your tech, right?"

Stryker nodded, the spiderbot crawling into her hair. "Exact-a-mundo! My lab wasn't secure at that time. Not so true these days, of course. Speaking of which, Della-quick test, I've been working on anti-teleportation things. Can you try to open a portal into my lab?"

"Huh? Oh, sure," Della replied, closing her eyes and concentrating a moment. Katrina saw a large portal pop open, with no apparent difficulty, behind Stryker on the camera and just over the bed on her and Della's end. Immediately, Stryker went for the portal. "It's not any harder than normal, so I don't-" Della said, opening her eyes and seeing Styker gone form the camera and now on her bed.

With a cheeky expression, Stryker grinned at the two women. She was just shy of five feet tall, her overalls and shirt splattered with various mechanical fluids, and the spiderbot still in hair.
 
"Oh yeah, they are cute! I see why you thought so, Della," Katrina leaned in to look at the little critter. If she could just whip things up like that and the mask and stuff, she must be very smart. "You're a real sweetie for making somethin like that for her," she added. It made a thought cross into her own mind, if she could whip something up for her to give to Della. Or maybe another way of putting something together. If Della liked plushies and things like that, Katrina had an idea for something she should really enjoy. Or at least would remind Della of her.

She kept listening and watched curiously for the portal, interested to see if something could actually block Della's powers. It would have to be real powerful, which made her wonder if something could interfere with her own powers, what would happen? Would she lose everything in her pockets? The introspection was cut short as Stryker ran through the portal and appeared next to them all of a sudden, the whole thing about the portal blockers a trick to get Della to open one up for her. A grin spread on Katrina's face and she fell back onto the bed in laughter.

"That was real good! You even got me. Hi! S'nice to meet you in person, and especially nice to meet another shortie. Dang, you're especially cute in person, ain't she, Della?" she said, grinning at the taller hero as she leaned up onto her knees and offered a hug to Stryker. "You seem real cool, glad you're here! Guessin it's okay I'm just in one of her shirts and nothin else?"
 
Stryker accepted the hug as Della just stared. "I do care about that, actually. But I care because it's hot," the scientist said with a wink. "So, gimme all the details!"

"You could've asked to come visit," Della protested.

"Yeah, but you probably would've made your girlfriend put on pants. Come on, details!" Stryker retorted.

With a sigh, Della accepted that this was her life now. And if she was being honest with herself, she really didn't mind. "Katrina was, you might know, working with the Manchetti family. They wanted her to kidnap a kid, which she wouldn't do. She played along for a bit, then started getting in the way and protecting the child. I got involved a bit after, when-"

Stryker waved Della off. "Not those details-I know how your heroing works, Della. You've got a knack for sticking your nose into the just the right places. Details like, when did you buy a strap-on?"

"Oh! Um... It's, uh..." Della stammered. "It's..."
 
Katrina laughed, pulling away from the hug. Stryker was fun! Plus she was kinda pervy too, and that really worked for her. She sat back and leaned against Della. "Thank you! Seeee Stryker gets me, who needs pants?" she said, nodding and gesturing to her long shirt, which was only barely not flashing the two of them, and did show off plenty of her legs. "Mhm, plus I can't even do that, my pockets ain't able to keep something alive in them, but the doofus wouldn't list-" she started to tell it with Della when Stryker interrupted, wanting different details, more along the lines of what she'd witnessed on the accidental call.

She glanced at Della, looking pensive. From how she'd acted about it earlier, Della seemed to be self conscious about her cock. Katrina wondered if she'd had some bad experience in the past, that might also explain the lack of dating even with her being very interested in it and sex. Stryker seemed really kind though, and fun, and open about things. Katrina was hoping if she played her cards right she could get something started, heck they were already all in bed together. She smiled and put a hand on top of Della's. "S'up to you, but I think she'll be cool about it if you wanna tell her," she said, quietly. More than cool, even, the thief continued in her mind. Katrina would happily talk about sex or any of her own stuff, but a detail like this, it was Della's secret to spill.
 
Stryker cocked her head a little. "Della... You know you can trust me. I'm your friend."

"It's... Natural. I was born with a penis," Della managed to squeak out, looking the other way.

"Really? That's pretty fucking cool," Stryker replied. "It cums and everything?"

Della peaked at Stryker. "Yes? You don't... It's okay?"

The scientist nodded. "Yeah, of course. Della, you could tell me you were hiding three tentacles underneath your hair and I wouldn't give a shit. You're an amazing person-you're a fucking hero! Whatever junk you're rocking, that doesn't change who you are."

She hugged her friend. "Thank you. That... That means a lot to me."

Stryker leaned back into the hug, the spiderbot also hugging Della's shoulder. She then laughed a bit. "Man, you get hard easy. Little guy's real happy to see me, I guess."

"Ack!" Della let out, and let go, trying to avoid her cock poking into Stryker's chest, but the other woman did not let go.
 
Katrina smiled, clasping her hands together in joy at the super cute moment. "Awww, see? People that are good like you cause you're you and stuff like that ain't changing it. In fact it's a plus," she said, giggling. Her eyes got wide and she smirked conspiratorially as Stryker commented on how easy it seemed to be to get Della excited. The taller woman was nervous as usual, but Stryker was holding the hug still, staying close. Oh, she'd called this early. Time to seal the deal.

Katrina scooted closer, kneeling up on her knees next to them. She placed her hands on their shoulders, one on each of them. She leaned in close to Della, whispering her words just loud enough for both of them to haer her. "She sure does, huh? It's really easy to get her going, flash some skin and hug her and she's gets hard. It's really pretty too...you wanna show her, Dell?" Kat kissed her cheek, then moved closer to Stryker, words still whispered and sultry. "She's such a good hero, we could give her a reward together, huh? I'm dying to see what's under those overalls, and I bet Della is too..."
 
"You sure you aren't a mind reader?" Stryker said with a stuck-out tongue in response to Katrina.

Della looked from Stryker to Katrina, back and forth. "Um... If you really want to see, I can-"

"Absolutely!" she cut off Della. "Whip it out, hun!"

With her hands shaking, she lowered her panties again. Her cock sprung out, hard and throbbing. Stryker's eyes were glued to it. "Ooh... It's big. Does it taste good?" she asked, and without waiting for anyone to answer, bent down a bit and gave it a lick. "Does it normally taste like pussy? Or is that just because of what just went down?" Della was only able to moan in response.
 
"Nah, this is just what I'm good at, sides stealin stuff," Katrina said, giggling. She rubbed Della's shoulder, she could feel she was nervous, and wanted to comfort her, let her know this was good and fun, and she had nothing to worry about. She just had to let two hot short stacks tend to her needy cock. Katrina pulled off the shirt she was wearing again, revealing her perky tits to the heroes. She knelt down and licked her lips, grinning and looking at Stryker. "It does taste really good, but that taste right now is from me, so, you know, I taste pretty dang good too. Shall we?" she looked up at Della and winked before licking up the length of Della's cock, so pleased with herself for getting a threesome going. She gave the cock a few more licks, then pulled away to get closer to Stryker. "Shall we get those overalls off?"
 
Stryker nodded, and shrugged the straps of her overalls off. Underneath was the shirt and a pair of wet panties, both of which joined the rest of the clothes as she got naked. Her tits weren't quite as large as Katrina's, but just as perky.

Della just stared. "Oh my god," she let out softly.

"Mm... Cock sandwich on titty bread?" Stryker asked Katrina, rubbing her hard nipples against Della's cock. "Give us a chance to make out a little too."
 
Katrina fully and shamelessly ogled Stryker as she undressed, letting out a satisfied "Mmm" as she pulled off her shirt and revealed her pretty and perky tits. She glanced at Della when she spoke, and giggled. "Love seeing you so surprised and excited, you're going to feel amazing," she said, shifting to help pull away Della's dress so they could all be naked. Stryker deserved to see Della's stunning body too.

The thief giggled and nodded at Stryker's words. "Now who's the mind reader?" she said, moving back to kneel in front of Della with her. Her hand hand came up, touching Stryker's face gently, carressing through her hair. She felt truly lucky, to be here with the two of them, absolutely gorgeous girls. Katrina pulled Stryker in for a kiss, letting Della watch them enjoy each other's tongues, then get a chance to enjoy them herself, pulling their kiss over to make out around Della's cock. Katrina's tongue wrapped around Della's head as she kissed Stryker, like they were sharing a lollipop.
 
"You taste good too," Stryker said of Katrina when the kiss broke for a moment. "How are you feeling, Della?" she asked, before lavishing attention on the cock in front of her and rubbing her chest against Katrina's.

"So... So good," was Della's response.

The scientist put a hand around the shaft, stroking it in time with the tongues' motion, while her other hand explored Katrina's body, stroking her back and kneading her butt. The little spiderbot, for now still on Stryker's head, then crawled onto Della's chest. "What's-oh!" the hero let out as the little robot started to play with her nipple. "Holy... Oh my god, oh fuck," she moaned out louder.
 
Katrina returned the motion, pressing forward to truly sandwich Della's cock between the sets of tits, nipples playing against each other, soft breasts rubbing against her hard cock. It looked so hot to her, watching that thick cock thrusting between them. She moaned into the kiss with Stryker, letting her saliva drip onto her cock for Stryker's hand stroking. Della seemed to be in heaven, barely able to speak, so this were going basically as planned.

Her eyes caught the little robot moving and changing to play with Della's nipples, making her pull back from the kiss a moment and smirk at Stryker. "Dang, you're a little perv too, huh? Came here ready to play, little robots ready to tease her nipples, I love it," she kissed her once more with fervor and used her hands to press her breasts together, tightening their soft grip on Della's cock. She wanted to be covered in her cum, to see her go off and share the spray with Stryker. Her hips bucked lightly, too busy to touch herself but incredibly turned on, the whole situation was so intensely hot to her, she couldn't help herself. "Ready to see her cum? Give it to us, Della, let us taste you again, doesn't it feel good to have our perky tits caressing you, surrounded by them cause we're so needy for your cum? Please, Delll"
 
The spiderbot's green lights blinked once in acknowledgement of Katrina's statement. "Ha... Fuck... Fuck fuck fuck," Della moaned out, already brought to the edge of cumming. When Katrina told her to, that was the last little push it took, and she suddenly shot out long streams of jizz. The first jet flew clear past the two ladies servicing her, but with Stryker aiming Della's cock more towards them, the next few coated the women's tits and faces.

Della staggered a little, almost knocking the little bot off, and reached the bed to sit down. Stryker giggled. "Maybe we overdid it... Della, how you feeling?" she asked before licking a little cum off Katrina's tit.

"I'm... Knees weak. Head fuzzy. Cock amazing," Della reported, falling back onto the bed. "I... I have never cum so many times so fast before."

Stryker looked at Katrina. "Think that's a challenge for us?" she asked with a wink.
 
Katrina moaned and closed her eyes, letting the streams of cum rain on her. "Mmmm, yessss, so good, Della!" she said, grinning as her cock settled and opened her eyes to see the glorious sight of her own tits and Stryker's painted with Della's jizz. She put her arms around Stryker as she moved in to start lapping at her breasts, tasting Della on her. "Yeah, haven't had two hotties tending to you before, huh?" she giggled and nodded to Stryker.

"Oh, absolutely. We can give her a moment though, let her collect herself and watch, get herself hard again, then you can really feel her," she said, leaning in to make out with Stryker. She lapped up the cum that was on her face and fed it to her with her tongue, while a hand slipped down to rub at her small, perky tits for a few moments, then slipped further down between her legs to touch her pussy with a gentle finger. "Bet you want that, huh? I know I wanna watch and ride Della's face while you're getting filled up"
 
"Mm... Fuck, you're both such hotties," Stryker said as her pussy was fingered. She returned the favor, kissing back with a fierce passion and tended to Katrina's clit.

Della propped herself up a little, agog at the sight in front of her. It was practically possible to see steam boiling out of her ears as her mind heated into overdrive. "Don't pinch me. I don't want to wake up," she muttered.

The scientist continued to make out with Katrina, her lower hand sliding three fingers inside, while her other hand massaged Della's hot cum into the jiggly tits on display. "Spiderbot, pinch Della," she ordered. "Let her know this is all real."

"Eep!" Della moaned out as the mechanical assistant on her tit delivered a sharp pinch.
 
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