For all you Scarlet Canary fans out there, enjoy!
Note: We already established Barry is played by Grant Gustin, right? Right.
Rooftop Fantasy (Sara Lance/White Canary/ Caity Lotz)
Barry Allen lays miserably in the comfort of his own bed. Today was a rough day as it seems Central City has its hands full with a meta-human (later to be revealed to be a mutant) that goes by the name Silver Samurai. Barry barely knows anything bout the new villain of Central City other than the fact, he's like Samuroid and can give Barry a buck for his money; A sharp edged katana, and a whole samurai hat called a Kabuto. The first fight was atrocious and very embarrassing. There was no doubt The Smaurai was very skilled in Karate: Jujitsu is the main course Silver Smaurai used on Barry to make him swallow his own kidney.
Just as he was about to doze off for probably an hour into a beauty sleep, a loud clanging noise came from outside of his room, which startled the Scarlet Speedster to immediately get up from his bed in a haste.
Discomfiture filled Barry's veins and growing more and more curious, he slowly makes his way to where the sound came from. He finds himself looking out of his bedroom window where there is a fire escape right in front of him.
He peers out and very faintly he can see a figure in black—or probably was in colorful costumes, but given the scenery, he couldn't tell since it was dark tonight in Central City, and the lights that usually shine from the next apartment complex adjacent to Barry's were off for the night—jump from the fire escape onto the roof, a thud sound following when landing.
Goosebumps forming on his arm, Barry surges up lightning into his veins. He narrows his eyes and tightened his jaw before he dives out his window and at the same time, uses his new ability: Speedforce Constructs to throw a miniature hover pad made of the speed force and ricochets off of it and uses his momentum to place his feet on the brick wall to run up at super-speed.
From across the street, a kid—in a white flash T-Shirt—walking with his mother watches from afar: a yellow streak run up the side of a building.
A bright smile plastered, he tugs on his mom's dress. "Mama! Mama! Look!"
The little boy's mother turns in his direction and sees what he's seeing and puts on a proud smile. "Oh honey, it's The Flash. Who knows, maybe right now he's about to save someone."
As Barry soles run up the edifice, he holds out his flash ring and lets his Mach 8 Flash suit (season 8 suit) materialize all around his body. First, lightning slowly forms on his chest and spreads to his arms before circling his spine to his head and down to his bottom half, the pieces of fabric of his suit fitting together like a puzzle piece.
Lastly, the lightning moves to his feet and ankles before it vanishes after forging on his shiny gold boots which glow heavenly in the moonlight.
He finally skids to a stop on the rooftop, and he's got to say, he's never seen a view like this before. Where he was, he has a good view of Mercury Labs and Star Labs far off into the horizon, however, there was also someone staring off into the distance: a woman clad in a white leather battle suit with long champagne-blonde hair stands by the ledge, arms folded across her chest.
Barry slowly walks up to her, taking a few deep breaths as a few lights on the roof highlight the figure in a amber glow, giving Barry a better view of her appearance. The cold wind blows on her luscious blonde hair, letting it sway a bit to the right before resting on her upper shoulder. As he walks, he can't help but admire the back view from there.
Barry keeps his distance and speaks up but vibrates his vocal cords just incase this vigilante happens to know who Barry really is. Better safe than sorry.
"You know, if you wanted to go sight seeing you could have just climbed up the Scranton building. Has a better view and—even better, you don't have to worry about anyone sneaking up on you," Barry announced with glee and puts his hands on his hips.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I rather have someone sneak up on me. Especially a certain speedster..." The woman responds back, her eyes still darting out into the view of Central City.
"Sara?" Barry finally asks, his eyes narrow and his hands dramatically falls to his sides.
And in response, the blonde haired white figure slowly turns around and faces Barry with a smirk. A warm smile plays on The Scarlet Speedster, ecstatic to see her.
"Hey, Barry. How's Central City treating you? Still breaking hearts I see?" Sara mischievously grins, directly pointing at his ring finger, free of a ring, and Barry rolls his eyes.
"Gurl are you fr? You know what, it doesn't matter. I'm more interested on what in the multiverse you of all people are doing here in my city at my own apartment?" Barry questioned, tilting his head in confusion.
"Got a call from Cisco," Sara began. "Turns out you have your hands full with this mutant? I'm here to help you. Well, more preferably: I'm here to train you." Sara specificed, her tone shows a sign of pure seduction at the end when she fiddles with the zipper of her suit.
Gratitude rises in his throat, putting his hands up in appreciation. "Sara—Look, I appreciate you wanting to help me take down this guy, but I'm fine all on my own, sorry you came all this way for nothing," Barry pivots on his boots. "Besides, no offense, but I'm not trying to have arrows in my back again."
"That's not the kind of training I'm talking about." Her voice rising to get his attention from behind.
Suspiciousness gets the better of him and turns. He's frozen in shock and immediately he's more flustered than woman. Sara slowly strips her shirt off in order to tremble his cock.
He couldn't stop staring at Sara's muscular toned body. Her almond perky tits—could be 30 C cups, but then again he's not so sure, he isn't Ralph Dibney. Vulnerable hips that sway ever so sexy when she struts, stupendous abs from all the dedication of hard training on Lian Yu for the League of Assassins, and bold shoulders that glisten in the moonlight.
"Sara..." Barry swallows that lump in his throat, his eyes staring dreamily towards Sara's ripe enchanting breasts, speechless.
"Caitlin tells me you've been stressing out with your new big bad," she tells him, swaying her hips as she walks towards him, putting heel in front of heel. "This whole thing isn't just about Silver is it? No, I bet it also has something to do with Iris. It's really eating you up, huh? Your one and only has broken your heart, who knows, she could be out right now getting dicked down as we speak." she saucily says, Barry looks away, trying to cover the tears that are threatening to fall out.
"Doesn't mean you should keep pining over her. Compared to me, Iris is merely a stupid reporter," Sara trails off to whisper, "and a lousy fuck. You need something more...dangerous."
"Can't say I disagree but what about Silver Samurai? And my training?" Barry asks and Sara has reached her destination which was inches away from his face, her finger traces over his lightning bolt emblem between his pecks.
Tracing over his signature, feeling the gold-like metal cool under her fingertips, she mutters, "Training when your angry is as stupid as Mick's book. Barry, you need to take it slow, clear your head, put your main focus on something else." she mutters huskily, her lips brushes over Barry's.
She zigzags her finger down the lightning bolt in a slow pace, Barry's pulse races like a freight train as Sara reached in and gripped under the eye holes of Barry's cowl and pulls it back over his head to reveal Barry's handsome face and messy hair. Her vicious green eyes meet Barry's perplexed hazels.
"I make you freeze don't I?" Barry's breath gets caught up. "Your heart... it's beating faster than I can say...'The White Canary wants to fuck The Scarlet Speedster all night long."
Before he could get a word out, Sara threw herself on him and attaches her lips to his. Barry grabs onto her hips and kisses back, same ferocious motions, blushing super hard and his erection grows more until it pokes Sara's stomach. This response intenses the kiss and Sara's libido where she aggressively grabs Barry's soft pillow lips with her's and starts to lick all around his mouth, closing his eyes and eliciting a small groan from the Scarlet Speedster as her strong arms wrap around his neck.
Sara grins in satisfaction after hearing a groan come from his mouth and that's when she makes her next move; as she was passionately making out with him on the roof, she groped him and rubs Barry through his pants. His woodpecker grew longer underneath his boxers and his groans became more audible when Sara amped up her speed against Barry and forms an evil smirk when the friction underneath her palm warms up, teasing the hell out of him.
"You were able to handle Iris." Sara breathed, grinning. "A strong man like you deserves a woman more incorrigible don't you think?"
Barry contemplates in his head of how Sara is very determined to have her way with him and honestly he might just let her for a minute before forcing her down on all fours, after all it's not like he won't get some as well. Sara sneakily slides the moist, velvet, strong muscle in the body between a small space between his lips straight into his strong jaw, wandering his mouth with her tongue with excessive prowlness.
Sara titters lightly against his lips, then she presses her delicate fingers onto Barry's emblem and pushes him until he finds himself pinned up to a brick wall, their body presses against each other and Sara shivers slightly to the sensation of cold metal dipping into her warm breasts.
There, Sara hooks a leg around Barry's waist as she completely devours The Scarlet Speedster's mouth, making it submit to her's; sucking on Barry's tongue, licking every square inch of his mouth until he groans again, and biting his lower lip, letting go and bringing him back into her mouth. Her fingers searched ecstatically for the zipper under the emblem and once she found it, Barry couldn't stop her from stripping him off of his torso piece and throwing it behind her, not knowing where it lands.
Sara's hands fumbles around till she feels his lightning bolt shaped belt and unclips it from behind him. She sinks down on her knees. Sara pulls down his pants and slid them down to his ankles, his throbbing secret 9 inch lightning rod pushes out.
Wanton fires up in Sara's eyes, the warmth coming from her body develops more inside. Her mouth opens up to say, "That definitely is a worthy cock if I say so myself, mmm...it's so big...so tasty."
Sara hums in pleasure and wraps her hands around the base of his cock. The assassin heatedly bites down on her lip at his extended rod and moves in closer. She opened up her mouth. Sara sticks her tongue out and licks the slit of his tip, testing the waters. The bird themed heroine licks her lips dangerously and hums in her mouth when she glances up to see Barry's face scrunch up and shiver, amusing one of the Lance's sisters to keep on thriving.
Sara leans back in and peppered his tip all over with long sweet kisses, fueling up that boiling lust of ecstasy inside before resorting to use her tongue to lick him from base to tip. Barry was getting rather fed up with her teasing and hastily grabs the back of Sara's hair to guide his cock into her moist mouth.
Sara engulfed Barry's erratically throbbing pole inside her mouth and he sighs as Sara gently bobs her head up and down, grabbing onto both his thighs to push herself forward, the tight suction of her mouth was enough to make him blow right then and there. Her fraudulent fired up ocean eyes pierces Barry's eyes like a python, stalking it's prey as she increased her suction and sucks him off harder; her cheeks hollow in and out, her bouncy tits jiggle frequently and her long straight hair sways every time she functioned her jaw back and forth on Barry's cock so effortlessly intense slurping noises followed by gargles in the back of Sara's throat fill the atmosphere, giving Barry a blowjob of a lifetime. He was glad he decided to investigate cause now he's getting that stress reliever he always wanted, just no one knew it was gonna be a Sara Lance fantasy—let alone on a rooftop...Rooftop Fantasy seems more appropriate.
Sara was known to never let her enemies get away, via being the Black Canary later the White Canary, she always gets the job done, she wanted this, she really wanted this and tonight...Sara's not taking a single blink until her job is finished.
Sara blinks as she rubbed against his balls.
Then, bobs apple one of his balls into her mouth, sucking tenderly on them, and switching to the other clean one and sucking on those too all the while she strokes his cock, getting a animalistic growl reaction from Barry as he grabs on tightly on the side of the brick wall for balance, which also lets her know he is on the verge of releasing all that savored up fluids built up inside him if she keeps it up.
Sara lets go of his pendulum to switch back to sucking his dick, spitting on the tip and lathering it over with her saliva before putting it back to reach her uvula. She sucks vigorously till her rosy red lips wrapped around were swollen.
"You have such a nice penis, Barry Allen." Sara purrs, slapping his penis onto her nipples, then shoving him back inside her mouth.
Barry lets out deep breaths as Sara does the unthinkable; pulling herself via his thighs, Sara pushes Barry's cock deeper into her throat, deep throating him till his balls touch her chin, causing his skin to prickle. Her eyes roll to the back of her head like she was being exercised. A bit of saliva from the corner of her mouth slips out and falls to the ground, darkening the spot where it landed as she gagged all over him.
"Keep sucking that dick, baby." Barry rasped, now grabbing the back of her head as she kept on slobbering all over his cock and pumps his way further, taking over control of her motions.
Sara allows him to manually control her head, sucking him faster and harder. Never mind 'want'—she dead on craved this. She can feel the intoxicating consuming her and wonders if Barry was too. The blonde vixen/assassin got her answer when Barry lets out strangled groans as he gasps out, "Don't stop baby, keep going."
Barry's body tenses and soon enough shockwaves and explosion splintered in his groins as the warm fluids of his semen shoots deep into The White Canary's throat. She swallows every drop as Barry holds her head, subjugating her to not waste a single drop.
"Swallow it," Barry grunted. "Swallow it all!"
Sara was careful to not let anything slips, but her mouth was way too full so some of his cum drips out and onto the darkened spot, adding a hint of crystal-white into the mix.
"Mmm...for a man like you, you really have low stamina." Sara teased, wiping off some of Barry's cum off her lips and into her mouth.
"Don't worry, I'm just getting my steps in." He grinned at her.
Sara shakes her head, "Always with the jokes. Let's see how fair you deal with an assassin."
Sara pulls herself up and turns around, her back facing him. She makes a hell of a show when she strips; taking off her suit that was bunched around her waist and pulls down her pants, her bare naked ass bounces out of her pants like a Jack-in a-box. Damn she had a big butt.
Barry's brain short-circuits, still feeling hazy from his orgasm but Sara's sexy muscular body; Instantly, Barry's cock springs up ready for action like an elephant remembering what it needed to do. Sara stepped towards him and mounted him, smirking as she skimmed her fingers down her own flesh—turning Barry on even more then he is—before turning around and shoving her juicy ass right at him, then begins to grind all over him.
The Scarlet Speedster could feel the warmth of Sara's ass cheeks gilding over the base of his cock, stimulating his inner 16 year old self to shove it inside her and rupture her insides till she begs him to pull out.
Sara notices Barry's guffawed eyeballs and can't help but laugh."I know what your thinking about, Mr. Allen. You're such a naughty little boy, you don't think I notice those sexy eyes staring longingly at my juicy ass," Sara gives her own ass a slap as a tease, her ass jiggling, and Barry's trying to resist the urge to give that ass a hard slap for that tease.
Barry smirks, running his hands all over her butt and squeezing; Sara lightly moans, which lets him know she loves him touching her.
Barry readily raises his eyebrows as he says, "So what if I did. What are you gonna do about it?"
Sara smiles, turning her head to look at him. "I could always pack and leave."
He scoffs. "And leave me with blue balls? Now look who's being a naughty."
"Say I was about to leave...how would you convince me to stay..."
"I got some ideas." Barry finishes, grinning.
He sure did have ideas; ideas that could make pornstars wish they had the abilities like Barry Allen, smiling when he brushed Sara's scorching love-hole with his empowering pulsating cock before gently inserting himself inside of her velvet folds with a squishy sound, Sara gasping, getting used to the abnormal size, then smiling as her body reacted to how it should be, welcoming Barry's cock with a grand entrance.
Sara had nothing to hold onto so she instead bends all the way down till her palms touch the concrete, Barry seeing the outline of her spine as her pussy swallows him up and locking him in a tight vice grip around him.
"Your pussy is so fucking tight, Sara," Barry mutters, hands gripping tightly on her waist as he gently rocks back and forth into her molten quim.
Sara quietly moans and bends her legs just a bit to refrain from leg strain cause knowing Barry, he wasn't playing around when it comes to getting the job done. Just ask Godspeed who now has a broken femur and concussion.
The Scarlet Speedster started to buck his hips more efficiently; rapidly in and out, his balls rubbing against the assassins's wet cunt and Sara found herself repeatedly shouting out 'Yes!' with constant moans and shrieks as she was getting fucked in the 'Stand and Deliver' position.
Sara closed her eyes, enjoying the euphoria of it. Barry's fingers swim up her silky and smooth back, all the way to her shoulders, and down from her arm to fingertips. That's when he grabs both of her arms by surprise and pulls her back as he rams into her.
"God! Barry yes! Fuck my pussy...just like that!" Sara yells out, her heart-shaped ass ripples with every powerful thrust Barry conceives by holding her wrists, wet flesh slapping against wet flesh.
"If I had known you wanted me, I would have fucked you ages ago." Barry grunts, feeling he's about to burst, but not without showing some tricks first.
"Oh, come on, Barry, you know I love to play dirty."
That response sends a signal to his cortex lobe to amp up his sex. Greedily grabbing onto her hips, he helps lifting her back up before whiplashing Sara to face him and immediately he lifts her off her feet; Sara wrapping her arms around his neck to keep her from falling.
He slips back inside her wet walls with a catch: using his super speed, Barry bucks his hips wildly and horrifying his lower half resembles to only a blur, Sara constantly moans so high and loud, it was possible for people in the complex to overhear. Barry holds super tight around Sara's muscular body as he plunges deeper and the acceleration of the pleasure, her feet dangling by his waist and at the same time he cups one of her boobs and sucks hard on them, causing Sara to mewl in delight.
Both of them were a complete mess. The Scarlet Speedster's hair was all damp and had a musky smell to it while Sara's luscious champagne-blond locks sticks onto her face and speaking of face; totally red as her breathing was turning shallow.
Barry clenches under her ass cheeks to force more pleasure thrusts in as he drives his way into Sara's pussy with a piston-effect.
"Give me that fucking cock! Pound the daylights out of me!" Sara manages to get out.
"I have to slow down-"
"DON'T YOU DARE! Not when I'm gonna cum!"
"Sara, if I don't slow down your insides will turn to jelly, you'll be like the world's first human floor plan." Barry worriedly says.
"I've wanted this dick for so long and I'm gonna get it!" As much as Barry wanted to pull out, he also wanted this, needed to fuck the White Canary to a pulp, ravage every inch of her guts so whenever she sleeps with other people, she'll know the difference between a regular human and a speedster.
She insists to fuck her and that's what he's doing. Soon, Sara's head falls back as she feels her walls quiver and rocketed through time and space when the assassins's orgasm finally reaches a peak, her mouth opening to unleash the loudest moan in the multiverse, echoing the night.
"Gah! Sara I can't hold it anymore, I'm gonna cum!" Barry's teeth grits, ready to unleash everything he's made for.
"Not yet you're not!" Sara demanded and Barry watches in shock as Sara escapes his grip by doing a backflip, landing on her feet and the same time pulling Barry along with her to the ground, almost to the ledge. Sara pulls back on Barry's cock and squeezes his tip to keep all that hot warm fluids lock in key, Barry groans as he shuddered, his orgasm suspended from happening which should definitely count as a disrespectful act. The White Canary trails her fingers down the veins of his lightning rod with an evil grin, his body jolts to how sensitive the tip of his cock is.
"I hear you have a new ability, Flash. Speedforce constructs; I talked to Gideon and she says it's the ability to manifest anything you want," where she was going with this is all Barry wonders.
"Here's a secret you probably don't know about me: I've always wondered what it would be like to be railed from behind above the city." Sara smirks as she jerks him off.
Barry got the hint and concentrating super hard, his eyes flare up in cosmic speed force energy, and moving his hands; lightning crackles around his fingers to wrists before shooting out a blinding stream of it in the air from his palm; Sara watches as the oriental element expands with sparks and circles under the vast night, shifting it's atoms and forming a transparent speed force-shaped mattress.
Sara quirks her mouth. "A mattress I see."
"Were you expecting a King?" Barry asks. "Kinda hard to concentrate on doing that when your beating my dick off."
White light blurs Sara's vision but comes back and notices she is on the mattress, straddling Barry, the sparks tickling her kneecaps and make her giggle. The mattress being seeing through, Sara looks down and sees the dot-like cars and people walking down the streets looking like little ants.
"Now this is a fantasy." Sara says, leaning down and giving Barry a kiss, Barry grinning.
"We're not done yet," he says, feeling the flesh of her cheeks when giving her another slap on the ass, Sara yelping in shock then amusement.
"No we're not," Sara agreed. "We're just getting started, now that I know you have infinite stamina—thanks to Kara, I want you to fuck me till I'm cross-eyed and feel you squirm underneath me when my ass bounces so good on your hard cock."
Sara begins to ground her slick pussy on his penis. Once the tip is full in, Barry finally lets out a breath and he groans. His hands wrap around her glamorous ass cheeks and squeezes tenderly when his cock fully enters inside her. Sara huffs which turned into a open-mouthed moan/sultry smile and her hands on his chest as she slowly bounces up and down.
The golden light coming from the speed-force mattress shined on Sara's ample abs and then she grabs his throat and squeezes; she bounces fiercely on Barry, her ass twerks on his cock which made it hard for Barry to keep ahold on her so insists on gripping her hips instead. Barry's adrenaline starts to pump aggressively, he could hear his own heart beating louder than the sound of hard skin slapping skin.
"Ride it like a pony, Sara. Don't fucking stop." Barry huffed, doing his absolute best to hold in all his precious come.
Sara didn't want nor intends to stop. This was already too good to give up on, loving the sensation her body reacts when his cock slips in and out was brining all sorts of inner horny demons to come out only to get fucked like a whore. She wanted it all and will stop at nothing to accomplish milking Barry dry out.
Sara eases back and grinds all over his cock before jumping up and then down. Barry grunts as his face changed from sandstone-pale to red, he was close to passing out. Sara was loosing her mind and it only got worse when Barry vibrates his cock whilst inside, her tits jiggles out of control when her pussy slammed down on his cock and she made her whine out his name as her body shakes crazy. Her mind was in haze and fails to keep count of the many times she moans Barry's name.
Her breath turns shallow and her legs tremble at the same time a Central City taxi honks from below, her scream is horrifying genuine as another orgasm crackles which causes her to collapse on Barry and releasing her strong grip around his throat.
Barry gasped loudly, his color returning back to normal. Sara kisses his ear before pulling herself off him, smirking as she bites on her lower lip.
"I'm tired of all that, now it's your turn to jackhammer me." Sara mutters. Barry lets out a breathless laugh and nods. The Flash positions himself above while Sara lays down on the speed-force pillow that glistens a portion of the back of her hair. She closes her eyes and smiles, awaiting for The Impossible's meaty cock.
Barry on his knees lined up his tip to her entrance and pushes in. The Flash grips her lower thighs to drive deeper into her tight pussy which was a bit sensitive from her orgasm. A loud high pitched moan follows the second he's inside of her.
Sara Lance's eyes glaze to the back of her head and that was the sexiest look he's ever seen on her and wants more of that which leads him to slowly rock his hips back and forth. She clamps down onto The Flash and releases him, which let Barry softly groan.
"How is it that it only took you batting your eye lashes at me to get us here?" Barry asked her, Sara biting down gently on her finger.
"What can I say, I'm very persuasive. My wet pussy is begging for you, don't disappoint me even tho I know you won't." Sara mischievously cooed.
Barry's face switches into full concentration, where he starts to wholly whopping her away from the pillow surging with cosmic energy. Sara's tight pussy wrapping around the Scarlet Speedster's lightning rod was really starting to tempt him. He lifts one leg and puts it over his shoulder to give him more leverage to drill the White Canary till she grows unconscious.
"You're gonna make me cum! Keep pounding me…you're gonna make me cum-ahhh!" Sara cries out. From upside down she sees one of the window of a building's lights flick on.
He switches to super speed and hangs onto her knees and keeps thrusting from above her, stretching her pussy so ever lastly good.
"Mmm…you love it when my pussy stretches out on your cock? I know you do, admit it. You're glad I came." Sara says and Barry laughs.
"The irony in that," Barry chortles. "Thank you for the stress reliever, I needed this."
Sara's constant moans and pants as the sound of vibrational wet flush gushing against wet flesh fills the air was good enough for Barry to know she was saying 'your welcome.' He grinds against her and makes her cry out a shriek. He leans down and gives her several kisses on the lips, several wet sucks on her tits, and she's about ready to break down into the third orgasm.
Barry cups her chest and squeezes. Sara was very pleased but not pleased enough so she grabs his hips to push him deeper into her. Sweat rained down both The Flash and White Canary, the light from the speed-force mattress shined all over their chest where droplets of sweat streams down Sara's caramel abs, seat running down her legs, her hair being more damped than before—same goes to Barry.
Sara runs her hands all over his chest, caressing his abs. Barry's blood lusted series of rapid thrusts melts Sara to commit to the powerful effects of his cock slipping in and out her making it so close for Barry to reach the finish line. Sara sees Barry's face scrunch up, trying to hold back, which makes her grin.
"You ready to cum, Flashy? Your face tells me so. You've been such a good boy listening to me. And for that I'm gonna reward you with something: I'm gonna let you cum in me. Sara says and Barry's eyes widen.
"Wha-are you sure?" He asks.
"Oh I'm sure," Sara assured him. "Go on, sweetie. Cum all inside my pussy!" Sara begged.
Who was Barry if not to grant her wishes. She's already helped so much tonight with getting Iris out of his head and in return she gets the full Scarlet Speedster treatment. Barry kept on slamming harder and vibratonal-faster straight through her folds. Her walls greedily and hungrily grab onto his cock for the final run and grabs onto Barry's wrists just in case she was right about Barry's propelling speed allowing you to fly across the world. Soon Barry closes his eyes and lets out a strangled groan as he came hard, one more thrust, pushing himself further if possible. A stream of his cum pours into the assassin's cunt, splattering her velvet walls into cloud-white, it was gonna be hell of a cream-pie. He pulls out and his cock is covered in Sara's juices, not to mention a river of his cum flows out and about from Sara's love-hole.
"That…was tiring—even for me." Barry says.
Sara hastily picks herself onto her knees, grabs Barry's cock and sucks her entire work clean off of him, enjoying the dirty sex they just had coming straight off of him. Litterally.
"Jesus! Your such a naughty assassin, can't get enough?" Barry asks, softly messaging her hair.
Sara pops him out of her mouth and giggle like a school girl. "Next time you decide to go fuck Kara again, how bout you give me a call before hand. I'll make it both of you guys your while."
'This little slut' Barry contemplates in his head. "After what we just did, I'm more curious on how Kara is gonna act."
Sara chuckles, then asks, "Hey, Barry, um, this speed-force construct isn't gonna leak through, like your cum drooling out isn't gonna fall out right?"
Barry scratches his head, unsure himself. "Um…nah…"
From below, a middle aged chubby man in a Batman shirt and black leather jacket walks out of the convenient store holding a cup of coffee, with his phone up to his ear.
"All I'm saying is the Flash is probably one of the most saddest and lamest superhero of all time. Batman's better. Trust me, If I was to ever meet the Flash I would tell him to suck my dick and swallow my cum. Even Damian Wayne gets more bitches than him and he's 15." He says through his phone, taking a sip from his cup.
Suddenly something drops into his coffee with a plop! As he drunk it, weirdly it tasted salty and he spits it out!
"Agghhhh!! What the fu-" he was about to finish when something else wet and slippery falls onto his shoulder and hair.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" He bellows into the night and Barry and Sara hear from above and snicker.
Haha not gonna lie, I actually chuckled at the end. Anyway, as you know Mardi Gras break is coming so I'm gonna be in hiatus until then, but you know I couldn't leave you guys hanging with out a good old fashionable smut so there you go! I actually had this in my draft but with Laurel Lance instead. That was until someone asked for Sara Lance and so I deliver.
Don't worry I'm getting to your recommendations, right now I have: Zatanna, Wonder Woman and Mera, Bett Sans Souci—that might be a hard scenario to come up with, oh and Natasha in the works.
Anyway, go enjoy your Mari's Gras and I'm gonna go enjoy mine.
Till next time.