The Watchtower. Home of the Justice League, Earth's greatest protectors. But for Black Canary and Green Arrow, it was the perfect place for some sparring sessions.
Dinah was a blonde bombshell in leather and fishnets. Her long legs wrapped around Ollie's waist as she pinned him to the ground, her hair cascading over her shoulders in golden waves. Ollie was blonde and bearded, and he couldn't help but admire how hot she looked.
"Looks like I've got you pinned, Oliver," she purred, her voice dripping with sex appeal.
"Looks like it," Ollie replied, his eyes locked on hers. "But I'm not complaining."
Dinah chuckled, her breasts heaving with the effort of holding Ollie down. "I bet you're not."
She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "But I think it's time for you to lose some clothes, don't you?"
Ollie's heart skipped a beat as Dinah's hands began to work at the ties of his gym kit. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he wasn't about to stop her.
In a matter of seconds, Dinah had Ollie completely naked, his dick standing at attention. She grinned, her eyes shining with excitement.
"I knew you'd be a big boy, Oliver," she said, her hand wrapping around his shaft.
Ollie groaned as Dinah began to stroke him, her grip firm and confident. He couldn't believe how good it felt, and he couldn't believe that Dinah was the one doing it.
"You like that, Oliver?" Dinah asked, her voice husky with desire.
"Fuck yes," Ollie replied, his hips bucking up into her hand.
Dinah chuckled, her other hand coming up to cup his balls. "I knew you would."
She continued to stroke him, her hand moving faster and faster. Ollie could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening with pleasure.
"I'm gonna cum," he gasped, his hips thrusting up into Dinah's hand.
"Not yet," Dinah said, her voice firm.
She released him, her hand moving away from his dick. Ollie groaned in frustration, but before he could say anything, Dinah was straddling him, her pussy hovering just above his dick.
"Now, where were we?" she asked, her voice dripping with sex appeal.
Ollie didn't have time to respond before Dinah was lowering herself onto him, her pussy swallowing his dick whole.
He groaned, his hands coming up to grip her hips as she began to ride him. She was so tight, so wet, and so fucking hot. He couldn't believe this was happening, and he couldn't believe how good it felt.
Dinah leaned forward, her hands braced on either side of Ollie's head. She began to ride him harder, her hips moving faster and faster. Her long blonde hair whipped down in front of his face.
Ollie could feel his climax building again, his balls tightening. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer, and he didn't care.
"Fuck, Dinah," he gasped, his hands gripping her hips tighter.
Dinah chuckled, her eyes shining with desire. "That's right, Oliver. Fuck me."
Ollie did as he was told, his hips thrusting up into hers as she rode him. M
"I'm definitely going to cum this time," he gasped, his hips bucking up into hers.
Dinah didn't say anything, she just leaned down and bit his bottom lip, her teeth sinking into his flesh.
Ollie groaned, his orgasm exploding through him. He could feel himself pulsing inside of Dinah, his cum filling her up.
Dinah moaned, her pussy clenching around him as she came, her orgasm triggered by Ollie's.
They lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty, their bodies still connected.
"Fuck, Dinah," Ollie said, his voice hoarse.
Dinah chuckled, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "I knew you'd like that."
She pulled away from him. Ollie groaned, his body already missing her warmth.
Dinah stood up, her legs shaky. She looked down at Ollie, a smirk on her face.
"I'll let you clean up," she said, before turning and walking away, leaving Ollie lying there, exhausted and satisfied.
He couldn't believe what had just happened, but he couldn't deny that it had been fucking amazing.
He lay there for a moment, his body still humming with pleasure. He knew he should get up and clean himself up, but he couldn't bring himself to move.
He closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face. He couldn't wait to do it again.
