Some Random Smut Collection(R18+)

The ashen mercenary had been raising hell as if someone killed a space dolphin. Nonetheless, our Amazonian savioress knew his criminalities had to be stopped. Having caught his attention with her projective tiara, Lobo turned to face her on the opposite end of the city streets. Pedestrians watched with awe, with newfound security knowing Wonder Woman was present. Though she knew not what possible contract the dreadlocked foe could have been hired for—if he wasn't just indulging his mindless lust for violence, that is—she was prepared to fight.

After the usual exchange of blows, the Amazonian wondered whether or not if he knew he was already as good as beaten. Having fought so many times in the past, it became routine, where she could nearly predict his every move. Even so, she knew his arrogance wasn't going to let her off easy without a struggle. The white fleshed, biker clad menace, whose red eyes blazed with fury, was armed with a long blade, of which was certainly dangerous, despite the fact Wonder Woman had successfully deflected his slashes with her indestructible wristbands thus far. The sly bastard got one punch in, however, when he threw his fist and weapon at her simultaneously, though this resulted in him being disarmed.

Our savioress went to return his strike with a kick, only to have him dodge out the way. Spinning, she felt something large, albeit flaccid, brush up against her buttocks as he maneuvered around her. Suddenly flustered, she lost her balance, falling to her butt, blushing. There was a stirring in the crowd that gathered, which made her especially humiliated, all eyes having seen her mistake from afar. In that moment, she wondered when the last time she had masturbated was, since what just happened, combined with her scanty attire, was involuntarily titillating her. All her mind could contemplate was how well-endowed Lobo must be if that was his length when he wasn't aroused.

As Wonder Woman hurried to her feet, she went to lash out with her lasso of truth— that she may obtain some answers on what was going on—only to find it absent. When she looked down, reassuring herself of its disappearance, she then saw her muscular enemy with a familiar object grasped firmly in his hand, which he waved about mockingly. Before she could hold up her wristbands in defense, there was a crack in the air, and then a coil around her suddenly stinging waist. Ashamed that she had been bested by her own weapon, she now felt so compliant. Taking advantage of her, the wanton bounty hunter, though only in jest, demanded she confess to him the truth.

Not even he, with all his indulgences, could have anticipated the heroine's response. Unable to resist, she spoke aloud the fantasy that'd crept in her mind upon having felt his bulge. Specifically, about how it impressed her, had made a wetness fill her panties, making a curiosity arise regarding what it might be like to be fucked by him, and about the brief daydream of his massive dick tearing her open. The whip keeping her submissive, he approached her, grinning maliciously. Though her arms were free, and although she probably could have escaped if she really wanted to, this gave her the excuse she not only wanted, but needed.

Wonder Woman was brought to her knees before him. His leather trousers fell down his thighs, an enormous leviathan of a penis bursting out and beside her face. Musk emanated from the shaft, and before she realized what she was doing, it lured her lips to the side of Lobo's cock, where she kissed and dragged her mouth from side to side to tease him. Its size was uncountable, the girth intimidating. Still, she fellated the head, stroking at the base with two hands, almost capable of wrapping both around the same spot, in order for him to harden. His crimson, pupil-less eyes seethed with lust, and, taking the back of her head in an almighty hand, he slammed down as far as she could go. Lobo could see the imprint of his member visibly stretching open her throat as he plunged further downwards, watching the Amazonian's eyes roll in the back of her head, up towards her tiara and black hair. Plugging her nose, she choked, finally pushing him away with a powerful hit, where she came back to her senses, panting, her eyes glued to the titanic thing that'd almost suffocated her.

Our heroine went to lie, but, forgetting she was bound thereby the truth, she exclaimed how she had absolutely loved what just happened. When her vision went over to the mob that voyeuristically observed what the two of them were doing, before she could act on her desire to stop, he took her by the hair and thrust forward into her protesting mouth. He did to her, then, what could only be described as 'rigorous skull-fucking', for he used her esophagus like a sheath for his cock, thrusting full force into her oral depth so hard and deeply that her gag reflex was prevented from triggering. She laid back, unconsciously having pulled the bottommost of her uniform, as well as her underwear, to the side so that she could stuff herself with her fingers, where he positioned her so that he was, with bent knees, throwing himself down and into her throat. Again and again he pushed himself inwards and outwards, until closing her nostrils with two fingers, and ejaculating straight into her stomach, the pulsations almost threatening to tear her open.

When Lobo had released, Wonder Woman thought perhaps he was done with her. The opposite was true. Ripping her outfit in half with an awesome swipe, he then tore her panties from her legs and to the ground. Bottomless, before she could crawl away, he picked her up, flipped her over, and discarded her to the concrete on her stomach, bare ass exposed. One massive hand grabbed her bust, forcing her chest plate to slip beneath her breasts, so that they may flop out. Between two fingers was one of her nipples, and as she tried to roll over, knowing what the menace was about to do, she was held down. That dreadful lasso caused her to shout out how hard she wanted him to annihilate her, which he obliged to do, prodding at her rectum with his chalk-white dick before ramming it in until his pelvis was pressed against her tailbone.

If she were a mortal woman, the Amazonian would have met a horrible fate. Instead, she was filled therewith the rapturous ecstasy of an inhumanly large member snaking through her bowels. Her asshole begged to prolapse, but his forcing open her anal walls with his penetration refused her yet the privilege. Buttocks red and stinging, she winced with his every brutal movement inwards, recoiling forward, scratching at the cement, with his outward tugs. Not only could she feel her own palpitating heart in her butthole, but also his through the pounding throbs of his organ. When the biker clad villain felt that his orgasm beckoned, he suddenly removed himself, allowing Wonder Woman's ass to gape and turn inside out, forever ruined.

Before she could catch her breath, she was pushed over on her back, her legs forcibly stretched as wide as they could be opened. Then, unable to refuse him, she allowed her cunt to be ravaged, where she felt the tip of his ungodly erection poking at her cervix before the actual penetration itself. She screamed, but in a manner expressive of great pleasure and passion. Upon her informing Lobo that she wanted to be filled to the brim with his cum, he held up her whip, where she realized it long had uncoiled from her body. Still uninhibited, she looked out into the crowd that watched her desecration with horror, salaciously confessing that she was near climax.

The moment her fuck juices squirted out, spraying everywhere, shooting out an impressive distance, he forced himself as deep into the heroine as he could fit, inseminating into his rival. Having just orgasmed together, the two stared almost awkwardly into each other's eyes. When the excitement was over, after he pulled out from her, a pool of seed slavering from her now loose twat, there was only silence until she got to her feet, knees wobbling, white strands of semen dangling from between her thighs. They'd a mutual understanding of each other, where she'd picked up his blade from the ground in exchange for her lasso of truth. Before they dispersed, however, she had to say something, her confidence returning.

"When you said that we were going to bring the house down, Lobo," Wonder Woman began, "you really weren't kidding!"

"Abso-fuckin'-lutely, Babe!" he shot back. "The Main Man always says what he means!"