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JLA - Dark Angel - Part 04 Of 25.
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Gotham City - 11:04 AM.
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To avoid injury to the public, she'd picked another abandoned
area of Gotham marked for demolition. This was one of the business
districts, and she'd been through it since the earthquake, picking out
the weak spots.
Confident that she could turn the tables on her so-called namesake,
Huntress made her way to the tallest building, waiting on top of it,
several different escape routes already picked out.
Soon her opponent came scrambling up over the lip of the building,
moving quickly and gracefully, with no sign of breathlessness. She was
certainly more than just acrobatic, it looked as if she'd worked on all
aspects of fitness, as Huntress herself had done after being pulled from
underneath the bodies of dead relatives and vowing to stop crime in a
different way than she'd envisioned as a child, not as a Lawyer but as a
Huntress.
"Last chance," said her opponent,"Take the costume off."
"What is it with you, some kind of weird sexual thing?" asked
Huntress, hoping to get a rise from her capable opponent and cause her
to make a mistake.
"In case you hadn't noticed," replied the other Huntress,"I'm
a woman."
- Cool as a cucumber, - Huntress noted.
The second Huntress lifted her crossbow again, but this time
Huntress was prepared, and flicked a small stone at her opponent, striking
her wrist and causing her to drop the crossbow. She reached for it
but Huntress was already diving forward, she'd positioned herself 21 feet
from her opponent.
The other woman kicked the crossbow away and somersaulted sideways,
easily moving out of range of Huntress' attacks. The dark lady of the
night came after her, swinging and chopping with dangerous martial arts
moves which would incapacitate on contact.
But her opponent easily dodged, stepping almost effortlessly
aside, dodging Huntress' blows as easily as The Huntress had dodged Kurt's
clumsy swings earlier.
- She moves like Batman! - thought Huntress in shock, and felt
a momentary panic that the Dark Knight had been training someone else
to take her place and had sent her to get rid of her. She instantly
dismissed the thought, Batman wasn't the type to play that kind
of underhanded trick, he was a straightshooter.
Reaching into a pouch at her side, the 2nd Huntress pulled out
what looked like a purple batarang and slashed it easily along Huntress'
shoulder, cutting away the black material but leaving the skin untouched.
"Wha!" cried Huntress and moved back, but her opponent followed
her with an almost inhuman speed and made several more swipes, easily
cutting through the tough material of Huntress' costume.
Her top peeled away over her breasts, exposing the black sports
bra beneath.
"You sick..." she started, then turned and ran, breaking for her
first exit point. She dived straight over the ledge of the 40 story
building, hoping that her opponent would never follow such a psychotic
move.
But she did, diving right after the fleeing Huntress and firing
her own cable in exactly the same direction as Huntress was shooting
hers.
- She can't know my escape routes! - Huntress thought with a
panic, then put aside such thoughts and swung through the broken window
of the thirtieth floor of the building.
She hit the ground running and charged forward across the still
stable parts of floor in what used to be one of the biggest software
manufacturers in Gotham City. Her opponent landed through the window
but this time hesitated, then followed more slowly, feeling out her
steps for weakpoints in the floor.
- HA! - thought Huntress, - She's not perfect, she doesn't know
everything! -
She moved down the corridor and slid through into one of the
offices, sliding through the huge hole in the floor and gripping onto
the exposed rafter in the roof of the floor below. Although the drop
was only a couple of feet, she moved by her hands across the rafter,
coming to a point where the roof above her was still fairly solid due
to a large chunk of wood propping it in place. She'd cased this out
while fighting several flying supervillians in the aftermath of the
Earthquake, when Gotham had been a hell on Earth, finding traps to use
again the bad guys.
Listening carefully, she sensed more than heard the vibrations
of her opponent above, and when she was in the right place, Huntress
smacked the chunk of wood aside, removing all support from the floor.
The 2nd Huntress fell through the floor, a look of almost stupid
surprise on her face as she saw her opponents triumphant face, then she
hit the floor and continued through it, crashing into the floor below
with a loud crash.
Huntress swung down onto the floor, then moved quickly through
the hole made by her opponent's falling body and landed next to her
namesake.
Before she could get up, Huntress smashed her fist into her
face, knocking her back.
She dropped down on top of her and held her down, feeling the
adrenaline pumping through her body. This was a problem of hers, she
tended to have trouble getting the adrenaline flow to her body to stop
when a case was over.
"So you're The Huntress, huh?" she asked, staring down at her
angry, but helpless, opponent's face,"Well you just got your ass handed
to you on a stick by, guess who, The Huntress!"
"It's my costume!" growled her former captor, now captive,"Take
it off, it's mine!!!!"
Her voice was becoming raspy, hoarser, as if she truly felt that
the costume was hers.
"You already wrecked mine, you freak!" snapped Huntress, staring
down at her own visible cleavage in the black sports bra,"I guess one
good turn deserves another."
She ripped the cape's buckle away, then grabbed the inner lines
of the triangle running down over her breasts and tore it away, she wore
no bra underneath.
"Horny little bitch!" she laughed, squirming her hips slightly,
feeling slightly.... uncomfortable, between her legs,"No bra, huh?"
"Sicko!" snapped the 2nd Huntress, struggling underneath The
Huntress.
"Just a little tit for tat, or tits for tat I guess you'd say,"
laughed Huntress, she leaned down so that she would say next had extra
emphasis, and her own breasts pressed against her namesakes, it felt
strangely... good,"I'm the only Huntress in this town, darling."
The 2nd Huntress headbutted her, hard, making her jerk back
in shock. Before she knew it she was being rolled over, and now the other
Huntress was on top of her.
"Huh? Wha?" she moaned, unsure how this chain of events had
occured.
Her Sports Bra was ripped open, exposing her breasts, and the
other Huntress began cutting away her uniform with the batarang like
object, cutting her uniform into small scraps that fell away from her.
"ITS....MY....COSTUME!!!" roared the woman, filled with indignant
fury.
And to Huntress' shock, she felt a growing warmness between her
legs and a growing stiffness in her nipples. Could she be possibly
enjoying this? Or was it just a leftover response of her high adrenaline
levels, which had left her in a highly excited state, coupled with close
physical proximity to another flesh and blood human being.
"You filthy degenerate!" cried the other Huntress as she tore
away the purple crotch lining and found it to be dripping wet,"You're
enjoying this!"
But her own breath was coming faster and faster now, her breasts
rising and falling, she was running her crotch up and down Huntress'
legs much more than she had to.
"Look at you," snapped the 2nd Huntress, and reached down with
a finger and slid it through her shaven vaginal lips.
Huntress bit her lower lip down hard and tried not to let the
shock of pleasure running through her body be too apparent, but the huge
building pressure in her lap was too much and suddenly she exploded,
orgasming completely unexpectedly.
The 2nd Huntress stared in wide eyed shock as the woman beneath
her came, her hips bucking up and down. juices running out over her
cuntlips and pooled down between her asscheeks.
"You... uh.... you sick little.." moaned the other Huntress, her
eyes closing as she felt little hot flushes buzz through her body. Why
was she feeling like this, this was strange, how could another woman
turn her on.
She came as well, darkening the crotch of her costume as her
juices flowed out from her vagina. She stared in shock at her treacherous
lap, then stared down with wide, lust-filled eyes at her namesake, who
looked back at her with equal desire.
All thoughts of identity, battle or superiority vanished in a
sudden lustful haze of desire, and the two women locked together, kissing
passionately.
Their breasts pressed firmly against each other and the two women
rubbed their bodies against each other, the 2nd Huntress rubbing her
cunt against Huntress' stomach.
The second Huntress broke away suddenly and pushed Huntress
down onto her back. Before the first Huntress could react, her namesake
began to lick and kiss her way up her body, running her tongue up her
long, firm legs, letting her slightly smaller, firm breasts slide up
along Huntress' abdomen, belly, her own breasts. She knelt over the woman
she claimed had stolen her codename and pressed her breasts against hers,
rubbing them back and forth, then from side to side, the firm but malleable
tit-flesh rolling and mashing together against each other, making both
women moan loudly in pleasure.
Neither had ever had sex with another woman before, although The
Huntress knew of it and had considered it before.
They kissed again, and when the second Huntress pulled away she
moaned out, almost in a last ditch effort to prove herself,"I'm The
Huntress."
"Fine," moaned Huntress, all other considerations forgotten in
her desire,"Just call me Helena."
The 2nd Huntress stared at her suspiciously for a second, then
her loins seemed to spike with even more pleasure and they kissed again,
Huntress and Helena.
She slid down again, grasping Helena's tits in her hands and
squeezing them up with more passion than before. She opened her mouth
wide and sucked one nipple into her mouth, sucking and licking at it in
a way no man had ever done to her. She chewed and sucked, nibbling
on the erect nipple as Helena moaned and writhed about on the dusty,
unstable ground, which was creaking and moaning.
Her breasts felt so hot, so hard that she was felt like they
were going to explode, her nipples stinging with hot, intense pleasure
as the woman who had taken her name sucked at her nipples and felt up
her breasts.
The Huntress mashed Helena's fat breasts together, biting and
chewing on first one, then another, her fingers clinging tightly to
the soft, olive-skinned flesh.
The woman rubbed and ground her body against Helena's, rolling
her breasts into Helena's lower chest and upper belly, sliding her right
leg over and between Helena's thighs, rubbing it up and down against
her gushing cunt.
Helena moaned and breathed heavily as her body became more and
more aroused. How she had gone from fighting this strange woman to
fucking her was beyond her, but she didn't care, she was enjoying herself
too much.
Huntress pulled back from the woman beneath her, sitting herself
down between Helena's outstretched legs and taking some time to catch
her breath, then she leaned forward and peered closely at the other
woman's open cunt, looking closely for the first time at another womans
vagina.
She lightly caressed the heroine's trembling thighs,
doing everything that she herself enjoyed while masturbating, then slid
her thumbs into the soft, shaven, tight pussy cleft and gently peeled
the women's lips open. She pulled it wider and wider, making Helena
moan loudly as more and more of her cunt opened like a flower, showing
more and more of the glistening pink-flesh inside.
Huntress licked her lips with a hunger she'd never had before,
then leaned in and let her tongue slid up and down the pink flesh. She
had had her own pussy eaten out a time or two before, and concentrated on
those bits she'd enjoyed, trying to be a bit more subtle and delicate than
the broad, eager strokes of the man who'd introduced her to oral sex.
She pressed her tongue against the other woman's hole and wriggled
it up into the tight, spasming hole of Helena's snatch. She twisted and
moved her head around over her unexpected lover's fuck hole, scooping
out hot, juicy fuck-cream, slurping up the warm cuntjuice from the sexy
heroine's cunt.
She pumped her tongue up and down in Helena's cunt, the heroine
moaned and humping up against the other superheroines mouth. Helena
slid her hands down into the woman's black hair and pushed her down
instinctively, pushing her hips up at the same time to get more tongue
up into her fuckhole.
Helena let out a gasp of pleasure as her namesake's
tongue suddenly ran up over her clit, then deftly back down. She felt
the tongue running skillfully over her hot, erect little lovebutton,
felt her lips closing around it and sucking on her clit for all she
was worth.
The intense lust driving up from her cunt drove her wild, and
she slammed her cunt up harder and harder against The Huntress' face,
which was now coated in hot cuntjuices. The feeling grew and grew,
centered in her cunt but running through her whole body, it seemed like
a towering wave of all-encompassing orgasmic pleasure, and when it finally
crashed down over her it seemed to wipe out her entire body.
She cried out in temporarily sated passion, her back arching and
ass bouncing off the creaking, dusty floor as her cunt shot out stream
after stream of hot pussy juices.
Huntress' tongue seemed trapped in the crushing cuntlips of Helena,
and in desperation she reached up with her finger and slid them up into
the other woman's orgasming cunt, which drove her even further over the
edge. Huntress took the cue and began to quickly pump three fingers
in and out, making the sweaty, jerking and excited woman beneath her
scream out in climactic pleasure.
She finally calmed down enough so that her body was only giving
little involuntary jerks and her chest was rising and falling high and
low, trying to get her breath back, her cunt spasming around Huntress'
fingers.
The heroine smiled and slid herself back up Helena's body, causing
a stream of shocked pleasure to buzz through her sensitive body. She
pressed her breasts against Helena's and stared down into the other
woman's face, who looked up both wearily and warily until Huntress smiled
and slid a hand below her namesake's head and lifted it up, kissing her
with a lovers passion.
Her lips slid softly over Helena's as her tongue probed against
her lips, sliding inside the beautiful heroine's mouth, their lips mashing
together.
Helena responded instantly, their lips caressing each other
in a warm, loving touch. The Huntress gently stroked down Helena's
side, moving over her flank, her hips, up over her waist and gently
across her breasts.
They hugged each other close, and rolled over, so that now Helena
was on top of The Huntress, looking down into her face.
"Who are you?" she whispered,"Really?"
"The Huntress," replied The Huntress,"Is your name really Helena?"
"Yes," replied Helena, although after her orgasm she was wondering
if perhaps she shouldn't have revealed that little bit of information.
"Funny," laughed The Huntress, for reasons all her own, then she
forget about the conversation and kissed Helena again, only this time
the other woman was in the dominant position.
When they broke the kiss, Huntress lay breathlessly on her back
and watched as Helena moved herself down the heroine's body and took the
nipple of her breast into her mouth. She sucked lightly on it,
inexperienced but enthusiastic and with the knowledge only a woman could
have.
The woman who had temporarily given up her codename to this
stranger suck and licked on this new Huntress' nipples, squeezing her
firm, milky white breasts together. She teasingly pinched the stiff
nipples, making the heroine gasp out in pleasure, then pulled them up
and then let them snap back. She chewed and nibbled softly on the white
mam-meat, gnawing at the sensitive flesh of the heroines breasts, making
her moan and writhe beneath her.
With a loud, feverish moan of desire, The Huntress grabbed Helena's
hand and shoved it between her own legs with a desperation born of mad
desire, she pushed Helena's hand up and down until the Italian-American
got the idea and began working her hand between the heroines legs more
naturally, working the sweaty, sexy heroine into a later.
"Oh!" she cried out,"Oh yes! Ohhh!!!!!"
Helena rubbed her fingers along The Huntress' cuntmound, sliding
her fingers between the other woman's legs, making her entire body jerk
and twitch like she was a marionette. The heroic young woman was already
approaching orgasm, and her jerking, shaking body held Helena's attention
with rapt fascination. She couldn't look away, and the site of the other
woman getting so turned on was once again making her more and more aroused,
ready for an orgasm of her own. She quickly slid her spare hand, which
had been massaging the other woman's breasts, between her own legs and
started pumping and fucking her fingers into her own soppy cunt.
Helena was somewhat inexperienced, but she knew what she liked
when she masturbated, and tried to mimic those motions her, stroking
her fingers quickly through the cunt slit, pressing her knuckles and
digits into the heroine's clit, rubbing it, masturbating another woman
and driving them both to orgasm.
The Huntress cried out with passion fulfilled, her juices flooding
out over Helena's hands, her clit grinding hard up into the palm of her
lovers hands, then finally dropping down.
"You came already?" Helena moaned, still jacking herself off,
a little less prone to cumming so soon after her first orgasm.
"Yes," moaned The Huntress, a sexy sight in only boots and her
mask,"So good."
She ran her hands up over her body, caressing her own breasts and
sides, sliding her hands up Helena's body and sending tingles of sexual
passion throughout them both.
Helena grinned at her lover, and lowered herself down so her
mouth was breathing softly on The Huntress' flat belly. Then she lightly
tongued at the other woman's belly button, then eased herself lower still,
her eyes gazing directly into the parted, glistening slit of the young
woman.
She pried the cuntlips even further over, staring in fascination
at the revealed pink flesh, feeling her own pussy get hotter and tighter
around the squirming fingers of her other hand.
She began to run her tongue up and down over the pink flesh, at
first gently, but in her excitement becoming more and more frenzied,
sucking and kissing at the erect clitoris, pushing her tongue between
the shaven cuntlips. The fingers that had held The Huntress' cuntlips
open now slid their way between them, squeezing into the tightly clasping
fuckhole of the beautiful woman, first one, then two, then three before
she began to saw them in and out as she sucked greedily on the hot woman's
clitoris.
The Huntress whined and whimpered in pleasure, grinding her ass
into the shifting, groaning floor, bucking her hips up and down as she
once again became exciting. Helena's only reaction was to double her
efforts, slurping, licking and sucking on her unexpected lover's clitoris
and fucking her fingers in and out of both theirs gushing cunts.
Her own pussy was screaming for something more than the three
fingers currently jamming their way in and out of her, so with her skilled,
athletic grace, Helena Bertinelli swung her way around, planting her own
pussy above The Huntress' without missing a stroke of her tongue over
the other woman's lovebutton.
She grinned happily as The Huntress gripped onto her firm little
ass-cheeks and began to lick at her snatch. She responded in kind,
licking at her lover's pussy, greedily sucking at the flowing juices,
making animalistic grunts and moans of pleasure.
She rubbed her face into The Huntress' pussy, even in her own
mind calling the stranger that now. She pressed against the pink folds
of flesh with her chin, pushing her nose into the opening as her lips
buzzed and vibrated against her lover's clit and cuntlips, driving the
other woman wild with passion. She jammed her tongue hard up into the
tight little fuck-hole, tasting another woman's juices for the first time
and loving it.
The Huntress had her face buried up into Helena's steaming cunt
and was doing her best to keep up with the other woman. They both came
at roughly the same time, in her case, Helena's juices flowed straight
down her throat, while Helena eagerly gobbled up all of the Huntress'
flowing cunt-cream that she could.
Their bodies, honed by years of hard training and exercise, finally
began to tire, and soon even their great passion was sated. Helena lay
in an exhausted heap on top of The Huntress, her face buried in the other
woman's cunt, her own pussy pressing against the heroine's chin.
Finally, she managed to roll off and make her way up so that she
was face to face with her lover. They rolled into each others arms
and softly stroked each others bodies, sending post orgasmic thrills
through the others body as they gently kissed, tasting each others juices
on their lips.
"Excellent," said the man standing in the shadows, directly
over a hole in the ground. He held a strange metallic sphere in his
hand which a certain CatBurglar would have found very familiar, except
for the glowing pink rod sitting in a hole at it's apex.
He didn't seem to be heard by either of the two identically
named heroines, or they did not react to him in any case.
"A perfect field run," he chuckled, and his face settled back
into the shadows, eventually disappearing from view entirely... he was
gone.
"WHAT...." started Helena, shock coming onto her face as she
stared directly into the eyes of the other woman, only inches from her
own.
"....THE FUCK!" finished The Huntress, and then the two women
were scrambling away from each other.
"SICK BITCH!" screamed The Huntress, and launched a furious
attack at Helena which she barely dodged in time. In these close quarters
her opponent couldn't dance away as easily - plus she was still physically
exhausted - and Helena managed to close with her naked opponent, dropping
her to the floor.
The Huntress rolled away with an experts ease, making Helena
wonder once more where she had come from, and how she had gotten so good,
although not so good as to avoid Helena raking her across the back as she
rolled away, breaking the skin and drawing blood.
"I don't know what kind of perverted mind ray you used on me..."
growled the 2nd Huntress,"But...."
"ME!" cried The Huntress, thinking of herself in that way again,
and thinking of this other woman as an imposter,"You must have done
something to me, I'm not a lesbian!"
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A LESBIAN IS!" screamed the other
Huntress.
"Then why are you so sure what I was talking about!" retorted
The Huntress quickly.
The 2nd Huntress stared at her with unreadable eyes, then scooped
up tattered pieces of her costume.
"Where do you think you're going?" asked The Huntress, picking
up what was left of her costume. When she looked up, her opponent was
gone.
"Hmmm," muttered Helena Bertinelli,"Just like Batman."
She examined some of the blood and skin under her fingernails
and smiled, then fished a small communicator out of one of the pouches
on her belt.
"Oracle? I need you to do a DNA scan for me...."
Gotham City - 6:15 PM.
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"Dinah," said Dominic with a smile, standing up.
She was oddly touched by the courtesy, especially since they
were in a plain cafe and were both dressed casually (although she'd
agonized for hours over what to wear). She smiled at him and felt a
moments panic that he would either try to kiss her or, worse yet, not
try to. Her panic faded moments later when he gave her a light peck on
the cheek and then motioned for her to sit.
"The movie starts in about half an hour," he said,"Would you
like to get something to eat?"
"I'm fine," she replied, not wanting to tell him that she had
such terrible nervous butterflies that she wouldn't be able to keep
anything down.
"Cool," he said,"I'm not hungry either."
They sat silently for a few moments, which was strangely enough
not uncomfortable, then both tried to speak at the same time, they stopped,
laughed, and then she told him to go ahead.
"I was going to say," he said,"That since you insisted on buying
your own ticket and we're not eating, this is going to be a very cheap
date."
She giggled.
"Marry me," he said with a smile, and they both laughed.
Metropolis - Star Labs - 7:00 PM.
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"Well, she's not a clone, she's not an alien, as far as I can tell,
she is a healthy young human female," said Professor Hamilton to Kyle.
"What's this all about, Kyle?" Carol asked, standing in the middle
of several roving energy screens which were mapping her DNA and checking
for any inconsistencies that would reveal any non-human origins. She was
dressed in a hospital gown with nothing else on, and was getting cold in
the cool confines of the laboratory.
"Uhhh, I'm not sure," Kyle replied, scratching the back of his
head. He turned back to Professor Hamilton,"Maybe she's from one of them,
uh, alternate dimensions?"
Professor Hamilton chuckled,"You've been watching a bit too
much Star Trek, Kyle, because outside of that and comic books, there has
never been any definitive proof discovered proving the existence of
alternate dimensions."
"Well, you want to explain why a woman who I never met before and
has strong links to my predecessor showed up in my bed this morning with
memories of a long-term relationship with me?" asked Kyle.
"Waking up with a strange women who claims to have a relationship?"
mused Hamilton,"When I was young, that happened to me a time or three."
One of his Assistants chuckled dutifully, while Kyle remained
unimpressed.
"Kyle," moaned Carol,"Can't we... ow!"
She clutched at her stomach, a look of pain crossing her face.
"Professor," murmured the Assistant,"Her DNA is... it's shifting."
"What?" asked Hamilton,"That shouldn't be happening."
"Kyle!" cried Carol,"It hurts!"
"This is remarkable," muttered Hamilton,"Her DNA seems to be
mutating, the double helix breaking up and re-linking in a different
pattern."
"Well don't just stand ther admiring it, do something!" cried
Kyle.
Carol's face suddenly shot up, her eyes wide and blazing with
a strange purple light. Before their eyes, her nightgown was blown away
in little scraps by a blinding purple light, and the three men were
knocked back onto their asses.
Kyle sat up almost immediately, looking straight ahead to see if
Carol was still there or had somehow spontaneously combusted, which, he
had to admit, would make his life a little easier.
"No such luck," he muttered when he saw what had happened to Carol.
The woman before him still had the same face and the same long,
blue-black hair, but now she wore a conical headpiece which covered her
forehead, running down the side of her face to large circular locks on
either side of her face attaching the headpiece to the neckpiece of her
costume. The nightgown had been replaced by a metal breastplate which
ran down to a bikini-like bottom, leaving all of her long, toned legs
exposed. Her metal breastplate was encircled by a belt of white metal
with a four ended star set as the buckle.
Purple boots made of metal ran up to her thighs, where they
ended in folded-down hoops of purple metal, her full-length purple gloves
ran right up to her shoulders with large elbow guards and large, folded
down hoops of purple metal at the top of her gloves, similar to those
on her boots.
Her headpiece contained a large purple gem, this was the so-called
'star sapphire' which gives her her powers, and right now it smoked with
a dangerous looking purple light.
The headpiece was a purplish-pink in color, as was the
breastplate, while the boots and gloves were a darker purple.
End Part 04 Of 25.
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