2 comments/ 49723 views/ 25 favorites Kara and Diana Ch. 01 By: BrettJ The story involves Supergirl and Wonder Woman sharing a lesbian relationship. I use the actual names of the comic characters, but mean no copyright infringement. * Tired from a long day, Diana flew in and landed on the balcony of the Embassy. She walked silently inside, nodded to some of the staff. The Princess was known for her kindness and few escaped her notice, she had a nice word for virtually everyone. Her body ached from stress and combat. She'd spent most of the last few days in battle with Cheetah and had come out victorious, although not without some minor bruising. A few hours of rest and therapy on Themyscira and she felt well enough to return home to those she loved and was loved by in turn. She'd been in contact with the League. Kal offered any assistance he could, Bruce was solemn and glum, yet she knew there'd be a cheque to help pay for any damages incurred. She could always put her trust in them. The marks were mostly faded now, a benefit from the healing powers of the Purple Ray, and she knew she'd be fine. She thought, as she looked in the mirror, she looked tired and a touch older. The people in Patriarch's world didn't think she aged or could be hurt. Both of these were untrue, of course. Being an Amazon from an immortal society, she had not aged, but had given that up to live in this world. Still, she aged at a much slower pace than humans did. About one year for every hundred or so. Her mother had lived for Millennia, Diana expected to do the same. At one time, she had expected to live out those years with Kal, as he aged at roughly the same rate she did. Alas, it was not to be. He'd found the woman he loved and shared life with, and Diana could only have his friendship, although that had many benefits. Only recently, after some fleeting affairs, had Diana truly found love. Some might frown on it, she knew, but coming from the society she did, Diana had embraced it with her whole heart and soul. After cleansing the stink of battle from her body and removing her armor, Diana went to her bedchamber, her heart swelling with joy at what she knew she would find there. In the bed they had shared for the last six months, her beloved Kara sat up and smiled at her, the smile that lit up Diana's world. "Hey." Kara said to her. "I saw the news. Hard day?" "Hey yourself. Yes, a very hard day. I am glad to be home." Diana smiled as she sat on the bed, taking Kara into her arms. Their lips pressed together, their tongues mingled. The heat from the two of them was palpable, their need fierce and demanding. Blonde, tall, sexual and radiant, Kara was everything Diana had ever wanted in a lover. She was gentle, yet fierce in her lusts for the sensual amazon. Kara's hands, capable of bending steel, ran over Diana's firm breasts with the gentlest of touches. Those hands drew pleasure from Diana's pliant flesh, as Kara caressed her, Diana knew she was the luckiest woman in the world. She'd had no idea over a year ago when Kal had asked her to help train Kara [ with Bruce's insistence as well ] that this would happen. Kara had been an adept pupil, Artemis and the others had taught her well. She was kind and loving, yet everyone seemed to adore her. Over every foe, Kara triumphed. Yet it was when faced with the lord of Apokolips once again that the relationship between the two of them changed. Darkseid had tried once again to conquer Earth and the League had made several attempts to stop him. He'd brought Parademons and many of his legions to earth, intent of conquest and intent on reclaiming the beautiful Kryptonian and once again making her his servant. Kara had no intention of backing down and she told the others that, Diana included. Diana's instincts to protect this girl overwhelmed her common sense. She had shackles forged made of Kryptonite and chained the girl up so she could not leave and face what Diana was sure was her doom. She had not counted on Kara's overpowering confidence. She got free and flew to join her compatriots in battle. Diana spotted her and her heart fell. She didn't want anything to happen to Kara and intercepted her in flight, to stop her self-sacrifice. "Don't stop me Diana!" Kara said, her stunning blue eyes blazing. "This is my battle just as much as anyone's!" "Don't be foolish Kara!" Diana yelled back. "We can handle this, Darkseid can be beaten!" "By all of us!" Kara yelled back. Diana tackled the girl in mid-air and the two of them went crashing to the ground. They fought, rolled around, Diana fighting to protect the young woman. As they grappled and fought, a strange feeling came over the Amazon princess. She looked deeply into Kara's blue eyes and knew what it was. She saw the same feelings mirrored in Kara's eyes. They leaned in towards each other and kissed, not as friends, but as two women who loved each other deeply. Both held the kiss, liking these new feelings, yet somewhat afraid. Tongues swirled around, the battle temporarily forgotten, as they kissed softly. Reality came back a minute later. "Later." Diana intoned. "Later," Kara agreed and went to join the battle, no more arguments. They had been victorious, of course, and there seemed to be an unspoken agreement. Kara had accompanied Diana to the Embassy, yet neither had spoken a word. Neither had seen the need. Once inside her private chambers, Diana undressed for her tall, lovely blonde darling. She twirled around a bit, showing her nudity and feeling oddly girly. She could feel Kara's eyes on her nakedness. Diana's body was firm, yet beautiful. Her long, black hair ran in curls midway down her back. Her breasts were firm and round, like sculpted into perfection, capped with perfect nipples that stiffened ever-so-slightly. Diana's legs were long and tapered and Kara thought she had never seen anything so beautiful in all her young life. Diana nodded and Kara followed suit. She got out of her boots, which had high heels. Diana had always thought heels silly for fighting, but they accentuated Kara's long legs. Her mini was impractical too, but Kara had the cutest tush. She longed to kiss Kara's soft buttocks and caress them. Kara wore a thong and as that slipped down her sleek, long legs, Diana gave an appreciative gasp at Kara's sweet blonde pussy. Her belly was flat, no traces of fat, her skin glowing from the sunlight, which enhanced Kara's powers. Kara's breasts, which were revealed as the girl pulled off the top she wore, were smaller and more delicate than Diana's own. But, oh-so-perfect, Diana thought. They stood, naked before each other. Diana reached out her hand and Kara took it. Neither was nervous, this seemed so right, so inevitable. The walked, hand in hand, towards Diana's plush bed. The dark-haired Amazon lay her lover down on the bed. Kara looked up at her, smiled and nodded. That was all Diana needed. She smiled, parted Kara's long legs and began to kiss upwards on those soft, muscular, sleek thighs towards what she desired most. Despite her amazing self-control, Kara squirmed on the bed as she began to enjoy her first sexual experience. She wanted to give all of herself to the woman she loved! Diana had some fleeting experiences with her own sex and used all of them to please her Kara. When she reached Kara's blonde cunt, she went to town. She used her tongue and devoured Kara, sucking the hard clit into her mouth, slurping and licking noisily between her lover's thighs, drawing out all of Kara's juices. Nothing had ever seemed so sweet to her, and she longed for more. Her fingers plunged in and out of the girl's pussy and Kara screamed as her virginity gave way to Diana's probing fingers. Diana moved upwards on the girl's body and lay atop her as Kara breathed heavily, her first orgasm ebbing. "I am glad you were my first Diana. I love you." Kara murmured. "I love you too, my dearest Kara." Diana said, meaning every word of it. Kara proved to be as adept a pupil in the Sapphic Arts as she was in the ways of battle. The pretty Superteen had eaten Diana to orgasm within minutes after that. She'd gotten out a dildo Diana used to satisfy herself many times, strapped it on and fucked Diana's pussy to an orgasm that made Diana weep in its intensity. Her body shook, yet her powerful Kara held on tight as she came. Kara had a submissive side, so Diana was the mistress in the relationship. Kara's kinky nature pleased Diana. In public, both were like best friends. Behind closed doors, they indulged all the kinky delights both wanted to explore. One time, wanting to prove herself to be Diana's lover and slave, Kara allowed herself to be shackled in the Kryptonite chains once again, to show her level of trust. Through the pain, Diana had gotten out a big dildo and used it to dominate her sweet darling, making Kara cum and cum again, as she plunged the big shaft into Kara's tight cunt. After unchaining her, she carried the still-weak Kara into her bed and made love to her, gently, throughout the night. They had sex in mid air one time, discarding their costumes and indulging in `69' while flying through the skies. That had been Diana's idea and Kara had enjoyed every second of it. Every moment was precious to them, and tonight was no different. For the first time, Diana noticed what Kara was wearing. "I like it darling, very much!" she smiled at Kara. Kara had gone out that afternoon and purchased a black lace teddy and bedroom slippers. The clerk had frowned a bit, but Kara's ID proved she was over 18. Kara was mouth-watering in the sexy outfit and she knew it. Diana pulled Kara into her embrace, lips demanding and strong. Those lips took Kara's breath away and she felt Diana removing her outfit. Gloriously naked in front of her mistress & lover, Kara quivered with desire. Diana's hands were gliding over her nipples now, one hand moving down towards her steaming pussy. She groaned. "Ohhh, Diana, yes, I'm yours!" she moaned. "Yes, my darling Kara, you are mine and I am yours!" Diana responded as she rubbed her own nude body against Kara's. If the world could see them now, Wonder Woman and Supergirl, locked in an erotic embrace, they'd be shocked, Kara thought. Neither cared. As Diana climbed aboard her face and she began to lick out her steaming cunny, Kara was happy. She loved Diana, she loved being her lover. She came from a unique world, as did Diana. Diana's body brought her pleasure and as Diana tongued her cunt and fucked her with their favourite toy, Kara's body exploded in waves of pleasure. Only a select handful of people could know what they knew, the outside world be damned! Moans and groans erupted from the room, yet no one questioned, no one intruded. The two women were left alone, until their bodies were sated and they fell asleep, both battle and loving being over for the day. Kara and Diana Ch. 02 Diana watched her beautiful Kara as she flew in the daylight sky. It was at times like this the lovely Amazon loved her most. Kara reveled in the gift of flight, of all her abilities, it was the one she treasured most. Diana had been able to fly since childhood, that talent was one of the gifts bestowed upon her by the gods. Kara had only flown for a year or so and did so with childish glee. Diana's heart raced, knowing that there was no crisis to deal with today, no pressing demands on her time. No Super-Villain was threatening the Earth with his "Thunderstick of Doom", there were no alien monsters threatening to take over the world. It was calm, it was tranquil and Diana wanted to take advantage of it while she could. She could still see Kara flitting about the clouds, so she went into the Embassy and was about to tell Ferdinand to prepare a luncheon – the Minotaur was the best cook she had ever known – when the sounds of BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! If someone had never heard that noise before, they would have assumed a large thunderstorm was on its way. Having heard it once before, you could never forget it again. It was the sound of a Boom Tube, transportation used to bridge the distance between only two places – spectacular New Genesis, or the hellish Apokolips. It seemed to happen almost immediately after the noise. Her JLA communicator sounded. That wasn't a good sign. "Diana? It's Barbara." "Barbara" was Barbara Gordon, one-time Batgirl, daughter of the top cop in Gotham and now, Oracle. If something was going on, Oracle knew about it. She was a valued ally and member of the League, despite having been crippled by the Joker some years earlier. "Go ahead Barbara." "Di, you and Kara need to get to the Watchtower. Something's going on, it is major and we need as much support as we can." "I'm on my way Barbara. Have you contacted Dinah and Helena?" "Yes, both of them are heading there as well." Those two women were warriors of no little skill. "Dinah" was the 2nd generation Black Canary, probably one of the best hand-to-hand combatants in the world. She and Diana had sparred once and without powers, Black Canary held her own. "Helena" was someone Diana was less sure of. Helena Bertinelli, daughter of a former Mafia bigwig had become the Huntress to avenge the death of her father, and had, sometime later, continued to fight on the side of the Angels. Batman had originally not approved, but Barbara had taken Huntress under her wing and she was slowly becoming manageable. Kara touched down on the balcony and embraced her love. "I could hear you hon!" she said to Diana. Of course she could, Kara could likely hear a pin drop on Saturn should she chose to. Diana kissed her love softly and said "With you by my side, we can handle anything, my dearest. Let's go." The news was catastrophic. Unbelievable. Inconceivable. There were no men on the face of the Earth. No seniors, no young men, teens, boys or babies. Not a single male on the face of the Earth. At the Watchtower, Barbara had assembled some of the most powerful women on the planet. Supergirl, Wonder Woman, Black Canary, Powergirl, Zatanna, Starfire, Wonder Girl – the list went on. "Darkseid." All the women in the room nodded. Barbara went on. "Somehow, Darkseid has removed every man from the face of the Earth. I don't know how, using Boom Tube technology, but he's done it." "They're on Apokolips?" Powergirl asked. Barbara looked at Powergirl, the animosity between the two was well known. "No Karen, I contacted Barda on New Genesis. Wherever the men are, they aren't on Darkseid's world." Kara's blue eyes grew wide as she looked at Diana. "What can we do Barbara?" Barbara's green eyes narrowed from behind her glasses. "For now Diana, we have to be vigilant. We will have to take over, Helena and Dinah and I are going back to Gotham, we're needed there. The rest of you need to figure out where you will be most needed. Make no mistake though, this may be chaotic. The only respite is, the villains have vanished along with the heroes." There was a palpable tension in the room as the Heroines left the Watchtower. Kara was afraid, Diana held her close, wanting to protect her, to shelter her young love. Kara lay in bed with Diana, their lovemaking had calmed them both. "What in creation could he be planning Diana?" Diana kissed her softly on her lips, seeing the young girl so unsure troubled her. "I don't know love, if anyone can find out, Barbara can. I have utmost faith in her." Kara snuggled close. "And I have faith in you, darling. You've never let me down yet." "And I never will!" Diana stated firmly. "Care to prove that?" Kara giggled feistily. Diana ran her hand down Kara's smooth back. "Goddess, little one, you're insatiable." Kara turned over and kissed Diana's full, red lips. "Maybe it's my Kryptonian blood. Or maybe it's because you're so good in bed, Diana." Diana pulled her lover close again, kissed her back. The kisses grew fiercer by the minute, more demanding. Urgent in their needs, the women caressed and teased, Diana's digits moved over Kara's soft pussy. Her fingers slid in easily, her beautiful lover was always eager for lovemaking. Kara whimpered with pleasure as Diana finger-fucked her. She arched upwards, moving her cunt over Diana's probing fingers, as her clit throbbed, Diana stroked it knowingly. Their was an urgency to Kara as she moved against Diana, it wasn't like her. Was she frightened? Diana wondered if Kal's disappearance had frightened her young lover, she planned to calm her and enjoy the delights of Kara's body. Naked, magnificent in her nudity, she moved all over Kara. She tasted her lover's pussy, licked daintily at the navel on Kara's firm, soft belly. Upwards she licked to the hard cones that were Kara's firm breasts, her cotton candy nipples were erect as Diana feasted on her beautiful form. Diana's hands massaged Kara's body all over, with firm strokes, the way Diana knew pleased her baby. "Ohh Diana, my darling Diana!" Kara was purring, her voice deepening and arousing her Amazon lover. "I have to eat you Diana, I have to taste my darling, please Diana, let me love you too!" Kara cried out in passion. Diana moved her body into a `69' with Kara almost at once, she loved the way her playmate ate her. Still with that same fierce need, Kara began to eat Diana. Her tongue danced at a speed no mere mortal could accomplish – making Diana's pleasures unimaginable to almost anyone. Kara suckled Diana's hard clit, nearly biting it, Diana liked her passions somewhat rough. Their hands were fondling, grasping at each other's flesh. The caresses turned to massage, tits were being squeezed as their tongues continued to suckle at each other's cunts. By the large bed, Diana and Kara had a large chest, full of sex toys. Kara pulled out her favorite dildo, a 10 inch monster that slid easily into Diana's horny pussy. "Ohh, you fuckable little bitch, you know I love that toy!" Diana groaned. "Darned right I do!" Kara grinned from between Diana's thighs. "Why do you think I bought it?" Diana smiled with satisfaction as the fake cock slid inside of her. She'd had some real men, but no one fucked her with the love and passion of her Kara. She giggled inwardly as she thought of the pretty teen going into a Sex Shop and buying the big cock. She was glad Kara wasn't as familiar a face as she was. The big toy pistoned in and out of Diana's twat as her lover continued to lick her. Kara moved around, not minding the flood of Diana's juices that trickled on to her lapping tongue. She could stay here for hours on end, and as she and Diana had endurance beyond measure, often did. The custom-made bed groaned beneath them as Diana moved against the fucking cock. Harder and harder Kara fucked her with the rubber toy, a heat growing inside the walls of her pussy. She ached for more and the tongue and cock of her playful young lover were bringing her to the height of passion. Kara was amazing, her instincts for sex were unmatched. She pulled at Diana's soft pussy lips, pliant and yielding. Her blue eyes flashed with delight as she continued to make love to her Diana, the mistress of her heart. A fierce urgency grew inside Diana, it was her turn to please Kara. She moved away from her lover and drew her into her arms, their breasts pressed together. Soft lips met softer lips, Kara was the most beautiful thing in the world, young and delightful. "How does my baby want it?" Diana purred. "Hard and fast. Fuck me like a bitch in heat! I'm your bitch Diana, I always will be!" A few seconds later, Diana was lying on her back, Kara's favorite dildo was strapped to her hips and Kara was astride it, taking the cock deep inside her tiny blonde cunt. She fucked Diana too, the other half of the dildo was deep inside the Amazon Princess. Diana loved to watch Kara fucking herself. She had the cutest ass, some of the Paparazzi pictures of Kara even seemed to focus on it. Of course, the sexy costume she wore as Supergirl did indeed inspire a few prurient fantasies. Most of which Diana got to indulge in. As that sleek, lithe body rode the rubber cock, Diana knew she was lucky. She had the love of a beautiful girl, she had a fabulous home and she had challenges to keep any warrior inspired. Diana felt Kara's body shuddering on top of her own, the loud squeals of her impending orgasm triggering a climax within Diana. Kara fell back, slid off the sex toy and into Diana's arms again. She kissed her softly on her lips and ran her hands through Diana's raven-black tresses. "Okay, what do we do now?" Kara said, finger running along Diana's breasts. "You mean once we can move again?" Diana laughed. "Well, little one, we take things one day at a time. The lord of Apokolips has not beaten us yet!" The two lovers snuggled together and fell asleep. They would need their strength for the battles ahead. Kara and Diana Ch. 03 Author's Note: While I am aware of current continuity in the DCU, I am not going to be slavishly bound to it. Thus, my versions of Supergirl, Wonder Woman, et al are my own, although I do acknowledge a debt to the works of Jeph Loeb, Michael Turner, Jack Kirby and others. Hope you enjoy these romps as much as I enjoy writing them. * Kara Zor-el rose from the water, naked, the droplets falling off her glistening form. Ipithime handed her a robe, which she put on. The Amazons had no concepts of false modesty, Kara was quite comfortable being naked in their presence. "Did the waters help you relax, Lady Kara?" Ipithime asked. "Yes, very much. Ipithime ...?" "Yes, Lady Kara?" "Why do you keep calling me that? Lady Kara? My name is just Kara." Ipithime shook her head. "Oh no, Lady Kara. You are the loved one of Princess Diana, her chosen consort. Thus, it would be improper to call you anything but Lady Kara, Lady Kara." Kara sighed. Amazons were also well known for being stubborn, both her beloved Diana and Artemis had proven that. She decided not to fly the short distance back to the palace she shared with Diana, it was a lovely night for a walk and she needed to keep her head clear. It had been over 3 months since all the men had been taken, there were still no answers coming as to what had occurred. In some regions of the world, it had fallen into chaos, people blaming the "cursed Americans" and some of the superheroines had been forced into establishing a tenuous Martial Law. Diana herself had not stopped working on solutions, it was the Ambassador in her nature. Kara loved her for it, loved her dearly, but wished Diana would take some time for herself. The person she loved most in the world was working herself to exhaustion. She came upon Diana lost deep in conversation, she kissed her softly on the cheek and behind the ear, putting her hands on Diana's shoulder. "Diana, you have to stop now. Barbara, please, tell her she has to relax." From the other end, Barbara Gordon spoke. "She's right Diana. I've given Dinah a night off, you need to relax. Everything is under control – for now – eventually, the JLA and the JSA will get to the bottom of this. I'll talk to you later." The video-screen went blank. "Kara, dearest, I know you're concerned, but I ... " A look of steely determination came into Kara's blue eyes. "No, you listen to me, Diana. It's time for us to stop being Wonder Woman and Supergirl, superheroines, tonight I want to be Diana and Kara, lovers!" Diana stood up and pulled Kara to her, she was a fraction taller and Kara reached to kiss the woman she loved. The kiss was full of love, passion, which Kara had been missing so much lately. "Tell me, pretty girl, how did you get so smart?" Kara took Diana by the hand and began leading her to the bedchamber. "You'd be surprised what you can think of when you're inspired." Zatanna Zatara said "Sehtolc ffo!" and her garments were immediately removed, even the fishnets were hung neatly over the chair. It was a spell she'd perfected quite a while back, for getting naked in a hurry. Zatanna enjoyed her own body, she was a hedonist and not at all ashamed of it. Zatanna enjoyed the sensual arts almost as much as she enjoyed the magical ones. "Retaw No" was the command that turned on the luxurious shower in her en-suite bathroom. Normally, Zatanna liked to luxuriate in the bath, but she was feeling very aroused at the prospect of sharing her new lover and didn't want to waste a lot of time. "Ton Oot Toh!" she added as the warm water splashed over her naked form. She lathered herself good, her body already tingling at the thought of a night of passion. It had been far too long since Zatanna had shared her bed, and the playmate waiting for her there was someone she had long found very alluring. "Want some help in there?" her playmate called out from the bedroom. "No, I'm just about done!" Zatanna called out. "Lewot, yrd em ffo – yltnet!" Zatanna commanded. The soft linen towel glided over her body, she was almost purring in delight. Zatanna always surprised herself by how nicely magic could be applied to her sensual side as well. She padded naked into the bedroom and smiled at her companion, resting on the bed. "Seldnac, no. Tfos cisum, no." Jasmine-scented candles lit themselves, light music trilled into the bedroom. Zatanna sat on the bed and took her friend's hand, gently placing it on her own skin. "You're nervous?" she said to the other beautiful woman. Dinah Lance sighed, smiling a faint smile. "I am, yes. I've never been with another woman before, Zee." Zatanna placed her hands on Dinah's cheek, stroking it gently, running her hands through Dinah's long, blonde hair. "It's hard to believe the Black Canary is nervous. Don't worry Dinah, I'll make it --- oooh, I can't believe I'm saying this – magical!" Dinah laughed along with her friend. Dinah's pale blue eyes looked into Zatanna's sensual, green ones. "You've been with other women before, Zee?" A slow, satisfied smile came over Zatanna's face. On her own since she was young, Zatanna had never limited her pleasures. She'd had encounters with people she found sensual, intriguing. Men and women, even some from other dimensions, passion was something Zatanna lived for. "Yes Dinah, more than a few times. Women have a special delight men don't have. Heck, one of my male lovers once asked me to turn him into a man so he could see what he was missing." Dinah giggled. "And what happened?" Zatanna smiled again. "He's now working as a Showgirl in Vegas." Dinah sat up on her arms and stared at Zatanna. "You're kidding?" Zatanna shook her head. "Okay, I'm dying to know – have you slept with anyone I'd know?" Zatanna smiled slyly. "Oh yes, a few people." Loving gossip, Dinah wasn't going to let that go. "C'mon girl, give. I have to know, don't play coy!" Zatanna twirled a finger in Dinah's long, blonde locks. "Oh, I don't know. Okay ... well, of course, Diana!" Dinah's eyes went wide. "You did it with DIANA? Wow, how was it?" Zatanna's face took on a dreamy look. "Wonderful, better than almost anyone. Of course, the Amazons don't have prejudices against women loving women." "Who else?" "Fire." "Bea?" Zatanna nodded, so Dinah asked the question she was dying to know. "Are Brazilian women as ...?" Again, Zatanna nodded, adding "And yes Dinah, she was totally shaved down there." "Ooooh, naughty, naughty Zee. Keep going!" Zatanna smiled and kissed Dinah on the lips. She could see from Dinah's nipples under the sexy negligee she was wearing, the playful talk was getting to her. Why not keep fanning that flame? Her slender, manicured hands traced the sleekness of Dinah's body, from her arms and down her legs, she ran her fingers over the black, lacy panties that matched the negligee. Dinah was soaked. Zatanna marveled at how someone who had taken on some of the toughest combatants in the world, like Bane and Shiva, could feel so soft. She could see Dinah melting under her continued caresses, so she just kept up. "Of course, the Enchantress." "The one from the Shadowpact?" "Mmm-hmm. Oh, when she's good, she's good, but baby, when she's evil, she's TERRIFIC!" Zatanna practically purred at that. "Two women of such powerful energies sleeping together, oh Dinah, it's amazing." "Vixen." "Really?" "Yes. When she was modelling, Mari had a lot of experience with women. She may have been the most skilled, certainly, she was the most flexible." Dinah didn't doubt that for an instant, but she was getting hotter by the minute, listening to Zatanna's erotic escapades. "And Karen." "Power Girl? Why am I not surprised at that one?" "Now Dinah, you're being judgemental. Karen can be very tough, but she's hiding a lot of pain. She also can be very tender and loving and vulnerable. She's had a hard life, and she does like men. She had a boyfriend at one point, you know?" "Really? What happened?" Zatanna sighed. "I don't know, she won't talk about it. We still see each other, from time to time." "I'm glad." Dinah reached out and held Zatanna's hand. "We all need to be loved." "Yes, we do. Oooh, nearly forgot. Selina." "CATWOMAN? Migawd Zee, does Bruce know?" "No, and I promised never to tell. It was a long time ago, we were both much, much younger." Smiling a wistful smile, Zatanna knew she had to lighten the mood. "Yxes Eiregnil raeppa!" In an mere instant, a flowing white negligee covered her form, a near-perfect contrast to Dinah's own black one. "Wow. If everyone could do that, Victoria's Secret would be out of business." "Rof erus!" Zatanna said with a giggle. "How about you Dinah, no women?" Dinah smiled, sighing ever-so-slightly. "No, not even in college. Tempted, once or twice. I've noticed you at the JLA meetings, I notice your legs. You've got terrific legs." "So do you, Dinah!" "IT'S THE FISHNETS!" both women said at the same time, then broke out laughing. They hugged each other and kissed, just gently. "Ollie said it was why he noticed my legs, because of those. Men. They're distracted so easily!" "Why do you think I wear them in the show? And heels." "Well, I must admit, I like the way I look in heels." "So do I. On me and on other women. Okay, you've got to tell me. Ollie always struck me as so – rugged – he's got to be good in bed." Dinah grinned. "Oh, he is. But Hal's better." This time, Zatanna's jaw dropped. "You slept with HAL?" Dinah nodded. "Yup, a while before I hooked up with Oliver. Hal had played the field, so to speak and he was cute and I was single, so ... " Zatanna shook her head, tossing back her long, black hair. "Oh wow. Hal." "And of course, Bruce is better than either one of them." Zatanna turned to her friend and said "Oh, don't I know THAT." Both women laughed, Bruce Wayne's reputation was far from mere exaggeration. As they shared their stories, Dinah's tension melted away, vanishing easily. She let Zatanna draw her into a loving embrace, her face now close to Dinah's. Soft, full lips pressed against her own, her pulse began to race. All she could think of was the softness, the sweetness and the subtle scent of jasmine that filled the room. Zatanna lowered herself down to the bed, sitting beside her friend. The lovemaking would be exquisite, Zatanna would see to that. She stroked Dinah's face, trailing her fingertips across the Canary's skin, kissing where her fingers had just been. Dinah was so fair, so lovely, like a princess. She kissed Dinah again and her lips parted to meet Zatanna's invading tongue. Dinah sighed, it felt very nice to kiss her friend, the softness was quite alluring, in its own way. She just let herself go with the flow, Zee smelled so nice and she really was so exotically beautiful. Zatanna could see the last of Dinah's resistance fading and joined her on the bed. "Sthgil mid" she said and the room became sensual, a bit more conducive to love-play. She ran her slender hands all over Dinah's sleek frame, touching her breasts, her nipples, even stroking her ribs and the side of her body. Soft coos from the Canary let the lovely sorceress know she was pleasuring her friend a great deal. She gathered up Dinah's soft, round breasts in her hands and kissed both nipples through the lacy negligee, Dinah giggling softly as she did. She could see that Dinah found her attractive, she was paying rapt attention to Zatanna's every move, so she could return the favors later. From time to time, Dinah would run her fingertips over Zatanna's own slender frame, lightly exploring her own attractive figure. Zatanna was in no hurry, there was no rush, if they had an orgasm, they could simply have another. It was one of the bonuses of loving women sexually, she knew, one had the benefit of taking one's time. She parted the negligee and noticed Dinah had a piercing on her navel, a tiny Tweetie Bird. She kissed it gently and tugged playfully. "Gift from Babs. She dared me to have it done." Dinah smiled. Zatanna grinned. Barbara was another conquest she would have loved to make, but the woman was impossibly straight and very loyal to the man she loved. Oh well, can't win 'em all. Dinah was wriggling on the bed, satin sheets scrunched up in her hands as Zatanna continued her oral massage. Her eyes were closed, but it was evident she was enjoying Zatanna's favors very much. Zatanna's touch was feather-light as it trailed over Dinah's skin, sweet tingles where traveling throughout her entire body. It was as if Zatanna were performing yet another feat of magic, yet Dinah knew it was merely Zatanna's instinctive gift as a lover. Every touch illicited a louder, more satisfied sigh of pleasure from Dinah. "Would you like me to remove the lingerie quickly or slowly?" Zatanna smirked at her playmate. "Quickly?" "A small spell and it's gone!" "Oh. No, slowly please. I'm rather enjoying this." "Are you now? Good." The raven-haired magician began working down Dinah's body, liking the delicate scent that wafted from Dinah. Her kisses became a bit more ardent as she saw Dinah's eyes close again and her hands ball into small fists. She untied the lacy ties of the negligee, baring Dinah's breasts, topped with coral-pink nipples. Each one needed a loving kiss, so Zatanna bestowed one, then two. She let her long, black hair trail over Dinah's skin as she kissed down, down towards the hidden treasure. Sliding off Dinah's black panties, she slid them down silky, long legs. She kissed up again, from calf to inner thigh, loving that Dinah's pubis was totally bare. "You shave!" Zatanna exclaimed in delight. "Mmm-hmm." Dinah murmured. "Bottle blonde, remember?" This was true, Dinah's own natural color matched Zatanna's. For years, she'd worn wigs, but they had proved impractical. It was time for the seduction to turn into passion. Placing her lips over Dinah's pink, wet pussy, Zatanna's tongue snaked out and she began to lick. Light at first, but soon she was in there deep, tasting, feasting, devouring Dinah's sweet cunt. "Oh FUCK, that is amazing!" Dinah squealed, her body arching up on the bed. Zatanna held her own, feasting, supping on the sweet juices that were flowing from Dinah's body, using her tongue to lick and her slender, practiced fingers to stimulate, to bring Dinah a new kind of pleasure. "Eat me, oh fuck, eat ME!" Dinah yelled as a powerful climax rippled throughout her entire body. Rarely had she cum this fast, or this hard. Zee was a master of sexual arts as well. "Wow. Lemme catch my breath!" Dinah gasped, panting for air. "Oh girl, that was wonderful. Now I have to see if I can make you cum!" "Why don't you give me a massage, Dinah? I'm sure you've got wonderful hands, I can't wait to feel them on my body." Dinah nodded, reaching over and taking Zee's face in her hands, kissing her softly. She undid Zatanna's negligee, it was almost drifting away as she moved her strong, yet gentle hands all over Zatanna's form. Small circles, kneading gently, occasionally stopping to plant a kiss, or a lick, or even a love-bite. Zatanna was making a low, almost growling noise, this let Dinah know she must be doing something right. She moved on, nuzzling Zatanna's slightly-darker skin, seeing the fire in Zatanna's dark, sultry eyes. Dinah probed and explored, intent on making the most of this new experience. Zatanna had told her just to trust her instincts, so she was doing precisely that. She removed the white panties Zatanna was wearing, unlike herself, Zee had a little "landing strip." "I let some of my lovers shave me" Zatanna explained. "It can be quite sensual and erotic." "Maybe we can try that – later" Dinah replied and went for it. She put her face into Zatanna's pussy and began to eat her out, just passionately devour the younger woman. Not quite as adept as Zatanna, Dinah made up for it with a savage, ferocious approach to lovemaking that Zatanna found incredibly erotic. "Oh God, Dinah lover, that is just so .... fuck, that's ... " Zatanna found herself at a loss for words as Dinah continued her oral pursuits. Dinah's tongue was in deep, her hesitating a thing of the past. She was fully committed to the sexy passion she was enjoying with the seductive enchantress. While not a full-time lesbian, Zatanna knew full well she could have swung that way, she knew it was now inherent in Dinah's makeup as well. She hoped this would not be a one-time thing, but if it was, she knew it would be a memory she would cherish. Having her friend bring her such bliss was a rare gift. "Lick, lick, lap, lap, slurp" went Dinah's tongue as she tasted her first pussy. It was nothing like she expected, somewhat spicy, the fluid viscous, not altogether unpleasant. She hoped she and Zee could try this again, with no men around, this was a wonderful way to distract oneself. "Dinah, darling, baby, stop, oh please, stop!" Zatanna squealed. Dinah sat up, face gleaming with juices. "What's wrong, was I ...?" "Oh Gods, nothing wrong at all! I just thought you might like to try a little of what the French call soixante-neuf?" Dinah knew what that meant, and she swung her body around. Again, she felt the exquisite pleasure of Zatanna's tongue swabbing her cunt and again, she put her face into the sweet, lovely pussy she had come to enjoy. She felt Zatanna's nails raking across her inner thighs, raising goosebumps, so she fingered Zatanna's clit in response. The little squirm her new lover made informed Dinah that had been a smart move. Dinah was glad she was open-minded, or she might have missed out on this wonderfully erotic, exotic, exciting time. Her body responded to every caress, kiss and lick that Zatanna gave, in return, she tried to bring her friend to equal heights of joy. She hoped that she was returning, in some small measure, a bit of the passion she was feeling. The sweet kisses of tongue-to-pussy continued for well over an hour, until both women collapsed, utterly exhausted, bodies glistening from the glow of their lovemaking. "Eniw dna sessalg, won!" Zee commanded, and a beautiful bottle of wine and crystal goblets appeared at the bedside. Zatanna poured a glass for Dinah, one for herself, clinking them together in a toast. "Here's to – trying new things!" she said with a giggle. "Here's to – seconds?" Dinah asked with a slightly raised eyebrow. For that evening, and a few more to follow, the crisis outside was forgotten. The cares of the world were set aside, in a wave of steamy, intense erotic bliss.