Tomboy: The Big Leagues (Chapter 10) (Patreon)

Tomboy: The Big Leagues

FEM Fighters Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 10

Vixen squirmed, her body alive with all manner of sexy sensations as Eddie sat behind her on the bike, his bold hands enjoying her body without shame. She rode topless, with one of his hands fondling her tits at all times. She loved the way he pinched, pulled, and rolled her nipples so painfully hard between two fingers. Eddie had her insides quivering, so hot and mushy.

“Turn left at the next intersection,” Eddie said.

She eased up on the gas, slowing down as they approached that suburban crossroads. Vixen down-shifted with her foot, and made the turn without braking. Then she hit the gas again, whipping onto that dark residential street. Eddie pointed at a brightly lit house in the middle of the block.

“Park behind the house.”

The Asian beauty gave a single nod as she turned onto the driveway. There were cars aplenty filling the driveway, so she drove off onto the lawn and bypassed them. The garage was detached and all the way at the back of the lot. She turned into the backyard to find Puma’s yellow and black motorcycle already there. It looked battered.

As soon as she killed the engine and leaned back, Eddie yanked her long black hair, and claimed her lips in a long, demanding kiss.

“Who is your master, Vixen?”

“You are my master,” she replied without hesitation or emotion.

“Who do you obey?”

“I obey you, Master,” she said.

“Who do you fuck?”

“I fuck who you tell me to fuck, Master.”

“I love hypnotized heroine bitches,” Eddie said proudly, and kissed her again. His hands were all over her high, proud tits. Vixen just relaxed and let him have his way. “Come on, Vix. I captured you, so I get first fuck.”

Eddie took Vixen by the hand and led her through the back door. She followed obediently, pulled along faster than she’d normally walk in five-inch stilettos, so her steps were louder than normal on the hardwood floor, while her tits jostled and bounced. She keenly felt the AC on her naked skin and breasts, her nipples already hard and erect. Her waist-length silky hair bounced with every step as well, sensuously caressing her back and shoulders.

They entered through the kitchen, where a few men were drinking beer and talking. The other men looked her over with hard-bitten eyes, but she noticed the lust and appreciation were thick, too. And they all got quite an eyeful. Eddie didn’t stop to chat, but led her through the dining room, and then the living room.

Even so, Vixen did a double-take when she spotted Puma bouncing up and down on a big black guy’s cock. Then she recognized that man as Andre Garrett. All Puma wore were her bright yellow mask and boots. And then all of Vixen’s attention focused on going up the stairs in heels, still being pulled along insistently.

Eddie took her straight into a bedroom and closed the door. She looked at the bed. Queen-sized, rumpled. Did he ever make it? There was a small chest of drawers, a closed closet door, and nothing else but piles of dirty clothes on the floor, atop the dresser, and even some on the bed.

“Give me your FEM Belt and Power Bracers,” he commanded. Vixen obeyed without a second thought, handing them over. He grinned with wicked glee. “Strip. Leave the mask, gloves, and boots on.”

With the long-sleeved leotard already bunched around her waist, Vixen just had to wiggle her hips as she pushed it over their sweet roundness. She soon pushed the leotard to the floor, and stepped out of it. Left it on the floor.

“My God, you are sobeautiful,” Eddie whispered.

He wrapped her up in his arms, claiming her lips in a deep, lingering kiss. Then he pushed her straight back onto the bed. Eddie pushed her knees wide, and buried his face between her thighs. Vixen gasped, and began to writhe as her head rocked back and forth.

Eddie ate her out with relish, sending the most amazing waves of pleasure washing through her overheated body. The warm tingles in her belly turned fluttery hot in no time, making her back bow as her gloved hands clutched his hair. Vixen ground her pussy into his wonderful mouth, doing everything she could to get off.

“Yes, Master. Yes!” she cried, feeling that rush to climax wash through her. Intense pleasure erupted deep within, rippling through to every corner of her being. “Aaaggggh!”

Her shapely body convulsed over and over in pleasure, while Eddie moved above her quickly. Sliding in between her long legs, he kissed his way up her spectacular body. Her lover-cum-kidnapper spent a few minutes kissing and sucking on her tits and nipples, before he rose up and guided his erection straight to her pussy.

Vixen’s breath caught, eyes widened. She sucked on her lip as he pushed past her fleshy, sensitive nether lips, right up to her entrance. He grinned.

“I’ve wanted to nail you since the first day you strutted so sexily into Dallas as a super heroine, Vixen,” Eddie said, voice low and drenched with lust. “Wishes do come true.”

Her jaw dropped as she watched Eddie’s long, thick cock suddenly thrust forward, sliding deep into her body. Vixen’s eyes rolled up as her body responded to that penetration, stretching her little hole out to the max. She clutched at him, knees coming up, back bowing, as she stared incredulously into his victorious face.

“Oooooooh,” she sighed.

“Liked that, didn’t ya?”

“Yes, Master. Feels so good,” she whispered, eyes closing and head starting to rock. “Oooooh.”

That was when Eddie grabbed her wrists, and held them down to either side of her head as he thrust into her hot wetness. She bucked and writhed, crying out in pleasure. Vixen proved a helluva ride. He forced her to come three more times before he unleashed his lust, coming deep inside her amazing body.

Eddie pulled the quivering gasping beauty off the bed, forced her to kneel before him, and held up his semi-flaccid cock.

“Clean it,” Eddie demanded. “Lick it clean, Vixen.”

“Yes, Master,” she gasped out, still panting.

Vixen licked and sucked him completely clean, and in doing so got Eddie rock hard again. Soon, she was bobbing up and down his shaft, one hand fondling his dangling balls. The gorgeous Asian heroine quickly brought him to a head, rewarded with a mouthful of hot cum.

“Mmmgh,” she moaned, swallowing every drop without being told.

“Yeah, Vix, I think we’re going to enjoy owning you body and soul,” he sneered. “And pussy.”

“Yes, Master.”

Eddie ordered Vixen back downstairs. She wasn’t given a chance to clean up or anything. His cum began to dribble down her left inner thigh by the time she reached the stairs. The sound of her stilettos on the hardwood steps drew everyone’s eyes. They looked eager to make her acquaintance.

Andre pushed Puma forward. The beautiful African-American FEM Fighter met Vixen halfway across the living room. The busty Asian opened her arms for a hug, but Puma went in for the kiss. And notwe’re-friends-and-associates kinda kissing. It was a full-on, let’s-get-it-on kiss. Their large, naked tits pressed together, bellies rubbing, all while they shared an amazing lipstick kiss. Both vanquished FEM Fighters quickly got into it, their hands beginning to roam across each other’s curves.

Before she knew it, Vixen found herself on her knees, face-to-face with a kneeling Puma. She noticed men moving in closer, so expected both of them would quickly be pulled apart to give blowjobs all around. Maybe that’s what the men intended, but Puma changed everything.

“Lay back, and lift your right leg,” Puma commanded.

Vixen obeyed, lifting her right blue thigh-booted leg straight up. Then Puma moved up close, straddled Vixen’s left leg, and pressed her pussy against Vixen’s. And started to rub. Both women moaned, as their eyes closed and Puma started licking Vixen’s right thigh boot.

“Fuck this shit,” a young man said.

He dropped down to kneel over Vixen’s face. He made her lay back, and then thrust his cock into her mouth. His hot, sweaty nutsack slapped her across the nose over and over as he thrust.

“Ha ha, Chase lost it,” Eddie laughed. “Fuck that hot little mouth, my man.”

Another man moved up next to them, and pulled Puma’s face over. She opened wide and swallowed his cock without a second thought. Both women gave multiple blowjobs while tribbing for several long, wonderful moments, before Andre pulled Vixen away.

He laid on the floor, completely naked. Vixen looked at his monster cock, standing at attention before her.

“Mount up, Vixen,” Andre commanded. “Ride me.”

“Yes, Master,” she replied.

Vixen straddled the big black man, guided his cock to her pussy, and impaled herself. He was by far the biggest of the men in the room. She groaned as he stretched her out. It hurt so good. He was so big, it took a few minutes to get him fully sheathed, and then she really started bouncing up and down. That’s when another man came up behind her, pulled her butt cheeks wide, and pressed his cock against her anus.

“Ready or not, Vix, Backdoor Joe coming for a visit,” he sneered in her ear.

“Uggggh!” she cried, eyes huge he thrust into her, penetrating so deep. “Ugggh!”

“It’s called double-penetration, baby,” Andre said. “Get used to it. There are a lot of men here, and a lot of dick to go around.”

Vixen stared into space incredulously. She’d never felt so filled up in her life. It felt like they were both banging the same hole. And then a third man came up, his erection poking her in the face.

“Suck it, girl,” he commanded.

Staring up at him with overwhelmed eyes, Vixen took his dick in hand, and went down on him. She fucked all three men at once, not realizing the party was just getting started.