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I Wish I May, I Wish I Might	By : auntfanny Category: +1 through F > Dungeons and Dragons Views: 3871 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Diana reached out a hand to pull Hank up to his feet. ‘Come on.’

Hank rose, and grudgingly allowed her to guide him into position, right in front of Eric.

‘Aw, we’re not gonna do what he wants us to do, are we?’

‘Yes,’ smiled Diana as she ran her hands right down his chest, to his hard, hot cock. ‘But since the cat’s got his tongue, we’re gonna have to
decide amongst ourselves what it is that he wants us to do.’

‘Oh.’ Hank grinned wickedly at Eric, who just sighed. ‘Well, I think he’s perfectly aware of how superfluous he is here by now.’

‘You think?’ Diana began to gently masturbate Hank’s erection at Eric’s eye level, watching the dark boy’s face. ‘You think he’d be happy just to watch?’

Hank squeezed one of Diana’s breasts tenderly with one hand, and began to tickle lightly between her legs with the other. ‘I think he’d be grateful. He doesn’t really deserve it, you know.’ He briefly withdrew the hand that was teasing the lips of Diana’s mound, and slapped Eric lightly across the cheek with it. ‘Do you?’

Eric gasped slightly, and Hank, smiling, returned his hand to where it had been, this time sliding a finger into the soft warmth within her vulva, quickly finding her clitoris and tickling again. Diana sighed herself at the sensation, kissing Hank’s neck and shoulder. Even though she hated to, she stopped Hank’s hand. She wanted this to last to the end, and she still had a Hell of a lot of cock to get through. She kissed down Hank’s chest, dropping to her knees.

‘I think,’ she whispered, ‘there’s something else he might like to see.’

‘Oh, you do, huh?’ grinned Hank.

Locking eyes with Eric, she kissed the smooth, hot head of Hank’s penis, hearing him gasp above her. He gasped again as she licked twice up and down its length, and when she took him between her voluptuous lips, he actually let out a loud cry.

‘Oh God! Oh My God!!!’

She knew that he wasn’t coming yet - she could only taste a tiny amount of pre-cum, and his balls were only just starting to tighten - but it sounded as though he was. She took the entirety of his cock into her mouth and curled her tongue up to flick across its head, and his cry grew louder.

‘Oh Sweet Jesus!’ His hands, flailing, caught Eric’s hair instead of Diana’s, and tugged at it. ‘Oh, Eric, you gotta try this!’

‘...mmnuh...’

Diana glanced across at Eric again. That small moan had been the first real sound he had made since he had kissed her. His eyes were alive, though. There was so much jealousy in them... not a hurt, or an anger, but a desperate, aching want. She brought the wet penis out of her mouth, but continued to lap at the shaft as she spoke. ‘You think he wants to get involved?’

‘Probably...’ croaked Hank through his bliss, ‘...should give him the opportunity at least... horny little fucker.’

Diana stopped, looking up at Hank in surprise. ‘Hank... did you just swear?’

‘What? You’ve just watched me kiss a guy, strip him and tie him up, and now I’m standing here with you sucking my cock and what shocks you is that I know the Eff Word?’

Diana pulled Hank down to the floor, sitting him down so that she was sandwiched between him and Eric again. ‘I’ve just never heard you say it before. I kinda like it.’ She leaned her face down to his erection once more. ‘Say it again.’

‘Fuck,’ said Hank as she resumed the sucking, ‘Fuck! Fuck, Bastard, Shit, Cunt, Fuck!

Diana laughed into his cock as he swore for her, the vibrations only causing to shout out even louder. Hank drowned out Eric’s short, desperate breaths, but Diana hadn’t forgotten him. As she buried her face into Hank’s groin, she used her strong, gymnast’s legs to push her backside up into the air to the height of Eric’s head, shuffling her feet across a little to spread herself in front of him. She felt his hot breath against her open vulva, then his teeth gently nibbling the fat lips of her genitals again. She found herself getting into a sort of rhythm, his teeth chewing at the same tempo as her sucks upon Hank. The long, fast lick across the whole length of her pussy came as a surprise to her. She found herself gasping as he did it again. She felt the point of his tongue tickle her clitoris briefly, before sliding along the warm wetness of her to play around the entrance of her vagina. Just as she was beginning to enjoy the teasing sensation, he made another sudden movement, plunging the whole of his tongue into her. She squealed a little, which also caused Hank to loudly blaspheme again. Feeling his lips on hers, she amazed at quite how powerful his tongue could be, and how hard he could make it. Sliding in and out of her now, flicking and curling against the walls of her cunt, it felt like a little prehensile penis, fucking her.

The realisation dawned - he WAS fucking her! What appendage it was with was neither here nor there, he had gotten in first. Despite being bound, despite being submissive, the little bastard had found a way to get in before Hank! She was glad - it meant that somewhere deep down beneath the passive surface, the petulant Prima Donna that she had grudgingly grown to adore was still there, jealously coveting her. She rolled her hips against his face, fucking him back, using his tongue as she would his dick. So distracted was she by what was going on behind her that it took her a moment to notice that Hank was telling her to stop.

She moved her mouth away from his cock, kissing at his muscular stomach instead.

‘What’s the matter, Baby?’

‘I want to taste you.’ He reached up, grabbing her sides and turning her around on all fours.

Eric sighed slightly in protest as the upturned pussy was taken out of his reach, but fell silent once more as Diana tuned to face him, and began running her tongue teasingly over the sensitive line that ran from his hips down to his groin.

Hank, behind her now, took her hips tightly in both hands and lowered her down onto his mouth. She closed her eyes as Hank lightly kissed her clitoris, and mirrored the action on the tip of Eric’s penis.

‘...gnnnh...’

She felt his cock twitch as he stifled a moan at the feather-light sensation upon his as-yet untouched erection. Hank flicked his tongue over her clitoris, and she copied the motion on Eric again, and again, and again until Hank was lapping at her sensitive bump rhythmically, and she took the whole of the bound boy’s cock into her mouth, sucking and running her tongue up and down its shaft, matching Hank’s speed.

‘...hhhahh...’

Diana opened her eyes, glancing up at Eric. He had thrown his head back, his mouth falling open, making tiny, wordless, helpless little moans and gasps.

She didn’t have to gyrate her groin against Hank’s tongue - he had taken her buttocks in his hands and was moving her at the speed he wanted, squeezing and parting the cheeks of her posterior as he did. As his hands kneaded closer and closer to the parted opening, a wicked idea crossed his mind. He quickly brought a hand down to his mouth, sucking his little finger, then sent it back up to her backside as he continued to lick her out.

She was just thinking about changing positions again when she felt it - the warm, wet gentle pressure on the entrance to her anus. She gasped, surprised, causing Eric to groan again and Hank to jerk the finger away from the sensitive opening, sheepishly. But Diana muttered a full-mouthed complaint at the absence of the interesting new sensation, and he returned the finger. She squirmed a little, concentrating on the feeling. It was strange, but nicely so, having both ends of her now soaking wet privates gently teased. It wasn’t intrusive at all, but enjoyably intimate. Still sucking Eric, she licked one of her own fingers and, reaching between his helpless thighs, pushed between his buttocks, copying the same tickling motion on the captive boy that was being performed on her as she cupped his testicles in her open palm.

‘Nnyahh!!!’

Eric rolled his head further back, crying out as though in pain. Diana continued sucking and fingering him as he twitched and wriggled ineffectually. She was content that, if he really didn’t like it, he had plenty of opportunity to let her know. She began to rub his balls with her thumb, and with her free hand she reached down to the Ranger beneath her, quickly finding his hard cock and stroking it at the same rhythm that he was setting with his tongue.

She could feel the blood beginning to pool in her spit slicked pussy, felt her muscles begin to contract inside of her. She was sure that if this carried on for much longer, she would certainly orgasm against her friend’s skilled tongue. As good as that would be, she wanted those cocks... wanted to feel their hot hardness deep in her cunt while she was still full of need.

She pulled away from the two young men and sat aside from them, concentrating on steadying her breathing. Hank crawled up to meet her, kissing the back of her neck as they both looked up at the trapped Cavalier. His body, still stretched out on display in the shaft of light, now glistened with sweat and spit. Patterns of shine and shade shifted over him as he twisted against his bonds and heaved with the need to be touched again.

‘I think he wants us to let him go,’ whispered Diana to Hank. She reached out a finger and stroked a line down the centre of Eric’s chest, from
throat to naval, watching him writhe at the touch.

‘No.’ Hank nuzzled at Diana’s ear, cupping a breast. ‘if he wanted that, then he’d be asking... begging us. He knows he’s not worthy.’ He caught
Diana’s hand, and held it back from touching Eric. ‘He knows that the right thing to do is just to stay there, quietly, and watch me fuck you ‘til you scream.’

Diana grinned up at Eric. ‘That doesn’t sound like him.’

Hank shrugged, finding her clitoris with his fingers again and teasing it once more. ‘Ask him yourself.’

Eric looked back at her, gazing into her eyes as Hank masturbated her, noting her sudden gasp of delight as the Blond pushed a finger deep into her pussy.

‘...let me go...’ he whispered.

But she’d stopped looking at him. She wasn’t paying him attention any more. She had become entirely consumed by the sensation of the strong finger that was working her inside. She had to fuck. She had to fuck right away.

‘...Let me go...’ he repeated, louder, but still to no avail. Diana had rolled onto her back, bringing Hank down with her, kissing him deeply, grabbing his cock and pulling it towards her splayed crotch.

‘Wait,’ sighed Hank, and rolled her over on top of him. He took hold of her buttocks and manoeuvred her so that she was sitting on the tops of his thighs, astride him. He gazed up into her dark eyes. ‘I want you to ride me, Diana. Tame me.’

She laughed slightly, then knelt up, pulling his cock into position so that its head rested just inside the entrance to her vagina.

‘Hi Ho Silver,’ she murmured.

At that, she lowered herself slowly, gracefully, onto his erection, arching her back and gasping as she felt the hot, hard flesh fill her, intimately.

‘Let me go!’ insisted the voice behind her.

‘Ooohhhh...’ sighed Diana. She began to rock against the hardness inside her.

‘Let me go! Please!’

Hank released her backside, letting her take the pace, caressing her plump breasts instead. ‘Fucking Hell, this is so good.’

‘Please?’

‘Hmmmm...’ agreed Diana, increasing her gyrations, still oblivious to Eric’s protestations.

‘Oh for the love of...’

There was a brief grunt of effort from behind Diana, which she barely noticed. The first moment she knew that Eric had freed himself was when she felt the lips at her ear, and the fingers at her exposed clitoris.

She turned her head to his, but he didn’t meet her gaze. He was staring down at her pussy as his fingers played over it and Hank’s thick cock slid in and out of its hot depths. She could feel his own erection pressing and rubbing against her back. He bit at her earlobe, increasing the pressure on her clitoris with one hand and running the other over the conjoined bodies before him, barely caring whose toned flesh it was he touched.

‘...please,’ he whispered hoarsely into her ear as she rocked against both boys, ‘please, Diana. I need you. Please. Let me fuck you.’

Diana bit her lip, screwing up her eyes blissfully as Hank’s big cock and Eric’s clever fingers brought her closer and closer to the edge.

She felt herself contract around Hank, making him cry out more obscenities.

‘Oh Fuck! What a beautiful cunt!’

‘Please, Diana.’

‘Shit!’

‘Please!’

That was it. Hank cursing and Eric begging. That was what tipped her. She felt the wave rise up within her and crash back down all over her writhing pussy. The tide of hot pleasure, centred at her clitoris, shot up through her body, tensing every muscle, filling her lungs with a great, wordless scream of joy.

She slowed to a stop, taking Eric’s hands in hers. She had cum, but there was still excitement in her pussy. She had at least one more, and since
Eric had asked so nicely...

‘No!’ Hank grabbed her thighs with both hands, staring up at her, desperately. ‘Don’t stop now!’

He was still heaving, and as she dismounted him, she saw that his cock was still rock hard, his balls still tight.

‘You haven’t cum yet?’

Hank shook his head, gasping. Diana tried to reach down and kiss him, but Eric pulled her back.

‘Maybe we can tie him up.’

Hank scowled at Eric. ‘Found your tongue at last, I see.’

Diana stroked Eric’s head behind her. ‘Well, maybe he can put it to good use.’

She slipped from his grasp and rolled to her back beside Hank, her legs invitingly open before Eric. Eric grinned and leaned his head towards the spread lips of her pussy, but she lashed out a leg and stopped him with a foot on his shoulder.

‘That’s not what I meant.’

Eric looked up at her. ‘Huh?’

‘Tell me more about this crush,’ teased Diana, gently guiding the unspent Blond by her side to kneel over her head.

Eric struggled to move in on Diana as she brought Hank’s cock down into her mouth, but she continued to hold him away, pushing against him with both feet. He sighed, defeated, transfixed by the incredible, voluptuous body that he’d wanted for so long, lying ready for him, forbidding him to spill his seed until he’d spilled his soul.

‘It’s not just a crush, Diana. It won’t go away. It’s a need that’s been with me for years, and I think it always will.’ Eric was aware that the others were both looking at him, although his admission hadn’t stopped Diana’s tending to Hank’s hard cock, or persuaded her to release his shoulders. ‘It’s always been you. Every wet dream, every time I touch myself... I close my eyes and stroke myself into oblivion and wish that it’s your hand, or your mouth, or your...’

Diana relaxed her legs, but kept her feet on his shoulders. Eric grabbed her ankles, sliding them over his shoulders and fell into her. She reached up and stroked his hair in encouragement as he found her wet, waiting cunt with the head of his cock and plunged his entire length inside.
Diana groaned as Eric began to thrust hard inside her, creating vibrations around Hank’s cock that brought him to the cusp of climax.

‘Diana...’ the boys whispered together, both clutching at her breasts.

‘I wanna cum here...’ added Hank, squeezing her cleavage together.

As an answer, Diana took the base of Hank’s penis between her fingers, about to move it between her breasts. The extra pressure on his cock sent Hank into the spams of ecstasy that he had been holding off for so long. He threw his head hard down against his chest, growling animalistically as he began to spurt the hot jets of semen into Diana’s mouth. Undeterred, Diana still speedily guided his exploding cock to the valley of her breasts and Eric squeezed the soft flesh around him as he continued to jerk uncontrollably.
Hank raised his head, finally spent, and found himself looking at Eric, enthusiastically thrusting between Diana’s raised knees.

‘D’you mind?’ the dark youth managed to gasp through his efforts.

Hank dismounted Diana, looking down at the thick pool of spunk he had left on her chest, trailing off to her pouting lips.

‘...Made a mess...’ he muttered apologetically

‘S’good...’ mumbled Diana, thickly. It was obvious from the way she spoke that she still held his semen in her mouth.

Hank stared as Eric, accelerating his gyrations, leaned across to Diana and kissed her lightly on the lips. His mouth fell open in shock as the darker boy then lowered his head and licked along the sticky river between her breasts. Hank gazed, agog, from one rutting teen to the other as both grinned at one another, their mouths both now full of his semen and, simultaneously, swallowed.

‘You dirty bastard!’

Eric didn’t answer, but increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts further, each time bringing his penis all but centimetres out of Diana’s soft passage, then slamming it home, gasping out little cries every time he did so. Hank tried pulling at Eric’s hair, but that wasn’t going to stop him now.

‘You dirty, dirty...’

Just as Eric plunged himself deeply into Diana once again, Hank met his buttock with a quick, sharp slap.
Eric screamed. He stopped pounding at Diana and grasped at her, pulling himself as far into her as he possibly could, trembling with the force of his orgasm. Diana began to shake, too, wrapping arms and legs around the slim youth, cumming with a quiet intensity, whispering his name into his ear as he helplessly fought for breath.

They fell apart, eventually, and lay, shivering and sweaty and sticky on the floor of the cave. Eric wrapped his arms around Diana, as did Hank as he lay down to join them.

Diana put her arms around both boys’ shoulders and watched their pale limbs intertwining around her dark body. As she watched, she saw one of the many fair hands slip down to her crotch once more. As a finger brushed her clitoris, she felt a familiar leap within herself. She still wasn’t done. More hands moved down to her pussy, and began rhythmically massaging her clitoris, as well as sliding a couple of fingers - she had no idea whether they were from the same hand - up into her vagina. She looked up into the darkness above her as she enjoyed the sensation of being gently masturbated by the both of them.

‘Oh,’ she gasped as they increased their speed, ‘I do love you both so much.’

‘That’s funny,’ muttered Hank into her ear, ‘because we both can’t stand you.’

‘You’re just so hideous,’ added Eric with a smile.

‘I mean it,’ she gasped, ignoring their jokes. ‘This is the best wish I could have. Better than home. Better than Kosar.’

‘Who the fuck is Kosar?’ prompted Eric.

‘Exactly,’ grinned Diana, twitching as the new orgasm began to slowly build. ‘He’s nobody. He’s forgotten.’

‘He was an idiot, Diana,’ whispered Hank into her ear, ‘no sane person would ever let somebody like you go.’

‘Hahhhh...’ something very big was building up in her clitoris. She could feel it mounting up.

‘You’re a fucking Goddess, Diana.’ She had no idea who was even talking any more.

‘You’re a Goddess, and we love you.’

‘Hhhhaaaaahhhh....’

‘We love you, Diana.’

‘Diana.’

The orgasm exploded all over her body at the same time, tensing her abdominal muscles so much that she curled up off the ground, unable to make a sound, unable to breathe as her entire being spasmed. Her mouth gaped, and she could feel tears squeezing out from under her clenched eyelids. The only place that wasn’t throbbing with blood was her head, and she felt as though she was about to faint at any second as the four hands coaxed the intense orgasm out of her body. She was only able to release the pent-up cry as the contractions left her, and she collapsed, panting, to the ground.

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They lay like that for several minutes, in silence.

It was Eric who spoke first. ‘That. Was. Un. Fucking. Believable.’

Hank nodded in agreement. ‘We are definitely coming back here for my Birthday.’

‘Is Sheila invited?’ asked Eric, optimistically.

‘Yeah, but you’re not, you little pervert.’

Eric sat up, irritably. ‘Who’s a pervert? Who tied who up, who spanked who?’

Hank propped himself up on his elbows. ‘Aw, c’mon. You just loved being the Bitch.’

‘I was not the Bitch!’ Eric scratched his head. ‘Besides, that was probably the Well’s doing.’

‘Whatever it was,’ said Diana from the ground, ‘anything that shuts you up for a good half hour is nothing to be sniffed at.’

‘Very funny.’

Hank stood, stretching. ‘We oughta find our clothes and get back. The others’ll be wondering what happened to us.’

Diana sat up, sighing.
*Guess the Goody-Two-Shoes is back, then.*

Eric passed her one of her boots, which she accepted with a smile. ‘Hey. Uh... thanks for this, you guys.’

‘Don’t mention it,’ grinned Hank, pulling his leggings back on.

‘Sure.’ Diana stood, and started searching for her bikini.

‘I mean it,’ added Hank, more seriously. ‘Don’t mention it at all. The others would flip.’

Diana caught Eric’s gaze as she handed him his shirt, and he rolled his eyes at Hank.

Dressing became easier once Hank located his bow and drew back a bolt of light.

‘Come on then, you guys,’ he said, and began to lead the way out.

Eric and Diana trailed behind him, combing their hair back into shape with their fingers.

‘So,’ smiled Eric, ‘do you think that this’ll ever happen again?’

‘That all depends on how likely we are to find another Cave of Wishes lying around, doesn’t it?’

Eric leaned in to her and whispered. ‘What about if we drop the Boy Scout? Is there room in your fantasies for just you and me?’

Their voices started to fade from the cave as Diana changed the subject.

‘Is it really me you think about? Every time you... y’know...’

‘Make Baby Jesus Cry? Most of the time it’s you, yeah. Sometimes it’s Catwoman.... Sometimes it’s you and Catwoman...’

‘That’s stupid.’

‘No it’s not. See, you’re at the Diamond Museum when one of Catwoman’s heists goes wrong, so she has to take you as a hostage...’

‘...no, I meant...’

And their voices disappeared into the empty blackness of the cave, the cave that knew it really had chosen the right wish after all.

THE END
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