Valentine's Day Special Harem (Part 1)

A Valentine's Day Special for all my Patreons! I hope you all enjoy and have a lovely day! FYI there is a word count limit on Webnovel hence why I have to post in two parts. This is a long one!

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You were you. Some guy, maybe with a job, maybe at school, maybe both.

Today was Valentine's Day. You thought you were going to up in your home. You thought it was going to be like any other Valentine's Day.

It was not.

No, today, you were chosen for something special.

"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey!" The voice was high-pitched, playful, and unmistakable. Your eyes fluttered open, and there she was—Harley Quinn, straddling you, her crimson lips curled into a mischievous grin. "Surprise, sugar! Happy Valentine's Day!"

You blinked, disoriented. This can't be real. You were in your bed, but Harley Quinn—a fictional character—was very much alive and sitting on your lap, her thighs parallel to your hips. Her white and red crop top clung to her huge tits and her fishnet stockings brushed against your skin. Her blue and pink pigtails were a classic and instantly recognizable. Her gloved hands pressing into your chest.

"What the—" you started, but she cut you off with a finger to your lips.

"Shhh, don't ruin the fantasy, big guy," she purred. "Today's Valentine's Day, and this is your gift. Me. All of me. And you can do anything you want with me." She winked, her painted lips parting in a devilish smile.

Your heart raced, your mind struggling to catch up. Fantasy? Gift? This has to be a dream. But the weight of her on your lap, the heat of her body, the way her hips rolled ever so slightly against yours—it all felt too real. And then you felt it. Your cock, trapped snugly between her ass cheeks, throbbed with every tiny movement she made.

"That's right," she cooed, leaning back slightly, her hands sliding down your chest. "I can feel you, baby. All hard and ready for me. You want me, don't you? Say it."

"I—I do," you stammered, your voice thick with desire.

"Good boy," she teased. Your cock was between those pale, peachy ass cheeks. "Now let's see what we can do with this big, bad toy of yours."

She didn't wait for a response. In one fluid motion, she reached back and slammed down on you. All of a sudden, you were inside the freakiest pussy ever. It was tight, it was wet, it was loose, and it squeezed the life out of you.

"Mmm, you like that?" Harley asked in a throaty purr as she rocked back and forth. "Feels good, huh? Bet you never thought you'd get to have this."

You groaned, your hands instinctively gripping her hips. She was warm, wet, and so fucking tight. Every movement sent shocks of pleasure through your balls. Your dick and balls felt like they were one with how she was just slamming down on you.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

"Hehe~! Hahaha~! That's it! Nnngh, soo good~! That's a good dick! That's a good dick!"

You muttered her name. You held those hips tightly. Holy fuuuck! Harley Quinn's pussy was as great as you imagined.

"That's right, sugar." Harley grinned and tilted her head back as she increased the pace. "Say my name. Tell me how good I feel!" She was a woman on a mission, her hips slamming with a rhythm that was erratic and intoxicating. Her moans filled the room, loud and uninhibited, as if she didn't care who heard her.

"Yes, yes, yesssss! That's it! This is the cock I've been waiting for!" A gasp and a woman. Suddenly, she tightened and her face came riiight up to yours. "Haaah~! Y-you! You're making me cum! You're making me orgasm!"

That beautiful face of hers, wild and thrilled, changed from the climax. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out. She looked absolutely drunk from sex and you loved it. You started throwing your hips up. Wham, wham, wham! 

Harley fell down, boobs flat on your chest. She grinned, eyes rolling back further and further "CUMMMIING~!"

"Harley, fuck, you're—you're incredible!"

"D-damn right I am." Pulling herself up and panting, the clown girl grinned and laughed. "But don't think you're off the hook yet, big guy. I'm just getting started."

She lifted herself off your cock and twisted her torso. Ooh, now her ass was in front of your and you immediately went to spank it. Harley huffed in that hot, slutty way. A hand went down and grabbed your cock. You felt the slick heat of her pussy again as she positioned you at her entrance. 

"Ready?" 

"More than ready," you replied.

"Good," she said, her smirk widening. "Let's see if you can keep up. I'm gonna ride you like a cowgirl, baby!"

With that, she lowered herself onto you, inch by glorious inch. She was tight, her walls gripping you like a vice. She let out a long, shuddering moan as she took you all the way in, her head falling back.

She…she didn't slam down on you. A bit anticlimactic, admittedly. You thought she was going to go ham on you. Fuck the living shit of you. But no.

Harley gasped. This was more than wild sex. The way she looked over her shoulder, the way she bit her lips.

Oh.

She loved you.

She was in love with you.

"Fuck, you're big," Harley gasped, her voice trembling. "So fucking big. Bet you could make me scream, huh?"

She wanted your dick badly—and more than that, she wanted your love. Understanding that, you grabbed her ass cheeks, drawing circles with your fingers. What a thicc girl!

"I'll do more than that."

"Promises, promises," she taunted, her hips beginning to move, slowly at first, then faster, harder. She was a wild thing. "Haaah~! Haaah~! Yes, yes, yes! Cumming agaaiiiin~! Heehehe~! I'm cumming agaaiiin~!" She rode you like a woman possessed, her moans growing louder, more desperate.

But she held back. She wanted you to take over.

CLAP—! 

So you did.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Reverse cowgirl was the best way to see a woman's ass jiggle and clap. The best angle to see your cock get swallowed by her pussy. 

"YES, YES YES, YESSSS~! YOU'RE FUCKING ME PROPERLY! YOU'RE FUCKING ME SOOO DEEEP~! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR FUCKING COOOCCCK~!" 

You could feel the tension building inside you, the pressure threatening to explode. But you didn't want it to end, not yet. You forced yourself to hold back, to focus on her, on the way her body was slowly submitting, the way she moaned your name, over and over again.

"You're so fucking good," she whimpered, her hips slamming down on you with renewed vigor. "I can't—I can't take it. I'm gonna—oh, fuck!" Her body went rigid, her walls clamping down on you as she came, her scream echoing through the room.

But she didn't stop. Harley Quinn kept riding you, her orgasm fueling her movements, driving her harder, faster. "Again," Harley moaned, literally shaking in every way possible. "Make me cum again! Again! Again! Agaiiin~!!!!"

You went from her ass to her hips and thrust up! Up, up, up! Three times in a row! Three orgasms in a row! You thrust up into her with every ounce of strength you had. Her moans turned into screams, her thicc hourglass figure writhing on top of you as she came again, and again.

She was no longer slamming down on you. She couldn't.

"FUCK, YOU'RE TOO MUCH!!!" Harley Quinn was crying and breaking. "I CAN'T—I CAN'T STOP. YOUR COCK—IT'S TOO FUCKING GOOD~!!!! I'M GONNA—OH, GOD!"

Harley Quinn convulsed, her walls gripping you so tightly it was almost painful. She collapsed backward, her head tucked under your chin, her breath coming in ragged gasps. 

Her boobs were rising and falling, rising and falling. "Hehe…" Harley giggled. "They're D-cups. Wanna grope them?"

You happily did. Your fingers sank into the watermelons and teasingly pinched them. Harley moaned. Your cock had not yet softened and so her full pussy combined with her tits being teased led to a small tremor—a sensation quite close to an orgasm but not quite. 

"You win," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I'm yours. Do whatever you want with me."

Her surrender was your undoing. You flipped her onto her back, her legs wrapping around your waist as you thrust into her, hard and fast. She screamed your name, her nails digging into your back as you buried yourself deep inside her. All of your cock was inside Harley Quinn—

"YES! CUMMING!"

And Harley Quinn loved it like it meant everything to her. Her pupils were in the shape of hearts and her grin was Cupid incarnate. She was so, so in love with you.

"Cum for me," you said, panting and thrusting. "One last time."

She barely managed a nod—how could she when you were fucking her so good? Her eyes widened and her mouth opened in a silent scream as she came one last time. You felt her walls tighten around you, and that was it. You couldn't hold back any longer. This was the last orgasm for a reason. With a guttural groan, you exploded inside her, your cock pulsing as you filled her with every last drop.

You kissed her. You made-out. You made love.

She clung to you, arms and legs tight and wrapped like a present. You pumped her all the cum you could muster. 

"Holy shit." The kiss ended and your faces were inches apart. Harley's grin was silly as it was in awe. "You're amazing. You're still fucking hard."

Her boobs were pressed tightly to your chest. Of course you didn't go soft. "Well…"

"Hehehe~!" 

Her tightened legs and arms did a one-eighty on you. Suddenly, you were on your back with Harley on top. She stroked her cheek and examined your face.

Her heart-shaped pupils were reflecting your face. Her pussy loosened up on you until she lifted her ass and let it slip out.

"Well, well, stud," Harley purred. "Looks like you're not done yet."

Her pussy teased your erection, wanting to scoop it up and yet not doing so. You were still trying to catch your breath and still not understanding this whole situation. "T-thanks?"

"Trust me, a gal like me doesn't give out compliments easy," Harley said, her grin widening. "I've got a little surprise for you. C'mon, big guy. Up and at 'em."

Before you could protest, she got off of you and hopped off the bed. She reached over, grabbing your hand and tugging you off the bed too. You stumbled a little, still dazed from the intensity of what had just happened, but she didn't give you time to recover. She winked, her blue and pink pigtails bouncing as she led you toward the door.

"Trust me," Harley said, her voice sing-song. "You're gonna love this."

You followed her, your curiosity piqued. As she swung the door open, your eyes widened. Kneeling just beyond the threshold were two women who looked like they'd stepped straight out of a fantasy. 

"Catwoman and Black Cat…?"

Selina Kyle, clad in a sleek black catsuit that was unzipped down to her navel. 

Felicia Hardy, wearing a tight black bodysuit that gave a generous show of her breasts too.

Two cat ladies. Two women from two different worlds—both locked in a heated kiss. Their lips moved together with an almost predatory hunger, their hands roaming each other's bodies as if they were lost in their own little world.

Harley leaned against you, an elbow on your shoulder. "Told ya you'd love it. I mean—I do at least."

Selina broke the kiss first, her green eyes locking onto yours with a smoldering intensity. Felicia followed suit, her lips curling into a sly grin. Both of them turned on their seduction abilities to full blast as they turned their attention fully to you.

"Looks like Harley's been keeping you busy," Selina purred, her voice low and velvety. She crawled toward you, her movements sinuous, like a predator stalking its prey. "But now it's our turn."

Felicia was beside her. "We've been waiting for this," she said. "Mm, look at you. Such a big spider, aren't you?"

Your cock had never been so hard nor had it dripped it with so much pre-cum. It stood there like a flagpole about to be planted on the moon. In this case, it was ready to plunge into the heart-shaped lips of the best femme fatales in Marvel and DC. 

Indeed, there was no need to speak. They were on you. Selina's gloved hands wrapped around your cock, while Felicia's fingers gently cupped your balls.

"Let's see what all the fuss is about," Selina said, her eyes gleaming as she leaned in. Her tongue flicked out, tracing the tip of your cock with agonizing slowness. You sucked in a sharp breath, your hands instinctively tangling in her dark hair.

The long-white haired Black Cat wasn't far behind. She ducked her head, her mouth closing over one of your balls, her tongue swirling around it with a practiced ease. The sensation was almost too much, the warm, wet heat of her mouth contrasting perfectly with the soft, teasing strokes of her tongue.

"F-Felicia…!"

"Already calling for her?" Harley teased. "Well then, guess my work is done."

Harley Quinn retreated and sat back on the bed, leaving you with Catwoman and Black Cat. No man could survive such a duo. No man was worthy of such a duo, except you. Selina took you deeper into her mouth, her lips sliding down your shaft with a skill that left you speechless. No hesitation, just pure silky smoothness. Selina Kyle had no gag reflex.

With a hot almost MILF-like smile, she stopped and pressed her tongue against the sensitive underside of your glans. She then pulled back, only to dive in again. Then back, then in again. This time, her nose touched your pelvis. 

Catwoman could fucking deepthroat.

Felicia switched her attention to your other ball, her lips and tongue working in tandem to drive you wild. Sucking and suckling. She glanced up at you, those gorgeous erotic eyes sparkling with mischief. She didn't speak yet her cocky little smirk said everything.

You could only groan, your head falling back as the two of them worked in perfect harmony. Selina's mouth was a furnace, her lips and tongue coaxing every bit of pleasure from you. She suddenly decided not to deepthroat the whole thing and leave some space. An intentional move for Felicia whose hands joined the fray, one of them sliding up to gently massage the base of your cock while the other continued to fondle your balls. Her mouth moved up, her tongue tracing a path along the underside until she reached the tip, where she swirled her tongue around in time with Selina.

Selina and Felicia, kissing each other and your cock. The left was black and the right was white. It was…heaven. 

Their mouths, their hands, their everything was overwhelming. Your balls were in bliss. Tightening, clenching, and about to explode.

"Such a good boy~!" Selina teased.

"Isn't he?" Felicia chimed in. "I just love that big cock of his~"

"Soooo good~" Selina pulled back for a moment, her lips glistening as giggled. "Black Cat, my dear, would you like to switch?"

"I would LOVE to." Smirking, Felicia took over, her mouth enveloping you in a sudden, deep suction that had you seeing stars. Selina's hands completed the substitute, her fingers massaging your balls with a firm, rhythmic pressure that had you gasping for air.

You were close. So close. Your hands tightened in their hair. The left holding Selina and her short black hair, the right grabbing heapfuls of Felicia's long white hair. 

You swore, you throbbed, you groaned. "I'm gonna—!"

Harley's laugh echoed in the background, but you were too far gone to care. Selina and Felicia didn't let up, their mouths and hands working in perfect sync to milk every last drop from you.

You delivered. Spurt, spurt, spuuurt! Your balls clenched in time with your stammering cock. You could feel Felicia's lips immediately going down to base, coaxing out every last shudder. Every little cumshot was drained by Felicia. Every little cumshot was amplified by Selina worshipping your balls.

You heaved and breathed and nutted everything your balls could offer.

When it was finally over, you slouched and your cock slipped out from Felicia's lips.

"Mmm, tasty!" Felicia lapped your cum as if it were milk. She chewed, she gulped, and then she opened her mouth to show you. Some trickles licked out and she plopped it in with her pedicured fingers. "Love it, honey~"

Your legs were trembling. Your balls were trembling. Never in your life did you think you would experience a Catwoman-Black Cat blowjob teamup. 

Selina's unzipped costume and her side boobs. Felicia's low-cut costume and the fur that pointed to her cleavage.

You didn't soften. Not at all, in spite of your emptied balls.

Selina smirked. "Look at that. Big guy still wants to go for another round." Her fingers stroked the side of your sack. Felicia giggled and kissed the tip of your cock.

God.

You were still catching your breath, your heart pounding in your chest, when Selina and Felicia exchanged a knowing glance. They rose to their full heights and…stepped aside, their smirks widening as they gestured past the door and into the rest of wherever this was. Your eyes followed their motion, and there she was.

Bent over a sleek, modern table, her hands gripping the edge tightly, was a blonde figure so striking it took your breath away. Her short red skirt was hitched up around her waist, exposing the tightest, most perfect ass you'd ever seen. It was round, firm, and utterly irresistible, the kind of ass that demanded your hands on it. Her skin was flawless, glowing like sunlight, and her toned legs stretched out behind her, toes curling in anticipation.

But it wasn't just her ass that had you frozen in place. It was the realization that this was Supergirl. Kara Zor-El. The Woman of Tomorrow. Her blue eyes glanced over her shoulder at you, wide with need, and her lips parted as she let out a soft, desperate whimper.

"Please," Kara begged, her voice trembling with raw desire. "Please, I need you. I've never… I've never done this before. I want you to be the first."

Her fingers moved to her pussy, spreading herself open for you. The sight was almost too much to handle—her glistening folds, so tight and inviting, begging for your cock. Her skirt, so daringly short, barely covered anything, and her panties were nowhere to be seen. Her blonde hair, her gorgeous eyelashes…her entire body radiated power and vulnerability all at once.

You took a step forward, your cock throbbing painfully hard, already leaking pre-cum. Selina and Felicia hovered over your shoulder and stroked your dick for you. 

"Go and fuck that horny slut," Selina whispered. "She needs it, babe~"

Felicia breathed in your ear, boobs pressing your arm. "I'll never forgive you if you keep that kitty waiting, my love."

They were jerking you off and whispering in your ear like devils. Slowly, it all faded into the background as you focused on Kara.

"You're sure?" you asked.

Kara nodded frantically, her cheeks flushed. "Yes, yes, I'm sure. I've been waiting for this. I've been waiting for you. Please, just… take me. I need to feel you inside me."

This table and this hall…

This was some kind of fantasy mansion. On the walls were paintings. Tables with artifacts and sex toys too. For today, for you, the table was free of artifacts and materialism.

It was now laid with a woman so cute, sweet, and hot that it almost made you cum on the spot.

You didn't need to be told twice. You stepped up behind her, your hands instinctively going to her ass. The moment your fingers touched her skin, she mewled. Her ass was even more incredible than it looked—soft yet firm, warm and inviting. You squeezed, marveling at the way her flesh molded to your hands, and she let out a low moan, her back arching.

"You feel amazing," you murmured. "Your ass… it's perfect."

Kara whimpered, her pussy clenching as if it could already feel you inside her. "Please, don't tease me. I need you. I need you now."

You lined yourself up with her entrance, the tip of your cock brushing against her slick folds. Supergirl was so tight, so impossibly tight, and the thought that you were about to be the first to claim her sent a surge of possessive desire through you. You gripped her hips tightly, your fingers digging into her flesh, and slowly pushed yourself inside.

The moment you breached her, the great Supergirl let out a loud, keening cry, her entire body tensing. "Mmmh! Y-you're…haah, inside~!" She was incredibly tight, her pussy gripping you like a vice, and you had to fight the urge to thrust into her all at once. You paused, giving her a moment to adjust, and she whimpered, her fingers clutching the edge of the table.

"It's… it's so much," Kara gasped, her voice shaking. "But it's so good. Please, don't stop."

You groaned, her Kryptonian pussy squeezing around you almost too much to handle. You pushed in further, inch by agonizing inch, until you were fully sheathed inside her. She was so hot, so wet, so perfect, and the way her pussy clung to you was unlike anything you'd ever felt before.

"You're so tight," you groaned. "So fucking tight. I can't believe I'm the first."

Kara moaned and moaned until—clap! You were fully inside. Her eyes rolled back. You nearly came, your cock lurching forward. You wanted to cum so, so bad but knew that wouldn't be right.

"Haah…" You breathed and controlled yourself. "K-Kryptonian pussy is no joke…nngh…!"

Supergirl knew as much. She knew her biology was special in all sorts of ways, even sex.

"I… I wanted it to be you. I've been thinking about this for so long. Please, fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can."

You didn't need to be told twice. You pulled back slowly, savoring the way her pussy clung to you, and then thrust forward, burying yourself deep inside her. She cried out, her back arching, her hands scrabbling at the table for purchase. You set a steady rhythm—-

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

Pussy juice spewed out from her pussy. Supergirl was sensitive. Already, she was orgasming. You thrust and drove deeper into her tight, wet heat, and she moaned every single time. 

"Oh~! Oh~! Ohhhh~! C-cumming! You're making me cummmm~!"

Every. Single. Time.

She was WAY too sensitive. Your pace was casual, unlike how it was Harley, and you were making the Girl of Tomorrow melt. Her legs were shaking. She wasn't faking either.

"C-cumming! Oh gosh! Oh Rao! This man is fucking me sooo good~! Mmmph, he's just SO good~! I-I can't—! I can't HOLD BACK! CUMMIIIIIING~!"

Your hands roamed and groped her ass, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh. Her ass was incredible, so round and perfect, and you couldn't get enough of it. You leaned forward, your chest pressing against her back, and whispered in her ear.

"You're so perfect, Supergirl. Your ass, your pussy… everything about you is perfect."

Supergirl whimpered, her pussy clenching around you as if in response. "Nnggh~! Y-you're making me cum! You're making me climax so much!"

"And?"

"I-I don't get it but…"

She grabbed the back of your skull and pulled you into a kiss.

"I love you."

The saliva that connected the two of you….

There was only thing left to do. Fuck her brains out.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

You picked up the pace, your thrusts becoming harder, faster, plunging into her alien cunt with all the force you could muster. You knew that no matter how hard you went, she could take it. It was the same with Harley to an extent. However, even she was human. Kara…Kara was not close to being human. 

You raised a hand and slapped her ass in between thrusts. Ordinarily, it should have stung and left a red mark. But for Kara's planet-durable ass, it caused a jiggle and a moan. 

This alien blonde was a million times stronger than you. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

"LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE ITTT~! I LOVE YOUUUU~!"

You dominated anyway. 

Her pussy was so tight, so wet, and the way she clenched around you with every thrust was driving you wild. You could feel your orgasm building, your balls tightening, and you knew you weren't going to last much longer.

"Kara," you groaned and thrusted faster and faster. "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum inside you."

She nodded frantically while gasping for air. "Yes, yes, please! PLEASE~! Cum inside me! Inside~! I need it! I NEED TO FEEL YOU FILLING ME UP!"

You thrust into her one last time, burying yourself to the hilt, and then you were cumming, your cock pulsing and painting her walls white. Supergirl cried out, her pussy clamping down on you as she came too, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. You held her tightly, your hips jerking as you emptied yourself inside her, and she moaned.

"Nggghhh~! So much cum…!" Her cunt tugged at your cock and asked for more. You supplied. "Yes…"

For a moment, you just stayed like that, your bodies pressed together, your hearts pounding in unison. After a huff, you pulled out of her, your cock still throbbing. She whimpered at the loss, her pussy clenching as if it didn't want to let you go, and you couldn't help but smirk.

"That was… incredible," Kara gasped, her voice still shaking. "I've never felt anything like that before."

Globs of cum fell from her cunt. You sighed, your hands still resting on her ass. "You were amazing. I don't think I'll ever forget this…!" 

She glanced over her shoulder at you, smiling weakly. "Hehe…Happy Valentine's Day~"

"Valentine's Day?" 

This whole fantasy, this whole mansion…was it for Valentine's day? Just for that? You didn't have time to ponder. 

"You're not done yet, are you?" A sultry voice cut through the humid air like a blade, sharp, commanding, and laced with just enough sarcasm to make your cock twitch.

You turned, still catching your breath, your spent cum dripping down Supergirl's thighs, her lips parted and her sapphire eyes glazed over in satisfaction. But Natasha wasn't looking at her. Her piercing green eyes were locked on you, her arms crossed under her breasts, which were completely exposed. 

Big boobs and amazing hips. She was slightly less lean than Supergirl and much bustier. The redhead stood there, naked as the day she was born, her crimson hair damp and tousled, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat that made her porcelain skin glow in the light of the fantasy mansion's hallway.

"Y-you're…Natasha Romanoff."

The Black Widow. Holy fuck. Could this dream get any better?

"I mean, you did just fill one of Earth's mightiest heroes," Natasha continued, her lips curling into a smirk that was equal parts challenge and invitation. "But I need you for something… important." She stepped closer, her hips swaying with a predator's grace, her thighs brushing against each other with every deliberate step. Your cock, still slick with Supergirl's wetness, bobbed in response, betraying your immediate arousal.

"What kind of mission?" you asked, still riding the high of your last orgasm.

Natasha stopped inches from you, her breath warm against your chest. She leaned in, her lips brushing your ear as she whispered, "The kind where you dominate me. Think you can handle that?"

"Y-yeah." Throb, throb. Your dick was pressed to her pretty pussy. "No problem, Nat."

"Follow me," Natasha said, turning on her heel and striding down the hall. Her catwalk and swaying hips were hypnotizing. 

You hesitated for a moment, glancing back at Supergirl, who gave you a lazy thumbs-up and a murmured, "Go get her, tiger."

You followed, your bare feet padding against the polished marble floors, your cock still hard and throbbing. Natasha led you to a double-door and pushed them open, revealing a chamber bathed in soft, golden light. This fantasy mansion, you didn't know how big it was but god damn were the rooms huge. 

Natasha turned to face you, her back against the edge of a massive bed. She was still smirking, but there was a flicker of something else in her eyes—anticipation. "You think you can keep up with me?" she asked. "I'm not as… easy as the rest of them."

You walked until her boobs were pressing your chest. You smiled and grabbed her bootycheeks with an undergrip. "Try me."

Her smirk widened into a grin, and before you could react, she spun you around, slamming you against the wall. Not the bed, the wall. Her body pressed against your, her mouth finding your neck in an instant, her teeth nipping at your skin as her hands roamed down your torso, stopping to grip your cock with a firmness that made you gasp.

"Let's see if you can handle a real woman," Natasha purred, her hand stroking you with precision, her fingers alternating between teasing and tormenting. 

"F-fuck…!" Your breath hitched as she dropped to her knees, her mouth hovering inches from your cock, her breath hot against your cockhead. The redhead looked up at you through her lashes, her lips parted, her tongue darting out to tease the tip. Her tongue did a twist that earned droplets of pre-cum that she eagerly lapped up. 

You gasped.

She kissed the tip of your cock. 

You almost came.

Natasha Romanoff was easily the most skilled out of everyone you had encountered. Her hands suddenly started jerking you off. Her tongue went from your balls, traced several paths of your veins, and went to the tip of your cock. Everything dripped with saliva now.

But just as you thought the famed Black Widow was going to take you in her mouth, she rose, her big boobs sliding against you. "You better not cum early, young man." She went to your ear. "Or else."

Black Widow's real age was said to be in the hundreds. Well, you understood why. 

You nodded, your cock aching with need. You weren't sure if it was her dominance or the way her body moved like a predator stalking its prey, but you were hooked.

Natasha turned, bending slightly to place her hands on the edge of the bed, her ass on full display. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes locking with yours. "Take me," she said. "But don't you dare finish. Not until I say so."

You stepped forward, your hands gripping her hips. You didn't get a chance to thrust, Natasha slammed her big white booty back. Your cock was enveloped in a nice, tight pussy. A trained pussy that was not as wild as Harley's or as tight as Supergirl's. Somewhere in between, fully focused and consistent. With Supergirl and Harley, both holes were mind-bogglingly good in their owns ways.

Natasha was not. Natasha was fully human and trained. 

CLAP—! 

The first thrust was electric, her tight heat clenching around you. You were buried to the hilt. Natasha let out a gasp, her head falling forward as her hands tightened on the bed sheets. 

"Juuust like that~!"

Wham, wham, wham! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

She set a steady pace despite being getting fucked doggy-style. She slammed herself against your cock. Natasha gasped and smirked. "Haah~! Ngh! T-that's it," she panted. "Don't stop. Fuck me."

You were fucking her. You were meeting her thrusts.

"Mmmph~! Good boy!" Her pussy clamped down on you. "Y-you! You made me cum! N-not bad!"

You fucked and you fucked and yet it was Natasha leading everything. 

But as you continued, you noticed something—her once-impenetrable control was starting to slip. Her moans became less controlled, more desperate. Her hands clawed at the sheets, her hips bucking against you with increasing urgency. you couldn't help but grin. She wasn't as untouchable as she thought.

"You like that, don't you?" you growled, your hands gripping her hips tighter as you slammed into her.

Natasha let out a cry, her spine arching beautifully. "Yes," she gasped. "Yes~!" 

Her rhythm faltered, her legs shaking as she pushed back against you, her moans devolving into wails of pleasure. "Oh god, YES~!" Natasha cried, shaking as she came, her walls clenching around you in a vice-like grip.

"G-gonna cum!"

Natasha pulled herself together and yanked her pussy from your cock. Several jets of cum landed on her ass. You jerked yourself off, finding the open air and her glorious ass a perfect target. Natasha took the time to breathe and once you were done, she spun on her heels and shoved you to the wall again, kissing with a ferocity that took your breath away. 

"My turn," she hissed, sinking down onto your cock with a groan. It all happened so fast. While standing, right after an orgasm, she rode you with abandon. 

"Nnngh~! Wait!" Your cock was still sensitive. You might cum early again at this rate—

"Mmm, that's right!" The kiss had ended and so you could see Natasha's graceful smirk. Her nails dug into your chest as her hips rolled against you. "You're mine. Y-you…!" she gasped, her body trembling as another orgasm tore through her. "Youuu make me cum~!"

But you could see it—the cracks in her armor. Her dominance was faltering, her control slipping with every cry, every moan. Thrust, thrust, thrust! Fucking while standing was not easy. With Natasha's amazing boobs pressed to you, it was near impossible to be rational.

But you managed. You fucked her and kept up with her. Eventually….

'There!'

You found an opening thrust hard. Almost immediately, Natasha's control broke. You seized her wrists and pinned them above her head. "Not so in control now, are you?" you growled and started thrusting into her faster and faster.

"W-wait! Waiiiit! I'm cummiiiing~!" Natasha Romanoff, so proud and graceful. Now, her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out. She was going crazy for your dick. "YOUR DICK IS MAKING ME CUM~! I-I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! N-NOBODY HAS EVER—MMMPPPPH~! NNGGGH~! GSSHHHKKK~!"

You clamped a hand over herself, trying to piece together some dignity and utterly failing. The rolled back eyed said everything. 

"No! Nooooo~!" she whimpered. "I-I can't—"

But it was too late. Her body tensed, her back arching as she came hard, her screams echoing through the room. "Oh god, oh god," she sobbed, her nails scratching at your back as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. "I CAN'T STOP CUMMIIIING~! YOU STUUUD~!" 

She gave up. She truly gave up. 

"Быстрее! Быстрее! Быстрее!" 

Faster, faster, faster! 

"Выебать! Выебать! Выебать!"

Keep fucking, keep fucking, keep fucking! 

Alas, you couldn't. You came inside her instead. Natasha's hands ripped away from her hands and she passionately kissed you. One hand on you shoulder and the other on your ass, wanting to cum deep, deep inside her. As deep as you could. 

Your cum did its job and claimed her womb for you. 

"Haah…! Hnnnghh…!"

The kiss ended. The orgasm ended. You stared into her beautiful face. God, she was beautiful. A Russian redhead. An Avenger. A spy.

"I love you…"

Your lover.

But just as your cock slipped from her filled up cunt, the doors to the room burst open. You and Natasha turned to see She-Hulk standing in the doorway. The green complexion and height of six-foot-seven could not be mistaken. This giant of a woman was here.

"Good to see you're lively!"

This giant of a woman here for you.

Natasha kissed you one last time and pushed you back. The spy herself crossed her arms under her bust and smirked. "Looks like my time is up."

She-Hulk plucked you by the arm. "Thanks, Nat. I'll see you later." She eyed her pussy. "Lucky! Heh, I'm hoping for the same."

She-Hulk pulled you into her bust. Literally, the woman was so tall that an ordinary man like you could only go eye-level with her tits. You looked up while smothered by her boobs. 

'Heaven…' 

Her towering frame loomed over you, her eyes alight with a predatory hunger that made your cock throb like crazy. "You've been busy and now it's my turn."

Another voice cut through the air, deep and commanding. "Not so fast." You turned to see Big Barda entering the room, her muscular figure clad in a skimpy golden lingerie that left little to the imagination. 

Big Barda—New God from Apokolips and a warrior in her own right. She was seven-feet tall, just a little shorter and less broad than She-Hulk. Yet compared to you or anyone else, she was huge. She was smoking hot. 

Big Barda's New God eyes locked onto you and she strode forward with the confidence of a warrior who knew exactly what she wanted. "I think I'll take him first," Big Barda declared. "For I deserve it, She-Hulk and, well, you simply cannot handle him."

Honestly, it seemed like either of them could handle you but you weren't about to cut in.

She-Hulk narrowed her eyes, her smile turning into a competitive grin. "Oh, really? You think you can handle him better than I can?"

"I know I can," Barda shot back.

The tension between them was electric, a battle of wills that sent a thrill through you. You stood there, your face in She-Hulk's boobs and your cock still hard and throbbing, caught between two of the biggest women you'd ever encountered. She-Hulk's hand tightened around your arm, but Barda stepped closer and grabbed the other arm. Suddenly, you felt like this was a bad, bad idea.

However, no harm would come to you. Not now and not ever.

"How about we settle this fairly?" She-Hulk suggested. "We take turns. Whoever makes him cum first wins."

Big Barda crossed her arms over her chest. "Fine. But I go first. You already got him in your tits."

She-Hulk chuckled, releasing your arm and stepping back. "Be my guest."

Although there was tension, there was understanding too. You were to be shared. You were the most beloved and so, hate was not allowed, no matter the friction. 

Barda didn't waste any time. She closed the distance between you in a single stride, her hands moving to your shoulders as she pushed you back onto the bed. Her strength was undeniable, but there was a tenderness in her touch that surprised you. She climbed onto the bed, straddling you with ease. "You're mine now," she whispered, her breath hot against your ear.

Her hands roamed over your chest, her fingers tracing the contours of your nipples as she leaned down to capture your lips in a fierce kiss. Her tongue slid against yours, demanding and insatiable, and you couldn't help but respond in kind. She pulled back, her blue eyes locked onto yours, and there was a hunger in her gaze that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Let's see what you've got," Big Barda murmured, her hands moving to your bare cock. Her hands were proportionally big for a seven-foot tall giant. She gave a few gentle strokes, smirking. 

Afterward, she hoisted herself and hovered just above your throbbing length. With a slow, deliberate motion, the goddess lowered herself onto you, taking you inch by inch until you were fully inside her. She let out a low moan, her head tilting back as she savored the feeling.

"Haaah~! Such an amazing cock!"

She-Hulk stood to the side, arms crossed. She did not complain. She was smiling. "Obviously. You got two minutes. Two minutes to make him cum and he's mine, got it?"

"Heh, don't underestimate me! I…am Big Barda!"

You could see Barda's abs. You could feel her pussy tighten on you.

Muscled women were amazing and that concept strengthened in your mind when she moved. Barda moved her hips and fucked on your cock in a method that was both powerful and controlled. Each rotation and shift made you groan and moan. Harley Quinn was weird. Supergirl was tight. Natasha was trained.

Big Barda…was just dominating. It was difficult to explain. Everything was wet and not too yet. You felt there was so much to explore. You thrust and you felt you could thrust anywhere you liked.

"Fuuuck! Look at you go!"

You thrust. Your hips gathered power in your core and thrust again. Big Barda let out a gasp. "Oh fuuuck~! That's good! That's goood!"

You needed to give it everything you had. Her muscles clenched around you, tightening with each movement, and you knew she was determined to make you cum before She-Hulk even got a chance.

Big Barda leaned down, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, "You're not going to last long, are you?"

Her words sent a jolt of arousal through you, and you could feel your climax building already. But you weren't going to give in that easily. Your hands moved to her hips, gripping them tightly. Suddenly, you broke past your limits. Faster, harder, better! 

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! 

Her pussy juice fell in heaps. Big Barda was much wetter than the chicks you had fucked before. It was quite amazing. She started to slam down on you but you met those with precise thrusts. 

"Ohhh~! Haaah~! Y-you…!" A big smirk spread across her face. Then, her eyes rolled back. "You're cock is so deep! So deep! Nnngh, y-you just made me cum!!"

You matched her rhythm, thrusting up into her with a force that made her gasp again and again. A second orgasm rocked her. All of a sudden, this giantess was losing control. 

Barda heaved and controlled herself, smirking. Her expression turning predatory. "Oh, I like a challenge," she purred, her hips becoming more frantic, more desperate. Her moans filled the room, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the air. 

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

"F-fuck! Fuuuck! Making me cum again!!"

Her ass cheeks jiggled. Those thicc, fat booty cheeks. So big and…and so fruitful. You loved fucking her. You were getting addicted! 

"Nnggh!"

"C-come on!" Big Barda grinned. "Cum! Cum inside me! Do it!"

But just as you felt yourself on the brink of release—

"Time's up." 

Two minutes were over.

She grabbed Barda by the waist and pulled her off you. Barda let out a yelp of protest, but She-Hulk just grinned. "Don't complain."

Big Barda whimpered and gasped from the lack of cock. Alas, there was nothing she could do about it. A deal was a deal and she was a warrior with a code of honour. She stuck to her word and watched as She-Hulk climbed onto the bed. 

The female Hulk positioned herself over you, her hand wrapping around your cock as she guided it to her entrance. "Let's see if you can handle me," she teased. 

She lowered herself onto you, her tight heat enveloping you in a way that made your breath catch in your throat. Her muscles clenched around you, and she began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm that made your head spin. "You're not going to last," she murmured with confidence. "Oh, and…"

Slam! Slam! Slam!

She-Hulk went way faster and harder than Big Barda. Big Barda had a sense of control and gentleness. She-Hulk did not. She manhandled you.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! 

She fucked you. 

"Call me Jennifer when you cum," she said with a grin. You couldn't respond, not when she was clapping down on you again. 

Her pussy was just like Big Barda's but the personality and the movement was completely different. You had nothing against Big Barda, you really didn't, but…

"J-Jennifer!"

This was She-Hulk. She was the bonafide muscle mommy of comics. When she leaned down and smirked in your face, you had no choice but to cum inside.

Spurt, spurt, spuuurt!

"There it is," She-Hulk said with a sigh. "Mmm, I can feel it~!"

Holding onto your hips, you rocketed your hips upward, going as deep as you could, and kept going. You just kept cumming and kept fucking. She-Hulk…she smirked at first but suddenly—

"W-wait! Waaiiit! Nngghhh!"

She-Hulk orgasmed. Your balls were wringing themselves dry, shoving as much baby batter as they could inside her big womb. There was so much to fill up and you couldn't give up so easily. Not like this. You brought yourself up and started sucking on her tits too.

You seemed so small compared to her.

But it was your cock that was inside her. Your cock was that was filling her up.

"Haaah~! Y-you…!"

She didn't say it but the both of you knew it with how her beefy arms hugged you. She-Hulk orgasmed in less than a minute. Her toes curled and she breathed heavily.

By the time you were done, there was nothing left in your balls. Absolutely nothing. You stayed glued to her until your cock went completely soft. 

***

"Mmm…"

Your eyes opened.

"I must have passed out after everything that went down with She-Hulk and Big Barda…"

You were seated comfortably on the plush couch, basking in the warmth of the fireplace, completely nude—because, at this point, that was just the standard way of living here or something. You didn't gather much information. Where was this place in retrospect to your previous room? Where was She-Hulk or Big Bard or Natasha? How about Supergirl, Catwoman, Black Cat, or Harley Quinn?

This room told you nothing.

Your cock was as flaccid as could be.

And yet, standing before you, also completely nude, were three breathtaking women, each holding a beautifully wrapped Valentine's gift.

"Y-you're…"

Three routes. Three women. One game—Fate Stay/Night. 

Saber, ever the regal knight, stood with perfect posture, her golden blonde hair neatly tied back. Her cool blue eyes regarded you with a mixture of admiration and slight embarrassment, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.

Rin Tohsaka, on the other hand, had her usual confident smirk plastered on her face. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, but let's be honest—your eyes were repeatedly drawn lower. Rin had an absolutely fantastic ass and thighs, and she knew it. 

Then there was Sakura Matou, the sweet, shy, and busty heroine of the group. Her soft purple hair framed her gentle face, and her large, absolutely mesmerizing breasts made it impossible not to take notice. She clutched her gift to her chest, pressing it against her impressive assets, which only served to emphasize them further.

Rin was the first to step forward, her hips swaying naturally. "Well, here we are. You should consider yourself lucky. Not every guy gets three Valentine's gifts from three beautiful women, and certainly not in this… particular setting." She gave you a knowing smirk. "Try not to let it go to your head."

"Oh, um…thank you." You forced a smile and pretended to know what was going on. 

"My gifty will be the best," Rin declared. "Trust me." 

Saber sighed, shifting slightly. "Rin, can we please focus? This is supposed to be a sincere moment, not another one of your playful competitions."

Rin shrugged. "I can't help it if I'm naturally competitive. Besides, I see how he's looking at me."

Your cock twitched. Oh yeah, you were fully staring at her thighs and her bare pussy. How could you not?

Sakura shifted uncomfortably, her hands fidgeting against her gift box. "U-Um, maybe we should just give them to him now before this gets too out of hand…"

Saber nodded, stepping forward. "Very well. Here, this is from me." She handed you a neatly wrapped box, the crimson ribbon tied with military precision.

You opened it to find a selection of finely crafted chocolates, each molded into tiny swords.

"Handmade," Saber added, a touch of pride in her voice. "A knight should be able to craft gifts as well as wield weapons."

"That's actually really impressive," you admitted, popping one into your mouth. It was rich, smooth, and somehow had the perfect balance of sweetness. "Damn, Saber, you could open a shop."

Saber nodded seriously. "That is an idea for retirement."

Next up was Rin, who shoved her box toward you with her usual confidence. "Here. Don't get the wrong idea—I just thought it'd be a waste not to give you something."

You opened it, revealing a heart-shaped cake with intricate icing decorations. "Woah…these are super precise." As in, it probably took hours upon hours. 

Rin scoffed at your raised eyebrow. "Yeah, I baked it myself. What, you think I'm only good at kicking ass? I'll have you know I can handle housework too."

"Rin, you're full of surprises," you said, genuinely impressed.

Sakura, blushing furiously, stepped forward last. "I-I hope you like mine…" She held out her box, and when you opened it, you found a jar filled with pink, heart-shaped candies.

"Each one is handmade," Sakura explained softly. "I tried to make sure they were all perfect."

You picked one up and tasted it. The sweetness melted on your tongue, and you could feel the love and care put into each piece. "Sakura, this is amazing."

Her blush deepened. "I-I'm glad…"

Rin crossed her arms, smirking again. "Okay, now the real question—whose gift did you like best?"

Saber sighed. "Rin…"

"Hey, if we're all putting effort in, I think we deserve to know, right?" Rin argued. She turned to you, expectant. "Well? Choose wisely."

You swallowed, looking between the three of them. "Uh… Can I just say I love all of them equally?"

"Coward," Rin teased, but there was no real malice in her voice.

Sakura giggled softly, while Saber simply nodded in understanding.

"Although…" You began while your cock twitched. "There is another way to determine a winner."