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Disclaimers: The New Teen Titans belong to DC Comics, Marv Wolfman and George
Perez. The Secret Society Of Super-Villains belongs to DC Comics and Gerry
Conway. Playboy Magazine belongs to Mister Hugh M. Hefner and Playboy
Enterprises International, Incorporated. This story is not-for-profit, but I
own it.

Date: 09/10/2007

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, voyurism, female solo sex, female/female sex,
male solo sex, male/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Wonder Girl/Cheetah/Kid Flash

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: After she allows herself to quit the Secret Society of
Super-Villains, the Cheetah asks Wonder Girl to be the photographer on
her nude photo-shoot for Playboy Magazine.

Other Notes: This AU story is based on the Playmate of the Month pictorial
of Pilar Lastra -- who I had chosen for the role of Cheetah (Deborah
Domaine) -- in the August 2004 issue of Playboy Magazine.

Dedications: None so far.
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New Teen Titans: Small Change In Our Lives
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

My name is Donna Troy -- also known as Wonder Girl -- and ever since I had
allowed myself to become Wonder Woman's adopted sister and recieve the powers
of all of the amazon warriors of the island of Themyscira, I was able to have
one adventurous experience after another as a solo heroine and as one of the
members of a super-powered group of young heroes known as the New Teen
Titans, whose membership roster consists of Robin (Dick Grayson), Kid Flash
(Wally West), the Changeling (Garfield Logan), Raven (Rachel Roth), Starfire
(Koriand'r aka Kori Anders) and Cyborg (Victor Stone).

And that's not all, because as soon as I was able to get myself settled into
my new place of residence within the City of New York, I had also allowed
myself to take up a career in photography and open a small photo studio
inside my loft apartment in order to take on photography assignments --
commerical or otherwise -- while I was not zooming around and doing battle
against a whole skyscrapper full of super-powered criminals including the
Secret Society of Super-Villains as Wonder Girl.

Speaking of the Secret Society, it was on the Tenth day of the month of
September that four of that criminal team's former leaders known as Darkseid,
Lex Luthor, the Wizard (William I. Zard)and the Ultra-Humanite had each
started claiming that he was the one true leader of the Secret Society and
decided to slug each other's brains out in order to settle all four of those
claims once and for all.

But of course, I was thankful enough to discover that my fellow Teen Titans
and I were able to arrive at the warzone to help both the Justice League of
America and the Justice Society of America -- the super-hero team from
Earth-Two who had came to Earth-One for their annual meeting with the JLA --
take down those four power-hungry assholes.

And yet, even though both Darkseid and the Ultra-Humanite were able to make
their escape while our backs were turned, I do believe that we were still
able to send the super-powered forces of evil a message that lets them know
that sinister deeds would not be tolerated at all.

And of course, as far back as I could remember, I was also able to experience
such wonderous adventues without anybody or anything throwing a monkey wrench
into my personal life but that was before the very next day, which was when I
had gone to this one fast food place -- I forgot what its name was -- to have
some breakfast and read that day's newspaper.

Anyway, after I had done that, I had gathered up my personal stuff and
stepped out of that fast food place just in time for me to bump into this one
member of the Secret Society of Super-Villains known as the Cheetah, whose
real name is Deborah Domaine and who had raised up both of her hands, let out
a sigh and said, "Look, Wonder Girl. Just don't ask me how I'm able to know
your secret idenity. You see, I had quit the Secret Society after yesterday's
fiasco and I had read that many actresses and other stars had allowed
themselves to start posing bare-ass naked in Playboy Magazine and use that
experience as a starting-point for a whole new career. What I'm wondering is
would you please do me a favor and be the photographer for my nude
pictorial?"

And after I had given that idea some thought and realized that it might be
better for the both of us to have one small change in our lives, I had taken
a deep breath and said, "I would be willing to do you that favor, Deborah.
But only if you call me Donna." just before we had shared a small giggle
between each other and went over to my place.

And as soon as we had stepped inside my loft apartment, I had allowed
Deborah to step inside the bathroom to slip out of her clothes and into
this crimson-red silk-robe that I had just purchased on one of those online
shopping sites, while I was getting my equipment all set-up.

And then, after she had stepped out of the bathroom with only the robe on
and placed herself in front of the camera, I had cleared my throat and said,
"Well, I'm ready for the photoshoot. Are you ready, Deborah?" just before
she had looked at me with a small smile on her lips and answered, "Let me
put it to you this way, Donna."

And after she had slipped off the robe and placed her bare-ass naked body on
the sofa, I had started shooting pictures of Deborah in one sexy pose after
another just before I had gaze upon her lovely eyes and found myself taking
all of my clothes off, pumping two of my fingers in and out of my hot, wet
pussy and carressing my own tits with the other hand.

And then, after I had moved myself closer to Deborah and began licking
all over her nude body -- all the way down to her hot, moist snatch and
carressing her firm breasts, one of my fellow Teen Titans known as Kid Flash
had unexpectedly arrived to see if I was doing okay after the other day, only
to have him take a little peek inside the studio and discover what Deborah
and I were doing with each other.

And believe it or not, it was that particular scene that had caused Wally to
strip off his Kid Flash uniform and began stroking his stiff cock just before
Deborah has placed her hands on my bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh,
yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Donna! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet
pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

And then, after Wally had stepped into the studio and placed his stone hard
dick inside my asshole and his hands on Deborah's bare shoulders, I had
suddenly realized that I was able to experience the one thing that I had
never experienced with any size group before, for I was experiencing pure
and untamed erotica... and enjoying every minute of it.

Just then, after Wally has placed his stiff cock inside my pussy and started
licking on Deborah's snatch, the beautiful former member of the Secret
Society has placed her hands on my silky-smooth naked thighs and began
sucking on my stiff mounds, causing me to place my hands on her bare back
and yell at the top of my lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, WALLY! DO
IT, DEBORAH! TOUCH ME! SUCK MY TITS! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME
WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after the three of us had started moving ourselves harder and
faster and our lovemaking has finally arrived at the Big Apple's very own
Central Park, Wally, Deborah and I had came and collapsed due to exhaustion
and fell asleep with our naked arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, about a month later, I had walked back inside my loft apartment
with the mail that I had gotten out of my mailbox and placed it on the
coffee table in the living room just in time for me to open this large brown
envelope that was from a Miss Deborah Domaine in Los Angeles, California and
discovered that it had contained the latest issue of Playboy Magazine with
her as its Playmate of the Month centerfold along with a letter that had
said, "Dear Donna -- This latest issue of Playboy is a small 'thank you' for
helping me with the photo-shoot. I hope that you and Wally would be able to
enjoy it. Hope to see you guys again sometime soon. -- With love, Deborah.
P.S. -- Hef and his three girlfriends Holly, Bridget and Kendra say 'hi'."

THE END!

    

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