Learning Experiences

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> Taylor and Amy visit Emma in hospital, while Glory Girl goes back to see Danny again.

Hand in hand, Amy and I approached the hospital room with the police officer standing guard outside. Even before we got to the door, I could hear rhythmic moaning and squeaking from within. _Huh,_ I mused. _Emma must have recovered faster than I thought._ ****

The guard outside was superfluous – Shadow Stalker was under secure lockdown, pending her final verdict – but he checked me out anyway. I checked him out as well; despite that concealing uniform, he looked nice and fit, and the way he looked at my body, I figured him for at least a seventy-five percent chance of being oriented toward my type. I cocked my thigh slightly to give him the message that I was willing, and his eyes wandered that way as if drawn by a magnet.

I was naked save for my panties and sneakers, of course; I could have dispensed with the panties as well, but Aegis and Gallant had given me a good going-over back at the PRT building before I left, and I was leaking slightly. This was also the reason that I was walking a little stiffly; between the two of them, they could certainly hit all my buttons.

Next, the guard looked Amy over; she was in full Panacea regalia, which in the event was her red-cross pendant and sandals. She cocked her leg also; I winked at him. "We do threesomes," I suggested.

"I get off at six," he responded.

I considered that; I wasn't busy at six. Amy glanced at me and shrugged; apparently she wasn't either. "Sure," I told him. "It's a date."

Opening the door, I saw that Emma had visitors. Her father, Alan Barnes, her mother Zoe, and her older sister, Anne. Alan was dressed in a tie; Zoe wore a short skirt that didn't quite cover her ass, with nothing on under it. Anne was the one making the noise; she was on the other bed in the room, under what looked like a doctor. She had her legs wrapped around his waist, and was encouraging him on with throaty moans, as he thrust vigorously into her willingly-presented pussy.

Alan and Zoe were paying no attention to the doctor or their older daughter; they were standing by the bed with Emma in it, talking to her in low tones. Alan turned as we stepped in through the door; the look of surprise on his face was quite interesting.

"Taylor," he greeted me. "I, uh, didn't think you'd be visiting."

I smiled, or at least showed my teeth. "Just to show that I've got no hard feelings for Emma stealing my Age Card," I told him meaningfully, "I thought I'd show up. I brought a friend."

Alan's gaze switched to Amy; he looked at her body, then her face, then her breasts, and finally focused on the pendant. "Panacea?" he asked.

Amy smiled. "That's me," she agreed. "May I see what the damage is?"

They stepped aside as the passion on the other bed seemed to rise to a crescendo; from the noises that Anne was making, the doctor certainly seemed to know his business. I made a mental note to look him up the next time I was in this hospital.

Emma was, put simply, a mess. She'd had her nose broken and reset, it looked like she had a broken cheekbone, and there were nasty marks and bruises all over her face. Amy, now in full Panacea mode, stripped back the sheet to show her naked body, including blackened bruises all over her pussy and lower belly.

"Kicked you in the vagina, huh?" she murmured, touching Emma delicately here and there.

Emma moaned. "Don't … don't look," she mumbled. I looked again; broken jaw as well.

"Fuck my ass, but Sophia did a bang-up job on you," I commented cheerfully.

Alan winced. "I don't see why you're even here," he stated heavily, "and if you're going to make insensitive comments like that … "

I shrugged. "Fine, I'm gone." Turning, I headed for the door. Amy followed. On the other bed, the doctor and Anne finished fucking, subsiding side by side with satiated groans.

"Wait, where are you going?" exclaimed Zoe Barnes. "Our daughter needs medical attention!"

Amy turned to her and smiled brightly. "You're in luck. This is a hospital. I was only looking at Emma because Taylor asked me to. You don't want her here, that's fine. It means that you don't want me here either."

Alan came closer. "What can you do for Emma?" he pleaded. "I have money … "

"Well, I can tell you that she'll never see properly out of her left eye again, and her nose has been more or less shattered," Amy recited. "Also, there's infectious material in those wounds on her face, so she _will_ scar. A depressed cheekbone, missing teeth … she's lost her looks, I'm afraid. Also, there's a clot forming in her left breast, which will require surgery to clear, or gangrene will set in. She'll lose about a quarter of it, including the nipple. And the damage to her vaginal area is extensive. She might be able to have children, with assistance, but she'll probably never enjoy sex again." She shrugged. "Except anally, of course."

Anne sat up on the bed, running her hands through her hair. On the other side, the doctor stood up, buttoning up his lab coat. "I didn't know about the clot in the breast," he noted. "We'll have to X-ray her for that, maybe do some exploratory surgery." He looked at Amy. "Or you could clear all that up, right?"

Amy smiled. "Well, I _could_ , but these people just told me to leave."

Alan Barnes shook his head violently. "No, no, we didn't."

"Uh, actually, you did," Amy contradicted him. "You told Taylor to leave. I'm here as a favour to Taylor. She leaves, I leave."

Zoe Barnes looked to me. "Taylor, please come back." Her voice was urgent. "Emma needs help."

"One condition." My voice was firm.

Alan stared at me. "Name it."

This time, when I bared my teeth, I doubted that it looked anything like a smile. "Emma confesses everything. Everything she ever did to me, over the last eighteen months. You admit her wrongdoing and don't contest it in court." I stepped over to him and prodded him in the chest with my fingertip. "You don't even _consider_ taking it to my dad. Emma goes down for what she did. That's my condition. You agree to that, Amy has another look at her."

Alan looked wildly from me to Amy. "That – that's blackmail! Extortion!"

I raised my eyebrows. "Really? I'm not forcing her to do anything except _own up to what she did."_

"For heaven's sake, Alan," snapped Zoe. "Do it. If Emma was as bad as she says, she needs to own up to it."

Finally, Mr Barnes nodded. "Okay, fine, she'll do it," he agreed reluctantly.

"Great," Amy told him. "Quickie to seal the deal?" Reaching out, she stroked his half-hard penis.

He cupped her breast in his hand, and squeezed gently; she licked her lips. "Pussy or ass?" he asked. "And don't we need to match Cards?"

She smiled. "I kind of like it in the ass. And I can take whatever you've got." Dropping to her knees, she took him in her mouth, and sucked gently; I knew exactly what she could do to his nervous system, so I wasn't surprised when he reached full erection in seconds.

When she went down on all fours, he got down behind her, holding his rigid erection in his hand. "Uh, lube … ?" he asked.

She shook her head, the motion making her delicate breasts bob gently below her. "Don't bother."

I knew what she was doing there as well; she was full well capable of causing the bacteria inhabiting her anal region to produce all the lube she needed.

I watched, biting my lip in arousal, as he pushed his long cock at the tight pink rosebud of her ass. Her buttocks spread apart, and I saw the head pop inside her; she grunted at the sensation. Zoe Barnes knelt beside her, caressing her dangling breasts and leaning down for a kiss; Amy returned it, moaning as more of Mr Barnes' penis was pushed into her ass.

Gripping her hips tightly, he began to thrust into her, deeper and deeper with every stroke. Amy pushed back at him, grunting as his erection impaled her thoroughly, forcing its way into her liquid depths.

He didn't last long; she was crying out with climax as he jack-hammered his rock-hard cock between her yielding buttocks, fucking her ass the way I knew she liked it. When he came, he pushed himself all the way up inside her, and let out a strangled groan. I saw his ass-cheeks clench as he pumped his cum deep inside her bowels, spraying her guts with his seed.

At the first opportunity, I decided, I would get Amy to grow me a cock so that I could do that to her. It looked _so hot._

Getting up, Amy smiled at Mr Barnes. "Okay, that's settled then." Even as the cum trickled out of her slowly closing asshole, she leaned over Emma. "This will only take a moment. Did you want me to do any alterations while I'm doing this? Bigger breasts? More sensitive clitoris? Increased ability for anal sex?"

"Make her a virgin again," I suggested, from where I was standing next to the doctor. I had his lab coat open, and I was stroking his penis to erection; he had my panties around my thighs and was caressing my pussy.

I didn't know if she took me up on my suggestion – well, it had worked for me – because the doctor turned me around and bent me over the bed where he and Anne Barnes had so recently been fucking. I grunted as he took me from behind, his penis sliding deep into my slippery wetness. I'd had sex in a hospital before, but not with a doctor; I supposed that this was a first.

As Amy healed Emma's wounds, the doctor steadily fucked me toward a blinding orgasm; I clutched the sheets and pushed back at him as hard as I could. I just hoped that he was half as good a doctor as he was a fuck, because at that he was spectacular.

As he worked his long penis in and out of my pulsating vaginal canal, I heard Amy announce, "Okay, done. Now, remember … "

I had no idea what she was telling them to remember, because at that moment, my orgasm hit, and fireworks lit up my pussy and half my nervous system like the Fourth of July. Dimly, I felt him cumming inside me, spurting his hot seed into my delicate womb, as he pulled me back on to his throbbing erection.

I came to sprawled across the bed, panting heavily. The doctor was just pulling out of me; courteously, he even pulled my panties up for me. "Thanks," I mumbled, pushing myself to my feet. My head was spinning; that was the second major orgasm I'd had in less than an hour.

Not that I was complaining.

Emma was definitely well again; she and Anne were sixty-nining it on the bed, while Zoe watched with interest, and even Alan seemed to be trying to get it up again. I turned to see Amy, waiting at the end of the bed.

"Yeah, I've had him before," she answered my unspoken comment. "He's pretty good. Lights me up like a Christmas tree."

I grinned and leaned on her just a little bit as we exited the hospital room. "I'm gonna have to come back here some time."

"What, Vicky and me and Gallant and Aegis and Missy don't wear you out enough?" She cupped my ass cheek through the panties, squeezing it gently.

I giggled, pushing back at her hand. "Let's just say … not _all_ the time."

"So how do you think Vicky and your dad are getting along?"

My hand found its way on to her ass. "Judging from the last time they got together – pretty well, I'd say."

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Danny Hebert heard the knock on the back door, and frowned. Getting up from the sofa, he wandered through the kitchen to answer it. Opening the door revealed a vision of loveliness; Victoria Dallon, naked except for her tiara and silver sandals.

"Good afternoon, Mr Hebert," Vicky greeted him. "I told you that I'd come back with a pussy, and I have. What do you think?"

Danny watched as she rose gently into the air, spreading her legs and lying back, so as to present him with an ideal view of her soft, delicate, pink labia. His penis swelled to erection within his boxers as he stared at the enticing view.

"I think ... " he responded, reaching up to part those tender nether lips with his fingers, "that I rather prefer you with a pussy. It suits you."

She moaned softly as he rubbed her pussy gently, locating her clitoris and freeing it from its hood. "I thought you ... Oh yes! ... you liked fucking my ass."

"Oh I did, I did," he agreed. "Where are my manners? Come on in."

She landed beside him, holding his hand to her pussy with her own, and went inside with him.

"So," she ventured, "do you and Taylor fuck much?"

He shook his head as he pushed down his boxers and stepped out of them. She took hold of his penis and began to stroke it; he groaned deep in his throat. "Ngh ... no, I've only had sex with Taylor a few times. To be honest, I'm a bit old-fashioned, and even though I know it's more or less commonplace these days, it feels wrong to put my cock in my daughter's pussy and cum inside her."

"Really? Wow," Vicky commented. "How about in her ass? I know she likes it that way too.'

"Just once," he admitted, his eyes downcast. "It was when she was really begging for sex. She was teasing me all day, every day, until I grabbed her, bent her over the table, and put it in her. Her ass was so hot and tight .. oh god. I still can't believe how good it felt, to force her to take my cock like that. I fucked her till she screamed, and then came inside her ... later on, she told me it was okay, that she'd enjoyed it as much as I did, but I still felt bad about it."

"Mmm," purred Vicky. "I need to introduce Amy to you. She's got a little bit of an ass fetish, and she likes to be held down and forced a bit. In the meantime .. " She rubbed her body up against his. "Where do you want to fuck me?"

Danny's penis was now rock hard. "Uh, do you mean, where in the house, or do I want to fuck your pussy or your ass?"

Vicky rubbed her firm young breasts on his chest once more, the erect nipples scraping over his skin. "Yes," she breathed.

He kissed her; her lips were warm and spicy, and her naughty tongue flickered against his. Lifting her by her waist was easy; he seated her on the edge of the table, and she readily opened her thighs to him. Kneeling before her, he began to taste the musky juices of her sweet young pussy.

She lay back on the table, moaning as his tongue touched her in places that sent sparks of pleasure throughout her already-overheated body. He lapped at her flowing juices, and wormed his tongue between her labia to flick at her stiffly-standing clitoris.

"Oh fuck," she groaned. "Fuck, yes. Oh god, you're good at this." She clutched her breasts in her hands, moulding and squeezing them as she arched her back in response to his ministrations. Her legs went around his neck, pulling him closer; he reached up around, and began to rub at her clit with his thumb as he licked and nibbled at her labia.

When he slid his tongue into her tight young slit, she literally levitated off the table with the strength of her orgasm; he kept it up, squeezing her ass cheeks, licking and nibbling at her, and rubbing her clit, until she subsided back on to the table, panting heavily.

She opened her eyes to see him standing between her legs, poising his long penis at the entrance to her still-tingling pussy; lifting and spreading her thighs, she hooked her elbows behind her knees to make his entrance all the easier. She had already felt his cock in her ass; she was looking forward to a good hard pussy-fuck from Taylor's dad.

When he entered her, she couldn't believe the feeling. She was already well-lubricated from the spectacular cunnilingus session, and it felt like his erection was just going to keep sliding into her until she was full up. _I really have to introduce him to Amy. I want to watch him fuck her ass._

His hands on her breasts were gentle, teasing, arousing. She felt him start to thrust into her, and already the pleasure was beginning to mount once more. He groaned as she clenched her pussy around him, heightening his own pleasure to nearly unbearable levels.

His long cock stroked into her, his hips beginning to move faster; she let go her legs and wrapped them around his waist, so that she could reach down and rub at her clit. "Oh god -" she gasped. "Oh fuck yes. Fuck me … fuck me like that."

Reaching down, he picked her up, still impaled deeply on his cock; she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him passionately. His cock plumbed her hot tight wetness with every step as he walked through into the living room and laid her down on the sofa. On top of her now, he began to thrust again, this time putting everything he had into it. She appreciated the concern; the sofa was much more comfortable than the table had been.

But even that went out the window as his cock began striking sparks off the inside of her vagina once more; his pubic bone was pushing against her clit with every stroke, and she was feeling another climax coming on hard.

And then she arched up against him and screamed as she came, digging her nails into his back. He grunted, but kept thrusting, as her vaginal canal contracted around his driving cock. There was nothing for it but to keep fucking her, to keep stroking his rampant erection deep into her slippery wetness. It felt like the top of his head was about to come off; this was possibly better than when he had fucked her in the ass.

She rocketed into another orgasm, and another, and that was it for him; he came. Ramming his cock hard up inside her, he let go, spurting wad after wad of his seed into her delicate pussy. He kept thrusting, his hips moving of their own volition as he pumped her full of his hot sticky cum. She moved with him, kissing him, holding him close, as his cock jetted its load into her womb.

At last he subsided on top of her, panting hard. She helped him roll to the side without pushing him off the sofa; they lay, cuddled up to one another, skin to skin, sweat drying on them.

"Wow," he murmured. "I'm really glad Amy gave you your pussy back."

"Oh yeah," she giggled. "I like fucking her and Taylor with a cock, but I also like a good hard pussy fuck too." She raised on one elbow and kissed him gently. "That was really nice. I enjoyed it, a lot."

He returned the kiss, caressing her body. "Oh god yes. I needed that. I really did."

"You should really have sex with Taylor more," she urged him. "I know she's not averse. And there's nothing wrong with it, really. Even if you got her pregnant, Amy could look the baby over in the womb and make sure there isn't anything wrong with it."

He sighed. "I guess I'm just old-fashioned. I have my hangups, and that's all there is to it."

"But no hangups that stop you from having sex with sixteen year old superheroes," she retorted with a giggle. "Including fucking me up the ass when I had a cock."

"Well, yeah," he admitted. "That _was_ kind of weird, but I really enjoyed it."

She smiled and moved against him. "Well, tell you what. I've got the afternoon free. Why don't we work on your hangups, and maybe give Taylor a surprise when she gets home."

"I, uh -" Danny began to protest, but her hand on his penis forestalled him. He'd thought himself played out, but there was a distinct response, and he felt himself hardening once more.

"Well?" she asked sweetly, pressing another kiss to his lips. Her breasts moved against his chest, eroding what little willpower he had.

With a sigh, he surrendered himself to his fate.