Chapter 52: Cry Hard (Black Siren)

(Dinah Laurel Lance of Earth Two/Black Siren from Flash).

Dinah Laurel Lance, the meta-human known as Black Siren, never was one to look a gift horse in the mouth, or in this case, an open door. A way to get out of this prison, a hole in the wall of sorts, and she didn't feel inclined to stick around, rotting for the best years of her life.

The bright light surrounded her. The woman's dirty blonde hair flipped into her face. The shade of dark lipstick covering her lips made her stick out prominently. She dressed from head to toe in black leather, including really tight pants which fit around her shapely ass.

"Okay, color me intrigued," the Black Siren said. She leaned forward which gave whoever sprung her a nice, longing look at her cleavage. "You busted me out….I'm guessing you're not Zoom."

"Oh, he's yesterday's news actually….the time wraiths got him."

The Siren just shrugged, unconcerned about the fate of her former employer. Given how trigger happy he tended to be with those who failed him, it was better off he was gone. She got her kicks, had some fun, and now she apparently was in the company of someone new.

"Just who are you?" Black Siren asked. "You went to all of the trouble of busting me out of prison….how did you do that anyway?"

She found herself curious could be. The man in the shadows responded with a knowing chuckle.

"Come on, my dear Siren, you wouldn't give a complete stranger all of the secrets of your powers, would you?"

The Black Siren smiled her devious, but sexy, smile. She would have been lying if she would have given someone all of the secrets of her powers. Regardless, she observed him stepping out into the light. Tall, dark, and handsome pretty much described him. He dressed in a black top with a pair of form fitting black pants. His messy hair offered a certain allure, and she could drag her fingers through it for days. Those green eyes on the other hand, they were something haunting.

"Hello, Ms. Lance, it's good to see you," he said. "My name is Harry Potter."

"Well, thanks for busting me out," she said. "If you can't tell me how you did it, could you at least give me the reason why you did it?"

Harry walked closer towards her. Laurel's heart beat sped up a little bit. He towered a little bit over her, not just in height, but in sheer presence and aura as well.

"I'm a collector," Harry said. "I collect those who….are in need of being liberated. Those who haven't had the opportunity to reach their full potential, I collected your counterpart when she was an inch from death, I collected a couple other of your associates from Earth Two, and managed to fake their deaths as well, and now I have you."

"You do, do you?" she asked. "You'll find I'm pretty hard to pin down."

"I sure hope so," Harry responded. "I like a challenge."

The Black Siren smirked when looking towards him. She raised a hand and touched his chest.

"You seem like you've been a very busy boy," she told him when giving him a visual eye fucking. "When's the last time you've had some real fun?"

"When's the last time you've enjoyed pleasures yourself?" Harry asked. He reached over and put his hands on the walls on either side of her. He didn't touch her.

Harry didn't need to touch her. The fact he drew in so close burned her skin completely up. The stunning Siren tried to calm herself down.

"You've been a puppet for a megalomaniac for so long, I think you've forgotten certain aspects about what true fun is," Harry said. "And it's cost you a lot."

"More than you ever know," the Black Siren murmured when looking towards him. Her eyes met his, with mischief.

Harry sensed her arousal and was about ready to give the misplaced villainess a night she would never forget.

"You've been a very bad girl though, haven't you, Dinah Laurel Lance?" Harry asked her.

Very few people had used her full name and even less people had made it sound so sexy. His finger's brushed through her hair and the Earth Two woman responded with a shudder. Harry leaned closer towards her, grinning when looking over her.

"Yes, I'm bad," Laurel said. "I'm so bad….I'm really bad at being good, but I'm….soooo good at being bad!"

The Black Siren lifted her hands on the side of Harry's face and leaned towards him. Her warm lips pressed against his with an extremely passionate kiss. The Black Siren tried to force her tongue deep into the young man's mouth, the mouth of the man who saved her.

Harry grabbed her face and regained dominance with a hungry kiss. The two of them swapped salvia for a moment. Harry's hands explored her body, toned and tight from her line of work. Dressed in that black leather, she was extremely sexy, and he couldn't wait to explore her.

Laurel moaned in her lover's mouth. She tried to keep her Canary Cry at bay, not wanting to shatter her soon to be lover's neck while kissing him. He was making it very difficult, especially considering he pulled up the top of the outfit and started to run his hands over her toned stomach.

She felt something poke against her thigh. Something extremely hard, something which caused her loins to be set on fire.

"Oh, that looks like it hurts," the Black Siren said, pulling away. She motioned for Harry to stand out. She ran a hand down his body and cupped his crotch. "Poor thing, it needs some air…"

She unbuckled Harry's pants, while lavishing hot kisses down his abs. She continued to work down, and pull out a large cock.

"I love cock," she muttered. "But, I've never seen anything quite like this."

She licked his head, causing a tingling feeling to rise through Harry's loins. Laurel smiled, and licked him again. Her tongue tasted every inch Harry had to offer her.

Harry leaned against the wall, letting her warm tongue worship his entire cock. She licked the head and went down, working down the length. She ended up encircling her entire tongue around his shaft and came down briefly to lick his balls before she returned back to him. She looked at him with a smile.

Laurel could feel her body heat up every time her tongue passed over Harry's long cock. She never thought she would debase herself like this, but the naughty feeling of worshipping this cock which seemed to grow bigger on her whims made her really excited.

"You know what would be good," Harry said. "If you put my cock in your mouth."

Laurel tongued the slit of Harry's cock while wrapping her lips around the head. She wrapped a hand firmly around Harry's base and started to work the young man's aching prick further into her mouth. She slid out of him, wrapping her lips around the tip before once again easing him back into her.

Harry grabbed onto the back of her long hair. The naughty vixen slurped at him. The loud noises indicated a sloppy blowjob, and she covered Harry's cock with her salvia and lipstick. She brought him into her mouth, pumping her hand alongside the shaft.

"Good, keep going my pet, and you'll get a reward. You'll get something you never knew you wanted. But you always had."

The gentle, but firm grasp on her hair prompted Laurel to look up at him. She motioned grabbed his free hand and placed it on the side of her face.

"Oh, you naughty bitch," Harry groaned. He moved his hand with a bit firm grip on the side of Laurel's face.

Laurel tilted back, showing her neck strength and ability to take his cock further into her mouth. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. Her entire mouth had been filled with cock. She looked up at her lover with lust, the tingling feeling spreading through her body when he used her mouth as his own personal fuck hole.

Harry looked down at the gorgeous woman. She kept up with the throat fucking, never once breaking. She continued to stare him in the eyes, as if demanding more. Harry gripped her hair and pushed him into her mouth.

"I'm going to choke you out on my cock," Harry said. "I bet you always wanted a big throbbing cock down your throat, taking it like the bitch you are. Don't you, you slutty little bitch?"

Laurel's eyes burned with lust when he fucked her mouth. She wanted more than his cock in her mouth. Her throat burned with pleasure and she hummed a song to really blow his mind, along with a few other things.

"Damn, your throat feels so fucking great!" Harry said. "I'm going to cum, and you better not waste a drop. Do you hear me?"

Laurel shook her head, keeping her mouth firmly placed around his cock where she thought it belonged. She cupped his balls and squeezed them. The huge load in them heightened her passions and she squeezed him and sucked him.

Harry watched the erotic sight of his cock in the mouth of this sultry villainess. His balls started to clench when she pushed her hand around them and squeezed them.

A moan of pleasure came from the back of Laurel's breath. The minor vibrations from her throat appeared to stimulate Harry's cock as opposed to shatter if as she feared. Harry rode his orgasm out into her mouth and filled her with so much cum she almost gagged.

Harry's balls released their creamy delight deep into the waiting mouth of the Black Siren. He clutched the side of her face with a handful of hair. He face-fucked her to the finish. Laurel's eyes looked up at him with a half-lidded, sultry expression.

"Baby, you're doing good, I think you deserve more of a reward," Harry said. He pulled out of her mouth and slapped his cock against her face, to send a few droplets of cum onto it.

The Black Siren rested a hand towards Harry's half-hard cock and smiled, using it as a handle to pull herself up. She jerked Harry's cock a few times and it grew harder.

"Doesn't take much," she muttered, feeling the iron bar in her hand. She tasted the firmness with a squeeze.

"Are you complaining?" Harry asked.

He reached around and gave her a firm squeeze, hand touching her leather clad ass. The vixen's eyes flashed towards him.

"Fuck no," she muttered. "What does my new master want his little sex nymph to do now?'

"Ms. Lance, I want you to assume the position."

"Oh, you're going to frisk me," she said. She turned towards the wall and placed her hands onto the wall. Her legs spread a little bit.

"Yes."

Harry slowly kissed the back of her neck. His hands found her front and started to rub her underneath her body. He reached down and grabbed a handful of the vixen's ample chest.

"Well, you seem to be concealing weapons," Harry said. "I'm afraid you're going to have to strip for me."

Laurel turned around from the wall. She bit down on her lip, with the most blatant cum hither look in her eye. Her eyes burned with lust.

"Of course," she said, sliding the jacket down. Her toned arms were the first thing Harry saw. Her shirt rode up a little bit to expose her taut stomach, without an ounce of fat. In fact, Harry didn't see an ounce of fat on her body.

She undid the zipper on her shirt and slowly stripped off. The Black Siren pulled it over her head and revealed more of her toned skinned. A pair of nice firm breasts came out and hit Harry in the face.

"Are these what you found?" she asked, cupping her breasts in her hands. "Be careful, they can be pretty dangerous."

Her very erect nipples poked out for Harry. One of his hands lifted up and cupped the breasts of the stunning woman. His finger rolled over the breasts when he tested them out. He squeezed them several times in succession.

Laurel's breathing intensified when Harry's fingers rolled down her breasts and made his way towards her toned stomach. He worked his fingers through her tight leather pants and pulled them down to reveal a lacy black thong which soaked through her skin. The only thing which was on was her boots and thong for the moment.

"Take off your boots," Harry told her.

Laurel smiled and lifted one of her legs. She rested it on Harry's thigh, and reached over for the zipper of it. She unzipped the first boot and slowly exposed her foot for Harry. Her elegant and soft soles rested on his bare leg.

Harry closed his eyes when her toes stroked him, and worked down the length of his cock. She showed excellent balance, holding onto the wall. She lifted her other foot up, and unzipped her other foot. A second foot slipped out and slipped on the other side of Harry's rock hard cock.

"You must like my feet," Laurel said. She clenched onto the wall while rubbing her sexy toes down Harry's shaft. "I don't blame you, they're pretty amazing."

She spent a couple of moments teasing Harry with her soft soles. Harry grabbed onto her legs and started to stroke her toned legs, once again, not an ounce of fat on them. His fingers slowly slipped up between her legs and felt the material.

"Going to need to give you a deeper search," Harry said.

Laurel lifted her hips in Harry's general direction. The soaked crotch of her panties beckoned for Harry. Harry grabbed onto the fabric and slid it down her hips to reveal her center, shaved and smoothed for him. It also dripped for him. Her bare mound looked delicious.

Harry placed his finger on her belly button and dragged it down to her center. His finger touched her heated surface, and pushed further inside her. The vixen's hips kept rising in the general direction of Harry's finger.

"You're going to make me scream," she breathed.

"I can take it," Harry said. "I wonder if I'll make you scream so hard you'll pass out."

Harry mapped out a path with his finger, and lifted one of Laurel's legs up so they balanced on his shoulder. He planted a multitude of kisses on the side of the neck, and the breasts of the beautiful woman. He eased his way down and continued his tore.

He slid his tongue into her pussy and vibrated into it. His tongue made several passes, tasting her and taunting her.

"Ohhh…..mmmm…don't stop!" Laurel breathed. His oral skills passed with top marks, and despite the fact she wanted his cock inside, she wasn't in any hurry.

"You're divine, Ms. Lance."

Harry leaned up and kissed her on her lips. They exchanged a passionate lip lock, with Harry scooping up his new conquest and making his way over.

A bed appeared, as if by magic, at least she didn't notice before it. The Black Siren didn't care right about now. All she cared about was Harry throwing her on the bed. He crawled on top of her and pinned her hands behind her head with one hand.

His mouth explored every nook and cranny on her sweaty, sultry, body. Every single curve, every single glorious inch of flesh, Harry kissed. He was starting to drive the woman nuts. Biting down on her lip stifled the scream, but Harry was making her.

He let her go and the siren flipped over onto the bed. Laurel spread her toned thighs, and reached behind her, slapping herself on the rear.

"Master, I need it," Laurel said. She spread her out her thighs for him, showing Harry how wet her pussy was.

Harry lined himself up for the intrusion, reaching towards her face. His fingers trailed down her soft face, still dripping with her juices. Harry pushed them deeper into Laurel's mouth. She swallowed them with a hungry suck, slurping on his digits covered in her juices.

Laurel took his fingers inside her mouth. She moaned when sucking on his dirty fingers. That cock danced at the edge of her and she opened herself up before him.

Harry slid into her wet center, hard cock deep inside of her body. Questing hands moves all over Laurel's sultry body and he rammed into her speeding up.

"More, fuck me….fuck me MORE!" she yelled, screaming out the last world and causing the lights in the room flicker.

Harry trailed over her breasts.

"This is mine now," Harry said.

"Whatever you want," she said, turning her face towards the mirror. Hopefully she didn't let out another scream to break it. "Just fuck me!"

Harry viewed her face in the mirror. She looked like a particular devious angel. The beauty's pussy contorted around him with Harry bringing his cock deeper into her. He stretched her out.

Laurel never knew something to feel so good. She clutched onto the breath.

"Harder, damn it, I want to be pounded by your hard fucking cock!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. "Take that big beautiful prick, and rock my world. Make me scream so fucking loud, I break every single window in this city! I want you be feeling this, pound me raw!"

Harry grabbed her hips and slammed his full force into Laurel's hot cunt. The first of many orgasm flew through her body.

"Feel your body warm up, feel the pleasure," Harry said. He licked his lover through the ear. "She loved it just as much."

"My doppleganger?" Laurel asked. "Please, I can take more than her….give me everything….use me like you want to….fuck my mouth, fuck my cunt….fuck my ass, put your cock anywhere you want to!"

Harry dug his nails into her lower back and fucked her with more vigor than any before. He leaned in and continued to bite and nibble on the back of her neck.

"I'll keep that in mind."

The Black Siren let out another scream, her cry causing the wall in front of them to crack. She realized he must have reinforced the room. Harry plowed her even more, never once missing a beat. He rode her through orgasm after orgasm.

Harry's balls weighed heavily. He could hear the beautiful sounds coming out of the mouth of this wicked goddess when plowing into her. He leaned forward towards her.

"Ready for your next reward?" Harry asked.

"Don't you dare pull out," she breathed. "Make me yours….make me yours forever….cum in me….put your fertile cum in me….KNOCK ME UP!"

Laurel's pussy clenched at the suggestion. Harry rode her from behind, pounding into her dripping hot hole from behind. His cock slammed into her, riding out another orgasm.

"You're inside me…you're inside my womb, I feel your cock all the way inside, oh dear God, I can't believe how much I want this!" she breathed. "Go ahead and finish the job, stud!"

Harry's balls clenched and fired his load inside of her body. She let one high pitched scream causing the entire wall to shatter when Harry rode out her orgasm, his balls slapping against her all of the way. The balls got a little less heavy with each slap, emptying their life fluids into her womb.

She knocked out the entire fourth wall with her scream of passion. The rubble flew through the room, and stopped short of hitting both of them.

The Black Siren could feel his mighty rod impregnate her. He owned her, dominated her, and now there was only one thing left to do.

"One more hole," she said, collapsing on the bed. "And we still have three walls and a ceiling standing as well."

Harry pulled from her, and Laurel turned herself, positioning her pink asshole towards Harry's hardening prick. She grinded her tightiest most taboo hole over him. Harry's cock pushed inside of her.

"I can't way to feel this in my ass," Laurel said. "Show me a good time, baby….really make me scream….I know you can take it."

"Don't hold back?" Harry asked.

"I want to think of you every time I sit down," she said.

Harry worked his massive rod deep into her tightening asshole. The woman's warmth surrounded his cock when he pushed into her tight hole. He groaned out how well her firm ass squeezed him. He gripped her firm cheek, and rammed into her.

"That's it…right there….RIGHT THERE!"

She screamed again when Harry drove himself deeper into her bowels. The glass light above them shattered. A dim blue shield appeared around them to block the glass coming down, and cutting them. Harry wasted no time, no motion, just pounding her ass.

Harry rammed his hard cock into her ass. One hand rested on her ass, squeezing it, and encouraging her to keep grinding down on him. The other hand found its way on her body, while he kissed her neck. He caressed her neck, breasts, flat stomach, and pussy, before rubbing frantically on her clit.

The increase simulations drove the Earth Two Version of Dinah Laurel Lance completely beyond the bend. She wanted him to finish in her ass, make both her pussy and ass dripping with his impressive cum.

"Fuck me, fuck me, cum in my ass," she begged him. "Do it, please."

"You're such a slut," Harry said. He grabbed her hips and worked his cock into her. "You've taken my cock in your ass without any protest."

"I love a big cock in my ass, showing me who it belongs to!" she moaned, making sure his cock didn't stray from her. "Ram it into me…show me whose boss…..oh shit….I'm cumming!"

Laurel turned around and made love to Harry's tonsils with her tongue while he fucked her ass. The two lovers continued this passionate exchange of flesh, the most sinful display possible.

Harry smiled when he ran his hands down Laurel's body, feeling every inch of that toned flesh. The beauty glowed when taking Harry's cock deep into her forbidden hole. Harry rammed her ass.

Laurel closed her eyes, moaning in passion in Harry's mouth. It all was so good, and she was cumming so hard, harder than she ever had done in her entire life.

"Now, you'll be mine, forever."

Harry's balls slapped against the Black Siren's back passage a couple more times, before he unleashed the cum into her tight hole. He fired several doses of cum into her ass.

The warm hot fluids brought Laurel great joy when they painted the inside of her hole, and started to drip out. Harry pulled out of her with a smile. She collapsed on the bed, turning over, with a satisfied smirk.

"Does my sultry little Siren love her gifts?"

"Yes, boss," she said with a smile, rolling over on her back. Her thighs spread for him. "I want more though."

"You metas are all the same," Harry said, but he obliged her, sinking himself into her tight pussy.

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The End.