WW Visits Batman

It's a darn shame that Bruce needs Viagra to keep it up after seeing Diana wearing this sinfully skimpy attire

Sneak Peek for July!

July of 2008 I posted nothing but patriotic bikinis for my loyal 360 blog followers. 2009 will be no different. Enjoy!

Ultra Woman and Star Spangled Girl?!?!?

Looks like UW is having a little fun with SSG swimsuit.

L-R Ultra Woman (Mariza Prince/Marzia North) Star Spangled Girl (Alizia Prince/Alizia Gutierrez/Lisa Chandler)

By Request!

Who's Who?

Mighty Melinda? Isabelle? Powerbabe? Super Sharon? and who's that mysterious fifth babe? A super villainous who's ready to pounce on the unsuspecting lovely heroines?

Star Spangled Girl and Ultra Woman?!?!?!?

Could these be my two favorite patriotic blonds in disguise?

The Silver Trap *PFFT*

The Baroness hasn't been seen in almost a month. So, I have to come up with something else, like perhaps having that car transforming into Barricade.

Thoughts on Star Trek

First I would like to say, Thank you Paramount, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. You didn't bastardize the reboot unlike a certain cable channel that will remain nameless. Sulu and Chekov weren't turn into babes like that other reboot I won't mention. The Enterprise looked like the Enterprise while that other once proud ship didn't.

Star Trek was true to the original series. Christopher Pike was the first captain of the USS Enterprise as was he in the original pilot 'The Cage'. Captain Pike returned for the two part episode 'The Menagerie'. He had been gruesomely burned by radiation and was bound to a wheelchair; Pike is seen in a wheelchair in the final scene of the movie, he's not severely hurt, just recovering from his injuries.

I got a little bit of a chuckle when Pike flew a shuttle to the Romulan ship; Kirk, Sulu, and a red 'shirt' make a secret drop to destroy the mining equipment and save Vulcan. Heh, guess who didn't make it! Alas, something else didn't either.

One could keep on writing on how many 'inside' jokes or references to the original series. One that many people may not be aware of is that the original script of 'Plato's Stepchildren', the episode that had the first inter-racial kiss, Spock was supposed to kiss Uhura. Someone's ego got in the way and Spock's superior kiss Uhura; however, in the movie Spock has his revenge.

I did and do plan on writing a Ryan Wolf spoof of the movie. I had planned on having my female Vulcan show her emotional side whenever she was with a certain charming, dashing, handsome lieutenant, er, I mean Captain. Imagine my shock when Spock and Uhura smooched away next to Kirk and the dismay of the studly Captain.

The good doctor, Bones, is still McCoy. It seemed like Karl Urban had channeled DeForest Kelly. Unfortunately we don't see a lot of Scotty, but when we do, he is a hoot! Lastly we have Kyle Reese, er, Chekov. Poor computer couldn't understand a lick of what he was saying!

Star Trek is back and will probably be better than ever. They now have a clean slate to start fresh, so Bones...Buckle up!

Lynda Carter

30 years later this woman still haunts my dreams, fuels my imagination and find my self fantasizing what could've been. Am I the only one?

Vampirella's Proposition

Lieutenant Ryan Wolf was a tired puppy, the weary navy ace had taken the hypersonic red eye from North Korea to Gotham NAS; his poor eyes nearly matched the flight description. The bright full moon was rising as the nearly exhausted pilot walked out to his car; he would be a bachelor for the night, Silver Sable was out on official UN business. His heart yearned to see her as he gazed upon the dazzling moon.

The night air was crisp, a little too crisp as he approached his car; the temperature dropped with every frigid step. An eerie chilly fog moved in as Ryan neared his little blue ride. He shivered as he searched for his keys. He saw a dark figure walking towards him. The figure took a curvy eye pleasing form; Vampirella emerged from the fog bank. She stopped a few feet from Ryan, licked her fangs, and purred, "Ask her."

"Ah, who?" the perplexed pilot asked as he tilted his head.

"Your girl, Silver Sable," Vampirella cooed and licked her lips.

Ryan was unamused as the vampiress smirked. "Ask her what?" he replied as he threw out his hands.

"To marry you."

Ryan's heart nearly stopped; Samantha and Tara had asked him the very same question. Then he saw her emerald eyes locking onto his neck; the pilot was sure that this was all a smoke screen, pardon the pun. Vampirella was after him; Wolf was going to call her bluff.

He pointed to his neck with his index finger, "Don't even think about it. I have the Lycan virus swimming in my veins." Ryan closed his eyes as he continued, "Bite me and we'll both be deathly sick for a few days." When he opened them, the Vampirella apparition was gone; just the chilly eerie fog remained. The perplexed fighter pilot gazed around the parking lot. Nothing. The smexy voluptuous vampire was gone. The smirking proud pilot was satisfied that he had indeed called her bluff; Wolf shook his head and got into his car.

He nearly jumped through his roof as she whispered in his ear, "I would love to strip for your bachelor party."

Ryan's head hit the roof of his car. He winced and grabbed his head; his headaches had faded as of recent times, this wasn't going to help them. He turned around and there was nothing. "Stop doing that!" he growled looking around the 'backseat' and turned back to the front. He fired up the car and adjusted his mirror. He saw Vampirella crossing her long sexy legs as she once again licked her lips.

"Well, handsome?"

Ryan sighed, "Vampirella."

"Yes, hun?"

Ryan looked at the lovely, yet deadly, vampiress in his rear view mirror. He wondered how she stayed inside that near dental floss slingshot outfit of hers, especially when she leaned forward and climbed into the front seat next to him. The Wolf marveled how her tiny support didn't snap under the strain of her massive breasts as they dangled, bounced, and jiggled as Vampirella moved; she gave him a nearly full moon as she slid by. "Ah, just how do you stay in that?" the flabbergasted lieutenant asked as he gawked at her perfect body.

She laughed, "Mmm, I bet you would hun, but I can't tell you," she purred as she slowly ran her hand down between her two majestic breasts.

"Just don't...seduce...me when you perform," Ryan stammered and swallowed. "I only want Sable."

The vampiress emerald eyes sparkled as her delicious ruby red lips confessed, "I'm trying that now...lieutenant." The temptress smiled, "How noble Ryan. I'm stunned that a man of your reputation would let that escaped your lips." Silence ensued for a moment or two as Ryan sat their speechless; she was breathtaking, if not down right mesmerizing. Wolf wished she would've ended this by reaching up with her hand and removed her raven wig, revealing silky silver hair as she removed her fake teeth. Vampirella leaned forward and whispered, "You're welcome." Her hot breath hit his neck; he gasped as she grazed his neck with her fangs. "Mmm," she purred as she pulled away, "Sable is going to be a very lucky woman, your blood is very powerful." She puckered her lips, "Goodnight hun," and opened his door. Wolf again marveled how she stayed in that sinful outfit of hers.

She gave him a flirty wink as she waved goodbye. Her thong clad ass churned from side to side as she walked into the mysterious fog; Vampirella was swallowed in seconds.

Ryan drove home without incidence, hastily threw off his clothes and went promptly to bed. He awoke as a pair of naked breasts slid up his bare chiseled chest. He opened his red eyes and saw his silver haired angel. "Silver!" he lowly moaned as he flashed a tired smile.

She kissed him and replied in her best bedroom voice, "Miss you darling." Sable pulled the sheets over them.

Meanwhile outside the window Vampirella turned her head away as the couple began to steam up the window. "Yes, Ryan hun. You are a very lucky man."

Happy Flag Day! (Again)

Happy Flag Day!

MMM, Teddy

Lady Blue stood on her tippy toes and wrapped her arms around my neck as she leaned her sexy buxom petite body into mine. She sported a very contentful smile and kissed me as she purred, "Mmm."

I wrapped my arms around her small waist and returned the kiss, "Thank you."

"No, No, No Ryan-kun," she quickly corrected me as she shook her pretty little blue head and placed her soft warm hands on my cheek, "Thank you!" With that said she gave me on last long kiss...

***

After another grueling day of ninja-ing Lady Blue walked into her room and closed the door before she allowed the exhaustion to overcome her, she slumped to the floor before even reaching the sanctuary of her bed. Her ever faithful doggie Sturmer ran over to her side and helped our tired ninja over to the bed. Blue managed to barely crawl under the sheets and fell into a fitful sleep.

I was outside on the patio taking in the majestic mountains as I breathed in the fresh clean air. I came inside and noticed that Blue's door wasn't shut all the way. I poked my head in the door, "Blu-" I began to speak and stopped when I noticed that my favorite blue haired ninja, and prettiest I might add, in the whole wide world was fast asleep. Sturmer wagged his tail as I walked into the room, I put my index finger over my mouth, "Shh, big boy." A dog his side could wake the neighborhood thumping his tail against the floor. I couldn't believe how banged up she was, I quietly walked over to her bed and tucked her in for the duration of the up coming long night.

I gently kissed her forehead and whispered, "Sweet dreams mighty ninja."

Suddenly Blue groaned in her sleep, she reached out and grabbed me around my neck. Blue pulled me into bed, hugging me like I were a teddy bear; she was still fast asleep.

Well, this was a fine how do you do, now what? Lady Blue was still fast asleep and this intrepid fighter pilot was not about to awake her. Would you? She looked absolutely adorable! I closed my eyes as I lay an arm by her side.

Next thing I know Blue moaned in her sleep and whispered into my neck, "Mmm, teddy bear!" Good Lord did that tickle. She nuzzled into my neck as her soft, slender, strong leg wrapped around my body. I was shocked how strong she wrapped that sexy gam around my body, I thought she was dead tired!

"When in Rome..." filled my mind as I tried to compose myself. It looked like I was in for the duration of the night. I didn't want to wake her, she was a ninja after all. Who knows what she might do in her tired confused state should I wake her. The intrepid Alpha Wolf quickly became a timid meek wolf as I softly wrapped my strong arm around her and closed my eyes.

The peaceful silence only lasted for a nanosecond, Blue's eyes exploded and screamed a battle cry with a start as she jumped backwards out of the bed. Her sword was drawn, I had that deer in the head lights look as Blue's sword raced towards me.

Thankfully her wits returned just before she shiskehbobed me. "Ryan-kun!" she giggled and then yawned, "Whatcha doing here?" as she sheathed her sword and sat next to me, now fully awake, "Geeze! You scared me!"

"YOU!" I thundered. I grabbed my poor beating heart as I replied completely exacerbated , "I just came in here to tuck you into bed and the next thing I know you pulled me into bed with you and called me your 'Teddy'."

Lady Blue suddenly became Lady Red as she blushed. She blinked, "I did? Er...sorry. Eh heh." Blue then gave me her cute adorable smile...

***

I watched her walk down the hall and to the elevator. She turned around and gave me a flirty wink, "Until next time...Ryan-kun."

A Date with a Reluctant Princess

After a stressful day of pushing a stack of paper that looked like Pike’s Peak, Super IADC Agent Diana Prince arrived at Wonder Woman’s office. Wonder Woman’s alter ego threw her purse on the sofa and collapsed next to it.

Thankfully it was my day off; I strolled out to the living room and saw my gorgeous friend remove her gaudy glasses. She put them in her purse as I stopped and sat next to her as I asked, “You look like hell.”

“Thanks for the compliment,” she paused and continued dryly, “Lieutenant.”

“You’re welcome,” I replied mischievously smiling, I gently grabbed her hand as I picked up her purse, “Let’s go out, my treat!”

“Ryan!” she protested as I pulled her up and dragged the reluctant agent to the door, “Ryan! Ryan!”

I took her to the Gotham AMC 48 movie theater on the Gotham River. If you’re ever in Gotham, do yourself a favor and go to the AMC 48; tickets are only five bucks Monday through Thursday. I know I just admitted I’m a cheap date, but most of you already knew that. I took her to see Iron Man.

I still had to drag the reluctant alter ego of Wonder Woman into the theatre; I used my AMC reward card and was awarded a free bag of small popcorn. I quickly surrendered the lucky coupon to a smirking Diana; she shook her head as she took it from me.

I then offered my hand; she begrudgingly accepted and wrapped her soft arm around mine; I led her to the concession stand. Diana didn’t redeem the coupon, instead she ordered a Diet Coke-a superheroine has to keep her figure you know. In case you’re wondering what I ordered, which I doubt you do, I ordered a Cherry Coke.

The movie soon started and we were sitting there stunned at a steamy scene that popped up a few minutes into it. I slightly pulled my head back as my eyes widen at what I saw; Diana cleared her throat, “Ahem,” as she discreetly rubbed the side of her head with her hand.

“My, that looks familiar,” I mumbled lowly.

Diana's wondrous hearing picked up my words; she kept her eyes glued to the screen as leaned over and purred in my ear, “I bet it does.”

The movie ended and we sat through the credits to see the brief teaser; you won’t be disappointed if you do sit through the credits. “Wow,” a smiling Diana mumbled before I broke into singing a certain song from a certain cartoon, which will remain nameless, I don’t want to spoil the fun.

Diana rolled her eyes and moaned, “You and that silly song…”

A few hours later, after dinner, we arrived back at her office. I opened up the door, she smiled and thanked me. She walked in and sat down at the table in the kitchen; I quickly took my cue and pretended to have a microphone in my hand.

“Diana, are we supposed to believe all official reports, that Wonder Woman just appears where ever you’re at?” I asked as I neared, “As if it’s all some sort of accident that you two are always around each other but never seen together?”

Diana raised an eye brow, “What are you implying, Ryan?”

“Diana, are you Wonder Woman?” I asked as I put the invisible microphone near her luscious mouth.

“No self respecting superheroine would be caught dead wearing these,” she answered as she removed her hideous glasses. She paused and continued, “She also wouldn’t wear her hair like this.” Diana reached up and loosened her loose pony tail; her silky raven hair fell to her shoulders as she finished, “Nor would she go see a movie starring a comic hero from a rival comic book publisher.”

I nodded my head as she finished, but she wasn’t finished. She slowly leaned up and wrapped her soft arms around my neck, as she finished, “But to answer your question,” Diana’s voice turned rather sultry tone as she continued, “Yes…I am.”

We slowly kissed, the Amazon Princess moaned against my lips, “Thank you, Ryan, for a wonderful night.”

“Any time, princess,” I replied as we moved in for another slow deep kiss.

It’s good to be the sidekick!

Blue Vs Tan

This is the only photo I could find in my library that even comes close to this.

***

Dana Tan was finally back from her sabbatical, much to the relief of Lieutenant Ryan Wolf and Lady Blue, especially Ryan. He had hatched a mischievous, no, that’s not a strong enough word; more like a naughty plot in his devious mind that he wanted oh so desperately to see come to fruition.

Ryan waited for the super sexy Kunoichi ninja to be by herself at the counter; Dana’s last customer left and she began wiping down the counter when the lieutenant sat down in front of her. The beautiful yet deadly petite ninja looked up and warmly smiled, “Ryan!”

“Hello Dana,” he smiled.

Dana leaned over and gave him a friendly hug; one that Ryan was eager to return, “Mmm, I missed you.”

He closed his eyes, returned the hug and replied, “I missed you too.”

The two broke apart and Dana said, “Thanks for help keep an eye out on the tavern.”

Ryan dismissed it with a wave of his hand, “Think nothing of it Dana, it was the least I could do.”

Dana flipped her head smiling away as she snickered, “You did a good job; Blue didn’t blow it up.”

Ryan laughed for a moment and replied smiling, “It wasn’t easy.”

Dana reached under the counter and pulled out an ice cold Coke and a donut; she placed them in front of Ryan. She leaned forward, rested her chin on her hand and said, “I heard there’s trouble in paradise.”

The fighter pilot took a sip of his ice cold soda and replied, “We had a Tribble infestation and I accidentally fried a dozen Tribbles; the Health Department was on the way and I had no choice but get rid of them. I iced the Tribble donuts and gave them to Mandy.” He took a deep breath and continued, “Blue wound up with Captain America.”

“CAPTAIN AMERICA!” a stunned Dana declared as she picked up her head, “CAPTAIN AMERICA?”

“Ya, my bosom chum,” he softly stated.

She placed her soft hand on his and squeezed it.

“I’m so glad you’re back,” a sly Ryan huffed as he confessed, “I don’t think I could have taken much more of her bragging how she’s the greatest Kunoichi the world has ever seen or will see.” He stuck out his tongue and continued, “It was getting nauseating.”

“I bet,” Dana agreed.

“That and she kept boasting that she’s the best damned pole dancer in Gotham,” Ryan finished as he calmly took another hit of ice cold caffeine.

“SHE WHAT?!” Dana boisterously thundered as she shot straight up. The snarling angry ninja continued, “I’M the greatest pole dancer! She’s just some rank amateur wannabe.”

***

Step One had been implemented perfectly. Now it was time to initiate Step Two.

“Ryan-kun,” Blue warmly smiled, closed her violet eyes as she hugged her Ryan-kun.

“Blue-chan,” the sneaky Wolf replied as he returned her warm embrace.

“I just talked to Dana,” Ryan stated as if he were searching for words, “She, uh, said the reason she went on the sabbatical was to attend the World Championship of Tiddly Winks.”

“WHAT?!” Blue exclaimed as she narrowed her violet eyes, “I didn’t know they were having it.”

“She, uh, privately confessed,” Ryan continued as he cleared his throat, “Purposely went through your mail and ripped up the invitation. She’s now the World Champion.”

Blue was irate, “But I’M the best tiddly winks player! She’s just some rank amateur wannabe!” The fuming Kunoichi stormed out of the room and headed off for the tavern with Ryan hot on her tail, so to speak, as he grinned ear to ear.

Step Two was shaping up perfectly as Blue threw the entrance door wide open and stormed inside; Ryan continued to sport a mischievous grin as he entered.

“How DARE you!” Blue thundered as she walked into the tavern.

“How dare YOU!” Dana countered as she twirled around.

Blue put a slender finger on Dana’s chest and pushed her best friend, “You KNOW that I’m the Greatest Tiddly Winks Player…YOU'RE just a pathetic wannabe!”

Dana snarled and returned fire as she put her index finger between Blue’s massive Mt. Fuji’s, “I’m the best damned pole dancer in Gotham! Your boobs would get in the way!”

“You’re just breast envious!” Blue gnarled.

“You’re just jealous that Ryan finds me more attractive,” Dana replied calmly as she stuck her tongue out at her best friend as she folded her arms over her modest chest. Blue squeaked in rage.

Suddenly Ryan stepped in between his two favorite Kunoichis before they could do anything else. “Ladies! Ladies! Let’s settle this in a friendly matter,” he said as he wrapped his strong arms around each of their delicate waists. “I know you’re best of friends yet the fiercest of competitors so,” Ryan paused and pulled out two dental floss bikinis that would barely cover one square inch of feminine flesh, “Let’s settle this in a friendly oil wrestling match?”

“Deal!” the super sexy deadly ninjas agreed in stereo as they shook each other's hands. Ryan, inwardly howled in delight at the full moon.

Ryan was dressed in a black and white striped referee shirt and black shorts as Dana and Blue walked up to the tiny make shift pool full of oil in their skimpy dental floss bikinis; Tara, dressed in a black and white striped Brazilian bikini, stood next to him. She huffed as she placed her hands on her soft delicate curvy hips, “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

Ryan simply winked at her, causing Tara to roll her eyes. She muttered, “You’re pathetic.” as a cocky Blue and Dana stopped and faced each other; their breasts slightly touching.

“Oh my God,” Tara whispered gazing upon the size differential. Blue could smother Dana with ease; this wasn’t exactly going to be a fair fight.

Much to Tara's chagrin, Blue suddenly pulled out a bottle of oil from goodness knows where. Turning on her deadly charm, Blue gave Ryan an eyeful as she shifted cutely to the side, rewarding Ryan with a generous helping exposed vivacious flesh; the tiny strings from her bikini strained under the luscious curves of her well endowed figure. She purred, “Wanna oil me down Ryan-kun?”

“Why I’d be delighted!” Ryan exclaimed as he reached for the bottle of oil.

Tara quickly intercepted it. “Oh no you don’t, fly boy! You’re supposed to be impartial,” Tara stated as she took the bottle of oil and pushed Blue back a few inches.

Dana smugly smiled and stealthily crept up to Ryan while Tara was distracted. She asked Ryan in her sweetest maple syrup voice, “Ryan, my dear, would you like to oil me up?”

“Why I’d be delighted to!” Ryan exclaimed as mischievous thoughts filled his mind; this was going better than he hoped it would! He took the bottle of oil; Dana continued to wear her smug smile like a satisfied cat at the unbelieving Blue and Tara. Blue’s left eye twitched uncontrollably as Tara’s right one joined in on the fun.

Dana turned her head, closed her eyes, and purred, “Oh Ryan, your hands are just soooo strong,” as he gently rubbed the oil onto her soft shoulders. She opened one eye and smirked at Blue and Tara as their mouths slowly fell to the floor; Dana closed her eyes and continued to egg on her best friend, “Oooh Ryan, don’t stop my dear.” She turned her flawless shiny body to him, sighing sensually. "Put some…right there…"

Blue’s blood began to boil; she gritted her teeth, “Oil me, Tara.” A small plan was brewing in her head.

Meanwhile, Dana kept her back to Ryan as he reached around her with his oily hands and rubbed her flat, well-toned stomach. “Mmm,” she purred as she closed her eyes; she turned her head towards him and continued, “Keep this up and we’ll continue that dance that Commander Bond broke up.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Ryan lowly replied in her ear. His mind raced back to that night at Joes. The paranoid Kunoichi dressed in a deep V cut mini black dress began to sway her hips for him; Ryan painted her entire sweet ninja frame with his eyes. Dana knew she had snared the Wolf; she ran wrapped her arms around his neck, their noses practically touched as Dana slowly reeled in her catch until the pompous arrogant Commander Bond stepped in.

The disappointed Kunoichi refused and went back to the bar; her dark eyes fell on ace pilot on last time before she reluctantly rose from her chair as the frustrated lieutenant targeted her rear with his eagle eyes and watched her leave as her well oiled hips churned from side to side. The bodacious Dana warmly smiled and placed her soft hand on his cheek causing Tara to nearly turn green with nausea while turning Blue green with envy.

Tara awkwardly oiled up Blue as Dana continued to purr away at Ryan’s masculine touch. Blue had had enough, and launched into her little plan. She suddenly let out a long, reverberating moan, “Oooooh Tara. Mmm, don’t stop.” The mischievous kunoichi went on all fours, presenting her curvaceous rump to Tara's hands, facing Ryan in such a way that he had a perfect view of her luscious body, down to his favorite breasts. She winked at Tara, causing the Jedi to blush. However, even Tara caught on to what Blue was doing, and slid her hand down Blue's curves, leaving a glistening trail of oil in its wake. Ryan's eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

However, Dana coolly opened her eyes and smirked at Blue as she grabbed Ryan's hands and brought them to her modest 36c chest. "Don't you think that these….may need a little oil?" she asked as he began to obligingly rub. Blue’s blood continued to secretly boil violently as Dana placed her hands atop of the navy pilot’s.

“So she wants to play games, huh?” Blue mumbled under her breath. The deadly Kunoichi rolled over onto her back, laying sensually in a pose that was completely irresistible as she placed her arms slightly over her head. She took several calculated deep breaths, causing her massive breasts to heave as she breathed, “Ryan-kun, wouldn’t you rather oil my chest?”

“What’s the matter Bluey, scared I’ll steal Ryan from you?”

That was the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s strong back. A snarling cursing Blue jumped into action. She knocked Ryan out of the way as she tackled Dana into the ring.

Unfortunately a loud rip sounded as Blue and Dana landed in a big puddle of oil. It seems that Tara had grabbed a hold of Blue’s bikini strap to keep her from attacking. The skimpy strap couldn’t take the strain of Blue’s massive majestic mountain range and Tara’s grip, so it easily snapped exposing Blue’s impressive oily breasts.

Blue pinned Dana’s shoulders to the bottom of the pool; Dana thrashed her sexy petite body vainly trying to break the pin. Much to Blue’s chagrin Ryan was so distracted by the gratuitous amounts of glistening flesh that was being exposed that by the time he fell to the floor and counted to two, Dana had somehow flipped a shoulder up.

The blue haired ninja smirked as another idea raced into her mind. Dana clenched her pearly whites as she struggled to free herself. Blue leaned over and smothered her best friend with her all encompassing chest; she wrapped her arms around Dana’s thrashing oily legs and pinned Dana back into the puddle of oil.

Again, the mischievous Wolf was momentarily distracted by Blue-chan’s practically naked Asian goddess body. Dana somehow slipped out of Blue’s grasp before he could count to three.

An arrogant Blue slid up to Dana, priming for another attack. But before she could strike the slender kunoichi could strike, Dana wrapped her long sexy oily legs around Blue’s neck and rolled her over. A determined Dana sat on Blue’s neck as she pulled the buxom ninja’s legs up into the air.

Blue kicked feverishly as Dana thundered, “Now, Ryan!”

“One!” Ryan said as he slapped the floor with his hand. A worried Blue looked over as Ryan’s hands kissed the floor again, “Two!” Things were not looking good for her, until she slowly leaned to one side, the pure weight of her breasts pushed her and Dana over; breaking Ryan’s count.

The two combatants separated and regrouped, Ryan’s naughty eyes went back and forth between Blue’s exposed heaving breasts and Dana’s thong clad sweet ass. He couldn’t decide which one he wanted to win, either way he won! Blue was his lover and Dana was the one that always got away. However, things seemed to have changed since her glorious return.

The two rapidly breathing Kunoichi sized each other up as they slowly walked in a circle; Ryan was practically drooling as he watched the oil drip and slide off of their perfect bodies. It was just as he had foreseen. The two dueling Kunoichi had no idea that they had been set up by him as they clashed again.

Their slippery hands struggled to control the other; Dana grabbed Blue’s thong and gave it a secure yank. Blue’s eyes widen momentarily as it rubbed against her clit. Her angry eyes narrowed, “Why you little bitch!” She grabbed Dana’s bikini top and ripped it off as well as her thong.

Dana let out a moan as Blue ripped her bottoms off. Dana was now fully exposed, giving Ryan quite an eyeful. Undaunted, Dana gave Blue one more yank on her thong; Blue let out an uncontrolled gasp before Dana returned the favor and ripped it off.

Both naked Asian goddesses began to intermingle their limbs as they slithered and struggled to gain the upper hand. Blue slowly regained the advantage, she put her hands on Dana’s shoulders and pinned her to the floor. However Blue was on all fours and her sweet oily ass was sticking straight out to where Ryan could see EVERYTHING.

Ryan was too busy gawking at it to count; all he could think of was grabbing her hips and making love to her. An irked Blue turned around and hissed, “Ryan-kun! I know I have a beautiful ass, but can you please COUNT!”

The ravenous Wolf fell to the floor and started to count as Blue flashed Dana a smug smile, “I win.”

“’Fraid not Bluey!” Dana answered as she wrapped her oily sexy legs around Blue and rolled them over.

Dana grabbed Blue’s wrists; her petite body lay atop Blue’s buxom one. Dana’s modest chest covered Blue’s massive one as Blue struggled for freedom. Ryan could see Blue’s jiggling heaving chest trying to wiggle to freedom against Dana’s. He felt as if he died and went to heaven.

He lost all track of time and reality as he pondered the sinful possibilities of his two friends. He would love to have them at the same time; it was every guy’s dream! Ryan was a realist though, and knew that would never ever happen. A blank glaze covered his face as he lost himself in the frenzied Kunoichi battle and continued to daydream.

Suddenly Ryan found himself flying backwards. He hit the floor, skidded across and stopped at his bag. He looked up and saw a steaming Tara falling to the floor and starting to count.

The luscious ladies broke away before Tara could finish her count to three. Ryan evilly smiled; he was ready for just in case of an emergency. He picked up his bag and walked into the men’s room; he opened up his bag and pulled out the wolf skin that Blue gave him. He glanced back over at the door and smugly smiled.

Moments later as the tired naked Kunoichi’s were taking a breather, a midnight black ravenous drooling Werewolf landed between them. He easily threw the sexy women over his strong shoulders, effortlessly bounded up to a window as Blue purred, “Oh, Ryan-kun!”


He was gone before Tara could react except for thundering, “RYAN!!!!! Ryan, you flatulent little twit!” The Dark Jedi was too distracted to feel Red, the Naughty French Maid, running up to her. Red tackled Tara and pinned her to the floor. The smug Brit smiled as Tara's husband, Red Wolf walked out dressed in a referee attire. He fell the floor and started to count.

The frantic Wolf struggled to break the lock but couldn’t as Red neared and gave the pinned Wolf a little kiss.

“Three!” Red Wolf exclaimed and grabbed the French Maid's arm and threw it up victoriously; the victorious smiling maid looked down and placed her bare foot on Tara’s chest, “Care for two out of three, luv?”

Tara looked up and secretly winked.

Darth Ned (PG-13)

This is the edited version of the RP I had with Jezebel. I still haven't had the time to finish it.

***

They slept in each others arms as though they were newly weds. Ryan and Jez, the lustful duo, slept peacefully in each others arms as the world awoke from its sleep. Red, the infamous Naughty French Maid, was fully awake and had the coffee boiling as a fully dressed Tara stumbled into the kitchen. She wore a pink polo and blue jeans as she continued to stumble towards the refrigerator.

"Good morning, Tara. Did you sleep well?" a too perky Red asked the raven haired blue eyed beauty.

"Er, no," Tara replied as she poured herself a large glass of ice cold chocolate milk. She then picked up a chocolate chocolate chip muffin.

"You know, Tara," Red answered as she bounced over, "Overdosing on chocolate is another sign of pregnancy."

Tara ignored the comment, yawned and apologized, "I'm sorry. I had a series of dreams of Jez battling Vader from my galaxy until Ryan untied me." Red nodded her head as Tara continued, "After that it was our up coming mud wrestling match."

Red got even perkier as she sat down next to Tara, "Who won?!?" she asked very excitedly.

Tara shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know-Ryan was too busy drooling over our boobs," she dryly finished with a straight face until she could keep it in no more and snorted a giggle.

Red quickly joined in, Tara and her laughed as a fully dressed IADC Agent Diana Prince strolled in. She sported a loose fitting silky long sleeved creme blouse and a very snug black pair of pants. "That's our Ryan," she smiled as she poured a hot cup of caffeine.

"May the gods bless him," she smirked as she took a sip of coffee.

Suddenly a beaming Jez walked into the door wearing a pink robe, it was tied loosely around her waist. "Good Morning," the glowing super heroine smiled.

The women took noticed on how she glowed, "Morning Jez," they replied as the young heroine walked over to the refrigerator. Jez paused and purred as she turned around, "Ryan is so amazing!"

Tara groaned, "Oh, I'm gonna be sick!"

Red patted Tara's back, "See, that's another sign of pregnancy. Morning sickness."

Tara looked up, snarled a huff, and went back to eating as Jez reached into the refrigerator and pulled out the chocolate milk. She poured herself a large glass and reached for a chocolate chocolate chip muffin.

Diana suddenly stopped drinking her coffee, Tara's eyes widen as Red uttered, "Uh-oh."

"Sweetie, did you use protection?" Tara asked as Diana sat down next to Jez. Red swallowed hard.

"He had is gun on the table, if that's what you mean," she replied as she unwrapped the muffin.

"No, baby," Diana stated as she gently placed her hand on Jez's.

Jez was about to partake in the muffin as she looked around at the three women. It was dead silent. "What?" Jez asked flatly. Dead silence continued to ensue; Jez bit into her muffin and reached inside her robe pocket. She placed her breakfast down and picked up her glass of milk. She flashed a sly smile as she showed a little pill, she smirked and popped the pill into the mouth and swallowed it with chocolate milk.

"Whew!" all three relieved women exhaled as they rolled their eyes. They all shook their heads and fired their eyes at her while Jez smiled a satisfied evil grin.

Moments I stumbled into the kitchen wearing a grey Navy t-shirt and black boxers. "Mornin'" I mumbled as I staggered by. Tara turned and faced Diana as she asked as I pulled out the infamous chocolate milk, "Is he always like that."

"Depends," a some what irked Wonder Woman replied and yelled, "Hello Ryan!"

I winced and replied as I innocently reached for chocolate chocolate chip muffin, "Not so loud, Diana." Next thing I knew the girls burst out in laughter. I didn't know I was that funny, "What?" I asked with my hands somewhat stretched out. "What?" I asked again as they continued to hoop it up at my expense.

The laughing continued until Diana and Tara reluctantly stood up, they had a plane to catch. An eager Red bounced over to the door and opened it; she gave Tara a kiss on the cheek and then Wonder Woman. Diana pulled away and smiled, "Take the day off, Lara's coming over."

"Oooh!" Red puckered her intoxicating lips as she clinched her hands together in utter joy. She was beside herself with joy, she couldn't contain herself; Red gave Diana a big hug. One kiss later she waved them goodbye as Jez and I waved goodbye to Diana and Tara.

Red flashed me a sly smile and ran off. Jez bit her lower lip and smirked; she shook her head and before I knew it planted her tasty lips on mine. I immediately untied her robe, she wore only a skimpy pink thong underneath. I picked her up, carried her over to the sofa, and sat down. She straddled my lap as we continued our torrid kissing.

She slowly pulled away as she cupped my cheeks with her warm hands. Her sensual lips purred away, "Mmm."

My hands caressed her awaiting breasts as I kissed her my reply. She moaned as my hand began to stroke her erecting nipple; my hands gently squeezed her breasts as she broke away and took shallow breaths. She started to breath harder; Jez slowly raised her head and softly moaned, "Stop, Ryan." She continued to labor breathing as she gasped and panted, "Not now, later," she rested her forehead against mine as she grabbed my cheeks.

Jez faced me as she lay her head down in my lap, she closed her eyes as I ran my hands through her hair. She smiled and wrapped the robe around her sexy body.

"You didn't have to do that," I commented somewhat disappointed.

She kept her eyes closed and continued to smile, "I don't want to tempt you. You'll need your strength when Lara gets here."

I laughed, "What if I wanted to give you my strength?"

She warmly smiled as she continued to keep her eyes closed as she purred, "Mmm, such a tempting offer my dear sidekick." Jez wrapped her arms around my waist and continued to purr, "Mmm, I like this."

It didn't last too long, the phone rang. Jez jumped up and answered it, "Hello."

"Jezebel!" the desperate voice replied.

"Yes, Dean Spittle," she said as she untied her robe in one fluent stroke, "How can I help," she finished as she placed her hand on her hip, giving me a nice view of her exposed delicious left breast.

"Ned Sanders is running amok! The campus police can't stop him! We need your help!" he pleaded as I ogled her luscious boob.

Jez rolled her eyes at me and finished, "I'm on my way." She put the phone down, "The heroine formerly known as the Hot School Girl is needed."

I stood up and smiled, "Congratulations Jez, your first mission," as I purposedly brushed her exposed breast with my arm. Jez simply replied by taking a page out of Naughty Red's page: she smacked my butt.

Moments later Jez strutted back in wearing her infamous red thong bikini as she put her red gloves on. My lustful eyes scanned her whole bodacious body. Her red pump laces snaked around her delicate ankle, her panties and bra looked like they did during the Halloween mission. Jez donned her black mask and helmet. "How do I look?" she asked as she struck a pose similar to Wonder Woman's.

Mmm, she looked good, why did she have to wear those gaudy mask and helmet? "I wanna rip your clothes off," I lustfully replied.

She giggled, "All in due time, lieutenant. All in due time," as she walked over to a closet. She opened it and pulled out her trusty M-16 rifle. The smexy rookie heroine slung it over her soft shoulder and walked to the door with me in tow.

I watched her scrumptious sweet rear end swing back and forth as she strutted down the hallway towards the elevator; halfway down she looked down at her gloves and tightened one as I continued to ogle her fleshy pendulum.

We walked in and I pressed the garage button. The elevator began to lower as I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her scantily clad body into mine. She slightly tilted her head as she shot me a curious look. "Wonder Woman and I have this tradition of kissing before a mission; it's for good luck," I stated. My lips were so close to those incredibly intoxicating lips of hers.

Jezebel smiled, "I see," as she placed her soft hand on the back of my head. She pulled me onto those lips and I almost became drunk from them as we slowly kissed a passionate kiss. "Mmm," she purred, "I could get use to this," as she gazed into my eyes.

Moments later we were in the garage, she placed the rifle in the trunk as I opened her door; she promptly smirked, "You're here to enjoy the view, aint ya?"

Boy, does she know me. "Guilty as charged," I replied as I watched her bend over and spread her legs out a little as she sat down. Her breasts bounced as she sat, they continued to bounce as she strapped herself in. I closed the door and walked to my side thinking, "It's good to be the sidekick!"

Jez handed me a little red siren as I sat down. I looked at it for a moment and felt like 'Starsky and Hutch'; I placed it atop the roof and it began to blare as my blue Crossfire screamed from the garage.

Jezebel began to brief me as we stormed towards the campus. "Ned Sanders, salutatorian. He's the nerdy Dungeon and Dragons type. He wears your typical glasses with the tape and pocket protector, no powers. He just a wanna be Batman type hero." She paused and sighed, "He's pissed that Wonder Woman helped me, but what he doesn't realize is that dozens of heroes and heroines helped out others.

Moments later we arrived, she jumped out of the car and walked back to the trunk as I hit the unlock button. Jez grabbed her trusty rifle as I closed my door. The police pulled up their tape line as she neared; I flashed my Navy ID, they nodded their heads and let me proceed. A hysterical Dean Spittle rushed up to Jez, "Jezebel! Ned's turned evil! He demands to be called Darth Ned!"

I snickered under my breath at the name. How can you take a villain seriously named 'Darth Ned'? Jez sighed and asked, "Where is he?"

"The metal shop."

***

The metal shop was deathly quiet as we neared. The campus police had the outside cordoned off as we arrived. I cocked my USN issued 9MM as Jez did the same with her M-16. I grabbed the cold metal door knob. I looked back at Jez, she nodded her head; I nodded mine in return and slowly opened the door. I pointed my sidearm straight ahead as I scanned the room. Jez turned on her laser sight and combed the place with the red light.

"Welcome!" a deep nerdy voice boomed, "I've been expecting you Jezebel!"

I turned to see this "Darth." He was dressed in black leather, boots, cape, and one tacky black over sized helmet. Ned looked more like Dark Helmet of Space Balls than Darth Vader. I started to laugh as Jez sighed, "You got to be kidding."

"Don't laugh at me!" the nerdy wanna be Sith Lord exclaimed.

I laughed even harder as his wimpy voice boomed.

"I said Don't Laugh at Me!" he thundered and balled a fist.

"Sure, Darth...Neddy," I replied trying not to laugh. I caved in a second later and let out of few snorts before bursting out again.

"Ryan-" Jez tried to warn me, but it was too late. Out of nowhere a 2 X 4 kissed my head, cutting a gash in my right eyebrow. I went down hard to the floor; blood oozed from the gash as the room span at super sonic speed. I vainly tried getting to my feet but my woozy limbs rebelled.

Jez scowled and aimed center mass of Ned. She opened fire on him, her M-16 spat red hot empty shells onto the floor as her breasts bounced in perfect unison with the rifle's recoil. Ned laughed as the rounds bounced harmlessly off his chest. Unfortunately Jez had to stop and reload, as she did so Ned opened his hands. Her rifle leap from hers and into his as he laughed a maniacal nerdy, "Nyih-ha-ha-ha! Nyih-ha-ha-ha! Nyih-ha-ha-ha!" Jez looked on in horror as he broke the rifle over his knee; he wasn't supposed to have powers that of rivaling Tara, what happened?

It would get worse for Jez, Ned threw his hand up. Jezebels's arms followed suit, she looked up in disbelief as her arms flew up into the air. A chain hung down from the ceiling and wrapped around her arms. Ned opened his arms, Jez's naughty legs obeyed and opened. She gasped as she looked down at her spread wings, chains wrapped around her legs as Ned continued his nerdy evil laugh.

A sharp cone began to slowly rise up from the floor, it was aimed at her crotch. It grew wider as it climbed towards her. "It will exact my revenge on you and Wonder Woman! It will slice you in half, it'll be pleasurable at first then very painful-WITCH!" he snarled.

"Hmm, wouldn't you want to molest me instead?" Jez asked as she squirmed her curvaceous body. Inwardly I smiled, she was stalling him, taking a page from the superheroine handbook. "Good girl," I thought as I tried to collect my thoughts and gather myself. My head was still spinning as it pulsated with pain; blood oozed into my right eye, blurring what vision I had left.

Alas, Ned took a page from Goldfinger, "No, Miss Jezebel. I expect you to DIE!"

***

Ned removed his helmet revealing your typical nerdy look: Buzz cut blonde hair, glasses with tape on them, and bucky teeth.

Jez couldn't believe that this pathetic piece of crap wanted her to die. As if! She gnarled at him as she saw him looking on in evil anticipation of her being impaled. She took a second glance over at me, noticing that I slightly began to move. Suddenly an idea unfolded in Jez's mind.

"Well Neddy, dear," she purred, "I'm surprised your not taking advantage of having me imprisoned. Don't think I didn't notice how your eyes followed my every move when we had classes together." Jez smiled a seductive smile at him as she gave him a slow deliberate wink. She hit home, she noticed a spark enter his eye as a devious grin appeared on his face. To even imagine what was going on in his head would be too much depravity for even her! "Ryan, I need you...please don't be hurt."

I finally got onto all fours as the blood continued to drip onto the floor. My head felt as though it were full of lead; my whole body wanted to lean forward. I struggled to lift up my head, I managed to look up at Jez as she moved her body for her captor. Her breasts squeezed together as she grinded her legs. Oh how I wanted to get my hands on that little dork.

"Yes, Jezebel," he replied, "But I can I know that you are telling me the truth and not stalling for time as they taught us in school? Hmmm"

"What reason would I lie?" She ask him gently. Her binds have her tightened and her movements are restricted, Jez looked at him licking her moist ruby red lips slowly making sure his gaze followed her tongue. "Maybe we can compromise..."

"Ryan...now's your chance to make a move!" Jez said in her head never taking eyes off Ned; all the while she can still hear the spinning pointed piece coming up further. It was just a meter or more from impaling her.

Ned laughed as he watched Jez's 'Just Dessert' continued to grind closer to her crotch. "Don't worry Jez, I'll be gentle with you and severely punish that Wonder Woman!"

"Gentle?" I thought as I saw that spinning cone climb higher and higher. I picked up that 2 X 4 and closed my burning eyes. My jelly knees held as I made it to my feet.

Neddy stepped into molesting range and put his hand on her right breast and pulled it out. "It's a shame this is going to go to waste."

My eyes narrowed as a scowl formed on my face, this bastard was going to pay. I staggered over to him praying Jez would keep him occupied long enough for me to hit a home run.

Feigning desire Jez groan as he touched her breast. Her cries almost orgasmic, she never lost eye contact with Ned. She licked her lips again and urge him on in a low husky voice, "Yes Ned...more...you're turning me on"

A dull thud sounded as the blood stain wood connected with his head. The board kissed his temple, Ned's world completely went dark as he fell to the floor. I must have done something cause Jez's restraints freed themselves as the machine began to descend back to the floor. I sunk to my knees and took a deep breath as I looked up at two Jezebels.

After being freed Jez ran to me; she completely ignored the unconscious villain and lowered herself to me. She placed her soft warm hand on my cheek, "Ryan, luv! Are you okay, please be okay!" She pulled me tightly pressing my head against her soft breasts as she stroked my wet bloody hair, "I'll call for help in a minute. I just want to make sure you are alright."

Trying to make lite of the situation I tried to crack a joke, "When you find the number of that truck, give me a call." Oh did her breasts feel so wonderful as I lay against them. "Jez," I softly ask, "Can you lay me down, my head's on fire." I closed my eyes in an attempt to vanquish the raging pulsating pain in my head.

"Oh my God, yes!" She exclaimed and lay me on the ground; she gently placed my head down. Rage burned through the rookie superheroine as she got up and walked over to Ned. She kicked him hard in the side, "You piece of filth!" She kicked him a few more times for good measure; she grabbed some rope and tied him up. She drug him to the metal posts and tightly tied him to them. She shoved a piece of cloth in his mouth and sneered, "Serves you right!"

She came back over to me and pulled out my cell and called Wonder Woman. She hung up and sat next to me, Jez gently picked up my heavy head and sat it down on her soft lap. She lovingly stroked my cheek and hair as she waited for help.

I looked up at her and saw her breast covered with blood; I was too dazed to realize it was my blood. "Jez-you're hurt," I stammered as I gazed upon her breast, "Your left breast is cut." I really don't know what transpired after that, I drifted in and out of unconsciousness as I lay on Jez's warm lap.

Jez looked down at her breast and noticed the blood for the first time. She smeared it and reassured me, "Ryan it's nothing, I'm not hurt. You will be okay, I promise you." She slowly caressed my chest with her hand praying and hoping for Wonder Woman to arrive. "Ryan, you have to fight this, Please! Fight! I swear, if you wake up and get better," she pleaded as a tear streamed down her face, "I promise to do anything you want! I'll even...," her voice trailed off as another tear streamed down her face, "Damn, I don't know, but I would do anything if you would just wake up and be well!"

"Con-con-concussion luv," I weakly stammered and smiled, "I'll be okay." I closed my eyes and continued to talk, if you want to call it that, "Just keep me-talk-ing until Diana arrives."

No sooner had I spoke those words when Wonder Woman arrived. "Oh Hera!" she exclaimed. She saw my head laying in Jezebel's lap as Jez stroked my blood soaked hair.

Diana rushed over to us as I turned my head, "Head trauma," I weakly smiled at the two, three, no-four Wonder Women!

"Diana! you have to help....." She pleaded with her mentor as her emotions reached a peak and tears formed in her hurt eyes. "Please Diana! He got hurt helping me."

"It's okay, baby," she warmly smiled as she picked me up. "There's an ambulance waiting outside," she finished. My hand reached out and death locked Diana's soft hand and squeezed as hard as I could as she carried me out.

"You got over confident, didn't you," a smirking Diana asked as I continued to hold tightly to her hand.

"I feel like I want to vomit," I replied as I lay in her warm strong arms.

Diana looked back and smiled, "He's okay, baby."

She ran up behind Diana and frantically asked, "Isn't there something you could do right away? That's why i called you!" Jezebel realized she was in a moment of panic and may be offending Wonder Woman. She just wanted me to be well, she thought it was her fault for me getting hurt.

Diana and Jez walked outside, a gurney was waiting for them. She gently lay me down and pulled Jez aside. She placed her calm hands on Jez's frantic face, she smiled, "He'll be find, remind me to tell you about the time Seaman Kennedy tried to kill him."

I was strapped in and whisked away as the paramedics worked on me. Diana turned her head to see if it was safe; it was, she turned back to her sexy protegee and gave her a reassuring hug.

Jez returned the calming embrace, but still thinking of me. "Oh Ryan," she murmured against Diana's soft cheek as she watched the ambulance drive away with a woozy me in the back, "We have to follow!!!" she implored Diana as she grabbed the Amazon's wrist.

Diana gently grabbed Jez's hand, "Go to Ryan's car. I'll meet you there," she smiled and gave Jez another kiss on the lips. Wonder Woman smiled, "Trust me," and ran away.

Moments later Jez strutted into the emergency room, wearing a black leather jacket and just about that; my dried blood was still smeared on her left breast as she walked towards the counter. Her hips churned away as her sweet grungy thong clad ass swung back and forth as she approached the station and asked as she leaned over, "Wheres Ryan Wolf?!?" Gasps erupted as she continued to lean over, her dirty yet lovely ass stuck into the air.. "Mommy, look at her butt," sounded; parents frantically covered their little ones eyes as they gazed upon her derriere; most of the fathers were drooling as their wives complained in their ears, "Can you believe what she's wearing!"

A stunned nurse politely pointed down the hall, "Down there and to the right."

The fiery red head finally found my room where the doctor was just finishing wrapping me up. "Ryan! You're alive!!!" the jubilant young superheroine smiled, lifting her arms in the air and waving obliviously to the doctor who is now staring at her. She bounced over to me and threw herself on me when she was halted by a loud cough. She looked at the questioningly, he promptly informs her that I was very weak and is not to be disturbed in any way.

"I won't disturb him, I promise!" Jezebel half smiled.

"You're grounded for two weeks," he replied as he gave my luscious friend a stern look, "I want you to see a neurologist next week, get plenty of rest."

He left the room and I wrapped my arms around my sweet friend, "Hello baby, I bet you caused a scene coming in here."

"You have no idea," a soft voice replied. We both looked up and saw IADC agent Diana Prince grinning from ear to ear.

"Diana!" Jezebel exclaimed and jumped into her arms. She leaned over and whispered something in Jez's ear. I don't know what she said, but I had an idea that I was going to be in trouble as the rookie heroine looked back and licked her lips.

"May I go home now?" I asked as I pondered what deviltry they were conpsiring.

Diana snickered and smiled, "Take him home baby, I have to catch a flight to Miami Beach. Pamela Luthor wants to meet with Wonder Woman." She gave Jez a goodbye kiss and flashed me a rather sultry look as she licked her candy apple red lips. "Take care, lieutenant."

An hour or so later The Hot School Girl tucked me in for the night, my pain killers had kicked in. I couldn't lift my heavy head even though it felt as though it was filled with helium. "Goodnight Jez," I weakly smiled.

She leaned over giving me yet another breath taking view of her breasts, "Goodnight Ryan," she replied giving me a soft kiss. Jez stood up and strolled over to the light switch, she turned it off and walked back over to the bed. Without saying a word she stretched her soft body over me and fell asleep.

It's good to be the sidekick!

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Ryan-Kun (Full Version)

Much to my chagrin, I was still grounded; Diana was off with Jezebel on official Justice League business and Red, my very naughty French Maid friend, was away on a much deserved vacation. It left me a bachelor, all alone for the lonely foreseeable future. I picked up the latest issue of a fishing babe magazine and began to leaf through it. I stopped at the pictorial of the girls were their star spangled bikinis and thought how Diana might look in them.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, I put the magazine down and answered the knock. I opened the door and was swallowed by unadulterated shock; there in front of me stood my sexy buxom petite blue dynamo ninja friend, Lady Blue. However, she didn't look sexy. Her blue hair was mangled, her right eye was black; her entire body was covered with bruises, scrapes, and lacerations.

"Blue!" I exclaimed. She tried to flash her patented cute adorable smile as she rose her bruised arm, her fingers waved, "Hi." I quickly picked her off her tired feet and kicked the door closed. "You look like hell," I said as I took her into my room.

"You should see Artemis," she replied with a mischievous grin.

I gently lay her beaten tired body down on my bed and rushed into the bathroom. I came back in with a first aid kit; I opened it as I sat next to my friend. I had experience giving Wonder Woman care after some of her battles, but she never looked like this!

I dabbed some peroxide on a cotten ball and began to clean her wounds with the utmost care. 100 and some white puffy balls of cotten later I was finished with my act of love; I leaned over and asked, "You got any of that stuff you gave me?"

"Of course, you silly," she weakly smiled, "It's in my pouch."

I bent over and grabbed the pouch; I pulled out a little bottle and placed it on her parched lips. Lady Blue took some of her potion; I sealed it back up and set it on the night stand.

I stood up and bumped the air down from 75 to 74 degrees. I gently pulled the sheets she was laying on down to her feet and tucked her in for the night. I softly kissed her forehead and whispered, "Sweet dreams my friend."

"Thank you, Ryan-kun," she replied smiling warmly, "Sweet dreams."

I gazed into her sleepy eyes as I rose from my bed. I walked over to the door keeping my eyes locked on her; I turned off the light and took one last look before I left.

I took a hot shower in Diana's bathroom and thought about Blue, I cringed at what Artemis looked like. I emerged ten minutes later in a pair of Navy boxers and quietly snuck back to my room to check on Blue. I peered in and pulled my head back at what I saw; I blinked my eyes just to make sure I was seeing what I was seeing. Blue had removed the covers and slept with her chin resting on my pillow. Her pink thong clad rear was sticking up straight in the air as her banged up arms were laying on either side of her. How she slept like that I have no idea, wow; I took a deep breath and left, at times like this I find it very hard to be an officer and a gentleman.

I shook my tired head as I walked into the kitchen. My mind kept reviewing her sweet ass sticking up in the air, it was as if it were calling me. I took two aspirin and lay down on the couch. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Hours later I felt very warm as the aroma of sandalwood hit my olfactory. Sandalwood? I opened my sleepy eyes and saw Blue sleeping peacefully on my hard chest. She felt me stir and awoke; Blue picked up her pretty little blue head and smiled a warm smile, "Good morning, Ryan-kun." She caressed my cheeks with her soft hands and gave me a soft kiss, one that I returned.

I carefully wrapped my arms around her as we continued to slowly kiss; ever so slowly we kissed longer and harder there on the sofa. Sometime later it dawned on me that she was topless as I felt her nipples hardening against my nipples.

Blue broke away and kissed my chin; she pulled up and moved down my body. Her hot tongue licked my nipple, she kissed it several times before she kissed a trail to my other nipple. She performed the same feat for a few minutes; I closed my eyes and ran my hands through her soft silky hair. When she was finished she flicked her head back, sending her blue hair flying back in place, and straddled me. She gave me a very naughty look as she snaked up my body and placed her breast oh so near my face.

I gently cradled one of her hanging inviting breasts with one hand as I kissed her tasty pink gumdrop nipple; I began to suckle on her more than ample breast as my other hand carassed her other hanging fleshy orb. My index, middle, and ring finger gently pushed in her nipple and rubbed it in a circular pattern. Blue closed her eyes and let out a soft moan of pleasure, "Ryan-kun."

She kept her eyes closed and licked her intoxicating lips. "Mmm," she purred as she arched her blue head back. She took several rapid shallow breaths as my mouth sucked hard on her breast. I broke free, nearly out of breath, as my ravenous mouth couldn't wait to devour her other breast.

I slowly ran the tip of my middle finger down her stomach; it momentarily stroked her navel and continued down to her pink thong. I slid it inside and brushed her shaven blue patch. Blue bit her lower lip as my finger found her clit and stroked it. The ninja took several deep breaths as my finger slowly began to apply more pressure.

She reached down and removed my finger; she flashed me her infamous mischievous smile. Blue reached down and pulled me out of my boxers; she slid her soaking wet thong aside. In an instant she pushed herself back into my fully erect manhood and let out an uncontrolled pleasurable, "Aaaaaaah!"

I placed my hands on her hips as she rocked back and forth on me. Blue again threw her head back and closed her eyes, making her neck an inviting target for my still ravenous mouth. Erotic pleasure swallowed her as she licked her lips; the sexy ninja would go deeper as I kissed her neck. I felt her melting as I continued to kiss her neck. I removed my hands from her hips and caressed the side of her hanging breasts as I grazed her neck with my teeth.

Her erect nipples glided back and forth as across my masculine chest as she continued to rock my world there on the couch. Somehow she reached inside my boxers and fondled my testicles; I stopped feasting on her neck and closed my eyes. "Oh Blue," I moaned as pleasure raced up my body and to my brain. "Don't stop," I moaned in pleasure as her soft hands continued to play with me.

Mercifully she released me and leaned back forward; Blue began to thrust back faster and harder with her hips. I could read that her body was nearing climax, she put her head down for a moment. Her blue hair spilled onto my chest as her nipples continued to rub against me. She picked her up her head, her breathing was erratic; it became worse as my ravenous mouth reacquired her neck.

We were both close, I felt some fluid leaking from my tip. I pinched her nipples in an effort to send her over the edge. It worked, she began to pant and cry, "Aaah, aaah, aaah." I pinched her again and she lost it, "NNNNNNNNNNN...RYAN-KUN!" she thundered her cry as her sugar walls clamped down on me.

She sent me over the edge, "BLUE!" I grunted against her neck as she continued to push herself back onto me. Blue lay her tired head on my chest as she grinded herself on me a few more times. She stopped and lavished kisses on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her.

Blue looked up, she moved a few strands of her silkly hair aside, "Ryan-kun, do you have to work today?"

"No." I replied smiling as I shook my head.

She smiled and kissed me. I returned the kiss; Blue broke free and lay her head back down on my chest. She closed her eyes and mumbled, "Mmm, Teddy."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head at the inside joke, more on that later-trust me; I kissed her head and closed my eyes. Moments later we drifted back asleep...

Wonder Woman: The Contest

I totally forgot about Diana and the contest her mother rigged to make her lose the tiara back in the mid 1990's. I really don't know how I forgot seeing this scan that Silver Sable sent me. I really must get my grubby furry paws on the graphic novel!

More proof that Wonder Woman is the original T&A superheroine!

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41 and Other Musings

Well, I'm back from not so sunny Southern California; I'm NOT complaining. The high was 68 in San Diego and the LA area experienced marine layers everyday I was there. I just wish it followed me back to the Land of the Hurricanes, Florida.

Today is my birthday and the photo of the F-14 I took at the Ronald Reagan Library should be a big hint at my age. I was planning on seeing Star Trek tonight, but that may have to wait until next week. Pooh.

Yahoo! continues to suck. They're going to purge 360 and move everything over to their profiles; an effort to censor everything in my humble opinion. They claim you can transfer your old blogs, but they only transferred two of mine (Two years of material down the drain). Soooooooo, I'm going to post here and at Deviant Art.

Have fun and I will see you all later.