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By : TheChemist
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Summary: Killer Frost is brought into the Rogues in order to pull off the heist of the century - the Queen-Bertinelli wedding. Caitlin gets hot and horny at the prospect of pulling off such a job and rewards the Rogues with a little advance.
While the Queens and Bertinellis prepared for the big day in Starling City, there was another group also getting their final preparations for the wedding as well. However, rather than trying to make sure the nuptials went off without a hitch, the Rogues back in Central City were planning the exact opposite.
"Shall we go over it again," Caitlin Snow, better known to her fellow criminals as Killer Frost, asked the group.
"I think we got it, sweet cheeks," Mick Rory, or Heatwave, answered.
Those icy blue eyes of Caitlin shifted to Mick and more an instance, the much bigger man felt fear. But then his brain was taken over by the overwhelming sensation of his balls growing colder, much colder, painfully cold in fact. Caitlin began to smile as Heatwave reached down and grabbed his nuts, as if holding them would help the frostbite she was settling into them.
"Now that's not playing nice," Leonard Snart, aka Captain Cold, commented. "Mick, say you're sorry to the lady. Killer Frost, be so kind as to release Mr. Rory."
Leonard was the leader of the Rogues, if in fact anyone could actually claim that title. However, the tall, thin man seemed to be the brains of the organization and was able to somewhat get them all steering in roughly the same direction. Once again his leadership was required, because before Mick lost his testicles to extreme cold, he uttered an apology and the pain went away.
"Anyone else? Or can I go over the details one last time," Caitlin said with a threatening tone that was met with nods from all the men, who instinctively dropped their own hands to their laps. "That's what I thought."
"I make the distraction, bringing in a wicked storm front that will cause confusion amongst the guards and cover our escape," Mark Mardon, a Rogue with the power to control the weather, hence his nickname Weather Wizard.
"Me and my blue-balled partner Mick will be on hand to relieve the Starling City elite of their jewels, money and other assorted items," Leonard added. "I'll be posing as your date, friends of Helena Bertinelli's father. Mick will be staged as a wait-staff member."
"I'm the muscle, big surprise," Girder, or Tony Woodward as he used to be known, spoke next. "As the guards are distracted by fog or whatever the Wiz conjures up, I take them out."
"Now boys, you made me very happy right there," Caitlin beamed with pride.
"Good enough for a reward again," Leonard asked with his big, shit-eating grin.
"Sorry boys, not in the mood. Maybe after we successfully ease the rich of their fortunes," the metahuman replied. "Something about money and causing strife amongst the wealthy gets my juices going."
The men watched their newest recruit sway her perfectly large ass out of the warehouse, all their eyes glued to her rounded booty held within tight leather pants. Each of them were thinking back to their initial encounter with Killer Frost a few weeks ago, when they were exposed to the two sides of her. Both the ice queen and the much warmer girl inside.
* * *
2 weeks earlier - Downtown Central City
A collection of Central City's most notorious criminals were sitting in their newest hideout, an old warehouse down by the docks. They never really got used to a place since their headquarters seemed to shift locations every few weeks, or whenever it became compromised. However, this one was a nice enough place with cement walls, some old furniture and separate rooms for sleeping.
The men were in the middle of a poker game when the back door swung open and a man in a dark blue parka stepped through. As his fur-lined hood came back, his salt-and-pepper colored hair and handsome face revealed him to be Leonard Snart, the closest thing the Rogues recognized as a leader. But he wasn't alone, a tall woman with wide hips, narrow waist and decent bust came walking inside with him, her long hair the color of icy white.
"That's okay boys, don't get up," a woman, a very attractive woman at that spoke.
"Who the hell is this," Girder, the youngest member of the Rogues voiced up.
"You can call me Killer Frost, little boy," she answered for herself.
"Who you calling 'little boy', girl? I'm 6'4, 225lbs of pure muscle, bit..."
"Easy now, children," Leonard Snart insisted. "Girder, have a seat and let's hear out this fine specimen of a human being. Physically speaking, that is. Mentally and morally I'm sure you're as deplorable as the rest of us."
"And why would we do that, Snart," Mark Mardon questioned, his bad attitude rearing its ugly head once more.
"Because I'm going to help make you boys a lot of money, obviously. Now does anyone want to ask me anymore dumb questions or can I speak?"
"Yeah, I got one," Mick Rory spoke up. "Why the hell shouldn't we hear you out, and if we like the plan, kill you right after?"
Caitlin had been expecting that question, whether it was verbalized or just seen in the way they looked at her. The men watching her saw her eyes go even more icy blue than they already were and mist started radiating from her. Suddenly all the members of the Rogues seated at the table were shackled to the floor beneath them by ice blocks that covered their feet.
"A fucking meta," Mick spat.
Her display apparently wasn't done because she decided to pepper the rude men with hale. Not overly large pieces, only the size of dimes but there were many of them and were sure to leave some welts on their skin. Her final act was flinging roughly 25 pieces of icicles, each 12 inches long and sharp as daggers, into the far wall with enough force that they stuck.
"A dangerous meta," Caitlin corrected him. "And careful with that tone. By my research, you and Snart are the only non-metas around here."
"All too true," Leonard agreed. "Now go ahead, we will all listen...if you could first release my men that is."
"Here's the deal, I've been slowly casing the Queen-Bertinelli wedding happening in Starling City in just over 2 weeks. It'll have roughly 250 of the most wealthy individuals all in one place. I've gotten invitations for two people, an in with the caterer company to get another of our members into the venue via that means. That's three of us, but I still need your two metas for help."
Caitlin went into detail about some of the guests who would be in attendance and their net worth. She followed that up by roughly estimating a draw of 30 millions dollar when all was said and done. She had her own fence to pawn the items off on and offered an equal share of the plunder. All and all it was too tempting of a deal for the Rogues to turn down, hence why Killer Frost didn't mind coming into their stronghold and acting like she did.
"Any questions?" Caitlin asked at the end of her presentation.
"Yeah, one," Mick Rory spoke up. "How the hell do you squeeze that big ass into such tight leather pants?"
"Cute," Caitlin replied, but with a definitive sparkle in her eye. "Shouldn't you be more concerned with squeezing them off my big ass, anyway?"
During her explanation of the plan, which the 4 Rogues were clearly very in favor of, Mick had gotten up from the metal chair and plopped himself down on the large comfortable recliner chair. On the table sitting right beside him was his infamous fire gun, and so when Caitlin sauntered herself over to him, being sure to sway her 'big ass' in the process, she sat herself done on Mick's lap and reached for his weapon.
"I'd be careful with that if I were you, missy," Mick warned, seeing her with his gun in her hand.
Just the feel of the gun that was essentially a compressed flamethrower gave Caitlin a bad feeling. However, she brought the long, thick barrel towards her mouth, stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick all along the metallic gun until reaching the tip. Luckily it didn't have a gross taste, only the flavor of metal, and when she looked back at the men it had the desired effect.
"Man, I wish that was my cock," Girder commented with a wide grin.
"Patience, my young friend. Patience," Leonard said with icy calmness.
Killer Frost finished her brief but arousing blowjob on the barrel of the specialized firearm and sat it back down on the table. Instead of straightening back up, the white-haired metahuman stayed bent over so that she could press her lips to the arsonist's lips, bringing him in for a passionate kiss. She had to fight her urge to let her powers run rampant and ice the big fella from the insides out, but he proved a good kisser and got her own libido revved up.
Naturally being the stubborn and entitled man-child such as he was, Girder didn't listen to his more experienced peer and instead moved into the action. Mick was in the thralls of a passionate embrace from the sexy metahuman with a hand palming her wonderfully thick ass through the leather pants. Killer Frost soon felt two extra hands grope her, reaching around to her front to knead, roughly so in fact, her underrated tits.
"Mmhm...so the kid thinks he can just jump in with the adults," Caitlin stated, some steel in her voice.
"You know it, bitch," the fellow metahuman replied.
As if to accent his point, and to rise up to the challenge so he wouldn't be embarrassed by some woman in front of his crew, Tony stepped back and undid his pants. A second later they were ripped down his legs, showcasing his strong thighs and a cock that was only half-erect but already 5 inches long.
"Never, ever, call me bitch again," Killer Frost issued the warning. "And as for that, I've had much bigger but I suppose I can work with that."
Caitlin gave the bald big man another passionate kiss, opposites attracting to produce a very heated embrace as Mick palmed her ass once more. She pulled away from him and dropped to her knees, directly in the middle of the seated Heatwave and the standing, pantless Girder. Mick seemed to get the hint and made his way to undo his trousers, meanwhile Tony's cock was hardening by the second as the gorgeous metahuman knelt in front of him.
"I believe now is a good time to make our intentions known as well, wouldn't you agree Mr. Mardon," Leonard suggested as he shed his parka.
"Aye, aye captain," the Weather Wizard agreed.
5 years ago, if you were to ask anyone about whether Caitlin Snow would participate in gangbangs, they would have each said that there is a better chance to find a snowball in hell. Before becoming a metahuman with powers to manipulate ice and snow, Caitlin was a Ph.D candidate with a prudish attitude and who covered her amazing body under a lab coat.
However, that was then and this was now. She didn't even call herself Caitlin Snow, that was a separate person. She was Killer Frost and the change wasn't just to her metahuman gifts, but also to her sex drive. Not only was her engine generally revved up, but she loved gangbagns with a passion. There was just something about having the attention of all the men drawn to her and her alone.
"4 cocks and all for little ol' me. Well, I better get started then," Caitlin said with mock innocence.
And with that the meta reached up with her left hand and circled her fingers around Girder's cock and stroked his cock to full life. She reached out with the other arm and clutched Mick's member, which was now exposed and looked just like him - tall and thick. She licked her lips in anticipation before putting them to use by wrapping them around the recently arrived Snart's penis.
To all 4 men it was crystal clear that the woman known as Killer Frost had participated in orgies before given the ease she split her attention between them. After sucking on Leonard's cock for half-a-minute, she pivoted to her left and started blowing the still seated Mick, practically having to unhinge her jaw to fit him in her oral cavity. She rinsed and repeated that method until they were all blown and stroked, at which point she started another loop.
"About fucking time," Tony groaned as Caitlin glided her tongue on the underbelly of his rock-hard member.
Girder couldn't help himself, mainly because he was an abusive asshole, and when it became his turn with Caitlin's mouth he pounced. He allowed her to bob along his shaft a few times before he reached down, grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forward sharply. Instantly his dick flew to the back of her mouth, gagging her with extra spit noises and coughing emitted from her lips.
The youngest man on the crew by nearly a decade tossed his head back in elation as the feel of the gorgeous metahuman struggling on her knees before him was exactly what he wanted. Her face started to turn red from the forceful facefuck, her eyes also starting to go teary until finally he released his iron hold on her and allowed Caitlin to suck in some air.
"You asshole," she choked out after barely managing not to throw-up.
The circle of men around the kneeling metahuman had widened, except for where Girder stood. He was still right in front of Killer Frost, who was staring daggers up at him. If he sensed the danger looking in her killer glance he didn't act like it, standing tall and proud, a smile on his face with a cocky look.
"Oh, I'll get there soon enough," Girder smiled down at her like a predator.
He wouldn't get the chance to fuck her in the ass, or pussy or even finish his blowjob. The angered Killer Frost decided at that moment to showcase what earned her that villain name. Girder felt a chill run up his spine and start spreading out throughout all his limbs. Before he could comprehend what was going on, his massive body became covered in a layer of ice, which was thickening by the second.
The cocky man realized what his fellow meta was doing, but by the time he transformed into his organic iron form, not even his increased strength could free him from becoming a living popsicle. It did however preserve his life, as illustrated by the fact his eyelids remained opened and his eyes constantly darted around, searching for aid.
"Now, the rest of you know how to treat a woman, correct," Caitlin said from her knees, still horny but the tone rang with violence.
"Yes," the three men answered before Mick added. "I'm so much more turned on now than ever."
Mark Mardon summoned a small wind storm, strong but localized so that the frozen statue of a man was pushed back out of the way so they could resume their fun with the bad ass chick. As they formed a triangle around Caitlin, Mick still seated of course, the gorgeous woman had shed her matching leather jacket and was pulling away her dark blue corset as well, revealing her perky medium-sized chest.
"Mmm...what a body," Mick grunted with his approval.
"Why Mick, I had no idea you were such a gentleman," Caitlin said, playing with him as she stood and peeled off her incredibly tight pants. In fact, she needed to pull and shake her hips side to side, causing her pillowy chest to sway in doing so before they finally crested her massively plump ass and the leather pants landed on the ground. "Now, where was I"?
"What a beautiful ass," Mark commented, his long-fingered hand grasping the thick booty in between medium-strength slaps.
Caitlin had remained on her feet because she was immediately engulfed by a tight circle of men, even Mick had gotten out of his chair. Their hands were all over her, and Killer Frost didn't mind at all. One of them brought her in for a sloppy and aggressive kiss, which she was more than happy to match. Weather Wizard took his chance to reach from behind her and knead her awesome rack, the soft flesh squishing around his hands. Meanwhile, Leonard used his right hand to grope her tight backside and his left hand to rub her snatch, which was already gushing wet.
"Have we mentioned the flawless rack as well," Mick commented, still not comprehending how the metahuman could have such perfect tits.
With all eyes on the naked scientist (from a different Earth, that is), Caitlin slowly and seductively lowered herself back to the ground, coming to rest on her knees. As she settled into a very common position for the meta, she blocked from her mind the abusive Girder and focused on the fun times ahead. By the time she was down, the three men had all seemingly ignored their frozen teammate as well, as their cocks were all rock hard and ready for the horny girl.
Caitlin was impressed with Mark's athletic physique but her eyes bulged at the sight of his 8-inch cock. After staring for a few seconds she looked next to her right, seeing the fellow cold lover, Snart, who had a taller frame with surprising definition though she wouldn't call him muscular. However he rocked a longer cock than the Weather Wizard albeit slightly skinner. Last she looked at fell back in love with Mick's manhood who had both the longest and fattest dick of the trio, a healthy 9 inches with amazing girth.
"See something...or somethings you like," one of them asked with supreme confidence.
Caitlin nodded her pretty head while her beautiful eyes remained fixed on their impressive packages. Killer Frost didn't want to keep the excited boys waiting any longer. With a final lick of her lips she opened her mouth wide, leaned forward and engulfed the tip of the closest cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head a few times,apparently on Snart's lengthy dick, working just about half his good-sized tool into her oral cavity then pulled off him altogether.
"Oh man that's good," the white-haired man groaned.
"Just the tip of the iceberg, pal," the kneeling meta replied, aware of the pun.
Caitlin pivoted slightly so that she was now facing the muscular Mick and repeated the same trick on him. After sucking on his lengthy pole for a minute she pulled away from him and turned nearly 180 degrees to face the remaining man, Mark. Again she opened her mouth and pushed her lips around her third cock in as many minutes, getting half his length wet with her spit.
"You've certainly got talent," Weather Wizard commended.
"Please," Caitlin said. "You haven't seen anything yet boys."
With the men paying attention to her every sexy move, the girl with the big tits did a long lick over her thumb and forefinger on each hand. With their cocks now lubricated as well as her hands, Caitlin gripped the two dicks on the outside and began stroking them at a solid pace. This left her face to focus on the meat right in front of her, belong to the arsonist, which she gladly gobbled up with her mouth.
The Rogues to their credit showed intelligence and the ability to share which wasn't always easy amongst thieves. Every minute or two Caitlin would pull her plump lips from one dick, only to pivot to her left and swallow the next one. The men were now shifting along with her so that she was continuously stimulating the trio.
"Yes Frosty! Suck my dick," the bearded meta groaned in satisfaction.
Mark had stepped good and close to the naked girl and was prepared to take advantage of her underrated, magnificent tits. He waited for the girl with a fetish for cold to finish sucking his cock, leaving it nice and slobbery before he squatted down a little lower. Now, as he placed a hand on the outside of each of them, he pushed them together to form a tight pillowy hold around his cock.
"You smart bastard," Mick observed, his own shaft being stroked by Caitlin's hand. "Nice."
"Damn straight," Weather Wizard practically shouted with excitement.
Both Mick and Snart was jealous of their fellow Rogue for being the first one to take advantage of her pillowy tits and thrusting his pole between them, but he knew it would be their turn sooner rather than later. Mick watched as it was soon his best friend's cock wedged between Killer Frost's breasts and formulated the next step in their little celebration orgy.
The muscular man let his Rogues have a little bit more fun titty-fucking the attractive Killer Frost, but after another minute he sprang to action. Putting his hands under her arms, Mick lifted the girl and walked towards the furniture until settling her down on the chair he was occupying earlier. As she got on her knees so her chest rested on the back of the seat, Mick and Snart were positioned themselves in front and behind her, respectively with Mark off to the side.
"God, such a big dick," Caitlin said, subconsciously licking her lips as she stared at the manhood belonging to Mick which was the size of a baby's arm.
The horny meta wasted no time stroking his length before popping his tip into her mouth and getting to work orally. She didn't know why it was Mick Rory of all people that she had such instant chemistry with, given his habit of starting fire. It was probably about opposites attracting or something along those lines.
"Mmhmm...had you pegged for a talented cock sucker," the gruff man observed.
"You should see what I can do with a pussy," Killer Frost replied before bobbing her head further down his pole.
She bobbed her head a few times, working just about half his hulk-sized tool into her oral cavity then pulled off him altogether. Obviously confident with her blowjob ability and wanting to show off, Caitlin used her tongue to dart out and repeatedly lick at his pee slit before opening her mouth wide and swallowing half his cock in one go, an impressive feat.
Meanwhile, as Mark joined Mick up by Caitlin's face to get in line for more oral, the man behind her wasn't exactly sitting on his hands. In fact, Snart was putting his to good use by pulling apart her thick ass cheeks to better expose her freshly waxed sex. He always liked a bald pussy and he showed that appreciation by sticking his tongue out and running it through her folds, into her pink hole before continuing back and swiping over her tight purple-colored asshole.
"Yes...more of that," Killer Frost told her fellow cold-lover before swapping Mark's cock into her mouth.
While Heatwave and the Wizard took turns getting an expert blowjob, Snart continued eating the younger woman's pussy and asshole. However, the white-haired man had much more on his mind then simply licking the metahuman's holes. Infact, that was merely a means to an ends, so he gave her asshole another lick, leaving globes of spit on the crinkled surface and straightened up.
Caitlin didn't flinch or show any reservations as his hand touched her thick cheek and pulled it to the side again, to give him a view of his target. Seeing her glistening pink pussy, Snart rubbed his tip through her folds and felt how truly wet the pale beauty was. But looking down and seeing her tight asshole, covered in spit then remembering the way the puckered hole gapped and winked at him during the rimjob, Leonard got a better idea.
"Oh shit," Killer Frost said through a grimace as, in one motion, Snart pushed his dick past her anal sphincter causing her to pause mid-blowjob. "You Rogues goes right for the ass."
"Hope that's okay," Leonard said with more than a hint of respect in his tone, the memory of poor Tony being frozen alive fresh in his mind, all while he let his tip rest in the entrance of her asshole.
"Trust me, you aren't my first back there and certainly won't be the last," Caitlin answered as she pushed back towards him.
"Now it's a party," Mick celebrated. "Well done Snart, you cocky bastard."
All while they were talking, the eldest statesman of the Rogues was starting to rock his cock in the curvy girl's ass. He didn't go fast or very deep, but after a minute he had managed to slowly envelope half of his lengthy 8 inch manhood into her rectum. Using smooth strokes and never pushing too much in at one time, Caitlin felt no pain or even discomfort any longer with Snart now feeling the horny girl pushing back against him as she resumed bobbing on the dicks in front of her face.
Leonard was lost in the feeling of the tightest hole he'd ever felt rubbing his cock from all sides, but eventually snapped out of it. Gripping tightly onto her hips, the man known to the police as Captain Cold started to pump into her faster, being certain to not be too jerky or stab too wildly.
"Stop pussy-footing around back there and really fuck me," Caitlin Snow told him before going back to sucking cock.
Mick and Mark couldn't help but notice her blowing got more sloppy and lacked the same technique as Snart gripped her hips and fucked the curvy girl harder. It was to be expected after all, with his strong arms jerking her back and forth, but Caitlin still was bouncing between their two members and sucking them as best she could under the circumstances of being assfucked at a vigorous pace.
After seeing that she took the sudden hard thrusts in stride, Leonard stopped holding anything back. He stroked his tool in and out of her bowels, completely remove himself from her to see the gap in her hole every time before diving back in. He gradually increased his speed until he was really sawing into her ass, making her drop her hand onto her clit and rub furiously.
"Jesus," Weather Wizard swore, watching the intense ass fucking. "She can take a hard pounding."
The metahuman spoke truth. Caitlin was trying to distract herself by sucking hard on whichever cock was in her mouth. It did some good, but when she started to flick her clit with her fingers it really started to make a bigger difference. Though she was experienced at taking a hard cock up the ass, it had been a little while since she was sodomized and her backdoor was tighter than ever.
"You bet I can," Caitlin beamed with well-earned pride.
Leonard wished he could have extended these minutes to feel her constricted ring of muscle around his cock forever, but he knew he had a few minutes max left in him before the other Rogues would demand their turn. He dug his fingers in even harder to the flesh around her hips and really pump into her for all he was worth.
"Balls deep in her asshole and she's wearing a smile," Mick observed. "My kinda girl!"
"Well I'd love to see if you were my type of guy," Killer Frost said with a wink.
Before Mick could push his oldest friend away, Snart speared deep into Caitlin's asshole one last time to savor the feeling. He watched as her thick white girl ass rippled from the blow before he pulled out and watched as her backdoor gaped open, a satisfied grin crossing his face.
The team moved like they did this all the time. Mick pulled his dick from Caitlin's mouth and took a seat in the chair directly beside the stunning criminal. As soon as Leonard pulled out of her asshole, Caitlin stood up, but didn't remain on her feet for very long at all..
"Mind if I go for a ride," Caitlin asked rhetorically with her trademark smirk on her face, already straddling his lap.
"Please do," Mick said as he pawed her bouncy tits, being sure to not grope too hard.
"Those are a nice set of tits there Killer Frost," Mark commented as the long-haired meta sank her pussy down on his fellow Rogue's lap.
"Mhmm...awwhh...thank you," Caitlin replied as she started to ride Mick's massive cock in her twat.
"I still prefer that ass," Mick weighed in as he reached around and squeezed her incredibly thick bottom.
As Killer Frost settled into her very bouncy riding pace on Mick's lap, she reached out and grabbed the fellow cold lover by the thigh to pull him closer. Snart knew what she was planning and almost spoke up to tell her that no more than 60 seconds ago that his dick had been as deep in her asshole as he could plunge.
Instead, Leonard used his genius-level intellect and self-serving attitude by keeping his trap shut as she opened her mouth wide and swallowed half his length in one impressive gulp. He was certain she could taste her asshole all over his dick, but no one would be able to tell, not with as much vigor as she sucked on his dirty meat in front of her currently.
"Hey Snart, didn't that dick come straight from Snow White's asshole," Mark commented, knowing the answer full well.
Caitlin couldn't recall ever taking a cock straight from her bum into her mouth, but sadly this experience wasn't going to sour her from doing it in the future. Though her asshole tasted less pleasant than her pussy, she was surprised it still had a nice, albeit more metallic flavor to it.
"Feels so fucking good," Mick groaned from beneath the riding girl.
To Caitlin's credit, the girl could multi-task. She may not have been able to bounce with as much reckless abandonment as she was doing before she started sucking on Snart's cock, she still maintained a good pace that took all of his girthy member into her wet hole. That was why Mick could have cared less that she had slowed down, in fact it meant that he could lean forward and latch his lips around one on her pokey nipples while his rough hands kneaded her thick ass.
Mark Mardon, or Weather Wizard as he was known to the Central City news, had also noticed that Caitlin had slowed her pace. The handsome man had rounded behind the thick-bottomed girl and waited for his moment, which presented itself shortly thereafter. Riding Mick's cock all the way down to the base, Caitlin kept him completely in her pussy as she began grinding on his lap.
"Let's really make this like that time in Bludhaven," Mark said to his fellow Rogue.
"Mmm...why the hell not," Mick grunted his approval. "As long as the Ice Queen here is up for it."
"Bring it on," Killer Frost replied, game for anything these boys could throw at her.
Caitlin wasn't paying much attention to what the two thieves were saying, concentrating more on rocking her hips on Mick's lap and sucking the ass-flavored cock in her face. While Mick held her down on his dick, stopping her bucking altogether, she looked back just in time to see the skinnier man step up right behind her before feeling his head press against her already-used backdoor.
The move caught Caitlin by complete surprise. She had been having sexy regularly since she was a freshman in high school as she had developed both physically and sexual early in the life. However when Mark gently yet firmly shoved his dick into her asshole without warning, she was shocked for the first time in the bedroom since a long time.
"Jesus Christ! Fuck fuck fuck," Killer Frost exclaimed at the top of her lungs.
All three men heard Caitlin's scream as she had two dicks inserted into her pussy and asshole simultaneously. She didn't know it was even possible for this to happen, but the two men took time sawing into her holes, one pushing forward as the other retreated. Within moments they had settled into a matched rhythm and all the pale beauty could do was sit back and enjoy being ruthlessly used by the two criminal.
Caitlin relaxed and let them pummel her body with their hard tools, only managing to squirm into a position that gave them better access to what they were doing. She took a break from sucking on Snart's member, though her hand still clutched it and was stroking him off. She lost track of time as she basked in the glory of two men taking turns going balls deep in her anus and twat, bringing her rapidly towards a strong orgasm.
"OH SHIT," she swore as one of her most powerful orgasms of her life rocked her unnaturally chilled body.
None of the men fucking the beautiful metahuman wanted to be the first to climax and spend the rest of the time spent on the sidelines. However, as Caitlin came her fuckholes spasmed tightly, making her asshole in particular a fleshy vice. The Weather Wizard tried to slow his thrusting, but it was too late; he could feel the cum in his balls already boiling up.
"Don't you cum in her asshole and ruin it for me," Mick demanded of his partner, as he recognized the expression on his face and knew what it meant.
"Quickly, cum in mouth," Caitlin urged. "I want to taste you."
The handsome criminal withdrew from Caitlin's well-used asshole and rounded the seat to stand by her head, the position that Leonard had just departed from. Before Mark started to cum he placed the head of his booty-flavored cock between the ice queen's plump lips. Torrents of jizz erupted from his, plastering the back of her throat and surface of her tongue.
Caitlin had always found the taste of cum to be pleasant, but in her heightened aroused state it tasted like a fine wine to her. Even as Mick started to thrust harder up into her pussy, the metahuman killer swallowed down Weather Wizard's offering of salty seed, even giving him some post-coital head on top of it.
"Mmmm...now that hit the spot," Caitlin commented with a wide grin.
"Well there's gonna be more soon," Mick roared in his deep voice. "But first, I want to take a little ride down the dirt road."
"How could I decline such a well-spoken request," Caitlin jested, feeling the big man pull out of her cunt.
By the time Caitlin sank back down onto his lap, Mick had angled his manhood backwards so that he immediately plunged into her asshole. For Caitlin, it was the third different dick to make it's way into her backdoor, but Mick's was by far the widest. She bit her bottom lip as she felt her rectum expand further than ever before, but the sodomy for the past 30 minutes had loosened it up enough that she didn't tear in half.
After getting used to his impressive girth, the thick-rumped metahuman showed no signs that it was the biggest cock she'd ever taken in her perfect as she rode his dick expertly. Over and over Caitlin lifted her perfectly shaped ass off his lap until only the last inch of his well formed cock remained held by her sphincter, at which point she would reverse course and slide down his pole.
"Not gonna...awwh...be able to...mhhmm...sit for a week," Caitlin commented between moans.
"The job isn't for a few weeks, you'll recover by then," Snart wisely stated.
All while Caitlin rode his tool like a pro, she hadn't forgotten about the white-haired man in his middle years. Leonard was stroking his own dick while Killer Frost lowered her head so she could capture first one nut then after a long suck she'd tried it for the other. It was the perfect amount of attention to keep the leader of the Rogues aroused while allowing Caitlin to spend most of her energy on riding Mick.
However, Caitlin could feel her stamina fatiguing with each plunge down onto his cock. She wanted to finish him off quickly since there was still Snart left, so that meant upping the ante. Pulling her mouth away from licking Captain Cold's balls, Caitlin planted her feet on the seat next to burly thug and used her legs to propel herself up then slammed her meaty ass down on his lap.
"Oh God," Mick roared as the slight tweak in her positioning meant that her ass felt tighter as she rode him even harder.
"You like that big boy," Caitlin asked, slamming her ass back down time after time.
"Shit... need to cum," Heat Wave warned. "Ugh...ugh...here it comes...ugh."
"Mhmm...yes...cum in my ass," Caitlin encouraged as their sweat covered bodies continued to slam into each other.
All Mick could do was tightly clench the meta's wide hips and quickly pump his cock up into her spit-lined asshole for the last few seconds. Tossing his head back, the burly man buried himself in the younger girl for the last time before blasting several streams of thick warm cum into her rectum. He held himself still in the depths of her bowels until his manhood had emptied, at which point the exhausted man lifted Caitlin from his lap, leaving his sticky reward deep in her asshole.
"Hope you didn't forget about little ol' me," Captain Cold said, appearing in front of the tired ice queen.
In his haste, Mick had rolled Caitlin onto the seat next to them with Killer Frost sitting on her thick ass in a reclined position. Snart had barely wasted any time in running around the seats so he could stand in front of her, hard cock in hand. Caitlin ran a hand through her hair and gave the eager man a smile as she settled a leg up onto his shoulder to give him even better access to her sex.
"Mhmm...yes," Caitlin groaned as his lengthy cock began plunging into her damp pussy.
Having experienced several strong orgasms and been on the receiving end of 3 men who used her holes to fuck ruthlessly, Caitlin was spent. Therefore she had no idea how long Leonard stood over her, pumping his long dick into her twat. Captain Cold, as he was known to the media as, was savoring every moment of the sex with Caitlin, which was going on only 5 minutes now.
"So good," he grunted as he reached down and kneaded her bouncing tits.
"Yeah? Good enough to give me that cum," Caitlin asked in her most sultry tone.
"Ask and ye shall receive, Snart replied, feeling his orgasm approaching. "Where do you want it?"
"Cum wherever you want stud."
"Okay babe...here it comes. UUNNGHHH," he screamed.
Like a volcano erupting, Snart felt his balls started to bubble and boil before the thick liquid flowed up his shaft and out his narrow slit. With his cock buried so far inside Killer Frost, his cum pasted her inner walls, mixing with her own sweet juices. The self-appointed Captain held himself in her snatch for a few extra moments after finishing unloading his huge wad in Caitlin before pushing off of her sexy body and collapsing in a chair nearby.
"Well...now that's what I call team building," Mick grinned, already re-dressed.
"I can only imagine what we do to celebrate a successful mission," Mark added, lighting up a cigarette.
"You have no idea," the exhausted girl retorted, wide smile on her face as well.
After the foursome tracked down their clothing and got dressed, Leonard suggested to the powerful metahuman that it was probably time to take the abusive Rogue out of his timeout. Kaitlin was still pretty pissed about his rough treatment, nearly making her gag, and still wasn't in a forgiving mood so once she left the Rogues alone in the warehouse it was up to Mick and his powerful flamethrower to rescue Tony.
"What a psychotic bitch," Girder roared in anger.
"Easy kid, she might hear you and come back to finish where she left off," a relaxed Snart told the hothead.
"So what? I just ignore her disrespecting me," Tony spat.
"Kid, you stand to make one fifth of 30 million dollars. Even my uneducated ass knows that's a good fucking deal. So keep your damn mouth shut, get over it and make your damn money," Mick advice.
"Precisely. Now, time to plan this heist out."
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