Thread: Drielle's Exercises

A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. That is the days theme and Diana is very pleased to achieving that. Of course, for people like herself and Power Girl, it is not a simple task and some strategy came at hand, picking a hotel pool as the perfect place. It is a public place, for sure, but not as public as others, what helps keeping away the reporters and the media. Opening her eyes, the Wonder Woman peeks around, checking the other visitors around. Not so crowed, but there still about two dozen people around, plus, of course, the hotels staff. Turning her head a little bit more, she checks on Power Girl, also laying at the sun, drinking another large cup of strawberry juice. Dianas eyes crosses over the blondes skin, noticing her curves. Power Girl had power curves, especially the round breasts, but nothing on her overall shape would be considered ordinary. At other hand, Diana looks down to herself, also ample bust and hips. Both of them dressed into minimal bikinis, it becomes possible to hide their super powers by exhibiting their super curves. There is something arousing for the Greek goddess about them both exposing part of their silhouettes. As much as silently admiring her fellow and protges features. A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. Power Girl snaps her finger and order another strawberry juice, while the Wonder Womans mind drifts once again, this time to the general public, once again facing the fact that the public in general does not care about their powers, but about their shapes. She can notice how the men looks to them, and it bothers her a little. The only two amusing parts for her about be in such public and exposed situations and really exciting are when she notices the teenage boys and women. She laughs to herself, wondering if the boys gather to talk about her and look at a picture of her, masturbating t her curves. The idea is satisfying. But more satisfying becomes when Diana wonders wat the women may think about her and her body, of course. Especially married women. The Greek Guardian feels a wave of heat filling her body when struck by the thought a heterosexual and married woman would review her behavior because of her. THAT was a thrill! A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. Diana tries to keep that in mind, while she craves her long nail on her own thighs to ease her sinful desires. As usual, she will have to wait and keep it to her bath tube. Her long personal rituals. What sort of private ritual a Greek female warrior from an island filled by women would perform? Wonder Womans lips almost speaks aloud the words Self Pleasing, but for her luck, another snap of fingers and another Strawberry juice order breaks her thoughts. Diana needs to sigh deep. In many occasions she had the desire to lay down in lust with her colleagues. The female ones, in special. But she has a reputation to grant and must be an example. How would the others look at her, knowing she likes licking and rubbing and moaning along the other heroines? Diana thinks, pausing and deciding she could, at least, risk another look over Power Girls body, just to dream about teaching the girl one or two Special maneuver. A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. Unfortunately, the barman runs out of strawberries when the next order comes from the blonde lady in the ridiculously small white and red bikini. Scratching the head, the barman is about to call the waiter. It would be a shame is the lady without her juice supply decides to leave the poolside along her gorgeous brunette aunt, the man assumes. Short of strawberries, dear? the female voice comes from the back, where a lady dressed in top, short skirt and high heeled boots looks at him, her face covered by the mask of a clowns painting. She smiles wide and pleasant, cocking her head and bouncing her blonde pigtails as she speaks. You may use some of mine! I have a can full of it right here! It is organic! Planted by a friend of mine at her own home greenhouse! Yummy! She says, sounding friendly, a childish smile on her painted face. uh ok then the man takes the can, believing the girl is part of the hotels recreation staff. A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. Diana opens her eyes, eager to scan Power girls body once again. Think about that thighs, that hips, that cute face and perhaps that round breasts rubbing against her own, while they two moan loud some dirty observations about their desires. But Power Girl is not there! Diana sits over the towel, observing the spot where her partner should be, and then glancing around, in hope she would be somewhere. She sighs and stands up, her gold and red bikini digging its way between the heroines buttocks, but the Greek Goddess ignores this fact or worse, even enjoys while she walks by the pools area. In a given time, behind the service area, a sort of commotion is noted by the Wonder Woman, who by instinct and experience, is guided to investigate. She steps close to a bunch of men, fully distracted and mesmerized. A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. Or it should be. A bunch of men perhaps a dozen of them makes a circle around the two girl, back on the service area of the hotels pool, right next to the door giving access to changing rooms. Over a small table, two women were playing the most interesting card game in world in front of the masculine public. One side, Haley Quinn, sits laughing and teasing and yelling I won again!, amused about how is easy to win a poker game when you set your own changing room. At the tables other side, posing as Harleys opposition, Power Girl holds a set of cards, while all the men like crazy wolves observes her nudity, while her bikini pieces lies over the gaming table. In disgust, Diana passes by the wolf men, noticing that some of them are actually holding their hardened cocks out and masturbating while Power Girl Dianas pupil sits naked playing cards with that crazy clown bitch. What are you doing? Have you gone mad? she asks. Power Girl stands up, making her round breasts bounce and giving a plenty view of her also well rounded and shaped butt. Her modesty covered by a small strip of golden blonde pubic hair, teasing the men present even more to the point they do not care about the discussion and even include Diana on their desires. With a cute and sleepy smile, Power Girl states in a twisted and slow tone I am about to win this strip poker and put her nude in front everyone! She laughs, as if that would be, really, a great accomplishing. A nice day at the poolside. Just tanning and relaxing. But now Wonder Woman has to face her young partner depredating herself, taken by the alcohol effects. We set no drinks today, remember? Diana asks, but Power Girl only shrugs and says I ordered Strawberry juice! It is enough, young lady! and all the men start to protest immediately while Diana drags her protg into a changing room in order to preserve at least a few of her dignity, but the louder protest comes from Harley Quinn, who states I am about to get a pussy licking! Wait! Filled by fury, Diana enters the small room covered by white and blue tiles, checking each private shower to check if they are alone. Standing dizzy, Power Girl just flows with the action. Dianas eyes narrows, as she demands some sort of explanation or anything that would satisfy her rage and the spoiling of her Nice day at the poolside. What do you say? She presses once again, but Power Girl cannot find any reasonable argument. She just went into a game. Very well. Diana says coldly, knowing the Olympians demand the balance of forces. With a deep sigh, the Greek guardian sits on a bench then pulling her colleague heroine down to her lap, raising the naked bum up and starting a good, well deserved session of slapping, turning that round and delicious butt into a reddish tone while Power Girl, taken by surprise, starts yelling like a schoolgirl. At some point, she holds the tears in her eyes, recognizing the power and authority of a mature and experienced woman. Resigned, Power Girl just say I am sorry, Diana. I will obey you and be the girl you command me to be, whatever it be! Diana listens and smirks, but says nothing, simply because she does not want to stop that moment where she could, at last, find a reason to place her hands over that delicious young body. Unfortunately, both are interrupted by the opening door. Dressed in nothing but the clown make up and her high heeled boots, Harley Quinn enters the changing room with a sheepish smiles and an index finger risen up asking May I be the next?