BIRDS OF PREY: The Chronicles of Dinah

Barbara Gordon/Dinah Lance
TRUE INTENTIONS -- HOT FOR THE TEACHER
By TwilightPro101
RATED: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: BIRDS OF PREY is property of DC/Warner Bros. I do not own the characters and I'm gaining no profit from writing this story.
SPOILERS: None.
NOTE: This story involves sex with a minor. If you’re offended turn away now!

Dinah Lance found herself sleeping uneasily with the confines of the bed, that Helena Kyle easily found comfortable. Sure, it was a bed but it wasn’t yet her own and it was a pain in the ass to fall asleep in. Down stairs, Dinah could hear Barbara Gordon, her new legal guardian pounding away at whatever multi-task computer mission she had had at hand. Dinah tried to tune it out, but she could easily hear Barbara – “Babs” hammering away at her keyboards and her wheelchair moving across the smooth surface below.
Dinah wanted to kick herself or do something. Silence was exactly something that easily achieved in the Clock Tower and Barbara had made that clear. How Helena did it she didn’t know? She could only assume that she worked herself to the max during the night and easily found comfort in the bed. Dinah shifted again, clutching the pillow, and forcing it to her head. It was truly times like these that she wanted to be at home in her own bed…
She stopped herself at the thought.
New Gotham was her home now. Barbara had made that clear and Dinah would not deny that even if she could.
New Gotham had it’s advantages. New school, new boyfriends, new toys to play around and two very attractive women that could teach her how to control her Meta abilities.
“Dinah?” Babara’s voice echoed from across the room.
“Yeah,” Dinah said climbing up from her bed slowly as if struggling to wake-up from her sleep.
“Having trouble sleeping?” Barbara asked moving her wheelchair towards the bed.
“Is it that obvious?” Dinah asked, pulling the blanket up over her sports bra.
“It’s all right, Dinah,” Barbara said, getting close enough to the bed, so that she could begin to massage the girl’s head, almost taking on a mother-like attitude for her. “There are nights where I don’t get any sleep at all.”
“You don’t?” Dinah replied.
“No, being an Oracle and all, I get calls and updates constantly and let us not forget high school teacher,” Barabara said continuing to rub Dinah’s head, running her finger along her hair line and gracefully massaging her skull.
“What do you do if you can’t sleep?” Dinah asked, attempting to give off all the cuteness she could possibly muster.
“It’s private,” Barbara returned, running her hand through Dinah’s hair ever so carefully.
“Come on, I’m in the Girls of Solitude,” Dinah said jokingly.
Barbara smiled back at Dinah’s comment. “Yes, you are, Dinah, but…”
“But what?” Dinah forced.
“It’s something that will surprise you,” Barbara returned. “Something I’m sure you’re not ready for.”
“What?” Dinah asked again.
“There are some nights when Helena and I can’t seem to get any sleep and well…she usually takes me up here, carries me and makes love to me,” Barbara forced.
“Are you kidding?” Dinah returned, shocked and a little dumbfounded. “Are you all lesbians or something?”
“Dinah, I’m bi- and well Helena is a bit controversial,” Barbara returned.
“Does it work?” Dinah asked, completely ignoring the last statement.
“Yeah, and it’s a great work out,” Barbara said, as she began to caress Dinah’s lips with her fingers.
“What are you doing?” Dinah asked, trying to pull back.
“You need it, Dinah, admit it,” Barbara pushed as she pulled herself from the wheelchair and dropped in the middle of Dinah’s legs, pinning Dinah to the bed.
“You’re going to have to arouse first,” Dinah forced. “Since you know I don’t…”
“Don’t swing that way,” Barbara returned, climbing up beside Dinah and looking her in the eye. “Don’t worry, Dinah, I’ll take care of you and hopefully if you like it you and Helena can have a go at it from time-to-time. I’m sure she would like to taste that tight little pussy of yours.”
“Pussy?” Dinah forced with the most adorable look Barbara had seen all day on the young girl’s face. Barbara allowed her left hand to roam, Dinah’s body freely, running her fingers over two soft nipples, caressing her tits then moving down her stomach right to her pussy.
“This is your pussy,” Barbara said, massaging it with her hand in a circular motion, ruffling Dinah’s panties. “This is where you’re going to reach your level of pure pleasure for me. Are we clear?”
Dinah forced a slight moan out of her mouth, inciting Barbara to shift that much closer to Dinah. “Yyyyeeeessss,” Dinah stuttered.
“Have you ever pleasured yourself before?” Barbara asked as she looked the young girl directly in the face. Dinah shook her head no, all the while Barbara continued to massage Dinah’s pussy on the surface of her panties. “That’s okay, baby Dinah, I’ll show you how and I’m sure you’re going to love it.”
Dinah could say nothing as she felt Barbara’s fingers part her lips ever so carefully through her boy shorts then allow them to retract.
“The first thing I want to do though is take off that top,” Barbara said, making Dinah moan again this time a little louder. Dinah shifted forward and without any thought took off her top revealing her small well built tits. Barbara half drooled at the view, but continued to focus on playing with Dinah’s pussy through the surface of Dinah’s boy shorts. “Have you ever wondered what those nipples were for?”
Dinah shook her head no, but continued to moan ever so softly as Barbara continued her circular attack on Dinah’s pussy. Without a thought, Barbara moved down and allowed her tongue to touch the peek of Dinah’s left nipple. As soon as Dinah’s top was off, Barbara could only assume that her nipples had become erect, either that or the pleasure from her attack was starting to take its effect on the young girl.
Barbara’s tongue danced effortlessly over the nipple, toying with it slightly before she moved on down to the right nipple repeating the same motion. Dinah already had her head back up against the headboard obviously enjoying the pleasure and thrill of it, but Barbara was only beginning. With another effortless move, Barbara allowed her mouth to gain suction of Dinah’s right nipple allowing her tongue to dance around it while she sucked away at it. Every couple of seconds, Barbara would come up, look Dinah in the face and to see if she was enjoying it, but Dinah was always caught up in the pleasure of it all with her head against the headboard and her eyes closed tightly. She moved to the left nipple but this time she wanted to up the ante, so instead of continuing to suck on it she bite down on the nipple forcing a scream out of Dinah’s mouth.
“Oh god! Barbara!!!!!!” Dinah screamed. Barbara smiled and bite it a little harder allowing Dinah to scream again. Barbara pulled herself down slowly, kissing every inch of skin she felt necessary, but now all she could think about was focusing on Dinah’s tight slit. Her kisses continued, moving down towards its target until she reached it.
“Dinah, are you ready for the next level?” Barbara asked, massaging Dinah’s thighs with her hands. Dinah nodded. “First I need your shorts and panties off.” Dinah quickly complied revealing a non-shaven pussy in Barbara’s eyes. Dinah’s slit, of course, was tight. Barbara knew without much question Dinah had never experienced this kind of pleasure and it was truly obvious from the tightness of her slit, that lay right in front of Barbara’s face. Barbara knew she couldn’t have that and began to move herself closer to the young girl’s slit. Barbara looked at the girl for a second, just to make sure she would approve of what was ahead and Dinah did without much question, nodding her head. Barbara kissed Dinah’s inner thighs and allowed her tongue to run a few circles around Dinah’s slit, allowing her to get a slight feel for what was ahead. Dinah moaned trying her hardest to hold it back.
Before Dinah could comprehend the thought of another woman’s tongue opening her slit, Barbara had opened the concave with her two fingers and allowed her tongue to lick it ever so slightly. Dinah shuttered under the pressure of the arousal of Barbara’s tongue and it’s quick actions. Dinah was truly moist, but Barbara wanted this girl to gush. With her right hand, she allowed her tongue and two fingers to quickly enter the folds of the slit. Her tongue dancing in one rhythm and her two fingers dancing in their own, both working the young girl’s clit until she could take it no more.
Dinah screamed like a banshee as she unless her first ever flood of honey out of her folds for Barbara’s mouth to take in the full pleasure of the experience. Dinah half wanted to cum again as Barbara licked her no longer virgin slit clean, but Barbara stopped allowing Dinah to catch her breath.
Barbara quickly climbed her way back up to the spot beside Dinah and looked her in dead in the eyes.
“Do you think you could pleasure me?” Barbara asked with Dinah’s cum scattered about her mouth and face.
Dinah didn’t answer instead she shifted forward and kissed Barbara hard on the mouth, allowing her tongue to gain entrance into those folds, making Barbara’s own tongue dance with her rhythm. Barbara’s mouth tasted amazing with her own cum – it was truly sweet honey and now, she was going to return the favor to the older woman.

“Oh my god, Barbara!” a voice shouted from the door.
Barbara and Dinah broke the kiss for a moment and found Helena standing in the doorway, dressed to kill in her super sexy superhero outfit.

TBC….