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“Hey,” a female voice said from behind him as he stared out over the city. He turned around, momentarily perplexed by the fact that no one was there. “Up here,” the voice said, and he tilted his head upwards to see the lithe figure of Kara Zor-El, otherwise known as Supergirl staring down at him as she descended. He really should have expected this, as they had been dating for over six months.
“Well damn,” he said as he caught a glimpse of the underside her skirt. “A picture with that kinda view would turn me into a billionaire.” While he thoroughly enjoyed his girlfriend's super-body, he wasn't always happy with how she was objectified. On more than one occasion he had been forcefully restrained by another vigilante when a reporter made a snide comment. There had also been several dropped cases of assault, ensuing after Peter broke a video camera that tried to get a glimpse of her pussy. On that particular day, the reporter had been sent to the hospital.
“You missed our lunch date,” she smirked playfully as she came to his eye-level, “you bad boy.”
“Well yeah...” he said with a nervous scratch of his head. It wasn't exactly comforting to know that your girlfriend was upset with you and that she could juggle planets. Luckily he had a legitimate excuse. “Apartment fire downtown kept me,” he said with a weak smile as he pulled his mask halfway up his face.
“You could've used the watch,” she cooed as she placed her arms around his shoulders, allowing a slight tingle to shoot up his back. “That's what it's for, after all.”
“I thought you where in the arctic with Supes?” he replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her closer.
“I could hear that watch from the Watchtower,” she said as he felt her hot breath against his skin. The sensation began to arouse him slightly as she continued, “so no excuse for you next time.” She then proceeded to lift both their bodies into the air rather gracefully.
“Oh no!” he exclaimed mockingly, “I'm being kidnapped!”
“Yes,” Kara said with a playfully sadistic smile etched across her face. “I am kidnapping you. You cannot escape. Or hope to be freed, as no one else knows where I am taking you.” The last part of the statement was true, as even though Kara and Peter where known to be a couple by the entire superhero population, only two people in the world knew where their shared apartment was. The first being Kara's cousin, Clark. The other being Peter's Aunt May. Though Peter had a sneaking suspicion that the Batman knew where every superhero lived.
“Ooooh,” Peter replied as their apartment came into view. “Someone save me.”
“No one can save you,” Kara smiled as they descended through the always open balcony door that lead to their shared penthouse. The only reason Peter was even able to afford to buy the place was from a windfall that came after he designed a website to monitor all superhero activity in New York. The website had later been bought out by Wayne Enterprises for half a million. More than enough for Peter to be able to afford his new place, even without his subsequent employment at Horizon Labs. “I'm going to torture you for information, Spider-man.” Kara finished as she tossed him onto the bed playfully.
“I'll never talk,” he replied with playful defiance.
“They all talk in the end,” Kara replied as she proceeded to remove her cape and toss it on the floor before crawling onto the bed, easily pinning him. “Now,” she whispered into his ear, “what does our mystery man look like?” she said before slipping his mask off. He couldn't help but shudder as her fingers trailed up and down his face. “...and he's rather cute.”
“Well I am popular on Themescira,” he replied, only to have a slender finger placed over his lips.
“Let me do the talking,” Kara said before she pulled her shirt off in the most seductive way possible, revealing two handfuls of peachy flesh covered with a blue bra. Underneath those marvellous breast was a toned stomach that any model would murder for. But his attention was diverted once more as he felt her fingers tug at his shirt, pulling it upwards over his head with minimal force.
“It's so hot when you do that,” he said, earning a lighthearted smile from Kara as he reached up and kissed her. With one hand he moved to undo her bra, while with the other he toyed with her lower lips, which where still slightly concealed by her scarlet red skirt. “Makes me wish more baddies where as hot as you.”
“You'd rather a real baddie kidnap you?” Kara scoffed mockingly as she ran her hand through his hair.
“Well I wouldn't say no to watching you and Wonder-girl throw down with Star Sapphire and Poison Ivy in the mud while it's raining and you're all wearing bikini's.” He said as he managed to unclasp the blue garment, letting it fall to the ground beside her cape. He began to play with her breasts with one hand as he ran a series of kisses from her lips to her cheek and down her neck.
“Ohhhh Peter...” she gasped as he felt her hips buck forward slightly. “Don't stop...” she muttered as her hips continued to gyrate. With one simple motion, he managed to remove her skirt and toss it, leaving only Kara's panties, which he could tell where already wet. Smiling devilishly, he slipped them down and began to tease her maw with a single finger, all the while keeping up his efforts on her breasts and neck. An involuntary convulsion of her thighs caused her panties to rip in half as he slid a single digit into her waiting flesh. He reached into his power-set and willed his finger to move back and forth rather quickly. He watched As Kara's eyes shot open with pleasure as she began to moan.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked as he slipped another finger inside to join the first. Followed by a third. Kara's moans grew louder and more frequent as she rose into the air, inch by inch. Soon he was unable to reach her neck or breasts, and was forced to focus his attentions on her waiting womanhood, which remained staring at his face. Furiously, he drove his tongue inside, feeling her walls clench around him slightly. But something changed. He felt her begin to move, turning herself upside down in a flying version of the sixty-nine position. He gasped as he felt Kara's tongue reach out around his already-erect penis, covering it in wet saliva. Before he knew it, his entire member was engulfed in her mouth, as she began to suck away like a pro.
Not one to be out-done, he grabbed her ass cheeks and began to play with them as he continued to eat her out. He felt her legs wrap around the back of his head and pull him in deeper. Then Kara began to change position once more. She floated down by several inches and clasped his penis between her exposed breasts.
“Ohhh,” he muttered, enjoying the sensation as she released his manhood, and twisted herself to an upright floating position.
“Now I know you'll enjoy this,” she smiled as she forced him down onto the bed by pressing her thighs onto his shoulders. She then slid backwards and smiled playfully, “just try and escape now.” She finished before she lifted her hips upwards and used a single hand to open her vagina. As if on command, his still-erect penis edged towards the super-heroine's waiting pussy, before it was engulfed entirely.
While he knew Kara always went easy on him during sex, he always marvelled at how tight she was. Like fucking both a virgin with the skill of a prostitute and the body of a supermodel, he thought as he felt her warms walls of flesh surround his member with powerful motions. The first time they had had sex, he had been so unprepared that he came mere seconds after entering her womanhood. Now he was able to restrain himself and re-focus his attentions on her pleasure. He reached up with both hands and began to play with her breasts as he began to gyrate his hips up and down in co-ordination with her motions. Soon he was lost in a sexual bliss.
“Oh fuck...” Kara cried as he felt her vagina walls clasp him tightly. “Oh fuck I'm gonna cum...” she cried as she ran her hands across his chest.
“me too...” he replied as he felt the familiar pressure building. “In or out?” he asked with an exhale.
“I...in....” she gasped as her walls grew even tighter. “I.....aaaahhhhh!” She cried as he felt warm juices encompass his member, and he allowed himself to come to a full release. Panting, he felt Kara pull herself off of him and lie down on the bed next to him, planting a swift kiss over his lips as she did so.
“How about next time I kidnap you?” he smiled as he stroked the side of her face.
Web of Love: X-rated
Runs in conjunction with a non X-rated version on Fanfiction.net
"Hey," a female voice said from behind him as he stared out over the city. He turned around, momentarily perplexed by the fact that no one was there. "Up here," the voice said, and he tilted his head upwards to see the lithe figure of Kara Zor-El, otherwise known as Supergirl staring down at him as she descended. He really should have expected this, as they had been dating for over six months.
"Well damn," he said as he caught a glimpse of the underside her skirt. "A picture with that kinda view would turn me into a billionaire." While he thoroughly enjoyed his girlfriend's super-body, he wasn't always happy with how she was objectified. On more than one occasion he had been forcefully restrained by another vigilante when a reporter made a snide comment. There had also been several dropped cases of assault, ensuing after Peter broke a video camera that tried to get a glimpse of her pussy. On that particular day, the reporter had been sent to the hospital.
"You missed our lunch date," she smirked playfully as she came to his eye-level, "you bad boy."
"Well yeah..." he said with a nervous scratch of his head. It wasn't exactly comforting to know that your girlfriend was upset with you and that she could juggle planets. Luckily he had a legitimate excuse. "Apartment fire downtown kept me," he said with a weak smile as he pulled his mask halfway up his face.
"You could've used the watch," she cooed as she placed her arms around his shoulders, allowing a slight tingle to shoot up his back. "That's what it's for, after all."
"I thought you where in the arctic with Supes?" he replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her closer.
"I could hear that watch from the Watchtower," she said as he felt her hot breath against his skin. The sensation began to arouse him slightly as she continued, "so no excuse for you next time." She then proceeded to lift both their bodies into the air rather gracefully.
"Oh no!" he exclaimed mockingly, "I'm being kidnapped!"
"Yes," Kara said with a playfully sadistic smile etched across her face. "I am kidnapping you. You cannot escape. Or hope to be freed, as no one else knows where I am taking you." The last part of the statement was true, as even though Kara and Peter where known to be a couple by the entire superhero population, only two people in the world knew where their shared apartment was. The first being Kara's cousin, Clark. The other being Peter's Aunt May. Though Peter had a sneaking suspicion that the Batman knew where every superhero lived.
"Ooooh," Peter replied as their apartment came into view. "Someone save me."
"No one can save you," Kara smiled as they descended through the always open balcony door that lead to their shared penthouse. The only reason Peter was even able to afford to buy the place was from a windfall that came after he designed a website to monitor all superhero activity in New York. The website had later been bought out by Wayne Enterprises for half a million. More than enough for Peter to be able to afford his new place, even without his subsequent employment at Horizon Labs. "I'm going to torture you for information, Spider-man." Kara finished as she tossed him onto the bed playfully.
"I'll never talk," he replied with playful defiance.
"They all talk in the end," Kara replied as she proceeded to remove her cape and toss it on the floor before crawling onto the bed, easily pinning him. "Now," she whispered into his ear, "what does our mystery man look like?" she said before slipping his mask off. He couldn't help but shudder as her fingers trailed up and down his face. "...and he's rather cute."
"Well I am popular on Themescira," he replied, only to have a slender finger placed over his lips.
"Let me do the talking," Kara said before she pulled her shirt off in the most seductive way possible, revealing two handfuls of peachy flesh covered with a blue bra. Underneath those marvellous breast was a toned stomach that any model would murder for. But his attention was diverted once more as he felt her fingers tug at his shirt, pulling it upwards over his head with minimal force.
"It's so hot when you do that," he said, earning a lighthearted smile from Kara as he reached up and kissed her. With one hand he moved to undo her bra, while with the other he toyed with her lower lips, which where still slightly concealed by her scarlet red skirt. "Makes me wish more baddies where as hot as you."
"You'd rather a real baddie kidnap you?" Kara scoffed mockingly as she ran her hand through his hair.
"Well I wouldn't say no to watching you and Wonder-girl throw down with Star Sapphire and Poison Ivy in the mud while it's raining and you're all wearing bikini's." He said as he managed to unclasp the blue garment, letting it fall to the ground beside her cape. He began to play with her breasts with one hand as he ran a series of kisses from her lips to her cheek and down her neck.
"Ohhhh Peter..." she gasped as he felt her hips buck forward slightly. "Don't stop..." she muttered as her hips continued to gyrate. With one simple motion, he managed to remove her skirt and toss it, leaving only Kara's panties, which he could tell where already wet. Smiling devilishly, he slipped them down and began to tease her maw with a single finger, all the while keeping up his efforts on her breasts and neck. An involuntary convulsion of her thighs caused her panties to rip in half as he slid a single digit into her waiting flesh. He reached into his power-set and willed his finger to move back and forth rather quickly. He watched As Kara's eyes shot open with pleasure as she began to moan.
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked as he slipped another finger inside to join the first. Followed by a third. Kara's moans grew louder and more frequent as she rose into the air, inch by inch. Soon he was unable to reach her neck or breasts, and was forced to focus his attentions on her waiting womanhood, which remained staring at his face. Furiously, he drove his tongue inside, feeling her walls clench around him slightly. But something changed. He felt her begin to move, turning herself upside down in a flying version of the sixty-nine position. He gasped as he felt Kara's tongue reach out around his already-erect penis, covering it in wet saliva. Before he knew it, his entire member was engulfed in her mouth, as she began to suck away like a pro.
Not one to be out-done, he grabbed her ass cheeks and began to play with them as he continued to eat her out. He felt her legs wrap around the back of his head and pull him in deeper. Then Kara began to change position once more. She floated down by several inches and clasped his penis between her exposed breasts.
"Ohhh," he muttered, enjoying the sensation as she released his manhood, and twisted herself to an upright floating position.
"Now I know you'll enjoy this," she smiled as she forced him down onto the bed by pressing her thighs onto his shoulders. She then slid backwards and smiled playfully, "just try and escape now." She finished before she lifted her hips upwards and used a single hand to open her vagina. As if on command, his still-erect penis edged towards the super-heroine's waiting pussy, before it was engulfed entirely.
While he knew Kara always went easy on him during sex, he always marvelled at how tight she was. Like fucking both a virgin with the skill of a prostitute and the body of a supermodel, he thought as he felt her warms walls of flesh surround his member with powerful motions. The first time they had had sex, he had been so unprepared that he came mere seconds after entering her womanhood. Now he was able to restrain himself and re-focus his attentions on her pleasure. He reached up with both hands and began to play with her breasts as he began to gyrate his hips up and down in co-ordination with her motions. Soon he was lost in a sexual bliss.
"Oh fuck..." Kara cried as he felt her vagina walls clasp him tightly. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum..." she cried as she ran her hands across his chest.
"me too..." he replied as he felt the familiar pressure building. "In or out?" he asked with an exhale.
"I...in...." she gasped as her walls grew even tighter. "I.....aaaahhhhh!" She cried as he felt warm juices encompass his member, and he allowed himself to come to a full release. Panting, he felt Kara pull herself off of him and lie down on the bed next to him, planting a swift kiss over his lips as she did so.
"How about next time I kidnap you?" he smiled as he stroked the side of her face.
“Hey,” a female voice said from behind him as he stared out over the city. He turned around, momentarily perplexed by the fact that no one was there. “Up here,” the voice said, and he tilted his head upwards to see the lithe figure of Kara Zor-El, otherwise known as Supergirl staring down at him as she descended. He really should have expected this, as they had been dating for over six months.
“Well damn,” he said as he caught a glimpse of the underside her skirt. “A picture with that kinda view would turn me into a billionaire.” While he thoroughly enjoyed his girlfriend's super-body, he wasn't always happy with how she was objectified. On more than one occasion he had been forcefully restrained by another vigilante when a reporter made a snide comment. There had also been several dropped cases of assault, ensuing after Peter broke a video camera that tried to get a glimpse of her pussy. On that particular day, the reporter had been sent to the hospital.
“You missed our lunch date,” she smirked playfully as she came to his eye-level, “you bad boy.”
“Well yeah...” he said with a nervous scratch of his head. It wasn't exactly comforting to know that your girlfriend was upset with you and that she could juggle planets. Luckily he had a legitimate excuse. “Apartment fire downtown kept me,” he said with a weak smile as he pulled his mask halfway up his face.
“You could've used the watch,” she cooed as she placed her arms around his shoulders, allowing a slight tingle to shoot up his back. “That's what it's for, after all.”
“I thought you where in the arctic with Supes?” he replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her closer.
“I could hear that watch from the Watchtower,” she said as he felt her hot breath against his skin. The sensation began to arouse him slightly as she continued, “so no excuse for you next time.” She then proceeded to lift both their bodies into the air rather gracefully.
“Oh no!” he exclaimed mockingly, “I'm being kidnapped!”
“Yes,” Kara said with a playfully sadistic smile etched across her face. “I am kidnapping you. You cannot escape. Or hope to be freed, as no one else knows where I am taking you.” The last part of the statement was true, as even though Kara and Peter where known to be a couple by the entire superhero population, only two people in the world knew where their shared apartment was. The first being Kara's cousin, Clark. The other being Peter's Aunt May. Though Peter had a sneaking suspicion that the Batman knew where every superhero lived.
“Ooooh,” Peter replied as their apartment came into view. “Someone save me.”
“No one can save you,” Kara smiled as they descended through the always open balcony door that lead to their shared penthouse. The only reason Peter was even able to afford to buy the place was from a windfall that came after he designed a website to monitor all superhero activity in New York. The website had later been bought out by Wayne Enterprises for half a million. More than enough for Peter to be able to afford his new place, even without his subsequent employment at Horizon Labs. “I'm going to torture you for information, Spider-man.” Kara finished as she tossed him onto the bed playfully.
“I'll never talk,” he replied with playful defiance.
“They all talk in the end,” Kara replied as she proceeded to remove her cape and toss it on the floor before crawling onto the bed, easily pinning him. “Now,” she whispered into his ear, “what does our mystery man look like?” she said before slipping his mask off. He couldn't help but shudder as her fingers trailed up and down his face. “...and he's rather cute.”
“Well I am popular on Themescira,” he replied, only to have a slender finger placed over his lips.
“Let me do the talking,” Kara said before she pulled her shirt off in the most seductive way possible, revealing two handfuls of peachy flesh covered with a blue bra. Underneath those marvellous breast was a toned stomach that any model would murder for. But his attention was diverted once more as he felt her fingers tug at his shirt, pulling it upwards over his head with minimal force.
“It's so hot when you do that,” he said, earning a lighthearted smile from Kara as he reached up and kissed her. With one hand he moved to undo her bra, while with the other he toyed with her lower lips, which where still slightly concealed by her scarlet red skirt. “Makes me wish more baddies where as hot as you.”
“You'd rather a real baddie kidnap you?” Kara scoffed mockingly as she ran her hand through his hair.
“Well I wouldn't say no to watching you and Wonder-girl throw down with Star Sapphire and Poison Ivy in the mud while it's raining and you're all wearing bikini's.” He said as he managed to unclasp the blue garment, letting it fall to the ground beside her cape. He began to play with her breasts with one hand as he ran a series of kisses from her lips to her cheek and down her neck.
“Ohhhh Peter...” she gasped as he felt her hips buck forward slightly. “Don't stop...” she muttered as her hips continued to gyrate. With one simple motion, he managed to remove her skirt and toss it, leaving only Kara's panties, which he could tell where already wet. Smiling devilishly, he slipped them down and began to tease her maw with a single finger, all the while keeping up his efforts on her breasts and neck. An involuntary convulsion of her thighs caused her panties to rip in half as he slid a single digit into her waiting flesh. He reached into his power-set and willed his finger to move back and forth rather quickly. He watched As Kara's eyes shot open with pleasure as she began to moan.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked as he slipped another finger inside to join the first. Followed by a third. Kara's moans grew louder and more frequent as she rose into the air, inch by inch. Soon he was unable to reach her neck or breasts, and was forced to focus his attentions on her waiting womanhood, which remained staring at his face. Furiously, he drove his tongue inside, feeling her walls clench around him slightly. But something changed. He felt her begin to move, turning herself upside down in a flying version of the sixty-nine position. He gasped as he felt Kara's tongue reach out around his already-erect penis, covering it in wet saliva. Before he knew it, his entire member was engulfed in her mouth, as she began to suck away like a pro.
Not one to be out-done, he grabbed her ass cheeks and began to play with them as he continued to eat her out. He felt her legs wrap around the back of his head and pull him in deeper. Then Kara began to change position once more. She floated down by several inches and clasped his penis between her exposed breasts.
“Ohhh,” he muttered, enjoying the sensation as she released his manhood, and twisted herself to an upright floating position.
“Now I know you'll enjoy this,” she smiled as she forced him down onto the bed by pressing her thighs onto his shoulders. She then slid backwards and smiled playfully, “just try and escape now.” She finished before she lifted her hips upwards and used a single hand to open her vagina. As if on command, his still-erect penis edged towards the super-heroine's waiting pussy, before it was engulfed entirely.
While he knew Kara always went easy on him during sex, he always marvelled at how tight she was. Like fucking both a virgin with the skill of a prostitute and the body of a supermodel, he thought as he felt her warms walls of flesh surround his member with powerful motions. The first time they had had sex, he had been so unprepared that he came mere seconds after entering her womanhood. Now he was able to restrain himself and re-focus his attentions on her pleasure. He reached up with both hands and began to play with her breasts as he began to gyrate his hips up and down in co-ordination with her motions. Soon he was lost in a sexual bliss.
“Oh fuck...” Kara cried as he felt her vagina walls clasp him tightly. “Oh fuck I'm gonna cum...” she cried as she ran her hands across his chest.
“me too...” he replied as he felt the familiar pressure building. “In or out?” he asked with an exhale.
“I...in....” she gasped as her walls grew even tighter. “I.....aaaahhhhh!” She cried as he felt warm juices encompass his member, and he allowed himself to come to a full release. Panting, he felt Kara pull herself off of him and lie down on the bed next to him, planting a swift kiss over his lips as she did so.
“How about next time I kidnap you?” he smiled as he stroked the side of her face.
Web of Love: X-rated
Runs in conjunction with a non X-rated version on Fanfiction.net
"Hey," a female voice said from behind him as he stared out over the city. He turned around, momentarily perplexed by the fact that no one was there. "Up here," the voice said, and he tilted his head upwards to see the lithe figure of Kara Zor-El, otherwise known as Supergirl staring down at him as she descended. He really should have expected this, as they had been dating for over six months.
"Well damn," he said as he caught a glimpse of the underside her skirt. "A picture with that kinda view would turn me into a billionaire." While he thoroughly enjoyed his girlfriend's super-body, he wasn't always happy with how she was objectified. On more than one occasion he had been forcefully restrained by another vigilante when a reporter made a snide comment. There had also been several dropped cases of assault, ensuing after Peter broke a video camera that tried to get a glimpse of her pussy. On that particular day, the reporter had been sent to the hospital.
"You missed our lunch date," she smirked playfully as she came to his eye-level, "you bad boy."
"Well yeah..." he said with a nervous scratch of his head. It wasn't exactly comforting to know that your girlfriend was upset with you and that she could juggle planets. Luckily he had a legitimate excuse. "Apartment fire downtown kept me," he said with a weak smile as he pulled his mask halfway up his face.
"You could've used the watch," she cooed as she placed her arms around his shoulders, allowing a slight tingle to shoot up his back. "That's what it's for, after all."
"I thought you where in the arctic with Supes?" he replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her closer.
"I could hear that watch from the Watchtower," she said as he felt her hot breath against his skin. The sensation began to arouse him slightly as she continued, "so no excuse for you next time." She then proceeded to lift both their bodies into the air rather gracefully.
"Oh no!" he exclaimed mockingly, "I'm being kidnapped!"
"Yes," Kara said with a playfully sadistic smile etched across her face. "I am kidnapping you. You cannot escape. Or hope to be freed, as no one else knows where I am taking you." The last part of the statement was true, as even though Kara and Peter where known to be a couple by the entire superhero population, only two people in the world knew where their shared apartment was. The first being Kara's cousin, Clark. The other being Peter's Aunt May. Though Peter had a sneaking suspicion that the Batman knew where every superhero lived.
"Ooooh," Peter replied as their apartment came into view. "Someone save me."
"No one can save you," Kara smiled as they descended through the always open balcony door that lead to their shared penthouse. The only reason Peter was even able to afford to buy the place was from a windfall that came after he designed a website to monitor all superhero activity in New York. The website had later been bought out by Wayne Enterprises for half a million. More than enough for Peter to be able to afford his new place, even without his subsequent employment at Horizon Labs. "I'm going to torture you for information, Spider-man." Kara finished as she tossed him onto the bed playfully.
"I'll never talk," he replied with playful defiance.
"They all talk in the end," Kara replied as she proceeded to remove her cape and toss it on the floor before crawling onto the bed, easily pinning him. "Now," she whispered into his ear, "what does our mystery man look like?" she said before slipping his mask off. He couldn't help but shudder as her fingers trailed up and down his face. "...and he's rather cute."
"Well I am popular on Themescira," he replied, only to have a slender finger placed over his lips.
"Let me do the talking," Kara said before she pulled her shirt off in the most seductive way possible, revealing two handfuls of peachy flesh covered with a blue bra. Underneath those marvellous breast was a toned stomach that any model would murder for. But his attention was diverted once more as he felt her fingers tug at his shirt, pulling it upwards over his head with minimal force.
"It's so hot when you do that," he said, earning a lighthearted smile from Kara as he reached up and kissed her. With one hand he moved to undo her bra, while with the other he toyed with her lower lips, which where still slightly concealed by her scarlet red skirt. "Makes me wish more baddies where as hot as you."
"You'd rather a real baddie kidnap you?" Kara scoffed mockingly as she ran her hand through his hair.
"Well I wouldn't say no to watching you and Wonder-girl throw down with Star Sapphire and Poison Ivy in the mud while it's raining and you're all wearing bikini's." He said as he managed to unclasp the blue garment, letting it fall to the ground beside her cape. He began to play with her breasts with one hand as he ran a series of kisses from her lips to her cheek and down her neck.
"Ohhhh Peter..." she gasped as he felt her hips buck forward slightly. "Don't stop..." she muttered as her hips continued to gyrate. With one simple motion, he managed to remove her skirt and toss it, leaving only Kara's panties, which he could tell where already wet. Smiling devilishly, he slipped them down and began to tease her maw with a single finger, all the while keeping up his efforts on her breasts and neck. An involuntary convulsion of her thighs caused her panties to rip in half as he slid a single digit into her waiting flesh. He reached into his power-set and willed his finger to move back and forth rather quickly. He watched As Kara's eyes shot open with pleasure as she began to moan.
"Enjoying yourself?" he asked as he slipped another finger inside to join the first. Followed by a third. Kara's moans grew louder and more frequent as she rose into the air, inch by inch. Soon he was unable to reach her neck or breasts, and was forced to focus his attentions on her waiting womanhood, which remained staring at his face. Furiously, he drove his tongue inside, feeling her walls clench around him slightly. But something changed. He felt her begin to move, turning herself upside down in a flying version of the sixty-nine position. He gasped as he felt Kara's tongue reach out around his already-erect penis, covering it in wet saliva. Before he knew it, his entire member was engulfed in her mouth, as she began to suck away like a pro.
Not one to be out-done, he grabbed her ass cheeks and began to play with them as he continued to eat her out. He felt her legs wrap around the back of his head and pull him in deeper. Then Kara began to change position once more. She floated down by several inches and clasped his penis between her exposed breasts.
"Ohhh," he muttered, enjoying the sensation as she released his manhood, and twisted herself to an upright floating position.
"Now I know you'll enjoy this," she smiled as she forced him down onto the bed by pressing her thighs onto his shoulders. She then slid backwards and smiled playfully, "just try and escape now." She finished before she lifted her hips upwards and used a single hand to open her vagina. As if on command, his still-erect penis edged towards the super-heroine's waiting pussy, before it was engulfed entirely.
While he knew Kara always went easy on him during sex, he always marvelled at how tight she was. Like fucking both a virgin with the skill of a prostitute and the body of a supermodel, he thought as he felt her warms walls of flesh surround his member with powerful motions. The first time they had had sex, he had been so unprepared that he came mere seconds after entering her womanhood. Now he was able to restrain himself and re-focus his attentions on her pleasure. He reached up with both hands and began to play with her breasts as he began to gyrate his hips up and down in co-ordination with her motions. Soon he was lost in a sexual bliss.
"Oh fuck..." Kara cried as he felt her vagina walls clasp him tightly. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum..." she cried as she ran her hands across his chest.
"me too..." he replied as he felt the familiar pressure building. "In or out?" he asked with an exhale.
"I...in...." she gasped as her walls grew even tighter. "I.....aaaahhhhh!" She cried as he felt warm juices encompass his member, and he allowed himself to come to a full release. Panting, he felt Kara pull herself off of him and lie down on the bed next to him, planting a swift kiss over his lips as she did so.
"How about next time I kidnap you?" he smiled as he stroked the side of her face.
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