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Girls' Night Out	By : Riot Storm Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman Views: 25035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Superman, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Girls’ Night Out

Chapter 11: Best Seat in the House

Written and Edited by R.S.

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“You know what I’ve always liked about you, Superman?” Tangle asked twirling his spit curl around her finger.

She shifted a bit in his lap, partly to get into a more comfortable position but mostly just to tease him. “You’re just so damn good. I can see why they call you a “boy scout”. Most men would’ve given in to us a long time ago, but here you are resistant to the end. Don’t worry though, you may have lived up to your name so far but you’ll crack eventually,” she stated matter-of-factly. “And when you do utterly and completely succumb to us, you’ll see how much fun you and I can really have.”

Superman remained staring straight ahead, trying not to listen to her words. Part of him wanted to break free and end this whole ordeal but the other part yearned to fully submit to his captors and find out exactly what kind of “fun” Tangle meant.

He was beginning to wonder what the others had done with Batman, as it had been a while since they had dragged his tranquilized body away, when Lasso Girl yelled from one of the nearby side rooms.

“Okay bring him in!”

Tangle hopped up off the Man of Steel’s lap, kissing him on the cheek, and excitedly pushed him, chair and all, into the room.

Superman was shocked at the sight before him. Batman was shirtless and sprawled out on the floor with each of his limbs chained to one of four metal posts. A rubber ball gag had been placed firmly in his mouth. Lasso Girl was standing over him with Alexandra, Lace, and Supergirl standing on either side with expectant grins on their lovely faces.

“You’re just in time for the show, Superman. He just started waking up from the tranqs a few moments ago.” Lasso Girl began rubbing the toe of her boot against the Dark Knight’s manhood causing him to stir.

Once she was sure he was fully awake, she used the spike on her heel and began grinding it down on his crotch. With the gag in place, Batman’s cries from the pain sounded muffled and more like a groan. The villainess smiled sadistically, watching him writhe in agony and unable to escape.

“Stop!” Superman shouted. “Stop this now, Lasso Girl. I’m the one you want so let him go.”

“Stop? But I haven’t even started yet,” she looked around the room at her accomplices. “Alexandra, should I stop torturing Batman?” Lasso Girl continued grinding her heel down, increasing the pressure accordingly. “Wow he’s really biting down hard on that gag,” she said amusedly.

“Hmm…” the female parasite pretended to think about it. “Absolutely…not!”

“What do you think, Supergirl?”

Kara was leaning casually against the wall with her arms crossed. She looked back at Superman and could tell he was pleading with her by the look in his eyes. “I think...” She continued staring at the Man of Steel. “…that you should stop...”

Superman instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe the brainwashing was starting to wear off.

“…so that I can have the pleasure of torturing him,” Supergirl finished her sentence with a devious smirk after seeing Kal El’s face practically drop.

Lasso Girl took a few steps back. “What a marvelous idea, my dear. He’s all yours.”

“Kara, you can’t do this!” argued Superman.

“I think you’re just jealous that I’m not doing this you, Kal” Kara stood over Batman, gazing down at him for a bit before proceeding to undo her short, black skirt. She wiggled her ass a bit, shimmying out of the skirt and letting it fall to the floor revealing her silky thong.

The Man of Steel pulled against his restraints in a panic. “What are you doing?!”

“Aw, are we feeling left out?” Tangle asked. “Here, I’ll help you have some fun as well.” She kneeled down next to him and began rubbing his cock through his costume.

Supergirl turned her attention back to her prisoner and slowly peeled off her top revealing a pair of spectacular, firm breasts. Batman suddenly fell silent at the sight of her perfectly toned and fit body. Her perky tits and flat tummy looked amazing. “You like?” she teased.

The combination of Tangle fondling his cock and seeing Kara’s nude body had a horrifying result on Superman. He tried wholeheartedly to resist it, but he was starting to become aroused. Of course Tangle noticed at once. “Mmmm…I love feeling you get hard in my hands,” she purred. “I guess you’re not as against this little show as you thought, huh?”

“I…can’t…” he started to protest but began moaning instead.

Batman was inadvertently becoming turned on more and more by the moment as well. He watched intently while Supergirl performed a little dance standing over him. She moved gracefully, wiggling her cute butt, and made sure to show off her assets. Next she straddled him, sat down on his crotch, and began slowly sliding her body back and forth, grinding against his increasingly hardening cock.

Even through the thin fabric of Batman’s costume and her panties, she could easily tell. She giggled at the “swooshing” sound the friction of the two materials made. “Oh, is this turning you on?” she teased. “I can feel something rubbing against me down there- something hard. Whatever could it be?”

Kara continued dry humping the Dark Knight to build his arousal to a boiling point. He tried everything he could think of to resist the blonde vixen. Meditation, concentration, sheer force of will but nothing worked.

Meanwhile, Tangle was driving Superman crazy by running her fingers up and down his noticeable bulge. “Don’t cream yourself just yet,” the villainess taunted upon seeing his erection straining against his red underoos. “The show isn’t over.” She pulled his pants down freeing his throbbing dick and allowing it to stand at attention. Tangle started slow, teasing the tip with her index finger while cupping his balls with the other hand.

Batman had long since stopped trying to struggle or fight his inescapable predicament. His eyes grew wider watching Supergirl at last remove her thong and toss it aside.

“You want to do me, Bats?”

He didn’t actually answer, but she knew by the look in his eyes he was more than willing to.

“Alright,” she said calmly tugging down his tights. “Oh, my, haven’t we been enjoying ourselves.” She gave his rock hard manhood a playful flick before maneuvering herself above it. Supergirl’s pussy hovered mere centimeters over him, just out of reach. She waited for several excruciating seconds to further the torment before finally lowering herself down and sliding his cock into her. Batman groaned loudly as she began riding him like a stallion. Kara’s tightness was unbelievable and the feeling was almost otherworldly. Seeing her nice, perky breasts jiggling around while she bounced up and down was heaven.

Superman watched from his chair, helpless to do anything about the situation. Tangle closed her hand around him, starting at the base, and then methodically stroked the entire length of his cock. He could only moan with contentment. Her smooth, skillful hands worked their magic and soon the head of his penis was swollen and purple.

Supergirl’s moans were reaching a crescendo along with Batman’s. She continued fucking him with such a fervor that he wished it could go on forever.

“Let’s finish this up, girls.” Lasso Girl gave the order with a clever smile.

Tangle and Supergirl complied and soon it became a race to see who make who climax first.
Each woman doubled their efforts accordingly.

Tangle increased the pace of her hand job, stroking Superman’s rod even faster. Soon precum oozed its way out on onto her fingers. “That’s it. Give in to me like you always do,” she encouraged.

“Oooohh, c’mon, give me everything you have!” Supergirl moaned. She glanced over at Tangle, and judging by her progress, Superman was about to go any second. Kara decided to pull the ace up her figurative sleeve. Utilizing some of her super speed, she began fucking Batman at in inhuman rate. Her nude body almost became a blur, sliding his cock in and out, again and again.

Almost instantly, Batman let out a loud groan and just about exploded, coming repeatedly inside the Girl of Steel. Their cries echoed together around the room.

A few seconds and one last jerk later, Tangle made Superman come forcefully, sending hot globs of come into her waiting hands. “That’s not fair,” she said slightly upset. “Supergirl cheated!”

“Now, now, Tangle nobody said she couldn’t use her powers during this,” said Lasso Girl. “Besides, you two put on quite a spectacular show!”

Lace, Alexandra, and Lasso Girl applauded and cheered loudly.

Supergirl, still glistening and sweaty, rose off of Batman looking down at him. He had passed out from sheer exhaustion from the whole ordeal. She wanted to join in the celebration with the others but something just didn’t feel right. Images flashed in and out of her mind at an alarming rate. It was all very confusing and she wasn’t sure what to make of it. A thought occurred to her above all else- a burning question more than anything.

What had she just done?

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End of Chapter 11

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