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Thus Spake: Oh, Superman!	By : Tycho Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman Views: 67630 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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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Encounter 2: Supergirl

The death of Lois Lane hit Superman far worse than any blow by Doomsday, or barrage of Darkseid’s Omega Beams. During a visit to the Fortress of Solitude, Lois had been tinkering with a number of controls while Superman had been away preparing a Kryptonian dish for dinner. Just as he returned, he saw a blinding beam of energy obliterate Lois. Nothing remained.

Superman sat in the Fortress, head in his hands, staring down at his boots.

How long ago had it been? Weeks? Months? Seemed like years to him. Lois was gone. What did time matter now?

“Superman?” A hesitant voice called from behind him. He turned slowly, and looked over his shoulder.

A small, slender blond girl stood a few feet away, looking nervous as anything. Her hair fell like sunshine over her cape clad shoulders. A white tank top with a bold “S” emblazoned across the chest stopped just at her sternum. A smooth flat stomach led down to a blue miniskirt, which gave up quickly to a pair of slender long legs ending in short red boots.

Kara Zor-El, the last daughter of Krypton, cousin of Superman, and wielder of all the awesome power that heritage implied, and known to the world as Supergirl.

Superman stared at her for a moment, not saying anything. Supergirl took a cautious step forward and called out to him again.

“Clark?”

Superman grimaced and turned from her. “Please, Kara. I… Please, just anything but that.” He felt a small hand grip his shoulder, and heard Kara sit down next to him.

“Kal?” Superman turned to face her. Supergirl’s face was not more than a foot from his, and her cyan eyes seemed enormous. They glistened, full of tears. She reached out a white gloved hand and cupped his cheek in her palm.

“There’s nothing left for me, Kara. Lois was my reason for…for everything.” Superman closed his eyes. “There’s nothing left to be done. I am alone.” He opened his eyes and looked over a small chamber set into the Fortress’s wall. Within its confines, the Fortress could create energy of any type. It could do more than that. It could kill him, if he wanted. Supergirl followed his gaze, and her eyes widened as she realized what he was thinking.

“You’re not alone, Kal.” Supergirl leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Then his forehead. She began to pull back, but something flashed in her eyes and she stopped. Kara looked into his eyes for a moment, and then her gaze dropped to his lips. They sat there for what seemed like forever; faces inches apart, Kara staring at his mouth, a confusion of emotion brewing in her face.

Superman knew he should just stand up and walk away. Kara was young and, in some ways, still very naïve. He began to pull back from her, but he too stopped. The thought surged through his mind before he could stop it. No! There was no way he could! This was his cousin. She was like a sister to him! And Lois…

Lois was gone.

Superman’s hesitation was enough of an encouragement for Supergirl. She leaned in and kissed him full on the lips. Her tongue snaked eagerly past his lips and toyed with his own. Supergirl leaned into the kiss with the full force of her youthful exuberance, surprising him and setting him down on his back. Supergirl crawled on top of him, pursuing the kiss hungrily. She straddled him, her firm breasts pressed tight against his chest, their “S” insignia’s rubbed against each other.

Finally breaking the kiss, Supergirl sat up and looked down at Superman with sudden apprehension. “Is this…Is this wrong, Kal?”

Before he could respond, Superman’s manhood began to swell. It rose up under Supergirl, visibly raising her over his groin. She let out a short gasp, and the fear that had been growing in her eyes vanished.

“You’ve taught me everything I know, Kal-El.” Her voice was breathy and high. “Teach me now.” And with that she grasped the bottom of her top and pulled it up above her breasts.

Superman did not think, did not reason. He only felt.

He reached up and grasped Supergirl’s breasts in his hands. He massaged them gently, carefully. But they did not yield. Her breasts were as firm as gold. Superman’s brow furrowed in doubt, unsure of what to do.

“What are you doing?” Supergirl giggled. “Squeeze them, Kal. I want to feel it.”

Comprehension dawned on Superman’s face. Now he used his true strength; his real might. Supergirl’s chest heaved as she inhaled, the flesh rolling beneath his hands, her nipples between his fingertips.

Supergirl reached down and gripped the now throbbing rod beneath her. “I want it, Kal.” Her voice was giddy. “I need it.” She pulled the material down, exposing his length to her. Supergirl hiked up her skirt, and Superman saw that she had worn nothing beneath it. Gripping his cock in her hand, Supergirl positioned herself over it and looked Superman in the eye. “You won’t hurt me, Kal.” And then she came down on him.

Superman had prepared himself for the near imperceptible tingle that accompanied sex with Lois. He was completely unprepared for the unprecedented tightness of Supergirl. Her sheath held his shaft with enough pressure to crush granite into dust. For Superman it was pure bliss.

Supergirl’s head flew back and she let forth a squeal that shook the very walls of the Fortress. “Oh, Kal! It’s…it’s so…Oh!” Her slim hips began pumping, bringing delicious friction to his steel-hard cock and releasing a low moan from him. Leaning down, and tilting Superman’s rod almost parallel with his stomach, Supergirl took hold of his shoulders and used the grip to impale herself on him.

“Fly, Kal.” Her voice was breathless. “I want to do this flying.”

Suddenly the solid floor of the Fortress was meters below them. Supergirl wrapped her long silky legs around his, her lithe body pressed tightly against him. Superman tried to gently thrust into her, but found that he was stuck inside her. Supergirl pressed her forehead against his and looked into his eyes once more.

“I told you; you won’t hurt me.” A hint of petulance shimmered in her large eyes. “Now do it!”

Superman gripped her butt with both hands and thrust into her with his real strength. He saw Supergirl’s eyes go wide as she cried out in ecstasy half an inch from his mouth.

“Yes! Oh yes, Kal! Nnngh!” They soared through the majestic rafters of the Fortress of Solitude; the echoes of Supergirl’s screams rebounding off the crystal became music all to itself. Superman took her left breast in his mouth and sucked on it, playing his tongue over the hardened nipple. Supergirl rolled her head back, giggling madly. The innocent sound of delight spurred Superman on. A thought came to him.

“Kara, I have an –oh, ahh!” He concentrated and tried again. “I have an idea. Let go.”

Supergirl gave him a quizzical look, but her arms released him and her legs unwrapped from behind him. Superman let go as well, and positioned himself so that their bodies were perfectly perpendicular to each other. Then, without grabbing hold of her, Superman began to thrust into her using his power of flight exclusively. Supergirl’s lips curled into a playful grin and she began adding her own flight power to his, meeting every thrust with her own.

“It’s so good, Kal! Faster, come on! Faster! Yes! Ahhh! YES!”

Superman felt a stupendous pressure start to build in his groin. He looked at Supergirl, but her eyes were shut tight, her petite mouth open and quivering. Her white gloved hands ran through her hair. Her cheeks were blushed, and her breasts rose and fell faster than ever.

“Kal-El! Kal—oh! Something…ungh….” Her eyes shot open and she looked back at him. “It’s starting to happen!”

Superman took Supergirl in his arms. She wrapped her legs around the small of his back. Superman ran his hands down Supergirl’s silken thighs and brought his muscular thighs up underneath hers. Supergirl stretched out her arms, and he responded by interlacing his fingers with her own.

“Spin me, Kal! Spin me!” She called out in her clear, vibrant young voice. They began to spin.

Supergirl leaned away, arching her back, still clasping hands with Superman as they began to spin faster and faster. The building tension in Superman’s loins was becoming unbearable. He plunged into Supergirl with abandon, pounding his invincible cock into her invulnerable slit. They began to blur with the spin, creating a mighty vortex within the Fortress. The maelstrom winds whipped through the crystal pillars with a deafening roar, but it could not compete with Supergirl’s howls of delight. Her hair lashed about at supersonic speeds, causing a thousand tiny sonic booms to erupt.

Superman could contain himself no longer.

“Kara, ahhh! I…can…I can feel it!”

“Yes, Kal! Oh, god, yes you can!”

Superman plunged into Supergirl four more times and the two Kryptonians cried out together. Several chunks of crystal fell from the ceiling and crashed on them, splintering and flying away from the spinning pair. They took no notice. As the last of the convulsions subsided, Supergirl and Superman crashed to the ground.

As the dust began to settle, Superman found himself flat out on his back with Supergirl laying on his chest. His slowly softening organ was still cradled in her canal. Supergirl lay her head down over his heart and listened to the steady rhythm, smiling contently. Superman absently ran his right hand through her hair, his other hand stroking Supergirl’s left thigh.

“You asked me to teach you.” Superman whispered. Kara lifted her head and looked up at him. “But I learned a thing or two, Kara.”

Kara grinned at him, then grew serious. “I guess this will change some things.”

“Of course.” Superman said solemnly. “It cannot really be called the Fortress of Solitude anymore, can it?”

Supergirl was caught in a fit of giggles for a minute. She battled her way through them and spoke. “Kal-El, look out at that world and tell me what you see.”

Superman gazed out through a gap in the Fortress’s wall. “I see a world full of possibilities and,” He smiled and stroked her hair again, “things to do.”

“That reminds me.” Supergirl’s lips curled up in a mischievous grin. “I think the Teen Titans are due for an inspection by the world’s greatest superhero. In fact, I can think of one or two of them that could do with a very thorough…examination. What do you say, Kal?”

He starred out at the clear blue Arctic sky with a widening grin. “This sounds like a job for Superman.”
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