Power Play
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Category:
DC Verse Comics › Superman
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
11,533
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
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.
Power Play: Chapter 4
Power Girl was standing over him when he came to. Superman still felt a somewhat groggy and it took a while for the pounding feeling in his head to go away. He tried to get up but couldn't. He was lying on a large work table, and his arms were tied above his head with Wonder Woman's golden lasso. His upper body had been left exposed.
"Karen, listen to me! You're being controlled. You have to snap out of it." His words fell on deaf ears as Power Girl took off one of her blue gloves. She reached for Superman's red tights and pulled them down, revealing his manhood.
Then she began fondling his balls with her fingertips which brought him to erection within seconds.
"No, don't do this..." pleaded Superman.
Power Girl grabbed a bottle from a nearby table and poured some kind of oil in the palm of her hand, and then she drizzled some on his cock.
He could only watch helplessly as she took ahold of his shaft with her right hand began pumping it- slow at first and then faster. The reddish oil proved a perfect lubricant as her hand slid up and down the length of his dick with ease.
"Ooohh," Superman couldn't help but let out a small groan of pleasure as he felt his balls starting to get hard against her hand. He looked up at her face and thought he detected a faint smile on her lips. Was she enjoying this?
Power Girl increased the pace of her pumping, and some pre-cum worked its way onto her fingers.
Superman knew he was going to come soon, but just when she was about to jerk him off she stopped. Superman looked up at her with a puzzled expression on his face.
Karen then proceeded to take off her costume, revealing a pair of truly spectacular, large breasts.
She bent over and caught his cock between them. The feeling was incredible as she began pumping his throbbing member between her ultra smooth and soft mounds. They looked beautiful as the oil was smoothed onto her breasts, making them glisten.
His body began to spasm slightly.
Superman found himself involuntarily jerking his hips upward, trying to hump himself between her boobs. Power Girl kept this up for a while, bringing Superman closer and closer to climaxing. More precum found its way out of him and onto her chest.
To Superman's great disappointment however she ceased right before he was about to come.
He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to compose himself. When he opened them Wonder Woman was standing in Power Girl's place. The latter had moved off to the side.
Superman, once again, could only watch as his cock filled the warm palm of her hand, her long silky fingers wrapping around it. Where Power Girl had worked his cock rapidly, Diana pumped his cock with slow, steady strokes. She reached her other hand down and also started rolling his left nut between her thumb and index finger. This was driving Superman crazy, and he almost started panting. Wonder Woman's slow methodic pumping on his shaft caused yet more come to slowly ooze out of his now purple, throbbing member. He was aching to come so badly, but she was not letting him.
Each time her hand reached the top of his cock, she would rub her thumb on its sensitive head. Superman's only response was another long groan. Finally, he felt the come working its way out of his balls and up into his shaft. This was it. He felt his cock twitch, ready to shoot its load. But Wonder Woman stopped her stroking and firmly gripped the base of his cock, denying him his urgent need.
She looked down at him, this time with an obvious smirk on her face. Superman understood the game now. They were going to see how long she could tease him without acutally letting him go all the way. It was almost like torture.
Wonder Woman stripped off her costume. It was quite a sight to behold. She looked every bit a goddess as she stood before the Man of Steel. He watched her flawless nude body as she climbed on the table and straddled him. She set herself down on his mid section and began kissing his nipples. She kissed his eyes, kissed his lips and ears.
Superman wanted her badly. He knew he wanted her this way. She slid his cock inside of her and began humping him gently and then gradually harder. He looked up at the long body, her firm breasts proudly displayed before him. She sucked him inside of her again and again. When he thought he would come, she stopped and kissed his neck and lips before starting again. Wonder Woman repeatedly did this same process many times over. Minutes seemed to stretch into hours, and Superman thoroughly enjoyed every moment of it.
At long last, their bodies glistening with sweat, Superman screamed and came like a madman. Their cries of pleasure and passion echoed throughout the entire room.
"Karen, listen to me! You're being controlled. You have to snap out of it." His words fell on deaf ears as Power Girl took off one of her blue gloves. She reached for Superman's red tights and pulled them down, revealing his manhood.
Then she began fondling his balls with her fingertips which brought him to erection within seconds.
"No, don't do this..." pleaded Superman.
Power Girl grabbed a bottle from a nearby table and poured some kind of oil in the palm of her hand, and then she drizzled some on his cock.
He could only watch helplessly as she took ahold of his shaft with her right hand began pumping it- slow at first and then faster. The reddish oil proved a perfect lubricant as her hand slid up and down the length of his dick with ease.
"Ooohh," Superman couldn't help but let out a small groan of pleasure as he felt his balls starting to get hard against her hand. He looked up at her face and thought he detected a faint smile on her lips. Was she enjoying this?
Power Girl increased the pace of her pumping, and some pre-cum worked its way onto her fingers.
Superman knew he was going to come soon, but just when she was about to jerk him off she stopped. Superman looked up at her with a puzzled expression on his face.
Karen then proceeded to take off her costume, revealing a pair of truly spectacular, large breasts.
She bent over and caught his cock between them. The feeling was incredible as she began pumping his throbbing member between her ultra smooth and soft mounds. They looked beautiful as the oil was smoothed onto her breasts, making them glisten.
His body began to spasm slightly.
Superman found himself involuntarily jerking his hips upward, trying to hump himself between her boobs. Power Girl kept this up for a while, bringing Superman closer and closer to climaxing. More precum found its way out of him and onto her chest.
To Superman's great disappointment however she ceased right before he was about to come.
He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to compose himself. When he opened them Wonder Woman was standing in Power Girl's place. The latter had moved off to the side.
Superman, once again, could only watch as his cock filled the warm palm of her hand, her long silky fingers wrapping around it. Where Power Girl had worked his cock rapidly, Diana pumped his cock with slow, steady strokes. She reached her other hand down and also started rolling his left nut between her thumb and index finger. This was driving Superman crazy, and he almost started panting. Wonder Woman's slow methodic pumping on his shaft caused yet more come to slowly ooze out of his now purple, throbbing member. He was aching to come so badly, but she was not letting him.
Each time her hand reached the top of his cock, she would rub her thumb on its sensitive head. Superman's only response was another long groan. Finally, he felt the come working its way out of his balls and up into his shaft. This was it. He felt his cock twitch, ready to shoot its load. But Wonder Woman stopped her stroking and firmly gripped the base of his cock, denying him his urgent need.
She looked down at him, this time with an obvious smirk on her face. Superman understood the game now. They were going to see how long she could tease him without acutally letting him go all the way. It was almost like torture.
Wonder Woman stripped off her costume. It was quite a sight to behold. She looked every bit a goddess as she stood before the Man of Steel. He watched her flawless nude body as she climbed on the table and straddled him. She set herself down on his mid section and began kissing his nipples. She kissed his eyes, kissed his lips and ears.
Superman wanted her badly. He knew he wanted her this way. She slid his cock inside of her and began humping him gently and then gradually harder. He looked up at the long body, her firm breasts proudly displayed before him. She sucked him inside of her again and again. When he thought he would come, she stopped and kissed his neck and lips before starting again. Wonder Woman repeatedly did this same process many times over. Minutes seemed to stretch into hours, and Superman thoroughly enjoyed every moment of it.
At long last, their bodies glistening with sweat, Superman screamed and came like a madman. Their cries of pleasure and passion echoed throughout the entire room.