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A Mother's Work
By : DaVinciOfCrime
Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman
Views: 12998 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Superman or any associated acharacters. They belong to DC comics. I make no profit from this story. - Chapter List
Clark had gotten home a little bit late, the movie had ran on longer than he and his friends had thought it would. Clark and Lana got home fine, but Pete had a curfew and got in some hot water for being out to late. He didn’t mind though, “That was an awesome movie! Totally worth the trouble!” Clark wished he could agree with him. Not that the movie was bad, it probably was as great as Pete said it was. But Clark wasn’t watching the movie, he was too busy watching Lana. Over the last few months she was all he could think of, well, almost all he could think about. He couldn’t help but…. ogle her. She was really pretty. He even, in a moment of weakness, used his X-ray vision to look through her clothes. He saw it all. Her perky breasts, her tight little butt, her untouched pussy….
Clark was disgusted with himself.
His parents had taught him better than that. He was going to use his powers to help people, not perv on them, and to perv on LANA of all people! His best friend! He needed a distraction, he sat down on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V.
“Alright! Doc Savage!” Clark said aloud. It was his favorite show, and just the thing he needed right now. He was so in to the show that he didn’t notice his Ma coming down the hallway and in to the living room. “Hello, Clark.” She greeted, with a slight husk in her voice. “Oh, hey Mom, I almost thought you went to sle-…” Clark couldn’t finish his sentence, he had looked up and saw something that changed his life forever. His mother. Or at least, he thought it was, she looked like his mother. Same deep blue eyes, same warm smile, but from the neck down, it was a whole ‘nother story. She was wearing a silky black robe, and not much else it seemed. Were those high heels?!
“Hey, you mind if I sit and watch with you?” she asked, as if everything was normal. Clark paused. “Uh, yeah, sure Ma.” And so she did. She sat right down next him, closer than normal. They sat in silence, watching the campy action show on T.V. When Martha took the next step. “Do you mind if I rest on you, honey? She asked innocently. “It’s been a big day.” He said again “Uh, yeah, sure Ma.”. Putting his arm over her, and letting her rest on him. She had her ear right over his heart, which was going a mile a minute.
Clark Kent felt like he was going insane. The same feeling he had with Lana in the movie theater had returned, ten fold and now it was directed at his mother. Why did she have to be so warm? Why did she have to smell so good? And why in the name of God did she have to wear that outfit? Clark was being punished, he just knew, God didn’t like the way he looked at Lana and now he was being punished. Was that a moan? Did Ma just moan? Wait, is that her hand?! What is she doing?!
Martha sat up and looked at her son. “Clark.” She said, with just a slight heaviness in her breath. “I know you’ve been having… urges.” “Clark began sweating, he didn’t even know he could sweat. “I’m going to help you with those urges. But I want you to want me to help you. I won’t force you.” Jesus Christ! What the Hell is going on?! Clark knew he should run, he should push Ma off of him, fly away, find Pa and tell him that Ma’s lost her mind or been possessed by demons of mind controlled by aliens or something. Anything! Anything was better than what he was doing now. He was nodding.
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