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Thus Spake: Oh, Superman!	By : Tycho Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman Views: 67630 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Encounter 5: Wonder Woman

Superman shot across the upper stratosphere, flying faster than any sound could ever hope to. The earth blurred beneath him, the blue oceans and green and brown land becoming indistinguishable from each other. He thought of Lois. No, that is not accurate. He thought of the loss of Lois.

He thought of death.

Something stood his path. In less than a fraction of a second, Superman went from supersonic speeds to a dead stop. It took him even less time to realize that it was not something blocking his path. It was someone.

Floating before him was a woman. Her long black mane flowed like a river over bare shoulders and down to the breathtaking swell of her breasts. Her grand bust was supported by an elegant corset of gold and crimson, wrapping her waist in star-spangled splendor. Her long, toned and muscular legs ended in red boots. Her arms were crossed over her chest, muscles knotting and bulging with power. The sunlight glistened off the silver bracelets on her wrists. She earned her name in every way.

She was a true wonder.

Superman floated there, miles above the earth just staring at her. At last his sonic boom finally caught up with him, sending his cape fluttering madly in the concussion. It was enough to clear Superman’s head.

“Diana,” He said, slightly annoyed. “I could have hit you.”

She said nothing, her stern expression changeless. Her sapphire eyes bore into him with cold fury.

“Diana,” Superman began again.

“You dare to presume?” Her voice held the regal weight of an Amazonian princess. “So long as you are Superman and not Clark Kent, you will address me in kind.”

“Wonder Woman,” Superman frowned. “What is this about?”

“Don’t feign ignorance, Superman! You know what you’ve done!” Her stare grew even harsher. “Or rather who you’ve done.” Superman dropped his gaze from her eyes. “Supergirl…Raven…Starfire! And that’s just on this planet!”

“You don’t understand.” Superman said in a low voice.

“Don’t I?” Wonder Woman shot back. “Is there anything about the weakness of men that my mother never warned me about?” A single tear trickled from her eye, and instantly evaporated in the low air pressure. “And I defended your kind! You were always the great example of the virtues of men! You were selfless, brave, and self-sacrificing. And above all, always…honorable.”

“My life has no meaning, Wonder Woman.” Superman said slowly. “What I’ve done…I’m not proud of it. But I forced none of them to do what they did not want. Call it a perverted last hurrah, something to offer someone else before I die.” Superman looked down. Far below was the Fortress of Solitude standing proud in the arctic. Within its icy walls awaited his escape. His death.

Comprehension dawned on Wonder Woman’s face.

“Now you understand,” Superman said softly. “Goodbye, Wonder Woman.” He turned from her and made to dive away.

“You coward.”

Superman stopped short, hanging at the edge of space, floating.

“You think you have nothing to live for?” Wonder Woman’s voice was filled with biting sarcasm. “Is that why you had your way with Kara? Why you gave her more than the comfort of an older brother?” Superman winced. “Is that why you…came…to the aid of Raven? You thought you’d bring the loner out of her shell? Is that why you took Starfire? Is that why you let yourself be used to make a girl’s boyfriend jealous?”

Superman’s hands clenched into fists. Wonder Woman took no heed and drove on.

“It isn’t hard to guess what you were doing out among the stars. I assume Maxima will have the child she always wanted?” If Superman had not been so consumed with self loathing and anger, he might have caught the slight quaver in Wonder Woman’s voice. He started off again, dropping down towards the earth, and his doom below.

“Is it not my turn?” Wonder Woman shouted, once again bringing him to a sudden stop. He finally spun to face her. Wonder Woman floated down, halting barely a meter in front of him. “Don’t you want another conquest before your demise? Or are you afraid?”

“Afraid of what?” Superman asked.

“Afraid that you might find something to live for.” Wonder Woman’s unwavering eyes stared boldly into his.

In an instant his mouth was on hers. They embraced each other with a desperate passion years in the making. Their lips moved over each other like granite on steel. Superman’s hands roamed over Wonder Woman’s shoulders as she groped his bulging biceps.

They began to fall and in minutes the wind was whipping at them. Superman rolled underneath, the wind blowing his cape up around them. Wonder Woman broke from their kiss and leaned back, Superman’s cape buffeting her arms as she smiled down at him. Superman could not stop himself from smiling back. Wonder Woman had been a great friend for years, fighting alongside of him against countless foes.

Wonder Woman reached for his yellow belt, and unbuckled it. Superman leaned up and once again covered her lips with his. As they fell through the sky, they worked at one another’s clothing, tearing when patience ran out. Clouds engulfed them for a moment, and then the arctic ice packs rushed up to meet them. Steam shot into the air along with chunks of vaporizing ice. The air cleared, finding them standing before each other, completely naked.

Their uniforms, including Wonder Woman’s bracelets were now in a small bundle tied together with her golden lasso. Superman took the bundle and threw it effortlessly into the horizon where it found its way flawlessly into the Fortress of Solitude. Then he turned and looked.

Wonder Woman stood bare before him.

Supergirl was beautiful and had an undeniable youthful exuberance. Raven was darkly fascinating and mysterious. Starfire was the zenith of exotic allure, and Maxima was a ferocious lover. But Wonder Woman…

In a moment of epiphany Superman realized the magnitude of what was about to occur. Ego aside, he was beyond doubt the greatest ideal of manhood, and before him, in regal Amazonian splendor stood the perfection of womanhood. ‘Sex’ seemed too small a word for what they could do together. This was the meeting of titans, of gods joining in body. A glimmer in Wonder Woman’s eyes let him know she was thinking the same thing.

One moment they stood facing each other, and the next they were in each other’s arms, mouths hungrily exploring. Their faultless bodies entwined. Wonder Woman’s matchless breasts pressed against the impenetrable wall of Superman’s chest.

Superman’s rod rose up, pushing into Wonder Woman’s immaculate stomach. Her mouth was ravaging his left ear, while his tongue played across her jaw line. Wonder Woman leaned back and looked down at his engorged organ. Reaching down, she grasped the enormous cock in her hand. Superman groaned low in his throat, grabbing Wonder Woman’s shoulders, pressed his forehead against hers, and gazed into her eyes.

“This is where it happens, Superman.” Wonder Woman whispered. “Right here.”

“No.” Superman shook his head. “Not just here.”

“Yes,” Wonder Woman smiled. “The world will be our bed. We stop when we can no longer continue.”

“Agreed,” Superman nodded. He took hold of Wonder Woman’s toned butt, and she wrapped her legs around his lower back. The throbbing head of his staff lay poised at her entrance. “Ready?”

Wonder Woman nodded. “But are you? No man has ever satisfied an Amazon.”

With a mighty thrust, Superman entered her, his feet left the earth and they hurtled through the arctic sky. Pleasure beyond all mortal experience coursed through them; they threw back their heads and screamed. Wonder Woman’s tunnel gripped him with incalculable strength, dwarfing anything he had felt before. Superman’s enormous rod filled Wonder Woman to completion; the invincible length of hot flesh touched all the right places, all at once.

They both looked each other in the eye, and grinned. They had experienced the greatest sensations of their lives, and they had not even begun. The grins vanished as Superman began to thrust. While he was able to use his real level of strength with Supergirl, Wonder Woman’s canal was so tight that it required his total and complete effort.

The arctic ice packs disappeared beneath them, replaced by the expanse of the Pacific Ocean. Wonder Woman bucked her hips in time with Superman’s thrusts, urging on their quickening tempo. Their airspeed increased in proportion to their rhythm, so in minutes they were shooting across the ocean several times the speed of sound. A mountainous coastline island appeared below and they flew down toward it, never ceasing their love making.

They slammed into the mountainside like a missile. Wonder Woman’s back smashed through the solid rock like a wrecking ball. Superman pounded into Wonder Woman, each thrust pushing them deeper and deeper into the mountain.

* * *

A small village lay at the foot of the mountain. The villagers emerged from their huts to investigate the strange noises emanating from their ancient and accursed mountain. Cries of a strange tongue echoed from within the stone depths. The villagers cowered in fear. There was panicked murmuring that perhaps the gods were angry, but wiser villagers knew that these sounds were not born of anger.

The groans and moaning grew louder and suddenly the mountain burst apart, the debris thrown clear of the island and out into the sea. Where the mountain had been there was the clear vibrant cry of sexual release. The villagers gazed upon two gods, their bodies entangled in an ictus of bliss, their divine voices crying out together with the roar of a tsunami. The villagers fell to their knees and praised these mighty lovers whose throes of ecstasy had rid them of the mountain whose avalanches had claimed many lives.

* * *

Their first orgasm was beyond words. And it was theirs; it was the only way to describe it. They came together with perfect harmony, bodies clenching together, Wonder Woman clamped down on Superman’s cock, sending them both over the edge.

As the dust cleared, they gradually grew aware of the villagers staring at them. Superman looked over the crowd, feeling a strange mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Then he felt Wonder Woman slip off of him, and then watched as she floated a few feet away.

“Had enough?” Wonder Woman asked, breathing deeply. Her eyes gleamed with a predator’s craving.

“Not even close.” Superman growled huskily.

“Then follow me, Superman.” Wonder Woman streaked away, and Superman vanished after her. They flew across the sea in minutes, and another coastline appeared beneath them. Wonder Woman stopped suddenly and turned on Superman, grabbing his arm, spinning and throwing him into the jungle below. Even as the leaves and branches were still falling around the stunned hero, Wonder Woman plummeted down onto Superman’s abdomen, pinning him to the flora beneath them.

Looking up at her, Superman took special notice of her breasts for the first time. They were truly glorious to behold; a gift from the gods to be certain. Superman had never realized there could be a perfect shape and size, but here was the unquestionable standard to which all others had to be judged. Power Girl’s bosom seemed a laughable absurdity compared to the divine balance of Wonder Woman’s orbs. Superman reached up toward them, but Wonder Woman caught his wrists in her hands and slammed them back down to the ground. Superman raised an eyebrow in question.

“Not until I say.” Wonder Woman leered at him.

Superman groaned in irritation, but Wonder Woman’s arms held his wrists down. She then rose up and plunged down on his staff with enough force to send every animal within five miles scampering away in fear.

“Great Hera!” Wonder Woman gasped as her hips pummeled Superman’s pelvis.

“That wouldn’t be…ohhhh….satisfaction in your…ugh…voice, would it?” Superman taunted through gritted teeth.

“I’ll…let you know…ngh…as soon as I’ve…had enough!” Wonder Woman smirked as her hair tossed in the air. “Now be quiet!” Wonder Woman let out a breathy grunt.

“Same to you!” Superman closed his eyes so as not to look at Wonder Woman’s breasts as they bounced majestically just a few feet from his face. The ground shook with every impact of Wonder Woman’s hips, not quite masking her grunts of primal lust. A tree toppled over, then another. The entire jungle seemed to quake with their rhythm.

Superman felt the mounting thrill in his rod reach a critical level. He opened his eyes and saw Wonder Woman. She rode him with celestial grandeur, and Superman found the sight of her in such complete dominance to be the most arousing thing he had ever seen. She leaned back, her breasts jostling as she let out an Amazon battle cry brimming with passion. Her tunnel squeezed down on his cock again and he came inside of her for the second time. Superman’s arms thrashed about, knocking trees and rocks miles through the air.

He lay there, gasping for breath. Wonder Woman leaned down over him, her hands resting on either side of his head, just staring at him through her tousled hair hanging before her face, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Without saying a word, they rose up out of the center of a crater that had not been there before. Wonder Woman gripped Superman’s cock, still hard as steel, and spoke in a low voice.

“Now.”

Superman’s hands cupped Wonder Woman’s breasts. His commanding hands kneaded the perfect orbs of warm flesh passionately. Wonder Woman moaned. Her eyes closed as Superman took one of her nipples into his mouth. He teased the tip to attention, rolling his tongue across her chest. Wonder Woman’s hands left Superman’s rod and began to roam over his muscular chest, tracing his unbelievably defined pectorals. For nearly an hour they simply groped and massaged one another, each becoming intimately familiar with the other’s body.

Superman floated around behind Wonder Woman, his lips circling her neck while his hands roamed over her firm abs. Wonder Woman reached behind his head to run her fingers through Superman’s dark hair. He slipped his solid rod into her once more, savoring the feeling of Wonder Woman’s toned butt sliding against his own chiseled abs. Wonder Woman snaked her legs around Superman so that her shins pressed against his calf muscles.

They flew off to the west, Superman thrusting into Wonder Woman as his hands ravished her breasts. He set a leisurely steady pace. Each stroke sunk his cock to the hilt of her crevice, then back out as far as he could without technically withdrawing. With her hair streaming into his face, Superman let Wonder Woman handle the flying. She held her arms outstretched before her, the earth a vague haze beneath them as she accelerated.

“Where…” Wonder Woman suppressed a moan and continued. “Where next?”

“Oh, how…ugh…how about the end of the rainbow?” Superman kissed her left ear.

“First one to come makes dinner!” Wonder Woman shouted as she sped up.

Superman slowly began to increase the rhythm of his hips, and then caught Wonder Woman’s erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers in either hand, alternating between slights twists and flicking the hardened points.

“You…ahhh…really like these things,” Wonder Woman chided “Don’t you?”

“I do,” Superman took his hands from her breasts, and ran them up her extended arms. “Since you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

“I didn’t say that.” Wonder Woman grinned.

“If you liked that…” Superman’s right hand slid down her arm, over her breast and down her abs. His fingers found the nub of her clitoris, harder than diamond, and began rubbing it in concert with his increasingly intense thrusts.

“Suffering Sapphos! OHH!!! You cheater!!!” Wonder Woman cried out. Superman just chuckled and sent his other hand to once again knead Wonder Woman’s breast. The combined assault distracted her badly, and they began losing altitude. “Just don’t stop this time!”

They were over a large expanse of sand, and the desert wind howled over the dunes. The scorching heat of the desert was of no concern to them in light of the fiery passion mounting in their loins. They were likewise oblivious to the two enormous armies below them, engaged in vicious combat upon the sands. Bullets and blades slashed through the air and young men fell bleeding to the desert floor.

In the midst of the battle, there arose from the sky an incredible sound: A woman’s voice calling out in sensual fervor, louder than any canon. The guns stopped firing and the blades ceased cutting as thousands of men looked to the sky to see a man and woman, conjoined in erotic bliss, soaring over them. The sight of the woman’s unclothed form burned deeply into each soldier’s mind. The moans of her erotic delight stirred a powerful feeling in all of them before the couple vanished. Suddenly guns began falling into the sand, and swords were cast away.

Surely they all had something better to do.

“Oh, Hera! Give me strength!” Wonder Woman groaned as Superman’s fingers and great rod continued to pleasure her ceaselessly. She concentrated and flexed her gluteus muscles, and Superman’s cock was suddenly squeezed tighter than he’d ever thought possible.

“Great Rao!” Superman exclaimed. “Wonder Woman! It’s…TIGHT!”

“Better take a deep breath!” Wonder Woman veered over another body of water and then dived into the waves below.

Superman knew her purpose; she was setting a time limit. He could hold his breath for twenty minutes, and she was daring him to make her come before he ran out of air. He was uncertain how long she could hold her breath, but he didn’t plan to waste any time. As they plunged deeper and deeper into the abyss, Superman plunged his member deeper and deeper into Wonder Woman’s most intimate depths.

Presently they came to a huge cliff of rock in the murky depths. Wonder Woman reached out and braced herself against the rock wall. Superman’s arms assumed an under hand grip on her shoulders. Wonder Woman turned her head back as far as she could; a lustful challenge burning in her cerulean eyes. Superman tightened his grip, and Wonder Woman’s calves came up the back of his thighs to press against his pumping buttocks. Superman began pounding into her with abandon, relishing the delicious way Wonder Woman tightened her tunnel’s grip on his shaft.

The impacts of their hips sent shock waves through the ocean depths, scaring away many fish and stunning a few. In moments, the very ruler of Atlantis was made aware of a great disturbance in his waters. The Atlantian King arrived at the sight within minutes, but came up short, not believing the sight before him.

Superman had his head against Wonder Woman’s suspended tresses, and he chanced to open his eyes as the King of Atlantis arrived. The Atlantian was several dozen meters away, but Superman’s incredible sight left no doubt that it was Aquaman.

For a split second Superman considered stopping their compromising activity and making a hasty exit. Then Wonder Woman’s canal tugged at his rod once again and he abandoned the thought at once. He redoubled his grip on her shoulders and rammed into with renewed vigor.

Aquaman just floated, dumbstruck. He knew he should turn and leave them, but he could not avert his gaze. Wonder Woman’s breasts were undulating hypnotically with every thrust of Superman’s hips. He felt a long since forgotten tingling beneath his green trunks, and his prosthetic left hand absently descended towards it.

Superman saw this, but it did little to distract him from his lover, and she either did not know Aquaman was present or did not care. If anything, it spurred him on, intensifying his excitement. If Aquaman wanted a show, he was going to get one. Small cracks began to appear in the rock around Wonder Woman’s straining hands. Superman felt another orgasm build in his groin and from the way Wonder Woman’s legs were pulling him into her, she was eagerly rushing toward hers as well.

Just as he was about to come, however, the edges of Superman’s vision began to darken, and his limbs began to tingle with numbness. Superman realized with horror that his air had finally run out. He was so close! As his vision dwindled down to a tunnel, Superman’s thrusts slowed to a halt, and then his vision blacked entirely.

He was sure he was about to lose consciousness when he suddenly felt a pair of delectable lips close around his. The next moment air was pouring into his lungs. Superman’s vision cleared instantly and he saw that Wonder Woman had craned her head around to breathe new life into him. The numbness melted away and Superman thanked her the only way he could: He hammered his cock into her without mercy. Wonder Woman accepted his thanks whole heartedly.

With five mighty thrusts, Superman sent both himself and Wonder Woman into spasms of excruciating pleasure. A torrent of bubbles issued from their mouths as they screamed their climax. The stone cliff they were braced against crumbled under the pressure, sending boulders the size of houses tumbling to the dark depths.

As Superman’s mind slowly stopped reeling in exhilaration, he heard a voice in his mind, clear as if it had been spoken. “Thank you, my friends. Thank you for showing me…the beauty of what I once might have had. Mera will thank you as well, once I’ve found her. Or rather…once we’ve finished with each other. Thank you again.”

Superman and Wonder Woman rose to the surface. One look in her eyes told Superman that she had known Aquaman had been there the entire time, and that she had plunged into the sea for that specific purpose.

“So, who has to make dinner?” Superman asked, still gasping for breath.

“Hard to say,” Wonder Woman panted, brushing aside a sodden lock of hair from her eyes. “You really want to eat now?”

“Not a chance.” They exchanged mischievous grins. To his own growing amazement, Superman found that he was still hard. “Let’s dry off.”

They shot into the clear blue sky like rockets. They finally stopped at the very edge of space, where their mad encounter had begun. Wonder Woman pressed her divine physique against Superman and gazed intently into his eyes.

“Hold nothing back this time.” Her voice carried strongly even in the meager air. “Let us consummate this bond with every last ounce of our strength, and be free to give voice to our passion.”

Superman let his body answer for him. His rippling arms wrapped around her and his lips descended onto hers in a fierce kiss. Wonder Woman grasped Superman’s pulsating rod and guided it lovingly into herself, enveloping him in a universe of delight. She then wrapped her ivory thighs around his butt.

Thus they loved one another.

Superman’s first thrust began their descent. The last time they had simply fallen from the sky, but this time they plummeted down at full speed, breaking terminal velocity. Their skin began to glow from the atmospheric friction, but their attention was on a much more interesting friction. Superman’s hips pounded into Wonder Woman, jack hammering his cock into her with unthinkable power and speed. His pelvis was a blur of motion, and his shaft was sending Wonder Woman’s sheath into a new dimension of sensation.

“GREAT HERA!!!” Wonder Woman shrieked. “Oh yes! It’s wonderful, Superman!”

“GREAT RAO!!!” Superman shouted, his hands kneading the flesh of her butt. “Wonder Woman, you feel incredible!”

“Harder, Superman!” Wonder Woman moaned. “Ahhh!!! Gods, you’re so BIG!!! Faster!”

Fire engulfed them as their speed increased. The earth was rushing up to meet them, and Superman felt something else rushing toward him. His eyes gazed into Wonder Woman’s, and she knew instantly what he was thinking.

“Yes, Superman!” She nodded. “Ngh! Suffering Sapphos, but YES!!!”

“Argh! Good god, Wonder Woman, this is it!!!” Superman called on his deepest energy reserves for the first time since his battle to the death with Doomsday. Though it seemed impossible, Superman’s thrusts tripled in power, sending his testicles to crash against Wonder Woman’s butt like cannon balls. Wonder Woman’s eyes rolled back in her head and the Amazon cried out in primal ecstasy as Superman pounded into her frenziedly, rutting into her divine folds with a feral desperation. Wonder Woman’s fingers clawed down Superman’s back, leaving shallow cuts in his back that healed as soon as they appeared.

The swelling maelstrom in their loins built to an unprecedented ferocity. Just as they both felt their orgasms begin, Superman grabbed hold of Wonder Woman’s torso and shoved her off of him, increasing her velocity and sending her nearly a kilometer ahead of him. Wonder Woman understood what he wanted immediately, and spread her arms and legs as wide as she could, presenting herself. Superman flew straight at her, arms outstretched in iconic splendor. His aim was true, and the Man of Steel’s sword was sheathed within the Greek Goddess.

“SUPERMAN!!!”

“WONDER WOMAN!!!”

Their hips clashed in one final thunderclap. Superman emptied himself into Wonder Woman, giving himself over to his body’s carnal urges completely. Wonder Woman screamed her climax to the world, shattering windows for hundreds of miles. Her tunnel tugged and pulled on his cock with a vice grip, milking his clenching testicles for every last drop of seed. At some point they landed, but they were as yet unaware of it.

Minutes passed and yet the chaos coursing through their bodies did not subside. Superman and Wonder Woman shuddered in total and incomprehensible harmony, their entire bodies alight in glorious orgasm. They gazed into each other’s eyes; their groans and moans becoming wordless praises of love for one another. Superman’s seed was depleted, and yet they came unceasingly; the universe was filled with nothing but light, pleasure, and each other. Some part of them wished to die in that moment, for there could be no greater achievement in life.

After what seemed an eternity that was still far too short, the universe began to coalesce back into its normal light. Superman looked down at Wonder Woman, laying in the shattered crater of their landing; black rock lay broken all around them. She stared back up at him, sweat giving her skin a marvelous sheen. It was then that they heard the click.

Superman saw Wonder Woman’s eyes go wide with shock as she looked up past him to the edge of their deep crater. Superman turned and felt his stomach flip. A man stood at the edge of the crater, holding a camera and snapping photos like mad. But it was not just any photographer.

“Jimmy?” Superman asked, aghast. The red headed young man lowered his camera and gave Superman a big thumb up, then resumed shooting. Superman then noticed that the entire circumference of the crater was filed with people gawking down at the entwined superheroes. It was then that Superman realized to his horror that it was not rock that lay around them; it was asphalt. As if to complete the nightmare, Superman noticed a very familiar golden sphere behind Jimmy: The Daily Planet building. Metropolis! They were in the middle of Metropolis!

He looked back down at Wonder Woman, who seemed to have composed herself somewhat. She nodded at him and he withdrew his member from her. This elicited an involuntary moan from Wonder Woman, and a collective gasp issued from the crowd. They stood slowly, and floated up from the crater, up over the crowd, and the people watched. Their audience must have been nearly a thousand strong. Superman never thought he could be embarrassed, but this did just fine.

Suddenly there was a solitary clap from somewhere in the crowd, and then another joined in. And then another, and another. In moments the entire multitude was cheering madly, hooting and hollering.

“Way to go, Superman!” one man yelled.

“It’s about time, I’d say!” declared another.

“Wonder Woman, you rocked his world!” a female voice called out proudly.

Superman turned to Wonder Woman and they looked at each other for a moment. Then the two icons of truth and justice pressed their naked flesh together in unapologetic passion and shared a deep, lingering kiss. The crowd went berserk. Men grabbed their spouses and girlfriends and kissed them boldly. Many ran off to find more private venues for their activities. With the people still applauding, Superman and Wonder Woman flashed away toward the north.

* * *

They both stood before each other in the Fortress of Solitude, once again dressed in their outfits. Superman took Wonder Woman’s hands in his and looked into her eyes for a long moment. Finally he cleared his throat and spoke.

“Were you satisfied?” Superman asked.

“Close enough.” Wonder Woman grinned. “Not bad for a single day.”

“I’ll improve with practice.” Superman returned her grin.

“Really?” Wonder Woman raised her eyebrow. “Does that mean you’ve found something to live for?”

“No.” Superman shook his head. “Not something to live for.” He cupped her cheek in his palm. “Someone. Diana.”

“Clark,” Wonder Woman breathed. Their lips met once again.

There was the a slight “ahem” from behind them. They turned to find Supergirl standing a few meters away, looking awkward as could be. She kept her gaze averted and held up a small rolled up piece of paper.

“I found this by the instrument panel this morning.” Supergirl spoke haltingly. “It’s for you, Kal. From Lois.”

Superman took the proffered note and read it in less than a microsecond. Tears came to his eyes as he could almost hear Lois’s voice speaking the written words.

“I love you, Clark. I want you to know that, and never forget it. I’ve known for a long time (ever since our first night together) that I could never properly express that love in a physical sense. For that reason, I decided to attempt to use the Fortress’s power to…I don’t know how to word it really. I just want to be able to be with you like you deserve. Since you are reading this, I probably did not survive the process. Don’t you dare blame yourself, Clark! I didn’t tell you about this because I knew you wouldn’t let me take such a risk, but it was MY choice.

“I want you to know that since I’m no longer with you, that I expect—no, I demand that you move on with your life. Find a woman to love you. There’s a reason I always was intimidated by that Amazon, Wonder Woman. I knew she was capable of loving you and giving you what I never could. That’s my recommendation, Clark. Do this for me. Never lose the will to go on!

Love- LL”

Wonder Woman and Supergirl held him as he wept. After some time, Supergirl kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear. “Starfire and Raven are coming here to say hello.” She then flew up and out, giving Wonder Woman a wink.

Superman turned quickly to Wonder Woman. “I’m sorry, Diana. I’ll have a word with…” He trailed off as he saw that Wonder Woman had her hand over her mouth, shaking, trying to suppress laughter. “What is so funny?” He asked.

Supergirl, Starfire, and Raven floated in through the entrance, each beginning to unfasten their attire, exposing their arousing forms. Superman felt a familiar stirring in his red shorts and looked back to Wonder Woman.

“Clark, dear.” Wonder Woman draped her arms around his broad shoulders. “The Greek gods INVENTED the orgy.”

Putting on a straight face, Superman stood back as the four goddesses approached him, their nude forms a sight no mortal had any right to see. Planting his fists on his hips, Superman looked them over and spoke in a strong, clear, powerful voice.

“This looks like a job for Superman!”
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Thus Spake: Oh, Superman!