Supergirl’s Night Out [FM] [sci-fi]

Supergirl flew through the dark sky and looked down on the illuminated streets. It was a very quiet Friday night. No burglaries, no robberies, no anything. She liked it. She could use a time out, because she really felt tired. Not physically, which would be impossible for a Kryptonian under a yellow sun, but mentally. She really needed some time for herself instead of chasing one criminal after another.

That thought pleased her. Having some fun time. What could she do? Realizing that at the moment she could do anything she wanted without having some ulterior responsabilities, she stopped in midflight and her mind immediately wandered to more basic needs. Needs she always had to supress for the common good, but who always tried to surface. This was the night when she would let them out without feeling bad.

She looked down to check her position and saw that she was hovering over a club. Her mind had already lead her to a place that corresponded to “having a fun time”. It still was early in the evening but there was already a long line forming at the entrance of the club. She first thought about landing at the end of the line and waiting for her turn like everyone else did, but hey, where would be the fun in that? Who was going to deny her entrance anyway?

She hovered almost exactly over the bouncer and ascended very slowly just in front of him. The bouncer stopped talking to some guests when he saw red boots entering his field of vision from above him. What the hell was that? At the boot’s upper ends white and incredibly long and slim legs continued the body for what took in the bouncer’s mind an eternity to end, by vanishing under a blue and almost too short mini-skirt, where he could see for a glimpse what she was wearing beneath the fabric gently blowing in the air. Nothing. The bouncer immediately knew, to whom these body parts belonged to. Hell, every male human being on the entire planet knew, that this body was Supergirl’s, the most powerful and most beautiful being on the planet, perhaps the entire universe!

His suspicion was confirmed when his eyes saw, after wandering over the flat stomach surrounding her lovely navel, the famous blue short shirt crowned by the yellow and red diamond-shaped S emblem. The shirt was very tightly stretched around Supergirl’s most famous body part, her breasts. At that moment, the bouncer realized that he was just inches away from this treasure that almost every male teenager and adult on the planet went crazy over. He had seen it on TV and there were a lot of pictures on the Internet, but seeing it now in reality took his breath away. He could see every detail that the skin-tight fabric let through and his eyes followed for a moment the large bumps under which equally large nipples where protuding towards his face until he let go and let his eyes wander between the voluptuous cleavage lying between Supergirl’s incredibly gorgeous 32-K sized breasts and finally reaching the shapely collarbone under the pretty face of the 23 years old girl. His eyes continued to wonder over her face starting with incredibly sensual red lips smiling at him showing a brilliant set of shining white teeth, a small but perfectly shaped nose and big, lustful eyes filled with a tone of a shining blue, the most beautiful seas in the Carribbean couldn’t reproduce. Her almost impossibly too beautiful head was crowned by long, smooth and brilliant blonde hair, gently parted in the middle, flowing down over her shoulder onto her back and almost reaching her hips.

He wondered when Supergirl would finally reach the ground as he rembered reading somewhere how tall she was. He looked down to the ground and saw that she was already standing; with his height of 6′ 3″ he just wasn’t used to looking up to people, especially woman. His head tilted back up, his eyes wandering slowly a second time over this too perfect to be real body and stopping parallel to the earth. No, he hadn’t reached his destination because he was only looking at the still gorgeous and perfect bosom and realizing Supergirl’s height of 6′ 7″. Embarassed for staring at her large nipples (was she cold?, he thought, no, not Supergirl), he painfully forced his eyes to meet Supergirl’s who was knowfully smiling at him. Her eyes zipped for a fraction of a second down to his crotch and back up to speak to him with a voice of an angel: “Excuse me. Do you mind if I enter the club and cut the line short? I don’t really want to wait here in line. I suppose you understand me, don’t you?”

Without thinking twice, the bouncer replied positively and Supergirl thanked him by kissing him gently on the cheek. Elegantly she moved her incredibly long legs to the portal, her small but desirable ass, barely covered by the short skirt, shifting rhytmically from the left to the right and back as if it was waving a good bye. People behind the bouncer were already talking to him, wanting to enter themselves, but he just simply stood there for a minute looking over to the door, where the subject of his wet dreams for this month had vanished. Then he looked down, saw his massive boner and a large wet spot forming on his pants.

When Supergirl entered the club, a silence fell over everyone inside. The music was still playing, but all the people, sitting or dancing, male or female, turned simultanously their heads to look at her. She knew she had that effect on people and always used it to make a big entrance. It had something to do with her pheromones that made humans aware of her presence and tonight was no exception. She thought about her mood (I so need to get laid!) and speculated that it had to increasingly influence the production and strength of her superhuman pheromones. The reason to her speculation was that all the males in the room already started getting boners, as she saw when she quickly performed an X-ray scan on them with superspeed. This was going to be interesting!

The noise came back to the club, when most of the women and a few men continued their conversations they had interrupted when the blonde powerhouse had entered. Only a few women still looked with envy on her body. And a few muscle packed men sitting at the bar, desperately trying to hide their erections with their drinks. Supergirl looked uninterested to the sides and started casually walking towards them, presenting a full frontal view of her slightly bouncing breasts but denying them her face. The action of her feet placing themselves one before the other send the men’s bodies into wild shaky movements as they uselessly tried to not look at her and simulate conversations between them without spilling their drinks. They all knew what was happening to them but at the same time didn’t understand their over-increased reactions.

As the blonde, long legged, busty bomb shell reached the first man, she looked deep into his eyes and gently slided her left hand slowly over the guy’s right knee, continuing her movement to the left knee as she passed by. She had already assessed the man’s physique as a prime male example of the human species, which would mostly fullfill her sexual needs, as would all the men sitting at the bar. What disqualified him though, was his awkwardly embarassing staring at her breasts. As did all the men (like boys hitting puberty?) still in front of her. Yes, she obviously needed a good fuck, but was it really too much to ask for a Gentleman?

As she crossed over to the next testosterone filled guy, her hand let go of the previous one’s knee and she saw in her periphal vision that he had just come; a large wet spot started forming on his crotch. Did he really just jizz in his pants? Supergirl’s look asked the next possible candidate as her hand started touching his knee. His reaction was instantaneous and similar to the first one as Supergirl saw another wet spot forming. No, not this one too! She continued her walk of dowsing and placed her gracefully feminine hand on the next guy’s knee expecting the same reaction as before. She wasn’t disappointed. Well, she was, but by not finding an adult man capable of handling that much woman. Not even looking at the next man, she only touched his knee and continued walking when he let go a slow groan. She rolled her eyes. This was getting ridiculous. Hurried, she moved across the line of men, making sure that she touched every single one, so their embarassment would be visible to every one. Men!

Supergirl stood still and scanned the room for a second time. This time she did it slowly so that everyone could see. Her eyes wandered from one side of the room to the other. Everytime her look met a boy’s face, he turned his head away from her fast. Everyone had seen what happened to the men at the bar and didn’t want to experience the same fate, even if it included to be touched by a goddess.

Supergirl prepared herself getting disappointed for a second time this evening, when she saw an average looking man about 30 years old sitting lonely at a single table, looking down on his drink. Sure, he had a boner as did all the men in the room (even the gay ones, it was purely a physical reaction to her pheromones and her supernatural beauty), but he hadn’t been staring at her. Perhaps, this was the gentleman she had been searching for tonight? Oh hell, she thought, at least his cock was longer than the bar men’s; she was going to take this one.

Supergirl decidedly walked over to the single man and his eyes met her eyes as he looked up. She was pleasantly surprised, that although he was staring at her, he didn’t stare at her breasts (69% did that), her legs (21%) or her skirt (10%). He was part of that small, almost inexistant group of men who tried to respectfully look into her eyes. Supergirl sighed with relief. At last a worthy partner for tonight! His eyes flickered for a short moment towards her collar bone but then demonstrated will power and regained the look in her eyes. She slightly raised her blonde, right eye brow asking him visually about his weak moment. He replied with a small shrug of his shoulders. Well, she thought, he was still only a man.

Arriving at the man’s seat, she firmly stood in front of him, placing her legs a little bit apart and her hands on her hips. Bending down to him and knowing very well, that she offered him a very grateful view of her fantastic cleavage, she whispered with a very erotic tone into his ear to come with her. She bent back and saw his confused, but interested look. “Follow me.” The man didn’t move and was slightly gasping at her presence. She finally added a very demanding, but convincing “Now!” to her statement and the man obeyingly rose up. He was taller than she had thought, but his full dark brown hair was still only reaching her nose. It didn’t matter, for what she had in mind for him.

She turned around and started walking towards the back exit, bending her head lascivious towards him to check if he was following. He was. When both of them walked through the door, the atmosphere in the club went back to being normal. At least for the people who hadn’t been sitting at the bar.

When Supergirl stopped walking in the dark back alley behind the club, the man couldn’t believe his luck. THE Supergirl had asked him out to… well, what did she have in mind? The only thing that came to his mind was something, that he blamed on wishful thinking. No, impossible, she wouldn’t possibly want to… Not with him…

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, when Supergirl turned around and stood there with the same posture as previously. Legs apart and hands on her hips, she leaned her head slightly to the right and started checking him out. Her eyes slowly and continuously wandered from his feet to his head, back down again and all over his body. Her jaw slightly moved sideways and her lips produced a big smile when she found out that she liked what she saw.

As he was thinking about how nice a small patch of her shiny blond hair hang in front of her beautiful face, his stare met hers and she opened her mouth to blow the hair back over her head. He couldn’t stop staring at her full, dark red lips and the lovely tongue behind them. Supergirl spoke to him:

“I’m gonna make this very easy for you. I’m only gonna ask you three questions and expect you to answer them truthfully. First, what is your name? I don’t want to call you ‘handsome one’ for the entire night. Second, do you have a girl friend? I’m not going to break up a relationship. Personally I don’t care, but the public wouldn’t like it. Third, do you want to fuck me? Okay, forget the last one, that was a stupid question anyway. Who on Earth wouldn’t want to hit this?” And by that last word, her hands moved up and down leading his eyes over her curved body. He didn’t immediately react to her questions, her sight was too breathtaking, so she reminded him with a “You do speak English, don’t you?”

He replied: “Sorry, my name’s, ah, Jack and no and yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!”

“Okay, Ajack,” Supergirl grinned at him about his pubertarian confusion and decided that he had experienced enough time in her presence, so that she wouldn’t cause a small geyser on his lower body by touching him. Which she promptly did by putting her left arm around his back and pressing his flat chest against her large breasts. This action took Jack’s breath away, metaphorically and literally. He remained speechless as Supergirl lifted her right arm up and both rose fast into the airspace above them. She kept him in a strong grip, tightly pressed beneath her body as she went into a horizontal position and flew over the city. As she accelerated, she reminded herself to keep a certain speed limit (below Mach 1), so she wouldn’t hurt Jack’s fragile body. His body felt so good touching her own one in a lot of places, notably his boner between her legs.

They had been flying for miles when he found composure and asked the beautiful girl in front of him, whose long blonde hair and long red cape were flying furiously in the wind, where they were headed to. She looked down on him and joyfully declared: “Oh, our destination is one of my places I’ve reserved especially for opportunities like this one. I bet you’re gonna like it. And we’ve already arrived.” With these last word, she decelerated her flight and put herself into a vertical position, still pressing Jack against her. When she landed on the roof of a tall skyscraper, she released him to the ground of the rooftop with a sigh. She had enjoyed feeling this little bit of intimacy even if it was only a small harbinger of what was to come later in the night.

Jack felt the same way as he stayed in contact with Supergirl’s from his point of view incredibly voluminous breasts. He never wanted to let go, not for all eternity! How could these breasts be so gorgeous, warm and soft when they were able to withstand the continued firing of a machine gun squad without even taking the slightest damage? Jack had seen the footage of the downtown hostage situation the previous month. Terrorists had been aiming and firing at Supergirl for two minutes, mostly at her chest (the S emblem presented a very good target) as she slowly walked towards them. She could have swept in anytime with superspeed and dearmed the hostage takers in a micro-second, but she wanted to give the SWAT teams a little bit of credit too, so she distracted the criminals at the front of the building as the hostages were being freed in the back. She liked also the fact that two dozen cameras had been built up by news teams and allowed her to brag a little bit with her ‘assets’. The continued gun fire had shredded her clothes to dust (first her shirt and cape, then her skirt and the top of her boots), so that Supergirl was walking naked towards them for the last minute. She didn’t feel shame and proudly presented to the cameras her boobs bouncing relishing and fending off bullets. The same cameras whose lenses she heard buzzing when they zoomed on her breasts and the shaved region between her upper legs. The same evening, after the footage had aired, YouTube went down for a few hours when millions of people tried uploading and accessing the same video.

“Jack!” Supergirl yelled, “We’re here! Please let go of my breasts!” For now, she added in her thoughts. She gently took his hands of her breasts where he had subconsciously placed them when he snapped out of his thoughts. “I’m sorry, Supergirl,” he tried to defend himself, “this won’t happen again, Supergirl.” “Oh, I hope it will and please call me Kara. If we’re going to stick our body parts into each other and exchange fluids, you should at least know my first name. Kara’s shorter than Supergirl and men find it easier to scream when they’re orgasming. Which is something I hope we’re going to do a lot tonight.” Kara smiled mischievously at Jack, took his hand into hers and let him to the entrance of the penthouse loft placed on top of the city’s largest skyscraper.

Jack marvelled at the big single room. The walls were entirely made of glass and offered a panoramic view of the entire city. He noticed that there was no other access than the glass door they just passed and that there were no elevators or staircases either, so the only way to enter the penthouse was by flight. There was no place for a helicopter either. They would stay completely undisturbed. The only furniture Jack saw was a small cabinet in one corner and a really long and large bed in the middle of the room. The bed was covered with a white fluffy sheet, had pink transparent drapes around it and lots of red and blue pillows. The ground was mostly covered by a large beige carpet and some towels casually tossed around the room.

“Do you like it?” Kara asked. Without waiting for an answer she proclaimed “So, let’s get started then!” That was the keyword Jack was waiting for and his hands were reflexively back on Supergirl’s breasts. She shooked her head sideways and looked disappointingly at him. “No, silly. You’re hornier than I am. You didn’t clearly think this through. My name is SUPERgirl. I have SUPER strength and am invulnerable. Did you really think that you could just put your normal human penis into my SUPER kryptonian vagina and be done with it? A bird’s feather would have more success arousing a block of concrete by stroking it. And even if I felt something, one small movement of my hip and your bones would be crushed against my body.” Jack gulped and his hands retracted in fear from her breasts. “Don’t be afraid, I have a solution for your dilemma.” Supergirl turned around, walked to the small cabinet, opened it and retrieved a small vial.

“I just need a few samples of your DNA, please spit in this vial and show me the palm of your hand.” Jack did as he was told to, when he saw Supergirl pluck an eye lid of herself. She held the lid between two fingers and stung his palm with it. “Outch, why did you do that?” Jack yelled at Supergirl. A small droplet of blood was forming on his hand. “Sorry,” Kara replied, “I have to get a blood sample for this to work. Oh and your semen too, so strip down now, please.” Kara bent down her head, looked up with her blue eyes partly covered by her blonde hair and stroke her full red lips with her arousingly pink and wet tongue. Jack’s anger was immediately blown away and his hands already in progress to open his pants.

Completely naked, Jack stood there and waited for Kara’s evaluation. Kara looked a bit frustrated at his member hanging lethargically down now. They had only met half an hour ago and his erection was already mostly gone? She had to change that! Instinctively she started shaking her breasts, sending them bouncing around wildly. Her action was met with a spontaneous erection of Jack’s cock which immediately put a smile on Kara’s face. That was much better! Her hands slid gently over his penis caressing it slowly, back and forth. Apart from getting harder, nothing happened. Kara knew that her continuing presence had taken a toll on Jack’s physical health and made him quite tired. Supergirl accelerated her movement to increase the stimulus on Jack’s nerves. Her hand was now a blur and Jack groaned in pain. Perhaps that was too fast? Supergirl didn’t want his penis to spontanously combust. She slowed down and Jack’s face showed relief, followed by exertion. He was really trying to at least produce a droplet of sperm, when Kara stopped the hand job. “You’ve finally come!” Supergirl told him, that she could see a very small droplet with her microscopic vision, but that would be enough. “Now it is time for kryptonian science!” Kara proclaimed and went back to the small cabinet. Jack’s tired eyes could see bright crystals shaping weird machines in the cabinet and he could hear strange noises.

A few seconds later, Kara turned around and handed him a cup with a strange colorless liquid in it. “Here, drink this! This mixture will give you a few of the same powers that I have for the rest of the weekend. Most importantly it will give you super strength and invulnerability, so that we finally can fuck around as much as we want to. Please hurry! I’m so horny now!” To Kara’s surprise, this last sentence made Jack swallow the drink instantaneously. “So, how did it taste?” Kara asked grinning cunningly. “Well, it was sweeter than I thought it would be. I suppose the fluids I spent earlier were part of it. What else made it taste so good?” “There was a droplet of my spit and my blood too, but mostly it was composed of my pussy juice. You’re welcome!” Kara laughed loudly at Jack’s stupefied face. “Wow, I’m so going to pay you back when this magic potion is starting to work.” Supressing her laughter, Kara told him that it already should be working and they had to test it. Supergirl took the eye lid from earlier on and tried to stab him again. This time it wouldn’t penetrate his skin and just bend over.

Kara was happy with the result. “Excellent! Now let’s have dessert! You wanted to pay me back? Well, I’m more than happy to take your currency. Please sit down on the bed side and spread your legs!” Again Jack immediately did as he was told to and let Kara lead. She kneeled in front of him, her face just a few inches away from his erect cock and watched as it continued growing. The potion apparently affected his erection too. It was still growing long and large. Kara just sat there, her ass on her feet and her hands on his knees with a fascinating look on her face. Incredible! Kara thought. It’s already so large, I doubt I can fit it in my mouth without dislocating my jaw. I can barely fit my hands around it. And it’s so wunderfully long, it’s approaching at least 17 inches! When I’m shoving this down my throat it will probably reach my stomach! Kara giggled at her thought, but when she looked up to Jack’s face she was met with confusion. “So, when are you gonna start? I have this incredible pressure inside of me. I don’t know where it’s coming from.”

So Kara began by placing her gentle feminine hands around his record breaking cock and put her sensual full lips around the top of his penis. Then Supergirl’s tongue accessed his foreskin and moved with superspeed over it, seemingly touching it everywhere simultanously. Jack groaned loudly. Stimulated by his positive feedback, Kara softly shoved his cock to the back of her mouth, where it first met resistance. She consciously tried to open her throat wider, bent slightly forwards and the human spear continued sliding through her throat. As the warm flesh and the wild pulsation of his blood vessels felt wonderful inside her, she noticed a wave of fluid on the inside of the penis rolling in from Jack’s body towards her. Was he already coming? That was fast. Kara started to pull out Jack’s cock; she didn’t want his cum to be wasted in her throat, when her tongue could be picking up all that tastily fluid she so liked.

It was already too late. Jack came with the power of a firemen’s water hose. Kara’s head abruptly backed off, Jack’s cock violently expelled from her throat by the sheer pressure of his sperm, passing by Supergirl’s tongue which tried to savour a few last drops of the liquid when Jack finally had his newly improved body part under control. Still maintaining a firm grip with her lips around Jack’s cock, Supergirl’s eyes asked Jack if everything was alright, while at the same time taking a big gulp of cum down her throat. “Thanks Kara. If you hadn’t kept my penis locked in your mouth, this would have gotten ugly very quick. I think, I have it now under control and we can…”

At that moment, Supergirl’s eyes got a mischievously glare when her lips suddenly loosened around the big cock and her tongue started to stroke it again with superspeed. Jack never finished his sentence as the unexpected sensation was simply too much for his nervous system. His cock exited Kara’s mouth, exploded violently in her direction and showered Kara with what seemed to be five gallons of his cum. It splashed against her face and Kara closed her eyes, but let her mouth open so she could enjoy tasting it when it filled her mouth completely. Her face had a big grin on it as her long blonde hair got soaked and started to stick together. A lot of the juice was now dripping from her mouth and face into her big cleavage and already started to flow over her breasts adding a third color to the famous red and yellow S diamond. Dripping down her shirt and leaving wet traces, it finally splashed onto her skirt where it accumulated into a small puddle darkening the light blue fabric.

Kara swallowed down joyfully several gulps of Jack juice and said with a sarcastic tone in her voice: “Thank you Jack, for having it now ‘under control’! Thank you very much. I am now completely soaked with your cum from head to feet! Look at my clothes and my hair!” “I’m so sorry” Jack played along, knowing very well that it was Supergirl’s action that had started it. “But if you didn’t want to be showered, you just had to move away quickly with your super speed. So I suppose this was exactly what you wanted.”

Kara smiled. He was right. She was loving it. Without another word, she started to put her hands into the puddle on her skirt and then put every single finger into her mouth, licking it meticulously clean. Then she stood slowly up, the fluid still dripping from her hair, face, breasts, skirt and legs onto the floor. “As long as I would like to indulge in a fine cum tasting, our time is limited and I have to clean myself at least a little bit. If you want, you can accompany me to my bathing place. It’s more unusual than you would think.” Kara took Jack’s hand and lead him outside. “That place is not that far away, but we still have to fly. As you didn’t get my flight power I’ll have to carry you again. This time I won’t hold you tight, you’re now strong enough to hook onto my body yourself.”

She turned around, presenting him her nicely shaped ass, her left hand holding her short wet skirt up and her right one quickly grabbing Jack’s still stiff member and introducing it casually to the Holy Grail of the evening. Her warm and soft and wet pussy suprised Jack so much that he immediately ejaculated again. This time for a short moment only, but still adding a new massive flow of liquid squirting from her body as her giant vagina filled up fast and sliding down between her legs into her boots. Kara giggled at the welcomed sensation, bent her head back to him and told him lighthearted and with amusement to finally stop messing around. “Now use your hands to grab something tight, so you can hold yourself against me.” Jack grabbed the only two things that were available to his hands, Kara’s giant breasts. That was the moment Supergirl had waited for and she immediately started flying into the air, accelerating much faster than before.

As Jack’s body was firmly pressed against Kara’s back, lying on top of her red cape and blue skirt, his cock safely fixated in her incredible tight pussy and his hands holding on to her massive breasts, Supergirl flew them both over the ocean where he saw waves glimmering in the pale light of the full moon and clouds zipping by so fast that he couldn’t make out a fixed point of view. At least he was making out with the most incredible woman on the planet!, he thought to himself.

As they flew over a landmass covered in ice and snow, Supergirl started to decelerate. Jack saw the point of destination, she had had in mind: it was a giant crater. Hovering for a moment over the active volcano, Jack felt hot air rising from the glowing sea of yellow and red lava boiling beneath them. Supergirl headed to a small island of stable volcanic rock at the edge of the crater where she landed gracefully by putting her red boots down on the ground. At that moment, Jack became aware of Supergirl’s plan; she wanted to take a bath in the lava!

“Now let go of my boobs and pull out your dick, I have to take off my clothes first,” Kara explained to Jack, who followed her orders and stepped back. He saw her dark silhouette taking off the cape and then bending down against the amazing panorama of the brightly flaming sea of molten rock to take off her boots. As her left hand found support on the volcanic rock protuding in front of her, the right hand slowly slid down her incredibly long leg until it reached the top of the boot. The flight’s airstream had dried Kara’s covering of his juice so that her hair, cape and skirt didn’t blow in the wind like they used to. Instead her body shimmered like a frosted cake and her hair and skirt were stiff. Especially the backside of the skirt proved its stiffness by pointing upwards where Jack had laid on her body and presenting him a fantastic view of her shiny vagina. In an instant Supergirl’s cunt attracted his cock like a magnet and he was drawn to her immediately. Stepping forward and putting his fully erected dick into her welcoming pussy for the second time today, Kara emitted a small lustful groan.

“Oh, you naughty boy! Taking advantage of a poor girl like me who’s just trying to get off her boots!” Kara ironically complained to him and she turned her head slightly to the back to see if he was paying attention to her. Her look fixated his eyes and she suddenly raised her left leg to his stupefied face, rotating her body in mid-air and putting it down at his right side. She was now facing him and he was presented with a frontal view of her glorious breasts. As he thrusted his cock forwards and deeper into her cunt, Kara grabbed him by his shoulders and pulled herself up to press her giant chest against his. Jack could feel her precious nipples pressing against him hard as diamonds. The tall girl’s cleavage reached lascivious towards his chin. Jack had always had a thing for tall blonde woman, but this was unbelievable! The sensation of almost having her tits in his face made him stagger a few step forwards. Pushing Supergirl’s hovering body against the hard rock made the heavy material crack in multiple places. Everywhere where the rock met Supergirl’s invulnerable skin, it just shattered into tiny pebbles rolling down to the floor. Kara didn’t seem to mind his forceful action and challenged him to fuck her even harder and faster. Her eyes shone like two marvelous blue supernovas when she looked deeply into his green ones and then tilted her head upwards excitingly.

He pushed the force and speed of his thrusting to the limit without realizing that they had formed a sort of a cave by drilling violently into the rock behind Supergirl’s back. Wondering about how long he could go on, he realized through Kara’s ear shattering screams that she was about to come. He let himself go for a fourth time today and just as his cum was to leave his cock, Kara orgasmed and her juices started flowing rapidly joining his’, filling her vagina fast, surrounding his penis and squirting out into the small space between their bodies. Between his cock and her boobs, the viscous liquid splashed violently sideways on the rocks, cleaning the surface like a sandblaster and partially turning into vapour because of the hot rock. Finally it dripped down to the ground, covering almost the entire surface of their small love cave and sending small amounts of sweet smelling steam towards their faces.

“Hey, tiger. Thanks for that. I really needed it” Kara exclaimed as they rested on the wet rock for a moment. Her long and slim arm moved towards the surface where her hand waved through the mix of their bodily fluids. She raised the hand to her mouth and started licking every single finger like she had done before. “You wanna try too?” Kara asked innocently and giggled as Jack refused politely. This small movement of her body resulted in her breasts starting to bounce around, stimulating Jack again and he came inside her for a fifth time. “Wow, Jack, how many gallons do you still have in you? Shouldn’t you be empty by now? We have to find a remedy for this and I know exactly the right thing. A simple hand job. It worked before and it will work again, but first we have to leave this cave. I don’t want to drown in here when you’re coming again.” Kara cheerishly smiled at him, her body floating slowly to the side, releasing his cock, her hands pushing him gently backwards out of the cave and turning him around towards the glowing lava.

“Okay, now face the sea of lava and point your luscious dick towards it.” Supergirl stand at his left, looking into the direction his dick was pointing at, put her right hand around it and began stroking it again with superspeed, rubbing back and forth faster than the human eye could see. The blurring movements resulted in a forceful jet, torpedoing the flowing lava and shooting a continuing stream for a hundred yards towards it. When the liquid finally hit the molten rock, a fountain of steam violently erupted from it and the coldened lava turned to a darker tone.

Kara laughed at the sight of Jack’s astonished sight. “That was awesome! No wonder I came so fast in the cave. You’re definitely a keeper! Now let’s have some fun in the hot whirl pool!” Kara exclaimed joyfully and started running towards the red glowing sea. During her run she pulled her navel free shirt over her head and loosened the yellow belt on her skirt so that it simply slid to the ground. As a he was following her, she turned around, continued running backwards and tossed the still sticky and stiff shirt into his face. When he removed the shirt he saw Supergirl smiling at him and falling backwards into the 1500 degrees hot sea. Supergirl’s body immediately disappeared in the viscous liquid and Jack worried for a short moment about her. Then her head reappeared above the lava as did her giant breasts which seemed to float on top of her like superhuman life belts. Jack stopped an inch before reaching the lava. Could he really do it? He hesitantly touched the lava with his foot as he saw Supergirl backstroking enthusiastically.

“Come on, you pussy! It won’t hurt you and it has such a nice temperature!” Supergirl splashed with her hands small drops of hot lava onto him, which upon contact with his skin cooled down and immediately turned to stone. It was a weird feeling for him, but her action convinced him that there was nothing to be afraid of and he thankfully slid into the glowing material. Although it felt a little bit too hot (his body nerves weren’t that resistant as Supergirl’s), he enjoyed swimming calmly at Kara’s side and returning her peaceful smile.

Enjoying their company silently, they climbed out of the lava after a while and shaked off the last of a few remaining stones. Jack slid his hand gently through Kara’s hair and combed out a few pebbles. The sun had already started rising in the East and the clouds stand redly illuminated against a light blue sky. Kara retrieved her Supergirl outfit with the same colors and stood in front of Jack. Holding her clothes and boots in her left hand, she put her right hand on his left shoulder, leaned forwards to him, her breasts gently brushing against his chest and whispered into his right ear: “Thank you so very much, Jack! It has been such a nice night. I enjoyed your company very much. I hope you did the same?” She leaned back with an asking look on her face. Jack promptly nodded to her delight which again put a smile on her face. Still fascinated by her stunning beautiful face, he saw Supergirl putting her left arm still holding her clothes around his back, pressing him against her, lifting her right arm into the air and rapidly soaring through the sky in the same fashion as their first flight together.

Back at their home city, the two naked people landed silently in the dark back alley where they had started. The club was now closed and no one was in sight. Jack asked Kara with a skeptical tone in his voice, if they would ever see each other again. “Why shouldn’t we?” Kara sounded surprised. “Didn’t we have fun time tonight? I’m really looking forward to our next encounter. Perhaps I could spice things a little bit up and invite my cousin Powergirl? She always has crazier ideas than mine. How about next weekend? I’ll take that as a ‘Yes’.” Kara commented as she saw his cock rising again at the thought of having a threesome with the two most powerful beings in existance. Supergirl smiled knowingly at him, turned around, took a few steps forward and floated silently into the sky. Jack stood there for a few minutes contemplating on his incredible luck before heading home. Soaring naked through the clouds, Kara recalled the events of the night in her mind. She was already really looking forward to next weekend. Supergirl wanted to have a fun time again!

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/6ks42e/supergirls_night_out_fm_scifi

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