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Power Girl Needs To Get Laid update
🕑 Added 2021-12-15 00:00:03 +0000 UTCA few days later, with his balls sore from how much they’d come, Ted was figuring out that being Power Girl’s official boy toy wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Or rather, it was, and a lot more—so much more that the merely mortal, such as him, had a hard time keeping up the pace.
They laid in bed, both naked, Karen as breathtaking as ever. She’d just come simultaneously with him, but while that had been enough to sate Ted, for Karen it was just a warm-up. She tried to provoke another erection out of Ted, but for all her sucking, there was only so much his body had to give.
“How can you not want to fuck me?” Karen demanded finally—the relief of having her no longer attempting foreplay with him was orgasmic enough to Ted. “I mean, look at me! No, wait, you do look at me! You’ve been looking at me for years and now, after a lousy three weeks, you’ve had enough of me.”
“After three hours I’ve had enough,” Ted corrected her. “And you’ve come eight times!”
“Nine,” Karen corrected him. “I don’t always scream and shout and swear—just most of the time.”
“Karen, I’m only a guy who works out a lot. I can’t literally go all night—I don’t even run around and swing from buildings all night! I built the Bug so that I could sit down while I’m going to stop bank robberies!”
Karen crossed her arms over her chest. The task flattened her breasts under her thick arms, as much as anything could squish them. As ample as they were, they were also real and deliciously soft. Ted stared, felt a stirring inside him, but long and literally painful experience had taught him that this campfire wouldn’t light.
“I know you’re a puny human who can kill himself by falling down some stairs, Ted. I thought you’d make up for it by working harder.”
“I’ve been working hard.” Ted reached out to palm her thigh. “Listen, Karen, you’re great and I really like you and if I had just six hours of sleep, I’d love to take another crack at your sexual needs. But let’s be honest—we’re not exactly in a relationship. If I can’t satisfy you—“
“You did satisfy me!” Karen protested, on his behalf and on her own.
“But if you want more than I can give,” Ted pressed, “why not just find someone—“
“You are someone else,” Karen interrupted. “And not to be rude, but there aren’t a lot of options when it comes to men I know aren’t creeps. Hawkman’s shacked up with Hawkgirl—it’s right in the name. Aquaman’s hooking up with Mera, she’s a queen. Superman… well, we shouldn’t go there in the first place, but he’s married. Superboy—half my cousin’s DNA, half Lex Luthor DNA—no thanks! And if I start normal dating, I’m just going to run into someone who’s not as built as you and still can’t fuck me for four lousy hours!”
“You could always try the Challengers of the Unknown,” Ted joked. “None of them have superpowers, but there are four of them, so if each of them can just last one hour—“
“Ted, you’re a genius!”
Ted took the compliment ironically as usual. “Well, I have been for a while, but it’s never too late to notice.”
“I mean it! I don’t have to find someone who can totally satisfy me—I just have to find a lot of people who can each satisfy me a little!”
Ted raised an eyebrow. “Am I one of the people who satisfies you a little?”
“Some people who can each satisfy me some!” Karen amended. Mollified herself, she reached over to play her hand through Ted’s chest hair. “So… know any guys who might like to try and satisfy me?”
Ted closed his eyes, but there was only one possible answer. Booster would never forgive him if he didn’t point a horny Power Girl his way.
***
To ensure she didn’t get a reputation, Karen wore a conservative pantsuit to go see Booster—not that it could at all hide her big breasts or the voluptuous contours of the rest of her body. And her burning cunt kept a seductive smile on her face.
With her plan to recruit a harem for herself now in play, Karen wasn’t left unsatisfied by Ted—now she knew he had only whet her appetite. If Booster was alone, she had an open invitation to a long, satiating fuck.
Booster went to the door of his penthouse, maybe wondering how it was someone was knocking instead of asking to be buzzed up, maybe not realizing it was out of the ordinary since there were a lot of things he didn’t realize over the course of a day.
When he opened the door to Karen, the first thing she saw was his eyes growing wide in appreciation of her.
“Hello, Michael,” Karen said automatically, inviting herself right past him into his swank apartment. “I hear all the endorsement deals and social media shilling have been paying off for you. I thought you might like to give something back to the community.”
Karen had to give it to him, the man knew how to live. The place was better appointed than hers. But then Booster had hired an interior decorator, while she’d stuck to stark minimalism as an excuse never to have to decorate.
“Give back? Peej, I’m a superhero. I give back to the community by stopping it from getting blown up,” Booster chuckled.
“But you’re a hero. Doesn’t that mean going above and beyond the call of duty?”
“Uhh, no—I prefer to stay right at the call of duty. Maybe give an extra ten percent, just so I don’t get lazy, but otherwise: self-care all the way.”
“I wouldn’t trust you to care for yourselves, Booster. You should find someone else to do it,” Karen suggested, thrusting out her chest until her tits strained through the fabric.
Booster leered, awestruck, at her cleavage. Karen shamelessly returned her smile. She was beginning to tingle with the thought of fucking him—scummy but not too scummy, heroic but not too heroic. Just right for some almost literally dirty sex.
“I’m here collecting for charity,” Karen chided him—lightly, laconically. “How about you donate a hundred dollars to starving orphans and I’ll show you my tits?”
“You’ll what?” Booster asked, but his cock was standing up, pressing against the seam of the egg-white slacks he wore with his polo shirt and yellow vest.
It looked like it made a nice bulge in those pants. Karen supposed that to run around in tights, beating up villains, you had to have something giving you confidence.
“I’ll open this fucking suit I’ve got on and show you my big fat tits.” The nipples of which were already throbbing and stiffening. Something Booster noticed immediately.
“Your big fat…” Booster trailed off. Karen’s smile gave him an unmistakable invitation. “Did you say fifty dollars?”
“Make it two hundred.”
“Done!”
Karen unbuttoned her jacket. “It’s for a good cause,” she said teasingly.
She took off the jacket. All she wore underneath was a lacy bra that cupped her breasts, stretching from the undersides to her lush nipples, while leaving the massive expanse of her upper cleavage exposed. Booster was gawking at her already as she dropped her jacket to the ground. His hard-on grew enormous. Karen smiled at that too, before undoing her bra, baring her chest.
Covered, with the cleavage window accentuating their majesty, Power Girl’s breasts were an unbelievable temptation. Naked in all their impossible reality, they were simply glorious. Her enormous breasts rose proudly from her rib cage, a luscious slope leading downward just enough to prove they were natural, succumbing slightly to gravity, but they came up from her abdomen with sheer grandeur. Lovingly holding to the shadows their heft cast down her body.
There was none of the ludicrous ballooning of some porn star’s oversized implants, just the sweep and sag and succulence of real flesh. Her fat nipples jutted nearly at inch from the crests of her tits, with areolas the size of snickerdoodles surrounding them, somehow perfectly sized to the abundance of her breasts.
Karen put her hands on her hips and stared at Booster challengingly, clearly waiting for him to reciprocate and impress her as much as she’d awed him. “Well? I’d say that’s worth a Benjamin each, wouldn’t you?”
“Holy shit! Holy—nnnhhh!”
Karen didn’t move an inch when Booster lunged at her. She stayed right where she was, eying Booster, her gaze still daring him to wow her. And he tried. Booster wrapped his muscular arms around her back and glued his mouth to her stiff left nipple, slurping on it noisily, whipping his tongue against the crimson nub. Karen cooed, but did nothing to stop him. He was off to a good start.
“Okay, so my tits are pretty sensitive, yeah.” Karen sighed and looked impatiently up at the ceiling. “No points for figuring that out. Not that I’m guessing you did any thinking. But by all means, enjoy yourself. Just know that if I don’t get off on this—well, you know all the things you tell yourself I’d do to you to talk yourself into not groping me, usually? I’m gonna do two or three of those.”
Booster stepped back, panting: “The Golden One does not leave women hanging. There’s a reason the chicks are dying to be saved by me!”
“Yeah, because they’re dying and need to be saved—please tell me the Golden One is another nickname you’ve given yourself and not…”
Booster dropped his slacks, showing off to Karen the longest, thickest cock she’d seen in her life. It shot out from over his bloated balls like a cannon ready to fire—actually throbbing and twitching with its want to shoot.
“How many orphans do I have to feed to get you to eat this?” Booster asked hoarsely.
Karen stared at his enormous cock. Her interest in the act fell away like a high school girl’s clothes on prom. “Who gives a shit about the orphans?” she replied huskily, dropping down to her knees before that immense prick.
His member was so big, she could just barely get her hand around it. She held onto the base of his thick cock with her slender fingers and slapped it against the tops of her breasts, moaning as she saw his creamy precum slosh out of his glanshole to dot her cleavage.
“Ohhh, yeah, suck my dick,” Booster groaned. “Suck all that cock—you turn me on so fucking much!”
“I can see that!” Karen quipped. “In fact, I think you’re turned on enough to do something I’ve always wanted to do.”
She tugged on his cock, pulling him up to her kneeling body and sliding his length between her deliciously oversized breasts. Karen let go of his manhood, instead pressing her decadent cleavage inward. Booster immediately saw what to do, rocking back and forth, fucking between her tits.
His swollen red crown slid up from the soft groove between her breasts, jabbing up towards her chin. Karen tucked her chin in and stuck out her tongue, trailing it over Booster’s swollen knob and tasting the same precum she could feel heating the slopes of her breasts.
Karen looked up at him, slowly drawing her tongue back into her mouth with the decadent taste she’d enjoyed. “Not a bad fit,” Karen said, popping her damp lips. “Not a bad taste either.
She kept squeezing her breasts inward, massaging Booster’s dick inside the enfolding pillows.
“I want you to fuck my tits and come in my mouth,” Karen said, enjoying the shudder that went through Booster on the impact of her blunt words. “Think you’ll have enough left over after that to fuck me?”
Booster nodded frantically. “Oh yeah, absolutely, I’m doing No-Nut November and this is actually Veterans Day today, November 11th, so I’ve got plenty of—“
“You stop using your mouth and I’ll start using mine,” Karen promised him.
He shut up. Karen parted her lips wide and took his burgeoning cockhead deep into her mouth.
Comments
Be_Be
Yes glorious is the right word!
Shendude
This is GLORIOUS!
