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🕑 Added 2021-05-24 23:00:00 +0000 UTC“Oh, Peej, that’s so good,” Linda moaned, quivering with every inch Karen’s tongue moved over her slit.
Karen carried Linda to the bed, laying down on it lengthwise so that Linda landed against the headboard with a cute little “oof” of disturbance. Her mouth resumed its work at Linda’s sex, tongue licking and searching inside her.
Linda’s arousal mounted; she was delirious with need, totally in Karen’s power. And Karen knew it. She exulted in the control she had over Linda. She moved them around, now almost sixty-nining with Linda, but instead of offering Linda her pussy, she held out her bare foot to her.
“Suck,” she ordered. “Show me you love every last part of me.”
“All of it,” Linda swore. “Everything about you.”
Linda was full of desire and want—she loved it, loved how passionate she felt, like she was being consumed by some burning flame, some sweeping romance, not just for Karen, but for Clark as well. Absolutely delighted to give into it, she twisted her body to Karen’s foot and took her cute toes into her mouth.
Karen enjoyed it, the feel of Linda’s sucking lips as well as the submission. She felt lust as much as power and it felt right, not like the abortive attempt to dom Clark. Clark had been game, but she got the feeling that Linda wanted to surrender, wanted to give in, and that made it all the sweeter to overwhelm her.
Karen wanted her to beg for mercy, wanted her to be a little afraid of how much she was feeling—the same way Karen felt when Clark was really fucking her, showing her in no uncertain terms that he knew how to treat her body. She stuffed her foot further into Linda’s mouth at the same time she licked Linda’s pussy with abandon.
It didn’t feel like she was pleasuring Linda. It felt to Karen like she was owning the little blonde with enjoyment, working her foot in and out of Linda’s gaping mouth like a cock, showing her exactly what her place was.
The room filled with lust. Together, they writhed and twisted, Linda enjoying her supplication and Karen enjoying her dominance. They both strove for orgasm—Linda sucking Karen’s toes, trying to convince the buxom blonde to allow her the supreme reward, while Karen played with her own pussy, enjoying herself as much as she was denying Linda the pleasure of servicing her. Their groans and moans echoed off the walls. The bed shook, struggling to contain their exertions.
“UNnnnh!” Linda moaned, her body shaking with fulfillment—her voice muffled by Karen’s foot stuffing her mouth. Her excitement spurred on by seeing Karen fondle her own sex; squirming and wiggling and pushing her foot into Linda’s mouth. And Karen looked at Linda, seeing how dutifully she was obeying her, sucking on the foot in her mouth, and she reached her peak. With a long, drawn-out sigh, Power Girl’s gyrations stopped. She lay quiet on the bed.
After a few moments of blissful silence, Karen lifted her head. She looked at Linda and saw that she still had her foot in her mouth. Karen found it both silly and erotic. The girl lay there, her eyes full and her mouth still servicing Karen’s foot. Karen pulled it away, then playfully petted Linda’s cheek with it.
Linda kissed her big toe. “It’s going to be weird seeing you with Clark after this… he really has a way with you… I’m a little envious. I think it might be better to get totally fucked out than to be on top.”
“If you really thought that, I think you’d be a little more submissive with him.”
Linda shrugged. “I guess as advanced as Kryptonians are, even we can’t figure out sexual chemistry. It just is what it is.”
Karen grinned at her. “What do you say we do something that’ll really drive Kal wild when he gets out of the shower?”
***
Clark shut off the hot water and toweled himself off. He went to the counter where he’d laid out his costume, having long ago figured out it was best to keep it on hand and away from prying eyes. He’d even hidden it under some towels.
Then he unfolded it and realized it was not his costume. The same material, the same colors, even the same boots, but the blue bodysuit was gone. In its place, nothing more than the red trunks and his cape, now with a collar to let it attach to his neck, since there was nothing else for it to possibly attach to.
“Uh, ladies?” he called. “What happened to my costume?”
“We thought we’d make a few improvements to it,” Karen yelled through the bathroom door. “Linda’s a very good tailor.”
“And Karen’s a very good pervert,” Linda added.
“We made ourselves some new costumes too. Come out and see.”
Comments
P. C.
Hmm . . . Very promising. =)
Shendude
Short, but sweet
