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Super Fuck
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Super Fuck
I've always collected comics. I started when I was just a
little kid and there were lots of summers and weekends
when I devoted all my time to reading them over and
over.
As I reached puberty, I suddenly realized why the artists
draw the female superheroes with such large breasts. All
of a sudden, I wanted to see big tits too. Whereas months
before, I would rush to the drugstore on Friday
afternoons to buy Superman and Batman, I was now
interested in any female character instead, the skimpier
the costume, the better.
It was always a fantasy of mine to make love with a
superheroine, you know, a really hot babe with big tits
and wearing tight spandex. And believe it or not, but I
actually had that fantasy come true!
I was going to a costume party for Halloween. Because of
my short height, a friend suggested that a good costume
for me would be an elf. So, I wore a Robin Hood-type hat,
rubber pointed ears, and a green shirt with tights. I have
to admit, the tights were sort of a kick: I'd never worn
anything that hugged my butt or caressed by dick better.
Anyway, I walked into the party and looked around. Only
about half the people that came to the party were in
costume and the music system was really shitty. I
decided to have a couple drinks and then head home. As I
walked to the bar, I noticed a blonde with a red cape and
short skirt. She had her back to me, so all I could see
were her long legs and a really tight little ass.
At the bar, I ordered a beer and then turned around to try
and make eye contact with her. She was busy talking to a
girlfriend, but shortly, she turned in my direction. I was
someone startled by the fact that she smiled at me first.
I smiled back and just stood there for a minute enjoying
the view. She had shoulder length blonde hair, which I
loved. (You have to realize, this is before I discovered the
pleasures of *red* hair). The big red "S" on her chest did
a woefully inadequate job of covering her large, round
breasts.
With the exception of the larger breasts, she was the
spitting image of the actress who played Supergirl in the
movie. I thought I was going to die! It was my dream
come true. What I didn't realize at that moment was that
my dream was going to cum true as well.
She and her friend eventually stopped talking and her
friend wandered off. She came over to the bar near where
I was standing. We smiled at each other again. I was
trying to think of something cute and witty to say when
she broke the ice by speaking to me instead.
"I realize this sounds really dumb, but I have always
loved elves," she told me.
"Doesn't sound dumb to me," I told her. "I've always loved
women in tights and a cape."
She laughed. It was giggle really, and for a split second I
worried that she was a teenager and I'd been flirting
with jailbait. The bartender actually carded her because
she looked so young. She was embarrassed by the photo
on her driver's license and showed it to me. I could see
that 1) she was legal, and 2) her name was Cindy.
I introduced myself and we talked for a long time. As I
had feared when I walked in, the party turned out to be a
dud. Cindy suggested that we go somewhere else. We
walked out to our cars and tried to decide where to go.
As we stood talking near my car, I realized that she was
moving closer to me.
Now, I've always been sort of a shy guy, but I guess the
beer had made me a bit bold. I put my arm around her
casually, like I'd seen other guys do. She didn't resist.
Instead, she moved even closer. Neither of us said a
word, but simply stared into each other's eyes for a
minute. Then, *she* kissed me. I recovered as quickly as
I could and kissed her back.
"You're a good kisser...for an elf," she teased.
"I try to rise to the occasion," I told her (and I was). "I've
always wanted to kiss a super girl."
Needless to say, we decided to go back to my apartment.
Cindy looked so absolutely beautiful in that leotard and
skirt, I thought I was going to explode all over the
insides of my tights. It was a good thing the elf costume
had tights for the pants, the stretchy material allowed
my dick to grow unrestrained.
We spent a long time on the couch, necking and kissing
and touching all over. I told Cindy that I'd always had the
fantasy about fucking a super heroine. "I've got a secret
for you too," she said. "When I was a little girl, my uncle
bought me a stuffed elf doll. I had lots of other dolls and
stuffed animals, but the elf was my favorite. One night, I
must have rolled over on it or something, but anyway, it
was up between my legs and when I squeezed my legs
together it felt good. I learned to play with myself by
squeezing that elf." She smiled.
Thinking that I was being the master of wit, I put her
hand on my dick and said, "Want to squeeze this elf?"
"Yes," she said. She reached into my tights and pulled my
now completely hard dick out. She bent down and started
to suck me. It felt so good.
I reached into her blouse and felt her "tits of steel." It
turned out that she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits
where the firmest natural tits that I'd ever felt. Oh, the
advantages of youth.
After she sucked me for a while, I suggested that she
needed her pussy sucked. She thought that was a great
idea and sat up. She started to pull her arms out of the
leotard. I stopped her and suggested that she keep the
costume on. "Okay," she said, a mischievous grin on her
face.
I pulled her red cheerleader underpants off and then
pulled the crotch of her leotard to one side. There was a
full bush of blonde hair covering her cunt, with a bright
pink clit peeking out. I attacked her clit like a man dying
for a drink of water. She was so young and fresh, she
tasted like the sweetest honey.
"Oh, god, that feels great," she said. "If I'd known it felt
this good, I would've done this sooner."
I asked her if this was first time she'd had her pussy
licked. "Yes," she said. This was too good to be true.
I licked her for a few more minutes, but the leotard kept
getting in the way. I told her to take it off. "NO!" she said.
Instead, she got up and headed to the kitchen. She came
back in a moment with a pair of scissors. She cut open
the crotch of the leotard, leaving her great looking ass
and wonderful cunt fully exposed without having to
remove the costume.
She laid back down and I lifted her legs up to her chest. I
gazed down at her downy love hole and pink asshole. I
started licking her again, this time moving up and down
between her asshole and her cunny. She loved this. If
she'd never had her pussy licked before, I figured her ass
had never been tongued either. Her breath seemed to come
in gasps every time I moved down to rim her butt.
I licked her for what seemed like hours, until my tongue
simply gave out. I wished at that moment that I had super
powers: a super tongue would have allowed me to suck
her cunt all night. Instead, I moved on to fucking her. She
had a rosy glow on her face and a lazy, sexy smile when I
laid down on top of her. I kissed her deeply, knowing that
she could taste her own pussy juice on my mouth.
I then slid my dick into her tight little pussy. Although I
didn't ask, and she didn't volunteer, I think maybe she
was a virgin. If not, she certainly hadn't had much
experience. She was really tight and moaned to high
heaven with every inch of my dick. It was a good thing I'd
sucked her as much as I had, the lubrication helped.
By this time, I couldn't hardly stand it. I exploded inside
her after only a few strokes. She wanted more, of course,
and grabbed my ass, pulling me tighter. I still had the
tights on, and it felt really good to have her hands grab
my butt through the tight fabric.
I tried to pump her some more, but my dick just couldn't
take it. I had to pull out and give it some rest. We rested
for a while and sipped on another couple of beers. We
ended up ditching the costumes eventually and sleeping
(and not sleeping) the rest of the night naked as babies.
She let me keep the cape. I still have it and I still read
comics. When there's a Supergirl issue out, I pull the
cape out of my closet and hold it as I read the comic.
Then I spend the night stoking off to the thoughts of my
*Super Fuck*.
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