Kara-Zor El, Dinah Lance, Helena Bertinelli, and Barbara Gordon were all drenched in pools of cum. All of them were slathered in Superman's seed and licked it clean off of each other's breasts, legs, and faces. Superman did enjoy watching all four of the heroines turned sluts slurping and moaning in his cum, but conquest would take forever if he only fucked two humans and a Kryptonian.
He thought about his little detour to Smallville. His cock hardened again after thinking about Lana Lang. His childhood sweetheart. The one that got away. They hadn't spoken in years so he decided he'd pay her a visit. When Lex Luthor went to jail, Lana and Luthor's former bodyguard, Mercy Graves were in charge.
"Alright ladies. The Fortress is completely open to you. Showers, food, anything. I'll be back soon." Superman smiled. The girls let out a groan of disappointment, but Superman was already dressed and flying away.
As Superman flew he saw a few red and blue flares above people's home, but nothing around that yelled danger. Some folks used a red and blue flair as sort of a 'Superman signal.' He landed in a nice looking cul-de-sac and knocked on the first house with the flare. A young busty redhead woman opened the door with a big smile on her face.
"Hello ma'am, is there anything I can do for you?" Superman asked. The heroic part of his brain was still there. Just barely.
"I'm glad you came, Superman," The lady had on a pink sweater and tight jeans. She felt up his arm, feeling the muscle underneath. Superman didn't need his x-ray vision to tell she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Superman asked again. He knew where this was going.
The woman pulled her sweater down, revealing her full breasts.
"I saw what you did to that little blonde chick on the news," The woman grabbed Superman's shoulders. "Word spreads fast. Every woman on this block wants a piece of you, big guy. Including me." The woman's voice was dripping with need. Superman smirked.
"Are you sure, ma'am?" Superman grabbed her sides.
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." The woman answered.
"Whatever you say." Superman then used his superspeed to zoom upstairs, strip the woman of her clothes, and threw her on the bed.
"Holy shit!" She yelped in surprise. It all felt like a blur, but the next thing she felt was Superman's cock filling her insides.
Superman flew out of the cul-de-sac after five minutes, but to the women in the homes it felt like hours. He'd blown through and filled them up with ease. His conquest continued.
He made his way to the outside of LexCorp. He'd gotten strange stares from the people walking down the street. Some of the men crossed the street to avoid him, but the women dropped their things, yelled for his attention and began to strip.
"Ladies please." Superman threw his hands up. "I'm flattered, but I'm a bit busy."
"Please Superman!" A shorter, curvy black woman with curly hair tossed her bra at his face. A tall, brunette white woman with more of a lanky yoga type build ran up to Superman and jumped into his arms. He smiled to himself once again.
The receptionist sitting outside watched as Superman would turn himself and the women who threw themselves at him into a red, blue and skin colored blur for a few seconds until they sat naked on the concrete. All of these girls were a sweaty mess and their legs were spread with thick loads of seed falling from their pussies. Superman let out a low moan as he finished in the final woman, before casually walking into LexCorp with his cock swinging in between his legs.
"Hello ma'am. May I speak to Lana Lang?" Superman smiled at the receptionist, but she just stared at his cock. She licked her lips, smearing her carefully applied black lipstick. You only live once, she thought to herself.
*
"This is fucking insane." Lana Lang said to herself while watching the news broadcast on her computer for the millionth time today. She couldn't lie to herself. It was exhilarating to see a very attractive man fuck a very attractive woman live on television. What made it even better was that it was her first time seeing Clark since childhood. His naked, manly body and his ridiculously huge cock.
She'd been secretly running her hands down her jeans and touching herself to the videos of the heroes going at it on Twitter. Quietly masturbating in Lex Luthor's former office could've gotten her in serious trouble, the windows were huge so anyone who could see would see. Lana had gotten no work done since Superman and Supergirl crashed into that patch of dirt in Smallville.
Before she could finish her fifth masturbation session of the day, her intercom buzzed. She reluctantly answered, pressing the button with her sticky hands.
"Hello?"
"Ms. Lang... Su-Superman is here to see you..." The receptionist groaned. Lana jumped out of her chair in a mix of excitement and fear.
"Yes! Um- I mean alright. Send him up." Lana said.
Her heart pounded through her chest. She felt as though she didn't look sexy enough to see him in person. She was wearing a simple black blouse under a brown cardigan sweater. Black jeans and black dress shoes completed the outfit. Her deep red lipstick matched her flowing red hair which brought more attention to her green eyes.
Lana quickly removed her cardigan and unbuttoned three buttons to reveal her deep cleavage. She leaned forward at her desk so that the moment Superman entered the room the first thing he'd see was her full and firm breasts almost spilling from her top. After a few more seconds she heard a knock at the door. Lana smirked, he was still polite as ever.
"Come in!"
Superman opened the door with an awkward smile on his face.
"Hi Lana."
"Hey Clark."
"I'm sure you've seen the news." Superman said while making his way to her desk.
"I have. Who hasn't at this point?" Lana joked. She decided to keep this reunion easygoing. While she did want a hot fuck, it was nice to see her friend after so long.
"So..." Lana cleared her throat. "I'm assuming you and Lois aren't a thing anymore?"
"We're taking a break. Don't worry I'll get to her later." Superman's voice dropped.
"What does that mean?" Lana asked. Superman brushed his hand over hers.
"Don't worry about it. You look really nice." Superman stood up and walked around her desk. He towered over her slim body, sliding a hand around her back.
"Oh... Thanks. Do you... mmmhh..." Superman leaned in to kiss her. Damn, he was good. His presence alone made her feel safe, secure and wanted. It'd been too long since she'd been intimate with anyone. Lana wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her crotch in between his thighs. Superman finally broke the kiss and grabbed the collar of her blouse.
"Isn't this exciting, Lana?" Superman said before gently kissing her collarbone.
"Oh goodness yes!" Lana's hands shook. She could hardly believe that Clark Kent was making out with her. Kissing lower and lower until he reached the top of her heavy breasts. Superman ripped Lana's blouse right down the middle, popping off every button.
"I'm going to have sex with Superman." Lana whispered to herself while unclasping her bra.
"You wouldn't mind if I fucked your brains out on this desk would you?" Superman's voice was commanding. Of course, Lana didn't mind. She quickly removed her shoes, jeans, and panties. Superman grazed his index and middle finger over her drenched pussy causing her to squeal in excitement.
"I've seen your cock online all day. I want it in my hands. I want it in my mouth. Now." Lana rubbed Superman's body, licking her lips like a ravenous dog.
Superman kissed her nose and slowly removed his suit.
"Fuck yeah..." Lana grabbed his cock and smacked it around. She dropped to her knees and sucked the foreskin into her mouth. She stuck her tongue out, slowly licking and kissing the swollen head.
