Superfutas And The Age Of Lust Ch 02

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2 - Nova

I felt like I was living in dream. As I walked the street I couldn't stop smiling. Not only was my body practically glowing with pleasure from being thoroughly and brutally hammered by big fat super goddess cock, but my career was on the rise as well. In an uncertain world of new and amazing experiences I felt charmed and chosen. Everything seemed to be going my way.

My name is Veronica Martinez. I'm nobody special. A sexy half Latina blonde in a world of magic, monsters and super beings. I'm a reporter, journalist, and entertainer but if there is one thing that defined me more than any other it would have to be, her.

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It had been several weeks since I met the superheroine Typhoon. She saved my life, took me into her big strong arms, and proceeded to fuck the living shit out of me as an encore. The things that goddess did to me with her huge black cock were beyond obscene. She used and abused me and I worshiped her for it. She utterly ruined me and I loved every second.

As I tried to resume my life in the aftermath of being fucked stupid by my gorgeous savior, I felt sure what we had shared had been a one time thing. I'd never been with a superhero before, so I wasn't sure what rules there were to follow. It wasn't long before I got a second lesson in the way things were going to be.

I woke the next night with a strong hand at the back of my neck, my covers torn away and the heat of a wet mouth on my shoulder. She didn't even speak as she slid her massive dick between my cheeks and tore her way right through my little cotton panties, impaling my asshole on the length of her goddess shaft. All I could do was grab hold of the covers in my fists and grit my teeth as she used me, throwing her full length into my opening over and over as she grunted and groaned her pleasure. When at last she finished with me, I felt my gaping asshole drooling as her dick slid out from inside me. A kiss on my ear and soft words spoken followed by a gust of wind as she left me behind to return to purpose.

"I must go." She purred. "I will return."

It was an hour or so before I could even stand. I felt utterly destroyed, and I was grinning from ear to ear as I reached back to slide my fingers through the juices she had left inside me, bringing them to my lips to slake my thirst on her gooey treasures. You may expect I felt slighted, being used as I was. On the contrary. Bliss is the only word I can use to describe every moment I shared with her, even as fleeting as it was.

Two days later I was curled up on my couch watching the evening news. For once I was being interviewed myself. Someone had seen me rescued by Typhoon on the first day we met and singled me out to ask me about my experience. Obviously I made something up. Being raped by a sugar-cocked titan would have been a more delicious story, and the truth. The public didn't need to know all that.

As I watched the television and rolled my eyes at my choice of attire and that aweful turquoise necklace I had worn, soft and incredibly powerful hands found my shoulders from behind. I hadn't heard the latch on my balcony doors, nor felt the gentle breeze of the night as she entered. I turned to her with a smile, opening my mouth as she slid her cock between my lips. This time she wasn't as rushed with me. I must have sucked her for an hour before she finally brought me to my bed and punished my pussy and ass well into the night.

She came for me again and again, covering my hot mouth with her own and defiling my body in new and wonderful ways each time. It was so random and surreal what we shared, but I wanted every moment of it. I knew I would never deny her, not that she would have cared. She fucking owned me now.

When I dropped a taped interview on my managers desk one morning he was beside himself with shock. It was only audio of course, since I had recorded it in the aftermath of my most recent violation, naked and curled up in her powerful arms as she soothed my body. I tried to be as professional as I could despite my gaping holes and slippery cum-slathered skin.

In the interview I told what I could of Typhoon's tale. She'd come to our world along with many others like herself through a kind of rift between realities. There had been some massive battle of heros and villains where she was from, and a clash of good verses evil had fractured the walls between our worlds. In the aftermath she had chosen to stay behind in our world rather than return to her own. The evil that had come through with her required a hero to keep it in check. She would likely never see her world again, but had given herself to ours in an ultimate sacrifice. If I hadn't already been enamoured with her, that fact would have broken me. For a solid five hours after i turned the recorded off I worshiped at her thick ebony shaft with my mouth and ass. She deserved nothing less.

As I said, my career began to sky rocket after the tape was made known. I went from street reporter specializing in puff pieces to world class investigative journalist reading my headlines from behind a desk alongside a silver haired icon of the daily news. Jeff is great by the way, a real sweetheart, even if he does spend a lot of his time checking out my legs. Who can blame him?

People began to see me in the streets and rush me with questions about Typhoon and other heros like her. I was happy to share what I knew, within reason of course. My sex life wasn't on the table, but what I had learned of Typhoon and her world I was happy to share.

One of my favorite pass times is jogging at a beachside park near where I live. It's secluded enough to give me some reprise from my throngs of fans and allow me to keep in shape. Not that wrestling with a black powerhouse that can lift fire engines with her pinky isn't workout enough, but I do like the warmth of the sun on my face and the sound of the ocean as I run.

It had been almost two days since I had last felt the sweetness of my lover throbbing inside me, and so I decided to steal some time for myself. I tied my platinum mane back in a bouncy pony tail and slipped on my faded POWERHOUSE GYM tank top that hung so high on my beautiful tits that the bottoms of my sexy melons peaked. hot pink boy-cut shorts hugged my thick bottom as though I had painted them on, and I wore leg warmers and my favorite bright white cross trainers as I hit the beach for a long run. I like to show skin. I love being watched. As I set out on my journey I had no doubt I would get some looks.

The day was sweltering. It had to be over 90 degrees in the shade but I was loving it. Thanks to my fathers hispanic heritage, I don't sweat so much as glisten. I like the way the heat feels on my body. I don't mind men and women alike watching me either.

I could feel eyes on me as I rounded a rocky cove near my favorite beach. For a moment there was a shadow of something passing between me and the sun overhead. I bit my lip as I imagined her following me. The ocean was calm, but ace reporter that I was I was predicting a sudden typhoon. God! My hot little asshole was already twitching in my shorts.

A wave of heat hit me out of nowhere. There was a blinding light as though I had looked into the sun, and I felt a moment of light headedness overwhelm me as I stopped mid jog to try and right myself. I felt someone standing behind me, but as I turned I felt the world spinning around me. Bright light faded to absolute black as I fell. I never hit the ground.

I woke some time later laying in a bed of white satin surrounded by a sea of pillows. The bed was an antique with gossamer white silk hanging all around me and the scent of jasmine on the air. My shoes were gone, but the rest of my outfit had been left in place, my skin still warm and shimmering from my run. I knew I couldn't have been out for very long.

"Typhoon?" I called out softly as I saw movement from beyond the veil of my bed. A figure was circling me, as if watching me sleep. She was tall, with pretty curves and a sculpted body. I could only see her silhouette at first, but she was strong and the way she carried herself spoke to a woman with incredible power.

As the veil parted and my captur revealed herself she was smiling. It wasn't my Typhoon, but I had no doubt it was one of her kind. Bright, almost glowing green eyes were intoxicating to look upon and her skin was a deep bronze with hair as bright red as fire in the night.

I thought when i first met my beloved Typhoon that her chosen costume was revealing, but my hostess was obscene on a level I had never before encountered. Goddess! Did they all have such massive fucking dicks?

"No. Not her." She spoke, striking a pose in all her near naked glory before me. With hands on her hips, the metallic angel wore a pair of black boots that came to mid thigh, wicked high heels adding several inches to her already towering frame. She wore a criss cross of black material that covered and lifted her massive tits while letting the flesh of them spill free from the top and bottom. She wore nothing on her lower half, her naked dick and colossal cum-filled balls on full display. I couldn't help but stare. My mouth was watering.

"Nova." She spoke again, climbing onto the bed and kneeling before me. She actually had to reach dowen and coddle her heavy dick for a moment as she situated herself, letting go of it and allowing it to fall with a heavy thud on the mattress between her perfect thighs. I groaned, involuntary but audible all the same. She smiled as I did. "if you need a name to call me by, use that. I was known in my world by it. No reason to rebrand in yours."

"You... You're like them?" I asked. Reporter or not, I was having a hard time finding my words. It wasn't just the beauty of that gorgeous dick or those mammoth tits. There was a kind of heat coming off her body, and the scent of something that spoke to my core. Childhood, innocence, wicked secrets kept. If those things had a scent, it's what she smelled like.

"It's no surprise she chose you." Nova spoke as she moved closer to me. I felt my body respond to her. Reaching back to support myself I rose up and she crawled right up over me, straddling my thighs, her hot mouth just inches from my own as she reached out to cup my cheek in her hand. Her dick fell across my bare tummy and I felt it twitch and move against me as she grew. As the swollen crown brushed over my rib cage it left behind a juicy little trail of her sweetness. "So pretty. I bet I can taste her thick chocolate on your lips. Mmmmmm. how long since you last sucked her?"

I didn't get a chance to answer. She kissed me and I lost myself to in our union. Her tongue worked its way past my defense and I closed my eyes as I pushed back against her, delving into her moth as well. Wherever they come from, it's a world of wet kisses. I fucking love that. As she tilted back my head she flooded my tongue with her sugary spit and I worked my jaw to collect and accept it, rivers of her flowing freely down my throat. I knew it wasn't, but I swear her saliva tasted like cum. I mewled like a thirsty kitten as she fed me all I could take.

"You... I'm with Ty... This is..." I tried to reason as she broke our kiss. I placed my hand on her arm to hold her back, as if that were even possible. She smiled, and her eyes flashed brightly for a moment. I had meant to push her away. Thoughts of my black titan made me feel guilty about what was happening. At once that thought was pushed aside in my mind and I knew how nice it was going to feel to have Nova's heavy dick buried in my hungry ass.

"Just us. Our time." She winked, those eyes flashing brightly again. "She can have what's left when I finish."

I felt drunk on her. As she urged me to lay back I let her guide me, her soft hands sliding down my belly and sides to the top of my shorts. She took them in hand as I lifted my hips and peeled them down to expose my pussy. My hot mound was seeping and on fire for her. Only one other woman had ever made me so sopping wet.

Nova left my pretty leg warmers on as she dove chin first into my gooey pocket. Her long fingers searched my legs as she ate me, covering my swollen mons with her mouth entirely before scrubbing her tongue up and down the center of my split-peach. She closed her eyes, taking in my scent as I watched her nostrils flare and felt her tongue laving against my creamy folds. For a moment there was a flash of Typhoon between my thighs, my naked foot stroking down over muscled black shoulders as she licked me. I fell back into the pillows in surrender.

Nova's mouth was like liquid heat. Each time she would pull back from my glistening box she would hover over it, letting rivers of her hot spit fall from pretty lips onto my sopping bulge. She smiled at me as she poured her spit over my pussy like she was coating pancakes in syrup, then when I felt her drool flowing around my honey and into the crevice between my cheeks she would drop her mouth on me once more and devour me all over again.

She turned me over and went right back to eating me from behind. I couldn't help but arch my hips, pushing back as I rose up and groaning as her tiny little nose bumped my asshole and her tongue slowly slid up from my creamy quim to my twitching pucker. With her hands molding my cheeks she began to eat my ass like I was made of sugar. She stuffed her tongue inside, licking my walls and groaning as she ate me. I felt my body shaking as my first orgasm rolled over me. I began to weep with pleasure, gripping the satin sheets as she made love to my butt with her mouth.

As she came up from her meal I moved on instinct. My thighs slid apart for her, my belly pushed down into the bed sheets and my ass arched up to accept her. As if we were lifelong lovers, she read my body perfectly as she pressed her swollen glans against my pucker and pushed inside. I yelped, eyes closed and mewling like a whore as she sheathed her full length up my tight little asshole.

My bottom rose up to meet her, hungry to devour her fat bronze cudgel as she began to ease in and out of me with slow forceful strokes. Ass up and my breasts pancaked against the mattress below me I reached under us to find her swinging balls with my hands. Slow strokes allowed me to caress those dangling orbs as she hilted her length in my butt. So smooth, like my beloved Typhoon. So heavy, loaded with so much sugary-sweet cum. All for me.

Just because her motion was slow and tempered, do not think for a second it was less than brutal. Just as with my Typhoon, Nova's cock filled my body to bursting and I struggled to hold the full mass of her beautiful flesh inside. When she went deep, I shuddered, nearly passing out more than once as she made my tummy bulge and chuckled sweetly in my ear from behind.

"You like my big cock." She said. It wasn't a question. It was a fucking fact. "You love how I fuck you."

"Yes." I groaned. "Fu... Fuck yes! Fuck my ass!"

She bit my shoulder gently, pulling me up against her and sliding her hands around my body to grope my heavy tits beneath my little top. With us both on our knees together my body molded against her own as she began to stir her hips and fuck me faster. The sweet smack of her flesh against my own added even more fuel to the fire raging inside me and I lost control entirely of my bodily functions as my pussy shuddered and spilled it's sticky milk over her pretty balls, a waterfall of silvery sweetness cascading over bronze perfection.

I could feel her body growing hotter as she fucked me. She was burning me, but the sensation was not at all unpleasant. Both of us glowed now, soaked in sweat as she continued to gut me with her full length and lavish her wicked affections on me. I knew in my core she had some hold on me; some power over me that was not entirely natural. I didn't care. So long as she kept on assfucking me, she could do no wrong.

I cried out as she pushed me down and yanked me back onto my back. She was panting now as she slid between my thighs and speared my untouched pussy with her cock, skewering me with every throbbing inch of it. The blast of her hot cum that followed flooded my womb to it's limit and made my tummy fat. As it spilled out of me around her I lay whimpering beneath her. Another gusher followed, and I gasped out loud as she filled me anew.

I lost count of how many torrents of hot milk she laid into my opening before finally pulling free of my sopping cunt and covering me with the last few ropes of her thick sap. It fell across my heaving tits, my extended tongue, and spattered off my neck and chin as she coated me with it like some deranged baker glazing a warm doughnut.

I never wanted her to stop fucking me. I felt in my core that I belonged to her and that gorgeous dick. Had she commanded me, I would have walked off a cliff just to see her smile as I fell to my death. Her power was overwhelming. Nothing felt more important to me than her satisfaction.

Once more her hot mouth fell over my own. I devoured her lips and tongue, reaching around her to grope her perfect ass and tease the lines of her back as we made love. Even as her perfect dick grew fat inside me for a second fucking I continued to convulse and cum on her shaft. I prayed for it to never end.

The wall nearby erupted with an explosion of sheer force, catching us both off guard as Nova pulled away from me. The silvery line of her spit connecting our lips broke and with it I felt her power over me wane for a moment. The pleasure was still intense and overwhelming, but my mind felt clearer. As I shook my head I looked up as the flowing gauze of the bed around us fluttered aside and a dark skinned goddess stood before us. So beautiful. So fucking perfect. I knew her. Oh Goddess. MMmmmm. My Typhoon.

I was nearly toppled over as Typhoon tackled Nova away from me. The force of her bull rush and the sound of their bodies slamming together was inhuman. Had I been hit by such force it would have ended me without question.

They flew across the room together, crashing through the opposite wall, smashing through roughly hewn stone as dust rose up in their wake. For the first time I could see my surroundings for what they were. It was a cave of some kind, the walls roughly hewn stone and black glass. Nova's hideaway was in fact deep in the heart of an active volcano.

I heard them fighting and rose to my feet on wobbly knees. After so many brutal and wonderful couplings with my Typhoon and now Nova as well, I was learning to take a beating and recover. I still felt about as sturdy as a wet noodle mind you. I had just been fucked by a goddess.

Soaked with sweat, I stepped to the gaping hole in Nova's secret lair and looked out into the cavern beyond, a river of lava flowing through it's center as my ebony lover faced off with a bronze skinned beauty before my eyes.

A wrecking ball punch to the face knocked Nova back, but had little effect on her otherwise. She smiled, licking her lip as she came at Typhoon with a flurry of punches in return. The glowing green of her eyes caught my ebony titan off guard for a moment, and I watched as Typhoon brought her hand to her head to try and fend off the mental assault. Nova laughed, lunging at her and tackling her to the ground.

Never had I seen anything as horrible or beautiful as the two of them together. For a moment, Nova gained the upper hand, pinning my Typhoon down on her back and grabbing her neck to choke her out. Typhoon's legs were tangled with Nova's as they fought, and from my angle I could see where her costume had been torn aside and her heavy black dick had fallen free. While the pair struggled for dominance, I saw their beautiful cocks smashing together between them, the wet length of Nova's meaty weapon still soaked with my sex and slathering Typhoon's beautiful prick in our juices. I swear time slowed as I watched those cocks bump and roll together, the seeping knobs smashed flat and bubbling with a combination of their effort.