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Birth of the Undead – Staying Alive 4 (NSFW)

Written by kshoo :: [Saturday, 14 May 2022 04:26] Last updated by :: [Saturday, 14 May 2022 08:35]

<Nighttime, Eastern seaboard>

A lone, small figure flew across the night sky, coming in from the south. Dressed in a casual dark-coloured blouse and a pair of jeans, the remarkable woman called Supergirl is flying home after the past two tumultuous weeks. Kara Zor El had timed her approach back to more familiar surroundings so that she would be able to fly pretty much under the black cloak of the night. She is feeling a bit conscious of herself given that she is wearing civvies rather than her usual invulnerable costume, she had taken a long, scenic route from Australia back to the United States, dropping by multiple countries for some ‘sightseeing’ while continuing to be under the radar for any superfeats that she did. Coming in from Latin America, she had been flying significantly slower than what she is normally used to, as well as higher than the the past as well, so as to minimise getting picked-up by the normal radio towers peppering the country.

Despite the rain clouds covering the better part of the eastern seaboard, they were no hindrance to her supervision, her eyes could see clearly the yellow dots on the ground, indicating the well-lit cities along the entire coast, seemingly guiding her on her way back home. When she saw the familiar WTC Memorial Tower and The Statue of Liberty standing at the mouth of the harbour of one of the largest cities in the world, she dipped beneath the clouds and flew lower. Turning sharply left to take a pass over the brightly-lit city, Kara took a few quick turns playfully over and past some of the tallest office towers in as fast as she dare to push while still keeping her normal clothes on, before continue heading west, finally arriving back in Midvale-Leesburg fifteen minutes later.

Floating down cautiously, she honed in on the orphanage that has been her home ever since her pod crash-landed on Earth nearly two years ago. A quick check on the large house two-storey house, her senses confirming that everyone else is already in deep sleep did she approach her window on the north-east side of the second floor. Deftly feeling around the window frame, she found the familiar latch and pushed it to the side, before lifting the half-pane window upwards, creating a large enough space for her to squeeze through.

The place looked just as it had been when she last left it two weeks ago, the small desk still covered with various books and notes that were strewn all over, her bed semi-made, and newspaper clippings of her and Kal’s exploits pinned on the softboard on the wall. Kara never really liked living here, for it continuously reminded her how alone she is. While she understood that it would be extremely inconvenient to be brought back to Kal and Lois’ place (hard to explain someone popping into his life at such short notice), it definitely made things even harder given that Kal made that decision unilaterally. Nevertheless it is still a place of shelter, a place where at least she could learn about the local culture in relative safety and security while trying to adapt to the habits and cultures of this strange new world which is so rather different, compared to the much more advanced, technology-driven Krypton.

A place where she can be low-key and hidden, until she is ready to appear in her own way, to be introduced to the world

Much good that did her.

It was a risk though for Kara to turn up unannounced after disappearing for two weeks though. She knew that she would need Lois and Kal’s help to do the clean-up and to prepare a story (given their journalistic experience, shouldn’t be too hard). More importantly however, Kara needed a change of clothes. One which won’t be destroyed that easily when she used her abilities to the full.

Dropping her backpack on the bed, Kara went over to her cupboard, knelt down and digged around under her other hand-me-down clothes until she felt the familar catch beneath. A slight push forward revealed a small compartment, and in moments Kara extracted out her backup costume.

Unlike her usual, she normally donned this whenever she had to go for some “personal training” up in the Arctic Circle.  Consisting of a two-piece, the long-sleeve blue top with yellow trimmings on the edges that came down to cover the better part of her chest while leaving the midriff bare. The skirt is a matching blue as well, though there were instances where Kara have matched it with her usual red. A yellow belt went across the waist-level, and a similar yellow lining the edge of both her long blue sleeves.

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Quickly replacing her damp clothes, she was in the process of putting on her top when her superhearing detected movements outside her door. Within moments, a twist of the door handle and in walked a portly elderly lady.

“That’s funny. I swore I heard something in here just now...” Walking in and making a cursory look around in the dark room, Mrs Potts noticed the curtains gently lifting up and down due to the nightbreeze. The caretaker went across to pull the half-window down before retreating back into the hallway, closing the door behind her. Given the slightly cluttered nature of the room, the caretake didn’t even noticed the backpack nor the extra pair of boots next to the bed.

As the footsteps went away, Kara floated down from the ceiling and proceeded to arrange her top to cover her budding mounds. While the Kryptonian suits have always been stretchy, Kara did notice that both her top and bottom skirt and pants now feels even tighter than usual, though the fabric had no problem stretching further. As she pulled the edge of her crop top over her chest, she gently cupped her right breast, feeling their heaviness and sighing contentedly as she rolled the soft-flesh within her hands.

“At least my body is still growing, as it should.” That thought came out of nowhere, and her meet up with Rita Campbell was too short for her to even ask about a vampire’s biology, whether they even age at all.

She quickly replaced her hands and patted her skirt down before she got carried away. Once done, Kara did another once over with the full-length mirror behind one of the closet doors, and happy with how she looked she picked up the backpack and slipped once more out the room towards her next destination, this time in a more leisurely sub-sonic speed northwards.

Dawn broke along the way, and Kara was about a hundred miles from her destination when she started sensing vibrations, and hearing weird noises. Looking about, she could see the ground shuddering and vibrating, and they became more obvious the further North she flew. The noises too got louder and stronger as she approached closer to the Arctic Circle. The more she thought about it, the more it sounded like...

Breaking suddenly to cause a sonic boom in the air, Kara hovered midair under her own flight powers as she suddenly remembered something. Training her eyes and ears to trace the source of the noise, it confirmed her suspicions that they originated within the fortress. Squinting her baby blues to further shift the frequency of her remarkable supervision, soon Kara was looking through the ice and crystal walls into the depths of the fortress.

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She blushedwhen she saw the outlines of two figures, a man and a woman on the half-collapsed bed getting it on. REALLY getting it on, as the couple was having such powerful sex that it caused the siesmic vibration all about the place.  Kal still wore his top while the woman still wore her skirt, the length barely extending long enough to cover her mid-thighs. Though in this case it is not really a hindrance to her current activity, as the thin cloth has been tossed upwards while she lay on his bed as Kal continue plunging into her; their sighs, moans and pleasurable cries reverberated all around the fortress and beyond. Given the generic chaotic scene all about that room, it was obvious the couple had done their job in trashing up the place while trying to maximise their sexual pleausures together.

Despite only having a side profile view of the entire place with her xray vision, the woman’s athletic figure didn’t look like Lois’, though also not as powerfully-built as some of the other heroines or villainesses whose amazonian-physique she knew about. Given that she didn’t notice or heard any other thing beyond the couple’s noises, that means the woman must be super-powered too. Then she saw the familiar red and blue top with the <S> insignia lying partially crumpled on the floor. HER costume, lying there on the floor.

Kara was stunned when she realised who her cousin was boning currently.

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“Ngg...uggh..AAAAhhhHh...Fuck YES..FUCK YESSS...faster...HARDER....” Vampirella was really feeling it. Feeling the force and power that came with her super lover’s powerful pounding deep within her. Throughout her long life she had had many wonderful lovers, but no one could match Kal-el’s 16 inch Kryptonian cock in sheer size, hardness and power, truly living up to his moniker the Man of Steel. Her moans and cries became louder and more vulgar as she felt her own incredible body fulfilling its full potential, being rocked to her core as Superman continue to give her the superfucking of her life. While they haven’t really been going on for longer than a few hours, the speed and power that they were doing each other however would have exhausted many others who do not have the same stamina as they possess under the invigorating yellow sun.

When both of them first arrived at the Fortress, the vampire had marveled at the huge structure that had stayed hidden beneath all that snow and ice. Unless one had either Kryptonian genetics, or is in company of one who does, the AI of the fortress would automatically lockdown and deny access to supposed intruders while turning on the blasters that could easily destroy the most powerful of man-made weapons. Kal had dared her to open the entrance doors, which she gleefully did using only her bare hands. Grasping the two depressed handles that were built into the huge towering blast doors, she found herself flexing her superstrength to the max, her powerful muscles bursting to the fore again stretching her sleeves and her blue top prominently as she pulled the doors apart, sliding them to both sides. She could tell from her superhearing, Kal’s slightly faster breathing that he was again turned on with her simple show of strength as he looked on, seeing all the bulges on her back as she exerted them naturally. Exerting the strength of a Kryptonian that is now contained within her more matured, athletic warrior-like female body.

While Kal seemed to be reluctant and tried to delay the inevitable by attempting to give her the grand tour of the inner sanctum, by the time they got to the exercise area he was quickly jumped from behind by Vampirella who had been holding back her own sexual frustration, causing both of them to tumble to the ground in a heap.

Turning Kal over so that he lay on the ground and with Vampirella on top, they eyed each other before Vampirella kissed the Man of Steel wantonly. While Kal struggled slightly initially, the air suddenly wafted of wildflowers and honey as Vampirella became hornier, and very soon he also finally gave into his own urges as well as his arms reached behind her to pull her even tighter, feeling up her ridged back as she ground her large firm mounds against his own powerful chest. Previously she had seduced people to her bed in order to have a snack for her personal dietary requirements, with the sex being the side dish. Now however with all her senses seemingly dialled up to eleven, her sexual urges seemed to threaten to rage out of control and all she could think about now is to fuck and be fucked by this man called Superman.

Another sign that she still have aways to learn and understand about her new self.  

As both the superman and superwoman seemingly insatiably kissing each other for several minutes, Vampirella felt the undeniable bulge contained by the costume under her body growing and rubbing so insistently against her lower parts. She broke away, smiled mischeviously again move downwards until she was looking at his protruding member, almost fully awaken already to its full size beneath the tight blue pants.

“Let’s see how...tasty your Kryptonian cum can be.” Without waiting for a reply, the vampire released the monster into the cool arctic air, allowing it to rise majestically in front of her. Opening her mouth wide, she proceeded to give Kal a blowjob, eliciting a hungry groan from the Man of Steel. He was shocked at the skill of the vampire, as his lover seemingly used her tongue and mouth to repeatedly lick, caress, suck and bite hard enough to give him the kind of pleasure that you only see in the most extreme hardcore midnight movies. That she was doing this all the while still fully dressed in her full Kryptonian costume made his mind go wild as if he were living one of his most powerful sexual fantasies, the Last Son of Krypton responding as if he was being handled and taken to heaven by another female survivor of his own race.

Despite himself, he felt his tool growing even larger and firmer if that were even possible, given the power and strength of Vampirella’s suction. Groaning and writhing in pleasure, he was taken right to the edge before suddenly feeling his pending explosion forcibly smothered by a combination of a clampdown of Vampi’s mouth, coupled with her tongue pressing HARD onto his opening to push down his enthusiasm. It would be a deadly combination that she used for the next hour alternating between milking and then forcibly stopping him. When she finally allowed him to cum, Kal just blasted his pent-up supersperm powerfully into her mouth, her mouth and lungs now provided enough sucking power and speed to swallow up almost everything that he could give despite its explosive power. Even with her best efforts though, some of his manmilk still dribbled down from the side of her mouth onto the floor, casting a gooey sheen over the crystal-like ice structure.

Once he came down from his initial high however, he knows that this is merely a long prelude of what they will embark on for the rest of the day. Even though the previous was one of his most powerful orgasm yet, he knows Vampirella would want her turn very soon as well. Before he could really figure out what the raven-haired superwoman was contemplating he felt the familar tightness and sucking again on his semi-erect member as it was engulfed by Vampirella’s mouth yet again. This time however as she brought Kal-el back to full-mast, she started floating slightly over the floor and did a 180 turn so that her own body is now floating on top of Kal’s in parallel to his, her powerful legs hovering just over his head. Looking up he saw one of the sexiest and most powerful pair of legs on Earth slowly opening up, offering him a full-on view of her exposed pink pussy under that red skirt, its lips engorged and glistening slightly from the wetness beyond. A few droplets of her own cum even started to drip onto Kal’s own face from her opening, it was obvious she wore no underwear whatsoever, be it top or bottom.   

“Like what you see?” Superman was brought out of his reverie with Vampirella’s question, seeing her half-turned head smirking at him. “Why don’t you make yourself usefuooOOOOHHHH.....”Before she could even finish that thought Kal had quickly reached up and pulled her downwards onto his face, and proceeded to lick and taste her sweet juices around her nether lips. This time it was Superman’s time to tease the vampire superwoman, who despite trying her best effort was unable to resist moaning and writhing floating a mere inch on top of the Last Son of Krypton, her turn to be surprised by Kal’s expertise with his tongue-work as he alternated between licking the side of her engorged pussy lips, with the sucking and biting of her protroding bullet-hard clit in a rhythmic fashion, all the while holding and kneading her tight, heart-shaped ass with a strength befitting his name. It was an experience borne out of years of practice, gained from multiple sessions of pleasuring Lois in bed as one of the ways that he could take his wife to her own powerful climax.

This time it is Kal’s turn to play Vampirella like a musical instrument, as he was able to slowly but surely take her higher and higher up while still gently avoiding the obvious. Flexing his larger than life muscles, he used a significant portion of his sweet Kryptonian strength to slowly but insistently open up his superlover’s legs even wider to give his face and tongue better access, and this time he was successful despite Vampirella’s involuntary action of initially trying to counteract his actions, her own large thighs and calves straining though eventually giving in to his own strength.

That little action of his, that small contest of strength caused vampirella to feel increase in burning need, so much so that she was moaning and crying out in gentle pleasures that she was unable to give him proper head. Instead resorted to just grabbing him with her both her fists, jerking his now painfully erect cock to try and coax another round out from him. She tried to time her jerking motion in line with Kal’s own increasingly faster ministrations around her nether regions, trying to match his pace, but having not cummed yet in a long while made her sensitive body much more receptive to the Superman’s attention with his wonderfully pliable and flexible tongue.

“Uhh..uhh...yes....no don’t not yet....please Kal...YES!!...THERE...ooooohhh...” Vampirella cried out in pleasure when she finally felt Superman’s invulnerable tongue parting her labia lips with more force than she thought possible before plunging into her core, the flexible muscle of his exploring deep within her as he savoured the delicious nectar that flowed in glee. That caused an involuntary reaction to Vampirella as her body seized for those few moments,  her body seemed to try and savour the delicious penetration, her Kryptonian-muscles flaring and bulging to their full-size. Kal’s hands felt her calves tensing, bunching up and out to suddenly overpower even his own large hands, while he suddenly felt fearful when Vampirella’s fists held his own cock with such a powerful grip that it slightly hurt his supposedly invulnerable member, her arm muscles stretching the blue top even more prominently before relaxing again, the ridges and bulges subsiding back to their more natural, athletic figure.

Even though her nether lips had involuntarily tried to clamp down on the intruding muscle, the fact that his tongue was able to succesfully push through her engorged and indestructible barrier gates just made her even more blissful. As Kal explored deeply within her, she could feel the wonderful touches and licks on the various parts of her vagina, making her even more aroused and excited. Both of them were blissfully unaware of the aroma of the wildflower and honey that continued to permeate throughout the Fortress as their arousal increased, both of them too engaged on competing intensely with each other, trying to be the first to bring their lover to climax.

Having been denied a proper release for so long, it would be Vampirella’s turn this time as she finally succumbed to Kal’s wonderful ministrations deep within her cunt. She finally came with a powerful shriek, the strength of that pleasurable cry vibrating across the entire space, shaking the entire fortress and beyond for long minutes when she felt the undeniable powerful strokes on her g-spot, her body convulsing and shuddering from her intense orgasm while gripping Kal’s cock of steel with her right fist with enough strength to crush coal into diamonds. Unable to control herself, she opened her eyes and released a powerful burst of heat vision, blasting through one the fortress’ ice walls and destroying a small ice mountain twenty miles away. Her legs flexed and crushed inwards trapping Kal’s skull inbetween her powerful thighs as Kal felt the amount of cum coming from Vampirella becoming a flood, his tongue caught within her powerfully contracting and pulsing super vagina. While slightly concerned with the increased tightness on his head and tongue, he figured that it would be wiser to just ride out her own enthusiasm the entire way, quietly proud to have lived up to his namesake Superman for bringing such a powerful orgasm to this now superwoman equivalent. That he just managed to hang on to his senses long enough to not cum together with the convulsing vampire was icing on the cake, though it was really touch-and-go.

It would take close to fifteen minutes before Vampirella finally calmed down enough to plop down onto Superman, and then lazily roll-off him and onto her back on the floor. Sated with her first superorgasm, her left fist still lazily stroked his still erect cock as her half-globes gently lifted and dropped in rhythm with her heavy breathing. Lifting her head slightly she now saw a grin on the Kal’s face, not to mention a hungry look in his eyes. It was obvious he won that round, lasting much longer than her without cumming.

Not that she mind the least. Game on.

“So, Kal. Looks like we are now even...what do you ssaaaeeAAAAGGGHHHHHH...” Again, before she completed her thought Kal had quickly flipped himself up and over, positioning his fully erect sixteen-inch supercock and plunging it first time into the still-wet cunt. His inhuman size and strength immediately took Vampirella to the very edge of her peak again as for the first time she truly felt something as immense, as invulnerable that is a Kryptonian’s cock spearing and splitting her own powerful labia lips open like a hot knife cutting butter. Her physical reaction was to try to take him even deeper within herself unconsciously despite the initial feeling of pain/pleasure . Her cries didn’t even finish when she felt her body rising slowly in tandem as Superman stood up and placed his fists on his hips, his powerful, super-erection that is currently nestled tightly within her core currently suspending the woman in the air. Vampirella could only gasp in arousal with such a powerful act by her superlover, and became even more so when upon looking downwards, she realised that he was only two-thirds inside of her! Feeling even more excited, she tried to adjust and push himself deeper within her as she hooked her powerful legs over and behind Kal’s butt, grunting softly in exertion as she tried to get more leverage.

Before she was through, in a blink of an eye Superman had brought them to his inner sanctum that is his personal bedroom, as he stood just in front of the king-sized bed, with Vampirella just hanging on above it in the initial posture. Again, that grin on his face when she felt herself being lowered slowly downwards as her penis seemed to soften and droop slightly. Vampirella was amazed at Kal’s control on his erectile muscles, even though this was progressing against her wishes. She needed him DEEPER inside her, not the opposite! Biting her lower lip as she finally felt her head, then her back touch the surface of the mattress, she writhed and struggled to try to tighten her vaginal and labia muscles further to stop his withdrawal, though it was something that was still so alien to her given that she had never had such control of such inner powerful muscles to contend with. When she succeeded however, her action extracted a loud, almost passionate cry from both Superman and herself on the back of a soft keening sound due to friction as one steel-hard invulnerable organic tool rubbed against its steel-hard organic sheath, both superpowered beings suddenly flexing their muscles HARD as one tried to withdraw while another is trying to deny it.

“S...Stop...Vampirella, I...just want to take off my pants...” both of them stared at each other before Kal laughed sheepishly. “Oh, you can keep them on if you want, I don’t mind. As long as you keep your BIG little Kal-el within me.” Another powerful muscle contraction, and Kal felt even more pain and pleasure attacking his brain through his thick member.

“Can’t....difficult to...you know, move around and er....pump.” Vampirella considered that before making her mental decision. The tightness on his cock lessen, and Kal was able to pull back until only his large cockhead remained just beyond the pearly gates. As he relieved himself of this tights and boots, floating upwards slightly to let them drop to the floor, he saw that Vampirella had also taken off the red cape to have it laid behind her on the bed. As her hands reached down beneath the waistband of her red skirt, Kal clasped Vampirella’s hands stopping her. Slightly confused, she heard him say “Allow me.”

Kal-el moved his hands daringly over and then under the tight waistband of the red skirt, finding the hem of the blue top. As Vampi laid languidly on the bed, her hands over her head to give him an easier task to take the fabric off her, she saw how respectful Kal was even as he undressed her, rolling the Kryptonian top slowly up her torso and over her washboard abs. As he moved them up the barrier that are her two large mounds, her hearing detected the slight hastening of Superman breathing as he brushed the tips of her protruding areolas and nipples. When her 36Ds rolled free, Vampirella was impressed with how firm her now Kryptonian-DNA infused superboobs are, proudly pointing upwards with little sag as she flexed her chest muscles unconsciouly to keep them in place. Kal continued to roll the tight cloth past her head and mane, but before he took them all off halfway up her arms above her head he stopped. Grabbing and tightening the cloth to trap both her arms, he plunged his hardness back into Vampirella, making her open her mouth wide with the sudden powerful penetration, though she was quickly smothered  when Kal crashed his mouth against hers. Even though the penetration didn’t even reach half of his full length, the movement seemed to fan the fires that are burning within their loins, and it has now spread further across their half-naked bodies.   

Finally coming up for air after ten mintues of intense tonguing, Vampirella remarked between heaves. “huff...huff...So...what are you waiting for?” The subsequent scream of ecstasy seemingly ripped from her mouth as she felt Superman’s powerful thrust as he responded to her taunt, communicating Kal’s immediate intent so intimately, unambiguously. As he tried to fuck, he found himself channeling even more superstrength through his hips, litterally using tens, hundreds, and maybe even thousands tons of force now to push his rigid large member deeper and deeper within the superwoman, overcoming the natural tightness that is Vampirella’s vaginal muscles which tried to form a natural organic barrier against his penetration despite the lubricating moistness coating the walls, a natural action that provoked even more pleasure from their intensifying lovemaking. Vampirella on her part tried to relax and soften herself, but her unfamiliarity with controlling her inner vaginal muscles still meant that she had to resort to using her criss-crossed legs over Kal’s buttocks, trying to channel even more force to aid Superman in his quest to overcome her inner barriers in such an intimate way. After an intense ten minutes, they both moaned in pleasure Vampirella finally felt the not-so-little Kryptonian penis hitting her cervix deep within herself, his large nuts finally slapping against her moist labia. Never had Vampi felt herself being filled with so much of man-meat, the tightness only bringing even more pleasure to the supercouple who finally felt the joy of penetrating and being penetrated at their full strength.

The pause lasted merely seconds before Superman resumed his energetic pumping again, taking the newly-enhanced superwoman towards her peak. Thus on it went for hours, as both superman and superwoman went at it in different postures and positions, their desire seemingly insatiable as they pushed their stamina to the max.

Until a certain Kryptonian blonde turned up unannounced.

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Kara couldn’t take her eyes off of the unfolding scene within the Fortress as she continued to observe her supposedly conservative stud of a superhero cousin doing it so wantonly with that villainess who had supposedly the cause of her own death.

Her Death. Undead. Her Rebirth. Whatever, thought Kara as she mentally shook her head upon reconsidering the overall confusing situation with her own self, though her x-way vision never wavered nor left the couple currently hard at ‘work’ in Kal’s bedroom. While she had harboured thoughts and even wanted to try it out with some of the boys at school, Kal’s warning about how difficult it would be for Kryptonians to maintain control over their body when they hit their orgasms made her hesitate. Unless, of course she considered a super-equivalent to herself to really let loose., and Kal would be one of the best options, though his marriage to Lois and that he can be a prude around her sometimes that it became more of a turn-off, rather than a turn-on. However Lois had indirectly indicated her understanding and willingness to ‘share’, and despite herself still harbouring reluctance, there really is no other Kryptonian man out there now who could really take her up, up and away and beyond.

And now...now she just couldn’t tear her eyes away from the kind of superfucking that her cousin is giving to the raven-haired vampire, her superhearing had no trouble listening to the higher-pitched pleasureable cries of the superwoman together with the deeper grunts from Kal. Their bodies slapping and mashing together in rhythm as Kal pistoned into her so powerfully, their pace only increasing further as they seem climbing closer towards their ultimate finish.

Even as they sped up, even as Vampirella’s cries got even louder, calling out for more from Superman, Kara felt her own heat rising in tune with the superlovers. Moving seemingly on their own accord, both her hands moved downwards along her torso as her left grabbed the hem of her blue crop top, while her right proceeded lower until it went under her skirt. Her left hand slowly pulled her tight <S> top upwards and over her 32Cs, exposing her twin globes into the open Arctic air, even as her right had found and pushed her underwear aside, her long fingers feeling the moist precum that had coated the opening her soft steel folds.

Very soon, the Girl of Steel started her own race in parallel, seemingly in an attempt to join her cousin and his lover in his quest towards climax. Kara bit her lower lip to try and contain her moans, as she pushed one, followed by another, and then the third finger past her labia lips into herself while her thumb rubbed against her engorged clit.  Her left hand alternated between massaging and caressing her budding breasts, and then pinching the rapidly hardening nipples sitting atop her darker-pink areolas.

Despite starting much later, that masturbation only needed herself as a wiling vessel coupled with a sexually imaginative mind meant that it didn’t require much for her to slowly become fully aroused. That she has superspeed and superstrength to complement her sexual task at hand was more than welcomed, which she started to use to the full extent as her fingers and hand started moving and plunging into her cunt faster and faster until they became a blur, the heat from the friction of movement only heightened the entire experience. Her body seemingly primed for a climatic ending, as within minutes she already felt herself climbing ever closer to the apex.

But she can’t climax. Not yet. At least not without Kal and Vampirella down there who have yet to reach theirs too. But she wasn’t sure how long more could she maintain her hold, as her beautiful figure is now writhing and shuddering so much in tune with her fingers’ rapid movement see-sawing into her hotbox, the pleasure such that she was struggling to stay afloat in the air.

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Not a moment too soon when she heard the familiar cries of orgasmic pleasure that is so commonly heard across bedrooms all around the world. Kara braced herself for a similar landing as her fingers moved even faster than ever in and out her cunt, the blur generating a slight wind around her body sending her large cape flapping all around her as her lower regions now displaying a dull red glow from all the heat generated by the friction despite her floating in the cold. Subconsciously her left hand reached over to grasp the edge of one end of her long cape, scrunching it tightly even as she increased the speed of her finger-fucking even more, her legs shifting and twisting in the air, in anticipation of that eagerly awaited final release. “Nggg....Just...a little...more...”. Kara's eyes squeezed closed in rapt anticipation of what was to come...

In the Fortress, their bodies convulsed and shudderd as Kal cried out in orgasmic pleasure, his hips retreating slightly seemingly at slow motion to pull out his immense cock most of the way before slamming it powerfully back into Vampirella’s hotbox in one final push, his supercock growing larger still if it were even possible, and contained like a vice by Vampirella’s powerful vagina. The force generated of that final penetration was so great that she felt the entire reinforced bedframe finally collapsing beneath her, her lower regions glowing red with all the heat generated from the friction of their superspeed fucking. If she were still conscious of her surroudings she would also have noted that the entire icy-cold area had partially melted, but falling onto the increasing puddle of water did nothing to contain their ongoing acitivity. “YESSSS!!!!!! CUMMMINGGGGG......” Vampirella screamed in ecstacy as she felt his Kryptonian superseed blasting multiple times within her invulnerable vagina as he hit one of his rare super climax, unloading repeatedly into the few places on Earth that could contain the cannon-like artillery barrage of his solar-powered supersperm.

Even Vampirella found herself struggling to contain him fully within her, her powerful thighs and calves bulged powerfully at their full size hooked behind his buttocks, while her arms held on to him with dear life as his entire body expanded into his full-powered body-builder-esque frame as he crested his peak. Crushing and rubbing his large chest against herself as she tried to hold onto her lover as he bucked repeatedly, trying to avoid being sent flying yet again from his cock. As she felt her vagina overfilling with Kryptonian cum, the force and heat of the blasts were such that she herself came multiple times in quick succession as she felt the little swimmers hitting within her intimate folds, the force and heat so intense yet so wonderful, as if her body has evolved to fit that one Kryptonian cock like a glove. She felt glad that her body is now more than able to handle and take on the Man of Steel’s enthusiasm in more ways than one.

Neither of them realised her slightly reddening breasts which seemed to glow a dull red on its own accord, as well as the warm golden glow that had pulsed brightest during Kal’s final surge into her for his eruption, before slowly dissipated as both superhumans rode out their climax.

While Kal might always be regarded as a God among mortals, Vampirella discovered that at the end of the day he is still a man, and a full night of powerful, climatic ejaculations had indeed taken its toll on the one they regarded to be Super. Even though Vampirella thought she might be good for another round, but before she could stop Kal she felt him already slowly withdrawing from her, his not-so-little Superman now receding out and back, softening to his starting position as he rolled-off her, before collapsing onto what remained of the bed, fully conked-out. From the looks of it he won’t be coming to for some time.

Picking herself up from the mattress, she superbrain had suddenly recalled hearing a familiar noise throughout her long orgasm. Given that she was in the throes of experiencing one of the most intense of Os, she thought nothing about it until now...Looking around, Vampirella unconsciously used her xray vision and superhearing to look and detect beyond the Fortress’ confines. Straining slightly, there isn’t much to see other than powdery white snow on the ground and on mountains, tinged with some blue from parts of the sea....and then the unmistakable pleasurable cries of a young female who had hit her own orgasms, helping the vampire to pinpoint the location which was no more than five miles away towards the south.

Seeing the blue cloth-covered writhing figure on the powdery white ground, Vampirella had already figured out who it was out there. She didn’t even bother with putting on the Kryptonian blue top, instead she just floated upwards and out into the cold with only her slightly wet red skirt and boots.

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