The Irresistible Goldenboy Ch. 01

[Goldenboy's hips smacked Sue's like a jackhammer, fucking like a machine, his hips almost a blur as he pumped his perfect, powerful pussy-punishing prick, pounding and pummeling her perfectly pink pussy. She couldn't fight him, even if she'd wanted to, and that seemed the farthest thing from her mind as her fingers wove together behind his neck. All she could do was ride out his endless lusts, lay back and hold on as his superhuman stamina drove him forever, screaming and moaning with unending pleasure. He suddenly groaned as his pace quickened, looking down at his blonde lover. "Here it comes..." Was all the warning he offered, half-growing the words through his lust.]

[Sue knew exactly what to do as her voice rose to a throaty moan, her twitching legs rising up to wrap around his waist, her arms tightening around his neck until she lifted herself off the bed, pulling herself against his immovable body. together, they slammed down to the bed, his massive cock throbbing larger inside her as he pushed his fat crown into her womb, golden goose-egg balls pulling tight against the root of his shaft. She arched her back, flattening herself against his unyielding body, squeezing around him as he bottomed out inside her, and screamed out. "Give it to me, stud! Fucking fill me up! Drown my pussy!"]

[The golden idol of lust let loose a deep groan of intense pleasure as his heavy balls clenched, the seed within overflowing, surging up his length. Sue let loose a wordless, high-pitched scream as his shaft pulsed, blasting forth white-hot cream into her womb, liquid heat flooding her depths and triggering another explosive climax. She thrashed and spasmed underneath his iron-hard body, her moans coming in sync with each jet of seed blasted into her depths, each endless rope of cum more than her husband could cum in a week]

As the blonde on screen came with the flood of potent, superhuman seed blasting her womb, Batgirl's need took over. Her hand curled, her long, probing fingers inside grinding at her g-spot while the rough heel of her hand came down on the aching pink pleasure button of her clit, peeking out from it's hood. The sensation was immediate and overwhelming, both pleasure centers exploding in electric shockwaves, distinct flavors of orgasmic pleasure that blended together into one unstoppable sensation. It raced along her nerves like lightning, so strong she thought her nerves would be vaporized by the raw power of it. As the lightning rolled through her, every other sensation was crushed beneath the overwhelming magnitude of the pleasure flooding her body. It ran to her spine and up it, like a backwards lightning rod, arcs propagating out along every nerve in their path until the sensation consumed her. The sensation struck her brain and every thought came to a grinding halt as her mind was suddenly drowned in chemical rewards. There was a moment of perfect mental silence in the grip of overwhelming pleasure, her world an endless expanse of pure pleasure for the briefest of instants. She couldn't hear the deep, exultant scream forcing itself from her lungs, feel her body trembling and wildly spasming in absolute pleasure.

She lost her sense of time to thoughtless pleasure, unable to tell how long she seized and spasmed like she was hooked up to a high voltage cable before she collapsed like the power had been cut, limp and weak as the warm, soothing blanket of afterglow settled over her after the most powerful orgasm of her life. Her thoughts were still hazy with the warmth of afterglow. What was afterglow, anyways? She'd never bothered to look it up before. Was it just a lingering sensation, a left over from the orgasm as the reward chemicals were flushed out of her brain? Did it serve some social bonding purpose? Perhaps it encouraged primitive females to keep screwing after one round? She sighed as the train of thought picked up once again, her blissful mental silence swiftly disappearing. She winced as she pulled her dripping fingers from her freshly-orgasmic slit, glancing to the screen.

[Sue and Goldenboy still clung together, Sue panting and glistening with sweat, goldenboy breathing heavily, but deep and steady. There was a long moment of post-coital recovery before suddenly Goldenboy moved once again, making Sue gasp. He dragged half his shaft out of her once more and slammed it to the root in a single motion, a rivulet of thick white cum dripping out of her abused hole. He grinned wickedly as she gaped in shock at her lover, the sensations too intense to handle. "I seem to remember somebody saying something about 'fuck me until I beg for rest, then keep going'." He commented, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "That's two. I wonder how many it'll take for you to pass out..." He let the comment linger for it's meaning to sink in. Before she could gather herself to ask if he intended to actually go through with it, he thrust again, her words lost to a rough moan.]

Batgirl's eyes widened to match Sue's. Just how long was this tape? She glanced to the text screen and suddenly froze. There were new lines of text on the screen.

[Message]

[Anon: Pretty good, huh?]

Batgirl's mind filled with thousands of possibilities. None of them were good. She'd been discovered on the SHIELD database, to be certain... but by who? And why would they send her a message like that, rather than locking her out, or deploying the murder squads? SHIELD seemed like they'd have murder squads. Batgirl bit her lip, hesitant. If they hadn't reported her already... She paused, wiping off her juicy fingers on her cape before reaching for the holographic keyboard.

-Reply: Who is this?

[Anon: You don't recognize me? Odd, considering how much we have in common.]

[Anon: Black Widow doesn't share the web easily, little bat.]

Batgirl leapt to her feet, scrambling as she groped for her discarded glove, her crotch-plate, and the zipper of her costume all at once. Then she froze when she heard a metallic snap from the door beside her, and the doorknob, locked just a moment ago, began to turn. The video was still playing, filling the room with the sounds of moans and gasps as her heart thundered in her chest. She'd fucked up. Rookie mistake. And now she'd be at the mercy of whatever death squad came through the door.

The door opened, and a familiar figure dominated is, casually leaning against the frame, a teasing grin baring perfect ivory teeth. Goldenboy's presence was only more powerful in person, more impressive, more intimidating, more intoxicating. His sculpted muscles gleamed in the light as his sapphire eyes looked her over with an almost casual hunger, his package bulging out the front of his black shorts like an orange. His eyes flicked over to the screen, the sounds of sex filling the room as his image pounded into Sue Storm's. He gave an understanding nod.

Batgirl couldn't move as the golden figure stepped into the room, pushing the door closed behind him. she watched as he raised a hand to a subtle earpiece, tapping it. "Thanks for the tip, Nat. Swing by sunday and I'll show you my appreciation properly." He commented, then tapped it again, before turning his attention back to her in full, grinning. "I see you're a little curious about me." He said, nodding to the video where Sue was screaming her lungs out. Batgirl shivered slightly. God, his voice was so strong, so powerful. "Maybe I can answer some of your questions. Tell me, what do you want to know?" He added, stepping closer until she was just a few feet from his overwhelming presence. She bit her lip, glancing to the screen for some sort of guidance, only one new line waiting for her gaze.

[Anon: Enjoy. ;)]