Superman spotted her from the sky, the one woman who didn't flinch when he landed hard in the alley behind the Daily Planet. She was Lois's intern, but tonight she was just some hot piece named Jenna who knew exactly who he was. "Take me up there, flyboy," she said, grabbing his cape. He didn't hesitate. He scooped her up, flew straight to his hidden loft above the city, and slammed the door behind them.
The second they hit the floor, he ripped her shirt open. Buttons flew. Her tits spilled out, nipples already hard. "Suck these," she ordered, and he dropped to his knees like the fucking hero he was, mouth latching on hard. He sucked one nipple between his teeth, biting just enough to make her moan, while his hand shoved down her skirt and straight into her panties. She was soaked. Two fingers shoved inside her pussy without warning, pumping rough and fast.
"Fuck, Superman, your fingers are like steel," she gasped, grinding on his hand. He curled them, hitting that spot that made her knees buckle. Her juices coated his palm as he finger-fucked her harder, thumb grinding her clit. She came fast, legs shaking, pussy clenching tight around his digits. He pulled them out, shoved them in her mouth. "Taste it," he growled. She sucked them clean like a slut who knew what she wanted.
He stood, tore off his suit in one motion. His cock sprang free, thick, veined, and already leaking. It was bigger than any human's, rock-hard and ready. Jenna dropped, wrapped both hands around it, and started stroking. "This Kryptonian dick is gonna wreck me," she said, licking the head. She took him deep, gagging as she forced it down her throat. Superman grabbed her hair and thrust, fucking her face raw. Spit ran down her chin while she choked and slurped, eyes watering but hungry for more.
He pulled out, spun her around, and bent her over the couch. One thrust and he buried every inch in her dripping cunt. She screamed, back arching as he pounded her. No gentle bullshit. Just hard, relentless fucking. His hips slammed forward, balls slapping her ass, super strength letting him drive deeper than any man could. Her pussy stretched around him, gripping tight with every stroke. "Harder, you fucking god," she begged. He obliged, gripping her hips so tight they bruised, ramming into her like a machine.
He lifted her mid-thrust, flew them both to the wall, and kept fucking her standing up. Gravity meant nothing. He held her in the air, legs wrapped around him, cock pistoning in and out of her soaked hole. Her tits bounced against his chest. She clawed his back, but his skin didn't give. "Come inside me," she demanded. He slammed her down onto his cock one last time and unloaded, hot jets of cum flooding her pussy. It overflowed, dripping down her thighs as he kept thrusting through it.
They weren't done. He laid her on the bed, flipped her onto all fours, and spread her ass. His tongue went straight to her asshole, licking and probing while two fingers worked her cum-filled cunt.
She pushed back on his face, moaning filthy shit about how she wanted the Man of Steel to own every hole. He switched, sliding his still-hard cock into her ass. It was tight, and he went slow at first only because even he knew she needed to adjust. Then he picked up speed, pounding her ass while reaching around to rub her clit. She came again, screaming, squirting over his hand.
Superman flipped her onto her back, lifted her legs over his shoulders, and fucked her pussy again. Raw, skin slapping, the wet sounds filling the room. He used his heat vision just a little, warming his fingertips as he pinched her nipples. The extra sensation made her thrash and come a third time, walls milking his cock. He followed, pumping another thick load deep inside her.
Afterward he pulled out slow, watching his cum leak from her used holes. Jenna lay there panting, satisfied grin on her face. "Same time tomorrow, hero?" she asked. He smirked, already hardening again. "Count on it." He flew her home gentle this time, but they both knew the next round would be just as filthy.
