Open on Literotica

Super Sexy

Note: The characters in the story below are copyrighted by DC Comics. No infringement is intended.


I'm sick and tired of always bailing him out, the Amazonian demi-goddess thought to herself as she lay naked in her bed.

I never get any thanks beyond "Oh, Wonder Woman, you got there just in the nick of time!" "You were terrific, Wonder Woman!" "You're amazing, Wonder Woman!" "Thank you for saving the day again, Wonder Woman!"

How about SHOWING me some appreciation, Steve? How about a hug? A kiss? A little feel of my rear end? Every time I see you, my heart absolutely melts. I get sensations within me that I've never felt for any other man.

As these thoughts ran through her mind, she began caressing the soft folds between her legs with one hand, while rolling the hard brown nipples of her generous breasts with the other. As she touched her nipple, she shivered and moaned. The feelings she was experiencing were never explained to her while she was growing up on Themyscira, as it was believed that she would never have an encounter in Man's World that would bring these emotions to the surface.

But recently, every sexual instinct buried deep within her had come rushing to the surface. One night about a month ago, she had lain in bed after yet another mission which had involved rescuing Steve. When she saved him, he was naked, and she caught her first glimpse ever of a male's penis. In the dark, alone, she had contemplated the vision of the male organ in her mind while exploring her womanhood, and she guessed correctly that in Man's World, the organ between Steve's legs fit into her woman-hole. She had rubbed the little nub at her entrance, and was surprised to feel both weak and excited at the same time. She noticed the wetness beginning to form in her womanhood, dipped a finger in, and tasted it. Mmmm, she had thought to herself, this is good. And it feels so nice. But she felt so confused, thinking that she had done something wicked or wrong.

She had done some reading, discovered how reproduction was done in Man's World, and discovered that what she had been doing was called masturbation and was perfectly healthy and normal. She read that had she continued, she might have experienced what the humans called an orgasm.

On this night, she was determined to reach this new plateau.

Oh, yes, Steve! she thought to herself as she plunged a finger deep into her dampening vagina. Put that penis into me! Shove it in and out like I've read about! Let me know what a real woman feels like! Be MY hero for once!!! The super-heroine rolled around on her bed as she caressed herself, the wetness between her legs increasing and the emotions within her swelling to flood tide. She stuck two fingers into her folds, furiously rubbing her clitoris as she lifted her marvelous ass off the bed and began bucking back and forth. Do it to me, Steve!!! DO it to me!!! Ride me!! Pump me!!! Oh, yes, yes, YESSSSSSSSS!!!!

"YYYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!" she shrieked out as she felt herself reach the top of the mountain. Every single cell in her body exploded in ecstasy as she writhed on her bed. But she didn't stop there. She continued fingering herself and within minutes cried out as she erupted into another orgasm even stronger than the first. She was dizzy, exhausted, and euphoric all at once. Her long, lithe, muscular body was glistening with sweat in the moonlight as she slowed down, her heart beating at jackhammer pace.

She lay still, recovering, marveling at the new awareness she had experienced.

Self-induced, it was fun.

But now she was determined that the next time she experienced this, she was not going to be alone. And she knew absolutely who the only man in the world was who could bring her to this rapture - Steve Trevor.

She knew of a little islet about 15 miles from her home island, itself a short distance from the Bahamas, which would be perfect for what she was planning. She knew that Steve was deployed in the Bahamas, and that it was only a matter of time...

Sure enough, a call came in to the IADC a few days later. "Agent Trevor is missing in the Bahamas, where he had been sent on a reconnaissance mission", the commander explained. "We have reason to believe that Cuban agents there have captured him. I would like to send one agent over there to check out the situation and see if Trevor can be located and recovered."

Almost too quickly, Agent Diana Prince - AKA Wonder Woman, Princess Diana of Themyscira, daughter of Queen Hippolyta of the Amazons - volunteered for the mission.

On reaching her destination, she transformed herself into Wonder Woman, the epitome of all that was good and decent and beautiful in the world - but now nothing more than an extremely horny, very human woman on a mission. She intended to rescue the man she loved yet again, and to satisfy herself in the process. Oh, and to show Steve that she intended that in the future, she expected to be shown a deeper level of appreciation for her heroic actions.

She swiftly located the compound where the Cubans were, broke through the wall, and quickly counted five armed Cubans surrounding Steve, who was bound to a chair. Child's play, she thought to herself. Calling on her warrior training, she swiftly threw her magic tiara and disarmed four of the enemy thugs. The fifth managed to get off several shots with his Tokarev pistol, all of which deflected off her bracelets. She kicked the gun out of his hand, then threw him across the room. Three of the Cubans were quickly dispatched in similar manner, flying around in different directions. The fifth threw a gas bomb, which quickly knocked Steve unconscious but had no effect on the Amazon. Enraged, she grabbed the thug, pounded his head against the floor a couple of times, and was about to do it again when she realized that with her enhanced strength she could easily kill him.

She intended to expend her energy in other ways.

She snapped the ropes holding Steve to the chair, and carried his limp body to her invisible airplane. Laying him down inside it, she regarded him for a moment. By Hera, he looks so gorgeous, she said to herself, licking her lips as the recently-familiar warmth flooded her pelvic area.

The plane took off, but instead of heading towards America and home, Wonder Woman turned the plane towards the Bermuda Triangle region, and about ten minutes later landed on the little islet which would be her own paradise.

About ¾ of a mile long and about a quarter of a mile wide, the island was mostly sandy beach, but dotted with several palm trees atop several small hills. Days ago, in preparation for what she had planned, she had buried several days' supply of food and drink. Also, she had extra clothing for Steve - not that he would need it until she was done with him - wood for fire, blankets, pillows, twine, all wrapped up in waterproof sheeting.

She pulled out a large blanket, piled rocks around it to make a sort of nest, and carried the still-unconscious Steve over to it. He was naked save for his underpants, and Wonder Woman could see a sort of tenting effect as he developed a partial erection. She knew from her reading that the male penis could grow to approximately 3 times its flaccid size. She also knew that she could help it along by manual or oral stimulation. She intended on doing both - but wanted Steve to be awake while she was doing it.

She bent towards him and kissed him on his slightly open mouth. He stirred a bit, and his eyes fluttered open.

"Wonder Woman? Is that you?"

"Yes, Steve," she said softly. She could feel the stirrings in her uterus, the warm wetness coating her vagina, all the desire she had ever felt for this man bubbling forth. She must control herself, at least temporarily, she thought.

"Wh-what happened?" Steve asked. He was still somewhat disoriented, as he had been in a cinder-block building when he was captured, and could now feel early-afternoon heat and hear the crashing of the ocean surrounding him.

"I found where the Cubans were holding you, and took care of them. I got you out."

"It looks like you saved the day again, Wonder Woman!" She rolled her eyes as the trite stock phrase left his lips, then looked down and frowned at him.

"What's the matter, Wonder Woman? I've never seen you look like this before."

"Well, Steve, it's just that I've saved you so many times from so many life-or-death situations, and all you can manage is a little teeny 'thank you'? We know each other so well after so many adventures, and yet that's the best you can do?"

"I don't understand. What more do you want?"

She sighed, her huge Amazonian breasts rising and falling as she did. "Yes, I'm 'Wonder Woman' - but I'm still a woman through and through. I've been exploring certain things, and I feel that... well, for once, I want to be shown appreciation like a woman. To be treated like a woman. To be satisfied like a woman." She said the last sentence in a dreamy, breathy tone whose meaning couldn't possibly have been lost upon Steve.

"B-B-But... you're a princess on your island! You're a demi-goddess!! You're a super-heroine!!!" Steve stammered as, crawling backwards like a crab, he started to back away from the quivering six-foot warrior noblewoman.

"So? Does that mean that I don't have desires like any other mortal woman? I've finally learned what these strange yearnings I've been experiencing mean. That I desire to have sex with a man. And the only man I consider worthy of me - aside from my compatriots of the Justice League - is you." She realized he was retreating, and licked her lips at the thought of a pursuit. She'd always enjoyed hunting on her native island. "I brought you here so that we could be alone for an extended period, and so that we could have intercourse."

"I don't want to do that with you, Wonder Woman. It just wouldn't be right." At six-foot three and nearly 200 pounds, Steve wouldn't have trouble fighting off an ordinary woman. But as they both acknowledged, however, this was no ordinary woman. Plus, she was enflamed by passions she had never experienced before.

She pointed at his rising penis, which was now passing the seven-inch mark and still climbing. "You may be saying 'no', but that is definitely saying 'yes'. Bring that over to me, Steve. Make love to me!!!!"

She pulled out her golden Lariat of Truth, and placed it around Steve's waist and hands which immediately immobilized him. She tied some of the loose coils around him, then stood with her fists in her hips and her legs apart - the classic super-hero pose. She was smiling, licking her lips seductively and trembling with desire.

"You know that you must now tell me the truth. Have you always wanted me, Steve?"

He tried not to answer, but finally spit out, "Yes, I have always thought you were an extremely beautiful woman, and I have always wanted to have sex with you."

She ran her hands through her long jet-black tresses and smiled. "Have you ever had another woman, Steve?"


"Do you think that they match up to me? In terms of beauty, and potential for sexual fulfillment?"

"They're not even in your ballpark, Wonder Woman."

Her knees almost turned to jelly when she heard him say that.

"How big does your penis get, Steve? I've heard that the average for men is about 5 ½ to 6 inches."

"I think I'm about eight inches."

"Let's find out." Wonder Woman threw the loose end of the Lariat of Truth over one of the fronds of a nearby palm tree, and pulled so that Steve was about three feet off the ground. She tied him in place, then walked over to him. She watched him swing in the air for a few seconds, then removed her golden breastplate and her boots. She unzipped the back of her satin, skin-tight costume, and slowly removed it in a bit of a striptease for Steve. He watched, bug-eyed, as the now-naked super-heroine slowly swayed in a sultry mating dance, running her hands through her hair, flutteringly across her breasts, now down her perfect, flat belly to her vagina, her pubic hair shaved into an arrow, pointing right at her heavenly hole. Her large, milky breasts with their pointed nipples swayed, seemingly independently of the rest of her body.

She caressed her vagina, shoving her fingers in and feeling the lubrication coat her. She then walked over to the dangling object of her lust and rubbed her hand slowly down the full length of his massive shaft.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!" he exclaimed as his body suddenly stiffened.

"Your penis is huge, Steve. Even bigger than in my dreams." She continued to rub her hand up and down the full length of his manhood as he rolled his head around. A drop of pre-cum bubbled up from the head. Wonder Woman regarded it for a moment, then said, "I understand this to be the precursor of a much larger flood. Let's taste this and see what it's like."

His penis was exactly even with her mouth, and she opened wide and engulfed more than half of his length. She slid his penis in and out of her mouth, increasing her pace according to his moans and wheezing. "Oh, my GOD, Wonder Woman, that is INCREDIBLE!!! Go faster!!! Take as much of me in your mouth as you can!!! Oh, GOD, oh, GOOOODDDDD!!!!"

As she fellated him for a couple of minutes more, she realized that he was close to ejaculation - "coming", as the books she'd read called it. There was no way that his first ejaculation for her was going to be wasted.

She untied the lariat from the tree and gently lowered Steve to the ground. She picked him up and carried him back to the nest, even as he squirmed slightly in her grasp. Laying him back down on the blanket, she sucked him until his cock was purple, rock-hard and quivering. "Now, Steve, I will finally be satisfied." She looked at him with her deep azure eyes, squatted over him, then yelped slightly as she quickly engulfed his throbbing, engorged member with her soaking, desperate pussy. She felt a slight pressure and tearing as his penis penetrated through her hymen, and saw a smear of blood on his penis as she began rocking back and forth on him. She could feel the furnace-like heat emanating from her pussy as she held a man's penis in it for the first time in her life.

God, she is so HOT, Steve thought to himself as he was being ridden. It's really happening. I'm really getting fucked by Wonder Woman.

"It feels so GOOOOOOOOOOOD" she squealed out as she quickened her frantic pace. Never mind that she was a goddess with super strength - now she felt like a real woman. She knew she had to control herself somewhat, as the mortal beneath her could easily be injured or killed by her attack. But the feel of his penis inside her was something she had no desire to control. All she wanted was for the tugging, plunging feeling to last and last. She squeezed and massaged her swelling breasts as she bounced pell-mell on her human fuck toy, and cried out an awesome "YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!" as the shattering tide of orgasm engulfed her.

The tight clenching of her pussy also sent Steve over the edge, as his penis exploded in a geyser of white stickiness. "AAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH" he yelled as he filled up Wonder Woman's pussy with massive shots of his fluid. She continued pounding away at him until she sensed that he was spent. Then, with his penis still firmly captured in her love canal, she lay down on his shoulder and kissed his neck.

"Finally, I really know what being a woman feels like," Wonder Woman cooed as she held Steve in her arms, feeling a warm river accumulating in their pelvic areas as the remnants of Steve's ejaculate dribbled out of her vagina.

He couldn't respond. He was breathing heavily, utterly exhausted. His penis was softening and eventually fell out. She looked at him longingly and warned him, "Now that I've tasted the fruits of womanhood - not to mention your manhood - I want to eat again and again!"

Still tied up in her Lariat of Truth, Steve croaked out, "Have to... rest... can't... get hard... again... that... quickly..."

She smiled at him and said, "We're not going anywhere. I can wait. I loved how your... I believe it's called 'cock' in the vernacular, which I'll try to use... filled up my... pussy, is it? Both while we were performing, and when you shot your semen into me. I want to know that feeling again. What can I do to make it happen faster? If I jack you off? If I give you another blowjob? Would that make you able to fuck me again?"

Among Wonder Woman's many virtues was high intelligence. She was a very fast learner. From paragon of virtue to nympho slut only in the time it took her to have sex for the first time. Steve marveled... yet at the same time started to develop a bit of fear. He wasn't sure that he was going to be able to satisfy her lust, especially based on what had happened the first time.

She fell asleep with the object of her desire entwined in her embrace.

When she awoke a couple of hours later, she was alone. However, she smiled to herself, once again knowing that there was nowhere he could go or hide, and that the reward at the end of the pursuit would be well worthwhile.

She looked around, and spotted a form on the sand about a quarter of a mile away. Unhurriedly, she jogged in that direction, her breasts swaying pendulously as she ran. As she got closer, her heart sped up. There was Steve, naked, running, glistening with sweat, his long cock bobbing between his legs as he ran. She ran faster, gathered her strength, and in a massive leap landed right in front of him.

She stood smiling, arms and legs akimbo.

"Where did you think you were going, Steve?"

Breathlessly, he regarded her. "Oh, I was... uh... just going out for... a little jog."

"You're a considerable distance from our camp. You weren't trying to escape from me, were you?" She began licking her lips and caressing herself.

"I... uh... no... I was... just..."

"I see. I also see that you need some more convincing... to understand that I have brought you here for the sole purpose of satisfying my immense lust for you." She suddenly threw herself on him, knocking him to the ground and wrapping her legs around his torso.

"Wonder Woman, I..."

"Don't, Steve. Just don't. All I care about is you making love to me again." She stuck her tongue into his mouth, ground her pelvis against him, and felt his manhood rising. She raised her pelvis up, roared out, "FUCK me, Steve!!!" and slammed down on his cock, impaling herself on it. She shook, undulated and roared as his cock grew and filled her pussy up.

"Wonder Woman, I can't... you're too... oh, God, I can't..."

But, apparently, he could, as she wrapped her arms around him and rolled them both over in the sand so that now he was on top. Her arms and legs were entwined around him. "Fuck me hard, Steve. I want to feel your cock buried deep in my pussy. You can't fight me off, and the only way I'm going to let you go is if you fuck me 'til I'm satisfied. You're captured in my love, and I'm not going to let you go." To prove her point, she flexed her vagina muscles and squeezed his cock. He emitted an animal groan.

Wonder Woman herself growled a guttural growl, knowing that she had the man she loved in the position she wanted him in - buried deeply in her pussy, unable to escape. She put her head back and moaned as she rotated her ass and thrashed against the man imprisoned in her grasp. Trapped as he was, all he could do was push, squirm and groan, trying as he could to tame her unleashed passion.
So impassioned was she that her orgasms seemed almost continuous. She shrieked, twisted and moaned, "Oh, YES, Steve, you know how to make me FEEL like a woman!!! Shove that hard cock into me!!! Faster!! FASTER!!! You will KNOW what it's like to fuck a goddess!!! FUCK me like I'm the only woman you've ever wanted to fuck in your whole life!!! Oh, GAAAAAAHHHHHDDD, make me COOOOME!!!" All the while, enmeshed in her grasp, he mindlessly slammed away at her. It seemed like there was no way he could sate her inhuman lust. He had no idea how long she was going to keep him there.

Finally, after it seemed like he could go no further, he felt the boiling surge within. He pumped hard, screamed out "UUUUUURRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!" and began coming like he never had before. Rather than short, hard spurts, his cock felt like a gushing fire hose as he poured his semen into the squirming goddess beneath him.

She yelled, "Oh, YES, Steve!!!" as she felt his penis jerking and his pounding increase.

He eventually slowed, gasping for breath, and lowered himself to the super-heroine's shoulder. She nuzzled him, then kissed him on his ear.

"You keep screwing me like that, Steve, and you may never get off this island. Wow, but you're good."

She held him close, softly kissing and rubbing his shoulders as his cock gradually softened and fell out of her.

She hefted his nearly-limp body and carried him over her shoulders in a fireman's carry back to their camp. She said softly, but almost in a warning tone, "Just remember how much stronger I am than you. I'm restraining myself because I don't want to hurt you while we're making love, but I would keep this in the back of your mind: it wouldn't be a good thing if you tried to escape again."

For the rest of that afternoon and far into the night, the Caribbean air was filled with the sounds of lustful groaning, girlish giggling, animal grunts and growls, ecstatic screaming and screeches, and even a few yells of pain as Steve struggled to keep up with Wonder Woman's unrelenting desire. No woman had ever made him come seven times in a single night. Even as he began complaining of pain and a rawness on his penis, Wonder Woman's solution was to coat his dick with her saliva and pussy lubrication as she yearned to feel the continual, beautiful friction of his manhood against her vulva.

The morning found Wonder Woman splayed out on the ground, a blissful, contented look on her face as she contemplated what she was going to do to pleasure Steve today. Feeling around with her hand, then suddenly sitting up and looking around, she realized he was gone.

Damn him, she thought to herself. I'm really going to have to show him who's boss.

"I know you're around here someplace, Steve," she said quietly, "and it will be so much easier for you if you just quit playing games and come back here now. If you force me to chase you down again, I promise you that I will ride you until you beg me for mercy, and then I will ride you some more. I want to feel your cock erupt in me over and over again, and I don't intend to let you go until you give me what I want. Where are you?"

She walked to the top of the highest hill on the islet, so that she could get a better overall view. It was then that she thought to look up.

It was all too simple. There he was, trying to hide himself in the fronds of a tall palm tree.

"There you are," she growled lustfully. "Do you really think you could hide from me up there?" She began to gently shake the tree trunk, her ultimate plan to dislodge him, catch him, and fuck him silly.

"I-I-I was just trying to see if there were any nearby ships." Then, finally, whimpering, Steve said "My penis is raw. I can't do this anymore."

Her answer was to shake the tree a little harder. She warned, "As soon as I catch you, I'm going to start shaking your cock the same way. I'm going to shake it until it's as hard as this tree. I hope you're ready for it, because I need a good hard fucking from you!"

A loud whoosh filled the air. Both Steve and Wonder Woman turned their heads towards the strange sound.

"Look, up in the sky!!!" Steve said, pointing towards a bluish shape rushing at them.

"It's a bird," Wonder Woman said, dismissively.

"It's a plane!" Steve exclaimed, hoping for imminent rescue.

The shape blew past Steve, and knocked Wonder Woman fifty yards backward from the tree. Her body scored a trench in the sand more than thirty yards long from the sudden impact.

Wonder Woman looked up at the tall, slim, blue and red clad figure of Supergirl standing over her, her strawberry blonde hair and red cape billowing out behind her.

"Have you lost your mind, WW?" Supergirl asked, incredulous. "We're supposed to be above all of this. You've told me so many times how much you love this guy. What are you doing?"

The two women, longtime friends and allies, were very careful not to address each other as Diana and Kara, as they normally did, for fear of giving away their secret identities.

"Stay out of this, Kryptonian," Wonder Woman hissed. "This is between me and him."

"And now, me. I don't give a damn if you're an Amazon and think the rules don't apply to you. You can't take a man and use him for your sexual pleasure just because you feel like it."

The two heroines stared at each other. Although Wonder Woman was taller, more muscular and experienced, she didn't stand a chance against Supergirl's superior alien strength and super-powers. If she couldn't outfight the Kryptonian, Wonder Woman thought, she'd have to try to outsmart her.

"How many times have you told me about your desire for that man," Wonder Woman asked, referring to Supergirl's unrequited love for James Olsen. "Or trying to keep that other one at arm's length," talking about Winn Schott.

"They're my friends, WW. Unlike this guy, they both know my secret identity. They're part of my jobs - both in the real world and as a super-hero. I could never do what you're doing here. I accept that I can't ever have either one of them, and I'm content to have them as my friends."

Wonder Woman sighed. "You're so naïve, Supergirl, but that's because you're young. I'm finally understanding what I desire as a woman. Can't you allow yourself to feel the same?"

"Maybe my sense of duty is stronger than yours, WW," Supergirl sneered. "You're blinding yourself to what your mission here is supposed to be."

Wonder Woman finally launched herself towards Supergirl with a yell. It was over all too quickly. One only slightly restrained punch later, Wonder Woman was once again flat on her back.

"You just stay there and think about it," Supergirl sternly intoned. She flew over to Steve, who warily shrunk himself into the tree. "There, there, Agent Trevor, it's alright. I'm here to protect you." She gathered the shivering man into her arms and flew off, leaving Wonder Woman rubbing her cheek and lying in the sand.

Landing an hour later at the Fortress of Solitude, Supergirl quickly lay Steve down on a bed and covered him with a large down comforter while she searched around for some spare clothing. She appeared stunned by what her compatriot had done.

"What happened, Steve - and is it okay if I call you Steve? We've never been formally introduced, but I've heard so much about you from her."

Steve trembled, not from the cold - the fortress was temperature-controlled - but from the memory of what he had experienced. "She went absolutely nuts - pushed herself on me. Even when I asked her to stop because it was becoming painful, she wouldn't. It was like she didn't care. Look what she did to me." He lifted up the comforter to show Supergirl the extensive bruising around his pelvic area, especially on the underside of his penis. "Oh," he suddenly said, "I hope this doesn't embarrass you."

Supergirl smiled and spoke gently. "While I'm still a virgin myself, Steve, I'm not completely unfamiliar with the male anatomy. I did go to school, don't forget."

"Of course."

"I may have to fly to the city and get some clothes for you. I'll do that tomorrow. But in the meanwhile, I might have something that will take care of that injury."


"It's an old Kryptonian remedy. It's an ointment that can almost instantly cure just about any ailment, cut or bruise. If it works on me - and it has - I can only imagine what it would do for a human. Do you want to try it?"

He sighed. "Sure, why not?"

She handed him the vial with the ointment in it, and let out a high-pitched chortle. "I don't quite think you want me rubbing that on you... you know, THERE... after what you've been through. Just rub a little bit on the affected areas. It'll take a few minutes to start working, but you'll be surprised what happens."

She looked at him curiously as he tended to his wounds. Ruggedly handsome, gentle, caring... everything Wonder Woman said he was. Supergirl had known lust, but only under the influence of red kryptonite. But now, regarding this man in front of her, she started to understand what might have influenced Wonder Woman to do what she did.

Supergirl herself knew unfulfilled passion, and had often lain in bed naked, fingering herself and crying out James' name in the throes of orgasm. She had also damaged several vibrators and dildos in the process. She shook her head, trying to clear the evil thoughts out, when Steve looked at her and smiled.

"Thank you, Supergirl. I feel better already. Would you mind if I just go to sleep now? I'm really exhausted by that workout Wonder Woman gave me."

"Sure, Steve, whatever you need," Supergirl sighed. "Just answer me one question - was it good?"


"Having sex with Wonder Woman - was it good?"

"I suppose a gentleman shouldn't kiss and tell, but she was absolutely animalistic - insatiable. I really thought, until you came in, that she wasn't going to stop until I was dead. Thank you for saving me."

He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. Supergirl almost had an orgasm right then and there.

"I suppose if I had done that to Wonder Woman earlier, we wouldn't be here now." He rolled over and was soon deep in the throes of sleep.

Supergirl watched the sleeping man for a few minutes, then carefully peeled off her skintight outfit. She regarded her naked form in the mirror for a moment - perky, high-set breasts, narrow shoulders, a curvy but not voluptuous figure, flat stomach, long, muscular legs, tight, firm ass. She wondered to herself, will a man ever desire me that way? And will it be a man such as this?

She decided she was going to take matters into her own hands. Carefully, so as not to wake Steve, she slid into bed beside him, and lay in the darkness, listening to the sound of his deep breathing.

Her fingers found their way to her slickened labia. She began caressing herself as she debated whether or not she really had the nerve to do what Wonder Woman had done - surrender to her lust and take what she desired.

She lay there for hours, pleasuring herself, but trying to be careful not to make too much noise or wake the sleeping man.

Steve finally stirred, rolled over and turned towards her. He instantly recognized the look on her face.

"Oh, no. Not you too." Steve knew that as difficult a time as he'd had with Wonder Woman, he had no chance at all against this girl's super-strength.

"I do want you, Steve, but it depends on a few things. First, how is your penis?"

She lifted off the sheet and blanket, exposing the naked man. His penis was fine - not a mark on it, as Supergirl's remedy had worked wonders - and it was also swelling.

"Only if you want to, Steve. It looks to me like you feel some sort of attraction towards me. That penis isn't just growing by itself."

"Just please don't push me too hard. It seemed like I would shoot, and then five minutes later she would be trying to get me hard again. I don't think I could take that."

Supergirl leaned in and softly kissed Steve. Her kiss was a reassurance to him. She lay in his arms and softly, carefully massaged his manhood until he was groaning with desire.

"Oh, YEAH, Supergirl, that feels GREAT. There's a difference between being seductive and being assaultive. At least it doesn't feel like you're trying to pull my cock off."

Supergirl looked up at Steve and smiled. "Just relax. I'm not going to hurt you. You let me know if this is in any way painful." She continued softly stroking and massaging his cock, which was soon standing straight up on its own. "I've never been touched by a man... you know... THAT WAY. Could you... do what you can to get me stimulated?"

Reaching down to feel her pussy, Steve said to her, "It's so wet. It feels like you're already there." He stuck a finger into Supergirl, expertly massaging her clit with one hand while cupping one of her breasts with the other. Supergirl put her head back, moaned softly and continued stroking his cock.

"Please, Steve. PLEASE enter me. I also want to know what a woman should feel like!! I NEED you to fuck me!!!" The young Kryptonian super-heroine rolled onto her back, legs parted and bent, and pleaded, "PLEASE put your cock into me!!!"

Slowly, Steve worked his quivering eight inches into Supergirl's soaked cavern. It was tighter than Wonder Woman's, and Steve twisted and pushed carefully. Supergirl shuddered and cried out, "Ooooh, YES, YES, YES!!!!!" as Steve began methodically thrusting.

Remember, he's human, Supergirl thought to herself as she was being fucked. I CAN'T force him too much. I could kill him without breaking a sweat. "Yeah... yeah... oh yeah... please... please... oh, how I LOVE that cock!!!" she exclaimed.

"Your pussy is so wet, and so tight," Steve grunted as he continued pushing. Supergirl could see the effort in his face, which was bright red and pouring perspiration.

"Yeah, Steve. Oh, yeah, fuck me. Fuck me HARD!!! Yeah... oh, GOD, yeah... please... please... PLEEEAAAASSSSE!!!!!!" she wailed out as her body exploded in orgasm.

"Oh, GOD, that's the greatest feeling EVER!!!!" Supergirl cried out. It was all she could do to stop herself from grabbing the now-furiously pumping Steve and attacking him. You don't want to do to him what SHE did, she thought to herself.

Steve was groaning and panting, pushing himself to the very limits of his physical endurance. "Oh, yeah, Supergirl, you are so fucking HOT!!! I want to come!!! I want to fucking COME!!!"

"Let me have it, Steve!!! Fuck my hot pussy and dump your steaming load into me!!! I see you're ready to blow!!!"

"Oh, God... oh God, here it comes... YAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! YEAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!" Steve cried out as he felt the surge and the massive detonation in his pelvis. Eight massive squirts of juice poured into the writhing Supergirl underneath him.

"YES, Steve, YES, I feel you COOOOOMMMMING!!!" Supergirl squealed as she, too, had a sizable orgasm. As Steve slowed his pushing and fell panting onto her shoulder, Supergirl held him close and gently rubbed his shoulders and hair.

"Oh, STEVE, that was INCREDIBLE!" Supergirl gasped as she held him in her arms. "I've never IMAGINED it could feel so good!"

After a few minutes, Steve rolled off Supergirl and lay on the bed, still recovering from his massive orgasm. Supergirl turned towards him, embraced him, and lay her head on his shoulder. Soon the two were sleeping quietly.

Supergirl awakened first the next morning, and quickly flew to the nearest town and found some clothing that would fit Steve. When she returned to the Fortress of Solitude, Steve was still lying in bed, sleeping deeply.

She regarded the sleeping man, and smiled to herself.

She now understood why Wonder Woman had done what she did, although with her own strong moral fiber, she could never do something similar.

And yet... and yet... and yet...

The memory of what she had experienced last night caused her uterus to stir and her pussy begin to dampen. Her heart began to beat that much faster.

She stripped off her uniform, and quietly slipped into bed next to Steve.

He turned towards her, looked up at her, and saw the pure animal lust on her face.

"Once wasn't enough, was it, Supergirl?"

She smiled, leaned down and kissed him. "Only if you're up for it, Steve. As I told you, I don't want to attack you the way Wonder Woman did. If you want, I will take you back to Washington right now."

He took Supergirl's face in his hands, and kissed her softly on her mouth. "I think I could manage once more. You were sweet and gentle and I liked that."

As she began stroking his cock, she suddenly asked him, "Are there any special ladies in your life, Steve? Or are you one of those 'all work and no play' kind of guys?"

"Well, there's one lady I've worked with for a long time. She always seems very attentive and is a hard worker, but as long as I've worked with her, I can't say I really know her well."

"What's her name?" Supergirl asked, as if she didn't already know the answer.

"Prince. Special Agent Diana Prince."

Boy, there is a special level of stupid going on here, Supergirl thought to herself. All these years he's worked with her, and he never recognized even a slight resemblance between Diana and Wonder Woman? Or the fact that he never saw the two of them at the same time? Wow, how dense can this guy be?

The young super-heroine cast the thought from her mind. She mounted Steve, who lay back as his cock was swallowed up by Supergirl's soaking tunnel.

She rode him slowly, reminding herself frequently that she had to be careful, that this was a human and that she could injure or possibly kill him if she let herself lose control. Steve stiffened, then relaxed and looked up. She may be a super-heroine, he thought to himself, but my goodness, is she hot!

He reached up and began massaging her pert breasts. Supergirl responded by rolling her head around, sighing out "MMMMmmmmmm!!!!" and slightly quickening her pace. His hands on her breasts made her absolutely melt.

"Oooh, that feels so good, Steve! Play with my nipples!!! Oh, YES, just like that!!" she moaned as he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

Steve then sat up, wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, and plunged his mouth down on her right nipple. Supergirl shuddered.

She picked up her bouncing action, again reminding herself not to go too fast. His moaning and gasping told her that she was using just the right amount of action.

It was hard for her to concentrate, though, with him sucking on her tits. She began to feel a mounting explosion of pleasure within her. The warmth soon overwhelmed her, and she wailed out her gratification with a long, high-pitched AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH as her bucking increased. Steve fell back down on the pillow, grasping Supergirl's undulating ass firmly.

"Oh, YES, Steve, your cock feels so good inside me! Keep doing that! Play with my ass!! Oh, GOD, how I want to make you come!!! Come hard for me, baby!!! SHOOT your hot cum into me!!!"

He suddenly began bucking against her, pounding at her pussy as his own explosion built up. With a loud UUUHHHHHHHNNNNN he pushed his cock in deeply, and sprayed five long shots of his seed into her. As he did so, Supergirl put her head back and exhaled long and deep, in satisfaction. As he slowed down, she lay her head on his shoulder again and kissed him on the neck. He was perspiring heavily.

The two lay, intertwined, for almost an hour, saying nothing. Nothing really needed to be said.

They took a quick shower together, then dressed as they prepared to fly back to Washington, DC.
Steve smiled at Supergirl, then said "Thank you for your help, and your hospitality. I don't know what I would've done without you."

Supergirl herself smiled and said, "Don't mention it. And thank you for showing me what a real woman can feel like!" She embraced him, and the two shared a long, deep kiss.

A sudden, explosive BOOM echoed through the Fortress of Solitude. Both Supergirl and Steve turned abruptly towards the front door.

A second, identical BOOM again echoed through the Fortress.

Then a loud, angry, familiar female voice. "SUPERGIRL!!!! COME OUT NOW!!! YOU HAVE SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO ME, AND I WANT HIM BACK!!!" Another resounding BOOM.

Steve turned ashen. "Oh, my God, it's Wonder Woman! How did she find us?"

Supergirl looked determined. "You stay here, Steve. I'll handle her."

She flew out of a secret entrance high atop the Fortress - too high for Wonder Woman to leap through, she thought to herself. She spotted the Amazonian methodically pounding, pushing, and clawing at the thick ice door of the Fortress.

"Haven't you had enough, WW?" Supergirl called to her colleague, hovering about 30 feet above her.

"Give him back to me, Supergirl. He and I have some unfinished business on the island."

Supergirl smiled. "Oh, your business with him on the island is very finished. In fact, he and I have been conducting some business of our own, here!"

"You WHAT?!?!?" Wonder Woman exclaimed. "You've been sleeping with MY man?!?!? How could you?!?"

"He's not your man, WW," Supergirl explained calmly. "He's his own man, and he made a choice. A choice which, by the way, you never even offered him. And, but I'm sure you already know this, he knows how to treat a woman right." She licked her lips to emphasize her point.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!!" Wonder Woman screamed as she leaped high in the air, trying to snatch Supergirl. The Kryptonian marvel simply flew higher, out of her reach.

Crying with frustration, Wonder Woman again leaped, trying desperately to grab onto her foe's legs. She missed again.

"I think it's time for you to chill out," Supergirl exclaimed as she fired a blast of heat vision directly underneath Wonder Woman's feet. The ice beneath her crumbled, and Wonder Woman fell into the freezing water underneath.

"AAAHHHH, it's so COLD!!!" Wonder Woman exclaimed as she desperately thrashed about.

Supergirl watched for a minute as her friend-turned-rival struggled. She was torn. She was a hero, true, sworn to defend the weak and bring wrong-doers to justice. At the same time, she wanted Wonder Woman to learn an unforgettable lesson, as well as extract a bit of personal vengeance for what had been done to the proud man inside.

When she felt that Wonder Woman was at the point of drowning, Supergirl pulled the nearly-blue, limp Amazonian from the water. The two super women came in through the main entrance.

"Quickly, Steve, I'll get her costume off. You wrap her in the blanket and get her warmed up." After Wonder Woman was placed on the bed, Supergirl focused her heat vision on Wonder Woman, gradually warming her up and reviving her.

The raven-haired Amazonian coughed, turned and looked up at Supergirl and Steve staring at her with concern.

"I can't even look at you, Steve, knowing what I've done. I let my emotions take over, and I did something horrible. I'm no better than the criminals and traitors I help you catch."

Steve sat on the bed, next to her. "Look, Wonder Woman, I've always considered you to be invaluable to our cause. You're an amazingly beautiful woman, too. But I knew that I couldn't let whatever romantic feelings I might have had for you get in the way of our sworn mission. We have a world to protect!"

"All I wanted was a little appreciation from you, Steve. I get so frustrated. You know that I'm really hundreds of years old, but it's only recently, being around you all the time, working with you, that I've begun to realize how unfulfilled I am personally. And it hurt me that the best you could manage was silly phrases that seem to come from the minds of comic-book writers."

"I'm sorry, Wonder Woman, but I didn't know you felt this way. Why couldn't you have told me sooner?"

"For the exact reasons you've described. It would have compromised our mission, and our ability to work together."

Steve looked confused. "We only work with each other infrequently. I've been just fine with the arrangement. I work much more closely with Agent Prince, who is equally as beautiful and desirable as you, and I haven't run into this type of problem with her."

Wonder Woman shook her head and, despite her nakedness, pushed aside the blanket and stood up. She looked straight at Supergirl, who sensed what she was about to do and backed up a little, and said, "He still doesn't understand."

Supergirl said, "Steve, you might want to take a couple of steps backwards. It'll all make sense in a few seconds." The perplexed man did as was requested.

Wonder Woman began to slowly turn in a counter-clockwise circle. After the third turn, a flashing light enveloped her. When the light dissipated, the woman who was twirling in place was no longer Wonder Woman.

Steve stared, mouth agape. "Diana! You mean... YOU'RE Wonder Woman?!?!?"

Supergirl chirped sarcastically, "DING DING DING!! Tell him what he's won, Johnny!!"

Diana looked calmly at Steve. Her dress and manner had totally changed. Dressed in a yellow blouse and black pencil skirt, with knee-high leather boots and hair done up in a bun, she looked the very picture of a fashionably-dressed yet demure young woman of business.

"This is how you know me most of the time, Steve. I know I've become your shadow and your guardian angel over the years, but I swore to protect you as I swore to protect your father, when he washed up on the shore of my island so many years ago."

Steve was struggling to control his surprise and awe. "Did... Dad know your secret identity?"

"No, he didn't. There was no way I could tell him without putting him or my sisters on my home island in mortal danger. And I think I know what your next question is: as much as I wanted to, I didn't sleep with him either."

"Then I owe you an apology, Diana... Wonder Woman... I don't even really know what to call you."

"Diana is fine. That's the name I was born with. Wonder Woman belongs to the world. Diana belongs to my close friends and to those I love.

"There's no need for you to apologize, Steve. I was the one who waylaid you. I should be apologizing to you."

"No, no, Diana, it's okay. Yeah, you hurt me a bit, but now I understand why. I think I'm going to try to take both of you - the co-worker and the super-heroine - a little less for granted."

Diana smiled to herself. She looked at Steve and said, "I think I'm going to change back now." She began circling, clockwise this time, and again the bright flash filled the Fortress as she changed back into Wonder Woman - albeit still naked, as her costume was lying on the floor next to the bed.

"I still feel cold," Wonder Woman said. "Let me get back under the covers to warm up."

She looked up at Steve. "You're welcome to join me if you want to. And I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

Steve looked at Supergirl, who smiled and asked him, "Do you want to? And how much do you think you have left in the tank?"

As Steve started to strip off his clothing, Supergirl regarded him sadly, but said, "I'll give you two some privacy, if that's what you want. I'll be back in about 45 minutes."

Steve answered, "I'd like you to be here, too."

Supergirl didn't need to be asked twice. In a matter of seconds, she was out of her costume, and was settling herself next to Steve, who had climbed into bed next to Wonder Woman. Steve mused, "It isn't often that a mortal gets to share a bed with two goddesses."

Wonder Woman turned to Supergirl and gushed, "Doesn't he always know how to say the right things?" She then leaned in, embraced Steve and gave him a long, deep kiss with lots of tongue. Supergirl joined in by slowly, carefully pulling on Steve's growing cock.

Steve lay back, as Wonder Woman also began playing with his pulsing member. As it expanded to its full 8-inch length, each woman grabbed a fistful of cock, Wonder Woman near the head and Supergirl at the base, and slowly, softly pulled on it. Steve grunted and groaned.

Supergirl then let go, leaned in and hugged Steve tightly, kissing him hard and probingly on his mouth. Wonder Woman took the opportunity to lean down and begin sucking on Steve's cock, first slowly, then increasing her speed as she pulled on the base with her hand. She moaned, and maintained her pace even as Steve suddenly jolted and arched his back. She teased the bulb with her tongue, making him jerk again. Supergirl cooed to him, "Now isn't this better, that she's learned to control herself?" Steve could only nod, jolted again, and cried out, "Oohhhhhh, she's amazing!!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

Supergirl then lay down on the bed next to Steve, and said, "I need for him to fuck me! I won't let him come - I'll save that for you - but I want to do something with him." Wonder Woman let Steve's cock go, but was still a bit jealous when she saw Steve position himself between Supergirl's legs and slowly enter her.

As Steve pushed against Supergirl, she wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly. She then began to rise into the air, a foot, three feet, six, until she and Steve were hovering about fifteen feet above the bed. The whole time, Steve was pumping and straining, unmindful of the new sensation of having sex in mid-air. Supergirl was crying, "Oh, YES, Steve, FUCK me!!! Keep FUCKING me HARD!!! Oh, my pussy is so wet for you!!!"

Wonder Woman looked at them, bemused, for a minute or so, then calmly said to Steve, "Are you aware, Steve, that there's no bed underneath you?"

Steve stopped for a second, looked down and said "HOLY SHIT!!!"

Supergirl slightly tightened her grip and said softly, "It's okay. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. Just keep fucking me!" Steve closed his eyes and resumed his thrusting. After a couple of minutes, Supergirl - with Steve still in her grasp - gently floated back down to the bed.

Supergirl let go of Steve, turned to Wonder Woman and said, "If you promise to play nice with him, he can finish with you."

Wonder Woman lay back and said to Steve, "PLEASE stick that huge, beautiful cock into me!! I swear I'll be gentle!!"

Steve looked at Supergirl gratefully, pulled himself out of her, turned towards Wonder Woman and thrust himself deeply into her. Her whole body shook as she felt the welcome sensation of the man she desired.

She held onto him, not in the vise-like grip she had on the islet, but gently, lovingly, letting him do the work and enjoying the feeling of being close to him. In just a few minutes, he pushed deeply into her, put his head back and roared "AHH!!! AHHH!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!" as his body trembled and he poured massive streams of cum into her steaming love-nest. Wonder Woman smiled, a deep, satisfied smile, as Steve fell onto her shoulder in exhaustion. Eventually, he rolled off her and lay flat on his back.

While they had been screwing, Supergirl had taken the opportunity to masturbate to orgasm twice.

The two super-heroines, now merely two sexually satisfied women, pressed against the object of their mutual desire, keeping him warm with their bodies.

"We have to go, you know," Wonder Woman said to Steve after about fifteen minutes. "My invisible plane is parked outside. I promise I'll fly you back to Washington. No side trips back to that island. I swear that will never happen again."

He looked into her deep azure eyes. "Don't worry, Diana, I believe you."

The two put their clothes back on, and Wonder Woman said, "Oh, yes. 'Diana.' There's something I have to do here before we go."

She took out her Golden Lariat of Truth, and placed it around Steve. Supergirl started towards them, but Wonder Woman held out her hand. "Wait, Supergirl, this is something I must do. And you, of all people, understand why I must do it."

She then looked at Steve. "You will fall into a deep sleep, which will last until we get back to Washington. When you wake up, you will remember nothing of this experience, other than that Wonder Woman rescued you from the Cubans and brought you home."

Her eyes twinkled for just a moment. "You will, however, be mindful of showing Wonder Woman a bit more appreciation when she saves you, and perhaps be a little more attentive and friendly towards Diana Prince as well!" As she removed the lariat, Steve immediately fell limply to the floor. Wonder Woman caught him and laid him down.

Supergirl's own green eyes sparkled. "Very good, Diana. I hope you've learned your lesson."

Wonder Woman smiled, "You know that there was no way I could let him leave here knowing my secret identity or remembering what I did to him on that island. But thank you for showing me how foolishly I was acting, Kara. You are wise beyond your young years.

"Say hi to cousin Kal for me."

Supergirl smiled. "I will. We should all be going out on a real adventure soon."

A couple of days later, after Steve and Diana were debriefed at IADC about the Cuban affair, Steve stopped in Diana's office briefly. "Hey, Diana, would you like to grab some dinner and maybe a movie after we knock off for the day?"

Diana acted surprised at the request. "Why, Steve, as long as we've worked together, I don't recall you ever asking me out on anything resembling a 'date'. What's changed your mind?"

"I don't know," he replied. "Maybe since we're both on desk duty for the next couple of weeks - the brass wants to rotate the agents' assignments - I just feel that I would like some company."

Diana smiled coyly. "Well, you know, I'm not exactly Wonder Woman."

Steve replied, "Well, who is? But I know that there is a smart, funny person underneath that staid exterior of yours, and I've just decided I'd like to learn more about her. Is that okay?"

Diana looked at him, and flashed him a bright smile.
Log in or Sign up to continue reading!