She was going to nip this one in the bud. It had been a rough few months for the powerful Maiden of Might. Ever since two kilos of Kryptonite were stolen from the St. Petersburg storage facility in Russia,
She was being confronted over and over again by Kryptonite brandishing adversaries. She was well aware of the fact that she shouldn't even be alive anymore, as several of the criminals came dangerously close to succeeding. Now all but one hundred grams had been recovered and safely stored in US storage facilities. She was confident that this too would be found shortly, but now she had other matters to attend to.
A criminal named eyekyu approached an undercover cop looking to buy some Kryptonite. She was naturally informed and was on her way to have a "talk" with Mr. Eyekyu who was obviously not living up to his name. She was happy he was a man. She never had any trouble defeating the men. It is the woman who have given her the greatest amount of trouble.
She crashed into the room and went in to her power stance. "So, you're Eyekyu! I hear you've been looking to pick a fight with me. I guess that makes you Eyekyu deficient!"
"Supergirl! How nice it is to make your acquaintance. I've been expecting you." He lifted a strange futuristic looking weapon and aimed it at Supergirl. She did not move. She stayed in her power stance. There was nothing this man could do to hurt her. Eyekyu squeezed the trigger and the weapon emitted a twin beam which impacted against Supergirl's magnificent breasts.
"Do you really think that you silly little weapons can have any.....any ef..effect on S....S...Supergirl?" She completed the sentence with great difficulty. She felt a foreign presence enter her brain and attempt to take control.
She suddenly became aware of the fact that her nipples were rock hard.
Harder than she had ever felt them before. They began to tingle. She felt the need to caress them but would not do that in front of any adversary, much less a male one. To her horror, she felt her hands being drawn to her breasts. She tried to stop them, but it was to no avail.
Her hands attached themselves to her now aching breasts and began to caress, massage, and rub her fabulous breasts vigorously. She wanted to stop but could not. It felt fantastic. No matter what she tried, she could not pry her hands off her breasts. They continued to knead her breasts like dough, caress them like a precious object, massage them vigorously, and tweak her nipples teasingly. She was out of control. Her mouth was open in an obscene "O" and she was clearly enjoying herself despite her sincere attempts to disengage. She was hornier than she had ever been in her life. Not a good situation to be in at this point. Her pussy was now sopping wet. Her engorged clitoris was aching for stimulation, but she would not give in. She was Supergirl, and whatever sinister mind controlling devices were being used against her, she would not give in.
She had no choice. She had to give in but her hands would not disengage from her breasts. Her pussy was about to explode, but there was no relief. The indestructible thin strip of blue fabric between her legs was soaking wet. Her love juices flowed uncontrollably down her inner thighs, all the while she continued to work on her magnificent breasts. She felt as if she would explode into an orgasm at the slightest stimulation down there, but there was none. She was going nuts. She was loosing it with horniness. Her powerful, beautiful legs could no longer support her, and she fell to her knees.
She was still unable to stop stimulating her breasts and it was driving her mad. The foreign presence now controlling her mind made her focus entirely on her breasts and pussy. She was hornier than anyone ever imagined possible, yet there was no relief. Only an acceleration of sexual stimulation from which there was no release. She was becoming weaker. She could no longer stand on her knees and fell flat on her back. Her hands were still attached to her tremendous tits. Her majestic "S" logo was continuously distorted by her hands which roamed involuntarily over her breasts. Her pussy ached. It needed attention. She needed release, yet Supergirl's hands were still attached to her breasts.
She looked on as Eyekyu took a lead jar and opened it. She immediately felt the deadly effects of Kryptonite, yet it hardly worsened her situation. Or so she thought.
She watched in horror as he dropped his pants exposing his erect and throbbing member. Despite his being attractive and her intense state of sexual arousal, she did not welcome this development. She was Supergirl and no one did this to her! She knew he would never be able to get it passed her super lips. To her dismay, he reached into the lead jar with his fingers, and when he pulled them out, they were covered in a green cream. Kryptonic cream. Her heart sank as her rubbed it all over his steel like erection. He was going to do it, and there was nothing she could do.
"NO!" she pleaded weakly. "N..no.....please......no."
He paid no attention as her positioned himself above her. He moved the soaked thin blue strip of indestructible fabric to the side and entered her in one swift thrust.
Her body exploded!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!" She bucked and heaved wildly and uncontrollably and her pussy finally got the attention it so desperately needed. She squeezed her breasts mercilessly as an unfathomable and unsubsiding orgasm ravaged her body.
He was thrusting away at a strong and steady pace. Pump fucking her. Pump fucking Supergirl.
She was powerless to resist. Her orgasm was relentless. It would not stop. The presence controlling her mind was enhancing the sensations, forcing her to cooperate despite her unwillingness. Her hands were no longer attached to her breasts and now alternated between being wrapped around his chest and roaming down to rub her clit silly as he continued to pound away. She was helpless, powerless, and on the receiving end of a hard pounding fuck of epic proportions. Her orgasm had not subsided from the moment he entered her. She was becoming weaker and weaker with each massive thrust. After a while she just lay there and could do nothing other than shake her head from side to side in combination of despair and arousal. Her eyes were closed and her mouthed was still pursed in that seductive and obscene "O." Her massive chest heaved in response to each ram rodding thrust. She was completely powerless. He kept on going and going. He was now picking up the pace as he approached an orgasm of his own. Her chest was no longer heaving. She was too weak. He was now ramming her with the strength and speed of a sledgehammer. His body tightened as he exploded within her. She would consider that the ultimate humiliation, but she had been gone by then. Her body collapsed as a result of a sexual overload, the Kryptonite, and the foreign presence which essentially just shut down her mind. It was all over. She would have been horrified had she seen that huge satiated smile she had on her face.
The end