SHORT STORY: Superman Sex!
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Sometimes I wonder why I always feel the need to isolate myself. I have friends, yes, also acquaintances and obviously, I have relatives too, but it almost seems that they are ephemeral people in my life, replaceable, not at all determinant in the big problem that turns out to be my happiness and emotional well-being.
I share with them and I don’t have a bad time, but eventually, I want to go home or go to the movies alone or read some good book. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have mental problems or suffer from anxiety or any of those things. I just have a little trouble sustaining long-term relationships with people. And that applies to the sentimental and sexual as well.
However, today, right now I’m in the Delhi Metro on my way to work and I couldn’t help but stare at a guy sitting diagonally to my position. I am starting to worry as the attraction is such that I can’t take my eyes off him. “For God’s sake, Anushka, stop looking at that man.” I’ve said to myself about five times already. An old woman next to me has noticed my attitude and smiled as if in support. Maybe my situation has reminded her of some event from her teenage years, I’m not sure.
At a certain point, the man also sees me and I feel that the world could swallow me up at any moment and that would be fine. However, even with the guy staring at me, I can’t take my eyes off him. That’s when I realize how much that this man resembles Clark Kent. No, Kent, the true identity of Superman. He smiled at me and continued reading his book. I was trying to hide, but I couldn’t stop looking at his muscular body, his face.
I was having very strong mixed feelings, on the one hand, I was sentimentally attracted to the guy, I thought about wanting to meet him and try something nice with him. But on the other hand, I was also starting to get very horny, I felt my pussy getting wet and I also felt the need to move. I thought about approaching him and talking to him but when I was about to take the step, my stop had come, I just couldn’t keep prolonging the moment.
I looked at him one last time, he looked at me again, and then I got off the subway, watching him walk away from me. That day at work was lousy… I simply could not concentrate on anything but that handsome man I had seen on the subway.
My boss noticed my extreme level of distraction and, approaching me, asked me what was wrong with me, to which I replied, lying to him, that I had a lot of problems at home and it was impossible for me not to think of a way to solve them.
MY boss, being very sensible, told me to take the day, to go home and try to sort out my thoughts. I felt really bad about that, but I took him up on the offer. On the way home I stopped at a park and had an ice cream.
I was desperately trying to get that man out of my head. I didn’t even know his name. When I got home and after cooking, night had fallen, I was feeling a little mentally tired and decided to go to bed early. Thinking about the situation I had experienced in the subway, and fighting the urge to masturbate because it didn’t seem decent to do so, I fell asleep…
Suddenly, something woke me up, someone knocked on the door and I was immediately alarmed but, without knowing why, I got up, went to the door and opened it. There he was, it was the guy from the Metro, it was Clark Kent with a briefcase in his hands. Without me being able to do anything, he came in, grabbed me by the shoulders, and started kissing me passionately.
The movements of his tongue inside my mouth began to drive me crazy, I lost control and took my hands to his manhood, which was already hard under his pants. He grabbed me and took me to the bed where he stripped me of my clothes and roughly ripped them off. Then he pulled off his pole. and, holding me by the nape of my neck, thrust it into my mouth, beginning to move his pelvis, first slowly and then with unbridled momentum.
My eyes turned white as my tongue darted out of my mouth, caressing the underside of the tip of his cock. After a few minutes, he cum in my mouth, spurting out a big load. That’s when after pulling. out of my mouth, “Hold still, spread your arms up and open your legs.” He whispered in my ear as my pussy dripped a mixture of my fluids with his cum.
From the briefcase, he pulls out straps intertwined with leather chains and bracelets. *Oh my Fucking God!… Superman is using Christian Grey’s skills* was the first thing that came to my mind and I liked it, I was hornier than ever before in my life.
He quickly began to tie me up and then put his hand on my neck, choking me as he slowly stimulated my clitoris with his index finger. I felt like I would lose my sanity at any moment. My body was so tense from the restraints that I could not wriggle as I wanted to. Lust was taking over my senses and my sanity was clouded by pleasure.
Suddenly he began to direct his erect, throbbing manhood straight into my wet pussy. He slowly pushed the tip in first, as I let out a deep moan. Immediately after, he pulled the tip of his schlong out of my pussy, put a ball gag on me, and, just before he penetrated me again with his cock, he pulled his suit shirt wide open, revealing the big S on his chest.
*He… he really is Superman. Superman is fucking me with his big dick!* I thought, feeling in heaven with every hard thrust I received. Each movement crashed my uterus with impetus, generating an indescribable sensation of pain and pleasure that was making me lose my mind.
My limbs could not give more, my body did not react, I could only feel pleasure and enjoy it like never before in my life. He began to look like he was about to cum, the speed of the movement of his waist suddenly increased as he held me with his big hands around my waist, then he slapped me a couple of times with both hands while he let out slight moans of a man and looked at me lewdly.
Seconds later, we both climaxed at the same time and with the same indescribable intensity. By the time I was able to regain control over my actions, I could not speak.
He found himself releasing me from my restraints, started walking towards the bedroom door, and walked out through it, slamming the door hard. It was the sound generated by that knock that revealed the reality to me…
I had already awakened and my panties are soaking wet!!
