A Supergirl Fantasy

By Barnabus

(M/F, consensual sex)

SUBJECT:

A real life Supergirl fantasy. His fantasy, told from HER point of view.

WARNING:

This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature, including graphic descriptions of consensual, "vanilla" sex. If you find such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass this story for one more suitable for you.

Supergirl is copyrighted, trademarked, and owned by DC Comics. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is written for enjoyment and entertainment purposes only, and no commercial profit is expected to be made from it. It may be copied for personal use or for posting on other sites, provided the sites are free sites . . . it may NOT be posted on any site that requires a "membership fee" of any kind. Posting is permitted a site where 'adult verification services' are used, provided they only cost a few dollars a year for access to many sites, (the way Adultcheck used to be), but posting is prohibited on any "Adultcheck Gold" site, which requires much more money.

Birth control is used in this story, because in 'real life' every reasonable adult should know that he or she should behave responsibly when participating in sexual activities and he or she wishes to avoid unwanted conception and the spread of disease.

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I stepped into the doorway and gazed at him. He was in a double bed, sitting up and reading. Looking up from his book, he saw me, and after a moment's hesitation, he recognized my costume.

"Supergirl?" He asked.

"In the flesh!" I answered assuming the classic Supergirl Power Stance, hands on hips, feet slightly spread, breasts (what there was of them) jutting out.

"And I'm here to arrest you for all of your crimes and misdeeds," I completed.

He glanced around the room. "If I wanted to, I could escape through the window. Do you think you're fast enough to stop me?

"You're on the second floor! I don't think the window is a viable option, even if you were fast enough to get out of it."

"I suppose you're right." He answered, slipping his feet out of the bed and putting on his slippers. "I guess I'm your prisoner. You caught me fair and square."

"Of course you realize that you would never be able to overpower the Girl of Steel!" I reminded him as he started around the bed.

He hesitated. "I guess that's right. A 'fair fight' between me and Supergirl wouldn't be fair at all. Supergirl is always stronger, isn't she."

I smirked and nodded my head, knowing that he wouldn't give me any resistance.

"Oh, but before I go with you," he added, almost as an afterthought, there is something I'd like to show you."

These villains are so clever. What does he have in mind? I watched him with suspicion as he crossed the room to the dresser. "Use of any weapons against me would be futile!" I reminded him.

He nodded absently as he opened a small box on top of the dresser and rummaged through it.

Finding what he was seeking, he drew out a pendant, a small green stone on a metal chain.

"I know there is no way to fight you and win, Supergirl," he responded as he turned to me and approached me. "I just wanted to show you this." He held up the necklace dangling the pendant. "Do you know what it is?"

"It's a necklace, a piece of jade on a chain," I answered as he drew up before, me dangling the stone before my eyes.

"It may look like jade, but it's really Kryptonite!" he answered and he moved his hand so that the stone was lying against my chest.

Kryptonite! I gasped and felt my knees go weak. I backed away from him, but I missed the door and was suddenly in a corner. All the time, this villain kept the pendant lying against my chest. Raising my arm, I tried to push his hand away, but he caught my wrist and held it.

"When exposed to Kryptonite, Supergirl becomes helpless, remember?" He gloated at me. My hand dropped to my side and I was powerless to resist him. He fastened the pendant around my neck and the stone remained in contact with my chest.

"Now, Supergirl, you are MY prisoner!" he reveled in his victory. "Now, I'd like to get better aquatinted with you, Supergirl,” he leered as he pressed me deeper into the corner. His hand slid down my body and cupped my breast, and I moaned, unable to resist, as he tweaked my nipple. Rolling my nipple between his fingers sent flashes of erotic pleasure throughout my body, and my eyes dropped to watch his fingers. There was a definite damp spot forming on my blouse where he was manipulating me.

"Oh, my milk!" I gasped, wide-eyed.

He looked down and murmured, "Yes, I see."

His hand slid down to the yellow sash at my waist, fumbling, looking for the fastening. I struggled to push him away. When this proved ineffective, I grabbed for his hand that was tearing at my yellow sash. I was too late, as the sash came loose and fell to the floor. Immediately, his hand found its way upward and inside my top to grope my unprotected breasts.

"Release me, villain!" I screamed, trying to pull his hand out from under my top.

"I'll release you when I'm through with you," he gloated. He retracted his hand and immediately reached down and scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed. Dropping on the bed with me, falling beside me and pinning one arm to the mattress beneath his body. He captured my other hand and pinned it above my head. Then he raised my red skirt and pawed me through my blue satin panties.

"You can't do this to me!" I shouted at him. "I'm Supergirl!" and I tried to twist away from him. His weight pinned me to the bed, and he began pulling my panties downward past my knees and soon they were gone. His hand returned to my privates.

"You're super-toy," he replied. "And I like playing with my toys!"

I twisted, but suddenly his fingers touched a magic place and I was suddenly paralyzed. "Don't - - - don't - - - -don't - - -" I gasped, but at the same moments my legs were relaxing and spreading to grant him access. Keeping his thumb in place, his fingers searched further, eliciting a moan from me.

Suddenly his hand left my lower regions and I was confused, and suddenly felt abandoned. He pushed my blue top upward revealing my naked breasts, and his mouth immediately clamped on my large, extended nipple and he started sucking without preamble. Almost immediately, I felt the milk beginning to flow.

Ineffectually, I beat my fists against him and tried to push him away. After two or three swallows, he switched to the other nipple and sipped a couple of more times. Meanwhile, his hand slid down passing my belly button and he cupped me, massaging me, working me into a panting state of arousal.

I squirmed and moaned as he kissed his way downwards, pressing his knee between my thighs. Soon he was kissing my sex and his hot breath raised me to an even more excited state.

I heard a tearing sound and knew he was putting on a condom. Could Supergirl allow herself to be defeated in such an ignominious fashion? His tongue caressed me, and I stifled a loud gasp. Positioning himself between my legs, he began moving upwards, kissing my body as he progressed upward. I knew that once his mouth reached mine, I would no longer be able to protect my virtue. He

paused as he kissed my breasts and nipples to leer as he watched me squirm beneath his weight, my hands ineffectively trying to push him away.

Grabbing my wrists, he pinned them beside my head and hovered above me, his hips still firmly ensconced between my legs. Gazing down at me with a Cheshire Cat grin, he positioned himself to enter me. I felt the head of his member pressing against my entrance and I turned to jelly.

"It will be a pleasure to take Supergirl." he gloated. "And in my own bed as well!"

He pressed the head of his member into my sex. I moaned as he entered me, but my body was well prepared for him He began slow, deliberate thrusts, which became more urgent and lowered his weight until he was cushioned on top of me. Somehow my wrists were released.

I clawed my fingers into his back, under his pajamas and urged him deeper, meeting his urgent thrusts with my own and biting my lip to keep from screaming in ecstasy.

"And - - - uhhh - - - what was - - - the crime - - -yooooou - - - were arresting - - - - me - - - for- - - ?" he gasped between thrusts.

"Anyone - - - who - - - makes me feel - - - this -- - - gooooooood - -" I moaned, "- - - has - - - to be - - - doing something - - - il- - - - eeeeeee - - - eeeeeeeee - - - Ahhhhhhhrrrrrggggggggg - - - - eeeeeeee!" Rational thought ended and pure orgasmic bliss flowed through every fiber of my being. So engrossed with my own orgasm, I was just barely aware of his climax as seed poured from him into

me. We surged together, as we both gloried in a magnificent simultaneous climax.

Surely, this had to be the greatest pleasure a woman could endure.

EPILOG

He rolled off of me and put his arm around me, giving a contented sigh. He kept his arm around me.

As my breath began to return, I asked, "Is that enough?"

His face took on a really stupid looking smile and he sighed, "Ooooooh yeeeesssss!" and he pulled me closer to him. I put my arms around him and pressed him to me.

"So how does it feel to know that you've just nailed Supergirl?" I asked.

He gave a moan of pleasure. "Pretty good! Preeeettty darn good!" He sighed, pulling me closer to him.

There was a muffled wail. Both of us stiffened.

"Wait a minute," I whispered. Neither of us breathed. Then the wail was repeated, more insistently, and with more purpose.

"At least she waited till we were finished," he whispered. "You stay in bed. I'll get her."

I nodded as he drew himself to the side of the bed and pulled up his pajamas. He paused at a closet and threw me a terrycloth robe before disappearing down the hall. I turned the light off to darken the room and slipped the red skirt and blue top off, dropping them on the floor. The red boots quickly followed. My panties were long gone and the yellow sash was still in the corner. I swaddled my loins with a cloth diaper. Then, after pulling on the robe, I arranged the pillows so I could sit up and lean against the headboard. Almost as an afterthought, I took off the pendant and put it on the end table, just to be safe.

A moment later, he reappeared in the doorway with our beautiful little girl in his arms. He brought her to me and lovingly placed her in my arms and watched attentively as I cooed to the child and raised her to my breast where she immediately found my nipple and started feeding. His fascination with watching our baby suckle at my breast never seemed to end.

After a moment, he returned to his side of the bed and slipped under the sheets, scooting closer to me to cuddle and put is arm around me. I put my free arm around his head and pressed his face to my side.

"That was gooooood, Honey," he whispered. "Reeeeeaal gooood!" Already he was dozing off. "You can be Supergirl any time you want to be! I REALLY enjoyed that!"

Holding my baby to my breast and my man to my side, I wondered if there could be a more perfect world that this. She cooed and gurgled. His breathing deepened and became more regular.

The end

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