Lady Midnight, Who Me?

By Captain Storyteller

 

Based on Lady Midnight created and owned by Mr. X.

 

Please send all feedback of this story to noname002j@excite.com

 

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Jason Kingsworth, a rich white kid from the upscale side of Delta City drove his brand new red Ferrari into the red light district known as Sugar Town.

 

It was two weeks before his 21st birthday and he thought he would celebrate early by lose his virginity by banging the hottest prostitute he could find.

 

No sooner did Jason’s car pull into Sugar Town and slowed at the first red light, his car was immediately surrounded by the local prostitutes. He felt like a kid in a candy store, not sure what flavor he wanted to try first, but suddenly the adult movie store that he was parked in front exploded in a beautiful fireball and a stunning black woman dressed in purple costume was catapulted through the store window and landed on the hood on Jason’s car.

 

The prostitutes all ran in terror, either from the explosion or knowing that the police would soon be on their doorstep.

 

Jason wanted to get the hell of here himself, but he still had a woman slumped over the hood of his car laying face first. He quickly got of his car and rushed over to pull the mysterious black woman off his vehicle so he could ride off.

 

He would have dumped her off the other side of the road, but as Jason rolled her over and he saw how gorgeous the woman was. She was more beautiful than any of the prostitutes that had been hovering around his car moments ago. True, she was dressed provocatively, wearing something like a purple bathing suit with knee high black leather boots and gloves, with a purple domino mask, but she looked more like a dominatrix than a prostitute.

 

Jason grabbed her arm and flung it around his shoulder and reached under her legs to gallantly hoist her up into his arms. Fortunately the buxom black beauty was light as a feather in Jason’s arms, contributed to the fact that he was very athletic and into heavy exercise.

 

He quickly rushed back over to open car door and threw the unconscious woman into the passenger side seat and hopped into the driver seat and sped off.

 

The red Ferrari did an immediate u-turn and drove for three blocks until Jason pulled over and breathed a sigh of relief as all the police vehicles passed by without stopping, all heading to the burning building.

 

Jason breathed a sigh of relief and looked over at the woman beside him who had her head tilted against her shoulder.

 

“Hey lady, are you okay?” Jason asked as he examined her face and noticed that the woman had received a nasty bruise on the left side of her forehead. His eyes then drifted downward to the rest of her body which was squeezed into the skimpy strange looking one-piece purple bathing suit with straps and buckles that made it look like fetish wear. Then he saw the purple utility belt around her waist and the buckle that had the letters: ‘LM’ embossed on it.

 

“Holly shit, you’re Lady Midnight,” Jason cried out with a broad smile across his face as the light bulb in his head finally popped on.

 

As he said that the beautiful black woman started to stir, her masked eyes fluttered and opened. She moaned softly and touched her bruised forehead. Her head was throbbing in pain and her ears were still ringing from the explosion she had barely escaped from.

 

“Lady Midnight, are you okay?” asked Jason. “Lady M?”

 

“Uhhh… Lady who?” she asked confused.

 

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The following morning at the Kingsworth Estate, Lady Midnight opened her eyes and looked at the purple domino mask resting on the nightstand beside the bed she had slept in.

 

The buxom black woman sat up and pulled the silken sheets away. She picked up the purple domino mask and carried it with her as she climbed out of beautiful queen sized bed and walked over to the full body tri-fold mirror that was placed in the corner of the room. She saw herself dressed in a sheer transparent low cut pink nightgown from France that came midway down her thighs. Jason loaned the lingerie to her the night before, claiming that it belonged to his mother who was away in Italy with his father on a business trip.

 

She studied her face in the mirror, but seeing her reflection in it didn’t jog any memories.

 

There was a knock on the door and Jason’s voice spoke through the door, “Morning Lady M. I heard you walking around from downstairs. I was up all night going through old newspaper articles posted about you on the web. I can’t wait to show you some the things I’ve printed off! Are you decent?”

 

Lady Midnight looked down at the domino mask in her hand and slipped it onto place over her eyes. It made her feel better wearing it, as if she was naked without it, but nothing beyond that.

 

“You may come in,” said Lady Midnight.

 

Jason opened the door and the young dark haired, blue eyed young man stepped in casually dressed in a buttoned long sleeve white shirt and khaki pants and dress shoes.

 

As soon as Jason’s eyes saw Lady Midnight standing there barefoot dressed only in the silky pink nightgown and her domino mask, the sack of papers he had printed off from the printer downstairs slipped out of hand.

 

Lady Midnight smiled and sauntered over to him and knelt down to help pick up the fallen papers.

 

“I.. umm… that you said you were decent,” said Jason blushing slightly as tried to pick up the papers without staring down the front of the low cut nightgown that the ebony skinned woman was wearing… well at least not long enough to get caught.

 

“Sorry Sugar, when you asked I just thought only about my mask on and honestly didn’t give my clothes much thought,” blushed Lady Midnight.

 

“Well if this means that superheroines are more concerned about finding their faces than their bodies,” teased Jason stealing a glance.

 

“Well that would explain the costume,” said Lady Midnight with a slight giggle. “Still... are you sure I’m this Lady Midnight? I mean I could be a cosplayer.”

 

“The only cosplayers in Sugar Town are prostitutes,” said Jason. “And they usually don’t come hurtling out of exploding buildings.”

 

“I suppose not handsome,” said Lady Midnight. “This does bring up an interesting point though... What was a rich boy like you doing in Sugar Town?”

 

“Well.. I.. errr.. Well you see,” Jason struggled to answer. “Would you believe I just out cruising?”

 

Lady Midnight gave him a cold hard stare as if her masked eyes firing a laser beam right through him.

 

“Fine, I’ll tell you the truth,” sighed Jason. “I wanted to lose my virginity before I turned 21, is that really such a crime?!”

 

“It is if you hire a prostitute to do the job,” said Lady Midnight.

 

“Please don’t tell my parents...” pleaded Jason before adding on, “..or the police.”

 

Lady Midnight gave him a stern look and then winked and gave him a smile. “Your secret is safe with me. I’m just surprised that you would even need the services of a prostate, as wealthy and cute you seem to be. I’m surprised the girls aren’t lining up.”

 

“Well, the ones that do are just in love with my wallet,” said Jason. “Money does strange things to girls, they’ll do anything to get into my pants just to steal a baby from me so they can either force me to marry them or sue for half my inheritance! Since I’m not ready for children or marriage, I figured sex with a stranger who didn’t know me would be the way to go.”

 

“You don’t need a prostitute to have sex with a stranger,” said Lady Midnight.

 

“I thought you heroines were all prunes when it came to sex,” said Jason.

 

“I don’t remember for sure, but I hope I’m not a prune when it comes to sex,” said Lady Midnight. “But your first time should be special and you’re right it shouldn’t be with someone who’s only interested in your wallet or your family inherence, but your first time shouldn’t be with whore you have to pay to be with because… well she’s only interested in your wallet too. Your first time should be with someone more down to Earth and who’s equally attracted to you and just as eager to take off her clothes.”

 

Lady Midnight blushed as she the puppy dog look in Jason’s eyes as he was hanging on her every word. She reached over and stroked the side of his face.

 

“Don’t be discouraged, it will happen sooner than you think,” she promised.

 

“So getting back to your situation,” said Jason clearing his throat as picked up the last of the papers. “Have you managed to remember anything since last night?”

 

“I can remember places and locations on a map,” said Lady Midnight as they stood, “The only things I can recall about myself are the little things, like the fact that I’m a Type One Aphrodite and I’m 34 years-old, but nothing beyond that.”

 

“Are you sure,” asked Jason as walked up behind Lady Midnight. “As hot as you are I figured you were still in your late twenties.”

 

“Must be the Aphrodite Gene,” she teased placing her hands on her hips as she gave him a flirty over the shoulder pose. “Sorry.. I’m still not so sure that I’m this great superheroine that you think I am.”

 

“Well here is her.. I mean your photo,” said Jason as he handed a photograph that he found on the internet and printed to the lovely amnesia victim. “It was taken last year after you and Ms. Americana captured Dr. Pervo!”

 

Lady Midnight stood up and studied the picture of the crime-fighter in the photograph. She then walked over and compared it against her own reflection in the mirror. From what she could see it did look just like her, even the costume now resting in a chair by the bed was a perfect match.

 

“Okay sugar.. That really does look like me,” said Lady Midnight as Jason put the papers down on the bed and stepped behind her admiring her long firm ebony legs which up to her nice, round set of hips that was covered by the sheer skirt of the pink nightgown she had on.

 

“I just can’t imagine that I’m one those preachy superheroines, it would be so hypercritical,” Lady Midnight not noticing the way Jason was eyeing her over, “Since one of the few things I know about me is that I love sex and I doubt those preachy supergals ever get any!!”

 

“Maybe Ms. Americana gets its from her enemies,” said Jason moving even closer Lady Midnight, putting a hand on her shoulder and the other on her hip as she stared into the mirror. “I heard that sexy lesbian Nazi Elsa once held her and Flag Girl for three solid weeks, makes you wonder happened to them during their imprisonment.”

 

“Hopefully nothing too unfortunate,” murmured Lady Midnight as felt the bulge in his pants press against her ass.

 

A shiver of arousal ran down Lady Midnight’s spine directly to the center of her core. Her hips bucked on their own accord and she let a soft sigh at the enjoyable sensation tingling in her pussy.

 

“Oh Lady M, if only I was ten years older,” said Jason huskily into her ear.

 

Lady Midnight pulled herself away and turned her back against the mirror, “Sugar.. You know this is wrong.”

 

“I know,” he smiled. “But you’re so..”

 

“I might be married for all I know,” said the masked women. “Who knows who I could be under this mask?”

 

“Sorry Lady M,” said Jason. “Your right, you could be my college teacher for all I know.. although I’m not sure that would be a bad thing.”

 

“Rope it in stud,” suggested Lady Midnight, “And I’ll try and do the same.”

 

“That almost sounds like you were tempted,” said Jason.

 

“Face it Sugar, we sound like a classic romance book,” said Lady Midnight, “A young gallant prince who nurses a heroine with amnesia back to health. What girl doesn’t love that fairytale? I may or may not be this Lady Midnight, but first I need to figure out who’s the woman under the mask. Besides if you did get me pregnant, I doubt your rich snobbish parents would be thrilled to learn that an older black woman from who-knows-where took their son’s cherry.”

 

“My parents may be all about image, but they aren’t total snobs if there’s always a chance you could be a high profile celebrity under that mask,” said Jason.

 

“I don’t know if I should laugh or cry because of that statement,” said Lady Midnight, “Wait, that might be it!! I must wear this mask for a reason, perhaps to protect someone, like you said I could be famous! Maybe if I wasn’t hiding behind it, you could identify me!”

 

Lady Midnight reached for her domino mask and Jason quickly her wrist.

 

“You know you may regret this later,” said Jason.

 

“I have nothing to fear, I can always blackmail you with the knowledge of what you were really doing last night,” said Lady Midnight. “I’m sure your parents would be quite interested to hear what you were doing in Sugar Town.”

 

“Okay unmask away,” said Jason releasing his hand. “Just remember when you get your memories back, don’t hold a grudge and say I didn’t try and stop you!”

 

“Sugar, I know there is a risk involved,” said Lady Midnight, “But I trust you. Please do the honors and remove my mask.”

 

“If that’s what you want,” Jason said as he pinched the purple domino mask and peeled it back and looked upon her face.

 

“Wow Lady M, you’re even more gorgeous than I thought,” he said.

 

“Thanks Sugar, but that’s not the answer I’m looking for,” said Lady Midnight.

 

“Sorry Lady M,” he shrugged giving an apologetic expression.

 

Lady Midnight sighed disappointed. “Well it was worth a try.”

 

“I know Lady M,” said Jason giving her a warm smile. “Or should I say Ms. Angela Grear!”

 

Lady Midnight took a step back as the mention of her name hit her like an oncoming train. Instantly all her forgotten memories snapped back into place.

 

“I.. I remember,” she said overjoyed. “I’m the Assistant District Attorney! I remember everything!”

 

“Yeah, I saw your real name attached to almost all the cases associated to Lady Midnight,” said Jason. “I had suspected that you might be her, but I had discounted that notion when I came across a few photos of both Angela Grear and Lady Midnight together.”

 

“Actually on those occasions it was really just me and Got Chick dressed as Lady Midnight,” said Angela. “It’s important to make people believe that Lady Midnight and Angela Grear are two different people.”

 

Then Lady Midnight rationalized what she had just done, she had compromised her secret identity to a pillaged rich kid she really knew nothing about.

 

Lady Midnight pointed an accusing finger at Jason, “If you ever try to blackmail me Sugar, I’ll--”

 

Angela stopped herself in midsentence and smiled drinking in the mixed confusion on Jason’s face and sultry said, “--I’ll tell your mother who took away your cherry!”

 

Jason took a step back in disbelief as the buxom black woman told him that.

 

“But I thought you said..” Jason said in disbelief.

 

“I know, who I am now,” Angela said taking the purple domino mask back from Jason’s hand and then slipping back into place on her face. “After that explosion I was at my weakest, barely conscious and at the mercy of a stranger. For all your help, Lady Midnight owes you a proper reward and I do remember you telling me you wanted to become a man before turning 21, needlessly to say you already are in my eyes, Sugar.”

 

With that Angela pulled the straps of the pink nightgown off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor at her bare feet.

 

“Oh GOD! What a body!!” cried Jason as his eyes didn’t shy away and loomed over Angela’s massive ebony breasts as she sauntered towards him.

 

He was speechless and just stared at Lady Midnight’s mountain of cleavage as she grabbed his wrists and guided his hands to her soft breasts.

 

“Don’t be shy, I’m totally yours,” she reassured him. “Give the twins a good squeeze.”

 

Jason nodded and obeyed.

 

“They feel so wonderful and natural,” he said softly.

 

“Think that’s wonderful, wait until later when you get to tit fuck them,” giggled Lady Midnight.

 

“Really?” asked Jason.

 

Angela nodded and then pointed a finger at her lips.

 

“Kiss me,” Lady Midnight ordered him. Jason nodded and pressed his lips against Angela’s.

 

As they kissed and explored each other’s mouths with their tongues, Angela undid the buttons on Jason’s shirt and then ripped it open.

 

“Ready for some fun,” asked Angela after their lips parted.

 

Lady Midnight took Jason’s hand and walked the younger man to the bed. She unbuckled his pants and slid them down his legs with his boxers as Jason removed his shirt. Angela then directed him to sit on the foot of the bed and placed her hands on each of his knees and parted his legs to make room for her.

 

Kneeling between Jason’s legs, Lady Midnight felt powerful, primal, like a bitch in heat. She smiled as his young hands reached up to skim the soft ebony along her hips as slowly gave him a little lap dance before sliding down onto her knees before him.

 

Angela while kneeling between Jason’s spread thighs leaned toward the tip of his young cock to her mouth and planted a soft kiss on it with her full luscious lips.

 

“I’ve never given a blow job to a virgin before,” purred Angela.

 

“I’m surprised that you would want to give me one,” said Jason. “I would have thought you all people would find it degrading.”

 

“Then why do I feel like I have all the power right now,” asked Lady Midnight before she flicked her tongue around the head of the young man’s cock. “

 

“Oh GOD,” he groaned.

 

“You’re so helpless,” Lady Midnight purred, “Poor little rich boy, you can’t stop me from draining your cock of all your millionaire cum.”

 

With that Lady Midnight took his member into her mouth, closing her lips down on the boy’s cock and sucking on it gently. His entire body was trembling in pleasure as she worked her magic on him.

 

Lady Midnight slowly swallowed his cock inch by inch and wrapped her tongue around his shaft and started to bob her head while her hands gripped and held onto Jason’s legs.

 

Jason watched and closed his eyes moments before he jerked suddenly and then gasped softly. He had just unleashed his first ever eruption of cum and seeded it inside the beautiful black woman’s mouth.

 

Angela choked and gagged as she hungrily gulped down Jason’s warm cum.

 

When Lady Midnight had finished sucking Jason’s balls dry, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and licked and kissed the head of it lovingly before sandwiched his shaft between her voluptuous ebony cleavage.

 

Angela squeezed her breasts together and moved them up and down, sending Jason into a state of carnal bliss. She smiled at the head of his cock which was poking out of her cleavage and aimed at her chin.

 

“Where did you learn all this,” Jason asked before dipping his head back and moaning in pleasure. “You’re so good at this..”

 

Knowing how good she was doing, Lady Midnight decided to move faster. The soft texture of Angela’s mounds could feel Jason’s cock pulsating and throbbing. She squeezed her breasts tighter and rubbed her ebony mounds against his white pole while she brought her lips to the tip of his young cock and kissed it.

 

Losing control Jason tried to push Angela away from his cock before he erupted, but he still ended up covering her face and breasts with his cum.

 

“Sorry, I tried to stop myself,” apologized Jason.

 

“No need to be such a gentleman, sex is supposed to be dirty,” said Lady Midnight as she stood up and used her fingers to wipe up Jason’s cum off her face and breasts.

 

She sighed and took in the scent of his hot semen. She looked at her hand and then licked her palm clean and sucked her hand dry as Jason watched.

 

“Your cum has a unique taste,” she told him. “I like it.”

 

“Shit, the condoms are in the other room,” said Jason as Lady Midnight positioned herself to mount her pussy on his manhood.

 

“I hope my monthly pregnancy pill holds up,” said Lady Midnight as she pushed Jason onto his back and climbed on top of him and straddled his legs. She growled, “I want you inside me NOW!!!”

 

Jason had never seen anything so sexy in his life as Lady Midnight rode him like a bronco bull. Her ebony skin was flush with arousal, her dark quarter sized brown nipples were puckered tight as the curls of her long dark hair grazed the tops of her chocolate breasts.

 

“Fuck me and fill me up,” instructed Lady Midnight looking down at him beneath her.

 

After ling his cock up with Angela’s pussy, Jason gripped her hips and sealed the deal of giving Lady Midnight his virginity as he bucked his hips forward and lunged his cock into the folds of her moist pussy.

 

Lady Midnight rode the younger man wildly, driven by her lust to have him. He shot his load into her as their bodies climaxed together again and again.

 

This continued for two more hours, until finally Jason grabbed hold of the back of Angela’s neck and before she could protest, he rolled her underneath him. She parted her ebony legs and the young man sank even closer to her. Now positioned on top, he reentered her pussy again in one smooth move; he smiled and began pounding his cock deep inside her in and out, again and again.

 

With each thrust of Jason’s cock, Lady Midnight rocked her head and moaned loudly like a lioness in heat.

 

“Oh God, your pussy is so TIGHT!!!” cried Jason.

 

“Oh fuck,” cried the masked beauty, “I.. I.. I’m CUMMING!!!!”

 

“So am I,” groaned Jason unloading the last his cum deep inside her womb.

 

When he was finally spent, Jason rolled off Angela onto his back beside her on the bed. Both he and Lady Midnight now stared at the ceiling catching their breaths.

 

“Is it always like that,” asked Jason almost out of breath as he grabbed the bed sheets and pulled the silky cloth overtop of them.

 

“No, you’ll find it different every time,” said Lady Midnight as she snuggled beside the young man resting her head against his chest.

 

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Hours later, Lady Midnight redressed into her skimpy purple one-piece costume and slipped on the black leather arm gloves.

 

Jason had only slipped his boxers back on and sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving the statuesque black woman who had truly made him a man.

 

“I truly wish you didn’t have to go,” said Jason as he watched the ebony crime-fighter sit down and slip her feet one at a time back into her leather boots.

 

“I must, its better that way,” assured Lady Midnight stood back up and grabbed her gadget belt back, quickly wrapping it around her thin waist and snapping the embossed ‘LM’ buckle into place. “I have duties and responsibilities as both Lady Midnight and as Angela Grear. Being a champion of justice truly is a never ending job.”

 

“Do you have any regrets about taking off your mask,” said Jason.

 

“Unless you secretly have plans of becoming a supervillain, I think I’m fine with you knowing who I am,” smiled Lady Midnight. “Just remember to keep your promise.”

 

“Your secret is safe with me,” said Jason.

 

“And make sure you stay away from Sugar Town, I’d hate to be forced to prosecute you one day,” said Lady Midnight. “Besides you deserve better and not because you’re rich.”

 

“Well you know what they say, once you’ve been with an Aphrodite like Lady Midnight, you never go back,” joked Jason.

 

“I want you to have this,” said Lady Midnight as she peeled off her purple domino mask and placed it in Jason’s hand. “I know some of the boys your age like to keep the panties of their ‘conquests,’ but since I don’t wear any under my costume... perhaps this would be a suitable substitute for a souvenir. There is nothing more intimate to a superheroine than her identity.”

 

“Thanks Lady M, but how will you get home unmasked,” asked Jason.

 

“Fear not, I keep a spare in my gadget belt,” smiled Angela.

 

The End.