My Sidekick Now update

Tim clenched his teeth, heat flaming inside his scrotum. His shaft gave a lurch inside of Karen and then he was shooting his boiling cum deep into her greedy sex.

Karen felt herself filling up, felt his hot semen wash along the tightly clasped walls of her pussy. She cried out in ecstasy with her cunt roiling, milking at his spurting prick, thirsty for the cum he was feeding her. She tore at the side of the bed until her knuckles were white, her head rolling from side to side, her mop of hair flying all around her sweaty face until it nearly masked her.

She rolled her hips up to where Tim’s body laid between her thighs, holding her down, not stopping until she had all of his cum. Like it was the most precious fluid in the world.

They fell asleep that way, Karen splayed out on the bed, Tim on top of her, stranded with his head between her breasts and his hips inside her open thighs. After they awoke, they stayed like that. Tim’s hand rubbed at her ample hip and Karen’s feet played with his.

“You smell funny,” Karen said softly.

“Well, who’s fault is that?” Tim asked her. “You’re the one who came all over me, sweated all over me…”

“Of the two of us, which do you think is more likely to sweat, little man?” Karen retorted.

“Aww, you’re just trying to get me into the shower, aren’t you?”

“Just to make sure you get clean. I know how you teenage boys are with hygiene.”

“Let’s not talk personal appearances. You’re the one who can’t even keep your costume in one piece.”

“And you’re the kind of nerd who worries about clothes when there’s fucking to be done.” She bent her head down to kiss the top of his skull. “You better be nice to me, you fucking punk. You’re gonna get addicted to fucking Kryptonian girls. And then your only options will be me or Supergirl; she’s way too much of a prude to do half the stuff we’ve done.”

“And she’s only a B-cup,” Tim quipped.

“Mmm… there’s something about real size,” Karen moaned leadingly, cupping his prick and balls in her hand.

Tim let out a whooshing breath. “You had me scared for a minute there.”

“What’s so scary about me?” Karen cooed, kissing his shoulder, squeezing his balls. Under her fingertips, she could feel the replenished sperm that filled his scrotum, ready to top off her empty cunt.

“I thought I wasn’t going to get any more of that pussy.”

“You might not,” Karen teased, rolling on top of him, her thighs spread over his slender body. “Maybe I’ll only let you fuck me in the ass. Do you think you could handle that, Tim? Fucking me in the ass? I don’t. I think my pussy is too much for you.”

“I fucked it, didn’t I?” Tim grinned as he pushed his groin upward, rubbing his half-hard cock against her lower belly.

“Mmmm, I let you. Didn’t want to make you feel bad. I know how sensitive you men are about your cocksmanship. But if I wanted to, I could drain you and drain you. Fuck you until you were so worn out, you’d just lay there for a week.”

Before Tim could respond, Karen lifted herself up to straddle him. Her abundant breasts heaved before Tim’s eyes as she hovered over him. She reached behind her back to playfully finger his young balls. His erection tingled as she manipulated him.

“Oh yes,” Karen breathed. “Look at these perfect tits. Feel this fat ass I’ve got parked on top of you. You don’t want to go back to human girls, do you? You just wanna fuck and fuck with this hot Kryptonian whore. And I may just let you, if you can keep up with me. You’ve done good so far, but now I’m going to stop taking it easy on you. I wanna get kinky, motherfucker. Power Girl wants to be very, very kinky.”

Tim reached up to cup her right breast. His hand was dwarfed by the mammary, his fingers sinking into the pillowy flesh until they almost disappeared from view. “I can be kinky,” he said.

“Oh yeah?” Karen flipped her blonde hair out of her eyes. “How would you know how to satisfy a kinky girl like me? I’m the only piece of ass you’ve ever had, you little bitch, and we both know I just used you to get myself off. You little sex toy. You hot little dildo.”

She felt his cock standing upright against her supple buttocks, throbbing with readiness, but Tim swallowed his growing passion. “What do you think I am, some little kid?”

“Do you think you’re a man, just because you fucked me?”

“If I’m not, then what were you begging for last night? Do you get off on little kids fucking you?”

Karen snarled at him, then laughed. She leaned down to kiss him. “No. I don’t. I get off on big, strong men like you fucking me.”

“It’s easy to be big when you keep playing with my balls, Peej.”

“Mm, that’s the way I like my men, Tim. Big. And as long as your sorry ass is addicted to fucking Kryptonian sluts like me, I guess I should take pity on you and let you cock my goddamn brains out,” Karen purred as she moved her head down his body, to lick a warm circle around one of his nipples.

She ran her fingers daintily over his cock. Between her round buttocks, it was stirring, thickening. She reached below it and fondled his balls. As Karen played the pad of her finger along the fleshy seam on the underside of his scrotum, she kissed Tim’s chest, then his lips, then nuzzled her cheek against his as she took hold of his shaft. Pumping it slowly and softly while she orbited Tim’s mouth, kissing him and sliding away over and over again. She dipped her tongue into his mouth and purred in delight when he sucked on it, his tongue stroking hers.

“You do taste sweet, you fuck,” Karen mewled, pulling her mouth away from Tim’s, her lips off of Tim’s. “Does all of you taste that sweet?”

Tim grinned. “Do you really wanna know?”

Karen gave his cock a squeeze. It just kept getting harder and harder. “I already know. I jerked you off, remember? Licked my hand after. It tasted sweet.”

“Maybe that was just you,” Tim whispered back, his eyes hot.

“Do you want me to find out for sure?” Karen cooed at him, okay with acting so deferential to him because it didn’t really matter. She was determined to taste him and she didn’t know one red-blooded male who would say no to her. “You want to put your cock in Power Girl’s mouth and have her suck it? Is that what you want? To treat me like some cocksucking whore? I bet you wouldn’t ask Wonder Woman to suck your cock.”

“If she were here,” Tim teased, “I definitely would.”

“And you think she would suck you?” Karen taunted.

“Maybe. Maybe not. But you will.”

“Oh yeah? What makes you think that?”

“Because you’re kinky. You’re a kinky bitch and you said I could fuck your mouth.”

“I did, didn’t I?” Karen squeezed his erection again, looking over her shoulder to see how the cockhead surged. “But you know what that’ll make me, don’t you?”

“A cocksucker,” Tim said, putting his hands on Karen’s hips, lifting her up with a seemingly effortless show of force, though the slender muscles of his biceps stood out from his arms. He set her down on the other side of his prick, its length bobbing up between her thick, creamy thighs. “It would make you a cocksucker.”

“Is that how you think of Power Girl, the role model, the feminist icon? Do you think she’s a cocksucker?”

Tim put his hands on her head now, pulling her down, his cock straining, his abs corded, all of him wanting to feel the inside of Karen’s mouth, wanting to feel it where he was most sensitive. “If you’re not, I’m going to make you one.”

“Oh yeah?” Karen breathed, kissing his navel when she bent over. Dipping her tongue into it. “Are you going to fuck my mouth, Tim? Are you going to fuck me in my mouth like you fucked me in my cunt? Because that won’t make me a cocksucker. That’ll just make me your cock holster.”

“You’ll suck it,” Tim promised her.

She laid down on her belly between Tim’s opening legs, drawing her face down against his quavering shaft in all its hardness. Her cheeks rubbed against its stiffness like she had when she’d been kissing Tim’s lips, but though she puckered her lips, she didn’t do more than brush them against Tim’s glans. For now.

“Are you going to dominate me?” Karen asked. “Or am I just that much of a slut, that if you put a big dick in my mouth, I’ll suck it. That’s what a cocksucker is, you know. A dirty little bitch who can’t help herself when she sees a nice… fat… prick.”

“Maybe all Kryptonians are like that,” Tim suggested. “Maybe that’s why I’m going to be addicted to fucking Kryptonians.”

“Maybe so. Or maybe it’s just me. Maybe I just really, really like cum. Especially hot cum. Is your cum nice and hot, Tim?” She bowed her head to kiss his bloated balls. “Is that what’s in here? Lots of nice, hot cum for Power Girl? Because if I like your cum, I won’t be satisfied with just a little. I’ll want you to come down my throat until I’m fucking full. Until I’m not just a cock holster or a cocksucker. Until I’m a cum dumpster. Can you do that to me, bitch? Can you make your damn, dirty cum dumpster?”

“It’s either that,” Tim hissed, “or I’m coming right in that pretty face!”

He pushed at her head and Karen resisted, just to stress him, but slowly gave in, letting herself get closer and closer to his prick. She stuck her tongue out, running it over his glans to taste his precum. Her pink tongue swirled over his knob.

Karen purred softly as he gave her more to taste, her pussy heating up with his cockhead seething into her mouth. She kissed its tip, than rubbed her moist lips against all of the engorged bellend, feeling how smooth she’d made it with her twirling tongue.