The Superboy Shuffle update

While her husband rested, Kory treated herself to some sunbathing out in the yard. The compound’s shields protected her from the worst of the cold and she still felt warm from the fuck, so much so that she thought she would very much like to masturbate as she showered. For a long time, she’d had to content herself with that. Now, it would be a pleasant change of pace from what she and her husband had been doing.

She returned inside and was surprised to find that Kon-El was already up. Her husband stood in the middle of the living room, a shocked expression gracing his face as he saw Kory with absolutely nothing on. Kory put up the music unit that she’d been listening to as she tanned and walked boldly up to Kon-El.

“Hello, husband,” she said breezily. “Enjoying the sight of what I look like when you haven’t stuffed me full of your cum?”

He was too stunned to say anything. He just looked at her succulent nudity; his jaw dropped open, seeing the twitching wetness of her pussy announcing her lust to the world.

“Why are you looking at my cunt like that, Kon-El?” Kory asked, feeling absolutely vixenish with his eyes on her. “Don’t you know by now what it looks like when my hot little pussy wants to fuck?”

“You… want to… to do that?” Kon-El asked hoarsely.

“Of course!” Kory replied. “I really enjoyed the last time we did it. And I could tell you did too. I think we’re going to be doing it lots more from now on. In fact, I think we should try for children. We would have the most glorious children, don’t you think?”

Kon-El licked his lips, looking at his wife nervously. Had he and Kory made love physically? He couldn’t recall. He’d been so busy with work lately, everything so hectic, that it was possible he could’ve done so without now remembering it. After all, seeing Kory’s nakedness now, his erection stretched the inseam of his bodysuit. Kory drew closer to him, actually touching him—squeezing and fondling his swelling cock inside his clothes.

“But my husband, the most important thing is that I’m horny. Very horny. Last time, you ate my pussy and fucked my mouth, but Kon-El, you fingered my asshole so little! I’m still so horny down there. I need your big cock in my ass.”

“You… you’re an animal!” Kon-El whispered, incensed. “A horny little savage!”

Kory giggled and got down on her hands and knees. “Yes. Your hot horny bitch to fuck whenever you want!” She dropped her shoulders and lifted her curvaceous ass, letting him see her dripping slit, the throbbing pink circle of her anus. “And wherever you want. If you don’t want my ass, that’s fine. Fuck my pussy and breed me. I’ll come no matter what!”

Kon-El’s erection throbbed harder than ever. It puzzled him that she was so eager. It just didn’t make any sense. Wasn’t sex mostly for male gratification anyway? Wasn’t he being polite in sparing her that onerous task? He had urges that crept up on him occasionally and needed to be filled, but that was easily channeled into bouts of manual relief. He couldn’t believe Kory was now insisting that she be given this duty. 

Masturbation once a week was ample, more than ample—he sometimes forgot about his primitive breeding urge for weeks on end. He couldn’t understand why Kory now seemed to invite that urge. It reminded him of times when one shared look brought on his need. That worried Kon-El a little. Was Kory’s whole race this primitive or was she just some sort of pervert? 

He supposed he’d just have to do as she wished and allow her to deal with his breeding urges. It was logical, insofar as she seemed to enjoy provoking them in him. Kon-El shed his bodysuit, took his manhood in hand, and guided himself into the appropriate receptacle as though he were volunteering a genetic sample. Kory, though, was far more receptive than any mechanism Kon-El had ever encountered.

“Oh yes! X’Hal! This hot horny bitch loves being fucked hard!”

So Kon-El fucked her harder. He had to. He couldn’t allow this little alien whore to seduce him, to think he was a primitive savage like her. He was a detached, rational intellectual, but he was discovering new lines of thought he’d never dreamed of as he fucked Kory’s whore brain out. 

It somehow seemed to add to the satisfaction of the mating if he smacked her dirty ass with his hand as he fucked her. Could this be a part of the mating session that, in Krypton’s primordial days, might’ve encouraged further breeding and propagation by adding to the sexual pleasure of the biological process? He would have to investigate further. It was an entirely new field of study. But then, what was the point of the anal sex? It was obviously counterintuitive to furthering the species. So why did both he and Kory seem to enjoy him spanking her ass, getting her really hot and wet, and then ass-fucking her?

Maybe she was just a dirty, dirty whore. After all, he hadn’t really wanted to fuck her, no matter how delightfully beautiful she was, until he had seen how much of a slut she really was. Now he couldn’t possibly pass up this chance to drive his cock all the way into her bowels and investigate the appeal of primitive sex rites for himself. 

He did wonder, though, how many times an advanced intellect such as his own could find itself suborned to the mating instinct. Already, he had found himself driven to breed his wife three times, though it seemed obvious she had been impregnated by now. And yet, no sooner had she washed off the fluids of their last mating then he saw her and was driven to breed her again. With Kory, of course, being such a dirty little primitive that she enjoyed it as much as ever. 

Kon-El wondered if he might suggest this field of study to others, for additional experimental data. Many of his fellow Kryptonians had married Tamaranians; he wondered if they would replicate his findings, given they ascertained that their mates were such hot alien sluts like Kory was. It would be invaluable to know if male Tamaranians and female Kryptonians found the same benefits in breeding attempts. Perhaps, with Kory’s permission, he might record and display holograms of their mock breedings. That would certainly dispel flawed notions such as he’d had, that Tamaranians wouldn’t enjoy dealing with the Kryptonian mating urge.

Of course, it should remain private just what a dirty slut Koriand’r was, given the embarrassment it might present to the royal family. Perhaps if she were gagged…? Given how she’d enjoyed his attempts to restrain her when he thought she was going into convulsions—before she’d emitted certain fluids onto him—she might equally welcome… well, who knew? 

With Krypton’s great advances in science and technology, there was no telling how much the burdensome task of relieving the mating urge might be reduced. It could be made quite pleasant, with the manufacture of certain tools to make easier actions such as smacking Kory’s whore ass or twisting the engorged nipples as she’d tediously had to do herself in the height of passion. 

And given how much Kory seemed to enjoy being referred to as a ‘horny little savage,’ it would be interesting to see what other word choices might add to the benefits of the physical act by its lonesome. He quite enjoyed how she cried out “X’Hal!” in moments of extreme physicality, as well as the way she referred to him as her husband while requesting additional stimulation. 

The only problem he foresaw was ceasing the mating experiment with enough energy left over to attend to the documentation. Perhaps if they brought in others to watch and collaborate. When he suggested the idea to Kory, she seemed so enthused about the idea that it actually proved beneficial to the mating. It seemed that she had some Tamaranian friends who were doing research along similar lines.

Perhaps it was that the Tamaranians were not at all as unscientific as they appeared at first glance.

***

Earth-3

Lucy Lane awakened feeling very horny, even hotter than she usually was. She was so hot that when her eyes opened, she thought she’d see her pussy glowing red. Either she’d just had a wet dream or, after last night’s sex, her body had recovered enough to pick up where it had left off, with interest.

Lucy got out of bed. She admired her nudity in the mirror. Ever since she’d gotten her superpowers, the first thing she wanted to see in the morning was how good she looked. Her pussy was burning, wetness gleaming on her inner thighs. Lucy held up her supple breasts, giving them a squeeze that made her moan softly when the pressure hit her nipples. Yes, she definitely needed a fuck. Where the hell was her Ultraboy?

It was only eleven, an hour or so before she and Kon usually woke up. Lucy still trotted to Kon’s room and flung open the door. When she needed him, she needed him.

Kon was resting on his back, sleeping in his usual stupor, the bedsheet crumpled at the foot of the bed. It delighted Lucy to see that her Ultraboy had an enormous, throbbing erection for her, even in his sleep. His big cock towered over his belly, the knob bloated and dripping precum as it twitched.

Her own pussy pounding with the same intensity she could see in every corded inch of Kon’s hard-on, Lucy hopped across the room and knelt before the bed. She rubbed her palm on her naked sex to get it nice and wet, then wrapped her fingers tightly around Kon’s stiff member.

“Mmmm,” Lucy moaned—it was hot and hard, just like a man’s cock should be around her. Lucy made Kon moan too, lightly caressing his aching prick, sliding the loose foreskin around as she milked his shaft. The drops of precum he shed soon covered his glans, making Lucy’s mouth water.

“Ggh,” Kon muttered in his sleep, shifting slightly. “Kory… unnnn…”

Lucy grinned fiendishly. So he was dreaming of that whore Starfire? Maybe she’d let him fuck her. Or maybe she’d kill the bitch. Even a Tamaranian princess wasn’t a match for her power. At any rate, hearing Kon moan someone else’s name made Lucy feel good, like she was stealing him away from another woman. 

She extended her tongue and ran it in a circle around the crown of Kon’s manhood. Her licking tongue pushed his stiff prick around, leaving it wavering over his hairy belly. Droplets of his precum fell from his cockhead, dripping into his body hair. Lucy couldn’t control herself any longer—not when his sweet seed was going to waste. She opened her mouth wide and stuffed her Superboy’s prick right into her mouth.

Kon woke up feeling the steamy pressure of her mouth caressing his manhood, cajoling it into greater hardness than a wet dream ever could, but Lucy didn’t care one way or the other. She puckered her cheeks and sucked Kon’s prick hard, groaning as her mouth was filled with the salty taste of his arousal.

More precum was seeping out of his knob, flowing from him in preparation for the main event. It made Lucy hornier than ever, realizing he was going to come. She wrapped her hand around the base of his fat cock and stroked it—both sucking on his bellend and jacking off his shaft. The bedroom filled with the smacks of her jerking hand on his loins and the slurps of her devouring his cockhead.

“Mmmmph… whatttta…” Kon’s eyes fluttered as consciousness made its way to him through his pleasure. It took him a long moment to place the face of Lois Lane’s sister—especially when it was wrapped around his cock. “Lucy!?”

Lucy came off of his glans with precum dripping from her lower lip. “Morning, Ultraboy.” She leaned down to lick her own saliva from the cleft under Kon’s cockhead. It tasted pleasingly of his precum. “I decided I’d have some breakfast. You don’t mind serving breakfast, do you? I don’t know when we actually got to bed last night, but I’m sure you’ve gotten at least a few hours of sleep. Or is that not enough for your balls to get big and bloated again? I know you were dreaming of Kory—that dumb bitch isn’t good for much, but the thought of her should at least have given you plenty of cum to feed to me!”

Kon sighed and dropped his head to the pillow. Another crazy alternate universe. But from the way Lucy was acting, this shameless wantonness was standard operating procedure for ‘Ultraboy’ and her, so he’d just have to grin and bear it. 

Lucy Lane, though. He didn’t know if he’d ever be able to face Lois again. Especially since her baby sister was really good at giving blowjobs. He wondered if it was instinct or if this Lucy Lane just happened to have grown up in the exact circumstances that produced really great cocksuckers.

Cooing with lust, Lucy smacked her lips—again taking his cockhead into her mouth. She badly wanted to drink Ultraboy’s cum, but she also wanted to be fucked. With her customary mischief, Lucy decided to have it both ways, and torture Kon some in the bargain.

She bobbed her head, fucking her throat on Kon’s rock-hard erection. Her cheeks flushed luridly bright with how hard she was sucking him, rhythmically pulling in and bellowing out as she put all the suction she could on Kon’s throbbing prick.

“Holy shit, Lucy!” Kon stiffened, curling his fingers in Lucy’s long raven hair. His hips drove up off the bed, balls ready to explode. “You’re sucking my cock so good—you must really want my cum—here it is, here it—ahhhh!”

His big cock quaked inside her pursed lips, straining forward another half-inch, swelling thicker than ever. A boiling geyser of his cum spurted out, filling Lucy’s mouth with her first taste of his seed.

Holding his semen in her bulging cheeks, Lucy wrapped her thumb and forefinger around his shaft, clamping down on his erection with superhuman force. Kon looked at her in shocked pain as his manhood shook crazily in her grip, unable to release the rest of his load.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing here?” Kon demanded. “The fuck was with that blowjob if you didn’t want me to come!?”

Lucy smiled as she swallowed his cum, moaning audibly as it swirled down her throat to warm her belly with the lingering heat of Kon’s feverish erection. She kept her fingers wrapped tightly around Kon’s manhood, keeping it pumping and jolting in a vain attempt to shoot out the rest of his cum—which made Lucy more aroused than ever. As sweet as Kon’s cum tasted, that big cock would feel even better when it was shooting inside of her cunt.

When she finally let go of his prick, Kon’s rock-hard erection kept jittering spasmodically, as though in a permanent state of trying to spurt cum that was no longer there. But it was most definitely not getting soft. 

Lucy quickly mounted Kon, planting her knees on either side of his hips and holding her cunt above his quivering manhood. With the heat blooming from his engorged cockhead, Lucy felt like it was worshipping her.

"I wanted you to bukkake me, Ultraboy," she explained simply. "I just had to drink some of your cum, but I wanted to make sure you'd stay stiff enough to give me a facial. Too bad it hurt so bad—you wanna get me back, hurt me with that cock! Murder my little cunt!”

Giggling sadistically, Lucy reached down between her tanned thigh and grasped Kon’s erection, cooing when it proved to be pounding harder than ever. She drew its tip up to her own throbbing pussy lips, shuddering as she sheathed him inside her cunt.

“Oooh, can’t stay mad at me, can you Kon? Not when this pussy’s so tight, so nice and tight, but still taking every inch of that fat cock!” She wiggled her ass to help him sink into her pussy, then leaned forward to that her proud breasts swung pendulously over his chest. “I love the way your cock fits in my pussy, Ultraboy! Or doesn’t fit! Oh no, it stretches me… reaches into my belly… fucks me like the Supergirl I am! Fuck me, Ultraboy! Fuck my super-pussy!”