My Boner Against the Universe – Part 1
My name is John Logan and I am a super hero. 7 years ago I stopped my evil twin brother Sarco from taking over the world. Now I fight crime in secret, defending the world from villains that the normal authorities can't.
Washington DC. Golden Circus Bank
The sun was shining. It was a Monday, 1:00pm. This was one of the oldest independent banks in the country. Civilians were lining up to talk to the tellers and standing at the various tables, filling out forms and writing checks. People were changing their accounts and cashing in late paychecks. The bank wasn't overly crowded today as Monday was generally quite slow. About 20 impatient people were waiting in line to talk to one of the 4 tellers who were on duty.
There was Kelly who started on the job a week ago, Miranda who had been there for years without getting a promotion, Roger who sold pot on the side and Harold their fat manager who was filling in for one of their employees who called in sick. The employee who called in sick was named Martin. Martin was an odd man who enjoyed raping women. Although when he was raping woman it was in his home town in Argentina. Martin gave Miranda and Kelly the creeps whenever he looked at them. No one at the bank knew of his past.
Kelly stood 5 feet tall, had straight shoulder brunette hair. She had small breasts and a petit build.
"What can I help you with today sir?" Kelly asked, putting on her polite smile.
"Ah, yes I'd like to deposit this check." He spoke with a nasally rasp.
"Ok, just a second while I pull up your account…"
"Excuse me?!" Shouted one of two plump middle aged women from behind the man. "Would you hurry up?! We don't have all day!"
"Uh, just a moment mam, I'll be right with you."
The woman tsk'd and turned away. She and her sister were both children of wealthy parents. They were both in their 60's and dressed in fancy out of date clothes that didn't suit their bodies.
"I'm sorry sir, could you please… Uh… Uh…" Kelly became very afraid.
"Miss are you ok?" The man asked before he turned to see what she was looking at.
The large brass doors of the bank flung open. In walked a huge muscular, 7 foot tall man. He had short salt and pepper hair. His face's features resembled a square. He had a thick cigar between his teeth. His body was covered in huge muscles. He was wearing a green tank top that outlined his muscular chest. His arms were bare and barely fit through the door. His hands had big sausage fingers. He looked like a giant soldier. His arms had scars on them, his face was lacking of any emotion.
The atmosphere was quiet until a sudden, loud crackle exploded through the bank; gun fire, followed by screams and yelling. A dozen men holding machine guns ran into the bank shouting for everyone to get on the ground. Panic erupted. Everyone dropped to the floor quivering in fear. The single security guard raised his hands to the air before dropping to his knees. Kelly followed her co-workers lead and dropped to the floor as well. Miranda put her finger to mouth and looked Kelly square in the eyes, she shook her head slowly. Miranda didn't want Kelly to press the silent alarm. She didn't want Kelly to follow the proper procedures. She didn't want Kelly to get them all killed. Kelly turned away from Miranda and took a deep breath. She reached up and pressed the silent alarm before quickly shrinking back into her huddled position.
The large muscular man had moved to the side of the room where he watched his men do their assigned tasks methodically. 2 of them moved around the sides of the room; closing the blinds and locking the doors. 4 other men moved through the people and started taking cellphones and the security guard's gun. 5 others quickly moved to the back of the bank to start dealing with vault to get the money. This all happened simultaneously. The final man seemed nervous. He was smaller than the rest of them, squirrelly even.
They were all dressed in black military gear and had black ski masks on except for the large muscular man who seemed to be in charge.
The final man moved sneakily and slowly to where the tellers were. Kelly could feel him move behind her. She could feel his gaze like he was touching her skin. He was breathing heavy. Kelly turned her head from her huddled position and looked up at him. Something was oddly familiar about him. His eyes. His eyes gave her chills. They reminded her of Martin's eyes.
"Martin!" She suddenly cried before slapping her hand over her mouth, shocked at what she had done.
The snaky man was surprised. He slowly slid his mask off revealing he really was Martin. He was grinning as he tried to look down Kelly's shirt. Martin was a short thin man with greasy black hair.
"Well, well." He laughed wheezily. "If it isn't Kelly my favorite little girl!"
"Martin! What the fuck are you doing?!"
Martin raised his hand to slap her.
"Hey!" Shouted their fat manager as he darted over to them. "Stop that! Please don't hurt us! Just take the money and go Martin." Pleaded Harold.
Martin smiled before slapping Harold to the ground, knocking him unconscious. He began laughing as he kicked the fat manager in the belly. Harold's body jiggled with every kick.
"No! Stop… Please!" Kelly pleaded, she looked like she might cry.
"Martin!" A deep and commanding voice boomed suddenly. "What do you think you are doing?!"
"Uh… Colonel! I was just…" Martin's face became very afraid as he looked up at the large muscular man who was suddenly towering over him.
"You deviated from the plan soldier."
"I'm sorry Colonel, it won't happen again!"
The large scary muscular man turned away from Martin as he stepped towards Kelly. "I am sorry mam, I told him to be on his best behaviour, especially around the ladies." His deep and commanding voice had become as soothing as it could. "We don't really want to hurt anyone, we just the want the money and then we'll go. His face was unchanging. He towered above them with prestige. He reached out his massive hand and helped the poor, little Kelly to her feet.
"Thank you." Kelly murmured.
Wham! He suddenly back hand slapped her to the ground next to her manager. Miranda was frozen huddling with her face down as she listened in horror. Suddenly the Colonel dropped his pants. Martin stepped back to watch. Kelly looked up and gasped as she saw the massive semi-stiff penis coming towards her. She got up on her knees before trying to slide back on her butt. She gasped again as she hit the drawers under the counter. The Colonel loomed over the petit Kelly like a mountain. His dick was 7 inches semi-stiff. The head of his cock hung down to her chin. The Colonel grabbed his dick at the base.
"Ow! Ow!" Kelly yelped. The colonel was slapping her with his dick. "Ow! Ow!" Kelly continued to yelp loudly. She reeled from the pain and her cheeks had become red from the slaps. The Colonel smiled briefly as he continued to slap her with his huge penis. The other hostages listened to them terrified, unable to see. His men continued on with their tasks, business as usual. Martin was grinning sinisterly as he watched.
Suddenly the Colonel stopped slapping her. He grabbed her head and forced two of his big sausage fingers into her mouth holding her teeth apart. Kelly's eyes were wide. She was squirming with fear. With his free hand, the Colonel grabbed his semi-stiff cock and guided it into her open mouth. She gagged and gagged, screaming as it was forced down her throat. As he pulled his cock out it had become rock hard. His dick was now 11 inches long. He removed his fingers, which had tiny indents from her teeth.
Kelly desperately tried to catch her breath until suddenly she was lifted up by her shoulders and carried out into the middle of the room. The other hostages gasped in shock at seeing his massive and exposed dick sticking out from him and the abused girl he was holding. As she was carried her shoes fell off. She was seated on one of the tables, her legs hanging off the edge. She was too afraid to move and in shock.
The Colonel reached out and grabbed the top of her fancy work shirt. He suddenly pulled down, tearing it off of her with ease, bra and all. He dropped the mess of fabric on the ground next to him. She suddenly gasped as she realised her breasts had been exposed. She quickly tried to cover herself with her hands as tears began to well in her eyes.
The Colonel easily pushed her body down as he slid one of his hands under hers and began to massage her small but perky breasts. With his free hand he forcefully and easily removed her tight jeans and panties. She was left completely naked in front of all the strangers who were staring at her shocked and oddly intrigued at what that scary looking man of muscle was doing to her.
The Colonel leaned down and stuck out his long and fat tongue. He firmly licked up and down her slit, parting her lips and coating her with his thick saliva. A gasp of air escaped Kelly's lips as she felt a tickle between her legs begin to grow. Her eyes were clenched tightly as tears fell down her face, running her mascara. The Colonel pulled away and stood up. He brought the head of his dick to her warm pussy. Kelly let out a loud moan as the head of his dick pressed inside her. Suddenly he pressed it all the way in. The Colonel sighed briefly feeling her tight walls expand around him. She could only take about half of it in as it was so big. The Colonel started to hump her, sliding it in and out. His rhythm was fast and constant. His dry expression was unchanging. Kelly cried out, moaning loudly out of disgust and an overwhelming desire to be ravaged.
Suddenly the Colonel, without showing any emotion on his face, pulled out of her completely. He looked down at his pussy juice covered shaft. He spat out a big glob of saliva onto his dick before he slid it into her ass as far as it would go. She cried out in pain before fainting suddenly. His rhythm was slow and relenting. He remained emotionless. Suddenly she woke up again. She began to grunt softly after every thrust. Her hands moved from her breasts to her pussy where she began to rub herself. Tears continued to run down her face.
Martin was standing over two of the hostages, wanking his 5 inch dick feverishly as he watched. The two older and wealthy women below him were quivering in fear.
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Said Martin breathily, over and over.
One of the other men rushed over to the Colonel. "Sir! We're ready to leave. The cops should be here soon."
The Colonel looked over to the man before suddenly smacking him to the ground. Kelly cried out shocked at the calm and remorseless display of violence.
"I'll leave when I'm ready to leave." Announced the Colonel before turning his attention back to the squirming petit girl he was currently anally fucking.
The soldier quickly stood up and saluted him before moving to the window, anxiously awaiting the cops. He gasped as he saw five police cruisers pull up blocking the streets exits on both sides of the bank. "Sir! It's the cops!"
Suddenly the Colonel rammed into her one final time. Cum flooded into her ass hole. He pulled out as she suddenly squirted all over him. She began to sob even harder, unbelieving at what had happened to her. Suddenly the rapist started grunting loudly as he shot his load all over the two older women below him. They both screamed as the hot goo hit them.
The Colonel put his cock away and started towards the doors. One of his men threw him his large cannon like revolver. Its barrel was over a foot long. Its bullets were the size of high density sniper rounds.
His men formed up behind him. He pushed open the large brass doors and walked out into the street, unafraid of the many guns that would soon be centered on him. He walked at an unwavering pace. The cops jumped out of their cruisers and took up defensive positions with their weapons drawn over the hoods and open doors of their cars.
Their getaway vehicle was on the other side of the street. It was a massive, heavy metal plated vehicle, that was disguised as a delivery truck.
"Freeze!" One of the cops yelled.
The Colonel raised his gun to the cops and fired off three shots. Loud booms crackled through the city. One of the officer's arms was shot clean off, spraying the ground with blood. Two shots clanged against the hood of a cop car. Smoke billowed up as a loud whistling sound grew. His other men began spraying the cops with bullets as they all moved towards their vehicle. The cop car exploded sending police flying in every direction.
They finally got to their vehicle. Everyone jumped in the back. They sat along the two lines of seats. The Colonel stepped up and grabbed a handle. He hung out the back as the vehicle shot off down the road. The Vehicle clipped one of the police cars easily pushing it out of the way. The vehicle was massive like the Colonel, stretching 3.5 meters wide.
"What the fuck just happened?!" asked one of the cops.
"We need EMS down here now! We've got heavy casualties and wounded on the scene. The suspects were last seen heading east in a large grey delivery truck down Jameson street. We need back up!"
A cool breeze blew with the soft sounds of the ocean washing up onto the beach. John took a deep breath of the sea air. It had been 7 short years of sexual bliss between John and Melody with the occasional mission of fighting crime. It had been 7 years since John had saved the world from Sarco. Since the horrors that took place there. Since they lost Theodore. It took 7 years to shake those horrors away. John had spent those years lying on the beach, the warm sun beaming down.
He was lying comfortably in a lawn chair on his beach, watching the waves and his sister. Samantha was wearing a black and white poke dot bikini. She was dipping her feet into the cool water. She was in a sort of daze as she walked at a snail's pace along the shore. Her long jet black hair was swaying in the wind, contrasting her pale white skin. Her firm DD breasts barely contained by her skimpy bikini top and her round ass begging to be slapped while I slid my hard dick into her warm, soft and wet pussy. She would moan as her sweet juices run down her legs. She would grunt slightly as I suddenly stuck my thumb into her ass. John sighed as he thought about his twin sister.
Samantha snapped out of her daze and looked over at John. John quickly pretended to sleep. His hands were lying across his crotch, trying to hide his erection. John had become a man. His hair was short, dark and wavy. He still wore glasses. His dick was still 7 inches but it had gotten a little thicker. He had trained and worked out a little. He had a firm and lightly toned body. His skin was slightly tanned from the constant sun. He stood 6 feet tall exactly.
Samantha turned away from him and back into her daze as she stared out to sea. They had a private island that was given to them by Captain Gordon Chase to live out their days on, after they defeated Sarco. John, Melody and Samantha had also been given huge sums of money. Their tropical island was in a secret location near Hawaii.
John opened his eyes and looked back to his sister. He sighed again as he imagined himself being with her. He still loved and lusted for Melody but he occasionally got tired of her and fixated on someone else, in this case it was his sister Samantha, who he'd spent 6 years with on the island. They of course occasionally went to Hawaii for supplies and John and Melody had their sexual flings with the locals.
John stared up at the clouds. Their shapes became him and Samantha. He imagined them both standing on the beach. John turned to her and said "Hey baby, I want to fuck you."
"Oh, John, Blaw blaw blaw, girly romance stuff. Just kiss me won't you." Samantha sighed passionately.
John grabbed her head, running his fingers through her hair. He gently planted his lips on hers. Their mouths gently opened as their tongues began to explore each other's mouths. They broke their kiss and John quickly pulled her bikini down as he crouched. He brought his head to her dripping pussy and began to probe her with his tongue. She moaned passionately as she called out his name…
"John! John! John!"
"John!" Screamed Melody.
John opened his eyes to find Melody staring down at him. She had a scary and angry look on her face.
"What do you think you're doing stroking your cock in front of Samantha?!"
"Wh… wh… what?!" John exclaimed as he looked down at his cock in his hand. "I… I…" John stuttered trying to explain himself. "I was dreaming!"
Samantha blushed as she looked over to them to find out what all the commotion was about. She quickly turned away embarrassed.
John looked up at the beautiful Melody. She stood 5 foot 4. She had long curly dark brown hair; her breasts had grown to a C cup. She had worked hard for 7 years, working out at the gym, achieving a black belt in 5 different martial arts and learning to fire every kind of gun imaginable. She was fit and ready for ass kicking. Her muscles were well toned without her looking overly muscular. She had asked the Captain for some kind of bullet proof suit that would allow her to move. They complied with her request and sent her a shiny black latex looking suit that fit her body perfectly. Portions of the body were covered in a non-shiny material that had two segments of red running through it for added style. It was made of metallic fibers that made it impervious to most types of bullets and was fire proof. It hugged her body snuggly, showcasing her features. She had high heeled boots on with thick heels for combat.
Melody sighed as she looked down at her stupid man. She placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head slightly as she tried to imagine her life if she hadn't met John. The dull images quickly faded as she remembered why she had come over there.
Suddenly Melody violently slapped John, sending him and his glasses flying.
Samantha ran over to see what the commotion was about.
"John, get your ass in gear!" She ordered. "I was listening to the police radios and we got one. A bank was robbed in Washington DC. You get to be a super hero today."
John grabbed his glasses and put them on. His face became serious before he jumped up and shot off into the sky. Flying at top speed ready to save the day.
"Wait! That's the wrong way!" Melody called after him.
John came to a sudden halt and turned back around. He flew back to them slowly with his head down moping and embarrassed.
Melody sighed "I'll call Willard to take us in the chopper."
The chopper flew fast, high above the ocean below. It was a black army issued chopper they had asked for. Willard was their pilot/chauffer that came with it. He was a man of few words and great mystery. He was an old looking man with grey hair; he had male pattern baldness and a well groomed mustache. He looked a little bit like Alfred from the original Batman and Robin television series. He was a pilot who wore a suit. His face was usually blocked by his pilot helmet.
Samantha and John had changed for combat. Samantha had put on one of Theodore's old black trench coats that hung down to her ankles over her bikini. She was wearing army boots on her feet. John was dressed in black. He had black jeans on and a black military shirt under his bullet proof vest. Melody had a big sci-fi looking hand gun strapped to her leg.
Melody booted up the helicopter's on board computer. A picture of the Colonel popped up. Melody began to read out loud. "Police have identified him as the world recognized terrorist and ex US military Colonel Charlie Franks. He was dishonorably discharged from the military in 1985 after there were unconfirmed reports he had committed crimes against humanity in the Amazon jungle during training exercises. He had single handily raped and then murdered entire villages of people. Most of his file has been redacted but it looks like he was apart of some kind of super soldier experiments, but that's all it's telling me. He began his career in crime as a mercenary for hire, using soldiers from his old posting. He does anything from guerilla warfare to assassinations. He also does the occasional bank job for money and fun when his work dries up.
Back in the city… the chase was on.
Sirens blared as the cops sped after the getaway vehicle. The armored car was being driven with precision, weaving in and out of the thick city traffic. Horns blared as they ran reds and scraped along cars. Bang! Crash! The truck slammed into the back of a car and quickly pushed it out of the way. The thick armour and powerful engine knocked through cars. Police followed close behind following their trail of carnage.
The passenger in the second police car got on his radio. "This is the police. Pull over or we will open fire!" His distorted voice blared through their exterior microphone.
"Are we actually aloud to fire our weapons when there are so many civilians in the way?" asked the driver.
The Colonel remained void of emotion and calm as he hung out the back of the truck. He suddenly turned around and raised his massive revolver. He fired three rounds. Their loud booms crackled through the city. His first shot flew through the window of the first car. Blood exploded onto the windshield. The car spun out of control and flew onto the sidewalk. The second and third shots hit the second car in the hood. The car came to an immediate stop. The final car barely had enough time to move around it. The two officers in the second car looked at each other and then to their engine which had caught fire. They both screamed as they jumped out right before it exploded.
"Whhyyyyyyyyy? Why me?!" The passenger in the final cop car whined. "Why didn't I become a librarian?! WHyyyyyyy?!"
"Pull yourself together man!" The driver shouted.
They both stop talking as they looked up into the sky. Their jaws were opened as far as they could. John was flying fast over top the cars next to them after the bad guys. The Colonel raised his eye brows in surprise. His expressionless face changed abruptly. He was straining an ecstatic smile.
"Now the real fun starts!" He shouted happily, his deep, powerful voice straining into a slightly higher pitch.
Suddenly he raised his gun again and fired off the remaining three rounds at John. John speedily evaded the first two shots. One of them caught him in his torso. He flinched back, reeling in pain. It would have torn right through his bullet proof vest if not for a psychokinetic shield he had put up. The Colonel quickly emptied his gun of the spent shell casings. He threw his gun up and caught it in his huge mouth. He then pulled out a new cartridge of bullets. He dropped his gun back into his hand and skillfully reloaded. He clicked his gun back together and turned to face the John who had sped up. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! John evaded the first three and raised his hand to face the fourth. The bullet exploded into a million pieces. He blocked it with an increased psychokinetic shield. Unfortunately it hit him in his four finger, snapping it out of its socket. John cried in pain before sucking it up and popping it back in.
The Colonel closed one eye and took a deep breath as he prepared to fire his last two rounds. Suddenly John slammed into him at amazing speeds. His gun flew out his hand. There a loud bang of metal on metal as it hit the floor of the truck. The Colonel started sliding back into the vehicle as John continued to push him, his rubber boots squeaked noisily on the floor. John looked to his side as one the 12 men raised his gun to John.
"No!" Shouted the Colonel. "This is my fight!"
The soldier quickly complied with his orders and lowered his gun. John continued to struggle as he pushed into the Colonel. He suddenly grabbed John's arm tightly.
"Uh-oh." John said worriedly.
The Colonel threw John off of the truck. John flew at whipping fast speed across the street, over the traffic where he crashed through the glass of an office building. The people in the building were shocked as they stared at John.
"Uh… is he dead?"
John brushed the rubble of office cubical walls off of his face and sighed as he stared up at the ceiling. He was waiting for the adrenalin to where off and feel the intense pain of his broken ribs.
"That wasn't enough of a challenge for me! Send me something stronger if you're going to take me down!" The Colonel shouted, staring up at the heavens.
The Colonel picked up his heavy and large revolver. He emptied it of the spent casings and reloaded before resuming his perch at the back of the speeding vehicle. He suddenly looked up and began smiling again. Melody, Samantha and Willard were in hot pursuit, following in their chopper.
"John, are you alright?" asked Samantha worriedly.
"Owwwwww!" John moaned over the radio.
"Looks like it's up to us." Melody announced happily.
"Right!" Samantha agreed.
"Willard, prepare to drop us off here."
"Yep!" Willard shouted back.
Melody and Samantha hooked themselves up to the rope and prepared to jump out on either side. The ropes attached to two mechanical devices on either side that optimized their decent for speed without killing them. The ropes were attached to special quick release belts around their waists.
"Come and get me!" The Colonel was hungry for war.
Melody and Samantha stood cautiously at either side of the helicopter. The doors slid open. They both turned and nodded to each other before jumping out. A rush of air hit them as they fell suddenly down to the road. Samantha`s trench coat shot up filling with air, exposing her white legs for all to see.
Maybe a bikini and trench coat was a bad decision? Thought Samantha.
The Colonel fired off all six shots off his revolver. The huge bullets whizzed past them and dinged loudly as they struck the tank like shell of the helicopter. Melody forced her legs forward as the rope was caught by the machine. She glided forward and crashed into the Colonel kicking him hard. He grunted from the impact, not being ready. Melody flipped over and unclasped her belt. The rope and belt flew back up to the helicopter.
Melody suddenly started a barrage of kicks and punches against the un-ready Colonel. Her boots and fists hit with loud thuds. His gun flew out of his hand to the front of the vehicle.
"Jump off this truck!" Suddenly Samantha had arrived. She looked the Colonel directly in the eyes and tried hard to focus her ability of controlling people.
The Colonel took a step back and began to laugh maniacally as he fought hard against her ability. Melody stopped her barrage as she noticed how far into the vehicle she had gone and how many other enemies there were. Suddenly two of the soldiers jumped up and began fighting her hand to hand. She pounded and kicked them both to the ground. She began fighting all of the soldiers down the line of seats one by one. She quickly and expertly knocked them each to the ground. The last man was short and thin with greasy balding black hair. He got up holding a knife. He stared at Melody's C-cup breasts and sighed greedily as he imagined what he'd do to her. Melody slammed her foot up and into his balls. He fell immediately unconscious from the pain.
"Get off this truck right now!" Samantha shouted even louder.
The Colonel took a single step closer to Samantha. He was biting his tongue hard trying to fight off Samantha's ability. He grunted loudly as he tasted blood in his mouth from his bitten tongue. He then took a step back and began to laugh again. His teeth were painted red with his blood. He spat out a mess of blood and saliva onto the floor.
"What?!" Exclaimed Samantha unbelieving of his will to hold off her power.
"Get off this truck!"
Suddenly all of the Colonel's men started running off of the truck. Cars honked and thudded against the bodies.
Melody started running too but was quickly caught By Samantha and whispered back to normal. Melody stood at her side as she prepared to fight the final villain.
"Get off this fucking truck!" Samantha screamed.
Suddenly the Colonel howled with laughter as he spread his arms and ran at them. They all flew off of the speeding truck. Suddenly John shot by, grabbing them both and carrying them to safety. John landed on a nearby building and dropped them both off unharmed. The Colonel flew onto the road with a loud thud. He looked up and shook himself off. Suddenly a car screeched to a halt and slammed into him. A loud bang and clang of metal as the bumper bent around him. The Colonels truck screeched to a halt down the road. The two men inside ran away. The traffic came to a loud halt being blocked by the stopped car, dead people and the crazy, huge man of muscles. The Colonel suddenly stood. His smile returned to his face more ecstatic than ever. Blood was running down his face.
"Man this guy just won't quit!" John exclaimed before shooting off towards him.
John touched down behind the Colonel. He had a serious look in his face. The Colonel turned around slowly. They stood staring into each other's eyes for what felt like minutes. Suddenly the Colonel lunged forward throwing a mighty punch of awesome strength. John raised his hands and caught it telekinetically. The hand stopped in mid-air, still feet away from John. John's face became tense. His teeth were biting together hard. The Colonel grunted loudly as he pushed all he got into it. His fist started to inch closer. John gasped as his strength began to waver.
"I can't hold it!"
Bang! The Colonel's arm exploded at his shoulder. John turned around to find Melody holding the Colonel's smoking gun. She suddenly dropped it from the intense weight. The Colonel fell to the ground as blood began to pool out around him.
"Yay!" John yelled cheerfully.
Melody palm planted in disbelief at his positivity after almost dying.
Back at the beach house, the sun was setting. Melody carefully peeled her black latex looking super suit from her body and dropped it on the floor. She then stepped into the warm bath tub. Her naked aching body was covered in a mountain of bubbles. Her feet extended as far as they would go. She sighed peacefully as her body began to relax.
The bathroom was huge and covered in white tile.
Suddenly the door opened. John was standing in the doorway stark naked holding two wine glasses filled with orange sports drink.
"Room enough for two in there?" He asked seductively.
Melody smiled warmly at him. He quickly stepped in and closed the door with his butt cheeks. He walked over to Melody and stepped into the hot water. His legs extended along hers. The bath tub was huge and custom built for two but this was the first time they'd ever tried. John handed Melody a wine glass.
"No champagne?" asked Melody jokingly.
"No. Orange sports drink only. Just what the doctor ordered."
Melody chuckled softly.
"No seriously, I was just talking to the doctor and he said that after working out it's good to replenish your electrolytes."
Melody took a sip of the sweet orange liquid. She suddenly grunted and almost choked as she felt John's big toe poking at her entrance.
"Remind you of anything?" John asked seductively.
"It's reminds me of when we first met, well to be specific you watched me get raped by a crazy cheerleader in the shower and foot fuck her in return." Suddenly her smile became serious as his foot began to massage her opening. Rubbing her clit firmly. Suddenly he pushed into her. She smiled again as the pleasure swelled in her loins. John grabbed her legs for leverage as he continued to probe her.
The water began to rock violently as his speed increased. He was ramming in and out of her. Bubble bath sloshed over the side. "Uhhhhhh!" Melody Moaned as she suddenly started squirting. John could feel her hot liquid shoot around his foot under the water. Melody threw herself back and took deep breaths as she tried to recover.
John stood up and got out of the bath tub. Melody looked over to him blissfully. John extended his hand which Melody grabbed. He pulled her to her feet and helped her out. She stood in front of him before she leaned in and kissed him hard. John broke the kiss. Her sticky lips pulled his slightly as he moved away. John walked over to the wall and grabbed a towel off of the rack before returning to Melody.
"Right now, tonight. It's all about you baby. You saved my life and I'm gonna thank you the best way I know how."
Melody nodded in a daze of relaxation. John knelt down and began to dry her body. He started with her feet. She had soft olive skin and firm muscles. She was wearing light pink nail polish. The towel slowly moved up her legs patting her dry. The towel moved past her knees and up her thighs, then skipped over her pussy and landed on her hard abs. He let go of the towel when he noticed her juices running down her legs. He sighed longingly as he lunged forward engulfing her hot pussy into his mouth. Melody began moaning. His tongue darted around massaging her clit. He inserted his tongue deep into her pussy and began to flap it up and down inside her, brushing her clit with his tongue.
Suddenly John stood up and angled his dick up towards her pussy. He slowly slid it in as far as it would go. John reached around her waist and held her in his arms as his cock invaded her with pleasure. Her firm C-cup breasts pressed against his chest. He slowly rocked his hips back and fourth.
"I almost lost you John!"
"You'll never lose me. Uh!" John started cumming, filling her up. His cock was still rock hard as he continued to slide himself into her. Cum oozed out around his cock and onto his balls. Melody moaned as an orgasm shivered through her body. John grunted from the added sensations. His hands slid down her back to her firm butt cheeks. He held them gently.
"Oh God I love you Melody!" John moaned as he held her tighter, feeling both of their final orgasms reaching their peaks.
"Uhhhhhhhh!" They both moaned in unison. John filled her with a second load. Melody began squirting again. A flood of her juices sprayed out of her around his dick, coating his balls and thighs. They both collapsed asleep on the bathroom floor, holding each other tightly. John's dick was soft and still inside her cum filled pussy.
"Prisoner 114. Ah! A new arrival I see." Said the security officer dryly.
The security officer looked up from his clip board and out the large window. He smiled briefly as he continued to look up to the top of the seven foot tall muscular man's head. His missing arm had been replaced with a wrapping of bandages. His other arm and feet were bound together in thick, heavy chains.
"So the FBI finally caught that mad man, eh?" said another security guard as he took his seat to begin the paper work.
"Nope, actually he was miraculously dropped off at their headquarters. His arm was missing. No one knows who exactly was responsible."
"Hm… Well no matter, he's the kind of demon freak that belongs in this place. No one's ever gotten out of this secret prison and no one ever will. The world is a better place without him in it. He'll be stuck here for a long time."
"Mam! The FBI's surveillance proved useless. There server was hacked and their cameras were shut down around the time of the drop. Even the traffic cams in the area were shut down. We were able to salvage one image from them though; it seems to be a blurry image of a young man flying."
"Hmm… I wonder…"
"Oh, it's nothing really… It just seems to me like someone very powerful is protecting him. The eye witness reports made him seem quite immature. He couldn't have done this on his own. Keep me posted on your investigation. We can't let those super powered freaks become heroes in the media. No one is allowed to know of their existence." Her blonde hair was tied back tightly in a ponytail.
Next time our heroes will face a challenge they have never encountered before. Lots of sex and stuff happens next chapter.
Don't miss Chapter 2 on Saturday, December 8.
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