A Kryptonian Climax Reboots Your Brain

"Great Caesar's ghost," Lois Lane said as Clark Kent—Superman—effortlessly lifted her up. Her pants vanished in an instant, torn off gently at super-speed, and now her cunny rested atop that magnificent cock. No one else was there to see it, but Lois shivered in sudden, urgent, inexplicable need. Heat flared through her body, things moved inside her body as her uterus drew up. "I need it. Please, Clark, stick it inside me now..."

She couldn't even tell if he was listening. His hands gripped her lips and he pulled her onto him, as a lesser man might slide on a condom...and it was that tight, her cunt. The reporter's eyes grew wider and wider as the girth of his prick stretched her farther and farther. Every moment she thought it would be too much, that her pussy couldn't take it any more...and every moment after that she was proven wrong.

Dimly, Lois Lane had been aware that women could take bigger things than this in their holes. Women on the internet that played with horsecock dildos, women who orgasmed as they gave birth. Yet as Clark Kent dragged her onto his Kryptonian cock, Lois finally knew for herself what it felt like to be...filled. Utterly, completely. Her pussy a tight pink ring around the base of his cock as it bottomed out, the big round head nestled deeper inside her cunny than anything else had ever been. Something like an electric current ran through her as she hung there on his prick, legs suddenly limp.

"For Kryptonians, the penis isn't just a tool for sexual congress," Clark said in that Kansas accent. "My nervous system is interacting with yours. When we climax, the surge of neural input will cascade through your nervous system, overwhelm your brain. You'll lose consciousness, but when you wake up it'll be like rebooting a computer—without whatever brainwashing you've been subject to."

If she had been listening, Lois Lane would've asked Superman some pointed questions about how he had discovered this power and how many times he had used it...but Lois wasn't listening. She pressed her body against his, arms around those muscular shoulders. Her lips kissed that perfect jaw, her thighs gripped him as Lois raised and lowered herself an inch at a time. Just that much movement felt like she was going to pull her pussy inside out, and Lois was past caring. Her whole body shook like a woman in heat, and she needed more...more...more!

"Don't worry Lois," Clark said gently. "Once you cum, you'll be all better."