Get some face time

You aren't going to move up the ranks by ducking away from the press. For all you know Violet would end up taking credit for everything and you'd get nothing out of this whole ordeal. So, after making doubly sure that your defeated foes aren't going anywhere, you walk to the front door. Here we go... You take a deep breath and go full Flame before opening the door and flying out. Several flash bulbs pop as you descend the hill.

"Ah here she is now," you hear Violet say to the reporters. "Meet Flame." She gestures toward you as you land next to her. "I trust you have the situation wrapped up?" she asks you while beaming with a wide smile for the cameras.

"Uh yes they are all tied up inside. And the booty from several robberies is in there as well." You catch yourself before your gaze drifts too low toward Violet's cleavage. Damnit stay focused, Kate!

"They? So Confidence Man was here as well?" she asks.

"You knew? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I had my suspicions. Anyway, you handled it, so it's all good." Violet turns to a police officer standing by at the head of a SWAT team. "You're good to go."

"Be careful," you warn the officer. "They might still be a little...frisky." The officer gives you a smirk and a nod before leading his team up the hill and into the house.

"Flame! Did I just hear that Confidence Man was here at Ace's residence? Can you elaborate?" A busty bleached blonde reporter asks you your first official question from the press.

"Um well..." You try to focus on the question, but you are finding her cleavage in her not-buttoned-all-the-way-up shirt to be quite distracting in your current state. "It turns out Confidence Man was hot--not trying to capture Ace, but was screwing... uh I mean working with her. I only..recently learned of this and when I confronted them, everything was exposed..." Mmm...

"How were you able to defeat two villains all on your own? That's a tall task even for a seasoned hero." The source of the question is a busty redhead you recognize from the Channel 6 News. Her white blouse is basically see-thru, revealing a lacy bra underneath. You have rather enjoyed the eye candy on the news in the past, but you are starting to wish the local news channels hadn't done their latest round of recruiting at the Playboy mansion.

"I uh.. you know... relied on my training." You catch your hand starting to drift toward your crotch and you quickly move it away, clasping your hands together behind your back.

"Speaking of training, Violet said that she taught you everything you know," the first reporter speaks again. You lick your lips as you listen and you swear she is actively sticking her chest out toward you. "We all know her reputation though. What is it like working with her?"

"Tits not like I didn't know anything before I met her. But she's been a big help. Even if her training methods are..." Your legs start to tremble as you think about how many massive orgasms you have had during your training sessions. "...hhhot--ter than someone could handle if they weren't on fire." Shit I really need to get out of here. You clamp your thighs together and hope you can escape soon.

"Okay I think that's enough questions for tonight." Violet steps in, perhaps sensing your discomfort. "There will be plenty of other opportunities in the future. Expect big things out of this one." She puts her arm around your shoulder and pulls you tightly against her side. "Smile for the cameras and then you can get out of here," she says through the side of her mouth toward you. You put your arm around her back, but much lower, grabbing a nice handful of her ass. "What are you doing...?" Violet asks through the side of her mouth.

"I..." you turn to her, looking into those glowing purple eyes...and the next thing you know your lips are on hers. Time seems to freeze with you kissing Violet...in front of all those cameras... OH SHIT! Your eyes go wide as you come back out of your daze and realize what you just did. Violet, for her part, has a stunned look on her face glaring back at you. In a panic, you jet up into the air and fly off, leaving the media circus behind.

The flight home is somewhat erratic, but the adrenaline rush helps keep you focused and stops you from getting yourself off right there as you fly over the city. You duck in through the window of your apartment and lower your fire, breathing a sigh of relief now that you are finally safely home and you can take care of your burning pussy in private. You hook your thumbs in your panties and get ready to go to town--

"Oh hey. Didn't hear you come in." Sarah emerges from the hallway. Oh no... She clearly just got out of the shower as she towels off her wet hair while wearing a thin, silky cream-colored robe that leaves no doubt that there is nothing between her skin and that robe. "How did tonight go?" she stops and smiles at you in the hallway, unknowingly blocking your path to your bedroom and privacy. You've been friends for a long time and while there have been a couple drunken make out sessions, there's never been any serious romantic action between the two of you. But the PX in your system has your blood boiling with lust and your roommate's pink nipples staring at you through her robe aren't helping to calm you down.

"Good," you reply as shortly as possible and you try to get around Sarah, but she slides back and forth blocking your path.

"Oh come on! You're not getting off that easy." Oh if she only knew... "I get to live vicariously through you as a superhero. Now give me the deets!"

"Sorry. Need to go..."

She still doesn't let you past. "Not so fast." With all the movement, Sarah's robe has slipped open a bit, putting a bright pink nip into view. You whimper at the sight. "Don't play the bathroom card with me. I know your pee pee dance and that aint it. Spill the beans."

"I'm so sorry!" You try to push your way past your roommate, but you just end up getting tangled together and you both tumble to the floor. Sarah's robe has now fallen completely open and her naked flesh presses against your body as you lay on top of her. It's all too much and you dive in, wildly kissing her as you grind your hips. "Drugged..." you say between kisses. "Need....cum.....bad...." Unexpectedly, you find yourself rolling over and now your back is on the carpet. Your hands are pinned above your head and Sarah has a sly grin on her face.

"Well why didn't you just say so?" She dips in and starts nibbling on your ear, whispering "I've always wanted to fuck a superhero..." Sarah slides down your body, leaving a tingly feeling behind as she moves along. You lift your hips as she removes your panties. Knowing your desperation, she doesn't keep you waiting, giving your engorged clit a lick and slipping a finger inside you. You close your eyes as the pleasure overwhelms you and blocks out any confusion at your best friend so readily going down on you. Sarah might be even more excited about this than you as you find your clit being sucked into her mouth. Her fingers may be going places they have never gone before, but it's uncanny how she keeps hitting all your most sensitive spots. Someone was clearly paying attention during all your girl talk sessions. You find your hips involuntarily rising up off the carpet as you get closer to the edge. "Gonna..." is all you get out before you start seeing stars...

You wake up in your own bed a little groggy. What happened? But the memories of last night quickly come flooding back. Sonofa... What have I done? The smell of fresh pancakes and bacon signals to you that Sarah is already awake. You bury your face in your pillow, but there's no sense in hiding. Hopping out of bed, you notice for the first time that you are completely naked, though you don't remember taking your top off. You put on a pair of sweats and walk out to face your roomie.

"I was wondering how long you'd sleep in. You must be starving after that marathon session," Sarah greets you as you enter the kitchen.

"Sar, about last night. I'm so sorry f--" she puts her finger to your lips to silence you. Mmm tastes like bacon...

"You don't have to apologize for anything. I'm always here for you in times of need." She lets go of your face to go back to flipping pancakes. "But maybe next time we can do that without you needing to be drugged up?" she says with a wink.

"Next time?"

"Well yeah. I wasn't joking about the fucking a superhero thing. You know that. And judging by the paper this morning, my chances with Charles are slim to none outside of a conjugal visit. Nice job by the way." You notice the newspaper sitting on the counter. "Oh you might not be happy with the picture though," she grimaces.

Unfolding the paper, you read the front page headline: VIOLET'S NEW FLAME?

"Oh come on..." There on the front page of the Gazette is a picture of you smooching with Violet. "I'm never going to live this down." As if on cue, your phone buzzes with a message: 'We need to talk -V'

"That can wait. Eat first, worry later." Sarah slides you a heaping plate of food and the two of you share a laugh over breakfast while in the back of your mind you wonder what Violet has in store for you next.

[And so ends Flame's first issue. Hope you enjoyed the story so far.]