Jor-El’s in for a disappointment

“There it is, Mauna Kea,” Kal-El said whilst hovering in the air, cape flapping in the wind behind as he gazed down at the sleeping giant that one fifth of Hawaii island’s land mass was built around.

“Yes,” Positioned next to him in mid-air, Kara was finding it hard work to keep her eyes on the dormant volcano, rather than her cousin. He’d been right in switching to the iconic blue and red outfit of Superman, since it was he and not Clark Kent of the Daily Planet conducting this investigation. But that meant that the emotions brought about by her interrupted masturbation session hadn’t just simmered on, but rather built steadily. Simply being in Kal’s presence was bad enough, but that costume of his was like a second skin, revealing every hard, lusciously well-defined muscle of his incredible body. Then there was that very sizeable bulge between his legs that Kara tried hard not to think about and even harder not to look at.

“This place is considered sacred ground by the native Hawaiians,” Kal continued, his gaze focused wholly on the volcano, “Can you tell me anything more about this signal?”

“Only that it’s source is Kryptonian in origin...” Damn! On top of everything else, Hawaii at sunset with barely a cloud in the sky was not a great place to be for someone trying to get away from her enhanced hearing picking up the lustful cries of others. Right at that moment, Kara was unwillingly listening in on at least six different couples making love on or near the beach. No, make that seven. And that were just the ones that stood out, with a backdrop provided by countless other couples from all over the island.

“Kara?” When Power Girl’s voice trailed off, Superman turned his attention towards her. As soon as he did, rather than looking hard at one mountain, now he was looking harder still at two. For try as he might to avert his gaze from it, it was immediately drawn to the hole at the front of her outfit and the amount of round titflesh bulging up against it. Unbeknownst to Kara, now Kal too starting to pick up things he rather wish he hadn’t with his super-hearing.

“I’m okay,” Kara replied, as Kal jerked his head back in the direction of Mauna Kea. Being in his presence, she subconsciously pushed her ample chest out further than normal, as if trying to squeeze her boobs out through the oval window.

“We’d better get moving,” Kal’s voice was becoming somewhat strained while he shifted in the air in an attempt to block Kara from seeing the bulge on the front of his trousers grow bigger as his cock started to stiffen.

“Uh-huh,” Agreeing with Kal-El in full and anxious to get this episode over as quickly as possible so she could return back home, Kara took the lead by plunging forwards into a dive, her own cape flapping in wind behind her as Superman followed after her.

They swept round the volcano scanning it and its surroundings, completing almost a full lap round it before Superman slowed down and pointed towards a point on its slope. What had gotten his attention was a dense, wide shrub of small, densely branched trees located right in the middle of what otherwise a clear stretch of ground.

“The ground’s been dug up,” Superman said, once Power Girl and he had touched down a few metres from the edge of the shrubbery, “These were planted here, and not long ago.”

“You’re right.” Nodding, Kara wasn’t distracted enough not to find the location of the trees conveniently conspicuous.

“How did you find out about this, Kara?” Their conversation continued, now with Kal in the lead as he pushed through the dense growth of trees, making short work of it and leading Kara to the mouth of a cave.

“Luthor told me,” It’d take a lot to make Kara lie to her cousin.

“Luthor?” One of Kal’s eyebrows went up, “He contacted you?”

“I went to see him,” Kara explained as they moved into the cave, although without volunteering any more details than necessary, “About something else.”

“Interesting,” Surveying the cave, Kal guessed that it was natural, but there were portions of it that suggested someone had widened it and smoothed the walls, “I’ve been in contact with him too.”

“Besides checking up on him and that he’s holding his part of the deal?” The thing about the cave that stood out to Kara was that there was no end to it in sight, but that it seemed to disappear off to somewhere far into the ground. Of course, they were several thousand metres up.

“Same as you,” As he took a few steps forwards, Kal wondered if he was imagining things or if the temperature was rising. It wasn’t really something that he paid much attention to, since he could easily withstand temperatures as **** as those in outer space or the bowels of the earth, “It was about something else.”

“Well, since I’m why we’re here,” Sensing that Kal was as unwilling to share the details of his meeting with Luthor as she was with hers, Kara focused on the present, “I’ll take point.”

“I’ll be right behind you,” Kal promised, and since Kara was already two steps ahead of him, he didn’t see the expression that crossed her face at his words.

For his part, Kal immediately began to struggle against the impulse to let his gaze dip towards Kara’s ass. Exactly like the rest of her, it was hard to describe as anything other than perfect – two large tanned globes of flesh that looked firm enough to bounce a quarter off of and a deep, tight gulf between them that appeared capable of swallowing up the entire bottom of the back of her costume. With a luscious bubble butt like that, it was perhaps not surprising that so many of Kal's jerk-off fantasies about Kara involved bending her over and having her take it from behind.

Trying not to think of such things and wondering why Power Girl had to wear such a short cape, Superman followed her deeper into cavern.

The drop as they moved deeper was noticeable and constant as the cavern turned into a narrow tunnel that appeared to lead straight down into the very depths of Mauna Kea.

Gradually, as the tunnel closed in tighter while they moved carefully across its craggy, broken floor – those signs of the cave having been modified by human activity to be smoother were long gone now – the heat rose, and Kara and Kal both felt it. In fact, they both gradually had their sculpted bodies encased in a thin, glossy layer of sweat that covered them from head to toe.

That should have them stop to try to figure out what was happening, but by now both their minds were clouded by a mounting lust that had crept up on them. Already horny and frustrated to begin with, Kara was now at a point where the sweat coating her skin was nothing in comparison to the amount of juices flowing from her cunt, and so the bottom of her white leotard was particularly soaked. Her nipples were almost painfully erect, and her limbs trembled slightly with each new step.

As for Kal, he had to stifle a wince of discomfort each time that his right leg moved, because pinned against it inside his pants was his now fully erect cock, which throbbed with each hungry glance that he sent towards Kara’s ass swaying and bobbing in the air as she walked along in front of him. His balls felt heavy and sensitive too, like he’d gone weeks rather than hours since last whacking off.

Ever so often, Kara would send quick little looks over her shoulder back at Kal, who’d catch them and worry for a moment or two that she’d caught him staring, before turning her face away to stop him from noticing her chewing nervously on her plump bottom lip.

Eventually, the tunnel bottomed out and began to run at a flat angle, although the floor remained as uneven as ever. Down here, the air was thick and steamy, and Kara and Kal were both panting heavily. Although the air couldn’t quite explain the soft gasps that Kara produced as her glancing back at Kal started happening more frequently.

When it finally started tilting upwards, Kara stopped so abruptly that Kal almost bumped into her, and she found herself wishing that he had.

“D-deeper?” Turning around despite herself, Kara’s eyes had greedily drunk up the image of Kal standing before her before her mind had gotten to say anything on the matter. It caught up with her, though, and instantly started spewing out impure thoughts about his handsome face, all those powerful muscles and… When she saw the shape of his cock, a tremor of lust danced up along her spine. Long, thick and so close that all she had to do to touch it was to reach out with her hand, Kara needed several long moments to gather the strength to look away and instead aim her gaze at the rock wall to the left his head.

“All the way,” In a similar state as Kara, Kal had followed her right hand come in to waiver in the air in front of her toned belly, and from there he glanced downwards, failing to notice her ogling his cock because he in turn was captivated by how perfectly outlined her pussy was through the drenched fabric of her outfit, which obviously had been tasked with absorbing more wetness than it could possibly handle. Hence it clung to her sex in such a manner that anyone observing her couldn’t help but notice how her swollen labia were already parted.

“Y-yes!” Kara managed to keep looking at the rock wall for less than three seconds, then she was back to ogling Kal’s bulging cock. Involuntarily, she’d let her answer rise to become almost a scream when she spotted it throb slowly and powerfully. Again, the word ‘stallion’ popped into her head as she considered her cousin.

“Let’s do it,” Some part of Superman recognized that he was under the influence of something, but he wasn’t able to shake free of it completely.

“Huh?” The ambiguous nature of Kal’s statement was enough to make Kara buck at the knees as it conjured up images of them very much doing it. In particular, she found it oh so easy to imagine him mounting her just like a stallion would.

“Get going, I mean...” Kal bravely fought away his lust and almost managed to compose himself before another quake hit Kara’s legs and the consequent jiggling of her tits that it caused made him lose it all over again when his eyes were drawn to them, “We’re so close...”

“Not close enough,” Letting her lustful gaze wander up Kal’s stomach and chest and all the way up to his face, Kara steeled herself against the mounting urge to rip his clothes off and instead turned around slowly.

“F-fuck...” The first step she took after their brief interlude made Kara gasp out a curse. The reason for this was that her legs moving meant that her engorged clit was rubbing against the front of her costume. Things weren’t improved by the soaked fabric becoming tangled and beginning to be pulled in between her pussy lips.

“F-fuck!” Kal didn’t pick up on Kara’s gasp because he was producing one as well, his being brought about by the intense stiffness of his cock inside his pants, a stiffness that was only interrupted by the continuing pulses that rolled up its length as he resumed eyeing Kara’s booty like an alcoholic would an entire barrel of whisky.

“Yes...” Whimpering with lust shortly thereafter when she didn’t stop herself in time to keep her hand from brushing against her sex this time around, and nearly toppling over to fall onto her face – or rather, boobs – at this slight contact, Kara dared another peek over her shoulder.

At this point, Kal was so hypnotized by Kara’s delectable ass that he didn’t spot her looking. And when she realized what he was staring at, her baser desires made her give her hips a shake that made her ass bounce. Licking her lips at the way in which this made Kal’s grimace to tighten up further, Kara made sure to sway her ass some more.

Even though she had to start looking ahead to keep from falling as the tunnel continued on, Kara could still feel Kal’s gaze being glued to her bubble butt as she swung it about like a pendulum, each twist and sideways thrust of her hips making her wetter, as did the way in which she made sure to push forwards ever so often to press her clit up tighter against the now knotted-up bottom of the front of her costume.

With nipples trying to cut through the top of her uniform and her pussy imitating a waterfall round its bottom while the back had become trapped between her cheeks – which glistened with a thin but very thorough layer of sweat – Power Girl led the duo up to where the tunnel ended in the form of a narrow hole.

“I… I’ll take a look,” Power Girl stammered, not so secretly excited by how the hole positioned so far down in the rock wall in front of her that she had to bend forwards to venture a proper look through it. Almost climaxing from presenting her booty to Kal in such a fashion, Kara peered through the hole and had her eyes go wide.

Down below there was a subterranean chamber with rounded walls and a sand floor, in the middle there stood a pile of a strange crystalline rock cut into rods and pillars that shone with an intense pink lustre. The colour might be new, but Kara had no trouble recognizing the stones as kryptonite.

“What do you see, Kara?” It probably wasn’t by accident that Kal moved in closer to Kara from behind, but he still hadn’t planned it when the bulging shape of his cock suddenly pressed into her ass.

“Yes!” While Kal was shocked by what his mounting obsession with Kara’s luscious, heart-shaped ass had led him to do, Kara was acting completely on impulse when she reacted to it by thrusting downwards with her hips, her juicing pussy deciding her actions as she attempted to trace the thick shape of his dong with her ass.

“Kara!” Kal cried out, his body going stiff at this sudden physical stimulation being offered to his almost painfully erect schlong. In fact, it had long since gotten so hard that even the Kryptonian fibres of his pants had struggled to keep up, and now they reached not so much the breaking as the tearing point.

“YES!” Kara’s voice was loud enough to be heard over the sound of Kal’s pants being ripped apart as his muscular cock broke free, bursting out from inside them to stand out far in front him as it came to rest on top of her juicy ass. Absolutely captivated, Kara stared at it and fell silent, biting her lip as she took in its length, its girth and how it was coated with precum that made it glisten in the pink light being projected by the kryptonite below.

Kal’s reaction to his cock coming free was to trap it again, only this time between Kara’s cheeks, which she responded to by moaning hard before proceeding to move her hips again, but forwards this time so that the shaft of his schlong would slide through her anal cleavage and **** the back of her costume even further into it until it was bunched up and pressed against against the puckered little ring that was her asshole.

“Fuck, Kal...” Kara was back to whimpering when Superman grabbed hold of her waist and she could feel him brace himself against the floor.

“Yes!” Kara’s whimpers became a lustful cry when Kal plunged forwards and took over the task of sliding his cock through the valley between her cheeks. Actually, thrust was a more fitting term for what he was doing. Whatever term was most fitting, Kara was loving every second of what he was doing, with his cock being dragged over her anus and through the cleft between her firm buttocks causing the flow of juices from her cunt to increase even further.

“YES!” At Kal’s fourth thrust, Kara got louder still and began trying to match them with her bucking of her own hips to speed up the process even further, “That feels so good!”

“Don’t stop, Kal!” As her fingers started probing her cunt through and around the front of her uniform, Kara was at a point where the spirit of Jor-El could have run around in front of her with a neon sign saying ‘COUSINS’ and she wouldn’t have noticed, “Please don’t STOP!”

“I won’t!” Kal promised through gritted teeth, and practically shoved Kara’s pussy onto her fingers when he speared forwards again, “Not ever!”

“Yes! YES!” That orgasm that Kara had been denied of for so long came rushing towards its completion, set to be more powerful than she could ever have hoped for, and she began to lose herself completely in it, “Do it!”

“Rip my clothes off and FUCK MY ASS!!!” Kara’s scream peaked as her climax kicked, making her close her eyes tight while her pussy exploded in a flurry of clear girlcum.