"Stay, Super Slut."

"It's Titgirl, actually..." She blushes, resting one hand gently on her enormous chest. "Super Slut is one of the other heroes from the... actually, it doesn't matter." She giggles softly and the two of you share a smile. Then you lean back and spread your legs, allowing your hard cock to be on full display. Titgirl sits there, smiling at you for a moment, her hand still around your cock. She seems content to just look at you, this mysterious stranger on her world, but you want more.

"Fuck me, Titgirl." You command, putting on your serious military voice on the misogynistic assumption that being a tough man will get you everything you want. As it turns out, it apparently will. Titgirl grins and bites her lip.

"Yes, ma'a..." She stops herself before saying ma'am. They don't have male authority figures here, so she's unsure of what to call you.

"Sir. Call me 'Sir.'"

"Yes, Sir." She lets out a little moan as she releases your cock and floats up into the air. Hovering above your manhood, she lifts one of her legs to raise her skirt and then pulls down her lacey pink, Titgirl-branded panties, playfully dropping them down onto your waiting body.

"Are you a virgin, Titgirl?"

"N-no..." She laughs and blushes again. "But I've never... been with a man-person like you, Sir." She moans a little again when she says it. "My first girlfriend had a strap-on collection, and my... my ex came from Futanaria, so... you know..." She shrugs. You don't know what she means, but you let it go.

She slowly starts to lower herself down, spreading her legs as she does, but she's clearly nervous. You're getting impatient... this gorgeous young woman in this ridiculously hot superhero costume, literally flying right above your dick.

"C'mon, Titgirl. Do you want my big hard cock in your tiny wet super-pussy or not?"

"Uh huh." She responds, looking down at your dick.

"No, that's not right. What did I tell you to call me?"

"Sir. Yes... sorry, Sir."

"So get down here and let me show you how a real _man _fucks, Titgirl!"

"Oh goddess!" She gasps, shooting herself down at an incredible speed and landing on your cock with such **** that she instantly takes its full length into her pussy, which is naturally super-humanly warm and wet and soft. It feels like the whole building shakes, and maybe it does, but it's all her, her pussy lips gripping your shaft and she writhes in pleasure. It feels like she's vibrating on your cock with her super-speed, and her ability to control her muscles is so refined that she can actively massage your cock with her pussy as she begins to fly herself up and down on top of you.

You lie back and let the superhero fuck herself for a while, but eventually you start thrusting upward into her, using all the might you can manage. She leans forward, pushing her tits into your face, and you bury yourself in the perfect smooth and soft flesh of her body.

"Ohhhh Titgirl..." You groan.

"Yes Sir! Yes Sir! Yes Sir!" She repeats over and over again with each thrust, no longer even realizing she's saying it. She's just so horny for submitting to you, surrendering to your allure and the power of your cock.

Unfortunately, your hands are still cuffed, preventing you from enjoying the full extent of her body. Or maybe you like it that way? Maybe you'd like to pop one of her big tits in your mouth? They're the source of her power, maybe she has other tricks to show you with them...

Either way, as Titgirl screams and moans in ecstasy on this roof, her super-human awareness begins to dull. She's so absorbed in fucking you, in feeling your cock fill up her pussy, that she has stopped using her super-hearing to keep an eye on the city. In fact, she doesn't even realize that there another flying figure observing the two of you from a distance...