Getting dirty in the shower.

Both you and Supergirl are through your medical check quickly. No signs of serious damage and a standard bit of advice to take things easy if you feel a strain. You aren't able to get a look in with Power Girl yet though. Medics and mystics both have her in an isolated room as they go over whatever effects the red kryptonite had on her. It's possible that this encounter with Satan Girl is the end of her career as a hero. You think of her chained and helpless, you think of her powerless and frail, you think of the purpose you could give her as you drive your cock into her, you think of her pregnant and happy... It's no wonder you're hard by the time you go for your shower.

While the watchower does have communal showers as part of it's gym, there are also an array of private rooms that can be checked out by League Members for whatever reason. Not wanting any interuptions, you commandeer room 11 for yourself.

"C'mon, Kara." You smile as you take her hand and lead her through the tower. Pictures of the two of you making out will be all over the gossip sections soon enough, so you don't have any fear of being seen sharing affection.

For her part, Kara clings close to you. Maybe a little embaressed, maybe still shaken by recent events. You don't have any objections.

The room is less than a hotel room. Bed, shower, toilet, done. You can have a lavish time once you're back in Metropolis. It has what you want, and Kara Zor-El has what you need. Turning, you pin her to the door as you seize her lips with yours, your hands eagerly gripping her top and beginning to pull it free, eager to feel her skin once again.

"You're still so wet and cold," you mumble in between kisses.

"Please... ahhhh... warm me up..."

Her eager teenage body presses against you as you needily strip each other, while at the same time fighting to stay in contact and keep kissing. Eventually her bra comes off and her massive breasts spill back out, her modesty shorts are abandoned and her round bubble butt is in your hand. You eventually make it to the shower and turn on the hot water, the vapour rising around you both as you lift her up and press her against the tiles. With your aura anchoring you, there is no threat of slipping as you kiss down her pristine neck before biting down on her nipple, making your little heroine moan. You can't wait until milk spills from these tits.

Using only one arm and your aura to keep her supported, you give into her whining calls for more kisses while your free hand reaches under and strokes along her slit. Even without the shower, she's hot and dripping down there, shuddering at your teasing contact.

"Will... will it always feel this good?" She gasps as your fingers keep working, preparing her for your inhuman shaft.

"It will get better. I'll learn more of how to please you, you'll learn how to please me." Your fingers curl and strike deep, Kara doesn't even try to stifle her moaning as she bucks and arches in your arm. "Getting pregant will make you so senstive, and I'll fuck you until you can't think straight any more."

"OOhhhhhhhhh..." Her legs tremble as a small orgasm threatens her body, and you take that as your queue to strike.

Gripping her with both hands, you use your aura to guide her body and yours as you slam her down on your dick, driving her willing, hot teenage body down onto your monster cock. As pleasent and empowering as the sensation is, you do feel something you didn't expect, the resistance of a virginal hymen. The pain distracts the girl in your arms, your hips rolling and making her moan and love the sting of her defloration, but your mind is on the move. You look to her slender neck and see no signs of the possessive hickey you placed there. This isn't Supergirl riding your dick, it's Satan Girl.