Hell yeah!

She kissed him again, more confidently this time, her tongue brushing against his lips. He moaned softly, his hands tangling in her hair. Kara could feel the heat building between them, her body craving more.

Her hand trailed down his chest, lingering over the waistband of his jeans. Here was the thing with her X-ray vision and the potential perviness of it: at some point, sausages got boring. After years and years of it, it just got boring, so she stopped. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly unzipped his pants, her eyes locking with his as she did.

The pizza guy's breath hitched, his eyes wide with surprise. "Kara, I—"

"Shh," she whispered, her fingers sliding into his boxers. Her eyes widened as she felt the size of him, her hand wrapping around his semi-erect cock. 'H-holy Rao,' she thought. 'T-this isn't…'

Her fingers attempted to touch. She couldn't see the cock, only feel it and yet…

"I-I've never seen anything like this in Kr—in, uh… Canada," she stammered, quickly correcting herself. The pizza guy raised an eyebrow but didn't question her slip.

Her fingers attempted to stroke him and she felt him grow even harder, thick and heavy in her hand. Easily, it was double the size of a normal cock. She did not dare to use her X-ray vision, not yet. The giant swell in his pants formed from his cock and her one hand.

"K-Kara…!"

She smiled, her blue eyes locking onto his. "Just relax," she whispered, her other hand resting on his thigh.

Her strokes were slow and experimental, her super-soft hands gliding over him with ease. She could feel every ridge, every vein, every throbbing inch of him. The pizza guy's hands gripped the edge of the couch.

Kara's own arousal grew as she watched him, his face contorted in pleasure. She could feel the power she had over him, and it thrilled her.

As for the pizza guy himself?

'T-this is…! Holy fuuuck! This is the best handjob I've ever had!'

Such soft hands! Such fast hands! E-everything about her…

It was just divine! His cock was lurching forward, fully erect and fully wanting to unload. All his balls understood was that a great pleasure was emerging. That these strokes were a one in a million.

Kara subtly increased her speed, using just a hint of her super-speed. The pizza guy's eyes rolled back, a low, guttural moan escaping his lips. "Kara, I'm gonna—"

"A-am I doing this right?" A cocky smile worked its way on her lips when he groaned. She went faster. "Heh."

He came with a strangled cry, his body jerking as his release shot onto her hand and his boxers and pants. Kara watched in awe, his cock spasming and trashing his pants. Liquid quickly seeped through like a leaky pipe. Cum trailed down his thighs and onto her floor.

Kara didn't care.

She…she did it. "I made him cum," she said, eyes wide and giggling.

The pizza guy collapsed back onto the couch. But his cock…it was still twitching. Still fighting. Still cumming?

"L-let me…"

Let me suck you off.

Let me clean you like they do in porn.

That was what she wanted to say, but Kara's glasses-wearing self was not a facade. It was her. She could be nervous. She could be feeble and meek. She could want to touch a big, fat cock and suck it off.

Kara Danvers kneeled on the soft carpet, her heart racing as she looked up at the pizza guy sitting on her couch. His eyes were wide, his breath shallow, and his hands gripped the edge of the cushion like he was holding on for dear life. She could feel the nervous energy radiating off him, but it only made her more determined to put him at ease.

Here was the thing with Kara—she didn't know how hot she was. She didn't understand the power she had over men. She caused the pizza guy to cum early.

She flicked her blonde hair behind her ear, her blue eyes locking onto his. 'So cute,' she thought, her cheeks flushing. His cock was literally straining against his jeans, the seams coming apart, and the sight made her mouth water.

She made a move to take off his pants. The pizza guy lifted himself to let her help him.

Thwap!

"Ah!"

A giant cock dropped on her face. The pizza guy apologized but she did not hear him. Twelve inches of pure, throbbing masculinity smacked her into a state of utter shock and obedience. This cock, this giant monster schlong, it was everything she had ever wanted from a cock. It was…

"H-h-huh? Huh?"

Suddenly, it felt like she was dreaming. The oozing stench was thick yet comforting. The type that wanted her to shove her face in his balls.

"Something wrong?" the pizza guy asked, polite and nervous.

"I-it's so big!"

"Oh. Um, thank you."

"S-so big…y-you really wouldn't find this on…"

She bit her bottom lip, eyes wide and hypnotized. No man in Krypton could claim to be this hung. No way. This human shattered records. This human was just…

Her cunt squeezed. Her panties, the same ones she wore as Supergirl, were drenched. Just by seeing this cock, her alien biology responded.

It wanted this monster cock. This monster cock which had just cum and was slick with cum.

Her hand wrapped around the base and she couldn't help but marvel at the sheer girth of him. "My fingers don't even touch. Wow…!"

His erection was warm, almost hot to the touch, and she could already feel the slickness of his pre-cum glistening at the tip, courtesy of Kara's compliments. A man revved himself up quite a bit when a woman reacted the way she did.

Her tongue darted out to taste him. The salty tang of his arousal hit her senses, and she moaned softly. She could feel him twitch in her hand, and it sent a jolt of excitement straight to her core.

"Kara…" he groaned. She looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and innocent, but there was a flicker of something else in them—something hungry.

"Just relax," she murmured, her lips curving into a sly smile. She took him into her mouth slowly, savoring the way he filled her, the way he seemed to throb with every heartbeat.

What she did first was suck and clean up the tip.

"You did just cum~" Kara remarked upon withdrawing and giggling. She kissed the angry tip. "Mwah!"

His cock spewed out some more pre-cum.

"Your balls are pretty full, huh?"

So what did Kara do? She took off her shirt and tossed it aside. Left in only her red bra, she began sucking him off again. The pizza guy couldn't believe just how fast things were going. How this innocent glasses-wearing blonde bombshell went from ordering pizza to not just sucking him off but cleaning his cock of cum.

She was dedicated too. She was happy being on her knees and servicing him.

Kara used both her hands to stroke what she couldn't fit, her fingers gliding up and down his shaft in a rhythm that made him gasp. Then there was her mouth which was wet, warm, and accompanied by a tongue that did everything it could to tease the tip of his cock.

Left stroke, left stroke, left stroke. From left to right, her tongue swiped his cockhead. "Ngghh!" It almost felt like she was writing the letter S on his cock. If it was S for Super Blowjob, then it was fucking working.

Her hands were impossibly soft, almost silken against his skin. Kryptonian physiology, she thought with pride, though he had no idea. She'd always been careful to keep her powers hidden, but tonight, she allowed herself a few small indulgences.

Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, always drawing that damn S, always teasing his cumhole but never dipping in. She could feel him growing harder, more ****, and it only fueled her desire. She took him deeper, seven whole inches, her throat relaxing as she swallowed him down.

"Mmmmmh~!"

"Y-you're amazing!"

Because all of a sudden, the nerdy girl was bobbing down on his cock like a professional whore. From Diana, a big burly muscle mommy, she expected it. But Kara Danvers, a woman with a nice rack, a nice smile, and a nice personality? For her to dominate and take his cock like this was shocking.

"Mwwwhh!" It was like she read his thoughts because her lips slipped from his cock, her hands still jerking him. She smirked. "Don't underestimate good girls~! Mwah!"

Her kiss turned into a deepthroat.

The pizza guy just couldn't understand. Her super speed was subtle, almost imperceptible, but it allowed her to take him in ways that would have been impossible for anyone else.

"Oh God, Kara…" he moaned He was trembling now, his hips lifting slightly off the couch as she worked him over.

She pulled back slightly, her lips hovering just above the tip of his cock. Too hot, she thought, noticing the way his skin was flushed and angry. She let out a soft breath, her ice breath cooling the tip just enough to soothe him. He shuddered, but he didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

Kara kissed the tip of his cock before taking him back into her mouth, her hands working in tandem to bring him closer to the edge.

She could feel his balls tighten, the heavy weight of them against her palm. 'He's close,' she realized, and she quickened her pace, her mouth and hands moving in perfect harmony. For speed, she decided to suck less cock.

Five inches of cock sucked by her mouth. The other seven inches getting jerked off.

"I'm gonna…" he warned, his voice breaking.

Kara Danvers looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and pleading, and that was all it took.

In that moment, he saw only Kara. Only her. Not Supergirl, not a slut, but this woman who wanted to please him.

"Cumming!"

He came with a guttural groan, his release spilling into her mouth in thick, ropes of cum. She swallowed every drop. Her tongue coaxed every last bit of pleasure from him. She could feel the heat of his seed, the way it seemed to pulse with life.

"Mmpphh~! Ngghhh~!"

But it was too much. Just a bit too much and his cum spilled from her lips. Even Supergirl could not handle this ordinary man's balls.

When she finally pulled away, both were panting.

"That… that was…" he stammered, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Kara wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Somehow, it tasted good. Maybe Kryptoninans and humans were more compatible than she assumed. She blinked rapidly when saw his cock had not immediately wilted. "W-wow, still…hard…"

An angry, throbbing cock that, although massive, was somehow tameable.

Kara's heart raced. Her lips were still tingling from the taste of him, the memory of his thick, throbbing cock and delicious cum still fresh in her mind. The pizza guy—just an ordinary man, but so extraordinary in ways she hadn't expected—was sitting there, dazed, his chest rising and falling in heavy breaths. She could see every droplet of cum secreting from the tip. The leftovers. The remaining.

But she wasn't done. Not even close.

Kara's fingers flexed and she felt the low hum of her super strength coursing through her veins. Careful, she reminded herself. He's just human. But the thought only made her want him more. There was something thrilling about being with someone who didn't know who she truly was, someone who saw her as just Kara Danvers, the girl in the glasses and the oversized sweater.

Without warning, she climbed him, her hands gripping his shoulders. His eyes widened as she effortlessly flipped him onto his back, pinning him down with one hand on his chest. She straddled him, her knees sinking into the couch cushions on either side of his hips.

"Alright, pizza guy," Kara said, her voice a little shaky but trying to sound confident. "My turn."

Kara took off her bra and her nice, small breasts bounced out. Humble B-cups that had always been the envy of Powergirl. But for the pizza guy…

"Wow…."

The pizza guy loved her small tits. Kara's cheeks went red and her confidence grew.

Her hands slid down his chest and went behind. Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for his cock. It was still hard, still massive, and she couldn't help but lick her lips as she lifted her ass and guided it toward her. She hesitated for just a moment, her pussy already wet and aching, before she lowered herself onto him.

Kryptonians were said to be able to push planets. Destroy solar systems. Battle gods.

Yet this cock..

"O-oh god!"

It was the only thing in the universe to ever make Supergirl whimper. Every inch was cock was excruciatingly amazing. Perfect for her pussy. Spreading her virginity like it deserved to be.

Supergirl was a beacon of hope and hope deserved to have the best. Heroes deserved to have the best.

"Oh Rao~!"

More cock. Twice as thick as an ordinary cock or any dildo—not that she could use any. She was Kryptonian, losing control was not allowed.

She heaved. Only the tip. Only the fucking tip was inside. The pizza cocked his head.

"Kara?"

He didn't know. This guy…this hung stud…this big fucking cock…!

"Ngggh~!" Kara gasped, whimpered, and then sharply drew in a breath. "Fuck it."

Kara gasped as she slammed down, taking him all the way in one go. Her eyes rolled back as a wave of pleasure hit her like a freight train. She hadn't expected it—hadn't expected how good it would feel, how right it would feel to have him inside her. She was stretched to her limit, her pussy clenching around him as she tried to catch her breath.

But then it happened.

Seven orgasms hit her all at once, one after the other, like a cascade of electricity firing through her body. Kara's back arched, her mouth opening in a silent scream as she trembled above him. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, her juices dripping down his shaft as she struggled to stay upright. Her hands gripped his chest for support, her nails digging into his skin as she tried to ride out the waves of pleasure.

The pizza guy blinked up at her, his expression a mix of awe and confusion. "Uh… Kara?" he called out.

But she couldn't respond. Kara was too lost in the sensation, too overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. She gasped for air and **** herself to get up. "I-I-I'm okay," she lied, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders. Her hips began to move on their own, grinding down on his fat cock, trying desperately to regain control.

But it was no use.

The pizza guy sat up slightly, his hands finding her hips and he casually took over. Casually.

"T-t-this is—hngghh~! C-cumming! I-I just can't stop! I-it's—"

'Stop! Stop, you're Supergirl!'

His thrusts were slow at first, cautious. He was being kind.

'N-not even Doomsday ever manhandled me this easily—!

"F-faster," Kara begged, out of pride. "Harder!"

She was being stubborn.

Well…if she wanted him to fuck harder, then he would happily give it to her. He felt her pussy clench around him, he lost all restraint. He began to fuck her in earnest, his hips slamming into hers with a **** that made her gasp.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

She straddled him. She was supposed to be riding him.

Her eyes rolled back.

"Cumming, cumming, CUMMIIINNG~! CAN'T STOP CUMMIIING~! THIS BIG COCK! THIS BIG COCCKKK~!"

Kara's hands flew to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin as she tried to keep up. Her pussy was so tight, so wet, and every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. She could feel herself unraveling, her moans growing louder and more **** as he pounded into her.

"Oh, God! Oh, RAO~!" Kara whimpered, her head falling forward as her glasses slipped off her face and landed on the floor. "This cock, this cock, this cock, thiscockthiscockkkkk~! It's so goooddddd!!"

The pizza guy grinned, his hands sliding up her body to grope her ass. Her heart-shaped ass was firm and jiggly, perfection in every way, and he couldn't resist giving it a squeeze as he continued to fuck her.

Squeeze that ass.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

Fuck that pussy.

Plow it senseless.

She was trying to seem pathetic. She was trying not to grin and have her eyes roll back. Her breasts jiggled, however, and her ass was being massaged by greedy fingers.

"Your pussy is tight and so is your ass!"

"T-t-t-t-thank you!"

Kara's ass was rather small. A peachy, vaguely jiggly rear that did not yield to men and was perfect for fucking. It allowed cocks of any size to fuck it.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

A sculpted, perky masterpiece that looked like it had trained alongside Olympic sprinters, danced with elite gymnasts, and occasionally squatted an entire collapsing building just for funsies. Somewhere between "beach volleyball champion" and "track-and-field prodigy," her rear end was clearly built for more than sitting. It was aerodynamic. It probably reduced drag while flying. NASA would be jealous.

Yes, Supergirl was faster than a speeding bullet, stronger than a locomotive, and blessed with a butt that could inspire sonnets and protein shake sponsorships. And somewhere, deep in the Fortress of Solitude, there's probably a mirror she uses just to check that everything's still looking heroic from behind.

Today, that ass was getting squeezed from an ordinary man from Gotham and getting pounded by a giant cock.

Her fans would be distraught. She never allowed anyone to take pictures under her skirt. With her X-ray vision and super hearing, it was quite easy to hear the camera shutters.

But this man…

"Your cock is so delicious! So deep! So BIG! Hngghhh~!" Another orgasm. How many were they now? "Your cock is mkaing me so horny I can't STAND IT~!"

Kara moaned loudly, her hips grinding against his. She tried to match his rhythm. But she was losing herself, her body betraying her as the pleasure became too much to handle.

She was becoming Supergirl. She was tapping into her super speed and strength. Her pussy gripped him tight. The pizza guy could feel it and he briefly paused to look her in the eye.

"Your…your dick is so full. It feels amazing..." Kara's gorgeous blue eyes, unlike any colour he had seen, were glazed with lust and tears. She was grinding down on him. "I-I'm so sorry but…haah! You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. I'm going to be your sex ****. I want to keep fucking you forever and ever."

"K-Kara?"

"Fuck me," she said, "I'm going to cum. Please, just…just keep making me cum."

She leaned down and kissed him.

Oh yeah, there was no backing out now. Grabbing her ass tightly, he fucking jackhammered into her.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

Kara's pussy clenched around him, her juices soaking his cock as she teetered on the edge of a dozen orgasms. She tried to hold on, tried to slam back down. "I-I-I'm Super—"

She was Supergirl.

But she couldn't.

Her body went rigid as another orgasm hit her, her pussy spasming around his cock as she let out a guttural moan. Her legs trembled, her strength failing her as she collapsed onto his chest.

The pizza guy chuckled, his hands still gripping her ass as he slowed his pace. "You're cute when you're out of control," he said.

Kara lifted her head slightly, her blue eyes meeting his. Her lips were swollen, her face flushed, but there was a spark of determination in her gaze. "Let me… let me try again," she whispered. "I'm going to wear you out. I promise."

So cute.

She was so damn cute.

He smiled, his hands sliding up to her waist as he sat up and faced her. "Alright, Kara. Let's see what you've got."

Kara bit her lip as she adjusted her position, her hips slowly rising and falling. She was riding him again but this time, her pussy was super tight. Like…super, mega tight. Tighter than anything he had ever experienced. The pizza guy couldn't move even if he wanted to.

"D-damn."

"Am I doing good?" Kara asked cutely, as if asking a superior. Her movements were clumsy at first, her rhythm off, but the pizza guy didn't seem to mind.

"Mhm," he encouraged, his hands resting on her thighs. "You're doing great."

Kara's cheeks flushed as she tried to focus and pretend she didn't enjoy obeying him and hearing his praise. Her hips went in slow, deliberate circles. Her pussy was still incredibly tight, although her wetness made every movement smoother. She could feel him inside her, his cock filling her in the most delicious way, and it wasn't long before she found her rhythm.

She pushed him back down.

"Oh, yes," Kara moaned, her hands resting on his chest as she rode him. Her body was slick with sweat, her hair clinging to her face, but she didn't care. She was finally in control, finally able to enjoy the sensation of him inside her. "Oh Rao~! You make me so wet it doesn't feel real!"

Rao? What even was this Rao? Was she a cultist or part of one of this alien religions? Whatever. This pussy was amazing and this girl was too.

The pizza guy groaned, his hands gripping her hips. "D-don't make m—"

On instinct, he thrust up into her.

Kara whimpered and lost all momentum. She just…couldn't beat this guy. This random pizza man was more difficult to beat than Darkseid. At least with him, she had some idea what to do. Use his Omega Beams against him or call for back-up. But this cock…

She had to do this alone and she was failing.

"R-Rao! Rao, you turn me on so much it's not fair!" A whimper. "Why do you drive me so crazy? Why?"

This cock felt better than sunlight! Sunlight!

Fuck, maybe because there was a storm going on and it was night and there was no sun but...but....but...

'Why? Why do I sound crazy over this COCK!'

His cock hit all the right spots all the time, and Kara couldn't help but cry out as another three orgasms washed over her. Her pussy clenched around him, her thick juices dripping down his cock as she ground against him.

But then he stopped.

Kara blinked down at him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "What… what's wrong?"

The pizza guy's hands went up to cup her breasts. "Just enjoying the view," he said. He pinched her pretty pink nipples. Wow, just lovely.

Kara's cheeks flushed as she leaned down, her lips brushing against his. "Then let's see how much you can take," she whispered, her hips beginning to move again.

But it didn't last.

"Y-you…! You can't just—n-not fair!"

The pizza guy's hands slid back down to her ass, gripping it tightly as he began to fuck her again. CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! Three thrusts and he was back in control.

"N-not fair! C-cumming! Cummiiiing~!" Her hands gripped his shoulders as she tried to keep up. Depending on your definition of keep up, she succeeded.

The pace was relentless, and Kara was soon a moaning, sweating mess. Okay, fuck, regardless of definition, she just couldn't keep up, couldn't match his rhythm as he pounded into her. Her pussy was so tight, so wet, and every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Her super hearing then caught it—his balls tightening up. His teeth gritting. He wanted to cum. He would cum.

"C-cum inside." That was all she could beg for. Creampie her. Fill her womb up. "Do it!"

"G-got it!" The pizza guy groaned, his cock throbbing inside her. He came—yep, he came inside the legendary Supergirl. How many men dreamed of this? How many men wanted her panties to drop and stick their dick inside?

Millions.

And tonight, millions of babies were travelling up into her womb. The most fruitful creampie in the world, the best the Kryptonian could ever receive from a man, his cum filling her in hot, sticky spurt.

Kara didn't scream. She just collapsed and let him pump her. His balls tensing and quivering as he let out everything he had. He kept his hands on her ass. He kept his cock inside.

Kara's eyes fluttered shut as she lay there on his chest. She could feel him inside her, his cock still hard as his cum leaked out of her.

The pizza guy chuckled, his hands gently stroking her back. "W-wow…that was amazing…"

But Kara didn't respond. She was too exhausted, her body too heavy to move. All she could do was lie there, her cheek resting against his chest, as the world around her faded away.