Fucking her killer pussy

Their words fueled the lust raging between them. Her hands weren't stopping and his cock wouldn't stop throbbing. Drip, drip, drip. Pre-cum was falling. His balls were tightening. The climax was near…!

“Let's see how far you can cum…”

There was five feet of distance between Aaron and the white Promethium steel box. An entrance was coincidentally right in view of his monster cock.

“Here it cums!”

Killer Frost was quite the cocky woman and rightfully so. She suggested this, she got to jerk him off, and she got to see his load. Her eyes followed the first cumshot—

Spurt!

And gasped when she saw the rocket-like cum fling to the door. Her eyes then proceeded to follow every single cum shot after.

Spurt! Spurt! Spuurt! The gushing sounds of each cumshot as well as the length and quality was unrivalled. No human could do what Aaron Reigner was doing. Not because it was a superpower but because of the virility of his balls. That was all.

“Mm, now that's what I call cumming!” Killer Frost stroked him to get some more of that seed. It worked. He kept nutting and nutting.

“Ngh…!” Aaron loved it the way any man whose balls were draining would love it. Just cum and relax. Let yourself tighten and unwind.

He nutted all over the door. Nearly every single one of his cumshots struck the door, the gooey seed sticking and falling, camouflaging with the white. That was how pure he was.

Killer Frost was held by the waist and glued to his dripping cock. “Wow. Now that's what I call a show.”

Aaron looked down at her. The nude supervillain shouldn't be so cocky.

Arm on her waist, he did a heel turn and slammed her against the steel wall directly next to the cum door. They locked lips again, their tongues dueling in a passionate battle.

Aaron's massive cock was sandwiched between her thighs, the heat up against Killer Frost's slick, cold pussy, the contrast of heat and chill sending shivers down her spine. Alas, due to his size, his cock touched the steel wall and his hips were halfway reeled back.

Not for long.

Her back was to the wall, her breath quickening. Aaron went further and further back until the kiss ended, she was chasing after him, and she felt the tip of his cock tease her entrance. The touch was electric and made her still. Aaron did not shove his cock like a maniac. He waited, each second stretching into an eternity.

Killer Frost flicked from the cock to Aaron to her own pussy and Aaron's eyes again.

"Just fucking do it."

Aaron smirked, his eyes locked onto hers as he slowly pushed forward. The sensation was overwhelming for Killer Frost, her icy cunt clenching around his thick shaft as he slid in inch by agonizing inch. Although agonizing was the incorrect term: it was pure delight.

“Now this…” Four inches, five inches. Her smile was huge. “Is a cock! A real co—ooooCCKKK~!” Seven, eight, nine. Her eyes rolled back. “THIS IS A REAL COCK!”

Ten, eleven, twelve. He still wasn't fully inside. He had inches to spare.

The blessing was already inside though.

"Oh God~!! Yes, yes, fuck me!"

Fucking with twelve inches wasn’t that bad. Plus, this was an icy cunt. A new experience would be fun.

Aaron gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he began to thrust, each movement eliciting another cry from Killer Frost.

“Yesssssh~! Real cock~! Real cock~!” Her eyes crossed and she let out a gasp. “I'm already on the BRINK OF HEAEVVVEN~! YESSSHH~!”

A proud orgasm in ten seconds flat.

Killer Frost was hooked.

His cock filled her completely, the cold of her pussy doing nothing to dull the intensity of the sensations. In fact, the cold was new and fresh.

‘A cold pussy is…’ In and out, in and out. Hands on her hips, staring her down, he fucked her. ‘....super wet!’

But while Aaron could stare her down with a stone-cold face, Killer Frost could not. She was melting. The arrogance within her was thawing. Aaron did not jackhammer into her, he moved with precision, his strokes long and deep, driving her higher and higher. The long cock going in and out, in and out…

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes, you stud! You god! You motherfucker, this! Thiiiis~!! This is incredible!" Killer Frost gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as another orgasm ripped through her. Her cunt spasmed around his dick.

Aaron's pace quickened. He could feel her inner walls tightening, her orgasms coming one after another. Cumming, cumming, tightening! What was this, her twentieth climax now?

“YESSSSSHHHH~!”

Certainly so. It was a relentless rhythm, each thrust pushing her further into bliss. Each thrust causing an orgasm. The supervillain known as Killer Frost famously possessed Thermokinetic Cryokinesis and less so famously a healing factor. She could handle it. She could!

"Ninety-nine times," Aaron announced in a mutter, lips nearly touching her light-blue lips. "You're going to come ninety-nine times before I dump my load inside."

“MOTHERFUUCCKKKKEER~! DO IITTTT~!” Killer Frost's mind was a blur of pleasure, her insides responding instinctively to his every move. She could feel heat building in her core. That should have been impossible. During sex, her icy powers reacted to the intense stimulation. That was she only kissed men and nothing more. She couldn't go any further. Her body would go haywire.

But with Aaron…!

Her moans grew louder, her cries echoing off the walls of the fortress.

"Yes, yes, YES~! Keep fucking ME~! Don't STOP, you fucking stud! NEVER STOP~!”

He didn't stop. If anything, he intensified his efforts, his cock pounding up into her. His hands went from her hips to her ass cheeks. Squeeze!

‘Good god that’s an amazing ass! Easily top three alongside Shiva and Cassandra!’

Killer Frost’s ass was cold too! Touching a cold bouncy ass was new. Aaron had never been so glad that he was on an unintentional mission to fuck the supervillains and superheroines of Gotham. ‘Batman, I seriously don’t get it!’

Thrust, thrust, thrust!

‘Firestorm, you too!’

Thrust, thrust, thrust!

“Ohhhh~! Ngghhhhhh~!” Cumming again and again. From thrust after thrust. “If I’m Killer Frost, this is a Killer CoooCKKKKK~!”

‘How could any superhero pass up on women like them? I don’t get it!’

No, Aaron did get it. But his lust was taking over his senses. Just a consequence of dicking down the manner he did it in. He made these ladies squeal. He made them experience a cock so big that it made every other man look like a chump. Each thrust was designed to make her cum, to push her beyond her limits. And she soared, her orgasms coming so fast and furious that she could barely keep track.

“Cumming, cumming, cummiiiiinnng~!” Her back arched off the wall, her head pointed up. “CUMMMIIINNG~! CUMMIIINGCUMMMINGCUMMIIIIINNG~!”

Fifty-three, Fifty-four…ooohh, that was three orgasms in one! The numbers were racking up fast!

"I'm... I'm gonna..." Killer Frost gasped loudly, her sanity barely holding on. "I'm gonna..."

SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—! SCHLAP—!

‘Ninety-nine, ninety-nine, ninety-nine…! Reach it! She’s already at eighty!’

Just fuck. Just pounce. Squeeze those ass cheeks. Make her lean and feel and nothing else. A supervillain did not deserve this ecstasy. Killer Frost, in her arrogance, thought she did. After all the world-ending events, arrests, and the battle against Black Canary, she deserved this cock.

Maybe she thought she did but Aaron disagreed. Dicking down supervillains wasn’t just for the sex. It was to convert them to good.

‘Batman, Firestorm, all the heroes in the world! When a sexy supervillain is seducing, when she’s in a leotard and begging for a fuck, do it! Because…!’

“I LOVE IT~! I LOVE BEING YOUR SLUT~! YOUR ICY FUCKING SLUUUUT~!”

‘They might just change their mind!’

Shado and Killer Frost. Even Cheshire with Will Harper. His five-incher was so good that she momentarily forgoed crime to have a child.

Dicking down a chick was sometimes the right thing to do! So just do it!

At the ninety-ninth orgasm, Killer Frost shattered. A scream tore from her throat as her orgasm exploded, her cunt clenching around his cock with a **** that nearly brought Aaron of all people to his knees. He held her steady, continuing to thrust as she came again and again.

Gasps, moans, and gibberish were repeated by her.

“Cockkkk~! CUMMIIINNG~! NGGHHHHKKKK~! GSHKKK~!”

She was trying to be dignified while trying to be cool while trying to be dominant. All failed so she ended up biting her bottom lip, looking up at the ceiling, and reached her hundredth orgasm.

“Hnnnnghhh….”

Finally, when she seemed to be spent, Aaron paused, his cock still buried deep inside her. He caressed her cheek, his touch tender despite the subzero temperature of her skin. Their coupling was making her powers go haywire. A huge arc of ice stained the steel wall she was pressed to.

Aaron wasn't close to cumming, however. He said he was going to cum upon the ninety-ninth orgasm. Well, they were at the hundredth and he was halfway there.

“Are you done, Killer Frost?”

That was the question; in hindsight, a stupid question.