Chapter 5

It was only ten o’clock by the time Tina coaxed Cole to take her home for the night. The young woman wouldn’t let him out of her sight and even threatened to go into the bathroom with him if he hadn’t pushed away and held up a finger. Her purple eyes narrowed whenever a girl walked by and smiled at him. Slim hands rubbed between his legs on the drive home, so by the time they got to his place, he was straining against his jeans.

Cole kept her at arm's length as he unlocked the house’s side door. When he let her in and shut the door behind her, she got on her knees and began pulling down his zipper.

He backed up against the door. “Tina, don’t you want to get comfortable?”

“You had me wait at the party for two hours. Do you think I’ll wait another second? Now let me see what’s been pressing against me all that time dancing.” She unbuttoned his jeans, and then stuffed her hand into his boxers. Cole gasped as her fingers wrapped around his girth and pulled it free. Her touch sent jolts up his spine.

Tina smirked as she stared at his length, stroking him. “Thank goodness, it would have been such a downer if you turned out to be short.” Her lips kissed his shaft until she was at his base before she dragged her tongue to the tip while her eyes met his. Moonlight through the window illuminated her gem-like eyes.

Cole’s mind swam as her lips wrapped around him and pulled him in. His right hand slid behind her head to cradle her, feeling the plastic of the cheap wig. Tina’s mouth pressed down until his head felt the back of her throat. He didn’t know if he wanted to role-play getting head from a superheroine or pull off Tina’s mask and wig. What was Tina’s game? Maddy had warned him about girls like her and told him not to let his feelings get involved if things went too fast, or he’d get his heart broken yet again. “If she’s easy for you, she’s easy for everyone,” Maddy said. The rational part of his mind surrendered to the pleasure his body felt.

Tina’s tongue curled around him with each movement of her head. The tingles spread from his length into his balls and then radiated out from his pelvis. Cole put a second hand behind her head as her movements grew in eagerness. Still, Tina’s eyes were locked on his. Her cheeks caved in, and she sucked on him. Cole’s eyes rolled back, and he groaned as his hips moved to begin fucking her mouth.

Tina encouraged him by holding his forearms and humming. The added pressure helped him delve deeper down her throat, going past her tonsils. Her moans accented every squelch of his cock as it plunged inside her mouth. Would the real Aphelia ever be as eager to please as Tina? He doubted it. The heroine had always been portrayed as wholesome on the news, with no rumors of having a boyfriend. He assumed supes kept their relationships secret to maintain their popularity, like pop stars.

Her right hand let go of his arm, and she put it between her legs. Tina’s moans rose in pitch as Cole took control. His hips worked faster, and he bit his lip, thinking about Tina rubbing herself as he fucked her mouth. He bent at the hips and seized as he brought her head close as he exploded. Tina grabbed his ass and squeezed as thick ropes of cream shot down her gullet.

Cole could feel his muscles clench as each pulse shot into her throat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” The sensation of her swallowing his semen as his orgasm ebbed made his vision flash with sparks. His hands moved to her shoulders, and he pulled himself out of her mouth. Her lips formed a seal over him, cleaning him and milking the last bit from him, leaving her mouth clean aside from a smudge of red lipstick.

She sat on her knees, panting. “Did it feel okay?”

“What? Tina, you were amazing.”

She shrugged her shoulders and cupped his balls. “Then why are you still hard?”

He looked down and saw his erection was still raging. Reaching down, he took her hand and pulled up. “Isn’t it proof that I think you’re hot as fuck?”

Her face, which had shown nothing but unbridled confidence, now cracked. She looked away and shrugged.

His index finger hooked her chin and pulled her back to look at him. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to hers in a forceful kiss. A short moan escaped her mouth as she let his tongue inside. They embraced, and Cole reveled as her fingers dragged down his back.

Cole pulled away and lowered himself. He wrapped his hands around her legs and brought his shoulder into her belly and hoisted her up. Her giggles filled the kitchen as he hoisted her up and carried her up the stairs over his shoulder.

She felt light as a feather as he took the carpeted steps even though she had healthy curves. He used her feet to knock his bedroom door open, then dipped and rolled her onto his queen-sized bed.

He stared as he tore off his clothes and kicked off his boots. “Let me see you naked.”

Her hands roamed over her body until they rested on her chest. She massaged her breasts, her hardening nipples poking her suit. Kicking off her sneakers and scooting up on the bed, she turned on a side lamp. “I want to wear the costume, and I want you to give it to me rough. Can you do that for me?”

His stomach clenched. He had never encountered a woman like Tina. He looked up and said, “If that’s what you want.”

A mewl escaped her lips. “Give it to me, Cole. I need you inside me.”

Jumping onto the foot of the bed, he crawled between her legs and gripped the costume's fabric over her pubic mound. Pinching and lifting, he tore a gash in her suit that revealed her soft, pale sex.

Pursing his lips, he brought his head down on her slit. A shower of kisses rained down on her glistening flesh.

Her toes and fingers curled as she arched her back. “What are you doing?”

“I’m returning the favor,” he said. Extending his tongue, he tasted her glistening petals. Her scent made his chest blossom with warmth. Savoring her flavor, he reached up and massaged her breasts. Tina seized him by the hair and angled her sex, offering herself completely to him. Licking her folds, he found her sensitive bud and fluttered over it until her moans grew louder.

Thumbs and forefingers rolled Tina’s nipples as she moaned louder. Tina’s wig shifted, revealing wisps of her real hair. Cole craved to see her release and sucked at the apex of her flower, flicking faster.

Tina whined as her body curled up around his head. Hooking her heels onto his back, she bucked herself against his face. “You’re making me cum! Your tongue feels so good on me.”

Her mouth dropped open as she squeezed her eyes shut. A choked cry filled Cole’s ears as her body convulsed and gave up more fluid into his mouth. Cole dropped his inhibitions and lapped up her essence, wanting to pleasure her as much as she did him. He only backed off when her body relaxed.

Cole wiped his mouth. “Roll over.”

Tina’s half-shut eyes widened as she caught sight of his well-muscled body. Biting her lip, she rolled herself onto her belly.

Gripping her waist, he pulled her ass up. She brought up her knees and arched her back, presenting herself to him, moaning softly. Cole growled and swatted her round ass before pulling the tear wider. He pulled himself up, bringing his knob to her drenched entrance. Holding himself, he pushed inside just enough to spread her lips, teasing her, moving his head up and down her tight slit.

Gripping the comforter, she sought him out by pushing back. Cole sighed as he felt her tight heat pressing against his tip. He seized her waist with his left hand and swatted her ass again with the other. The soft flesh wobbled from the spank.

Tina cried out with passion and said, “I want you so bad. I’m so close!”

With one deliberate movement, he brought himself forward until his hips met her ass. Tina buried her head in a pillow and screamed into it as her tight channel gripped him like a vise. For a few moments, he kept his length buried inside her. Every inch of him felt her heat, pressure, and friction. The pleasure was so intense that Cole had to control his breathing or risk losing himself too soon. His eyes flicked up to the poster of Aphelia on the wall, arms akimbo and her lips curled into a smirk. Millions of copies sold the year after he graduated from high school. From this point of view, he could almost imagine he was really fucking the heroine from behind, driving his lust to new heights. Fingers gripping her waist, he withdrew himself nearly all the way before thrusting inside again, Tina moaning throughout. Her body begged for more as he pushed, his length nudging up against her core.

Tina turned her head and continued to moan, her hand reaching back to find her sex. Cole could feel her fingertips pressing against her clitoris as his shaft pistoned inside the woman. He reached for her hair to tug it, but remembered it was a wig. Instead, he reached for the suit and ripped it apart from her backside to between her shoulder blades. Her pale ass cheeks were exposed to him. He gripped her and pumped, his fingers pressing into her glutes. Her cries and her matching movements told him she only wanted more.

“Get on your hands,” he said.

When she obeyed, she looked back at him, her face flushed and her pupils dilated.

He bent down and slid his hands under her suit along her sides and gripped her delicious breasts with spread fingers. Thrusting deeply, his hips slapped against her ass, sending ripples down her thighs.

He kissed her while she was craning her neck and said, “Tina, you feel so fucking good.”

She looked forward and whimpered, “You can pull on my nipples, mmmph, if you want.”

Pinching her and tugging only made her collapse and groan again, but she was pushed over the edge and shuddered. Her pussy set up a rhythmic pulse as she came on his dick. Her fingers gripped the pillow, and he felt her shoulders strain. The pillow tore in half, stuffing spilling over the edge of the bed.

Cole’s eyes went wide. Was she really feeling that good? He bucked faster as his balls retracted until they hugged his shaft, and he released inside her with one last desperate series of thrusts. Their pulses synchronized, his spurts matching her contractions around his girth. Shocks of pleasure raced over his body, and his rhythm faltered. Her legs gave out, and she went fully prone on the bed as his cock stopped twitching. He clung to her, unwilling to let the afterglow end. It was only when her clenching walls pushed his softening cock out of her pussy that he rolled off her.

She lay there panting next to him as he slid his hand up and down the hollow of her back. “You are so fucking amazing, Tina. I want you to take off that mask and costume so I can cuddle that smoking body of yours.”

Tina turned her head away and whispered. “You have to make it completely dark. Turn off the lights and cover the windows.”

He sat up and said, “Whatever you want, baby. I don’t understand why you feel the need to be so shy.”

“Just do it. I want to cuddle too, you know.”

With the lights off and the curtains blocking most of the remaining moonlight, Cole slipped under the covers and waited. He felt the bed shift as she stood up. The sound of fabric tearing and hitting the floor was followed by Tina getting under the covers and finding the hollow of his arm. He reached up with his free hand and stroked her real hair in the dark, feeling how silky it was. The hand then went down her side before pulling her leg over him.

“You’re mean,” he said.

She stiffened. “Why do you say that?”

His fingers pressed against her thigh. “You didn’t let me see how beautiful you truly were under that costume.”

She nuzzled his neck and hugged him as he drifted to sleep. “Ugh. Be a good boy and don’t say anything more, or I’m going to make you fuck me again.”

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