Supergirl wants in

You were getting ridden by Supergirl who was in a reverse cowgirl position. You kept a hand on her hip and was propped up with your pillow. Supergirl had stripped out of her outfit earlier in a sensuous dance which she had only interrupted when she noticed that Lum and Barris had left Ranko’s clothing behind. She had grabbed the rumpled clothing and tossed it out of the room at the awoken Ranko. Apparently, Ranko had been limping down the hall naked and covering herself with her hands while receiving jeers from the line of your future partners.

You came once again in her snatch causing her to let out a pleased sigh. She smacked the hand you had put on her hip and she twisted around to get into the cowgirl position. She hovered over you with her F-Cup breasts moving in an imaginary wind. She lined herself back up and then dropped herself back on your dick. Reached up to try to cup a breast but she quickly smacked it away.

“Nope, no touching, not today,” she says as she touches your manhood with her pussy. “I’m going to let you into a little secret.” Supergirl pauses and shivers with a smile. “The minimal soundproofing this glorified sex den has can’t stop kryptopian hearing.” While you are panicking a bit, she looks at the boarded up and semi repaired wall. “And Looma’s rampage made most of it pointless.”

“What are you going to do about it?” You finally ask her as she resumed using your dick. “Are you going to tell Femputer?”

“Nope, this group would be better off without her yelling about Amazonian rules and making people drink contaminated water in punishment,” she admits. “Which brings up why I wanted to talk to you; you’re planning on leaving with as many of the willing tribe girls as possible while leaving Femputer and her loyalists around for them to bring new girls under their grasp. I don’t want that.”

“I don’t want that either but unless you know a way around Canary’s voice along with the other lackey’s and ferals, I’m hoping to save those I can, particularly Diana, Gogo, and Mirajane if possible,” you answer back, keeping your voice down.

“Canary’s voice is a problem especially with Magician Girl using magic to transmit her voice the one time a newcomer tried gagging Canary,” Supergirl said as she twisted her hips deliciously. “If someone could take out Dark Magician Girl and a few others; the tribe would be safe from Canary until you could get other shuttles here.”

“I’m guessing you are joining Mirajane and I?” You ask to be sure. “And if the shuttle’s capture ray is still working, we don’t need more shuttles.”

“Obviously, I’m joining you,” Supergirl rolled her eyes. “And how would the capture ray help? Isn’t it just like a UFO levitating people up until restrained?”

“The ray digitizes those marked as characters, it has enough storage room for the tribe a dozen times over,” you explain, thinking of your idle thought to capture them all and taking a bunch home. “But I don’t know if it survived the crash intact. Hopefully those I caught earlier are alright.” Supergirl looked at you with her jaw dropped.

“Okay, we are going to need to get someone to check; I might have someone in mind,” she says while nodding her head. “If it works, no one will get left behind in this heap for the next wandering band of assholes to exploit.”

“We need resources to get the shuttle fixed which we would easily have with Femputer and Canary out of the way. We need resources for the character ray and maybe have it portable.” You summarize. “And if we can’t get rid of them; we need to sneak out and get the shuttle fixed with what we can before we get discovered or attacked.”

“Sounds like a plan, I’ll reach out to a few I trust and meet up with Mirajane, alright?” She asks to which you agree. “Perfect, then how about we finish this?” Without warning, her pussy tightened extremely painfully and with several hard and bone breaking plunges the two of you came as you filled her pussy to the brim.

“See you next time,” She says as she gathered up her Supergirl leotard and floated out the door after getting dressed. “He’s all yours!” She said to the next in line as you laid there catching your breath. As the next girl came in (a Sabine Wren who was holding her left hand weirdly), you hoped Diana and Gogo were alright and if Mirajane found them.