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Super Succubus - Chapter 1
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Warhawk slammed his pint glass onto the bar, a tiny pool of frothy dark liquid sloshing in the bottom. “Another one, mate! It’s not every day that a fine Irish lad such as meself puts the second-most wanted supervillain in the world behind bars. I mean to celebrate!”
Two dark eyes glimmered in the shadows in the corner of the bar. They were the only part of the mysterious woman that was visible in the inky darkness as her gaze settled on the boisterous redheaded superhero at the bar. Her crimson lips, barely visible, curled into a sexy smirk.
The scarred man raised his glass in time with his voice for yet another enthusiastic out-of-tune victory song, his eyes magnetically drawn to a slender ankle in strappy heels that emerged from the corner into the pub’s amber light.
Piquing his interest further, the delicately sculpted ankle was followed by a long, slender leg and the daringly high-cut hem of a hip-hugging dress. By the time her magnificent breasts and stunning visage materialized from the darkness before his awestruck eyes, his obnoxious voice had gone silent, the man’s mind too preoccupied with lascivious thoughts to remember the words of the next verse.
The woman’s eyes smoldered with intensity but her lips appeared merely amused as she strolled toward the bar, attracting pairs of eyes from all over the room. Her slender arm flowed gracefully with a ballerina-like elegance rarely seen in the rowdy bar as she placed a black leather clutch on the worn mahogany surface, lowering her shapely derriere to a stool.
By the time she held up a red fingernail to attract the bartender’s attention, he was already before her, standing at rapt attention with wide, eage, puppy-dog eyes.
“Ahem,” coughed Warhawk, stumbling his way to the stool beside the gorgeous young woman with a crooked smile. His chin bobbed as he floated airily on copious amounts of alcohol, his body sloshing from side to side as he spoke. “You look familiar.”
“Oh, I do, do I?” the woman said, cocking her head just enough to allow her dark irises to shift to the left of her almond-shaped eyes, casting a sidelong glance at the ginger-mohawked superhero. “You look quite familiar yourself.”
Warhawk beamed, his drink lapping over the rim as he puffed out his chest. “I’m the first—and only!—superhero from Ireland, lass! I’m something of a local legend, you might say.”
“Really!?” the woman said, her brow arching with interest as she turned her stunning body ever-so-slightly toward the loud man. “So are all the local legends as good-looking as you?” the woman replied, her lips returning instantly to a coy half-smile the moment she finished her question.
“Well, there be only one local legend around here, miss. And he be a right fine lookin’ chap indeed,” the man confirmed, stealing a furtive glance into the cavernous depths of her luscious cleavage.
“Well, color me impressed,” she said, her silky thighs rubbing together as they crossed. She shifted slightly further in his direction, slithering her soft fingers over the hand the man was using to grip the edge of the bar to stabilize his swaying form. “I’ve met quite a lot of men, but I don’t think any of them has been as attractive as you, Mister…?”
“Warhawk,” his smile grew dreamy as he gazed into her hypnotic eyes. “Just Warhawk. It’s me trade name, ye see. Pleasure to meet you, lass.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” the woman said, her tone dropping suggestively. She reached out her top leg to stroke the satin skin of her shapely calf against the man’s outer thigh.
He shivered visibly at her tantalizing touch, squirming uncomfortably as an impressive bulge appeared in his tight leather pants. The woman’s burning gaze flicked downward before returning to the man’s eyes lit by a glimmer of amusement. She clearly seemed to enjoy the effect she was having on the drunken hero.
His hand, now trembling slightly, set his pint glass to the mahogany, and he placed his hand over hers. “What say ye to finding a more private place to celebrate?” His eyes were glued to hers as he made the proposal.
The woman’s sly smile broadened, her gorgeous dark eyes twinkling with rapt delight as they narrowed slightly, turning predatory. “I’d say: perfect.”
***
“Tell me how you captured Silver Sorceress again?” The sexy siren breathed as Warhawk trailed increasingly urgent kisses down her long, swanlike neck, the couple stumbling into the door of the woman’s apartment. Warhawk hadn’t been able to wait, pulling her to him as they had entered the lift. “Hearing about your exploits turns me on...”
Immediately, he pulled his probing lips from her perfect, perfumed skin to look the brunette stunner straight in her exotic-looking eyes. He hesitated for a moment, attempting once again to place her ethnicity, but he found he could not. She seemed to possess an exquisite combination of features from every race, giving her mocha skin, dark eyes, and raven tresses a strangely exotic appearance with universal aesthetic appeal.
“I chased ‘er down in the sky and flung off ‘er earmuffs,” he responded excitedly. “Gave ‘er one o’ me sonic shrieks straight into the ol’ ear canal,” he said breathlessly, the opportunity for braggadocio the only thing appealing enough for him to pause his oral exploration of the luscious girl’s breathtaking body. “She dropped from the sky like a stone after one screech from these here lungs, lass.”
He straightened slightly, puffing out his chest at the memory, even as his evening’s company clung to his well-muscled frame, guiding his shambling form toward the bed in her ultra-modern, glass-walled studio apartment.
“I swooped down to gather ‘er up, and the Fuzz took ‘er off me hands with a tip o’ thanks from their caps.”
The woman brushed the strip of spiky, orange hair that ran the center of his head with her delicate scarlet fingernails. “So you can fly and dominate sexy young supervillainesses with your voice alone?” she breathed, the arousal evident in her hushed voice. “Impressive…”
Warhawk grinned, leaning in for a long, passionate kiss as the back of her rounded calves finally pressed into the foot of the bed. “Supervillainesses aren’t the only sexy women I can dominate with my lips…” he whispered, enjoying the feel of the goosebumps that broke out over her flawless skin at his words.
The mysterious woman placed a small hand in the center of Warhawks broad, chiseled chest, gently pushing him backward a step. “Oooooo. One of those types…” she purred.
She slipped the straps of her dress over each slim, sculpted shoulder, her diamond stud earrings and choker glimmering in the soft moonlight. With a cryptic smile, she reached behind her body with both hands, the telltale sound of a descending zipper sending a shudder of desire through Warhawk’s aroused body.
He watched with wide, hungry eyes as she shrugged, her tight sheath dress slowly sliding downward over full, succulent breasts, which quivered enticingly from the movement within the half cups of her black lacy bra. Her willowy arms flowed gracefully to each hip, her open palms assisting the fabric downward over the lower swells of a perfect hourglass figure to reveal a sleek, sexy stomach to the man’s mesmerized eyes.
By the time the neckline of the classy dress reached the concave curvature of her lower abdomen to reveal the other half of her skimpy lingerie, Warhawk was licking his lips in anticipation. He had never seen a woman so beautiful.
The dark material flowed languidly over long, slender thighs as if wanting to linger to caress them. Warhawk could understand the sentiment, his fingers twitching as he imagined running them over her firm, succulent flesh.
One of the woman’s smooth knees rose, then fell, kicking off a strappy, black, stiletto heel. It was quickly followed by the other. In a smooth sweep of her generously arched foot, she kicked the crumpled dress to the side, sending it sliding across the polished tile floor.
She opened her arms wide, inviting Warhawk to embrace her awe-inspiring body, and he quickly took advantage, hugging her full breasts to his rock-hard chest, his calloused hands urgently roaming the elegant lines of her bare back.
“God, yer sexy,” he whispered, more to himself than to her as he exhaled a beer-scented breath into another open-mouthed kiss, squeezing her sensual form to his muscular body with almost desperate passion.
He lowered her to the silk sheets, sliding her sleek body over their shimmering surface as the fabric swirled and flowed around her divine form. She squeezed his tensed biceps as he slid her curvaceous backside to the center of the king-sized bed.
“And your body feels sooo strong,” she said, her voice throaty with need as Warhawk pushed into a plank position above her, his well-developed triceps popping into iron relief as he positioned his arms to either side of her.
He didn’t smile this time, his lips trembling as his attention was transfixed by the seductive curves of her magnificent body beneath her lacy lingerie. He shifted his weight to his left, freeing his right hand to curl a finger under the center of her bra and snap it open.
The woman smiled hungrily, using long, nimble fingers to tug at the sides of the large cups of her bra, pulling it away to reveal perfect, pink nipples to her lover’s ravenous eyes.
Warhawk dove in, accepting the woman’s silent invitation to partake of her flesh. His hungering lips found the succulent slopes of her left breast, suckling at her nipple as if it offered him the gift of everlasting life.
The woman let out a shaky breath, her back arching, chin rising as the man’s mouth sent sparks of sensation lancing through her already aroused body. Warhawk could feel her steamy exhale in the crook of his neck as he swirled his tongue over her taut, succulent flesh.
She continued to writhe beneath him as he attended to her nubile breasts with tongue, teeth, and lips. Her hands found the steely, defined obliques that lined each side of his muscled, masculine abdomen, her fingers curling deeply into the soft cotton of his shirt. She pulled it upward, revealing the twin columns of his cobbled abs before drawing the shirt halfway up the clenching, striated sinew of his chest.
She continued to tug at his shirt until his mouth finally released her breast. Her eyes sparkled in anticipation as she flung away the cloth covering, tossing it away from the bed to survey his sculpted physique.
Warhawk’s pupils were dilated, his irises glimmering with furious intensity. His expression filled with smoldering lust as his gaze descended the soft, rounded edges of her lightly etched core, the undulating movement of her slithering body causing her feminine sinew to clench and release in a hypnotically rhythmic pattern before his admiring eyes. With a tightening jaw, he dove in again. This time, his teeth found the upper edge of her tiny panties. They clamped onto the flimsy fabric, a quick twist of his thickly cabled neck tearing them off her gorgeous hips with a theatrical flourish.
He pressed his starving lips to her moistened sex, licking her entrance, shivering breathlessly as the sweet taste of her heavenly body coated his caressing tongue. Two sets of long fingers snaked over the buzzed ginger sides of his head, curling around his ears to pull him toward her mouth, urging the man upward along her sensual body.
He obliged, kissing the toned flesh of her taut stomach as he rose along the smooth length of her upper body. He extended his tongue, moistening the lower slopes of her buxom breasts with tender licks as he zigzagged between their lush hemispheres.
The woman’s hands left his flushed ears, gliding down the sides of his rosy-cheeked face. They descended his upper body before loosening his belt. His pants fell open to reveal a rigid member, straining the fabric of his boxers. He could feel her fingers as they curled around his member through the cloth, massaging it tantalizingly, the skill of her hands working him.
“Fuck, that feels amazin’,” he whispered in a strained voice, his hips bucking involuntarily as she stroked him breathless with delicious sensation.
Smiling, she pulled his underwear down, fully exposing his thick cock and aligning it to the angle of her voluptuous hips. She guided him to her, gasping as he plunged into her magnificent body. The tense man shuddered with rapture as he pushed into her tight canal, filling her from the outside in, stretching her lithe, voluptuous body around his quivering shaft as he penetrated her with a long, achingly slow thrust.
“Keep… going…” she panted, her fingers clutching at his virile hips as he powered his thick member into her sublime body.
Warhawk had never felt anything like it. Her body felt unbelievable as it gripped him erotically. She felt warm and firm, yet still pliant to his driving hardness. It was as if her womb were caressing him along every inch of his prodigious length, inner tendrils of sexy muscle flowing over him, each snake-like constriction squeezing heavenly ecstasy into his painfully aroused cock.
She seemed to be enjoying it every bit as much he was, her breathy pants transitioning into long, guttural moans.
After just a few mind-bendingly rapturous thrusts, he couldn’t hold it any longer, exploding within her with a loud cry. His climax was far more violent than he was used to, yet he felt strangely weak as he spasmed and shook inside her delicious body. The woman cried out in pleasure beneath him as her coiled body tightened around him in a series of clenching spasms.
The mysterious woman’s eyes began to glow softly orange as her muscles tightened in one last agonizingly long tremor before it relaxed. As Warhawk pulled out of her glistening sex, he was too lost in pleasure to notice that, freed from his anchoring weight, the woman drifted upward from the bed, her stunning, nude body rising slowly into the steamy air.
Comments
HikerAngel
I’m so glad you liked it, Legfan! XD
Legfan71
My first impression after reading it was confirmed after I took an ice cold shower and then sat in front of a fan at full blast with an cold washcloth on my forehead as I read it a second time, it is one of, if not THE most scintillating scenes that I have read in this genre. If I was to describe it in a single word it would be WOW!!!
HikerAngel
Thanks, Koopa! The story will begin to take shape with chapter 2, but I thought this would make for a fun opening… :)
Koopz
You are taking superwomen fiction to a new level of hotness! I feel like doing a bit of meditation after that lol. After reading several stories of yours, i need to say that in this genre your ability to give life to “mysterious/flirtatious sexy woman character” is unparalleled.
