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Episode 1
Robert Robertson the Third was not having the best day. To be entirely truthful, he was not having the best couple of months either ever since the Mecha Man suit was destroyed, but today was particularly shitty. First had been that press conference with the biggest asshole of a reporter trying to provoke him into doing something stupid, then he had picked a fight with a bunch of skittle-masked fucks while down an arm, which had then gotten dislocated and subsequently fixed in a very uncomfortable way.
After that, however, things had started looking up. Mainly him looking up at the very beautiful, very famous superhero who had come by to save the day and ask him to have a drink with her. Blonde Blazer.
Generally, life had a way of kicking him in the dick and then kneeing him in the face when he was bent over in pain. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the slight possibility of a mild concussion, or maybe it was the fact that he’d already gotten three helpings of asshole universe shenanigans that day, but he was feeling pretty good about this part of his day.
Robert let out a low whistle as he watched Blazer throw back the entire glass of beer like it was water and she’d been dying of thirst. “Rough day?” He asked.
“Hm?” Blazer threw him a confused glance, then must have realized she was holding an empty glass. “Oh, uh, this isn’t-. It’s the powers, it takes a lot for me to feel anything.”
“What a sad sentence,” Robert said, sipping from his own beer.
“If anything, I should be asking you that,” Blazer said. “I saw that press conference. Must have sucked.”
“Oh, no, I love being called a disappointment to the legacy of my dad and grandad,” Robert said sardonically, then shrugged. “Assholes come with the territory. Sometimes you can punch them, sometimes you can’t.”
“I doubt anyone would have blamed you if you’d knocked that particular asshole’s teeth out of his mouth,” Blazer said with a smile. She had a very nice smile, he noticed. The bartender arrived with another glass and she threw that one back as easily as the first. Robert thought she might have seemed a little nervous, though if either of them should have been it was him. Yet, strangely, he didn’t feel nervous. Despite the bruises, welts, cuts, shattered pride, financial ruin, semi-broken bones, headache, and general depression, he felt pretty good for the moment.
Now that was a sad sentence, he thought to himself.
They’d kept talking for a while after that. Blazer had asked him how he’d managed to keep going and he’d replied honestly, telling her he just liked helping people. Even to the point of financial ruin and nearly dying multiple times. And, as the night had gone on, they’d both made the switch to water, though Robert had swapped much sooner.
And then… She’d asked him to come home with her. It was surprisingly forward, but Robert suspected they’d both gone over their limit a bit. Normally, he’d have declined, whether from paranoia or a general belief that the world didn’t have good intentions for him. He should have declined. And yet… He’d said yes.
Being flown to her house was an interesting experience. Usually, he’d be inside the Mecha Man suit when he flew. The reminder of that stung a little, but not too much. Not when a beautiful woman was currently taking him to her place. A place which happened to be the penthouse suite of a skyscraper, top floor and everything. Being a corporate superhero clearly had its perks beyond the fame.
“So,” Blonde Blazer said, setting him down and then landing only inches in front of him. They were the same height, he noticed. Her face seemed a bit red. “I know this is a bit sudden, but…”
He leaned forward and his lips found hers. Her eyes widened as he kissed her, tasting cherry. For a moment, she simply stood there, too surprised to move. Then, she returned the kiss. Their mouths opened and his tongue slipped past her lips and he heard a moan building in her throat. His hands rested on her hips, feeling the soft, yet firm muscles underneath that skintight costume. She smelled like freshly baked cookies.
He broke the kiss first, drawing back a little to find Blazer staring through him, her eyes dazed for a moment. Her tongue licked the taste of him off her lips before awareness returned to her and she blinked, flushing harder than before.
“I-uh…” She started, drawing back a little. Her arms had draped themselves across his shoulders at some point during the kiss, while her body had pressed closer. Her breasts pushed up against his chest. She bit her lip, looking away. “I… I don’t think we should…”
He didn’t want her to say no. This night had already been bad enough, he didn’t want another kick in the dick, let alone the guilt and horror of misunderstanding a situation like this. However, as his anxiety built inside him, Blonde Blazer finished her sentence.
“I don’t think we should… do this outside…”
She pulled away and took him by the hand, leading him inside. Her bedroom was large, with a king-sized bed. She sat on the bed and he sat next to her. A feeling of awkwardness that hadn’t been there before had descended.
This was happening. Before, with the kiss, the moment had felt so right, so certain. Now, however…
Whatever doubts he felt disappeared as Blonde Blazer leaned over and kissed him again. He felt her hands come up to his face, caressing it. He leaned back as she pushed him down onto the bed, her tongue now the one exploring his mouth. Her fingertips slipped under the edges of the mask he’d forgotten he was wearing. He didn’t stop her
She pulled his mask off and broke the kiss, drawing back a bit to look into his newly revealed face. He wondered what she thought. He wasn’t the most handsome of men, but he wasn’t ugly. He was short and slim, but he wasn’t unmuscular, quite the opposite.
“We… can work with this,” Blonde Blazer whispered. He leaned up and caught her lips again with his own, bringing one hand up to pull her head down with his. His other hand went around to travel down her hip and give her ass a squeeze through the cloth of her uniform. She moaned appreciatively into his throat.
Briefly, he wondered if she’d get angry at him if he tore her uniform off her. Then, he realized he probably could have even if he’d tried. Superheroes tended to have costumes built to withstand their own strength and Blonde Blazer had thrown a full-grown man up onto a roof with one hand. Not exactly something he could tear with his unpowered arms.
Instead, the hand squeezing her ass travelled upwards, searching for a clasp or something. He found it beneath her long, golden hair, and the capelet she wore, at the base of her neck. The zipper pulled down easily, parting her outfit in two.
Blazer pulled back again, now straddling him, holding her costume to her body with her arms. It hung loosely on her now, though her neck and shoulders were covered by her golden pauldrons. With an almost mischievous smile, she peeled one arm out of its sleeve, then the other, all the while keeping the rest of the uniform still so she remained covered. Once both arms were freed, she slowly lowered them, letting the outfit fall away.
Robert sucked in a breath. Two, perfect globes, peaked by pink hills, demanded his attention. He couldn’t help but notice in that moment something else or, rather, the lack of something else.
“No bra?” He’d asked the question before even realizing it and he worried she’d get annoyed or think he was accusing her of something.
“Maybe I don’t like wearing them,” she said with a giggle, giving her chest a shake. The sway of her breasts was almost hypnotic. She glanced down at his lap, her smile growing again. “Seems like someone else wants to come out and play.”
She wiggled atop his lap and Robert’s breath hitched as he felt her brush against his rock-hard cock. He’d been getting harder the entire time, but he’d been entirely distracted by Blazer’s beauty.
“Fuck,” he breathed as his cock rubbed up against her covered mound. It had been a while for him since he’d last let one loose, let alone had someone in bed. He ran his hands up her hips and toned stomach, coming to a rest at the base of her breasts. They filled his hands well and he gave them an appreciative squeeze. She laughed.
“That tickles,” she snickered, before reaching up and pulling off the shoulderpads and cape. Her mask came with it and he paused in his tender massage of her perfect breasts to stare up into her azure eyes, framed by a perfect face. Only the gemstone remained around her neck now, glowing softly in the moonlight. Blazer seemed a bit nervous all of a sudden, not able to meet his gaze. “So… what do you think?”
“I think I’d really like to kiss you some more,” Robert replied. The nervousness ebbed and Blazer smiled at him.
“Only kiss?” She asked playfully.
“I could think of one or two other things that might be nice,” he replied. She leaned down over him, her golden hair cascading around him and her lips met his again, their tongues playing with one another. His hands slipped down her soft body until it reached the uniform that had bunched up around her waist. He pushed and she cooperated in getting it off. Very quickly, she was naked atop him, all the while still making out with him. He couldn’t help but notice she hadn’t been wearing panties either.
“Fffuck,” Blazer whispered in his ear. “I’m so wet right now…”
In lieu of a response, he slid his hand down between her legs and checked for himself. Blazer sucked in a sharp breath, biting back a moan as he rubbed her mound with two fingers. As she’d claimed, she was dripping.
He slipped his fingers inside of her and she gasped in appreciation, his thumb playing with her clit. Her moans were like gentle music, as delicious as the softest of ice creams, and he wanted to hear more. His fingers pressed in deeper and her back arched. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight as she hung her head, humping her hips into his hand.
“Fuckmefuckmefuckme,” Blazer’s voice was a whispering squeak, begging and lustful in his ear. He could feel her walls tightening around his fingers, her pace increasing. “Ohgodohgodohgod!”
Blazer threw her head back and let out a scream of pleasure as she came around his fingers, her thighs clenching together around his hand. His fingers kept going, her juices flowing down to stain his hand and wrist. Only when her walls had finally stopped spasming around his fingers and she fell against his chest, panting hard, did he stop.
“Oh… shit…” she panted, her chest heaving against his. He enjoyed the feeling of her breasts, peaked by hardened nipples, pressing down onto him.
“Too much?” He asked, a bit concerned.
“Not enough,” she replied, pushing herself up to straddle him again. Now that he had the chance, he took the opportunity to admire the rest of her flawless body. Smooth, muscular legs with just the right amount of give and thighs that could crush watermelons. “I don’t want just your fingers.”
Her own fingers dug under the hem of his pants. He moved to take them off, but she stopped him again.
“Allow me,” she said with a smile he had seen on billboards. Her fingers pulled down his pants and his cock sprang forth, already at attention. He was so hard it almost hurt and he could feel himself getting harder as Blazer shimmied back a bit and lowered her head to get a closer look at it. She leaned in close, examining it from every angle, watching as her cool breath made it twitch.
“Am I a lab rat being studied?” he wondered aloud and Blazer’s eyes widened.
“Oh, uh, sorry, I just…” She blushed again, looking away. “I thought it… I didn’t realize it was that big.”
“I don’t know if you’re trying to stroke my ego, but I just got a huge confidence boost from that,” Robert said with a chuckle. Blazer smiled, still blushing.
“Oh, stroking your ego, most certainly,” she said, her fingers wrapping around his cock. His whole body jerked at how soft they were, gently rubbing up and down his length. Fuck, she was good. She lowered her head closer and kissed the tip of his cock, her tongue darting out to lick up some of the precum. She gave him a lecherous grin. “Let me return the favor.”
“Goddamn,” Robert muttered to himself. Blazer’s eyes remained fixed on his as she took more of him into her mouth, her tongue circling his cockhead, while her fingers wrapped more tightly around him and began to pump up and down.
He felt himself getting closer and he signalled for her to stop, but she kept going. In fact, she picked up her pace, bobbing her head up and down his dick.
“Fuck, Blazer, I’m gonna-!” Robert shuddered as he came, unable to hold himself back from how amazing her mouth felt. Rather than pull away as he’d expected, Blazer took more of him into her mouth, her soft lips wrapping tightly around the base of his cock. His hips bucked at the sensation and he came, his seed flowing down Blazer’s throat as she swallowed as much of it as she could manage. When she finally reached her limit, however, she pulled off with a wet ‘pop’ and the rest of his cum shot across her surprised face. “S-sorry,” he managed between his own breath.
Blazer didn’t say anything, just took a finger and wiped a bit of his cum off her face. Then, without hesitation, she licked up the sticky white substance, seemingly savoring the taste.
“That was quite a lot,” Blazer said, wiping more of the cum off her face and licking it up. “But, I wonder if you have any more in you?”
If Robert’s dick had thought its job was now done for the night, it didn’t any more.
Blazer pulled herself up, his cock sliding against her mound and she paused, letting out a shuddering breath. He was just as sensitive, but he was more than happy to ignore the slight discomfort when the pleasure that was promised was so much greater. He leaned up and caught one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently at it. Her hand came around to the back of his head, fingers running through his hair as she gasped in delight. She rubbed her lower lips against his cock, her other hand coming down to grasp it again, gently directing its tip up into her folds.
There was a moment of pause, of hesitation as she hovered with his cock pressed against her entrance. Blazer was blushing again, nervousness and uncertainty plain on her face. Then, a determined glint entered her eye and she took in a deep breath… and dropped.
“Fuuuuck…” She hissed through her teeth, holding him in a tight embrace as she shuddered on his laps. Her sensitive walls squeezed tightly around him. Robert was actually glad he’d already cum earlier, as he had little doubt that he’d have erupted on the spot if he hadn’t.
“You… good?” He asked between breaths.
“Fuuuck…” Was all she could say again.
“I take that as a yes,” Robert said with a mischievous grin before bucking his hips up into her. A surprised ‘eep!’ left Blazer’s lips as he thrusted deeper inside of her, then she let out a moan as she began to bounce along with his thrusts.
She pushed him down onto his back again, holding him there with one arm while still bouncing and gyrating atop his dick. He had no issues with that, as her breasts bounced around with wild abandon each time his dick disappeared inside of her. His hands ran up and down her hips and squeezed her ass as she bounced up and down. It was like he could feel every twitch inside of her, every shiver of pleasure.
“I’m… fuck… me…” Blazer was only able to speak a word with every breath and bounce.
“That’s the idea,” Robert said with a smile. Blazer laughed, but it was laced with lust and she quickly ran out of breath, gasping for air on top of him.
“I’m… getting… close,” she finally managed. Robert could feel the familiar tightening in his balls. This load was going to be an even larger one.
Briefly, he imagined what would happen if he said nothing. If he filled her with his seed, if she got pregnant. He imagined her, big and round with his child, medium-sized breasts gaining two sizes. He imagined her in a slutty wedding dress, oddly still wearing her mask.
“I’m getting close too,” he said. The fantasy was nice, but he couldn’t really afford a kid at this point, either financially or mentally. Blazer nodded.
“Tell me… when…” she said, lowering herself onto his dick fully and rocking her hips back and forth, as though trying to milk him. Despite his rejection of his fantasy, the thought that she might be trying to get pregnant with his kid flashed across his mind, though he couldn’t imagine why she’d want to.
“N-now,” Robert groaned, trying to keep himself from blowing for as long as possible. Blonde Blazer didn’t waste a second, raising her hips and letting his dick slip out of her, then floating up into the air, flipping around, and dropping back down, taking a gentle grasp of his cock with her hand. She pumped her hand up and down his length with no restraint.
Robert, meanwhile, was face-to-face with her twitching pussy and he was pretty sure he knew what she wanted. He pushed his mouth up and gave her lower lips a kiss much like the one he’d given to her actual mouth. Blazer moaned and gave his cock one final lick before sending him over the edge. His tongue pressed inside of her as he came and he felt her walls tighten and juices flow out to stain his face, even as his own cum stained hers.
Blazer kept pumping his cock and he kept licking and tongue-fucking her until both their orgasms had finished and they just paused there, panting hard.
Blazer rolled to the side, letting out a contented sigh. “Damn, you really… you really put the… Damn.”
“Same… to you…” Robert replied, pushing himself up onto his elbows. Blazer glanced up at him, her face coated white in seed, much of it clinging to her mask. “Uh… you got a little something right there.”
Blazer smiled, licking the cum off her lips. Robert’s dick twitched and she laughed. “I could say the same to you,” she said. He tasted his own lips and found them salty-sweet and slick.
Suddenly, Blazer let out a yawn and Robert felt exhaustion creeping into him as well.
“Fuck, nothing takes it out of you like a…” Blazer trailed off, clearly trying to think of the word.
“Fuck?” Robert offered, yawning as well.
“Yeah, yeah, smart guy,” she said, crawling into the bed and slipping her nude form under the blankets. She offered him the spot next to her and he took it gladly. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into an embrace, the cum on their faces staining her pillow. It did not take long for them both to fall asleep.