(WARNING!!!: This is an adults-only story that contains sexually graphic and explicit content. By reading this story, you acknowledge that you are a consenting adult, 18 years of age or older.)
(Note: Ms. Americana, Brenda Wade, the Queen of Justice, Flag Girl, Professor Whirter, and Delta City are owned and copyrighted by Mr. X. This author is grateful that Mr. X has allowed the use of these characters and locations.)
(Note: This storyline is inspired by the collar device used in “Annual Festival” stories by author ctg.cl.17.)
Title: Ms. Americana - The Collar, part 4
Submission Date: April 12, 2019
Author: Kooster
Email: kooster69@gmail.com
Story synopsis: Ms. Americana’s mysterious abductor has his way with the Queen of Justice. They both have history with each other. Will Ms. Americana be forced via the high-tech collar to have sex with him? Or does Ms. Americana willing give herself to him?
Despite how engaging the TV shows were, her third day of forced solitude was getting to the buxom brunette! She was wearing her bright blue face mask again, in case her mysterious abductor entered the bedroom. She was also wearing another T-shirt and a new gym shorts commando style.
The Queen of Justice was going stir crazy being by herself in the bedroom! She wasn’t horny today. Without feeling randy, Ms. Americana wouldn’t open the porn video streaming app. She most certainly wouldn’t masterbate.
To help the day go faster, she took a long shower. The buxom brunette didn’t use the strong streams of water to pleasure herself. Instead, Ms. Americana closed her pretty blue eyes and then tried to relax. She imagined that the water splashing over her was a waterfall. A waterfall in an idyllic paradise that was far, far away from the bedroom.
The minutes ticked by with hot water cascading down the naked superheroine’s shapely body. Her long, black hair was drenched, and ran down the back of her neck and between her shoulder blades. Hot water rolled through her long, straight mane. The water continued to trickle over her bubble butt cheeks, and between the crack of her lovely behind. The shower water constantly blasted her huge, 39G breasts. Fast and steady droplets dribbled off her dark nipples. Water trickled over the star-shaped patch of her pubic hairs, and then rolled over her closed labia.
Ms. Americana went into a trance-like state. Her mind become devoid of all thoughts. Her breathing slowed. Tension seeped out of her incredibly relaxed body.
She had been in the shower for so long where the skin of her fingers had temporarily gained a raisin-like texture.
The naked superheroine finally ended her long shower, after the water temperature changed. The water stopped being hot, and then shifted to a lukewarm temperature. Ms. Americana guessed that she had used up all of the hot water.
The buxom brunette sat upon the king sized bed with one towel barely wrapped around her sexy body; and with one towel wrapped around her long mane. She wondered how her adopted daughter, Flag Girl, could spend her entire week of spring break watching TV shows and movies in her bedroom.
The Queen of Justice’s solitude continued, until her long mane of hair had completely dried. She also decided to change back into the T-shirt and gym shorts. The towel wasn’t a good clothing substitute, as the bath towel kept falling off her buxom body.
Her super-hearing picked up the click-clack of the bedroom door opening. Ms. Americana sighed in a mix of surprise and relief. This was the first time she was hearing the bedroom door open, despite how many days she had resided here. The buxom superheroine guessed that she must have been under mind-control, when the bedroom door was opened previously. The opening of the bedroom door meant that she could make an escape attempt from this place!
The Queen of Justice hurriedly left the king sized bed. She was standing on her bare feet, and then tensed her leg muscles to rush past the bedroom door. Even without the aid of the missing golden belt of power, Ms. Americana could sprint as fast an as Olympic runner.
Before she could move her long legs, Ms. Americana suddenly found her sexy body completely immobile! She only had the freedom to look around and to speak.
“Great liberty! I can’t move!”
Her mysterious abductor entered into the bedroom. Unlike before, he allowed the buxom superheroine wasn’t mind-controlled to have short-term memory loss. She saw that he was wearing a dark grey, long sleeve dress shirt and blue jeans. She could see a smart device within his shirt pocket.
The buxom brunette’s pretty blue eyes widened in shock upon seeing him! She immediately recognized him! He was the guy that she had fallen for during their one-time date. She could never forget those nearly black eyes. She also recognized his thick, black hair and his broad shoulders.
“It’s you!”, she blurted out.
She felt a warmth rush into her seemingly empty heart. The buxom superheroine wanted to rush out to him. And then tell him how much she had missed him, and also had wanted badly she wanted him!
“What? What’s going on here, Ms. Americana?”, he asked in confusion.
That voice!, she happily thought. How could she have ever forgotten his voice?!? A masculine voice with a very distinct midwestern accent.
“No, it’s you-you!’, the buxom brunette excitedly stated.
He cautiously commented, “Okay. Maybe the solitude is getting you, Ms. Americana.”
Ms. Americana wondered why he didn’t recognized her! The Queen of Justice realized that she wasn’t here as Brenda Wade, but here in her costumed identity. With her blue face mask on, he would never know that she was the beautiful brunette from their date night.
The buxom superheroine wanted to verbally reveal her secret identity to him, so that he would know Brenda Wade was with him. She was also making the assumption, based upon on well they had connected on their date night, that he was fond of Brenda Wade as well.
Ms. Americana stammered, “I’m--”
She found it difficult for her to speak her real name! She tried to verbally reveal her secret identity again.
“I’m--”, the buxom superheroine sputtered.
Again, she couldn’t say her real name! Was she so nervous around her would-be lover?!? Too nervous to reveal who she really was to him? Or was she worried that her dark haired guy would be too disappointed to discover that buxom superheroine was Brenda Wade?
No!, she told herself. She believed, based upon their one-time date, that he was truly smitten with Brenda Wade.
He mentioned, “Something really weird is going on here.”
She realized that something else must be at work here.
A memory from long ago bubbled up into her memory. The Queen of Justice remembered that, as part of her heroic code, she vowed to never reveal her secret identity. Ms. Americana further recalled that to prevent herself from revealing her secret identity that she had Professor Whirter plant a memory block in her mind. This memory block prevented the buxom superheroine from revealing her secret identity.
That was one way, Ms. Americana thought, that she could have her secret identity revealed without her having to do it.
She taunted, “So you’ve come here to expose my secret identity?”
Most vile villains, when taunted like that, would follow up with an attempt to rip off her blue face mask. And then see who she really was. For some reason, vile villains had a compulsion to expose the identity of superheroines.
Instead, his reaction surprised the Queen of Justice.
He stated, “What?!? Why would I want to know your secret identity? If I knew that, then you’d no longer be Ms. Americana. First, there’s some business you need to help me with.”
He went back out to the hallway, and then wheeled in a portable table. The table was at a height, where Ms. Americana could sit on the king sized bed. The table had a stack of a dozen DVD-like cases. Each case had a sleeve. The outside half of the sleeve had a patriotic red, white and blue design. There were no readable words on the design. There was also a gold permanent marker, a brand new red lipstick, a portable instant picture camera, and a stack of white index cards on the table.
Ms. Americana inquired, “Why are all of those DVDs on the table?”
He corrected, “Those, Ms. Americana, are 4K discs.”
The dark haired guy resisted the urge to tell the Queen of Justice the content of the 4K discs.
She demanded aloud, “Why did you bring all those discs in here?”
Her dream date answered, “You’re going to provide personalized autographs for each 4K disc. Personalized to the winner of each disc.”
“Each winner?”, she wondered aloud.
He stated, “Yes, each winner. You see, Ms. Americana, all of these 4K discs were auctioned off. They were won with high bids. Bids over a one thousand dollars each.”
He informed, “And now, time for the autographs.”
The dark haired man pulled out his smart device. He then pressed several buttons on device’s screen. The last button was the Send button.
The Queen of Justice felt a low level electrical pulse emit from her neck. The pulse reached her brain with a new set of mind-controlling commands for her.
Ms. Americana was once again under her abductor’s mind-control, via the high-tech collar adorned on her neck.
Following the commands programmed into her brain, the buxom superheroine first removed her T-shirt. Without another thought, she tossed the discarded top to the carpet. Ms. Americana ran her hands through her long, lush black hair to pull back her dark mane. A moment later, the topless superheroine sat down upon the edge of the king sized bed.
Her abductor wheeled the small table to her.
Ms. Americana placed one of the blank, white index cards in front of her. She then grabbed the gold permanent market.
The dark haired guy told the Queen of Justice the words to write for the first personalized autographic. She wrote out the personalized message in block letters, which included the man’s first name. Ms. Americana then signed the index card in beautifully written cursive as “Ms. A”.
While the topless superheroine was completing her first personalized autographic, he took a picture of buxom brunette with the portable instant camera.
After the picture was taken, a small wallet sized photograph was produced out of the camera. The instant photograph was blank at first. A few moments later, the picture of Ms. Americana slowly appeared on the small photograph.
The Queen of Justice then took the fresh red lipstick. She expertly coated her luscious lips with the tip of the red lipstick. And then, she kissed a blank spot on the index card. Ms. Americana pressed her lips against the index card for a few seconds. This ensured that she would leave a good lipstick impression of her lovely lips.
The mind-controlled superheroine repeated the same process for the remaining personalized autographics. The personalized messages varied, based upon what the auction winner wanted from Ms. Americana.
A few of the personalized autographics were for women. The topless superheroine had no problem writing a lesbian-themed personalized message to these ladies that Ms. Americana had never met.
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Ms. Americana blinked her pretty blue eyes, as a remotely transmitted command released her from her latest mind-control.
The buxom superheroine found herself standing in front of the large bathroom mirror. The Queen of Justice immediately noticed that she was once again wearing her familiar red, white and blue bikini top and bottoms.
Instead of wearing her red and white striped boots, she wore red stockings that went up to her knees.
Ms. Americana noticed that she was still missing her golden belt of power and her red gloves.
She glanced down at the bathroom sink. Her pretty blue eyes widened in shock upon what she saw!
“Great liberty!”
Ms. Americana saw two empty 4.5 fluid ounce bottles in the bathroom sink. The words “saline solution” could be read on each bottle’s label.
The costumed superheroine then felt an incredible emptiness in her stomach and in her bowels.
The Queen of Justice, unfortunately, knew what had been done to her. The same thing had been done to her, during her yearly medical exams with Professor Whirter.
“Holy justice! I was forced to give myself an enema!”
Unlike her medical exam, the costumed brunette knew exactly why her ass had been thoroughly flushed clean.
“Beautiful. Stunningly beautiful.”, the dark haired guy stated.
Ms. Americana turned to see the object of her desire standing in the bathroom doorway. She noticed that he had changed his attire to a white bathrobe. The kind of bathrobe that was provided for in an expensive, high class hotel.
While the patriotic clad heroine couldn’t expose her secret identity to him, she decided to take advantage of having him here. She played the song “I’m A Woman” in her mind. With the popular song resounding in her thoughts, Ms. Americana forgot that she was a costumed superheroine. She felt like the incredibly sexy woman that many people lusted after.
‘Cause I’m a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I’ll say it again.
Her body language and demeanor changed. The scantily clad superheroine seductively sauntered over to the dark haired guy. The buxom brunette walked just as she had, when she approached him at the bar during their one-time date.
The Queen of Justice’s approach completely took him off guard. He was ready to use his smart device to transmit a new set of mind-controlling commands to her high-tech collar. Instead, he had a stunned look on his face. His mouth was agape, while his arms slowly lowered to his sides.
His mind was pinging that Ms. Americana’s sexy walk seemed very familiar to him. The dark haired man was too taken aback by her wanton behavior. His deductive reason wasn’t working. In fact, he felt as if all of his blood was starting to rush down into his concealed phallus. With the loss of blood from his faculties, he couldn’t link the fact that the Queen of Justice was sauntering him over to him just like how Brenda Wade had during their one-time date.
‘Cause I’m a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I’ll say it again.
In a few moments, the costumed brunette was standing right in front him. The 6’-1” superheroine looked down upon the 5’-8” tall man. The front of Ms. Americana’s concealed 38G breasts were nearly touching him. The satin-like fabric of her red and white bikini top flattened her dark nipples against her covered areolas. Without her skimpy top, her dark nipples would be touching him.
She teased aloud, “Is that your smart device in your hand? The device that lets you mind-control me?”
He was close enough to Ms. Americana to where he could kiss her.
Instead, he loudly cleared his throat to regain his composure.
The dark haired guy informed, “It is. If you’re thinking about taking the smart phone away from me, it won’t do you any good. My smart phone just locked itself. You’d need to know my passcode to unlock my device.”
The buxom superheroine teased, “Were you going to mind-control me? And then have your way with me?”
He admitted, “Yes.”
If it’s lovin’ you’re likin…
Ms. Americana insisted, “Baby, you don’t need to mind-control me to fuck my brains out.”
She lightly passed her finger down the center top of his barely exposed chest. The scantily clad superheroine continued moving her finger down, until her finger reached the V-like fold of the bathrobe. Her finger discovered the concealed hairs of his manly chest.
“Nice.”, Ms. Americana happily remarked.
The dark haired guy felt his cock swell to a partial erection. His semi-hard cock poked slightly into his bathrobe.
She mentioned, “I think it’s unfair that you know my name. Let’s even things out by telling me your name.”
“Why?”, he asked.
Ms. Americana flashed a sexy smile, and then giggled at how cute his naivete was.
The Queen of Justice asked again, “What’s your name?”
He had regained enough of his wits to think through her request. He decided to give him he had chosen, but not his real name. A name had he used in the past for his imaginary childhood friend.
“Joseph.”, he stated.
Ms. Americana muttered, “Joseph. Joseph. Joseph.”
As she spoke his name repeated, the buxom brunette committed his name to her memory. Something was pinging in her mind that “Joseph” wasn’t the name he had provided during their one-time date. She, however, couldn’t remember his name from that date. Ms. Americana quickly cast off her troubled thought.
I’ll kiss you and give you the shiverin’ fits.
The tall superheroine placed her arms over his broad shoulders, and then looped her hands behind his back. Ms. Americana’s gigantic, 38G breasts flattened against him. Her titty flesh oozed out of the sides of her skimpy bikini top. She lowered her pretty head, and then kissed him hard. The buxom brunette kissed him with the force of passion that she had for him. Passion that had been building up, since their one-time date. Her luscious lips were pressed hard against his mouth. Her nostrils flared with her hot breath. Her dark nipples swelled from her excitement.
To the dark haired man, he experiencing his most desired sexual fantasy come to life! His fantasy of the buxom superheroine willing giving herself to him. He thought that he was resigned to a common desire in having sex with a mind-controlled Ms. Americana. Instead, she was freely and very passionately kissing him.
He deftly slipped his locked smart device into one of the bathrobe’s deep pockets. Joseph, as he called himself, maintained the lip lock with the costumed superheroine. He wrapped his arms around her shapely body. His hands groped at her smooth back. His hands then traveled down to her pillow-like butt. He cupped her ass in his hands, and then firmly squeezed each of her cheeks.
Ms. Americana’s pretty blue eyes widened in surprise from Joseph’s aggressive fondling of her big behind. A muffled squeal escaped past her mashed lips. She became more aroused from his foreplay. The horny superheroine closed her eyes, and then continued French kissing her man.
Her dark nipples swelled to their full one-inch tips. The combination in having her massive twin orbs flattened against her guy, and the cups of her red and white top made her pointy nipples hurt.
The horny superheroine intentionally broke their passionate kiss. She moved away from Joseph just enough to end the mashing of her huge breasts.
She asked, “Help me take of my bikini top.”
The dark haired guy eagerly replied, “Gladly.”
Joseph moved his hands to her front. He grasped the bottom of Ms. Americana’s colorful top, and then pulled the bikini cups up and over her large boobies.
The Queen of Justice moaned, after the satin-like material of her skimpy top moved over her pointy, sensitive nipples.
“Sweet liberty!”, she gasped.
With her dark nipples no longer confined, her pointy nubs sprang out at their one-inch lengths.
Ms. Americana gasped when her gigantic juggs were fully exposed. She shivered from the air passing over her titty flesh. Goosebumps briefly showed all over her huge twin globes.
The horny superheroine lifted up her arms into the air. Her lover then pulled her red and white bikini top off of her.
Joseph quickly tossed her discarded bikini top to the carpet.
He took a moment to admire Ms. Americana’s massive, 38G breasts. He found it uncanny that someone could have such huge tits. He also marveled at her large, dark areolas.
The topless heroine smiled at how much her guy admired her large breasts.
She teasingly inquire, “Do you like, baby?”
He immediately answered, “Yes!”
Joseph couldn’t help himself from placing his hands on her twin orbs. The palms of his hands barely covered her dark, circular areolas.
Ms. Americana gasped in pleasure from his touch!
She blurted out, “Sweet liberty!”
The dark haired man moved his hands down the front of her massive juggs, until his fingers were at her elongated nipples. He positioned each of her dark nipples between his ring and middle fingers. And then, like crab claws, Joseph pressed his fingers together. His action flattened the middle of her dark nipples, while also causing the tip of her pointy nips to expand like balloons.
Joseph was utterly amazed at how supple Ms. Americana’s engorged nipples were. He took delight in how easily his fingers could squish her dark, pointy nips. He also enjoyed how much the tips of her nipples had expanded. The tips of her nipples had turned red from the pressure exerted upon them.
The topless brunette gasped in pleasure, “Yes! Yes! That feels so good, Joey!”
Ms. Americana loved how her guy was playing with her nipples The mix of pleasure and pain was turning her on so much. She felt the build-up of her orgasm begin. She ran her fingers through his thick, black hair.
Joseph moved to lash his tongue up and down along the balloon shaped tip of her left nipple.
“Great liberty!”, she cried out in pleasure.
Her sexy body shivered from the first time his wet tongue passed along the super-deformed, bud like tip of her left nipple.
She encouraged aloud, “Yes, baby, yes! My nipples are so sensitive! Your tongue feels so good!”
Ms. Americana’s breathing quickened as the tongue lashing of her left nipple increased her sexual arousal.
He stopped licking her super-deformed left nipple. An ample coating of his saliva caused the now purplish tip of her left nipple to glisten. Joseph moved over to lick away at her balloon shaped right nipple!
“Stars and stripes!”, Ms. Americana gasped in ecstasy.
Her sexy body once again shivered from the first time lash of his tongue along her super swollen right nipple. Her arousal continued to climb. She felt closer to her impending climax.
Both of her clamped nipples throbbed in pain. She normally would have considered the prolonged pinching of her nipples as abusive, and then demanded for the release her poor, abused nipples. For Joseph, however, he could do anything that he desired to her. The longer that her dark haired guy kept his vice-like grip on her nipples, then the longer her pointy nips would hurt afterwards. Ms. Americana didn’t care right now, because of how wonderful his tongue felt across her super-deformed nipples.
A few moments later, he stopped his tongue lashing across the right tip of her balloon shaped nipple.
Ms. Americana didn’t want him to stop. When his talented tongue no longer licked her super-deformed nipples, she felt the build-up to her orgasm flatline.
She whined, “Don’t stop.”
A second later, Joseph didn’t relent on his foreplay. He moved back over to her saliva coated left nipple. He pursed his lips, and then blew lightly onto her now white hot, bud like left nipple.
As soon as his cool breath passed over her super-sensitive left nipple, a jolt of pleasure rocked Ms. Americana!
“Fucking shit!”, she screamed in pleasure.
The topless superheroine had never experienced such intense pleasure before on her left nipple! The combination in having her super-deformed nip licked, and then blown upon was driving her wild! Ms. Americana couldn’t stop her sexy body from shivering. She panted, and then had a hard time catching her breath. Jolts of pleasure continued to surge through her. She felt the build up to her orgasm rise once again.
Further down her sexy body, the horny brunette felt her clit quickly swell to its button like shape. The inner depths of her pussy burned like a volcano. Her hot sex was producing an ample amount of her sweetness. The jolts of pleasure caused her cunt walls to spasm.
The constant contractions of her bare muff was pushing out her pussy juice. In moments later, her clear, hot juice oozed out of her seemingly tiny pink opening. As she still wore her red bottoms, her pussy juice spread across her swollen labia while also soaking the crotch of her skimpy bottoms.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!”, she cried out.
The pleasure of Joseph’s cool breath over her balloon sized left nipple was just about to overwhelm her. A second later, his blowing over her left nip stopped.
The topless superheroine, however, was not given any respite!
The dark hair guy moved to blow his cool breath over her saliva coated right nipple.
“Fffuuuccckkk!!!”, Ms. Americana wailed in pleasure.
Her fingers tightly gripped Joseph’s thick, black hair. Her sexy body shivered from the intense pleasure. Jolts of pleasure once again coursed through her. Her pussy walls continued to spasm, and then pushed out more and more of her sweetness. Her juices had completely soaked the crotch of her skimpy bottoms. Ms. Americana felt her orgasm quickly approaching.
A few seconds passed, and then Joseph continued gently blowing on Ms. Americana’s right nipple.
The intense pleasure overwhelmed the topless heroine to where she exploded with a minor orgasm!
“Sweet--! Fuck! Sweet fucking liberty!”, she blurted out.
While not a full blown orgasm, Ms. Americana had to break their French kiss. She leaned onto Joseph to support herself, due to the intensity of her minor orgasm.
Her sexy body shook more violently with the release of her small climax! The topless superheroine panted and grunted during her pleasurable release. The inner pink opening of her cunt opened wider. A gush of her pussy juice, along with globs of her white, feminine jizz, were released from her. The crotch of her bikini bottoms was now over-saturated with her sweetness. Some of her pussy juice spilled out from the sides of her soaked bottoms, and then slowly snaked down her inner thighs.
Ms. Americana could not stop her sexy body from shaking a few more times during her minor orgasm. After her pleasurable release, her legs were weak to where she had a hard time standing.
Joseph stopped blowing on the brunette superheroine’s white hot, super-deformed nipples. He smiled with pride that his nipple foreplay had made her explode with a minor orgasm. His ego swelled in having Ms. Americana rest against him.
After the Queen of Justice had finished cumming, he tugged on her nipples. Nipples that were still clamped between his ring and middle fingers. The dark haired man was surprised on far he could stretch out Ms. Americana’s nipples! He had to adjust the clamping of his fingers to where only the tips of her white hot nipples were between his fingers. The adjustment was well worth it to him, as he discovered that her nipples were incredibly elastic! He stretched out her nipples to strips that were twice the length of her full aroused nips. His yanking on her nipples had also turned part of her dark areolas to a bright red.
Ms. Americana bit her bottom lip to deal with the discomfort in having her nipples yanked so far away from her. Her nipples throbbed in pain in having their elasticity taxed to their limit!
She neither complained nor begged for her love to stop. The buxom brunette understood how her guy could be fascinated with her big nipples. Ms. Americana herself had tested the limits of her dark nipples, during her adolescent years.
If her man continued to tug on her nipples, however, she feared that he might rip them off.
Joseph slowly eased the tension of his pulling on her rubber band like nipples, while simultaneously drawing his fingers back toward her huge, magnificent breasts. This drew her nipples carefully retracted back to her areolas. In moments, her white hot nipples were no longer stretched out. He then released his clamping on her poor nipples.
Ms. Americana gasped as her blood rushed back into her roughed up nipples. While her nipples had returned to their aroused one-inch length, her twin teats tingled and throbbed in pain. The return of her blood in her nipples changed them from white hot to a dark purple. She knew that it would take a while before her nipples returned to their dark color.
The dark haired man was not finished with his breast foreplay. He palmed Ms. Americana’s gigantic, 39G breasts as much as possible. Joseph then squeezed her twin orbs. He enjoyed seeing his fingers dig into her titty flesh.
The topless superheroine moaned in pleasure, upon feeling her lover’s fingers squeeze her humongous breasts.
Joseph relaxed his fingers for a moment. The imprint of his fingers had left trails of red along her titty flesh. Trails that quickly vanished. He squeezed her massive juggs again.
Ms. Americana cooed, “Do you like, Joey? Do you like squeezing my huge tits?”
He continued mauling the topless superheroine’s giant udders.
Along with the pleasure in having her breasts played with, the Queen of Justice felt other sensations happening within her twin juggs. The inner cores of her large breasts had become warm. Additionally, her gigantic juggs felt a little heavier. She was familiar with both sensations to know exactly what was happening to her. Her guy’s nipple and breast foreplay was triggering the production of her breast milk.
Ms. Americana panicked! She didn’t want Joseph to know that she could lactate. At least, not right now. The buxom brunette had to stop his breast foreplay, before her milk started coming out.
The Queen of Justice grasped her guy’s hands, and then moved his hands off of her gigantic breasts.
He was curious as to why Ms. Americana was stopping him.
Joseph inquired, “Something wrong?”
The horny superheroine stated, “Nothing’s wrong, baby. I want to taste you now.”
With those words, Ms. Americana slowly dropped down to her knees. She then undid the knot of the cloth belt that was keeping Joseph’s bathrobe closed. A moment later, she deftly parted open his bathrobe.
The kneeling superheroine briefly noticed her guy’s body hair. He had, at least to her, just the right amount of chest hair. Hair that continued down to his bellybutton. He had a sparse amount of dark hair along his upper thighs, but had a manly covering of hair long his calves.
His semi-hard cock sprang forth. The lack of pubic hair around the base of his shaft and his groin made his semi-hard dick look huge. Even with his partial erection, Joseph’s cock was longer than an average man’s cock at six inches. His shaft was already thick.
Ms. Americana delightfully squealed, “Hmm, hmm! Yummy!”
She wrapped one of her hands around his semi-hard shaft. Her fingers curled all the way around his girth.
Joseph gasped in pleasure, after Ms. Americana held onto him.
The topless brunette lovingly kissed his partial erect dick.
“Such a pretty cock.”, she cooed.
She flattened her tongue, and then slowly licked across his pee hole. Ms. Americana was happily surprised and disappointed at the same time. Happy to not taste the salty remains of his piss. Her nose also didn’t detect a trace of ball sweat. Saddened that none of his pre-cum had oozed out for her to sample.
“Just enjoy yourself, Joey.”, she teased.
Ms. Americana opened her luscious lips. She then slowly engulfed the head of his cock. She moaned upon feeling the soft, spongy texture of the tip of his manpole. Her cheeks caved in, and then she sucked on the head of his cock like a lollipop. Inside her mouth, the tip of her tongue flailed away at his pee hole.
She moaned in delight as her sucking caused her guy’s cock to become more erect. His manpole become longer and wider as his cock grew to its full erection.
The horny brunette drew the first few inches of Joseph’s shaft into her mouth. While taking more of him into her mouth, Ms. Americana had to stretch her lips to accommodate his widening girth.
The Queen of Justice sucked on her guy’s swelling shaft as best as she could. His cock continued to grow in length and in width.
After a few more moments of cock sucking, Joseph’s dick had gained its full erection of eight inches.
Ms. Americana pulled her mouth off his rock hard cock. The tip of his manpole was coated with her saliva.
She grasped his fully erect shaft, and then discovered how thick his shaft had become! Unlike before, when his cock was partially flaccid, she could not touch the tips of her fingers together when grasping his erection!
“Great liberty! You’re so thick!”, Ms. Americana blurted out in shock.
The length of her guy’s cock wasn’t alarming to the brunette superheroine. She was shocked at how thick he was! The girth of his incredibly thick shaft would make most male pornstars jealous. She worried that his huge girth could destroy her bare muff and her behind. Ms. Americana would have a hard time giving him a blowjob.
The horny superheroine, however, desired her guy so much that she was determined to give him an amazing blowjob!
Ms. Americana opened her luscious lips as wide as she could. She then guided the bulbous head of his cock into her mouth. Even with her mouth opened as wide as she could manage, she barely fit the gigantic head of his dick past her lips. Her teeth brushed along his bulbous head.
The buxom brunette focused on breathing through her nose, as she guided more of her guy’s cock into her mouth. Her guy’s incredibly thick shaft would prevent Ms. Americana from breathing through her mouth. Her luscious lips strained at being stretched out so much, while she engulfed the first few inches of his thick girth. Joseph was so thick, where Ms. Americana felt like she was trying to deepthroat a store bought roll of summer sausage!
The dark haired guy moaned, after half of his manpole was sucked into the buxom superheroine’s mouth. Her luscious lips were creating an incredibly tight seal around his shaft. The warmth of her mouth engulfing his cock felt so good. He also enjoyed the rolling of her flattened tongue along the underside of his shaft.
The kneeling superheroine stopped deepthroating Joseph, after taking half of his rock hard cock into her mouth. His bulbous head and thick girth had filled her mouth. She soon found it difficult to breathe through her nose. While Ms. Americana was confident that her gagging reflex wouldn’t kick in, she worried about his incredibly thick manpole traveling down her throat.
The topless brunette had hoped that she could get away in sucking on only half of his manpole. Ms. Americana held onto his muscular thighs to support herself. She then bobbed her mouth up and down the first four inches of Joseph’s rock hard cock. Fortunately, her mouth was producing ample amounts of her saliva. Saliva that provided lubrication that allowed her to pick up the pace of her cock sucking. She also moaned occasionally. The buxom superheroine knew that her moans would vibrate along his thick shaft.
“Fuck, yes!”, Joseph gasped in pleasure.
His breathing quickened from Ms. Americana’s delightful blowjob. He tightly grabbed the mane of her lush, black hair. Joseph gasped, whenever the vibrations of her moans rippled all along his hard shaft. He felt his arousal grow from the nasty, wet blowjob that he was receiving.
When Ms. Americana drew the four inches of her guy’s manpole back into her mouth, her saliva would rub off his shaft and then spill over the sides of her mouth. Her saliva oozed down her cheeks, and then trailed off her chin. She had produced so much saliva that the sloppy, wet sounds of her blowjob resounded in the bedroom.
She wasn’t sure how much longer she could continue sucking him off. Her jaw ached from how stretched out her mouth was. Ms. Americana also wanted to end her blowjob, before he ejaculated in her mouth. While she wouldn’t mind gulping down his hot jizz, she wanted to enjoy having his massively thick cock in her pussy. And, from the forced enemas she had previously, the buxom superheroine knew that Joseph wanted to fuck her ass.
Ms. Americana pulled her guy’s hard cock out of her mouth. Great relief surged through her jaw, as she no longer had to keep her mouth stretched out so much. She, once again, could breath through her mouth.
A thin line of her saliva trailed from her luscious lips to the bulbous head of his cock.
The kneeling superheroine grasped the base of his shaft with one of her hands. She then planted soft kisses all over his manpole.
Joseph was a little disappointed that Ms. Americana wasn’t trying to complete deepthroat him. Part of him wanted to yank roughly on her long mane, and then force feed the entire length of his thick, hard cock into her mouth. Instead, he tried to find out what was going on.
He suggested, “Ms. Americana, suck on my cock again.”
The topless brunette switched over in grasping his incredibly thick shaft with both of her hands. With a firm, but not too tight, of a grip, she slowly pistoned her hands up and down his rock hard cock. Ms. Americana applied greater pressure, when her hands passed over the tip of his manpole. She hoping to coax out his pre-cum to savor.
The dark hair man moaned in pleasure, while the buxom superheroine stroked his thick cock. He especially liked it when her fingers passed over his bulbous head, and the sensitive spot just underneath the tip of his dick.
He panted and grunted, and then felt his pre-cum flow out of him.
Ms. Americana was excited to see a glob of his pre-cum ooze out of his pee hole.
She happily called out, “Yes, Joey! Look at that delicious pre-cum!”
The buxom superheroine stopped jacking off her lover, and then used her hands to keep his raging hard on steady. She looked at Joseph with her pretty blue eyes. While gazing up at him, Ms. Americana slowly licked over his pee hole. Her tongue captured his pre-cum into her mouth. She made sure that his pre-cum stayed on the middle of her tongue.
The cum-hungry superheroine closed her eyes. She focused her senses on how he tasted. An explosion of sweetness came from his pre-cum!
“Sweet liberty!”, Ms. Americana blurted out in surprise.
She had never tasted cum like this before! All of the cum that the buxom superheroine had willingly or unwillingly tasted in the past were always a salty-sweet mix. There were times that a man’s cum had a horrible bitter aftertaste, where Ms. Americana couldn’t help herself from retching!
Joseph’s cum tasted sweet right away, and then had no salty or bitter aftertaste. Any saltiness in his jizz was undetectable, like the salt in diet cola, and perhaps even increased the sweetness of his cum.
She happily remarked, “Baby, you taste so good! I’ve never had cum this sweet before!”
Ms. Americana made a mental note that had to gobble up all of his cum! Even if her guy ejaculated inside of her, the cum-hungry superheroine would push out and scoop up his cum to eat. She would even take his jizz out of her asshole to eat! His jizz tasted that good to her!
Her compliment had made Joseph release his grip on her long, lush hair. She took that moment to stand up. Ms. Americana once again towered over her lover. The front of her red bikini bottoms was thoroughly soaked with her pussy juice. Her inner thighs glistened with her sweetness that had oozed out of her over-saturated bottoms.
The buxom superheroine’s one-inch, pointy nipples were now red, instead of a dark purple. Her enhanced healing factor was rapidly returning her swollen nips back to normal. Soon, the throbbing pain in her formerly pinched nipples would be gone.
The topless brunette decided it was time to remove the rest of her colorful costume. She hooked her fingers into the dental floss-like sides of her bikini bottoms. Ms. Americana winked at her guy. While still standing, she pushed down her drenched bottoms. The weight of her over-soaked bottoms allowed her skimpy bottoms to drop to the carpet.
The now naked superheroine walked over to the king sized bed. She laid down on her back. The Queen of Justice motioned with her finger for Joseph to come join her.
She cooed, “I’m so incredibly wet, and ready for your thick, hard cock. Come over here, Joey, and fuck me.”
(Song credit: “I’m A Woman” written by Jerry Lieber / Mike Stroller, and copyrighted by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.)