Delta City Heroines – Kid Sidekick

By wilburgrey0

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Disclaimer: This is a work of mature (do the people reading this qualify as mature? I sure don’t!) fiction. If you try this with REAL super heroines be prepared to be beaten into a bloody pulp. You have been warned.

Entering through a hidden passage, Kid Sidekick is excited. It is not every day that he is summoned to the ultra-secret club house of the Delta City heroines. What terrible threat could it be about; gang warfare, white slavers, aliens from outer space? His mind boggles at the possibilities. Rounding a corner, he enters the main living space.

Seated on the large blue couch, Jungle Babe and Green Specter are sprawled unconscious. Seated on the love seat across from them is Ms. Americana.

“Holy sleeping beauties, Miss Americana”, he shouts, “are Jungle Babe and Green Specter alright?

“That’s MS. AMERICANA, Kid Sidekick, but calm yourself, they are fine”, Ms. Americana says, “what do you know about Chloroform X?

Kid Sidekick thinks for a second. “Isn’t that the new super powerful chloroform developed by middle eastern white slavers?”

“Very good Kid Sidekick” Ms. Americana states.

Kid Sidekick continues, “it could knock out an elephant, it erases the drugged persons memory and if I’m not mistaken, brings a female victim to a rabid sexual orgasm…

“Kid Sidekick your prattling on again”

“Sorry Ms. Americana,” Kid Sidekick says as he lowers his head.

“Now for the reason I asked you here,” Ms. Americana explains, “is I’ve acquired a few bottles of Chloroform X, and the other heroines and I are attempting to see how long we would be unconscious if we were subdued by it.”

“But wouldn’t you forget that you were even chloroformed when you woke up?” Kid Sidekick interjects.

“It’s very bad manners to interrupt people when they are speaking to you Kid Sidekick,” says a peeved Ms. Americana.

“Now listen, I have chloroformed Green Spector and Jungle Babe and have written down the times I did it. I want you to chloroform me, write down the time and write down the times when we wake up. Can you do that?”

“Sure Ms. Americana, anything you say.”

Kid Sidekick takes the bottle of Chloroform X and rag from Ms. Americana, wets the rag with the chloroform and approaches Ms. Americans from behind the love seat.

“That’s right Kid Sidekick, pretend you’re a bad guy,” Ms. Americana says as she looks up at Kid Sidekick.

Kid Sidekick bends down and wraps the drug drenched rag over Ms. Americana’s mouth and nose. The heroine reacts quickly to the drug, her body grinds back and forth, her magnificent mammaries bounce like liquid balloons and her body spasms. There is a large smile and soft sigh escapes from her lips as she quickly passes out.

Kid Sidekick releases the rag over Ms. Americana’s mouth and grabs her note pad and writes down the time. He notices that Ms. Americana’s breast nipples have hardened and are very noticeable, stretching against her star spangled top.

“Hmm”, thinks Kid Sidekick, “I wonder if she orgasmed?”

Cautiously Kid Sidekick spreads Ms. Americana’s legs apart and moves his hand underneath her tight costume shorts. He inserts his middle finger up her love tunnel.

“For scientific purposes only” Kid Sidekick whispers.

“Holy Niagara Falls,” Kid Sidekick almost shouts as he pulls out his finger drenched in super heroine liquid goodness.

Kid Sidekick steps back and stands looking at the three beautiful unconscious super heroines lying about him.

It is then Kid Sidekick feels the pain coming from his crotch. His special pal Junior Sidekick is fully aroused and is pressing painfully inside his tight costume trunks. “Let me out of here, I can’t breathe” Kid Sidekick could almost hear Junior Sidekick calling to him.

“No way, I’m a good guy, and I will not break their trust”, Kid Sidekick thinks to himself. 

“Don’t be a sap” Junior Sidekick interjects, “Look at those plus sized bazookas, those tight behinds and those flowing love caves, besides, they will never know.”

Kid Sidekick looks at the sleeping women, all stunningly beautiful, their breasts rising and falling as they breathe. Their rock-hard nipples pressing against their costume tops. Kid Sidekick starts to weaken. He pulls down his costume trunks and releases a large and fully erect Junior Sidekick.

 “Thanks pal, I thought I was going break something in there,” Kid Sidekick imagines Junior Sidekick saying, “Come on, let’s have some fun!”

“Not so fast,” thinks Kid Sidekick, “but… perhaps just a touch.”

Kid Sidekick moves over to the sleeping Green Specter, he bends over and grabs her large MILF breasts. Kid Sidekick fondles and squeezes the superheroines milk sacks and watches as her body squirms as she orgasms from his physical touch.

Green Specter lets out a slow moan, and starts to WAKE UP.

“Holy wrong place, wrong time,” Kid Sidekick thinks as he grabs the bottle of Chloroform X and wets the cloth with it.

Kid Sidekick quickly places the cloth over Green Specters mouth and grabs the MILFs left breast. The superheroines body bucks and grinds as orgasm after orgasm explode inside her. With a sigh, the heroine slumps unconscious on the couch.

With Junior Sidekick fully erect, Kid Sidekick makes his decision. He moves over to Jungle Babe and then Ms. Americana and applies the Chloroform X to both of them.

Like a man starving for food, Kid Sidekick strips Green Specter of her costume. He bends down and places her legs over his shoulders, and inserts Junior Sidekick into her moist pink pussy. Over and over Kid Sidekick thrusts the large and hard Junior Sidekick, he marvels at Green Specters large breasts as they giggle like Grandmas freshly made Jell-O salad.  With a final thrust Junior Sidekick explodes inside her.

With a quick clean-up, Kid Sidekick moves to Jungle Babe. Stripping her, he turns her over on her stomach. “Let’s go primate,” thinks Kid Sidekick as he plunges Junior Sidekick into the Jungle heroine’s tight ass.

Finishing up on this new glorious experience, Kid Sidekick moves on to the main course; Ms. Americana. He takes his time stripping the heroine of her costume, he then grabs and sucks her enormous tits. Next, Junior Sidekick enters the champion of Delta City’s most coveted, (by most red-blooded males and some gals), deep most pussy.

After ravishing the Queen of the Delta City heroines, like a jack-rabbit in heat, Kid Sidekick steps back to admire the three naked superheroines when the secret headquarters alert signal is activated.

Kid Sidekick turns on the security monitor; Got Gal has arrived.

“Holy being caught with your pants down,” Kid Sidekick says as he grabs the cloth and bottle of Chloroform X. He hides at the side of the hall entrance.

With a swagger of superiority Got Gal enters the room and gazes at the three naked heroines laying on the couch and love seat.

“Great Got!” the shocked heroine says as Kid Sidekick quickly pounces on her from behind. With a chloroform X soaked cloth placed over her nose and mouth, Kid Sidekick pushes the heroine into the back of the love seat. Pressed against the love seat and succumbing to the powerful chloroform, Got Gal’s body violently orgasms until collapsing unconscious, her body draped over the back of the love seat.

Stepping back from the downed heroine, Kid Sidekick gazes at the heroine’s magnificent ass, and Junior Sidekick springs back to life.

Pulling Got Gals micro thong down, Kid Sidekick goes primate again. After this, he places Got Gal next to Ms. Americana and removes the rest of her costume. Pulling the heroines legs wide, he enters Got Gals other crown jewel.

After finishing, Kid Sidekick reaches into his utility pouch and pulls out his Sidekick Camera. “Some pictures and then clean them up and get out of here.”

Later

Four perplexed super heroines stare at each other, wondering why they are together and what happened.

“We must have been experimenting with Chloroform X,” Ms. Americana says, holding up the Chloroform X bottle. “That’s my handwriting on this note pad.”

“That must be some powerful stuff,” says Got Gal.

“Next time, I will call in Kid Sidekick,” Ms. Americana interrupts.

“I really like him and he’s not hard to look at,” admits Jungle Babe

“If I was twenty years younger,” muses Green Specter.

“I think Got Chick, Flag Girl and Specter Girl all have enormous crushes on him,” interjects Got Gal.

“That’s too bad for them,” Ms. Americana replies.

“What do you mean?” a surprised Green Specter says.

“Well”, Ms. Americana says, “I have a certain six sense about men, and I’m almost certain, Kid Sidekick is… Gay.