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Tuesday, June 25, 2002
Wet Wendy: Superhero Slut - Part 3 Superhero Slut vs. MAXimum Male by Wet Wendy
I'd gotten the call on my Slut Cell: Robbery at the warehouse, priceless art being stolen before it ever reached the museum. I slipped into my costume and was out the door.
Actually, I slipped into my costume, did my hair, and then was out the door.
But the blue, hip boots weren't really working, so I put on Costume B. But fishnet stockings are 1985. So I put on Costume C: my red cape to match my red, leather boots, that come just over the knee, a black latex bustier with garters, black silk stockings, and a black mask. The black really sets off my red hair.
And I was off.
Inside the warehouse, I flipped on the lights. It was empty, except for table and two chairs. The door slammed shut behind me. It was a set-up! Locking the door was man, a gorgeous man, in skintight black leather, emphasizing his tight ass. His leather-clad package was obvious and large. And obviously large.
"Who ARE you?" I demanded.
"I," he said with a light British accent for no apparent reason, except that British people sound vaguely evil to American moviegoers, "am Maximum Male." His package made that more than clear.
"Where's the stolen art, Max?"
"Oh, there is no art, Ms. Wendy. That was just a ploy to bring you here. I can't have some costumed `Superhero Slut' foiling me at every turn, so I thought I'd do away with you right here, right now. I'm the costumed freak in this town. Really. It's in all the papers."
"So, you're the villain, eh?" I asked. His package seemed to be pointing right at me. My breathing was getting a little heavy.
"I can be as villainous as you like, baby," he said, walking towards me. He was trying to seduce me!
`That's it, come closer,' I thought. Once you've tasted me, you'll fall prey to my Pussy Powers, and you'll do my bidding until the police arrive to take you away.'
"What are you doing?" Maximum Male asked.
"Huh?"
"You've just been standing there, saying nothing for like two minutes."
"Oh," I said. "I was just thinking that you should come closer. Once you've tasted me, you'll fall prey to my Pussy Powers, and you'll do my bidding until the police arrive to take you away."
"Oh, really?" he said.
"Really," I replied. "It's in all the papers." For the life of me, I couldn't stop staring at that bulge. It was hypnotizing me.
"I'm all hot and sticky," I said. `Oh my God!' I thought. `Why'd I tell him that?'
"Are you a smooth slut or a hairy harlot? Show it to me."
I pulled my black panties to one side to show him. "I'm a smooth slut..."
"Nice," he said, his face inches from mine. I sat down in one of the chairs and spread my legs a little further apart. I dipped a finger inside.
"Mmmm. Would you like a taste, Max?" I brought my finger up to my own mouth and tasted, then slipped in back inside myself. "Mmm." The taste had brought me back to my slutty senses.
"Give me a little of that honey, slut," he demanded. Now I slipped two fingers inside myself, while he watched.
"If you want a taste, then On Your Knees, Villain!" He snaked out his tongue, eager for my girl goo. "That's it baby, lick it for me. Taste it all. I am soooo wet."
On his knees between my pretty thighs, he lapped at my wet twat. "Rub it on my face baby," he said in a little voice.
"Ohh yess," I said, narrating the nasty events as they happened. "I rub my pussy all over your face. ooohh. Yeah. Lick my clit, baby, and nibble on my lips."
"Coat me with your cunt juices, Wet Wendy."
"Oooh oh you're gonna make me cum all over your face!" Max lapped at my stiff little bud, nipping at my wet lips, first gently then a little harder. I was going over, and fast.
"Soak me, Superslut!" "aaaaAAAAHHHHHH !!!" I cried out, my hips pressing against his face, as he ate my juicy cunt. "Mmm, that was nice."
I had to keep him busy until the police arrived. As he stood, I immediately fell to my knees before him. The flap covering his bulge seemed to unzip itself, his nice, hard cock standing stiff before my face. This Superhero Slut had never been on her knees for a villain, before, but I liked it. "I stroke your cock with one hand as I tongue your heavy balls," I said, narrating again. "I suck each one before trailing my tongue up the underside of your cock."
"Mmm, lick them, Superslut. Show me what a dick-hungry slut you really are." His words were clouding my mind again, making me hotter, wetter than I'd ever been.
"How bad are you, villain?" I asked, trying to regain control, but knowing I was losing. "Are you going to rub that cock all over this slut's face?" Across my face and cheeks and lips he trailed it, it's 100% Pure Beef goodness. He knew I wanted it, but he wasn't giving it to me! "You're not going to make me beg for it, are you?" His cockhead was slick with pre-cum, leaving a hot, sticky trail across my upturned face, my pursed scarlet lips.
"Ohhh, that's nasty," slipped out of my mouth, before I knew it. My face was hot with excitement.
"You know you want to beg for it, slut," said the villain, "so I'm going to let you." I was embarrassed and ashamed and hot as hell all at once.
"May I suck it?" I begged. "Please? Please let me suck your Evil Cock!? Pleeeeease" Maximum Male smiled a villainous smile, and forced his thick cock between my parted, open lips.
"Suck it, Superhero Slut. Make it nice and wet." I swirled my tongue around the head of it, then mmm; down I went, taking his steel-like shaft into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, feeling it touch the back of my throat. "Make it nice and slick so it'll slide in nice and easy into your slutty arse later."
I sucked it and stroked it with one hand, occasionally taking it from my mouth to rub it on my face, then sucked it deep again. I could taste the pre-cum, and reached between my legs to touch myself.
"Oh, yes, Wendy. You were born to suck cock. MY cock." All I could think about was the hot, creamy center, and how I wanted it gushing down my throat.
Rubbing my clit faster, I looked up at him. "Fuck my face, baby!" I said. I started to quiver, then, on my fingers; his hard cock pushing in and out of my hungry mouth. He reached down, taking my face in his hands, fucking my mouth hard and fast as I looked into his eyes.
"CUMMMMMMING !!" I screamed, muffled by his beautiful, evil cock sawing in and out of my mouth.
When I came to my senses, Max pulled my head away from his Perfect Pole." Take off those soaked panties, Superslut."
I stood and, confusedly, did as I was told. "Usually, once the villain has tasted me, he is in my control?"
"Not this time, Wonder Wench." Reaching down, he took my sticky snatch in hand, cupping it with his palm. "Now I have you in MY power." Savoring the feel of his hand against my satiny skin, he extended his middle finger between my soaking, wet lips.
"Ohhhhh," I groaned. "Can I have two fingers, pleeeeease?" I laid down on the table, spreading myself wide for him. He turned them and twisted them. He went slow, then fast, soft, then hard, then soft again, finally spanking my clit with his other hand while he finger-fucked with the other, until I saw stars, cumming on his masterful fingers.
"It's time I gave that Super Cunt the workout it really needs," he said, standing over me.
"Are you going to give me that big, hard, Evil cock I sucked? Are you going to hold my legs far apart, like a slut, and fuck my pussy with it?" He didn't answer. Instead, he leaned forward, rubbing the swollen head of his Dynamic Dick against my puffy cunt lips. I knew it was Bad, but it felt so-ooo Good.
"Spank my clit with your cock, Max!" His steel rod slapped repeatedly against your clit, spanking it
"This is for being a nasty girl."
"I'll cum if you keep doing that!" I said.
"Will you?" was his own reply, as he continued.
"Ooooohh, spanking my clit," was all my incoherent mind could get out.
"Every slap spreading just a little jizz between your wet lips, like your face and mouth before, just as I'd planned." <>
"oooh, ohhhhh. ooOOOOOOOOOHHHH !!" I cried out from my clit spanking.
" Just as I'd planned. Gradually filling you, covering you, with my villainous seed."
I looked up. "What did you say, Max?"
"Hmm? Oh, nothing." He smiled. "You're wasted as a superhero slut, Wendy. You were born nasty."
"Make me nasty, then, Max. Make Me Nasty! Take my pussy, then turn me over and fuck my ass. Fuck it good!"
With that, he plunged his cock into me. His eyes were glazing over in lust. "Give it to me!" I cried. "Give me that cock! Fill me up with it, and then cover me with your Evil Seed!"
He looked up. "What did you say, Wendy?"
"Hmm? Oh, nothing. Go back to glazing." His eyes glazed over in lust.
I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him inside. "Fuck Me!" Thrusting forward, he buried his thick hard shaft in your welcoming snatch. Again and again, until I was writhing under him once more.
"You Evil Genius, you made me cum again!" But he didn't stop. Rolling me onto my side and pushing my knees up to give him access to your pussy's greatest depths, he pumped his piston into me even harder than before. "Yeah. Fuck that cunt, baby. Fuck it goooood."
He ploughed me over and over with hot, fresh dick (delivered daily, call your local Evil Genius to see if available in your area). His balls slapped wetly against my out-thrust ass.
"Yessssss," I moaned. "I love the feel of your balls slapping against my ass as you fuck me." He put both my legs together now, throwing them over his right shoulder, and pumped me into overdrive. My sugarwalls squeeze him as I came all over his cock!
My grasping, clutching pussy taking Maximum Male with me this time, to the edge. I could feel his balls tightening, as I came down from my latest mountain. "Cum on me, Max! Shoot your Evil Load all over my tits, all over my face!!" Crying out and pulling out, Max unloaded his Evil Ejaculate, spurt after spurt of spunk coating my stomach, my breasts, my face. His hot cum, shooting all over me.
"A final spurt reserved for your pretty face, Super Slut," he said, landing it across my face and into my open mouth.
"Mmm," I said, licking my lips, "that's good and nasty." Then I looked down. "My God, are you still hard?"
"Can't take the pace, Super Cooze?"
"Your sperm only makes me stronger, Max." But I had more than a few doubts. I was beat! This was more sex in one outing than I'd had in all my weeks as a superhero slut combined. (Not counting that three-day weekend, cuz it was holiday, and who knew that guy had a snake?) But I summoned up all the false bravado I could. "If you think you can beat THIS Superhero Slut (turning around), why don't you try fucking this sweet ass of mine!"
"Oh, a challenge!"
I could feel him behind me, his cock still slick-coated with my super juices. "Give it to me, Max! I want you to fuck my ass till you cum. Pump it full of your hot cum! Hot-butter my buns! Shoot it across my back!"
I waved my ass back a forth a bit. "My ass is perfectly round. Scientists use it to gauge their instruments." And then he pushed into my hot back passage. "Oh yeah. Fuck that ass, baby" "Riding my backside, he grasped my heavy tits for support as he sunk in, balls-deep. I groaned and deep animal groan of satisfaction.
I slipped a hand between my legs and begin rubbing my clit as he shafted me good.
"Fucking your slutty ass," he panted, "servicing you like the dirty slut you always wanted to be."
"Ooh, squeeze my breasts, baby, I told him. And don't forget to spank that ass while you're back there!"
SLAP!
"Who's your daddy, Wendy?" <> "Who's Your Daddy?"
"Fuck me, Fuck Me, FUCK ME!" was all I could say now, his heavy balls slapping against my clit and wet pussy lips each time he bottomed out in my ass.
"I am your nasty little slut, Evil Max," I said, in a voice I didn't recognize as my own. "I will live for you, now, and live for pleasure. I will take my pleasure from anyone I desire. And will you cum for me? Shoot all that hot cum into my ass? My waiting, wanting ass. Squeeze my tits and fire load after load into my tight ass? Do it for me, baby."
And then I was backing into him, as fast as he was pushing it into me, and cumming, crying, screaming, cumming.
"Make me nasty, Max, and cum on me."
I could feel his eruption inside me, filling me, spilling out and running down my legs. I could feel his cock, burning hot, out and pumping against my upturned ass, his molten hot cum blasting out across my cheeks, my back.
And I knew that it was wrong, and he was Evil. And I knew I wanted more
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Is this the end of the good Superhero Slut? Has Maximum Male turned her to the dark side? Will she turn her now uncontrollable lust on an unsuspecting city? Does she have my address?
Stay Tuned
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Wet Wendy continues her hilarious adventures which somehow mostly involve her getting a lot of sex. Well ... at least we know what's on her mind.
Hot Sex, JoJo jojo@jojojinx.com
posted by JoJo Jinx on Tuesday, June 25, 2002
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