Ultimamom cherry red lips lifted in a smile. Far, far too easy. She stopped pumping the young heroe's cock, the boy softly whimpering at the loss of stimulation. "Tell me," the villainess asked, leaning closer to the young hero's face, the breasts brushing his chest. "How much do you want me?" she breathed, her lips inches from her victims face.
"S...so much. Please," he begged, unknowingly beginning to thrust into Ultimamom's hand.
"Now now Ultraboy," she soflty teased, leaning even closer to the young hero, her hand not occupied with his cock gently, but firmly, pushing his hips down. "You can't just say that you want me, you have to show me."
"H...how?" he wondered.
The seductress didn't answer at first. Instead she leaned closer, her lips capturing the young heroe's for a slow, passionate kiss. Her tongue easily won the war in their mouths, pushing into the youth's cavern and slowly plundering it, Ultraboy straining beneath her as he felt himself become flushed and even further aroused.
Ultimamom slowly leaned back, breaking the kiss and smiling down at the youth. "Just let me do, what I do best," she ordered. The entire experience felt so surreal to young Ultraboy. In truth, he wasn't even sure what was happening. Waking up in a strange place, the nature of being seduced by his mothers rival, and the lust clouding his mind made the whole situation so unreal and bizarre, he wasn't sure what to do. But the pleasure he had felt, that tongue twisting about his mouth, all he knew is he wanted more of that.
Ultimamom was, of course, fully aware of what it would seem like to the young boy. His age, ruled by raging hormones, and her experienced hand pulling him along by nips and bounds, soon he would be begging to do whatever she told him, something the villainess had intended. To be sure, she could ensure his servitude by chaining him up, force him through mind controll, pheramones, hypnosis, any number of high tech solutions offered her a means to control young Ultraboy.
But she was well aware of the fallacies of such techniques. No...to bring the boy under her power would require his will free. She would have to work on him as a regular woman would, convince him that he adored her, worshipped her, that only she could bring him pleasure. He had to know that he wanted this, that she gave it to him, and that she could give him more if he only asked. It was a slow process. But, she thought with a sultry smile, well worth it when a willing ultraboy would kneel between her legs, collar round his neck and eating her out, while a chained Ultramom watched in horror.
Ultimamon smiled reassuringly, running her hand through Ultraboy's hair. "Just, trust me," she whispered, a hand tugging at the bottom of the youth's shirt.
"But-."
"Shhh," Ultimamom shushed, bringing a finger to his lip. She slowly began stroking his erection, the boy goraning as her talented fingers played along his cock. "I just want to make sure you don't get your shirt dirty. You wouldn't want your mother finding out, would you?"
Ultraboy whined slightly. "Nooo..."
"Good," she cooed, her hand stopping near the tip of the heroes cock. There, her thumb began rubbing slow circles around it, causing her victim to gasp adn pant at the unfmiliar feeling. "Then let me do what I do best." Her other hand tugged his shirt the rest of the way off, all the while praising what a good boy he was.
Soon, Ultraboy's balls tightened, his cock twitching as his orgasm grew near. Ultimamom smiled at the telltale sign, leaning in close to his ear. "That's it pet, cum for me. Cum for Ultima." Ultraboy groaned, his fingers clenching the sheets of the bed tightly as he pumped into the hand about his cock. With a final groan he came, back arching and thick ropes of cum shooting from his cock like a rocket, coating his muscular chest. His mind blanked, only relishing in the pleasure of his orgasm.
Ultimamom watched the heroe slowly begin to come down from his high with a sultry smirk. She had known the boy was sheltered, but that? And after only a handjob. Oh, this was going to be too easy.
Ultraboy gasped, sweat beading his brow and panting as his orgasm slowly faded, the manicured hand about his cock still slowly pumping him until he was drained. As he watched, eyes widening in awe, that goddess of pleasure who had blessed him slowly dipped a hand into some of the cum upon his chest, bringing it to her lips. Ultimamom slowly sucked his seed from her fingertips, never breaking eye contact with him.
Her fingers came free with a pop. Ultimamom licked her lips and smiled at the awed youth at her mercy. "Oh, you taste good, pet," she said with a lustful smile. Ultimaboy smiled weakly.
"Um, thanks..." |