A Four-Colour Fantasy: Smut on Speed 2

People rag on Superheroes whose main power is Super-speed, but in the case of male superheroes, They're kinda missing the point.

Skipping the boring bits, Your super-speed lover may have an accelerated Refractory Period, which would seem like none at all, so could go all night. Not to mention there's more than just the thrust in good sex.

Imagine it, fingers that blur in your sight, seemingly everywhere at once, a tongue that seems to vibrate over your labia, your clit, your bumhole, a thousand kisses in a split second.

Perhaps in even just an hour, such frenetic lovemaking would wear out an ordinary woman. But super-heroines are more than ordinary women!

And so we find our heroine, resilient enough to withstand nuclear attack, and the amourous advances of her less-than-languid lover. The fingers that so skillfully attempt to manipulate through her designer panties. The hot breath that seems to be on both sides of her neck at once, and all in an instant, she gives the nod, and is whisked away to a hotel room, or secret lair, stripped of her evening wear, and licked inch by inch, but at a speed as fast as imagination.

Not that our girl is any slouch in the speed department herself, but she's no patch on her man for the evening. So while the "fluffing" is seemingly slow, it takes on a resonace all its own, aching and longing bringing his first orgasm of the night tantalisingly close, but never quite in reach. Whereas his exploration of her pussy is a much livelier affair, bringing her first orgasms in mere moments.

And do we close with 2 seconds of boring missionary pounding? No way! As I mentioned, Accelerated Refractory, so the first 2 seconds may be boring missionary, but soon our pair are whipping around in every conceivable position (and some inconceivable ones!)

They could continue for hours, days even. Sadly, there's always some emergency to break the mood. Still, it's one hell of a four-colour fantasy, is it not, Madam Lust?