Gamma.Girl looked out over Steel Canyon from her favorite perch. How many years had she been hanging out there? She still didn't even know the name of the building. It gave her a great view of the city and privacy as well. Arms suddenly wound around her waist from behind and she felt hot breath on her ear. She had no idea who this was or how they had snuck up behind her, but they had just successfully pushed her "fuck me now" button. She melted back into the embrace and felt something press against her panties, under her skirt. She actually wore panties most of the time, now. She had to. Her name was specifically mentioned in a new city ordinance that stated female heroes who wore skirts must wear undergarments. Especially if they fly.
Gamma reached for the hardness but the man's hands prevented her. He pulled her arms around her body so that she hugged herself like a straight jacket. His hips thrust and the hard rod rubbed down the crack of her ass to her "taint". Her eyes widened and she gasped as she realized the organ poking her was uncovered and free of clothing. The head pushed the green silk of her panties between her nether lips and she felt herself get wet.
She felt a tongue trace her earlobe and it sent shivers through her body. A small part of her brain couldn't believe that she was still so helpless before her hormones. All the times she'd been assaulted, beaten and even raped and a total stranger could still reduce her to a trembling puddle of heated desire.
His hands moved under the green leather of her jacket and cupped her breasts. That was another thing that amazed her and she took some joy in. All the changes she'd been through, her body burned and broken and ravaged and essentially rebuilt... her boobs where much bigger now. She'd had the typical Asian build before, petite and ... flat. She was still petite but had a respectable rack now. And it was all natural. Well, as natural as anything could be in this city. There was no silicone in her fun bags, just pure human flesh.
Her nipples were outrageously sensitive. They always had been but now even more so. That's actually one of the reasons she wore an open jacket an nothing under it. Covering her breasts in clothing put in her in a state of nearly constant arousal.
Forefingers traced over her nipples and she actually squeaked with the joy of it. The cock was rubbing hard against her panties, grinding the silk against her clit. It was driving her mad, this delicious torture. She pushed back against it, hoping her panties would slip aside and allow the beast to plunge into her warm tunnel. She was on the verge of orgasm and wanted the cock to feel the benefit of her vaginal muscles pumping and contracting around it when she went over the edge.
"Put it in me," she begged, "before I cum. Please put it in me".
She felt her panties tear away and the hard organ suddenly drilled into her. It pounded into her with urgent violence and Gamma screamed as her orgasm gripped her body. The cock throbbed and pulsed and exploded, jetting hot waves of liquid pleasure into her, driving her climax to even higher extremes.
She collapsed and lay on top of her for a moment. She moved suddenly, spinning around to get a better view of surprise lover, but he was already gone.
"Son of bitch," she swore, "Fucker moves fast. Damn I hope he does that again sometime".
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Arbiter Sands giggled to himself like a lunatic as the Flyer lifted off.
Finally! After more than two years he'd finally plucked the flower that had eluded him for so long. He wondered how many times he could take her before revealing it was him. And he relished that moment. He's fuck her so hard and make her cum. Then he'd reveal himself. Then, finally, he'd kill her. His diabolical plan made him hard again. He'd have to rape Kalinda when got back to the Islands.