Gift of Wonder
Friday: Metropolis - Daily Planet
Friday Vibes. He can feel the Friday vibes all around. He sees more smiles than on any other day of the work week.
The sun was already sinking beneath the sky leaving a soft warm glow behind. There is a sort of relief and relaxation everywhere. People are secretly high-fiving themselves for making it to the weekend after grueling deadlines and overtime.
Clark Kent tapped his pen on his desk listening to the clock tick.
20 more minutes and he'll be heading home to his wondrous girlfriend, Diana Prince to complete this Friday. A unique day. What a blessing it is that there's one at the end of each week!
There are many days of festivals and celebrations throughout the year. Birthdays, Christmas, wedding days, Anniversaries, a coronation. They make his life as Clark Kent more bearable. Gives him respite and great joy. But the statement 'Happy Birthday' always meant nothing to him. Make no mistake, he is forever grateful for the Kents - his brightest light on darkest nights for everything including giving him a birthday on earth's account but to him, it was a reminder of how lonely he is. But that is until he met Diana.
Clark couldn't wrap his head around how he, a boy from Kansas got so damn lucky. Sure, he is Superman, but Diana never saw him for his powers. She saw him for the humbled respectable soulful man he is. She honored his birthright as Kal-El of Krypton wanting to learn more about his heritage along with him. Besides his parents and childhood best friend, Lana Lang, Diana was the only person he could truly be open and honest with.
Their relationship was built on a solid foundation of mutual respect and trust, forging a friendship to falling in love with the 7 years of being in each other's lives.
A smile tugged at the corner of Clark's mouth.
"Yo, CK! Happy Birthday, man!" Jimmy said.
"Thanks, Jim."
"Happy Birthday, Clarkie!" Cat cheered.
"Happy Birthday, Smallville," Lois said a bit dryly.
"So, uh...didn't know what to get you. So Cat, Lois, and I got a card signed."
"I know how much you love ties, so, I got you a new one that matches your eyes!" Cat grinned.
Lois scoffed. "You're so extra for no reason, Grant. Anyway, Jimmy and I got you a few gift cards, too."
"Thanks, guys. You didn't have to get anything but I really appreciate it."
"No party, CK?" Jimmy asked.
"Nah, just me and Diana."
"Your first birthday celebration as a couple, right?"
Clark smiled proudly. "Yep!"
"I still can't believe you've been dating someone like her…or should I say she's dating someone like you."
Clark quirked his brow. "What does that mean?"
Cat nudged Lois' arm. "Don't ruin his day!"
"Don't worry, Cat. It's not official until midnight tonight. But nothing can ruin my day anyway because I am going home to Diana."
Cat smirked. "Ha! Take that, Lane!"
BREAKING NEWS: DIESEL STUCK ON THE EDGE OF METROPOLIS BRIDGE
Lois and Cat looked at each other then ran to the elevators.
"It's my story, Lane!"
"Geez….I'm sorry, Clark, but you are lucky you have Diana and seriously hook me up wi-" Jimmy turned to see Clark was gone too. "When did he even leave?"
2 hours later…Clark's Apartment
Clark opened the door and walked into his apartment. The lights were dim and playing a trick with subtle glow in golden lights. Candles were strategically placed entwined with roses adding a romance and aphrodisiac effect in the air, welcoming him.
Patchouli and rosewood fragrances were everywhere but he can't seem to find the source. This is magic, he realized.
The, the smell of lobster macaroni & cheese simmering lowly in the oven instantly hit him.
He smirked hearing water running from the bathroom. Not the soft gentle rain of the shower, but the deep rumble of the bathtub being filled up. Listening even closer now, he could hear soft music playing. She was setting the mood for relaxation and seduction, which made him smile.
He moved swiftly going into the bathroom.
"Diana?"
"Hi, Beloved."
He saw Diana ensconced in the tub that was long enough for her to almost completely stretch out her gracious 5'11" frame, propped up slightly at one end, only her neck and the tops of her shoulders visible, her face flushed slightly from the heat of the water. The rest of her lay very modestly sunken underneath water and layers of bath bubbles. At the other end of the tub, just the tips of her toes peeked up through the bubbles as her feet rested on the tile next to the faucet.
Clark stood for a moment and admired her. Her long dark hair was tied up in a messy ponytail so that it would not fall into the water, which accentuated the smooth curve of the tops of her shoulders above the water. Her skin looked like silk with a sheen of moisture from the steaming water and whatever moisturizing bath product she was using. She did look good enough to eat for a very long time.
Diana looked back at him with an adoring, but slightly glazed look in her eyes. Luxuriated in the bubbly water, she was relaxed, aglow, and naked with a smile on her face. The starting point for many a fantasy...and just as many real evenings they've spent together.
"Dinner is ready but keeping warm on low heat. I thought that my Beloved would like to relax with a nice steaming hot bubble bath with me first."
Clark saw the mischievous look on her face and smiled knowingly back at her. He groaned inwardly, gazing at her longingly as the muscles of her glistening neck contracted with the erotic lust-filled sound from her lips that caused his pants to become uncomfortably tighten.
Diana's delicate hand traced the lines of her neck, slick with perspiration, and trailed lower, disappearing beyond his line of sight to her gorgeous voluptuous breasts.
He moved closer, his head craning as he strained to get a better look at the Goddess seated within its depths. Diana released a short whimper, throwing her head back as one hand wrapped around a needy breast, her thumb and forefinger working diligently over the aching flesh. She arched herself up into her own touch, biting down on her lower lip to keep her heady cries at bay. The sight before Clark left his mouth dry, his blue eyes sparkling with desire as he watched the sensual display.
Her cries and whimpers of pleasure intensified, her soaked body rising slightly from the tub, craving more stimulation than what she was providing. Her free hand slipped below the surface of the water, seeking the sensitive flesh that rested between her thighs and begged for her attention. Her breath hitched as she made contact with her scorching heat, her fingers gently petting and stroking the nerve endings that had her all but bowing out of the tub.
Clark watched with rapt attention, his eyes never leaving hers as he sat on his knees beside the tub, his hand coming up to sweep a lock of hair from her face. Her eyes flickered to stay open, dazed and full of lust. There was something extremely intimate in his intense stare that only added to her pleasure.
He gazed at her adoringly, his jaw set tightly as he gently cupped her face, his thumb caressing her cheek lightly before leaning over her and pressing a kiss to her brow.
"Good…keep going," he whispered encouragingly, his voice almost like a promise.
Putting more pressure on her aching clit, Diana began to rub with desperate circles, her body heaving with every short gaspy breath that left her lips.
"That's it." He praised huskily, his voice never dropping from its slow deep lilt.
Diana sobbed his name as her pleasure came to a crescendo, her body convulsing as the water inside lapped angrily at the sides of the tub. Clark hushed her soothingly, his crooning voice speaking soft words of endearment into her forehead as she carefully brought herself down from the precipice. Diana looked up at him whimsically.
"Hi, again" Clark greeted her breathlessly with a warm smile, caressing her cheek.
She blushed, shifting herself back against the tub and humming pleasantly.
"Hi…again." She giggled and sighed, relaxing into his tentative touch.
"Special occasion for tonight?" Clark questioned, unable to wipe the amused smile from his face.
"Something like that," Diana nodded earning her a breathy chuckle.
"What is it?"
Diana smiled brilliantly, flushing her cheeks with color as she inched herself closer to him.
"All I can say is that this is just the start of a glorious weekend for us. Especially after these long days at work. Superman and Wonder Woman need a little down time as well," she answered, pressing her lips to his in a passionate kiss.
Every time they kiss, its like their first kiss. The spark ignites a flame. And the flame becomes an all-consuming fire. Diana heaved herself up closer to him, her fingers tangling in the small hairs at the back of his neck as the kiss grew more heated. She released him unexpectedly giving him one last nip to his bottom lip, his lips following hers as she pulled away from him with a cheeky smile.
"Join me, Beloved," she beckoned, her foot grazing against her leg causing ripples in the water.
Clark lifted himself on one knee and leaned over her, his face inches from hers as he said, "don't have to tell me twice."
Diana gave a satisfied smile as Clark pried himself off the floor and she leaned back into the tub as he began to remove his clothing at a torturous pace that reignited the fire in her stomach.
Clark leered down at her, his eyes never tearing from hers as he slowly inched his shirt up and over his body, his muscles flexing deliciously with the movement as he bared every last inch of his sculpted chest to her hungry gaze. Diana had lost count of how many times she had seen him in this state of undressing but the sight never ceased to leave her breathless. She clenched her legs, a heady wave of desire rolling through her body as her eyes feasted over the tantalizing masculine flesh. She mapped out every curve and edge of rigid muscle that graced his shoulders, arms, and pecs.
His face stood unchanging in its expression as she raked over his body, his motions steady and unfaltering as he all but made love to her with his eyes.
She felt like the most beautiful and enticing creature on God's green earth under his gaze and she for damn sure was.
Clark stood assuredly as he steadily unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them over his firm legs. Diana's eyes roamed over his naked body, settling on the impressive piece of male flesh bobbing between his legs as he stepped out of his pants.
He approached the tub helping himself into its warm depths on the other side. He groaned in approval as the hot water hits his skin, the heat washing away the stress of the day as soon as he was submerged.
Bringing his hand up from the water, he splashed his face with water, before lathering it over his head and slicking back his jet-black mane of hair. He shot Diana an amused grin when he caught sight of her staring at him, her mouth slightly open at the sight of him wet.
Closing his hand around the edge of the tub he pushed himself forward, crowding her with his body until he covered her completely, forcing her deeper into the water.
"You look incredibly sexy," His voice sent shivers down her body as his warm breath caressed her bruised lips.
His hand crept up behind her, gently cradling the back of her head as he dragged his lips hungrily over hers.
Diana's tongue tangled with his, her moans echoing in the back of his throat as he greedily devoured her lips with his, her face arching up to meet his mouth as she wrapped her arms around his torso.
The water beaded off his face onto hers, her fingernails raking up and down the planes of his back as she eagerly rocked her center up against his straining erection and gasped into his mouth.
Breaking their kiss, Clark slowly moved them around adjusting to sit behind Diana, having her sit with her back toward him between his legs. He pulled her close to his eager body so that she could rest against his solid form. Diana could feel his hardened manhood against her lower back and she sighed shakily. She smiled and put her hands on top of his, laying her head on his broad muscular shoulder, water dripping from the tips of her pulled-back hair. Clark raise a soaked hand and pulled her band, Diana's hair falling immediately. As it fell into the water, it curls around her breasts and floats atop the water; Clark hugged her tighter and buried his face in her hair, taking in its heavenly aroma.
"You're a dream, Di," he whispered in her ear.
She laughed softly and turned her head, to place a kiss on his lips.
Clark and Diana shared a deep and loving kiss. Slipping their tongues into each other's mouths, they both moaned as their tongues gently caressed each other.
Breaking the kiss again, Clark trailed soft gentle kisses along Diana's neck, making her moan as he kissed, nipped, and sucked on that sensitive spot. Diana moaned enjoying the feeling of his lips kissing and sucking on her soft flesh.
"You have a magical touch," she sighed. "You are so good to me", she whispers huskily as he continued to place hot open-mouth kisses on her neck. "It's why you deserve every bit of what I have in store for you."
"You know you could just tell me…"
Diana giggled. "I want you to be surprised, Love."
"I'm surprised by you every day no matter what."
"Uh..huh….so patience, Beloved. It's worth it."
Diana brought her arms around to the back of his head to take a grip on his hair. To hold him in place. To hold him near. Clark nibbled at the sensitive skin where her neck meets her shoulder Diana moaned and bit her lip.
Clark's hands start to travel again. He's mesmerized by the smoothness of Diana's skin. He loved to touch her. And he was still overwhelmed and stunned, that he was able to touch her. That he's allowed to touch her.
His fingers find her breasts, the weight of her soft mounds so familiar by now and yet, so new. Every touch is like the first. His hands were shaking and Diana covered them with her own.
"I'm the luckiest man alive," he told her softly.
Clark moved his hands to her full breasts gently squeezing them. Tilting her head to the side with his chin, he started planting moist kisses along her neck and shoulder. He could feel her breathing hitch and he was encouraged to continue. Diana allowed her hands to run along with the strong muscles of his legs that rest on either side of her body and she had to stop herself from wiggling her hips back against his prominent member and eliciting a groan from him.
Being surrounded by Clark, his presence gave Diana such peace. She loved him so deeply, for so long. She allowed every other sense to bathe her in the experience of his fingers expertly manipulating her rosy peaks and his heavenly tongue winding its way up her slick neck.
He continued to breathe her in. Clean and pure and so unique Diana. His strong fingers kneaded her breasts tenderly, his thumbs brushing her nipples, hardening them to pebbles of want. Diana arches in his touch, closing her eyes again. She smiled, giving herself completely to the feeling of his hands on her breasts. It amazed her how this man from the stars, a god in his own right, was such a gentle and affectionately lover.
He peppered more kisses along her jaw until he reaches her mouth, claiming her lips in a deep, sensual kiss, stealing her breath, swallowing her moans.
As his right hand kept fondling her breast, rolling the nipple between his index finger and his thumb, his left hand traveled further down, over her stomach until it reached where she desperately wanted him to be.
Diana tried to spread her legs to give him better access, even being a little difficult in the bathtub, but she manages. His hand snuck between her, cupping her naked and wet center. Quiet, indulgent sighs were coming from them both when his free hand slid down and through her drenched folds.
Clark's fingers part her slick folds, touching her, teasing her. The second he made contact with her sensitive nub he swallowed her gasp in a deep and exploring kiss, his tongue dueling with hers as he pinched and swirled her clit.
Her hips rose and fell with each wave of heat coursing through her, sensations long forgotten were pulsing past every nerve in her body and she knew she was close to the edge.
Two long fingers slid into her depths as his thumb continued its maddening steady pace. She felt him thrust twice more and then she was falling, muscles clenching as the heat and euphoria consumed her.
His fingers picked up pace bringing her closer to orgasm quicker than before.
"I was...I was imagining you touching me all day and bringing me closer to…" her whole body shuddered in pleasure then causing her world to fall flat. "Ah...Kal…I'm…"
Sensation began to crash in around her, coming at such an intense pace her body struggled to register it all, her mind had checked out long ago. Her own two sets of fingers moved in quickening synchrony with his providing a counterpoint. Waves of water grew larger, threatening to overtop the porcelain rim. Her breath was harsh, coming in sharp gasps and pants, the pressure on her clit increased, nipples cruelly tugged, his excited breath at her ear, sucking the lobe into his hot, wet mouth, and whispering suggestions she was too crazed to register, yet still managed to urge her on to greater heights.
She was overwhelmed by his presence, by the private sanctuary they had created for themselves; his arms wrapped around her, and his hard cock poking her in the ass, hot breath in her ear, whispering promises of things to come, a delicious juxtaposition of the intended and actual uses of the bathtub. All of these sensations are colored by the warmth, humid, earthy scented twilight enveloping them.
Clark smirked knowing she was right on the edge.
"Diana…Let go for me…"
Diana panted, gripping onto his legs thrusting her hips upwards against his hand.
"I'm close…Beloved..."
Diana couldn't stop the loud whimpers coming from her.
"Diana." Clark's voice commanded, "Let go for me."
Diana let out a long moan and then screamed as her walls tightened around her lover's fingers as her orgasm hit. Water splashed against her chest and slopped over the sides of the tub. But Clark didn't stop though. He kept rubbing against her clit to prolong her orgasm. This only caused Diana to arch her back and writhe against him uncontrollably. It was too much. She was too sensitive.
Before she could come down from her high, Diana felt Clark's strong arms encircle her, lifting her. He turned her body slightly so he could see her face. The desire that he saw there reflected the almost animalistic need he had for her. Their arms intertwined and their lips locked in a passionate fury that enveloped them.
The feel of his lips against hers was almost more than she could bear. As Diana's lips parted, her tongue darted forward to meet his, in a dance that was as old as time itself. The taste of him, no matter how many times she received the opportunity, she would never tire of savoring it.
Clark lifted her aligning his length with her core then eased her back down as he thrust upward. The fullness of him was overwhelming and Diana leaned back in surrender while he bent to lick the water from the hollow of her throat.
Coming in close to him on the upstroke and then back away from him and upright on the downstroke, Clark let her control the pace and placed his hands on her ass but did not guide her.
"It's all you, Di," he told her, "Your show…your ride."
Gazing into his eyes, Clark had that hungry look in his eyes again, and pulled her lips down to his, making love to her mouth with his tongue. Diana bounced up and down, the water sloshing over the sides of the tub with every movement. She varied the pace and ferocity of her lovemaking while pausing occasionally to kiss him deeply.
"Oh, Gods!"
Faster now, the waves splashed, more water slopping over the side, pooling on the floor against the tub. sending ripples of ecstasy along her spine with every jolt. Diana held her body against his, breasts pressed between them, pushing herself up and collapsing down again, grinding her womanhood onto him, taking as much of him as she could with every down-thrust.
Diana could feel the coil within her tightening, each powerful drive into her pressing her closer to completion. His scent, his powerful silence, and the outpouring of himself into her weaved an invisible bond. Diana was lost to this man. His presence was all-consuming; he demanded everything from her and yet, she felt stronger for it.
"Oh!... Yes!... Gods!"
She felt an orgasm building as she furiously ground against Clark's lap. The wave of pleasure hit her. Her walls clenched around him.
Clark took Diana's hands from around his neck and leaned her back to lounge in the cradle of the tub, with her arms on the edges and her body half floating. Carefully, without ever leaving her empty, he shifted to his knees and made a few slow, tentative thrusts. Diana's floating body moved in a wave with the water and rose to the back of the tub and back down again each time he plunged into her.
"Oh!... This is new... Ah!..."
"I got some surprises of my own," he grinned down at her wickedly.
His movements quickened and staggered. Diana could feel his shaft harden further and his finger slipped down to where they were joined, the maddening pattern catapulting them both over the edge as she reached up to grip his shoulders and cried out.
Diana pulled herself back to him, pressing her breasts against his chest and her forehead against his. Diana rocked her hips back and forth, as he thrust fast and deliberately, and the water continued to slosh back and forth in waves, between them and over the side of the tub, keeping time with their rhythm.
Diana held his face in both her hands and kissed him hard, darting her tongue right into his mouth. She raised her pelvis up and down, gripping his member tight inside her. Their pelvises slapped against each other. Both of them were now almost screaming out uncontrollably as they were making love at a frantic pace. Clark's thrusting became much harder and each time his manhood jabbed her special spot.
Diana noticed his eyes closing and his jaw clenching, a sign of his oncoming climax.
She encouraged him, "Yes, Kal… harder, deeper! ... take me! Yes! ... OOOOOHHHH Yes!"
He suddenly gripped her hard at her waist with both hands, holding her down, and Diana felt the first spurt of his hot essence hit deep inside. Clark let out an animal roar with that. That triggered a mini-orgasm in Diana as well, and she screamed out. And, then, a few more spurts and his essence started oozing out of her convulsing womanhood. They were both panting hard, completely out of breath. Both of them rested their heads on each other's shoulders and just laid still, waiting for their breathing to return to normal. The wavelets in the tub gradually subsided, and water slowly dripped down off the walls.
A while later, Diana started kissing Clark on his shoulder, moving to his ear, and then to his face before licking his lips and sliding her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues explored each other's hungry mouths and Clark bit her lower lip and pulled back gently.
Clark remained inside Diana as deeply as he could be. Their mouths parted for a moment as they both moaned and grunted. Diana's back arched again when Clark kissed her neck, then buried his face between her breasts, as soft and fluffy as pillows, his hands held against her back. It wasn't long before he felt himself convulse inside of her once more and they both moaned together in perfect rapture, the unrelenting waves of pleasure coursing through their bodies. He filled her again with each gentle thrust, sending her almost over the edge with a silent scream of ecstasy. Diana tipped over the edge, her arms tightly around his neck while she tilted her head and cried out to the ceiling.
When he was done, Clark fell back into the tub with a splash, panting.
"That..was…was…how much I missed you," Diana breathed heavily.
Clark held onto her tightly. Looking at her, she looked satisfied and she was absolutely beautiful. He smiled at her with that smile that was for her and her alone. As he kissed her sweetly, Diana sunk into his kiss feeling all the love and desire he had for her. She kissed him back wholeheartedly, putting all her feelings and emotions into their kiss. They shared a few more kisses before he pulled back and rested his forehead against hers.
Diana looked into his eyes, overwhelmed by the amount of love they held.
"Diana, I love you," he whispered with so much feeling it tugged at her heartstrings. "So much."
Diana placed an open mouth kiss against his lips before she responded, "I love you, too, Kal-El." She gave him one more soft peck. "Dinner should be completely ready now. I followed the recipe and the timing is just right."
Clark smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. He then made sure her legs were around him as he stood up from the tub stepping out, carrying Diana.
Diana laughed softly. "Oh, what a mess we made."
"No worries. Clean up later."
He set her down and got two large towels for them to dry off.
"By that time, we'll be making another mess."
Clark smirked. "I like that idea better."
Walking into their bedroom wrapped in towels, Diana went over to her side of the bed picking up a box.
"I got this for you, my Love."
"Di, you didn't have to."
She smiled. "I like seeing my man be more relaxed and this, I just thought it was perfect for you to wear."
Clark smiled back and set the box down on the bed to open it.
It was a navy pure silk lapel collar belted robe, pants, and slippers set with a luxurious and unique feel to the touch and a beautiful Mediterranean, Greek-style pattern.
"Wow! This is great, Di! You got this hand-sewn didn't you?"
"I did! Specifically for you."
Clark kissed her softly. "Thank you, Di."
Diana walked back into the bathroom with something of her own to wear.
By the time Clark was finished dressing the robe around, Diana walked back out with a silver shimmer and glamour glitzy mesh mini dress. This gorgeous jaw-dropping dress featured a mesh chain detail, with a halter neckline fastening, low back detail, and a bodycon fit.
"And I know I won't be in this for long just as you won't be in robe… but I wanted to wear this for the night."
"Oh…Damn…."
"You like it, Beloved?"
"I love it…wow…."
Clark couldn't stop staring at her practically drooling.
Diana blushed and giggled.
"Come on, Love. Dinner first."
Walking out of their bedroom to the kitchen, Clark smacked Diana's ass.
The soft flicker of candlelight is perfect for their dinner, it has eliminated the world around them and allowed them to fully focus on each other mixing with music playing in stereo.
Diana took his hands as her eyes met his and took him to the table set in the heart of the apartment.
He sat down at the table, as Diana had everything already set just needed to fix their plates.
"I want you to sit with me, Di. So just make 1 plate for us to share."
She smirked peeking from the kitchen. "So I'm sitting on you and happily feeding you."
"Feeding each other is always hot."
Diana laughed bringing their glasses of wine.
Clark raised his brow.
"What is it?" Diana asked.
"I was thinking how I'd rather drink you."
Diana bit her lips. "After dinner…Mr. Kent."
Clark stared at her as she walked away seductively, mesmerized by how her hips swayed.
Diana came back within 5 minutes with a plate in hand.
"And here we go!" She presented proudly.
Clark's eyes went wide and his mouth watered. The lobster macaroni & cheese was presented with asparagus and a garlic butter ciabatta roll.
"By your expression, the presentation is good at least. I hope it tastes as good as it looks."
"Of course, it will. Come here."
Clark grabbed her by her waist and pulled her down to sit on his lap. Diana gasped feeling his hard manhood.
"Settle down, Kal," she teased.
"I can't. You are just so damn sexy."
Clark kissed her softly. Diana giggled and moaned in his mouth.
Pulling away from their kiss, Diana took a spoon full of the macaroni and placed it up to Clark's mouth.
Taking the spoon into his mouth, Clark immediately tasted the delicious combined flavors.
"Damn, Di! This is incredible!"
"Really?!"
"Yeah! So rich and creamy…just like you!" he grinned.
Diana blushed and slapped his shoulder laughing. "Kal. The things you say…naughty man."
Clark chuckled. "I mean it both ways, Di."
"Well, I'm glad you like it, Love."
Clark took the spoon from her for him to feed her this time.
Diana's eyes went wide as the flavors burst into her mouth.
"Oh, my Gods!"
"I told you! Perfection!"
They continued feeding each other until they were both done.
Diana got up from Clark's lap, taking their plate into the kitchen.
Clark was right behind her in seconds and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck, sending chills down Diana's back. Diana turned around in his arms. They attacked each other hungrily. Arms wrapped tightly, their lips sought the other and crushed against them, their tongues darting and playing and exploring. His hands ran all over her body, feeling her tight back and down onto her firm ass, then up her sides to grasp her insanely perfect breasts before returning to holding her as close as possible. She lifted one leg to wrap it around the back of his knee as he held her ass cheek and pulled her against him. Their bodies fit so perfectly together. They enwrapped each other in a loving embrace and kissed deeply.
Clark released his lips from Diana's and lightly kissed her eyes, then her cheeks, and finished with her nose. He moved his hands to her ass and gave each cheek a playful squeeze.
"You are relentless," Diana laughed.
Clark responded by silently raising his hands, drawing his fingers lightly over Diana's back, creating a torrent of tingles. He then slowly rubbed up against her back and unclipped her dress, letting it fall gracefully to the floor. Clark took off his robe.
"Another mess," Diana whispered and she stepped out of her garment.
"Damn right," Clark commented before deeply kissing his Goddess once more.
Releasing the kiss, Clark lowered himself and placed his face directly in line with Diana's bosom. He cupped each breast in his hands, lifting them to his face. He affectionately kissed each breast, paying special attention to the cleavage between them. He then ran his tongue over the smooth and warm skin, tracing the curves of Diana's breasts. He created a vortex around each areola and ended at each nipple. He placed the nipples in his mouth and gently sucked. He flipped her nipples with his tongue. Diana, sighing quietly, closed her eyes, and soaked in Clark's loving touches. She ran her hands and fingers over the back of Clark's head and his naked shoulders, lightly stroking his skin with her fingernails.
After a moment, Clark stood and once again embraced her. The warm silken skin of her chest pressed bewitchingly against his. Once again, he broke the embrace and gently guided Diana to the couch. She was eye level with his manhood, trapped within his pants. She reached to pull down his pants, only to be disappointed when Clark once again knelt, this time between her legs. He tenderly kissed up her left leg ending just before her black lace thong. Moving his attention to her right leg he trailed tender kisses down from her thigh to her ankle right back up, reversing course and traveled the length of her leg with the tip of his tongue. This time he did not stop. He spread Diana's legs a little further and lovingly kissed her silk-encased quim.
Diana exhaled as the kisses registered. Using his tongue, Clark rubbed the silken material against her crevice and her button. Diana emitted a soft "AH" and gently caressed Clark's head as he saturated her sheathed cleft with kisses. Clark withdrew from between her legs. Looking deeply into Diana's eyes he indicated she should raise her hips. He pulled her lacy black thong over her legs to the floor, following the silky garment with a string of tender kisses. Clark slow and tenderly kissed his way from Diana's right knee up her right thigh. Diana laid her head against the back of the couch, embraced a sofa pillow, closed her eyes, and waited for what she knew was coming, her!
"I've been ready for you like this all day," Clark groaned. "You are all I want and need. You are a gift, Diana. A gift of wonder."
After an agonizingly slow pace, Clark reached her glistening treasure. For the first few seconds, he did nothing except lightly blow on her lips. The coolness sent shivers through her womanhood and Diana inhaled, crushing the pillow against her erect nipples.
Clark smiled as he ran his tongue up her moist lips, from the top to bottom, although he did not touch her clit. Once again he blow gently across her lips and Diana almost squeezed the stuffing out of the pillow. Clark spread Diana's lips and slowly inserted his tongue into her then slowly pushed it up and ended by flicking her clit.
"Ooo!" Diana inhaled. "Oooooh Gods!" she exclaimed the moment his tongue made contact with her.
Clark started to draw small and leisurely circles over Diana's clit.
"Oh yes," Diana whispered encouragingly.
Clark ran his tongue back down Diana's sex, savoring in her earthy taste and aroma.
He flattened his tongue and lapped at her lips and as sexual energy increased within her, Diana expelled the pillow forcefully and grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples hard. Clark licked her savory moistness, running his tongue the length of Diana's opening several times. Up and down, he ran his very talented tongue, paying extra care around her clit, giving it a small kiss with each passing. When he reached the bottom, he stuck his tongue into her opening. Diana was very aroused and it took very little to send her to the edge. She soon began to arch her back.
Clark practically devoured her essence, licking and sucking on her hungrily as her body bucked and writhed with pleasure. His tongue moved up and down and side to side over every part of her flower before he took hold of her swollen bud between his lips and tickled it rapidly with his tongue. Diana grabbed Clark's head and pushed his face into her as wave upon wave of orgasmic power radiated through her like huge waves crashing over the beach.
The pressure built faster than Diana could ever know. Rarely had the carnal energy been so uncontrollable. It rose to a lustful apex and as Clark circled her clit afresh; Diana erupted. She emitted primal, almost animal-like grunts and squeals as her whole body shook. Sexual energy undulated through her body as Clark switched to his fingers and rubbed her clit in rapid succession. His ministrations cause a flow of erogenous electricity such that it overpowered Diana.
"Oh, Gods! Kal! AH!" Diana screamed and fell quivering on the sofa, breathing heavily.
Clark ceased his actions and sat on the floor at the feet of his quivering Goddess. Taking one of Diana's tense feet, he gently rubbed and messaged it, aiding her in her recovery and at the same time allowing himself to "relax". It took quite a while for Diana to descend from her Everest-like sexual pinnacle.
Clark stood quickly removing his pants then kneeled back down.
Clark places the tip of his hard thick manhood at her entrance. He teased her, rubbing against her slit before slowly sliding in.
"Yes, please," encouraged Diana, wrapping her legs around his waist and drawing him close.
Clark looked at her for just a moment, his gaze locking with hers, and then he drove himself into her with one slow thrust that almost made her scream. It took a moment for her body to adjust to the thick, hard feel of him, filling her to the limit. And then he was moving, pushing himself in and out of her, the sweet, slippery friction already blossoming into gold.
Clark's mind and body buzzed with lust. She felt so good - hot, wet, tight, and perfect. Sweet heavens! Diana's eyes were squeezed shut, her dark hair fanned out across the cushion beneath her. Little moans rolled from her lungs with each panting breath. The moans sounded like his name, like passion, like the raw ache of sex. Her scent and taste were all around him, on him, and in his mouth. Her nails were gripping the pillows on either side of her while her legs locked him tightly in place. Diana's gasped, eyes glazed. More moans escaped her and she pushed her hips towards him.
Clark slowly edges out. Till just the tip is at her lips. Then he waited. Diana wriggled. Want him back in. Finally, Clark gave in and slowly slid in. Then slowly out. In. Out. In. Long purposeful strokes. There was the loud smack of their flesh as he go in and out. Diana felt a second wave building. Now Diana was pumping her hips forward to meet each thrust... it was becoming more urgent.
Diana moaned her approval as he plunged into her again and again. He was on the brink, the claws of an orgasm already dragging at him. But first, he wanted to see her face again, wanted to watch pleasure dance across it as she came, wanted to feel her climax against his manhood. Holding onto the tatters of his control, he buried himself deep in her heat and ground himself in circles against her.
"Oh! By Gods! KAL!' she responded immediately and arched beneath him, her moans frantic.
Diana gasped, delight like a sunrise on her beautiful face, her inner muscles clenching him like a vise as she came. Her eyes momentarily lost focus, and he throbbed as she clenched tightly around him. With a groan, Clark rammed himself into her, his control gone. He couldn't stop, couldn't think but could only feel... Her! And then he exploded. Climax scorched through him, white-hot and blistering, burning him to ashes that hung for a moment in the stratosphere and drifted slowly back to Earth.
Leaning down and passionately meeting his lips to hers, he began to pound into her hard again. His hands met hers, their fingers intertwined. Diana could taste the sweetness of her arousal on his lips. Pausing to catch her breath, she uttered, "Ohhhh mmmyyy gods," before returning her lips to his. Clark slowed down, the mounting frustration they shared going straight into how their tongues tangling. Diana smacked him around in protest, letting out huffs with every pull of his hips, but when he plunged into her, his tongue took advantage of her shivering body. Diana was loving every second of this: loving the strength Clark possessed and loving the way he held and moved her this way and of course, loving how it felt.
Locked into his hold, Diana countered Clark's strength and dominance with her dripping feminine sexuality. She left out the sexiest groan and rocked her hips against him. Her pelvis rocked in motion with his body, her back arched, her plump breasts pushed upwards, her nipples were like hardened buttons, and a flurry of moans, whimpers, cries, and expletives exited her lips.
Clark's knuckles were white as his fingers dug into her soft, smooth thighs. He lifted Diana's legs so she was bent at ninety degrees, her straight legs now resting against his chest.
With his arms holding her legs against his body, he drove further into her, bottoming out with each push.
"Oh gods!, OH GODS!" she screamed with shortened breaths as she was nearing an orgasm and Clark continued pressing into her. "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop," she pleaded with him.
"Not a chance," he replied.
Clark looked down watching as his thick member moved in and out of her. He saw Diana's juices shining on his member when he pulled out, only to be replaced by more as he plunged back inside.
"Ooohhh," Diana groaned, almost like there was a weight on her chest.
Clark increased the power of his thrusting once more.
Diana loved having Clark pound her like this, her body jarring violently with every impact of his thick manhood.
Clark fought off his climax mightily, relishing every extra thrust he got, though it had rapidly become a losing struggle. He had to contend against the sound of her gasping and moaning, along with the dirty talk. Add on to that the very noticeable sound of the couch moving and their skin slapping against each other, and Clark knew it was only moments now.
Diana closed her eyes, so Clark once again looked down at her body. Her breasts were bouncing wildly with his every thrust, making his balls scream for release. He looked farther down and watched her glistening center take everything his pounding member could give and it was too much.
"Damn, Diana, I can't get enough of you," his voice tightened with the strain.
"Yes, Darling! Please, give it all to me!"
And with that Clark threw his head back as he groaned, pulsing, thrusting again into Diana. Her soft velvety womanhood took him deep inside and Clark felt the energy in his balls erupt. His whole body tensed as he blasted out wave after wave of his essence. His orgasm was so intense, making it hard for him to concentrate on the sounds of Diana beneath him as her orgasm washed over her. But from the sounds of it, hers was just as powerful.
Diana's legs were shaking. As Clark eased them down and wrapped them around his waist, Diana locked around him. Not letting him escape.
They were both completely breathless.
"Diana..." Clark started, wanting to say something but unable to find the words.
"Mmmm…Clark," Diana purred underneath him, completely content.
She raised and wrapped Clark in her arms, as best she could, hugging him tightly into her body. She stroked the back of his head while he caught his breath. Clark took in a deep breath and pulled his head back enough to look down into her bright cerulean eyes before kissing her. Since he couldn't say anything, he figured this would get his point across.
Clark wrapped his arms around her and lifted with Diana's. He turned and placed her to lean back on the arm of the couch.
Diana giggled leaning over, her long hair dangling to the floor.
One knee on the couch, one foot on the floor, Clark took a moment to enjoy the sensation of his flesh fully inside of her, to enjoy listening to her moans as she was fully impaled by his engorged member, and then he gave over to the animal inside of him. Clark thrust into her still spasming core, grabbing her breasts roughly and ramming into her hard and fast. Clark pressed himself into her in a powerful rhythm, which sent her into a short wave of moans and hisses.
Clark leaned forward and suck her other nipple into his mouth, and bit down on it, Diana let out a whimper and, started to buck her hips into him. Clark picked up the pace a little and with a growl, he rammed into her harder and harder with each motion. Soon she was tensing up again and he picked up the pace yet again.
Diana couldn't even scream, her breath caught in her chest as she came so hard.
Clark felt her slick womanhood get more soaked as he kept thrusting mindlessly into her. He tried to regulate his breathing and maintain his rhythm as Diana tried to match him. Again Clark slid out and in faster than the last, they both moaned loudly again pausing momentarily to take it all in. They repeated this fast and faster and harder and harder as moans became groans and screams. The pace became a blur a flurry of sensation and exertion pleasure and lust in complete control. They slammed their bodies together driving their desires.
"Di…, you feel so damn good!" Clark exclaimed feeling Diana grip him so tightly as she continued her climax.
She gasped in response. She was so far gone, she just wanted to feel him fill her with even more of his essence. She tried to muster her strength to work her snatch on him as he hammered her.
"Diana, I'm…"
"YES! YES!" She shouted, "FILL ME!"
"OH SHI-!"
"YES, GODS!"
"AAUUGGGHHH!"
"OOOHHHH!"
Diana felt the hot spurts filling her. She could feel the excess flow out of her as her lover kept right on pounding in and out of her. He continued ramming into her until a powerful orgasm rolled through her.
Digging deep to find the strength Clark drove his pace harder and faster, prolonging her orgasm as the increased pace made the world around her blur into obscurity.
She reached for him, her nails dug into his shoulders as she convulsed and he felt her muscles milk him. Clark groaned and bit down on the upper swell of her breast as pleasure shot up his shaft and he emptied himself into her shot after shot. A series of spasms rocked through Diana and her breath shuddered in response. She squeezed and released her vaginal muscles on his member, eliciting a few more quivers of pleasure with each pulsation.
Trying to catch their breath again, Clark wrapped his arms around Diana raising her slowly. Giving her a moment to come back down from her orgasm high, he eased out of her, eliciting a little "oooooh!" from her as the head of his cock passed her sensitive nerves.
Diana let out a big grin at him, her legs tightly around his waist still and her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her and planting a big kiss on his lips.
"One more round in the bedroom?" Clark asked with a smirk pulling away from their kiss.
"Darling, why is that even a question? I'm all yours as you please."
Clark swiftly flew into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Climbing onto the bed, he laid down behind her in a spooning position, kissing her shoulders and back for a few minutes, before he guided his member back into her.
"Ooooh, Clark," she whispered as he filled her up again.
Clark grabbed onto her shoulders and began to pump in and out of her and Diana pressed her ass back toward him with every push. She reached for the headboard and pushed herself against it, driving herself even further down onto him. Their breathing intensified as their motions became more hurried. Clark then repositioned himself a little further back from her allowing Diana to lay on her back and their legs to entangle together. Clark reached down to her and began rapidly rubbing his fingers along her swollen clit. Diana reached a hand back onto Clark's ass, helping to pull him in closer with each thrust. Still pumping his member into her, he matched it with the speed and intensity of his hand on her delicate nub.
Diana's pelvis bucked and squirmed at the sensation and she whimpered and shrieked until another orgasm roared through her body.
"GODS!" she exclaimed as her body reacted to yet another pleasurable wave and every part of her body released and relaxed with a heavy, but happy, sigh.
"You beast," she said to him with wide eyes.
He was Superman, after all, but that didn't stop Diana from still being amazed at his skill in the bedroom.
He smiled in return and turned her over, her ass up in the air for him. Clark took the time to admire it, running his hands over it, kissing it, and tonguing her before kneeling behind her and guiding his shaft back into her hot, dripping center.
They both moaned loudly again, as he filled her and his hips tapped against her amazing ass. He took her by the hips and started to thrust into her, starting slowly but, as she started pushing back against him, clearly still very worked up from her recent orgasms, he picked up the pace.
Diana was pressing her face against the pillow but Clark could still hear her moaning as she quickly approached another orgasm, right on the heels of the other. Holding on tighter to her hips, he was giving her deeper penetration and, after a few full thrusts deep into her hot core, he felt her body tremble as she came once again. Clark continued thrusting until he was sure she'd finished coming, then pulled out and sat in the middle of the bed.
Diana took a breath then straightened up and moved around to straddle him, sitting on his rigid member with her luscious breasts right in front of him.
As she started riding up and down, Clark caressed her breasts, gently tracing circles around her areolas and stroking her hard nipples. While her womanhood felt outstanding, Clark sort of lost himself in her breasts. His orgasm was slowly starting to build up again. He ran his tongue around her areoles and sucked her nipples. As Clark felt himself getting closer to coming, he ended up leaning back and watching Diana's breasts bounce while reaching around to run his hands over her ass. He was pushing up into her, enjoying the increasing levels of pleasure he was experiencing thanks to her hot core.
As soon as Diana got going, she leaned down and brought her lips to his. It didn't take long to progress from kissing to making out passionately as she rode him. She'd started slowly but was gradually increasing her pace, not riding him hard and fast yet but working her way up to it. Clark's hands gravitated from her breasts to her ass, squeezing her cheeks while they moved up and down. Clark was beyond grateful for this opportunity so he was determined to savor not just the feeling of her sliding up and down him, but the soft smooth flesh of her ass and her breasts as well as having her tongue in his mouth.
As her pace continued to increase, Diana pulled her mouth from his, riding him harder. Clark was nearly hypnotized as she straightened up again and he watched her breasts bounce up and down. Clark's hands went right back to them, not to stop them from bouncing, but to confirm that they were right there and he was allowed to touch them. He ran his hands over the soft, smooth flesh and caressed her hard nipples as he felt her core becoming even wetter and more engorged than it already had been. He could feel his orgasm beginning to build as a result of her moving up and down but he was pretty certain that she was going to get there first.
As Clark leaned back up, Diana wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face toward hers so they were soon making out again. The feeling of her breasts against his chest as well as the rest of her bare skin against his was glorious. Diana was raising her hips to accept his thrusts so he was getting maximum penetration into her as he was gradually increasing his pace.
Clark wanted nothing more than to continue making love to her for the rest of the night, enjoying her hot womanhood wrapped around his member. They started moving a bit faster as the level of pleasure continued to increase. Making out continuously and passionately only pulling their mouths from one another to catch their breaths and to let out loud moans when Clark started to spew into her. It was almost more of a soft gasp into her ear to let her know how good she was making him feel. His orgasm seemed to go on longer and the feeling of his warm essence inside of her made Diana orgasm again. She could feel the tingling sensation spread throughout her body, intensifying with every movement made. They stayed like that, frozen in each other's arms for what feels like an eternity. When Clark was finally spent, he just remained embedded deep within her. He kissed her tenderly then trailed down her neck.
Diana let out a soft loving sigh and looked over at the clock.
12:00 AM
She smiled and whispered in his ear, "Happy Birthday, my Beloved."
TO BE CONTINUED…..