Sexual Healing
"You can always share your burdens with me." - Diana
Inspired by Junetober's Conversation Pit
11 pm: London, Diana Prince's Condominium
Diana slowly opened the door with a sympathetic smile.
"Hi…" she said softly.
"Hey…Di…" Clark Kent smirked looking at her up and down. She was wearing a navy blue floral print spaghetti strap cami dress. "You look gorgeous as always.
"Thank you."
Clark leaned against the side of the door.
Diana bit her lower lip staring at him. He wore a classic casual loose fitting vintage style long sleeve boat neck henley shirt and dark blue jeans.
"As handsome as you are…you look very tired and tense."
Clark chuckled. "Yeah…and I'm feeling every bit of that, too." He shook his head and sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be bothering you at this time of night like this. I know you're just as tired."
Diana held out her hand for him to take. "I don't mind, Kal. Besides, we will be helping each other relax," she smiled reassuringly.
Clark took her hand.
"I just need you to do one little thing for me first."
"What's that?"
"Leave all your worries behind, right here at the door."
"I can definitely do that."
Diana pulled him inside. After Clark closed the door and locked it, he looked around to see Diana had the lights off with candles lit all around.
"The candles are from Themyscira. They'll burn all night and day as if eternal flames."
"The scent is nice and refreshing. Like the ocean breeze."
"Yes, it's suppose to be a reminder of home, walking along the shore feeling so care free…"
Letting each other's hand go, Diana stopped abruptly, causing Clark to immediately pause, curious of what she was going to do.
Diana turned to him and lifted her night dress over her head taking it off dropping it on the floor. She then slowly slid her thong down her long sexy legs. Clark's jaw dropped.
Her olive skin glimmered in the candlelight, teasing every one of his senses to its boiling point. Her full breasts were just calling out to him. Her curves enticed him to want to trace every contour. Her body was perfection. A true Goddess.
"No clothes beyond this point either."
Clark nodded and within 5 seconds he was unclothed.
Diana smiled taking in his glorious godly physique. Her eyes dropped to his blessed manhood, biting her lip as a sensation shot through her core. She reached for his hand again and led him to her bedroom.
After closing the door, Diana seductively stepped closer to him. Within reach, Clark grabbed her by hips bringing her closer. Diana wrapped her arms around his neck. His shoulder were indeed balled up and tight.
"Kal, please, relax. For right now, everything is alright. It's been hard, I know…but don't worry, we're fine. You are here with me and that's all that should matter."
He took a deep breath and exhaled then leaned in placing his forehead against hers. Closing their eyes, they stood there silently in the middle of her bedroom. Diana began to slowly massage the back of neck, gliding her fingers up through his hair then back down across his shoulders, back to his neck. Clark let out another breath slowly rubbing up and down Diana's back.
Diana let out a soft moan and opened her eyes to Clark staring at her.
"I can't hear anything," he whispered.
"The world is at peace. If only for a moment."
"It feels selfish of me to just want time to stand still. My peace and comfort is you but I don't want to burden you when you need peace and comfort just as much."
Diana shook her head slowly, cupping his face with both hands and kissed him softly. Pulling away slightly, her eyes bore into his. Wide-open eyes, very expressive, gorgeous, a blend of a look that is both soft and harbouring desire.
"You can always share your burdens with me. We do this together. I know your heart, Kal. I'll give you all the time you want from me. If taking care of your own needs and taking time for yourself is selfish then so be it. It's okay to be a little selfish for this. You know I don't mind."
Clark nodded slowly and cupped her cheeks, gently rubbing with his thumbs. "I'm so grateful for you, Diana. I love you."
"I love you, too," she smiled.
Clark firmly placed his lips on hers. Their kisses were slow and tentative, but the pressure behind them built until they became sloppy, tongues darting in and out of their mouths.
"Bed now…" she said in a soft seductive, yet demanding whisper.
When she wanted him all he could do was to go with the flow...
Clark smirked obeying her demand. He got on top of the bed, leaning back against the pillows and headboard with his arms crossed under behind his head watching her.
Diana crawled up the bed to him, kneeling in between his legs. Clark was ready, at full attention, with a smile on his face. Diana was smiling too, thinking about what she was about to do. She started by kissing down his neck across his chest with warm, wet arousing kisses.
As her lips move further and further down, and she followed the thin trail of hair that ran down his stomach, she clawed at his chest. She then wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft, beginning to stroke slowly. She ran her nails over him making him jump. She was amused and enjoyed this reaction from him. Instinctively, Clark placed his hand at the back of her neck, pushing her gently against him. His member was straining hard under her hands, hot and ready. She felt his heat and smiled with satisfaction.
She gave his stomach one last kiss before she placed all of her attention on his manhood that was squirming within in her grasp. She looked up at him, her cerulean eyes filled with lust.
"Oh yes, so much stress, all caught up in here. I'm going to have to relieve this for you, Kal." Her eyes sparked with her tease, the tip of her tongue making her lips shine.
Diana leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on the head of his member, causing him to jump in her hand. Slowly she increased the pressure, tightening her fingers around the full girth of his shaft.
All the while she was looking up at him with that hungry and predatory look in her eyes, like she was going to devour him completely. As her tongue made contact with his skin, it wasn't long before she did so. The look of pure rapture on her face sent chills through him. She slowly licked along the entire length of his member, like licking a popsicle on a hot day. But she wasn't cooling anything down, rather she was raising both his temperature and her own.
He looked down to his Goddess only to find her looking up at him her gaze intent even as he watched her cheeks hollow out.
Clark groaned softly, as he began to relax. This made her smile before she swirled her tongue around his head as she stroked him. He moaned at the sensation and she purred in delight at hearing his moan. She licked his shaft tracing the veins that ran through it, until she reached the top; swirling her tongue around his head before tracing the veins back down again. She slowly, tortuously, ran her tongue up his shaft. She opened wide and took him into her mouth and swallowed him.
"Incredible," he moaned, as he watch her devouring him, her head bobbing up and down on his length to a rhythm only she could hear but that made his blood sing.
Her head descended until she took all of him as she could before she applied as much suction as she could, then she slowly released him with an audible pop.
As she continued stoking him, Diana's fingers sought out and discovered every sensitive area on his length, and exploited that sensitivity to the fullest.
Clark was in agony, and ecstasy, both at the same time. His member throbbed painfully, but he held back. He was not going to cut this short by releasing his load too soon. He wanted to savor every second of her expertise. His breathing was becoming heavier, with moans scattered in between.
Diana flicked her eyes up to stare at him through her lashes. In long, even strokes, her mouth devoured him, sucking hard, then soft, then sucking hard again. Her tongue worked his engorged head, licking away any of the salty juices that escaped his pulsing shaft. She sucked a couple more times before pulling back and blowing gently, making him gasp at the difference in sensations.
Clark looked at her through a drunken haze of lust, watching her, thinking to himself that he had never seen anything more erotic, or more beautiful. Diana could have made him blow his load ten times over already, but she seemed to know just when to back off and make it last a little longer. Clark could feel the intensity building; feel himself growing closer and closer to the sweet release. He was amazed at the increased intensity of the sensation. He was almost there. He could feel it, just a few more sucks, just a few more…
Diana bobbed more vigorously, making Clark's eyes roll into his head before his body tensed and pleasure washed through him like a tidal wave. He groaned as he felt himself release despite his best to hold back.
Almost blacking out from the intensity, Clark groaned loudly, not giving a damn if everyone in the condo building heard him. Pulse after hot pulse of thick essence shot down the back of Diana's throat, her hungry lips not allowing a single drop escape. She also did not release him from her grip. She kept suckling him until there was nothing left.
Clark was in shock. Fighting to catch his breath, his head was still spinning with the effects of the greatest high he had ever experienced. For the first time in a month, he was completely relaxed.
Diana released him from her mouth and slid up his body kissing and licking up his stomach and chest as she went. She nibbled on his neck and ears whispering in his ear that she wanted him inside her. While mentally this all kept him excited, she paid no attention to his member as it bounced up and down so he would calm down for a minute.
"That was more than I expected, Di," he said through panting breaths. "I guess I really didn't know how much pent up tension I had."
He watched her as she licked her lips and could only groan as he watched the erotic sight.
"It's still so much more to release, too. It's going to be a very long night," she replied with a devilish grin, crawling onto his lap and straddled his hips.
"Yeah, definitely more to release."
Diana giggled as she warped her arms around his neck, and placed a sweet kiss on his lips, before she rested her head on his forehead.
"I love being like this with you," she breathed.
"I do, too, Di," he said with a smile. "You in my arms is the gift that keeps on giving. But I need to give you your gift."
"Oh…? You mean the gift of witnessing how talented my lover is with a certain thing he does to me."
He chuckled, rolling them over for Diana to lay on her back now.
"I just need you to relax now."
Diana nodded. For a second, they just looked into each other's eyes again, before the passion drove them to resume. They kissed deeply while Clark's hands ran over her body, pulling her as close as he could to him.
Diana began to run her hands along his back now that she could reach it, lightly scratching it to show the depth of her desire. The overload of lust and passion caused an erratic fury of movement between their lips and tongues, and after a minute they broke their embrace.
Clark took in her body in all of its majesty in front of him, and began to kiss his way down her jaw line and when he reached her throat, he heard the hiss of her breath as he suckled that sensitive spot on her neck. He allowed his lips to explore and taste the drugging sweetness of her skin as Diana moaned. He kissed along her collarbone so lightly that she could barely register the touch except for the pleasure it caused her.
Clark moved slowly, still kissing gently, down her chest and to her breasts. Instead of moving to her nipples, which Diana craved him touching, he moved to the underside of her breast and began to suck and bite. When Diana realized that Clark was giving her a love mark, electricity surged through her and she bucked slightly off the bed.
"Oh yes, Kal... oh yes—" only spurred him on.
She moaned, grabbing at his hair and closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation. He kissed between the valley of her breasts, letting his hands wander to her nipples as he utilized his tongue and lips around both of her ample sized breasts. He moved his mouth to her right nipple and began to slowly, gently lick and suck at it as his fingers continued stimulating her left. Diana moaned louder in his ear as his tongue was circling her nipple.
His free hand was constantly moving, circling her nipple, before pinching it, taking the full weight of her breast in his hand before he brushed feather like touches down her stomach, until they reached her naval. Her stomach muscles contracted whenever his finger circled her naval.
Then, his free hand slipped down her stomach and lightly moved up and down her slit, which was swollen and wet from the anticipation. His hand rubbed against her heat as he showered her chest with his attention. Diana was soon grinding herself against him making cute little sounds as she tried desperately to find her release.
"Oh by the Gods, please, please," she groaned almost despairingly.
She let out a moan that sounded closer to a squeal, startled by his touch yet drowning in the pleasure of it. His mouth and hand both became more aggressive, and he began to circle her clit. It felt amazing.
After a few more moments, he switched giving her left nipple the same glorious attention with his mouth.
Once satisfied with the pleasure he had given her breasts, Clark worked his mouth down to her abdomen, kissing a trail down further towards her thighs. She arched her back in response.
He adjusted kneeling comfortably and stroked then stretched her right leg up into the air, looking at her pink, inviting and perfectly womanhood. A flash of him thrusting hard into her raced through his mind as he slowly, tantalisingly moved his hand up her body, up from her leg up to her neck brushing her breasts on the way. She was looking at him with a look of aching desire. This only added to the ache within him, his manhood was thriving in time with his pulse.
He dove in between her thighs, now taking in her full essence with every sense he had. He inhaled her womanly scent that reminded him of vanilla and violets, now licking her clit. A small yelp escaped from her before her skin broke out in goose flesh. Her scent was drugging, intoxicating, getting him harder if it was even possible. He pulled her folds in between his lips before slipping two of his fingers inside her. The walls of her insides were already pulsating against his fingers. She was delightfully tight.
Continuing to finger her, he lowered his lips to lick her clit again, now beginning to elicit more or more moans from her. He applied more pressure with his tongue now, putting it into a vibrating movement. The waves of pleasure was quite obviously coursing through her already. She was beginning to dig her fingers into the bedsheets. Her writhing movements were beginning to be larger and she was arching her back repeatedly. At this point, it was a case of gorgeous romantic lovemaking.
He took his time running his tongue up and down and side to side slowly before he started writing the alphabet to a dead language in her womanly center.
He looked up at her every time he suckled at her nub. Not only did it intensify the flames of his lust but he could also watch as lust began to cloud her vision.
What he liked most about this sight; was how opened she was to him. Her hair disheveled, her lips parted in ecstasy.
Clark proceeded with a series of licks of her clit in the upward direction. The kissing sounds were getting louder now and her moaning was now continuous. The view of her, from her glistening womanhood towards her breasts and up to her face, was spectacular. Her head on the side, her eyes were closed to better enjoy the sensations and her lips parted just slightly, giving her a sex Goddess kind of look. Her long eyelashes only added to the effect. She was all set up to simply enjoy the sensations Clark was providing.
Clark sped up his fingering motions, becoming more insistent, and just watched her body and her face. She smiled a blend of heart-melting and seduction at him.
Continuing faster and harsher fingering, Clark combined this with licking and sucking her clit now. One of Diana's hands reached down and raked through his hair and her hips were now in continuous circling motion. She was being taken to the next level and in response so was he. Now his lips were glued to her clit licking and sucking hard. Her other hand clutched at the bedsheets.
Clark was getting more and more of her sex on his lips and the scent was beginning to drive him crazy. Her hips were moving against him, trying to meet his ministrations. Diana kept making more sounds as he kept thrusting his fingers within her until her she couldn't help but buckle her hips in rhythm with his fingers.
He knew that she was at the brink, when she grasped the back of his head harder and held it steady, as he suckled. He withdrew his fingers until he was nearly out of her before he crooked his fingers it took him a moment to find it, but he located the small ridge within and pressed as he sucked. Every time he pressed the ridge he heard, her gasps increase their pace getting faster and faster until.
Finally, she shattered her legs clamped his head, her hips bucking, as her back arched, while her screams of pleasure filled the room. He did what he could, to lap up her sweet nectar, but she spilled more than he could drink. It ran down his face and throat and soaked his chest.
Her chest rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath. He stayed kneeling on the floor but even from where he sat, he could see how her eyes glazed with satisfaction.
Clark needed to kiss her again. He kissed his way up her abdomen. Diana lifted herself, sitting up, for a series of passionate kisses. Clark took her mouth and kissed her with such veracity as though he could capture the moan and make it his.
When he released her mouth, Diana was panting and doing her best to catch her breath. There was arousing quiet in the room just now as they slowed the action down, which they knew was just a prelude to intensity in a few moments. Diana lips were pure sweetness and velvet. Clark pulled her lower lip into his. This was slow, gentle and romantic. The sounds of kissing and their heavy panting were the only ones that disturbed the silence. Though the silence wasn't to last, of course.
Diana maneuvered her leg around Clark and used it to flip them so that she was now on top of him. He looked a bit surprised, but smirked knowing exactly what Diana had in mind. Diana wasted no time, moving her hand to his member and stroking slowly as she kissed him passionately. She bit his lip gently, holding it in her mouth for a moment.
As she let go of his lip, she raised up a bit smiling at him beginning to grind in circles. His erection rubbing on her clit felt amazing, addictive, irresistible. Diana grabbed both his hands and interlocked their fingers as she continued to slide back and forth on his member slick with her own juices. The buildup of not just her desire, but Clark's too, made every sensation that much more intense. He could feel her wetness and her heat beckoning him. He tried to answer the sirens call by shifting his hips, but she was in control she adjusted her ride keeping him at the entrance but never letting him in.
Diana giggled as she kissed him passionately. Clark growled into her mouth as she teased him.
Diana snaked down between them, and took hold of his shaft. Her grip on him made his body tense. She slid him into her, slowly, watching the look on his face as he entered her.
"Mmmmmmmm," they moaned in unison as he filled her completely. Her heat and slickness coating him, all the while the tightness of her walls strengthened their grip around him.
Diana began driving her hips up and down, pausing to grind on him for a few moments before bouncing again. Clark had his hands on her ass, grabbing her cheeks hard and helping guide her movements.
As Diana's head lulled back, Clark eyes rolled back into his head. Their breathing deepened. This was the warmest sensation they've had ever felt. Diana is a true goddess when she rode him, beautiful and omnipotent. She was in full control now. She grinded and shifted her hips in a rhythm that only she could hear, it was a slow and steady rhythm, one that was all about enjoying the journey rather than the destination.
Diana exhaled in a happy sigh and couldn't help but moan loadly with each stroke. Clark felt so good in her. She wanted to feel evey inch of him as she could. She hold Clark down as she rode him, leaning down now and then to kissed him hard and bit his lower lip.
Breaking their kiss, She continued grinding on him, her hands above him, grasping the headboard for leverage. Clark bucked his hips in time with her, which only seemed to make her move faster.
"Oh, ohh, ohhh, ohhhhhhh," Diana's moans were getting higher and longer with every movement.
She let go of the headboard, leaning back on one arm for support, still moving her hips across his body.
"Ohh Gods, YESSS!" Diana shouted.
She rode him harder. Her wetness flowed out from between her legs. She leaned back and supported herself by bracing his thighs. It gave Clark an opportunity to run his hands all over her smooth skin, he loved the feel of her magnificent form beneath his hands. This position also gave Diana the freedom of movement, allowing her to exaggerate the intensity of her movements.
"Oh by Gods," she said breathlessly, "…you're so divine."
Clark's eyes took sight of her engulfing his length stroke by stroke, wetness saturated them both and the pleasure was getting the best of them. Clark glided his hands down her sides then gripped both sides of her ass.
Diana was moaning, biting her lip to keep from calling out his name until the right moment. She lifted herself off of him slowly, then fell into a fast rhythm, taking occasional breaks to grind against him, filling her with pleasure that radiated throughout her. When she could force her eyes open, she watched Clark's face contort with pleasure, his chin thrown back in ecstasy.
The pleasure was like a wildfire that burned at the base of Clark's spine, it left a blazing path, before it struck the base of his skull and raked tendrils of pleasure through his brain. This was too much for his control. He suddenly sat up and wrapped his arms around his Goddess while she wrapped herself around him. He rested his head against her chest revealing in the feeling of her around him.
"Di…" he breathed.
She nodded slowing to a stop and pulled off of him. Clark slid off the bed and pulled Diana to the edge of the bed repositioning her in front of him. With lowering the front half of her body, laid there face down and her ass raised at him, awaiting attention. Clark lined himself up with her, and with one swift motion buried himself inside of her. He reached his hand around to massage her clit, and he could feel her muscles pulsate to incite an orgasm.
"Don't stop, just go until you can't anymore, Kal-El," Diana moaned.
She'd been saving his name for a special moment, and she knew this was it. This was giving him the permission and more assurance he needed that he didn't have to hold back. Clark put his right foot up on the bed to provide a bit more of leverage to go even deeper. He gripped her by the waist tighter and began to drill into her. The pleasure was overwhelming, and her mouth wouldn't close. She was moaning and screaming uncontrollably, accompanied by the sound of her ass slapping against Clark as he thrust and Clark's growing moans behind her.
Diana's entire body tingled with pleasure and anticipation of every thrust. He continued with powerful strokes for what felt like an eternity. Diana laid there, gripping the sheets, loving the feeling of being filled with him.
Suddenly, Clark pulled out from her and turned her over. He pushed her back up the bed. As Diana wrapped her legs around his waist, Clark plunged into her, as far as her body would let him go. Diana gasped as he entered her so forcefully but soon it turned into groans then screams as he picked up the pace and bucked into her. He rammed deep into her again and again, going faster and faster. He brought his mouth down and began sucking her breast. This two point attack became too much for her.
"Ugghhh oh Gooods! Uh! uh uh! AHHH! ohhh ughhh Yes! Yes! Yes! YESS! OHH GOD OH YESS YESS YESSSSSS!"
Clark was no longer a man, just a stallion stuck in rut and he would find that void of pleasure only with his mate. This primal mating was affecting his Goddess as well. Her hands were moving and shifting scratch, grazing, and groping. Clark could feel the trail that Diana's hands were traveling. From his thighs, to his backside where she made sure to get a firm grip on him while she encouraged his rhythm until they finally reached his back. All the while he watched her full breasts that undulate with the motion of his thrusts before suckled, kissed, and groped them. He kissed her mouth and made his mouth nearly imitate his lower half.
He knew the moment she began to crest the peak of pleasure because she dug her nails into his back. He knew that she was drawing blood from him but it only added to the pleasure he felt coursing through him. He could feel the pleasure swirling in his head like a gathering thunderstorm preparing to strike. This only urged him on. He listened to the slapping sounds of flesh, slowly being drowned out by the little hitches in his Goddess's voice as they grew louder and louder until…
"Oh...BY…THE...GOD!!!" was all she managed to scream before she sank her teeth into his shoulder.
This added pain from her teeth and her steel grip on his manhood was the trigger for the lightning to strike. She closed her eyes and he watched her shudder with multiple orgasms, smiling through his panting and kept his rhythm.
Soon, the pleasure rolled through Diana once again, stronger, and she tensed up as it crashed, throwing her head back. Clark thrusted one more time and called out her name. His climax built deep inside her. He to expel every last droplet of his essence and her glorious womanhood was most eager to help him. Clark was thrown into the void of oblivion as he howled and emptied himself inside her. He closed his eyes and succumbed to the sensations till they were both spent.
They both stayed joined, eyes closed as their breathing returned to normal.
Clark opened his eyes first and stared at Diana, wordlessly stroking her hair. At that touch she opened her eyes and cupped his face with both her hands. She rose up to kiss him fully on his lips.
Breaking the kiss, Diana's head dropped back as she attempted to catch her breath again. Clark kissed her forehead before he rested his against hers, and sweet bliss radiated through them. He looked into her glazed eyes that were doing their best to regain their focused, even as drained and satisfied as she was, she couldn't help but grin at him. This only made him chuckle slightly before he groaned, since her inner muscles still milked what was left of him.
They lay there for some time, her legs sprawled between his, and their torsos heaving in breath together, his member still pulsing his heartbeat inside her. Clark closed his eyes again and listened to the soft gusts of air from her mouth against his ear. He drifted on clouds of content and peace and maybe even fell into a shallow sleep. Diana shifted a couple of times to get comfortable, but otherwise seemed as content as he to just lie there in their sticky embrace.
Eventually, Diana stirred and whispered, "Stress and worry can be destructive. I know that with all our responsibilities, it takes a toll on us. But, I need you to know, I'm here for you, Kal."
"I understand, Di. I guess, I just…for so long I've been doing so much on my own. I've had to keep working nonstop not only as Superman but Clark Kent. Diana, I need you to know that through all of that though, you are still my top priority. I'm here for you, too. Moments like this you make me realize more and more we will always be each other's peace."
Diana smiled and nodded slowly. "Yes, Love. We are each other's peace through all the chaos. Comfort through all the stress." She place her hand over his chest and Clark placed his hand over hers. "No matter what, with us together, everything will be just fine," she assured as she returned her mouth to kissing him hungrily.
