Dating White Fox

I was heading out of the building through the lobby, when a hand gripped my bicep from behind. I slowed down time, twisting slightly as I turned to look at my would-be attacker - only to see it was a stone-faced Himari there, her gaze having slid down to my ass in the fraction of a second since she grabbed my arm. I let time resume, and she stared at my ass for a couple seconds, as if daring me to interrupt her.

I refused to, just letting her stare at my butt as I stood there. Her eyes eventually turned up to meet mine. "I didn't know where to find you at work."

"You have my number."

She looked like she hadn't thought of that, a momentary flicker of recognition rushing across her face before she shoved it down. "Yeah, and? I didn't want to talk, I wanted to see you. What, is it weird for you to fuck at work? I'm guessing not, right?" In retrospect, she was basically calling me a huge slut, but I didn't notice and don't care.

"You could've asked around at Star Heroic, they know where my office is."

She released my arm at that, letting out a huff. "I don't actually know anybody here. Anyway," she said. "Since we screwed, I figure I owe you dinner. You got any preferences for food?"

I didn't have any strong preference, and she was the one asking me, so I decided to tease her a little. "Is that normally how you ask a guy out on a date?"

"Oh, fuck off. Whatever. Sushi. Come on," she jerked her head and started walking - I followed her.

* * *

"So, uh. Don't know the polite way to say this, but you normally fuck before a girl knows your name?" She idly swiveled her chopsticks in the air as she contemplated the sushi in front of her.

"No, normally the girl knows my name. It's not a dealbreaker, though."

"Yeah? Why not?"

I just shrugged. I wasn't going to tell her I was from an alternate dimension where sexual norms were different. "You weren't bothered by the fact that you had to tell me to use your real name, rather than your hero name, once I'd actually made you come a couple dozen times. You were hot and willing."

"Haaa..." she sighed, picking up the sushi and taking a bite out of it. Almost more of a nibble, really. It bought her a couple seconds. "Seriously, you aren't being paid to do this, right? I'm gonna be fuckin' pissed if you're lying to me about it."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. You can ask Xico, Stitch, Priscilla, Esther, Nora, Mira, Tsuru, Gillian, Lope, Vanessa, or Kate whether or not I just fuck girls I barely know."

She snorted. "That's a lot of girls to ask."

"They're all your coworkers. I like having sex with women and making them come. Especially hot superheroines."

She actually flushed a bit at that, taking a larger bite of sushi to give herself an excuse not to talk for a few seconds. "I'm barely a superheroine. The only one of those I know is Gillian, and she beat up a bunch of my friends back in Japan. 'course, we mostly knew her as the black bitch."

"Tell me that's not her hero name."

She snorted. "No, it's Kurokaze."

"I know that. I mean, tell me that doesn't mean Black Bitch in Japanese," I said.

She laughed at that. "No. It means Black Wind. Come on. Who would call themselves Black Bitch?"

"Lope's hero name is literally Hellfire Bitch." She let out a snort of surprise. "I wouldn't put that kind of name past Gillian, either."

"Got it. So, what, you're a cape slut? Just fuck all the heroines? Try to collect them all?"

"Yes, pretty much," I agreed. "They're all fun. I mean- I don't only fuck capes," I clarified. For example, there was Bonnie Viva, Alexa... I'd fucked Stitch before she became a cape... May without knowing she was a cape... "It's just that they're my coworkers, so I know a bunch of them, and they're all hot. Including you."

"Guess that makes me just another notch on your bedpost, huh?"

I slowed down time to try to twist around the scenario in my head. If she was a guy, and I was a girl, then... most likely, the man would figure out the girl was promiscuous, given she fucked without even sharing names. However, Himari hadn't guessed the degree to which I was promiscuous. Now, the sex felt less meaningful and flattering, since she knew I'd fucked a dozen of her coworkers. If I switched the sexes around, then what would be the recovery? Something special about her? Like what - her tattoos? I barely knew her, I couldn't get far that way. Express intense desire? You could definitely paper over a lot of issues with sex, in my experience.

"Himari," I said, my voice serious as I came back to full speed. "I worked up a sweat fucking your brains out in the company bathroom." Not really true - from my perspective, I'd fucked at a pretty languid pace - but whatever. "Does your place have a shower?"

"Uh, yeah," she said, taken off guard.

"Then how about, after this meal, you help clean me off?"

"Fuck it, you convinced me," she said with a small smile and laugh. She clearly knew I was just evading the issue of being a notch on her bedpost, but, like I said - sex papers over a lot of issues.

* * *

Himari's apartment was a tiny little thing. One room and a bathroom too small for a tub. There was just about enough space for a mini-fridge, a desk, and a bed; the closets were built into the entryway. It was, at least, quite clean - though I suspected that was because she'd just moved in.

She must have caught something in my expression. "Yeah, it's small. I just moved here, prices in New York are high."

"I assumed Star Heroic paid the heroines well?" It would be weird if they paid their accountant more than their heroes, though I did have superpowers.

"Yeah, well, I just got the job. I didn't get some huge bounty for turning on the Sumiyoshi, just clemency and a trip across the country."

"Ah. Sorry if it's a sore point," I said - then decided that there was a good trick to make her feel more at ease. Namely, starting to take off my clothes.

It worked, immediately. Her gaze fell on my stomach as I pulled my shirt up and up, and I slowed down my motion as I went, enjoying the way her eyes just stared in undisguised lust. Her lips parted just a hair's breadth, as I hesitated right beneath my pecs, teasing her with the hint of areolae. I decided to just pause there altogether, curious how long it would take her to react.

Not long, as it turned out. "What, are your clothes stuck?" She stepped towards me, and I thought for a moment she was going to just drag my shirt up the rest of the way - but instead she ran her fingers across my stomach, tracing out my abs with obvious lust. "Haaa... look at these abs," she breathed out, actually squatting down to kiss them, her breath softly running across my bare skin. It almost tickled, and it was an intensely erotic bit of foreplay.

The hot breaths and gentle kisses teased their way across my stomach, and her hands ran down towards my thighs, then up towards my groin. She didn't actually touch my dick, though, sliding around to go back towards my stomach and feel that up. It was so teasing and tempting that my brain failed to process much other than her touch. Then I used my powers, to drag it out and to aid in self control, giving me the space to think long enough to realize, Hey, why is she doing this rather than getting my dick out?

I tried reversing the genders and realized - she probably thought I was getting shy and trying to warm me up. My dick furiously pulsed in my pants at that, and I took my shirt off the rest of the way, tossing it aside. I shimmied out of my pants a moment later; she remained squatting down near it, but took a half step back as it came out, so it sadly didn't thwap her right in the face like I'd been dearly hoping it would.

She didn't decide to suck it, either, instead standing up and reaching for my wrist. "There we go. Let's get you washed off, handsome," she said, a cocky smile on her lips as she drew me towards the bathroom. I got in the shower, and she stripped naked without the slightest hint of skill or attention. (I did still watch it in slow motion, enjoying the reveal of her firm butt and the bounce of her full luscious soft breasts.) She tossed aside her hairband, too, letting her dark locks fall freely around her face.

She clambered into the shower next to me, pushing her tits into my bare chest. For a moment, I just enjoyed the feeling of her, my cock pressed in between our warm bodies, pushing against her stomach. She stared up at me, a hungry look in her eyes - and then she reached over for the shower, turning it on.

As you'd expect, the first burst of water out of the faucet was cold. "Ah, fuck," she sputtered as it hit us both, and she scrambled to the side, out of the way of the water; I used my superspeed to do much the same, the pair of us winding up pressed against the far wall, the water now just hitting our ankles. "Sorry, forgot the water comes out cold at first."

"It's fine," I told her, casually grinding my cock against her stomach as I spoke, making her let out a hot pant.

"Fuck, you're one horny slut," she said, reaching down for my dick, stroking it. It was more a gentle, soft thing than a furious pump, but it was still very nice. "Don't worry, I like it," she added, licking her lips. "I feel like we're just about to get dirtier," she said.

My own hands reached for her ass at that point. I just casually, freely groped her butt cheeks in either hand, and she let out a little groan by way of response, closing her eyes for the moment. My cock twitched at that, and at that point, the water hitting my ankles was warm, so I pivoted, stepping away from her - her hand falling away from my dick, to get underneath the water. I stroked my dick beneath the cascading water to clean it off.

Inadvertently, though, I'd created a show, and Himari leaned forward to stare as I stroked my cock, her own lips parting softly as I jerked myself off. After a good few repetitions, and seeing her lips making that tiniest little dark ovoid, I finally spoke. "I really want a blowjob," I told her. She blinked a few times in surprise at that, eyes flicking up to mine as she took in what I'd said. "I made you come a whole hell of a lot, right? I really enjoy blowjobs, and you have a nice pair of lips."

In my old universe, it would have been the most stupid, crass line imaginable - but in this one, she smiled, a cocksure look on her face, and decided to descend to her knees right then and there. I wound up with the showerhead behind me, water splashing against my back, shielding her from it. She leaned forward towards my erect cock, one hand grasping it near the base, and just breathing in a deep breath through her nostrils. Taking in my scent - or maybe checking if I'd properly cleaned my dick off.

Either way, she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around my cockhead. Her tongue flicked and teased at my slit, slithering along my crown, running through the ridge as she worked me over. Hot breaths spilled out of her mouth, tickling my dick, while her hair was let loose to fall around her head, the occasional ricochet spackling and wetting it as she knelt down there.

It was delightful and intimate, making my cock twitch and pulse right past her lips - but it was as much a tease as it was proper stimulation. Her lips were barely an inch down my length as her tongue played all around my cock. One of her hands came up, sleeve tattoo giving it a particular sort of character, red nail polish bright as she started to gently jerk me off - but she didn't do so quickly, just a languid, slow curling thing as she continued licking at the tip.

From the way she moved, focused on her task rather than looking up at me, I was pretty sure she wasn't trying to tease me - she was just licking and touching as foreplay, a gentle thing with a new partner, rather than what I desperately wanted, which was for her to take it down her throat.

So I said as much. "I want you to take it down your throat," I said. Her eyes flicked up to mine, surprise in her gaze - but then there was a smile in it, too, a certain cocky note. She probably figured that she'd warmed me up to get extra horny (rather than me just having been sufficiently horny pretty much from the moment we got in the shower), and I was under no obligation to correct it.

A moment later, she slurped my whole cock into her throat in a single swift movement, swallowing my entire dick up in a rapid slide down my length. I groaned at the sensation of having my cock sheathed in her tight, wet, warm hole, my hips bucking futilely against her face as she immediately took me to the base. Her hands gripped onto my ass cheeks, holding herself down, while she twisted her tongue around, rotated her head from side to side, my cock throbbing and pulsing inside her throat. I placed my hands on her head, gripping her loose black hair in either hand as I held her down in my groin, my cock pulsing and throbbing down there.

I used my power, then. It simultaneously slowed down the sensation of her cocksucking - each movement of her tongue across my dick playing out in agonizing, teasing slow motion - and also meant I could enjoy the feeling of her mouth working as a cocksheath far longer, since she wouldn't need to pull back to breathe. The water hitting my back reduced its feeling to the lightest drizzle, and I just sighed and relished the sensation.

I also stared down at her naked body, kneeling beneath me. Aggressive, rough, tattooed, ex-criminal - and now kneeling and sucking my cock. The full back tattoo was hard to read at this angle, but her sleeve tattoos were visible, and she'd shifted her head subtly so she could look up at me, her brown eyes intermittently meeting mine as I enjoyed the sight of her like that.

When she finally started to pull back on my cock, I released her hair, and got to watch - and feel - the obscene sucking motion of her lips on my dick. She was applying suction as she moved, her cheeks hollowing as her lips stretched out, and for me, it was playing out so much slower than for her. It took what felt like a full ten seconds for her lips to finally pop wetly off my cock.

I let time resume as she breathed heavily, her panting noisy even with the water growing louder as well. "Haa, fuck, you're pretty hard to, make come, huh? Most guys would have, already blown their, load by now." Her breathing mostly leveled out at that point, a grin appearing on her lips. "But don't worry - I like a challenge," she said, and my dick twitched excitedly at those words. "Any tricks you'd recommend?" She added.

"You were doing great," I reassured her. "Once you finish sucking my dick, we can get dried off and fuck on your bed, so just do your best. Only thing I can think of that might help is to go for a forceful facefucking."

"Freak," she said, with a casual, playful note to her voice, poking the tip of my dick - and a droplet of precum wound up on her fingertip, which she promptly licked off. "We met today and you already want to fuck my face, huh? Guess you're just a kinky little slut," she noted - then leaned forward, once more wrapping her lips around my cockhead and just about slamming her face down my cock, her nose mashing into my pelvis. I groaned and jerked in pleasure, but she used a firm grip on my hips to peel herself up along my cock, once more producing incredibly powerful suction with her mouth, and slowly but surely made her way all the way back up to my tip - before she pushed herself back down again.

Up, and down. Up, and down. At first it played out at a rapid pace, the backstroke only taking so long as it did because she was putting every bit of lung strength into producing the most powerful suction she could. Soon enough, though, I was abusing my power again, relishing the feeling of a languid dive down into my pelvis that was followed by an excruciatingly pleasant and drawn-out slurp backwards. Hot breaths through her nose came out intermittently on the backswing, ragged and intense, but she just kept her eyes locked on mine as she worked.

I enjoyed myself for what was probably a couple minutes of objective time - and an exquisitely pleasant twenty-odd minutes of slowed-down irrumatio - before letting time resume. The wet glukking noise of her throat repeatedly swallowing up my cock resounded in my ears as she slammed up and down, and I just let myself go, not resisting the oncoming orgasm at all.

The first spurt hit the back of her throat, and then she slurped me to the base for the rest of it, swallowing around my cock as she milked me. I groaned and jerked steadily in place, just relishing the feeling of my cum splattering all over the inside of her esophagus.

Once I was done, she remained down there for a few seconds before peeling back and off with a wet pop, swallowing the first little spurt of cum that had landed on her tongue with a wet noise. She stood up - and I casually grabbed her and pulled her into me, spinning her around in the shower. "We need to wash off properly," I noted, as the water just caked her back.

"I was hoping we'd fuck now."

"Once you're washed properly, I'll fuck you in whatever position you like," I told her, my cock pulsing against her stomach as if to reassure her of as much. She rubbed her tits against my chest, though I'm pretty sure she was more trying to rub her stomach into my dick.

"Fine, fine. Whatever you want," she said, taking a half-step back from me and grabbing some body wash, squirting it into her hand. She moved out of the way of the water, rubbing it all over her naked body. It was practical and unthinking - she wasn't even looking my way, just trying to find a small zone in the shower where she could stretch, rub herself, and not immediately get the body wash wiped away by the shower - but it was still damn sexy, seeing her leg hike up and her hands run across her thigh, watching her suds up her tits, lifting them into the air to make sure to get the underside.

She was sufficiently focused on the work that she didn't even notice me leering, just popping under the water once she'd soaped herself up, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. Her butt wound up pushed against my cock - have I mentioned how small the shower was? - and I casually reached around to grope her full tits, feeling them in my hands, massaging them, and tilting them up to help make sure the water got every last crevice.

"There," she said, once she was washed clean. "Now you ready to fuck?"

"Hey, only you got washed properly. Now I need to get soaped up too." She actually looked mildly annoyed, her gaze flicking down to my erection as if to reassure herself that I was actually horny, and not just trying to drag things out so we didn't have to fuck. "Want to help?"

That switched her expression up instantly, her eyes flicking up to mine as a smile appeared on her lips. "Sure thing," she said, grabbing the body wash, squirting it on her hands, and immediately setting to work rubbing it in. She obviously spent a lot of time luxuriously making sure to get every last inch of my pecs and abs, then slid down to my dick, twisting it this way and that as she rubbed it in, her hands working more like she was trying to teasingly jerk me off than actually clean me - but I was hardly going to complain. When she spun me around, she washed up my back quick and my butt slow, pulling my ass cheeks apart and just running her hands along them hungrily.

Eventually, she finished cleaning me off (including my legs and arms, which she did in a much more perfunctory fashion), and the two of us got out of the shower. There was only one towel, but I used my superspeed to quickly dry myself, offering it up to her so she could quickly dry herself off rather than end up shivering in the cold.

"Alright," she said, once she was fully dried off, her body completely naked. "You said you'd fuck however I wanted, right?"

I could say, As long as it's not something weird, but that's implied anyway. "Yes."

She licked her lips contemplatively - and then pushed me back against the wall. "I want a standing ride," she told me, her hands going to my cock.

"It'll have to be against the wall," I told her. She glanced behind me, her brow furrowed. I was already against the wall, after all. "You against the wall, I mean."

"Oh, right," she said. The pair of us switched positions, so her back was against the wall - luckily, it was the kind without texture, so I could just heft her up, parting her thighs with my arms as a lot of her weight rested on her back against the wall. I rubbed my cock at her pussy, sliding along, back and forth, teasing us both in the process. "Holy fuck, put it in," she whined.

"I can't, my arms are busy," I told her, and she flushed very cutely, the hardass expression vanishing for the moment as she outed herself as having never done this position before.

"Right, sorry." My cock twitched as her hands reached down for my dick. I sawed myself back and forth, and her hands guided me in, my cock sliding into the slick, tight folds of her pussy once again, the woman herself sighing as she felt me slowly but surely fill her up. A soft groan escaped her lips as I got all the way deep inside her, and she arched her back subtly once I was fully engulfed by her cunt, her tummy stretching out towards me as she stimulated herself like that.

I enjoyed the show, her hands ending up on my shoulders in short order to help maintain her balance as I pushed inside her. She weighed a decent amount, but my metabolism did make sure I was muscular, and a good chunk of her weight was against the wall, so I could just let her rest there, my cock hilted inside her, and enjoy the show.

It was quite the show. She was utterly distracted, not even looking at me, really - more like she was looking past me, then craning her head up to stare at the ceiling as she worked her hips in that strange way, twisting her spine forward and back, rubbing my dick all over her insides. Her nipples were perky with arousal, soft full breasts bouncing and jiggling subtly with each long movement she made. She was pretty much just jilling herself off using my cock.

Not that I minded that much. She was a beautiful woman riding my dick, and it did feel very nice - especially when she came for the first time, her cunt tightening up on my cock and just milking it. She let out a low moan of pleasure as she ran through an orgasm, and I leaned down into her, kissing the tops of her tits. I couldn't properly grope them in this position - given I was busy holding her up - but she actually had the presence of mind to grab her tits herself, pushing them up into my face, and I greedily sucked on one perky nipple, making her tremble in place.

I started to pump my hips back and forth at that point, a long, languid pace that made her just exhale and pant softly as I found just the right angle and just the right pace, her fingers on her tits tightening up, pushing them together and right into my face. I could suck on both tits at the same time, and I did, enjoying the feeling of her body quivering on my cock.

And, at that point, I brought my power into things. I kept up the pace and the angle, and with the way my power worked, it played out as a superstimulus, making her pant and gasp and moan in slow motion, orgasming in just a minute or so from my perspective. My pace inside her turned staccato, but I didn't stop, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy gripping my cock intermittently, the way her moans sounded as time sped up, and I looked up at her face, her eyes rolling back in their sockets. I honestly couldn't tell when her orgasms stopped and started, each one flowing into the next. Her hands eventually left her tits to just grab my head, but she wasn't trying to get me to stop - she was just smashing my face into her tits.

After probably ten or twenty minutes from my perspective, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I just ended up bottoming out inside her and coming with a long, low groan into her breasts, panting against her as I found sweet release.

Pretty much the moment I was done coming, I dropped her on the floor.

She was heavy (in the adult woman sense), and I'd been carrying her weight for a while there.

I waddled into the shower, turned it on, and then just plopped my ass for a sit down in the tub to recover.

* * *

"That was fun," Himari said, after I finished my second shower at her place. "You're, uh, really fucking good at sex. Is that bad to say about a guy?"

"No, I like it," I told her. "Hey, you should come over to my place some time."

"Yeah?" She seemed surprised. "You know I have powers, right?" She said it with a sort of, Stay safe vibe.

"So do I. Also, so do all my neighbors. Also, you're a superhero. Anyway," I said. "You play any video games?"

"Uh, a little, I guess. Why?"

"Well, that's a lot of what happens at my place." That and sex, obviously. "Playing video games. What genres are you into?"

"Uh, mahjong, mostly." I gave her a long stare. I did not play mahjong. "I guess some beat 'em ups or something? I used to play those in the arcade back when I was a kid. Fuck, I don't know, man."

"Cool. I'll pick up some beat 'em ups, then," I told her. I gave her ass a quick grope, and her cheek a quick kiss. "I like spending time with you."

"Yeah, you're just saying that 'cause you want this pussy," she said, with a sort of false bravado that made me want to bend her over and fuck it out of her.

"Maybe," I said, giving her ass another grope, "but I should head home. Nice meeting you, Himari." I then headed home.

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