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Note for my followers: I’M BACK~ I’ll be resuming the regular stories next week. Just wanted to write this to warm up again.


Okay, listen. In a moment, I’m going to tell you all about how I was standing out in the middle of a random street in Valor city, wearing a black hoodie, sunglasses, and keeping my head down like some kind of miscreant, but I want you to understand why. Okay? Give me a chance here!

I was confused.

After the… Let’s call it an “event” with the Secretarian, I had touched myself to a fairly world-shattering orgasm in the comfort of my apartment while my roommate was out doing whatever. After that, I walked over to the mirror and spent a fairly high amount of time staring at my reflection, wondering if I’d really just spent god-knows-how-long touching myself while thinking of a woman who, in hindsight, had clearly done less than consensual things to me.

Was I actually that big of a perv? I couldn’t be! I’m me, I’m a normal, young, beautiful, normal, ambitious, kind, and normal woman! So, I needed answers. And I needed them fast! But, the question was simple.

Who exactly could I ask about that? I wasn’t about to ask Abigail, of course. Tyra either, I didn’t need her to know what I was getting to in my missions, even if it wasn’t my fault. I couldn’t talk to any of my old friends or my family either. How exactly do you start a conversation like “hey, I was kind of sexually assaulted but it turned out I was into it, what does that mean? Oh, and this happened two times, FYI!”

Yeah, no.

So… I had no choice. You understand now, right? I was standing out in the middle of the lower class section of Valor where… A certain someone lived.

“You look absolutely ridiculous, hero.” A sultry voice behind me said and I turned around, glaring.

“TUNDRA! I’m here in secret!”

“I don’t really care. If anything, it would be quite fun to see how you react to having everyone around you suddenly notice a real-life superhero is here.” Tundra cackled and I clenched my fists. God, this woman is irritating. “So, did you come to take me up on my offer? I’m surprised, it’s only been a few days. I thought you’d need more time to process it.”

“N-NO!” I waved my hands back and forth frantically. “I’m here to talk.”

“Well, that’s boring.” Tundra raised a brow. “What do you and I have to talk about?”

“C-Can, listen, fuck, can we go somewhere?”

“Hm. Sure.”

And so, Tundra took me to her place. Yes, I am just as surprised as you are that a villain would literally take me to the place she lived at, but whatever. I needed answers, I wasn’t about to make things weird by pointing that out.

Her house was pretty small, but nicer than my apartment. She gave me a bottle of cold water and pointed to a black couch where she said I could make myself at home. I took it, nodded, and she said:

“Going to get changed. Be right back.”

“Okay,” I replied and she left to her room. On that note, I started looking around the room. And, well, yeah. There were no huge missiles waiting to be shot at superhero headquarters, there were no katanas or spears or weapons. It was, by all accounts, a normal house.

I couldn’t tell if I was relieved or disappointed.

There were a few pictures framed on the walls. One of them had Tundra, looking a few years younger, tossing the camera a cheeky smirk while she arched her back and showed off her legs. Another one had her in a swimsuit overlooking a sunset at the beach, you know, like every other model does on Insta at some point.

There really was no denying it. Tundra was, and still is, I guess, an absolute beauty.

I really wish she were ugly or something. It would make talking to her so, so much easier. But no, as she reminded me in a moment, she was one of the hottest women I’d ever met.

The door opened, and she stepped out. And, promptly, my jaw fell to the ground. Tundra came out of her room dressed in some kind of black nightgown that showed almost 100% illegal bahis of her boobs. Her long, light-blue hair was down and wet (for some reason) and she was wearing thigh-high stockings.

What. The. Fuck?

“Well, let’s see, what was it you wanted to talk about?” Tundra asked and I could see her doing her best to hide a smile.

“What’s up with this!?” I asked.

“What could you possibly mean, dear?” Tundra asked.

“T-THIS!” I pointed at her.

“Oh?” At that point, she couldn’t hold back. A grin blossomed on her face and she crawled on the couch, over to me. “Am I…” her voice was a deep whisper. “distracting you?”

“Mhm.” I hummed and nodded.

She burst out laughing.

“Well, can’t have that, can we? So, what did you want to talk about, dear.”



“This.” I pointed at her.

“I don’t follow.”

“I… Lately, uh, I’ve been getting… These feelings.” I stood up off the couch and paced back and forth. “Like, you know…”


“Horny.” I blushed intensely as the word left my lips. Tundra’s brows went up. “But, I don’t get it, I’ve never really been like this.”

“Huh…” Tundra said, looking away thoughtfully. “And this started with me, I assume?”

“Yeah.” I crossed my arms. “I don’t really understand what’s happening to me.”

“Well, hero, it looks like you have quite the predicament on your hands.” Her expression had changed. She looked a little more serious. Of course, she still carried that flirty hint of a smirk on her face as she stood up and walked over to me. “How about we… Investigate.”

“What?” Then, she got closer to me. So, I took a step back. But, she followed. She followed right up until my back was pressed against a wall. Then, she put both her hands on my shoulders. She was a little bit taller than me and slimmer. Her collarbone, her neck, her hands. They were all an elegant kind of slender.

She leaned in close and I felt my heart pounding in my ears.

“It’s what we’re here for, right?”

Then, she tilted my chin up and pressed her cold lips to mine. Yeah, I pretty much forgot everything at that point. She kept her hands on my shoulders, keeping me in place as her lips tugged on mine. I let out a few muffled whimpers as her tongue dragged across my bottom lips and in my surprise, I opened my mouth and she let her tongue in.

My breasts pressed against her chest as she drew even closer and turned her head to make the kiss even deeper. When she backed off, a single strand of saliva connected us and I looked up at her.

“What… Why?” I asked.

“I have a bit of a theory.” Even Tundra looked out of breath. “I want to test it out. And, so far, it definitely seems plausible.”

Despite the fact that I had no idea what she was talking about when she leaned in to continue the kiss I let her. Her hands roamed down to my boobs, groping them and moving on down. Then, she took a step back and dragged me with her, throwing me onto the couch. I let out a yelp and fell forward, on my knees.

As I moved to get up (and cuss her out) she placed a hand on my back, holding me in place.

“Uh… What?”

“Shhh…” She covered my lips with one frosty hand. With her other one, she slipped my pants off and my eyes widened. I could basically hear the grin on her face. “Let me help you out.”

“Oh god.” I thought. “What the hell is going on?”

She placed her hand on one of my butt cheeks, rubbing it and it sent shivers up my spine. Then, she took her hand off, raised it up, and brought it down hard.

“OH!” I had an “O” face as my back arched on its own due to that.

“Yeah, seems more and more likely every second,” Tundra said, more to herself than to me. Then, she lifted her palm and did it again, and the burn on my ass made me grit my teeth.

“Well, I think I’m just about ready to say this theory is confirmed. But, one more thing before that. Be right back.” As she moved away I was going to stand up but she kept me illegal bahis siteleri there. “Stay.”


“Mhm.” And she left to get something from her room. “Okay.” I heard her say. “… Hm… Oh! There we go.” There was some rustling and then she was walking back with… Something in her hands.

“Uh.” I stared at it. “What’s that?”

“It’s a whip.”

“And why are you bringing out a whip?”

She took a few steps towards me, cupped my cheeks so I was making a fish-face, and said “Because you’re going to love this.”

I was scared and curious. Is there a name for this? I don’t know. It was a very confusing moment.

Regardless, yeah, then Tundra rounded my body and ended up behind me.

I heard what sounded like cracking behind me and I imagined it was Tundra using her ice powers. Come to think of it, you know, being here… Alone… At a villain’s house. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea.

Before that train of thought could continue though, I felt something pressing against my naked pussy. Something very, very cold.

“WHOA,” I said lightly.

“You know, one of the best parts about being able to create objects out of ice is that I can make strap-ons any time for situations like these.”


Oh shit.

“I, uh…”

“Shh… Just let it happen, honey. You’ll see.”

Okay. With that being said, I did my best to turn my brain off as her ice strap-on entered my pussy. Yeah, the cold made it a little bit painful, like holding an ice cube to your skin, but at a point, something strange happened. The pain, slight as it was, started to add to the overwhelming feeling of “oh god please fuck me” that was currently going on in my body.

When she slapped my ass again, it only made that feeling stronger. And, when that happened, I understood. I got what she was trying to say.

“Don’t tell me I’m…” I thought, but another smack cut my thoughts off. Now, she was in full swing. Back and forth, Tundra started fucking me properly. I let out some muffled moans into the couch as she did, but she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, taking away what little cover I had to avoid being embarrassed.

“Oh, god~” I moaned out loud.

She wrapped a hand around my neck, kissing the back of it. Then, way before I was ready to cum, she backed off completely and the ice toy slid out of me. I shivered and fell forwards, while Tundra chuckled.

“I guessed as much.” She said. “You’re a total bottom.”


“A masochist to the core.” She made a “tsk tsk” sound. “What will the other heroes think about this?”

“WAIT, you can’t tell them!”

“Really? I dunno, I feel compelled to.” She said and I was about to keep pleading when she sat in front of me and spread her legs. “Now, if only there was something you could do to keep my mouth shut.”

This woman was not exactly subtle, huh.

I couldn’t say no. So, feeling all kinds of humiliation, I leaned forwards and lightly kissed her pussy lips. I stuck out my tongue a little and let it touch the ground, but Tundra shook her head.

“Gonna have to put a bit more passion into it than that.”

And so, I sped up a little. Yeah, she had me firmly in her rhythm. She pulled me in a little bit deeper, taking one of her legs and draping it behind me to lock me in place. The whole time she had this self-satisfied grin that both, made me want to launch an energy beam at her face and made me want to dig into this meal a little harder.

I sighed into her, you know, and she moaned a little.

“You are quite talented if that’s worth anything.”

“Ths” I replied, muffled.

Then, she did something that made me shriek into the endless abyss of her cooch. She reached over with one of her long arms and placed her middle finger right on my asshole.

“MMMM” I yelled.

“Oh stop it. You’re a pervert, you’ll like it.” She said and I closed my eyes, involuntarily arching my back.

And, well, yeah. canlı bahis siteleri She started moving her finger all over that place and I kept doing what I was doing. Her pussy tasted… Well. Not great, or whatever, not like it tasted amazing and I wanted nothing more than to just eat her out for the rest of the day. Not like that at all.

“Ohhh nice.” Tundra moaned as she dug a little deeper. “I have a feeling you and I will be very good friends.”

Yeah right. Like I’d ever have any relationship with a villain that didn’t end in me arresting them, like the great hero I am.

Of course.

“Ohhh fuck.” I mumbled and Tundra took that as a sign that I didn’t want just the tip, I wanted half her whole finger in my ass. “AH!”

“Oooh~ God, this is fun.” She said. “But, we can do better.”

Then, she removed her hand and lightly pushed me off her. I was in such a daze, I nearly fell over. Every part of me felt strangely needy. I reached up to caress my tits, I slipped a hand down to my pussy. But, Tundra snapped her fingers and when I looked up, my eyes widened.

Okay, I really shouldn’t have been surprised. I’m not stupid. It’s very clear where this whole thing is headed. And yet, the strap on she made once again surprised me.

“Again?” I asked.

“This one is different. I added a part on my side, so that every time I fuck you, I’m also fucking myself.” She noted. “Now, ass up.” She ordered and, slowly and embarrassed, I did it. “Good girl.”

She spanked my ass and I yelped. Then, she stood behind me and during all of this I was thinking…

“You know,” I thought, “it would be a damn shame if she were secretly taking pictures of this that ended up online. That would kind of suck. That would be, you know Cassie, a minor problem.”

Yeah, I tried to push those thoughts out. Okay, so I’m the type that thinks with her clit. Sue me. I. Was. HORNY.

“Okay, up the ass it is.”

“Wait, what?” I asked.

“Oh yeah. I’m on a bit of a roll when it comes to predictions today, so I’m going to make one more. She leaned down. “I’m going to say you’re the kind of girl that cums from her ass just as much as her pussy.”

“Uh… Is that a thing?”


[Author Note: For those of you unfamiliar with it, and I say this because I almost NEVER see these on Literotica, yes, I am, in fact, not making it up. Anal orgasms are a thing. They’re pretty fun! We now return to your regularly scheduled fapping]

“So, let’s find out!”

And just like that, she stuck it in. I must have looked like some hentai character, because my tongue stuck out on its own for a few seconds when I felt it. She was doing it. This woman was fucking me up the ass.

“Oh, Christ, that’s good,” Tundra whispered. “Fuck it. No need to take it slow. I wanna get off now. Hope you’re ready.”

And just like that, she settled into a rhythm. Of course, Tundra had that blessed stamina that comes with being a literal supervillain. So, pounding after pounding, she didn’t stop. She must have kept up a consistent stroke for a solid three minutes or so.

I was losing it. All coherent thoughts were pouring out of my brain faster than a man chugging Coca Cola at McDonald’s. I couldn’t comprehend how… How good this felt.

Eventually, I had what was a pretty mind-shattering orgasm. Tundra took a few more strokes, but after those she was clutching my neck with her cold hands and plunging the strap on as deep as it could go.

“Holy fuck.” Tundra said.

And I agreed. Holy fuck.

She let me go after that and we went our separate ways. I didn’t do any superhero work. That sex took a lot out of me. I went home, Abigail was there and raised her brow when she saw me sluggishly walk in.

I had a few realizations.

Number one: Yeah, that was very likely not the last time I was going to see Tundra. And there was a good chance I’d be the one calling her.

Number two: I was… I liked being dominated. It felt so fucking weird admitting that, but yeah. I liked it when girls took control over me.

Number three: Realizations one and two were not good. Not good at all when you’re a superhero in a city full of hot, perverted female villains.

What the fuck am I going to do?

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