“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Astrid Andrews, better known as Sky Fox, asked. She was standing at the edge of the roof in a mockery of her crime fighting attire. Instead of a Kevlar body suit she was dressed in nearly transparent blue negligee with strategically missing bits of fabric. Her bright blue hair was loose, unlike the tight bun she wore when she was expecting a fight. Only three parts of the leggy, busty super hero’s uniform were genuine. The silver face mask with ‘wings’ extending almost two inches on either side of her face, the utility belt hanging loose around her hips and the knee high silver stiletto heels.
“Yeah I’m sure.” The man responding was the latest in a line of boyfriends who wouldn’t last. He was attracted to her, what man wasn’t she had the kind of body that only constant exercise could bring, combine with the kind of cleavage that even surgery couldn’t reproduce. “Let’s do this.” He was already nude; his clothing neatly folded on top of one of the AC units.
It was really too bad he wasn’t going to last because he was delicious. A twenty two year old Marine Corp Force Recon Sergeant he had the kind of tight, toned body that got Fox knocky in the knees. He had the can do, borderline insane mentality that his job bred in men and that kept her buttery in her nethers. Possibly best of all the boy was endowed like some kind of animal. One thing she was sure about was the fact that normal human males didn’t have foot long cocks as thick as her wrists. That made her foam at the lips.
“Okay, now remember if you get scared just say and we can stop.” Sky Fox teased before wrapping her arms around her boyfriend and shooting into the sky. For a split second he panicked, who wouldn’t at over five thousand feet. He was about to become the first man to join the mile high club without the bene efit of an aircraft.
The moment they had reached their destination, some place just above the lowest layer of clouds astride twisted herself into position. Her boyfriend didn’t weight much, not to a girl who routinely flung dump trucks around anyway. Keeping him locked into a sixty nine without hurting him was no more difficult than a woman cradling her child. The only part that made it even concerning was the fact that his tongue was instantly drawn to her clit. He’d learned all of her spots weeks ago and even if his mind wasn’t entirely comfortable with the cool feeling of clouds condensing on his skin his tongue had a memory of its own.
Sky Fox was already comfortable with being that high up and she knew exactly what she was after. Her lips wrapped around her boyfriend’s cock and in one stroke she took him down to his root. Her tongue hungrily waggled out against his scrotum and then she managed to force that into her mouth at the same time. Astrid held him there as long as she could before backing up for a gasp of air. Not that they would ever suspect what hit them but a mile beneath them a pair of girls making out felt a spittle rain down on their heads.
“I want to fuck you.” Her boyfriend growled. Maybe there was more to combat training than she’d expected. He had little trouble twisting around in her grasp and locking his legs around hers to keep himself from falling. It was a twisted imagining of the doggy position, with his legs wrapped around hers from the outside keeping her thighs spread and his cock pushing into her. At first Sky was scared to move, the excitement of being in the air, the pleasure of his cock pushing into her was just too much. If he fell she might not be able to catch him before it was too late. Then she was holding still because he felt so damned good inside of her. She’d never had a man clinging that tightly to her, it was more than just sex; it was his very survival he was holding on for. A normal girl would have been bruised by the tight grip he had on her breasts, but she was barely feeling it. Everything about the moment was incredible for her.
“Oh my god.” Sky Fox whispered the moment she knew what was happening. She’d never had such a sudden orgasm before. It didn’t build in her gut, or warn her, its presence it just shattered inside her driving her over the edge and for a moment the world went blank. She didn’t realize that she was falling, but the wind whipping through her hair was a pleasant experience. If her Marine experienced fear she didn’t notice. He was shouting something but it sounded more like a triumphant roar than a terrified cry. It was his orgasm that brought her back to the real world.
Hot cum erupting into her womb, oozing out to dribbled down her hips. She was face down at that point plummeting towards the earth. Down below a red headed vixen grinned as the familiar feeling of semen splashed against her lips. Unlike the couple before her she knew what happened, after all her and a certain arachnid had done the exact same thing dozens of times in the past.
Thirty feet is a long way from the ground for most people under most circumstances but after a plummet of a mile it was almost too close for comfort when Sky adjusted her flight to keep from digging a crater that would likely serve as her grave and instead flew just over the traffic for nearly a mile. “Was it great for you?”
“Oooo, fuckin, ra. Let’s do that shit again!” He responded.
Astrid grinned. This boy might just last yet.