"Super" Cock

After deciding to take some time off from work because the day was too gorgeous, I went to the roof top of my apartment building and stripped nude. I was seriously well endowed for only being 22. I have the perfect figure. I think. I am measured at 40dd-24-30. I had big tit and a nice rounded ass.

I was hit on all of the time at work by the men that I worked with. I even got fucked in the corner by two of the biggest dicks that I ever felt in my life. I was imagining that I was being fucked my superman because that is where all of my fantasies lead me.

As I was laying in the lounge chair sun bathing, I could swear that someone was staring at me but I would have heard the huge metal door open if someone was on the roof with me. I sat up and looked around but no one was there.

I laid back down and closed my eyes and let my imagination start to run away again when I felt like someone was staring right through me. I opened my eyes to be alone still.

I decided to rub some lotion all over my body so I didn’t burn but I couldn’t reach the middle of my back so I just said ,”fuck it.”

As I was about to lay back down, I heard the sexiest voice say, “You really should put the lotion on your back.”

I about jumped out of my skin when I heard and saw that it was him, the man of my dreams, the man that I masterbated to for the last five years. It was Superman.

“I was flying by when I saw you walk out here and then I about hit a building when I saw you take your clothes off. You have the nicest tits that I have ever seen.”, he said as he landed next to the lounge chair that I was laying on.

I scrambled to grab my towel but he reached it before me. “Please don’t be afraid, ashamed or embarrassed. I am just like any human man, I have needs and desires and I need them met.”

I reached up to his crotch and felt his hard-on. I slowly rubbed my hand over his cock and he got so hard that he looked like he was going to bust out of his tights.

He sat on the edge of the lounge chair and covered my breasts with his mouth and hands. He was kneadingmy breasts like he was making bread and it was making me so wet.
He looked into my eyes and saw the love that had always been there. Not the love that a child has for his hero but the love that a woman has for a man.

I asked him to take his tights off so I could see his body so he slowly did. He had the most amazing body, toned muscles, strong arms and legs and the biggest hardest cock that I had ever seen. I wanted it in my mouth so bad. I needed to taste it.

His gaze immediately dropped to my soaking wet pussy. I shaved all of my pubic hair off so that my tan would be even so the sun would glisten off my lips from being so wet. HIs face sank to my pussy and he buried his tongue in my hole. This faster than a speeding bullet thing that he had going on did not apply here. He was being slow and deliberate. With every flick of his tongue, I got closer and closer to cumming and out of no where he pulled away from my pussy and kissed my lips. My tongue darted into his mouth so that I could taste my pussy juice on his lips.

He buried his face between my breasts and licked my cleavage with ramming three fingers into my pussy and finger fucking me like crazy. I grabbed his head and pulled him into me and moaned so eroticly that I could feel his cock get even harder.

I pushed him onto the towel that was on the ground and climbed up his body and buried my face on his cock. Holding on to his hips, I fucked my own face with his cock until I could feel his head touch the back of my throat. I massaged his balls with my left hand while my right had was jerking him off in my mouth. He was moaning and yelling that it was so good. He screamed that he had never felt anything so amazing in his life.

I lifted my head and looked at him in amazement. He was seriously enjoying this. I climbed up his body and empalled myself on his cock. His eyes shot open and he grabbed me and forced himself into me even harder. Next thing I knew we were fuckinglike we had been doing it all of our lifes. The rhythmn that we found was in sync with each other and he would lift me up and drop me on his dick like I weighed nothing. As I rode up and down his cock he would grab my tits and suck on them and rub my clit with his thumb until I found came like a fountain on his cock. Then I pulled off him and licked all of my cum off his cock, balls, and asshole. He tasted so good that I just kept licking until he finally came all over my face.

He then rubbed the cum in his hand and fed it to me. I was in heaven and I didn’t want it to end, so I said that if there was anything that he wanted to do sexually that the only thing he had to do was tell me and I would. He told me that he had always heard fo men putting their cock in a woman’s ass but he knew that was asking too much. I got into the doggy style position and told him to fuck me in my ass.

He got up behind me and began to lick my asshole and then he slid a finger in to open it up and then after a few moments of finger fucking my ass he added another and then another. He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with is cock and pounded my asshole like he needed it to survive. I began to hump back onto his rod and fuck him. Within a few short strokes, I was cumming again and it felt wonderful. Only a few short moments later, he filled my ass with his seed.

I felt like I could sleep for a week after that fucking and knew that I had to get some rest so we laid down on the launge chair together and fell to sleep.

I slept for what seemed like only minutes but it was dark when I woke up. I was sill nude and still laying on the lounge chair. The only difference was I had the worst sunburn of my life. On the way to the hospital, I realized that it was all a dream. I was fantasing about fucking Superman so much that I had the wettest dream of my life.

After about an hour, the doctor at the hospital told me that I had second degree sun burn and that I was pregnant. I was so shocked and told him that it was impossible for me to be pregnant because I hadn’t had sex in six months.

He looked at me so strangely like he didn’t believe me. He said, “Well, you are four months pregnant and it is a healthy baby boy.” He showed me a songram of my baby and he was beautiful. I was falling in love with him already.

He was born a month later and he was as healthy as a baby carried full term. We have been getting anonimous letters and gifts of money and food and all of the things that we needed to survive.

I know that one day my son will ask me who his father is and I will deal with that when that day arrives but until then I will be forced to keep thinking that it was all a dream, or was it?