A few days later, I sat on the edge of the rooftop of my building. My body invisible, I gazed out at the evening sky as the sun set behind the city. The wind whipped wildly at me from up there, but it didn't faze me. I was starting to get used to all the being up high, flying around, having the most incredible sense of freedom I could've ever dreamed of. I'd still gotten grounded to hell from the hangover as I expected, but being able to turn invisible and fly away gave me some definite leeway.I looked at my hand and sighed thoughtfully. I had so much power inside of me, so much ability to do good and to help people and to make other peoples' lives better. I then turned my attention back to the setting sun and wondered: Would I ever find out why I had this power? Or would I just be happy, not question it, and move on with my life? Sure, I might've been able to find the answer to the enigma through some kind of inner dialogue. Perhaps through some inspirational montage where I climb a
"You're pretty good at holding back," she remarked in a tone dripping with seductiveness, "but you won't be able to hold back for much longer....""Probably not," I softly replied.She chuckled as she slid the very swollen head of my penis inside of her, then slowly lowered her body down to take the rest within her. I groaned lustfully as her very hot, wet walls unfurled and clenched around me. She just barely seated herself on my thighs before smoothly coming back up, and then back down again. She moved in an effortless rhythm that had me instantly mesmerized. She softly moaned along with me, grinning as she watched me blankly stare the point where our bodies were united."Does it feel good inside of my pussy...?" Cassandra asked."Oh, gosh, yes..." I replied in amazement."Oooh, Anthony," she softly remarked, "you're so sweet and genuine. ... I'm so glad I'm doing this with you...."Both of us felt so comfortable doing this with each other. I couldn't believe how good it felt being
She dipped down, engaging me into a warm kiss that I was more than happy to return. We moaned together, my excitement enhanced by the dazed, hung-over state I was in. Her lips were warm and soft, putting me at ease with her affection. I felt blanketed by her warm body, her sweet perfume enchanting. Lost in a lip-lock with a beautiful woman like Cassandra was the best wake-up call I'd ever had. I slid my hands down the back of her silk nightie, dragging the low-cut hem up. She moaned as I grabbed her bulbous booty, and I moaned back upon realizing she wasn't wearing any panties.She pulled her lips away and grinned as she sat up straight. She slowly lifted up her flimsy gown, allowing me to savor every inch of revealed skin as she took it off. She then tossed it aside, chuckling in amusement when she caught me staring at her big, luscious breasts. They were so perfectly sized, just big enough to touch each other. They hung just slightly from her chest like two ripened fruit ready to be
The next morning, I awoke with a heavy groan. Opening my eyes, my eyesight wobbled around a bit until I could focus on the bright sunlight shining in from the sliding glass door. This wasn't my bed, or my home. I was so confused until I heard Cassandra's voice enter the bedroom from behind me."Hey there, sleepy head," she said, wearing a silver-colored silk nightie. "I was wondering when you'd wake up.""What happened?" I asked with an incredible grogginess. "Why do I feel like crap?""That's what's called a hangover. You usually get those from drinking, a lot.""I was drinking?" I asked as she left the room momentarily."Yep!" she replied from the other room. "You had seven glasses of scotch!""Seven?" I wondered aloud. "Was I going for the high score?"She laughed as she re-entered the room with an empty glass and a pitcher of water."That's what I said," she said, placing the items on the nightstand next to me. She poured some water into the glass, then helped me to sit. "Here, si
"I want you so much...." I replied as I rested my head on her chest. "I want to ... suck your boobies."The elevator doors opened and she led me down the empty hallway."Don't worry about me, everyone!" I exclaimed. "I'm a superhero, I can take care of ... myself.""Even superheroes have to sleep it off, sweetie," she replied. She pulled out a key from her purse and unlocked her door. "Come on, in you go.""Whoo!" I exclaimed as she led me stumbling into her apartment. The place looked nice, at least from what I could see through my wobbly vision; smelled nice, too. She took me into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed."There you go," she said as she helped get my head on the pillow."But I'm not even naked yet," I mumbled."You don't have to be naked," she softly reassured me. "just lay down."I figured I was just imagining things when I saw her slip off her heels and then calmly slide in on the other side of the bed. That is, until I felt her put her arms around me. She held me
"I think you are incredibly adorable," she remarked. "You were like a Rottweiler out there fighting off that huge guy with ease. Inside, though, you're like ... a puppy. It's sweet." Her hand drifted down my arm and continued downward. "I have to admit, I like cute guys like you...."She surprised me as I felt her hand slowly going up and down my leg."Barkeep!" I exclaimed as I kept my eyes affixed on hers."Yes?" Ron asked as he came over. I nudged my glass toward him."Another, please," I said."Another one?" she asked, seemingly impressed. "You going for the high score?""Definitely," I replied with a nod.By the time she was halfway through her second drink, I was done with seven. Yes, seven. The empty glasses were scattered about in front of me like my trophies. Needless to say, I was very, very drunk at that point."Ya' know, I gotta tell ya," I spoke in a drunken slur, "... a woman like you ... turns me on so much..."She grinned at me as her finger traced the lip of her glass