Smallville - Nicodemus
(Notice: this is a fanfiction work for the Warner Bros. TV show "Smallville", I have no rights for any of the characters)
A man speeds down the road in a truck. Day. A large yellow flower sits next to him on the seat. He's talking urgently on a cell phone. He pushes the pedal to the floor tailgating the truck in front of him, which is being driven by Jonathan Kent.
Jonathan is a handsome midwestern man, with kind green eyes and a square jaw. When he looks at you, you know things are going to be fine as Kansas whiskey. He is a dependable man, so Jonathan doesn't speed. The other man, obviously in a hurry, starts to honk his horn and flash his lights. He speeds up and hits the back of Jonathan's truck. He swerves out to the side of Jonathan and knocks into the truck again, shouting "Get out of my way!" before he continues honking and swerving and eventually drives into some shrubbery, causing his truck to flip over and crash on its top.
Jonathan is shocked. He quickly stops his truck and runs out to the other truck that flipped over. He pulls the unconscious reckless driver out through the window and carries him over his broad strong shoulders across the road. Jonathan suddenly notices the large yellow flower next to them. The flower perks up, its petals close up and then open with a burst, shooting a mist into Jonathan's face. He sneezes.
The next morning Martha Kent was standing in her kitchen washing a plate. Martha was a pretty mature woman, she had long flowy brown hair and sharp cheekbones. Her mouth was small and red and smiled easily, and her eyes were big and pale blue. She usually wore sensible work clothes, like denim shirts over her slender frame. She was lost in thought when her husband surprised her from behind, "good morning, beautiful!" he murmured into her hair, pressing himself against her. Even through both their jeans, she could feel his erection. He hugged her from behind, his hands rested on her breasts. Martha jumped in place, "Jonathan!" she called, turning around in his embrace. Her wet hands pushed on his chest gently. He leaned in to cover her small mouth with his,
"What has gotten into you?"
Jonathan leaned back, and Martha could see lust in his eyes, and started feeling excited herself
"Nothing has gotten into me; the question is, what is about to get into you? And the answer is" he kissed her again, "me!" and then lifted her up in both hands, easily carrying her up the stairs in his big strong arms, Martha squealed, "Jonathan! It's eight AM in the morning!"
"So what? A man can't make love to his beautiful wife at eight AM in the morning? Or any other time for that matter?" He threw her on the bed. He stood in the middle of the room, his eyes piercing hers, "take your clothes off" Jonathan kicked his boots off to the sides of the room, unbuckled his belt and swiftly pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down. At the same time, Martha slipped out of her comfortable loafers, and opened and removed her own jeans. She was wearing simple white panties, and Jonathan could smell her pussy juice. She was getting wet. He advanced on the bed, naked from the waist down, his hard cock leading the way. Martha stopped him, resting one foot on his chest, "one moment, there, lover boy. I can see you're rearing to go. But Mama Martha isn't there yet." She started unbuttoning her shirt slowly, exposing her B cup breasts resting comfortably in a plain white bra
"Tell me what got you so horny this morning, Jonathan?"
Her husband growled again, and pushed against her leg. Obviously he wasn't restrained but it, he could push it aside if he wanted to, but the feeling of danger and control, the sense that he wanted to ravage her like an animal and only her power kept him in place excited her, "nothing, I just got up, very horny, and I NEED to fuck you now"
Martha smiled, "soon" she finished removing her bra, and was feeling up her exposed breasts. Her nipples were hard. She leaned back on the pillows, and then spread her legs, letting Jonathan loose, "take off my panties, with your teeth." Jonathan let a happy growl and then pounced on the bed, advancing on his hands, he leaned down, licked and sniffed Martha's legs, as though tasting a juicy piece of meat, up her creamy thigh all the way to her loins. There, he grabbed the panties with his teeth, and growling like a dog with a toy, started pulling them down. Martha laughed with pleasure, but the panties weren't coming down so she lifted her ass a bit, and pushed them over her round white ass. Jonathan pulled the panties all the way down, and Martha sighed with pleasure, "my sweet, you are looking find" Jonathan stood up and removed his shirt. He was standing there, his muscled shaking with pent up passion, he slowly jerked his cock with right hand, "and you are delicious, baby" he growled at her
Martha spread her legs wide, between her legs, a small patch of soft brown curls, glistening with her moisture, "delicious? Show me; eat me, my darling." Jonathan pounced again at the bed. He grabbed a thigh in each hand, spreading her legs. He gave Martha a long lick from the bottom to top, and Martha shuddered when his warm tongue reached her clitoris, "oh, baby" she moaned. Jonathan pushed his tongue between her pussy lips, gathering her juices, he licked her clit and sucked it in, he spent a few minutes exploring her folds and wetness with his tongue, moaning like a dog with a bone, Martha squeals got louder and louder, then she called out to him
"Baby, baby, fuck me now, I need to feel your cock, now, inside me" Jonathan climbed up her body. He smashed his lips against hers. She could taste her own pussy. Then he carefully positioned his cockhead against her pussy, rubbing up and down a few times on her wet labia, and when the head was slick with her wetness, he easily pushed in. Martha moaned, "ph god, yes" Jonathan put both hands on the opposing walls, pulled out, and then thrust hard into her, "fuck me, yes, Jonathan, yes, fuck me hard" again, he pulled out, and thrust in, harder, he leaned hard on the wall, and started pistoning in and out of his wife like a machine. Martha's legs were spread wide, she was grabbing her breasts, her eyes closed, head moving from side to side, her small red mouth, open like a small O, gasping and moaning with every thrust "yes, oh, yes, Jonathan, fuck, fuck, me, me, me, oh god" Jonathan said nothing he was just grunting like an animal with every thrust, again and again, he never fucked Martha like this, he wanted to slam her so hard into the bed, the bed would break, he felt wild, he felt like there was something inside him he had to get out, he was slamming into her as hard as he could and she loved it, she kept urging him on, "yes, oh god Jonathan, this feels so good, your cock, it feels so good, harder, fuck me harder, yes, yes, oh god" Martha started rubbing her clit with one hand, pinching her hard nipple with the other, Jonathan was hitting something deep inside her, his cock was rubbing hard against her pussy, and when she rubbed her clit, her entire body lit up, it was like Jonathan was fucking all of her at once, "oh, fuck Jonathan, yes, I can feel it, I can feel your cock, oh god, it feels so big inside me, oh god, I can feel it coming, I'm cuming, I'm cuming, I'm cuming!" Martha was rubbing herself furiously, her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks, she started buckling under him, and then his movements found hers, and every slam accentuated a wave of orgasm, and she thought she might faint.
The same morning, while Jonathan Kent was screwing his wife as hard as he could, Lana Lang and Chloe Sullivan got out of Chloe's car near the woods. Both were teenage girls and highschool students. Lana had dark hair and tanned skin, big dark eyes, full lips and a lithe body. Chloe had the classic American girl look, the blond hair and big green eyes, her smile was quick and wide, like she liked to party.
"This is where they had the accident." Chloe said as they were leaving the car, "let's see if there's anything interesting here to write about."
"Wow! The debris starts from way over there and ends over in that ditch. That's some serious road rage!"
Lana and Chloe split up and Chloe started taking pictures. Lana kneels down several feet away.
"I think I found something!" She calls out to Chloe, who comes over. Chloe kneels near Lana, who is examining a large yellow flower. Lana touches the flower, the petals close and then open, shooting the mist at both girls. They both recoil.
"What is that?" Chloe says, Lana looks at her, blinking slowly, "I don't know" she answers, but the words feel heavy, like she has to carry them from far away.
"Are you OK?" Chloe asks in concern, she touches Lana's shoulder, and Lana gasps, Chloe's touch feels like fire against her skin. Her nipples immediately harden, and Chloe can clearly see the two pleasure buttons appear in the front of Lana's blouse. Lana blushes, and then hurries to her feet, "we have to go, I feel strange" she quickly opens the door, and sits inside. Chloe breaths deep, smelling Lana perfume and natural musk where she was. She could feel her pussy completely wet, Lana was a beautiful girl, and Chloe always wanted to hook up with her, but she wasn't sure what was happening right now. She felt intoxicated, and she could swear Lana was giving off inviting vibes.
Chloe got in the car behind the wheel. She looked over at Lana, who was looking down. Lana took her shoes off, and was rubbing her bare feet on the car's floor.
"Lana, are you OK?" Lana looked over at Chloe; her eyes were wide, her lips parted. Lana licked her lips, and Chloe felt her pussy twinge, "I think I'm fine, Chloe, I think..." Chloe breathed deep, she leaned a bit forward, then Lana leaned towards her, "I think I need to kiss something right now, is that OK?" Chloe nodded, wordlessly, and then their lips met, Lana's hand was on her breast, and Chloe reached out, she rested her hand on Lana's thigh, then Lana whispered, "touch me; touch me anywhere." and they started making out.
Later that day, Whitney Fordman drank a spit of water from the water fountain. He was a good looking student in Smallville High School, with a sharp jawline and an intense gaze. He was the quarterback of the highschool football team, so his body was muscular and toned, with big strong hands, and a tight ass.
As he finished his drink of water, Whitney stood up, and saw Lana, his girlfriend, walk towards him. She is wearing knee-high black boots, a short black skirt and a tank top. Whitney's gaze follows over her long naked legs, the small breasts hugged by the tight top, and her mischievous smile.
"Wow" he says as she hugs him and kisses him deeply "What's the occasion?"
Lana chuckles, "Nothing. I just thought we'd blow off class today." then she pulls his head down to her level and whispers in his ear, "if you'll come with me right now, I'll let you cum in my mouth." Whitney almost chokes. Lana knew his previous girlfriend would swallow his cum, but Lana didn't like doing it. She would suck him off, but he would cum outside, which was messy and not as fun. Whitney immediately nodded, excited. Lana grabbed his hand and led him to Chloe's car. Lana got in the driver's seat.
"Where's Chloe?" Whitney asked, "oh, she's at the AV lab. She and I made a video earlier, and she's editing it. We're going to show it to you and Clark tonight. Come on! Get in."
Whitney got in the seat next to Lana, "Uhm, I thought we were..."
"Don't worry, I'm going to blow you, you're going to cum, in my mouth, I just want to take you somewhere."
They stopped at the crash site. Lana jumped out of the car, and walked over to where she and Chloe found the flower. Whitney got out of the car, confused, "why did we drive all this way to this random road just to fuck?"
Lana gave an exasperated sigh, "I don't want to fuck here, Whitney. I wanted to show you something. This flower. It made me and Chloe feel soooo good. But it's not here." She looked around, "wait, truck tires? Chloe and I saw these here before as well. They must belong to Mr. Kent's truck! Come on!"
Lana ran back to the car, "Where are we going?" Whitney asked, as he was sitting back down in the car
"To the Kent Farm! I bet Mr. Kent took the flower to show his wife!"
Whitney shook his head, "I don't get it. I don't understand what's going on. And when are we going to fuck?"
Lana laughed, "oh, don't worry, baby. We're going to fuck. We're going to fuck hard."
Lana parked Chloe's car next to Mr. Kent's truck. She walked quietly towards the kitchen door, holding Whitney's hand and pulling him after her.
"Why - " he started asking
"Ssshh!" she shushed him, "Whisper! I don't want them to hear us, in case I'm wrong."
But she wasn't wrong. She could clearly see the large yellow flower in a black plastic flower pot in the middle of the kitchen table. She could hear moaning from the living room, and she smiled to herself, realizing she was right. Mr. Kent felt exhilarated, wild and free, like she and Chloe felt, and he wanted his wife to feel the same, just like she wants Whitney to feel.
Lana quietly opened the kitchen door and led Whitney inside, he could hear the moaning and snuck over to the adjoining door. "It's Mr. and Mrs. Kent!" he whispered over to Lana, "they're fucking on the couch!" Lana nodded, "come here" Whitney kept looking at the Kent couple fucking, "Whitney!" Lana gave a hurried whisper, "do you want me to suck you off or not?" This grabbed his attention and he hurried over to her. Lana was standing near the flower, and as soon as Whitney reached her, she pushed the flower towards him. The petals closed and opened, and then he was sprayed in the face.
After Jonathan sprayed Martha in the face with the flower, they made out on the couch, then they took their clothes off, and she jerked him off while he fingered her, but then they went down to the floor to do something they both love but rarely get to do. Martha was on all six, naked, sweaty, her breasts swaying back and forth, as Jonathan was on his knees behind her, his cock buried deep in her pussy, while he was holding her small waist. They were both facing the kitchen, so both saw the two naked teenagers coming out of the kitchen and into the living room.
"This is so hot!" Whitney exclaimed. His spit covered cock was at half mast. Even though he just came in Lana's mouth, he was still very horny, and the real live porno show in front of him was rushing blood back to his dick.
"Mr. Kent! Your body is so hot!" Lana exclaimed. She looked over Mr. Kent's broad hairy muscular chest, and licked her lips
"Oh, honey, you have no idea." Martha chuckled, "come here" Jonathan pulled out of Martha and stood up, Martha slid forward on all sixes, when she reached Whitney she stood up on her knees. His cock was still not completely hard, Martha held Whitney's cock gently in one hand, and licked the head, he shuddered, "oh honey you have such a sweet cock, I'm going to suck it now."
"Please do, Mrs. Kent."
"Oh, honey, call me Martha" then she put him in her mouth
Jonathan Kent and Lana Lang were locked in a tight embrace, his mouth covered hers, his tongue was exploring her sweet mouth, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist and he effortlessly carried her over to the couch.
"Your cock is so big, Mr. Kent, I want to feel it inside me." Jonathan put her down, and then quickly sat down on the couch. He held up his cock. Lana put her knees on either side of his powerful legs, her hands on his broad shoulders, and then gingerly put her pussy over his cock. She slowly descended, she could feel his huge cockhead at her tight opening, she heard Whitney moan
"Oh god! Yes, Martha, put all of it in your mouth! Oh, fuck, deep throat it! Deep throat it!"
The bulbous head pushed on her wet pussy lips, and pushed a bit more, she could feel it pushing on her tight velvety walls, "oh, fuck, it's so big!"
"Just go slowly, honey" Mr. Kent told her, "let yourself get used to it, inch by inch" Lana leaned in and kissed Mr. Kent hard on the lips, she could feel his stubble on her delicate skin, his strong lips enveloping her mouth, his tongue invaded her mouth again. She sucked on his tongue, moaning, while grinding her pussy on his cock, gently, slowly, getting used to his girth.
Mr. Kent,grabbed her small tight ass in his large hands, he cupped each cheek and then started kneading her ass, his fingers burrowing into the soft tanned flesh. He applied a little bit of pressure and Lana started going down his shaft slowly, her pussy taking more and more of his cock. Lana gasped, "oh, god, I can feel it, so big inside me, oh god, it goes in" she started shaking with pleasure as his dick filled her up
"Fuck, Martha, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Martha kept Whitney's spasming cock in her mouth, as he filled it with hot jizz. She swallowed as much as she could, but some of the white sticky cum spread to her lips and dribbled a bit. Whitney lifted her up to her feet, and licked her lips. He licked her lips and cheeks and neck, collecting all his cum from her. Then he kissed her deeply. Whitney collected the older woman in his strong arms, and when her body curved against his, she felt his wet sticky cock pressed against her thigh.
Lana bottomed out, Mr. Kent's huge dick was all the way inside her. She slowly lifted herself up, and then slowly went back down, shuddering all the way. His girth filled her, she could feel his cock in every part of her pussy, caressing her inside all over. She slowly slowly increased the speed of her movement, up and down his shaft. Jonathan couldn't believe how tight her pussy was, he loved his wife, but when she was thoroughly wet, it was like fucking jello. But Lana's pussy was like a tight wet soft vice, grabbing his dick tightly, and then her movements, the hot wetness on his shaft, going up and down, he shuddered with her. The girl's movements speeded up, and he knew she was there, she was ready, he moved his hands to her waist, and started lifting her up and down on his cock, like she was a fuck doll, using her body for his pleasure. Lana started moaning with pleasure with every movement up and down, quick high squeaky moans, like a chew toy. Jonathan brought her up and down on his shaft, using her body to jack himself
"Fuck, yea! Your pussy is so tight, baby girl! I love it! I'm going to fuck you so hard, fuck, I'm going to fill you to the brim with my cum, baby! Take it, take it!"
Martha turned around to see her husband fucking the teenage girl hard. Whitney was enchanted by the sight, Mr. Kent's huge dick spreading Lana's pussy lips so wide, shiny with her juices, Whitney knew Lana's pussy well, and imagining that tight pussy on that huge dick got him hard again. He grabbed Martha by the waist, and brought her close to him. He kissed the side of her neck, his hands going up her body to cup her full breasts. Martha could feel his hardness on her ass
"Again? How nice! Gotta love that teenage stamina!" she moaned when he started massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. Martha spread her legs a bit, and Whitney reached down with both hands, with one he spread her pussy, and the other he pointed his dick, between her legs, to her opening. Martha leaned forward a bit, and then Whitney found her opening and pushed in, "mmm, that's nice, son, fuck me" Whitney started fucking her slowly, with smooth motions, she could feel every inch of him, going in and out, he was concentrating on her neck, licking, kissing, biting, kneading her breasts, while she looked at the wild sex show before her on the couch -
On the couch, Lana's breath was coming faster and faster, "oh my god, Mr. Kent, your cock, I feel it, I'm gonna cum, it feels so good, oh god, harder, please I need to cum, harder" Jonathan was slamming her on his dick again and again, his cockhead going in and out, rubbing against her clit, Lana could feel it, the awesome wave of pleasure building between her legs behind some invisible barrier, "oh, god, oh, god, oh god!" she arched her back, her eyes closed tight, her mouth round, she grabbed her breasts, Jonathan brought her on his dick and she spasmed, hard, forward, like she hit a brick wall, and then he lifted her and brought her down again, and she screamed "yes!" and she was cumming, he lifted her up again, and brought her down, and with every thrust it was like she was cumming again, with every slam, she cried "Yes! Yes! Yes!" her pussy was spasming on his dick, and he couldn't take it, he started cumming inside her, huge loads of sperm, deep inside her, she could feel him cumming, "oh my god, Mr. Kent, yes, yes, cum inside me, oh my god, Whitney, I can feel it, it's so deep, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck!" and then Lana couldn't take it anymore and she crumpled on Jonathan's chest. Jonathan wrapped his arms around her, his dick deep inside her, and she rested her head on his chest, both breathing hard like they just finished a race.
While Whitney was slowly fucking her, Martha looked at her husband in his post-orgasm bliss and said, "I think they should stay for dinner. I still want to taste that sweet young pussy and you, Jonathan dear, have got to show this boy how good it feels to get fucked by you." Jonathan opened his eyes and locked eyes with his wife, his still hard dick deep inside this young girl, her boyfriend slowly fucking his wife from behind, and smiled deeply. "Sounds like a plan!"
To be continued...
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