Helena Weaver III

Helena had taken longer than she had expected in the shower. It was bothering her more than she would care to admit. This was not the first time she used her body for her own gains but it was her first time in a long while. Ever since she became an S-rank superhero, she thought she had left that sort of life behind her but here she was, giving her body to a stranger for a gain that might incur more loss than it was worth.

She didn't know who this person was but he was the biggest enigma she had ever come across. She took him for an ambitious greenhorn who bit off more than he could chew at first as they sat down and conversed, her initial belief faded. She tried to provoke him by addressing him as a boy but he didn't even seem the least bit offended by it. It was as if he couldn't care less what she thought of him.

Though Helena's years of experience were telling her to stop associating herself with him, her instincts were telling her to not let go of him. He had shown his strength. He had shown his wits. If she could get him to her side, she would rise even higher in the world. Moreover, he knew the secret to her power, all the more reason to keep him close. If all she had to do was to sell her body, she was more than willing.

With a heavy sigh, Helena turned off the shower and exited the bathroom in a robe. She found the young man sitting by the window, gazing out at the nightscape of the city. He had already stripped and put on a robe. His clothes were neatly folded and placed on a table.

Helena took another deep breath before approaching him. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting, boy," she said. Contrary to the turmoil in her heart, her face was composed and tranquil.

The "boy" chuckled and rose from the chair, turning her way. "I don't believe I have told you my name yet."

Helena put on a smirk. "What? Finally getting annoyed at being called a boy?"

"Surely you wouldn't want to be shouting 'boy' when you crying out in pleasure during sex, now do you?"

"I suppose that would be awkward and weird. So, what's your name?"

"Rylan."

"Rylan? Just Rylan?"

"Well, if you're interested in my surname, I'm sure a few calls would get you the answer. Now, shall we begin, Miss Weaver?" Rylan asked.

Helena didn't have a lot of expectations as Rylan looked to be twenty years old at best and his build wasn't that impressive but she realised she should have known better. Appearance can be deceiving. Her eyes nearly bulged out of her sockets when she saw the size of Rylan's junk that was pitching a tent through his robe. It wasn't the biggest cock she had seen but it was still incredibly big for someone of his physique.

"Like what you see, Miss Weaver?" Rylan teased as he moved in front of Helena.

"Don't kid yourself, Rylan," she scoffed. "Size isn't everything."

"Oh, don't you worry, Miss Weaver. Size isn't all that I have to offer," Rylan retorted and pulled her in with an arm wrapped around her waist. He stuck his other hand into her robe and proceeded to grope her bountiful breasts.

"Uuuhhh…~" Helena moaned unconsciously the moment she felt his touch. She bit down on her finger to prevent any other sound from escaping her lips. With their bodies almost entirely pressed together, she could feel how hard Rylan was and she had an inkling that it was bigger than the pitched tent might suggest.

Rylan grinned and began kissing her neck, slowly moving up. He kissed her cheeks and brushed his lips across her eyebrows. He gave them a few pecks and then a kiss on her nose. At the same, he fondled and massaged her breasts with more fervour, eliciting an involuntary groan of pleasure from Helena despite her best attempts at suppressing her voice.

"Damn it…" Helena cursed under her breath. "Just get on with it, will you? I—" She stopped to let out another involuntary moan that resulted from Rylan nibbling on her neck and shoulders. "I-I don't have all night."

Rylan snickered. "But you do, Miss Weaver," he said and continued nibbling. When his lips moved downwards, his hand moved further below, reaching the sacred place between her legs. His brows perked up with delight when he felt the love juice leaking from her honeypot. He hadn't even touched her down there and she was already dripping. "This should be easy."

Helena's eyes flared up when she heard that. "What did you—mmmff!?" her shout was immediately silenced by a sudden kiss. Rylan had been waiting for a chance to taste her lips and mouth but her finger was in the way. Rylan stuck his tongue inside and explored every nook and cranny of her mouth. When he found her tongue, they engaged in a bout for domination which ended quickly in Rylan's victory.

Her whole body turned soft and if she was just any other normal woman, she would have lost all strength in her legs. Nevertheless, she was a superhero, an S-rank superhero. She refused to go down that easily. However, her persistence was futile. She tried to resist the pleasure surging in her body but she could tell it was futile. She tried pushing him away but she barely made him budge.

Rylan took this chance to untie the sash of Helena's robe. With the little but intense movements they were making in the foreplay, it didn't take long for the robe to slip off of Helena by itself. Of course, Rylan had a hand in it but that was a non-factor.

"You are so beautiful, Miss Weaver." Rylan broke off the kiss to admire Helena's body which had aged like fine wine. Her breasts were only slightly sagging but that only added to her mature charm. Her belly was toned and flat, unlike most women of her age. "Your body is even better than most models that I know of."

"I know how good my body is as I went to great lengths to keep myself in shape. Your compliment doesn't faze me, boy."

Rylan broke off the kiss and whispered into her ears. "You want this, don't you? Is that why you were pestering me to get on with it?"

"In your dreams," Helena spat at him.

Rylan smiled and wiped the saliva off with a finger and licked that finger clean. "Hmm, tasty."

Helena frowned in disgust.

To punish her for her defiance, Rylan stuck a finger into Helena's warm and drenched cave. "Eeeeekkk…~!" She shrieked ecstatically like a beast and her legs shivered intensely. She tried pulling his finger out but the result was the same as before. Her further defiance made Rylan stick another finger into her honeypot. "Oooohhh…~!" She let out another animalistic shrill.

Rylan didn't just attack her cunt. His hand that was wrapped around her waist moved up to her bosom and began kneading her bountiful breasts as if they were sweet dough. As for his mouth, he planted kisses and hickeys all over her upper body, from her neck and shoulders down to her breasts and nipples. Helena was moaning and groaning with absolute delight throughout all these attacks. She had stopped resisting after Rylan stuck two fingers into her snatch.

Helena couldn't wrap her head around how Rylan was making her feel so good, even if she wouldn't outright say it. She wasn't sexually frigid but she did have a hard time orgasming. In fact, she had never once had an orgasm in sex. It wasn't as if her partners never tried. They did but they never succeeded. She would always need to finish by herself after the men had cummed. It was frustrating for her, to the point that she came to hate sex.

"Wait. Wait. Waitttt…~!" Helena shouted as Rylan wriggled his fingers inside her cunt.

"No," Rylan answered and increased his speed and strength, churning out more cries of pleasure from Helena.

She twisted and turned her body, trying to avoid being pleasured further by Rylan and lost more of her dignity. But her efforts were in vain. Her movements were only taken advantage of. Besides, her struggles only increased her pleasure as her bosom was in his grasp. Rylan danced to her rhythm and swiftly guided her to an orgasm with just his fingers.

"Auuuuuhhh~!" Helena screamed out in euphoria as rapture tore through her body. Let alone orgasm in sex, Rylan had made her cum during foreplay. Waves of love juices gushed out of her womanly cavern, soaking the carpet flooring wet with her taint. Rylan's legs were not spared a few splashes. Her orgasm lasted for a good solid minute and her body trembled violently while she was cumming. If it wasn't for Rylan holding her, she would have fallen to the ground.

After her orgasm receded, her legs were left with barely any strength and she collapsed. Rylan made sure she collapsed onto the bed instead of the ground, though she would be fine even if she hit the ground hard. She was still an S-rank superhero after all but in her current state, she would be too ashamed to admit it.

"Now that you have your pleasure, Miss Weaver, it's my turn," Rylan said with a wicked smile and disrobed himself.

"So big…" Helena gasped softly. Her eyes widened to their fullest at the sight of Rylan's cock which was more amazing than she expected. She was still in a daze over her last orgasm and she didn't even realise she spoke her mind. When she did, she could only feign ignorance in hopes of salvaging whatever's left of her dignity after being made to cum by someone more than fifteen years her junior.

Helena felt a shiver running down her spine when Rylan climbed onto the bed and loomed over her. Although she was irked by her circumstances, she could feel her pussy throbbing in anticipation. Even after having such a strong orgasm, she still wasn't satisfied. She thought she could resist but after witnessing such a cock, her resistance and hesitation were slowly being chipped away by her desire.

Helena's honeypot spurted out a few strands of her love juices when she felt Rylan's cock touching her slit. She opened her mouth to voice her resistance and defiance but what came out instead was something she could not believe. "Fuck me already," she pleaded.

Rylan chuckled triumphantly and happily obliged the writhing woman below him. He pressed his body down on her, deforming her supple bountiful breasts. And then, he thrust forward. He didn't stop for anything. Due to how wet she was, Rylan was stopped by her drenched fleshy walls. He pierced right through the uterus and straight into her womb.

"So deeeeppp…~!" Helena cried out sharply.

All four of her limbs straightened as she went into a spasm. Her eyes rolled back from the overwhelming pain and pleasure that surged through her body like thunder. Saliva was leaking out from the corner of her lips. In addition, Rylan felt her womanly cavern clamping down on his rod like a vice grip. Gushes of love juices flooded the cavern and it came spurting out of her hole like a fountain.

Helena had cummed just from a single thrust.

Her body went limp when her orgasm faded and she lay on the bed, unmoving with her tongue lolled out and her eyes clouded with the haze of ecstasy.

"Miss Weaver?" Rylan called out, nudging her by her shoulder.

But Helena didn't respond. She simply lay there with her mouth agape and her hazy unfocused eyes strung open. The only response from her was the occasional twitches of her fingers and toes.

Rylan sighed, pulled his cock out of her snatch, and sat back. "Well… shit. I suppose this is too much stimulation for a mortal, even if she's a superhuman. But a mortal in the end."

The reason Helena was feeling so much pleasure was that Rylan had used his powers. He called it "Euphoria Touch". He could instil pleasure into a person simply by touching them with any part of his body. He had used the average amount he used for divines and immortals on Helena. He had thought she could handle it but it would appear that an S-rank did not even amount to a fallen god with less than a quarter of his true power.

After turning down Euphoria Touch by a few notches, Rylan flipped Helena around with her belly on the bed and her butt raised to meet his still-energetic cock. After making sure her posture was not perilous, Rylan plunged the entirety of his cock into Helena's snatch in one go once again.