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Sometime before filming

"I'm not doing it." declared 'Wonder Woman' sternly, glaring a very tired Pip down. Although 'sternly' might not be the right, it oddly felt more like disappointment, like he was doing something wrong.

"W-what? Why not?" Pip asked with some concern, he was on something of a timetable, after all, he had a few more 'scenes' to shoot with more Superbabes.

"He's a jerk." She said fiercely as Pip glanced at their 'Superman' who towered over Wonder Woman and filled out his superman costume spectacularly. However, he was obviously NOT the real Superman: with his five O'clock stubble, his uncombed black hair, and his freakishly huge muscles. Not to mention the bulging package in his red underwear. "And he smells like he chugged down a six-pack of warm beer."

"That's just Frank." Pip tried to defend, but his heart just wasn't in it.

"Then he threw that six-pack up, and then licked it off the floor." She added as Superman cringed. "I'm not having sex with that. I have standards."

"I'm right here." He replied indignantly, with an oddly high-pitched voice.

"So go somewhere else." She added fiercely, as he abruptly obeyed "I'm not doing it."

"Oh, come on…" Pip sighed, "…Where am I going to get another superman?!" she stared at him quietly for a minute before he pulled out the 'script' from his pocket. "Look! It says 'SuperSlam!" he then showed her there were barely more than two pages. "Orders just gives me a title and tells me to work it out!" he replied indignantly. "I'd be happy for the freedom but we're on a schedule!"

Wonder Woman continued to eye him. "Pip. Sweetie." She declared kindly and just like that his twisted stomach began to float with butterflies. What is the deal with these Superbabes? "It just says 'SuperSlam' there's more than one 'Superman'."

"…Steel said he was the Man of Steel for a little while. How about him?"

Wonder Woman just smiled patiently, "…Pip, Sweetie… I'll spell it out for you. Get a black and red Superman shirt, some jeans, and we'll talk." She said as Pip blinked at her. "Otherwise, I'm going home."

"…Okay…" he said finally. "…I think I can work with that."

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The scene opens on a balcony, the glass doors open viewing the Gotham Skyline as a shapely, soft-bodied woman slowly strutted on screen. The 'golden lasso of truth' bounced on her hip as her long shapely legs stretched across the balcony in red boots. As she stood in the open doorway, her arms resting on the sliding door and the wall as she leaned into the room, her big soft breasts held tightly by the red WW corset as she swayed her star-spangled hips. Smiling into the camera, "…Oh Superboy… are you home?" she teased as she strutted in. "Superboy?"

The camera followed her shapely, sexy body as her breasts bounced with each step. The camera roamed around her, focusing on her soft ass as she swayed her hips sensually. "Superboy…" she cooed invitingly. "…I've come to play…"

The camera was still on her ass as she posed in the doorframe of an immaculately clean bedroom. It wiggled left and right as she giggled. "Superboy… there you are…" she cooed as 'Superboy' walked into the room from the bathroom.

But he was so obviously not Superboy it might have been hilarious. His short black hair was slick with gel, and he wore the black and red superman shirt and jeans, however, he was so skinny he looked like he missed a few days of food. His face was youthful at least, but he definitely couldn't pass as Superboy on the street if the person he was trying to convince was blind.

Not that Wonder Woman seemed to care. "Come here…" she giggled, taking the back of his head and promptly shoving him between her cleavage as she laughed, tossing her silky black hair out of her face. Letting her head roll back as the Tiara on her forehead gleamed in the light. His less than impressive hands clung to her ass cheeks as she giggled, raising her forearms to the side of her tits, pushing her breasts together as she pushed his head deeper.

"Mmn-mmn…" she bit her bottom lip, writhing in his hands as she gasped softly. "Haa… ahh…" she panted erotically as his fingers sunk into her star-spangled bottom. "Ready to be a SuperMan?" she grinned playfully, pushing her breasts together as she gently pushed him away. Wriggling her body before dropping to her knees, sliding her hands down his Red-S shirt, before rubbing at his bulging crotch. "Let's see what this amazon is working with-FUCK." She gasped as his nearly foot-long schlong was freed from his jeans.

It jumped rigidly towards her face, "Haa…" she gasped at it before wrapping her hand around the base. She bit her bottom lip as his tip bulged against her cheek. Her tongue flicked from her red lips to rub against his shaft. "Haa-aah…" she slid her tongue from her fingers still wrapped around his cock, along his shaft to his glans, it briefly swirled around his tip. His cock throbbed towards her open mouth, tapping on her lips before she threw her head forward and kissed her fist. "MMGH! MMN! MMN! MMN!!"

His cock slid easily into her throat as her head rocked back and forth on his shaft. "MMMHG!" she flung her head forward and kissed her fist once more before she let go then dove deeper, kissing his base as she slurped loudly, spluttering slightly as his cock pulsated in her throat. "MMGh! MMHG!!"

Her hands squeezed his flat ass, pulling him deep into her body as her pretty brown eyes watered. He rested his hands on her head, bucking towards her face as she twisted her head. "MMMngh! MMGH! MWAH!" she popped off his cock with a gasp, saliva strings snapping from her lips as she licked them. "Haa… what a superman you are…" she grinned, running her lips along the side of his cock. "SNIFF!" she inhaled sharply before sliding back to his tip. "Wanna cum? Want to cum in my mouth?" his cock jumped eagerly towards her lips as if nodding yes. "Yeah?" she opened her mouth, smiling as he stroked his shaft.

"Haa-haaa-haaa…" she panted on his tip, "You want to shoot it. I want to taste it." she teased, her tongue flicking beneath his shaft. "Let it all out. Come on… ahhh-mmgn." His cock bulged and shot a rope of cum into her mouth. She quickly wrapped her lips around the tip. "MMG-mmn-mmn…" she smiled up at him, her brown eyes twinkling as his cock continued to bulge, his hips bucked subtly as she kept pumping her hand. "MMngh…"

His cock went limp in her grip, but her lips held his tip tight. She let go, her hand falling away as she gazed up into the camera. His cock slipped from her lips as she tilted her head back, "Ah…" opening wide for your viewing pleasure as her tongue swirled the thick load around and around. "MMn!" her teeth shut, followed by her lips as she kept eye contact. "Mmn…" then opened once more as she wiggled, "Ahhh-gone…" she teased, licking her red lips and smiling prettily.

"You can't be done already…" she purred, leaning towards his limp cock and nuzzling against it like a cat. "Don't you want to be my big strong superman, Sweetie?" she purred as his cock twitched. "…I'll help you…" she tugged down his jeans as he stepped out of them, then turned him towards the bed, pushing him down on the edge as she let her arms run through her silky black hair as she writhed erotically.

She swayed her body slowly, dancing for Superboy as she slowly turned in place. Her hips swinging in a slow 'hula-hoop' motion as she ran her hands down her side, bending over slowly as she slid them back up over her star-spangled rear, she patted her ass cheeks for superboy but swayed her big breasts for the camera as she giggled and stood upright again.

His cock was twitching eagerly as she sensually danced. Slowly turning back around to Superboy as her hands slid up her body, through her hair, then slowly back down… hooking her top, and pulling it down as her big soft breasts were freed as his foot long cock shot up. "There's my superman…" she teased as she shimmied, her suit going lower and lower until it hit the floor. "Ahh… much better…" she cooed, stroking his cock as she put her other hand on his Super-S and pushing him onto his back. "You are going to feel… so-" her hand slid slowly up his cock, "Good…" it went slowly back down. "Inside me…" she breathed sensually, crawling onto him, sliding her soft tits and softer body over him, feeling his cock slid against her pussy…

She sat on his stomach, briefly, before sliding back down and feeling his cock between her thick soft rear, she wiggled it as her cheeks clung to his throbbing cock. "Ahh-haa…" she laughed lightly, raising her ass slowly along his shaft until his tip slipped free of her cheeks, poking against her wet pussy as arousal dripped down his already wet length. He pushed inside her just enough for her to hold onto him, swaying her ass eagerly in the air. "Here we go…"

And slammed down on his lap.

"Haa-aah!" she gasped, shaking erotically as her body stiffened, she sat on his laps, rolling her hips as his cock thrashed about deep inside her. "Haaa-aah! Ah! AH!! Aaah YES! OOOH!" she planted her hands on his thin chest, squeezing his Super shirt as her hips wildly slapped onto his lap, bouncing up and down as her ass cheeks wiggled with the force. "Feel it, Sweetie! Oooh… ooh. OOH!" she shuddered, going stiff on his lap as her body clenched up. Her hands jumping to her chest, squeezing her breasts as she shuddered. "UUUUGH!!"

Her fingers sunk into her big breasts as she writhed on his lap, swaying her body slowly as she twitched. "Haa-haaa…" she squirmed on top of him, rolling her hips back and forth as she 'Bellydanced', laughing slightly as she fell forward, pushing her breasts on his face, shaking her hips, and shot off his rigid cock. It twitched as she crawled over him, swaying her ass behind her as she gripped the headboard of the bed.

"Come on…" she giggled, her ass jumping left and right as he sat up. "Come on my handsome Superman come get me. Show me what a real man can do-OOH!" Superboy gripped her hips, pushing abruptly inside her as she shuddered, her breasts swinging forward to thump against the headboard. "Ha-aah-aah-aah-aaahh!" she chanted, shaking as he held her waist tightly, slamming her ass back against his thrusts. "Ahh-Aah! Oh FUCK! Ahh…"

Wonder Woman bounced back and forth, shaking erotically as her head rolled back, "Haa-UUGh! UGH! UGH! UGH!!" her breasts rolling on her chests as her ass cheeks clapped against her waist, his cock plunging deep into her from behind. "NGH! NNGH!!" Her body shuddered, her hands slipping from the headboard as she flopped forward, "UUU-uugh!" she reached around, slapping his arms as he slammed deep and abruptly pulled out of her. "Haa-haa…" she flopped awkwardly onto the bed as she spasmed, "UUuuugh!" she clenched up, then immediately rolled over onto her back, she hooked her hands behind her knees and pulled her trembling legs up and open.

"Haa-haaa…" she panted erotically, licked her lips, and cooed excitedly. "Fill me with Superboys…" she laughed as he crawled over her, "Come ON… OOH! OOOH! OOOOH!!" her red boots flopped in the air as she wormed beneath him, his hips rocking up and down, driving into her body as she opened her mouth wide. "Haa-aAAH! Ahh! AHH! YES!" he slammed against her, "Haa!"

Then jackhammered her like a collection of construction workers. "Ha-aah-aaha-aagh-GODS! YES! Aaah! Put it all in me!! UUUUUUGH!!" The camera zoomed in at their connection, his foot-long girth balls deep in her quivering pussy as his balls visibly pulsated, he crawled over her further, pinning her down as he bucked his hips three more times… and went still.

"Haa-haaa…" her hands hooked around to his ass, squeezing and pushing him deeper. "That's it… that's my superman… MMMn…"

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he pulled his limp, gooey cock from her like a dead snake, "Haa…" she gasped, gazing down as cum oozed out of her, down between her ass and over her backdoor, "Haa…" her hand slid down, pushing the loose load into her pussy as she licked her lips. "Got to keep it in there… MMn…" she slowly rolled upright, sitting on her knees as she grabbed Superboy's limp length. Pulling him towards her.

"Come here…" she cooed encouragingly, stroking his member over her face as he stood on the bed. She pushed her tits together with her arms, jerking his flopping penis rapidly, "Come on… give it all to me…" She wrapped one arm around her tits, squeezing them together as he pressed his flaccid cock on them, stroking and rubbing his twitching length as she bit her bottom lip. "Come on… you can do one more, you're Superboy…" she pouted up at him, "I want it. you know I want it, come on…" his cock throbbed weakly, attempting one last hurrah as it rose from her tits, and she rested it on her face, still stroking him. "Come one Sweetie you know you want to, cum all over Wonder Woman's face, come on…"

His cock jumped, and for one brief moment went rock hard before shooting a thick rope of cum over her face, slapping onto her tiara and sliding between her eyes on her nose as the rest oozed out under her nostrils. "MMngh-mmnn…" she closed her eyes, taking his diminishing load on her face before it flopped off, and shot a final rope across her tits as she opened her eyes again, smiled into the camera, and pressed her lips against his cock. "Mwah…" she cooed lovingly, before running her soft pink tongue along his shaft, the screen fading to black as she waved goodbye, not looking away.

After the Scene

"Dios Mio…" 'Superboy' groaned, flopping onto the bed as Grace brushed her black hair out of her face, smiling as she winked at Pip. "What agency is she from?!" the boyish Superboy groaned, "And where can I sign up? She made me cum three times! That wasn't in the script!" he groaned as Pip followed Grace into the bathroom.

"There wasn't really a script, per se." Pip noted hesitantly before ignoring Georgie the Boy (for his distinct youthful looks) himself and followed Grace into the bathroom as she kicked off her boots, bracers, and the cum covered tiara, putting it in the sink with a soft clatter as she turned on the water of the tub. Humming sweetly to herself as she eyed Pip with an enticing look.

"…Yes?" she asked, washing the cum off her face as Pip opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again.

"…Your boss… does she just… does she train you girls to be irresistible?" he asked Grace laughed derisively, almost falling over as she soon let it diminish to a sensual giggle, not answering Pip's question for a good five minutes as she speed-washed herself as quickly as she could.

"…We sort of train each other." She replied sweetly, rinsing off the Tiara. "But she encourages skill-sharing." She then placed it daintily back on her head, checking herself in the mirror. "Did I get all the cum off?"

"Uh… yeah I think so." Pip replied.

"Uh… I still smell it, I hope I didn't get any up my nose." She mumbled, taking a couple of pieces of toilet paper and blowing it. "…Ah that's better." She flushed it. "Excuse me, Sweetie." She replied politely before, distractingly going back into the room to get her suit.

She was still beautifully naked after all.

"Hola Chica, are you doing anything later?" Georgie asked suavely as her nakedness disappeared into the equally sexy suit.

"Why yes, I am Sweetie." She pinched his cheek playfully, then patted it. "Go on now. Go home." she replied dismissively and turned her attention to Pip as Georgie mumbled indignantly. "Okay…" she gave Pip her full attention, "Thanks for working with me, Sweetie." She said casually as he blinked.

"…I'm… you… your welcome?" he blinked curiously, "…you do know that your Boss is pretty much forcing me to do this right?"

"Oh, Sweetie." She giggled playfully, "Force is such a strong word…" she wrapped her arm around his, walking out with him. "She doesn't force anyone to do anything. Besides, she prefers 'unavoidable mandatory enjoyment'." She escorted him out of yet another 'borrowed' hotel room, leaving Georgie behind.

"…Well, when you say it like that... it still sounds weird…" he mumbled, "…Then again you somehow made me drop a Superman for a Superboy…" To be fair when he asked Orders about her 'demands' Orders told him to do whatever Grace wanted. Pushing the elevator call button as she playfully wrapped her arm back around his, pushing her large wonderous cleavage against his shoulder as he fidgeted…

What is it about these Superbabes?! He doesn't get this way around his regular porn girls! Sorcery!

But he forgot all about such weird thoughts as she pinched his cheek gently, "What can I say, Sweetie… I know what's good for me." She purred, as she escorted him into the elevator.

He was quickly beginning to believe that what was good for Grace was good for everybody.

End

I was thisclose to actually going through with 'Frank' and 'unavoidable mandatory enjoyment' Wonder Woman into banging something above her usual type. But then I thought... nah, her banging a Superboy would be funnier, and somehow more appropriate.