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Helen didn't speak, but her hands already moved.
Henry smiled knowingly.
He pulled Helen close, his strong arms encircling her lithe frame. Leaning in, he captured her lips with his own in a searing, passionate kiss.
His mouth moved against hers with a hunger that stole her breath, tongue delving past her parted lips to tangle with hers sensually.
The heated kiss lingered for a few long, breathless moments before they reluctantly parted. Desire-darkened eyes met as Henry's hands slid down to Helen's hips, giving them a possessive squeeze.
With a shared, unspoken agreement, they began clothing of each other with growing urgency.
Fingers fumbled with buttons and zippers, tugging impatiently at fabric until finally, gloriously, nothing remained between them. Cool air kissed heated skin.
Helen's eyes widened appreciatively as she took in the impressive sight of Henry's rigid, straining erection jutting proudly.
She licked her lips unconsciously, a shiver of anticipation running through her.
Shaking her head to clear the fog of lust, Helen raised her arms, gathering her long, silky black tresses.
With deft fingers, she twisted the glossy locks into a high ponytail, securing it with an elastic band. The style exposed the elegant column of her neck, as well as framing her face perfectly.
Rising gracefully to her feet, Helen sauntered over to where Henry stood, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step.
Reaching his side, she sank fluidly to her knees before him, bringing her face level with his jutting erection.
Her slender fingers curled around his thick shaft, thumbing over the weeping slit at the tip.
Helen extended her little pink tongue, dragging the flat of it along the underside of his cock in a slow, deliberate lick.
She savored the salty-sweet flavor of his pre-cum, the heady musk of his arousal filling her nostrils.
Swirling her tongue around the swollen crown, she flicked it teasingly over the sensitive ridge before taking him fully into her hot, wet mouth.
Her lips stretched obscenely around his girth as she began to bob her head, taking him deeper with each pass. She hollowed her cheeks, creating a delicious suction as she worked him in and out of her slick channel.
One hand pumped what she couldn't fit, twisting and squeezing in tandem with her movements.
After several blissful minutes of worshipping Henry's magnificent cock with her mouth,
Helen finally released him with a wet pop.
She sat back on her heels for a moment, catching her breath and relishing the sight of his glistening, straining erection, knowing she'd put it in that state.
Rising fluidly to her feet, Helen sauntered over to the bed, crawling onto the plush surface with a look thrown over her shoulder.
She settled back against the pillows and spread her thighs in open invitation, the delicate pink petals of her sex already glistening with evidence of her desire.
The cool air of the room kissed her overheated skin as she lay there, her body an offering for Henry to claim. Her dusky nipples peaked into tight buds atop the generous mounds of her breasts, the gentle rise and fall of her chest betraying her quickened pulse.
Henry knelt between Helen's parted thighs, the head of his cock nudging insistently at her slick entrance.
With a low groan, he pushed forward, the broad tip parting her folds as he began to sink into her welcoming heat inch by glorious inch.
"Ahhh, fuck yes," Helen whimpered, her head falling back against the pillows as she stretched to accommodate his impressive size.
Her nails dug into the taut muscles of his shoulders as he bottomed out, fully sheathing himself inside her.
Giving her a moment to adjust, Henry began to move, withdrawing until just the tip remained before surging back in.
He set a steady, deep rhythm, angling his hips to hit that perfect spot inside her with every thrust.
*Plap* *Plap* *Plap* *Plap*
The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin and Helen's increasingly loud moans filled the room.
Wrapping her long, shapely legs around his trim waist, Helen locked her ankles at the small of his back, using the leverage to meet him thrust for powerful thrust
Her velvety walls gripped him like a vice, rippling along his length as he plunged in and out of her soaked cunt.
As Henry continued his relentless assault on Helen's senses, he leaned down to capture one of her straining nipples between his lips.
He suckled the stiff peak with just the right amount of pressure, teeth grazing ever so lightly as his tongue swirled around the sensitive bud.
"Oh god, yes!" Helen keened, her back arching to push more of her ample breast into his eager mouth.
The dual sensations of his hard cock driving into her core and the wet heat of his mouth on her breasts sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins.
Henry lavished attention on first one nipple, then the other, switching between them with skillful precision.
His large hands kneaded the soft, supple flesh, thumbs and fingers plucking and rolling the pebbled peaks as he thrust into her harder, faster.
The combination of his talented mouth, expert hands, and the delicious drag of his thick shaft along her inner walls quickly drove Helen to the brink.
Her legs tightened around him
"Harder, faster. Aah~" She demanded while moaning.
In just few minutes the overwhelming flood of sensation quickly became too much for Helen to bear.
"I'm...I'm gonna come!" she cried out, her voice strained and high-pitched with impending ecstasy.
Henry redoubled his efforts, pounding into her slick heat with his superman stamina. He could feel her inner muscles beginning to flutter and quake around him, signaling her imminent release.
With a guttural growl of approval, he sealed his lips around one straining nipple, sucking hard as he thrust particularly deep and grinding his pelvis against her clit.
The added stimulation proved to be the final push Helen needed.
"HENRY!!" she screamed as her orgasm crashed over her, back bowing off the bed as her pussy clenched down on his cock tightly.
Wave after wave of mind-blowing pleasure radiated out from her core, making her entire body shake and shudder.
Even with the immense stamina and control granted to him by his Superman Serum, Henry always made a point to time his releases to coincide with his partner's.
There was something deeply satisfying about feeling them climax in his arms, knowing he'd brought them to such heights of pleasure.
Matching his climax to Helen's was no different. The feeling of her velvety walls clamping down on him rhythmically, With a guttural groan of her name, he let himself go, spilling his hot seed deep into her welcoming channel in powerful spurts.
Still joined with Helen, Henry leaned down to capture her lips in a deep, sensual kiss. His tongue delved into her mouth, tangling with hers in a dance that left them both breathless.
Henry's impressive erection remained rock hard and ready for more, his Superman stamina allowing him to continue indefinitely. The only limiting factor was the endurance of his sexual partners.
After a brief respite to catch their breath, Helen turned to Henry with a coy smile, her eyes smoldering with renewed desire.
"I'm ready when you are, stud. Let's see what other positions that amazing body of yours can manage."
With a predatory grin, Henry flipped Helen over onto her hands and knees, admiring the delectable view of her heart-shaped ass raised invitingly.
He gripped the soft, plump globes firmly, kneading and spreading them apart as he notched the broad head of his cock against her slick entrance.
"Brace yourself, beautiful," he growled, his voice a low, husky rumble. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her welcoming heat, the obscene squelch of her wetness filling the air.
Helen let out a low, wanton moan as Henry filled her completely, her back arching to present herself more fully.
"Yes, just like that!" she encouraged, rocking her hips back to meet his thrusts.
*Pah* Pah* Pah* *Pah*
The room echoed with the lewd symphony of skin slapping against skin and the creaking of the bed frame under their passionate coupling.
Henry set a relentless pace, his strong hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her. Each deep, forceful stroke dragged across that special spot inside her, sending sparks of ecstasy shooting up her spine.
Helen matched him thrust for powerful thrust, the filthy wet sounds of their joining spurring her on.
She reached back to tangle her fingers in his hair, pulling him down for a messy, open-mouthed kiss.
Tongues dueled sloppily as they fucked, lost in the primal rhythm of their bodies moving as one.
As Henry pounded into Helen relentlessly, his gaze was drawn to the mesmerizing sight of her long ponytail swaying hypnotically with each powerful thrust.
Seizing the opportunity, he wrapped his fist gently but firmly around the silky strands, giving a light tug that arched her back and tilted her head to the perfect angle.
"Mmmm, fuck yes," Helen moaned, the slight sting of her hair being pulled sending an extra jolt of sensation straight to her core.
She pushed her hips back to meet him, relishing the feeling of his thick shaft stretching and filling her so completely.
Henry leaned over her, one hand still gripping her ponytail as the other snaked around to fondle her bouncing breasts.
He alternated between claiming her lips in searing kisses and trailing his mouth along the elegant line of her neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin.
His hips never faltered in their relentless rhythm, each deep stroke hitting that magical spot inside her that made stars explode behind her eyelids.
The intense stimulation of Henry's skilled lovemaking quickly propelled Helen toward the precipice once more.
Her inner muscles began to flutter and clench around his pistoning shaft, the telltale signs of her impending release.
"Oh god, I'm...I'm gonna come again!" Helen keened, her voice high and thready with desperation.
She pushed her hips back frantically, seeking more of that delicious friction, her body coiled tight as a spring.
With a hoarse cry of Henry's name, Helen came again, her pussy spasming almost violently around his thick length as her orgasm crashed over her.
Her juices gushed out, coating his cock and balls as he continued to thrust through her climax, determined to prolong her pleasure.
Feeling her walls ripple and quake around him, Henry allowed himself to let go as well. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, his cock pulsing as he painted her inner walls with thick ropes of his potent release.
The sensation of his hot seed flooding her channel triggered another mini-orgasm, making Helen see stars.
As the night wore on, Henry and Helen lost themselves in a haze of passion and pleasure, their bodies entwined in a seemingly endless dance of ecstasy.
Henry's Superman stamina allowed him to continue for hours, bringing Helen to the pinnacle of bliss over and over again with his skilled touch and relentless lovemaking.
But even with her own impressive stamina, there was a limit to what Helen's mortal body could withstand. Thus the long night of passion came to an end
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The next morning, the first gentle rays of sunlight slipped through the window, dancing across the floor, finally landing on Henry's flawless face.
His lashes twitched, then slowly opened.
The ceiling above was unfamiliar, the minimalist chandelier unassuming, and the air carried the scent of a woman and a comforting warmth.
He turned his head, finding a woman still asleep beside him.
Helen Cho.
She had shed her strong, polished exterior, resting peacefully like a defenseless child.
Her long, black hair cascaded across the pillow, a few strands brushing her smooth forehead, rising and falling with her steady breath.
Henry propped his head on one hand, lying sideways to observe her quietly.
He realized he was seeing a woman this closely, perhaps for the first time.
"I have to admit, she's far cuter asleep than when she's in a lab coat, seriously discussing gene sequences with me," he mused inwardly.
He reached out to brush the strand of hair from her cheek.
Sleepily, Helen murmured and turned, curling into his arms like a little cat, draping a long leg over his waist.
Henry: "…"
He felt wrapped in tentacles.
"Hey, Helen," he whispered, warm breath grazing her ear.
"If you keep sleeping like this, I might have to conduct some… um, anatomical research."
Helen stirred, eyelashes fluttering, then slowly opened her eyes.
They were still misty with sleep, a little hazy and alluring.
Seeing Henry so close, she froze for a few seconds before her cheeks flushed bright red.
"Good morning."
Her voice was husky with sleepiness, soft and gentle—entirely unlike the composed professional she usually was.
"Good morning, my genius doctor," Henry smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Sleep well? Any strange dreams? Like… being kidnapped by a handsome, charming superhero?"
Helen rolled her eyes at his teasing, the last traces of embarrassment and shyness melting away.
She tilted her head up and pressed her lips to his.
"I did have a dream," she said with a laugh.
"I dreamed I conquered a god."
"Oh?" Henry raised an eyebrow, watching the bold, captivating woman in his arms.
"So… do you think you conquered me, or I conquered you?"
Foreheads touched. Noses brushed. Breaths mingled.
The atmosphere grew electric.
"Perhaps…" Helen whispered, gazing into his deep eyes.
"We conquered each other."
Henry smiled.
He liked that answer.
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