Win Some, Lose Some
by Matt Van Opens
Hi all,
Once again if you are confused by any of this I direct you to Matt_Seraphim – backstory for further information.
Otherwise I’d like to give my usual thanks to my fellow writers and pic creators. Especially Thom Gall, Supergirlx, Wizard, Mr. X, Broadbuster/Vigman, Nomad, Tommyboy, and many more who I can’t recall off the top of my head.
Mid-1990’s – post Cleo incident
There wasn’t much left for Matt to do but pick up his cloths and head out before the cops break down the door. This was the last thing he thought would happen when he chased the burglar that evening.
Matt was just bouncing around town that night not really paying attention to what was going on. It’s been about two months since he lost Cleo and collapsed the dorm killing hundreds. He was lucky the Government hadn’t found him yet, but that is actually the last thing on his mind. What really bugged him was that he was already starting to forget the details surrounding Cleo; what she looked like, how she sounded, the ways she’d move her body to the music…*sigh*.
“Did I really love her?” Matt questions to the open air. He barely heard the sound of an alarm going off as he bounds through the city.
Matt lands in the alley way close to the alarmed building and walks onto the scene. Broken glass from the large display window lines the streets, drifting his gaze into the store the window wasn’t the only broken glass around. Inside was what is left of a Jewelry store display cases, most are quite smashed and missing their contents.
“Cops will be here soon, I’d best not be here when they arrive,” Matt says and is about to head on his merry way when he notices a trail of glass heading to the south. He follows it into a near by alley, just rounding the corner as a pair of headlights come on in front of him. The car they are attached to peals out towards him, diving out of the way he catches the face of an attractive young woman with short cut black hair as the car speeds down the street.
“That’s got to be the thief,” Matt thinks and begins to bound after it. Leaping about a block at a time he keeps pace with the sedan as it heads towards a less than reputable part of town. Not that Matt really knows this, lately he has never been in a city long enough before needing to head out because of unwanted attention.
After about a half an hours pursuit he finds the car parked along the side of the road, empty. Matt checks around the car a bit but can find no trail.
“HEY, get away from her car.” Matt hears, turning he sees four women dressed in very tight and flashy cloths. Each of then are wearing short shorts or short skirts that leave nothing to the imagination. All are Caucasian with a variety of hair colors, mostly of the dyed variety. If Matt hadn’t been spent the 7-8 years in the care of the government he’d probably realize that he’s staring at four hookers.
The fabulous foursome begin making their way towards Matt who finally realized that he’d been staring. The lead woman begins speaking again, “You know if you continue to stare we’re going to have to charge a lookers fee.”
Snapping out of it Matt lightly shakes his head as the four ladies of the night encircle him with his back to the car. Less than a step away they stop, if Matt were to make almost any arm movements I’d be knocking into some of the best fake cleavage money can buy.
Stumbling over his works Matt speaks up, “I-I’m sorry. Do you know who’s car this is?” He shifts uncomfortably a few times as he notices his cock begins to grow at the sight and heavily perfumed smell of these women.
“Sure do, but only if you’re able to pay our price.” With that the leader sensuously swirls her tongue around her painted lips, some of the others follow suit.
“W-what price?” Matt says stepping back into the car.
“Oh it’s not that much…” And with that the two closes to Matt’s sides close in and wedge his arms between their tube top covered cleavage while the lead woman closes and sends her arm down his pants. “mmmm, this should do.”
“No you really shouldn’t.” Matt protests fall upon deaf ears as the fourth woman moves in and begins to loosen his pants so the real fun can start. “This is getting out of hand” Matt thinks, “I’ve got to get out of here.”
And with that Matt attempts to leap out and straight into the side of a building, falling unconscious onto the sidewalk. “Looks like he forgot to look before he leaps, huh girls.” The lead woman says she moved towards him. “Tell Maggie that we have her pursuer and that we’re brining him up.”
Matt awakens tied spread eagle in the middle of a king size bed. That was the first thing he noticed, the second was that he was, of course, naked, and third was that he had a raging hard-on. From the corner of the room he hears, “So you are finally awake, good now to have some real fun.”
Matt follows the voice to it’s source, it was the same woman he saw earlier in the car, short black hair, an attractive face and body to match. She was naked as well with a deep tan that stopped at her bikini lines. Atop her C cup breasts sat a pair of smallish nipples. Maggie begins to walk towards her bound captive swinging her hips seductively.
Upon reaching the bed she sits next to Matt and begins to move her fingers over his nipples in slow circles. “Now, lets see if how open you are to answering some questions. The more you lie the longer your torture will be, but more fun for me. So please don’t tell the truth too quickly. Mmmmmmm…Now who are you working for?”
“What? I’m not working for anyone.” Matt response, as his nipples begin to harden from her soft manipulations.
“I see you want to play hard ball, fine by me.” Maggie pulls out a sterling silver woman’s bracelet. “I pinched this in this tonight’s run, I thought it’d look good on me but I think it’ll look even better on you.” With that she putts the bracelet around the base of Matt’s throbbing cock making an improvised cock ring. “Now where were we, ah yes who are you working for?”
As Matt begins to answer Maggie begins to stroke the 8 inch pole in front of her. “Ugh, I don’t know what you are talking about.” Matt replies between strokes.
The questioning continues for the next half an hour, with Maggie alternating hands and sometimes two fisting it. Occasionally she gives the stroking a break to caress his acking balls some. “Please stop, *uuuuugh* I don’t know what you are talking about.” Matt pleads for release.
“Well you defiantly seem to be holding out quite well. I’d have to say that only two others have lasted this long.” Maggie smirks, “But none have lasted past the next step.”
Maggie brings her head closer to Matt’s head and slips the tip past her puffy lips. She lightly flicks her tongue over the head and sucks gently. This drives the tortured hero further into a sexual bliss but one without a release no matter how hard he tries to cum.
Maggie slowly engulfs more of his dick into her mouth, stretching her lips out as wide as they can go as she brings in the 4inches of girth. Using her tongue Maggie caresses the underside of Matt’s ridged cock. After taking 6 inches Maggie begins to pull back out and begin the whole process again, sometimes taking a break to suck each ball separate (and together) while her fingers play over the shaft.
Finally after sucking Matt’s groin into submission and still not getting any answers Maggie comes up for air. “Truly impressive, I’ve never meet anyone who could remain defiant after all of that. And I’ve tamed some pretty powerful people, at least three other heroes like yourself.”
“Unnnngh…*moan*.” Is all the response Matt can muster as his throat is practically a no man’s land.
“Before I finish you off, lets get you some water.” Maggie heads off to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water as Matt’s cock bounces frantically looking for the capstone to the erotic spell that has been weaved upon it.
In an attempt to gather his wits Matt tried to think of a way out before his tormenter comes back. Alas she is not gone long enough to subdue his haze of lust completely but long enough to form a plan.
Maggie comes back with a glass of water, “Well you can’t really drink on your back like that, so let me help you.” Taking a sip from the glass, Maggie bends down and locks lips with Matt forcing the water into his mouth as well as her tongue. Matt sucks her tongue gently with each mouth full of water she transfers, trying desperately not to choke.
“That’s better, now to complete your taming. I believe those nice women that dragged you in here would be interested in buying your submissive ass.” Maggie says as she squats above Matt’s spear. Licking two fingers she teases her own slit a bit before lancing herself on Matt’s cock and begins to ride him like a bronco.
Maggie’s breasts bounce wildly as Matt tried to follow those orbs with his gaze. After a few minutes he can’t take any more his tries move his arms up to grasp those gyrating mounds. Maggie is not so far lost in her sexual bliss that she misses his attempts, “You…moan…want these, huh.” She says, and leans over so that they are above his face.
Matt lifts his head to meet them but because of their sequence thrusting they never stay in one place long enough for his mouth to latch on. His face does get a good tit pounding though, which is almost enough for him. Looking up to Maggie again with pleading eyes, he whimpers.
“mmmmmm…A pity, I’d hope you’d hold out a while longer before being broken.” Maggie moans, she slows down some and moves her body over to the side and begins untying the knots around his hands. With his hands free Matt latches on to Maggie’s breasts and quickens his tempo.
Using his powers in a way he never really though of until now he begins to dominate the speed at which Maggie rides. Using the most finite control Matt can at the moment he repulses Maggie a little bit coming off of each thrust, adding to the speed and friction. The additional tactile feelings of wallcrawling hands on her breasts are stimulating her beyond what she ever thought possible.
“Ooooooohhhhh god, maybe I will keep you for myself after all.” Maggie coes. Seeing his opportunity, Matt quickly moves one of his hands down to the bracelet and removes the make shift cock ring on a powerfull upthrust.
“UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH” Moans Matt.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYyyyyyyeeeeeeeessssssss!!!!!” Maggie shrieks. Walls buckle from the ferocity of her cry as Matt unloads hours of pent up creamy white goop into her waiting pussy. In turn Maggie clamps down like a vice upon Matt’s thrusting 8 inch long 4 inch wide pole.
With such ferocity it should come to no surprise that Maggie passes out on top of Matt, who lies there letting his healing factor kick in. Knowing the he has some time Matt moves Maggie off of him and rests for a while.
As dawn approaches, Matt unties himself and secures Maggie. Matt then finds not just today’s heist of jewels but what looks like several nights work. Leaving them out for the cops to see Matt places an anonymous phone call to the police and begins to gather his cloths…”Well you win some, you lose some.” He says to the unconscious Maggie as he leaves the apartment and heads for the roof.
The End
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