There is "Adult" genre involved in this story. Be forewarned. This is in no way meant to be misinterpreted of any characters who are the properties of DC comics or anyone else. This is not for sale or resale. The following is strictly for free amusement.
American
Diviante'
Part One
by TomCat
The final selection was about to be announced. The whole world was watching.
Angelica was only 18 and had captured the hearts of everyone around the world
with her heart warming, sometimes suprisingly emotional and always flambouyant
renditions of several pop songs. Tonight was to be her night.
In a preinterview of Angelica she was asked if ther were one thing she would
like most of all in the world if she were to win the crown of "American Diva",
besides the usual "Peace among children" and "Goodwill to men" stuff was
her wish to have Supergirl award her with her crown and her rose bouquet.
And the moment was at hand. Angelica was just catching her breath from her
erotic rendition of Dwen Stefani's Keep on Dancinnn' in her black shiny leather
bikini with thigh high boots whipping through the air as she danced with
her all girl troupe. Her well tanned athletic skin glistened with sweat as
her long full mane of blonde hair whipped back and forth across her darkened
piercing blue eyes.
As she danced, a full black locket around her neck was clearly bouncing it's
way back and forth between the two most athletic and most proportioned sides
of clevage that the tiny black piece would yield. Several mouthes were not
only salivating at a chance high kick to catch a pussy hair or two but yet
again dtstracted above at the chance of a nipple slip above with the movements
and smile that captured the world. The world was after all watching.
************************************************************
As supergirl watched from a balcony from across the country in Washington
DC, Wonder Woman was pulling herself out of bed. "You'd better hurry", said
Wonder Woman. "Wait for me and dont' go to sleep on me" replied Supergirl
as she leaned in for a kiss that for Wonder Woman seemed a lifetime. The
refreshed silky wetness of Supergirls rose lipstick sliding across her own
made Wonder Woman wet again and unconciously offereing her tongue to her
blonde friend. Seconds seemed like minutes as the commercial break ended
and the winner was to be announced. Pulling herself away from Wonder Woman
in a wet line of spit dangling from their tongues, they both licked their
lips in anticipation of later that evening when Supergirl would return. With
the world watching, would Supergirl deny a fan so highly regarded by the
public? Much less an innocent 18 year old who swore to model her career in
the likeliness of Supergirl. "I'm going to need that" said Supergitl as she
slowly slipped her silk cape off of the smooth shoulders of the naked Amazon
goddess who had been using it as a soft slinky over the shoulders cover.
Across the country towards Hollywood she flew like a dart knowing and thinking
the whole time there was no time to spare. After all she reassured herself
with a grin, she had just left the bedroom of the earths most supreme brunette
with a body unrivaled by any anyone.
........"AND THE WINNER IS .........ANGELICAAAAAA !!!!!!.......The crowd
was estatic with jubilation and applause. So loud was it that Supergirls
entrance on side stage was hardly noticed. Supergirl had missed it all. "Where
in the Hell have You been You ARROGANT BITCH !!!" Angelica's manager Stephanie
shouted at Supergirl... "I've just left our nations capital Washington DC
and"... "GO TO HELL YOU SELF SERVING BITCH" retorted Stephanie. "DID YOU
SEE the damage youve caused her tonight"? "Someone else had to give her her
crown, her roses and her congrats hugs while you were nowhere to be found".
"You arrogant BITCH" snapped Stephanie as she slapped Supergirl hard across
her right cheek.
Normally this would have had no impact at all on Supergirl but this time
it stung. Supergirl couldn't in her swarming mind tell if she'd imagined
the pain through her incongenial descression or if it was for real. None
the less she wanted to make amends. As she lifted herself off of her knees,
embarassment from the slapdown was the farthest thing on her mind as every
backstage hand had just witnessed the most powerful female on earth just
get slapped to her knees. Something else had happened in the process. Supergirl
in her shocked and humiliated state had become entranced in Stephanie's fishnet
stockinged calves and thighs in her black high heels as she walked away.
Forgiveness from her wanton desire of Wonder Woman was on her mind and she
summoned the strength to surmise that Stephanie was no doubt headed for
Angelica's dressing room. Embarassment gave way to something more primative
than rational thought. Deep inside Supergirl knew that the things Wonder
Woman and her were doing were wrong but she could survive this, after all,
no one knew what an intimate relationship they shared.
Slowly Supergirl crept through the corridor of the stadium following the
clicking footsteps of Stephanie's heels. At an unobvious door she stopped
and gave a code knock. The door opened and as Stephanie entered Supergirl
rushed to the outside of the door to listen. There was nobody else around
in the dim hallway. Hating herself for her forgetfulness and still wondering
why she had no powers while overwhelmingly ashamed of herself for her tardiness,
Supergirl just listened as a human. The deafening silence of a corridor in
a stadium offered perfect hearing. "I'm so sorry my little angel", I thought
she would be there. I've been campaigning it for months and that stupid dimwit
shows up minutes after the fact". "Wait", Angelica responded, "she's here...
now"? Stephanie reached across Angelica's face and wiped her tears away.
"You dont' need her anymore sweetheart, I'm all you'll ever need" as Stephanie
smothered Angelica with a mouth watering kiss. The frustration of not being
able to see through the wall and the humiliation that bitch Stephanie had
just put her through was enough to stop Supergirl from masterbating in the
hall and charge in the door at Stephanie who had started this soap opera
on her biggest fan except for Wonder Woman and set things right with Angelica.
Surely her red skirt would cover her wettened panties?
No sooner as Supergirl entered she knew she was done for. That locket that
had bounced around Angelica's neck was the truest form of Kryptonite known.
The first to go was her knees as Stephanie shut the door behind her. On her
elbows and knees Supergirl did her best to reach for the doorknob only to
be grabbed painfully by the hair by Stephanie and pulled to a prone sitting
position with her arms dangling helplessly at her sides with her knees bent
and the red booted heels tucked under her ass and skirt. Her only thought
at the moment was the times Wonder Woman role played and she was submissive
to her. These two women however were not friends at all. They had kryptonite
and were so clever in their deciet she knew she was in big trouble. In a
few submissive dreams in the past she'd wished there were some Kryptonite
handy when Wonder Woman had her at a breaking point or two. Where on earth
did they aquire it though? As it appeared just before she blacked out, Angelica
was raising her sweat soaked beautiful 18 year old busty frame wearing her
black leather bikini, bronzed sculptured body seductively toward her with
her graceful thigh high black shiny leather boots and he JFL long string
sweaty blonde hair sculpturing her darkened piercing blue eyes... all went
dark.
...to be continued
WIZARD'S LAIR
MAIN
PAGE NEXT
CHAPTER