Paladin & Bombshell: To Be a Hero

Looking down at Elly‘s naked body in his arms, and those incredible tits, Aaron knew exactly what he wanted to do now. And his spent cock slithering along her thigh as it slowly began to swell again would make it plainly obvious to her, too. But he knew it was a serious question, and one that had been on his mind, too. Where did things go from here? How soon was too soon to tell her that he already thought he was falling for her? And was he actually falling for her? Or was he just enamored with the novelty of being someone more than just Paladin?

But, looking back at her, seeing more than just her body - that gorgeous fucking body, good Lord! - he saw Elly. Elly, the beautiful girl who’d invited him to dinner, talked to him, opened up to him and, even more incredibly, made him comfortable enough to let himself open up. No, it was clearly much, much more than just novelty. He didn’t need to wait for coffee to know how he felt.

“Well,” he paused to take a deep breath and collect his thoughts, “last night was amazing, and I definitely want to do it again soon. I mean, not just the… you know. I mean the dinner, the patrol, just sitting with you and talking, whatever,” He gave a warm smile and stared deeply into her eyes. “As long as it means I get to see you again.”
 
She laughed and caressed his cheek, "It's cute that you can't say it. I mean, you? Being shy?" Her laughter was not mocking or teasing, just light hearted and happy.

Elly looked down at her hands a moment. "Well. As far as us goes, I...well, I have an idea." She nibbled her lower lip, "I'm not doing so good as a solo hero. And you're not doing so well as a solo person. So maybe, since we really do get along and seem to just...click, maybe we can help each other out both ways."

She grimaced. "That was a terrible sentence." Shaking her head, she went on, "What I mean is, how would you feel about having a partner? As Paladin. I could go on patrol with you and we could fight crime together, go on missions all of it. I'd be learning from the best!" She raised her eyes and looked at him. "And then as Aaron, how about having a hot younger girlfriend? We can go out and do normal stuff; movies, dinner, whatever. So that way, you can be Aaron again. And I can be with you. I'd...I'd really like that."
 
“Younger?” he laughed, “Ouch.”

He looked down at her, running a hand through her golden hair, brushing the purple streak back behind her ear. His eyes met hers, and he found himself once again speechless for a second. So beautiful.

“Well, I guess that’d work well for me. And I guess since being my girlfriend’s not enough incentive for you…” he trailed off, his lips splitting into a grin, “I guess I wouldn’t mind partnering up.”

He pressed his lips to hers in a soft kiss, then rolled her over him onto the couch so he could slip out and rise to his feet. He slipped on the boxers that were conveniently left by the couch at the beginning of the evening, then went into the kitchen an began getting out the supplies so he could brew some coffee for his gorgeous new lover.

Lover. Yes, he liked the sound of that.

When he finally had the machine going, he turned around to face her, leaning back against the kitchen counter and feasting his eyes on the sight of her beautiful body, still wrapped in the fresh bed sheet, with the morning light shining on the smooth expanses of skin that peaked out from the folds.

“You know, for someone who refers to herself as the ‘hot’ younger girlfriend without a second thought - not that anyone would disagree with you, of course - you sure don’t have enough confidence in your crime-fighting ability. It’s not like I’d never heard of you before last night. You’ve been doing great so far, all things considered. There’s no shame in needing some help every now and then.

“But I am really glad you needed it when I happened to be nearby,” he said with a warm smile.
 
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"No shame for you, maybe," Ellie shook her head. "You're Paladin. You're the best of the best and if you need help, everyone just thinks "Wow, those are some serious bad guys," but it's different when you're just trying to get on your own." She sighed, "And you're a girl. It's "Oh, well, she was never a real hero in the first place," and they talk about you like you're a whore for wearing your costume."

The bitterness in her own voice surprised her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so down. Last night was wonderful. And it makes me so happy to be with you..." She blushed, "You really make me feel pretty amazing. I mean, I know I'm just another super girl but with you..."

She shook her head. "Anyway." She flew over to him and hugged him from behind, her hands running down his strong chest and over his muscles, her huge breasts pillowing against his hard back. "This. This I like a lot."
 
Aaron frowned when he realized that he’d struck a nerve. She certainly had a point, though; the difficulties facing female superheroes had never really occurred to him. He started to turn to face her, but stopped when he felt her behind him, pressing herself against his back and wrapping her arms around his heavily muscled torso. He looked down at her hands caressing him, and heard her voice softly in his ear, and a broad smile spread across his lips.

“You know, I wasn’t always ‘the best of the best,’” he used the term with a hint of sarcasm, “there was a point where I was just starting out, too. And if you’re worried about what people think of your costume, you can always change it. I can’t say I wouldn’t be disappointed,” he chuckled a bit, feeling that familiar heat swelling in his heavy, hanging member as she held her naked body against him, “but somehow I think I’ll be able to deal.”

He rested a hand on hers, squeezing it gently before turning to face her with a wry smile.

“Besides, you’re ‘the best of the best’s girlfriend,” he leaned in with a quick, firm kiss, “so fuck ‘em.”
 
"I'd rather fuck you," Elly answered. She kissed him back; this kiss lingering and heavy, hot and firm. She licked her lips as she pulled back, shifting to rub her breasts against his strong chest. "Or have you fuck me."

She could feel his huge cock stirring and hardening against her and her smile grew into a sultry grin. "Looks like someone agrees with me," she purred. Elly pressed her lips to his again, letting out a soft moan as his tongue pushed past her lips and into her mouth, claiming and tasting her.

He pressed kisses down her neck, her back arching, and her hands gripping his shoulders, "Oh, Aaron, God, baby," she gasped. "I want you, Aaron. Now. Please, remind me whose girl I am, make me yours, right here."
 
“Whatever the lady wants,“ Aaron murmured between kisses, his lips curling into a smile against her skin.

As he kissed along her neck and down her shoulder, he grabbed one of her huge tits, too big for even his large hand to encompass, and brought it to his lips. Sealing his mouth around her nipple, he sucked at it hungrily, drawing it into the warmth of his mouth and teasing it with his tongue, all while continuing to grope and squeeze her bountiful titflesh.

His other hand drifted down the small of her back to cup one of her ass cheeks, pulling her close, pressing his growing tool between their bodies. His hips moved almost instinctively, rubbing it against her stomach and smearing a few beads of watery precum on her skin as it swelled to its full size.

After a few more moments he pulled away, his steel-hard cock jutting fearsomely beneath his sculpted abs, above heavy balls that hung pendulously between his thighs. Bulging muscles moved beneath his smooth skin as he lifted her effortlessly onto the cool marble of the kitchen counter. He paused to drink in the gorgeous woman before him, giving her the opportunity to do the same to his powerful form. His eyes held the stare that she wanted from him, that she was asking for - the overpowering hunger of a man looking on his property, ready to use it as he saw fit.

Unable to wait any longer, he hooked his arm under one of her legs, lifting it up over his shoulder and letting the other dangle off the edge of the counter. He placed his cock head against the glistening folds of her pussy and pressed forward, stretching her lips around his massive girth, then began sawing in and out of her with his entire length in slow, agonizing strokes.
 
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Elly moaned and whimpered as Aaron sucked on her breast; his lips hot, hungry, and wonderous as they all but devoured her flesh. His hand mauled her as well, squeezing and groping. God, it felt fucking awesome! He was so hot for her, so turned on, that it made every touch electric. She loved how much he wanted her; it was heady and as intoxicating as the hardest liquor she'd ever had.

Then he pulled back and she started to breathe faster. Oh, yes. Oh, fuck, yes. She watched him as he stared at her; his eyes feasting on the sight of her. Her own worshiped this god of a man before her; perfect Olympian physique, a great fighter, a hero, and he wanted her. God! So fucking hot!

Then he pulled her to him, lifting her leg, "Oh, Aaron, God, yes, baby," she whimpered, her voice needy and desperate. "I want it, please, please, stud, fuck me, put it in me, God, I need it so much."

Then her breath caught in her throat as the head of his massive cock made contact. Elly's eyes flew open wide and then fluttered closed, only to fly open again, large and round, her mouth opening in a strangled joyous gasp as he plunged his huge cock into her tightness.

He'd stretched her wide open last night but her super human physique meant that this morning, she was as tight as if they'd never done it. And he stretched her. And stretched her. And filled her. And she loved every fucking second and every glorious inch. "Oh! Oh, Oh, ohhhh, fuck," she gasped.

"Yessss, God, you magnificent fucker," she moaned. He was moving in her, the thick column of dick pumping smoothly and slowly in and out of her hot, wet cunt. "Feels so fucking good, Aaron. Love this cock, love being fucked by it, filled by it, ohh, God, I want it in me all the time! More, baby, please. Harder, please, Aaron, lover, do me!"
 
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