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Unfullfilled Desires

By: LuckyVic



The characters in this story are property of DC comics. I have used them in honor of the comic series / show and admiration for the characters. This story is original and is in no way tied to any of the cannons of the DC Universe or Smallville. This story contains adult material of a sexual nature. If it is illegal for you to view such material, turn back now. This work is property of the author. Do not post this on any other site or use it for personal gain. It is for entertainment purposes only. Thank you.

Now for some brief background. This story is based off of the show Smallville, with a twist that Clark Kent (Kal-EL) wasn't the only child in the spacecraft. He was with his sister Karan Kent (Kara-EL). It is their senior year in high school and they should be considered 18 years of age. A few days ago Smallville was attacked by an unknown group of men. This story takes place a few days after. I don't know if I will post about the proceeding events yet or not. Again thank you, and I hope you enjoy.

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Clark was trying to wait as patiently as possible for Karan to get out of the bathroom. Their parents had left earlier that morning to go work on the rebuilding of the house and barn, but had left them explicit instructions to go to Metropolis and get themselves some more clothes, since theirs had been destroyed in the attack. And the only thing they had been wearing the last few days were some back to school clothes that their parents had just happened to buy that very day. He let out a deep sigh and then laid down on the bed with his eyes closed as he waited some more.

Finally done with her shower, Karan walked out of the bathroom drying her hair with an extra towel. Smiling at Clark she said, "Your turn dork." Turning she looked in the mirror to brush her hair, the tight boy shorts panties she had on below the towel just barely showing.

"It's about time." was all he said as he grabbed his towel and underwear. but as he passed her he couldn't resist the temptation of smacking her on the ass and then entered the bathroom to take his own shower. He tossed them on the counter near the sink and turned around to turn on the water. Although he doubted there was any hot water left. Fortunately cold water didn't bother him, he just didn't like taking cold showers.

Smirking Karan turned on the hot water faucet, still brushing her hair. Teach him to smack her hinny. Dropping her towels on the floor Karan stood there for a moment, topless, looking at herself in the mirror. She'd need to get some lingerie, and toned in order to compete with those girls at Bruce's. Shrugging with a sigh she grabbed some clean clothes and decided what to wear while shopping.

The water had been hot, miracle of miracles, but about two minutes in it got cold fast. So fast that Clark knew she had to have turned on the water outside. Reacting as he always did he jumped out of the shower and exited the bathroom, this time forgetting he was naked, and went to the sink and turned off the water. "Damn girl, just cause you got spanked you didn't need to try and freeze me."

Turning around Karan raised an eye brow. Her eyes flicking downwards for a moment before matching his eyes. A pink bra in one and a lacy pink and white thong in the other. "Yes I did." she replied, before turning back to the bed and looking at her limited options.

Clark shook his head and went back to finish his shower, now a bit grateful that the water was cold. About ten minutes later he got out with the towel wrapped around his neck and he was dressed in just his boxers, since he had left his jeans and t-shirt on the bed. He walked over to the bed and began to slide his jeans on.

Sitting on the other bed Karan watched him. "You gonna come out of the bathroom naked all the time? Dad might get mad. Not that you haven't done it before. Just saying..."

"I wouldn't have come out naked if someone hadn't turned on the hot water out here and nearly froze me to death. " he replied. "Besides it's not like I have anything you haven't seen before." He quickly added as he fastened his jeans and then began to put on the black t-shirt.

"Well you wouldn't freeze if you didn't smack my ass." she snapped back, sticking her tongue out at him. Scooting forward to the end of the bed she looked over. "You seriously need better fitting clothes if you ever want to get Lana. You dress like a dork."

Clark shook his head as he sat down and began to put on his socks. "And who says I even want Lana?" he asked her. He wasn't denying that was the case in the past, but the last few months, and even the last few days since the attack he was wondering if there might be someone else out there for him instead.

"Lana.. Chloe.. whoever you want in that perverted little mind of yours. You want them you need to dress better. You need.. class.. style.. not well.. umm.. farmer written all over you."

"Well we all can't be Bruce Wayne or Lex Luthor can we." Was his quick reply. "Besides I am a farmer, remember. Or at least the son of a farmer for now."

"You gonna be a farmer all your life? Or you gonna be a writer? And money don't make the man. The man makes the money. And a man with style makes a woman.. interested."

"I'm still young, I don't know what I want to be yet. I like writing, but there's so much out there. So much to see and do." Was his reply as he put on his boots. "But if you're so worried about my sense of style. I'll let you pick out a couple of things for me today."

"Ok." Karan said with a self satisfied smile. She'd get her brother civilized if it killed him. Besides she hadn't managed to play dress up with him since they were like eight. "Are you driving? Or am I?"

"No way are you driving my truck." He replied simply as he grabbed the keys and his wallet. "Let's go." He told her.

Later....

Stepping from the small changing room Karan looked over at Clark, the tiny white bikini covering the important bits. But not anything else.

Clark couldn't believe he had been talked into being an observer for his sister. But there she was modeling a white bikini in front of him and he was at a loss for words. It was obvious that while he was looking elsewhere his sister had grown up... nicely. "Uhm yeah that looks good." he said snapping back to reality. he was hoping the session was now over, but he doubted it. In fact part of him hoped it wasn't.

"Hmm.... do you think Bruce will like it?" she asked, fairly pleased at his response. Both his verbal confirmation, and disturbingly pleased by his more.. physical response.

Clark grimaced at the mention of the name of Bruce Wayne. They were friends, and Bruce was a good guy to hang around with. But he wasn't sure that he liked the idea of Karan being with him. Then as he tried to think about if Bruce would like this suit or not, he got a bit uncomfortable with it all. But then he wondered if he could discourage her from that direction. "Maybe, although the girls at his place usually wear less than that." He replied.

"True.." Karan said stepping back into the changing room. Seconds later the two pieces went flying over the door and landed on the floor at Clarks feet. Stepping back out Karan showed off an even tinier bikini. She obviously trimmed herself very close, all the better for an all over tan. The new bikini was blue and red stripes with invisible plastic threads. All the better for that tan she liked.

Clark was just picking up the pieces of cloth that his sister had tossed on the ground when she stepped out again. He gulped as he saw what she was wearing. He didn't think she'd go for something that small, granted he had seen her in less, but that was in the privacy of the Kent farm. She was actually thinking of wearing this outfit in front of others. He went to say something but nothing came out of his mouth. He was literally speechless.

Smirking Karan gave a saucy little shaking strut and went back into the changing room. tossing the new bikini out to him. "I want that one." A couple minutes later she walked out in a semi-transparent pink chemise with white lace trim. "How's this look?" she asked, wondering if the lower edge covered all her naughty bits.

Clark looked around to make sure no one was watching and then stood up walked over towards her and reached out and adjusted the bottom just enough to cover up what was showing. His face had gone beet red, however he wasn't about to let anyone embarrass her.

Leaning forward Karan stuck her butt into Clark's hands, innocently and completely accidentally... of course. "Clark!" she stage whispered at him. "Are you grabbing my ass?"

Clark shook his head as he couldn't believe she was playing around like this at a moment like this. "Believe me sis, you'd know if I was." He whispered back to her, and then on impulse he decided to have a little revenge and he squeezed her ass as he finished adjusting the bottom of the chemise.

"To bad.." Karan said mysteriously as she stepped back into the changing room. The door didn't quite close all the way, but Karan didn't notice as she pulled the chemise up and off her toned, tanned, and very delectable body. A body she thought was severely lacking in appearances. Too fat. Too lumpy. To icky.

Bending over she selected another item off the bench before her. Her buttocks bare and begging for attention.

Clark hadn't returned to his seat. In fact he had stayed where he was, and after looking to see if anyone was watching he took the opportunity to look through the slightly opened door. He saw his sister, and even though he knew that others would think what he was doing now was wrong he honestly didn't care. He couldn't believe how she could think her body was anything less than perfect.

Straightening up Karan slid a floor length even gown down over her body. Skin hugging it shimmer as it slid across her curves. Close as a second skin. Close enough to tease nipples into hard points of arousal.

"You know you actually look good in black." Clark found himself saying, although at first he thought it was only in his mind. It was only a few seconds later that he realized that he had said it out loud to her.

Smirking Karan stepped up to her brother and wrapped her arms around his neck. More like a lover than a sibling. Much more like a lover. Especially with as little as she was wearing. And the fact she wasn't wearing ANYTHING under the dress. Kissing his cheek she whispered. "Sometimes you say the nicest things. Still dress like a farmer, but you say nice things."

He smiled as his hands went to her waist instinctively. "I am a farmer... for now anyway." he said as he leaned down and retuned her kiss. His hands slid down and cupped her firm ass, which he squeezed again, longer this time.

Resting her hand on his chest Karan pressed lightly, forcing him back a step. "Hands..." she said. Just before she cupped his crotch and gave him a squeeze. "Now, you gonna step out or you gonna stay and watch your sister change her clothes?" she asked. Daring him to stay.

"Not like I haven't seen you do that before." He replied his hands still on her ass, and only slowly retreating. He had already looked and the sales associate was a bit busy with a line of customers, so she couldn't reprimand him at the moment. And he was liking the little game he and his sister were playing, the game they always played when they came to Metropolis since no one there knew them. Plus he was going to dare her to make him leave.

Grinning evilly Karan shimmed the dress up and off her body. the silky material teasing her nipples to hard pebbles. Winking at him she stepped closer, her lips caressing the edge of his mouth. Close... but not to close. Not..incestuous. That would be wrong.

Lifting a leg she rested a foot on the bench and stroked her inner thigh with a fingernail. A fingernail that came ever so close to touching her pussy. So very very close.

And then she did. She caressed her outer lips.

Clark smiled as he watched her. He pretty much mouthed the words "You are so bad." No one else cloud hear it, but with her hearing he knew she would. He also began to feel the stirring in his pants as he watched her, more specifically her hand moving.

"I know.." she whispered back, turning around and bending over. Her ass almost begging for a hard cock. Or was it her pussy that was begging. Begging and aching for something hard and throbbing.

Selecting a couple items she began to dress. A lace garter and matching stocking making their way to her body. Accenting her lithe form. Highlighting her delectable buttocks.

Clark looked back and saw the clerk was having some issues with a customer in line, being able to see through walls was a good thing at times. He then finished entering the small dressing room and closed the door behind him He walked up to Karan and again placed his hands on her hips and slid them over her tight little ass and down the side of her stocking clad thighs. "I think all you need now is a nice pair of heels." He whispered to her as he pulled her against him and ground into her backside.

"Heels? I need a hard cock deep inside me. Fucking me until I scream and cum. Too bad I'm still a virgin. And I'm not sure I'll find anyone MAN enough to take what I'm willing to give him."

Grabbing a mini dress she shimmied into it and slipped a pair of daring heels onto her tiny feet. "So how about it?" she asked.

"You look good enough to eat." Clark said and then leaned down and kissed her. Only this time it wasn't a brotherly kiss. He knew what she was going through, he was feeling the same things himself. In fact the only reason he hadn't hooked up with either Chloe or Lana was that he was afraid of hurting them. He and his sister had fooled around before, but they had never crossed the line in that way. They were both virgins, and like her, Clark was getting tired of it. He wanted to feel the warmth of woman wrapped around his manhood. Other members of the football team had already been with someone, just about everyone except him. Granted he was still young and had time, but he was tired of waiting.

"Maybe later.." Karan said. Sauntering out of the changing room, and past an attendant that had managed to approach from the rear of the store - the employee break area.

Clark exited not too far behind his sister. His eyes fixated on her swaying ass, but when he saw the other attendant he actually blushed. But then he winked at the woman and continued following his sister. "So where to now?"

"You need better clothes... Something that shows your ass, so you can get your balls drained."

Clark laughed as they got up to the counter to pay for her items. "And I take it you're going to advise me on what to get?"

"Obviously. Mom will get you functional, but not stylish.."

"Besides, you probably need to get laid as badly as I do. I wonder if Lana goes both ways. We could share her.."

"Or Chloe.. or Tiana.. if any of them are.. interested.."

Clark's eyes wandered as he considered that. "I actually have no idea, you'd probably know more then I would since you have the same gym class with her. I wonder how she is doing, haven't heard from her since yesterday. Same with Chloe, and Tiana, not sure about her. She seems way to shy. You might have your work cut out there."

"Or she just wants a certain something that you have.. and I don't.." Karan admitted, patting Clark's bulging pocket rocket as she walked past, bags twirling on her fingers.

"I swear if mom and dad ever saw us talking or acting like this they'd think we were insane." Clark said. "Besides there is nothing wrong with what you have." he said as he gave her tight rear a squeeze.

"Yeah, but I can't cum inside her juicy pussy. I can't make her scream "Clark.. fuck me Clark. Cum inside my dripping pussy baby.."," Karan said, leaning into to whisper in his ear. Just loud enough for him to hear. And for her breasts to brush against his own rather muscular chest.

"True for some of that. But you could make her scream Karan... fuck me Karan. Fuck me with a huge strap on." He said as he pulled her closer so he could feel her hard nipples against his chest. "Of course if we finish shopping early enough, I can always help you with your problem." He teased.

"Yeah.. like that will ever happen. I'm doomed to a convent. Mom and dad will make sure of that. Never to experience a hard throbbing cock pulsing inside me. Filling me with thick warm cum. Never to experience a real man pounding into me, his sweat dripping onto my naked breasts. Lips sucking my breasts. A firm muscular hand kneading my ass as I get fucked from behind. Never to feel my ass opened up by a thick long cock. Never to feel twitching cum filled balls draining down my throat." Sighing Karan walked off. Despondent.

Clark shook his head and went on behind her. He felt the same things she did, he doubted he would feel a warm pussy wrapped around his cock, as he thrust it into someone with all his might. But his sister seemed to be in more of a hurry for it then he was. One thing he knew for sure was he didn't want her to screw someone that didn't love her. If that happened he'd have to kill the guy. After a few more moments he found himself out front of one of the men's stores. With Karan looking in at the window. "Defiantly not the style mom would chose." He said and then walked in with her by his side.

She was sooo tired of her own fingers. She'd been stroking kitty for three years. And it was getting boring. Bruce was pretty much blind to her interest. Far more interested in all the half naked, and topless, hotties that would drain him dry. Of both cum and cash. But he had enough cash he didn't seem to care.

But even as she walked, her hips and ass still swayed with a motion that begged eyes to look. Begged and pleaded for hands and cocks to touch an fondle. If she had any less on, she'd probably get assaulted.

"Yeah, definitely not stuff mom would select." she replied, walking over to some jeans. "Try these.. I need to see what looks good. And these.. and yes I want to see them.. so you have to exit the booth with them on." Whispering she added, "Commando.. I need to see how you hang in them. May need to get you new underwear styles as well."

"I'm not wearing thongs." He said as he went in and removed the jeans he was wearing and even though she hadn't said it, he also removed his shirt, and then of course the underwear. She had chosen the right size at least he thought as he looked at the pants and then put them on. A few moments later he exited the booth for her to pass judgment.

"Stepping up, Karan pulled at the pant legs, checking to see tightness of the material. Making sure that he could still walk. Tight was nice to show off your ass, but too tight and you couldn't move. Kneeling in front of him she gave experimental tugs in places. Then she finally stood up and slid her hand down inside the front of the jeans. Her fingers cupping his cock and balls. Pulling her hand back and away from his skin, she seemed satisfied with the front fit.

And almost reluctantly she pulled her hand out as she walked around behind him. Cupping his butt cheeks she looked at the way the material moved and molded to him. Even pulling the jeans up, tight against his hard ass.

"These will do nicely. we'll get several pairs. And these are for school and dating. Not farm work."

"Umm.. you need to lose the hardon, Clark. I need to see.. which way it lays..."

"And how do you suggest I do that after you had your hand down my pants?" he asked her.

"Masturbate into your underwear?" Karan said, her fingers, and the palm of her hand, tingling where she'd touched his hard cock. The first cock she'd ever touched. And it was her brothers. She was sooo going to a convent. Maybe she'd find something harder than a hammer there. She was pretty sure pa was getting suspicious over the bent ones. eighteen hammers in 3 years. and none of them could open her up. Slim, bug, tungsten. Heavy duty Steel. Wood. Nothing fucking worked. Sometimes at night she cried herself to sleep out of frustration.


Unfullfilled Desires



"Either that or you could suck me off." He said, but figured she wouldn't do it so he went back into the booth. He lowered his pants and after thinking about it momentarily began to stroke his hard cock. Slowly at first, and soon a bit faster and faster.

Slipping her cell out Karan peeked it under the door and took a short film of Clark stroking it. Maybe she'd play with kitty tonight. AT least this was something new to look at.

Clark just happened to be looking down and saw the cell phone. He smiled and squeezed his cock harder, making the head bulge even more. He started wondering what her little kitty as she called it felt. He started imagining being the one to take her virginity, because it was obvious the hammers she had destroyed weren't working. That he knew of there had been at least 12. But he put that aside for now and continued to give his sister a show.

"Cum on my face Clark." Karan whispered. "Cum on my lips. Make me swallow your cum you nasty farmer. Shoot that thick load of cum all over my bush. Coat my pussy with your baby juice."

Smiling to herself Karan watched Clark stroking his hard cock. He looked about as big as Bruce. From what she'd seen of him in swim trunks anyway. And that one time in a Speedo. But Bruce had been checking out a topless girl at the time, and probably thinking about cumming on her tight titties and puffy nipples.

Clark picked up what she was whispering with his super hearing. He smiled and then stood up to give her cell another angle of him stroking his cock. He wondered what she'd think if she knew he was thinking about her naked, and him cumming all over her firm titties and hard nipples. He licked his lips and then opened the door with his other hand and pulled her into the small booth.

"Clark!" Karan squeaked. Shocked that he'd hauled her in here. She'd expected him to open the door so she could watch his little stroke session. But not to pull her in.

"Well you said you wanted some of my baby juice on you. Can't do that through the door." He said as he continued stroking his cock. His other hand reached out and he began to caress her breasts. He moaned almost instantly they seemed to fit perfectly into his hand.

"Yeah.. well you ain't cumming on me in a changing booth. Perv.." But she didn't leave. Instead she pulled back from the hand that made her nipples throb and her pussy ache.

Leaning back against the far wall she did pull her skirt up enough for him to see her kitty. The soft curls surrounding her moist lips. "Look.. but no touching.."

Clark licked his lips and smiled, but what she said just wasn't enough for him. "Are you sure about that?" he asked as he took her hand and placed it over his cock, and began to stroke it with her hand. After all she said he couldn't touch her, she didn't say anything about her touching him. The feel of her hand wrapped around his cock was beyond fantastic, finally he had a hand on it other than his own. It didn't matter that it was his sister's.

"Hmm.. I suppose I could do this.." Karan said, her slim fingers wrapping around her brothers hard throbbing cock, and stroking him. Slowly at first until she got used to the feel of a hard cock in her fingers. A real cock. A very hard cock. Stroking a little faster she watched as she started pumping her fist with his hips. Urging her faster.

"Mmmm that's it Karan squeeze it harder." he whispered with a partial moan and then let go of her hand and left it to do the stroking all by itself. HE could tell she was getting into this, almost as much as he was. In another move that would no doubt surprise her he slid his hand to her inner thigh and then up to her kitty which he cupped and squeezed.

Grabbing his questing hand with her free one, she stopped him. And pushed his fingers away from her golden haired kitty. "No touching.." she whispered. "or I stop touching.."

Just as she said the word touching for the second time, he leaned in and kissed her deeply. His tongue invading her mouth as he stepped closer to her. He moaned as he felt her hand squeeze him harder. "I'm going to cum." He whispered after finally breaking the kiss.

Still stroking him Karan wondered for just a moment. Then did the unthinkable. The forbidden. The unfathomable.

She dropped to her knees and took the head into her mouth. If he came in the changing room, even in his underwear it would make a certain smell. And well, that would lead to problems.

AS the head of her brothers cock entered her mouth, her tongue caressed it, tasting the salting flavor. It was amazing. And absolutely delicious.

"Oh God" Clark let out with a low moan as he let his head fall back. His hand found its way to her long blonde hair and he instinctively began to play with it, but not for long, because the feeling of her warm mouth was just too much for his virgin cock and after feeling her tongue a few more minutes he began to fill her mouth with his seed.

Gagging slightly at the sudden explosion in her mouth Karan swallowed as fast as she could. 'Damn there was a lot' she thought as she swallowed. Interestingly enough it kinda tasted like pineapple, or fruit. 'Must be all that damn orange juice he drank.'

Clark's head felt as if it had exploded and all he could see was stars. He didn't know how long he had his eyes closed, or for that matter how long he was coming. But when he finally opened them he wasn't coming anymore. He leaned forward and down to Karan's neck and began to kiss, lick, and suck on it as he moved his lips along her shoulder.

Finally releasing Clark's now empty cock Karan swallowed the last of his semen. his cum. Feeling it coating her tongue before it slid down her throat. But then he kissed her neck and shoulders and she jerked back. "Clark!. No." Insistently she pushed him away and looked down at his now softening cock. "I think it hangs to the left.."

"Bruce doesn't know what he's missing." Clark said as he removed the new pants and put on the old ones as well as the rest of his clothes. When he was done he grabbed all the jeans she had collected for him. "So where do you want to go now?" he asked her as he watched her chest rising and descending as she was still recovering her breath.

"Excuse me.. you need underwear." she said, standing up, her skirt falling back into place, her soft moist lips sliding from view once more. Opening the door she walked out. "Nice underwear. Something sexy for whomever you get as a girlfriend."

"You sure you want it for whomever I get as a girlfriend, or for yourself?" he teased as he followed her out. "Remember no thongs." He said as he walked to the counter and paid for the jeans.

"Maybe one.. for me to see you in.." Karan said. She kinda liked the way a thong looked on him. the way it molded to his cock and balls. But left his ass so visible. And well.. he had a really nice ass.. for her brother.

She had to be adopted. Just had to be. Otherwise the thoughts she was starting have about him... such wet thoughts.

Clark knew he was going to burn in hell for the things he was thinking about. But he didn't care. "Nice underwear for men? I don't think there is such a store." he told her as he collected his bags and began to walk out of the jean store with her.

"There is.. trust me.." She said. And she led him straight to Freddie's. Fredrick's of Hollywood for those not in the know. Underwear for men and women. some scandalous. Others..downright kinky as hell.

Especially when you want leather or latex.

"And just how do you know about this place?" he asked giving her a mischievous smile.

"I'm a girl... It's in my blood." She said. But she was thinking how much she'd like what was in his jeans inside her virgin snatch. To feel him inside her. His muscular body above hers, his sweat dripping onto her breasts as he pounded that hard cock inside her tight pussy. Not that she'd be tight after having that inside her.

Walking through the door she led him to the side of the store. Men's apparel. Mesh t-shirts. Mesh underwear. Latex. Leather. Silk. Satin. Spandex. Boxers, Boxer briefs, thongs. Everything.. except plain white BVD's. This wasn't that kind of a store. 

This place even had starp-ons.. and butt plugs. Everything for the kinky, or romantic, couple.

Clark raised an eyebrow as he looked around at some of the underwear they had for men. He couldn't stop shaking his head. "So after we pick some out for me, I assume we're going to pick out some things for you as well." He said as he picked up this tiny thing that he had no idea how he or any man for that matter could fit into.

"If you want. Though I have plenty of thongs, bikini panties, boy shorts and what not already." Grabbing a spandex thong she held it up for him to see. Bright blue it had a silver "S" on the cock pouch. "Must mean supercock. Or superfucker. I like it.." she said winking.

Clark shook his head as something caught his eye on the woman's side. It was a leather bustiarie, however it had holes in the area that would normally cover the woman's breasts. He then looked at Karan. "You get that, and I'll get that." He told her.

"Better get the right size..." she dared him. Selecting a super thong that would handle his package.

He looked at her sizing her up and then went over to the outfit and picked the one that he thought was the right size for her. He then brought it back to where she was. "I think this will fit you nicely." he said and then leaned into her ear. "What if I said I want to fuck you while you wore this? That I want to take your virginity. That I want to hear you screaming my name at the top of your lungs as we both cum." he whispered as he looked at the silk boxers.

"I'd say you're a horny perv, but your my brother so it's expected. Would you like me to try it on for size?"

"Oh and you aren't a horny perv as well? But to answer your question, only as long as I get to see it on you." He said not denying it, he was a teenager after all.

"Maybe.. someday.." she said grinning. Taking it from him she wandered around the store. Shooing him away to search on his own for a little bit. "Underwear. Boxers and boxer briefs. No nut huggers though. I need to find a few things myself..."

Clark walked around looking at the various things they had. Some of it wasn't bad he had to admit to himself, and yet others were just downright... wild. He found himself looking of to where Karan had disappeared to and even though he shouldn't he found himself looking into the room.

Walking around Karan made her selections discretely. Clark was ALWAYS so nosey. Had to know everything.

After awhile he decided to just go on looking at some clothes, they weren't all risqué after all. He actually found some nice black leather pants and a black trench coat. The coat especially could be something nice to wear when he went out on a date or other special occasion. 

After selecting several rather 'naughty' items Karan took them to the counter and had the clerk bag them up. Once her stuff was nicely hidden she went looking for Clark.

Clark saw his sister walking towards him and smiled. She had this look on her face that reminded him of the cat that swallowed the canary. "So what did you get?" he asked, although he doubted she'd tell him.

"Personal stuff." she said, reaching past him to grab some silk boxers from the wall display. "This look nice. Just imagine them sliding along your cock while you're dancing with Lana, and she's wearing a backless dress."

Clark chuckled "You sure are awfully interested in getting me together with Lana." He said as he showed her that he already had a couple of pairs in his hands. "Well I hate to disappoint you, but I don't think she's interested in me. In fact I think she has a crush on Lex." He pointed out.

"Well, I'm sure you'll slip her the monster choker one of these days. Her or Chloe. I know Chloe likes to watch you. Especially when she watches you walking away. Her eyes are always glued to your butt."

"Karan you almost sound envious." He teased.

"Nah, if I wanna see your butt all I have to d is walk into your room when you're sleeping. Naked boy..."

Clark laughed as he shook his head as he walked on still looking around.

Walking with him Karan took his hand in her own. Passing her packages to him, and allowing her to pick stuff for him to wear. But also, just holding his hand. "Sometimes I wish we weren't brother and sister.." she whispered.

"It would be easier if one of us were adopted, but we both know that mom and dad found us at the same time, and the same place. So I doubt that we aren't." he added in agreement. "Of course it's also possible that brother and sister relationships aren't taboo where we come from." He whispered back.

"But were from here Clark! We can't.. I know what I want.. but we can't."

"Well sometimes I like to think we're from another planet. Especially considering what we can do." he replied.

"Yeah.. freaky us.." Grabbing a pair of boxer briefs Karan thrust them into his hands. From the size they'd be tight to mold to his crotch, without binding him up.

"I mean why can't we do what we want." He said. "It's not like we'd be hurting anyone. Unlike if we tried to get close to anyone else that is."

"Clark," she said sighing. "Please don't.."

"Yeah depressing isn't it." He said as he looked at some boxer briefs and picked them up.

"Very.." As much as she wanted him to take her in the store. In front of everyone and fuck her silly. Pumping his cock inside her wet snatch until he exploded inside her .. she couldn't. He was her brother.

"Well I think I have everything I need here. How about you?" he asked as he held up all the items in the carrier.

Clark smiled as he took it from her and went to the counter and paid the clerk. The clerk looked over at Karan and then at Clark and gave him a smile and nod in approval. 'If only.' was Clark's thoughts, but he didn't correct the clerk on his wrong assumption either. Instead after he paid, he walked over and put his arm around her and kissed her hard.

When the kiss ended Karan looked even more depressed. Her eyes almost brimming with tears. To want that which was forbidden. It was so much like Bruce. She yearned for both of them. But she couldn't have either.

"Hey what do you want to eat? My treat." He said trying to cheer her up.

"A salad would be nice. I'm getting fat.." Karan said, shrugging.

Even though she'd rather be eating a cream filled hot dog, she wasn't allowed to do things like that.

"You are not fat, you have just as good a body, if not better than any of those skanks Bruce always has at his place. Now if he can't see the good thing he has in front of him then forget about him. Cause he doesn't deserve ya." Clark told her point blank.

"Yeah," she said, trying to be cheerful. She liked shopping especially for lingerie and stuff. And see Clark naked had, well, done things. And then when he'd exploded in her mouth. Well she'd realized just how badly she wanted him. But, forbidden fruit and all that.

"Damn right. The rest of the night is about you. I'll take you to get ya some food, and I mean a nice place, not the food court." Clark said trying to cheer his sister up. She was a pain sometimes, and yes his hormones at times drove him crazy around her. But he loved her deeply and hated to see her beating on herself. 

Before Karan had the chance to answer Clark's cell rang. He had to stop and put some of the bags he was carrying on the floor and then answered it. A few minutes later he hung up and looked at his sister. "Well it looks like when we are going to have the motel room to ourselves, when we get to Smallville. Dad is surprising mom with an anniversary dinner and night, they're coming up here to Metropolis and won't be back in Smallville until tomorrow evening."

"Ok," Karan said. Not really caring. Lost in her thoughts and personal torments he could have told her, her face was melting and she wouldn't have noticed.

"Well since they're having a night for themselves, why don't we?" he asked her. "We can get some food like I said, maybe a movie, and if it's too late afterward we'll go to a motel and stay there the night and head home in the morning. Which will still get us home before mom and dad." He suggested.

"If you want. It really doesn't matter Clark. A salad from Micky D's is fine.."

"Not for my little sis." He said as he put the phone away and then picked up his bags. "But let's please put these bags away. Hey do you have anything nice to wear for dinner, or should we stop at one more place and get you a dress?"

"I have jeans and stuff. Nothing.. dress up."

"Ok, one more stop then." Clark said. "Come on let's dive back into your environment and find you something for dinner." he said and lightly nudged her.

"Yeah.." Taking Clark by the hand she walked the mall once more. Window shopping for the most part, until she saw something.

Stepping into the new store she wondered if Clark would stay, or wait outside.

Clark thought about going outside to wait, but decided he'd stay. Besides she might want his opinion on what she would buy. And he did love watching her model for him. So he waited inside for her.

Walking through the medium sized store Karan looked at several dresses. Leather, Spandex, silk, satin. But nothing really - well - sparkled. Well not until she saw a two piece number. A loose miniskirt that would let her cross her legs, and a top that wouldn't crush her tits into some designers idea of a good shape.

Grabbing several she stepped into a changing room to try them on. Finding a size and color combo she liked. It was rather more than she'd wanted to spend, and a bit dressier than she was looking for. But.. oh well.

It was probably the last time she'd get to do anything nice for herself. For a long time. Putting the one chosen ones back on the rack she took her stuff and paid. Adding a nice pair of high heels with gladiator straps to the outfit.

Clark was a bit disappointed that he hadn't gotten the chance to see her with the outfit on, but he knew he'd get his chance later on. "Well now that the princess has her dress, we'll need to find a motel or a inexpensive hotel room for the night. We can change there and then go eat. unless you want to go to the movie first?"

"Your choice.." She said. "But one thing.. don't call me sis. Call me anything else.. just not sis."

"Deal... sweetheart." he said with a smile as they walked out of the mall and made their way to the truck. About thirty minutes later they had a room at a Best Western, had to get a room with a single bed since the twin bed room would have been more expensive. And all though Clark did have a nice amount of savings on him, his resources weren't unlimited like Bruce's or Lex's. 

Clark took his shower first, it was for him anyway a slow one. He wanted to make sure he was nice and clean as to not ruin this special day for Karan. Plus he needed some time to work down another hardon he had developed. When he came out with his towel was wrapped around his waist and his chest was bare. "It's all yours." He told her as he looked at the choice of nearby restaurants that the hotel recommended.

With bag of goodies in and Karan walked past Clark. Her free hand snagging his towel and pulling it off. Taking it with her. "To bad you masturbated..." she said. leaving the statement hanging in the air.

Closing the bathroom door she turned the shower on, stripping down and stepping in.

Clark stepped to the door. "But I'm sure you enjoyed the show." He said loud enough for her to hear him and then went back to the phone. He picked it up and made a reservation to one of the restaurants he had seen, after looking at the menu's they left for it. When he was done, he decided to take a quick peak on what his sister was doing before he got dressed. 




Unfullfilled Desires



Covered in body wash, Karan's sun and farm blessed body was covered in a soft foamy white cream, wet hair hanging down her back and pointing at her trim tight ass. Fingers stroked between her thighs as she masturbated. Not hard and urgent like a guy. But smoother, more paced. Gentle, but very determined.

Grabbing the shower head for support Karan's fingers sped up, faster and faster until they were a blur. Stroking her aroused clit.

She bent the shower head. 

Her eyes squeezed shut.

"Damn it!!!!" She moaned. 

Whimpering as her orgasm washed through her.

And she cried.

Clark had been watching her as she showered. He loved how the water cascaded off her perfect body. He so wanted to be in there right now, standing behind her. And when she slid her fingers between her legs and began to play with her kitty he couldn't help but reach down and begin to play with his cock. 

He kept pace with her fingers, imagining that he was sliding his dick into her and that he was making her moan that way. "Fuck!!!" he moaned as he sped up his hands keeping pace with her fingers. He wanted to close his eyes, but then he couldn't keep watching. Harder and faster he stroked until she came. He saw as she whimpered through her orgasm, and then when she started to cry he just stopped. He didn't care that he had been so close to another cum himself. He only cared about the pain that Karan was in. A pain he understood better than anyone else. It was at that point that he was determined to make this a night she'd remember. And then he began to get dressed, putting the black silk boxers on. Of course the hardon he was sporting made a huge tent in them, but he had to admit that he liked the feel of them against his skin. He then went and put on his new black dress slacks, and blue silk shirt that he had bought for special occasions.

Water cascaded across her body as she curled up on the bottom of the tub. She didn't notice the water turn cold. So cold a normal human would have been shrieking. So cold a normal person would have been disgusted by it.

Eventually she managed to stand up and rinse off. Wiping tears from her eyes she dried off. It took her awhile to finish dressing and primping, but well Clark wanted to do this. So the least she could do was make herself look nice for him.

Dressing carefully she made sure everything was in place, even her shoes, before she stepped out and looked at him. Even the redness in her eyes from crying was gone.

Leaning against the door jamb she looked into the room. Watching him put his shoes on. "You like nice, for a farmer."

"You sound surprised." Clark said as he adjusted the tie he added at the last minute. "Us farmers can clean up nicely when we are inspired by a beautiful woman."

"I'll find you a beautiful woman than."

"I'm already looking at one." He replied. "Are you ready to go Ms. Kent?" he asked as he picked up his wallet from the dresser.

"How about KAra... Like when we were smaller and you couldn't say my whole name. Not.. that word.. or Ms Kent. Nothing to make me remember that we're.."

Clark smiled when he heard her say that abbreviation of her name that he used to refer to her by as a kid. "Kara, it is then." He said as he slid an arm around her waist and walked her to the door. He opened it for her let her go through first.

A few minutes later Clark and... Kara were at the restaurant and were being seated by the hostess. It wasn't an extremely fancy place, but it was a nice little cozy and romantic place to eat at. Something Clark hadn't expected from the menu that was in their room.

Taking a seat Karan.. Kara.. smoothed her skirt under her legs, She wasn't sure she wanted Clark spending even more money. Especially in a place like this. They'd already spent sooo much. And this place was.. well. Expensive looking.

Leaning forward she looked at him, not noticing the way her blouse opened up, teasing EVERYONE. Almost, not quite, BUT ALMOST baring her nipples to anyone looking.

"Can we afford this," she asked.

Clark's eyes couldn't help but look down her open blouse and the treasures it barely concealed. He had been walking around with an erection since they left their room and that view just made his shaft twitch even more. And who could blame him after all, Kara was dressed to the impress this evening. He looked quickly at the menu to see if it was like the one in their room, and it was. He looked up at her and smiled "Not a problem." He replied.

"Ok," she said, leaning back into her seat again. The cool room had chilled her top slightly as she'd leaned forward, and now the cold material was pressing against her breasts. The effect instantly noticeable.

Of course Clark didn't tell her about the chunk of his savings this was taking. But he wanted her to be happy, and he would move Heaven and Earth to do that for her. Besides it wasn't like he was saving for anything specific. He kept looking around, a bit nervous, but also because his eyes kept going back to Kara's top and her hardening nipples. Even the waiter that came by and asked them if they wanted anything to drink had problems taking his eyes off of her.

"Just water, thanks." Kara said, moistening her lips. An innocent mover for her. But with what she was wearing, the cold room, the feel of Clark semen still in her stomach from the changing room earlier - well the lip moistening move did things to people in the room.

Even the waiters cock twitched. And he was gay.

Clark hesitated for awhile, and then agreed with Kara that all he wanted was some water for now. "So see anything you want to eat yet?" he asked. His eyes more on her then on the menu he was supposed to be looking at.

Debating how to answer that Kara look up at Clark. Her eyes looked like they might have been smoldering with lust. The look you'd see in a movie from the hottie cheerleader after the hunky football player. The rich heroine gazing at the mountain climber. But this was Kara looking at Clark.

"Yes," she said simply. Before she looked back down at her menu.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" he asked as he all continued to watch her. "And I'm not the only one that has noticed. Several guys got hit by their girl friends when we walked in, and even that waiter couldn't take his eyes off of you." He said with a smile.

"I think he was looking at you. Or he wanted fashion tips."

"Well he'd be going to the right person." He said trying to compliment her. He felt his cock twitch again as he looked at her, it was once again beginning to get uncomfortable so he had to readjust himself, he did his best to do it nonchalantly. Then when he was done he decided he needed to look at the menu for real before the waiter came back.

Shifting her feet Kara realized her error in choices of footwear, since she couldn't slip these off and tease Clark with a foot along his thigh, or calf. "I'm think of having the steak. The big 12 ouncer. It looks nice and juicy. Really thick too."

Clark looked up a bit surprised, after all she didn't eat anything that big at home. She must have been really hungry. Then he saw the look in her eyes. "Oh?! How do you want it?" he asked her. 

"Raw. Pulsing. Dripping down my chin." Then she smiled. "Clark. I don't eat that stuff. I just want a salad. Maybe a chicken Salad, Grilled of course. No dressing."

"Yeah I had a feeling you were just BSing." He replied and then with a twinkle in his eye. "I don't think you could handle a 12 ounce... steak." He teased. "I'm torn between the veal or their fish of the day." He added.

"Fish is healthier. Veal is just little cows stuck in tiny pens and force fed. That's gross. Besides. I heard you like eating Fish. Chloe said so anyway."

"That's funny she said the same thing about you." He replied and then continued looking through the menu. "I think the fish it is, and then some pie for dessert." He said, not noticing that the waiter had returned with their water. 

"Are you ready to order?"

"Yes I want the fish special, with a baked potato. For dessert some of that cherry pie." Clark replied, however when he said the last part he was staring right at Kara. "And the lady will have?" he asked leaving it open for her to say what she wanted and wondering how'd she continue their little game.

"Well.. I was thinking of having the big juicy twelve ounce steak. The really thick one? Extra rare with a baked potato and a lot of sour cream. Like a lot. Cause I think I love eating that stuff. But... I changed my mind and want the grilled Tilapia, I really like fish. And could I get a salad instead of all those sides? Maybe a piece of chicken on top? I might manage to get my brothers phone number for you.." she added at the end, not hinting that her brother was sitting across from her, but that he was probably at him.. and maybe even liked a little juicy beef steak himself.

The waiter had written down her order, and then was shocked when she had mentioned her brother. He couldn't help but wonder if he was blonde like she was, he loved blondes after all. But then he reminded himself he was in a relationship and decided to ignore her offer. "And what would you like to drink?" he asked.

"I'll have a Pepsi." Clark quickly replied although the look on his face was definitely one of shock at what his sister had said.

"Still just want water. Maybe with some ice? I think my date might need some extra ice in his as well. He seems to be sweating a little."

The waiter nodded, took their menus and then left.

Clark looked at his sister "I can't believe you said that to him." He finally said as he took the napkin and quickly wiped it over his face, since he felt like he was sweating, but realized that he was just flushed with embarrassment. 

"Said what?" Kara asked innocently.

"Offering that waiter my... your brother's number." He replied keeping the illusion that they weren't siblings. 

"I hear Whitney likes the boys. Heard he even thinks you got a cute butt."

"I never heard that." Clark replied. "Especially the way he and Lana when they dated. But I guess that could be why she broke up with him." then a chill ran up his spine as he thought about Whitney looking at him in the shower at gym class, or even during summer football practices since Clark had joined the team.

"Well, from what I've heard he wanted to do her in the ass, and she won't give it up. Since he also bought a strap-on for her to wear. So she could pound him royally. She said it was kind of funny watching him bend over the bed. But after doing that every night for a month she just called it quits."

"Damn you girls really do talk about everything. I better be careful with what I say and do from now on." He said with a wink.

"Yeah.. you'd better." Kara warned. Any word of their..date.. and he'd be lucky if she didn't stretch HIS ass with Whitney's strap-on.

"What else have you ladies discussed?" he asked now that he was curious. He also wondered about how to get Kara back for the waiter thing. He managed to remove his right show after some shuffling around and then he stretched it out and placed the soft cotton covered foot on her left and began to move It up and down her calf. He wasn't as limber as his sister or even Lana for that matter, but he wondered if he could get his foot up high enough to tease...

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Kara smirked, her hand sliding under the table on resting on his foot. Running a finger along the underside she wondered how long he could take being tickled...

"Actually yes I would." He said trying to hold back the laughter from being tickled. He ran the top of his foot alongside her inner knee to her thigh as best as he could. But with her hand on the bottom of his foot he was definitely having problems. And yet he didn't want to stop, he liked the idea of playing with her like this, as well as the possibility of someone catching them playing.

"Well.. most of the girls don't.. a lot of the guys do... and some of the girls wears guys.." she said cryptically.

"Huh?" he asked and then he felt her hand touch a nerve that caused a reflex reaction in his leg to straighten even more and he could have sworn his foot was now up her skirt.

"If the foot goes any higher.. you won't like the rest of the night.." she warned, looking over his shoulder.

"That was an accident." he replied defensively. "After all you are tickling it." he said as he began to move his foot back and away.

"You were putting your foot, where it didn't belong." Kara replied. "Underwear."

Before Clark had a chance to reply the waiter had returned with their food. And was placing it in front of them. Clark did his best to remove his foot completely without being noticed. "Wow has it been that long since we ordered. Guess time flies when your with a beautiful woman." He told her, doing his best to dig himself out of the hole he had created.

Snorting Kara ignored Clarks incessant attempts to compliment her. Once in a while was ok, but damn it was like twenty times today.

The food looked and smelled wonderful, and like most guys his age, Clark's attention had shifted to it. 

Quietly Kara ate, occasionally watching Clark. And like usual he ate like a starving child.

Clark was starved, maybe he should have eaten lunch today after all. It wasn't until he was half way done that he slowed down finally. Some of the hunger had been sastiated and he was able to look up and see Kara eating quietly and slowly. "What are you thinking about?" he asked her.

"Not much really. Wondering how long it's gonna take to rebuild. How many are gonna just give up and move away? Will any jobs be permanently lost? Will banks foreclose on mortgages during all this?"

"Well lot of that already has happened. Whitney's family was leaving this morning. As for the banks foreclosing, they say that there aren't any plans to do so, since the insurance companies are paying to have stuff rebuilt. Plus you have Bruce and Lex offsetting some of the reconstruction costs. But with banks you never know. As for how long it'll take, parts of the school need to be completely rebuilt. But supposedly they're talking about reopening the parts that can still be used in a week or two. They're also talking about bringing in trailers that can be used as classrooms so that we won't lose too much school time." He replied. "The football team has to report to the field tomorrow afternoon for practice, since it was decided not to cancel the season. To many people felt that it would be a good distraction from everything else."

Yeah, gotta keep the cheerleaders occupied.. and everyone else too."

"I'm actually nervous about it. I have less than a week to get familiar with receivers. Since Whitney left the Coach said I'm the starting QB. I spent the last few years as the running back and backup QB. Was supposed to be the same thing this year, now I'm going to be the QB. It'll be an interesting adjustment." He said. "But fun I guess."

"Well, Lana is staying from the last I heard. So you'll get to see her around. Still head cheerleader as well. I'll see if she'll flash you when you make a touchdown."

"Now why would she do that? Doesn't she have a crush on Lex? Or is it Bruce? I'm just a farm boy I can't compete with them." He said feeling a bit sorry for himself. "And who says I'll make a touchdown. I'll probably single handedly lose us the game."

"Lex has a thing for her. Or he has a thing for Bruce. Not sure with Lex. As for Bruce, that won't happen. She's never even been to his mansion. And she wears one piece swimsuits. No bikini's.. nothing skimpy at all. She'll never get him to notice her."

Clark looked at her but then decided she was just trying to cheer him up. He would notice her or Lana in anything the wore no matter how many pieces it was. But he doubted the same was true for Lana. "Anyway I'll be out of the room for about 4 hours tomorrow. Practice will be 2 hours long, and then coach wants me to look at film for another 2."

"Porn?" Kara asked with a smile.

"Not unless it's of you." Clark said with a wink. "No, film on Midvale from last year. most of their team is returning so he wants me to study their tendencies."

"I see." she said, placing a crouton between her lips and gently nibbling at its edges.

Clark went back to eating his food and drinking some of his Pepsi. 

Smiling Kara's fingers brushed against her fork as she reached for it. Accidentally knocking it to the floor.. closer to Clark than her though "Could you grab that for me?" she asked.

Clark swallowed some of his potato, wiped the access from his mouth. "Sure." he said and tried to reach down to get it, but then realized that he still couldn't reach it so he got out of his seat and went under the table to pick it up. Once he did he started to get back up, trying to be careful so he didn't bang his head on the table.

Unseen by him Kara grinned evilly, and parted her thigh's allowing him a glimpse. Just a glimpse of her treasure.

And since he was slowly getting up he had found himself in the perfect position to see directly up her parted thighs. He froze for what felt like an eternity then... then he grinned and leaned forward. He opened his mouth and let his tongue out and began to lick her inner thigh and straight up to her glistening slit. ...

At least that what happened in his mind. But what really happened was he forgot where he was and end up hitting the table with his head. Fortunately he had just barely hit it or else he might have broken it. However as he got up again he placed his hand on his head pretending to have hurt himself with the bump. But it wasn't his head that was hurting at that time.

"Get lost down there?" Kara asked.

"Yeah, but there was a light at the end of the tunnel." he replied. His mind kept going back to what he had seen, and he felt his shaft threatening to rip through his pants. "I'll be right back. Need to use the washroom." he said as he stood up, hoping his erection wasn't showing through the tight pants he was wearing as he made his way to the washroom.

"Don't be too long. Hope it's not too hard to use the bathroom here." she said, plucking a mushroom from her salad and stuffing it in her mouth.

"I'll show you hard one of these days." Clark grumbled as he quickly made his way to the rest room. Once inside he stood at the basin and looked at the mirror as he tried to calm himself. Maybe a little time away from her teasing would help him.

"Hey dude. Saw the chick with you.. She got a sister? I'd bend her over the table and do her there." some guy at the sink commented.

"Nope no sister, but she does have an over protective brother." Clark replied.

"To bad for you then. Fuck her behind the bleachers. Or in a corn field. those hicks in the smaller towns never seem to care. She looks like she loves it on her face. Just remember to wear a condom. Probably spread for the whole football team back home."

Clark snapped and grabbed the man by the throat. "That's my girlfriend you're talking about." Clark said as he squeezed just a little bit. He saw the man's face turning blue and then let go. He calmed down "The only one her legs spread for are me." Clark said as he began to leave the washroom. He then looked back at the man. "By the way I'm the Captain of the football team."

"Hick.." the guy said, alcohol on his breath.

"Damn straight!" Clark thought as he heard the man even through the door. He returned to the table, his mind no longer completely on his sister's treasure. But physically he was still suffering from his physical affliction. "By any chance are you done?" he asked. He really didn't want to stay in case that drunk tried something else and he wouldn't be able to control himself.

"Sure," she said, slipping long luscious legs from under the table and straightening as she stood. Her small silver purse in hand.




Unfullfilled Desires



He signaled for the waiter to bring him the check. Clark explained how their plans had changed, but he would still pay for the dessert that he had ordered and then gave him a few dollars over the standard tip. With that done he placed his arm around Kara's waist and escorted her out. He didn't say anything again until they were outside. "I'm sorry about rushing you. It was just that there was this rude drunk that said some nasty things about you and I nearly choked him to death." he admitted.

"That's ok. His girlfriend is in the girls room.. She's pregnant. It's his brothers." 

Smirking Kara walked ahead, her ass swaying very..provocatively. "And he's got a small wee-wee.. very small..."

Clark was visibly confused. "Huh? What are you talking about?" he asked as he followed Kara to his truck. "What happened while I was in the men's room?"

"Oh. Nothing. I just.. overheard his Girlfriend in the bathroom. She's umm.. bragging.."

Clark nearly burst out laughing as he sped up to catch up to her.

"Yeah.. apparently he thinks he's God's gift. And he's more like God's Joke."

"Is that the sort of things you girls talk about in the restroom?" he asked as he got to the truck first and opened the door on the passenger side for her.

"Of course.. Why else do you think we go to the bathroom together? I don't need help wiping my butt, that's for sure."

Climbing into the truck she knew her skirt was riding high on the thigh, but that was the whole reason about wearing something like this. Tease factor.

He found himself placing his hand on her exposed thigh. "And what have you and others said about me?" he asked genuinely curious.

"That's a secret.." she said with a smile.

"Good things I hope?" he said trying to get her to reveal something as he closed the door and then made his way around to the other side. Once he was in they drove off. "So what do you want to do next, it's your night after all?"

"I thought we were going dancing..?"

"If that's what you want then that's what you'll get. We'll have to find a club for our age though, doubt we'd get into any other clubs..." he said and then after a brief pause. "At least I wouldn't."

"And I would?"

"Kara the way you look, I think they'd beg you to go in." he said and then his mind flashed back to when she had flashed him earlier. He so wanted to close his eyes and enjoy that memory.

Reaching over Kara unbutton Clarks shirt a little. Spreading it open and showing his chest. Manicured fingernails caressing curly hairs. "Yeah.. you would as well." She said. One nail slipping just a little far inside his shirt and teasing a nipple.

"Keep that up and you might have a surprise waiting for you later." he said with a moan.

"Yeah.. whatever." she said nonchalantly. Sliding back to her side she looked out the window.

He placed his hand on her thigh and rubbed it as they drove around. Eventually they found what they were looking for and Clark parked and then escorted her into the teen club, his arm around her waist and holding her firmly against his body.

Not wasting anytime Kara took Clark straight to the dance floor. And once there, she should him just what cheerleader maneuvers, and flexibility were for. Her ass grinding against his crotch. Her body twirling, skirt rising up to tease. Breasts bouncing and jiggling in her top.

And when she faced him, her arms around his neck, her body swaying, her blouse opening and swishing, she teased him like nobody's business.

At first Clark was nervous about all of it, but after a bit he started to get into it. When she ground into him, he ground back into her. When she was facing away from him his hands were sliding down her ass and squeezing them before he pulled her back against his own body. 

And grind she did. Her tight ass sliding against his body. Riding his cock through their clothes. "Ever been dry humped Clark?" she whispered during one dance. Her body pressed against his. Her breath warm on his neck.

"Isn't that what you've been doing since we got here?" he whispered into her ear and then flicked his tongue over it as his hands slid down her thighs as far as they would go.

"Not even close." she whispered back, her pelvis most definitely grinding against him now. Her heat obvious. Her body pressing hard against his shaft. Stroking him.

He moaned into her ear as his hands slid to her ass and he pulled her even tighter against him as he ground into her with equal vigor. "But is it dry humping when one of the two isn't wearing any underwear?" he asked her, but he really could care about that answer as he was having way to much fun at the moment.

True.." she said, spinning away out of his grasp. And then back to him. But now she was behind him, almost kneeling, her hands wrapped around him. Stroking his crotch. His very hard and throbbing crotch.

He stayed that way for a bit to see what she was going to do next. Because so far he was loving every bit of this and didn't want it to stop. He had long ago forgotten about the others teens in the room it was just the two of them.

Sliding up his body, Kara's fingers dancing across belly to his chest. Fingers teasing the curly chest hairs. Stroking his hard muscular skin. Moving back to the front again, she rested her head on him. The dance slowing. Softer. More..romantic.

He rested his head lightly on hers as they moved around slowly with the music. Their bodies attuned to it and each other.

After several very long slow dances Kara was ready to go. They'd already been here for an hour. And danced the entire time.

"Do you want to get something to drink or just head back to our room?" Clark asked. he had been in a near constant state of arousal for the entire time they had been dancing together.

"Hmm.. In a minute. For the moment. Come with me." And with that she took his hand and led him through the crowd.

Clark followed her through the crowd, not sure where she was leading him. But he had promised to make this her night so he just went along with it.

Walking down a hallway, she'd overheard everything she needed to know earlier through the night, Kara stopped and shoved Clark into the girls bathroom. All the girls inside giggled, but didn't leave. Or scream. Or run out. A couple looked like they'd just gotten a delicious treat.

Strolling through the toilet she paused at a stall door. And with a smile she told him. "Stay here. No peeking." She then entered the stall and did what she needed to.

Even though out in the bathroom proper girls were taking off their tops and adjusting themselves. Some were kissing each other. Fondling each other. Fingers delving down inside jeans, and up under skirts.

To say that he was nervous would have been an understatement. But he knew she was defiantly upto something she had that gleam in her eye when she was mischievous. So he just sat and waited.

Strolling through the toilet she paused at a stall door. And with a smile she told him. "Show me.."

Clark wondered what it was she was talking about, but then he caught on and began to unzip his pants and unfastened his belt. He let his pants drop and then slid his silk boxers down letting his cock get some breathing space for the first time in awhile.

Give him a soft stroke Kara smiled. "Yeah.. stay like that.. I'll be back in a second. And no peeking.." Stepping into the stall she closed the door, watching Clark's pants under the door as she did what she needed to.

Throughout the bathroom proper, girls were taking off their tops and adjusting themselves. Some were kissing each other. Fondling each other. Fingers delving down inside jeans, and up under skirts.

Some were even looking at Clark and licking their lips.

Clark was getting redder and redder by the minute, and yet he was so excited. He wondered what she was doing, was even tempted to peak, but didn't.

Finally the toilet flushed and Kara stepped out. Giving him a smile she took hold of his cock, and walked over to the mirror.

Turning to look at herself she adjusted her makeup, leaving him bare for anyone to see. And he even had a few girls that whispered in his ear. But none of them touched him. Even though a few came very close.

But with the amount of toplessness that was going on.. Some of the girls had even started sucking each other's nipples and moving into stalls, where soft whimpering moans could be heard.

Clark was so full of questions, he didn't know where to start. "How did you find out that this was here?" he asked growing harder in her hand.

"The restaurant.."

"And I listen to girl talk.."

"Well you have me here, obviously where you wanted me." He said pointing out the obvious. "What next?"

Turning around she looked at him. With an easy move she jumped up on the counter, spreading her legs and pulling him forward with his cock. With a smile she guided the head across her moist lips. Letting him know just how wet she was. His hard throbbing cock in her fingers. The head sliding up and down her pussy lips. Pushing them open.

Almost letting him inside.

Then she pushed him back and knelt. Taking him in her mouth and kissing the head. Suckling it like a lover.

Then she stood up and walked out. Leaving him - hanging there - in front of ALL those rather interested, and half naked females.

And all though they may have been interested in him Clark only had eyes for one female. One that he wanted to see naked, and one that he wanted to be inside of at that moment. He pulled up his boxers and pants and refastened them, much to the disappointment of the ladies around him, and he left following Kara out of the rest room.

Walking through the club, Kara let Clark follow her swishing skirt. Her swaying hips. Her delectable sun bronzed legs. And outside, back to the truck.

Clark followed her to the truck, it was almost like he was in a trace. When they got there he couldn't help himself as he grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her around. He pulled her into his body and kissed with a hunger that surprised him.

Kissing him back, Kara let her lips part, her tongue tracing lines along his.

Clark placed his hands on waist and picked her up with ease as he continued to kiss her. Her back was against the truck and he was pressing his body tightly against hers. Not giving her any room to get away. When he finally broke their kiss, it was to kiss and lick his way down her neck.

"Are you gonna fuck me in public? Against the truck?" Kara asked.

"I would fuck you anywhere I could get you." He replied with a low growl. "As long as I had you."

"It won't be here. Not willingly. I won't lose my virginity in a parking lot.... Or a hotel room. My bed..or yours.. but nothing else.."

"I want you so bad Kara. I feel like I'm going to burst." He told her, but they both knew he wouldn't force it on her. When he took her, it was cause she was giving it to him willing. He set her back down and gave her some room from the truck. His hands were caressing her breasts through her blouse, but then he stopped. He took a deep breath as he gained control of the animal within again. 

"Good. Feel that need. And use it to rebuild the house. And one day.. maybe. Clark.. you.. well you're my brother. And I care. But I don't know if I love you. Not.. well. I don't know if I'm in love with you. I don't want to be something.. sexual. Just a piece of ass. Yes I wanna get laid. Yes I want to feel a man inside me. Yes I want to feel a man under me as I fuck him silly. Maybe I'm thinking too much about love. And not enough about sex. But damnit Clark.. I want it to be real. At least for me. Not just.. sex.." she said, stepping back into his arms and bursting into tears like never before. "I don't want to be a whore.." she whimpered.

"I know," she said sniffling.

"Come on, let's get some rest it's been a long day." He said caressing her arms and then letting them go so he could open the door for her to get in.

Climbing into the truck Kara remained silent for the ride. Thinking.

They went back to the hotel and then upto their room. Clark had his arm around her the entire time, at least until they go to the room and he opened the door for her. He wondered what she was thinking about, but didn't press her. She'd tell him in time.

"Go take a shower.. You smell like..perfume.." she said.

"Yeah your perfume." he said with a chuckle as he removed his shirt and tossed it with his other things. he then reached in and grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and made his way into the shower, closing the door behind him. He turned the water on and made sure it was steaming hot, just the way he liked it.

Walking into the bathroom Kara stood and watched him for a minute. Nothing provocative or sexual. Just watched him undress and then begin his shower. After a minute she stripped as well. Letting him see her as she was. Naked. Not a hint of clothing.

Then she walked out and prepared her surprise for him.

Clark shook his head and then entered the shower. He saw that all the water was hot, it wasn't coming out very well since it was bent. He reached up and took a hold of it and straightened it back out. Fortunately Kara didn't break it off earlier. He then went about applying the body wash over his body, getting every inch of it clean. And he washed his hair. When he was done he turned off the water and exited the shower, began to dry himself off and then after putting on his boxers, he exited the bathroom and returned to the main room.

Laying on the bed in Red and white lace and satin lingerie, Kara waited for Clark. Hoping he'd like what he saw. Even if she wouldn't take him inside. Not yet at least. Maybe soon. She wasn't sure.

Clark stopped dead in his tracks as he saw her laying on the bed. "Very very nice." He said. He just stood there for a bit and then made his way to the bed and laid next to her. He never took his eyes off of her, in fact they traveled up and down her body several times.

"We can't.. you know.. but well.. we can do other things.. Learn from each other... Learn what feels good.."

He reached out and ran his hand over the exposed parts of her body. Just barely touching her, he could see the nearly invisible hairs standing up on end and the formation of goosebumps on her body.

"I'm gonna take that as a yes." she whispered. "Just remember.. girls take longer than guys.. a lot longer.."

Curled on her side, Kara lay on the bed. Clark's hard body against her back. Their fingers curled together, and cupping her breast.

It had taken hours. Delightful hours. But she was..sated. And still her hymen was intact. At least he'd been careful. So very very careful. And his tongue had done wonders to that sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs.

Even as he laid next to her he kept running his fingers over her soft skin. It was still so warm to the touch after their activities. He kissed her shoulder and lightly licked it, tasting the salty sweat off of her body. He was finally soft again, she had seen to that, even if they hadn't had sex with each other. It was still better than anything he could have imagined.

"I want my bed Clark. A real bed. Not just.. a hotel.. Though this is kinda.. Prom like.. I still want my bedroom. Or yours."

Clark planted a series of kisses along her shoulder, neck, and upto her ear. "You will have it Kara." he whispered in her ear. "I saw the plans for the rebuild. our rooms are even going to be a little bigger than before." he told her. He pulled her body tightly to his own. "Dad and I are going to meet with Bruce's construction team this weekend so they can start working on the foundation."

Pressing back with her ass against him, Kara asked "Will our bedroom still be across from each other?"

"Actually dad asked me if maybe I wanted to have my room built in the barn. As if I had my own place. Since the clubhouse is gone, I was thinking it might be nice. What do you think?" he asked her genuinely interested in her opinion.

"I suppose. It'd give you more freedom. And then we could have a guest room in the house. Maybe Lana or Chloe could spend the night more often. Like back when we had sleepovers. Before you started ogling them all the time."

"Hey I wasn't the one that was ogling Chloe." He said as he rubbed his body against hers. "As I recall that was you. But the other thing it would give me is some freedom to have someone over without mom and dad knowing if I wished." He hinted.

"Like Lana?" she asked. Sidestepping his comment about Chloe. Not mentioning that she had done more than just ogle the inquisitive blonde. Much more.

"I was thinking maybe nightly visits from you." He said and then moved some of her long hair away from the back of her neck and kissed it. "But this isn't the first time you've hinted at a possible relationship with me and Lana. Do you really think she thinks of me in that way? Cause I sure never got that impression."

"Well.. she likes to watch you. And when we had sleepovers she always talked about marrying you. She even wrote Lana Kent in her notebooks. Like she was getting used to writing it. And liked the way it sounded."

"Really?" Clark asked rather surprised by this. "And you wouldn't mind?"

"I don't know.." she answered honestly.

Clark nodded "I don't know how I'd like it if you were seeing someone either." he told her. "When that guy talked about you at the restaurant he pissed me off so much talking about you the way he did. But it was also the thought of you being with anyone other than me that pissed me off." he admitted.

Saying nothing she just curled closer. Holding him as she drifted to sleep.

Clark stayed awake a bit longer, holding her in his arms. Whispering how he loved her, and eventually falling asleep himself.

When she woke up, sometime later, Kara realized that something very hard, warm, and throbbing was pressing between her thighs.

Opening her eyes she lay there, Clark's cock pressing against her pussy. But as much as she wanted to, she wasn't going to do that. She wasn't going to open herself to him.. not here.

Even as he slept he held on to her, almost as if he was afraid of her disappearing. He felt the warmth of her body and it felt right... so perfect. Then he felt a shift in the bed and even though he was still more than half asleep he ground his hips against her, and began to caress her with his arms.

Shifting Kara moved a little. Even though it felt kinda nice to have him stroking against her clit, she .. well she wasn't sure that he should be.

Clark still had yet to open his eyes, nor did he know where his hard shaft currently was, even though he knew where he wished it to be. But he knew what this meant to her, and so he wouldn't push it. But even as he ground himself against her ass, and one hand had found her breasts which he gently caressed, and teased her nipple. While the other slowly made its way lower down her very well toned body.

"Clark.. you can't.. well.. not in my pussy.. but if you want.. I might.. um.. be willing to try.. my ass.."

It didn't matter how asleep he was at that time, as he soon as he heard those words his eyes shoot open. "What?!" he asked not sure he had heard correctly.

"Never mind.. I was just thinking out loud. It's a bad idea.."

Clark didn't push the issue, even though he did continue to play with her firm breast and soon his hand was rubbing against her clit. That was when he realized where his cock was, and how close he had been to her treasure.

"Clark.. do you wanna fuck Lana?"

Clark continued to tease her breast and now her clit as he continued to saw his cock between her legs. "That's a tough question to answer. I mean it's always been assumed that she and I would end up together. Hell I guess even I fell into that for awhile. And I have to admit she is a beautiful girl, but truth is I don't know." He said as he nuzzled his head against her shoulder and gave her soft butterfly kisses.




Unfullfilled Desires



"I'm sure she'd.. well.. you know. So you could .. well.. lose you're virginity. Have sex with a girl.."

"And how would you feel about that?" he asked her. He couldn't help but want to know. He loved her, and after last night he was sure he was falling in love with her. He was sure that he just didn't want to fuck her, but make love to her.

"I don't know.."

"I want you to be happy. But well.. guys have needs, and if Lana will satisfy that need. I won't make you wait for me."

Clark needed to see her, not from behind. He needed to see her face and look into her eyes. So as much as he was enjoying his current position he got up onto his knees and then laid her on her back as he straddled her. He was then able to look into her eyes he was quiet for awhile and then spoke. "I am happy. I'm living my life one day at a time. Whatever happens, happens. I will deal with whatever comes along in that way. Besides neither you or Lana are someone to just fuck for the sake of fucking. You both deserve more than that." He told her. 

"Clark.. guys have needs.. go into town.. get a gil if you want. Just don't tell me who it is.."

"You are hopeless." He said with a sigh and then got a mischievous look in his eye and soon he was tickling her.

Glaring at him Kara wasn't amused.

He let out an exasperated sigh and stopped his assault. "Ok you win. If I find that I have that itch to scratch, and I find that someone that wants to scratch it I won't dismiss the idea out of hand."

"Good.. Just don't tell me her name. Or his.."

"Oh it won't be a guy, that's for sure." He told her and then leaned down and kissed her on the lips. "I guarantee that."

Clark shook his head and then laid down next to her. His mind going back to what she had told him. That Lana probably would have sex with him. He wondered if this was some girl locker room knowledge she possessed. Even as he closed his eyes he started to wonder what that would be like. Or even what it would be like to have both Lana and Kara as he wrapped his arms around her and eventually drifted off to sleep again.

Leaning over her desk in The Torch Chloe's skirt rode even higher, showing off creamy white thigh, and a curly blonde bush. "So Clark?" she asked. "See anything you like back there?"

"A few things." He replied with a smile.

"Good. Anything you care to show me? Like what all the football players have seen..and all the cheerleaders dream of seeing?"

"And what would that be?" he asked as he walked over to her and stood directly in front of her his smile still playful. Although he had a good idea what she was talking about. And he was sure she could make some specifics about it, especially in the tight jeans he was currently wearing, and how hard he was.

Reaching out the Blonde reporter was far more aggressive than normal as she reached out and grabbed his swollen crotch. "Stuff me with your cock, studly. Stuff it down my throat. Fill my tight pussy with it until you splatter that hot sticky goo inside me."

"Let's see if your woman enough to handle it." He said as he lowered her to her knees with one hand and after removing her hand from his crotch, he unzipped, unfastened, and lowered his pants which revealing the silk boxers he had underneath and the tent he was making in them. 

With a cum fuck me smile, Chloe pulled the boxers down and kissed the swollen cock before her. "More than women enough." she murmured, wrapping her lips and tongue around delicious cock.

"Mmmm yeah that's it. Show me how much you want it." He told her with a moan as he placed his hand on her head and slid his fingers around in her short blonde hair. His other hand went to her blouse which he began to remove with ease.

Pulling back, saliva dripping from the tip of his cock in a trail to her lips Chloe smiled. "Fuck the clothes.. rip them off me stud.. fuck me hard. Pound me.."

Clark picked her up and sat her on the edge of the desk. Her clothing, all except her stockings and heels were in pieces scattered all over the Torch Room floor. He ripped his shirt off as well and then stepped up and between her spread legs. He aimed his cock for her pussy and then pushed the head inside of her.

Arching her body, Chloe threw her head back, moaning in lust. "Oh god yes Clark. Gimme that fuck stick. Give it all to me. Bury that bastard in my pussy."

And that's exactly what he did, thrusting his hips forward with all his might he drove his dick into her as deeply as he could. Then he pulled back and did it again. Over and over he repeated this, and after awhile he began to fuck her even faster. His balls smacking against her ass cheeks as he fucked her.

"Ugnh.. yeah.. bitch.. fuck me." Chloe gasped, looking down between them. Watching his hard cock slid inside her blonde snatch. Filling her. Each deep thrust filling her until her stomach distended. "Oh god Clark. Now I know why Lana keeps you around." Eyes rolling up in her head Chloe shuddered, her pussy spasming as she came.

Again Clark picked her up. He felt her stocking covered legs wrapped around his waist squeezing him harder and harder. But Clark didn't notice. "Oh you haven't seen anything yet you little blonde slut." He said with a growl and started bouncing Chloe up and down on his cock, making sure he was able to get even deeper inside of her.

"Ooooooooohhhh fuck mmmmmeeeeeeeeeeee You goddamned farmer. Sow those out and plow that field. Fill my snatch with that seed. Pump me full of cum till it's dripping from my pussy."

"I'm going to flood your little pussy just like I do Lana's. You'll have so much in you you'll be leaking for months." He told her as he slammed it into her harder and deeper. "You'll be knocked up and still leaking my cum."

"Yeah Clark, knock me up. Fuck me pregnant, and then fuck me some more. Gimme a baby Clark." Chloe screamed, her legs wrapped around his ass, pulling him hard and deep inside her tight pussy.

Clark reached out and grabbed and squeezed her firm breasts. He twisted her nipples as his hips drove into her over and over. The thought of impregnating Chloe had turned him on even more then he already was. 

"Oh God, Smallville, fuck me.." Lois screamed, her fingers running across Clarks chest, playing with hard muscles. "Gimme a baby Clark. That's all I want. Your thick cum filling me. That hot hard cock pumping inside me. Spewing your baby cream inside me." 

Moaning Lois twisted, forcing Clark's pumping shaft even deeper and harder inside her snatch.

"FUckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" he said with a loud growl and found himself spewing his hot cum into her. Even as his cock fired its load at her walls he continued pounding his cock into her.

"Oh God Clark." Lana screamed. The feel of his cock pulsing and throbbing inside her sending her over the edge. Ripping an Orgasm from her with unrestrained fury.

"Clark.." Kara whimpered, the feel of her brothers cum pumping into her womb rippling through her. She twitched and shook. Wave after wave of pleasure ripping through her body.

She could feel the warm seed, the throbbing, pulsing shaft. The thick cum as it pumped into her. Seeping into her cervix, Blending with her body. Joining. Merging. Growing.

each second it split. Dividing. Multiplying. 

Pulling him down Kara kissed her brother. Mashing her breasts to his chest. Her legs wrapped around his. Holding him inside her.

"Kara..." he let out with a low moan. His body was going through convulsions as he continued to empty himself into her. Then finally he stopped and rolled onto the side of her body. In his mind all he could see was fireworks from how good it felt to be inside of her.

"Oh my God, Clark. That was awesome. Can we do it again?" Chloe asked, white seed oozing from her blonde snatch.

Clark felt his cock twitch at the thought. "Oh yes we can." He replied as he pulled her on top of his body. This just felt to good and he didn't want to stop.

Looking down at him Lana smiled, her right hand guiding Clarks hard thick shaft into her wet and oozing pussy. Her left bracing itself on his chest. her breasts firm and aching above him. Nipples hard and tender.

He moaned again as he felt her slide down on his cock. Even deeper than before taking more of him into her. He then sat up and took one her firm breast into his mouth, licked and sucked on it, teased her hard nipple with his tongue. Enjoying the taste of her flesh, and yet wanting more.

Rising and falling on the shaft inside her Lana's dark skin molded to Clark's. Her tiny, and wonderfully cute, ass lifting and falling on his thighs. Her slick slit pumping around his cock. "That's right Clark. Fuck my pussy like you mean it. Gimme all you got. Then gimme some more."

His hands went around to her back, and then slid down her back until they were cupping her tight little ass. He squeezed it and then as she lifted up, nearly letting his hard cock out of her she was pulled back down by him as he started to take over and fucking her harder and harder.

Resting her hands on his chest, Lois let Clark pound her tight pussy. She was no virgin. But damn, even Oliver didn't compare to what Clark was doing to her. Granted Oliver had been more..oral.. in his sexual skills. But Clark.. Clark was much fucking bigger. Thicker, longer. And when he came.. fuck..

"Fuck me Clark.." she moaned, her dark blonde curls contrasting his dark ones.

Fuck her he did, with every thrust he was fucking her harder than he had ever had before. He was getting closer and closer to passing that line he never crossed for fear that he might hurt someone, but instead of holding back he went harder. 

Bucking against her brothers thrusting shaft Kara fucked him. Fucked him hard and fast. Using him like a living vibrator. Fucking her brother like today was the last day of the universe. "Fuck me Clark. Pump that cock. Fuck my pussy."

Laying down on him, her nipples pressing against his sweaty chest she whispered in his ear. Her breath soft and throaty. Filled with need. "Make love to me Clark. Gimme a baby. Please.."

"I love you Clark," Lana whispered.

"Always," Lois whimpered.

"and Forever." Chloe moaned.

"I love you too." He replied. "I'll give you anything you want." He replied to all of them. His hands running over their sweat slickened bodies. He didn't want to stop, he wanted to do this forever. He wanted to fill each of them with his seed, and watch as their bellies grew with his children.

"Fill me Clark," she whimpered. "Cum inside me. Fill me.."

Without hesitation he did just that, again and again. He had lost track of how many times he had cum and filled each of them. All he knew was that he couldn't get enough of it. The more he came in one of them, the more he wanted to do it again. It was enough to drive a man insane, and Clark no longer cared if he was insane. When he was done this time he rolled them both over and pulled out of her.

He then started to kiss and lick his way down.

Lower and lower he went.

Past her belly button. 

To her soaked curls..

Jerking away Kara felt Clark's throbbing cock thrusting between her thighs from behind. Drying fucking her. She heard his whispered moans. His sounds of pleasure. And she knew he was sleeping. And obviously it was a wet dream.

And then his cock was exploding. Thick cum spewing from the throbbing shaft to coat her thighs and blonde curls. His cock pistoning between her cum soaked thighs. Slick with his already spent seed. He'd obvious cum several time in the night. And made her very wet in the process. But this time.. This time his cum was coating her lips. Coating her pussy lips. Her blonde curls were saturated with his semen.

His cock was so close to pushing inside her. SO close to breaking her hymen. SO close to cumming inside her slick pussy. So close to making her pregnant. So close to taking her virginity. 

SO close to making her a woman.

And she wasn't sure she wanted to stop him.

But she did. She pulled forwards, the last of his seed spent on her buttocks. The last of his seed spilling on her suntanned ass. As she pulled away from her brothers throbbing and wonderful cock.

Pulled away and let him finish cumming on her ass. An ass she had offered to him earlier. An ass she was tempted, for just a moment to let him fill with his cock and cum. An ass she offered so he could satisfy his need.

Still dreaming Clark continued to kiss and lick his way down their flesh. The faces and voices he heard constantly changing. Little did he know that he was kissing and licking his way down Kara's back. He spread her cheeks wide and began to lick away. In his dream it was her pussy, but in reality his tongue was licking her tight little ring. Making it even wetter than her sweaty body already had.

She wanted this, Kara thought. She wanted Clark. She wanted him inside her. She wanted his cock inside her body. Deep inside. Filling her. Making love to her. Fucking her. Filling her body with his seed.

But.

Not here.. not in a hotel room. In her bed. In his bed. In the hayloft at home in the barn.. maybe.

But..

Not here. Not like this. Not her first time.

Rolling away from him. From his questing tongue. From his wonderful tongue and fantastic cock.

Sliding from the bed she stood next to it. Her brothers cum sliding down her thighs and ass. Coating her blonde curls and lips.

So close.

She was so close to giving in and letting him take her. Right here. Right now.

But..

She didn't. Instead she walked into the bathroom and showered. While her naked brother lay in their bed she washed his cum from her body. Washed his cum from her blonde curls and virgin pussy.