Escapades Across the Multiverse

Meet Denise Jones. Normally, she’s a chronic slacker, stoner, and well on her way to alcoholic. Most days, when she’s not working the cash register at the In-Yo Burger near her apartment, she’s lounging on her couch, smoking weed, and watching movies. Right now, however, she is not on her couch with a blunt in one hand, a bag of potato chips in her lap, and laughing hysterically at Happy Gilmore (even though she’s seen it a thousand times). Right now she’s throwing Paragon onto her king-sized bed and stripping the superhero of all her clothes while she did the same to Denise.

Confused?

I can see why you would be. Denise isn’t just a slacker. Denise is a slacker with a very unique and special ability. She can step across other dimensions and into alternate realities.

No. Really. It’s true.

Right now, she was in what I like to call the Super Reality. You know all those comic books with superheroes and villains with awesome powers? That shit is real in this reality. Paragon is one of the superheroes. In fact, she’s THE superhero. The most revered. She can fly, has super strength, has heat vision, and cold vision. The coolest part is that in this reality, Denise has powers too. She has laser vision, can lift things with her mind, and also has super strength. Which is fortunate because Paragon likes it rough.

Real rough.

“Fuck me,” the hero breathed against Denise’s neck as one hand gripped the small of her back. Paragon pulled her tightly against her, their naked bodies pressing up against each other. She aggressively nudged open Denise’s legs with her knee and rubbed her leg into her pussy. Denise shuddered in pleasure and Paragon let out a low growl as she felt Denise’s wet pussy. Her fingers tightened on Denise’s lower back and the two started to grind into each other in expert synchronicity.

Denise slid a hand through Paragon’s golden hair, gripped firmly, and yanked her head back to expose her neck. She leaned in and kissed her skin. It was hot to the touch. Much hotter than normal but that heat drove Denise crazy. She loved the way her lips took that heat in. How it felt against the sensitive skin of her lips. It was a heat that seemed to travel through her entire body. Denise lingered at Paragon’s neck for a few and then traced kisses up it, along her jaw, and across her cheek until their lips closed together. Denise slid her tongue into the superhero’s mouth and as she did, another thrill of pleasure traveled through her entire body and settled near the pit of her stomach. Their frenzied grinding got faster and faster until Paragon threw Denise to the bed in a fit of massive strength. Denise let out a gasp of pleased surprise but it quickly turned to a moan of ecstasy as Paragon’s questing mouth found her nipples. Her tongue lashed out in fast, precise motions. Denise arched her back up when Paragon reached down, spread her labia apart in one quick motion, and slipped a finger into her soaking wet vagina. Then she slipped a second and a third finger inside her.

“Oh fuck!” Denise murmured.

Paragon was still licking and sucking her nipples as her fingers fucked her pussy, slowly at first and then gaining momentum. Denise’s hands drifted down and gripped Paragon’s head, pressing it more firmly into her breasts as her body writhed in the overwhelming sensations ripping through her. She could feel them building and building, a massive wave growing in height and power.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screamed out, her hands tightening in Paragon’s hair after the hero used her thumb to rub her clitoris, her fingers still gliding in and out of Denise’s pussy at the same time.

And that was all there was to it. The tsunami wave of sensation finally broke and Denise’s entire body tightened all at once as she cummed. She let out a rapid series of moans and grunts, riding that insanely powerful wave of pleasure. She closed her eyes and took in every last bit of those sensations until her body finally relaxed a little.

Paragon looked up at her through a sexy veil of blonde hair. Her golden-amber eyes glinted with mischievous evil. Her fingers had stopped after Denise’s mind-blowing orgasm spent itself but now they were started up again, an unrelenting machine with only one purpose.

To fuck Denise into mindless oblivion.

Paragon’s mouth wrapped around Denise’s nipple again as her free hand squeezed and pinched her other nipple. Then she started to kiss underneath her boob, then the top of her stomach, then her navel, and then just centimeters above her still wet pussy.

You all can see where this is going.

Paragon’s tongue and mouth found Denise’s clit and together with the fingers still fucking her, made Denise cum again in just two minutes.

Denise’s hands, which were still gripped in Paragon’s hair, slowly untangled themselves and she laid back, breathing hard. All she could do was stare at the ceiling, her mind still swirling from the awesome sex. Paragon slid her beautifully naked body up Denise’s and cuddled up to her, one leg thrown over Denise’s lower body and her head resting comfortably on her left breast. She was smiling that same mischievous, yet playfully evil grin.

“That was...,” Denise breathed, still trying to catch her breath. “...amazing.”

“I could spend days and days exploring every inch of your body,” Paragon whispered to her.

Denise felt another shudder ripple through her at the feeling of Paragon’s breath against her naked skin.

“Don’t tempt me, love,” Denise said back. She pulled Paragon’s face up to hers and kissed her passionately.

“Mmm,” Paragon murmured.

As if the universe wanted to punish them for the out-of-this-world sex, an explosion suddenly bloomed outside. It was several blocks away in New Saturn City’s financial district, Ball St. Denise saw it flash in the dark night sky and when Paragon heard it, she whipped around. The tall, wide window of her bedroom had an excellent view of the thriving metropolis.

“What the hell?” Paragon said, her brow furrowing. She jumped out of bed and ran to the window. Denise took the moment to stare at the superhero’s well-sculpted ass, powerfully shaped calves, and gorgeously thick thighs. Her shimmery blonde hair fell to the small of her back and it was all Denise could do to stop herself from going to the woman and plastering kiss after kiss on her heated, naked flesh again.

Another explosion ripped through the city. This time, it came from Orient Square.

“God-fucking-damnit!” Paragon cursed.

“Language,” Denise smirked. “You’re a superhero after all. You have an image to uphold.”

She turned around and scowled at her.

“Image or not, how am I going to fuck you all day and night if I have to fight a stupid, loser villain?” She quirked a brow at Denise. “You know...”

“Don’t even think about it,” Denise cut in. “I’m not fighting the loser villain with you.”

Paragon gave Denise puppy dog eyes and bit her lip.

“But with you there, we can take him down a lot quicker,” she said. Then she put her arms behind her back and stuck out her firm, perky breasts. Her nipples were erect and making Denise horny as hell again.

She tried to hold out, knowing full well that if she caved, then Paragon would just continue to lure her into super battles with sex over and over...

What the hell am I doing? she thought to herself. It’s sex with one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met.

“Okay then, I’m in. But we take whoever is blowing shit up down fast and then get right back here for round two. Deal?” Denise asked.

Paragon smiled, her eyes going dark with a passion that made it hard for Denise to think straight.

“Deal,” she smiled. She gave a small, gleeful clap and went over to the mirror next to her closet doors. She placed her hand on it, near the center, and a blue light slid over it. There was a click and then the mirror slid up and a costume pushed out. It was a white bodysuit trimmed in silver with accents of navy across the breasts and a midnight skirt. Beneath the costume was a pair of thigh-high midnight and silver boots. A glittery navy cape was behind it.

Denise watched her powerful, sexy superhero get dressed. She felt her pussy getting wet again and reached down to play with herself. Paragon watched her and rolled her eyes but there was a pleased half-smile on her face regardless.

“Naughty, naughty,” she said.

“You should be flattered,” Denise replied.

“Oh, don’t worry darling, I am,” she replied. “But, there’s no time for you to pleasure yourself to me getting dressed. You need to get dressed yourself.”

She quickly finished getting dressed and then went to her actual closet, rummaged around a bit, and then pulled out another costume. This one, however, was not sized for Paragon. Denise could immediately tell that the proportions were all wrong and not the superheroine’s preferred colors of white, navy, and silver. This costume was all black and aqua blues which matched perfectly with Denise’s light-blue-to-navy ombre-colored hair.

“What the hell is that?” Denise asked, a tinge of anger to her voice. She’d had this conversation with Paragon many times before. She did not want to be a superhero. There were times when she fought beside her girlfriend but she never did it in a form-fitting, skin tight and ridiculous costume.

“I had it made for you,” she returned. “I know you hate them, but you know the Board of Super Heroics will come after you if you keep fighting without a formal uniform.”

“Costume!” Denise snarled, infuriated. “And I told you I didn’t want to fight at all. You’re the one that keeps forcing me into it by tempting me with sex.”

“You know you love it just as much as I do,” she replied. “Come on. It’s just that I love fighting with you so much. You’re incredibly sexy when you’re tossing bad guys around. It really turns me on.”

Denise let out a long, exasperated sigh. She didn’t need this. Literally. And she could escape it pretty easily if she chose. She could just go back to her home reality and smoke a blunt as she watched Happy Gilmore again. Or Accepted. Those were the current movies she kept watching on repeat for some unknown reason. But there was no Paragon in that reality and it really was unbearably dull. In this reality she could fuck a literal superhero and, on top of that, had powers of her own. Here, she could shoot lasers out of her eyes, lift things with her mind, fly, and was super strong. In her home reality, she could do none of that.

“Come on, babe. For me,” Paragon pleaded.

Denise rolled her eyes.

“Fine. But only because the longer I complain, the less time I have here.”

Denise’s reality hopping ability had a time limit. She could only stay in a reality for a max of three days. After the third day, she was yanked back to her reality and couldn’t jump to a new one for two days. She only had about ten hours left before she was forced back. So, with much grudging, she got out of the bed and sauntered over to Paragon, who was fully costumed now and looking super hot. As she got to her, she was handed the black and aqua costume. Denise slipped into it with a lot of struggling. It’s primary color was a pitch black but there were bands of aqua sewn into it at each bicep, around the breasts, neck, hips, and knees. There was a pair of aqua gloves with black trim and a matching pair of boots to go with it. When everything was on, she had to pull a wedgie out of her ass.

“Oh my,” Paragon purred. She stepped closer to Denise and slapped/grabbed her ass. She yanked her closer and Denise could feel the sheer power of the woman. In this reality, she had superstrength but even so, she could tell Paragon was stronger.

The superhero kissed Denise passionately, their tongues meeting each other in a rapid tangle. Denise reached up with a hand and firmly squeezed one of Paragon’s breasts. Paragon slid a hand down and reached between Denise’s legs, rubbing the cloth there with quick, strong fingers. Their kissing became more frenzied. Their groping became more synchronized. Their minds both buzzed with pleasure.

Then another explosion ripped through the city, this time close enough to actually shake the building. They broke away from each other, still breathing heavily.

“I’m going to kill whoever is doing that,” Denise growled.

Paragon slapped her ass, gave her a quick kiss, and then turned toward the bedroom’s large, floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Let’s go,” she said. “And you look incredibly sexy. I knew black was your color.”

Denise smiled to herself at that and walked up to Paragon. They stood in front of the window as smoke and fire could be seen in the city below. Paragon swept a hand across the window’s glass and a fancy, high-tech display suddenly appeared. She pressed a button on it and a seam suddenly appeared. Two parts of the window slid away from each other and they were suddenly assaulted by the sounds and smells of the city. Heated asphalt. A dizzying array of foods. Exhaust. Honking cars. Bustling people.

And of course...smoke, fire, and sirens.

Paragon started to hover in the air and she drifted out through the opened window. She gestured for Denise to follow after her. There was a moment when she wanted to protest again. She was not, in any sense of the word, a superhero. Mostly, she loved this reality for two reasons. Fucking around with her powers in a very non-confrontational atmosphere, and fucking Paragon. Back in her world, she had a saying. It was, “I’m a pacifist. Not because I don’t believe in fighting but because I can’t fight for shit.”

It’s a good thing I can’t be hurt, she thought to herself. She first found that out when she had tested her ability to lift herself through the air and fly. She’d gotten several hundred feet up when she lost her concentration and plummeted like a stone. That had been the scariest moment of her life. She thought she was going to die but when she hit the ground like a meteor, she didn’t feel any pain at all. She had just gotten up and climbed out of the crater she’d made without a scratch on her.

“Let’s go, darling,” Paragon insisted.

Denise let out one more sigh and then used her telekinetic powers to lift herself into the air. She flew next to Paragon.

“Don’t look so annoyed,” the golden-haired superhero said. “This will be fun. I promise.”

“Doubt it,” Denise murmured under her breath. But she didn’t fight it anymore.

Then the two of them flew quickly through the air toward where the last explosion had been, ready to kick the shit out of whoever was blowing up Paragon’s city.