DPS - Jet Fighters Part Two

“Ohhhhh yessss!” Dana moaned, groping her lusty, aching breasts with her super powerful hands. Inside the concealment of the smoke cloud, the redheaded supergirl, her ethereal clothes spun from air, completely disintegrated, leaving her hyper nubile, miraculously proportioned body entirely naked. Her pussy throbbed from the caress of the ballistic missile’s heat, licking and lashing at her quivering labia and engorged clit, orgasming as she pinched her nipples with far more destructive force than that tickling military weapon.

The fighter pilots circled the explosion, waiting for the aftermath. They hadn’t seen a body fall out of the sky, but then again, what could be left of a human body against a weapon that was meant to level entire buildings?

But when the black smoke cleared, the glimpse of the girl’s dark red hair came into view, followed by the grimace of pleasure on her perfectly beautiful face. The explosive debris peeled away at a shower curtain pulling back, revealing all of the glorious girl’s lush curves, long limbs, and incredibly large, firm tits, as if they were voyeurs peeping in on a goddess. Of course, their puny human eyesight and their distance meant that they were too far away to truly appreciate her powerful beauty, but so compelling it was that they could do naught but stare at her exaggerated, perfected female form even without all of the orgasm inducing details.

Then, Dana opened her glowing green eyes. Even at their range, they could see her hypnotic eyes, shining like a beacon in a storm.

“Oh that was nice!” Dana sighed, her breath washing over the airplanes, creating violent turbulence in its wake.

As the planes shuddered like toy rattles, Dana immediately swooped into action, bending at her slender waist, and jackknifing forward with an unreal burst of acceleration. Her pussy still throbbing, in part from her pleasant climax brought upon by the missile and the own anticipation of her own dominance, her green eyes glowed red, accumulating power behind those beautiful, clear irises. Two beams of pure goddess power, with the most effortless of control, burst forth from her pupils.

The beams obliterated the plane in a huge spark of glowing debris. Her beams carved right through the plane as if it weren’t there!

She continued her easy flight, her arms extended as if she were a fighter jet herself. Only far, far sexier, and infinitely more powerful. Or perhaps it was the other way around. Some casual throwaway blasts, and the planes simply disappeared out of the sky in a puff of smoke. Her lasers sliced through them as if they were completely insubstantial, slicing metal like butter before the extreme heat caused the engines to explode. Billions of dollars, high tech secret military weapons, and all Dana had to do was look at them, and they were nothing!

The only thing that betrayed how effortless it was for her was the fact that her pussy was leaking with her fragrant arousal, and her pencil eraser thick nipples shivering in delight from that expression of her power. In no other way was she affected by any means. Tilting her lascivious, nubile, hypersexual body slightly, Dana put on another burst of speed with impossible grace, coming up right behind another plane. Another easy burst of deadly energy from her eyes sliced another place neatly in half before both bisected pieces exploded.

There were only two planes remaining now. Dana had blown up so many of them, it felt only right to balance the equation.

So, with another burst of speed utilizing her nude body, the redheaded supergirl rolled in the air, nearly buzzing a fighter’s wing before realizing that her slipstream would have brought her fun to a premature end. Dana gave her body a lift, but still didn’t account for the turbulence of her enormous bust. The plane shuddered and wobbled from the power of her unaided flight. She couldn’t help but giggle to herself—usually boys (and girls) shivered because of their impending orgasm brought upon by the mere sight of Dana’s tits. She likened her sexuality to her physical prowess; even the jet was helpless against her jutting, gravity defying bosoms.

Dana stood there, hands on hips, hovering in midair as she stayed completely “in place,” relative to the shuddering plane. It was so easy to match its rumbling velocity flying backwards without even paying attention! To the pilot, it looked as if she were standing completely still. That is, as soon as he finally managed to stabilize his aircraft.

His face was covered in sweat, his knuckles white from his panicked grip. But now that he was looking at her, there was no other possible response for him. Or escape. He was completely captivated by Dana’s naked body.

He had been screened and tested. Peak human eyesight, as well as extremely fit with the discipline to maintain both his body and his mind into shape for the rigors of manipulating such a complex aircraft. And right now, his perfect eyesight was betraying him, as his mind and body lacked the discipline to stop staring at the flying goddess before him.

The only change in Dana’s demeanor was the sly smirk that appeared across her serene face. Those blood red lips curled as she reveled in her complete control, first over machine, then over man. She decided it was time to finish her complete and utter seduction of the duo.

With a wink of her large, bright, green eye, Dana left her target panting, heaving, wanting with desire before she brought her left hand off of her curvaceous hip and kissed the tips of the considerable length of her fingers. Then, with her elbow brushing against the tops of her bosoms, making her luscious orbs and engorged nipples waver deliciously, Dana brought the bridge of her hand down, revealing her perfect, puckered lips, and blew a stream of her sexy breath through the air directly at the plane.

The air that left her lips crackled at the high altitudes, even colder than the air in the thin atmosphere. A wall of ice formed in its path as the blue cone spread outward, propelled by nothing but a gentle blow from Dana’s super mouth. The pilot didn’t even have time to react. Only Dana’s super senses could follow the tremendous speed of her super sexy, super cold breath.

The jet’s engine immediately cut out, snuffed like a candle being drowned by an ocean. The entire plane turned blue, glass cracking, metal groaning, while the pilot froze solid in an instant. Dana clapped her hands as she watched the entire thing tumble toward the ground. A quick stroke of her hand against her engorged clit, spreading the tight embrace of her super labia, and she came once again in a few milliseconds.

“Ahhh,” Dana sighed, the mind blowing pleasure tickling her brain fading in an instant as her thoughts cleared immediately from her quick, devastating orgasm.

Now there was only one plane left.

The pilot tried and tried to radio the situation, but every time he tried, his hand refused to flip the switch. The sight of this mysterious girl’s breasts had been burned, etched, seared into his mind, and they ordered him not to tell anyone what was happening. His whole body shook as he tried to do what he had been trained to do, to warn someone, but all he could do was grow harder and harder as he obeyed his goddess’s orders.

With a wail of anguish, the tormented and now solo pilot looked up, seeing his beautiful tormentress flying in front of him, her green eyes just as captivating as her lush, full, round breasts. How could she defy the laws of physics like that, maneuvering her lascivious body so freely in the cold, thin atmosphere? How was she so slender, so fit, with breasts larger than any he’d ever seen? And not just large either. Round, symmetrical, spherical, firm, jutting, crowned with a large, engorged nipple that ached to be sucked...

He realized that he was drooling.

That naked, superpowered girl appeared to be getting closer, on a direct collision course. He didn’t even have the presence of mind to try and avoid a midair accident. He just kept staring and staring. The object driving his absolute lust and mindless desire was approaching him, and he would love nothing more than to feel that hard, feminine body of hers.

Dana kept her arrogant smirk on her face as her legs “clicked” into place, straddling the nose cone of the jet. The machine vibrated pleasantly against her bare pussy lips. Giving the plane a little squeeze, the metal deformed under her calves and steely thighs as she gave the pilot a little wave.

Since he was absolutely frozen in place like a deer in headlights, Dana leaned forward and began to scoot upward along the jet, leaving torn metal in her wake just from scraping against her invulnerable labia. Her long arms and fingers were finally in range of the cockpit’s windshield. It was time to get a little more personal.

Extending the fingers of her weaker left hand, Dana jabbed them right in between the seams where the glass and the metal met and sealed shut. Of course, her dainty hand and long, slim digits had absolutely no trouble pushing man made alloys out of the way. Curling her fingers to get a grip, she forced the entire glass windshield up, breaking the locking mechanisms with a loud crunch as she continued to scoot forward with her hypersexual impossibly perfect body.

“Oh god!” The pilot finally broke free of the sexual trance that Dana had inadvertently put him under. The cold air whipped over his hair and ears, and he could only breathe because he was still wearing his mask.

A quick tug from Dana’s hand, and that mask was gone. A few swipes of her fingernails detached his harness as well, he were it not for Dana’s impossible speed, her arm shooting out like a missile as she wrapped her fingers around his neck, he would have flown off into the air.

The man was speechless, unable to breathe simultaneously because of the thin atmosphere and Dana’s steely hold.

“Need some help?” Dana smiled, her warm breath buffeting his face even more forcefully than the speed of their flight. She was the only thing that still connected him with the still moving jet beneath him.

“Mmm,” Dana moaned as she puckered her lips and leaned in. As soon as she placed her lips over his and flicked her powerful tongue to force his mouth open, she exhaled her pheromonic breath into his lungs. The heat of her passion and the feel of her perfect flesh against him was too much, and the pressure her protruding breasts exerted against his chest made him orgasm in his pants.

“Hahaha! Was it that good? TIme for you to give me some pleasure too, then! I’ll take you back down to the ground, I promise!” Dana ordered.

He was still in the throes of the most powerful orgasm of his life when he felt his face suddenly smothered by a warm, exotic, salty fragrance. That superwoman with the most perfect body who had made him orgasm with nothing but a kiss had somehow moved upward and wrapped her legs over his head. The taste of her sexual fluids and the scent of her perfect pussy forced his balls to churn and ache, and he came in his pants once more.

“Down we go!” Dana squealed as she began to massage her pussy with his face. Every thrust of her lush hips bruised his nose and battered his cheeks, but there was nowhere he could escape with Dana’s svelte calf locking his head against her smooth, delicious mound. Not to mention they were far, far above sea level.

Dana threw her head back and reveled in the pleasure of having her pussy eaten while she doomed the man beneath her to his ultimate fate. His erection never flagged even as his vision grew dark from the rapidly descending altitude, the suffocating squeeze of her body, and the failing functions of his body. Every taste, every lick caused his body to lurch in arousal and orgasm again, with nothing left to give, but the pleasure was so great, he could barely feel the pain and continued to try and satisfy this benevolent goddess who had given him such heavenly nirvana.

“Oh yes! Yessss!” Dana cried out as they touched land. She had kept pace with the falling jet, and they had crashed simultaneously. The exploding debris of the flying machine peppered her curvaceous body with delightful caresses. Hot, sharp metal glanced against her nipples, making them engorge from the powerful swish of her blood from her supercharged heart. More slammed against her face, shoulders, and arms, to minimal effect. But the heat and the fact that she could actually feel those “deadly” impacts her skin akin to the embrace of a lover helped stimulate her further.

She had long forgotten about the little sex toy between her legs. Her athletic thighs slammed shut as she orgasmed, creating a crater beneath her from the force of its sexy impact. Floating up in the air as she came, the jet pieces showered her lower body, pinging against her pussy lips, fire and smoke lapping at her gooey clit, as she consummated her first power and sex session with a bona fide air force!

And they had stood no chance against her.

Just a secret training flight that mysteriously disappeared...

Dana laughed with glee, recovering instantly from such a nice orgasm. The fun just didn’t stop. The sun was rising, and she wasn’t tired at all. In fact, it was time to go back to school!