Chapter 10

Go Wild.

Those two words continued to ring in Nova Nine’s head as he looked at the truly perfect set of tits bared before him. They were tits he had imagined about for literal years of his life, ever since Lady Luck had emerged into superheroing. She was so gorgeous and funny and fun and her comics had been drawn with a lascivious eye to how her costume fit like a coat of paint rather than a uniform – how could a teenage boy have not lusted after her? He had imagined being in this exact situation ... though, maybe not with his exact superpowers.

But life always threw complications at you, didn’t it?

Back then, he hadn’t known that Lady Luck had actually been his mother. His flesh and blood. The woman who had birthed him. Raised him. Every part of his brain knew this was wrong, wrong, wrong. His body thought simply saw two of the greatest tits ever sculpted – they were full and hefty and had just enough sag to them to seem real, with jutting eager pink nipples that just begged to be licked and sucked. When his blue fingers enclosed both and squeezed, his mother groaned low in her throat. “Mmm! Good, honey. Most boys like you treat me like ... ah ... blown glass, ah, mmnn, fuck, Bryant...” She gasped softly as his fingers tugged her nipples, drawing her tits out ever so slightly. Her head rolled back as she reached up – about to tug the domino mask off.

“K-Keep the mask on,” Nova whispered, his ears perking up as he leaned forward and took one of his mom’s nipples in his mouth. He sucked on her greedily, and she gasped again, the noise lewd and moist and eager. Her teeth sank into her own lip to keep herself from moaning again as she gathered her words. When she spoke, her voice was amused.

“D-Does it help?”

“No, it’s just...” He kissed away from her nipple, between her breasts, up another and to her nipple again, sucking greedily, leaving both glistening. He drew back, panting softly. “It’s just so fucking hot, Mom.”

She shuddered. “F-Fuck,” she whispered. “I’m a bad mother.”

“Oh?” Nova whispered, nuzzling her neck as he shifted under her, their crotches grinding together under the cover of her curves and cape alike.

“Mmm, yeah...” Her fingers cradled the back of his head. “I mean. Going beyond just the fact that I’m fucking my own son...” Her finger slid along his ear, reminding Nova that he was very sensitive there. She gently rolled the tip as he groaned against her neck hungrily. “I’m not even doing it properly. I should be sucking that big fat cock of yours like a good lover, shouldn’t I?”

Nova trembled, his eyes widening. “D-Don’t I have to ... to go down on a girl first?”

“Oh, sweetie!” Mom’s eyes glittered behind her mask as she grinned down at him. “I’m so proud of you. But Mommy, um. She has an oral fixation.” She bit her lip, blushing. “I ... kind of get off getting a cock down my throat.”

Nova blinked at her.

“It’s kind of lucky I do, considering how often I get tied up!” she said, giggling. “So many villains are like ‘grr, we’re gonna use your face the way it’s meant to be, Lady Slut.’” She shook her head.

Nova gaped at her.

Lady Luck chuckled. “Don’t worry, the actual rapists got weeded out in the 1990s, I’m just talking about the heels.”

Nova continued to gape at her.

Lady Luck blushed. “R-Right, so, uh, make sure to have a private meeting with your heels and determine safe words. Well, with the two of them you ... can have sex with.” She giggled. “Unless you had some ideas on how to fuck Infereness. I’d like to see that. Butch and twink, ti just seems natural to me.”

“Mom...” Nova said, hesitantly. “I. Will. Uh. Take that under advisement.” He gulped. “But I have spent years of my life wanting to do just one thing.” He flicked his finger and a glowing blue field surrounded his mother. “And I’m gonna do it.” She squeaked as the blue field lifted her up, spun her around, and planted her on the bed, belly hooked over the sheets, knees on the floor, ass in the air. He grabbed onto both cheeks of her buttocks, squeezing her on her still partially intact symsuit, and he buried his face between her legs, breathing in her warm, feminine scent. She was utterly soaked through her suit and, remembering how these suits felt, he licked the folds of her cunt through the fabric. Mom’s head jerked up and she drew in a sharp, breathy gasp.

“H-Honey, I ... mmm! Please, I should be ... oh fuck!” She gasped as his tongue stretched her symsuit, pushing the tip of his tongue into her cunt despite the covering. Her fingers clenched on the bed, crumpling the sheets as her whole body quivered – her buttocks jiggling so fetchingly that he wanted to just ... he couldn’t help himself, Nova lifted his hand away from her hip and smacked her ass with a loud crack. “Nnhh!” She clenched on his tongue. So, he supposed she liked that. Nova started to lap at her sex through the symsuit, his other hand grabbing her ass cheek, groping her roughly.

When he drew back, panting, his mom was practically drooling with pleasure – from both sets of lips. “Oh gods...” She gasped. “Thor, Thoth and Tianzhu, that was incredible.”

“I’m not even done yet,” Nova crooned. His hands grabbed onto her hips, hooked on her symsuit, and felt it tearing. He enjoyed ripping down, peeling it off her ass, revealing her hairless sex and her pert, cute little rosebud. She was, like all supers, completely clean there. He paused. “So, was anyone gonna tell me I didn’t need to wipe anymore?”

“Oh, right,” Mom said, panting. “The symsuit-”

“I don’t really need to know the mechanics,” Nova said, smirking. “I just note that whoever designed our world made it so that anal is, like, five seconds away at any time. You don’t need prep or anything.”

“N-Normally, when one talks about the world,” Mom said, pushing herself up on her hands, her back arching subtly as she did so. “One is talking about a complex mixture of, uh, history and decisions of people both mighty and meek, all creating the bubbling crockpot of insanity that is our planet. But when one is talking about the fact no one has to do anal prep anymore, that’s entirely Madeline Deindhardt’s fault.”

Nova blinked, slowly. “The ... the forty fifth president?”

Mom nodded.

“The supervillain one?”

Mom nodded.

“The one that turned Mount Rushmoore into a mecha? Who implanted mind control devices in nearly every CEO and healthcare executive in the country? Who had to be manhandled out of the white house by Legacy II in a brawl that leveled the entire building and snapped the Washington Monument in half?” Nova asked. “That Madeline Deindhardt?”

“Yup!” Mom shrugged. “She’s an anal fiend, so she engineered as much of our planetary society to make it easier for everyone.” She giggled. “Like the after effects of the mind control devices, the consequences of her term linger in well run, inexpensive hospitals and lots of buttfucking.”

“S-So, what you’re saying is I should be one of those freaks with a DDNW hat while I eat your ass?” Nova asked.

“Mmm ... maybe!” Mom said, then gasped as his hands grabbed her ass cheeks, spread them and he buried his face between her cheeks, his tongue probing her ass gently. Mom grunted and ducked her head forward.

“Mmmfuck!” She gasped. “That prosthetic prostate was worth every penny, oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” She bucked her hips as his tongue wormed deeper into her. Nova didn’t even feel shocked that she had gotten an implant that made anal feel better. When he drew back, he panted softly, his finger pressing to her ass and then crooking inside of her, seeking out that synthetic organ. His finger found the knot of pleasure and he began to worry it, watching as Mom’s cunt twitched greedily. She arched her back and screamed a single high, piercing note as she squirted.

Her juices splashed against his chest and the bed with a warm, wet pattering noise – and left Nova laughing. “D-Damn Mom,” he said. “You’re really easy.”

“F-Fuck, my son made me squirt...” she gasped, panting. “I-It says so many, nnnh, terrible fucking things about me t-tha ... that the fact you are my son made it ... oh fuck!” She gasped as he added a second finger, spreading her ass wider. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck!”

“Are you gonna tell Dad?” Nova whispered. “Since you tell him about all the other times you cheat on him, right?”

“H-Hell no!” She laughed, giddily. “I-I ... I’m ... t-this is our precious secret, baby, we can’t even do it again, ne-ahhh oh god never stop never stop never stop!” She cried out, her body rocking as he moved forward, pressing his face between her sex, adding to his fingering. His tongue slid along her clit, licking from her cunt to her taint, then back down again. She hung her head forward, practically sobbing with the sensation. “Oh honey! Bry! Bry, your mommy’s gonna cum again! Oh god!” She trembled, quivering as he opened his mouth, taking her flood of juices into his mouth. Tangy. Delicious. Forbidden.