Rachel couldn't say no to her girlfriend. And, the superwoman reasoned, learning to float and keeping stable in the air while distracted with the most kissable hero in the state could be considered traini–
"–Ah!" Naomi's palm cupped the camel toe outlined by her tight spandex outfit, then pressed a pair of fingers against either side of her labia. She rubbed the tips of her fingers languidly in a slow massage, sending twin arcs of a dull pleasure through Rachel's core. The cocky speedster's upturned eyes were molten with liquid lust as pressed into her taller lover's chest. Those painfully beautiful eyes were pleading, and astraea felt a wrenching in her heart at even the possibility of saying no. "…ah," she remembered how to breathe again, "I need this too. Just... ahh...," Rachel's spine arched when the Slavic woman's fingers became more insistent, "...just give me a couple of seconds to undress."
Stripping out sexy and revealing black and red, sticky with sweat and her arousal, took far longer than it needed. The teen had seen scenes where women stripped before their lover, slow and exceedingly sensual. The butterflies in her stomach felt nothing like that. But seeing a naked Naomi leaning against the chrome of the car with her fingers teasing the folds and insides of her glistening pussy and with eyes intently following the movements of her hands, Rachel kept going. Hopefully, she wouldn't notice the blush, and somewhere, very distant, in her mind, she worried about Naomi leaving a stain.
Although Astraea had seen herself in the mirror, this was the first time the hero explored herself with her tactile senses since the transformation. She followed the arches and dips of her super-powered and dense musculature that was punctuated by Naomi's moaning whenever she removed a piece of her suit. By the end, she was more confident, flexing and posing slightly and daring a few direct looks into her grinning girlfriend's eyes. Her mother's critics often derided her for looking masculine, something that would likely happen to her too once her career began in earnest, but it was easy to sweep that away when her girlfriend's probing gaze lay so heavy on every inch of naked skin.
Rachel felt confident and feminine, and her heart sang with joy at finally dating her childhood friend. She removed the final piece before stretching her arms up to hold back the river of chocolate brown hair from spilling over her face and shoulders, letting her masturbating girlfriend have a clear view of the rise and fall of her firm and naked breasts and sculpted curves of her body. Even with super-stamina this felt exhausting, although in the best way possible. And her quivering pussy ached, jealous of the furious attention that Naomi received. Rachel let the frustration build deliberately keeping her hands away or moving them at all.
As the heat of the moment left her, Rachel sheepishly covered her exposed and bountiful chest with her forearm, breastflesh spilling around the forelimb. Her eyes darted around, feeling exposed with the open wilderness all around them, despite being all alone out here. Then she laughed, joined in by her grinning girlfriend as she slipped her dripping fingers out. Fuck, all of this was weird. But she loved it all the same. Rachel reached out with one of her hands, slipping around the small of the approaching Naomi's back. Her fingertips grazed the other woman's firm ass. Definitely a bottom heavy girl, she thought as they kissed. Then, with a slight pull, Astraea forced Delta-V to straddle her thigh before rising into the air.
They continued to kiss, sharing saliva and tongue between themselves. Neither were sure where they were going as they spread outward, kissing the sides of their mouth, then craning their neck when they flowed out over the shoulders before being pulled back by a pair of insistent and full lips before the cycle repeated itself. She had long since stopped keep track of their hands. "Oh, gods! I want to fuck you so badly. Don't care who hears or sees us." It was all a haze, and Rachel couldn't be sure if she or Naomi had said it between the affirmations spilling out of their mouths whenever they weren't otherwise occupied. The tomboy tried to play it cool with her aviators and tough exterior, but the lesbian was as sappy and love-struck as anyone else. Luckily, Rachel was... Naomi bit her girlfriend's lower lip and lightly pulled... sworn to... she cupped and tugged at one of her nipples before pinching the erect milker between a pair of fingers... silence.
They were hovering above the treetops when they noticed how high up they were, leaving a dizzying fall for Delta-V should her sidekick let go. The speedster ground her pussy against Rachel's thigh in careful undulations, trusting the naughty hand that kept stealing squeezes of her thick ass to keep her steady. Her expression was wild. "Yeah, never looking down again. But I can't believe we're actually flying." The speedster threw her head back and let out an ecstatic and passionate 'whoooop!' that echoed against the forest that spread out around them and set Rachel's heart racing with the infectious emotion. They were flying! Or floating! Whatever! The important thing was they more than a dozen, possibly two, feet in the air! She didn't have time to calm herself before Naomi's fingers left a burning trail of sensation when they crawled along her rock-solid abs and down to her crotch. "And I can't believe how wet you are." Rachel's only defense of her non-existent virtue was a quiet whimper followed by a weak nod at her girlfriend's silent ask before she slid in her first finger.
As her pussy's fleshy walls and muscles coiled around the digit, the hero felt a surge of energy built up inside of her. Sparks were suddenly dancing around her fingertips and sought the nearest way to escape: straight into the base of her girlfriend's spine. The speedster's howl was loud and ragged, ensuring that whatever hadn't heard the last scream certainly did so now. Rachel was shot through with sudden worry, almost considering landing before she took in the unfocused gaze and slack expression Naomi wore. "Whatever you did, please do it again." She practically begged before another spasm rocked the speedster's spine and was interrupted by a groan of pure ecstasy that was impossible to miss.
Whatever reasons Rachel had for toying with her powers were lost when her girlfriend found her g-spot and slipped another finger inside the wet passage. Both of the slender fingers were reaching so deeply inside of her. Coiling, rubbing, and scratching. They felt nothing like when she used her own to pleasure herself. Drunk on lust, Rachel summoned her power again. Navigating the distractions of her head filled with everything Naomi was, from how she smelled and naked skin felt against hers, to reach a deep and crackling wellspring of energy and then draw only a trickle from it. Not for the last time, Rachel couldn't believe how lucky she was to be able to be together with this woman.
A weak current ran through her fingers, literally electrifying Naomi's nerves as they roamed over her beautiful body. Whatever her girlfriend felt, all Rachel knew was her entire skin was tingling as well. It was an all-encompassing buzz that numbed every sensation except for her pleasure center that lit up and nearly overwhelmed her mind. "I'm gonna cum soon," Astraea warned her partner as she felt the pressure building in her core.
"Don't. Lie back, Rachel. And...hahaaa! Turn off the lightning or else I'm gonna cum too." It was awkward without any support provided by a flat surface, but as Rachel followed Naomi's instruction, the speedster crawled around her like a spider until they were facing each other's dripping sex. A droplet of the speedster's translucent juices fell into Rachel's open and panting mouth. There was a rush that made the superwoman's heart beat faster inside her rib cage as she felt the taste spread like a warm wave through her blushing and hot body. The lesbian wasn't sure what another woman was supposed to taste like, but it was like this then she'd never eat anything else in her life. At least she knew what she was supposed to do next. Rachel took a firmer grip around the speedster's waist and pulled her wriggling and teasing ass down.
"Mhmm, right there. Fuuuuck! Yesss! Girl, you were made for eating pussy." Naomi wasn't satisfied with commenting. After brushing away her hair, she leaned down and pushed her tongue as far as she could inside her girlfriend's slit. The speedster tried her best to avoid looking straight into the ground to avoid the vertigo – not hard with such perfect and naughty pussy in front of her. After Rachel's display, the competitive lover was eager to show her skills as she set to vibrate her tongue and a thumb she held dangerously close to Rachel's exposed clit.
Rachel's muffled moans reverberated through her girlfriend's sex. Her voice felt hoarse and mouth a mixture of dry wetness as she swallowed her juices before risking choking on them. Somehow she still maintaining her balance in the air, even as her back and stomach twitched as she tried to retain control of her sex against the mounting pleasure. "Naomi– umming! I'm cumming!" The relief she felt as she lost control was indescribable, Rachel was still deep inside her girlfriend and used what strength she could muster to hold her there, determined to not let up until they both were cumming their brains out. There was no mother to interrupt her lashing tongue now.
She was too out of it to smile when she heard the sound of Naomi's cry.
"That. Was. Amazing."
"So worth waiting for."