Allison desperately needed cock. She admitted it to herself. When she got back to her dorm room, she tossed and turned in her bed, unable to find relief with her own touch. She remembered Bullseye's offer. She should just go over there and get it over with. Maybe then she could get back to focusing on being a sidekick. She loved Mark, but Mark wasn't here, and it was late enough that he would be asleep, so calling him wasn't really an option.
"Urgh!" Allison let out a grunt of frustration. Her mind was thinking back to Zoe and how she so nonchalantly cheated on Jetstream, sucking off some guy she had met that night in the club's bathroom stall, and Zoe was supposed to be the shy one. If only Allison could be so bold.
Allison ached for release, but her usual solo routines weren't cutting it tonight. "Fuuuck." she sighed.
Rolling onto her back, Allison gazed up at the ceiling, her hands rubbing over her body as she felt the energy coursing through her. An idea sparked. 'Learn to use my powers,' she reached between her legs, gathering her energy. A purple shimmer formed between her thighs, moulding into a phallic shape, growing thicker and longer until she held a shimmering purple cock made of energy in her hands.
Allison guided the vibrantly coloured dildo to her entrance. She pushed, feeling the slick, pulsating energy slide into her with ease. It was strangely arousing, the sensation different from a regular toy or a man's cock. This was an extension of herself.
She moaned, her breath coming in short gasps as she began to thrust, imagining Bullseye above her, that cocky smirk on his face as he filled her. Then the image morphed, and it was Jake, his powerful hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her with primal need. The fantasy shifted again, the older stranger at the club, who hadn't even given her his name.
"Aaah!" Allison cried out, her back arching as she thrust the energy cock harder and faster. It slid in and out with a wet, squelching sound, the unique sensations building her towards a climax. But something was missing, the fantasy not quite enough to push her over the edge. She needed more, craved a genuine touch, a genuine connection, and the longing for completion left her teetering on the edge of satisfaction, yet still wanting. She decided it was time.
She got up, got dressed, and left her room. A few minutes later, Allison knocked on Bullseye's door.
The door opened, and Bullseye stood before her, wearing only a pair of loose boxer shorts. His chest was bare and glistening, his blond hair messy, as if he'd been sleeping. He grinned as if he knew he'd won.
"Nightshade," he greeted, his voice low and inviting. "I've been expecting you."
Allison felt a rush of desire at the sight of him, the reality of the moment hitting her full force. She stepped into the room, her heart pounding. "Bullseye," she whispered, her eyes taking in his sculpted body, the definition of his abs.
"Congratulations on passing your first exam," he said, stepping aside to let her enter. "I heard you really took charge. Showed everyone what you're made of."
Allison felt a flush of pride, mixed with a growing warmth between her legs. "Thanks," she said, her voice steady, despite her nerves. "I'm ready to take you up on your offer."
"Are you, now? Prove it."
"Prove it?" Allison didn't quite get what he meant.
"Pull down my boxer shorts and make me want you," Bullseye said, his words commanding.
Allison stepped closer, her heart racing as she reached out and hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband of his shorts. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulled them down, revealing his manhood.
Bullseye's cock was thick and veiny, the tip already glistening with anticipation. It was easily three times the size of Mark's, and it wasn't even fully erect yet. Allison held her breath as she took in its impressive length and girth.
She hesitated, her hand hovering just above it, feeling the warmth radiating from his flesh. "It's so big," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of awe and trepidation.
"Then you better get started," Bullseye said, his voice laced with amusement. "It's not going to suck itself."
Allison's nervousness dissolved into determination. She wanted this, and she wanted to prove that she could handle it. With a steady hand, she reached forward and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. She began to stroke, slowly at first, getting a feel for his size and hardness.
Her grip tightened, and she found a rhythm, stroking him with long, firm motions. She could feel his cock twitch and throb in her hand, growing harder and heavier with each passing moment. The head was enormous, the veins along its length standing out proudly as it thickened.
Allison moaned softly, surprised at how much she was enjoying this. She picked up the pace, her hand gliding up and down his shaft with increasing urgency. She could feel the blood pumping through it, making it swell even larger in her grasp.
"That's it Nightshade," Bullseye grunted, his eyes closing in pleasure. "Show me what a quick study you are."
Allison continued to work Bullseye's cock, seeing the massive length as a challenge to conquer. Her own arousal heightened as she pictured the many ways she could please him. She considered taking the head into her mouth, tasting the salty pre-cum that had begun to leak from the tip. But another idea, more daring, began to form in her mind.
Bullseye groaned, his eyes flashing open as he watched her. "You're a natural," he said, his voice hoarse with need, "but I know you want more than just a handjob."
"Maybe I do." Allison teased, her confidence building. She wanted to explore, push the boundaries of her powers and her desires. With a mischievous smile, she stepped back, releasing his shaft.
Reaching out with her telekinetic powers, she formed a vortex of purple energy around his cock, crafting a tight, pulsating sleeve that encased the entire length. A pocket pussy, made purely of her energy, hugging every contour of his shaft.
"Holy shit..." Bullseye muttered as Allison began to pump her energy construct up and down his length. The sensation was unlike anything he'd experienced before.
Allison watched, fascinated, as her energy-crafted toy slid up and down his shaft. She controlled it with her mind, adjusting the grip and speed to maximise his pleasure. The motion was fluid and relentless, a unique experience that neither of them had ever felt before.
"This is..." Bullseye trailed off, his breath coming in sharp gasps. "Fucking incredible."
The sleeve of energy moved faster, the friction and stimulation driving him wild. Pre-cum leaked from the tip, lubricating the energetic canal, making the sensations even more intense. A few minutes later, Allison was impressed. Bullseye had already lasted much longer than Mark could.
"That's it, Nightshade." Bullseye encouraged, his voice strained. "Keep going. I'm close."
Determined to push him over the edge, Allison increased the pace. Her concentration deepened as she fine-tuned the sensations, drawing out every ounce of pleasure. She could sense his balls tightening, his cock twitching, signalling his impending release.
"Oh fuck, here it comes!" Bullseye cried out, his body stiffening as he reached his climax.
The purple sleeve milked his cock, the tight grip and rapid strokes bringing him to an explosive orgasm. Jet after jet of thick, white cum spurted from the tip, mingling with her purple energy in a dazzling display. It was a sight to behold, a fusion of her power and his passion.
As his climax subsided, Bullseye leaned back against the wall, his chest heaving. He gazed at Allison with a mix of astonishment and admiration. "That was..." He struggled to find the words. "Fucking unbelievable… But I'm not letting you off that easily." Bullseye was surprised that Allison was such a formidable foe.
"My turn," he said, his voice filled with promise.
Bullseye closed the distance between them. Allison's body tingled with anticipation as she found herself wanting more, needing to feel him inside her.
In a swift motion, Bullseye lifted Allison off her feet and tossed her onto the bed. She landed on the soft mattress, her hair splayed out around her, and her purple eyes sparkling with desire.
Bullseye joined her on the bed, his gaze fixed on her body as he reached out and placed his hands on her thighs. With a squeeze, he began to massage her soft flesh, his touch sending shivers up her spine.
"You're so beautiful," he admired, his fingers trailing upwards, inching closer to the centre of her desire.
Allison moaned, her breath quickening as she felt his fingertips brush against her panties. The fabric was already damp with her arousal, the scent of her need filling the air between them.
Bullseye slid his fingers underneath the fabric, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her body. With a gentle motion, he tugged the panties down, baring her completely.
"So wet," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin as he leaned in close. "You've been wanting this, haven't you?"
Allison nodded, unable to speak as the sensation overwhelmed her. She felt exposed and vulnerable, yet incredibly aroused. Her heart pounded in her chest as she anticipated what was to come.
Bullseye aligned his fingers with her slit, his touch gentle and teasing at first. He dragged his fingertips through her folds, collecting her essence on his skin. With a flick of his wrist, he brought his fingers to his mouth, savouring her taste with a moan of appreciation.
"Mmm, delicious," he purred, his eyes darkening with lust. "Now, let's see how you react to this."
With that, Bullseye slid two fingers into her waiting pussy, his kinetic powers enhancing the sensation. It was fucking incredible... She cried out, a jolt of pleasure shot through her.
Bullseye's fingers moved within her, his touch expert and sure. He curled his fingers, searching for that magical spot that would send her over the edge. His thumb rubbed circles around her clit, adding to the overwhelming stimulation.
Allison moaned, her body trembling as he began to thrust his fingers in and out, his palm pressing against her sensitive bud with each retreat. The sensations built, spiralling into a whirlwind of pleasure.
"That's it, Nightshade." Bullseye encouraged, his voice thick with his own arousal. "Let go. Come for me."
His fingers moved faster, his kinetic powers intensifying the stimulation. Allison cried out, her body tensing as she teetered on the edge. Then, with a final flick of his wrist, Bullseye sent her tumbling over the precipice.
"OHH!" Allison shouted, her body convulsing as she was rocked by the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. It was like a shockwave, rippling through her, her vision flashing white as her powers surged in response to her climax, floating her off of the mattress. The world around her seemed to vibrate in time with her pleasure.
She dropped back down from the air and from her peak. Allison lay panting, her body spent and satisfied. She gazed up at Bullseye, her eyes sparkling with lust and gratitude.
"That was..." She struggled to find the words. "Electric. I've never felt anything like it."
"I always hit my target." Bullseye joked.
Allison ignored his terrible humour and fell asleep there in Bullseye's arms, hoping Mark would never find out about this. At least she felt… satisfied.