Super Suzy
By Sonofjack, sonofjackwell@gmail.com
Charlotte takes her boyfriend Mark home to meet her family – her mother, father and littler sister....


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Charlotte pushed her younger sister Suzy down on the ground. Suzy is eight
years old. When Suzy tried to get up, Charlotte pushed her down again. "Stop
pushing me," Suzy said.

"Why don't you make me stop?" Charlotte said with a sneer.

"I can't; you're bigger and stronger than me," Suzy whined.

"That's right, and I always will be," Charlotte said, "And don't you forget
it." Charlotte didn't like her little sister very much. She still remembers
the day when she was three and her parents brought Suzy home from the
hospital. That was the day that Charlotte stopped being the center of
attention.

It didn't help that as Suzy got holder everyone thought of her as "the pretty
sister". What else could they think? Suzy was blessed with a naturally angelic
face and the most beautiful golden hair imaginable. She was so cute and petite
whereas Charlotte was always big for her age. If Suzy hadn't always been
around to be compared with, more people might have noticed that Charlotte had
a pretty face.

Charlotte got even by making her sister's life miserable whenever their
parents were too busy to notice. That turned out to be most of the time since
their parents were usually busy tending to the family farm.

Every time Suzy tried to get up, Charlotte pushed her back down again. "You
can't get up until I decide to let you up," Charlotte teased. "I'm stronger
than you, and there's nothing you can do about it." Charlotte tortured her
sister like this until Suzy started crying. The rage and the frustration were
just too great. Once Suzy started crying, Charlotte got bored and went inside.

Suzy was now alone in the front yard. Their father was in the barn tending a
sick cow, and their mother was inside doing the laundry.

"Someday I'll get even with Charlotte," Suzy said. Then, through her tears,
she saw a bright light in the daytime sky. Though it was a sunny day, this
light was even brighter than the sun. "I've never seen a star during the
daytime before," Suzy said.

Knowing that first stars were good for making wishes, Suzy decided to make a
wish on this star. She took a deep breath and said, "I wish that someday, I'd
be stronger than Charlotte. I wish that when I turn fifteen I'd be the most
strongest and the most super girl in the whole world." Suzy watched as the
star got bigger and bigger until it popped like a balloon that lit up the
entire sky and bathed her in warmth and radiance.

"I better not tell anybody about this," Suzy thought, and she never did.

Ten years later, Charlotte was driving along a country road heading home for
the first time in over a year. With her was Mark, her boyfriend of almost six
months. Mark could not help noticing that the closer they got to Charlotte's
parents' farm, the more quiet and sullen Charlotte became.

Mark knew that for some reason Charlotte did not ever want to visit the farm.
This puzzled Mark because he also knew that she loved her parents very much.
Charlotte's reluctance to go home had something to do with her sister Suzy,
but he couldn't understand why that alone would keep her from seeing her
parents.

It was Mark who really pushed for this meeting to take place. He was in love
with Charlotte and felt that it was time for him to meet her parents. When
Charlotte mentioned that Suzy's eighteenth birthday was coming up, Mark
suggested that this would be a great time for him to meet Charlotte's family.

"Oh great," Charlotte said, "Another opportunity for Suzy to be the center of
attention!" Somehow Mark talked her into going anyway.

Mark wasn't entirely sure what the source of tension was between Suzy and
Charlotte. He knew things got worse once Suzy turned fifteen and that it had
to do with the fact that Suzy was considered "the pretty sister". Mark assured
Charlotte that this was insane. He often told his girlfriend that to him she
was the most beautiful girl in the world.

To Mark this was one hundred percent accurate. It's true that Charlotte had a
somewhat masculine figure with very few feminine curves. This is not to say
that she was muscular like a man however. In fact, her arms and legs were on
the flabby side. Her "masculine figure" meant that she had a flat chest with
A-cup breasts, narrow hips and a flat booty.

Of course, Charlotte thought she was fat which was not really true. She could
be described as almost chubby however.

None of that mattered to Mark. Charlotte had a pretty face with a sweet smile.
The only thing Mark found unattractive about Charlotte was her lack of
self-confidence. She required a great deal of reassurance. It didn't help that
she was not a very good student at the college they both attended. Even for
someone who was in love with Charlotte, her constant need for validation and
support could be exhausting.

"Why so quiet?" Mark asked.

"Because I'm dreading what's going to happen when you meet my sister,"
Charlotte said. "I bet that you'll take one look at her and forget all about
me."

"Come on, Char, give me a little more credit than that. Don't you believe me
when I tell you that I love you?" Charlotte glanced over at Mark. She thought
about it for a second or two, smiled at him and nodded yes. "And you know I'm
not the kind of guy that goes for the kind of girls that most guys find
attractive."

"That's true. If you were you wouldn't be in love with me," Charlotte said.

"Stop that!" Mark admonished, "I didn't mean it like that and you know it. I
only meant that I'm not going to forget the special bond we share just because
your sister might be pretty in a superficial sort of way." Then he added,
"Besides, how pretty can Suzy be?"

Ten minutes later they were pulling into the driveway of the farmhouse. There
were several cars parked all around and fifteen to twenty boys between the
ages of seventeen and twenty-five standing around in the front yard. "Who are
they?" Mark asked.

"Those are no doubt Suzy's current worshippers," Charlotte replied.

"Seriously?" Mark asked.

"You'll see," said Charlotte cryptically.

Charlotte's father came out to meet them. Mark could see a great deal of
resemblance between Charlotte and her father. "Please to meet you, sir," Mark
said as he shook hands with the man he hoped would someday be his
father-in-law. "He has a firm handshake," Mark thought.

A few minutes later Mark was in the kitchen meeting Charlotte's mother. He was
taken aback by how pretty she was for an older woman. When he shook hands with
her, Mark noticed that she also had a solid grip.

"Where's the princess?" Charlotte asked sarcastically.

"Now, Charlotte, don't be that way," her mother scolded, "Suzy can't help it
if she's pretty."

Mark heard a voice from behind him. "Well, if it isn't Char-loser and her new
boyfriend." Mark turned to see who was being so mean to his girlfriend. He
intended to take up for Charlotte. Instead what he saw stunned him into
silence.

Bouncing down the stairs - and the only word to describe the way Suzy moved
was "bouncing" - was the most gorgeous creature Mark had ever seen. In fact,
Suzy was more exquisite than Mark had ever dared to dream a woman could be.

Her golden hair seemed to float around her head and shoulders and halfway down
her back like a glowing halo of loose curls. Somehow, even though he'd only
just seen Suzy for the first time, Mark knew that this was the natural state
of Suzy's hair without any fuss from the moment she rolled out of bed.

Her angelic face somehow captured the essence of innocence and yet inspired
carnal desire in equal parts. Mark sensed immediately from looking into Suzy's
big, violet eyes that no man could ever fully possess this wild and beautiful
goddess, but that if any man ever did, Suzy would shower him with untold
erotic pleasures beyond imagining.

As beautiful as Suzy's face was, however, her body was even more captivating.
She was 5'6", 105 pounds of feminine perfection. Though her face was angelic,
her body with its outstanding 48-22-34 figure was pure sin. If anyone ever
needed to define the term "walking wet dream" all they had to do is show
someone a picture of Suzy - especially the way she was dressed that day.

She was wearing yoga pants that had a tiger stripe pattern. They fit her like
a second skin. Every lovely curve of her toned, long, fit legs could be
clearly seen. Her sweet, magnificent, tight ass looked like a round ripe piece
of fruit that was begging to be nibbled on. Her flat, toned bare tummy was so
enticing that Mark found himself wanting to go down on his knees and plant
kissed around her sexy belly button.

Suzy's shoulders and arms looked fitness model strong and toned. Her hands
were delicate and graceful with long slender fingers, and her bare feet looked
like they were made to be kissed by her army of worshippers.

However, the star attraction of Suzy's body was her
so-awesome-you-had-to-see-them-to-fully-appreciate-them breasts. They were
huge, and they were barely contained by the string bikini top she was wearing.
They were so big that they would have looked out of proportion on Suzy's
otherwise petit frame if Suzy didn't carry herself with such supreme poise and
confidence. But with her self-assurance, grace and pure take-no-prisoners
attitude, Suzy was able to completely pull off her gigantic, round, gravity
defying tits. Even though they stood firm and proud they also jiggled
generously with every move she made.

Mark was still dazed by Suzy's beautiful when she walked up to him and said,
"You must be Mark." She stood so uncomfortably close to him that he could feel
the brush of her nipples which protruded from her barely there bikini top
against his chest. Mark held his hand out to shake. He was shocked to discover
that her grip felt like a vice. It took most of his willpower not to cry out
in pain as she lightly squeezed his hand. When she released his hand it took
even more willpower for him to not drop to his knees and beg her to squeeze it
again. The intense pain was a small price to pay for the thrill of feeling her
warm touch.

When she took her index finger and gently touched his chin, he felt a wave of
heat that swept through his entire body and the stirring of his penis as it
became instantly erect. "You're kind of cute, Mark - much too cute to be going
out with my cow of a sister."

Once again, Mark wanted to tell Suzy to stop insulting his girlfriend, but he
found himself unable to raise his voice against her. It was even an effort for
him to take his eyes off of Suzy long enough for him to glance at Charlotte to
gage her reaction.

Charlotte looked sad and hurt, but she also looked resigned to endure her
sister's abuse. Mark wondered why their parents didn't make Suzy stop verbally
abusing Charlotte, but one look at them told the whole story. They were much
too enchanted by Suzy to see that anything she did was wrong or hurtful.

"I guess I better go outside and see what all those boys in the yard want, as
if I don't know." Mark watched Suzy's perfect ass sway back and forth as she
made her way towards the door. It looked so supple and kissable. Just before
stepping out the door Suzy paused, turned her head barely an inch towards Mark
and said over her shoulder, "Care to join me, Mark?"

Mark knew that the right thing to do was to turn her down. After all, she'd
insulted his girlfriend twice already. However, he was overcome by an
irresistible impulse to follow the beautiful and sexy eighteen year old
goddess. He took a step towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Charlotte asked him.

"Well... it would be rude to refuse her invitation on her birthday, wouldn't
it?" Mark knew how lame this sounded, but he didn't care. At least, he didn't
care until he noticed the tears in Charlotte's eyes.

Mark was able to regain at least a little self control. Although he really
wanted to go outside and see what Suzy was up to, he knew that doing so would
hurt Charlotte's feelings. His true love for Charlotte plus the fact that he
could no longer see nor hear Suzy gave him the strength to stay. Still,
resisting her was one of the hardest things he'd even done in his life.

"I'm sorry, Char, what would you like to do?"

"Well, since we came all this way, I thought we could just visit with mother
for awhile." And so, Mark, Charlotte and her mother went into the kitchen and
sat at the table and began chatting away.

Mark lasted almost three minutes before he knew that somehow he had to escape.
He excused himself to the bathroom and headed off in that direction. Once he
was out of sight, he made a break for the front door. "They won't even notice
I'm gone," he lied to himself.

Once outside, he looked around but he saw no sign of Suzy or her not-at-all
secret admirers. He saw that their cars were still parked out front, so he
knew they hadn't left. There was a big barn about a hundred yards from the
house so he decided to look there.

Once he reached the barn, he peaked inside. There he saw Suzy in the center of
a big open area. Her boys had formed a big circle around her. Mark slipped
into the barn and hid behind a tractor. He did a quick count and found that
there were eighteen boys surrounding Suzy.

"I want to thank all you boys for the lovely birthday gifts," Suzy said
sweetly. Mark noticed a work bench off to the side with Suzy's presents on it.
He was shocked to see the bench stacked with expensive jewelry, the latest
state-of-the-art electronic gadgets, four or five sets of car keys, and what
appeared to be some kind of blue and red outfit. He wondered what sacrifices
these boys must have made in order to be able to afford such expensive gifts.

Then he wondered what sacrifices he would make to please Suzy. The thought of
the lengths he might go to frightened him.

"Of course, you boys know that I deserve to be showered with expensive gifts,"
Suzy said, "But I still wish there was some way I could thank all of you
properly."

"How about a kiss?" one of the boys suggested.

"Now, Jeffrey, you remember the last time I gave you a kiss, don't you? Yes,
it made you cum, but you also became so over stimulated that you fainted
halfway through your orgasm and weren't able to enjoy it." Jeffrey nodded his
head in shame.

"How about a demonstration of your power?" another boy said.

"That's a great idea," yet another boy agreed. Several other boys also voiced
their approval of this idea.

"Is that what you boys would like?" Suzy asked, "A demonstration of my awesome
power?"

They all shouted various forms of "Hell yeah!"

Mark wondered what they meant by Suzy's "power". He figured that it must be
her overwhelming sensuality which certainly made her powerful.

Suzy instructed the boys to get s long stretch of sturdy rope that was hanging
on the wall of the barn and to lay it out on the ground. "You boys grab that
end of the rope," she said. Suzy picked up the other end and held it with one
hand. She used her foot to draw a line in the dirt about two inches in front
of her. "If you boys can pull me over this line, I'll take off my bikini top
and show you my naked tits!"

Mark watched as the wave of excitement swept over the boys. He saw them brace
themselves in anticipation. He didn't blame them. The prospect of seeing
Suzy's naked tits was a powerful incentive. "But surely Suzy's not planning on
taking on all those boys in a tug-of-way," he thought.

When Suzy gave the signal the boys began to pull. All eighteen boys were
straining their muscles and pulling with all their might. They were trying
mightily to win the prize. While the boys pulled as hard as they could, Suzy
stood there holding the rope with one hand not straining in the least. She was
so casual about this "contest" that at one point she used her free hand to
stifle a yawn. Yet the boys didn't budge Suzy one inch.

Mark watched as Suzy demonstrated without any doubt that she had more strength
with one hand barely trying than eighteen strong, healthy young men pulling
with all the strength of their whole bodies!

Then she began to taunt them. "Come on you bunch of weak boys, can't you do
any better than that? I'm just a pretty little girl, and I'm stronger with one
hand than all of you put together. How can one sexy little girl be stronger
than eighteen big, strong men. I mean look at me. I know that all of you boys
want to fuck me, and I'll let you. All you have to do is pull my sexy little
body two inches, but you can't do it, can you? Of course you can't because
you're just a bunch of weak boys, and I'm a very, very strong girl. Boys are
just sooo weak compared to me!"

Watching from his secret hiding place, Mark began stroking his cock. First he
rubbed it through his pants. Soon, he took it out and stroked it harder.
Seeing how strong sexy Suzy was drove him made him crazy with desire for her.

"Look at my sexy body, boys. Look at my round, tight ass, my long, shapely
legs, my wide, womanly hips and my trim, flat tummy. Look at me and drool
boys. And look at my huge, round, soft, warm tits. You can have these tits,
boys. I'll wrap them around your dicks one at a time and fuck you with them if
you can beat me, but you never will. You're just not nearly strong enough to
overcome my awesome super-strength."

Mark was watching and listening to Suzy taunt the boys and beating his rock
hard cock furiously. Then Suzy said, "I'll make it easier for you boys. I'll
only hold the rope with two little fingers." She held the rope up to show that
she was holding it with just her thumb and index finger. Still, all eighteen
boys pulling together could not budge the spectacular teen goddess one single
inch.

Mark couldn't take it any longer. His cock exploded with the most powerful
orgasm of his life. He howled like a wolf as he spewed forth what seemed like
a gallon of cum.

It was then that Suzy finally pulled back on the rope and pulled the eighteen
boys off their feet. "Thank you boys; you can all get up now and go home and
jerk off while you dream of fucking me."

"What?" asked one of the boys. "That's all we get?"

"You must be new," Suzy said, "What else did you expect? I put on a sexy
outfit and let you admire me. I gave you a demonstration of my super-strength
while I talked dirty to you. Run along now before you make me lose my temper."
They were all terrified of that so they quickly left. As they filed out of the
barn, Suzy said, "And thanks again for the expensive presents."

When the boys were gone, Suzy said, "You can come out from behind that tractor
now, Mark." When he didn't come out right away Suzy threatened, "Or would you
like for me to come over and get you?"

Mark stepped out and said, "How long have known I was there?"

"Since before you entered the barn," Suzy replied. "So, what did you think of
my little demonstration?"

"You mean all of that was for my benefit?" Mark asked.

"Well... yours and hers," Suzy said. She pointed over to a side door in the
barn where Charlotte was standing and crying.

"Char! H-how long have you been watching?" Mark asked.

Charlotte was crying too hard to reply. "She got here about a minute after
you," Suzy replied with a giggle.

"So all of this was -"

"To show my fat pig of a sister that I have the power to take anything she
wants including you," Charlotte completed his sentence.

"But why?" Mark asked.

"Charlotte knows why, and it's none of your business."

Mark looked at Charlotte and said, "Char... I'm truly sorry."

"Of course you are," Suzy said. "I can tell you truly love my sister although
I can't imagine why. But that doesn't change the fact that I now own you, does
it?" Mark didn't say yes, but, more importantly to Charlotte, he didn't say no
either.

"Still think you can resist me?" Suzy scoffed. "I think that I have something
here that will change your mind." She went over to the work bench where her
presents were and grabbed the blue and red outfit. She ducked behind some hay
bales and emerged five seconds later wearing a custom made full Supergirl
outfit complete with cape, bare midriff, short skirt and sexy red boots.

As Charlotte watched, her supremely hot and super-strong younger sister,
dressed in her sexy Supergirl costume, walked over to her boyfriend and said,
"Are you ready to be my slave yet?"

Mark's face reflected the turmoil in his heart. He loved Charlotte, but he
longed to worship the super-sexy, super-powerful Suzy.

Then Suzy did the impossible. She tucked one leg slightly behind the other put
her arms slightly out to her sides and began to rise. She floated sixteen
inches off the ground and hovered there. She placed her finger on Mark's chin
again, but this time she used it to lift him off the ground. "I repeat, you
worm, are you ready to be my slave yet?"

Though Charlotte's sobs were pounding in his ears, Mark looked up at the
goddess who was lifting him effortlessly with one finger and whispered, "Yes,
Master."

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