ONE: Sex, Blockbuster & Chloe Sullivan

He had her. He knew deep inside she still wanted him. He could see it all over her face. Well, if he were looking at her face, perhaps he would.

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They were out today. Just like they were out together any other day. Went to Blockbuster, browsed the movie section, and then it suddenly dawned on him.

"I wonder if they sell porn here?" Hearing himself speak the words to her, he caught his embarrassment in a nearby mirror. Chloe turned and laughed at his bold statement, then immediately crossed her arms.

"Clark Kent, you're into porn?" Clark joined her laughter and shrugged. "Well, I AM a guy, in case you haven't noticed."

Now it was her turn to blush. 'Oh, I noticed it alright. Every-damn-day I notice how much of a man you are...' She felt her cheeks turn crimson red and forced her eyes to stare at the floor. Clark knew immediately what she had been thinking about and decided to change the subject.

"You know, I really appreciate you, ya know, getting me back out into the world. Everything has been so down lately, and you're always a breath of fresh air to me." She laughed again, this time over his bumbling use of words. "You're welcome, Clark. I just thought you could definitely use a friend right now, and who else better to keep you company, then yours truly?"

She winked at him, and grabbed his arm. "Now, about that porn you were talking about."

Forcing both of them through the exit, he jumped into the passenger seat of her tiny beetle and they left, headed downtown.

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Her whimpering was intoxicating him and giving him a renewed sense of pleasure. How she knew what he enjoyed and all the right spots to touch, remained a mystery to him. Not that he cared right now. Watching her with her face shoved into the wall and gripping the metal fixture, he couldn't help but smile. Smile at how quickly things had changed between them.

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"So, where are we going?" Clark asked, peering out of her window and watching as the street signs flew by, making the names blurry. "Can't tell you big boy. It's a secret."

He always enjoyed it when she called him that. Something inside would always does a flip and he wondered if she meant it literally. Then again, how would she have known; He couldn't remember a time in their past where she could have seen him naked. Either way, he hoped she continued that tradition.

"Okay then." He sighed and began to absentmindedly draw circles on his knee, feeling the nervous twitch creeping up his spine. "It's okay Clark. I'm not taking you to some homemade lab in someone's torture chamber basement."

Snapping himself out of the momentary train of his thoughts, her words pierced through him. Turning to face her, she smiled warmly over at him and mouthed "just kidding," creating a smile of his own.

"You had me worried there for a minute Chloe. That's not funny, you know." Feeling her chest swell with regret, she leaned over and placed her hand on his thigh. "I didn't mean it Clark. I was only poking fun at your obvious nervousness over there. Seriously, you have nothing to sweat over. It's just some place that I think you will find interesting."

Her palm resting on his leg was put there to ease his futile worries. It wasn't. Her small feminine hand was causing a riot to break out inside his head and his jeans were somehow closing in around his most precious area.

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Turning herself around to face him, she lowered her petite body and grabbed his hips. Without grabbing him directly, she lifted her head and eased her mouth around his hard cock. Feeling the shockwaves reverberate from his head to toe, she smiled proudly with accomplishment. She knew he wouldn't have expected her to take all of him, but there were still secrets Chloe kept from him, and now was the time to divulge.

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"We're here. Now, before you go and drop the anvil of opinions on this place, keep an open mind. Please. It'll be fun." Clark took his seat belt off and slipped out of the small coupe. "Where exactly is here?" He asked while turning in spheres trying to decipher their location.

"Well, here's the back door of the place. This guy is one of my contacts for all of LuthorCorp's...umm..how should I say this. Naughty activity? You'd be surprised to know how much this emo kid knows." Clark walked behind her, scanning the local establishments and frowning slightly.

"Are we here on business or something?" Smiling and uttering small innuendos beneath her breath, she turned and saw him trip. Forgetting his ability to hear things at almost inaudible lengths, she bit her lip.

"Super hearing, Chloe. Remember?" Not many times had Chloe witnessed Clark Kent blush, but there was no mistaking it. Stopping, she turned to him and placed her hand on his chest. "I'm sorry. Let's just, forget I said anything."

But it was too late. He had heard her words of desire and his own were clouding his mind at the current moment, forcing him to want her in a way he hadn't known was possible.

Stepping through the door, the distinct scent of sex washed over his senses. His dick was screaming to be released from the now prison of his pants, and he wondered why in the world had he not chose to just go out with her naked.

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Looking down at her sun bathed hair and gentle appearance, he felt himself slide down her throat. Never in his life would he have pictured Chloe taking him the way she currently was. Her hold on his hips was strong but the way her tongue flexed around him was driving him close to insanity. This was his best friend. The girl who became his sidekick and official partner in crime. But her role as a woman was certainly the best unforeseen quality to him right now. Grabbing the back of her head, he held her there and ran his fingers through her beautifully short hair.

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"This place is called....what? Again?" Chloe giggled at his question and watched as he went back and forth looking at all the sex related items, toys, magazines, videos, and general advertisements adorned on the walls.

"Triple S, or Sam's Sex Shop. Whichever you prefer." Clark ran his hands through his hair and looked longingly at her. "And you brought me here why?" Her heart sank as she saw the look on his face morph to one of complete embarrassment. "Well, I thought it would have been funny, given what you asked about in Blockbuster."

"Ahh, well....Chloe, come here. Look at that." Chloe lost all traces of her former thoughts and stood next to him, looking over the item placed in his hand. "What, what..is this? It's so little." She laughed once again, and picked it up out of his hand. "It's called a pocket rocket. Just a small version of a vibrator. Ya know, just in case girls like me get a little lonely on the drive to and from Smallville and Metropolis."

Clark looked at her, and tilted his head. "You actually use these kind of things?"

Just then, Sam walked over to where they were standing and hugged Chloe from behind. "There's my favorite blonde. What? You can't even say hello when you walk into my shop?" Chloe turned around and reciprocated his gesture and chuckled lovingly at his comment.

"Sorry Sam! Hey, I want you to meet Clark. Brought him him because he was wondering about some good old fashioned porn." Clark poked her back and shook the guy's hand. "Nice to meet you. Yea, that's me. Porn king of Smallville."

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She sensed his end coming and removed her mouth at the sound of his words. Letting the saliva drip down onto his balls, she stood up and faced him. Leaning into him, she began to stroke him with both hands, and while thoroughly enjoying it, the center of her being situated between her thighs was aching for attention. "Clark..." She whispered into his ear and kissed his neck. Her eyes were closed as she felt the steady rapid beating of his heart just below the surface of his skin.

She wanted him inside of her. Deep inside of her p**sy. It was throbbing of loneliness but she knew things must not be rushed. Standing back, she opened her eyes and walked across to the other side of the room. Leaning her back against the cold tile, she waited for him to come to her. It wouldn't be long now until she got what she brought him here for.

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All three laughing at Clark's comment made the situation a tad easier on him. "Well if you need anything girl, just call me. Gotta keep my eyes out for the wierdos that pop in here every so often."

Leaving the two of them mull over the hundreds of different items gracing the walls, he returned to his counter.

"So, are we buying something here today? Or did you just bring me here to gloat?" Clark asked. Surprise snaked it way over Chloe's face and she grabbed his arm. "Well, let's go over and check out what we originally came here for."

Making their way over to the video section and standing dangerously close to one another, Clark felt the heat smother him and force his eyes shut. He could smell her Ralph Lauren perfume and became increasingly intoxicated by the close proximity she kept towards him. "Chloe..."

Chloe felt his presence and wanted nothing more then to act out like one of the women adorned on the video boxes ahead of them, but quickly regained her composure.

"So, have you decided on anything?" Clark whipped his head around to her and smiled. "You actually want me to buy one of these? Were you planning on watching this with me, or is this a solo mission for me?" Chloe smiled and pinched him. "Whatever you want, Clark. Whatever you want."

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She was teasing him. Standing merely eight feet away and half naked. Licking her lips and sucking her fingers. He stood there for a moment and watched her. It enticed him and he knew it wouldn't be much longer until his will power gave way. Walking slowly over to her and becoming increasingly aware of his immanent erection, he grinned. He couldn't wait to feel himself inside her, surrounded by tight walls and stretching her to the limit.

"What do you want Chloe? Do you want me to f*ck you? Nice and slow? How do you want me to take you?"

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CONTINUATION --
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Standing there, side by side, Clark couldn't help but notice how turned on he was by the way she was just tugging on his t-shirt. Leading him from on aisle to the next, scanning on obscene DVD cover to the next, wondering how some of those people actually contort their bodies in such ways.

"Here we go!" Chloe exclaimed and forced him over to stare at a particular movie. "This is the one. Now, let's get this and go check out out." Smirking over at his sudden outward appearance, she knew now was the time to push the envelope. "That is okay, right Clark?"

Clark turned towards her and grinned. "Su...sure thing Chloe." She turned towards the checkout and Clark followed close behind. Without warning, he felt the need to x-ray Chloe and check out what he's been missing out. Sighing contently at sight unfolding before him, Chloe turned and caught him in the act.

Tossing him off to the side and into a row full of edible panties and thongs, Chloe smacked him lovingly. "Were you just doing what I think you were doing?" She whispered softly into his ear.

"Yes, I was." She smiled at his momentary bravery and then kissed his cheek. "You wish, Kent. You wish." With her last comment and the small kiss, Clark had finally reached his edge. "Chloe, come here." She had begun to walk away when she heard his request and returned to him.

Grabbing her gently, he steered her in the direction of the employees breakroom and motioned for her to be quiet. Smiling and giving into him, she decided to explore this a little further.

"Clark, why are we in here?" He scanned the room and ignored her question then settled his eyes directly on her. "You're making me insane. This whole day, your look, the store. I mean, you want to watch a porno with me, Chloe. What else do you want from me?"

The smile faded as she gathered he was angry, though as she lowered her gaze to the floor, something struck her. Staring at the center of his jeans and attempting to mask her laughter, she saw Clark Kent as hard as they can come.

"Clark?" She eased her way over to her and he looked down at himself. "Yes, I know. It's because of you. I need to be with you." Standing directly in front of him, she leaned in slowly and let her hips slide over the outside of his tight jeans.

She saw his eyes shut immediately and watched as his jaw clenched from her touch. "You want to be with me how." She knew she was teasing him with each move she made, but she couldn't help but want to push him a little further each time. Running her fingers down his chest and grazing the bulge captivated with the denim incarceration, she felt him shudder.

"I want you to suck my dick. That's what I want right now." Shocking her out of her thoughts, she stumbled backwards at his words. "Clark. Are you...serious?" He moved himself closer to her and began to pull the zipper down on his jeans. "Very."

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He never knew he would enjoy his best friend as much as he was. Up until two hours ago, if someone told him he was in love with Chloe, he would have laughed until tears made an entrance then would promptly shrug the idea off. But now. Now was different. She was driving him closer to that point of no return, and taking those last few steps to her was agony.

"Tell me what you want. I will do anything you want me to do."

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He cornered her and leaned closer to kiss her gently. Placing his one hand on the wall behind her head and looming over her small frame, he felt the cool air of the room wash over his throbbing member. He saw the nervous shimmer beneath her brave face and brought her hand to his lips. "I won't hurt you. I swear on my life."

Moving closer and kissing him back, she grabbed the length of him and smiled at how amazing he felt. He was the pure essence of what a man should look like and upon seeing him for the first time, she had discovered he completely embodied that role. "So, you want me to suck you dick, big boy?"

There it was again, right on time. He laughed lightly at the use of those words, and knew from there on out, they would never be the same. "I want you to turn around so I can take those damn clothes you're wearing off, then you can go down on me." She felt his large, strong hands turn her body to face a metal stand holding various types of canned goods, and bent herself slightly forward to force her ass into his groin.

Sliding his hands down to her waist, he hooked his fingers under her belt and fished around for the metal clasp. Finding it and removing the leather from her jeans, he continued on. Once having them completely unzipped, he bit them and pulled them down to her ankles. Scrapping her ass cheeks with his teeth, and gently biting her, he suddenly caught the scent of arousal as he finished what he started.

Looking down at her gorgeous body, he ran his hands over her ass, across her back and through her hair, and it never occurred to him until this moment how perfect she was. "God, you're so beautiful. Do you know that. Stand up Chlo." Obeying his order and enjoying the deep sound to his voice, she turned to face him.

She took in a deep breath and the proceeded to slip her hands under his light blue t-shirt and explore his muscles in detail. Biting her lower lip and closing her eyes, she lowered herself to her knees and removed the remainder of his jeans.

She hadn't known her throat would accommodate a man of his size, but she would have been damned first to not try at least. Spitting on him and running her palm over him, she looked up to watch him watching her. His eyes flashed red as she saw the heat well up inside of them, but he quickly closed them to prevent any damage.

"Does that makes you hot?" Without waiting for his reply, she licked the tip of him and swallowed the small amount of cum that had already begun to accumulate there. He moaned and ran his fingers through her soft hair. He knew she was teasing him, but wanted nothing more then for her to have her way.

She used both her hands to hold the sides of his hips and slowly opened her mouth to take him fully in. She could sense herself on the verge of tears and a sudden fear of gagging caused her to panic and swiftly pull him out. He knelt down to her and grabbed her face. "Baby, I don't want you to hurt yourself. It's okay." She kissed him and forced him back up, persistence beginning to nag at her abilities to take all of him. She knew she could do it, whether it took two or three more attempts.

Only one more was needed. Easing him back into her mouth, she felt him slip down her throat and she pretended as if she were swallowing for a dentist and squeezed around him. Feeling her do this was driving him closer to the orgasmic Cliff and he was afraid to let her continue on without first getting bringing her to climax before him.

"Stop." She removed herself and halted at the urgent sound in his voice. Still rubbing his and watching the direction of her saliva falling rapidly down onto his testicles, she couldn't help but want to continue until his finish. Standing up, she walked backwards and leaned against the wall of the kitchen tile.

Watching as she was licking and sucking her fingers, he closed the gap between them and lowered himself down to her center. Lifting her up and sitting her on the sink, he spread her legs and eased his middle finger within her. She smiled and let her head fall back, taking in how perfect a part of him felt inside of her.

He bent down in front of her and watched at how easy his finger was able to move in and out of her. Smiling, he turned and nibbled on the inside of her thigh and reached up to grab her breast. Listening to her was making him feel as though red-k had been slipped into a mixed drink and served to him with a smile.

"I want you inside of me Clark. Please, I've waited so long for this moment." He stood in front of her and leaned in closely. Rubbing up against her wet c*nt with the head of his cock, he kissed her and whispered softly, "you've waited this long, what's another five minutes?"

Opening her eyes and giggling she punched his shoulder playfully and watched as he lowered his head down to her. Licking her ever so softly and blowing gently, she writhed on the counter. He dashed his tongue out and slid it inside of her while rubbing her clit and humming softly. Easing two fingers into her and watching as her p**sy responded quickly, he couldn't help but wish it were his d*ck rather then his mouth.

Not being able to control himself any second longer, he picked her up once more, and placed her beneath him on the center table. Standing between her legs, he looked at her for last minute reassurance and then proceeded to grab himself. Aligning his cock in perfect order with her dripping wet opening, he pushed himself deep within her. She screamed out in pleasure and bucked her hips against his strong frame.

"F*ck me harder. I need you to make me f*cking cum with your f*cking cock." He laughed at her sudden use of dirty talk but felt it ignite his fire further, if that were even possible. She was looking up at him and breathing heavily while speaking words only meant for him. He wondered what had taken him so long to open his eyes and actually see her, but let that thought fade into an oblivion.

"Chloe, I'm gonna cum soon if you keep moving the way you are." She propped herself onto her elbows and placed her feet on the table top. Inching her body closer for him to penetrate her deeper, she closed her eyes and continued on exactly what she had been doing. "I want you to cum."

"No, I won't until you do." Throwing herself back at the sound of his words and feeling him plunge deeper and harder, she felt herself tighten around him. Whimpering like a child and shaking uncontrollably, she screamed his name and dug her nails into his arms. He watched as she rode his cock to her orgasm and smiled at the prize before him, when he felt himself fall into his own sexual abyss.

"Cum inside me." He looked at her and furrowed his brows, afraid to speak, but felt himself spilling into her without another thought to question the safety of it. She could feel the beat of his heart inside of her and kissed him when he finally lowered himself down to her.

Pushing into her once and shivering at the sensation, they both immediately began to laugh. "Wow. Clark, just wow." Panting and shaking still from the leftover feelings washing throughout her, she flung herself back onto the table and tried to calm down. Feeling the emptiness as she watched him pull out of her, she frowned and sat up.

"So, do you still want to buy that movie?" Tilting her head, she smiled, winked and stated matter of factly, "yup."

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Walking back out into the store, Sam looked over to them and smiled. "Did you guys decide on which flick you want?" Both Clark and Chloe laughed, and looking to each, simultaneously replied, "Oh yea. We've found what were came here for."

After buying the movie, they exited the building and stood beside her car. "I'm driving." Clark told her. "Oh, really? This is my car mister." He smiled as she handed him the keys. "Yea, well I am your boyfriend, and what man let's their girl drive him around?" Chloe laughed and nodded. "Good point, big boy. Good point."

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