The Golden Tyrant: Superman’s Omniversal Conquest

Caught between pleasure and vulnerability, Kal's deep, primal groan reverberated through his body as he felt the intoxicating sensation of both women lavishing their undivided attention on him.

Their skilled hands and eager mouths roamed his chiseled physique, each sensual touch stoking the flames of his rapidly building desire to new heights.

As Hera focused her efforts on his upper body, her soft, pillowy breasts caressing his face while her lips blazed a trail of kisses along his neck and chest, Lois worked his lower half with single-minded determination.

Her warm mouth engulfed his throbbing cock, sucking and slurping with lustful abandon as she competed with Hera to bring Kal to the brink of ecstasy.

Sensing his impending climax, Lois locked eyes with Kal, her stormy gaze smoldering with unrestrained hunger.

"Cum for me," she mouthed, her words thick with desire and urgency.

The heat of her breath sent waves of electricity coursing through him, igniting an even deeper fervor within.

Her lips curled into a sultry smile as she silently pleaded, urging him to surrender completely.

In that shared moment, the world around them faded, leaving only the two of them entwined in a dance of primal passion.

Kal could feel the tension building, ready to explode under the weight of her hungry gaze.

"Feed me," she whispered, her voice laced with lust, "give me your delicious CUM."

Her words were a potent mix of yearning and need, pushing him closer to the edge, and he couldn't help but respond to the intensity of her desire.

Lois redoubling her efforts, she relaxed her throat and took him to the hilt, swallowing around his impressive girth as her hands gripped his muscular buttocks, pulling him deeper into her warmth as she surrendered herself entirely to this intense experience..

Kal's groan was deep and primal, a reflection of the raw emotions coursing through him.

He could feel the intense sensation of her lips and tongue working along his length, each movement a testament to her dedication to their shared passion.

Then, with a guttural cry, Kal's cock jerked and pulsed as he began to erupt, his copious load flowing down Lois' greedy throat in seemingly endless waves.

She gulped it down with the desperate thirst of a woman possessed, her hands still clutching him close, unwilling to let a single precious drop go to waste.

Glup...Glup..

unmm...Ah..

The feeling of her lips and tongue lavishing such fervent devotion upon him only served to intensify the emotions swirling within them both.

As the last waves of his climax washed over him, Lois' body trembled with the same fierce intensity as she also has released a lot water below..

By the time his balls were finally drained, Lois' belly was swollen with the sheer volume of his CUM, giving her the appearance of a woman eight months gone with child - visual proof of her thorough conquest of the mighty Golden God.

Then Lois stood up, capturing the attention of even more goddesses and women who eagerly approached Kal—

Aphrodite, Gaia, Rhea, Nyx, his mother Lara, his aunt Alura, along with Diana, Selina, Harley, Hestia, Demeter, and countless others, each vying for a piece of their beloved husband.

They radiated a unique allure, eager to bask in Kal's divine presence and receive a taste of his powerful affection.

The celestial hall pulsed with an overwhelming, intoxicating energy—divine and all-consuming.

The very fabric of existence seemed to tremble beneath the sheer power of what was unfolding.

This palpable energy resonated with Kal-El, who stood at the heart of it all, igniting reverence and boundless desire among the goddesses, queens, and warriors before him.

He was their protector, ruler, and equal—yet above all, he was their passionate lover, embodying the essence of desire they shared.

One by one, the goddesses approached—each uniquely radiant, longingly reaching for Kal as they sought his affection.

Each of them exuded longing, their eyes gleaming with desire as they stepped forward, swept up in the passionate promise of the night, yearning to express their devotion.

As Kal surveyed the scene before him, his thoughts were drawn back to the lesser men he had once known..

Those foolish pretenders who sought to build harems they could not satisfy, relying on sorcery or clones—shadows of themselves—to please the women they could not truly love.

He despised them.

To him, such weakness was not just pathetic, but an insult to the very concept of devotion and intimacy.

No true god or king would forsake his lovers by offering them a mere fraction of himself.

He was no such coward NOR losser.

Kal would give every single one of them all of himself. His love. His power. His time. And so, he would bend time itself to do so.

With a thought, the cosmos obeyed Kal's command, transforming the celestial hall into a gorgeous, infinite realm, the backdrop for what was to come.

The grand celestial hall vanished in an instant, replaced by an infinite expanse of ethereal beauty—a realm crafted by Kal's divine power alone.

The sky shimmered with an otherworldly dance of golds and violets, illuminating the sacred night with an ethereal glow that felt both eternal and intimately alive.

Beneath them, a magnificent bed, vast beyond comprehension, stretched out to accommodate the millions of divine women he had claimed.

Its fabric was woven from the very essence of the universe, shimmering with stardust and cosmic silk.

Time itself trembled at his command.

With a hum, Kal fractured time—not into lesser versions of himself, never clones, but instead he expanded his perception to experience every moment with every woman simultaneously, ensuring that each one felt his full, undivided attention.

As For the current him, he can basically be everywhere at the same time...

For each of them, an eternity would pass in his embrace.

For the rest of existence, only a second.

To Be Continued...