Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with the latest in the Smallville series of stories. Just to let you all know, if you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of women in love with each other objectionable, then do us a favor and leave for your own sakes. The following characters are property of DC Comics, WB TV, Tollin-Robbins Productions, and Gough Millar Ink. No copyright infringement is in- tended, whatsoever. I repeat, the following characters are property of DC Comics, WB TV, Tollin-Robbins Productions, and Gough Millar Ink, so therefore again, no copyright infringement is intended. Any further questions? If not, then let us resume where we left off, shall we?
SMALLVILLE: A NEW BEGINNING-PART 6
by Keith
Jonathan Kent was dying. Everyone knew it, and the those closest to him were about to experience the passing at first hand.
The doctor at the hospital was present when Martha and Lana returned with Clark. He informed them that his time was nearing its end. Martha suggested that Clark go and see him for one final time before he expired so he rushed into his father's hospital room without delay.
Once inside, Clark was shocked by he looked when his father lay in his death bed. He was aged and sickly, weakened by the course of the disease he was afflicted with and how quickly it had sapped his remaining strength. Father and son looked at each other into each other's eyes with Clark standing before the bed with Jonathan still laying in it under the covers.
"Clark......'bout time you showed up.....t'pay yer final respects....."
Jonathan weezed as he coughed as proof of the disease preparing to finish him at last.
"Dad, don't talk now...."begged Clark softly as he walked over to his right side and seated himself next to him. The day was perfect for his passing, but Clark was unprepared to endure what would follow next as he tried to give his father some much needed last minute comfort.
The men looked at each other for a long silent moment until finally....
"Clark, I always knew you were brought to us more than a quarter of a century ago...."
"Dad, I know, but you need to rest now...."
"No, son....hear me out. I've been wanting to tell you how you came to us and that you were put upon this planet for a great mission in this life so I'm thankful I have the final chance to see you up close and personal, face to face for one last time, son...."
The old farmer was wise beyond his years and Clark knew it, but he didn't want his father to speak anymore for fear that he might die on the spot, but Jonathan was determined to have his say to his one and only child before he had to cross over into eternity.
"You made me and your mother proud, son. I'll never forget that and I will always remember you for it, Clark. You excelled at everything during the last 25 years of being on this planet with me and your mother, but now, it's gonna be time for me to go....to take that stairway to heaven."
"Dad, don't talk anymore, please", begged Clark as he clutched his father's hand with his own. Jonathan knew in his heart that his son wanted him to die quietly and peacefully, but he had just one thing he needed to impart unto his son.
"Clark?...."
"Yeah, Dad?....."
"Take care of your mother and Lana after I'm gone, will ya?"
"I-I will Dad. I will. I promise you that...."replied Clark as he held onto his father's hand as they both looked at each other into each other's eyes.
"Clark....."
"Yeah, Dad?"
"Y-yer mother told me everything.... she and Lana......she told me everything about her relationship with Lana and everything else so it's alright, Clark....it's alright..... and Clark...."
"Y-yes, Dad?"
"I love you, son....."
"I love you, too, Dad...."
Tears were welling up in his eyes as Clark knew that the time had finally arrived for Jonathan to ascend the Stairway to Heaven.
"Take care of your mother and Lana for me will ya?"
"I will, Dad. I will...."
And with his dying breath, Jonathan slumped into his bed under the covers and passed away....as quietly and as calmly as he knew how.....
Seeing his father finally gone before his eyes, Clark, overcome with grief, slumped on top of his now dead father and wept pitifully as the sun was nearing its zenith outside.
As Clark was weeping into his father's deceased husk, the door had opened. Bruce, Diana, and Lois entered and upon seeing him weeping for his father, Lois was too shocked to say anything else. The three stood before him as they watched him bemoan his father's death for as long as they could until Bruce walked up to him and placed his hand upon Clark's shoulder.
"Clark, your father's dead....and I'm sorry for you....but we need for you to leave him now so that the doctor can make sure his death has been properly pronounced."
Clark had managed to stop crying long enough to look up to see Bruce standing over him in a comforting manner. However, he was in no mood to be told what to do now, especially that his father had passed on in the hospital after he had a chance to say good-bye to him.
"Bruce, I need to be alone with him if you would please...."
"I'm sorry, Kent, but you need to leave him now!"
"I can't Bruce! I still need to be here with him. Just call the doctor to have him come in here and please take Lois outside with you and Diana...I need a moment!"
"I'm sorry, Clark, but you need to leave the room right now. Don't you dare make me have to knock you out!"
Bruce was adamant, demanding that Clark do as he was told, but still he was in no mood to comply which left the three of them with no other option.
"Clark, please....Bruce wants you to leave because the doctor's outside waiting to come in...."
"He's outside right now?"
"Yes, he is, silly....", replied Lois as she extended his hand out to him.
Reassured with Lois's words, he reluctantly took her by the hand and allowed her to escort him out of the room with the Bruce and Diana. True enough, the doctor was outside the room with Martha, Lana, her parents, and Alfred.
"I need to get inside to see if he's really passed away....no offense", said the attendant physician as he quickly walked into the room with the nurses and staff.
Meanwhile.....
The First Bank of Kansas was about to be robbed. It was already 4:30 in the afternoon, a hald hour before closing time, and the President was already getting ready to go home for the evening when suddenly.....
A quartet of masked and heavily armed people stormed inside and fired whatever firepower they were able to carry into the ceiling,startling everyone inside.
"This is a stick up! Don't anybody move....or else!" yelled the leader as the others methodically and quickly set out to work.
The stormed behind the counters and rushed to the bank vault with the guard too terrified to resist as he frantically opened the safe door so that the three other perpetrators could rush inside and pilfer whatever currency was on hand. They had to work quickly for the sheriff would be on her way over here because one of the tellers managed to press a secret emergency alarm button under her counter. It was a silent alarm, but the situation was intensifying by the minute. Finally, the four thieves, glad to steal what they came to the bank to steal, made good their escape just as the sheriff and her deputies arrived at the scene. Fortunately, one squad car gave chase as the others remained behind to process the crime scene and to see if anyone needed any emergency medical attention.
"Sheriff Adams," yelled the President of the bank as he rushed towards her."You just missed them! All four of them raced down the street out of town!"
"Thanks....", the sheriff's walkie talkie went off around her waist as she promptly picked it up to answer it.
"Yeah, go ahead, deputy...."
She listened as the squad car in pursuit of the getaway car informed her that he need back-up right away which prompted her and the remaining deputies to take their leave and join in the chase.
Down the highway outside of town, the squad car with Detective Sawyer riding shotgun with the deputy aimed her gun outside the window in the hopes of blowing out one of the tires of the getaway car in front of them. She managed to get out one or two shots until one of the thieves opened fire on the squad car's tires with a machine gun.
The bullets hit their mark as the two front tires were blown away, forcing the squad car in pursuit to skid out of control and detour off the road and down into the Elbow River, with Sawyer and the deputy making their escape from the vehicle just in time as it crashlanded into the water of the flowing stream of water. As they saw the car sink to the bottom of the river, they looked at each other in disbelief as they heard the sound of back-up arriving too late to do anything more about it....for the moment!
Meanwhile.....
Everyone was at the Kent farm inside the house as they all tried to console Martha who was seated in her easy chair. They took turns offering their condolences as Alfred helped out around the house. It was also at this time that Bruce found Clark outside on the front porch looking out onto the landscape just as the sun was beginning to set.
There was silence between the two young men of 25 as Bruce approached Clark from behind as he placed his hand upon his right shoulder. Clark was still too traumatized and grief stricken to say much of anything else so it was Bruce who did the talking.
"Look, Kent. I know this is rough for you...and your mother, but you should be thankful you had him for the last 25 years of your life on this Earth while as for me....I know I'll never be able to see any of my parents again....ever."
There was silence as Clark looked at Bruce ruefully until he had this to say to him.
"What happened to your mom and dad was no accident, I can understand that. In fact, I was the first to hear of the news of your parents' murders when I was younger, but to be on the safe side, how old were you when your parents were both murdered?"
"I was 8-years old when that happened, Clark. Why did you want to be certain?"
"Because I was an 8-year old kid when my father sat down in his easy chair to read the paper after a hard day's work out in the fields. That's when I heard him yell it out to my mother the news of your parents...it was frontpage news on the local paper."
"Really?"
Clark nodded to Bruce as he returned his gaze out into the horizon until he was in sight of something that made his heart melt: a hardwood tree with a tire swing on an outlying branch with a house perched atop it.
"That place has some special significance to you, doesn't it?"
"C'mon, Bruce, I'll take you to it which'll be better than just tellin' you about it", told Clark to him as they both walked off the front porch and made their way towards the tree with the tire swing on its branch and the house perched on top of it.
Inside....
Martha was alone inside the bedroom she shared with her late husband as she sat on the bed, reminiscing about the times they had in it. She began missing her husband deeply and was in need of some instant comfort when she heard a knock on the door.
"Yes, who is it?"
"It's me, Martha...."
"Come on in, Lana", bade the girl outside the door as it opened to reveal Lana who had her hair done up in a half updo.
"I just came in to see how you were holding up, Martha. You need anything else before I go back down to the front room?"
The older woman thought for a moment and then....
"Lana, close the door behind you and lock it, will ya?"
The younger woman knew what she meant by that as she did as she was told as quickly as possible before she took her place on the bed with the older woman she loved very, very much. As they sat next to each other, they looked into each other's eyes all dreamily and lustily as Lana caressed Martha's left cheek with her left hand.
"I know what you want, Martha, and I know what you need", implored Lana beseechingly as her eyes gave off an innocent doeyness to them. Both ladies knew what they wanted from each other as they looked into each other's eyes before finally taking each other into each other's arms and kissing while they embraced. Their lust for one another was about to be satiated yet again, but they stopped for a moment to look into each other's eyes once more.
"Lana, I need to ask you something before we continue to surrender to our desires."
"Yes, Martha, what is it?"
"Will you marry me, Lana Lang?"
Upon hearing the Widow Kent propose marriage to her, she smiled with tears in her eyes as she replied to her....
"Yes, Martha Jane Kent. I will marry you."
With the good news outweighing the heartbreak, they took to hugging and kissing anew until they stopped for just a moment longer.
"Lana, what's wrong?"
"Martha, I needed to ask you....have you already stopped wearing panties under your trousers?"
Martha, turned on by that question, replied to Lana, wickedly, "y-y-yeah Lana....I hope you stopped wearing underpants under your skirt."
Lana nodded lustily to Martha as they kissed each other once more until they stopped.
"Martha, remember I told I knew what you wanted and needed?"
"Yes, I remember, Lana. What did you exactly have in mind?"
"Just lay back and relax...."said Lana as she gently pushed Martha on her back on the bed just as she slowly slid down to the zipper area of her trousers.
She deftly unzipped the pants, pulled down the zipper, and pulled out Martha's erecting penis just as it was stiffening before her eyes.
"Well, hello there Jenny Girl", said to her older fiance's cock as she wasted no time in taking it into her mouth and slowly bobbing her head up and down on it. She bobbed back up until her tongue was within range of the tip of Martha's cock. With a tight liplock upon the head of Martha's penis, Lana worked her tongue, flicking it back and forth upon the opening of the sex organ which sent Martha into a rush of ecstacy as she she tensed up and shivered, moaning and groaning loudly....loudly enough for it to be heard in the front room.
Down in the front room, Alfred could only look up towards the stairs and shake his head in disbelief and sorrow, thinking that the widow of the manor was still in the throes of mourning.
"Oh dear, she must really be suffering at this point, wouldn't you agree, Mistress Lois...."
He turned to look, but only to see her and Diana gone from his presence.
"Oh, well, everyone must be in need of some comforting,wouldn't you say so, Alfie ol' boy?"
The butler commented to himself as he fixed himseld a cup of tea and made himself at home in the front room of the Kent house.
Back upstairs, Lana was busily fellating her soon to be lady-husband as Martha relaxed on her back on her bed with her arms outstretched with her eyes closed.
She gasped, "ohhhhLanaaa......."
Martha gasped again as she was nearing an orgasm until......
At that moment! She erupted like Mt. St. Helen's Volcano, spewing creamy semen from out of her penis and up into Lana's eagerly awaiting mouth. The younger woman moaned with her eyes closed as she tried to keep her tight liplock on her older fiance's cock, even as streams and streams of creamy and gooey white spunk gushed out of her mouth and onto her trousers and the bed sheets.
"Ohhhh Lana......"moaned Martha satisfactorily as her semen continued to burst and spray its consistency out of Lana's mouth. After a moment, when Martha had finished ejaculating, Lana reared her head back up and struggled for breath until at last she looked down at Martha who was still lying on her back on the bed.
"Why, Martha, I hope you can fuck my pussy as well I sucked you off", cooed Lana as she lifted her mini denim skirt to reveal her naked vagina before impaling herself up on top of Martha, allowing her penis to be inserted inside of her young and no longer so innocent birth canal.
And from that moment on, Lana began rubbing her pussy to and fro upon Martha's crotch as the older woman hung on for dear life with her hands upon her naked hips!
Meanwhile....
Clark and Bruce were reclining against the tree on either side of it as they reminisced some more until the conversation arrived upon the dream Bruce had been having since before his parents had died violently.
"Clark, that tree you showed me just now....it was in that exact dream I was having about meeting you...and Diana out in the park when we were kids."
"Really, Bruce?"
"Yes, Kent. You were in the dream with me and Diana out in the park and...."
"Bruce, let's not talk anymore about dreams and coincidences and such because the lady of the house is in need of my help and....."
All of a sudden, Clark could hear an approaching squad car off in the distance as it neared the Kent farm.
"You hear something, Kent?"
"Just a squad car from the sheriff's office downtown", said Clark as he got up and began walking back towards the house.
"I'll join you", said Bruce as he quickly followed him in the direction he was headed.
He was right. Sheriff Adams and Detective Sawyer stopped by to see how Martha was holding up as they both got out of the car and had a look around.
"Hello, anybody home?!", shouted Maggie, loud enough for Diana and Lois to peer out from the hayloft....with their clothing barely covering each other.
"I see you two ladies decided to engage in a little hanky-panky", yelled Sheriff Adams to the women who had just finished making love to each other in the hayloft.
"Anything we can do for you, Sheriff?", yelled Clark as he and Bruce had arrived from the tree where they were sitting at in deep discussion about the events of the day.
"Nah, just wanted to see how yer mom was doin'. I heard your dad died and I'm sorry 'bout that, Clark."
"Thanks, Sheriff," said Clark as Bruce was about to make himself known.
"Hi, I'm Bruce Wayne from Gotham City and you must be...."
"Sheriff Adams, Mr. Wayne and this here is Maggie Sawyer who's here on official police business from Metropolis."
Immediately, Clark knew who she was as Maggie exchanged a glance at him with barely a word in edgewise.
"Say, Kent, if you see flyboy, tell him I need to have a word with him about his showboating antics, if you don't mind."
"I'll personally see that he does, Detective, so what's this about with you and the sheriff?"
"We need to talk indoors", said Sheriff Adams as they all went inside the house just as the sun was beginning to set outside.
"There's been a bank robbery earlier this afternoon", announced the sheriff to everyone present as they all sat down inside the front room to listen to what she had to say.
"Do you know who could've pulled this off, sheriff?", asked Lana perplexedly to the sheriff, but neither of them had any easy answers.
"Look, what we do know is that the two escaped criminals who fled from Metropolis on their way to prison may have had something to do with it as well as that club downtown."
"What club, sheriff?"
"About a few weeks ago, an adult establishment just opened its doors downtown. I dunno how or why, but we're gonna get to the bottom of it because there have been some reports of some major meth dealing coming from the club and that there had been some underage kids from the local high school frequenting that club in the hopes of scoring some dope among other things."
"Like what exactly?"
"The rumors of prostitution and overdoses have been running rampant since it opened and just recently I've got a feeling that that club had something to do with the bank robbery earlier today."
"What's the club's name, Sheriff?", asked Bruce.
"If you can get it, it's named Stink E. Cheez's Adult Nightclub and Pizza Parlor. The signs are out on the open. Y'can't miss it."
Bruce turned to Clark with an idea in his head so he motioned silently for him to follow him outside. As the young men and Alfred excused themselves from the front room, the ladies were just left to themselves and each other as Lana had something else in mind.
"Now that the boys are gone, why don't we have a little size comparison and contrast between us ladies", proposed Lana to the women present in the living room.
"What kind of comparison and contrast, Miss Lang?", asked the sheriff.
Lana turned to Martha who immediately knew what Lana was up to so she stood up, spread her legs apart and drew down the zipper of her trousers to the amazement of the ladies present in the house with her. She then pulled out her penis which was hanging flaccidly and limp for all the women to see. Lois was amazed by what she was seeing, but it was Diana who was more than dumfounded as she looked to Lois for an explanation.
"Lois, you don't mean I have to...."
"Just do it, Diana and humor Lana,will ya?"
Diana did as she was asked as she stood up, unzipped her black formfitting jeans and pulled out her own cock for the ladies to see. Seeing what Martha and Diana had done, the sheriff and Maggie Sawyer obliged them as they too unzipped their pants and pulled out their own penises! They were busily marvelling at each other's endowments when Lana and Lois had another idea in mind for them all.
"Why don't you ladies start stroking yourselves to see who can become erect the quickest?", proposed Lana as the four older women complied with their collective request.
Diana stood in front of Martha as she stroked herself which inspired the older woman to do the same as all four of them began stroking their own cocks! It didn't take them long for their individual penises to harden and lengthen to about 9 inches each! They took turns marvelling at each other's cock sizes and lengths as they gushed and went ooh and ah to each other as Lois and Lana sat down on the couch before them as they watched them continue to stroke each other. It was a good thing that the guys were out of the house as both Lois and Lana read each of the older women's mind to see what they were lusting about. They continued to stroke their own cocks with smiles across their faces until Lois and Lana got down on their knees and took turns fellating the four ladies. It took awhile, but the younger women had managed to satisfy the four women completely as they all lay on the floor of the front room inside the farm house in a sort of nap.
Meanwhile....
Clark, Bruce, and Alfred made it to the front of Stink E. Cheez's inside an unmarked car. Alfred was at the wheel with the necessary equipment ready for a possible top secret surveillance that was to happen tonight.
"Master Bruce, I do hope you and Master Clark know what you two are doing", implored Alfred as the younger men finished disguising themselves as dirty old men before departing to do a little investigation on their own.
"We'll both be fine, Alfred. Just listen in and record what we see and hear inside the club, got it?"
"Yes, Master Bruce", said Alfred worriedly as he saw them both depart from the car and walk towards the entrance of Stink E. Cheez's.
The fun was about to begin earnest....
TO BE CONTINUED
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