The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl
by Ann Douglas
(ann_douglas@hotmail.com)
Part Two
The surprise Jackie felt when she first found the drawings was nothing compared to that she felt when she unwrapped the last bunch. More detailed than any of the others, these had been both inked and colored. All of the pictures were of Ultra Woman and Mega Girl, either nude or semi-nude and mute testaments to a lesbian relationship between the two. What was different from the previous drawings were the features of the two comic characters.
That long ago day when Jackie had first read Jo's home made version of Ultra Woman, she's noticed a certain semblance between the depiction of Mega Girl and the real life Joanna Simon. It was a likeness that had increased as Jo lost some of that baby fat and paid more attention to how she looked. It had also come to Jackie's attention that the version of Ultra Woman that appeared in the first real' issue differed slightly from that of the homemade' one.
The new Ultra Woman bore a passing resemblance to Jackie herself. At the time, Jackie took it as a sort of thank you for the chance she'd given Jo. Remembering her Uncle once telling her that the original Captain Marvel in the 1940's had been made to look like the actor Fred McMurray, Jackie took it as a form of flattery. After all, it was only a passing resemblance, one which wasn't even that apparent to some people who worked there.
These pictures, however, gave no doubt. The Ultra Woman and Mega Girl captured in numerous sexual acts were clearly Jacqueline Kirby and Joanna Simon. The depiction's were as detailed as photographs, Jackie noted, even down to the small scar she had on her left breast from a childhood accident. In fact there was even a picture of Mega Girl (Jo) kissing Ultra Woman - (Jackie) on that scar.
Jackie sat there for long minutes, not knowing what exactly to make of her discovery. As much as she wished she'd never found it, she knew she couldn't simply put it all back and pretend it didn't exist. She had to do something -- but what?
The beeping of her watch alarm broke her train of thought. Knowing her tendency to loose track of time when she was working late, she'd set it to remind her when to leave for the airport. By now the car service she's called earlier would be waiting downstairs.
Quickly she replaced all the material she'd taken out of the bottom drawer in the same order in which she'd removed it. Jackie let out a sigh of relief when the drawer slid shut smoothly and she pushed in the lock.
Everything she needed for the weekend trip had been packing hours earlier and was waiting by the outer doors. Jackie just had to grab the case and the garment bag with the costumes and be on her way. As she watched the floors pass by on the elevator display, she again wondered what she should do about her discovery.
"I was beginning to worry you weren't going to make it." Jo said as Jackie stepped out of the car at the entrance to the shuttle terminal.
"I lost track of time." Jackie apologized as she paid the driver both the fair and a generous tip. He had gotten her to the airport in near record time, making up for her late start. A quick glance at her watch told her she was still an half hour late.
"We'd better run for it if we're going to make that flight," Jackie said as she picked up her bags. "What gate are we at?"
"No need to run, we've got plenty of time," Jo said as she picked up her own bag. "We're on the 09:30 shuttle."
"You said we were on the 09:00 flight." Jackie said.
"And if I said we were on the 09:30 you'd still be at the office." Jo smiled. "I know you too well."
"But how well do I know you?" Jackie thought as she followed her friend into the terminal. "Obviously not as well as I thought I did."
Jackie closed her eyes on the short flight to Washington. Jo didn't seem to mind and it gave her another chance to think about what she perceived as a change in their relationship.
That Jo might be a lesbian, or at least bisexual she corrected herself as she added the failed romance with Bill Thomas, didn't bother her. She had no problem with gay people. While she'd never actually had a relationship with another woman, she'd had a good friend who came out to her a few years back.
Susan Wong and she had been friends since they were in the junior year of high school. Along with Debbie Mazowiecki they'd been a female version of the Three Musketeers. When Susan revealed that she was a lesbian, it didn't shock her as much as the fact that she further confessed that she and Debbie had been imitate a few times over the years. The fact that she hadn't realized it shocked Jackie, not that they'd been intimate but that she hadn't realized the special connection between the two. She then understand why Debbie's decision to move to the west coast after college had hurt Susan so much harder than it had her.
Mentally she made a note to give Susan a call when she could. They hadn't talked in a few months. The last time they'd chatted, Susan had moved in with a new love. It was a pity she couldn't talk to her now, Jackie mused, her advise might be helpful.
No, the idea that Jo might be into women didn't bother her she decided. That part of the equation was easily settled. The hard part to consider now was the idea that if that were true -- was she in love with Jackie? If so, how did she really feel about Jo?
After a quick cab ride to downtown Washington, Jo had another surprise for Jackie. She had called the people running the convention earlier in the day and told them that Creative was sending down a pair of actresses to play Ultra Woman and Mega Girl for the weekend. The organizers had been overjoyed at the news having had two of their stars' cancel at the last minute. They quickly arranged for the actresses' to appear as the finale to the Saturday afternoon panel groups.
At first, Jackie felt a little silly dressing up in the Ultra Woman costume Saturday morning. Jo on the other hand was full of enthusiasm. She couldn't wait to get downstairs and mix with the throngs of fans who had already filled the various exhibit rooms.
"Oh well," Jackie though as she adjusted the Ultra Woman mask on her face and combed back her hair. "At least no one's going to know it's me in this get-up."
"Time for action, Ultra Woman." Jo said as she tossed back her cape and assumed a heroic stance.
"Lead on, Mega Girl." Jackie laughed back, promise herself that she would make the best of it and have some fun.
With a sweep of her own cape, she followed the red and white crimefighter out the door.
It didn't take long for Jackie to genuinely find herself having a good time. It'd been a long time since she'd been to a Convention and been able to see it all from the perspective of the fans. There was so many people in costume that they drew few stares and even fewer comments. What few they got were usually restricted to `nice costumes.' She found herself having so much fun that her concerns about Jo faded from her mind.
When Ultra Woman and Mega Girl appeared on the panel, the Convention organizers were horrified when the photo op turned into a question and answer session. Comic fans could be a funny bunch. If the `actresses' couldn't answer questions about the characters they were playing, the fans would be more than insulted. One of the organizers remembered an incident a few years before when a costumed character proved so ignorant of his assumed identity that a near riot almost resulted.
Their worry turned to joy as Ultra Woman and Mega Girl fielded every question that was tossed at them. Even obscure references, the type that die hard fans always seemed to come up with, proved no problem for the two masked marvels. The fans loved it. It was as if they really were the characters come to life.
Up on stage, Jackie and Jo were having the time of their life. It had become a kind of game between the two of them as they alternated answering questions, seeing who could come up with the best answers. It was a connection with the fans they had too long missed.
"I have a question for Mega Girl." the teenage girl said as she stepped up to the microphone, replacing the older man who had asked a question about the Black Cat.
Jackie could tell the girl was very nervous and smiled at her
"Everyone knows that Ultra Woman has a crush on Sergeant Murphy in her civilian identify as Susan Warrington," the girl asked Jo as she took a deep breath. "What I want to know is ... doesn't Mega Girl love anyone? It seems such a shame that she's always alone."
Even from a few feet away, Jackie could hear Jo exhale loudly. She turned her head just enough to see a small look of panic on her friend's face. It lasted just a moment, then she seemed in control once more.
"Well of course, everyone wants to have somebody that they can love," Jo began, a slight hesitation in her voice. "And I assure you that Mega Girl is no different. In fact there is someone that I love, but at this point I'd rather not say who it is."
The fact that Jo answered the question in the first person wasn't lost on Jackie. Jo was answering for herself as much as Mega Girl.
"Will we ever find out who you love?" the girl at the microphone asked.
"I guess we'll all have to keep reading and see." Jo replied with a grin, her expression quickly changing from serious to jovial.
The next half dozen questions were easily enough answered and the master of ceremonies reluctantly drew the Q and A to a close. Much to the loud groans of still waiting fans. As they left the stage, the Terrific Two got a standing ovation. Jackie almost hated to leave. It had been an incredible high.
Two security guards quickly guided them to a house elevator and up to their room. The door barely closed behind them when Jackie made a sudden decision. She was going to ask Jo.
"I was surprised at the answer you gave that girl," Jackie said as she lifted the face mask over her head. "The one who asked about Mega Girl having a secret love. I don't remember ever discussing an idea like that."
"It's something that I've been thinking about for a long, long time." Jo replied. "Almost, I guess, from the beginning."
"And am I suppose to guess who this secret love is?" Jackie said, stepping a little closer.
"I think you already know." Jo said.
"And if I do?" came the reply.
"I guess I'm wondering what you want to do about it." Jo said.
Jackie seemed loss in thought for a few moments, then reached out and lifted the small mask off Joanna's face. She dropped it to the floor and placed her gloved fingers on each side of Jo's now exposed face.
"I guess, I should do something like this." Jackie said as she bent forward and kissed Jo on her lips.
It took Jo a moment to realize what was happening, but only a moment. She threw her arms around Jackie and responded to the kiss with all the passion she felt inside herself. As she knew they would be, she found Jackie's soft lips warm, inviting, and oh so responsive. It was a forbidden dream become reality, one which she had wanted for so long.
"Oh God, Jackie," she said with tears in her eyes as they broke the kiss. "You don't know how long I've wanted you to do that."
Wiping away some of the wetness on the shorter woman's cheek, Jackie smiled. Until just a minute ago, she couldn't have imagined her kissing another woman the way she had just done.
"Jo, I've never done anything like that before." she said as she pulled off her red gloves to caress Jo's face with her bare hands. "And part of me still can't believe I did it."
That was the honest truth. Back when Susan Wong had first come out to her, Jackie had wondered for a while what it might be like having sex with another woman. The question didn't stay with her long because she couldn't imagine herself ever being sexually involved with someone without there being an emotional attachment as well. Something she didn't think likely to happen. At least until this moment.
"I hope you meant it." Jo said as she finally finished crying.
"I meant it," Jackie replied as she traced the outline of Jo's lips with her outstretched finger. "I don't think I've ever meant a kiss more."
"And is there going to be anything more than a kiss?" Jo asked.
"I'm totally in the dark here," Jackie said as she smiled. "You're going to have to help me along."
"Jackie, I've never done it with a woman before either." Jo confessed. "I just know it wasn't right with Bill -- that I didn't feel quite complete."
"Well, I guess it's too late for us to send out for an instruction manual?" Jackie laughed as she took Jo in her arms.
"I'm sure we'll figure it out." Jo giggled as she returned Jackie's embrace and buried her head against the taller woman's red covered breast.
Jackie took Jo's hand and led her into the bedroom. It was your typical hotel fare, two double beds and the mass produced painting hanging overhead. Not exactly a romantic lovenest, but she quickly reminded herself it was the company, not the location that mattered.
Seating Jo on the bottom edge of the bed, Jackie reached up and started to undo her Ultra Woman costume. She had just undid the first of the six golden buttons on her tunic when Jo reached up and stopped her.
"Please," she said. "Let me."
Jackie paused and saw the look of desire in her friend's eyes.
"Of course." Jackie smiled.
Jo stood up and kissed Jackie. It was a brief, light kiss. Just enough to say thank you. Then her smaller hands reached for the clip that held together the edges of Ultra Woman's cape and undid it, sending the white cloak to the carpeted floor.
"I think I've been in love with you since that first day in your office." Jo said as she undid two more of the red tunic's buttons. "I've thought about this day so often that it almost doesn't seem real. I'm afraid that any moment I'm going to wake up and discover that it's just another dream."
"Trust me, " Jackie said as she felt the folds of her tunic fall open. "This is no dream."
In response, Jo kissed the top of Jackie's now exposed breasts, placing her left hand against the simple white bra that held them in place. The action sent a warmth across Jackie's chest.
"You have such beautiful breasts," Jo said as she felt the nipples harden through the thin material. "I wish I had breasts like yours."
"At the moment, I think you do." Jackie laughed as she felt Jo's hand slip beneath the white material and make contact with the warm flesh beneath. "Oh yes." she gasped as she felt Jo's fingertips brush against her nipple.
With her free hand, Jo undid the center clasp that held the bra in place and popped it open. Once free, it fell down to Jackie's waist, exposing the pale mounds and the soft hand cupping one of them.
Jackie loved the beach but lacked the nerve to sunbathe topless. As a result, the outline of her bathing suit was clearly defined by the area it had covered. Just off the center of the pale white breasts sat wide areola capped by long thick nipples -- the rich pinkness of which attracted Jo like a moth to a flame.
The younger girl reached out with her tongue and licked the hard tip in the center. Then she traced the outline of the pink circle, enjoying the reality of what she had only done in late night dreams. Leaning closer, she guided Jackie's breast to her mouth, until the dark pinkness vanished between her lips.
In the years since the first time she'd let a boy take off her bra when she was 16, Jackie had numerous mouths partake of her charms. Most of those had been more skilled than Joanna. But none of them had produced the excitement that Jackie now felt. It was like she was a teenager again.
"Mmmm" Jackie purred as Jo switched her attention to her other breast and duplicated her efforts.
Using both her hands and mouth, Joanna continued to fill Jackie with delight. Hungrily, she sucked at each nipple, covering the soft skin around them with her saliva, leaving wet trails across the pale mounds.
This oral ballet went on for what seemed to Jackie to be an hour, but in reality was only bout a quarter of that. Eventually Jo let the objects of her desire slip from her mouth and against pressed her lips again Jackie's own.
Her appetite for the woman in her arms now ravenous, Jo's kisses filled with fire. Her tongue glided into Jackie's mouth, finding a passion that was quickly building to match her own.
Jackie took hold of the edges of the red trimmed blouse of the Mega Girl costume and pulled it up and over her head, where it also dropped to the floor -- cape and all. She also took a few moments to rid herself of the remnants of her own costume top.
Jo's bra locked in the back, but opened just as quickly. Unlike the rounded contours of Jackie's mounds, Jo's breasts were conic in shape. The areolas of which stuck out like the tops of salt and pepper shakers. Jackie had once seen a girl with similar breasts back in high school and remembered other girls referring to them as `puffies'. Whatever they called them, she found them as inviting as Jo had found hers.
It was also readily apparent by the even all over tan that Jo didn't share Jackie's reluctance to taking off her suit at the beach.
As part of her lovemaking technique, Jackie often caressed the nipples of male lovers, going so far as to ply them with her tongue. Now she quickly discovered it was much more fun doing it with another girl.
"Oh Jackie!" Jo gasped as she felt Jackie's tongue play across her breasts. She took hold of the back of the brunette's head and held her fast against her mounds, running her fingers through the long locks as she did. "I want you to love me so much."
"And I want to love you," Jackie replied as she again kissed Jo passionately, not realizing until this moment just how true that statement was.
Both women held each other tightly, exchanging kisses and rubbing their breasts against each other. Their eager hands explored each other's topless bodies - covering them with both a gentle touch and soft caress.
"I guess I should tell you that I found your drawings." Jackie said as she paused to catch her breath. "It was an accident. I was looking for something for a headache."
Jo froze for a moment, a look of worry on her face.
"What did you think of them?" Jo asked, a touch of concern in her tone.
"Well I guess I should be thankful for them," Jackie said as she kissed the top of Jo's head. "Because if it wasn't for me finding them, we wouldn't be here right now -- doing what we're doing."
The concern on Jo's face turned to delight.
"I have only one question though," Jackie asked, brushing away a loose string of hair from Jo's face. "Who are you really in love with? Is it me? Or is it Ultra Woman?"
"You are Ultra Woman," Jo responded with a soft kiss. "Without you she would've just been some old drawings in a notebook. I think that concentrating my sexual attraction on Ultra Woman was a safe way of dealing with it. A way to keep fantasy and reality separate enough that I could deal with you in the real world."
"And now...?" Jackie asked.
"And now I just want you to hold me tight," Jo beamed. "I want you to take me and be my love. Today, tomorrow, and forever."
There were no more words to be said, both women were sure of that. The world beyond these four walls no longer existed, only the beating of each other's hearts.
Jackie undid the clips holding the Mega Girl skirt and let it slide to the floor. Jo lifted her feet and kicked it away. Her panties and boots followed suit.
Guided by Jackie's hands, Jo climbed onto the closest bed. The taller woman crawled right behind her. Leaning over her, Jackie kissed Jo's belly button. Then she kissed her way downward, quickly reaching the edge of the thick patch of strawberry blond hair. She shifted position as to glide in between Jo's outstretched legs.
An aroma of arousal filled her nostrils as Jackie kissed the damp patch. She'd never imaged she could be so turned on by the scent of a woman. Her tongue reached out and traced a line along the center of Jo's wetness, giving Jackie her first taste of another woman. She closed her eyes for a moment to savor the experience. It made her feel just a little lightheaded. Much later in retrospect, she would decide it had come easier than the first time she'd tried to take a man into her mouth.
"Oh yes, Jackie," Jo said as her body jumped at the touch. "I've always imaged it would feel this wonderful."
Encouraged, Jackie moved her pulsating mouth closer and sought out Jo's clit. Like she joked before, she had no experience to guide her, but her imagination would surely serve. What amazed her most was how natural it all seemed.
Jackie reached out and parted the wet lips with her fingers, moving her tongue between them, driving it deep inside. Holding the folds with the outstretched fingers of one hand, the brunette gently slid the index finger of her other hand inside Jo's pussy.
Quickly covered by a thick coating of lubricating juices, her finger effortlessly slid inside. Slowly, Jackie pushed her finger in as far as it would go, then eased it back. She repeated the motions again and again, moving faster and faster as she went.
Alternating between her finger and her tongue, Jackie delighted Jo more with each stroke. A rhythm quickly developed as Jo reached down and held her friend's head between her legs, then lurched forward with each movement of her lover's tongue.
"Oh yes, Jackie," Jo moaned as she squirmed on the bed. "Fuck me with your tongue!"
It surprised Jackie to hear Jo use the F-word, it was the first time she had ever heard it spill from her lips. But then again, she couldn't think of any place it would be more appropriate.
Spurred onward, both by Jo's verbal and physical encouragement's, Jackie thrust her tongue deep inside the younger woman's love canal. The analytical side of her mind wondered why so many men were hesitant to go down on a woman when she was finding it so much fun.
"Oh God, Yes!" Jo shouted as Jackie's darting tongue found just the right spot.
Jackie took her cue from Jo's cries and centered her attentions on that mark.
Jo thrusted her pelvis forward, trying to drive Jackie deeper within her. More than happy to accommodate her desire, the older woman began a series of furious motions with her darting tongue. The light haired woman moaned loudly as Jackie gripped her ass cheeks and pressed her face hard against her wetness, sucking hungrily.
Jo began to gyrate faster as she felt herself nearing climax. Jackie could feel the changes in Jo's body and tried to drive her tongue even deeper within her lover, increasing the speed of her caress.
Jackie was taken by surprise when Jo suddenly tensed up and pulled her head tight against her pussy, holding her in place with both her hands and legs. Her body quaked and sweat ran down her breasts as her vaginal muscles contracted around the instruments of her pleasure. Then like a wave breaking against the shoals, Jo orgasmed with a frightening intensity.
Instinctively Jackie opened her mouth to call out, only to have her words cut out by a sudden eruption of feminine nectar. Held close as she was, her face was soon covered with the warm honey as Joanne trashed about in ecstasy. It had been a long time since she'd had a sexual release other than masturbation. It was her first orgasm at the touch of another woman -- and it had been explosive.