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Subject: {ASSM} Repost: Clark and Lana - Goodbye (M/F, Comic)
Date: Tue,  9 Jul 2002 18:10:03 -0400
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Clark and Lana: Goodbye
by Storyguy 

The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of
sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by DC
Comics. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of
fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is
intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this
story.

[Explanatory note: Just in case you don't follow Superman, Clark Kent
is Superman, Martha and Jonathan Kent are his parents, and Lana Lang
is the girlfriend he left behind in Smallville when he left to go to
Metropolis and be Superman.]

"Great pie, as always, Martha." 

With this, Lana Lang pushed herself wearily away from the table, and
rising to her feet, she began to gather dishes from around the table.

"Now you just stop that, Lana," said Martha Kent as she took the
dishes from her young guest. "Clark didn't invite you over for dinner
so you could help me with the housework. Now scoot!"

Lana smiled and held up her hands in mock surrender, saying, "Okay,
Martha, you win." She looked out the window to the back porch, where
Clark was standing, leaning on one of the posts.

"Does Clark seem like he's got something on his mind to you, Martha?"
she asked.

Martha looked out the window at her adopted son and said, "It's seemed
like he had something on his mind for a week or so now. I'd kind of
hoped he'd told you what it was."

"Nope," said Lana, "not a word. Maybe that's why he asked me to come
over tonight."

"Could be," said Martha, "but it that's the case, you won't hear
anything about it in here. Why don't you go on out, and I'll bring you
two some lemonade to sip on?"

Lana went out to the porch and sat down on the rocker. After a few
moments of silence, she said, "Well, Clark, penny for your thoughts."

Clark turned away from the horizon he had been gazing at, and said,
"Sorry about that, Lana. I know I haven't been particularly good
company tonight. Guess my mind was elsewhere."

"I know," said Lana. "Anything I can help with?" 

"No, not really," said Clark, and sitting down on an old stool, he
added, "It's just something I have to deal with, and I'm not quite
sure how."

Lana got up and stood behind him, her hands gently resting on his
shoulders and said, "Maybe you should talk to about it. After all,
we've talked about just about everything since we were kids."

"I know," said Clark with a smile. "The Lana Lang motto: Two ears, no
waiting."

"Well, it's true," she said. "Come on, give." 

Clark took a deep breath and looking up at Lana, he said, "Do you ever
think about the future, about what comes next now that we're out of
high school?"

"Sure I do," said Lana. "Most folks do. You never seemed particularly
trouble about it before, though. What's changed?"

"That's kind of hard to explain," Clark said, standing up. "Maybe I'd
best just show you," and with that, he easily picked Lana up in his
arms and began to rise into the air.

"Clark! What are you doing?" she asked nervously, "And how are you
doing it?!"

He carried her up to the top of the barn and then made a loop around
the grain silo, all the while telling her about his recent discovery
that he was the sole survivor of the planet Krypton and that the
earth's yellow sun gave him abilities unlike those that anybody else
had ever possessed.

They flew across the Kansas sky and beyond. He showed her the lights
of New York harbor, then on to the view from the top of the Eiffel
Tower. On and on they flew, stopping from time to time to view
remarkable sights or to give him a chance to demonstrate some of his
other abilities away from the public eye.

Finally, they found themselves back in Kansas, with the Kent farmhouse
just over the hill.

"Let's stop down in that meadow," said Lana, and soon, she and Clark
were sitting at the foot of an old elm tree.

"This is all very amazing, Clark," she said, "and I'm not convinced I
won't just wake up and find out I've been dreaming it all. Suppose
it's real, though. What then?"

Clark leaned back against the tree, looked up at the stars, and said,
"I'm going to have to leave Smallville."

"So?" Lana asked. "Lots of kids do, at least for a while." 

"I don't mean just for a while. With the things I can do, I can't just
stay here pulling up stumps with my bare hands and lighting the
fireplace with my heat vision. I need to be out there."

"I see," said Lana thoughtfully. "And what about us?" 

"I've tried to figure that one out for the last week, and I just don't
know how," he said sadly. "You know how I feel about you, Lana."

"Yes," she said. "I love you, too, Clark." 

"The thing is," he said despairingly, "how do I justify putting my own
wants and desires ahead of the needs of people in trouble? Wouldn't it
be selfish of me to stay here, even to be with the woman I love, when
I know that people are dying every day, people I could save?"

A tear began to roll down Lana's face, and she leaned back against
Clark's chest. After several silent moments, she took a deep breath
and turned to look at Clark, who was staring into the sky.

"Look at me, Clark," she said softly. "We've known each other forever,
and I'm not going to pretend that this is easy. To be real honest, I
half expected to find out that the thing that's been on your mind this
week was asking me to marry you."

"But, Lana, - " Clark began. 

"Hush, and let me finish," she said. "Well, I've been around you too
long not to have learned from you, and if you can find the courage to
leave everything you know to go make the world a better place, the
least I can do is to find the courage to let you go."

After a moment, she said, "There's just one thing I want to ask you to
do."

"Anything, Lana," he said. "You know I'd do anything for you." 

She stood up and pulled him to his feet, and putting her arms around
his neck, she kissed him and said, "Make love to me."

She kissed him again, this time passionately, and after a moment, he
pulled his lips away.

"Lana?" he asked. "You don't understand. I don't know when I'll see
you again. It wouldn't be right for either one of us."

"I know I might not see you again, Clark," she said. "What you don't
understand is that this isn't about making you want to stay in
Smallville or making you take me with you. I know those can't happen.
I just want to know, though, that even the world will have you for the
rest of your life, for tonight, I want to have you to myself,
completely."

Clark started to say something, but she put her finger to his lips and
said, "I want to do this for one other reason, too. I can't go with
you, but I want to give you a part of me that nobody else will ever
have, something that will always belong to you. I may have other loves
and other lovers. I may meet someone and marry them. But I want to be
able to remember you as the one who was the first."

Her lips moved toward his again, and this time, there was no hesitancy
in his response. Her lips parted, and her tongue found its way through
his lips. As their tongues met, her hands moved from his neck to run
through his thick hair, and his hands roamed her from her waist to her
neck and down again, caressing every inch of her back.

As they stepped back to catch their breath, holding hands, Clark asked
one last time, "You're sure you want to do this?"

She said, "I'm sure," and moving his hands until they were on her
breasts, she asked, "Do you want to do this?"

He felt her nipples hardening even through her bra and blouse, and
whispered, "Yes."

Lana knelt on the soft grass and pulled Clark down with her,
maneuvering him until he was on his back. Laying on top of him, they
again kissed, this time with even more passion, and as they kissed,
Lana used one hand to untuck her blouse from her jeans. In only a
moment, Clark had discovered the newly exposed skin and had both of
his hand caressing the soft skin of her back.

Lana sat up long enough unbutton the blouse, slide it down her arms,
and let it flutter to the ground beside them. Clark's breath caught
for a moment at the sight of her breasts, now covered only in a simple
cotton bra, and then he dove into the exposed cleavage with lips and
tongue.

"Oh, yes," Lana murmured, and reaching behind her to unhook the bra,
said, "Here, let's get this out of the way."

Clark ran his tongue around her left nipple first and then her right,
and then back again. Beginning to go back and forth at a speed only he
could reach, Lana began to experience the sensation of having both of
her nipples sucked at the same time, and her panties, already moist,
became saturated with the juices of her dripping pussy.

"Oh, Clark, don't stop, oh, Clark, I'm cummmmminng!" 

She pulled his head back and after kissing him deeply, began to work
her hands at removing first his shirt and then his jeans.

"Oh my," she said as she ran her hand over the hard bulge in his
underwear, and then she impatiently reached her hand inside to stroke
his cock. Clark lifted his hips to enable her to remove his shorts
altogether and Lana immediately began to nuzzle the hairs at the base.

Sticking her tongue out, she licked lightly around the head of his
cock before running her lips down one side and up the other.

"Oh, Lana, oh God, Lana," Clark gasped. "That's incredible, oh, yeah,
oh my!" Suddenly he felt like he was being pulled into something very
warm and wet, and looked down to see his entire shaft being engulfed
in Lana's mouth.

"Oh, no, I think I'm going to cum!" he said, and at this, Lana
fastened her lips around his cock and began sucking even harder until
he began to shoot his loads down her throat. After he finally
finished, Lana lifted her head and licked the droplets that were
remaining on his cock and around his balls.

"Oh my God, Lana," Clark whispered, "that was unbelievable. Where did
you ever learn about that?"

Lana snuggled up next to his side and said, "Two things: I'm a farm
girl, and I always have to know everything. I saw two of our cows
mating, and I started asking questions. It didn't take long before I
wasn't asking about cows anymore. My aunt answered the basics, and I
went into the library to read up on the rest."

After a few moments rest, Lana felt Clark's hand begin moving lower
and lower on her back and she said, "Hmm, ready for more?"

With that she removed her jeans and the soggy cloth that had been her
panties and laid down on her back. Clark moved so that he was looking
at the small red triangle of hair that pointed to her glistening wet
pussy. He ran his finger along each side of her lower lips, and Lana
trembled slightly with excitement. He then inserted his finger and
began to probe the inside, which elicited a moan from Lana's lips.

"Isn't this going to hurt, Lana?" he asked. 

"Oooh, no, it won't, Clark," she gasped as his finger passed gently
over her clit. "I had, ooh, an accident while I was, aaah, riding my
horse a couple years ago, oh Clark, and that took care of that, oh
yeah!"

The tremors Lana was feeling in her pussy turned into full-scale
earthquakes as Clark moved his hands to her nipples, lowered his mouth
between her legs, and began to lick tentatively at the wet folds.

"Oh, yeah, Clark, right there, uh huh, yeah, oh my God, don't stop, oh
YEAH! You're making me cum again!"

After a few moments, Lana pushed Clark onto his back and climbing on
top, lowered her pussy onto his waiting cock. Both Lana and Clark
groaned with pleasure at the sensation, and Lana began slowly riding
up and down on Clark's staff and all conversation was replaced with
moans and squeals of pleasure. Lana gradually began moving faster, and
Clark began arching his hips in time with her to go deeper and deeper
into her.

"Oh, God, I'm cumming again," she screamed as the frenzy of their
lovemaking moved into yet a higher gear.

Taking the initiative, Clark flipped Lana onto her back without ever
withdrawing from her pussy, and after several more strokes, he gasped
and said, "Here it cums!" Pulling out, he pointed his cock toward her
breasts and shot his loads of cum until her pink nipples were
completely covered and streaks of cum run like tiny rivers from her
chest down to her belly.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Clark and Lana laid next to each other for a time, catching their
breath and just reveling in the afterglow of their lovemaking. As they
snuggled together to watch the sun rise over the meadow, they
struggled to find words, and finally, they just lay quietly in each
other's arms.

After awhile, they dressed and Clark said, "You know, Mom's probably
fixing breakfast by now. Are you hungry?"

"Yes," Lana said, "but I think I'd better go home. Your folks are used
to you being out flying around all night, but not with a woman."

"Let me I give you a ride home then," Clark said, and before she knew
it, Lana was in his arms and flying across the Kansas countryside
again.

They landed out by the lane that led to the Lang farm, and Lana turned
to Clark.

"Promise me you'll take care of yourself while you're out saving the
world," she said.

"I will," said Clark. 

"Because I'll always love you," she said. 

"I know," said Clark. "I'll always love you, too, Lana." 

A tear started to form in the corner of her eye, and she gave him a
quick kiss, and then ran up the lane to the farmhouse, and as she
reached the porch, she turned to look and see him fade across the
horizon.

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