End: Something Out Of This World...

They took the coast road, out north of Metropolis. Away from Gotham, on that lonely stretch where the cliffs rise above the little secluded rocky beaches...and Blaze seemed to know where she was going, off in that dark night, and Lois could feel the hum of the engine through her seat. At one point, as the sky started to lighten, the dickgirl reached over slid her hand down the reporter's thigh, giving her a squeeze.

"Almost there," Angelica Blaze promised.

The car pulled off the highway...bumped along a dirt road through sheltering trees...and then the road ran out, and the car whispered over glass, as they came to a break in the trees, and Blaze parked and killed the engine.

Lois emerged into the chill night air, a salt breeze blowing off the ocean. Overhead, the sky turned blue, the last stars dying...and they walked out to the edge, as though they were overlooking the edge of the world, the great dark ocean spread out before them, leading to a white stretch of beach...and Lois looked down and gasped. She might have stumbled, but Blaze caught her and drew her close...but Lois couldn't keep her eyes on that beach.

There were two figures, perhaps a hundred feet or more below...and yet Lois knew them. Knew that red cape flapping in the breeze, the dark hair held back by a golden tiara. Their lips were locked together, fumbling with each other's clothes...

Superman and Wonder Woman, locked in a carnal embrace.

Above, the two inadvertent voyeurs barely dared to breathe. Blaze held Lois tight as the reporter couldn't help but stare. Wonder Woman drew his shirt up off of him, exposing a broad muscled back. The Amazon's bustier broke away, and her large, pale breasts shown in the dying starlight. The heroine drew downwards, onto her knees, as his cock popped free...and she was on it, like a bitch in heat...

The reporter felt the hardness of Blaze's cock against her ass...and in a moment the reporter felt inspired to pull down her pants. Blaze herself could do nothing, Lois going up on her tip-toes as she guided the swollen head of the dickgirl's cock to her pussy...and down below Wonder Woman had Superman on his back, and she was mounting him, in complete control.

How long they stayed like that, Lois didn't know. She felt her breath catch in her throat, hips gyrating against that stiff cock, fingers down between her legs to rub her clit as she watched Wonder Woman buck and heave, and fingers that could rip steel apart groped and squeezed the Amazon's breasts to tenderly.

The sky lightened...a new day was a-dawning...and the sand on the beach was rising as Superman finally lost control, his hips rising and falling, sending out concentric shockwaves...and Lois came, moments before Wonder Woman and Superman climaxed, the Amazon's shriek a banshee-wail of satisfied lust...and as Lois stood there on her toes on the towering cliff above, she felt Blaze's hand clamp over her mouth to avoid making the exact same sound...and something warm and hot flooded her cunt as Angelica walked them both away from the cliff's edge, toward the car.

They lay panting in the car for a few minutes, watching the sunrise...and as Blaze finally put her hand on the gear lever, Lois put her hand on top of hers.

"That...was my best night out ever," she whispered.

They leaned over to share a kiss and down below two heroes dressed.

The world turned...but everything was different now.