End: Three Times A Night Is The Limit Of Lois Lane's Endurance

The last time of the night was the longest. Lois Lane had shot her load deep into Supergirl's pussy twice already, and the reporter's aching sperm factories could only do so much. They took it slow...Kara on top and gyrated her hips. Lois beneath her, hands exploring that soft, slim body with the hard muscles.

Never in her life did Lois think she would make love to another woman. Not like this.

Kara for her part seemed lost in the daze of sex. The reporter remembered her first few sexual experiences, what it had felt like to do that. Just to ride atop some young man's cock, to feel it jump inside of her. To discover that delicious shiver as it touched just the right place, the way she had flexed her body to feel it again...and again...

Age and experience had made Lois more practiced at getting off. Less focused on the act itself, and more the foreplay, the emotional connection. She liked to tease her potential lover, to get friendly with him, to enjoy the shape and size and smell and taste of his cock before they got to the humping and pumping which always, always ended too early.

Which is what drove Lois to sit up suddenly, which took Supergirl aback. The raven-haired reporter latched her lips onto Kara's left nipple. Her hands crushed that invulnerable ass, to drive blood to Supergirl's genitals. Lois Lane's abs flexed as she drove her cock in and out of the sweet, tight, hot, steamy cunny that was in her lap...and Kara's arms came around her and nearly crushed the life out of Lois, the slim superstrong arms clutched Lois to her as though she would never let her go.

The final ejaculation, when it came, brought a moan from Lois Lane's lips. Her mouth parted from Kara's nipple, her cheek crushed against the Kryptonian's breastbone. The third shot of super-semen had to be watery, but it felt to Lois as if her cock exploded inside of her...a sharp, almost burning pain as something like acid spewed up through her one-eyed trouser snake. To send another few million swimmers splashing against Supergirl's cervix. Desperately seeking to fulfill their biological mission.

Kara must have felt it...but she stayed there, kept rolling her hips. Moving her body in its own rhythm, determined to chase that final climax...and Lois did what she could to help, her mouth slobbering kisses over the young woman's chest and neck, her fingers slipped down the crack of that perfect ass to rub at the sensitive spot between pussy and ass...and Lois Lane wasn't sure, really, how long it took. She just knew that it happened when Kara stiffened against her, and then something like a vacuum seemed to open inside Supergirl's pussy, and the reporter moaned as her jizz was sucked up into that waiting womb...

They panted, holding each other in their arms.

"Do you think," Lois asked. "That it took?"

"If not," Kara said. "Would you be willing to try again?"

Lois Lane could not keep a stupid grin off her face.

"Anytime."

Little did they both know exactly what would be required to impregnate Supergirl...but that is another story.