Epilogue: From One To The Other

That first night was one of exploration. Of each other, of limitations. Learning to share, learning what they felt like...

Kara and Arak were twins in appearance, but total opposites in personality. Where Supergirl was often shrinking, shy, hesitant, her Bizarro counterpart was bold, aggressive, and emotive. It was crowded with the three of them in the bed. Lois squished in between the two supergirls, Arak's lips seeking hers, the bizarro-woman's fingers finding their way to Lois's cunny as Kara kissed her neck, fingers wet with lube rubbing at the reporter's ass.

Both of them were inside of her, penetrating Lois Lane fore and aft, their blue eyes almost glowing in the darkness...and the night was only beginning.

Before dawn, a siren sounded over Metropolis. Kara was up and dressed in the blink of an eye, but paused for just a minute to kiss Lois...and Arak.

"I'll be back soon," Supergirl promised. She gave a secret smile to Arak. "You no keep Lois cold for me."

The bizarro-Supergirl smiled and shook her head. Then Kara was gone, leaving her lovers alone...and even though they had been making love all night, Arak pinned the reporter's wrists to the bed.

"Me am hate you both," Arak said softly. Her tongue licked at the sweat in the hollow of Lois Lane's collarbone. "But me am hate you most of all."

Hot lips moved down to the reporter's breasts. Lois moaned, rubbing her body against her lover's. Although Arak and Kara were physically almost identical, there was an unexpected roughness in some places on Arak's skin, like calluses in unexpected places. The hands slid down as Arak floated, a couple of inches above the mattress, her mouth moving down from the hills of Lois's breasts to the smooth plain of her stomach...tickling the reporter's navel with her tongue...and then down through the carefully trimmed triangle of black pubic hair to the reporter's cunny.

"Me hate the way you feel...me hate the way you taste..."

The tongue was superstrong, pushing its way past the reporter's lips, nearly lifting Lois off the bed with the **** of its lips. Even being gentle, Arak barely knew her own strength...but she knew what drove Lois wild. Nor did the reporter feel any need to hold back. Her hips bucked against the Bizarro-Supergirl's face, hands burying themselves in that blonde hair, screaming into the night as she rode her lover's tongue to climax.

Only for Arak to flip her over and spread the reporter's cheeks. Lois, still panting and heart racing from her last climax, could offer no defense as Arak said:

"Me no am want your ass."

Instinctively, Lois squeezed her ass...but to a Kryptonian, even a Bizarro version, no human sphincter was able to resist when they wanted to plant their tongue in their ass. Lois gasped in pain...and then **** herself to relax as Arak pressed her face in between Lois Lane's cheeks.

The reporter panted, her asshole hurting a little, Arak licking around and around...and the Bizarro Supergirl didn't stop.

Not even when Kara came back.

"Oh, you're still here! I would have thought you'd have gone to work," Supergirl said.

"It's...ahhh...my day off," Lois managed. She was barely surprised when Kara slipped off her panties and floated over in front of Lois.

"Eat my pussy?" Kara asked. "Please?"

The exhausted reporter couldn't refuse. Her ass felt like it was melting, Arak's tongue rubbing it utterly smooth and slack. She smiled as wide as she could as Kara pressed her pretty pink pussy against the reporter's face...and as Lois began to kiss and lick at the Kryptonian cunt, she realized that she had gone from one **** to another...and wondered how long a mere human could keep up with two Kryptonian carpetmunchers.