Epilogue: Lois Lane's Queer Life

Lois Lane woke like a cat. Some people were groggy when they first awoke, or muttered and moved, but not her. She went from sleep to full awakeness automatically, and lay still eyes still closed. The reporter opened them slowly, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. Soft snores came from her left.

Beside her, the naked Supergirl slept on her stomach, hovering a couple inches above the mattress so that her breasts hung freely, her pillow clutched between head and arm. Quietly, the reporter slipped off the bed. On tip-toes, she circled around behind the sleeping Kryptonian. Her eyes fixed on the dark confluence between that perfect ass and the tops of those pale ivory thighs.

They had been together for a month. All of the usual new-roommate drama had settled itself out peaceably. They were both adult women after all. No one was going to steal the other's toothbrush, or borrow clothes without permission. Lois handled the cooking, Kara did the dishes. Lois did the laundry, and Kara made the bed. They had their own schedules, and yet always made time for a little skinship. A kiss before Lois left for the day, a kiss when she got home. Snuggling on the couch while watching movies. Scrubbing the blonde's back when she was in the shower, at least if Kara wasn't in a hurry to be Supergirl somewhere.

It had taken Lois this long to get her lover to start sleeping in the nude.

At work, everything was almost exactly the same. Lois didn't feel any different, even if she put the Q in LGBTQ now. Didn't feel the need to fly a pride flag or march in a parade. She had deleted all of her porn, but more because it was no longer do anything for her than anything else. Kara and Lois had explained the situation to Clark, and he had accepted the news with grace...and they were still friends, which was something that Lois had hoped for but not expected. She really needed someone to be able to talk to.

"...and she won't let me eat her ass yet, but I got this Hershey syrup and she let me lick it off her nipples, so I think maybe if I go that route I can get her to open up and let me toss her salad..."

It was so cute, the way his ears would burn red. He never stopped her, though. Just let her talk, ate his lunch, drank his coffee, and asked how they were doing in other ways. "Conscientiousness" was almost Clark Kent's middle name. Of course, Kara had revealed to Lois that he was really Superman, so they had that bond now as well. Clark knew her secret, and Lois knew his, and Kara knew them both...

...but now, Lois was fixing to know Kara inside and out.

The ass cheeks of Supergirl were softer than silk. Warmer than blood. Lois didn't know if Kryptonians simply ran hotter than normal people, or if it was the morning chill raising goosebumps on her skin and making her nipples hard as diamonds. The invulnerable butt deformed wonderfully as Lois gently pressed her thumbs apart, revealing the little treasure she had so long craved: the tiny brown pit that rose above the pink slit.

The reporter leaned forward, breathing in Kara's clean scent...something else she suspected had to do with Kryptonian anatomy...and pressed her tongue against the center of that browneye. Lois knelt there, unmoving, aware of the sleeping woman's pulse through the sphincter...and as Kara slept on, Lois gave in and pressed her face forward into the ass of her dreams. Her tongue swirled around and around, tracing those little folds. Excitement shivered through her spine as her tongue began to corkscrew around and around, slurping noisily, tasting the sweat of Supergirl's ass...and then it was time for the full course.

Her tongue pressed against the asshole...and pressed...and pressed harder. Lois Lane cinched her eyes tight as she put all the muscles of her head and neck onto her tongue, but it was no good. The little sphincter was shut tighter than Fort Knox. Stupid tears came to the reporter's eyes as she sank, mouth still open, against her favorite pillow.

A little sigh broke the air.

"Lois," Kara said sleepily. "We need to talk about boundaries."

Then...the asshole opened. With wonder, Lois slid her tongue into the little gaping hole, rimming around the tight muscular orifice. Not pushing deep, no not yet...Lois wanted to savor this experience, to memorize each contour of her lover's anus, trace the details of her lover's anatomy...

"It's not that I mind you...I mean, we've done oral sex before, and Dr. Faulkner said you might get fixated on certain features..."

Lois was barely listening.

"But there's a time and place for eating ass, and I don't like you just doing things to me when I'm asleep. I mean, what if I want to eat your ass someday?"

The reporter paused. She pulled her tongue out of Supergirl's ass, and gave a playful bite to the invulnerable buttocks.

"Kara...if you want to eat my ass out, you can do so at any time. Whether I'm awake or asleep, in sickness or in health. If you want me to eat your pussy...just, ask me to eat your pussy. Walk up and shove it in my face. I don't care if I'm on the toilet taking a piss, or in the middle of writing an article, or..."

Lois took a deep breath.

"...I want you to be comfortable having sex with me. At any time. I know we haven't exactly been a romantic couple...I know it's all been very physical so far...and I know why you're putting up with it, because you're so good and noble and all that..."

"Lois Lane, I am not just putting up with you!" Kara said, fully awake now. "I do enjoy...fooling around with you. I don't want you to think we're not...we are in a relationship. I'm just...I'm not sure I'm comfortable with using you like a little fucktoy."

The older woman smiled. She could just picture Kara blushing, using a word like "fucktoy."

"So..." Lois said. "Since you're awake...can I finish eating your ass? Please?"

Kara sighed. She could fight Doomsday and Darkseid, but not a woman who wanted to eat her ass. "Yes. Go ahead."

The Daily Planet's greatest reporter smiled as she dipped her tongue back in Supergirl's ass. She couldn't wait to tell Clark about this.

I love my queer life!