Epilogue: Sex Date

It was something new in Lois Lane's life. To everyone else, the reporter was just dating another woman. They would call, and text, the Green Lantern's ring handling most of the functions of the reporter's smartphone. They would meet for dinner and drinks, go out to movies. Talked about books, Jessica's adventures as a Green Lantern, the stories Lois Lane was working on. There was something exciting about it to Lois...and not just because more often than not any given date would end with her tongue or cock in Jessica's pussy.

Sexual compatibility wasn't the basis of their relationship, but Lois had to admit that it was one of the reasons they met up, week after week. And why she was naked in front of a full-length mirror in her apartment, modeling the new lingerie she had ordered.

It was from Japan. White hose that came up to mid-thigh, with lacy tops. The garter belt was tight around the reporter's thin waist, the elastic stays holding up the hose. The piece de la resistance was the white panties, which were roomy enough to hold her testicles, a special lacy sleeve for her cock...and a heart-shaped cutout on the backside, framing her asshole.

There was a tap at the balcony. Lois turned and saw the glowing green figure of her date. Jessica Cruz was clothed in her typical Green Lantern uniform, a nearly skin-tight energy field of green and black that hugged her breasts and toned thighs, a single glowing green lantern-sigil over one eye. Lois didn't even bother to throw on a robe as she walked over to let her in, and met her with a kiss.

"Wow," Jessica Cruz said, still floating in mid-air. The Green Lantern's eyes roamed up and down the reporter's body. "I have...such a lady boner right now."

Lois grinned and slid the balcony closed. She could feel Jessica's eyes on her ass.

"You know," the reporter said. "We've been dating for a month now?"

"I know, it's crazy," Jessica said. "I mean, I feel like I've known you forever..."

"I was wondering," Lois said. "If you wanted to make this more...official. Girlfriends."

Jessica blinked. The smile that broke her face was like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Yes! Yes, absolutely! I don't...I mean..."

Lois leaned over and put her finger to Jessica's lips.

"Good. Because I want that too. And...as part of that...I'd like you to know...all of me."

The reporter leaned forward and whispered in Jessica Cruz's ear. "So how about it Jess...want to give yourself a glowing green strap-on and take your girlfriend's anal virginity?"

Lois Lane's bare breast was pressing against Jessica Cruz's. The costume was so thin that the dickgirl could almost feel her heart flutter.

"I love you," Jessica whispered.

"Prove it."

Lois knelt on the bed, nervous as a new bride. The reporter had done three enemas before Jessica had arrived, wanting to be utterly clean inside and out...but she still shivered as her girlfriend kissed her ass, those hot lips on the soft cheeks, Jessica's hands spreading her cheeks not too wide...and then that hot little tongue ran over the outside of the reporter's pucker, and and Lois felt her heart pound faster. She'd never allowed anyone to touch her down there.

Then the lips were pressed against her asshole. The tongue swirled around the little divot of the reporter's ass. Lois began to press as the tongue swirled and swirled...pressing a little harder and harder...and down below, Lois could feel her cock start to stiffen. She knew some men got soft when someone played with their ass, but Lois could feel herself getting absolutely rigid. Her hands bunched the sheets into her fists, **** not to touch herself...if she came from this, she wanted it to be Jess that made her cum...

The Green Lantern came up for air. Lois could hear her pant.

"I...uh..." Jessica took a deep breath. "I want to get weird. Really weird. Do you..."

"Babe, go for it," Lois wiggled her butt. "Wreck it. My ass is all for you."

Green light flared, casting green shadows on the wall in front of Lois...and then she could see nothing except green. A mask was tight across her eyes. A solid bar pressed against the corners of her mouth, so that the reporter's teeth came down on it. The reporter could feel straps in place, tying some kind of harness around her head. Soft cuffs tied the reporter's wrists and ankles in place.

A bit...harness...blinder... Lois realized. Her cock jumped, hitting the reporter's stomach. She felt Jessica pour cold liquid onto the asshole. Rub it in with her fingers.

"I love your cock," Jessica said. "It's made me cum so many times. I want you to know what it feels like..."

Something huge pressed against the reporter's tiny hole. It felt too big. Massive. There was no way she could take it.

"...but all the cum in those big balls belong to me now," Jessica said.

Lois Lane's whole body stiffened as something cinched around her cock and testicles. Two tight rings, biting into the flesh. Lois gave a choked cry through the bit in her mouth...and then the massive glowing green strap-on between her cheeks pushed forwards.

Energy constructs are nearly frictionless...and Lois could barely move. Her well-lubricated channel was defenseless as Jessica slowly pushed her hips forward...and Lois closed her eyes tight behind the green blindfold as her ass was slowly, utterly pilfered. The cock almost seemed to pour into her, the tiny pink sphincter achingly pushed inwards. Once it was inside, it was almost hard to feel its presence, all of the reporter's focus was on her ass, being stretched so wide...and the reporter wondered if this was what it felt like for Jess every time she plunged her big dick into the Latina's hot little cunt.

Then the cock pushed deeper inside of Lois...and the reporter groaned. Her whole body was alive, strained against its bonds. Her teeth clamped hard on the bit. The dickgirl's prick felt like it was about to explode. The green cock stretched her ass as taut as a rubber band about to snap. The tip of her dick actually felt numb...

...and then something slid onto it. Something warm and familiar. Jessica's hands rubbed the reporter's breasts from beneath...and her lips kissed the reporter's collarbone.

"Energy clone," Jessica whispered. "So I can feel what it's like when I do this..."

The green glowing cock in the reporter drew back, pressed against her prostate...and the reporter inadvertently squirted a little, jizz drooling out of her rigid dick and straight into her girlfriend's pussy.

They moved together. Lois and Jessica and the energy construct that was a green glowing clone of Jessica. That night, both of them knew what it was like to be fucker and fucked...and there was more to their relationship than just sex. More than Lois screaming through her bit as her cock seemed to burst inside her girlfriend's tight cunt, or Jessica laughing and making the green glowing prick sodomizing Lois "cum" too, the green glowing goo flooding the reporter's bowels. More than when they were both exhausted, spent, and Jessica dismissed the constructs so that her girlfriend collapsed into her arms.

They held each other long into the night...and there were things they wanted to say to one another, but neither wanted to interrupt that moment. It was a milestone of their relationship, a big step...but there was so much more to go, and so much that could happen. Both of them knew what it was like to be unlucky in love, how people could grow apart...and right there, in the dark, Lois Lane's spunk oozing slowly from Jessica Cruz's pussy, neither one of them wanted to think about the end. They were both too enraptured by the beginning...and all the sex dates that were to come.