Epilogue: Super-Voyeurs

Lois Lane got off of work at 6 PM. Clark Kent smiled and waved goodbye; and she smiled and waved back, with just the barest air of distraction. Her mind was already on the warm, wet cunt waiting for her back at her apartment.

Clark whistled softly to himself, counting the minutes in his head. At this time of day, it would take Lois forty-four minutes to get from this floor of the Daily Planet building to her own apartment. He took the time to relieve himself in the bathroom, and shaking the last drops of urine from his prick and wiping himself down with a wetnap, just to be extra clean. Stared into the mirror and ran a finger across his five o'clock shadow. He pulled out a small, curved mirror and raised his glasses. Invisible beams of heat from his eyes gently scoured the stubble from his chin.

Half an hour after Lois left the Daily Planet building. Clark Kent was on the roof. He'd laid out a blanket, and a bottle of wine.

Supergirl floated down out of the cloud-filled sky a few minutes later. She smiled to see her cousin, and he lifted her arms to catch her. They greeted each other with a kiss, lips brushing, his hands on her waist...and then she sank into his arms more deeply, mouth opening, sliding her tongue in between his teeth. His right hand slid under her skirt, pulling her red panties down, to cup the twenty-one-year-old superheroine's ass.

She broke the kiss with a gasp as his finger found her pussy.

"Have they started yet?"

"Almost," he said, and guided her over to the blanket.

Supergirl sank down on her knees, eyes scanning the forest of Metropolis's skyscrapers. Clark Kent unzipped, taking his hard cock out and pulled down her panties...but he was working by feel. His eyes, like hers, were focused some miles away, to Lois Lane's apartment.

The dickgirl reporter had scarcely closed the door when the demon was on her, red body moving like a gazelle, pussy dripping in wet streamers down her thighs, almost tearing off Lois Lane's clothes, desperately needing to get at that dick.

"By Rao," Supergirl whispered. "It's like she's in heat."

"I think she might be," her Kryptonian cousin whispered back, though there was no one else to hear them. "Look at her uterus. She's ovulating."

"Oh...Kal...if she get's pregnant tonight," the heroine was shaking with lust. His hand rubbed her pussy, and she pushed back against him...just like she had the first night he had found her up there, rubbing her pussy, watching Lois Lane ball her demonic paramour. It hadn't taken long for them to begin masturbating together to their little show...and then things had developed from there...

Lois and Blaze never even made it onto the bed. The demon had pulled Lois Lane onto the ground, and their superhearing brought the sharp gasp as Blaze impaled her crimson cunt on the reporter's cunt. At the same time, Superman slid into Supergirl's pussy, Kryptonian cock into Kryptonian cunt.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, both their eyes locked on the action.

"My tits," Supergirl huffed, as Lois Lane's hands came up to grope Blaze's breast. "Oh Clark, squeeze my tits, just like her!"

His hands slid up under her short, causing the S-shield on her chest to deform as his hands grasped her small breasts. Even with puberty long behind her, Kara had never developed a rack like Supergirl, but Kal didn't mind in the least. He pushed his dick forward, burying himself inside of her completely, and Kara gasped and pushed back.

Tens of thousands of people were having sex in Metropolis. Yet for Supergirl and Superman, it was Lois Lane and Blaze that had become the subject of their mutual voyeuristic impulse. There was just something about the way the demon's scarlet ass rose and fell, as if daring Lois to breed her, more ardent than anything they had ever seen in pornography. They were unknowning actors, and the super-couple humped and pumped, Kara's pussy dripping into the pussy beneath her as she squeezed her cousin's cock. Even **** was just a perverted garnish, both of them were focused on the action at hand, Lois Lane's sweaty face as she pushed herself harder, one hand now rubbing at Blaze's clit, one thumb pressed into her demon lover's mouth so that the scarlet succubus could suck it like a cock...

Superman and Supergirl sped up as Lois and Blaze sped up. His balls slapped into Kara's labia in exact time with Lois Lane's balls slapping into Blaze's, and Supergirl could almost feel their hearts beat as one. She wondered what it would be like, to be in there with them...her and Clark, Lois and Blaze...and deep inside she focused on her own ovaries. If Blaze conceived tonight...she could too.

Thought became action. A Kryptonian egg began to float down her fallopian tube. Kal sensed the release, his thrusts becoming more urgent, the heat building between them. It was all Kara could do not to crumble the cement beneath her hands. The danger of insemination was driving her crazy, and she could feel herself ready to go over the edge, but she was trying to hold off...a little more, a little longer...panting hard she made out the faint moans as Blaze rolled her pure white eyes back up into her head, pussy exploding in a wet gusher of squirt as Lois thrust her cock in deep and began to pump the demon full of cum.

Her supervision zoomed in, body quivering uncontrollably as an electric cramp seemed to rush up her spine, pussy screaming beneath Superman's **** pounding, faster and harder now than anything a human woman could endure. Supergirl felt his fingers clamp over her mouth to stifle her scream as Kara's vision traced those first leading sperm sweep through the dark depths of the demon's cunt...to see the cervix open to receive them...and one by one the invasion thinned, but those tails flagellated quickly, and the prize was in sight.

Kara heard Kal grunt as his super-sperm burst inside of her. She nearly came again at the thought of her egg, floating defenseless, about to be impregnated. Superman felt it too. His free hand slid down to grasp her belly, holding his dick inside of her as he seemed to keep cumming and cumming, rope after virile rope splashing deep within...and just then, both of them saw the little miracle as Lois Lane's sperm surrounded the egg cell. Pushing and pushing...and one small swimmer, more active than the rest, squirmed inside...and the first act of the show was over.

They sank back, Clark's cock still embedded in Kara's pussy. He let go of her mouth to reach for the wine and glasses.

"I told Lois we were dating," he said, as he handed Kara a glass. She sipped it. Lois and Blaze were paused, recovering, but she had no doubt they would soon move to the bed. They were usually good for three rounds.

"I was thinking," he said with a pause. "We could ask Lois and Blaze to join us for a double date."

"Hmm," Kara squeezed her pussy. "At this rate, we might have to consider a double wedding...and a double baby shower..."

The Kryptonians sat there, as Lois and Blaze made their way toward the bedroom, the two playfully calling each other dirty names, complaining about sore cocks and cunts, all the little bickering that defined their relationship. The excitement was building in the super-voyeurs on the roof. The show was about to pick up again.