Epilogue: Team-Up

BOOM!

Superwoman barely managed to bring her arm up to deflect the blow, and it still sent her flying through the air. The **** of the mammoth hairy hand numbed her arm to the elbow, and the superheroine drew on her power, trying to arrest her headlong flight before she crashed into one of Metropolis's skyscrapers...when strong arms caught her.

She looked up...at a familiar smiling face, the black forelock curled into an S, a smile brighter than a new penny.

"Superman!" she breathed. He nodded.

In the park, the giant female ape Titani let out a roar, beat her chest, red kryptonite beams burning from her eyes.

"S-sorry," Superwoman said as she got her "legs" underneath her and began to fly under her own power. "I thought I had her, but she caught me by surprise!"

The Man of Steel nodded. "Titano often gave me a bit of trouble as well. Those kryptonite eye beams...are you affected by them?"

"No," she said. "I'm not a Kryptonian. My powers are from...another source."

Her mind went to the phallic gem currently buried in her ass, the mystical source of her superhuman abilities.

"Good! Let's team up. You get her attention, try to keep the rays focused on you...I'll hit her from behind. With a little luck, we can knock her out."

"Right!" Superwoman nodded. Just that brief touch had her nipples hard as diamonds. It had been so long since a man had touched her...

The heroic duo put plan into action. Around the city people watched Superwoman fly at the hundred-foot ape's head, diving down like a bomber pilot, swerving at the last minute to evade the great brown arms...only for Superman to come up from behind and hit the gigantic Titani from behind. The strategy kept the giant ape in the park, away from the buildings, flailing angrily at the caped crusaders that flit about her like stinging insects...until eventually she began to tire...her swings became wilder, slower, breathing labored...and then in one titanic moment Superwoman zipped past the ape's arm and struck her solidly on the jaw...and the giant radioactive ape fell **** into the duckpond.

The crowd cheered. Superwoman and Superman landed, side by side, to consult on how best to dispose of the sleeping ape, but were quickly swarmed by the press.

"Superwoman! How long have you and Superman been a couple?" One of the reporter's shouted.

"This is our first team-up," the Woman of Steel said.

"Superman! How do you feel about your first date with Superwoman?" Another yelled, photographers snapping pictures.

The two heroes shared a look. Fortunately, behind them, Titani stirred.

"No further questions, folks!" Superwoman said. "We have to get this ape to safety, before she wakes up!"

Each of them taking one of her tremendous arms, Superman and Superwoman gently lifted the great ape into the air...and flew out over Metropolis Bay.

"Where are we going?" Superwoman asked.

"Giant Ape Island," Superman told her.

It was a long flight, even at superspeeds. Long enough that the phallic gem in the reporter's ass began to burn. She knew she'd need to take it out, at least for a little while. Ever since she'd gotten it, Lois had found herself wearing it up her ass for longer and longer periods, but there always came a time when it became uncomfortable.

Superman noticed her discomfort as they began to fly back toward Metropolis.

"Are you okay?"

"Just a bit tired after all the excitement," she said, flying a little closer to him. She wanted it to look like she had done it just so that he could hear her better, but in truth she wanted to get closer to him. It was the first time she'd been this close to Superman since Lois Lane had assumed her alter ego.

"All that talk about us dating," the heroine said. "Have you ever...thought about it?"

He gave her a smile. It was a sad smile, and reminded her very of Clark Kent right then, the way he would grin self-effacingly.

"I'm sorry Superwoman, the truth is...I'm...in love with someone else."

The bottom seemed to fall right out of her heart. Of course, the reporter thought to herself, as her ass began to seriously ache. She hung her head dejectedly, super-vision looking around for any convenient isles where she might rest and pull out her magic butt plug for a while. Yet the ocean below was empty as far as the eye could see.

"Who?" She asked, not really expecting an answer.

"Lois Lane."

The reporter halted in mid-air. Superman zoomed past her, then circled back, hovering along an arm's length away.

"Superwoman? What is it?"

"Lois Lane? The reporter at the Daily Planet?" Superwoman asked aghast.

"The Daily Planet's greatest reporter," the Kryptonian said. "She doesn't like anyone to forget it. I've been in love with her...oh, I think almost since I came to Metropolis."

Her hands went to her face and peeled off the domino mask. The Man of Steel's jaws dropped, his great blue eyes widened. "Lois...you...you're Superwoman?"

Okay, he's an idiot, Lois thought. I can work with that.

She flew into his arms. Wrapped her legs around his hips...and reached down to free their respective genitals from their clothing.

"Lois...Superwoman...what are you doing!?"

"Superman...I love you too," she said. "And I desperately, eagerly, absolutely need to get fucked."

"Right now?" he gulped.

"Right now."

No sooner had she said that, than super-cock met super-cunt...and Lois Lane sighed in a kind of burning contentment as she felt his Man of Steel press up against her demonic anal sex toy through the thin wall separating her two holes.

"Oh Lois...by Rao, you're tighter than I ever dreamed..."

There was something about the way he said it. Lois Lane's thumbs and forefingers met, making circles, and she pressed them to Superman's face, over his eyes...and the last piece clicked into place.

"Superman! You're...Clark Kent!"

He gave her another sheepish grin. With the impromptu "glasses" in place, it absolutely completed the look.

Okay. So we're both idiots.

"I think," she said, squeezing her pussy tight and moving gently, "That we need a long talk."

"I absolutely agree."

"After you fuck me raw," she said.

His hands grabbed her asscheeks and crushed her closer to them. The cock pushed deep inside of her. It felt like it fit her cunt like nothing else ever had. Even Blaze's dick wasn't this hard, didn't rub her just the right way...and Lois knew part of that might be her long dry spell talking, but then he brought his face forward and pressed his mouth against hers...and fireworks seemed to go off behind her eyes.

"Wow," he said, when they at last broke the kiss.

There was nothing for it then. He held them both aloft, and she moved, riding his raging hardon. While there were few super-panties in the world that would not have dropped for the Last Son of Krypton, there was a **** eagerness to his hungry kisses, a stiffness to his prick, that told Lois that he hadn't been laid in a long time either...if ever. Distantly, she wondered if she was taking his super-virginity...and then his hands found her breasts, and his mouth was sucking hard enough on her neck to leave a bruise, and they were just making love in the arm, hard cock driving into hot cunt, and even though he ass burned hotter than it ever had before, they kept going for hours, until both of them were utterly spent.

"Clark...Superman..." she said as they adjusted their clothes, Metropolis now being in site. Her ass hurt, and her pussy was sore and dripping, yet they were flying hand in hand, and she didn't want to let him go. "My place or yours?"

"Wherever you want Lois. Superwoman."

Little did the couple know that at that very moment, the true owner of Superwoman's anal totem was conspiring to trap them both...