Epilogue: The Justice League Bicycle

Sometimes, Lois would get a call. Big Barda was on the outs with her husband, and wanted a quiet glass of wine and twenty minutes of oral sex in the bathroom. Wonder Woman wanted to take her out dancing. The Green Lantern Jessica Cruz wanted to try out making a strap-on with her ring.

Other times, they would just show up unexpectedly. Zatanna ported into Lois Lane's apartment after a show, high and horny. The reporter didn't even know she was there until the witch had pulled the sheet off and buried her tongue in the reporter's ass. Hawkgirl made a few more drunken flybys, knocking on the reporter's balcony window. Vixen slipped her hands in Lois's pants after a press conference, fingers digging into her pussy, watching Lois squirm...and then pulled her wet fingers out and licked them.

It was inspiring in a way. Lois became more diligent in her workout routines and ate healthier, wanting to keep trim for her "girlfriends." Always wore sexy underwear. Kept herself clean down there, never knowing when one of the ladies might want to taste her ass. The first few weeks, Lois had been worried about STDs, but after a few negative tests, it had become apparent that the women of the Justice League kept things within the community. That way they didn't pass anything around...and why they were so open.

There were other benefits too. Increased access to the Justice League. Some of her friends would run searches on their computers for her. Submit to interviews. A few weeks after that first night with Wonder Woman, the Amazon even snuck her onto the Justice League satellite...

"Oh wow," Lois said, staring out at the Earth from the observation deck. "I mean...how are we not floating?"

"Artificial gravity. It's Thanagarian technology," Diana's hand was on the reporter's ass, and she gave it an affectionate squeeze. "But I have to admit, I didn't invite you here just for the view..."

"Oh really?" Lois smiled. She could see the reflection of herself and Diana in the glass. All that separated the reporter from the cold abyss of space.

"It's Stargirl's birthday," Diana said. "Nineteen years old and never been kissed. The girls and I think it's about time she had her turn with you."

Lois blinked. She didn't exactly like how that sounded. Of course, she liked being with the women of the Justice League, but the idea that she was just...some sort of communal property...

The reporter flushed as she felt something trickle down her leg. She was actually leaking.

Does being their slut really get me that hot?

"And to make it extra special..." Wonder Woman stepped behind Lois, her golden lasso circling the reporter's shoulders. "...we need to get you wrapped up."

The room was dark, when Stargirl staggered in. Behind her, the rest of the Justice League was still drinking champagne, indulging in carrot cake, cheering the star-spangled blonde on as she went open her "present."

Lois Lane hung naked in a golden web. Thighs parted. The glow from the cosmic staff played over her. Stargirl staggered forward, barely daring to breathe. Lois couldn't speak; Diana had wadded the reporter's sexy panties into a ball and stuffed them into her mouth, secured by a strand of the magic lasso.

It was the Lasso of Truth, and Lois couldn't lie while under its influence. Which is why her pussy dripped onto the floor. Thighs flexed, begging to be touched, kissed, licked.

"Wow..." Stargirl said. "I mean, I'd heard you were...I mean, you always seemed to normal. I never thought you were such a slut."

The blonde bit her lip, obviously afraid she'd made some faux pas...and then, seeing Lois strain toward her, drew closer. Bolder.

"Growing up, I had to be such a good girl," the young woman leaned forward until Lois could smell the **** on her breath, the fresh, clean scent of soap on her skin. "But it doesn't mean I don't have bad thoughts. I've seen what some of the others get up to in the showers, but I didn't...they left me alone. Didn't want to pressure me. Since I'm one of the younger members. But I...I wanted to play too. I just didn't have the courage...the experience..."

Lois felt something hard press against her naked pussy. Metallic, but warm.

"They don't know what the Cosmic Staff can do," Stargirl said. "It's one of my little secrets. One I always wanted to share with somebody. Do you want to feel that...Lois?"

The blonde blushed, just saying the older woman's name. Lois tried to grin, failed, and nodded her head as far as the lasso allowed.

I'm a slut, she thought, the magic of the rope confirming the truth of it. I'm a lesbian slut.

Stargirl tilted her head. Her lips pressed against Lois Lane's. Tongue pressing into the panties, tasting Lois on them. The metal rod pressed hard against the reporter's pussy...against her body. The costumed young woman was pressing herself tight against Lois, the rod sandwiched in between them.

It began to hum.

Like the revving of some vast engine, it set the reporter's bones to shaking...except it didn't stop. A great and localized hum, centered right on her pussy, but shaking her hips, her whole body. Then it began to pulse...to vacillate strongly, like a massage chair, the vibrations never ceasing but shifting in intensity, cycling through some unknown period. Stargirl's spit began to soak through the panties, and Lois could taste it.

The pressure grew. The birthday girl was grinding herself against Lois, moaning and gasping. With shaking, **** fingers, Stargirl tugged at the lasso around Lois's mouth, pulled out the panties...and the naked reporter didn't even get a chance to gasp for air before the tongue was sliding into her mouth, lips locked...and Lois shook like a leaf as the staff reached some pinnacle, no longer pulsing, stuck at its highest setting. Vibrating so fast that the reporter's clit felt almost numb, her pussy spasming and squirting messily, whole body shaking in the throes of climax, unable even to breathe as her mind went blank...

...and when Stargirl broke the kiss, moaning in the afterglow, she began to explore the bound woman's titties, mouth kissing, licking.

"I hope you don't have to go anywhere soon," Stargirl said. "Because I'm really enjoying my present. Although I think maybe...maybe I feel weird about asking this, but if you could...I'd like to feel what it's like to...eat you out?"

Lois grinned, hanging loose in the golden web. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, her muscles like jelly. Yet truth compelled her to say...

"It's your birthday," Lois said. "You can eat as much cake and pie as you want."