Epilogue: Creampie for Dessert

"Do you remember when I first came inside you?"

Lois Lane tapped Kara's pussy with her dick. The pregnant Kryptonian was floating above the mattress, her pussy perfectly at hip-level for the standing reporter. Not waiting for a reply, the reporter rubbed the swollen cock head up and down Supergirl's wet slit.

The blonde hadn't "shaved" lately—it had been fascinating watching her reflect her heat vision on the curved bit of reflective metal from her space ship, burning the little blonde hairs off her cooch with infinite precision—and Lois could feel the little stubble on the labia rub against her new dick. She wondered how many men had felt that, not marveling at the wonder it was to have a cock...

The new dickgirl tore her gaze away from her lover's pussy to focus on those sky-blue eyes.

"It was like coming home. I wanted to stay like that with you forever."

The reporter let her hand rest on the slight but definite swell of the young mother-to-be's belly. Four months. It had seemed crazy at the time, to think of herself as a...parent. Not really a father, without a cock, but definitely a genetic donor, and an eager and willing one at that. She could still feel the blonde's abs through the skin, Kryptonian anatomy resisting any excess fat.

She moved her hips forward. Kara's legs closed around her, the floating superheroine drawing the dick into her.

"I know...I know I haven't been very responsive," the blonde said. "I'm sorry. It's just I..."

"You're not a lesbian," Lois finished for her. Hands slipping to those thin, muscular thighs, using the leverage to start to **** her dick deeper inside that wet and waiting hole. So tight...

"I tried," Supergirl said, face flushing. They really had. All sorts of toys and play. Erotic massage, innumerable sex toys, mutual masturbation, frottage...they had given it the old college try and beyond, yet despite the occasional climax, both women had known there was something missing.

"I know," the dickgirl said. "And I love you for it."

They had both avoided the "L-word." It was one thing to be parents together, to live together, planning a future...but even when they were intimate, it had been hard for either of them to say it. Now, as Lois Lane slid her living cock into her pregnant cunt, it slipped past her lips easily, almost without a thought.

There were no more words for a while.

Lois huffed, sliding her cock in and out of her lover's slit, hands rubbing those thighs, those hips, sliding over small firm breasts and ripening belly, thumb resting down on the little Kryptonian clit. She loved feeling the buns of steel flexing against her, the almost-hiccuping way that Kara would gasp as she got more excited, those puffy nipples rock hard now, her own hands wandering over the reporter's chest, still fascinated by the feel of another woman's tits.

It had been at least ten weeks since they had tried sex last. Lois had licked her from behind, tongue exploring the once-virgin anatomy until she could barely feel her jaw. It hadn't been working for Kara. Oh, she had enjoyed it, offered to reciprocate, but at that point Lois couldn't even speak, ready to collapse into bed and cuddle until the darkness claimed her. It was so hard to get a Kryptonian to cum...

But now she did, crying out in some ultrasonic squeal that set the crystal glasses in the kitchen to vibrating and every dog within three blocks to bark in alarm. The pussy squeezed down so tight that any normal cock would have been pinched off, but not this one. While in every other respect Lois lane might be merely mortal, in this one particular she had all the power and invulnerability of a Kryptonian. Lex Luthor had assured her she could fuck a volcano and survive unharmed.

It felt like a volcano as Kara's climax set off Lois blowing her own load. Her toes curled as the burning jizz streamed along the channel inside her, Supergirl's ankles drawing the reporter deep inside to unleash her cum in the young woman's innermost recesses. And when Lois collapsed it was into her lover's arms, the gentle mound of her slightly protuberant belly between them, Supergirl floating them gently down onto the mattress.

"That was...so..." Kara began.

"...super." Lois finished, panting slightly.

They laid there together for a long moment, feeling the erection die by slow degrees, slipping out of the well-creamed pussy. Lois had made a pillow of the young woman's breast, wondering what they would be like when the milk came in. Not like Power Girl, probably, but she knew that the mother-to-be was hoping for a little more up top...

"Lois?" Kara said quietly. "I love you."

The dickgirl hugged her close. "I love you too, SuperMILF."

"No, I mean, I..." the blonde took a deep breath. "I want you to join the House of El."

Lois Lane sat up, staring down at her lover. The mother of her child.

"You want me to marry you?"