Everyone Is Watching

Supergirl wrenched Lois Lane off of her dick. The radioactive reporter had a confused moment as the blonde superheroine lifted her up...and then the Kryptonian's mouth was pressed against hers, the hot tongue sliding past the reporter's unresisting teeth. Tasting her own precum with Lois Lane's spit, diving deep toward her throat—and Lois felt herself going limp in those strong arms, her body heating up...really heating up...

The radioactive woman shuddered as her skin brightened, pink light spilling out over the street, and her pussy felt like an absolute furnace, burning hot as a stove, the air itself burning as it whipped past her flowing sex. Supergril's normally blue eyes were glowing pink now. Lois had heard of Kryptonite poisoning...how the green K radiation weakened Superman, and could even kill him...but what would pink Kryptonite poisoning do?

With a rough shove, Supergirl tossed Lois from her. The reporter twisted in the air by instinct, landing on the cold asphalt on her hands and knees. A shock went through her body, but it didn't hurt...not like it should have. Lois shook her head to clear it...on her hands and knees, ass in the air...

Small, strong hands slid her pussy lips apart. A gush of fluid spilled from the supersensitive reporter, and burned small holes in the street.

"You slut," Supergirl said as she rubbed the head of her cock up and down the radioactive slit. "Look how wet you are."

It was a shock to hear such language from the normally prudish heroine...but then again, she was nineteen. Not really a Super "girl" anymore...a Super "woman"...with a woman's lusts...

Lois bit her lip, tensing herself for the moment of penetration that she both dreaded and needed. Whatever was happening to Supergirl, she could feel it working at her too. She had never been this horny, not in her entire life.

At least nobody can see me. Folks in Metropolis know enough not to...to...

She looked around. The street was mostly empty...but from every window, every doorway, there was the glimmer of smartphones. People were watching this. Recording it. Lois turned her gaze to the right—an old mom & pop electronics store, flatscreen televisions in the window tuned to the news. The reporter couldn't hear what they were seeing, but she could see the footage they were streaming off the internet.

Supergirl, in the middle of the street. Fucking a naked, glowing woman.

Oh fuck, Lois thought. Then the Kryptonian cock slipped into her radioactive cunt. Oh, FUCK!