Excalibur

Lois Lane had a good job, no kids, and little time to explore all the sexual options available to her. She wasn't rich, by any means, but she had the means to indulge in the occasional whim. And whimsy. Which in this case meant a drawer full of top of the line sex toys.

As Supergirl lay waiting, the reporter chose the strap on she had never before tried. Fifteen inches forged from meteoric iron, attached to a metallic harness backed by leather. It looked like a medieval siege weapon. As the reporter buckled it on, she felt like a knight preparing for battle.

"Oh...wow," Supergirl said, her eyes big as saucers. "That's..."

"You ever heard of the sword in the stone?" Lois grinned. "Same general concept. In reverse."

Lois rubbed a bit of oil onto the shaft of her new tool, just to be safe. The Kryptonian might well be invulnerable, but that didn't mean they shouldn't take precautions. If nothing else, it should help the reporter defile that tight ass.

The reporter climbed back upon the bed, the base of the strap-on rubbing against her clit, the heavy metal weapon pointing forward like a dowsing rod as Lois gently pushed apart those perfect cheeks with her hands, guiding the metal schlong toward the little winking Sarlacc pit with her hips.

"Are...are you sure...you don't want to put it somewhere else?" Supergirl said, her voice small and hopeful.

"Oh sweetie," Lois said, resting the tip of Excalibur against the super-anus. "I would love to fuck your pussy. I really would. But you need to learn to enjoy a good ass-fuck. I want to teach you that. I want you to be my little anal slut, no matter what guy you may give your cunt to one day. I want this to be something you'll remember."

The young woman, unschooled in the ways of the world, looked genuinely touched.

"'kay," she said. "Is it going to hurt?"

"It's going to feel weird," Lois promised. "But I think you'll love it."