Kryptonian Sun-Crystal

There was an odd excitement in the air, as they got naked. It wasn't just the champagne, that steadily disappeared as each woman took turns in the bathroom, for last-minute preparations. Supergirl stood nervously, one hand between her legs, the other crossed in front of her small breasts, as she and Lois Lane waited for Batgirl to emerge.

"It's going to be okay," the reporter assured the younger woman. "I mean, it hurts, but then it feels good."

"I know. I know," Kara gave her a shy smile. "I'm excited, I'm just a little nervous too. It's..."

Lois silenced her with a kiss. Just pressed her lips against the blonde's. For a moment, Supergirl froze...and then, like an ice cream cone in the sun, she seemed to melt and relax. Opened her lips a little. The reporter let her tongue slip out to taste that mouth. Just a little. She let Kara's tongue meet hers. A heat built up between them as they slowly explored each other. Eyes closed. Hyperfocused on that small point of contact.

"So, how are we going to do this?"

They broke the kiss, and a line of saliva still hung between their lips as they stared at Batgirl. The redhead in the altogether was stunning—impossibly fit, her red hair fiery, freckles across her generous breasts, the body of some ancient demigod marred here and there by bullet scars.

Slung about Batgirl's hips was Lois Lane's strap-on harness, so that the clear, softly faceted shaft of the Kryptonian sun-crystal stood out from the redhead's crotch. It caught the moonlight through the patio window, and cast moon-beams across the floor. Lois felt Kara stiffen again...but the reporter knew how to relax her.

Which is how Lois Lane found herself on the bed, the world's mightiest virgin on top of her. The reporter gently rubbed Kara's clit with her fingers as Barbara lubed up the sun-crystal. The blonde quivered with anticipation, her legs atop Lois Lane's, the reporter's chin on her shoulder.

"Be gentle," Lois ordered, and Batgirl smiled and winked. Even without the cape and cowl, there was something in her poise, the confidence with which she rubbed the rounded tip of the faceted crystal up and down Kara's pussy, that made both Lois and Kara relax. Then the redhead gently spread Kara's labia with her fingers...positioned that tip at the opening of her vagina...and looked the blonde in the eye.

"I love you," Barbara whispered.

Then she pushed her hips forward.