Lois Fucks Supergirl Like She Just Got Out Of Prison

She's a virgin, the reporter told herself, then mentally corrected. Was a virgin. Thing is, she's in pain, confused, and oh my fucking god is she tight.

Lois Lane bit her lip. Held the trembling form of one of the most powerful people in the world tight to her. Supergirl was shaking like a leaf, utterly impaled on the reporter's Kryptonian cock, her penis of power having plowed straight through her hymen into the heavenly unknown regions beyond.

Fuck her slow, Lane, the reporter found herself breathing heavy, shifting her hips. Her cock felt like she had dipped it in ambrosia. She could feel the blonde's heart beat through the tip of her dick. Sex had never felt as good as it had this moment. Make love to her. Don't just...don't just...

"L-Lois? Y-you can m-move. I'm not delicate. I can...I think I can take it..."

The tone reached back into the dickgirl's brain and flipped switches the reporter didn't know she had. She swore that her dick got harder. A pulsing, pounding need was building inside of her, between her hips...and the last little thread of Lois Lane's self-control broke.

Her head slammed forward, mouth pressing against Supergirl's own, tongue pushing past those perfect white teeth. With surprising strength, the reporter pushed the blonde back until she was lying on the bed, trapped beneath Lois Lane's slim form. Knees planted firmly in the hospital bed mattress, the dickgirl drew her hips back, sliding her super-cock out of the super-pussy...broke the kiss just long enough to stare down at her dick, a little smear of bright red blood along the length of it...

...and then she slammed it back in. Hard and fast and bottoming out, wishing at that moment that she had a pair of balls so that she could hear and feel the hard slap against the Kryptonian's perfect ass. Lois slipped her hands under the blonde's armpits and began a fast, hard, driving fuck.

No foreplay! Nothing slow and gentle about it. The bed shook their hips met with wet smacks. Every thrust had all of Lois Lane's weight behind it, driving her dick deep inside Supergirl's guts, plunging hard at a punishing pace, so that before long they were both breathing heavy. It wasn't making love; the dickgirl was driven by the pressing need inside of her, the burning urge that lent strength to her Kryptonian cock, with only one goal in mind.

Tears began to stream down the blonde's face, her hands stretching out to grasp the bed rails. Steel tubes crumpled in her grip as Lois pushed herself deeper and harder, the meeting place of cock and cunt churned into a bloody pink froth.

So intent was the dickgirl in her conquest of Supergirl's pussy that she barely noticed when the once-virgin last flower of Krypton scrunched up her face, a hypersonic squeel issuing from between her lips, windows cracking and setting the reporter's back teeth to vibrating. The unbelievably tight hole became impassible, squeezing so hard that Lois roared in pain, sure her dick was about to be cut off...

For a long, painful minute the blonde convulsed, and Lois couldn't move a millimeter inside of her...and that was when the dickgirl saw how hard the Woman of Steel's nipples were, the tautness of her body, the little spasms.

"Are you cumming?" Lois asked aloud, barely able to hear herself. "Are you cumming on my dick?"

Finally, after a seeming eternity, the pussy went just a fraction slack...still tight, but Lois could move again. And move she did, putting her back into it, spearing Supergirl hard like she was trying to launch her off the bed. The boiling **** need was pounding inside her now, right at the base of her dick, and Lois brought her face right down to the blonde's saw those blue eyes flutter open, irises dark and wide...

"Here comes your baby, Superlut." Lois whispered...and her cock exploded.

One moment, the blonde was there, impaled on her super-dick...and the next moment, as Lois Lane roared in orgasmic relief, the Last Woman of Krypton was launched forward through the hospital wall. For a moment, the reporter swore she saw a stream of super-splooge trailing gently from her wrecked pussy, but then came the crash as the blonde broke through masonry and plaster, until only her red boots was dangling out of the hole.

**** slightly at the cloud of dust produced by the impact, Lois felt a curious sense of both utter relief and confusion. What had just happened?

"Kara?" she asked. "Are...are you okay?"

Hands gripped the sides of the hole, and the blonde dragged herself forward. Lois clambered off the bed, realizing how much her thighs and back hurt, the cock still hard for some reason. She wasn't sure the human body was designed to withstand a Kryptonian ejaculation.

Then, for the first time since she had said Lois could move, Supergirl spoke...