Lois Lane Becomes Batgirl and Supergirl's Plaything

Supergirl's tongue slid into Lois Lane's mouth at the same time Batgirl's spit-slick finger touched the reporter's asshole. The reporter stiffened at the twin ****...but then Kara's fingers found her pussy, and Batgirl's lips pressed against her shoulder...and for once in her life, Lois let herself be carried away.

The blonde and redhead were playful, but voracious. Lois tried to meet them at their game, as she ran her hands over those young, tight, toned bodies, but in truth she was putty in their hands. Completely their mercy as hungry mouths competed for her kisses, as slick fingers slid into pussy and ass, to squirm against each other. The reporter could not repress her moans at the twin intrusion, could not fight the tightness and excitement inside of her...and Batgirl and Supergirl grinned as their new plaything shuddered and dripped between them.

"I like it when she cums," Batgirl said, before her white teeth nibbled on the reporter's ear.

"She's beautiful when her pussy squeezes down on my fingers," Kara said. "It gets me so hot. I want to see her do it again."

"Let's play a game," the redhead said. "Let's see how many times we can make her cum."

"Oh...Oh please..." Lois gasped, not sure whether she was going to beg them to stop or continue.

Not that it mattered. They weren't about to listen to anything Lois Lane said. She was their plaything...like two girls fighting over a doll. Stronger than she was, the two heroines pushed and pulled Lois Lane into whatever position that met their fancy. She found herself astride Sueprgirl's face, while Batgirl ground her own pussy again the reporter's lips. Batgirl held the reporter's ass cheeks apart as Supergirl pushed her dainty Kryptonian toes into the reporter's pussy and ass. Sandwiched between them as they took turns rubbing Lois Lane's pussy so hard that the reporter had to bury her face into their hair to muffle her screams of pleasure that bordered on pain.

For someone used to living by her wits, to facing life on her own terms, to being in control...the sensation of being used should have shocked the reporter. Yet what really surprised her was how much she enjoyed it. To just give up control. To serve them. To be made to cum, over and over and over.

Long and late in the night. Until her cunt and ass were rubbed raw. Until tears flowed from her eyes. Lois knew she couldn't keep up with these two. She was tired, she was sore, her body trembled, super-sensitive...and then the two fiendish heroines thought of a better game to play with their new pet.