Power Girl, Handcuffed and Naked On The Bed

"Oh Clark," Lois Lane said. "You shouldn't have!"

They had left the club, just as the more mystic members of the Justice League had arrived to haul Blaze away. Lois Lane had been wrapped in Superman's cloak, her massive tits barely contained by the red fabric. As they flew above Metropolis, she nestled herself into his arm, nuzzled his face, licked his ear...and kept one hand between her legs, fingers stroking her slit, to keep herself wet and ready for his surprise.

And what a surprise awaited her, as Superman's red boots touched down on the balcony of their shared apartment, and the glass door slid aside.

The bedframe was made of Kryptonian alloys, specially designed to survive multiple super-lovemakings a night. On the bed was a tall, muscular blonde. Spread-eagled on the bed, bound in the chains that Lois used on Superman during their bondage-play. Lois Lane admired the clean-cut muscles on her long limbs, the shaved and hairless slit, like half-cut Georgia peach, and most of all the wobbling soft mounds atop their friend's chest. Almost as big as Lois Lane's own.

"Kara!" Lois said as she slid out of Superman's arms. The cape dropped away, and her own titanic titties jiggled and swung freely as Lois slid onto the bed. The reporter's fingers touched the blonde's thighs. "You poor thing. Have you been here long?"

"Kal set me up just before he left," the blonde said as Lois crawled over her. Their nipples brushed against each other. Four massive mammaries pressed against each other as Lois bent down to kiss her friend hello. Their tongues twirled softly, and Lois knew behind her that Clark stripped out of his costume, cock already aching hard.

Lois and Clark had talked about sharing someone together. Now that Lois was pregnant, there was no concern over paternity, and Lois had been pushing him gently about it. Most of the Justice League weren't open-minded enough to swing that way. Clark had been hesitant about that sort of thing at first, but given Lois Lane's background, and their love for each other, it hadn't taken too much cajoling to open his eyes to the joys in swinging...at least, doing it responsibly...but she had never imagined he'd take the initiative to actually do it!

Lois Lane broke the kiss and stared into Power Girl's blue eyes.

"Kara," she said. "Would you like to fuck my husband?"

Power Girl smiled wickedly up at her, there was nervousness there, but excitement too.

"Only if I can lick your pussy at the same time!" Kara said, then shyly added. "This is my first time with, you know, a couple."

"I hope it won't be your last," Lois said. "So let's make it a good one!"

Now they both smiled...and the bed creaked softly as the naked Man of Steel slid onto the bed, his cock hard, still wet from Lois Lane's pussy. The reporter shifted around, so that she could sit on Kara's face and still see Clark slide his hard, hot meat up into his cousin.

"Fuck her good, Clark," Lois panted as her wet slit settled on Kara's lips. One of the reporter's hands went to her own stomach. "Maybe we can give Clark Jr. a playmate..."