A Demonic Deflowering

There was a barrier to Lois Lane's tongue. A membrane that played across the entrance to Supergirl's vagina, the gateway to her hot wet tunnel. It was just as invulnerable as the rest of the young woman. There were few things on this Earth that could do the job.

Another Kryptonian, like Superman.

Kryptonite.

Magic.

Lois Lane's left hand slipped down between her legs and felt for the hard little nub there, just an inch in diameter. Her lips played against Supergirl's clit as she withdrew the six-inch little wand, the hard ivory lightly etched with symbols in a language that the reporter didn't know.

The blonde superheroine was moaning now, her hands pressing gently on the skirt covering the reporter's head, thighs quivering against Lois' cheeks. The reporter ran her tongue sloppily over the pink labia as she brought up the terrible little blunt-nosed tool that the demon had given her. The price of four women's lives.

Just a small betrayal.

The reporter's lips latched onto the clit, sucking as hard as she could. With a normal woman, this would be too much, but Lois knew that Supergirl could take it. She brought the small wand up, between the legs, spreading the lips wide with her other hand...steeling herself up to do it...

"Lois?" The voice was questioning, on edge, panting with desire. "W-what are you—Ow!"

With all her strength, Lois shoved the wand up inside the superheroine's virgin pussy. Felt the hymen stretch and break. A drop of blood fell on the base of her thumb. And the pussy she was eating floated away. The demonic dildo dropped onto the carpet.

Supergirl looked at her, hands between her legs, blue eyes near tears...her face was hurt, angry, betrayed, not understanding.

"I'm sorry," Lois said, and truly meant it, bracing herself. Supergirl could hear it if she lied. "I thought...I thought it would help, for the next part."

"Help? Next part?" Supergirl lifted her skirt, staring down at the piece of ivory that had fallen out of her pussy. "How? Why? I mean how, you shouldn't..."

Lois Lane stepped forward, and Supergirl didn't float away as the older woman gathered her into a hug. The reporter knew she didn't need to whisper, that Supergirl could have heard it clearly, but it was more...intimate this way.

"There's a double-ended dildo in my drawer," Lois whispered. "I want us to both enjoy it. We couldn't do that when you were a virgin so...I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. I wanted...I still want us both to have a good time."

"It...it doesn't hurt that much." Supergirl said. "I was just surprised is all. Why do you even have...that?"

"I got it from...someone in the magic biz," Lois picked her words carefully. "Just...in case this kind of situation came up."

"I guess I...just never thought about this being my first time," the blonde swallowed, finally setting her feet back down on the carpet.

"It's not too late to make it a good one," Lois promised. The hard part was over. She had fulfilled her bargain with Blaze. Now she had to do her best to make it up to Supergirl...and give her the best fucking of her young life.