End: Supergirl Plays With Her Ass

The Maid of Might reached down...and Lois Lane's eyes widened as the fingers slid down over that sweet, succulent slit. Excalibur, the meteoric iron strap-on, was buried deep inside Supergirl's once-virgin ass. Lois watched with something like awe as the slim fingers played at the stretched-out pucker.

Is she really going to...? The reporter wondered.

The Kryptonian lass slid one finger along the edge of the iron dildo...right where it met her asshole. Lois pulled out a little, watching the taut pink muscle stretch. The finger was on the rim, right there. Lois slid it back in...

The finger went with it.

Supergirl's body shuddered as the tip of her finger slid in alongside Excalibur, stretching her poor, abused hole out that little bit more. As Lois watched, the young woman slipped a second finger in. Just the tips, just sliding around that metal cock buried in her ass, the rectum grasping and relaxing as the Kryptonian began to work her fingers in deeper.

"How does it feel?" Lois asked, lost with fascination as Supergirl fingered her already stuffed-to-the-gills asshole.

"I...I like it. It's..." The blonde groped for words. "So different. From playing with my pussy. I want...I want to stretch it a little more."

Lois Lane was breathless. Were all Kryptonians born anal sluts? But she knew that she had to encourage Kara...gently.

"Don't hurt yourself," the reporter said. "Just relax. Remember, it's about feeling good. You've already done amazing so far. There will be other nights. I promise."

The blonde nodded. She had two fingers two knuckles deep, gently gripping and lifting her asshole away from the dark surface of Excalibur. Her pussy was leaking...and so was Lois Lane's.

Gently, the reporter began to move. Just an inch at a time, letting the iron slide past Supergirl's invulnerable knuckles. Kara was panting...then moaning as Lois sped up. The slim fingers were plunging deeper into her asshole, in time with the reporter's thrusts.

"Are you going to cum?" Lois huffed, feeling the excitement rise, unable to keep it out of her voice. "Are you going to cum with your asshole?"

"Uh uh uh..." Kara panted, each exhalation growing higher-pitched, more fevered. Lois continued to slam the metal dildo into the Kryptonian's asshole, watching those fingers press all the way in, stretching her out wide...and then Supergirl's eyes rolled back in her head and she roared.

Lois Lane had never been at the center of a hurricane, but now she felt that she must know what it was like. The windows of her apartment blew out in a sudden wordless gust, every mirror and glass in the apartment shattered in unison, sparks flying from the microwave. The reporter couldn't breathe, the pressure on her lungs suddenly immense, vision greying as the blood fled her eyeballs...but she could see Supergirl spasming her way through the first anal orgasm of her young life.

It was like a glimpse of a unicorn.

When Lois could see again, Supergirl was laying there, a pleasant smile on her face, gently fingering her stretched asshole.

"Hey," the reporter said, not quite able to hear herself. "Feel better?"

"Yessss," the blonde said. Then she opened her eyes and cocked her head, a bit like a spaniel. "There's a fire at the children's hospital. I should..."

"Go," Lois said, pulling Excalibur out of its sheath. "We'll do this again sometime soon."

The blonde reached up, unexpectedly, and pressed her mouth against Lois Lane's. The older woman returned the kiss, surprised at Kara's passion...and then with a blur of red and blue, Supergirl was gone. Up, up, and away...

Lois blinked, and stared at the ruin of her apartment. She was glad that she could do something for Kara, after what Lois had taken her virginity. Somehow she knew Blaze would have some villainy planned...but that would be something for tomorrow. Right now she had to clean up.

A flash of red caught her eye. The reporter tip-toed through the broken glass and picked up a little triangle of red cloth.

"Superpanties," Lois whispered, bringing them to her nose, breathing in the Kryptonian's scent.

A souvenir of tonight that Lois Lane would always treasure.