End: They Cum Together

Lois Lane's thumb pressed down on the Kryptonian clit. The gigantic metal length of Excalibur slid easily in and out of Supergirl's ass. The reporter looked down at the young woman, noted all the signs of arousal. The bright red blush on those cheeks, the wide black pupils dilated with pleasure, nostrils flaring, breasts heaving with their puffy pink nipples hard and pointed at the ceiling.

How did I get so lucky? Lois thought as she moved her hips. Then she remembered, and her heart wilted a little.

She could feel the base of Excalibur pressing against her own clit, her pussy dripping down her legs. Deep inside, she could feel the excitement building, the heat, the need. A little more and she would be right at the edge of climax...and then over it.

But more than that, she wanted to see Kara cum. Wanted to give her that. After all, it was Lois that had taken her virginity. For a good cause, after all, but still...

"Lois?" Kara huffed.

"Yeah babe?"

"I'm...I'm glad it was you," the blonde superhuman's face was red as a furnace, and hands that could tear a battleship in two reached up and gently caressed the reporter's breasts. "I think...if I had gone for anyone...superhuman. It would have been harder. More traumatic. But you're so gentle, and I...I trust you."

The reporter leaned forward, her hips still moving regularly, thumb grinding into the hard clit, not afraid of hurting her.

"I'll be glad," Lois said. "If we can get you to cum. It's important to experience that with...someone else."

Lois Lane's mouth slid over the right nipple. The flesh was soft and hot against her lips, like a sheet left out in the sun, but she also knew it was invulnerable. She couldn't really hurt her. So she sucked hard, and let her teeth press against that nipple...and was rewarded with a soft, eager moan.

The next few minutes were a blur. Rubbing, humping, sucking; the reporter's teeth bit down hard, her tongue flicked against the stiff nipple, her hips plunged forward faster, her thumb grew numb twiddling that little clit...and Kara was moaning, her hands exploring Lois Lane's body. There was a building heat coming from the Kryptonian, and Lois could feel it on her skin like a tanning booth. Could feel it on Excalibur, the metal heating up until she could feel it on her clit, and somehow that just turned her on more.

They moved together, internal clocks synching, the tide rising in both of them. Grunting and squeezing, asshole squelching noisily as boiling lubricant and steam escaped, the pussy the reporter rubbed felt hot as a burning stove, and her whole body began to pulse with heat like it did when she stayed out at the beach to work on a tan...but they were too far along now to stop, each of them lost in their motions, the moaning pants of Supergirl increasing in intensity and volume every moment, until they were rutting with abandon, and Lois felt the heat of the metal strap on press against her clit like a lance of pain, and that set her to scream.

Supergirl screamed too.

White light burst out of from her skin, so bright that Lois could see it through her closed eyelids. Any peeping toms who happened to glance at the glass doors of the reporter's balcony right then would have been blinded for life. Yet through her own scream of pleasure, Lois could feel the young woman buck in pleasure beneath her...and as the darkness took her, Lois smiled, glad that they had come together like that.

She awoke in a tub full of ice. Kara, still naked, was mopping the reporter's brow with a wet towel. The blonde looked sheepish.

"I'm sorry. I didn't...I didn't know I had that power."

Lois raised one hand. The skin was light brown. She turned it over, but it was the same on both sides. A fairly even tan.

"It's okay," the reporter said, and let herself float upwards far enough that her breasts broke the surface, and then the line of her body all the way down to her pussy. It was a full-body tan.

"I understand if...if you don't want to do it again," Supergirl hung her head, the blonde hair hiding her face.

The reporter's wet hand fell on the pale thigh.

"Babe, you can muss me up anytime." Lois smiled.

A pale body slid into the tub with Lois. Water and ice overflowed the edge of the tub, spilled across the floor. The reporter didn't care. She had her arms full of heroine, their mouths met, naked body against naked body. Lois Lane wasn't sure where such a relationship should go...but she wanted to find out.

In her lair, Blaze watched the couple squirm against each other. One crimson hand admired the ivory wand, stained with Supergirl's maidenblood. The other spread the lips of her pussy, exposing the bright pink insides.

"Enjoy her, Lois Lane. While you can," the scarlet succubus said as she placed the wand against the entrance to her cunt. The runes, drenched with Kryptonian blood, began to glow. "For your little night out has given me the means with which to have my **** against Superman...and all that he loves!"

As dawn broke across Metropolis, the demon laughed, plunging the tainted staff into her ready cunt as she watched Lois Lane and Kara Zor-El make love...but what happened thereafter is a story for another time.