End: Supergirl Wants To Feel Loved

A flush burned across those sun-kissed cheeks.

"I...I'm sorry, I just thought..."

Blaze and Lois exchanged glances. Demon and human took the Kryptonian by the shoulders and gently laid her against the bed.

"Kara, what you need to learn is that sex is about reciprocation." Lois slid in on the young woman's right side, her hand circling the blonde's breast. "I think you're too intent on fucking, and not enough..."

"...on being fucked," Blaze slid in on Supergirl's left, her hands reaching down to cup the young heroine's pussy. "So why don't you relax for a little while...think of this as less of a three-way..."

"...and more of a one-way," Lois licked the blonde's ear. "From us..."

"...to you," Blaze finished as her tongue slid roughly over one hard nipple.

Slowly, under the relentless **** of hungry mouths and hot lips, soft fingers and softer tongues, Supergirl let herself relax. Lois Lane's fingers clawed over the invulnerable skin, pressing hard because she knew that no **** she could bring to bear could hurt her. Blaze planted kisses on those pale, muscular thighs. Inch by inch, minute by minute, the two women poured all of their time and attention into making the young woman writhe in ecstasy.

The sweaty bodies rubbed against each other, pussies leaving slimy trails against slick skin as though marking each other with their scent. They worked together, Lois and Blaze, always in motion, always moving, focusing on different parts of her. When Lois was licking the blonde's armpit, Blaze was sucking on her toes. The chime of laughter from Supergirl's mouth turned into a moan of shock and surprise as Blaze's tongue slid up her ass, and Lois climbed up and rubbed her cunt against Kara's face, letting the young woman taste her as the reporter rubbed the young woman's titties.

It was like a game...a game with no rules, at least no spoken ones. Minutes became hours. At one point, Lois fell out of bed and crawled into the bathroom. Blaze and Supergirl were locked in a kiss, and didn't register that Lois was gone until the reporter slipped back into bed, with a bottle of lube and a buzzing sex toy, the strange vibrations adding a new note to the music of their moans, the strange calculus of fingers slipping into holes, buzzing dildoes pressed against hard nipples and clits.

There were times when it was too much. When Lois and Blaze found themselves astride Supergirl's shins, rubbing their pussies while Kara laughed until the tears came, but Lois kept rubbing harder and harder, until she could no longer stop, and her thighs quaked and shook, voice a shrill crescendo of desire satisfied as she squirted over the blonde's knees, the pussy juice dribbling down to that dainty ankle. When Blaze and Lois had their mouths buried in Supergirl's ass and pussy at the same time, and they had to hang onto her legs when she started to float off the bed, dangling there as Kara's head bumped into the ceiling, holding in her scream so that she wouldn't break all the glass in ther apartment.

It was near dawn, and Lois nearly exhausted, every muscle aching and spent, when she kissed a panting Supergirl on the lips, and then whispered the first words they had spoken in hours:

"You know, Blaze hasn't cum yet."

The two women turned their gazes on the scarlet succubus, whose white eyes grew wide, and they reached for at once. Tired as Lois was, she let Kara do most of the wrestling, the young woman still strong and energetic, pinning the demon from behind in a full nelson, planting kisses on her neck as Lois clambered on top.

Red thighs on top of white gams. One pussy almost in line with the other. A wicked lust stirred inside of Lois Lane as she ran her tongue from Supergirl's asshole, up and over Blaze's clit. Over and over, her fingers rubbing the demon's thighs, and as the scarlet succubus began to quiver Lois saw Supergirl's hands slide down to paw at the crimson tits, pinching and pulling at the hard puffy nipples until Blaze was yowling like a cat...and then they pushed her further, until her thighs bunched and hot squirt blasted onto Lois Lane's chin and down her breasts as she sucked on the demon's clit.

So that when the alarm went off, the three women lay there in a sweaty, nasty heap. Barely able to keep her eyes awake, Lois blew a raspberry on Supergirl's pussy, which set them all to laughing.

"Thank you," the heroine said softly. "Can we...do this again sometime?"

"I'm down," Lois said. "Blaze?"

"I think I owe you both an orgasm," the demon said. "And I always pay my debts."

"Next week, then?" Lois said, her ear pressed against Supergirl's clit, her head on the young woman's thighs.

There was a chorus of agreement.