Captain America's Polycule

Lois Lane finally felt complete. Something about her old life always nagged at her. She always felt better in the arms of a big strong man thn she did chasing down leads as a reporter, but Smallville could never give her what she needed for some reason. Until she met her new husband, Steve Rogers. And he reminded her what a woman is supposed to be. And that’s how she ended up in a blue polka dot dress, covered in sexy make-up, in the place where women belonged, in the kitchen, cooking for her husband.

Speaking of which, Steve was currently sitting at the table, signing the marriage papers with Wonder Woman. Lois didn’t have any problems with steve have multiple wives. She didn’t have any problems with anything Steve did really. She brought the meatloaf she was cooking over to serve them.

“And you’re sure Lois doesn’t have any problems with this arrangement?” Diana asked.

“Oh Lois doesn’t have any problems as long as I’m satisfied. Isn’t that right Lois?” He reached oner and gave her a firm smack on the ass.

“Yes dear.” She shuddered. With a super soldier as a husband, there was no was no way a frail woman like Lois could satisfy his sexual needs. It was hardly fair that he could leave her a drooling mess after sex while she could barely get him off. But an Amazon? An Amazon is a different story. Her pussy glowed at the thought of this Greek goddess of a woman satisfying her husband in a way she never could. She was so much happier after Steve explained to her that she had this fetish. Just like when he explained to her that she should quit her job to let her man support her.

“Tonight, I think we should consummate our marriage with me fucking you up the ass. Lois, you can watch from the closet.”

“Yes dear.”