It had been a day since Superman had snatched her from the firing path of Intergang’s energy weapons, but the memory of it still had Lois’ twat soaking. Jimmy Olsen had captured the entire thing and put it online. The intrepid reporter had rubbed her cunt raw to it twice already. The wondered of the Man of Steel, chiseled, well-toned, rippling with powerful, godlike muscles, swooping down from heaven to snatch her up was intoxicating. But then he had flown her back to the Daily Planet, pressing her face into his tight washboard abs. Just thinking of all those rugged muscles, lithe and full of unmatchable power, had the poor girl panting and wriggling beneath her silken sheets as her right hand shot between her legs.

“Fuck!” she moaned loudly, writhing in her full canopy bed, imagining Superman, gloriously naked, furiously pumping his thick, thirteen inch slab of cockmeat as she suckled it greedily.

The slippery, squelching sounds of a spit-covered cock being shoved down a hungry thoat rang in her mind. Lois’ own gagging noises fueled the embers of her lust, and the flames raced across her nerves in bolts of debauched pleasure. Glowing with carnal desire, she stuffed three fingers in her sticky snatch, groaning nastily as her pussy walls enveloped them in a gripping warmth.

“Fuck, yes, you wonderful bastard! Pump that huge ass fucking cock hard. Feed me all that delicious, hot precum. Yes!” she suddenly hissed obscenely. “Breed my mouth like the little slut I am! God, I get wetter than Niagra whenever you’re around. Feed it to me, Superman. Make me take it! Every last inch! Shit, your fat dickmeat tastes so damn good! That’s it! Stretch my throat and make me gag! Oh, hell yes! Faster! Use this skank reporter to get off! Show me how fucking horny I’m making you! Your balls are full, aren’t they? Full of warm, thick, cum! Well, I want it, Superman! God, I want it so fucking bad! Use me like a fleshlight, and cum down my cute little throat! I wanna guzzle every drop of it! FEED THIS CUM-HUNGRY SLUT!” she panted, spasming wildly as her fingers stretched and churned her steaming, sopping, hole. “MAKE THIS HORNY LITTLE BITCH YOUR FUCKING CUM RAG! USE ME! USE ME LIKE A WHORE! GOD, I NEED IT! FUCKKK!!!!”

The entire room began to spin like a carousel as carnal sensations washed over Lois like shockwaves. Her breath came out raggedly as steaming pussy juice cascaded down her thighs and her undulating cunt gripped her fingers like an angry gorilla. Her bullet-hard nipples were tingling blissfully, and with her free hand, Lois grabbed one of her tits, squeezing the firm globe of flesh as the fire of perversion continued to consume her. Vaguely, from what sounded like a mile away, she heard her doorknob turn and somebody’s footsteps rushing in.

“Damn, that sounded good, Lois!” a voice asserted, eagerly drawing close to her. “I hope you still have some energy left!”

“Clark!” she cried, peering through her lust like a London fog and turning beet red. “Were you listening at the door?” she asked, pulling him into a hug with the hand she’d been basting in her cunt slime.

“Maybe,” he replied with a laugh, promptly shedding his boxers and sucking her fingers like an willing baby. “Next time I see Superman, I’ll tell him he’s got a standing offer for a blowjob. Oh, don’t be embarrassed,” he added when he saw her face. “If it helps, I jack off to buttfucking Wonder Woman.”

“Clark, you dirty little pervert!” Lois giggled at that, feeling oddly jealous. “Suck all my cum off those fingers. Fuck! You’re already rock hard! You were jerking to me in the hallway, weren’t you?” she demanded to know, her voice full of lust and pride.

It was Clark’s turn to blush, and his face flushed a little, but he nodded.

“With you hollering out like that, who could help it?” he asked sheepishly.

“Tell me you loved hearing your girlfriend beg to be used like a cum rag,” hissed Lois, still bubbling with lascivious desire. “I bet you want to fuck me, too, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes, Lois! I want to pound your cunt hard! Get on all fours like a good, little, slut!”

“Fuck, I hope this perverted streak of yours lasts,” Lois mewled seductively, throwing back the covers and acting on instructions. “Your girlfriend’s got a nice, sloppy, snatch for you. Don’t be gentle with it, Clark. I want you to batter my pussy with that cock as hard as you can,” Lois gasped hornily, teasingly shaking her plump, round ass in the doggy position.

Her skin shivered as the cold air of the room caressed it, and Lois groaned eagerly as Clark moved behind her.

“You asked for it, bitch,” he smiled lewdly, giving her ass a hard swat and kissing it softly when a slight handprint appeared.

Next minute, Clark pulled back and rammed his turgid, precum-dripping cock balls deep in one thrust as the thick aroma of blazing cunt filled his nostrils. As Lois has requested, he wasn’t the least bit gentle about it, and she let out a violent shriek as her cunt walls were bulldozed.

“God, yes! Fuck me hard, Clark! Just like that!” Lois screamed as her twat was stretched and filled to its limits. “Give it to this superhero cock-worshiping, bitch harder. That’s it, Clark! Grab my hips and ram that cock inside me. You like how tight it squeezes your dick, don’t you? All the wetness and warmth as it bangs against my cervix? Fuck, that cock feels so damn good! Ream my cunt, and make me your little whore. Show me how you treat a woman’s dripping pussy, Clark! Shit!” she suddenly exclaimed.

Clark was panting heavily and slamming into his girlfriend’s slit so hard the sound of flesh smacking flesh rang out in space. His dick felt like it was being milked by a tightly gripping hand in warm, lubed, velvety, gloves. He took Lois’ turgid clit in one hand, twisting and pinching it as he reamed her, savoring his girlfriend’s perverted whimpers and moans. His left hand was squeezing and kneading one of her tits while he nibbled Lois’ neck and shoulders. Clark felt like he was burning up inside, and when Lois started humping back against him, it drove the poor man wild. He grabbed a shock of her soft hair and yanked it hard as he plowed her into the mattress.

“Take this dick, you dirty slut! Tell me you’re a nasty whore for rock hard cock! How does it feel to know the guys at work beat off to you constantly? Women, too! The girl in reception would kill her own mother for five minutes in the women’s room with you! Fuck, you love being a whore, don’t you, Lois? I bet you get off knowing the Planet’s full of guys jerking off to you! We all beat our meat till we can’t take it anymore! Everyone there wants to turn you into a fleshlight. You want to get in a room with all those muscle bound fuckers, don’t you? God, this cunt is so fucking warm and tight. Take it, you fucking little cum dump! Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” Clark shouted at the top of his lungs.

His body spasmed wildly, quaking and quivering through the lust-fueled waves that washed over him like electricity. His girlfriend wasn’t far behind, crying out to the heavens as she twisted and writhed against her sheets. Both of them were covered in a sheen of sweat and panting heavily with their efforts. At last, they collapsed together and rode the aftershocks, fully sated and completely spent.

Clark summoned what little energy he had left to cradle his girlfriend’s head and kiss her deeply, gently stroking her hair and cuddling her close.

“Thank you, Lois,” he sighed when he broke the kiss.

“You’re welcome,” she replied lovingly, playfully ruffling his hair. “God, that felt good. You really like my pussy, don’t you, you dirty pervert.”

“Yes, you naughty slut. And the rest of you isn’t bad either,” Clark chuckled.

Lois giggled at that and pulled her man still closer, snuggling against his warmth as sleep began dancing in her eyes. With a soft snicker, Clark snuggled her close and kissed her forehead, all the while toying with the idea of appearing as Superman later and getting seconds. In the end, he decided not to be greedy. After all, the dual identity was for her protection, and not to be abused. As he lay there, war and comfortable, absent-mindedly caressing his girlfriend’s ass, he desperately hoped the Justice League wouldn’t need shit from him for a few hours.

“God, I’m lucky to have you,” Clark sighed contentedly.

“Me too,” Lois replied sleepily. “Me too.”