Supergirl's Girlfriend Lois Lane
by John O'Connor
Disclaimer:  The characters are owned and copywritten
by DC Comics & Time Warner.  This story is for
entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged
hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The
original characters, situations, and story are the
property of the author.
Notes:
1) Many thanks to Ann Douglas for some great suggestions
 and beta reading. Thanks also to Tamy (my archivist) for
 betaing too.
2) This story takes place before Supergirl met, saved, and 
merged with Linda Danvers and became the Earth Angel.
3) Takes place about a year after "Superman's Girlfriends:
 Lois and Lana" and a year or two before "Birds Of Prey: 
The Quest" for all you continuity freaks out there.
The curtains were stirred by the gentle night breezes,
the cool air flowing softly into the dimly lit bedroom.
A gibbous moon glowed in the sky, it's reflected light
filtering into the room as well.
Reclining on the bed, a naked Lois Lane-Kent waited
restlessly.  She was lonely and the need in her had
built again until she was almost aching for release.
In fact, her fingers were idly playing with her wet
pussy, causing these feelings to swell.
'Come on.  Come on.  Where are you?  I need you now!'
These thoughts were punctuated by her index finger
sliding along her clitoris.
"Come on!" Lois cried aloud.
"Come on?  What's the rush?" a familiar figure in blue
and red said after landing noiselessly on the hardwood
floor.
Lois opened her eyes and smiled broadly.  "At last!  I
was...  Come here!"  She grabbed the gold belt and
pulled her lover to her.  "I need what you've got in
there.  I need it bad!"
As she said this, Lois opened the belt and yanked the
red shorts down.  Then she grabbed the blue tights and
pulled them off too.  There!  In all it's turgid
glory!
Lois leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the
pulsating shaft newly bared to the moonlight.  Her
tongue slithered along the hardness and washed the
crown, dipping into the tiny slit at the head.  She
was rewarded with a growl of pleasure from the
recipient of her oral expertise.
"Oh God, Lois!  I want you!  I want to bury myself in
you!"
Lois pulled off the throbbing cock, holding it by the
base, and said, "Oh yeah?  Well, come and get it, Big
Boy!"
She lay back and watched as the legendary costume
seemed to fade away, baring hard muscular flesh.  Lois
felt the wetness in her building at the sight, knowing
what was in store for her.
The bed shifted and Lois slid over to make room for
her partner.  Grabbing the still moist penis, she
tugged it towards her own wet crotch.
As the thick shaft slid inside, Lois moaned loudly.
The moans increased as the stronger-than-steel dick
began to thrust in and out of her hot hole.  As the
shaft moved in and out like a living piston, it rubbed
against Lois' hard clit.
A mouth fit over her nipple and she ran her fingers
through the long hair, pulling the mouth tighter to
her.  Her other breast was being gently but
insistently squeezed, that nipple being pinched by a
strong forefinger and thumb.
The famed reporter screamed as the orgasm washed over
her.  The dim lights faded as she arched her back and
pulled the hard body above her tightly to her.
Lois' body relaxed and fell back on the bed.  She
looked up and smiled into the blue eyes staring down
at her longingly.  She also felt the softening cock
shrink inside of her.
When she was able to speak again, she whispered
hoarsely, "Your turn..."  She ran her fingers through
the long blond hair and pulled the face above down for
a heated kiss.
As their tongues glided against each other, Lois
shivered with renewed desire as she felt the body
above her take on a softer, curvier, more female form.
Breaking the kiss, Lois said, "Oh, Mae...  That was
fantastic!  A dream come true..."
Reaching down, Lois felt the soft yellow fur between
Mae's legs and the slippery cavern beneath.  Her
fingers slipped inside the young woman, eliciting a
low moan from the blonde superhero.
The evening's fun had just begun...
* * * * * *
Six weeks before...
"Lois, I have to go..." Clark Kent said.
"But, we...  I'm afraid," Lois said, looking up at her
husband.  "The last time you went into space, you
almost died!"
"Lois, with the Green Lantern Corps destroyed, someone
has to step in.  The space-faring heroes of a dozen
worlds in this galaxy alone have pledged to help
maintain the peace," Clark paused and removed his
glasses.  "Ever since Hal went berserk..."  Taking a
deep breath, Clark continued, "The Corps were like
intergalactic policemen.  Now it's like a universal
case of Blue Flu.  People need our help."
"What about the people here?  On Earth?  What do we do
in the meantime?" Lois asked.  She couldn't believe
this was happening.  They had been married for barely
a year and Clark had gone off into God knows what kind
of danger in deep space twice already.
"Not everyone is going.  Batman, the Flashes, most of
the rest of the Justice Leagues - both here and
Europe, dozens other non-aligned heroes will be here
to watch over Earth.  Even Captain Marvel and his
crew," Clark explained again.
"Alright," Lois said, holding up her hand.  "Well,
what about me?  I need you too.  Clark, I love you.  I
want you here beside me.  I know it's selfish, but I
don't care!"
Taking the lovely brunette in his arms, Clark kissed
the only human he could ever love.  Then he said, "I
love you too, Lois.  More than you can know.  I will
be back.  Doomsday couldn't keep me away from my
beautiful bride!  Do you think anything else out there
can?"
Lois shuddered as she recalled the showdown with
Doomsday on Apokalips.  Clark felt it and held her
tighter, whispering in her ear, "I will be back.  I
promise."
Finally, Lois grudgingly accepted the inevitable.
"How long will you be gone?"
"I don't know.  I'll be back as soon as I possibly
can.  Meantime, Mae will be filling in for me here,"
Clark said.
"Mae?  I don't know..." Lois began to say.
"Worried about her and Luthor?  Don't.  She's finally
fully accepted what we already knew.  Actually, I
think Lex should be more worried about her than me..."
 Clark chuckled.
Lois laughed too.  "Yeah, a woman scorned...  Worse
than a thermonuclear blast!"
The next day, a slender figure in a costume similar to
Superman's, but with a short red skirt showing long,
shapely legs, landed on the balcony of the Kent's
condo.  "Hi cous!" Supergirl said to the
similarly-garbed figure (but with long, blue tights
and red shorts) as she stepped inside.
"Mae, thank you for agreeing to this," Clark said as
he quickly hugged the young woman.  "Just remember you
aren't just Superman but me too."
"That is still weird.  You ARE Superman!" Mae
protested.
"No, Superman is a job.  I AM Clark."  Clark shook his
head in exasperation; he, Lois, and his parents had
explained this time and again to Mae but she still
refused to accept it. "I'm not Batman," he said
finally, quietly.
"Mae, hi.  How's Smallville?" Lois said as she came in
from the kitchen.
"Bo-oring!  I'm glad to be back in the Big Apricot.
This will be fun, impersonating my big 'brother' while
he's away," Mae said.
Clark took Lois in his arms and kissed her, a long,
loving kiss.  Her arms wrapped around his back beneath
the red cape and held on tightly.
"I love you, Lois!" Clark said with feeling.
"And I love you, Clark.  Come back to me soon," Lois
said, her voice tight with emotion.
"I will.  I promise."  With that, Clark flew out into
the blue sky over Metropolis.
Lois felt tears slide down her cheeks as Mae came and
hugged her friend.
Shortly, Mae was settling into the spare bedroom and
preparing to fill in for Clark.  She was ready and
willing to be Superman for as long as it took.  She
was more than a little nervous about trying to be
Clark Kent, especially at the Daily Planet.  She said
as much to Lois as they sat down to a hastily ordered
Chinese dinner.
"Well, I have an idea.  Tomorrow is Sunday, Clark and
I rarely have to work on Sunday.  We'll sit down and
I'll help you learn what you need to do.  And who you
need to know."  Mae looked skeptical and Lois quickly
added, "I'll be there too.  I'll cover for you."
"Thank you, Lois.  I know how hard all of this is,"
Mae responded.
"At least I'm not home alone..."   Lois paused and
shivered as she recalled the time when Clark went to
face Doomsday again and she could do little but wait
and worry here in Metropolis.
"No, you're not," Mae said with a simple smile.
* * * * * *
By late Sunday night, Lois was beginning to think
Clark's brilliant idea to have Mae fill in for him at
the Planet wouldn't work.  She could easily look like
him, one of the benefits of being a shape-shifter, but
she just didn't seem convincing enough to spend any
time with Clark's other friends and co-workers.
She sat on the couch trying to decide what to do while
Mae was patrolling Metropolis as Superman.  It would
be difficult, if not impossible, for Mae to act like
Clark for an entire day.
Her reverie was interrupted by the rushing sound of
air being rapidly displaced.  In a split second, Mae
landed on the balcony and slipped into the living
room.
Lois sucked in her breath, thinking for a moment that
Clark had returned.  In a moment she realized that he
was still gone.  As Mae shifted into the more familiar
blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty, Lois felt the hollow
ache in her heart return.  Little more than a day and
she was already feeling like this.  How much worse
would it be if he was gone for a long time?
"Lois?"
Mae's voice brought Lois back to that moment.  "Yes?"
"I've been thinking.  I don't know if I'm ready to
fill in for Clark at the newspaper," Mae declared as
she sat at the opposite end of the couch.
"I kinda was thinking that too," Lois admitted.
"What do we do?"
Lois sat pensively for a moment.  "Well, for tomorrow,
you'll call in sick.  I'll back that up in the
newsroom."
"Okay.  What about later?" Mae asked.
"Clark can be sick for a few days.  That'll give us
time to figure something out," Lois said.
"Too bad he doesn't have some humanoid robots hidden
in the Fortress to fill in for him," Mae said.
Lois smiled.  Like a robot could fill in for Clark or
Superman.  'Then again, I was duped by those glasses
and his whole attitude for how long?' Lois admitted to
herself.
"Okay, Lois.  I can spend the day cruising over the
city.  Maybe I can find something on that louse..."
"Mae, maybe you should stay away from Lexcorp.  You're
still pretty..."
"What?  Pretty mad?  Damn right!  Lex charmed and
seduced me into being his little superhero love toy!
And then to find out how sleazy...how..."  Mae
stopped, her face suffused in anger.
"Mae?" Lois asked, concerned.  She had never seen Mae
this angry before.
Her face slowly regained it's normal color, "It's okay
Lois.  I just get..."  Mae snorted a laugh, "I guess I
see what you mean about...  I'll fly way around that
bastard's steel and glass tower.  I promise."
Lois nodded, hoping Mae would be able to keep her
promise.  She would never admit it out loud but she
was worried about girl and her anger over being duped
by the multi-billionaire.
The next day dawned brightly but Lois' mood was
unaffected by the blue skies and warm temperatures.
She was still feeling the absence of Clark.
She woke up Mae to have the young girl call in using
Clark's voice.  Her hoarseness that early in the
morning helped make the sick call convincing.
After that had been taken care of, Lois set off for
the Daily Planet.  Once there, she began to delve into
reports of insurance fraud down by the docks.  Some
longshoremen had passed on some rumors to Bibbo, her
old friend.  Bibbo had in turn passed the rumors on to
Lois.
Now, as she began to wade through faxes, photocopies,
and computer printouts relating to dockside property,
Lois found herself in a comforting, familiar work
mode.  So engrossed was she that lunch came and went
without her even noticing.
About three o'clock, her stomach made is presence
known rather loudly.  Looking around the bull-pen a
little sheepishly, Lois realized she hadn't eaten
since the night before.  She decided to take her files
with her and head home.
Saying good night to her colleagues, Lois made her way
out of the building and caught a cab for home.  Once
there, she dropped the files on the coffee table and
checked messages.  No word from Clark.  Nothing except
a call from Lucy.  Lois made a mental note to return
her sister's call that evening.
Her stomach growling again, and louder, Lois headed
for the kitchen.  She debated fixing something light
when she heard the rushing sound of Mae landing in the
living room.  Grabbing an apple, she walked out to
greet her young guest.  She found Mae had already
changed into her Supergirl form.
"Hi, Mae.  Have fun?"
"Oh Lois, you have no idea how great it is to just
soar around up there..."  Mae stopped when she
remembered how Ma and Pa Kent had always told her that
bragging was for people who had a low opinion of
themselves.
"Um, sorry, Lois.  I didn't mean to brag..."
Lois waved her off, "You didn't, Mae.  You were just
telling it like it is.  Although I have always been a
little jealous of Clark, you, and the rest of the
heroes who can fly."
Mae smiled and said, "I'd be happy to fly you anywhere
you'd like..."
"Thanks but I don't think Clark would be real happy if
we followed him wherever the hell he is," Lois replied
wistfully, thinking of the one place she wanted to go.
"Are you hungry?" Mae asked.  Lois nodded.  "Well,
let's go get something to eat.  I'm starving!"
"What do you have a taste for?" Lois asked.
"How about Italian?  There was this great place in
Wichita that Ma and Pa took me to when I was with
them.  And I have a hankerin' for spaghetti and
meatballs."
Lois smiled at Mae's overdone imitation of her
father-in-law.  "How about the Garlic Blossom?  It's
sort of new but one of the Planet's food critics
praised it."
Mae nodded her agreement as she morphed out of her red
skirt and blue top into red slacks and a blue t-shirt
with the Superman S on it.  Lois laughed as she
grabbed her purse, Mae followed suit.  Soon, the two
lovely women went out for the evening, laughing.
That night, Lois lay in the big bed feeling lonely for
her man.  As she thought of Clark, she felt herself
becoming aroused.  Rolling over, she tried to ignore
the feelings coming from between her legs so she could
go to sleep.
Tossing and turning, she finally gave in and began to
masturbate while picturing her husband.  She made a
conscious effort to stifle her moans as she brought
herself to climax.
In the guest room, Mae could hear the noises Lois made
as she tried to get herself off.  Superhearing brought
the squishing noises of Lois' fingers in her pussy to
the young blonde.  When Lois got closer to her orgasm,
Mae could hear the increased heartbeat respiration
followed shortly by a quiet moaning as her hostess
came.
It was too much for the young woman.  She had never
experienced sex before coming to this dimension and
since then she had discovered she liked it.  And it
had been so long...
Mae quietly flew off into the moonlit night to an
abandoned building on the North Side.  She had never
masturbated before but she had learned as much as she
could about human sexuality while she was with Luthor
that she knew what she needed to know to pleasure
herself.
Making the material covering her body vanish, Mae
began to explore her body.  She ran her fingers
lightly over her breasts, pinching the hard erect
nipples.  As she played with her heavy breasts, she
felt moisture building between her legs.  Trailing one
hand down her body, she began to finger herself
slowly.
Mae's fingers were quickly lubricated by her own
fluids.  She began to finger and pinch her hard
clitoris with her thumb and forefinger while slipping
the other fingers up inside of her.  It took very
little of this before she was quivering with the need
for release.
Closing her eyes, Mae suddenly pictured Lois.  As the
mental image of her friend began to strip and play
with herself, Mae felt herself come hard.
She began to moan softly at first and then with
increasing volume as she reached the crest of her
orgasm.  Guard dogs around the partially vacant
industrial complex all began to howl in unison with
Mae's loud groans.  Soon, as the Maid of Might fell
asleep beneath the stars, the dogs slowly quieted as
well.
Lois fell asleep long before the cacophony to the
north, her climax finally allowing her to sleep.  As
she slipped into R.E.M. sleep, her dreams were not
solely about her husband.
She was spread eagle on a large bed and as Clark stood
over her, just out of her reach.  As Lois began to beg
her husband to join her, he knelt on the bed next to
her.  Clark, now also naked, then lay down next to her
and reached out to Lois.  As Clark slid into her, Lois
stared up at all the beautiful flesh above her.  She
stared at Clark and smiled as his hair grew long and
lightened and the hard muscles softened into feminine
curves.  The cock in her became slender, inquisitive
fingers  As Lois sighed, Mae leaned in to kiss her...
* * * * * *
The days passed.  Lois dug deeper into the riddle of
the dockside property and Mae continued to patrol
Metropolis in the guise of her friend and mentor.
The nights passed as well.  Lois finding her dreams
increasingly erotic and featuring her house guest and
Mae flying off to some secluded place to pleasure
herself with visions of her hostess in mind.
In the meantime, Mae read as many of Clark's articles
as she could as well as rereading his novels.  After
the first week, she felt enough confidence to make a
brief appearance at the Planet.  Making up excuses to
be away on assignment, Mae successfully pulled off her
deception.
Almost two weeks after Clark's departure, Lois got a
tip regarding goings-on at a supposedly abandoned
dockside warehouse.  Finding Perry in conference with
the Planet's publisher, Lois ended up leaving a
cryptic note before rushing out of the building.
Mae was flying around the city feeling confused about
her emotions and her wants.  Mae was female in body
and mind if not by birth.  She could take on the
physical characteristics of just about any creature,
barring problems with mass.  She could even simulate
physical aspects of these copies.  But she felt most
comfortable as a woman.  She enjoyed the sensations of
a woman's body.
If this was so, why was she dreaming of Lois?  Why was
she masturbating to imaged views of Lois' nude body?
Being somewhat honest with herself, she recalled a
time with Luthor and his driver, Mercy Graves.  She
ignored the fact that she remembered Mercy and her
talented tongue more fondly than anything of Lex'
performance afterwards that night.
Remembering her promise to Lois, Mae scanned the
Lexcorp Tower from a safe distance.  Luthor was in
Washington trying to get the Defense Department to
invest in some research on laser defense weapons but
there were still many clandestine projects, studies,
and reports that interested Mae.
While using a combination of telescopic and X-ray
vision, Mae found Mercy in Luthor's top floor office.
Mercy was lying nude on top of the large desk.  The
young woman had her fingers buried between her legs as
she masturbated vigorously.  Mae gasped and felt a
tingle in her groin when she saw the open folder of
pictures of herself as Supergirl scattered around the
horny brunette on the desk.
Feeling an unusual hardness in the suit, Mae looked
down in surprise to see a large bulge in the front of
her costume.  She was taken aback until she recalled
her appearance.  Deciding to try something new, she
sat back on the rooftop and reached under the
waistband of the red shorts and into the blue tights,
grasping the rock-solid shaft.
Recalling hand jobs she had given Luthor with a
grimace, she began to stroke her cock while watching
Mercy pleasure herself.  As Mae pumped and watched,
she felt her orgasm begin to grow.  Soon, she was
dying for release but...she couldn't come!  Mae began
to pump with greater speed, the sensations building in
herself but she could not achieve her release!
The frustration grew when she saw Mercy climax as the
chauffeur's eyes were locked on Mae's picture.
Mercy's juices ran down between her legs to puddle on
the glossy surface of Luthor's desk.  Mae stared,
stunned that she couldn't climax.
Damn!  Why couldn't she get off?  Mae had come to
enjoy masturbating and wasn't afraid of doing so in
relatively secure locales, so why couldn't she climax?
The worst part was that there was no one she felt she
could talk to.  As Mae, she had few friends,
especially in Metropolis.  As Supergirl, most of her
acquaintances were male superheroes.  She briefly
considered talking to Ma but immediately knew she
could never talk to Martha Kent about such a thing.
Lois?  While a good friend, how would Lois view her
attempt to masturbate while in her husband's form?
And what could she possibly tell Lois about what had
gotten her horny in the first place?
* * * * * *
While Mae was watching Mercy Graves masturbate in the
Lexcorp Tower, Lois was on the waterfront, nosing
around for clues.  From her anonymous tipster and
clues she had unearthed, she felt she was on the verge
of uncovering a large insurance fraud operation and
was looking for a way into one of the decrepit
warehouses.
>From records she obtained from contacts in City Hall,
Lois knew that almost all of the structures along the
Metropolis River were owned by some syndicate called
Seacorp.  Supposedly the company wanted to rehab the
buildings and reopen the old Port of Metropolis to
Atlantic shipping, hoping to draw business away from
Bludhaven and Gotham.
Something, perhaps her reporter's instinct, told Lois
this was nowhere near the truth.  For one thing,
outside of a statement of intent and some property
insurance documents, she had no other solid evidence
of Seacorp's existence.  For another, most of the
buildings were so far gone that demolition was just
about the only thing that could be accomplished on the
waterfront.
Lois stood in front of an old warehouse that had
suffered through years of weathering.  It jutted out
over the river on a crumbling wharf like dozens of
others up and down the riverside.  She could barely
make out the faded Cunard Lines logo that once proudly
declared the ownership of the premises.  She found a
broken window along the side.
She paused and considered her situation.  No door that
wasn't padlocked and the only access broken windows
she'd have to climb through.  Looking down at her new
pants suit, she realized she was definitely
overdressed for breaking and entering.  As she
considered going home and changing, an internal voice
told her there wasn't time.
Lois had learned long ago to trust her instincts or,
as she called it, the little voice.  She scanned the
area around her for some way to facilitate her entry
into the old building.
Moving a dumpster that, from the odor Lois guessed
hadn't been emptied in several years, below the gaping
window frame, the intrepid reporter prepared to enter
the building.  Holding her breath against the stench
of the rotting trash, Lois crawled onto the dumpster
and through the window.
"Damn!" she hissed as her pants leg snagged on a shard
of glass embedded in the window frame.  Freeing
herself, she saw a large tear in the material and
swore again.  One of these days she'd learn to dress
more appropriately, she promised herself.
Once inside, she exhaled loudly and was immediately
assailed by the combined smells of mildew and the sea.
 Looking around the cavernous interior, she saw it was
lit by the daylight streaming through filthy windows,
and even filthier skylights.  There was a large,
closed dock door along the far wall that apparently
opened onto the river itself.  Scattered around the
walls were the remains of packing crates, old cargo
netting, and a couple of empty wooden barrels.
The young reporter slowly began to search the
warehouse.  It took only a few minutes to determine
that there really wasn't anything beyond the rubbish
she had already seen.  The main room was empty.
She moved towards the end that jutted out over the
river.  Seeing a small room in a corner, she made her
way there.  The room, once the supervisor's office,
was now home to wharf-side vermin, judging from the
sounds she heard coming from the old wooden filing
cabinet and the ruin of a desk in the middle.
Lois stepped back to the main room, her skin crawling
with thoughts of hundreds, if not thousands of rats
around her in the old walls.  She decided there
weren't any clues for her here.  She started to make
her way back to the window.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and tendrils of flame
arced across the middle of the warehouse.  Lois stood
transfixed for the moment as she watched the small
tongues of fire grow.  In seconds, the middle of the
warehouse was a curtain of flames!
Lois looked around desperately but saw her window was
on the other side of the fire.  Feeling the beginnings
of panic, she whipped her head around looking for a
way out.  She ran for the dock door.
The door was jammed.  She pushed and pushed, curses
punctuating the rapidly warming air, but to no avail.
The door wouldn't budge.
"Goddamnit!" Lois shouted.  She looked around in
desperation.  There was no way out!
Screaming as a large rat ran over her foot, she kicked
out in fear and anger.  As she did so, she realized
they must have a way out.  She forced herself to stand
still as the rodents, some as large as a toy poodle,
came towards her, away from the fire.  They ran past
her and many trundled over her feet, their
pink,hairless tails dragging across her bare ankles.
Frustration ballooned in her as she realized the rats
merely disappeared through small gaps in the walls.
There was no opening big enough for her to try to
squeeze through!
In anger, she screamed again, "GODDAMNIT!"
At that moment, Mae was over the West Side and flying
towards the sound of the explosion.  Hearing someone
screaming in anger and panic, she quickly made her way
through the rapidly building smoke and flame into the
abandoned warehouse.  Her pulse doubled when she saw
Lois in the middle of a sea of brown and grey fur.
"Lois!"
"Mae!  Oh, thank God!" Lois sobbed as she fell into
Mae's strong arms.
"Come on.  I'll get you out of here," Mae promised as
she picked up Lois in her arms.  She began to rise off
the floor when she realized Lois could be seriously
injured if she went up through the growing firestorm
above the building.  She directed her eyes to the
floor and burned a large hole through the pier and the
adjacent pilings to allow them to exit safely below
the roaring flames.
Lois glanced down and saw the water covered with
small, furry bodies.  Normally a strong, courageous
woman, Lois had a phobia about rats.  "Uh, isn't there
some other way?" Lois asked.  "The rats..."
Mae looked at her and then over towards the flames,
just as a flaming roof joist crashed to the floor.
She shook her head, blond hair brushing Lois' face,
"I'm afraid this is the best way.  Just hold your
breath and I'll swim us under the rats.  Okay?"
Lois looked into Mae's blue eyes and knew she was safe
with this woman.  She nodded and took several deep
breaths before taking as big a breath as she could.
Mae held Lois tightly and dropped through the
smoldering hole in the floor and down into the cold,
filthy water of the river.  The sudden shock surprised
Lois and she expelled the air in her lungs.  Mae noted
this and forced her mouth against the panicked
reporter, forcing air into Lois' lungs as she
propelled them out towards the middle of the river.
Rising on a plume of water, Mae flew back towards the
docks.  The flames from the old Cunard warehouse had
spread to surrounding buildings she saw.  Landing
lightly, Mae released Lois, saying, "Better see what I
can do about that?"
"Mae!" Lois called as the young blonde began to
elevate off the pavement.  She looked at the brunette
with a raised eyebrow and Lois said, "Your
appearance...?"
Mae looked and realized she had reverted to Supergirl.
 Shaking her head with a half-smile, she changed back
to Superman before flying out over the river.  Using a
technique that would've made Clark proud, she created
a water vortex by spinning at superspeed in the water.
 While still spinning, she flew out of the river,
bringing a column of water with her.  Halting over the
blazing structures, she stopped rotating and the water
fell onto the three flaming warehouses.
Using superbreath, she then blew out the remaining
flames like a child blowing out birthday candles.  By
the time she was finished, the Metropolis Fire
Department as well as the members of the police force
had arrived.
The fire fighters quickly looked through the
smoldering wreckage to confirm "Superman's" efforts
had been successful.  The majority of them then left,
leaving the representatives of the inspector's office
with the Bomb and Arson Squad to sift through the
ashes.
Medics quickly checked Lois for any injuries, and
finding none, left after admonishing her to go to her
doctor at the first signs of anything amiss.  Lois
agreed, shivering under the heavy blanket in her wet
clothes.
Later, at the local precinct house, Lois gave a
statement to the detectives regarding what she had
witnessed and what she had discovered regarding the
properties along the waterfront.  Fortunately they had
allowed her to change into a set of MPD sweats, her
sodden pants suit in a plastic bag to do with as she
pleased.
"Ms. Lane, I want to thank you for the information.
It pretty much confirms our findings," Lieutenant
Jordan Richmond said.
"So, do you have any ideas about who might be behind
this?" Lois asked, ever the inquiring reporter.
"Something we've hoped wouldn't be a factor in
Metropolis.  You've heard of the Russian Mafia?"  Lois
nodded to the detective's question.  "They have pretty
much confined themselves to the New York area but they
seem to have branched out into Bludhaven and Gotham.
Now, unfortunately, it appears they've got their
sights set on Metropolis."
"Lieutenant, how sure are you about this?  May I quote
you?" Lois asked.
Richmond shook his head, "I'd rather you didn't.  I
understand from Captain Sawyer and from Bill Henderson
that you are one of the better reporters in town, in
terms of how you treat the department, so I won't tell
you not to write any of this in your story."
"But...?"
"But, I'd appreciate it if you kept any names out of
this.  Until we have hard, concrete evidence of
Russian hands in this insurance scam, it might be
better to, uh..."
"Use an unnamed source?  And mention only suspicions
of mob involvement?" Lois asked. "No Russians?"
"Thank you, Ms. Lane.  In return for your cooperation,
Henderson gave me the authority to give you exclusive
rights to this before the Daily Star, WLEX, or any
other local media."  Richmond stood and extended his
hand, "I'm sure you'd like to file your story and get
cleaned up so I won't keep you."
"Thank you, Lieutenant.  I appreciate this."  Lois
shook his hand.
"Just be sure you spell my name right when the time
comes," Richmond replied as he escorted Lois out of
the precinct house.
* * * * * *
Three hours later, Lois was finally returning home.
She had stopped at the Planet and filed her story,
anonymous source and all, in time for the morning
edition.  Perry, Jimmy, and the rest of the newsroom
all shook their heads good naturedly after another
life-saving rescue from Superman.  She obviously
didn't bother to correct them as she wrote her story
and headed home.
As she stepped into the apartment, she looked at the
black plastic garbage bag in her hand and shook her
head.  May as well leave the rags in there.  However
she took it into the kitchen and set it down in the
laundry closet.  'May be able to salvage something,'
she mused.
Mae landed in the living room as Lois came back from
the kitchen.  "Mae, I never got a chance to thank you
for saving my life earlier," Lois said.
"Hey, that's what us heroes do," Mae said, embarrassed
by the situation.  In her embarrassment, she let go of
the Superman form and reverted to the more shapely,
blond Supergirl.
Lois hugged Mae, saying, "Maybe, but when you're on
the receiving end, it means a lot."
"Lois, you're welcome...I uh, guess."  Mae wrinkled
her nose which Lois found very cute.  "I think you
might want to get cleaned up."
"Why?  Do I smell like a dockside fire?" Lois joked as
she headed for the bathroom.
"Something like that," Mae laughed.
Hearing the running water, Mae found her eyes dragged
to the bathroom door.  She felt stirrings in her,
stirrings that had bothered her all day.  Ever since
she spied Mercy Graves masturbating on Luthor's desk.
That memory again sent a strong tingle to her loins
and she blushed as a result.
Glancing again at the bathroom door, she saw through
it and into the shower stall.  She gasped as she saw
Lois standing under the hot spray.  She was gorgeous!
Mae knew she shouldn't but couldn't help staring at
the lovely woman soaping herself.  Mae didn't realize
until her fingers touched her lower lips that she had
slid her hand below the blue panties under her short
red skirt.  She was surprised to find herself dripping
in her excitement.
Sitting on the couch, Mae continued to look at Lois,
her pert breasts, her little triangle of brown fur
below, her tight, round ass as Mae began to manipulate
herself.  Her self-pleasure was driving any thoughts
from her brain and Mae's head fell back on the couch,
her eyes closed, as she neared her climax.  She
recalled the feeling of holding Lois close, the
pressure of that soft, curvy figure.  She remembered
the feel of Lois' lips as she shared air with the
woman under water.
Though she had her eyes closed, Mae's superhearing
detected the change in sound as the shower was shut
off.  A warning bell sounded in her head and she
quickly came back to herself, yanking her hand out of
her supersuit.
Frustration sitting heavily on her, Mae thought about
just flying off to masturbate on another abandoned
rooftop.  Before she could act on her plan, Lois came
out into the living room in a terry cloth robe drying
her hair with a fluffy towel.
"God, I feel so much better..."  Lois looked at Mae,
taking in her flushed face, and asked, "Hey, honey,
are you alright?"
Mae mumbled a yes with a shaky breath and Lois came by
her, placing her hand on Mae's forehead.  "You are a
little warm but then again, that might be natural...
Do you really feel well?"
"Lois, uh, I'm...I'm fine," Mae protested.
Lois took her hand gently and said, "There's something
bothering you, Mae.  You can tell me."  Lois felt some
moisture on the hand she was holding but thought
nothing of it at the time.
"No.  No, I can't.  You'd think I was a freak!  I
can't..."  Tears slid down Mae's cheeks as she felt
her frustration and her anger with herself build.
"You'll hate me.  I wouldn't blame you..."
"Mae, I could never hate you.  Please, let me help,"
Lois said softly.
Mae looked at Lois, staring into her brown eyes, and
knew she could trust this woman.  She nodded, her
blues eyes still brimming with tears.
"Okay, but..."
"Shh.  No buts.  Just tell me."
Mae nodded again, "When I was with Luthor, well, that
was the first time I had ever had sex...  Being an
artificial construct, a shapeshifter, it was never...
I didn't know who or what I was.  When I came here and
stayed after Brainiac's attack, I decided to remain as
a female and adopted this," she gestured to the
form-fitting costume she wore, "as a tribute to Clark.
"I guess I was pretty naive when I got here and then
living with Ma and Pa...  Well, things are different
in Kansas compared with Metropolis.  When I came back
here and became involved with Lex, I allowed him to
seduce me and take me into his bed.  We were lovers
for the rest of my time with him, until I found out
the truth..."
Lois nodded.  She had learned as much from Clark when
he helped Mae after she left Luthor.   The girl was
still obviously dealing with the hurt she felt when
she discovered just who and what Lex Luthor really
was.
"At one point, shortly before I...I learned about
Luthor, he had me make love to Mercy Graves, his
bodyguard/driver."  Mae paused barely glancing at Lois
out of the corner of her eye.  Seeing no shock or
horror but rather interested surprise, she decided to
continue.
"It was only the one time and soon after I left
Luthor.  Today...before the fire and everything, I was
flying patrol and looked at the Lexcorp Tower," Mae
stopped, ready for Lois to accuse her of breaking her
promise.  When Lois sat silently listening, Mae took a
deep breath.  "I know that Luthor's in Washington now
but I figured a long-distance scan would be okay.  I
saw..."  Mae stopped.  She sat there and wrung her
hands in frustration.
"Mae, it's okay.  You can tell me," Lois said gently.
Mae took another deep breath and told Lois about
seeing Mercy masturbating and how she remembered how
good Mercy was.  How wonderful the sex with her was.
How she became excited and tried to masturbate in
Clark's form.  How frustrated she felt when she
couldn't get off like a male.
"Mae, if you find yourself attracted to women, it's
okay.  Some people might think there is something
wrong with you but I don't.  And Clark won't either, I
promise."  Lois held Mae's hand again,this time
picking up the scent from her fingers but saying
nothing for the moment.
"It's just that anything from my time with
Luthor...it's all so dirty.  I feel...soiled by the
time I was with him.  I don't know of anything that I
did that wasn't tainted..." Mae was feeling overcome
with self-loathing.  She decided to tell Lois
everything, maybe then she could start to feel good
about herself.
"I...  Lois, I saw you...in the shower earlier," Mae
paused again, her heart hammering in her chest.  When
Lois continued to sit quietly, holding her hand, Mae
said, "I'm sorry.  I shouldn't have looked but...after
this afternoon with you in my arms..."  Mae jerked her
hand away and headed for the balcony.
As she was poised to fly away, Lois said, "Mae, please
don't go.  Stay with me."
"Lois, I...I can't!  I spied on you, I felt lust for
you!  It's wrong and I can't stay..."
Lois stepped up and took Mae's hand, holding tight.
"If you fly away, you take me with you."
"No, Lois, please..."  Mae was crying now, her breath
coming in hitches.
"Mae, please come back inside.  I have some things to
tell you," Lois pleaded. "Please?"
Mae finally gave in and stepped back into the living
room.  Lois hugged her tightly, saying, "Mae, it's
alright.  I don't hate you.  I'm flattered that you
find me so attractive.  And I have a confession or two
for you."  Lois smiled at her friend and led her back
to the couch.
"Before Clark and I got married, something happened.
Well, long story short, I found myself agreeing to
something before I realized what I was getting myself
into.   You know Cat Grant?  On TV?"  Mae nodded.
"She and I had a brief affair for a few weeks
before..."
"Lois, you?  With another woman?" Mae asked
dumbfounded.
"There's more, Mae.  About a year ago, I was in
Smallville and had dinner with Lana.  That night, one
thing led to another and we ended up making love the
entire night."
Mae stared at Lois, seeing a side of the intrepid
reporter very few people even believed existed.
"Lois, you're...?"
"I'm bisexual Mae," Lois said.  "My preference is for
men, well actually one man.  I know there could never
be another man to replace Clark."  Mae smiled, knowing
how much her friends loved each other.
Lois smiled back, "But I finally admitted that first,
scary, exciting, eye-opening night with Cat, that I
also find women appealing as well."
"Does Clark know?"
"Yes.  I told him about Cat before we married.  It was
the hardest thing I had to do...well, except for
dealing with his death.  But I didn't want there to be
anything hidden between us."  Lois stopped,
remembering that night when they told each other of
their previous sexual relationships.  Lois had more
experience but Clark definitely had more exciting
partners, Wonder Woman and Maxima among them.
"I guess he took it alright?"
"Mae, Clark was raised in a typical Midwestern home.
He had the same experiences, hopes, and fantasies of
any other teenager.  Remember, he didn't really
discover his powers until he was in his mid-teens.  He
has the same fascination with lesbianism that just
about every other male in America has."  Lois had to
hide the grin as she recalled that long-ago night and
how excited Clark became.  Or the night she told him
about making love with Lana, his first love.
Mae looked down at her feet shyly, "Do you...  Do you
still feel...  Um, it's none of my busin..."
Lois interrupted the young woman, "Mae, I do like you.
 If that's what you're asking.  Hell, even if it
isn't!  You are a lovely, sexy woman."
"Lois, I..."
Lois again interrupted Mae, this time by kissing her.
Lois found Mae's lips to be warm and moist and most
inviting.  She ran the back of her hand along Mae's
cheek as she looked into the blonde's wide blue eyes.
Seeing what she had hoped to see there, Lois put her
hand on the back of Mae's head, the long, blond hair
silky under her fingers, and kissed her again.
Parting her lips, Lois ran the tip of her tongue over
Mae's lips and Mae shivered.
Lois pulled back, alarmed that she might have misread
Mae.  When she saw the small smile on that beautiful
face, she understood the shiver was one of pleasure.
Lois captured Mae's lips with hers once again and felt
her own shiver as Mae's tongue licked her lips before
slipping into her mouth.
Mae's hands moved under the loose robe and began to
slide along Lois' body as the kiss deepened.  With one
hand, the blonde caressed the woman's back and she
tentatively cupped a breast with the other.
Lois felt her heart quicken at the tentative, almost
frightened touch on her breast.  The soft touch was
most welcome and she arched her back to press more
firmly into the strong, hesitant fingers.  Her nipples
stiffened at the contact.
Without breaking the kiss, Lois shrugged the robe off
her shoulders.  It pooled around her on the sofa,
leaving her bare from the waist up.  Lois moved her
hands across the blue material covering Mae's chest,
cupping and kneading the soft flesh.
Finally, reluctantly breaking the kiss, Lois stood and
finished loosening the belt, allowing the white terry
cloth to fall to the floor.  As she stood there nude,
she smiled and, in a voice husky with lust, said, "I
want to see you naked..."
Mae climbed unsteadily to her feet, taking Lois's
proferred hand to help her.  "Only two other people
have ever seen me..." Mae's voice trailed off as she
smiled shyly.
"That's a great pity.  You are gorgeous and should be
admired," Lois said.
Mae smiled and reddened at the compliment.  Then she
willed her costume away and stood there as bare as
Lois.  The cool breeze coming in from the balcony
hardened her nipples to points.
Lois looked at the vision before her.  Mae stood there
looking at Lois from under her lashes, her head
downturned.  The body was exceptional, to Lois' eyes.
The round, full breasts and the tapering waist leading
to the soft blonde fur between her long shapely legs.
"You're magnificent," Lois breathed.
She reached out and ran a finger through the short,
silky curls and felt the moist heat from below.  Lois
moved that hand around the slender waist and pulled
Mae to her, her lips and tongue finding the blonde's
again.  Mae's hands encircled Lois' body and the
lovely duo molded their bodies together as they
kissed.
Lois began to trail wet kisses along Mae's throat,
feeling the beat of the girl's pulse with her lips.
She bent and suckled Mae's breast, running her lips
and tongue all around the surface while avoiding the
nipple.   Lois cupped the other breast in her hand and
squeezed it gently, again avoiding the nipple, so the
tip of it was pointing into the air.
Mae's head was thrown back, and her eyes closed as she
moaned softly.  Her hands traced random patterns on
Lois' bare back, holding the brown-haired woman close
to her.  She pressed her thigh between Lois' legs,
feeling the woman's hot wetness on her skin.  Lois'
thigh pressed against Mae and they began to rub
against each other.
As the friction between them grew, Lois relinquished
Mae's breast and grabbed her head to bring their
mouths together in a searing kiss.  Their tongues
caressed each other as they both reached the first,
and smallest, of the night's orgasms.
Lois started to collapse and Mae picked her up,
cradling the brunette gently in her arms.  She kissed
Lois again as she lifted off the floor, bringing both
of them into the bedroom to continue the night's
pleasures on the king-size bed Lois shared with her
husband.
Laying side by side, Lois and Mae stared deeply into
each other's eyes.  Each woman saw her own lust and
passion mirrored in her lover's eyes.  They both
reached a new level of excitement and anticipation.
Lois reached out and pulled Mae to her, kissing the
beautiful blonde deeply.  She wanted this innocent
young woman so much, it was almost painful.  Seeing
the same need in Mae's eyes, Lois began to kiss her
way down the blonde's lovely body.
She took her time with the girl's nearly perfect
breasts, knowing she was touching and tasting
something many had fantasized about but almost none
had even seen.  Lois' tongue swabbed around the hard
nub before flicking across the tip.  Her mouth wrapped
around the top of the heaving breast while she
explored the smooth, flat stomach with her free hand.
Mae moaned, arching her back, as Lois licked one of
her hard nipples and pinched the other.  She sucked in
her breath when she felt Lois' long fingers stroking
her soft, nether curls, not quite touching the heated
flesh below.
"Oh God, Lois," Mae began to moan.  "Touch me!  I need
to feel you inside me!  Please...!"
Lois smiled around the mouthful of bouncy flesh and
decided to torture her young lover for a while.  She
moved her mouth to the other peak, lavishing it as
much as she had it's twin.  Her hand, meanwhile,
traced random patterns around Mae's core; touching the
smooth skin on the insides of her thighs, tracing the
very edge of her pubic tuft, even dragging her index
finger along the sensitive crease where thighs joined
body.
The heat from the young woman was palpable on Lois'
hand.  She knew she couldn't keep this up for long.
She had to taste Mae!
Matching desire to action, Lois moved down Mae's body.
 Her tongue left a cool trail down to the navel,
pausing to explore the shallow hollow.  'Mae is so
sensitive,' Lois thought as she felt the woman shiver
beneath her.
Moving to lay between Mae's legs, Lois stared at the
object of her desire directly in front of her.  She
resisted the impulse to dive straight in and, instead,
licked and bit the sensitive skin of Mae's inner
thighs while she stroked the soft blond curls just
above her face.
Licking the backs of Mae's knees first, Lois moved her
mouth up the woman's thighs, licking and nibbling the
soft skin again.  Reaching her stomach, Lois ran her
tongue through the pubic hair, tasting some of Mae's
essence lingering in the short curls.  It whetted her
appetite for more.
Finally giving in to her needs, Lois pulled Mae's
lower lips apart.  Gazing into the blonde's core, Lois
was mesmerized.  It was beautiful, perfect.  'What
should I expect from a shapeshifter?' Lois thought.
'Now to taste this lovely creature...'
Lois gently blew on the wet sex, causing Mae to groan
with desire.  Smiling at that, she moved closer and
began to lick the hot, swollen flesh.  The taste of
the girl was unlike either of Lois' previous female
lovers.  She found it tangy and sweet.  She delved
deeper into Mae for the woman's honey.
Mae let out a loud groan when Lois finally began to
tongue her.  The woman was phenomenal!  Even Mercy,
talented lesbian that she is, was not nearly as
exciting as Lois.
Lois sent surges of pleasure through Mae as she danced
her tongue around the outer lips before thrusting into
her again and again.  As Mae's tunnel walls clenched
on Lois' tongue, the reporter felt a brief moment of
fear that Mae's power could hurt her.  Then
remembering how gentle Clark always is, coupled with
the fact that Mae seemed to sense subconsciously how
far she could go, eased her fears.  She was again able
to enjoy herself.
French-kissing the sodden pussy, Lois found the
woman's G-spot.  Playing her tongue over the
ultrasensititve area, Lois was rewarded for her
discovery by Mae's cries of pleasure and joy.  Mae
again clamped down on Lois' tongue as she climaxed on
the reporter's face.
Finally able to draw her tongue out of Mae, Lois
lapped up the extra juice from the woman's orgasm.
Planting a wet kiss on the fiery pussy, Lois smiled
when Mae cringed and whimpered at the contact with her
hypersensitive flesh.
Crawling up nest to the lovely blonde, Lois gazed down
on the flushed features.  Mae opened her blue eyes and
smiled up at Lois.  "That was incredible!  It's never
been like that..."  Mae's words were stifled when she
pulled Lois to her for a passion-filled kiss.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, Mae began to lick her
fluids off of Lois' cheeks and chin, whispering
between tastes, "I want to make you feel that way.  I
want you to scream!"
"Oh, please, Mae," Lois replied.  "Please, make me
come!"
Mae kissed Lois again, her tongue sliding softly
against Lois', before moving between the reporter's
legs.  Mae wanted to make Lois come badly, and decided
to go right to the source.
Looking up the length of Lois' body, she breathed,
"Lois, you're beautiful!"
Without wasting any more words, Mae tried to copy
Lois' oral actions, thrusting her tongue deep into the
brunette.  She was rewarded with a flood of honey on
her tongue.  Definitely enjoying the flavor, Mae
continued to tongue-fuck Lois to get as much of her
juices as she could.
Lois was amazed by how talented Mae was making love to
a woman.  Her last coherent thought was that Mercy
Graves wasn't so bad after all if she could teach this
to a young woman.
Mae felt Lois shudder and remembered that was the
signal that Mercy was about to come.  Lois' hands
grabbed her head and forced Mae into her crotch.  She
moved her mouth up and wrapped her lips around Lois'
clitoris, sucking on it.  She gradually increased the
suction as Lois cried out, "Maaaaaeeeee!!!"
Lois' body arched up off the mattress as her first
climax roared through her.  Falling back on the bed,
she lay moaning, "Oh, God, Mae..."
Mae floated up next to Lois.  She looked down and
smiled proudly at how she had brought pleasure to her
friend.  Letting her body gently settle onto Lois, she
gently kissed the woman.  Her hair fell around the
two, creating golden curtain for the young lovers as
they shared deep, loving kisses.
They lay in each other's arms, kissing and caressing
each other as they recovered from their passion.
Sweetly kissing Mae, Lois thrilled by the girl's soft
tongue against hers.  It was so much gentler than any
man she had ever kissed, even Clark.
Mae, for her part, was also enjoying the slow, tender
kisses.  She had far less experience than Lois but she
knew that this woman was special in so many ways.
After a suitable period of rest, Mae began to kiss her
way down Lois' body.  She took the time to thoroughly
pleasure Lois' breasts; slowly sucking with increasing
pressure on each nipple.  After making the nipples
hard as little pebbles, she moved on down to again
lick Lois' pussy.
Before Mae could distract her too much, Lois pulled
the blonde over her so she was looking at the golden
bit of heaven between Mae's thighs.  Lois started to
lick the dripping sex above her, feeling Mae moan into
her.
Both women achieved a rhythm as they pleasured each
other.  Each began to slowly gyrate against the other,
pressing their pussies against their lover's mouth.
Lois had ignored the blonde's clit the first time.
This time she didn't.  She also did something she
hadn't tried since she had been with Cat Grant.  She
licked her finger and gently slid it into Mae's tight
anus.
Mae cried into Lois as she felt the slender invader
move into her.  She had never felt anything like this!
 Remembering Mercy, she reciprocated Lois' action by
running her tongue around the reporter's ass,
thrusting steadily into Lois before resuming her
actions on the brown-haired pussy.
Before long, both women were on the verge of coming.
Lois concentrated on Mae, forcing her own orgasm back.
 When she felt the constrictions on her tongue and her
finger, she started to suck on Mae's clit hard.
As Mae climaxed again, it triggered a similar reaction
in Lois.  Both women screamed their joy into the
other; their pussies absorbing the sound and
vibration, prolonging the orgasms.
Both women lay back, panting as their racing hearts
slowed.  Lois cradled Mae's head to her chest,
stroking the long blond tresses.  Mae ran her fingers
lightly around Lois' stomach, occasionally tugging
playfully at the short, brown curls between her
lover's legs.
Mae glanced up at Lois and asked, "Is this okay?  I
mean, Clark..."
Lois shushed her, "Honey, this is wonderful!  And
Clark will understand.  I'll make sure of that."
"Lois, why couldn't I come this afternoon?" Mae asked.
 "Not that I'm complaining since you did a far better
job than I could've done to myself."  Mae smiled at
her lover.
"Clark told me you were made from female DNA.  I'm
sure that's why you instinctively chose a female body
when you decided to stay here on Earth.  Maybe why you
can only achieve release as a woman," Lois suggested.
"But enough of this scientific discussion.  I want to
play some more..."
The reporter's sure hands slid down Mae's back to
squeeze the blonde's round ass before venturing
further.  Mae moved her fingers in turn from the brown
silk into the woman's wet depths.  Soon, they were
climaxing again.
Before the night was through, Lois and Mae made love
several more times.  The highlight was when Mae flew
Lois up into the warm night sky and made love to her
high above the tallest towers of Metropolis.
"This gives new meaning to the Mile-High Club," Lois
gasped after their airborne orgasms.  Mae simply
smiled and kissed her before flying back down to the
apartment.
Over the next several weeks, they made love so often
they lost count.  (Not that they were keeping track.)
Mae found that by using her shapeshifting abilities,
she could entertain Lois with different lovers.
One night, about a week after they first made love,
Lois was seduced by the demon-killing star of a
popular teenage/young adult show.  It was quite an
evening.
"Hello, I'm Lois Lane," the reporter said.  "Please
make yourself comfortable."
The young blonde TV star smiled and sat on the couch
near Lois.  "Thank you.  You're very kind," she said.
"Not at all.  I rarely get to meet such lovely stars
as yourself," Lois said, smiling at the girl.
"Did you want to ask me anything?" the young star
asked.
"Well, yes I did.  Not about the show but about your
recent movie love scene."  The girl smiled coyly and
Lois continued, "Did you feel awkward kissing another
girl?  Knowing that most, if not all, of your fans
would see you?"
Shaking her head, the girl said, "No, not at all.  It
was...  Well, it was fun.  Kind of exciting too.  We
didn't hold back, you know.  It was a pretty
heavy-duty kiss."
"Yes, I saw it," Lois said.
"How did you feel watching me kiss another girl?"
"To be honest, I found it quite exciting," Lois
admitted.
"Would you like to kiss me?" the girl asked.
"Yes."
The young star leaned over and kissed Lois, her tongue
snaking into the brunette's mouth.  Lois, who was
already aroused from the conversation, was definitely
enjoying the girl's youthful vigor.  She pressed her
tongue against the girl's and into her mouth.  It was
a wet, sloppy, passionate kiss.
A hand covered Lois' breast.  Her nipple pressed
against the cotton t-shirt she wore.  The hand began
to massage her and she moaned into the other's mouth.
Breaking the kiss, Lois sighed and said, "Oh God.  I
want you, Sar..."
"Shh, no names," the girl interrupted, placing her
finger on Lois' lips.  Lois nibbled at the slender
digit as the girl added, "Let's just enjoy the night,
shall we?"
Lois acknowledged her idea with another passionate
kiss.  Her hands drifted over the girl's dress, gently
squeezing her ripe breasts unconfined by any bra.  Her
hand skimmed down and slid beneath the hem.  Her hand
moved up the girl's thigh lightly touching the skin to
discover that she wasn't wearing any undergarments!
Lois had her stand and she pulled the dress off the
girl.  She was even sexier than on TV!  Lois took the
opportunity to nuzzle the girl's crotch, her nose in
the short curly hair, drinking in the scent of the
star's arousal.
The girl moaned lightly then pulled Lois to her feet.
Kissing the reporter, she proceeded to strip the
garments off Lois until the two women were able to
feast on each other's beautiful bodies.
Lois took the girl's hand and led her into the
bedroom.  They lay together, exchanging soft, wet
kisses as their hands explored each other.  Lois
slipped a finger into the girl's wet heat, then
another.  She had to taste this.
Crawling between the TV star's legs, Lois began to
lick the wetness from her swollen labia.  This, of
course, produced more of the girl's juices which Lois
happily lapped up.  With her mouth pressed against the
girl's pussy, her nose buried in the pubic thatch,
Lois looked up at the girl as she squeezed her breasts
and moaned in ecstasy.
The girl shivered and Lois found herself staring at a
lovely woman.  She recognized her as a minor star from
"The Phantom" on HBO the other night.  The woman
looked to be about Lois' age with long, raven-black
hair spread over the pillow.  Her pubic hair was jet
black as well.
She resumed her oral pleasuring of this Welsh actress.
 She applied the flat of her tongue to the woman's
clit until the woman was screaming out her orgasm.
Lois crawled up alongside of her and looked into
beautiful almond-shaped eyes.  She leaned down to
share the taste on her tongue with her bed partner.
The woman happily accepted Lois' tongue and parried it
with her own.  The heated kiss soon ended and the
woman began to kiss her way down Lois' body until she
was poised over the reporter's wet pussy.
As she began to tongue Lois, the brunette looked down
and saw the First Lady's blond head bobbing between
her legs.  Lois' only coherent thoughts were 'I guess
the rumors are true, Willy gets the girls after his
wife...'  After that, Lois gave herself over to the
wonderful sensations the politician's tongue was
creating.
As the woman's tongue pressed into Lois, the reporter
cried out.  The older woman then licked down between
Lois' ass cheeks, licking the rosebud buried there,
before finally applying her tongue to the brunette's
clit.  As she flicked her tongue across the very tip
of Lois' nub, the reporter cried louder as she
climaxed.
When she had recovered, Lois opened her eyes and
smiled up at Mae.  The young superhero was looking
quite pleased, and sexy with her golden hair falling
alongside her face.
"Mae, that was fantastic!"
"I'm glad I was able to help you act out some
fantasies," Mae said kissing Lois lovingly.  "Anyway,
I enjoyed myself too!"
Another time, Mae, combining her superspeed with her
morphing ability, had a bevy of supermodels make love
to Lois simultaneously.  Lois was thrilled to be
seemingly tongued by several beautiful women at once.
And, once a week, Mae would take on Clark's shape to
fuck Lois to a powerful orgasm.  Then she would resume
her female form to allow Lois to reciprocate.
At the same time, "Superman" helped the Metropolis PD
close down virtually the entire Russian network in
town.  The Russian mobsters finally gave up on the Big
Apricot and refocused their efforts on New York,
Gotham, and Bludhaven.  Lois, of course, had the
exclusive.
Finally, almost eight weeks after Clark and the other
heroes left Earth, Lois saw the ad she had been
looking for in the Planet.  It meant that her man was
coming home.
She had no way of knowing that the ad had been placed
in the paper by a lonely woman confined to a
wheelchair in dark Gotham.  She also had no idea that
woman would soon find her heart with her
crime-fighting partner.  If she had, Lois would've
been pleased.
The last night Lois and Mae were together, they made
love until the sun rose over the Atlantic.  It was a
bittersweet night, as Mae was well aware that her time
with Lois was soon to be over.  They both shed tears
and held each other as their last night came to an
end.
Epilogue:
Lois of course told Clark all about her love-making
with Mae.  There were no secrets between them.  And,
as she suspected, he was not upset.  He was incredibly
aroused.  Lois had to force herself to walk steadily
when they came to work at the Planet the next day.
Lois arranged for Mae to meet Cat Grant and the two
became lovers for the rest of Mae's time in
Metropolis.  Cat showed her some unusual methods of
pleasuring herself and her lover. Mae found it quite
exciting and enlightening.  Who knew leather could be
such a turn-on?
Eventually, Mae merged with Linda Danvers and the once
heterosexual teenager in Leesburg, Virginia found
herself eying her female classmates as well as several
of the women in town.  She soon discovered that many
of them had similar secret interests.
Lois remained true to her man.  She knew she could
never love another man like she loved Clark.  But she
would never forget those glorious nights sharing her
bed and her body with Mae.
 (c) John O'Conner
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