3 comments/ 42196 views/ 8 favorites Self-Realization By: Croctden A sequel to “Caught in the Act,” published a long, long, LONG, time ago Lois slammed her door shut and ran to her refrigerator. Where was it? Ah there, thank god she still had some Rocky Road left. She grabbed a spoon and flopped down on her couch. She started to cry even before she had opened it. God, how could she have been so stupid? She stuck a spoon of ice cream into her mouth. She tried to avoid thinking about this afternoon, but Clark’s hurt face kept coming back to her. Why couldn’t she have controlled her temper? “Fine Clark, go save the world, I guess know where I rank with you!!” Her words echoed back to her. She remembered looking up as she stormed away, leaving an obviously injured Clark behind. When she found out about his alter ego she had been furious. Time had calmed her, but it was a still festering in their relationship. Nor was the situation helped by the fact they had not made love again. That one amazing night seemed almost to be a fantasy now. It was a terrible memory to try to keep under control. The sensations of that night started floating back to her. Him carrying her into her bedroom, their tit-fucking. Almost without thinking Lois Lane, prize winning career girl reporter, did something she had almost never done until these last couple of weeks. Undoing the button of her jeans and easing down the zipper she lay back on the couch and furtively pressed her small hand inside. Graceful fingers ran over her panty clad lips, which instantly let out a small trickle of moisture. She wished they were Clark’s strong fingers, for someone who had never been a woman before he found the right spot quickly. Heat growing, frustrated, she pulled aside her panties and rubbed her nether lips. They flushed as they filled with blood and expanded. Picturing Clark’s impressive cock she pressed a single finger into her pussy. She was shocked at how wet she was. In a blink another finger was inside her, a soft slurping sound radiated. She cupped one of her tits as she started to pump her hips. She was on fire quickly, she had been denied since that night with Clark. Her fingers were no substitute for Clark’s piece. She moaned and groaned, it was as though he was there fucking her. Her climax struck her with force and speed. “Fuck Clark!” Spent she sank down in her couch. It was frustrating to have to rely on self-pleasure when she knew what a great lover he was. It had not been a big deal, she did not need to yell at him she reflected as she came down. She had because she was frustrated. Which was not fair to Clark either, he had to go. Still, it irritated her for no good reason. Lois groaned and ate some more ice cream. Why she had done that was a better question. She still was not sure. The situation had scared her; she was still adjusting to this new side of Clark. How do you cope with finding out you’ve just fucked Superman without knowing it? No one could just find out, say “oh” and move on. But she had hurt him. Lois grimaced, he deserved better. He put up with her on a regular basis and Lois knew that was not easy. She loved him for being so patient with her. Maybe she was worried about the marriage. No, they had seen each other practically every day for over two years. She sat back into the couch and smiled. She was closer to Clark than she had ever been to anyone else. She needed to tell Clark! She couldn’t tell him now he was off god knows where licking his wounds. She sat back down on her couch. Tears started to well up in her eyes. She had made such a mess of everything. Stupid Lane, really stupid. Lois started to cry. She had the perfect man and then let him get away. Maybe she could get him back she needed to talk to…Clark. Great she couldn’t talk to her best friend, because he was the problem, or the answer. Either way she had to go it alone. Well, the first step was to put the ice cream away. If she wanted to get Clark she needed to keep herself looking good. Lois frowned, she was not exactly sure how to win a man. She giggled, that was one on which even Clark could not help her. She considered what to do. Suddenly a light dawned: she could call Roni! She was stripper who Lois had once worked with on a story. SHE would know how to help Lois win Clark back. She hurried to her desk to find her number. “Look out Superman,” she mumbled under her breath. ****************************** Lois came in fifteen minutes late and wondering if she looked as uncomfortable as she felt. Roni had been more than willing to help, actually coming by for a visit. So now she was wearing a skirt that hung at mid thigh, much shorter than she normally wore. Roni had insisted, claiming she had the best legs the stripper had ever seen. Lois objected at first, but then figured she knew what she was talking about, it was quite a compliment really. Add to that the fact she was wearing a shear shirt (and that was all) under her jacket, with several buttons open, and Lois felt almost naked. She feared her nipples were surely visible pressing against the fabric. Clark though, was nowhere to be seen. She asked Jimmy, who told her he left suddenly, saying he had to water his plants. She stifled a laugh to herself at the foolish excuse, she would have to tell her husband to be to come up with better lies. Then she remembered how she was dressed, cursed inwardly, and hurried off to get the change of clothes she kept at the Planet. She had lost herself in her story when she looked up and saw Clark working diligently away at his computer. She stood and walked over, trying to remember to sway her hips the way Roni suggested. “How was your weekend Clark?” “It was good, he replied, not looking up from his screen She leaned against his desk, purposely letting her skirt inch upwards. “Well, what did you do?” Her heart rate started to pick up. Clark looked up and Lois was gratified to see his gaze catch at her leg. “Nothing special, just relaxed at bit, you know.” “Then why was it good?” “Ahh…” Clark stammered. “I was getting a little worn down, I was just happy to loaf around for a couple of days.” Which was true, Superman had been in high demand last week, but the world had seemed to take care of itself for the weekend. “What? Clark Kent, what would your parents say? You should be up with the chickens. Where is that farmers’ spirit?” Clark looked mildly surprised. “Well even farmers need a day off. I was down there with them anyway. What’s with all these questions?” “I want to apologize.” “It’s okay.” “No it’s not. We’re getting married Clark! I don’t even know why I lost my temper like that. I’m sorry, you deserve better. I just keep falling back into the old me, but I’m trying to get better.” Lois felt terrible. She wondered if Clark felt as uneasy right now as she did. “Baby, don’t be so upset,” he slipped and arm around her. “You have a quick temper, I know. That’s part of who you are, and who I fell in love with. I asked the old Lois to marry me remember.” She felt immensely better, but stopped him when he pulled her close. He looked up questioningly. “I remember the last time I was on your lap here very well Mr. Kent. I’m not making that mistake again.” His laughter burst forth in a thunderous peel. Lois jumped back in surprise, as several heads turned. He laughed for a while before finally getting control of himself. He leaned in close to her. “Tell me Lois, are you wearing any panties?” Panicked, she quickly moved away to her own desk. Clark watched her go. He was a little confused. He had expected for her to still be upset with him or at least shy after how they part terms last night. He twinged slightly at the memory. He still did not know what had angered Lois. He smiled, thinking that, even as well as he knew her, there was still so much mystery to her. “Clark?” He heard her faintly whisper. He turned towards her, so she would know he could hear. “How about I take you out to dinner tonight to make up for it?” But at that same moment he heard a familiar siren going off. Lois did not miss a beat, “Good luck, be careful” she said so softly only Superhearing could catch as she watching him hurry away. ************************* Shortly after he had left, a story came in about a boat accident at the docks. A freighter had pushed a cruise ship into a warehouse. A fire had broken out, but by the time Lois and the rest of the press had arrived Superman had already gotten everyone to safety. Still Lois had to stay around to hear why the crash had occurred. Superman also flew around to make sure the warehouse would not collapse and boats would not sink. Then he gave a quick interview. It was standard fair, everyone was used to him by now. He probably would not even be the first story on the local news. Clark was about to fly away when saw Lois. He lingered around until she broke from the pack. “Are you okay Lois?” He kept his voice even, he was playing Superman now. He pulled Lois out of her thoughts. There was her boyfriend, in blue spandex, floating above her. “Huh?” “This is the first time you’ve covered me.” They had not discussed how they would handle meeting with him in the suit. Judging by how angry she had been before, it was an issue they needed to address. “Oh that,” she waved her hand, “it’s nothing.” Somehow it wasn’t. It was odd, and would certainly take a while to become used to, but she loved him. When you are in love you look past a person’s faults she told herself. And being a superhero was hardly as bad as leaving the seat up. He was not sure, but she gave him a look to say it was fine. She truly was beautiful. “Okay then, I’ll see you later.” He rocketed away. He would ask her about it later. “Yes you will.” Her mischievous final line carried to him. Lois was feeling confident when she got back to the Planet. She had filed her story over the phone and taken a late lunch with Roni. Well, a sort of lunch, she had eaten take out while Roni had washed some skimpy outfits for the evening of work she had ahead of her. The stripper had encouraged her to be more forward. To her surprise Clark was not at his desk yet. She turned on her computer and checked her email. No Clark. She called a few sources and got some coffee. Still no Clark. She wondered what crisis was keeping him, and what off the wall excuse he was going to give for being so late. The man in questions was having a long day. He had spent all morning picking up muggers, pickpockets, and other small time hoods. It was after lunch already and he had been working all day. He was probably going to hear it back at the office. He could not even remember the excuse he gave to leave this morning. Did he say he had to buy some gum? Lois was getting a little frustrated. Clark was never around. She wondered if it was going to always be this way – him off and her alone. It would be an issue, there was no avoiding it, but love was not meant to be easy. It didn’t help that she had plenty of time to stew. It had been a slow news day. She ended up doing a follow-up piece. She frowned, Superman was busy today she knew, but Clark was of course covering that. She wondered if being in love with Clark was costing her her edge. No, loving Clark was fine, not being able to talk to him was driving her up a wall. She sat at her computer working on her romance novel. She finished a chapter and realized she was still waiting for Clark to come back. The Planet was beginning was to empty. She wondered where Clark was, it was almost five. She saw Perry lock up his office. “You’re going? What about Clark’s Superman story?” “He called that in two hours ago.” Lois fought the urge to scream. It was not easy. She checked her watch, it was almost six, she could go over to his place, maybe order a pizza if he had not eaten yet. Lois was hurriedly getting her act together when her fiancé came loping down the ramp to the elevator. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be? It’s been a little crazy, I-” Clark’s phone ringing cut him off. He turned, “do you want to get together for dinner to catch up with each other?” “Yes!” Lois half-shouted for joy. She caught herself. “That sounds great. Pick me at 8:00?” Clark sounded a little surprised, “Sure, 8:00 it is.” Lois had completely turned around from the day before, anger had given way to acceptance. He had been off all day and the only result seemed to be she wanted to go out tonight to make out for missed time together. “Yes!” Lois whispered to herself. Now she had to think of what to wear. Maybe she could call Roni she decided as she left to get ready. Once she was safely away from the Planet she whipped out her cell and called the stripper. She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the familiar voice on the other end of the line. “Roni where can I find a dress to knock Clark’s eyes out?” Clark could not believe his luck as he hung up the phone on a source. He had been mentally crossing his fingers that Lois would want to go out on “friends” date, figuring that since she had blown up at him early maybe she would want to take it a little slow. After all they had gotten engaged, shared a night of incredible fucking, and then the bomb of him being Superman had been dropped on her. Happily, although surprisingly, she had made just a casual dinner into a real date. His Superhearing had even picked up her saying “yes” as he walked away. She was not used to him being able to hear her all the time he mused. He quickly put that off to think about a more pressing worry, where was he going to take Lois to dinner. He thought about whom he knew in the restaurant industry that could get him a table on such short notice. He called a friend of his who owned an upper scale restaurant in Chinatown and got lucky. No problem for a table for two, it was Monday night after all. Now he could turn his mind on to what to wear. Lois checked the clock, 7:45. She had been rushing none stop since getting home, but now she was ready, with plenty of time to spare. Her apartment was clean (hopefully for when Clark came in after dinner), and she had a great dress. Roni had recommended a little place. The dresses there had certainly filled the description Lois had made, but more so than she was willing to wear. Serious searching led Lois to one of the most conservative dresses in the place, although Lois was not sure if she could wear it. She‘d taken a deep breath and followed Roni’s advice: you can always go one step more extreme than you think without upsetting a man. Now she was wearing a black sequined dress. It hung just below her right knee, but on the left it was so high up her thigh she was afraid to bend much. She did not have much leeway up top either; it was so low cut she worried about popping out of it. There was no back the dress at all, it wrapped around her neck and only covered the very front of her body above the waist. She felt nearly naked and wondered if the fact she was wasn’t wearing anything else would be as noticeable to Clark as it was to her. Well he could hardly not notice. Every time she moved air raced over her chest, causing certain parts of her to harden prominently. Clark was going to have no trouble knowing where her nipples were at all times tonight. She hoped he liked it. Now that everything had been done, she was able to pause for the first time since she had returned to her apartment. Without the busy work of getting ready to distract her, she had time to reflect, and to worry. She had no idea what Clark was thinking. Was he angry with her? Hurt? He hadn’t asked for a real date, she had made it one out of her own excitement. Maybe it was too much, too soon. Her own emotions had been a rollercoaster, his could not be any better. He should have told her he was Superman earlier, but she understood why he had hesitated. It was his biggest, deepest, darkest secret. For all his physical invulnerability, he could still be hurt. She was used to Superman being perfect, unreachable in every way. In truth, while she did not want remember it, she knew she had wounded him. It must have been terrifying to open up about who, what he really was, and she lashed out in anger. She wanted to heal that rift. Clark Kent was what she needed with all her soul. She loved him, and was desperate for their dinner to go well. Thankfully all that success required for was him to get the message that she wanted him. She looked at the dress in a mirror. If this doesn’t make it clear to him that I still love him, need him, he will never get the message, she mused. What if the dress was too much for him? He was a country boy, would he think that she being too forward and throwing herself at him? She felt uncomfortable in this dress...surely Clark would think it was outrageous. Lois panicked; she needed to find another dress. There was a knock at the door. Lois wanted to scream, no going back now. She opened the door. She wasn’t surprised to see Clark standing in her hallway, looking good in an off-gray suit holding flowers and a small box of chocolates. Lois smiled slightly at his gentlemanliness, but was still nervous. He looked gorgeous, reminding her of the feel of his body against hers, getting her flustered all over again. “Hi Lois, I reserved a table at the Great Mountain…” His voice trailed off as his eyes, none too subtly, ran over her dress. “WOW!” Lois felt mortified as she stood there watching his eyes lingeringly trail over her figure. “You look magnificent,” he added Lois finally let out her breath. The idea of going out in public half naked still terrified her, but that Clark liked the dress made it worth it. Thank you Roni! Clark deliberately shifted to keep his erection under wraps as he helped Lois into her jacket. Even without his Supersenses he would have been able to easily smell her alluring perfume this close. She was having quite and effect on him. He had never seen her dress so sexily, her body was amazing. He’d seen her naked, touched her even, but seeing her charms accentuated in this dress was the most enticing vision he had ever seen. From behind he watched her perfect ass, he thought he could see just the tiniest sliver of ass cheek. He wondered if she was wearing a thong, the very idea sent more blood rushing to his crotch. He knew he would be struggling not to stare all night. Their relationship situation was certainly looking better. Whatever unresolved issues had caused her to blow up were evidently no longer as important to her. There might be more to discuss in the future, but they would be together. Clark was able to relax during their cab ride to and let go of the tension that had gripped him since he’d caught sight of Lois in that outstanding dress. They had slipped naturally into a natural conversation born of years of friendship. He was not used to this new, sensual, Lois yet, but they could always fall back on their familiarity with each other. He had settled somewhat by the time they got to the restaurant, but once Lois’ coat came off his temperature rose again. He had always known she was good looking, but the dress made her look stunning. Every step she took caused her milky globes to swing in a tantalizing low arch. Nothing had ever turned him so much on before in his life. She was having a huge effect on him without knowing it. He was still thankful even, as he was uncomfortable thinking about forcing himself to be cool and not letting on the effect she was having on him all night. Lois’ dress was sending a clear message. Lois shivered, in part from the unusual breeze on her naked back, and from the looks she was getting. She was thrilled though, their date had started well, and even though he was trying to hide it she caught Clark looking over her body. It made her self-conscious, but she enjoyed the attention. Once they took their seats and ordered, Clark seemed to return to normal, provided she ignored the occasional distracted air and absentminded stares. They made pleasant conversation and the tension of Lois’ worries slowly eased away. Self-Realization Eventually the subject turned to Clark’s travels and Lois listen, wrapped in his stories. She started interrupting him to ask questions. “Lois, this is not an interview,” Clark chided. She smiled, knowing he was right. She had been unconsciously grilling him. Before she knew him she never would have admitted it, her work was her life, but thanks to his intervention into her life she was able to put the Planet behind and enjoy her date. “Sorry, I was just curious. I have never taken any trips the way you have. I wonder if I should have traveled the way you did, it must have been great.” “I would not trade the experience, but I am glad I am not doing that anymore.” “Really? Why? I would think you would have loved that exotic life.” “I did, but I was lonely. I was used to knowing everyone in Smallville, and suddenly I did not know anyone. I could never really make close friends because I was always on the move. That is why I settled here.” “I never would have thought of that. I should have though, I bet family and friends are the biggest parts of your life.” “They’re not to you?” “I don’t know, I guess they are now, but not always. Before you knew me I was a machine on the job.” “That’s hard to believe.” “Ha ha. No, seriously, I never would have taken the time out of my life to enjoy a date this way before I met you. That is one of the best results of our friendship for me. You changed my perspective so I enjoy life more.” Lois' words surprised and moved Clark. “Thank you, I had no idea I had had such an effect on you.” “Knowing you has made me a happier, and I think better, person. I never really understood what I was missing until I met you.” Lois realized how personal her speech was becoming. “I know I sometimes still lose my temper, the way I did before, but I really value having you in my life, and I want you to know that.” Lois felt her eyes beginning to moisten. Clark took her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Don’t think that it is a one way street, our relationship is incredibly important to me too.” Lois wiped her eyes. “Thank you. I didn’t mean for this to get so involved, I think I better go freshen up.” She rose and hurried away. She splashed some water on her face. Clark certainly knew what she was thinking now. She calmed herself and came back to find her food and arrived. “So what is on your mind?” Clark seemed flustered. “Ahh…my thoughts were just wandering a bit, sorry.” Confused for a moment, Lois remembered him watching her come back to the table. The dress! She was making Clark uncomfortable. Smiling on the inside she leaned over the table, giving Clark a view straight down her top and looked innocently into his eyes. “So how have you been lately? I’ve hardly seen you since Friday.” Clark was in a bad spot. Lois wanted to talk, while she was unknowingly giving him the view of a lifetime. Two large, perfect breasts hung tormenting right in his line of site. Her nipples were unavoidably visible, pressing through the fabric of her dress, and looking as they were almost caressing the tabletop. Almost devoid of his will his hand clenched, wanting to feel their hardness. As if keeping his eyes in hers was not hard enough he still had her comments from before to review. She suddenly seemed very serious, and it made Clark happy to hear it. His mind was just not up to chatting on his week on top of that. “Oh I’ve just been doing some busywork as Superman. How have you been?” “It has been a long, frustrating day.” “How so?” Well, so much for staying away from the personal. “I wanted to apologize for yelling at you and make it up to you, but you were never around.” “Is that why we are here? Because you yelled at me?” “That, and because I want to, because I love you, and because we are getting married.” Clark smiled, letting her know he understood. Their conversation turned back to the more mundane. Lois was able to relax and enjoy the company of the man she loved and tease him a little to boot. Clark was having a harder time of it. Besides Lois’ repeated unintentional flashes she kept touching him here and there. It was torture, but he did not want the night to end. He suggested they go for a walk in the park once they finished. He regained some self control once Lois was back in a jacket. Lois was more than happy to extend her date with Clark. They walked along holding hands without speaking. “Does this remind you of home here?” “Hmm? Not really. Back home you could walk forever without seeing anyone it seemed. Here I can still hear traffic. It is a nice change though.” “It is funny, before today I never realized you missed home so much. You are always so affable, I guess I forget you have your problems too.” “Thanks, I guess.” She laughed and poked him. “That’s not what I meant. You have a strong spirit; that is one of the reasons I am attracted to you. You are always there when someone needs you.” “I always try.” “But you don’t like here much do you?” “That’s not entirely true. I like it at the Planet. I enjoy all the different types of people here. The crime and the pace of the city are not what I expected.” “Are you thinking about moving back?” “Not really. I am happy here, I just wanted a little more. That’s where you come in.” “Good.” Clark was surprised to realize that they were now in front of Lois’ building, before he had a chance to comprehend what would happen next, her husky invitation to follow her up took that decision out of his hands. He felt strange going into Lois’ apartment this time. He had been there a hundred times before, but it was as though it was his first visit - becoming lovers, trying to reconcile to their new relationship, had changed everything. Coupled with the mood of the evening, gave it a new feel. Lois slipped off her jacket and hung it up to make the transition complete. Every time I see that dress it kills me. Clark smiled bravely and hung up his own coat. “Can I get you a drink?” “Sure, just water please.” Lois went to get two glasses when she came back Clark was still standing by the door. “You can come further in to my apartment if you want,” she joked. “Sorry.” He sat down next to her on the love seat. Lois turned to get her glass of water from the table to cool herself some. She caught Clark’s eyes come back up to hers as she turned back to him. She slyly shifted to cause her skirt to ride up just a bit higher. Clark’s eyes bugged out a little and Lois took a drink to cover her grin. “Lois, can I ask a personal question?” She nodded as she kept drinking. “I know that this date is not happening as penance for before, but that dress…” he gestured uncomfortably trying to find the words. Lois choked on her water. “Clark!!” She felt her cheeks break into a serious blush. She could not believe he had just come out and asked her that way. She did not seem possible if she could feel more embarrassed, it felt like her whole body and not just her face had gone red. Amazingly, it looked as if Clark had embarrassed himself, if the rosy tips of his ears were anything to go by. “I didn’t mean that you were going to-”Clark began to stutter “Clark!!!” Lois cut off his sentence. She played with her hands and looked at the floor. “I know what you meant. No. Well, I wanted to attract your attention sure, but not because of that…I can’t believe you asked that!” “Sorry, it’s just that I have never seen you wear any dress even half as revealing as this before. You’re right, I shouldn’t have said that. I apologize, I just was a little distracted, you have been unconsciously showing me more of yourself than you realize.” Lois laughed. “Well, to be honest that was pretty intentional.” “What!?!” Clark looked at her in disbelief. “I told you I was trying to get your attention.” She smiled and spread her hands. Clark stared at her for a minute and then grabbed her, pinned her on the couch and kissed her for all he was worth. “It worked.” Lois struggled to get her breath back and her heartbeat under control. Her life had finally fallen into place. She kissed him again and thrilled at the feel of his lips and body against hers. “I love you.” “I love you too.” She finally got out when she came up for air. Clark’s glasses had fallen off, she noticed. It was still odd to suddenly see Superman. She wiggled around underneath him, rubbing against a bulge in Clark’s pants. They both looked at each other, but rather than be embarrassed they both just laughed. She stood up and extended her hand to Clark. “Lois are you sure you want to do this? I mean it’s only-” Lois put a finger to his lips and then kissed him. “I have wanted this for a lot longer than I ever knew.” She stood and walked to her bedroom door. She turned back and was happy to see longing in Clark’s eyes as they followed her. She reached behind her neck and unfastened her dress, pulling the front down to the waist. “Come to bed Clark.” In her eyes Clark saw a look that she previously reserved for Superman. Two heavenly tits were staring back at him. He had forgotten how firm, full, and magnificent they were. The swells with jutting, carmine nipples reminded him how wonderful they felt in his hands. Lois teased him by taking a few steps towards the door. He hopped to his feet, eager to explore her soft bounty. She made a break for it, but he was already in her bed by the time she slammed to the door shut. “You’re too fast!” she sulked. “I prefer to spend my time on more enjoyable pursuits.” “Do I count as one of those?” “You’re my favorite one.” He reached out to invite her into him, but she stepped just out of the range of his arms. “Come here you tease.” She pretended to pout. “Tease? That’s not what you said last ti-” He grabbed her and they kissed. The world left Lois. She needed that kiss, the lips bore down on her, his tongue struck with moist heat in her mouth. She slipped her own tongue over his, stroking it in slow luxury. It felt so good, better than one could expect from a kiss. She felt Clark’s cock uncoiled against her belly, she slipped a hand down between them and gently tugged on it. Clark cupped her ass and worked the hem up. His fingers felt the warm flesh. “No panties!? Naughty girl!” “Yeah,” Lois said thickly as his fingers caressed her, “but you like it.” She lay him down on the bed, looking at his masculine form at her sheets, and straddled his thighs. She rubbed his cock again. “Can you come out to play?” She purposely took her time unhooking his belt and unzipping his pants, ignoring the growing fury inside that demanded that wonderful weapon of his back inside her NOW. Even though she had seen it before her breath was still taken away when his luscious man-meat slipped out of his boxers. It looked pretty some how; bronzed, just a bit crooked at a jaunty angle, replete with a shiny smooth head. Those thoughts fled from her mind immediately as Clark stabbed a nipple with his tongue. She snatched his tool up in her hands, running her interlaced fingers along his length as he grabbed on her hips to pull her close. He quickly became full and she moved over him to sink down his earthly delight. Then her vision scrambled and she flopped on the bed. He had very casually tossed her over his shoulder. His display of superpowers left her breathless, lust was clouding her mind. She became cognizant of the fact she was about to be fucked by Superman. Sporting a licentious grin, he spun himself into a burl, tossing clothes everywhere. Lois heard a lamp shatter, but was too intent on get her own dress off to care. Clark was not interested in waiting and climbed on top of her. Finally they had a moment to pause. He looked down at her ivory face frame in silky hair and her deep brown eyes. “Are you ready Lois Lane?” She responded by pulling him down to kiss. He missed on the first try, grazing her wet lips, sending sparks along her body, but denying. She spread her legs as wide as she could. Using one hand slipped under her bottom, he lifted her hips high into the air, light as a feather he tilted her so she was helpless as her folds opened and allowed him inside her sacred spot. Wildly she grabbed for his neck and pulled herself upright to jam her tongue into his mouth. He playfully bit her bottom lip. Then she squealed as a tiny blow of his super cold breath lashed her between her tits. “Shit!” She squealed, “that was unreal.” His eyes gleamed as she grabbed his head to kiss him again. Their tongues dueled and she wished she could get all of him inside her. His body against her own felt wonderful and the combined entry of her mouth and pussy were making her gaga. Clark stabbed with his cock and pulled out while pressing with his tongue at the same time. Before she even had gotten fairly started a mild orgasm hit her, heat swarming over her. She was shocked it had been that easy, her pussy was awash with wetness. “I love you.” He responded by bucking, nearly knocking her off the bed. She groaned as she tried to get her bearings, she had never been so hot. She stared into his eyes and gave a wicked grin, her pussy squeezed him and she started grinding down on him. She had wanted to take control and get him off, but he was staying hard and she was getting very close again. Wrenching her mouth off his she bit his neck, he responded by giving her nipple a twist. “Bad boy!” His hands wrapped around her back, sliding down to her ass. Grabbing her cheeks, she was pinned as he fucked her. Something deep inside poor Lois’ core broke and she exploded – limbs whipping out everywhere. Racked by sensations she grunted and clamped down on her lover, driven to get him off the way she just had. He was jagged inside her, her flowing juices could not hide that. He was so close, but she could not get him. She whimpered from frustration and felt a harder thrust. It took a second for it to register. She whimpered again to test her idea. He definitely reacted. She put her head on his should and started moaning. “Oh Clark!” It only took a few more groans to get her reward. His hips fired and he came with fury. Still horny she wanted to be special for her man. She dragged her body down his. She trapped him between her tits and looked up at him. The evident pleasure on his face thrilled her. His coated cock bobbed in front of her. Gently she snaked her tongue out to take a drop of cum off his tip and pulled it past her red lips to taste. “Hmm.” Holding herself over him on all fours she leaned down and took him into her his mouth. She slurped on his head, using her tongue to trace every inch and lift their combined juices off his tool. Taking her sweet time, partially to please her lover, and partially because she was enjoying being in control. He was getting hard again, she looked up at him and he smiled. She realized she was not going to be able to get all the way down. She dragged her lips in a tight seal over his hardness several times before let him pop from his mouth. She nuzzled the base of his cock to lick off the last part she had not cleaned, and his cock smacked against her face. He hissed and she rubbed her face against him. Slipping lower she sucked a ball into her mouth and used her hand to stroke him. She looked up as she started to suck on his other ball. He quivered in her hand and he gave a contented sigh. “Like that?” “Love it.” He pulled her up to hug and kiss her. “Where did you learn that?” He brushed her hair out of her eyes. “A girl has to keep some secrets.” “As long as you promise never to forget how to do that!” She liked how enthusiastic he was. “I’ll see what I can do.” They kissed passionately again. Their tongues squirmed around each other. Hard hands grabbed her ass and started massaging. “What do you think you are doing mister?” “Handling my girlfriend.” “You can’t possible want more.” “That’s not a bet you want to take.” “Is that a challenge?” He raised his eyebrows. Lois lifted herself and looked down between their bodies. He was indeed full. She took a deep breath. “Wow.” She wondered if she had the strength to go another round. She was damn sure going try to find out. She reached down for him but instead found herself upside down on her bed. Clark’s mouth locked over her dripping pussy and he raspberried. The vibrations shook her whole body. It was only seconds before she came, her muscles gave out and she sank into the bed. To her horror he continued relentlessly on her vulnerable pussy. Weak she tried to pull away, but had no chance. All she could do was groan until she came again. Her breath was coming in hiccupping gasps. He paused and she thanked god that he had stopped until she felt his tongue lash out and penetrate her. It swung around inside her, tickling her tender flesh, she had never felt anything more wonderful and in moments it triggered a third rush of juices. He moved onto her clit and squeezed his lips around it. “Mercy!” She twisted to try and get away. “Oh God!! Mercy!! Mercy! Mercy!” she shouted. “Please!! No more!” He stopped and, looking concerned, reached for her, but she shook her head and spread out on the bed. “Put it in! Fuck me now Clark!!” She grabbed his shoulders to pull him down. He was steely hard and she gasped when he pressed against her snatch. She was a little sore from his tongue lashing, but wanted to make him feel good so she snaked her legs around his waist. His body crushed her into the bed and he quickly picked up a hurried pace. Groaning she wound her fingers in his hair and pulled him down and sucked on his ear. Her pussy was swimming and within minutes she melted and her wetness flooded his cock. Thankfully he came shortly thereafter. He lay down next to her. “I guess I won the bet.” “No Clark, I won. Trust me I won.” “Double or nothing?” “Oh god Clark, I don’t have super powers. I need some sleep, I’ll raise you tomorrow.” “Are you okay?” “Absolutely.” He took her in his arms and they drifted off. *************************** The sun hit Lois’ eyes. That was unusual; normally she was up before dawn. She looked at her clock and grimaced. She must have forgotten to set her alarm the night before. She hit her pillow in frustration. To her shock it moaned and moved. She looked down and saw her pillow was in reality an impressive chest. Clark!! Memories of the night before came rushing back. They were both still in her bed, no wonder she felt so wonderful. She smiled and started to kiss Clark’s chest, her tongue sampling his skin in broad swaths. She never imagined just licking a man would seem so wonderful. He groaned and moved beneath her. “-ois,” he sighed, still asleep. Pleased to hear her name Lois continued kissing. “-ois.” Come on Clark pronounce the “L.” She started to kiss downward on his stomach, nibbling his toned abs, and her tongue teasing his bellybutton. “-ois.” He was fidgeting more now. She looked down and saw his cock rising into the air. Silently she took his growing cock in her mouth. “LOIS!!” His bolted as he awoke. She put her finger on his lips to quiet him. Not breaking eye contact she worked her way farther down. The heat in her mouth was turning her on. She moaned as she wetted him down. Needing to catch her breath, she pulled off his shiny spear. She pressed to lightly kiss his balls. His eyes were bright as she licked affectionately, wanting to make his blood boil. She went back to his cock. Enjoying herself she worked her way down, taking most of him in. She hummed and he gave a primal groan. She pulled back to suck on his head, slathering him with her tongue. He lifted his hips in instinctual movements, trying to fuck her face. They both knew he was close and she was soon reward with his sticky goo. With greedy relish it disappeared down her throat. Self-Realization “Good morning sleepyhead.” Lois beamed. He happily flopped back on the bed. She scooted up to receive a kiss from her new lover. “What were you doing?” “No more than I did last night, which I do not recall you complaining about.” Clark rolled her over and kissed her. “So how are you this morning?” “The best I have ever been. I just woke up with the woman I love in my arms, well sort of.” Lois was still thrilled to hear that he loved her. “No need to be vulgar. I love you too.” They kissed again. “Well that dress was definitely a good idea.” Lois giggled. “You would not believe how much worrying I did about it, I felt almost naked in it.” “Trust me I know. It had quite an effect on me.” “I figured that out last night.” “Do you want a little more proof?” “That’s okay, I still need some recovery time from last night.” “Not too much I hope.” Clark slid his hands down her back. She jumped. “Well…” Her alarm clock caught her eye. “Oh Clark we’re late for work.” She got out of bed. Clark grabbed her and with a squeak she landed on top of him. “That hardly sounds very romantic. We could always call in sick.” Lois seriously considered it. “Come on Clark. I couldn’t do what we did last night all day and survive, I really do need to recover a bit.” Clark’s whole demeanor changed. “Are you alright?” “Better than alright. Come on, I promise I’ll make it up to you tonight.” “Promise?” “Promise.” They got up and separated so Clark could fly home and change. And of course he was at The Planet before Lois. He seemed perfectly normal too. If she did not know any better she would never have guess his night had been out of the ordinary at all. “Good morning Lois.” He handed her a cup of coffee. “Yes it is.” She said under her breath as he walked away. He turned back to smile and she giggled nervously realizing his superhearing had picked that up. The day went by quickly, Lois put the finishing touches on the story to find Clark had pulled another of his disappearing acts. Lois’ mind started to wander as she thought about them together. She blushed slightly at the memories of last night. Suddenly she realized she could surprise Clark again. That store Roni recommended sold lingerie too. Casting a furtive eye around the newsroom to make sure her man had not returned she left for the shop. She found the perfect item, a see-through teddy, if anyone could call the few wisps of cloth she bought a teddy. Humming to herself Lois made her way back. Clark was waiting for Lois at the Planet when she returned. He could not wait for the weekend to start. “There you are.” “What’s that you have?” “If you are good tonight, maybe you’ll find out.” “Well, lets get going.” Clark leaned into Lois. “Hey guys what you all doing tonight?” Jimmy appeared. “Oh just relaxing it’s been a long week already,” Lois answered. “That’s cool. See you tomorrow.” “So what are our plans?” “Well since we do not have any reservations I thought you could come over and I would cook.” “That sounds lovely. Shall we go?” “I actually have to buy a few items for dinner. Tell you what, why don’t you go home and put an overnight bag together while I go shopping.” “An overnight bag? Just what are you thinking Mr. Kent? This hardly seems appropriate for a farmboy to be suggesting.” “After last night, Lois, I hardly can be considered a farmboy. Besides I was given certain promises this morning.” Lois tried to hide her giggle but failed. “Alright Clark, but only because I love you.” Later that evening, Clark answered the door and Lois smelled some delicious smells wafting on the air. She dropped her bag and stepped into Clark’s open arms to exchange a deep kiss. She felt his hands run down her sides and she swatted them away. “After dinner Clark, I need some food for energy.” She was wearing a simple blouse and skirt, but had the teddy on underneath to surprise him later. She expected he would approve. She smiled as Clark pulled a chair out for her in that gentlemanly way of his. “You know it is funny. Just a few days ago I came home in tears because of what I done and did not even know why. Here I am sitting down for a meal with the man I love, and who I know loves me in return.” “Just dinner?” “Patience Clark, we have the whole evening ahead of us.”