"Lois, I'm not sure about this."
Clark looked hesitantly from the bed to where his wife stood, scantily clad in a purple nightie that accentuated all of her curves. In front of her stood Batman and Wonder Woman, both dressed in their full costumes.
"Relax, Smallville," Lois replied, smirking as she reached for Batman's utility belt, undoing the clasps that she was very familiar with. "I'm just adding a little flavor to the bedroom. Besides, you were the one who said I should get to know your co-workers better."
She felt the belt unbuckle and it felt to the floor. She pulled down Batman's leggings and reached inside to find the familiar feel of his meaty rod.
"Lois..." her husband complained.
"Diana," Lois sweetly suggested. "Would you mind taking care of my man back there? Maybe bring out the farm boy's wild side."
"Of course, dear," Wonder Woman responded. She planted a smothering kiss on Lois's lips before she left.
(Wow,) Lois thought. (Maybe you can "take care" of me as well after I'm done with Bruce.) She made a mental note to take a work trip to Themiscyra Island sometime.
Lois fondled the semi-erect cock, and lowered her head down to take it into her mouth. She caressed the soft fleshy texture with her tongue as she felt it harden in her mouth. She sealed her lips tightly around the rigid cock, before pulling away with a wet pop.
Teasingly, she hopped backward onto the edge of the soft bed, lying back and parting her legs to give Batman access. She turned her head to see her dutiful husband tangled in the Lasso of Truth. He gently held Diana's hair as she administered a blowjob to Clark's stiff cock. It made Lois happy to hear Clark moan as Diana's mouth descended down on his prick all the way to his stem. She was glad that despite his misgivings, that he was enjoying this just as much as she was about it. Lois reached over behind Diana's back, and undid the strings that held up the Amazon's breastplate armor. The warrior woman's D-cup breasts were exposed, and ripe for fondling. Lois then did the same for Diana's battleskirt.
Lois let out a yelp as she felt Batman's powerful hands grasped her thighs, and pushed them against her chest. A pair of fingers pulled aside the thin fabric that protected her glistening cunt, as Batman's tongue snaked in and out of her pussy folds. His rough tongue dipped in and out of her lips, and curled itself against her wanting clit. His hands spread her thighs apart further, and made their way to her breasts, ripping down the expensive nightgown and exposing her soft, supple breasts. As he ate her out, Lois caught a glimpse of Diana wrapping her large fleshy globes around Clark's rod, pumping up and down as her mouth served his tip. The Kent couple moaned in pleasure together as their partners continued their oral ministrations.
On the verge of cumming, Lois felt Batman pull his tongue away, while still keeping a pair of fingers situated on her lower lips, ensuring they did not get neglected. Lois was distraught for a moment, until she felt the tip of his large prick nestle against her. Lois panted heavily, anticipating that first powerful penetration.
As if on queue, Diana also ceased her blowjob, before Clark reached release. She positioned herself on all fours and moved over to where Lois was, such that the two brunette beauties stared eye-to-eye, upside-down. Clark moved up behind Diana, readying himself to take her from behind. Lois pulled the Amazon down for a kiss.
"Do it, honey!" Lois ordered. "Look how much she wants it! If you make her happy... then I'll be happy, too."
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