Lena loves how attentive Kara has been. Ever since she learned Lena was pregnant, she treated her like the queen Kara knew she was, even more than she already did before. Practically worshipping the ground she walked on. Waiting on her hand and foot. It seemed like she knew what Lena wanted before she herself even knew.
Except for one thing.
She's been too gentle. And sometimes the gentle, soft touches are exactly what she wants. Craves, even. But other times she needs to be handled. Treated like a toy. Specifically Kara's toy.
She needs railed.
Pregnancy hormones have completely toyed with her sex drive. It's not like she's been lacking. Definitely not. Kara has fucked her so lovingly and reverently whenever she's shown an inkling that she needs it. Once a day minimum! But she doesn't need that right now.
She needs a plan. Either rile Kara up enough that she fucks her like the cock sheath she wants to be, or just drop to her knees and beg Kara to split her in half in the living room. Or she could simply ask her but that'd be too easy and much less entertaining.
She's been so careful because she doesn't want to "hurt Lena's insides" therefore hurting the baby. Which in all honestly is a very sweet motive but truly the stupidest logic Lena's ever heard. It doesn't even have a heartbeat yet! She knows Kara knows that, she listens for one everyday! She can't keep letting her beautiful girlfriend's absolutely unnecessary and ridiculous caution get in the way of what she desperately needs.
Enough is enough. She going to fix this.
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"Hey, my love."
Kara turns from her laptop when she hears Lena's voice from the stairs behind her. She can feel her own face break out into a smile and her mood brighten at the sight of her. She looks so good. Ethereal. Breathtaking, still in her pencil skirt and blouse from work. She's been trying to wear them as much as possible in these next few months until she can't anymore. Her words, not Kara's. She can't think of anyone or anything else she'd rather spend the rest of her days staring at. "Hi, baby!"
The other woman feels her heart and face warm while looking at Kara. This woman loves her. And she loves this woman.
Lena walks around the sectional and approaches Kara on it with her confident strut she usually confines to in office only and looks at her laptop on the coffee table. Just research. No notes open. Unnecessary. She leans down and runs her hand across the top of the laptop and slowly closes it. Kara's eyes keep focus on her hand as she moves it to the blonde's shoulder, lowering herself to straddle her lover.
"How are you doing, baby? Slouching over your laptop like that is bound to make you achy, kryptonian or not." She starts rubbing her hands from Kara's shoulders, to her scapula, back up to her nape to trapezius, further down to the top of her breasts. Kara's eyes get heavy staring up at Lena as she repeats the action. Phase one: capture her attention. Complete.
Kara tries to take an even, calm breath but can't resist the shudder that occurs when Lena starts to incorporate a light scratching into her movements. "I'm doing just fine now that I can see you, beautiful. How are you feeling? Do you want me to go get you something?" She takes her own hands and runs them through Lena's straightened hair, then drops them to start gently massaging the brunettes lower back muscles she knows start to get sore sporadically recently.
Lena hums and arches her spine into the contact, pushing her lower back further into it. The action just so happens to press her hips slightly into Kara's pelvis. "God, that feels good. What would it take for me to convince you to give up journalism and super activities to be my full time masseuse? You'd just stay with me always, hands ready. And you need relax, handsome. We're both okay. I just came to see you because I've barely seen this face all day." Her hands cup both sides of Kara's neck and her thumbs stroke her jaw.
"Uh-huh." She nods dazedly. "I love looking at your face, too. So gorgeous, baby. I hope our kids look just like you." Kara's mushy declarations stem from lust clouded thoughts. Her massaging of Lena's back has slowly turned into the blonde grabbing Lena's hips and rocking her against her gradually hardening cock. Phase two: get her hard. Complete.
"Is that right? Because I was hoping they look just like you. Striking blue eyes, gorgeous blonde hair, great bone structure." She sighs wistfully. "And given how potent your sperm is, I don't doubt your genes are just gunning to take over mine." She knows it doesn't work like that but any mention of Kara's genetic superiority to that of anyone else that could've given her a child never fails to arouse her even more. No matter how humble the super plays it, she does know she's the best choice of them all.
One of her hands stops rubbing Kara's shoulder and start moving down her side, while her other hand grips the other shoulder for balance. She scoots back so her knees are on the edge of the cushion. "Mm. I'm starting to think you didn't just miss my face, honey. What are you up to?" Kara's voice drops a few octaves. Lena grows wetter at the change.
"You're right. I missed more than just your face. I missed all of you." Lena's hand continues its journey downward as she speaks, second hand joining it as its twin reaches the top of Kara's belt buckle. "I missed your presence, how warm I feel simply knowing you're in the same room as me. I missed the feeling of your eyes constantly on me when we're together. I especially missed your body and how you do everything you can to be near me when we're in the same room. Even if your friends are there and think I still can't stand you."
Lena slowly leans in until their chests are pressed together and her face is in Kara's neck. Her hands have been busy below them, one undoing Kara's belt and the other rubbing the hardened bulge distending her slacks. Her wet lips start sucking on Kara's neck causing the blonde to start grinding her hips up into Lena's hand and her head to fall back with a groan.
Lena slides completely off the cushion and onto the floor in front of Kara. Her dick curves upward once Lena takes it out. She stops her stroking to hold it and stare. The lack of stimulation gave Kara enough time to shake herself out of her horny haze.
"Do you like looking at my cock? You like seeing what goes into you when we fuck? How much that pussy can hold and how far it can stretch?" She draws confidence from the from the lusty stupor Lena seems to have fallen into. She lays her hand on top of the brunette's still one and makes it close with a gentle pressure and starts rocking herself into it. "Do you need me to do all the work now, baby?" She huffs out through a strained laugh.
Lena whines. Kara can always read her like a book. Of course Kara could tell what she wanted. She hadn't tried to be subtle about it lately but with the way she ignored her signals she thought that Kara was clueless to her desires. "God, babe, please. I can't. I need you. However you want me, need me, I'm all yours."
Oh. So that's what she wants. She just thought Lena wanted her to take control. A little bit deeper than that. She stands just long enough to allow herself to completely remove her slacks, revealing her toned legs to the woman on the floor as she sits back down. She grabs her by her hair and brings her mouth just out of reach of her head and tilts Lena's back to look her in the eyes. "Are you sure, honey? That's what you want? I don't want to hurt either of you..." She trails off trepidatiously.
Lena fills her lungs with air before exhaling slowly, getting a slight thrill from Kara's length twitching at the sensation. What she wants is so close but her love's nobility is preventing her from getting it. "Kara, please. How many times have we done this, injury free? Please give me this. You've given me everything else I've wanted this pregnancy. This is becoming more of a need than a want at this point. Please, take me."
She could do nothing but oblige. Begging with logical reasoning has always been Lena's strong suit and one of Kara's biggest weaknesses. She liked smart women, what can she say?
Kara guides her mouth onto her cock by her makeshift grip and lets the warm heat envelop her head with a delicious suction. Lena's tongue gets to work by caressing and swirling around it, tasting the sample that seeped out from her earlier touches and providing additional slickness from her spit. "That's good, baby. That's really good." Kara grunts while holding Lena's head there. It's unbelievably good but it's absolutely not enough to make her cum.
Once she feels Lena's given her tip enough, she slowly brings her face down her shaft. She watches as her cheeks puff out with Kara's cock forcing everything to move and whimpers at the feeling of wetting her dick on the journey down. She leisurely works Lena's mouth down and rocks the handful of hair in her hand when she decides she wants her to work harder. Lena hollows her cheeks out and swallows any saliva in her mouth while Kara's head nudges the opening of her throat. The feeling of her throat working her tip causes Kara to buck her hips forward and sheath herself further down the other woman's throat.
She quickly takes Lena off to avoid hurting her further. "Fuck, I'm so sorry baby. Are you okay? Do you need a break?" Kara's voice is lilted with panic and Lena knows exactly what to do.
"Shut up, so fucking hot. M'fine, keep going. " And she dives back to continue her job.
Kara seems to take it at face value and guides Lena's mouth up and down her dick until she's truly fucking her face.
"You look so good like this. Look at that face. Such a good fucking mouth." Lena certainly was a sight to behold. Lipstick and eyeliner smeared intermittently on her face, cheap mascara that Kara knows she only wears for this, leaving tracks of speckled black following her tears. The way her eyes roll back every time she hears the wet click of her spit getting dislodged only serves to make her feel more mindless and Kara feel more powerful.
She couldn't get Kara's cock completely down her throat but still held a reasonable amount. Every time Kara thrust up it caused her throat to expand with a visible bulge of where Kara's dick lies. She squeezes the sides of Lena's throat gently where she sees it and nearly busts at the feeling and the almost primal groan Lena released on the contact.
She pulls her cock out when she feels she's too close. "You feel fucking great. I've never had anything like you." Her hand relaxes in Lena's hair, giving her a slight reprieve. "Get on the couch and lay down. I need to test you. Make sure you're worthy of getting used by this cock."
Lena nods absently at the request, oxygen still trying to replenish itself. Kara doesn't give her a chance to process it before she's picking her up and positioning her on her back, opening her legs enough for Kara to slot herself between her knees. "You've been in your work clothes too long. No panties... Did you spend all that time thinking about this? You're soaked." She runs her index and middle fingers through the wetness amassed between Lena's legs. "Look at that, just dripping off my fingers. You know you had to get ready for this cock, huh?"
It takes most of her self control not to rip Lena's clothes off but she manages. Seeing Lena completely open and bare for her will never get old. She can't keep her eyes in one spot for long, eager to take in as much of the beauty in front of her as she can. It's certainly not the first time she's seen her and definitely not the last but she can't help but take a few moments to appreciate the vision in front of her.
Lena can feel her gaze burning her skin every place she drags her eyes. She spreads her legs as far as she can to draw Kara's attention to where she desperately needs it.
"I know, baby. You need me. And I'll get to it. You know I treat my toys well. I have to cherish all my prizes." Kara says almost mindlessly. Her lack of thought behind the sentence makes serves to only make Lena wetter. She starts to move her hand toward her clit to rub and entice but Kara's hand grabs her's before she could reach her own thigh.
She strains with a cry. "My clit, Kara-"
"Doesn't get touched until I decide. I get to touch my toy when I want. You don't need to think about anything like that right now. That's my responsibility." She pulls Lena's other hand that was trying to inch its way towards her steel solid length and gathers it in the same one holding the other one. She sets both above her head with a firm squeeze and push down to silently command her to keep them there.
Capitalizing on her own position, Kara plants a supple kiss to Lena's lips. "Are you sure you're still okay? You still feel good?" She asks, her lips barely leaving Lena's.
A hum and a nod. "Better than perfect, my love. Keep going."
Kara's smile turns slightly more sinister as she gives Lena a final quick peck before moving down to her neck. She starts with open mouthed kisses that slowly incorporate more and more teeth. The slight suction comes next and Lena has a fleeting thought about what part of her closet currently houses her turtle necks. Her attention quickly returns to the sensations of Kara's abs providing a delightful pressure on her pussy and her canines dragging across her pulse point, along with her large hands cupping her boobs, thumbs playing with the stiffened tips. Lena knows the marks will be a pain to cover but can't bring herself to be upset about it. Kara just needs to tag her things so there's no confusion on what belongs to her. The possessiveness of her own thought makes her shiver.
When Kara believes she has sufficiently colored Lena's pale throat to her liking, she moves down her chest. She places one affectionate kiss right between her tits. She moves and covers one nipple with her mouth while her thumb continues to rub, pinch, and caress her other one.
Her breasts have been a special kind of sensitive after telling Kara about their upcoming offspring. They were still very responsive before her pregnancy, she could easily get aroused by the right stimulation to her chest and nipples, but lately she's convinced she could cum from the right movements at the right moments.
The thought is proven to be true when Kara's tongue swirls around her rosy peak and starts to suck in a tender pulsing rhythm. She wails and throws her head back, pushing her chest further into Kara. Her hips begin a fervent grind into Kara's stomach as opposed to her previous light rocking against the solid surface. She can feel the smug smile beginning to form on the lips that cover her breast but she can't bring herself to care. She earned it.
"Fuck! Kara, I need you to fuck me." She forces herself to breathe out. Her arms twitch above her head, barely resisting the urge to move that blonde head to where she needs it most.
Kara opens her eyes completely and sends an advising glare. She knows she should heed the warning but she's too desperate at this point to care about what the consequences may be.
She snaps her own hips back down to the couch and in the same movement brings her arm down to swirl in her own wetness. The groan she releases could be the auditory embodiment of satisfaction. Her wet fingers gliding through the mess Kara's made of her provided a stronger sensation than her passionate gyrations against Kara.
The move shocked Kara into a temporary stupor and she forced herself to pull away from her chest. She really did it. And Rao, was she a sight. Flushed skin, entire body slightly dampened with perspiration, legs shaking from her self pleasing. Toys can't play with themselves.
She didn't allow the disobedience to last a moment longer after the thought. Although the action hadn't occurred for more than 2 seconds, to Kara any insubordination was too long. She quickly gathers Lena's arms back in her hand and slams them back down above her head. Lena moans at the force and the way it jostles her body with a delirious smile. Kara moves up her body until she's kneeling over Lena's lower stomach and staring down at her face, her dick still rock solid with a prominent coating of precum covering the tip. "What was that? I told you, that pussy stays untouched until I decide. Yet this is twice you've tried. Are you that desperate for cock? You need to be filled so bad that you're willing to give up a cock that is so ready to fuck that cunt. Turn you into a hole to hold Supergirl's loads. You want to give that up for a weak orgasm from these fingers?" She grabs the hand Lena was using to touch herself and wraps it around her cock. Her fingertips barely brush each other around her girth.
"You're taking too long. You felt so good on my tits that I just need you to touch my pussy, baby. Don't you want to make it yours all over again? Try and breed what you already claimed? Maybe I forgot who I belong to..." She begins the sentence with a tone bordering on aloof and ends it with a longing sigh.
Kara's face shifts and her hands flex on Lena's wrists ever so slightly, causing a mewl and a jerk of the hips below her. Blonde brows furrow, eyes narrow minutely, and she bites the inside of her cheek. The insinuation that Kara owned Lena was something that took some time for Kara to get on board with but with enough reassurance and long conversations about kinks, Kara saw the appeal. As long as Lena knew Kara would never impede on her autonomy in their outside lives. "Hm. Seems like it."
The nonchalant way Kara says it stirs a thrill in Lena's stomach and a stronger throbbing between her legs. Keeping her hand clutched on Lena's crossed wrists, she reaches for the brown leather belt on the floor. Lena hears the swishes of fabric and turns her head to see Kara's hand bringing her belt up towards her hands. She starts squirming and whining but not resisting or stopping her when she realizes what the blonde's intentions are as she feels the belt start to loop around her wrists.
"What? You came to me wanting this, honey. Or can't you remember? I know it's hard for you to think about much other than getting fucked but it really was not that long ago. You know what happens when you don't listen." Kara's hand pauses before her restraint is secure and grabs her jaw to look at her in the face, just inches from each other. "Unless my toy thinks she can listen now? You think you can keep these hands where I set them?"
An out. It's such a Kara thing to do. Give her an option to back out while not interrupting the flow. Not that she'd ever take it. She jerks her arms in Kara's grip as if she was trying to free them from a human's grip while biting her lip and shaking her head.
Kara finishes her makeshift bound with a tug and returns to her prior position between Lena's spread knees. She absently runs two fingers through the glistening slit bared to her, simply spreading wetness rather than the arousing preparation Lena was expecting. It takes every ounce of self control she has not to immediately start pleasuring her but she thinks she deserves a little punishment. She just barely presses a fingertip into her clenching opening for the sole purpose of gathering more wetness before retracting her hand, ignoring Lena's sob, and stroking herself.
She runs her hand over her cock head to collect the precum that accumulated during the ordeal and use it as lubricant to jerk herself more fluidly. The combination of both of their desire pleases a more animalistic part of her brain she's unfamiliar with. She can see Lena's eyes entirely focused on Kara's hand going from base to tip and the forward push of her hips into the slick cavern her hand provided.
Lena's breathing becomes strained and slightly wheezy with a whimper that would be inaudible to almost anyone. Kara decides she's suffered enough. She takes her mostly dry hand and places it on the inside of Lena's thigh, pushing her legs just that much further apart. Her other hand finally releases her dick and returns to Lena's opening. She rests 4 fingers on her mound and drags her thumb from the drenched opening all the way to her clit where she uses the pad of her thumb to rub wide circles all around it, slowly drawing them inward until she's swirling spirals directly on the straining bundle of nerves.
Lena can barely control her own movements. When Kara simply placed her fingers on her pelvis she felt her thighs twitch. The light press into her hole by her beloved's thumb caused a jerk of her hips and playing with her clit created a chain reaction of stretching her legs out, flexing her calves, and planting her feet onto the cushions to lift her lower half nearly completely off the couch. Kara's gentle downward pressing above her slit relaxed her enough to get her ass back on the couch but the rest of her stayed tensed and strained at the pleasure.
After a few seconds, she pulls her hand away completely and puts her first three fingers up to Lena's lips expectantly, disregarding the cry from the other woman.
"Suck them. Get them wet enough so I can get that pussy ready. Be messy." A command which is eagerly obliged. Lena opens her mouth and drops her tongue out, waiting to accept the blonde's sticky and damp fingers. At the taste of their mixed fluids, she hums. She sucks the fingers as far down her throat as she can before she gags. Using her tongue, she draws a majority of the spit in her mouth to the front to coat the digits invading it. Loud, wet slurps echo in the room as Lena sucks like she's trying to take them clean off. Her tongue separates each digit and caresses them tenderly. The feelings of Lena's mouth cloak Kara in a temporary haze, staring almost dreamily at her until she feels Lena pull off her fingers and spit on them. When she brings her head forward like she's about to start again, Kara returns to her senses again.
"There you go. You listened so well. That's all you need sometimes. To be reminded that you just need to listen. No reason to act out when I'll give you everything you need eventually." Kara sucks her thumb, sticky with Lena's arousal. "Rao, that's good. I'll be back for that, sweetheart."
She takes her wet index finger and pushes it slowly into Lena's hungry opening. "Baby, you are so tight. I'm not even all the way in yet and I can feel you squeezing. You really need filled don't you, honey?" She slides the rest of her finger in with ease and Lena hums at the slow motions.
Kara can feel some of the tension in Lena's walls relax at her leisurely thrust. So much so that on her next withdraw, she adds her middle finger into the mix.
Lena's whimper at the stretch causes a brief flash of worry in Kara before she realizes it stemmed from pleasure, not pain. She inserts both fingers slowly but as deep as possible. The feeling of Lena's walls intermittently clutching her fingers stole a moan from Kara's vocal cords. "I can't wait to fuck you. I'm so happy we're doing this. I've missed having a pussy to use. A place to put my kids. Fuck, beautiful. I wish I could knock you up more than once. I don't think I could go a few hours without putting another in you."
It's something they've discussed. Growing their family beyond what is already brewing in Lena. It was absolutely something they both wanted. A big family of their own. The thought of Kara keeping her pregnant like that causes her to clamp so tight on Kara's fingers that if she didn't have super-strength, she's certain she wouldn't have been able to move. The fantasy was so debauched, so dirty that it should've ruined the moment, but if anything it only served to arouse them more.
Kara has a far off look in her eye as she speaks that clears suddenly when she feels Lena's inner muscles attempt to mould to her fingers. "You like that idea? You want to stay full of me? Of Kryptonians?" The cocky look on Kara's face never fails to annoy her but coupled with the feeling of Kara's fingers deep inside of her and curling just right on her g-spot, she can't find words to properly express it.
Her frantic nods turn into a forceful slam of her head backwards into the cushion when Kara adds in a third finger and pushes it all the way inside. She fucks with the same pace and strength like nothing different has happened. As she feels her first peak getting closer, random muscles begin to spasm while the rest of her goes completely pliant.
"Look at that. Just needed stretched good, isn't that right? You just needed fucked." Kara's unoccupied hand makes it's way to her clit and rubs it with slow strokes. It makes her entire body thrash. Kara's movements speed up along with the thrusts of the hand inside of her and she can feel her walls begin to flutter around her fingers.
"I'm coming- Kara I'm about to cum. Fuck, baby please don't stop please don'tstop-" Kara leans forward and pulls Lena's nipple between the warmth of her lips and sucks lightly. The additional pleasure is enough to push Lena's final button and she cums with a long, hoarse wail.
Kara slows her hand down at the feeling of Lena's silken muscles pulsing on her hand. Instead of the quick, shallow thrusts, she switches to deep and slow. She rubs her clit in tandem with the muscle clenches on her hand as Lena tries to slam her knees shut as she convulses.
Lena isn't sure if it's the pregnancy messing with or her own desperation for Kara to get to the good part but she's positive she's never came this hard. She can feel quivers in every muscle in her legs, her stomach completely clenched. Incoherent sounds that could have been words fly out of her vocal cords. She wasn't quite she what they were supposed to mean, she didn't know how else to let Kara know she did a good job at the moment though.
As she comes down, Kara's hand slows. Lena grabs at the wrist still slowly pumping into her and pushes. A sign to Kara that she needs a moment. "That good, huh?" Kara says chuckling and bending down to give Lena a quick kiss.
Lena huffs out a laugh and rolls her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Don't get cocky. You already have one head that is big enough, don't make the other one like that, too. Speaking of... Looks like we've been neglecting one..." She pushes herself up on her elbows
Kara's eyes follow Lena's and look at her straining head. The tip is wet and an angry red color. She slowly removes her fingers from inside Lena and rubs her cock while repositioning herself to spread Lena's legs completely, getting a perfect view of the clenching, stretched hole she was just inside. She lets her aching length rest between her open lips.
"Look at that pretty pussy, so open and ready for me." She slides her dick through the smeared wetness coating Lena's slit. Her hips jerk every time the tip or the ridge of her head changes the stimulus on her clit. The wet, quiet sound that occurs when she finally puts the head in draws twin groans from both women. "Fuck, baby, you always feel so good. I could never get tired of you."
Lena keens as Kara pushes herself further into her. The feeling of her walls getting distended slowly yet relentlessly was unimaginable for her. "All the way, my love. Don't pull out, go all the way." She pants put as Kara slows before she's fully sheathed. "Don't leave any out. Let me have all of you. Don't deprive yourself, babe."
Kara huffs at Lena's words. "Pretty bossy for something that shouldn't even have opinions at all. My doll isn't going to tell me how to fuck her? Right, baby? This isn't my toy telling me how to use her?" She loves feedback. She loves when Lena will talk to her when they make love and she knows Lena knows that. She starts to move as if she was withdrawing.
The other woman gasps. "No, nonono. I would never. Please keep fucking me how you need to, baby. Don't pull out, god, please, stay inside." She's been desperate for Kara to use her like this and she can't lose it now. They've only just started.
"As long as you know your place, my love, there won't be any issues. Take my cock how I give it to you." Kara's hips continue moving. She has one hand in the crease of Lena's bent knee, holding it out of her way and the other rests right above her clit so her thumb has an ideal position to touch it as she pleases.
Once she's completely inside Lena's hands flex and squeeze at nothing. The connection of their pelvises causes Kara to groan. Despite being 4 weeks pregnant, they can still barely see where Kara's cock reaches below the brunette's bellybutton. She sets her hand on top of it. "Do you see that? That's me. You know no one else could ever take you like this." She flexes her glutes to push in that much further.
Lena whines. Kara is right. No one else could ever take her like this because she'd never want anyone else to take her like this. As Kara starts to bring her hips back to start thrusting, she braces herself for the onslaught of pleasure she knows is coming.
Kara knows to keep her pace slow to allow Lena to completely adjust, despite her saying multiple times that she doesn't really need it, it'll make Kara feel better to do it. She withdraws until just her head remains and glides back in all the way to the base. Lena's walls squeeze in gentle, unconscious flutters providing additional stimulation to her already straining dick. "You really want to be bred that bad? This pussy is just begging for my come."
She can't deny it. The thought of Kara using her to get off is one of her favorite things. She loves being able to help National City's hero a fraction of the amount she helps the city.
Once Kara decides Lena has adjusted well enough is when the real fun begins. She places one foot on the rug and grabs Lena's waist with one hand. The speed of her hips increase until the sound of skin colliding and moans are the loudest sounds in the room. Lena's choked wails each time Kara bottoms out are heavenly to Kryptonian ears.
"Too fucking good, honey. So wet and wanting for this cock. Can't help but try to milk it all out of me. Fuck, what a good pussy." Kara starts to use her grip on Lena's waist to start meeting her thrusts. She watches Lena's eyes roll back every time their hips meet. Too beautiful.
Lena realizes her legs are free from Kara's hands and wraps her knees around Kara's waist and crosses her ankles behind her back. The grip would mean nothing to Kryptonian strength but the thought of Kara not being able to pull out was arousing to Lena.
Every stroke pushed against her g-spot and she could feel herself clench down on Kara on every retraction of her hips.
It was easy for her to tell Kara was close. They had been together far long enough for her to recognize the signs that Kara was going to cum. Furrowed brows, panting and sweating (abnormal for Kryptonian standards), the throbbing of her cock inside of her. She made her cries a little louder, more sensual, and added a few forceful contractions of her walls to see if that would convince the stubborn alien to just let go.
The blonde could almost cry at the holy feeling of Lena's walls trying to suffocate her dick. There was no place in the world she'd rather be. She'd rather die than ever lose the blessing of being inside Lena. She huffs as puts her face and Lena's neck she starts to play with her clit. She won't come alone.
Her knees tighten around Kara's waist and ankles push into her back as she rubs the straining little bud. The shift in Lena's grip does absolutely nothing to impede the movement of Lena getting fucked. She grabs Lena's jaw. "Look at my eyes, baby. Tell me how much you love this cock. Tell me about how you love being full of me and my cum. Tell me and I'll give it to you."
The continued prodding at her g spot has taken away most of Lena's cognitive abilities. One thought is in the forefront of her mind and it's the need to cum and be filled. Kara can do both for her. She forces her eyes to focus on the darkened blue just inches from her own. "I need it. I love your cock and how you fuck me. Nobody could do it like you, nobody could ever be as good as you. No one could ever fill me like you do, breed me as good as you. Drown my pussy, baby. Make sure it knows that it's yours."
Her words are enough for Kara's hips to stutter and completely tether their pelvises together in a few rough slams. She rubs vigorously at Lena's clit at the pace she knows gets her off. She can't hold herself back much longer.
Kara loves coming deep inside Lena. She loves being all the way inside when she comes. Completely ensconced inside of the love of her life while she pumps her full of everything she can give her. Her throbbing cock being soothed by her lovers pulsating walls and giving the same relief in return.
Lena nearly cries at the feeling of the first few hot, thick spurts inside of her. This is what she's been waiting for. Kara to completely own her again. To show that she's just a hole for a Super's pleasure. Her pussy draws the alien's seed as deep as it can, her muscles encouraging the almost hose like spray.
Kara never fully stops moving when she cums. Kryptonian sperm is extremely thick and doesn't move equally as fluid as a human's. She always thrusts incrementally, making sure that she empties herself entirely. Lena loves to stare at Kara's glutes and thighs flexing as she thrusts her cum as far as she can inside of her.
The action causes Kara's pelvis to rub into Lena's still throbbing clit and sends her into a second orgasm. The hungry pulsations force out more sperm from a Kryptonian shaft with an animalistic growl at the squeeze on her oversensitive cock.
"You're still not done yet? Such a greedy hole..." Kara grabs Lena and shifts them so her back is leaning on the back of the couch and Lena is straddling her lap. She never pulls out.
She undoes the belt bounding Lena's hands together and they immediately grab onto strong shoulders. The stretch is still heavenly and the feeling of the thick cum simply relaxing inside of her has her brain in a different universe. "Yes, yes. Again, my love. As much as you need." She lets her head loll backwards and rocks her hips to jostle Kara inside of her.
A hiss from behind clenched teeth is heard. "Damn, you want this." Thank Rao for alien refractory periods. Her stamina was incomparable and she rarely ever needed a break.
Her hands slide under Lena's ass and start to slowly lift her. The action is done with ease, like she weighs nothing. She moans and her walls clutch at the cock trying to pull out. "One more, baby. You can do it, I can feel how hard you still are."
Kara scoffs. "Baby, I'm sorry for whatever I did to made you think I'm stopping before at least 3. You got another thing coming if you think I'm even pulling out before 3." She brings Lena all the way back down before she's even half way out. "I'm showing you how a toy is really treated."
It takes little to no strength for Kara to maneuver her up and down as she pleases. The leisurely movements of Kara bouncing her on her cock bring Lena's enjoyment of the treatment up by a tenfold. "However you need me. My body is yours."
"I know it is." Kara brings her down a little harder each time, her hips jumping up to meet Lena's on the drop. Kara watches her breasts move in tandem with the movements she's creating and grunts. "Let go of me, baby. Play with your tits. Make yourself cum while I'm fucking you. You need another load."
Lena can't think of anything she wants more. She drags her hands up and caresses Kara's neck one more time before she brings her hands to her chest. She grabs handfuls of her breasts, palms rubbing her nipples and whines at the feeling. Her index finger and thumb pinch and roll her right one while the left just gets flicked by her thumb. Such minuscule attention but it does so much in helping her get off.
"Yeah. Keep begging for this cock. Your pussy doesn't want anything else. Just begging for my cum. That's a good hole, knows what it needs." Kara babbles to herself. Lena is listening but she knows Kara didn't care if she heard or not. Her movement of Lena's body begins to include a slide forward each time she's fully inside so Lena's clit bumps into her pelvis.
The clenching on her dick gets stronger after that. Lena's close.
"You're gonna cum on my cock again? Take another Kryptonian load? I'm giving it all to you. Make sure this cunt is full of my seed." She nods to herself. "Touch your clit."
Lena's fingers still play at her nipples but her focus is on her very swiftly approaching climax and how much Kara is inside of her.. "Need to cum... So full..." She barely registers Kara's demand until she's jostled just hard enough to bring some brain function back.
One hand stays at her chest, palming her tits, and the other rubs almost frantically at her clit to hurry her orgasm up. She wants filled desperately.
Kara laughs in a way that could be described as victorious. "There you go. Look at you, listening so well." Her hips begin to roll on Kara's hands as she starts to cum. The velvet clutches of her walls on her dick make Kara's hips twitch and change rhythm until she connects their hips fully once more.
Kara's groan is drawn out and low. She throws her head back to rest on the back of the couch and her eyes roll back. Her hips never stop pushing into Lena's, rolling through the other woman's climax. The size and duration of her orgasm never lessens, completely fulfilling Lena's desire to be full.
Lena's sore walls try their damndest to draw as much of the blonde's cum out of her. Her subtle, unconscious jerks of her hips on top of Kara's works to extend both of their orgasms until it just overstimulates them both.
Both women can feel the damp mixture of sweat and bodily fluids cooling their overheated bodies as they come down. Lena's arms find their way back to Kara's shoulders, both wrapping around her neck and pushing their fronts together until they're chest to chest and Lena's head rests on Kara's shoulder.
"Was that adequate, Queen Luthor?" Kara quips raggedly. All she gets is a whine in response.
Kara takes her hands from under Lena's behind. One of them goes to massage her nape and the other sits at the curve of her waist, rubbing to her spine and back. "Do you want me to pull out yet?"
A shake of a head.
"Alright, baby. How about a sip of my water?" She suggests. She knew she needed one, she couldn't imagine how bad Lena might have.
A nod.
The hand at Lena's waist goes behind her back and holds her still as Kara leans to grab the water bottle she always kept nearby ever since she found out about the pregnancy. A quick puff of freeze breath got it back to Lena's ideal temperature and she offered her a sip.
"There you go. I'm shocked it lived through everything. That table has moved like, a whole foot since you came down here." She resumes rubbing her back and waits until Lena is back to functional levels to do anything further.
She stares out of the floor to ceiling windows of the penthouse at the sun just starting to set. How long was that? Late in the afternoon she muses.
"That was so fucking good." Lena's raspy voice draws her out of her contemplation of the shapes in the very few clouds.
Her head tilts and her eyebrows draw down. "The water? It was just filtered, there was nothing special about it... I mean there was ice cubes in there at one point but definitely not anymore-" Lena huffs and bites lightly at the impenetrable skin in front of where she was resting her head.
Kara jerks her neck to the side. "The sex, you airhead. Did you just forget our last hour? Or the fact that you're still inside of me?" She says with faux irritation. "Speaking of, I think it's time to pull out. There's nothing I love more in the universe than you and having you inside of me but I'm sticky and sore."
"Right, right! Sorry, sweetheart." Kara returns her hands to Lena's ass and very carefully lifts her off of her mostly softened cock and drapes her legs across Kara's lap. She groans through the entire process. "I'm sorry, babe. I know."
Lena repositions herself so her back is against Kara's front and her legs relax on top of Kara's which are crossed at the ankle, lounging on the coffee table. She slumps until her head rests back on Kara's shoulder. Kara's arms instinctively wrap around Lena's stomach, palms resting where their baby is growing.
"Thank you. I needed that and once again you provided. You're gonna be such a good parent. None will ever be as good as you." Lena says absently while she plays with Kara's fingers.
The blonde steels her face as tears flood her eyes. Lena truly meant the world to her. She can't imagine how powerful they'll be together as parents.