2. Chapter 2

Lena knew she shouldn’t be this simple nor thirsty when it came to Kara but most of the time the Zor-El had no idea the powers she held over Lena.

Lena was supposed to being doing her own workout, away from Kara and certainly not watching the Superhero like a hawk for every move she did. But instead of giving it her all on the treadmill, her eyes were fixed on Kara from across the space of the private gym.

Earbuds blasted a silent song into Kara’s ears, eyes fixed on herself in the large mirror in front of her. Silver metal bands rested on either wrist and ankle, a special creation from Alex and the rest of the DEO that allowed her to actually workout. Though it was completely unnecessary with how her body worked on Earth. She could eat more than her fill every single night and somehow end up with even more toned.

Kara liked the strain feeling in her muscles. After a long workout and cooling off in the shower or bath. It was a good way to work through any lingering frustration from her day without the fear of causing thousands dollars of damages. A win-win in her book.

Kara dropped the bench bar and flexed the muscles. Her skin felt hot red and it wasn’t simply from the burn of the workout. Lena was out of view from this angle in the mirror, but she knew when her girlfriend’s eyes were on her.

The Krypotanin ran a hand through her blonde hair, sweeping it off to the right side as she twisted left and right.

Lena had given up the pretense of even trying to workout. She rested her elbows on her handles of the treadmill and watched her heart’s desire from across the room. The short training shorts and training bra did nothing to hide the body on display for Lena’s eyes. How Kara’s body was taunt and red from the past hour.

Kara racked the bar, sending a wink and a lopsided grin to Lena. Kara did need to get payback on Lena for the whole yoga situation and with their busy work lives, the blonde hadn’t had the chance yet.

Not with how every single night Kara was going to make a move, the DEO needed Supergirl straight away .

The blonde picked up a hefty 45lb weight used for the barbell and crouched down on the floor. Making sure that Lena had a good view of what she was going to do, she clasped her legs together and lifted them up. Slightly leaned back she got her abs tensed and paused there.

With the weight clasped in her hands and head straight ahead at the mirror, she twisted her upper body side to side, slow at first. Making sure to keep the tight floor oblique twist.

The 45lb weight was overkill to the max, a simple medicine ball would’ve served the purpose fine. It meant that now the whole of Kara’s body became tense. Her skin turning red from the strain of the twist left and right. Moreso the very defined lines of her abs became taunt, as if carved into her skin like stone.

Lena was moving off of the treadmill without much thought. She popped down at the weight bench not far from where Kara laid, crossing one leg over the other to hide the wet spot that she knew was growing. She didn’t wear any underwear underneath her workout shorts, leaving the trickle of cum to leak freely.

Kara finally tossed the weight off to the side. Heavy labored breaths racking her lungs as she stood up to her legs and popped her earbuds out of her ears. The blonde approached closer to where Lena sat, the Luthor was rooted to the spot.

Kara’s hands came to rest on her hips, standing before Lena in her fully sweaty glory. The thin white shirt that Lena wore was near soaked with her own sweat, slowly drying now that she had given up on her run.

The Luthor released a small puff of breath when Kara’s thumb traced along her plump lips, a silky laugh following her thumb, “Aren’t you supposed to be doing something?”

Lena’s hands reached out for Kara’s thighs, resting her small pale hands on the strong tanned muscular thighs. She sat staring up at Kara, her lips placing a kiss to that thick thumb, “You’re far better to look at, Baby.”

Kara arched a blonde brow, smirk growing larger as she ran her thumb away from those lips and traced the side of Lena’s face. Lena’s eyes finally broke the staring contest with Kara’s and looked straight ahead to the flushed angry looking abs in front of her. The glimmer of sweat made them look good enough to lick.

The Luthor couldn’t deny herself for long. She leaned forward, placing a kiss to the twitching set of abs, earning a deep chuckle from the woman above her. Her tongue drifted down, tracing the hardline and curves of Kara’s stomach with the tip of her pink tongue. The salty sweaty taste lingered on the tip of her tongue.

Kara’s hand patted and pushed back the loose strands of dark brown hair that fell free from Lena’s ponytail. Darkening blue eyes fixed on Lena’s lavish attention to her body.

The white tips of the french manicured nails left goosebumps in their greedy wake. Tracing up and down the back of Kara’s thighs, watching slowly as Kara’s cock beat to life, straining against the material of the shorts.

Lena’s mouth came to the dark grey drawstrings of the black shorts, pearl white teeth appeared and pulled at the drawstrings, undoing the bow that kept them tied.

A deep breath escaped from Kara’s throat, trying to hide the growl that wanted to escape at Lena’s teasing, “You look thirsty for something, Baby.”

Lena tilted her head to the side, dropping the material from her mouth but hooked her twin index fingers underneath the bottom of the shorts. Soft fingers traced at the skin hidden underneath the material of the training shorts, “It’s only because you look so good like this.”

“Like this?” Kara asked with a smug grin. She lifted her arms up, flexing her biceps and the rest of the upper half of her body.

The Luthor purred like a cat at the sight. Lena leaned forward, running her tongue over the bulge Kara’s cock. With how large Kara’s cock was and how thin the shorts were, the outline of her cock looked as if it could easily tear through the sporty material.

Kara lowered her arms and snaked one hand through Lena’s hair, leaving the other to rest at her side, “You’ve been teasing me all week, Baby.”

“The lack of underwear on Monday was a honest mistake .” Lena said with her best sweet voice, acting as if Lena Luthor wouldn’t ever tease her girlfriend because she was bored at work.

“And now you want my cock? After all week of driving me up a wall.” Kara growled the last half of her sentence, cock pulsing visibly from underneath her shorts.

Lena was hungry, the look burnt brighter with every passing moment. The restraint she was well known for didn’t apply to Kara nor her body. Her fingers slowly begun to pull Kara’s shorts down, allowing for every single of Kara’s long tanned cock to come free to the cool air of the gym.

It took hanging low from her body. Dipping down from sheer weight and length, it twitched from the cold air of the gym. Lena licked her lips, teeth biting into her bottom lip simply at the sight of Kara’s cock before her.

She looked back up to Kara, bottom lip still tucked in between her teeth, “ Please, Kara. I want to taste that musky smell on my lips. Having your balls resting on my chin as you fuck my throat.”

Kara’s stomach rumbled with pure sexual want. She was breathing hard, keeping a tight control on her own wants. To sit down and have Lena spent as much time as she wanted to worship every inch of her cock.

The sound of a ringing phone coming from across the room where her water bottle made Kara groan out loud, “Fucking of course .”

It the DEO contact phone. The line only used when Supergirl was in need which meant some Alien somewhere was cockblocking the Superhero from some much needed relief.

Kara looked back down to Lena, who looked torn from in between shoving Kara’s cock down her throat or pulling up her shorts. The latter won out, with the Luthor covering Kara’s lower half again with only a small kiss to the hard tip, “Go save the City.”

Kara leaned down and had their lips clashed together in a slow goodbye kiss and then out the gym within a flash.

Lena’s mind was wandering, again . Emails laid unopened in her inbox, reports half read laid spread out across her desk to give the impression that the CEO was actually hard at work while in reality she was barely paying attention to anything at all.

Jess knew naturally. But the reason Jess had one of the highest payrolls was because she was trusted to cover her boss without question.

The other night at the private L-Corp gym still replayed in Lena’s head. Kara had returned home far too late to carry out on it and the next night saw Lena working late at work.

It wasn’t simply that Lena missed the more physical aspects of her and Kara’s relationship. The blonde simply saw her. Never thinking her as another Luthor, never judging her by her name but instead her actions.

Her head was swimming in the flashes of Kara standing in front of her. Cock just within her touch, twitching and begging for the feel of her plump lips wrapped around it. Tongue curling and tracing the thick veins.

Lena pressed her legs together in vain, hoping for any kind of friction to ease the slow burn that haunted her all day.

The CEO’s head snapped up when the doors to her office opened, and as if knowing what Lena was thinking, Kara stood there with a white takeout bag filled with their lunch. The blonde shot her a wide grin as she made her way over to the table, “Jess texted me and said you needed lunch.”

Lena honestly wondered some days if Jess was a Superhero of her own and had mind reading powers.

Taking one glance over her shoulder as she approached, Kara leaned over to press a quick peck to the side of Lena’s lips, Rao be damned if she ruined the red power lipstick Lena was known for.

A small smile tugged at the corners of Lena’s lips, watching Kara with fond eyes, “I missed you.”

“I saw you not 5 hours ago when we woke up in our shared bed and shared penthouse.” Kara teased her girlfriend lightly, taking out the two carryout boxes from the bag, stomach rumbling for food.

Lena loved Kara. Loved that what they did in the bedroom was separate from the rest of their relationship. While Lena enjoyed Kara being protective of her, the difference of Kara forcing her down and taking her never translated to their public life.

But right now, Lena didn’t want that. Right now, Lena wanted Kara to shove her down over her desk and fuck a mutual sexual frustration out.

Lena tilted her head, smiling at Kara but underneath the table she lifted her right foot out from her black heel and crossed closer to Kara’s personal space.

“Alex was wondering if we would keep an eye on the house for her, Sam and Ruby when they go on thatttttt….vacation to Hawaii.” Kara got out, eyes going wide only for a moment at Lena.

Due in earnest to where Lena’s bare foot was tracing up the side of Kara’s pant leg. And then downwards again, going to the space where the pant leg left the tanned skin bare, allowing for skin on skin contact.

“Hmm, that sounds like it could be exciting .”

“Lena.”

“Yes, love?” Lena asked with her smirk growing larger and toes lifting the leg up.

The food laid going cold in front of them. Kara was trying her hardest not to do something about Lena’s teasing. The blonde clenched her jaw when that foot finally retreated from her leg but Lena’s sinful intentions had already wormed its way into the base of Kara’s skull.

From underneath her pants, blood rushed to her cock, slowly hardening to its full length. Meaning now that if she stood, there would be no way of missing it.

“I thought we were behaving.”

Lena’s eyes were hooked on Kara. Not missing how Kara’s eyes dipped down from her face. Tracing over her pale collarbone and to where her cleavage pushed out from the tight silk blouse she wore.

The pale foot was back on Kara’s leg, stroking her calf with that soft skin. Lena sighed, “I had this thought when I came into work. I always had this fantasy about this office and you. “

There was no point in trying to stop it once it got started. Not when the two knew the right buttons to press, every little note to play to rile the other up. Kara was rooted in her chair,  her lunch going cold in front of her.

“Yeah?”

“Before we started dating. How you would come and check up on me when you were patrolling the City. As if I didn’t know what you were playing at.” Lena arched a brow and winked at Kara.

“Hey! You spent unholy hours at this desk.”

“Maybe. Some night after you left I would linger a little bit afterwards and let my mind wander .” The smirk was full on Lena’s ruby red lips, her foot leaving Kara’s leg but now tracing the inside, growing bold to go higher.

Kara knew quite well what Lena became when she let her mind drift.

“My flimsy little thongs always get ruined when you’re around. Those nights, when I couldn’t wait until I was home, I would give myself a little taste right here. Pulling my thong aside and feeling how wet I already was by seeing you.”

Kara’s throat was tightening and so were her pants. She parted her legs, allowing Lena’s foot to press into her growing bulge. It twitched, begging for skin on skin contact, telling Kara to strip out of her pants and take Lena on every square inch of her office.

“Like right now,” Lena leaned back into the chair, making sure that Kara had a view of her hand snaking up underneath her skirt, “Thinking about the other night at the gym.”

She trailed the skirt up, showing her pale thighs to the cold air of the room. Her fingers pulled her thong to the side, fingers softly gliding through her damp folds.

Kara’s hands gripped the arms of the chair, eyes dancing up and down Lena’s body, not sure what she wanted to look at more. Lena’s face as it became screwed tight in pleasure, to where her hand was playing with her pussy right in front of her.

“What about it?” Kara got out, her voice sound far more husky than normal.

“I wanted to suck your cock so badly, Kara. It looked so good ,” Lena moaned, the due sensation of her fingers playing at her wet pussy mixed with her own dirty talking stroked the fire rightfully inside of her, “You always look so good.”

“Lena, please…” Kara trailed off, sending a look over her shoulder to the door and then back to Lena.

The Luthor rolled her head back over the edge of the chair, another hand going to pop the buttons of her blouse, “No, I want you to watch.”

“That isn’t fair.”

“A Luthor doesn’t play fairly.”

Kara looked as if she was going to ignore Lena’s wishes and stand but the foot on her cock pushed back down, rubbing the thick outline. A broken gasp broke from Kara instead, rolling her hips into Lena’s foot instead.

Lena’s hand palmed her breast once her blouse was half button. Rolling and rubbing her palm over the perky nipple. Her index and thumb rolled and then pinched her clit, causing a trickle of cum to leak from her pussy, “You’re so hard, Kara. I can feel you pulsing. You want to fuck me so badly, don’t you?”

How was Lena still talking? Kara could barely form a word in her own head, fixed on the sight Lena had become. HEad thrown back, fingers teasing her wet slit, foot palming her cock.

Lena dipped a single long index finger inside of her. She tried her best to quiet her moan, rolling her hips down onto the single finger, “My little fingers aren’t ever good enough to get me off.”

“Fuck, Lena. Let me, I’ll make you cum.” Kara’s arms were shaking, gasping the chair so tightly to keep herself back.

“I hate it when you wear a condom. When I can’t feel every inch of your cock shoved inside of me. Feeling your cum drench my little pussy when you cum.” Lena added another finger, a slick wet noise starting to bounce off the walls of the office as Lena stroked herself.

Lena smirked when Kara growled, tearing herself from her chair. The Luthor didn’t move, still spread out in her chair, fingers slowly stroking the inner walls of her pussy.

Kara stood in front of her, less than a foot away. Her tanned face was red, the teasing on her cock leaving her black slacks too tight.

Lena’s office phone ringing broke the too intense silence. The Luthor’s head snapped to the phone, thinking for a moment to throw it against the wall, Jess knew better than to call her when Kara brought her lunch.

Unless it was for very important reasons.

Lena was a Luthor after all and they were quite the multitasking machines. She removed her slick fingers from her dripping center and moved them to her mouth, sucking her fingers cleaned as she picked up the phone, “Yes, Jess?”

There was a loud popping sound as Lena dragged each long digit out of her mouth, freshly cleaned of her cum, “Mr. Edge is currently throwing a fit in our office.He’s demanding to see you.”

“Give me a few minutes.”

“Of course, Miss Luthor.”

Kara had crossed the rest of the distance, tanned fingers danced across the slope of her shoulder as Lena hung up the phone, “We need to clean up. The charming Mr. Edge is here.”

It didn’t take long for the two to make themselves look presentable. Kara tucked herself carefully in her slacks and focused to study the paint on the wall to keep herself from smelling the faint scent of musky sex that was in the air, now wasn’t the time.

Morgan Edge threw the doors of the office open with Jess a half the step behind, “You fucking lunatic!”

Lena smirked at the man and motioned to the chair in front of her desk, “I believe you’ve met Kara Danvers, reporter at CatCo. She was just asking a few questions about the buyout.”

Morgan didn’t pay much attention to the blonde, stalking closer to Lena like a wolf hunting its prey, “I will ruin you, Lena!”

The smile had dropped from Kara’s face. A stiff look coming to her features, with blue eyes sweeping over the man. Without another word she was out of the room and passing Jess where the PA was trying to silently ask Lena if she should call security.

“Many have tried, no one has succeeded so far. But I do enjoy a challenge.” Lena looked bored, glancing as Kara left.

“I am not pla…”

Whatever else Morgan was going to say died on his lips when there came a heavy thud from the balcony.

Kara strolled into the office, dressed fully in the Supersuit. The short styled blonde hair seemed rumbled from the quick appearance change. Her blue eyes were staring a hole in the side of Morgan.

Morgan sent a look over to Lena, “Called for your faithful attack dog?”

Lena barely paid the man any mind, instead focusing solely on Kara. Kara’s face was still red from what Morgan interrupted, hands balled into fists at her sides. She stalked closer to the man, somehow dwarfing over Morgan even though Lena was sure the man was taller than Kara.

Morgan’s face became pale, back going stiff. Kara leaned over and whispered quietly into his ear so that Lena couldn’t hear.

Whatever Kara said looked to have an effect on Morgan. The businessman stepped away from Kara and was reaching for the doorknob before Lena could blink. Kara marched over to the twin doors and twisted the lock.

The air in the room was heavy and tense. Lena was unable to look away from Kara as the Kryptonian walked with all confidence and swagger with each step closer to the desk. Her clit throbbed at how Kara’s eyes swept over her body, licking her lips, “I heard a little rumor that you have a kink for me and your office.”

Lena pressed her thighs together in a failed attempt to bring friction to her pussy. Even Kara’s voice had changed, that silky smoothness that she only ever used for times such as this, “Maybe, Supergirl.”

Kara crossed the office and stood next to Lena. Lena starred up, perching herself up on the edge of the office chair. She was drawn to Kara, hands reaching out for the edges of that crimson cloak, “Get on your knees.”

Lena slid from the chair and onto the floor. Knees being pressed together and her hands clasping in her lap. Kara chuckled at Lena, running the tip of her index finger over Lena’s plump bottom lip, “You’re so desperate for me.”

The Luthor sucked in the long digit. Hollowing out her cheeks and curling her tongue around it. Her green eyes shined like jade as the lust built higher in her stomach. She popped the finger out of her mouth with a lewd pop, “ Kara. ”

Kara found the zipper for the lower half of her suit and with a bit of moving, popped out the long thick length of her tanned cock. It twitched once it hit the cold air of the room. Kara balled her hand around the sheer meaty length and stroked herself in front of Lena, “Fuck, Lena. Your little fucking games are going to drive me insane.”

Lena watched with wide eyes at Kara stroking herself. Legs parted, hand moving up and down, body tense from sexual frustration. Precum dripped from her slit and it was then that Lena couldn’t hold herself back.

Her sinful tongue leaped up, slurping up Kara’s cum. The Kryptonian chuckled, “Such a little cum hungry girl.”

“Just your cum.” Lena whispered, swirling her tongue across the red thick head.

“As it should be. A Luthor on their knees worshiping a Super.” Kara growled, tearing her hand from her cock and letting it to rest freely.

Lena scanned up over Kara’s body. The rest of her lover’s form was covered still by the suit with only her cock popping out from the lower zipper. Here Supergirl stood in her fully glory, thick cock straining to take her, cloak flowing from her shoulders.

“Let me worship your cock, Kara.” Lena whispered, eyes tracing over every ridge and bump of Kara’s Kryptonian cock.

Taking Kara’s wordless stare as her answer, Lena inched forward, hands resting on the lower portions of Kara’s calves.

Lena placed a gentle kiss to the two tanned balls hanging below the cock. Nuzzling her nose against the soft baby skin and sniffing the musky sweaty smell that sent a shiver of pleasure running through her body.

She ran her tongue upwards along the underside of the length, swirling and following each vein as if she had all the time in the world. Lena earned a gasp of pleasure from Kara, one of her hands went to rest on top of the Luthor’s head, “Fuck, Lena .”

The stress ran away with each second longer Lena’s mouth remained locked on Kara’s cock. Her tongue reached the point where the head met the shaft, she sucked hard on the underside of it, drawing a shudder and trickle of precum from her lover.

Lena leaned back, watching her line of spit cool along the curve of Kara’s cock. She couldn’t resist to lean back forward and slowly suck the thick cock head into her mouth. Kara’s cock was impressive, nearly stretching the corners of Lena’s mouth until it was uncomfortable but not quite nearly there.

Everything about Kara was impressive.

Kara ran a hand down her face, attempting to fix her hair but failing to do so when Lena’s mouth was back on her cock. She stared down through lust filled eyes, enjoying how Lena looked with only the head of her cock in her mouth.

Lena’s tongue lashed across the tip, playing with the red flesh before slowly inching her mouth forward. Sucking in and hollowing her cheeks with each inch more she took, filling her mouth and throat with that sweaty taste.

Her eyes were locked with Kara’s above her. Locked all the way until her nose was being pressed into the Kevlar of the suit. She rested there for a moment, feeling every wonderful inch of the cock buried in her throat. How it pulsed and purred around the wet and warm contents of her mouth.

Slowly, Lena pulled her head backwards, sucking intensely as she moved back up along the length of the cock. Enjoying how Kara shivered in pleasure as if Lena was trying to pull the cum straight from the source through her cock

Lena quickened her pace, sucking the Krypotnain’s cock greedily. Prideful that it was only for her, to remind Kara that she would never need anyone else. Kara’s hand grasped Lena’s dark hair, watching her lover’s head bobble up and down.

Kara relished the heavenly feel, the slurping sounds filled the office. Spit dripped from the corners of Lena’s mouth and fell onto her top as she worshipped the cock shoved down her throat. Up and down her head went, a blur of motion.

Her throat was tight, cheeks hallowed so to suck every single inch she could. Her tongue lashed and curled around whatever she couldn’t reach. Cum boiled in Kara’s balls, legs straining from how Lena was desperate, hungry, for her cum.

Both of Kara’s hands came to Lena’s head, using her hips and hands, she shoved Lena back a few inches to the side. The back of Lena’s head rested on the side of the desk now, legs twisted underneath her.

That strong grip found and collected Lena’s hands. Pinning them above Lena on the desk, Kara took control, slowly rolling and thrusting her cock in and out of Lena’s wet mouth, “Keep your mouth open, Baby.”

The wet sounds grew louder with Kara’s thrusting, spit and precum leaked from Lena’s mouth as Kara fucked into her throat. A thin bead of sweat appeared on her hairline, toes curling in her boots as each thrust brought her closer and closer to finishing inside of Lena’s mouth.

“You have such a sexy fucking mouth, Lena.” Kara praised. That climax was approaching closer and closer, Kara could feel the need in her stomach, how her cock twitched.

She grasped both of her hands onto Lena’s head and shoved forward one last time, head rolling back, “Fucking Rao!”

Her cock twitched one last time before her climax broke over her. Her cock and balls twitched, streams of hot fertile Kryptonian cum filled Lena’s mouth and throat. Kara’s hands kept Lena’s nose pressed to her stomach, holding her there as she rode out every wave.

Cum and spit formed a line that connected her cock to Lena’s plump lips once Kara finally moved her still hard cock from Lena’s mouth. The Luthor’s face was flushed red, strands of dark hair wild from Kara’s intense throatfucking.

Bruised plump lips played with that line of cum and spit, slurping it up until she placed a kiss to the wet fat head, “Thank you for the service of the city, Supergirl.”

Lena winked, licking her fingers of any stray cum. Kara’s cock throbbed at Lena’s coyness, already that heat was back in her stomach, ready again for Lena.

Kara guided Lena to the short distance of Lena’s rolly chair. The sound of silk being torn echoed when Kara mauled the blouse from Lena’s shoulders and sat her down into the chair. The pencil skirt and black thong was next, thrown over her shoulder to land elsewhere into the office.

Lena was helpless in Kara’s large shadow. Those warm hands lifted her legs up and pushed them back, arching her lower half forward, closer to the edge and cock. Lena moaned in delight as her legs were pushed all the way back to behind the armrests, leaving her lower half completely open for Kara’s fucking.

“I bet your little fingers tried so hard to fuck this sloppy pussy every time you dreamed of my cock buried in you like this.” Kara was talking again, running the entire long curve of her cock over Lena’s pussy lips.

Kara looked so powerful, so right with her cock draped over Lena’s stomach. Lena brought her hands up to rest on her legs, holding them back so she could have full sight of how Kara fucked her, “It can’t compare to you, Kara.”

The Superhero leaned over, placing a kiss to Lena’s cum stained lips, “You’re right because it’s mine, Lena. Your snug little pussy fits my cock so well.”

“Because you fucked me so good, Kara. Please, I need you. ” Lena whispered, harsh warm breathing rolling over Kara’s face.

“But you’ve teased me so much lately. What if I just leave you like this? Wet pussy begging for my cock to ruin it. Begging to have my cum filling you. You wouldn’t even be able to focus would you? Every time you licked your lips you’ll have my taste on them, reminding you.” Kara’s voice was even, whispering into Lena’s ear, placing stray kisses to outline of her jaw.

“No! Kara, don’t leave. I need it.”

“Need what, Baby?” Kara whispered, rubbing the thick length of her cock over her pussy lips to remind her.

“I need your cock buried inside of me. I need your cum, fuck Kara, fill me with your cum. I know you love doing it.”

“A condom?”

“A waste of your cum, Kara.” Lena whispered, biting down on Kara’s earlobe.

It was too much for Kara to take. She moved up from Lena’s body and angled her cock head up against Lena’s sloppy pussy. Her arms were flexed, body sweating underneath the tight material of the supersuit. Her hands grasped either of the armrests and thrust herself forward.

With how wet Lena was and how much spit covered Kara’s cock, there wasn’t much resistance until Kara’s cock was wrapped in the warm wet heat. Lena moaned, nails digging into her pale legs, she was being too loud.

“You need to be quiet, Baby, or everyone is going to hear how Lena Luthor takes Supergirl’s cock.” Kara whispered, slowly entering every thick inch of her cock into Lena.

“I want them to hear.”

“Such a dirty fucking girl.” Kara rumbled.

Lena moaned again when Kara’s head smashed against her cervix. Kara held herself there, entire body tense, feeling how Lena hugged her cock, wet warm walls sucking in her godly length.

The sensations always felt like the first time, no matter how many times they did this. No matter how soft or how rough Kara fucked Lena. Those walls were always snugged, gripping to her cock as if it was the only thing to hold onto.

“Every time you sit in this chair you’re going to think of me, Lena. You’re going to think of my cock, my cum. Me fucking you when your entire office is just outside.”

Kara pulled her cock out until only her head was left and then shoved forward again. The strength of the thrust made the chair rock, held in place by Kara’s strong superhuman grip. Lena had a rightful fear that they were going to break this chair.

Kara’s cock filled her like nothing else. Her past lovers, Jack , was nothing like Kara. They didn’t bother to spend time learning her body, they didn’t look past their own short pleasures. Perhaps it was because she was meant for Kara, only for Kara.

The Kryptonian rutted into her like an animal. A growl on her lips, the intense feeling of Lena’s pussy leaking around her cock sent shivers running up and down her cock. Kara found her pace, a blur of hips smacking into Lena’s body.

For anyone that even spent one second lingering on the other side of Lena’s office doors would know what Miss Luthor was doing. The moans, the gasps, the growls, the wet sound of Kara’s cock filling her.

The heavy smell of sex and sweat hungover the office, filling and driving Kara further in her fucking.

Lena was given an eyeful of it all, her head bent down at the perfect slope to see every powerful thrust. She knew that tanned body was sweating underneath the suit, covering those toned muscles and making them glimmer. Her cock drove in and out of her, filling and unfilling her.

“So full , Kara.” Lena moaned out.

Kara twisted an arm up, pulling the cloak from her body and throwing it off her body. With her hips still thrusting into Lena, she moved her hands to unzip the upper half of her suit. Cool air hit the sweat covered body, showing the long toned lines of her muscles that glimmered in a thin layer of sweat.

Lena whined at the sight, how those muscles flexed without care as Kara filled her. The lowers edges of Kara’s short blonde hair drew dark, dampening with sweat from the heat that rolled off the two. It would take days to get rid of this sex smell but the thought thrilled Lena. Walking in every day, knowing what made that smell, remembering this moment.

“You’re so fucking tight, Lena.” Kara got out from over the lewd wet sounds of their sex. She screwed her eyes shut, focusing solely on the feel of Lena’s warm cunt wrapped around her.

Lena’s eyes focused on the ‘v’ Kara’s lower abs made, how those powerful hips thrust into her like an animal. Marking, claiming her. The thought alone made Lena’s pussy spasm, a climax tearing through her body. Kara claiming her in front of everyone, telling everyone that Lena was hers and hers only.

“Kara!” Lena gasped, mouth hanging apart as each wave of her climax rolled over her. Her cum combining with Kara’s and leaking onto the carpet floor below them. Another stain that Lena would have to get paid to remove.

The chair rocked and shake with each powerful thrust. It wasn’t made for sex and it certainly wasn’t made to take the mad fucking of a half frustrated Kryptonian.

Before the chair could break, Kara was lifting her up and twisting her. Her chest was shoved down onto her desk, papers clinging to her sweaty naked body. Her ass was perched up in the air, Kara’s cock still buried inside of her.

Kara’s hands came to Lena’s perky round ass. Circling around the flesh and dragging her nails downwards to leave angry looking red marks, “You have such a perfect ass, Baby.”

Lena twisted her upper body so that she could look back at Kara. Her hands reached out, grasping the edges of the desk to keep herself steady. The upper half of the blue suit hung from around Kara’s tanned hips, miles of muscles put on display. Arms flexed as they palmed Lena’s fleshy ass.

Lena saw how Kara’s eyes drank in the flesh, pulling apart her cheek. She wanted to fuck it. A flood of sweet wet arousal dripped from her abused pussy, having Kara fuck her ass, filling her in every single hole.

It would be such a tight fit, it would burn but feel so good at the same time. Kara could be rough already but having her cock buried to her balls inside of Lena’s ass? Lena shivered in pleasure at the thought, assfucking her into oblivion.

Kara’s hands came back to grasp Lena’s hips and started again. Pulling her slick wet cock nearly out and then shoving back in again. Kara’s stare told her better than to look away, Kara wanted Lena to see every moment of how she fucked her. How she filled her cunt like no one else.

The pounding of flesh on flesh became louder in the new position. Papers, folders, and reports went flying off the desk with each powerful savage thrust.

Lena’s mouth was gasped open, a spill of moans and gasps leaving every time the whole of Kara’s cock was pounded into her, “ Harder , Kara. Give me your cum.”

Kara’s balls were so full . She could feel them boiling below her, wanting to burst free, wanting to fill Lena with the hot warm white seed. She dropped a hand down, spanking Lena’s ass hard, “I can’t wait to fuck your ass, Baby. Make it fit perfectly to my cock.”

It was all too much for Lena to handle, another climax was approaching, with each thrust, with each spank on her pale ass that was making it go red. Kara placed both hands on Lena’s lower back and made her arch up high, bringing that round bubble ass so it was perched.

“Its yours, its yours, its yours!” Lena cried out, the second orgasm tearing through her stomach and drenching Kara’s cock again.

Kara was not that far behind, one last savage thrust inside of Lena and her balls twitched. A fountain of hot cum surged forward, filling and painting every inch of the Luthor’s cunt white, “Mine.”