That is Not a Toy
"Lois..." She heard her name spoken against her pussy, spoken in a tone so low one might mistake it for prayer. This was how Clark was every time, worshiping her with his mouth and godly tongue.
Each lick against her clit was accompanied with the tiniest sigh from him.
Clark was a very fast learner. From the overly eager and sloppy licking, sucking and kissing Lois experienced the first time they had sex he had mastered her body fully. Knew each spot that made the fellow reporters toes curl and her voice quiver. He knew all of her weak spots.
"Enjoying yourself down there, Smallville?" Lois looked down over the top of her breasts and saw Clark's blue eyes looking back at her, with his goofy grin on his lips, her juices on his chin and her legs thrown over his broad, mountain-like shoulders.
"Of course. Thought you could tell. I know for a fact you are." His tongue returned to her briefly to taste her again, small hips bucking against his huge but gentle grip. This was the only time he loved using his superhuman strength against her.
Lois loved it when he did, she actually hoped he would do it more in the future. He was a man with more power than any being on the planet, maybe the universe, and he chose to use it here, in her bed. "I'd have a better time if you stopped teasing me."
"Teasing?" His eyebrows hid innocently into his ruffled ink hair, "These are serious accusations miss Lane." She shuddered as Clark dragged his wet lips against her thigh, then back down, skipping her pussy entirely and doing the same to her other leg, the cold puffs of breath making her shake, "Utterly baseless ones at that. And as a reporter it's my job to get the truth out of you."
God he was such a big goof! This wasn't even dirty talk but Clark was saying it all while in between her legs!
"Then put that mouth back to work." Lois loved to tell him what to do in moments like this, it made her feel as strong as him when she watched him bend to her will with such enthusiasm. Her head fell back against her pillow again, cute, hot moans leaving her when Clark's mouth was back where she needed it most.
His licks were slow and deliberate, his tongue changing the amount of pressure as it approached her clit. That nub of nerve endings was one of his favorite spots to tease. An impatient whine pushed past her lips at each light lick turned firmer. Clark's mouth turned upwards until he was full on grinning.
"Lois, you taste so good here." His mouth opened wider, eyes closing as he started to leave more broad stripes up and down her pussy, eventually settling on just her clit.
"Clark." Unable to hold back she grabbed onto his hair, knowing she won't hurt him. Then she felt it. It was a familiar enough sensation because of the toys she used. But this... this wasn't a toy. This was Clark vibrating his tongue against her clit faster than any vibrator ever could. "Oh my god! Clark!" She didn't care if the whole building heard her orgasm.
Clark focused on the noise, on the taste, on the feeling of Lois tugging him closer by his hair. It was all so hot, he didn't want to stop doing this ever.
"Enough, Clark, enough, ah, Cl-" He'd lost track of time, too enamored with Lois to realize she was starting to shake more then she should. He let go of her clit with a wet pop, his tongue perfectly still and face wonderfully wet, "Holy shit Smallville. How long have you had that trick up your sleeve?"
"Didn't. I learned I could do it just now." Those soft blue eyes would be her undoing. She could almost see herself reflected in them, her mouth parted, her hair all messy from rubbing it against the pillow, fuck he could probably still hear her heartbeat too.
Hands that could crush steel slowly eased her legs down her shoulders and reached down to dispose of the... oh. It broke. Again.
"Darn it! This one too?" Clark pouted as he picked up the remains of the condom, wincing at the mess he made under him. He didn't even notice the stickiness on his stomach until now. "Guess I'll need and even stronger one. I'm sorry Lois."
"For what?" She asked, her brain still playing catch up, "Oh, that. Clark it's not your fault that human condoms can't take it when you come." Lois licked her lips, drawing her strength from sheer horniness to sit up and lean towards Clark's abs, "Now I get to lick these clean."
"Lois, oh wow!" The abs flexed as soon as her tongue came into contact. True she couldn't vibrate it like he could but she'd gotten more than enough praise for her tongue skills. Clark sat back, legs open, his cock still semi hard and pushing against her hand. Too thick to hold. He panted above her, strong chest heaving, his Adam's apple bobbing as he gulped as her tongue licked off every stray drop of his cum. "Y-You didn't have to do that."
Lois peaked up at him, moving her tongue against him as if to map out every inch of his perfect abs. "I couldn't resist either." Her control was barely there to begin with, she wanted to ride him until the Sun rose up. "We really need to find some good condoms. One that can handle this thing."
A loud groan sounded from above her when she tightened her grip on his cock. "I... I'll try my best!" He always did.