Lois forced herself to look away from Lex Luthor as he began to speak about some sort of new software Lexcorp had developed, even as his deep voice made her cross her legs. None of the other women in the room were staring at him, ogling him, noticing how handsome and powerful he was. What was the matter with her? She swallowed heavily. This was like the first time she saw Clark as Superman but worse. Her body was reacting to Lex Fucking Luthor like he was the sexiest man in the world!
She bit the inside of her lip hard to try and regain some composure, some semblance of self-control, even as her nipples hardened and her pussy began to churn. Embarrassed, she blushed beet red, realizing she'd missed the entire press conference while trying to ignore the presence of Mr. Luthor- Lex. God, why was she so turned on by him? She pressed her fingernails into her palms, trying to make herself get a grip.
"And so, with Lexcorp's newest innovation, billions of people worldwide can use the Internet in a safer and faster way. I will now take questions."
Usually Lois's hand was the first up as she tore apart Lex's bullshit but today she sat silent and redfaced, trying not to stare at this amazing adonis of a man like a drooling teenager. Other reporters hand's flew up and questions were asked as Lois stared forcefully at her lap, crossing her legs tightly and hoping the wetness of her panties wouldn't show. Each masterful response by Lex Luthor and his rumbling voice turned the notches up on her arousal a little more. Suddenly, that amazing, masculine voice called her name.
"Miss Lane? You're unusually quiet today. No questions from The Daily Planet?"
With a swallowed gasp, she looked up at him. The way he stared at her, the commanding look on his face, it made her nearly swoon. Fuck, he was so sexy! She didn't trust herself to speak so she just gave a meek little shake of her head, blushing, making the rest of the press pool murmur in surprise. Lex just nodded and smirked, the little smile doing things to her pussy. God, she was actually sweating!
"Hmm. Perhaps next time then. Good day, everyone."
With that, Lex Luthor exited the room and Lois suddenly let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.
Shuddering, she called Clark, walking over to a corner of the room on unsteady legs.
"Clark, I need you right now." she half-hissed, half-moaned into the phone.
***
Supergirl groaned softly as her slim fingers explored her new mounds of warm titflesh in the cold shower, her attempt to forget about her new desires forgotten. She squeezed them, kneaded them gently, then pulled slowly on one of her fat pink nipples. The sensations were so wonderful she let out an involuntary moan.
"Ohhhh! Oh, Rao! Raaaooooo . . ."
Her pussy churned, droplets of arousal sliding down her legs with the cold water. She stood there in the stream of the water for who knows how long, massaging her bigger breasts and pulling on her thick nipples until suddenly, she felt an orgasm approaching.
"Ohh, Rao, I'm gonna cum . . . gonna cum from just, ooh, playing with my, aah, my tits . . . oh, my tits! OHHHH! AHHH!"
With a mixture of surprise and pleasure, she came hard, pulling on both of her fat nips as she did so, squealing with delight. Her legs went weak and she slid down the shower stall, gasping and dazed.
Questions danced around her mind as she basked in the afterglow. If playing with them felt that good, what would someone sucking on them feel like? And how much better would they feel if they got even bigger?