Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 13:06:15 -0000
From: Ann Douglas <ann_douglas@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lightning In The Night - 4

	Lightning In The Night
	by Ann Douglas
            (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)


Part  Four

	Supergirl didn't need her x-ray vision to
see the rich dark nipples that capped each globe.
They were visible enough through the translucent
material that covered then.  Material that quickly
parted a heartbeat later as a razor thin beam of
imperceptible energy flashed out from Kara's eyes,
cutting across the material like a laser.
	Taking hold of the back of Kara's head,
Mary pulled her new lover's face to her bosom.
The Girl of Steel kissed each dark circle, running
her tongue across the erect tip before taking it
into her mouth.
	A second kiss followed the first, followed by a
third and forth on the soft deep valley between Mary's
mounds.  Softness echoed on her lips as Kara's last kiss
pressed against them.
	Sitting up on the edge of the bed, Kara
took hold of the bottoms of her own blue blouse
and pulled it up and over her head.  Beneath it, an
impressive bust quite equal to Mary's came
immediately into view.  One of the nicer side
effects of being born on a world with a far heavier
gravity, even if it had been artificial in Kara's case,
was that the Maid of Might really never needed to
wear a bra.  When she had first arrived on Earth,
she had worn one because first Superman and then
later her adopted parents had expected her to.
That rule no longer applied.
	As entranced by Kara's breasts as the
Kryptonian had been by her own, Mary practically
jumped up and cupped each of them with her
hand.  The nipples of the lighter haired girl were
smaller than Mary's, and of a much pinker hue.
Neither of which caused a second's hesitation as
the brunette brought the closest of them into her
mouth.
	For a brief moment, Mary was surprised to
find Kara's mounds to be as sweet and soft as any
other woman's, if not more so than some earlier
lovers.  A small part of her mind had considered
the idea that since Kara's skin was all but
indestructible, her flesh might be hard and
insensitive.
	She quickly realized that if she'd taken the
time to think about it, she would've realized how
silly that impression was.  After all, when she
invoked the power of Shazam, Mary's body was
as impervious to harm as Supergirl's, and she
knew from past experience that her body remained
as soft and responsive as it did when she was just
plain Mary.
	The whole consideration of invulnerability
and how it affected the responsiveness of the flesh
passed quickly from Mary's thoughts as Kara
pulled her mouth to hers and their breasts pressed
tight against each other.  As they stood, each
helped the other with what remained of their
apparel, until boots and skirts joined the scattered
piles on the floor.
	The last concealment proved to be Kara's
as Mary laughingly ripped off a pair of bright red
panties.  The underwear had come from a quite
ordinary lingerie store and didn't share the durable
nature of the rest of Supergirl's ensemble.
	Mary looked down between Kara's legs
and saw a thick, blond bush covering her mound.
Later she would ask her how she explained being
blond down there while Linda was a brunette, but
that question was superseded by much more
immediate desires.
	Sitting back on the bed, Mary pulled
Kara's legs apart and leaned forward to kiss her
there.  Understanding what Mary wanted to do,
Kara moved to make it easier.  For a normal
woman, this might be an awkward position, since
Mary would have to really bend down to get
between her legs.  The problem was simply solved
when Kara lifted her legs up and over Mary's
shoulders, hovering in mid-air at just the right
height.
	As Mary Bromfield, the dark tressed crime
fighter had first taken of a woman's fruits a few
months after her sixteenth birthday.  By the time
her next birthday rolled around, it was apparent to
her that it was an ambrosia that she truly prized.
Over the years since, she had become quite skilled
at giving pleasure to other women, the talents of
which she now demonstrated to Kara.
	"Great Mother of Krypton!" the daughter
of a lost world cried out as a wave of satisfaction
surged through her floating form.
	Mary's proficiency at cunnilingus was a
super power all by itself, at least to those on the
receiving end of it.  But it was an ability owing
more to a lustful heart than the Power of Shazam.
She was the same lover, with or without the magic
lightning.
	Kara took a deep breath as successive waves of
ecstasy followed the first, raising her to
a level of bliss she hadn't know since her last night
with Barbara.  In what seemed like no time at all,
Mary brought Kara to the edge and then pushed
her over it.
	Aware that there was no one else to hear
her within or beyond the Fortress walls, Supergirl
heralded her orgasm with an ice-shattering cry.
The sound of which was a pleasing melody to
Mary's ears.

	Still floating over the bed, Kara shifted her
body in order to kiss Mary in appreciation of her
gift.  The Earthborn woman's lips were covered
with the taste of the Kryptonian's climax, filling
Kara with the desire to sample her own as soon as
possible.
	Mary let Kara's arms embrace her for a
few long moments, enjoying the strength and
warmth of her flesh.  Then she stretched out
across the bed on her stomach, looking back over
her shoulder and smilingly invited Kara to join
her.
	Before doing so, Supergirl took a moment
to appreciate the woman spread so invitingly
before her.  Surprised that she hadn't noticed it
before, her gaze stopped at a small tattoo on
Mary's left buttock.  About two inches in length, it
was a representation of the golden thunderbolt
that gave her the powers of the gods.
	"Nice touch," Supergirl said as she sat
next to Mary and gently ran her hand across her
smooth cheeks, outlining the lightning with an
outstretched finger.
	"I like it," Mary grinned.  "and I liked it
even more when my brother saw it and had a fit
about it."
	"Your brother saw this?" Kara asked,
wondering out loud under what circumstances a
straightlace like Captain Marvel would've seen
his sister's naked ass.
	"Take that evil smile off your face," Mary
laughed back.  "It was nothing so interesting as
having him get a look at me in all my glory. As
you've noticed, I rarely wear panties and as I'm
sure you've discovered on your own, thermal
updrafts can be hazardous to keeping a skirt in
place."
	The image of Mary's skirt pitching upward
in mid-flight appeared in Kara's mind.  The
amount of times that had happened to her was
one of the reasons she always wore panties.  The
last thing she ever wanted to see with her morning
coffee was a photograph of a bottomless Supergirl
on the early morning news.  Evidently, Mary
Marvel didn't share that concern.
	Moving her hand down from the tattoo to
between Mary's cheeks, Kara had to envy the freer
spirited girl.  Since no needle could ever penetrate
her skin, a tattoo like that was out of the question
for Supergirl.  She could've worn a temporary
one, but it wouldn't be the same.
	Even the fact that Mary was shaven bare
brought a tinge of regret from the older girl.  In
theory, Kara could burn off the hairs on her body
with a combination of her heat vision and some
specially designed reflectors.  Yet with all the
trouble it took for her to trim the hair on other
parts of her body, it never seemed worth the
trouble.  Maybe on another day, she might have to
reconsider that.

	Now it was Mary's turn to float in the air
as Kara lifted her legs up off the bed and spread
them to gain access to the magical pearl between.
Mary had no objection at all in being lifted this
way because like her counterpart, she had long
ago learned there was a certain added intensity to
an orgasm if you had it while in a gravity reduced state.
	Unfortunately, in her case, most of those
experiences in what she'd heard other flying
heroines call Zooming had been solitary ones.
Only one of her previous experiences had been in
her Mary Marvel guise, and that had been a
solitary encounter with Bullet Girl, another
Fawcett City Heroine.
	As Mary felt the first touch of Supergirl's
tongue on her clit, she was pleased to discover
that Kara too preferred to make love as a normally
as possible, using their flying abilities being the
one main exception.  Sure, she could've assaulted
Mary's womanhood at a speed too fast for the eye
to follow, but that sort of thing gets old real fast.
There was something to be said for the old fashioned
way.
	Kara began slowly enough, taking her time
to explore the depths of the bare pussy spread
open above her.  In no time at all, she had
identified all the most sensitive spots.  Soft lips, a
nimble tongue and the most gentle of breaths
caressed Mary's skin, producing an erotic tingle
that grew with each heartbeat.
	Mary closed her eyes and let her mind drift
to the place Kara's careful ministrations were
taking her.  She hadn't noticed at first that Kara
had defied gravity as well and was floating just
beneath her. That changed as she felt a gentle
touch on her midsection as, without breaking
contact with her clitoris, they changed places and
now Kara was on top.
	The pulse of the long haired blonde's
tongue grew in intensity as she proved that while
she didn't share Mary's exclusive choice of women
as lovers, she'd had enough of them in her own life
to have acquired a considerable talent of her own.
	Mary's heart raced as she felt her own
climax building.  The temptation to reach out and
again partake of Kara's charms was considerable,
but she found the strength to resist it.  There
would be time enough for that again later.  Better
now to just relax and let the clouds of Elysium
wash over her.

	Mary Marvel's vocal reaction to the
orgasm Supergirl produced was quite mild
compared to that of Kara's, but the orgasm itself
was just as intense.  It was all she could do not to
give out a scream that would've brought down the
ceiling.  So few were the times she had climaxed
while wearing the mantle of the World's Mightiest
Girl, that Mary was almost afraid she would lose
control when she did.
	Two heartbeats later she no longer cared
as the rush of a second orgasm so close behind the
first as to be almost indistinguishable ripped
through her.  Never in her life had she ever had a
double orgasm.
	"Shazam!" she cried out, realizing too late
the consequences of her outburst.
	The flash of lightning and the sound of
thunder that resonated through the vast fortress
were instantaneous, as was the change within her.
	With the tremors of her orgasm still
reverberating through her body, Mary didn't
immediately realize that she was no longer flying.
That she was instead, now falling.
	Supergirl, however, did immediately
understand the significance of the sudden
pyrotechnic display, even if she had been too
involved in enjoying Mary's climax to have heard
her ill-advised outcry.  She could've simply
grabbed the now falling body without too much
effort, but instead pivoted below the now
transformed Mary Bromfield and landed on the
bed a second before Mary did.
	"I always wanted to have a beautiful,
helpless and naked woman drop out of the sky and
into my arms," Kara quipped as the now mortal
girl fell into her outstretched hands.
	Realizing what had happened, Mary felt a
flush of embarrassment at her faux pas.  Years of
practice in not saying that one word had gone out
the window in one brief moment.  But then again,
what a moment it had been.
	"Just you let me say my magic word
again," Mary laughed as she made an effort to
playfully push her way out of Kara's embrace, only
to find that her mortal strength was far too limited
to the task.  "Then I'll show you helpless!" she
added in mock anger.  "Sha..."
	"Before you do," Kara said as she pressed
her index finger against Mary's lips, forestalling
her completion of the old Wizard's name.  "I want
to say a magic word of my own."
	Curious, Mary didn't complete her invocation,
but instead turned and saw the intensity reflected in
Kara's rich blue eyes.
	"I love you," the woman born under a
distant star said softly.
	"Shazam!" the heir to a millennium old
magic slowly replied in a breathless and surprised
voice.
	For what wouldn't be the only time that
night, lightning struck once more.

The End


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