A Little Disappointed

Lois Lane sniffed. She didn't know why she felt this way. Her whole life right now was being a reporter, a career woman. It wasn't a good time to be pregnant...so why did she feel so...empty inside?

Then there was the whole thing with Superman. She didn't know what was going on there. Sometimes she hoped...maybe this rescue would be the time he'd take her back to his Fortress of Solitude. Or bend down and kiss her as he crushed her body against his. Or just rip off her panties and impale her on his hard, throbbing Kryptonian cock...

She sniffed again, and couldn't repress a smile. For all of her independence as a woman, Lois still had a bit of the old cavegirl in her when it came to romance. It wasn't that she liked dominant men, exactly, but she liked...forthrightness. People that knew what they wanted and were open and honest about it.

"Come here," Blaze said. "I've got something that'll make you feel better."

The reporter turned to where the demon lay on the bed. Her long red legs were spread wide, and her thick red cock was at half-mast, a clear sticky dribble oozing slowly from the slit as the demon stroked it.

Lois raised an eyebrow.

"You want me to suck your cock?"

"You want you to suck my cock," Blaze said, with a smile. "Search your feelings. You're feeling empty inside, aren't you? You need to work through your emotions. Nothing like a little one-on-one time to help you with that."

"That is...ridiculous," Lois said, as she shook her head.

Yet...she eyed the purple-headed monster that had dumped its load into her pussy. Four percent chance, from one creampie. Even now her cunt felt a little sore, in a good way. The reporter dropped a finger down to her slit. The cum was thick and gooey between her fingers. She rubbed it up and down her lips, and stared at the cock.

"Can you go again?" Lois found herself asking, not sure she wanted to know what the answer was.

"I've been known to go five times in a night," the demon said. She ran a crimson thumb over the crown of her dick, which seemed wilted compared to when it had been hard and angry, the head smaller and softer.

Four percent. From one creampie. If they did do it again...was that cumulative? Additive? Even if it was just once more, that was eight percent. Not great odds at all. And that was if Lois was ovulating, which she didn't know if she was.

The empty feeling grew in Lois. She eyed those big red balls. In her life, she had never shied away from anything. Did she really want to risk her life, her future? Did she really want to get knocked up?

She laid down on her stomach, upper body propped up on her elbows as she brought her face down to the half-erect demonic dick.

"This doesn't mean I'm going to fuck you again, okay?" She said, turning her big violet eyes on Blaze. "I'm just going to suck your dick for a while as I think."

The Mona Lisa smile flashed again. "Of course, Lois. Whatever you want."