Ask For Permission

Lois bit her lip, feeling the weird penis-tongue move inside her, grinding against all the right spots in a way she had never experienced before. She could feel her climax starting to build as Angelica Blaze lavished her attentions on the reporter, the reporter's thighs quivering beneath the bartender's hands to keep Lois spread wide open.

Then, right in the middle of it, there was a nagging sensation, like Lois had forgotten something. The reporter closed her eyes, trying to focus on the squirming meat that was filling her up deeper than any cock had ever gone...but all she could picture was Angelica's eyes looking up at her and the thought of the strange shemale who was tongue-fucking her was all it took...

Hello Lois. The words came into the reporter's mind in Blaze's voice. Are you having fun? You look like you're having fun.

Lois opened her eyes, blinked. She stared down at the woman whose face was buried in the reporter's crotch. Angelica gave her a long, slow wink.

I thought we should talk, but my mouth is a little...preoccupied. The voice rang in Lois' head.

Telepathy, of course. Lois had run across super-people that could do that. A little disconcerting, but as something rough wrapped around the reporter's clit, any complaints she might have had died without expression. Gathering her thoughts together, the panting reporter tried to "project" a thought at her strange lover.

Can you hear me? Lois asked silently. She waited for the response, a turmoil of emotion, toes curling...

Loud and clear. You taste wonderful, by the way. There was a slurping sound, and Lois could feel a bit of suction on her pussy, different from before. She stuffed a knuckle into her hand and bit down to keep from screaming.

That feels...amazing. Lois broadcast back. Please don't stop...I'm so close...I wish there was something I could do for you...

The cock-tipped dick started to spin inside Lois, thrashing against her vaginal walls, alternately inflating and deflating...it was like nothing she had ever experienced.

There is. Blaze's thought burned into Lois' mind, giving overtones of eagerness, horniness, desperation. I want to cum in you. Fill you up. Can I? I swear...you've never felt anything like it before.

Alien emotions and images flit through Lois' mind. She could feel the bizarre penis-tongue appendage plowing through her pussy, as if it was her own. See her own sweat-stained face as she bit down on a knuckle, perfect white teeth almost breaking the flesh, using pain to distract from her coming orgasm...and there were other things. Lois could barely make sense of them, a jumble of images, thoughts...something like hope, desire, and lust tinged them...a naked Lois with a rounded stomach, Angelica's cheek resting against the taut flesh...Lois bent over, the baby crowning, pussy being spread apart...Lois on her knees, holding the baby, as Angelica's cock slid out of her freshly-abused pussy in gentle strokes as the shemale prepared to pump another load into her....

The reporter shuddered, shutting the strange thoughts out of her mind. Were those visions of the future, or just perverted figments of Blaze's imagination? She asked herself quietly, hoping that her lover couldn't hear...and then she looked down at those big brown eyes, dark and flashing, churning away at Lois' cunt, waiting for an answer.