Chapter 15 by Zeebop

Condom or Bareback?

Condom

Lois almost gave in. Almost. But a lifetime of safe sex wasn't about to be undone by a moment of lust-induced stupidity. Angelica, bless her heart, kissed Lois on the corner of the mouth and slunk off to her discarded trench coat.

The reporter enjoyed the sight of the dickgirl bending over, catching sight of her pussy nestled behind her balls. The breath caught in her throat, mind suddenly thinking of all the possibilities...fingers rubbing at her hard clit, wanting to be wet and ready when the prostitute came back.

Blaze turned around with a large flat black package in one hand. She tore it open with her teeth and carefully removed it.

"Did you want to put it on?" The escort asked, and Lois sat up on the bed, ushering her forward.

This is better, Lois thought as she lined up the deluxe-size condom with the purple tip of the fat cock, the little sperm reservoir hanging at the tip. With the "hat" on, the reporter began to unroll it on the stiff prick. Nice and safe. No glove no love.

Lois pinched the tip and held it, using her right hand to unroll the condom. This close, in her hands, she began to appreciate just how long and thick the cock was. Nothing inhuman, but definitely longer and thicker than any of her previous lovers. The reporter's pussy instinctively twitched, wondering if she could handle that monster.

"I'm surprised you're not in porn," Lois joked. "I don't think I've seen such a nice cock before."

"I prefer the personal touch," Angelica murmured. "The ability to connect with real women, not just actresses."

When the reporter's fingers brushed against the fat, hairless balls, she took her hands away to admire her handiwork.

The cock hovered there, hard as an iron bar, the black latex tight as a second skin. Lois could almost see the veins throbbing beneath the surface.

"Now then," Blaze said. "Am I properly dressed?"

"Oh yes," Lois blushed.

"Then bare your cunt," the escort growled. "And tell me how you want it."