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Chapter 9 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Does Lois Do?

Creampie for Lana

The red-head lay panting on the floor of the bathroom stall. Lois swiveled around, so her bare cunt brushed against Lana's face, and knelt between Lana's legs. She held the full condom in her right hand, and with her left she gently slid a finger up Lana's lower lips. The red-head was dripping, and despite having just cum, was responsive, moaning softly as Lois worked her finger in and out of her soaking pussy.

The red-head got the wrong idea, and began nuzzling Lois' pussy. The reporter didn't mind the attention, but she had other plans.

"You did a good job, Smallville." Lois said, as she held up the condom. The white load bulged obscenely in the clear balloon. "Now I think it's time for your prize."

"Wha?" Lana said, and tried to sit up, but Lois **** her hips down, so that she was almost squatting on the red-head's chest, pinning her to the floor.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" Lois watched the lips spread as she slipped another finger in, the raw pink membrane stretching around her digits. She began to work them slowly in and out. "I'm going to put it in you, Lana. I'm going to make sure you get seeded good and proper."

"Lois—no!" Lana half-screeched, half-moaned as the reporter sped up her thrusting fingers. "I can't...I can't! Lois, I could get pregnant."

"That's the idea," Lois said as she knelt down and flicked her tongue over Lana's clit. "That's what they teach you for sex ed in Kansas, isn't it? Sex is for making babies."

Lana moaned deep, and tried hard to buck. It was a rocky couple of moments, as Lois kept a tight grasp on the lid of the condom, careful not to lose any of the precious cargo. Granted, whatever spermicide was already in the rubber had probably already done its job, but she liked to play...and Lana needed the lesson.

Lois carefully withdrew her fingers, and carefully let a gob of spit drool onto them.

"I'm going to let just a little bit into you now, Lana," she said. "Just a drop." She slid the warm saliva-slick fingers her the red-head's box. The reporter could feel the inner walls clamp around her fingers, bone-crushingly tight.

"It's in you, Smallville." Lois lied. "How many sperm in a drop of cum? Swimming around inside your snatch. Making their way to your womb. Are you on the pill? No, probably not. When was your last period? Think hard now."

"No..." Lana practically sobbed...but Lois heard her breath heavier, felt the muscles in her cunt start to flex and relax around her fingers.

"In for a penny already, Lana. Might as well in for a pound. You want to feel the rest?" Lois started moving her fingers in and out again. "Just for tonight. Just this once. To really feel what it is to be creamed. Aren't you dying to know what it's like?" Lois' thumb began to circle the other woman's clit as her fingers plunged in and out, in and out...

"Yes." Lana said softly. "Just...do it. Before I change my mind."

Lois withdrew her fingers—just to the edge of that pretty pink pussy, the soft lips spread wide by her fingers. With great care, working one-handed, she fit the open head of the condom to the beginning of Lana's tunnel.

"Can you feel it, Smallville?" She said.

"I feel...something. It's weird."

"That's because the opening of the condom is plugging your hole." The reporter said. Holding the tip of the condom with thumb and forefinger, Lois tilted it up...and the liquid contents began to descend. Lois let go of Lana's pussy, and brought her now free hand up to the condom she was holding.

"It's sliding down, Lana." Lois described. "But it's thick. I'm going to help it along. Like squeezing toothpaste out of a tube." Using two fingers, Lois squeezed the condom from the tip in a downward stroke toward Lana's vagina. "It's going in," she said...and there was a welcome squirt of goo as the condom emptied most of its contents into the red-head's moist channel.

Lois flicked the now empty condom away. Smiled down at the slightly gaping lips, with just the hint of dull grey cum.

"There's only one last thing left," the reporter said, as she moved her fingers back down to those lips. "And that's to make sure it goes in deep."

Lois plunged her fingers into Lana's pussy, pushing the cum in as deep as she could. And Lana spasmed beneath her, pussy grasping and sucking her fingers in deeper, like she was milking a hard cock, like a heifer trying to be bred.

What Now for Lana & Lois?

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