...Do You Want To?

"It's different, being with a woman," Angelica Blaze said. "No cocks involved. All men tend to think about is penetration. But women...we know better, don't we?"

The young woman's right hand ran roughly up the cleft of Lois Lane's ass, and began to knead the muscles of her lower back.

"Women know that the entire body can be an erogenous zone. Oh, they'll love your pussy all right...can't wait to see how you taste...but they'll also love every part of you. Suck on your toes and run their hands over your belly, your breasts...lick the delicate folds of your ears..."

The reporter could not stop herself from imagining Blaze doing those things to her. Even though the hands were still merely groping, squeezing and massaging her muscles, the reporter could feel the fire being lit in her belly, the slit between her legs moist and ready. Lois Lane had never seen herself as gay...or even bi...but faced with the opportunity, all alone, two consensual adults...maybe...

"Of course, there would have to be a little quid pro quo," Blaze whispered in the reporter's ear. The young woman was practically laying down on top of the reporter now, the curly pubic hair of her cunt pressing into the small of the reporter's back, the points of her hard little nipples sticking slightly to Lois Lane's sweaty shoulder blades. "It's not enough to be explored, you'd have to do a little exploring of your own. Find out what makes me feel good. Maybe start off with something...small. Like a kiss. Just a kiss. You've been kissed before, haven't you Lois?"

"Yes," Lois admitted, the breath feeling hot in her mouth, chest burning a little.

"Well maybe it's time again," Angelica lifted Lois Lane's hair to one side...and curled her hand around the reporter's jaw, drawing Lois' face up even as she lowered her own. Their lips met like that, Lois at first hesitant, Angelica confident but not demanding. No, not at first. She was just there, tongue teasing, one hot breath shared between the two women. One hand slid down and Lois could feel it pinned between her body and the rocky floor, waggling in, groping at her tit...and the reporter knew that it was far past the time for denials.