Chapter 16 by Zeebop

Where Does Lois End Up?

Dropped In Someone's Lap

Hands held Lois up as the music blared, deafeningly loud. Hands that groped and grabbed, pulled and prodded. The topless reporter felt her pants begin to go, and though she reached down to try and hold them up, it was a losing struggle. She was being carried along on the crowd, her ass hanging out, when someone pulled at and snapped her thong. For a brief moment, Lois Lane felt her bare pussy exposed to the world, and flashes of the worst happened to her.

Then the hands disappeared.

She had surfed to the edge of the crowd, and a sudden ruckus at the front meant that too many people had let go at once. Lois Lane felt herself falling backwards, collapsing onto the last warm body that had been holding her up, who in turn fell onto the floor.

With a surprised grunt, Lois felt the sudden violation as she landed cunt-first in someone's lap...and they weren't wearing pants either.

The crowd surged around them, people from across the bar rushing forward to join the crush, and soon Lois was holding her arms around her head, trying to fend off knees and elbows, and whoever's cock was inside of her, knocked to their ass by the impact, kept trying to stand up, but the combination of Lois Lane's weight, the crowd, and the awkward meant they kept falling backwards. So the dick, still embedded hilt-deep in the reporter's pussy was moving and as Lois sat there, just trying to protect herself, she realized that it felt...kind of nice actually.

The reporter opened her eyes and stared between her knees. Hairless, slim, muscular legs, like those of a woman, covered in ripped panty hose. The cock emerged from a pair of black lace panties which had been custom-made with a crotch-hole just for the thick prick that was buried in Lois Lane's muff. Pounding boots and sneakers were treading on her partner's feet, preventing her from getting any kind sound footing.

With a lurch, Lois felt the abs beneath her ass flex, and then breasts—larger than her own—pressed against the reporter's back. A hand pushed Lois Lane's black hair aside, and an unfamiliar voice shouted something into her ear. But the noise of the band and the crowd was such that there was no way for Lois to make it out.