End: Blaze Decides It Doesn't Count

There are far too few perfect moments in any life, even one as strange and varied as Lois Lane's. That first taste of chocolate. The thrill when they had said her name at the Pulitzer's. Her mother showing Lois her baby sister for the first time.

Now she had a new one. The first time a really big cock slid balls deep inside of her ass. It wasn't like having her pussy fucked at all, though the reporter could feel the little stimulation of the fat dick through the thin wall separating vagina and anus. It was just so different...so profoundly taboo...her little asshole stretching around that dick, which seemed to spear her deep inside. Angelica clung to her like a drowning woman, her movements slow, **** not to hurt Lois, so that the reporter had to coax her to go a little faster...a little harder...and then Blaze's hand started to stroke the reporter's clit as she slid the cock in and out of the reporter's ass.

The demonic dickgirl kissed Lois Lane's face as the reporter moaned, giving herself entirely into Blaze's care. This was the moment of ultimate surrender, and the succubus knew that now, she should turn the tables, and reveal to Lois that she had lost...

Blaze hesitated. Lois twisted, her mouth open, tongue seeking her lover's. Their faces met together, teeth almost crashing into each other, Lois raising her arms to cradle Blaze's head.

After all, the demon thought to herself. Need anal sex count? Sure, it would mean that Lois 'wins'...the women go free. But on the other hand...it doesn't mean I have to return her memory.

The thought appealed to her almost as much as the tight squeeze of the reporter's ass cheeks. On the screen, the credits ended, and the menu appeared, waiting for another choice. Both of them ignored it.

Isn't it much more fun, to convince Lois to let me fuck her? I can spin out this deception for a while...wear down her resistance...let her invite me inside of her again and again...until in truth she gives herself to me freely, without any need for diabolic bargains. Certainly, that would be much sweeter than to reduce such a proud, beautiful woman to a mere **** for my lusts...a challenge to be won over and over again...

"Ha...ah....ah!...AH!" Lois shuddered, her body moving on its own against the **** on pussy and ass at once.

"Does that feel good?" Blaze asked.

"It...it feels...great!" Lois said.

"You feel great to me too," Blaze bit her lip. Her strokes were long and slow now, pulling out until only the tip of her cock remained within the reporter's asshole, then driving it back in...and she struggled, really struggled to control herself. She didn't want to hurt Lois...not yet...

"Can...can I ask you something?" Lois gasped.

"What's...that?" Blaze panted.

"I...I've never...never had anyone cum in my ass before," Lois admitted. "I...I want to feel that."

Angelica Blaze grinned. Even a demon could fall hard.

For a moment, Blaze abandoned restraint. She hugged Lois close and pushed in and out hard, her nuts slapping against the reporter's taint as she slammed the cock in fast and deep. The reporter's legs quivered as she was jackhammered on her side, her anus burning from the frenzied friction of their fucking...and just when Lois thought she could endure it no more, Blaze pushed in tight...and something exploded inside of the reporter. Like the first cleansing squirt of an enema, but hot...hot and so much of it, that she felt utterly filled...and then Blaze relaxed a little, her warm breath on the reporter's breath.

"Thank you," she said. "But now I have to ask you something."

"What's that?" The reporter said. She felt...good. Her ass was still burning, but sort of in a pleasant way. Lois hadn't cum, but then she rarely did with a partner. Later on, perhaps, she'd finish herself off, but for right now she was simply content to lay here in Blaze's arms, feeling the hot jizz in her asshole, all warm and gooey.

"Let me take you out on a proper date."

"Angelica Blaze," Lois said. "Have you just cum in my ass and are already trying to get in my pants again?"

"You bet," Blaze said, and Lois couldn't see the dickgirl's smile, only feel the little shiver as the demon squeezed one last drop of cum into her ass.

Lois Lane would not remember most of her night out...and chalked that up to the roofie that Angelica had said someone had slipped her. Yet she would remember how that night ended for the rest of her life.