End: Lois Lane Asks Blaze To Talk Dirty As She Stuffs Her Ass Full of Cum

"Can you..." Lois Lane hesitated. "Can you keep talking like that? It...gets me hot."

For a moment, Angelica Blaze's face went blank. Then a smile appeared on her face. Not that secret smile, that Mona Lisa half-smile, that bare curl of the lips. Her red lips peeled back to show white teeth, and the eyes almost seemed to sparkle.

"Of course, sweetmeat..." Blaze said.

The lubed-up tip of the baster teased the reporter's asshole. Naked, tied hand and foot spread-eagle on the bed while this strange woman she had just met tonight held a turkey baster full of semen so close to her pussy...Lois shivered, her nipples hard, butterflies in her stomach.

Blaze pushed the warm glass forward.

"You know, some women can get pregnant through their ass. It's a birth defect. A channel between the anus and the uterus. All their life, a woman has no clue about it, and maybe she takes it up the ass because she doesn't want to get pregnant, and one day she meets someone with a longer dick than usual...and it goes deep..."

Lois sucked in air as the warm, smooth glass suddenly pushed forward. Her asshole provided no resistance at all...but her colon was slightly curved while the baster was straight, so that the tip scraped against her sensitive insides. It was hot too...hot and smooth and Lois could feel every inch as her ass instinctively clamped down on it, unable to expel the intruder as it probed deeper and deeper...and then Lois suddenly couldn't breathe.

Because it felt like it was deeper inside of her than anything had gone before...and the sensation was one she had only ever experienced during gynecologist exams, when the doctor touched her cervix.

"Does that feel good?" Blaze's face drew close to the reporter's pussy. Her lips pressed gently against the labia. "Think about what it will feel like when your ass is flooded with hot, steaming cum. Such an unnatural pregnancy..."

Lois drew in a single, shuderring breath as Angelica's tongue gave a long, slow lick over the reporter's pussy. The baster shifted inside of her, moved back and forth, and every time that tip hit that spot inside of Lois that made her shake and shiver...or maybe it was just that Angelica's tongue sank now in between the reporter's pussy lips, into that hot cleft, and Lois began to lift her hips.

The baster sank infinitesimally deeper, and Lois cried out in pain.

Immediately, Angelica squeezed the bulb. Hot sperm burst forth inside of Lois, burning with heat, and in her sensitive anus it was like getting an enema with boiling water. Lois thrashed against her bonds and Blaze's lips sank onto the reporter's sensitive clit and sucked and sucked...and the scream Lois Lane gave, loud enough to wake the neighbors, was one of mingled pain and pleasure.

It was several minutes before Lois stopped shaking, and Angie pulled the baster from the reporter's ass to show how far she had emptied it. The woman smiled devilshly as she rubbed the reporter's stomach.

"Of course, there's no way to know if you're one of those women, with that anatomical irregularity...not for several weeks. When your period doesn't come, and you start to feel tired, nauseous, hungry, you gain weight no matter how much you try to watch your diet and exercise, and then your boobs are sore..."

Lois licked her lips. "Kryptonite. You've already inseminated me. I don't need more sweet talk.

Blaze gave that half-smile. She set the baster aside to untie the reporter's hands and feet.

"You know...I haven't done much for you. If you'd like I could...eat you out?" The reporter said when she was free. In truth, what she wanted to do was run to the toilet; she was clutching her anus tight to keep any of the cum from spilling out, but she didn't want to be a bad...hostess? Lover?"

Angelica smiled at her. "In truth, I am very tired tonight...and satisfied. In fact, I would like to do this with you again. Perhaps on your next night out?"

Lois smiled back. "It's a date."

It didn't take Angelica Blaze long to pack her things. Lois threw on a robe, still **** to get to the toilet...but she melted inside, just a little, as Angelica kissed her on her way out.

"This is not goodbye, Lois," Angelica said, her dark eyes full of promise. "Only farewell. We shall meet again."

With that, she walked through the door and was gone.

Lois Lane ended the night on the toilet, awash in the erotic memories of a night she would never forget...and if she hadn't found what she had set out for at the beginning of the night; if those missing women were still missing...well, Lois would just have to find them. That determination was why she was the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter.