End: Lois Lane Is Worth More Than Supervillainy

"You think you can keep me out of trouble?" The dickgirl asked.

Lois let her mouth slide over the head of the cock before answering. In truth, although she didn't think much about it, she rather liked the feel of the Blaze's cock in her mouth. She could feel a familiar itch in her pussy too. What was it about this dickgirl that made her feel so...wild?

Because she wants me, Lois realized. And...because I want her.

The reporter took her mouth off the dick with a wet pop.

"I think I can offer you something worth more than supervillainy," the reporter said. "Something you can have as much as you want...as long as you stay on the right side of the law."

Lois Lane stood up and turned around. Breathless the demonic dickgirl watched her ass descend...and the reporter reached between her legs to line the spittle-slick tip of the cock up with her asshole.

"That's...a powerful incentive," Angelica Blaze croaked as Lois slowly sat on her erection.

"Hmm," the reporter said in reply, all of her attention focused on the cock that felt like it was splitting her ass in two. Her heart hammered in her chest, nervous and excited all at once. A part of her had thought that she would never do this for anyone...but if it kept Blaze from using her powers for evil...if it kept her at Lois Lane's side and in her bed...then her ass was a small sacrifice for the greater good.

Or that's what she told herself.

"Fuck you're big," Lois gasped.

"Go slow! It's not a race." Angelica said, her smooth hands gently massaging the reporter's butt. "You've done this before, right?"

"N-no," Lois admitted. "You're my first. I was...I was saving myself for...y'know. The one."

If it was possible, the cock inside of Lois Lane seemed to grow even stiffer. She slid her hand down to fondle those balls. Smooth and silky, warm and heavy in her hand. A part of her wondered if she was holding the future in her hands. Years of cum-soaked days and nights, a carnal schedule marked off by blowjobs and tit-fucks, anal sex and pussy pummelings that would leave her leaking cum, knocked up and knocked out, falling asleep with a river of jizz flowing out of her well-used cunt, only to wake up the next day to do it all again...

Lois Lane let out a moan that the whole bar could hear as she slid her ass down that long, hard cock.

All mine.

"Angie," she asked, wanting to hear it. "Tell me. I want to hear you say it. Is this ass worth more than being a supervillain?"

"This ass," Blaze said, giving it a squeeze. Her left hand slid around and over the reporter's hip, fingers sliding down the valley to squeeze the reporter's cunt. "And this pussy."

Her hand slid up, over the reporter's shirt to crush Lois Lane's left breast.

"These tits."

The hand didn't stop, moving up, pausing briefly to grasp the reporter's throat before the fingers crawled over the chin. Two fingers stuck between the reporter's lips, and Lois immediately began to suck on them, tasting her own pussy-juices.

"This mouth."

Then the dickgirl's left hand slid around to sit on the reporter's bare stomach.

"And this baby."

Lois Lane groaned as her ass sank into Angelica Blaze's lap. The cock pierced her like a spear, the hard length of it deep inside.

"You're worth not being evil for," the devil's lips pressed against the side of Lois Lane's neck.

That was not how their story ended, with Lois grinding her ass into her lover's cock, lost in their own little world. But it was the end of the beginning.