End: Lois Lane

The name came out before Lois could think to lie. She smiled to cover up her shock at this sudden, instinctive effort, so out of character for her. It wasn't as if Lois Lane had never been undercover before, and yet she had just given her real name to this random functional hermaphrodite as though she was being introduced to a potential date.

"Like the reporter at the Daily Planet?" Angelica said with a smile, and extended one hand. Lois continued to smile as she took it. A warm grasp, a sudden tight squeeze, and then a release that let the heat linger in her palm.

"That's me," Lois said, with an odd sinking sensation in her stomach, as if she was digging a hole that she couldn't get out of soon.

They spoke. Angelica had many questions, Lois found herself answering them. Each time, what she said was the truth, to the best of her knowledge. Maria hung around, spoke little, but smiled a great deal. She ordered drinks, first wine, and then champagne. The more Lois talked, the thirstier she got...and something about Angelica Blaze kept her talking. About herself. About why she had come here. About everything. Until Lois Lane could not resist her own curiosity and asked her own question.

"Is it true you have both?" Lois asked. "A penis and a vagina?"

"A cock and a pussy," Blaze said, with that damnable Mona Lisa smile. "Do you want to see for yourself?"

Lois Lane gulped. A little dizzy. Cheeks flushed. Nipples hard. Pussy wet. Maria grabbed her wrist, a wicked grin on her face.

"Yes," Lois Lane said, honestly.

There were private rooms. Queen-sized beds. A private shower and toilet. Lois felt self-conscious as she slipped out of her heels and jacket. Blaze undid her top, to free those small breasts. Lois found herself drawn to the puffy pink nipples, so big and soft.

Then Maria helped pull the reporter's shirt over her head. She paused, just as the upfllung shirt covered the reporter's eyes, entangled her arms. That was when Blaze struck.

Lois froze as the hot lips pressed against hers. As the hot tongue slithered, just past her teeth. Her cheeks burned as Maria kissed the side of her neck, pulled the shirt free...and then Lois Lane's arms were free, and she tugged at Blaze's sarong, so that it fell away from her waist.

On the bed, Angelica Blaze spread her legs. With one hands she lifted her balls out of the wall, so that the reporter could see the shaven slit underneath them, that ran right down to the dark divot of her asshole.

"You do have both," Lois mumbled to herself, as Maria pulled her pants down. The musky smell, a mingled locker room reek, male and female, struck Lois like a hot wind from hell. Her mouth suddenly watered. The air on her bare ass was cold as Maria tugged off the tight red pants, and the panties beneath them.

Lois buried her face in that crux between feminine and masculine. Felt those hot balls press against her eyes as her tongue found that wet, tangy slit, as much by touch and taste as anything else. With her legs free, Lois felt Maria position herself between the reporter's legs. A hot tongue lashed at her pussy in one long, slow lick from the bottom to the clit.

She was a little drunk. Yet Lois heard her own moans along with Angelica's felt her body quiver with excitement. Shook with terrible excitement and then Blaze said the words that sent an electric shock down the reporter's spine.

"I have to fuck you."

If Lois Lane wasn't drunk with lust and ****, now would have been when she asked about condoms. She hardly even knew Angelica and Maria. Hadn't planned to have sex tonight.

Yet here she was, as she threaded her legs together with Maria's. The two women brought their pussies together, as if to scissor...but Blaze's magnificent cock rose between them. Their labia touched it. So hot. So hard. Together, Lois and Maria began to move. Their slick slits slid up the shaft, until the rubbery glans was hidden...and then back down, so the cock emerged like some ancient pillar revealed by the receding tide.

Up and down. The heat and anticipation built inside of Lois, and she was dappled with sweat, hypnotized by the rhythm. Her body shook as the pleasure built and built inside of her, and then she saw Maria reach forward to diddle her clit at the same time...and Lois followed suit. The reporter balanced herself on her heels and the palm of her left hand as she rubbed her sensitive swollen nub and humped the swollen shaft.

Blaze began to grunt as the two women that rubbed her cock with their cunnies sped toward their own climaxes. Her nose twitched, lips peeled back, and for a moment Lois was reminded of a wolf, or one of the gargoyles on Notre Dame in Paris...and then, in a surprise to herself, Lois Lane went over the edge.

As her eyes rolled back in her skull, the half-**** reporter's body moved on its own. Her fingers were a blur on her clit, her bare cunt humped the cock with relentless need as the convulsive wave of pleasure ripped through her. Lois was just about to collapse when Maria's own cry ripped the night, and Lois **** herself to keep moving, so as not to break the rhythm.

Hot drops rained on the reporter's abdomen and dappled her black pubic hair. She panted and opened her eyes to see that Blaze had begun to cum as well. Hot spurts fountained up from the tip of that cock, so swollen and purple it looked ready to explode, and ran in rivulets down the length of the shaft, even as the reporter's unprotected cunt slid against it.

The collapse came swiftly. Suddenly sleepy, Lois lay back, and closed her eyes. Perhaps there was more that happened during her night out, but Lois would not remember it in the morning. Her last vivid memory was the cock as it **** out the last dribble of jizz...

Later on, awake and sober, as Lois pieced together what happened that night, she realized how sidetracked she had been. That she had failed in her mission. Failed even to figure out who was behind the weird superhero brothel, and why. Obviously, more research was needed. In depth research. Really penetrating stuff.

Fortunately, Angelica Blaze had left a card with her phone number.