End: Lois Lets Blaze Give Her An Orgasm

This is okay, Lois Lane told herself. Two consenting adults, no risk of pregnancy. Perfectly normal.

Or as normal as it could be, when the Daily Planet's greatest reporter was bent over and bound on a breeding bench as a naked dickgirl rubbed Lois's bare cunt. If Superman could only see her now...but the reporter pushed the thought out of her head. After months of effective abstinence, she needed this release.

"You need this, don't you Lois?" Angelica said. The dickgirl was rubbing the reporter's pussy with her right hand, while the left squeezed each of Lois's ass cheeks in turn. "You're dripping wet back here. I don't think I've seen anyone this wet. Even our breeding bitches all needed lube."

As if to emphasize her point, Blaze pressed two fingers into the reporter's tight, hot hole. Lois shuddered at the sudden penetration. How long had it been since she had someone else's fingers inside of her? Too long. Far too long. Lois found herself shift against her bonds in an effort to get the fingers in a little deeper, to rub against those spots inside of her.

"Yes," Lois admit it. "I do need it...it's been...far too long..."

Both hands were at her pussy now. Two fingers inside of her. Spreading the reporter's labia open. Hot breath blowing against her innermost parts.

"Do you mind if I take a taste?"

The reporter swallowed. She had never been with a woman...or a dickgirl, for that matter...but her heart thumped inside her chest, and if she were free she had little doubt but that she would already be striving to push her pussy against those lips.

"Okay," Lois said.

"Don't worry," Blaze stretched the reporter's labia apart even further. "It's not like I can impregnate you with my tongue, can I?"

Whatever reply Lois Lane was about to give was cut off as the dickgirl pressed her face into the dripping twat before her. Lois moaned, long and deep and hard as the tongue ran from her clit, over her urethra, and then delved into her soaking tunnel, slurping noisily as Angelica sucked on the reporter's juices, her tongue rimming the tight little hole around and around.

Heat upon heat built up inside the reporter's cunt as the tongue licked, probed, scraped sometimes softly, sometimes hard. Lois let herself get lost in the endless, eager cuntlicking, her body shivered and her toes curled. She sucked in hot, dry air, her breasts pressed hard against the padded bench, the nipples hard as rocks...and the reporter gave tongue to her desire.

"Right there, right there! Oh fuck yes yes yes lick my cunt you dyke dickgirl breeding bull bitch..."

The words ran out of her mouth faster and faster, making no sense, an endless torrent of sexual excitement. Blaze's nose was pressing into the reporter's taint, her tongue lapped deep and was attacking the reporter's G-spot directly, and Lois could feel the climax rising...so close that silver sparks danced in front of her eyes, and Lois knew if the dickgirl's mouth left her hot cleft right now she would go mad.

Instead, she went over the edge.

Lois squealed like a dog's favorite squeaky toy suffering its final ****. Her cunt splashed, drenching Angelica's chin in her juices. The reporter's eyes rolled back in her head and her entire body vibrated with intensity as her thighs clamped tight and her pussy spasmed uncontrollably...and it continued on, as Angelica rubbed the reporter's clit with her right hand, and her lips began to motorboat the plump pussy she had buried her face in.

The night was far from over...and Blaze had only begun her task. By the dawn, Lois Lane would lose count of her orgasms...would stagger out of the empty club on weak legs, her mission for the night completely forgotten...and she would gratefully accept the invitation to return some other night.

The dickgirl was content. Oh, Angelica Blaze would have been happy to have impregnated Lois that very night, but a smart devil plays the long game...and she knew it would be worth the effort to get Lois to beg for her cock...

"Perhaps," Blaze said to no one in particular. "On Lois Lane's next night out."