End: Lois Rides Her Hard To The End

Lois Lane slammed her ass down, biting her lip as the demon's dick split her pussy apart. The reporter had her eyes closed, hands planted on Blaze's abs, moving her hips, sliding her pussy on and off the panty-wrapped dick.

I could get used to this, Lois told herself, studiously ignoring the life-support system for the cock that tore at the carpet beneath her. Come home from a long day at work, pop a cold beer, tie up her dick and just ride until I feel better.

Cowgirl was definitely the reporter's favorite position. Not the best for conception, but it gave her a feeling of control. She liked the burn in her thighs as she lifted herself up, how gravity helped her as she dropped back down. How fucking fat the cock felt sliding in and out of her cunt, the swollen meat throbbing intensely as the trapped blood made the erection harder than normal.

Lois took her time, letting her body build up. It was so rare for her to have an actual orgasm, but she could feel it getting close now. The sense of the barely-contained power between her thighs, the demon dickgirl at her mercy, those claws scraping now against concrete... She just needed a little more.

"Suck on my titties," the reporter ordered, breathlessly.

She didn't have to tell Blaze twice.

Sitting up suddenly, Lois felt lips wrap around her left nipple, teeth biting lightly into the areola, a hard suction on the hard pink nip. Blaze sucked as though the antidote was in it, tongue playing at the trapped bit of flesh, causing Lois to moan hard. The excitement was building in her and she switched to grinding hard against the demon, the whole length of that cock trapped inside of her.

So close...

There was a sound of silk ripping, and then something hot and wet spurted inside of Lois, sending her over the edge. Her pussy clamped tight in her first-ever simultaneous orgasm, the demon's black seed rushing upwards to her waiting womb. Lois shuddered, cunt muscles instinctively milking the demonic dickgirl.

They collapsed together, Lois on top. The cock slowly deflated, but stayed lodged inside her pussy for a long time as they enjoyed the afterglow.

Lois Lane closed her eyes for a moment, imagining the little black sperm headed for her eggs. She had meant it when she had talked about getting pregnant. Now that the first blush of sex-hormones were being flushed out of her system, she could think more clearly.

Next time, I definitely need to make her wear a condom.

"...thank you." Blaze said, after she got her breath back.

"Thank me later," Lois circled one of the demon's dark nipples with her finger. "That was just lesson number one. We really need to work on your stamina."

The demon reached down and gave the reporter's ass a squeeze.

"I shall enjoy that."

"Damn right you will." Lois mumbled.

The world right then seemed very far away. Somewhere, Superman fought aliens. Four women were released from captivity and began the first steps to reclaim their lives. Doctor Fate stared into the Orb of Nabu at woman and demon laying in each other's arms.

"And what this union portends, or whether it shall long last...even the Lords of Order and Chaos do now know," the sorcerer spoke, his voice echoing oddly in his helmet.

"Well, thanks for that mate," Constantine said, zipping his pants. "A bit out of my usual PornHub fix, but not bad for all that."

"John Constantine, I did not call you here for a masturbatory session," the helmeted sorcerer said gravely. "If the demon's seed bears fruit in her womb..."

"You can just say 'up the stick,' you sound like an arsehole when you go on like that," Constantine said as he lit a cigarette.

"...it will be our task to deal with child and mother." Dr. Fate finished. "The fate of the world is at stake."

"So we wait and watch," Constantine said. "And wank."