End: Maria Tells Lois Everything

The young woman's lower lip quivered. There were tears in her eyes.

"I...I was just an escort, okay? They said I fit the profile. If I'd fuck you, I'd get pregnant, and then it would be a standard surrogacy, just with a lot more money. I've been on fertility **** for weeks...the women, they're all agents. They disappeared because he knew you'd investigate. Said something about our bio-rhythms being synced...optimal conditions..."

"Who?" Lois pressed, her fingers squirming deeper into the young woman's ass. Maria's pussy was squeezing the reporter's cock so hard that Lois was about to explode.

If this doesn't end soon, Lois thought, I'm going to have to explain to the kid how he has two mommies.

"Lex Luthor," Maria whispered.

Lois could have slapped herself in the forehead. Red kryptonite, mad scientist, sneaky shenanigans...of course it was Lex Luthor.

"Alright," Lois said. "We have to get out of here, now. If he hasn't already...ugh!" Lois grunted hard as her control slipped. Hot jizz spurted deep into Maria's pussy.

"Did you just cum in me!?" Maria said, eyes wide.

"Just a little," Lois said as she pulled her fingers out of Maria's pussy.

"I could get pregnant!" Maria said, as she squirmed around. Lois Lane grimaced, but it was too late. The reporter could feel her cock bursting inside of that tight, hot pussy, the sperm determined to get out. She found herself face-to-face with Maria, her hands gripping those thick, squishy buttocks.

"That was always your plan, wasn't it?" Lois said. With a lurch the reporter **** herself to her feet, even though it meant lifting the naked surrogate too.

"When I was getting paid!" Maria hissed. "If Mr. Luthor finds out I told on him, he won't pay anything! How am I supposed to raise a baby on my own!"

Lois Lane sighed as she staggered toward where she remembered her clothes to be. She could feel her cum starting to drip out of Maria's pussy.

"Look," Lois said. "If you are pregnant...I'll help you pay for the abortion. Or the baby. Whatever you choose. Just...let's get out of here..."

Lex Luthor watched on screen as woman and dickgirl dressed quickly. The cameras in the club captured them leave by a side door, and catch a cab...one owned by one of LexCorp's subsidiaries. It tracked them headed for Lois Lane's apartment.

"Too bad, sir," Mercy Graves observed. "I mean, the retrovirus, the red kryptonite, it all worked. If Maria hadn't told her..."

Luthor looked at Mercy and smiled. "And what proof does Lois Lane have? One witness, whom she has an intimate relationship with, who cannot produce a single scrap of documentation? By the time the reporter's article is written and submitted, this location will be cleaned. The missing women never existed in the first place. The retrovirus will be flushed from her system, leaving Lane with an anatomic anomaly...and a pregnant leech who will demand child support and attention, eroding her effectiveness as a reporter."

Mercy's jaw dropped. "Then...you knew Maria would flip on you?"

"Her psychological profile made it almost a certainty. It's why we kept her at arm's reach this entire time," Lex Luthor said. "True, if Maria could have completed her original stated mission, we would have secured better test data. But I consider this experiment a qualified success. Now, let's move. I want no trace of LexCorp left for anyone to find..."

In Lois Lane's apartment, Maria looked around with interest. The reporter had taken off her heels and was seated at the kitchen table, laptop open, already composing the story. She didn't have enough to nail Luthor to the wall yet, but she had a witness, and...

The reporter felt hands fumble at her pants. She stared down to see that Maria was on all fours under the table, pulling the dickgirl reporter's cock out.

"What are you doing?" Lois asked.

"Blowjob," Maria said, frowning at the cum-stained cock. Lois hadn't had time to wipe it off after dragging it out of the younger woman's snatch.

"May I ask why?" Lois said.

"I'm still horny. I didn't get off. So I want you hard so you can fuck me again."

Lois closed her eyes. "Maria, I'm trying to work. I need your help here. If you need to get off, you can borrow my vibrator, just..."

"Ughm," Maria grunted as her mouth engulfed the soft prick.

Lois Lane squeezed her eyes tight as the young woman's tongue slithered around her glans. Something told her that even though her night out was over, her night in was going to be long, hard...and probably very, very fruitful, even if she didn't get any work done.