End: They Cum At The Same Time

Blaze's cunt exploded. A hot geyser of pussy juice burst out her scarlet slit, her whole body contacted, pressing against the reporter's own slick form, her throat contracting around Lois Lane's cock as the dickgirl sprayed her seed straight down into the crimson devil's stomach. Lois pressed her face to the gushing cunt and slurped and drank, fingers pistoning in and out of Blaze's ass even as her hips vainly sought to cram her dick deeper into that whorish mouth.

It took them a few minutes to finally collapse, side by side, and disengage.

"I won," Blaze said confidently.

"Bullshit," Lois gulped for air. "I was drinking your nectar the exact same moment my prick pumped a protein shake down your gullet."

"Hmph," the demon grunted. "I guess we'll have to go again."

Weakly, the human woman raised her head. She licked her sticky lips, still able to taste the surprisingly sweet secretions. For some reason, she had thought demons would be bitter...but this was like lemonade. Or maybe one of those cold-brewed coffees, where the acidic bitterness became so tart that it became sweet again.

"We came together," Lois Lane's fingers crept down to find the demon's hand. Silently, the scarlet fingers clasped her own. "Again. What are the odds of that?"

"I...will admit..." Blaze said, her free hand resting on her stomach. "That you're better with a cock than I ever imagined. Few can make me cum once..."

"I've never cum with anyone else before."

They stared at each other, on the sex-stained bed. A fly hovering on the ceiling might have seen them as a kind of perverse yin-yang; red and white, male and female, human and demon...

"So what do we do?" Blaze asked at last.

"Well..." Lois licked her lips. "If you free those other women...then there's no reason we couldn't continue having a sexual relationship."

Blaze raised one eyebrow.

"Are we talking friends with benefits, or girlfriends, or...more?"

Lois raised herself up on an elbow. "It's been a long time since I was in a serious relationship. Sexual or otherwise. Is that something you're interested in?"

The demon reached down and scratched her pussy. "I...might be. I've never really dated a mortal before. Demon relationships are pretty...traditional."

"Oh?" Lois smiled. "Does that mean I'm supposed to marry you and knock you up? Have a demon wife barefoot and pregnant in my kitchen?"

Blaze's cheeks flushed purple. It almost made Lois want to giggle.

"N-no one said anything about marriage!" the hand scratching her pussy came up with a glob of cum at the end. "As for children..." She popped it into her mouth.

"I cannot believe you just did that!"

"What? I just drank your entire load, I'm supposed to care if this dab of semen came out of my pussy?"

"It's just disgusting!"

"Well your cum just tastes that good!"

"Then you'll just have to drink more of it!"

"Bitch, I'll drain your balls every day and twice on Sundays!"

That set both of them to laughing. Lois twisted herself around so that she could lay face-to-face next to Blaze.

"So...you'll release the women?"

"Yes, whatever, fine, done. They were terrible whores anyway. Heart wasn't in it."

"And you...want to try it? Girlfriends, fuckbuddies, whatever?"

The demon reached down and grabbed the reporter's balls. "Yeah. I do. Although I swear, next time I'm going to make you cum first."

Lois smiled back. "Maybe. But what if I'm in your pussy? You might really get knocked up, you know."

"Crucify that messiah when we come to it," the succubus said cooly. Then her face softened. The pure white eyes seemed to burn into Lois Lane's own. "Not that I would mind having a kid. Necessarily."

"Miss Blaze," Lois said mockingly. "Are you asking me to knock you up?"

The demon smiled back. "I'm daring you to try!"

The reporter launched herself forward, pressing her lips against the demon's own. Their tongues twirled, their sweaty breasts slid against each other...and Blaze spread her legs readily, easily guiding the stiffening prick in between her lips. How much of what the scarlet succubus said was play and how much was serious, Lois Lane didn't know...but she did know, as the sun dawned and the long, sweaty night ended, that it was the demon panting, writhing, and screaming beneath her that came first for the final time that night...by about half a second, before the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter emptied her final load deep into that tight cunt, her virile seed swimming toward that black womb.

What the future holds for those two, and how long such a relationship might last before external forces tried to tear it asunder...that is another story. For as the sun dawned over the city, Lois Lane's night out was finally at a very sticky end.