End: Wash My Pussy...With Your Cock

Lois Lane couldn't say when exactly she had made the decision. Probably it was when Angelica had caught her, as she had fallen to the floor. Proof positive that the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter wasn't going to be out doing any more investigative reporting tonight. So too, there was Angelica Blaze's obvious restraint, despite her more-than-obvious enthusiasm...and it had been a long time since Lois had felt that heat of attraction. Sometimes it was nice to be wanted.

And...if Lois was honest with herself...her body wanted this. Her pussy ached, and it wasn't just the sweat or the shower that made her thighs drip. Just the thought of that hot, hard hunk of meat so close to her...the smell of it, in the cramped quarters of the shower...was enough to drive her crazy.

So it was that the reporter moved her feet a little further apart. Gripped the bar tight with both hands as she rose up on her toes, pushing her ass back until she felt something hot poke between her cheeks...and said, in a clear voice:

"Why don't you wash my pussy with your cock?"

It was a stupid line, and Lois knew it as soon as she said the words. Perhaps if she was thinking straighter she would have waited until after the shower. On the bed, with a condom and a dollop of lube. Instead, Lois gasped as the soapy washcloth pressed over her breasts, that slick, hard, long cock slid between her legs...so hot that it almost burned against the reporter's bare labia, so long that she could look down and see the rubbery, swollen, purple, helmet-like glans sticking out beyond the black trim of her pubic hair.

"Are you sure?" Angelica Blaze whispered in her ear, the dickgirl's hands soaping the reporter's small tits, the rough cloth catching on Lois Lane's stiff nipples. She could feel Blaze's own tits pressed into her shoulderblades. "Inside and out? I might get it...dirty again..."

Lois Lane swallowed hard. It was a line straight out of a porn flick, and in any other situation she would have laughed but in the moment, it felt so terribly exciting that a shiver went down her spine.

"Inside," Lois said, squeezing her thighs and pressing her ass against the dickgirl's crotch. "Scrub it hard."

Even knowing how big she was, it still brought a little gasp from the reporter's lips as Angelica slid that long dong back, rubbed the head against her lips, and pressed it in. Lois Lane quivered as inch after inch sank into her sopping slit...deeper than any lover had gone before...deeper than any toy she had played with....until Lois thought it would surely hit her cervix and her little sexual indulgence would end with pain.

Except Blaze stopped before her cockhead could slam into Lois. She held her cock there as soapy hands wandered up and down the reporter's naked body. Lois turned her head, hot lips suddenly needing to meet Blaze's...and their tongues slid against each other as they shared their first kiss.

Just like that, Lois Lane lost her soul. Not that she knew it. Blaze was having far too much fun to spoil it just now.

The demonic dickgirl bent her knees, letting her cock slide out until only the tip remained within, her mouth leaving hungry kisses down her lover's back. Blaze's hands grabbed at the reporter's wobbly legs and lifted them clear of the floor. Lois Lane's grip on the shower bar could get no tighter as Blaze straightened up...but she moaned aloud as that long, hard prick slid back inside of her. The cock hit deep as the dickgirl lifted Lois Lane's knees up until they pressed against the wall of the shower.

Then, Lois was powerless. She could only hold on as the dickgirl's cock slid in and out of her, sawing at her cunt for what seemed like forever. The reporter could do nothing but moan and squeeze...and when the hot water finally gave out and grew tepid, Lois turned off the shower and gasped and moaned as the plunging prick seemed to carve itself into her steaming slit. Normally, penetration was not enough for Lois to get off, but now she felt so keyed up, so super-sensitive, and the plunging prick touching such unfamiliar places deep with her that Lois could not help but finally scream, her choked cry loud and uninhibited as her whole body seemed to contract at once...and then she felt Blaze's teeth sink into her shoulder.

The next few minutes were a tumult as with blistering, overwhelming speed the dickgirl railed Lois hard. The cock pistoned so deep that it almost seemed to hammer the back of Lois Lane's cunny, though it never slammed into her cervix. The reporter was breathless against this stunning ****, unable to process the furious pounding of her box, the friction-heat that threatened to blister her labia...and when at last it was Angelica Blaze's turn to shudder and moan, Lois Lane was left speechless, with the dark bruise of a hickey on one shoulder, and a hot, wet drip falling from her abused cunt.

Panting slightly from these exertions, there were no words as Blaze carried Lois out of the shower. Lois sat on the toilet, more limp than ever, her pussy a cum-spattered, leaking mess as Blaze toweled them both off...and as the reporter stared at the angry red cock, swollen cock hanging off her lover's body, she was amazed to see that it hadn't diminished at all.

"I...I think..." Lois gulped. "I needed that. But, uh...I don't think..."

"No, you don't," Angelica said, and the reporter's mind instantly blanked, her line of thought completely lost for a moment. "Nor are we finished. You played very hard to get, Lois, and I admire that...but now that I have you, I mean to enjoy you to the fullest..."

Lois shook her head, wondering why Angelica's words were so strange...but then the dickgirl effortlessly picked the reporter up and carried her back to bed.

Though Lois would sleep no more tonight. Nor did she find herself able to tell Angelica 'no.' Every potential protest died unspoken, and any thought of resistance was swiftly pressed aside as that long prick plumbed her depths once again...and Lois Lane would not realize for a long time what she had lost on her night out, and what the consequences were now that her soul belonged to the insatiable demon Blaze.

Yet that is another story.