First To Cum Loses

Beneath her, Lois felt Blaze begin to relax, though the demon dickgirl's cock stayed rock hard. On the table, she stared at the chip—the one which represented her egg—the image of it floating within her, once safe and serene, and now surrounded by dark wrigglers. The demon's sperm were black, tiny flagellating bits of darkness that swarmed the little white sphere...and as the reporter watched, one of them slipped in...

"What kind of game?" The demon spoke, a curious lassitude in her voice.

"First to cum loses," Lois felt oddly numb, watching her own egg get penetrated. Unsure if she should feel violated or excited.

At her words, Blaze suddenly shifted her head, and Lois realized they were both staring at the same chip.

"Stakes?" The Satanic shemale asked, voice betraying more than a hint of interest.

"Same as before. If I win, I get to buy another soul for another egg."

The dickgirl hummed. They both turned to look each other in the eyes. Lois' pale violet irises matched by the pure white-on-white of the demon's eyes. It was the kind of liquid whiteness that you could fall into, crowding out the world...and Lois wondered what the demon was seeing, starting into Lois' own more human orbs.

"Seems like I might already have what I want," Blaze tapped the chip, the remaining dark sperm trying in vein to fertilize the already-violated egg.

"But you want more." Lois reached up, taking off her jacket, and throwing it behind her. Blaze did not reply, but dipped her head in silent acknowledgement.

After the jacket came her shirt and bra, so that the reporter sat naked in the demon's lap, still mounted upon the dickgirl, Lois' ass resting against the swollen testicles.

"You could have **** me at any time. You have the power. But you want more than just to take. You want me to fall." Lois leaned in close, her cheek brushing against Blaze's, and whispered in the scarlet ear. "You want twins."

A tongue flicked out. Lois could feel the shadow of it on her neck. Not quite daring to even touch her without permission...and she knew she was right.

"You might be at a disadvantage," Blaze spoke softly. "After all, I just came. Refractory period, and all that."

"But you can still go? You're still...virile?" Lois slid a hand down to her belly, to right above where they were joined together. "It feels like you can still get it up."

"Yessss...." The scarlet shemale hissed.

"And you haven't seen what I can really do...yet." The reporter squeezed her pussy, **** the dick within her—and was rewarded by a deeper flush, almost purple, on Blaze's scarlet face.

"You do realize," the demon added. "That whoever wins, you're going to get properly fucked."

Lois' poker face broke into a toothy smile. "So will you. Is it a bet?"