Fuck Again

Lois Lane stared down at the cock. She couldn't believe how hard it was. Blaze had just cum...and in her experience, that was always the end of things, whether or not the date was officially over. Whether or not the reporter had actually cum. It had always been frustrating to Lois, because normally one orgasm was when she had just gotten started, in her own masturbation sessions. Her body was keyed up, heart pounding and she wanted more...

"That was...thank you," Blaze said, her cock twitching.

"Don't thank me yet," Lois replied as a decision suddenly crystallized inside of her. "We're not done. Keep fucking me."

Blaze blinked...but the reporter didn't have to ask Lois twice.

It was different this time. Less frenetic. The reporter's pussy made wet, squelching noises as the cock slid in and out, the demon's cum acting as lubricant. Lois reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit...yes, she was definitely still in the mood. Months without sex had made her hungry for the touch of another human being...or even a demon...and she knew that she wasn't done, not by a long shot.

The demon's hands slid up under the reporter's shirt, grasping her breasts. The thrusts were longer, slower, in and out, the head of the dick scraping the reporter's pussy steadily, and whenever it ran over Lois Lane's g-spot she felt that familiar electric thrill go through her body...and Blaze, bless her black heart, picked up on that. Her dick began to drill more shallowly, the head rubbing over that spot again and again.

Lois was barely aware of what was happening on screen. She heard the fat man say "Boss, you've done a beautiful thing!" and almost laughed, knowing that she was gambling on a sure thing. Her uterus must be swimming with sperm now, little black tadpoles looking for her egg, and it didn't matter a damn how much more cum she got inside her cunt because she was probably already knocked up, and her mother was safe so this...this was all for her.

"Keep fucking me," Lois begged. "Don't stop. Not until I tell you to."

"I will make love with you," Blaze said. "As much as you want."

And there was no other sound in the theater except their pants, and moans, and the soundtrack of Casablanca as backdrop to shared ecstasy...but all things must end.