Give Her A Taste

"Come here, little sapphire," Circe crooked her finger, settling herself onto her knees. "Stand over me."

Lois did as instructed. Inside her stomach, she could feel the tension there, fight-or-flight response wanted her to run or hit something. But she knew she had to relax. Circe was too powerful to antagonize, and if Lois had any hope of getting out of here, she had to play along...at least until an opportunity presented itself to make her escape.

She straddled the chair, her bare and freshly-shaved pussy mere inches from Circe's face. The violet-haired immortal leaned forward and breathed deep, closing her eyes to savor the smell of the reporter's cunt.

"You might not believe this," the sorceress said. "But I don't engage in these Sapphic pleasures very often. It has been a long time since I knew the smell and taste of a real woman. Oh, I know you're young and probably prefer the company of men, but when you get to my age you learn the value of...putting aside your pleasures for a while. Letting your appetite build up."

The eyes opened and stared up at Lois. The reporter found the piercing gaze unnerving...and more than that, found her body weirdly turned on, nipples hardening, pussy suddenly wet. She wondered if this was some subtle magic or...if it was just that she hadn't seen anyone look at her with such naked lust in a long time.

"I am famished," Circe said, her warm breath causing the reporter's pussy to quiver. "Come, my dear. Let me taste you."

Lois Lane slid her hips forward, just an inch or two...just enough so that Circe's lips and tongue could reach her unprotected sex without effort. A long lazy tongue slid over the reporter's pussy, the tip lapping at the entrance of her tunnel...and then the sorceress' lips latched on, sucking gently, the tongue pressing deep. The sorceress simply lay back, concentrating all of her effort on mouth and tongue and Lois...struggled to hold on.

It felt unlike any cunnilingus that Lois Lane had ever felt before. She seemed almost instantly dizzy, light-headed, as if something was being drained from her, an invisible current going straight down to her cunt, Circe sucking at her pussy like some kind of vampire. The reporter panted, sexual heat rising through her body, a part of her desperately wanting to pull away, while her body only screamed: more.