Lois Lane & Blaze read "Whore of the Dragon" by Conan The Librarian, Part 1

Lois Lane lay naked in the white void. She pulled apart the taut red buttocks before her. Blaze had agreed to let her play with her pussy today. The demon had even grown out her curly black hair. The reporter let herself smile a little as she pulled the crimson asscheeks, a little wider, so that the scarlet slit nestled in the dark thicket spread a little, showing just a hint of pink. She buried her face in that ass. Clean and freshly-washed as the demon was, the hair helped capture and hold more of her natural, musky scent, and the reporter breathed it in like the bouquet of a fine wine.

Sometimes, it was good to get back to basics. No cocks, no toys, no weird fetishes. Just a woman and the cunt she was free to play with.

"Are you going to stare at it all day, or eat it?" Blaze said.

The reporter's hand smacked the pert bottom, hard enough so that the reporter could feel the impact.

"Shut up and read," Lois said.

"Very well," the demon his her Mona Lisa smile as she scrolled on the tablet to the story they had chosen. "'Whore of the Dragon,' by Conan The Librarian. A fantasy story that owes less to Robert E. Howard or J. R. R. Tolkien than their numberless imitators of bad fantasy and lots of Dungeons & Dragons. Still, this may be amusing..."

"Silence, fools. We are close to the inner sanctum."

Blaze read...and as she did, Lois opened her mouth and let her tongue slide out, pushing through the short, curly forest toward the hot pink cleft. She let the words of the story wash over her...Lunnara, Nuk'karu, Eilatra...the tip of the reporter's tongue found its mark, the tangy, sour taste of the demon's quim. Like a child not wishing to swallow a treat too quickly, Lois let her tongue play around the inside edges of the labia, tracing her was slowly from the tiny V that rested just above Blaze's anus, up to what the folds deepened to the little clitoral hood and back down again.

"This isn't the most egregious fantasy drivel I've ever read," Blaze noted. "I mean yes, these are basically Drow with the serial numbers filed off, pulling a Tomb Raider style stealing the treasures of the dead civilization, with some overtones of mystic domination and bondage, but at least Conan hasn't invented too many new words, and the character is a fair attempt at a villainous protagonist or anti-hero."

"Mmmh," Lois said, letting her tongue dive deeper.

I know you are still addicted to minotaur cum, my depraved Lunni, even if you haven't taste it in decades. No one quits on minotaur cum, it's just too tasty for a whore such as you...

"Getting a real Corruption of Champions vibe with that reference," Blaze mused.

Lois was listening, but she also let her tongue delve a little deeper. The demon's insides were hotter that further her tongue probed, and more acidic. The outer bands almost had a citrus flavor, sharp and causing Lois to automatically salivate uncontrollably, her spit mixing with the demon's juices so that Lois had to slurp them both down to avoid drooling into the black bush. Her tongue explored the anatomy, dipping down to poke playfully at the tiny divot of Blaze's urethra.

"The sex is...hmm. Perhaps a little too cartoonish for my tastes. Giant minotaur dicks, impossibly elastic orifices," Blaze said with disinterest. "Not that we can cast too many stones, can we sweetmeat? You've definitely gone beyond the limits of mere human cocks more than once in our own story. I think the lead-up to her encounter with the golden dragon is definitely a strong introduction...with a little caveat."

He did saw hate, but also hope.

The demon cunt squeezed, squirting hot, acidic pussy juice into the reporter's face, making her ****.

"Fuck the police, including the grammar police, but what the hell?" Blaze muttered. "And don't get me started on the punctuation. When someone talks, end it with a period, an exclamation mark, something before the endquotes!"

Bitching to herself, and the world at large, the scarlet succubus read on.

The chapters were long...but the demon loosened up again, and Lois found herself squeezing that ripe red ass as she listened to the descriptions of dragon cock, and Lunnara's cum-cravings...and nearly choked when the demon gave a hearty chuckle.

No, it means cum dragon

"Okay, I did not see that one coming," Blaze said. She squeezed her cheeks, and raised her heels to the back of the reporter's head, to drive Lois Lane's face deeper into her pussy. Then she hesitated, as a choice appeared at the end of the chapter. "Okay...Missionary or Doggystyle?"

Lois gave an incoherent muffled answer. Her nose was nearly buried in the demon's anus, her tongue so deep inside the hot, acidic cunt that the reporter could feel her lips burning.

"Right, right. We'll stick to missionary for now."

They read on. Lois noticed what a strange juxtaposition it was, between the whorish Drow who thought herself so clever and the noble dragon. Their affair wasn't exactly ticking all of the reporter's boxes, but she had to admit there were some good ideas, and it was a bit of relief that the chapters were growing a bit shorter.

Soon, a bead of girl-cum was falling from her.

The reporter fingered her own twat, moist as it was. She sighed into the demon's pussy and slid downward a little, so that her tongue could tickle Blaze's clit, while her face pressed against those well-muscled ass-cheeks. There were times when Lois got tired of all the dicking and games, and just wanted a cunny to eat out. Blaze, for all her own kinks, was at least amenable to let Lois work out her serious Sapphic phases. The fact that she was obviously enjoying the story a bit helped.

"My lord, this gift of your has kindered once more my passion." She said as she jumped over him. "Please, claim my body once more! I wish to show you that I am thankful"

"I don't like to stop every single fucking chapter to bitch about errors in word choice, spelling, and punctuation, but Lilith's tits end a goddamn sentence with a period Conan you cunting cunt!" Blaze roared the last words in frustration. "How in Satan's balls can they spend this much time on their generic fantasy setting and miss the simple shit?"

The demon's teeth ground. Lois raised her hands up and over to pry the buttocks apart, so that she could suck in a breath of air. If Blaze was the kind of succubus with a tail, it would be twitching in agitation. As it was, Lois Lane felt the heels drum on the back of her head...signaling how angry she was both at the text, and the fact that Lois had stopped. Taking a deep breath, Lois plunged back in. This time, her tongue found its way to the entrance of the demon's vagina proper, circling around and around as Blaze read on.

"We're sticking to the main path, first choices only," the demon declared. "I don't care how long it takes!"

Lois rolled her eyes. She recognized how obsessive Blaze could get...not that she minded. The longer Blaze read, the longer Lois could eat her pussy.

As funny as the rest of them, my lord, they are generally weak and short lived, but they breed a lot. Like vermin, I will say.

"Honestly, I'm surprised breeding hasn't come up already," Blaze said. "Don't get me wrong, it's fine to have a sex story without a pregnancy fetish for once, but I feel like this one is a bit unrealistic. No worries about pregnancy, STDs, periods, or sore pussies. Don't get me wrong, I get that it's a fantasy, but a little verisimilitude would go a long way."

Lois took a deep breath and pushed her face against Blaze's cunny. Like Lois herself, penetration alone did little for the demon, but Lois also knew that inside the crimson cunt were points that, when stimulated by an eager, soft tongue, drove her erstwhile reading partner absolutely insane. The reporter grinned as Blaze began to squirm, and Lois knew she had found the right spot...and was glad, for once, that she was here with Blaze instead of Superman. She could never do this for him...

"It looks soooo cute coming out of your cunt..."

Blaze chuckled...then gasped. Lois felt her lungs burning, and knew she would have to come up for air soon, but while she could her tongue tickled the demon's g-spot relentlessly.

"C-can't throw any shade when it comes to dickgirls," Blaze said. "And it's n-not a turn of events I saw coming."

"It's called climate change, you didn't even have that concept back in your time."
"Nor did we need it for what I see. I hate this cold weather. How are we supposed to have a court of naked people with this?"

"Legit question," Blaze said. The demon had raised her ass up, balancing on her knees as her heels pressed against the reporter's head. The comments on the story gave way to heavy breathing and the tap-tap-tap as Blaze rushed through the pages of the chapters. She was getting close...and Lois was close to passing out.

"Mama always said that she would sell me to the church once I was old enough. I'm old enough now... I turned 18 last month. You are from the church, aren't you?"

"T-that'sss...ap-appropriately...fucked-up..." Blaze was almost humping the reporter's face now, and Lois could feel her own heart flutter, wondering if she would pass out before the demon came.

It was a tight hole, completely unused and as virginal as the cunt below it. It was going to hurt and they both knew it. But the sorceress had intuited that the girl would like that pain, she had only moaned when she **** her to suck deeper, and she never gagged, not once. Myrce was a potential painslut and such potential needed to be exploited. Nonetheless, Lunnara was going to be fair. If the girl ever told her to stop, she would gladly stop and still be proud of the little blonde.

"Urrgh!"

Lois almost laughed as the demon let herself go over the edge, and whether it was from the reporter's tongue-skill or because she thought about this virginal cowmaid getting her asshole stretched on some fantasy cock as big as her arm. Whichever the case, the demon pulled away, a strand of Lois Lane's saliva stretching out in a glittering arc to the sopping cunt, the black hair now a damp mat.

The reporter licked her lips as Blaze's little moans quickly returned to deep breathing. A little orgasm like that was just going to start the demon going...she was far from satisfied. Nor was Lois. She wanted to see where the story went from here.

"Keep reading," she ordered. "Neither of us is done yet."