Lois Lane & Blaze read "Whore of the Dragon" by Conan The Librarian, Part 4

"So to recap—Lunnara, with the sex dragon powers of Romulus/Ballsack, has been manipulating the princess Karla and others around her into various levels of perversion with the ultimate goal of neutralizing the potentially dangerous arsenal of holy weapons in the keep, and the dragon re-manifests to suggest that all the unabashed lewdness she's unleashing, to the level of manipulating characters into being gangraped, is actually working toward a positive end because the dark elf, as much as she claims to be evil, is actually good at heart but thinks she can't be loved," Blaze said.

"So...Lunnara is Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z with tits?" Lois Lane said.

"I don't know who that is," the demon replied. On her back, with her crimson legs spread wide and the naked reporter was on her side, rubbing her pussy against the demon's pussy as Blaze stared up at her tablet. "But it is an interesting approach. I'm not if it works, but it's interesting."

"Well," the reporter said, trying to **** her clit to rub against Blaze's, "plenty of erotic stories struggle to balance sex scenes and plot—so credit where credit's due as far as providing any deep characterization. Speaking of which," the reporter reached down with her hand and pulled at the rim of the demon's asshole with her thumb, "what do you think of the focus on draconic anal sex?"

Outside, the sky was filled with dense clouds and she flew directly to them, trying to evade him in their dense fog, but the dragon had much more experience in flying combat and hunting, he flew much more faster than her and soon his dick poked against her asshole from behind as his arms surrounded her, grabbing her haughty breasts and forcing her to stop her lousy flying. "I haven't use this particular hole of yours, I couldn't think of anything else as I watched you fuck sweet Myrce back there."

"Perhaps I'm just showing my age," the millennia-old succubus said, "But the fascination with anal sex is a bit odd. I mean, humans have been sticking things up their bum since before there were humans, and nowadays it's just such a staple of pornography—we can't throw stones, but I suppose I find it amusing that of all the sex acts Lunnara has been subject to, the one she gets squeamish about is a draconic butt-fuck. For that matter, I don't know why the dragons themselves are so gung-ho for it."

The reporter said nothing, only smiled as she let the anus go to focus on her scissoring.

Dark elves are a refined race and therefore know what a dildo is, that was not an anachronism!

"Can we really have an anachronism in a fantasy setting?" Lois asked. "I mean, ancient sex toys are a thing in real life."

"I don't think anyone is here to fact-check a story with dragons with giant wangs for historical accuracy," the demon admitted. "Although this is CHYOA. It's bad enough we're picking it apart at this level..."

"No offence, pumpkin."

"See, if we were being picky, we would point out that the pumpkin is a New World food that wasn't available to medieval Europe, so how in all the realms of hell did the dragon Remus—who has been imprisoned for untold centuries—knows what the hell a pumpkin is, much like compare a female dark elf to one?" Blaze said, her eyes fixed on the tablet, pointedly ignoring Lois Lane's sapphic efforts...though that was growing more difficult as Lois drew up one of the demon's legs, using a finger to softly stroke the back of Blaze's knee.

"Less talking, more fucking," Lois said, as she mashed her pussy lips against the demon's, as though the labia were engaged in a long, grotesque kiss.

"Talking is as much of a point as fucking," Blaze said. "And that's the kind of balance which Conan is trying to find in this story. That mix of narrative plot and...well, fap material. I don't think I quite how Dorian does a complete reversal of his personality. Falling in love makes him a bit of a prude. You'd think he'd at least smack his sister with his dick..."

"Well, they do say love changes you," Lois Lane said. The reporter found herself closing her eyes to focus on masturbating herself against the demon's cunny. A part of her couldn't help but wish this review would just be over, so they could concentrate on getting off. "Sometimes literally."

"Magic can change the undesired and leave what is wanted. Out with the beard and the manly shape if they so trouble you!, bring the supple breast and the delicate curves of womanhood... but leave his cock."

"I can't fault this decision," Blaze said. Little by little as she read the chapters, the demon had shifted her body, to give Lois slightly better access to her pussy; one leg was now straight in the air, while Lois was on her knees astride the other, the reporter's body undulating as she rubbed her slit against her lover's. "I mean, Zeuvembie has dickgirls all over the place."

"Can't...say I fault it either," Lois said, her face flushed now. "Not that I don't appreciate your pussy."

"The focus, however, is mostly on the corruption of the Queen instead of her king," Blaze said. "Not exactly to my tastes, but I can appreciate her taking at least a bit of time, drawing the corruption out over several chapters. Although this does come at the cost of, well, focusing on the rest of the plot. If Conan were to expand on this, it might be interesting to see some sidepaths following different characters. Probably a bit more effort than it is worth, though."

"Your clue for the sun was that it rises in the morning? What fucking bullshiter of a riddler are you?"

Lois Lane laughed a little at the riddle contest. "See, that's not bad. It works."

"Maybe," Blaze said, an odd quaver in her voice. Lois grinned a little wider as she focused her pussy-rubbing. She was sure that the demon was only putting on an icy facade, and was only a few chapters away from tossing the tablet and **** the reporter with her pussy.

A corrupted sword of power? My, that sounds awesome.

"See, if they were still doing the dungeon-crawling this would be more interesting," the reporter said. "It's a good concept, but it feels out of place now that we're...I don't know. In the middle of corrupting everybody, somehow."

"Things move apace," Blaze said, a definite tinge of eagerness in her voice. Although I do not understand this phrase:"

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"I'm genuinely not big enough of a nerd to say I get it, either," Lois admitted. "I kind of like how the sword ended up in the hands of the only technical virgin in the cast."

"I feel like some backstory on the sword might be another sidepath that would benefit from being written," Blaze said. "Maybe just a separate story: 'Tales of the Sword.' You could get some real mileage out of a story that's basically just a bunch of vignettes of a sword that is fueled by sexual frustration by virgins. There has to be a fair-sized audience for CHYOA."

Every part of her body was ravaged by his insatiable hunger and his lust for women. Her mouth was being facefucked, her cheeks kissed, ravenous hands grabbed her tits and twisted her nipples, a thousand tongues licked her legs and tummy, her arms were fisting a prodigious anus and cocks of all manner of sizes penetrated her ass and her cunt, sometimes more than one would chose to share the same hole. It all happened at the same time, with the same strength and there was cum everywhere, feeding her, bathing her. Inside the armour there was only a cacophony of pleasure and pain, outside...

"Rule of cool," the reporter said. She paused, panted. Her pussy was sore, and she still hadn't made Blaze climax like she had hoped.

"It could be very cool," Blaze said. "But like a lot of ideas in 'Whore of the Dragon,' there are a good many of them, but I don't think they're quite explored enough. As stories go, the balance of sex and narrative is off. When the narrative waxes, it tends to rush through things; when the story focuses on sex, it...never is quite enough, at least not for my tastes. You need both for an effective story, and here I just don't think it works as it should..."

"People of the new Empire!" Proclaimed the Saint. "Rejoice, for your Queen is being fucked!"
"Does she takes it in her cunt? Or is her ass being used?" Asked a voice from the crowd.

"...but I do like the enthusiasm," the scarlet succubus admitted.

"Which brings us at last to the end of 'Whore of the Dragon,'" Lois Lane said. "Or at least, the end of Book One, which is as far as this review goes."

"Quite," Blaze said, as she carefully set the table aside. With a swift, deft move, Lois Lane found herself on her back, the demon astride her leg. Her cunt pressed against that of the reporter's with a wet squelch. "Now then...I didn't cum in all of those 83 chapters, and I'm going to work all of that out on your slutty slit."

Lois Lane gave a grin. "Promise?"

"Of course," Blaze said as she began to move. "Just promise me one thing?

"What's that?"

"Never, ever, call me 'mom.'"