Lois Lane Gets Dumber

The cock inside of Lois felt good. She stared at the book in front of her. The letters refused to resolve into words. But the pictures were so pretty. So very pretty. All those ladies doing those naughty nasty things with those...

Lois moaned as the cock hit some new, deep space inside of her. She couldn't remember ever being fucked that deeply. Most of her lovers had been a little disappointing in size, but this one filled her like an application, touching some virgin territory inside of her. Not enough to hurt, just enough to make her gasp and moan and...and...she stared hard at the book. There was a word there. Tantalizingly familiar, but so hard to read. She decided to spell it out like she did as a child.

"A..." she said out loud. "N...U...S..."

That word. The reporter knew that word, it was at the tip of her forebrain but refused to resolve. She could taste it.

"Anus," Blaze said helpfully. "It means your butt. Your asshole."

"Anus!" Lois treasured the word. It felt better to have it, to hold it in her head.

"You like that?" the dickgirl said, stroking the hemispheres of the reporter's butt with both hands.

"Hmmm, yeah. Like arse." Lois was panting now. The letters on the page didn't make any sense to her now. It was like staring at a foreign language...but it was English...

The demon leaned over Lois, her tits brushing against the reporter's bare back.

"Would you like me to play with your anus?"

Lois nodded, not sure she understood what her lover was getting at...and then she felt the hands pull her ass cheeks apart, heard and felt the wet gob of spit hit her right in the...anus. And Blaze's thumb began to press against her sensitive backside there, right in the middle, rubbing the spit in good. Until the naked reporter felt her legs shake, her quim and arse stimulated at the same time.

She stared down at the book, where a man was doing that to a woman. Her breath was coming in small pants as she turned the page, watching the image change, his fingers sliding inside her ass. The reporter wondered what that would feel like.

"Would you like to learn another word, Lois?" Blaze cooed. "A big word?"

"Yah..." was all that Lois could think to say.

"Turn the page," Blaze whispered. "I'll help you with the letters you don't know."