Chapter 14 by Zeebop

What Kind of Show?

Standing 69

The reporter's stomach lurched as, with a show of almost superhuman strength, Blaze flipped her upside down. Lois Lanes stared down cross-eyed at the one-eyed monster aimed straight at her mouth—and nearly choked when the meat-stick punched straight past the back of her mouth and into her throat, as if the gag reflex was a distant memory. Dizzy, stomach swimming, Lois had a confused, close-up view of Blaze's balls—

—and then she felt her lover's tongue bury itself in her twat.

Instinctively, Lois Lange gripped the back of Angelica Blaze's thighs, even though a part of her booze-addled brain knew that if the dickgirl's grip slipped even for a second, Lois would fall straight toward the ground. The reporter's own legs stood straight in the air, leaving space only for Angelica's head as the dickgirl lapped at the reporter's sodden slit, slurping loudly at the reporter's groin, tongue tickling Lois Lane's clit.

Impaled as she was face-first on Blaze's mighty cock, Lois Lane could muster no oral sex skill...but she moaned like a bitch in heat, the smell of those great swollen balls filling her head as her nose buried in those pillowy bitchbreeders, the cock filling her throat like nothing in her experience. A few times in her life, Lois had managed to find a lover with a long enough cock to deep throat, but this was the first time she had ever done felt like a cock was fucking her esophagus.

And...they had an audience.

Lois could not see them, but she could hear the whistles and cheers. Blaze turned, slowly, letting everyone see the drunken slut cheerfully **** on her cock. The reporter's face burned with both excitement and shame, her dark hair dangling down below, her ass exposed...everyone watching her sucking cock and getting her pussy eaten out at the same time.

She felt terrible, shameful, wicked, ecstatic, and free. Her stomach lurched as Blaze swung her around more forcefully, and tasted bile and cock...and yet her pussy shivered in delight, thighs shaking, a tightness growing in her belly as the excitement and apprehension rose and rose into a crescendo that could mean only one thing...