With Her Body

"Let me help you," the black shemale gently pried Lois' hand off her cock and slid forward, onto her knees. The towering two-foot erection rose between her heavy, pendulous breasts, the heavy ballsack dangling beneath, just off the floor. Lois sat there, head swimming from the heady smell of the animalistic prick as it came closer and closer...until the warm length of it pressed against her white shirt, the dribble of pre-cum soaking into the fabric.

It was warm...no, hot the reporter decided. She could only imagine how much blood must be pumping through that shaft to generate that much heat. The faux-Vixen smiled and leaned in, pressing her cock against Lois' chest, and the smell got stronger. Lois could feel her nipples harden inside her bra, felt a warm wetness in her panties like she had an accident, but knew it was something else...

And that caused her to pause, for a moment. The reporter tried to take stock as she gazed down into the black crater of the flared tip of the horse cock, the clear liquid weeping from the urethra in a steady stream.

I shouldn't be reacting like this. Lois shook at the liquid heat filling her panties. Almost instinctively she was breathing deep, taking in lungful after lungful of that heady odor, so masculine and...raw.

In the moment of hesitation, the reporter felt a pair of arms close around her shoulders—and a fat, warm pair of pillows press into her chest. Lois stared down and could only see the chocolate cleavage, her own breasts completely eclipsed by the fake superhero's own magnificent pair...and jutting out between them was the obscene head of the horsecock, sandwiched between their two bodies.

The faux-Vixen shifted a little and the wet head slid between their bodies, so that Lois could feel the massive testicles press against her belly button, the head only inches from her mouth...and Lois found that her mouth was open, breathing it in, tasting that scent...and realized he was starting to salivate...

"It's the pheromones," the black woman's voice was rich and a musical. "They couldn't give me all of her powers—the real Vixen—but we found out I could do this. Part of me must have really wanted that." Lois felt the hands stroke her shoulders gently, then get a grip on her upper arms. "To be so sexy that people would always want me."

And the horse cock slid upwards, until the tip just kissed Lois' parted lips.