Thumb's Up

The barely-legal teen flashed a thumbs up and puffed out her lips into an "O", miming a phallus with her hand, pushing her cheek out with her tongue for emphasis. Lois smiled, suppressing a disapproving-mom-headshake as she rubbed the dealer's cock through his trousers.

"Deal," she answered. "You want to do this here or somewhere more private, stud?"

"Head into the bathroom," he licked his lips. "I'll be along in a moment."

Lois and Alice extracted themselves from the booth and sauntered into the bathroom. The reporter stared at her own reflection in the mirror, suddenly taken by the horns on her forehead, the goat-like pupils in her eyes... Absently, she brushed back her hair with her fingers.

"So, um, how do you want to do this?" Alice gnawed a lower lip. The reporter shot the young woman a look.

"You've never sucked a cock before?"

The question hung in the air. A flush spread across the young witch's cheeks.

"S-sure. I mean, I practiced. On my dildo. Overcame my gag reflex and everything." Alice fidgeted. "Just not...on a real one. Or with another girl."

Lois took a deep breath, cleavage heaving. Nothing like a nubile no-nothing nympho...but she has to learn sometime.

"I'll take the initiative. When he whips his cock out, kiss and lick it like a lolly pop. I'll do the same, and stroke him hard. Once erect, I'll suck on the head—you take his balls. Be gentle, no teeth. Lots of slobber. Guys like that." Lois blinked, remembered some of her past blowjobs.

"What if I...uh...want a taste?" Alice's face was burning now. She might not have been a virgin, but this was definitely unfamiliar territory for her.

"Don't worry," Lois assured her as the door swung open, the dealer slipping in. "You'll get it."

When the dealer was standing up, the reporter could see that there was something wrong with his legs, visible even through the loose pants...and then as he began to undo his belt. Unceremoniously, he unzipped and let the top of the trousers fall, revealing a mass of dark curly hair across his hips, buttocks, and the top of his thighs, she remembered what he'd told her about his own transformation.

The dealer reached in and withdrew his flaccid cock, which hung from his crotch like a rope, at least twelve inches long and an inch thick.

"Well ladies," he gave them his crooked leer. "Get to work."