Seal It With A Kiss

Blaze leaned forward. Her thin breasts pressed into Lois' more generous pair, and the reporter tilted her head so that their mouths could meet. Lips locked in a moment that felt like a sacrament—like something was passing between them, one into another, one breath shared and they were so lost in the moment of union that they didn't even need to bring their tongues into it, not yet. It was a long time before either of them opened their eyes.

It was Lois Lane who brought her hands to the demon's hips and guided her cock into her sopping tunnel. The slap of Blaze's balls against the reporter's buttocks sent a little electric thrill through both of them. Sure, they'd had sex...but somehow, they knew, this was different.

When the human woman finally came up for air, when she opened her eyes to look on her lover...she saw that Blaze was looking even less human than before. Little spikes of bone were emerging from elbows and knees, the sharp planes of her face, a ridge of them along her collarbones...her tongue, now long and black and oily, slithered out from a mouth where the teeth were small, triangular, and serrated, set in rows like a shark. A motion behind the demon showed where a tail now sported.

Lois realized, with a thrill, that Blaze was 'letting her hair down.' This was what she really looked like...getting comfortable...and she felt the cock swell inside of her, stretching the walls of her cunt, she was amazed that it didn't scare her at all. If anything, it was a sign of trust...and a bit of a thrill...

"Time to make a baby," Blaze purred, dipping her face down to Lois' collar for a sloppy, oily kiss.

They moved then, the demon pushing herself on top of the reporter, Lois spreading her legs as wide as she could, hands stroking the shemale's body as she began to move, sliding her cock in and out of Lois with long strokes, body trembling with eagerness as her buttocks flexed, sending her prick deep into Lois' cunt, balls slapping against her buttocks in a rhythm as old as time as they lost themselves in the rut.

Every time Blaze bottomed out in Lois' pussy, the reporter squeezed her snatch for all that she was worth, as though **** to let her lover's member go—but every time the demon pushed her prick back in, she let it be loose and slick, welcoming the demonic dick back inside of her with a wet slitch.

Beneath her hands, the demon continued to shift and change, assuming more and more some primal form. Lois could feel it in the cock too, an unaccustomed roughness in patches that thrilled her secret places inside, and a slick smoothness as it plunged ever deep within, the head coming perilously close to the reporter's cervix, threatening to batter at the poor hole every time.

In her mind, Lois wondered what the prick looked like now as Blaze sped up, the **** of her thrusts causing the bed springs to creak in alarm, the headboard banging into the wall loud enough to wake the sleeping neighbors. She imagined a corded club of twisted muscle from which emerged a smooth pink oblong of cock with a deep crease along the inhuman glans...

Rough hands grabbed Lois' breasts, circling and squeezing the small palmfuls almost painfully, the pale flesh growing livid as the blood was **** near the surface and not allowed to escape. Blaze was fucking with abandon now, moving more roughly, putting more **** into each stroke, not caring when Lois scraped against any of her spikes or the bruising battering that the reporter's pussy was taking...and Lois for herself was in heaven.

It was the sex she had never known she needed. The desperation apparent in every move, the absolute feeling of being wanted, the careless display of strength as Blaze let down her guard and abandoned herself to the breeding instinct—it was an animal fury that could seduce a god made flesh, and it was hers, all hers, and even the scrapes and bruises, love-bites and scratches would be worth it, because there was a fire building inside of Lois that could not be quenched except with a hot jet of cum straight at the core of her being.

"Going to make you a mommy," Blaze snarled around a mouthful of teeth. "See your tits swell up with milk, put a daughter in your belly..."

"Not yet, not yet," Lois whispered as she felt her climax growing. "I'm almost there, I'm so close..."