Let Alice Eat Her Pussy

"Fuck it," Lois Lane said, feeling a headache coming on. "Come eat my pussy."

The two women adjourned into the bathroom stall as Deadman busily replaced all the **** in the dealer's pockets.

Lois closed the door and locked it, less out of concern that Deadman would come barging in than of habit. It was close quarters with the two of them in there, and the reporter had to sit on the toilet to take off her tight pants, the pressure building steadily in her head, horns starting to feel heavier.

"Never eaten pussy before?" The woman asked, as Alice helped her out of her pants.

"Nope," The witch's dark eyes were wide and bright. She was the picture of an eager beaver. Lois chuckled as she undid the straps on her panties, letting the black lace thong fall away as she spread her thighs.

"Well, I know it's not much to look at," Lois said, heart beating. Her nipples were already hard, and a weird excitement fluttered in her belly. "You've seen one pussy, you've seen them all." She lied.

"I haven't..." Alice sank down on her knees, pushing her face close. "I mean, I've never seen a real one up close before. On the internet, sure, and mine, but yours is so..."

"Old?" Lois joked.

"...mature."

Tentatively, Alice's tongue darted out, sliding over the reporter's labia. Lois wanted to chuckle, thinking of lovers past. She reached down and spread her lips open, revealing the pink interior.

"Here," Lois said. "Put your tongue in here. Explore it. Don't try to fuck me with your tongue. Just go over every inch at first...feel how I respond. You need to be aware when the pussy talks to you..."

Alice blinked twice, and then closed her eyes and pressed her lips against the reporter's pink pussy, tongue slithering into Lois Lane's inner folds. The reporter leaned back against the toilet and closed her own eyes as the young woman went at eating her pussy with a will, tongue moving and swirling about.

The pressure in her head was tremendous. It felt like her skull was going to crack open...and Lois knew it was only the start. Once the capsules were fully dissolved, the DMN would take effect and she could expect some serious physical transformations. "Lois Lane, the Daily Planet's Greatest Succubus" ran through her head.

The oral sex was a welcome distraction.

Vaginas, for all their myth and complexity, are not terribly large in a strictly geographical sense. An efficiency-minded pussylicker could slather the whole of it with their tongue in seconds. The dedicated rugmuncher, however, becomes enraptured in their task. Tastes everything that the pussy has to give, plunges the tongue deep inside the hole again and again, jaw working, lapping at the sensitive folds, tracing the rim of the vagina, lips works, moving up to suck gently on the clitoris and then down along the labia to the taint and back again...

Lois sighed. It had been a long time since she had gotten anyone this interested in eating her out. For the last couple of boyfriends it had been perfunctory, never eager, never long enough to really get her hot, much less think about getting off. Maybe this is what she had been missing, a young lover, eager and generous.

Ten rugmunching minutes later, Lois felt the first twinges as the massive dose of DMN she had taken began to dissolve...and the effects were immediate.