Keep Sucking

Lois Lane sealed her lips against the base of Lex Luthor's prick and hollowed out her cheeks, creating a vacuum. Whatever else was going on, it seemed like sucking cock was working—and the more cock she sucked, the clearer she could think. Already the fuzziness was fading. In fact, she was feeling...sharper than normal. Her hands grabbed at Lex's thighs as she bobbed her head on his dick, gobbling his cock with sudden enthusiasm.

"I'm looking at a lot of endorphin releases...I think she likes it," Isley said, still tap-tap-tapping at her tablet. "Very weird cognitive activity, the front lobes are lighting up. It's almost like she's getting smarter. You might want to stop now Luthor...Luthor?"

The bald man offered a vacant cry, and something hot and warm flooded into the reporter's mouth—the familiar bitter saltiness of cum, but...richer somehow, more savory. Lois Lane swallowed, instinctively, and then with greater eagerness as the last few pieces of her brain clicked into place.

When Lex was finally finished cumming, Lois extracted her mouth from his cock with a wet smack. She licked her lips and looked over at the redhead, who was confusedly looking back and forth from her tablet to the tableaux before her.

Lex Luthor, genius industrialist and scientist, rocked on his heels, staring ahead with dull eyes, mouth hanging slack, cock dangling from his pants.

Lois stood up. "You idiots," she pronounced.

"What...but that's impossible! You were a bimbo! I saw the neural activity..." Isley said, taking a step back as the naked reporter advanced, rubbing her cock into hardness with one hand.

"Oh yes. Yes I was. But you two never thought about the full effects the Kryptonite had on my physiology. It didn't just make me grow a dick...it lets me absorb intelligence through genital contact and emission. My relentless self-fucking stuck me in a feedback loop, burning out my own brain...but asking me to suck his cock was the last thing that Lex should have done. Because I just sucked his brains out."

Lois advanced, her erection rock hard. "And you know something else, Doctor Isley? Or should I call you Pamela?"

The redhead swallowed. "You know my name?"

"I made the connection a moment ago, Poison Ivy," Lois said. "But as I was saying...I've just realized that my body doesn't just suck intelligence. I can upload it too."

She waved her cock in front of the redhead. "So, how would you like to be the smartest woman on the planet?"