Her Mouth

"My mouth," Lois panted, clinging to the last shred of hope that she wouldn't let this hard, hot cock put a baby in her belly. "Cum in my mouth!"

The reporter could not see Blaze smirk, but she felt the pumping cock withdraw—her pussy opened and closed, body wondering for a moment where the dick that it so desperately wanted had gone—and then a hard smack of a hand against her flank caused Lois to quickly turn around.

The knuckles were white on the dickgirl's hand as she gripped the base of her cock, the swollen head straining, moments from release. The other hand grabbed Lois Lane's black hair and roughly drew her face down onto the cock.

"Swallow it, bitch," she said. "Swallow my fucking seed and maybe I won't wipe my dick off in your cunt and knock you up."

The cock slammed past the back of the reporter's throat, and she fought the urge to retch as she tasted herself on the demonic dickgirl's erection. Felt the burn of bile in her throat, and yet she was suddenly, desperately glad...because at least this way, she wouldn't get pregnant. Her lips closed on the base of Blaze's cock, just kissing the fingers before they loosened their grip.

Hot cum splurted down her throat. More than Lois had ever known from any old boyfriend, an ejaculation that seemed to go on forever, even though it could only have lasted a few minutes. The reporter's fingers found their way to her crotch, desperately rubbing at her cunny as her body yearned for release.

The hand loosened on the reporter's hair as the ejaculation slowed down to a sticky dribble. Blaze began to pat the reporter's head.

"You liked that, didn't you? I bet it's been a long time since you had a raw cock inside of you. Almost addictive, running that risk..."

Lois moaned around the slowly softening succubus cock, her fingers still plunging in and out of her pussy. She hated herself for that, but she couldn't stop...and couldn't imagine this night getting any worse.

Then it did.

The reporter heard the tread of bare feet behind her, felt the presence...and quivered, whether in fear or anticipation, she ashamedly could not say.

"Greetings," A man's voice spoke, deep and gravelly. "I see you have a new playmate..."