Chapter 19 by Zeebop

What Happens?

The Acolyte Pees In Lois Lane's Mouth

Too late, Lois Lane felt the young woman's hands clamp onto the sides of her head, holding her face in place and grinding the reporter's nose against the acolyte's clitoris. Deep inside of the tight twat, Lois could feel the young woman's tight walls flex, muscles working. A scent, sharp and familiar flooded her nose.

Oh no, Lois had time to think before it happened.

Bitter, hot liquid sprayed into the reporter's mouth. She sputtered, coughed, swallowed as the pale stream splashed against her face, went up her left nostril, drops hitting her eye. The acolyte let out a contented sigh, fingernails digging into the reporter's scalp as she held the reporter in place.

Eventually, Lois managed to close her mouth. She could still taste it, knew she had swallowed some of it, but most of the piss simply ran over her tightly-pursed lips, the acolyte soiling herself as the urine splashed over her thighs and down onto the robe that she lay on. The reporter could feel the young woman quiver, heard her moan as she climaxed, all control of her bladder lost.

It's really not that bad, Lois reflected, wondering how much piss the young woman's bladder could possibly store, the warm rain hitting her face steadily. I mean, I wouldn't want it to happen every day, but at least it's sterile. Babies pee on people every time. Certainly not something I'd seek out, but once now that I've actually gotten peed on, I can honestly say it's far from the worst sexual experience I've ever had.

The pee stopped, somewhat abruptly. The hands relaxed. The acolyte unfolded her feet from behind her head and relaxed, panting.

"S-sorry," the young Asian woman said. "I...I should have warned you I'm a squirter."

Lois raised herself to her hands and knees, staring at the prostrate young woman. Wondered briefly how she had gotten mixed up in this weird demonic sex cult...and what kind of trouble she would be in when they found out that an outsider had stolen their book and giant crimson cock-thing. Her pussy still hurt, but she was thinking hard past the pain.

Would they hurt her? Punish her? **** her? Should I tell her the truth...or just kiss her goodbye and leave while I can?