Get Me Hard Again

Lois blinked, not sure if she had heard the dickgirl right. Gave a little sniff.

"Is that all?" she asked, half in jest.

"No." Angelica Blaze said, with all seriousness. "But I know you like a taste. I know you can take it. Now I need to know if you can take orders. So, here's my cock. Get me hard again."

The reporter sniffed. That didn't sound so hard. It wasn't like she hadn't tasted that same dick earlier.

Just pretend it's a date, Lane, she told herself. How would you act sexy?

She dropped to her knees on the carpet. Felt the weave on her palms as she shuffled forward, doing her best impression fo a cat. Swaying hips, slow but not hesitant, her face exactly level with the dickgirl's crotch, eyes locked on that one-eyed monster, a dribble of creamy jizz still evident on the purple head—the same jizz that was trailing down her thighs right now from her fresh-fucked pussy.

Her jaw brushed against Angelica's thighs, mouth opening. She used her lips and tongue to roll the head into her mouth, salty, bitter stickiness that she ignored as the numbness across her face began to slowly withdraw, the first bloom of the cocaine high already receding as feeling returned. Drew her eyes up toward Blaze, who stared down at her inscrutably as she began to suck on the cock.

The dickgirl had just cum. The male refractory period was normally fifteen or twenty minutes, though they could get hard sooner. Lois didn't think Blaze wanted to cum in her mouth again so soon though—she had said to get her hard.

So Lois worked to take more of the dick in her mouth, slobbering generously. Sucking loudly, wetly. Not forcing any moans but...her hands clutched at the dickgirl's knees, driving them a little farther apart. Letting the reporter rise up, sitting on her lower legs, breasts pushed up to give her "client" a better show.

Over long minutes, the cock began to grow. Lois could feel it thicken, still soft but getting bigger, the head near the back of her mouth. She kept up the pace, feeling her own heart beat, not as fast as when the coke had kicked in, but still the tingle of sexual excitement. It had been a long dry spell for her, and even a quickie on the desk wasn't enough to really assuage her sexual appetite.

That's good, Lois thought. I can use that, make it look like I'm eager...

She was eager, she realized. Working the shaft with something more than mechanical motion, fingers stretching out to stroke those thighs, nipples getting hard. The cock was growing hard now. Too hard to fit the whole thing in her mouth. Lois sucked gently on the tip, then let it free, running her tongue down the soft, sensitive underside, burying her head against the thighs to try and slurp the sweat-salty balls.

"Good, pet," Angelica said, her voice not betraying even a sliver of excitement. "Very good. Now if you want to earn your treat, your next task is..."