Chapter 15 by Zeebop

What Happens Now That Lois Has Been Inseminated?

The Crowd Shows Their Appreciation

The hard cock stayed in Lois Lane's pussy, not going down at all. The crowd started to close in on them, and even in her drunken haze the reporter could tell something was wrong. Dickgirls had their cocks out, stroking them, moving in like hyenas on a wounded gazelle... Her arms tightened around Angelica's neck and the dickgirl kissed her drunken lover tenderly on the cheek.

"Don't worry, sweetmeat. They're just here to show their appreciation."

The nearest of the dickgirls approached, and Lois, held open and inviting in Angelica Blaze's grasp, was afraid for a moment that they were going to run a train on her—that the whole bar would line up and fuck her, shooting their jizz into her already overflowing pussy. Except Blaze was already inside of her.

Her vision swam a little, head lolling as the new dickgirl came right up to them, stroking her hard shaft. Eyes fixed on the exposed reporter's stuffed cunt. only an inch away now...and she came, hot white ropes spraying out over Lois Lane's labia, dripping down onto the stiff cock. Wilting already, the dickgirl who had just came on Lois retired...only to be replaced by another, and another...

The reporter lost count. Ten of them at least, maybe twenty, maybe more. Her pussy was glazed and dripping with frosting, not a single sperm actually making it inside her pussy. No room at the inn; Blaze was keeping her jizz locked deep up inside of Lois. And when the last of the dickgirls had shot their load, some of the women came forward, mouths open, to show their appreciation...by lapping up the cum.

Lois moaned as hot tongues licked at her pussy, slurping up the spilled seed, tugging at her labia with their lips. The reporter writhed on the cock she was impaled on, body heating up all over, unable to contain herself any longer. Her nipples were hard again, the inside of her pussy was burning, and as the eager tongues roamed over Blaze's shaft she could feel her lover get even stiffer inside of her. The reporter let her hair fall back on Angelica's shoulder.

"I could go again," she whispered.

That was all that the dickgirl needed to hear.