Chapter 13 by Zeebop

Does Lois follow the crowd?

Why Not?

Lois was feeling the mood of the crowd. Her body was hot. Almost without thinking about it, the drunken reporter pulled off shirt and bra, dumping them with her jacket in a corner near the bar.

Her girls were free and Lois was loving in. Sweat ran down her cleavage, and eager hands reached out from the crowd, pulling her into the scrum of the dance floor. On stage the drummer clacked his sticks, 1-2-3-4...and the singer screamed. The crowd roared back.

Bodies were packed tight. The topless reporter was slammed tit-to-tit with a dozen horny women. The crowd jumped, and Lois jumped with them. When her feet hit the floor, she could feel the rumble of the bass line, rising up through her legs to her chest. Some of the fans were singing along, others were just moving. Lois could hardly breathe, the air was hot, and slick sweat covered her entire torso, her arms, streaming down her face... she laughed and roared with the crowd, losing herself in the moment as she was pushed near the front.

"I'm a bitch!" The singer sang. The crowd screamed back "Bitch!"

"I'm a tease!" The singer screamed, the black tape peeling off her chest, showing her hard nipples. Lois found herself one of the crowd screaming "Tease!"

The singer unzipped her pants and dropped down. A hard cock pointed out of the fly, the skinny dickgirl fapping like mad to the eager crowd.

"I'm a goddess on my knees!" The singer howled, throwing her head back.

The cock exploded, white pearls caught in the air for a minute. In the front row, Lois Lane felt something hot and wet land on her face. Something salty hit her tongue, and without thinking she swallowed it.

She could not have imagined the effect on the crowd.