Chapter 12 by Zeebop

Or What?

Into the River

Selina grabbed Lois Lane's hand as they turned and jumped. She had a strong grip for a woman—nails biting into the reporter's skin—but as they quickly sank in the warm stream of seminal fluid, and the current took them, Lois understood why. They couldn't swim through that mess, and didn't want to be separated.

The women pulled each other close and held on. The river of cum swept them away, scraping against stone, hitting rock with jarring impacts. Inside her lungs, the reporter felt the air grow stale. The need to take a breath was instinctive, but she clamped it down, because there was no air there. Yet the longer she went without, the more the need grew.

In her teenage years, she had seen girls play the "**** game." The way their faces went red. Desperation on their faces. It was just supposed to help get you high. Yet she only watched, never played herself. Not once.

One of the first young men she'd ever had sex with had wanted her to **** him...and she had. Pressed her thumbs against her neck. Felt how hard he got inside of her. Always afraid she would take it too far, that this time he wouldn't wake up...and when he had offered to do it on her, even her courage failed.

Now, she was beginning to get a clue. Her lungs began to burn, and there was a darkness in her vision that had nothing to do with the cave they were in. She could hear her heart beat in her ears, fast and loud, and then...almost...starting...to...slow...

Lois felt her grip on Selina slipping.

The darkness closed in.

Like falling asleep.

So...tired...

She didn't sleep. Yet in that half-awake place she could feel her body move. A **** tug on her arm. The distant pain of nails digging into her flesh. The salty taste of cum, bitter and thick, in her mouth as the last bubble of air escaped. A sudden memory of that boyfriend, eyes rolled up in his head, lips purple-blue. She had reached down to steal his last breath with her kiss...

When Lois knew herself again, a pair of lips were pressed against her own, pushing air into her lungs.