Chapter 18 by Zeebop

How Does Lois Respond?

Both, I Guess?

Lois Lane had always thought of herself as strictly heterosexual. Boyfriends, boyflings, boytoys. She had grown up knowing she was supposed to be with men, that her whole was for cocks. Sure, she'd had her seven minutes in heaven at college, drunken make-outs with the other girls at the sorority, and she'd learned to appreciate the wonders of the female form in art...but now that two sudsy fingers were massaging that shampoo into her cunt, the bleached blonde reporter was having second thoughts...

As much as she was thinking at all.

"That's right, Lois," Angie Blaze said. The woman pressed her body against the reporter's her free hand coming up to grope the reporter's breasts, spreading the shampoo across her skin as her fingered rubbed Lois Lane's cunny inside and out. "You don't discriminate. Why not enjoy men and women? They both feel good in your cunt, right?"

"Yessss..." Lois managed. She closed her eyes to keep the soap out of them. "My cunt. Feels good."

"That's what's important," Angie said, her words seeking into the bleached blonde's brain. "That your cunt feels good. You want to feel good, don't you? Have fun?"

"Yesss..." The fingers made wet schlorp-schlorp sounds as they moved in and out of Lois Lane's cunt. The reporter opened her legs wider, tried to thrust her pussy down on those fingers. One hand came down to rub her clit as Blaze finger-fucked her. It felt so good...she could feel the shampoo tingle in her pussy...

"They say blondes have more fun," Blaze whispered. "You're a blonde now. That means you should have more fun."

"More fun," Lois agreed.

"No more denying yourself. Or saving yourself. Your cunt needs more action. Men, women, it doesn't really matter, does it?"

"Cunt...needs..." Lois agreed.

Blaze's lips were pressed against Lois Lane's ears now.

"Maybe it's time for you to slut it up."