Chapter 18 by Zeebop

Does Lois Obey?

Lois Sucks Her Own Nipples

Ever since Lois Lane had even had any breasts worth talking about, her nipples had been an impossible distance. Utterly insurmountable. It was more likely that Lois would become a contortionist and able to press her lips against her own pussy than it was for her to one day lick her own nipples. Puberty had simply not been so generous, and her perky palmfuls had remained stubbornly out of reach. Like the moon, something that could be gazed upon with wonderment, but never touched.

Until now.

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Circe's hands squeezed until the tit-flesh oozed out between her fingers, and brought the reporter's nipples right up to her lips. Lois couldn't keep her mouth shut. It wasn't just that she could lick her own nipples now...she wanted, no needed to feel what it was like to suckle on her own nips. To taste her tits. It was like some long-denied dream, finally realized...and Circe's hazel eyes blazed with green fires as Lois closed her lips on the proferred tips.

It was...odd. Lois Lane's nipples had always been sensitive, and this was like someone kissing them both at once, except the one that was doing the kissing was Lois herself. She sucked, her tongue playing against the erect nubs, experimented with applying a little bit more pressure with her teeth...and sucked a little harder, enjoying the familiar-yet-unfamiliar sensation.

The reporter was not transported into some magical world of ecstasy, like she had thought as a callow young woman...but it did feel good. In fact, Lois felt she could get used to this.

Just pop out a tit and suck it whenever the mood strikes me, Lois thought giddily. Who needs men?

"Not enough," Circe said, her voice hoarse. The witch's burning eyes showed huge black pupils, as if she was high...or mad...or both. "No, not enough, you need more..."