Trib The Pussy

Lois bit her lip. She was alone, with a real live pussy in front of her...warm, living, ****.

"I can do anything to you," the reporter breathed, and she swore that the pussy quivered. Her heart began to beat faster as her mind traveled down unusual pathways. Corridors of perverted imagination that she had never had the courage to dare in her life.

She reached down and touched her pussy. Slid a finger right between those lips, to touch the sensitive folds in there. Damp wetness there, her own sexual excitement.

"If I only dare..."

Lois put the book on the center of the bed. Breathing heavily through her mouth, the scent of pussy in the air, the reporter carefully laid down on top of it. Lining up her pussy with the book-pussy, the pussy of the demon named Blaze. Clits pressing against each other, cunt to cunt.

Slowly, carefully, tentatively Lois began to move back and forth. Her clit rubbing against that of the other pussy. She closed her eyes, stifling a little moan. A part of her had dreamed of this, with another woman. To just experience something that she couldn't with a man...

The reporter closed her eyes and let herself go, rubbing harder and faster, pressing her pussy against the other, her clam sliding, their juices mingling. It was so different from anything she had ever experienced before... She found herself pressing herself harder against the demon cunt, the demon clit feeling so much bigger and harder than her own, so good as it rubbed against her slit, almost but not quite going inside.

The heat was building, and Lois could feel herself imagining the body that pussy might go to, the weird mix of red skin and horns, spade-tipped tail and cloven hooves, small tight breasts and a flash of sharp white teeth...her demon lover. Lois panted hard, almost wishing that the woman was writhing beneath her right now, her lesbian sex doll, her Satanic sapphic slut on which she could play out all her repressed fantasies...and the harder she rubbed, the hotter her slit became, her body feeling better and better...and she wondered if, in some other dimension, the demon Blaze could feel the same thing that Lois was feeling.

She hoped so.