Tribbing

Fucking, Lois Lane could grasp. She liked fucking. It made her feel good.

The ditzy bimbo crabwalked forward as the sorceress laid down on her side, one hand under her right thigh to hold it in the air, her pussy glistening and wet where the sunscreen had oiled it. Tits pointed toward the sun, Lois slid her own crotch down until she could feel her pussy touch the other woman's pussy.

It was slick. Lois could feel the heat of their skins beneath the sun, the slippery mix of sweat and sunscreen and their comingled juices. Their hips moved, the women wrestling for position, their crotches nuzzling, rubbing, seeking that magic combination of friction that worked for them both...

The raven-haired woman grunted like an animal as her shaved pussy slid against Circe's little strip of lavender pubic hair. She was lost in the rut, rubbing her labia harder against the other woman, hands buried in the sand. There was a weird flutter of excitement in her belly, but her head was empty, unable to form a thought, all concentration on her burning pussy, her rigid little clitty...

"You're an eager little slut," Circe said, and Lois half-opened her eyes to see that the sorceress was smiling. "I wonder how many years you've wanted to do this, but kept all your dyke-impulses under wraps."

Lois blinked, confused. They were fucking, weren't they? All this talking was distracting her.

"I bet you want to cum, don't you?" Circe taunted, grinding her pussy against the reporter's clit. "But you can't. If you cum before I do, I'm going to punish you."

"Cum," Lois huffed, head throbbing. "Wanna cum."

She could feel the need rising inside of her, nipples hard as pencil erasers, and Lois didn't care about anything else. The heat seemed to fill her entire body, sweat pouring down the oiled skin, and she stared at the panting, sweating form of the slim, older woman grinding her cunt against hers, and Lois felt a strange hunger building inside of her...a hunger to see that face twisted with pleasure, to taste those hard nipples, to feel that pussy explode against her own...if Circe would only stop talking!