Turn The Cock Slut Loose

Lois Lane blinked.

There was a discontinuity in her memory. One moment, she had been naked save for the warm cover of fresh sperm, blindly groping for the next cock to fill her aching holes. Man cream had run down her legs from her sore pussy, farted out of her burning asshole. The reporter looked around at the familiar cubicles of the Daily Planet. Looked down at herself, dressed in her street clothes. As if nothing had happened.

Her fingers slipped down the front of her tight red pants, sipped between the black lace panties and the carefully-trimmed pubic hair. A sigh of pleasure and pain escaped her lips as her fingers plunged into her pussy. There was none of the blissful cream she had expected, but the lips were still swollen and raw from the seemingly endless fuck session.

She felt...empty.

"Miss Lane?" A familiar head with red curly hair popped around a corner. Freckles. Blue eyes. Bow tie. Pink pinstripe suit. The name swam in and out of Lois Lane's mind. She felt a small pain at the corner of her jaw as saliva filled her mouth. Her eyes dipped down to the young man's crotch.

"Gee, you're dressed like you're ready to go clubbing," Jimmy Olsen said with a grin. "Are you out on an assignment Miss Lane? Did you want me to take some pictur—"

She dropped to her knees, hands grasped at his belt, cloth tearing in her frantic eagerness to get the pants off.

"Miss Lane!" Jimmy's hands grasped her shoulders as his black boxer-briefs came into view. "What are you doing? Stop, please, you know I have a girlf—"

Olsen's cock was skinny as a magic marker, with a pale purple head like a blunted arrow. Lois Lane slurped it up like a strand of limp spaghetti. Her left hand held the hairless, shaven balls, one finger gently stroking the supremely soft skin that led to his taint, slurping gently at the stringy noodle...and to the delight of her one-track mind, felt him began to harden as her tongue peeled back his foreskin.

"Ooh...fudgesticks!" Jimmy said.

Focused as she was on her task, Lois wasn't so deaf as to miss the sound of footsteps behind her.