End: Lois Has Some More Convincing To Do

Maria didn't say anything for a moment. Her face had an oddly worried expression. Finally, she confessed the question that consumed her:

"So like, this guy...what color's his hair? Because I was thinking...I'd like a redhead..."

Lois sighed and brought the blunt to her lips. Something told her it was going to be a long night.

So it was.

There was a long hour, with Lois Lane buried with her face between Maria's legs as the young woman smoked and talked about her life, her hopes, her dreams. All the long years and bad decisions that came to this point. The thwarted ambitions, the failed relationships. Trying to define her sexuality.

"And like, I really like to get dicked down, but there's just something about a woman's softness," Maria said with a sigh. "I just wish I could like...you know, have a 9 to 5, but I come home and take off my heals and get my cunt eaten out for half an hour and then ride a dick hard, right? Like, if I just had this dude who would hug me tight and empty his balls inside me and call me mommy and...that doesn't make me fucked up, right?"

Lois Lane, eyes bloodshot, pulled her dripping chin from Maria's crotch. She gave the young woman a smile.

"Not at all," Lois said with a grin. The reporter licked the tangy juice from her lips. "I get it, I really get it. In fact, I think you and my friend would really hit it off. Do you mind if we switch for a second?"

So they did. Lois rolled over onto her stomach, and Maria pried the reporter's buttocks apart. A hot, wet tongue planted kisses along the crack of the reporter's ass. The same ass still stuffed full of those eggs that were slowly dissolving...and perhaps, the reporter allowed, they were making her more suggestible. Because the more that Lois felt of Maria's tongue, the less inclined she was to pursue this story down below.

Which is why she grabbed her phone and sent a carefully-worded text message to the Justice League while she still had the will to do so.

Then Maria bit her ass, and Lois dropped the phone...and the two women tumbled together, in a whir of limbs and lips. A hot, sloppy make-out session of a kind that Lois Lane hadn't experienced since the young and carefree days before she had a career and had to figure out her own taxes. In fact, even when she was young and carefree, Lois Lane hadn't ever just spent an entire night getting high, with her fingers buried in another woman's twat, talking about her prospective baby daddy.

"H-his name's Jimmy!" Lois said. "He likes to wear dresses and I think he's kind of an egg, but he'd be really easy to bully his dick..."

"Oh fuck!" Maria whimpered back. "He sounds fucking perfect! I want to cuddle him and **** him to wear panties!"

The shit you say when high...

There was a rumble beneath them as the Justice League invaded Lex Luthor's lab. The lights flickered. Somewhere, people screamed. Lois Lane didn't have any concern that justice would prevail. That someone would rescue the missing women. She was busy blowing smoke into Maria's asshole while the young woman stared at a picture of Jimmy Olsen in panties on the reporter's phone.

Eventually, though, they did run out of weed. The police sirens had long since died away. And the two women dressed and stumbled out into the pre-dawn light of Metropolis, with a case of the giggles and an itch only one thing could scratch...

"Miss Lane?"

Jimmy Olsen blinked. Lois Lane did not ask why the ginger-haired young man was wearing a see-through blue nightie and a matching blue choker. The little blue-striped panties did nothing to conceal his bulge.

"Hey Jimmy," Lois said. "This is my friend Maria."

Unaccountably shy, Maria was crimson from ear to ear. "You're pretty!" she blurted.

"Th-thank you?" Jimmy said, one hand still clutched his door. His nose wrinkled as he caught the familiar cannabis stench.

"Maria has been a big help to me on my investigation tonight," Lois said with a smile. "She helped rescue a bunch of women!"

"O-oh?" Jimmy said as she smiled nervously. His eyes went back and forth between Lois Lane and Maria, not sure what the reporter was getting at.

"Only, I promised her your dick in exchange for her help," Lois said.

Jimmy blinked.

"What?"

Which is when Maria stepped forward and grabbed him. Jimmy's face was buried between her tits. The mesh top hadn't left anything to the imagination, and now he felt it up close and personal.

"I want your red-haired babies!" Maria said as she carried him into his apartment.

Lois Lane grinned. Later, when she sobered up, she might be appalled at essentially whoring out the Daily Planet's photographer...but as the loving couple stumbled into the bedroom, Lois was more focused on what sort of cookies Jimmy had in his pantry.

Which was how, at last, Lois Lane's night ended. On his couch, munching on what passed for junk food, as Jimmy Olsen got his pipes cleaned.

A part of the reporter wondered if they would name it Lois, if it was a girl.