Lois Wants To Make Maria Cum

"My ass can wait," Lois Lane said firmly. She set her jaw, the hard-nosed reporter used to getting her way...and then her face softened. "I want to make you feel good."

The young woman smiled. "And how do you plan to do that?"

Lois raised herself on her knees and drew Maria down to the bed. Their lips met part way, tongues twisting as they tasted each other...and Lois' hand slid down her lover's belly, over the little landing strip of pubic hair, sliding over the unfamiliar folds of another woman's slit...

The reporter held the young woman close, breaking the kiss to draw her mouth down to the hollow behind her jaw...tongue exploring her neck, kissing and sucking hard, leaving little trail of hickies as she moved ever southwards...and her fingers began to rub, in between those legs. Lois was working blind, holding her lover close, working by touch, feeling her heart thunder in her chest, trying to remember what made her feel good.

Maria purred as the lips traveled down to her left breast, working her way slowly to the nipple. She wiggled one slim finger into the waiting crotch, trying to judge how wet it was...her thumb pressing and rubbing gently against the clitoris, her other hand gently massaging the small of Maria's back...a three-pronged ****.

If only I had a prong! Lois thought, then dismissed the thought, just as she ignored the growing burning soreness in her asshole. Just pounding it in and out doesn't do it for me, I doubt it'll do it for her.

But she worked the finger deeper, rubbed harder, took the hard nipple in her mouth and flicked her tongue over the erect pink nub, and she could feel Maria getting a little more excited now, hips moving, pressing the finger in deeper.

"Tell me what you want," Lois released the nipple from her mouth. "Tell me how to make you cum..."