Chapters tagged gape

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"Is there a place we can be alone together with...a private bathroom and a hose?" Lois asked. Angelica stared at her quizzically. "Yeah...why...?" The reporter fidgeted, feeling the weight of her new clit ring. She knew that sexual contact when you had open wounds on your genit...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Liquid heat spewed deep inside the plush ass of Lois Lane. The reporter squealed in wanton lust as the sticky mess burst inside her burning, once-virgin ass, stretched as it was by Blaze's thumb and dick at once. The greedy woman clutched at her new, expanded breasts, and squeeze...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois blanched at the demon's words. Blaze's smile widened, and she reached out one long arm to grab a handful of the reporter's rump, squeezing the tight ass cheek. The brunette, still feeling the creeping, crawling sensation throughout her body, flinched as cool air brushed agai...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois Lane wanted to scream. She wanted to cry. Wanted, if she was honest with herself, to cum. Yet all she could do was gasp and hold on as the demon Blaze shoved her hand farther and farther into her body. Her asshole, stretched taut around the invading intruder, felt...weidly...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois could feel the cock stiffen inside her at those whispered words. "This is all about showing you have me, right?" Her violet eyes stared up into Blaze's own orbs, all white but sunk into dark pits. "Well you've already had my front. But I want you to have all of me." Lois pa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The thumbs pulled...and Lois grimaced. It felt like her ass was being pulled apart. It wasn't pain, exactly. Like pulling at the edges of your mouth. Feeling the tension increase in your skin, the stretching lips pulling at other muscles. Blaze pulled the reporter's ass open, and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane didn't know what she expected. Pain. Violation. Degradation. Instead, there was simply a sense of fullness. The warmth of her hand in the reporter's ass. The press of her knuckles stretching out her colon making Lois feel so damn full. The way her ass couldn't close, n...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The first time Lois Lane had been French-kissed, the young man she'd been with had pressed his tongue as far into her mouth as he could. Lois had been so taken aback at the suddenness of his intrusion, she didn't slap him until it felt like he was checking on her tonsils. The sam...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The trick to interrogation, Lois Lane knew, was to keep asking the same question. To wear the subject down. Until they ran out of lies and diversions. Until all they could think of was the one thing the interrogator wished to know. All that was left. Three fingers plunged in and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

The clips advanced. Single images were giving way to short videos, just a few frames at a time. Close-ups of stretched-out vaginas. Purple cock-heads withdrawing to reveal the raw pink holes, before plunging in again. Lois' eyes were focused on the screen, rarely blinking, her b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The parade of busted cunts filled the screen, swirling pink around the edges, but front and center...right in the middle of Lois' vision...she could see a dripping pussy, on a chair. Just like the one Lois was sitting in now. Pink pussies, raw and dripping spunk, continued to fla...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Lois Lane found herself breathing like she was in lamaze class—puffing her cheeks out, sucking in air—but she wasn't giving birth. Quite the reverse. Knuckles pressed into the soft cheeks of the reporter's vulva. Her vagina felt ready to snap. Lois focused on her breathing. _It'...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

The door opened, as if by some pre-arranged signal. Women filed in, each naked save for the strap-on girded about their loins. The reporter's eyes went wide. She knew those women—their names, their faces from social media. These were the women who had gone missing, the ones that...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

Mercy stepped quietly into the bathroom. Maria was a decent asset, but Lane was smart, and not to be underestimated, unpredictable. Mercy smiled as she palmed the box with the green kryptonite. If Lane gave her any trouble... Soft as a panther, Mercy padded toward the only close...