Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"Now," Blaze said. "This might sting a bit..." So saying, the dickgirl drew her cock back until only the tip was still in the reporter's pussy...and then she drove it forward, the cock battering against the reporter's cervix..._and then straight through it, the cock penetrating...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Angelica Blaze's hips shifted, trying to shove her cock in even deeper. Lois grimaced as the discomfort inside of her spiked into actual pain. The reporter reached up and pinched one of the dickgirl's nipples, hard. "You're going to bruise my cervix!" Lois hissed. Then she looke...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Angelica Blaze brought her thumb up to her mouth...and Lois Lane winced as the sharp teeth bit down hard onto the fleshy pad. The dickgirl brought her wounded hand over to the reporter's flat stomach. The hand arched like a claw...and then pressed down, suddenly, hard. Lois yelp...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Something stabbed, stiff and sharp, to pierce at the very core of Lois Lane's being. It happened to fast that Lois could only gasp...and in that moment she was sure, somehow, that it was Blaze's tongue, suddenly rigid, that had somehow stabbed straight through her cervix. A cryst...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Angelica Blaze smiled. She produced a pale white square, as through some conjurer's trick. "But I only have one left." The dickgirl extended it to Lois. "If you'd like to do the honors?" Lois Lane took the proffered prophylactic and sat on the edge of the bed. She carefully rip...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

_I can't believe I just said that_, Lois Lane thought, her cheeks burning all the way to her ears. Except that there wasn't a condom...and as much as she was dripping, actually fucking dripping, she couldn't afford to take the chance and let Angelica Blaze stuff that cock up her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Lois Lane bit her lip as she straddled the escort's hips. Her heart fluttered in her chest as she stared down at the naked dickgirl, whose erect nipples spoke to her desire. The reporter couldn't believe she was doing this...she'd invited a stranger into her bed. Paid her. Cleane...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Lois Lane bit her lip as her little hole stretched open. Pain flared, just a little, just a point...and Angelica Blaze seemed to sense the tension in the reporter's body, the quiver of her thighs. "Just pause...it will pass. But don't take it out. Keep my cock inside your ass. Y...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane froze. She was suddenly acutely aware that she was riding this total stranger's cock, her ass hot and throbbing... Angelica Blaze's laughter tinkled behind her. The dickgirl's hands slid around to cup Lois' breasts. "You have your front page story framed on the wall,...

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Chapter 12

The man at the door was tall, some two inches over six feet, and broad as a linebacker, dressed in an off-the rack suit without a tie. A dingy sailor's cap graced a close-cropped head, and although fresh-shaved she could still see the makings of a five-o'clock shadow. The noise h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

If Lois Lane had been less aroused. If she hadn't been a little tipsy. If her gown hadn't slipped, to show a soft curve of breast and a pink nipple, so that Bibbo half-choked on his vodka and a bulge grew in his pants... If, if, if. Lois Lane asked herself those questions, as...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The reporter stared at the pickle. It was like something clicked inside of her. Pieces falling into place. She set the phallic foodstuff down, having suddenly lost her appetite. Lois Lane had once read that women had a greater tendency toward bisexuality than men. Something in t...

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Chapter 12

The reporter scanned the bar, searching for...she didn't know what. Her eyes passed over the crowded tables, the loaded bar, women milling about, laughing talking, touching. Off to her left, there were standing tables, small and intimate. A knot of quiet seemed to surround one wo...

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Chapter 13

Mind blank, Lois blurted the corny old line. She felt the heat rise in her face, aghast at her own idiocy. The reporter couldn't believe that she had said something so artless, so stupid—but she couldn't just outright ask this woman to come to bed with her either, and so she had...

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Chapter 14

The cheese came. Lois felt a bit of relief, now that things were out in the open a bit. They drank the wine, ate the cheese. Angelica Blaze asked her about Metropolis, a steady stream of questions, remarks, drawing Lois Lane out into conversation. The reporter was too good an int...

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Chapter 15

The words came out of Lois Lane's mouth. She heard them. Her stomach was full of butterflies, palms sweaty, pussy a veritable swamp. Lois had never been this turned on, this nervous. Blaze gently pushed the door open. Ushered Lois in. The three steps forward were the longest in...

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Chapter 16

Lois was torn as Angelica slid her hands down deeper into her pants, peeling pants and panties off the reporter. Her belly really was bloated right now, and anyone who saw her standing naked could have mistaken her for being six weeks pregnant... _But do I want to be?_ The repor...

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Chapter 17

Small bundles of black nylon. Long enough to loop carefully around an ankle or wrist and the leg of a bed. Lois laid on the bed, biting her lower lip as her mistress went about the workmanlike task of tying the knots. Until the reporter was naked, spread-eagle, her pussy exposed....

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Chapter 18

Steam rose from the opened roller bag. Lois Lane's brows furrowed. _Is she carrying dry ice? Why? _ Angelica put on a pair of latex gloves and carefully lifted out a plastic specimen jar from suitcase. Lois swallowed as she saw the liquid grey-white goo inside of it. The naked w...

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Chapter 19

_No_, Lois thought, deciding not to use her safe word just yet._ This is the game. I can stop playing any time I want, I just have to trust her. She's just setting up a scenario, making me anxious to heighten the thrill._ Angelica returned, wearing a pair of oven mitts and nothi...