Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

There had been times during Lois Lane's adventurous existence when she faced imminent —and her life had indeed passed right before her eyes. The Daily Planet's greatest reporter had stared down the barrels of rayguns and remembered her first blowjob, going down on a young ma...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Two lives, intertwined. Or maybe it was more like one life grafted onto another. The woman that rose from the table, naked and free, was no longer just Lois Lane...there was that other life, those other experiences. Lois could feel them, just as she could feel the vines and plant...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

She drank whiskey alone. The brightly colored bottle showed a crying clown, cotton candy, balloons. Cartoons played on the old television, the sound off. Roadrunner and coyote. Duck and rabbit. The pigtails had come undone, and the pale hair, dyed different colors at the tips, hu...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Poison Liana hooked a thumb under thedflared edge of the plug in Harley Quinn's ass. She pressed her breasts against Harley's back, her belly to the bar. The reporter's left hand grabbed Harley's. Thumb and forefinger gripped the index finger, even as the reporter levered...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The former Lois Lane's fingers were entwined with Harley's. By instinct, her hand found its way to the Clown Princess of Crime's hip. Then their eyes met. Poison Liana's hand slid along the small of her back, felt the handles of the knives Harley Quinn hid back there. Slipped int...

by Zeebop

Chapter 6

The word had gone out among the perverts of Metropolis. Scrawled on bathroom walls, whispered in sex clubs, discreetly advertised in adult bookstores and shops. Nothing on the internet, nothing definite for the police to find...but for those who knew... A room in the back of the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

Lois was too dazed from the to resist as the ball-gag was between her teeth, and tightened around her head. Dimly, she tried to move, but with the straps on her elbows and wrists, the best the reporter could do was to kick her feet out ineffectually. Even so...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

Fingers brushed the reporter's exposed pussy. Lois Lane's heart seemed to leap into her throat. Aimee stood directly opposite the reporter, watching her face as the first "customer" slowly, hesitantly explored the wet cunny and smooth pale ass cheeks that stuck out from the wall....

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The grip on the reporter's ass tightened. Lois could feel the big thumbs dig into the crack of her ass, prying the soft buttocks uncomfortably wide apart—and then she felt the head of the glans rub against her labia, getting the rubbery knob wet with her juices. She swallowed har...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

He had been on patrol over Metropolis when the scent had come to him. Few of his friends or foes recalled that the Last Son of Krypton's sense of smell was super-acute...that he could track his enemies like a bloodhound, and analyze gasses with the merest sniff. It was a power th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The wall burst in a shower of bricks, Lois Lane carried forward as Superman erupted inside of her. Aimee screamed and ran. All she saw was the dust-covered hulk of a humanoid figure, holding onto the reporter for dear life, pumping away like a hummingbird stabbing deep into a par...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Something struck Lois Lane's head. Lights out. No dreams. No memory of the dark. Just discontinuity. A taste of that non-existence that came before being, and awaited afterward. There was no Lois Lane. There was nothing. Perhaps, for a moment, she was truly dead. Then the ligh...

by Zeebop

Chapter 5

Lois Lane's sorority days had been awfully long ago. In fact, she hadn't been much of a hard drinker in years. Yet the first three passes, the reporter kept up. She snatched up the glasses as fast as Mac set them down, and matched Aimee glass-for-glass. The reporter didn't even...

by Zeebop

Chapter 6

The drunk reporter gave a grin. "There was...a sorority party. Seven minutes in heaven. We'd been doing shots. I was drunk..." Lois said. "Like you are now," Jorge pointed out, and Lois felt a flush come to her cheeks. "There was a young woman named Lori. Long brown hair, she...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

"I..." Lois tried to issue a denial, a dismissal, a joke...but it died on her lips. She tried again, mouth open, but the words refused to come out. For a moment it was almost as though she couldn't even think the word "no." "Aimee," Jorge said. "Why don't you make out with her?...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

Uncaring of who was watching, Jorge and Mac pulled their pants down, just enough for their stiff pricks to be exposed. "Aimee, roll over," Jorge said. "So we can get that pussy." The young woman rolled over...and Lois Lane, her hands still squeezing Aimee's tight buttocks, let...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The reporter took a moment to find her feet and straighten her clothes. She grabbed Aimee underneath the right arm and half-dragged the young and drunk woman into an approximation of an upright posture. Lois Lane grinned at the scantily-clad waitress. "We'd love to. Lead on, ple...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"...like you!" Poison Ivy finished. "But that's...evil!" Lois Lane said, and she regretted how stupid those words were as soon as they left her mouth. "Hmm. Maybe a little," Poison Ivy admitted, as she saw a man covered in great green leaves like corn stalks poke two phallic-lo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Poison Ivy took the drunken reporter by the arm and guided her to a private room. A skylight let in the moonlight. Something in roughly human shape sat on a chair, the trunk-like legs rested in a kiddie pool. A bottle of tequila lay close at hand, and there was a glass in its han...

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Chapter 12

At first glance, it was a carrot. A tuber, certainly. Then the reporter's hand brushed the skin, and found it was slick like a zucchini or gourd. In shape, though... Lois Lane had seen more than her share of suggestively-shaped vegetables. They were a staple of the smaller newsp...