Chapters tagged blaze

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane opened the door...and stared into a chasm of cleavage. Her brain stopped, cock threatening to rip through her pants. They were the biggest set of tits that the reporter had ever seen on a human being, vast pale rippling masses of pillow-soft flesh that jutted forward, s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"This is intolerable!" Lois Lane said, putting on her most privileged, air as she pressed her breasts into those wonderful chest-pillows. Her eight-inch demonbreaker was achingly hard, not that the overly-endowed woman in front of her could see it with those massive mammaries. "I...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

_Okay, so jerking off counts._ Lois Lane's hand wrapped around the demon's shaft as her prick slid in and out of the tight ass. The succubus beneath her moaned as the reporter's thumb slid over her glans again and again. Their bodies moved in time, and as the final moan ripped i...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, and let it out. The reporter knew that no matter what equipment she had, the mind was master of the body. The brain was the biggest erogenous zone. She could do this. She would do this. In her mind's eye she saw a red cape flutt...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

_Keep it in your pants, Lane_, Lois told herself. The reporter knocked, then listened. She had an idea... "Come in!" A voice called. Female, bit of a strange accent. Lois grasped the handle and pushed. Lush blue carpet. Real wood paneling. Framed erotic prints on the walls, al...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Blaze climbed onto the desk...and as she clambered on top, her human form faded. Dark horns burst from her forehead and rose in a dark arc over her wild hair. The eyes shadowed into dark pits, and then she blinked, and Lois Lane was staring into pure white voids without pupil or...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"That is the problem with succubi," Blaze said as she walked around her desk. Her clothes seemed to melt off her, like cotton candy as it touches the tongue...a lean, muscled form too chiseled to be conventionally beautiful; the breasts small. As her clothing melted away, the ski...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

_Okay_, the naked reporter thought as she made a bee-line for the bar. _So. I have to slut it up. But not look like I'm slutting it up. Well, make it look like I'm slutting it up, but not down to fuck just anyone. A sure thing, but only for one particular pussy. That belongs to a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

In her mind, Lois Lane tried to fight—yet it was a battle she was ill-equipped for. She raged as her body moved of its own accord, arranging Zatanna on the empty altar. Watched helplessly as her own hands stripped the witch of her clothes, those magnificent breasts popping free a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Lois Lane felt the eyes on her as she swayed through the crowd. The thirst grew inside of her, and her internal compass-needle seemed to drag her ever closer to the bar. Eager hands ran up inside of the reporter's shirt, unclasped her bra. Hands roamed over her tight pants. Never...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane hated herself as she slipped to her knees. Her lip quivered as she opened her mouth, unable to resist the gnawing need inside of her. Detested herself for giving in to this most unnatural craving. Died a little inside as she heard the gasps of onlookers as she debased h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The reporter's cheeks burned as she saw, with her peripheral vision, people pointed at her. A crowd of onlookers. Some of them had their cameras out. Lois Lane's chin struck the demon's nutsack, the tip of that cock pressed into the back of her throat and for a second Lois couldn...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The room was dark. Lois felt around inside for a light switch, but couldn't find one. She stepped inside...and a steel plate dropped behind the dickgirl reporter, cutting off her escape—and Jacinda. That was when Lois noticed the smell. A kind of laundry-hamper, locker-room reek...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Although she'd had a dick for less than an hour, the reporter could feel the demon in her tight pants straining to bury itself in that pussy. _But that's probably exactly what Blaze wants_, Lois Lane decided. She tried to remember what Jacinda Blood had told her...obviously, the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

It was amazing, what Lois Lane could feel through her demonbreaker. The heat inside the fucklock's ass was amazing. The reporter's thrusts grew too quick to feel the beat of the woman's pulse, but she could feel the ass squeeze down around her, trying to milk Lois of her seed—but...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The demonbreaker which Etrigan had grafted on to Lois Lane was like a third forearm...and it hung free now, hard and throbbing and uncontained. Thick as her bicep at the root, it narrowed to the width of her wrist about thirteen or fourteen inches later...and the head of it was n...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The demon looked at Lois frankly, but the reporter had been undercover more times than she could count. She had bought on the black market in Moscow, asked for some very select sexual services from the prostitutes in Thailand, and once had even negotiated for the purchase o...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

One eyebrow rose. "I'm tired of silly little bitches that can't handle my cock," the reporter said. "I want to fuck a woman. I don't want to date, or romance. I want someone that will bend over and let me fuck her whenever I want for the rest of my life, and can take my dick wit...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The demon smiled. "Dramatic—bold. I think I like you like this, Lois Lane. When you first came into my club, I wasn't sure what your intentions were, but I thought we'd have our fun. If you are serious, however...well, this could be a mutually profitable arrangement." Quickly,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The demon stepped forward. Slid her hands around the reporter's shoulders, fingers interlacing behind Lois Lane's neck. She stared Lois in the eye, that damnable half-smile on her face. "When our contract is in effect," Blaze said. "You may order me about as your personal whore....