Chapters tagged blaze

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Lois Lane's eyes narrowed into slits. The air in the room seemed to grow charged—not just warm, but sticky, humid, and pregnant with possibility, like the air before a thunderstorm. As the naked reporter's fingers dipped faster and faster in her cunny, she could feel the hair sta...

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Chapter 15

Lois Lane stared at the ceiling, heart racing, breasts heaving. Normally, sex helped clear her mind, and her body calmed down. This time, though...his heat seemed to linger where he had touched his body. His smell, like the yolks of hardboiled eggs and masculine musk, filled her...

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Chapter 23

Lois Lane slid in past the security guards. Not as Lizzie Long—though she could feel the reflex to bring Lizzie out and let her play, in this environment of tight young bodies on the dance floor—but those big breasts and big butt, those tattoos and piercings, would draw too much...

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Chapter 20

The reporter let her tongue slip south of the pierced pussy. Her tongue ran over the little sensitive strip of skin between the bottom of the vagina and the divot of the blonde woman's asshole, and the reporter was surprised that despite its name, the taint didn't taste bad at al...

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Chapter 19

Lois stared at the cunt full of metal. She could feel the edge of desire inside of her but...no pins and needles sensation in her own pussy. "It's a beautiful pussy," Lois said politely, as she hit the button for the elevator to go down. "You uh...don't want to eat it?" The pie...

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Chapter 20

The robes parted. Lois Lane sucked in her breath as she beheld their bodies...she had thought she recognized these women, but now she knew that they were nothing like they had been. They were not like normal women at all, but supermodels out to strut. Every tummy was flat and chi...

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Chapter 23

Lois Lane let her little sister go with a kiss. Lucy licked her lips as she grabbed her bag and headed off to catch her flight. The reporter wondered, now, how things would be different between them. Maybe Lucy would drink a little bit less. Maybe it would just be one more thing...

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Chapter 24

"Progress," Blaze whispered into the reporter's ear, as her crimson fingers sank into Lois Lane's puffy pussy, "comes from the overcoming of obstacles. My lessons to you shall come in the form of challenges. To overcome a challenge is evidence of your growth as a sorceress...and...

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Chapter 20

Face down. Ass up. Lois Lane pried the muscular cheeks apart. The unwashed smell of Diesel's cunt and ass washed over her like some sweet perfume. _Don't think, Lane_, Lois said as she stared down at the little brown hole, the glimmer of pink in the middle. _Just do it. Like a R...

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Chapter 23

In the dark of night, Lois Lane awoke with a gasp. Diesel beside her snored on, utterly oblivious as the smaller woman's eyes fixed on a shadow that hovered above their bed...and in that state between full wakefulness and sleep, the reporter found herself paralyzed, unable to mov...

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Chapter 20

Rose and Lois were led downstairs. Lois felt a glimmer of concern, as they passed back through the Black Door...and the reporter saw that the room with the statue was filled with robed and cowled cultists. The reporter leaned over to the transwoman and whispered. "I thought you...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane blinked. "Pimp?" Rose nodded. "I mean, she doesn't call herself that, but she's the one that arranges...things. So that people come to fuck me in the ass. Makes sure they're clean, that there's lube. Pays me to get check-ups, bleach jobs for my asshole...sometimes outf...

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Chapter 21

"Think of it as a side hustle, sweetmeat," Angelica Blaze said. She gave Lois Lane's breasts a little squeeze through the golden dress. The wonderbra did absolute wonders for her cleavage. "You like getting fucked up the ass, right? So think of it like a date, except you don't ha...

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Chapter 20

The route back to Lois Lane's apartment took her along the edge of Metropolis Park. Not a place Lois normally wanted to be at night—she had heard rumors of what went on there after dark, hidden from sight. The public restrooms were a known cruising spot, sex workers tended to do...

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Chapter 21

Lois Lane woke up before the alarm. Eyes wide, she stared at the ceiling. Trying desperately to hold onto the last lingering remnants of the dream...the same dream she'd been having for a month. There had been men waiting for her, at the gloryhole in the club. The first stop of t...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane went back to her apartment. Pulled off her dirty clubwear, scrubbed the makeup from her face. Took a shower and drank a glass of wine, then laid herself down to sleep. Her night out was over...and if she had not made as much progress toward her goal, then perhaps she ha...

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Chapter 18

The little hands groped the reporter's tits as Angie's pierced, condom-clad cock slid in and out of her asshole. There was just such a need...and the feeling of that prince albert piercing against Lois Lane's anal ring was just...like nothing she had ever experienced. L...

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Chapter 19

"My name is Lois Lane." It was a little surrender...but it was also an affirmation of self. Pins and needles ran through the reporter's body in a wave, and she wondered what had changed this time. She didn't feel any different. Angie's hand was still wrapped around her little c...

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Chapter 20

Lois bit her lip. She reached behind her and grabbed that skinny little ass. Angie laughed as Lois spun around in the tight confines of the bathroom stall and sat heavily....trapping that little cock in her fat ass. "My name is Lois Lane," she said, as Angie stroked the reporter...

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Chapter 21

Blaze rang the doorbell. Lois Lane buzzed her up. The demon had a sundress on today, and a big slouch hat and sunglasses.With her olive skin and exotic accent, she might have stepped from some Mediterranean beach...and in fact the bottle of wine she brought with her did come fro...