Chapters tagged cunnilingus

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The coast, it turned out, was clear. Using her smartphone for light, Lois Lane walked back around to the front of the shrine with its sundry offerings of booze, used condoms, money, black candles, bones, and squatting in the middle of it the ugly, gravid form of that squat idol....

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Suspicion flared through the reporter's brain, even as Wonder Woman's tongue found the reporter's sticky cunt. She was more than willing to believe that beneath that golden brassiere beat the heart of a lesbian, she was even willing to believe that Diana might even have fallen fo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

"It's for your own safety," Diana told Lois Lane. "You're pregnant now. You can't be running around getting into dangerous situations." "But I can walk," the reporter insisted. The Daily Planet's Greatest Work-From-Home reporter was currently draped over Wonder Woman's shoulder...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

It wasn't up for debate. Wonder Woman's hand slid under the coiled red loin cloth and picked Lois Lane up bodily. The reporter gulped as the cloth bit into her cunt. Unhurriedly, Diana carried her lover onto the bed. "Can you believe it must be at least half an hour since I've...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Lois Lane's cunt burned. She could feel the juices from her pussy soak into the impromptu loin cloth. Her fingers delved deeper into Wonder Woman's pussy, and the amazon's pussy felt hotter than ever. "Something...something's wrong," Diana managed as Lois Lane's tongue flicked o...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Sucking on Wonder Woman's cunny, slurping loudly and lewdly, letting her tongue flick and flutter inside of the Amazon, Lois Lane could feel and taste and hear how wantonly Diana was for her—yet as arousing as the act was, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter still had enough of...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The bed springs creaked. The moans grew louder. Lois Lane grit her teeth as the Amazon crawled back behind her. There wasn't room for the reporter to escape. All she could do was push her legs firmly together and hope Diana got the hint. Warm, callused hands, used to wielding sw...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

In her sexual life, Lois Lane had rarely been in a position where she could give voice during the act. While masturbating at her father's home or university, she had to flick her bean as quietly as possible, stifling even the softest moan. During her occasional liaisons at hotels...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Lois Lane didn't feel any different when she went to the Daily Planet offices the next morning. Oh, she was wearing her push-up bra, and maybe let a button unbuttoned on her blouse; and the black pencil skirt and heels were doing wonders for showing off her legs...and she smiled...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

_Fucked if I do, fucked if I don't_, Lois thought as she felt strange hands pry her ass cheeks apart. A grizzled, unshaven face scratched against her thighs, an unknown tongue lapping at the fresh cream pie. _So I might as well get laid_. Lois Lane laid in the tunnel, staring in...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The tongue cleaning out the reporter's kitty slid up. The hands spread her cheeks wide. Lois felt the soft, warm organ lick over her taint...and then her asshole. Slow and deliberate. As if just getting started. "No," the reporter whispered, empty pussy frustrated. "So close! I...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The reporter wiggled as the giant hand brought her up. his close, Lois got a better look at the huge woman. Dark horns, each as big as a car, jutted out from a broad brow and curled over her head. Her body was lean muscle, the red tone from the bright red of a cherry tomato to th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Each tastebud was as big as Lois Lane's fist, and they squished against her pussy like a hot loofah. Trapped in the giant crimson fist, the reporter could only scream as the massive tongue ran roughshod between her legs, the sides slid against her thighs, the thick tongue teased...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Around the demon, the cultists grew more frantic in their self-worship. One by one, the acolytes tore open their robes, hands rubbed at wet, hungry cunts, mouths hung open and tongues lolled. The temperature of the air grew, and an expectant crackle and tension filled the room, l...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

The skirt was tighter about the reporter's waist. She felt self-conscious about it as she devoured another donut. She wasn't showing yet, but the stress of the whole situation given Lois a serious craving for comfort foods. The reporter told herself that all the sex at night woul...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Oh, we have a deck of cards, and we've become quite fond of Bridge," Jenny Dunlap said. The smile seemed so genuine, yet the way it stayed on her face, the muscles not relaxing a millimeter was decidedly unnatural. Lois Lane had never known any human being that happy that wasn't...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Scandal rocked Metropolis. Headline after headline burst forth from the Daily Planet. Within a week, the mayor had resigned. Within two weeks, arrests were made that crippled Intergang's operations in the city. By the end of the month, LexCorp faced criminal charges, and its stoc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"On your knees." Lois Lane wasn't prepared when the voice, powerful and compelling, came from her "client's" throat. It reminded the reporter of the drill sergeants she had known, that tone of command that brooked no insolence, just immediate obedience. The reporter's knees hit...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane's pink tongue slid between the lips of the woman's labia. Fingers combed through the reporter's hair. The tangy juices filled the reporter's mouth, and she couldn't help but swallow. The hot liquor ran down the reporter's throat and lit a fire in her belly...and between...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The Penguin, undressed, was squat, hairless, and oddly svelte; the skin was smooth and almost slippery-seeming, the great round gut didn't wobble or jiggle like fat, but reminded Lois Lane of those weightlifters that always looked about six feet around at the stomach. Yet what ca...