Chapters tagged demon

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

It would have been harder at that point for Lois Lane not to drink the beer. That's what she told herself as she lifted the half-full pitcher to her lips, swiveling her hips to grind that fat dick inside her pussy, Angelica's wandering hands massaging her tits. The reporter lean...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"Uh...uh....uh..." Lois grunted. Her face felt flushed, ass bouncing up and down into Angelica's lap. The reporter didn't fight it as Blaze lifted her shirt up and pulled her strapless bra down to her stomach. The cold air felt good on her tits. In fact everything felt good. Loi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Her eyes opened in a darkened room. She could still hear the club music, somewhere far away. Something dribbled out of her pussy, down her ass and onto the cot someone had moved her on. Still not wearing pants, or panties; her shirt and jacket were still in place, though. Lois La...

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Chapter 17

Angelica bent down low, setting the reporter's pants and shoes on the bed. Long dark hair hung wild over her shoulders, trailing over her breasts. Those dark eyes bored into Lois Lane's own like they could see down into her soul. "You're drunk," she said. "I know what I'm doing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois reached out and snagged the bottle. There wasn't much left...a couple of inches. More than she would normally drink in a single night, however. More than enough to tip her over the edge from "a bad idea" to "terrible mistakes were made." She brought the bottle to her lips a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Something beeped. It seemed to echo the throbbing deep in her skull, the shrill little electronic sound drilling into both of her ears. Lois Lane dragged one eye open, hand fumbling for her phone. The alarm was going off. 0504. She made the moves on the screen to make the noise g...

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Chapter 20

The hungover reporter brought the bloody mary to her lips. Tomato juice, strong and acidic. A little spicy, salty. Underneath it, the gentle burn of the vodka, cutting away the phlegm in her throat. Three or four sips later, and Lois was feeling...better. Her head still pounded,...

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Chapter 21

Like most mornings the last few weeks, Lois Lane woke up with her head pounding, mouth tasting like something died in it, stomach churning. It was nausea that eventually drove her out of bed, scratching at her pussy, thighs still sticky from last night's activities. Reporters ha...

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Chapter 22

The first few hours, Lois Lane sat on the toilet while Angelica Blaze ransacked the apartment and emptied every drop of booze down the sink. The pregnant reporter wasn't sure what she would have done without Angie there during the next forty-eight hours. That was when Lois came t...

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Chapter 21

Dawn came and the reporter heaved herself out of bed. She stretched and yawned, her stomach rumbling. Padded over the floor on bare feet and opened the fridge to grab breakfast. A tall can of cold lager. It cracked open with a satisfying hiss, and Lois tilted her head back as the...

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Chapter 22

156 pounds. The reporter had stared at the scale and a cold wave seemed to go through her. She knew her clothes had been tight lately, and she had been staying away from the tighter clothes and her bras had been tight, but she had gained thirty pounds in the last eight weeks. It...

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Chapter 23

159. "Damnation!" Lois Lane swore under her breath as she looked at the scale. Around her at the gym, weights clinked and people grunted. The normal background soundtrack to her daily post-work workout. For this. Weeks of dieting and exercise, and she had gained three pounds. A...

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Chapter 20

"I'm surprised you're awake," the woman with the dark eyes and wild, unruly hair said as she cracked open a bottle of Perrier and poured it over ice for the reporter. Her movements were smooth, confident, and the little smile on her lips haunted Lois. "I figured you might sleep i...

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Chapter 21

Lois Lane closed her eyes against the bright sunlight of a Metropolis morning. The sound of traffic assailed her ears. She staggered to a half, Angelica Blaze's hand still circled about her wrist, suddenly nauseous and off-balance. Her head pounded, and she could feel the vibrati...

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Chapter 22

The next week, Angie showed up in a red Lamborghini Countach and they drove out to a winery for a tasting. They laughed and sipped, listened to the sommelier and sampled the cheese. Angie bought a case which Lois had to hold in her lap the whole way back because it wouldn't fit i...

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Chapter 19

Something beeped. It seemed to echo the throbbing deep in her skull, the shrill little electronic sound drilling into both of her ears. Lois Lane dragged one eye open, hand fumbling for her phone. The alarm was going off. 0504. She made the moves on the screen to make the noise g...

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Chapter 20

"What do you want?" Lois asked. "Another piece of what I had last night," Angelica said. She leaned back, and the reporter saw the tip of her stiff dick slip out from her jeans. "But first, tell me what you're looking for. If I can't help you, I might be out of luck." That damn...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane stood up. Behind the pounding headache, righteous anger flared. "I don't fuck to get what I want," the reporter stood up. "Thanks for the coffee." A hand reached out and grabbed the reporter's right wrist as she turned to leave. "Wait," the dickgirl said. "I didn't.....

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Chapter 18

"You...have a condom?" Lois said. "I really don't," Angelica said. "Is that a problem?" "Lube?" Lois said, ignoring Angelica's question. Her hands reached up to fondle the heavy scrotum, drunkenly fascinated with the dickgirl's piss-slit. In her alcoholic haze, Lois could almos...

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Chapter 19

The bedsprings creaked. Lois Lane's ass burned, from lube and booze and above all else, cock. The drunken reporter shivered as Blaze knelt above her, and the dickgirl's cock sawed in and out of the reporter's tight little hole like a dog mounting a bitch...and in her s...