Chapters tagged futanari

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois pointed the smartphone at her pussy. The DMN App almost seemed to launch itself. Locked onto her swollen pussy, which was beginning to feel sore in the way it always did after a rigorous pounding...which had been rare enough in her life, she reflected. She clicked on the ic...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The redhead knelt down on her elbows and knees before Lois. Grabbing the fat crimson cock between the reporter's eyes, Lana Lang spit on it. Her tongue reached out to lick the dark slit of the reporter's new pisshole, and Lois Lane shivered in sudden arousal as her friend-cum-lov...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

In one of the bathroom stalls, where Lois could sit on the throne. Lara Lang's cock flopped against Lois Lane's body. The tip went up past the reporter's navel. The redhead's face flushed as she gripped the walls for support. Only about half of Lois's cock was in her asshole. "...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Heart pounding, rational thought thrown out the window, the taste of Lana Lang's black cum still on her lips, Lois Lane grabbed the phone and swiftly began browsing the DMN app's cock selection. It took only a few swipes to find one almost identical to Lana's—thick, stubby, and r...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Like a coiling serpent, the dark schlong in Lana Lang's hands lurched and struck. Lois Lane caught a bare glimpse of the head splitting open to reveal five-fold jaws, with tiny white teeth—and then they struck the redhead's right breast. "Getitoffgetitoffgetitoff!" Lana screamed...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

> FREE TRIAL EXPIRED! > THANK YOU FOR USING DMN APP!!! > PLEASE SIGN AWAY YOUR SOUL FOR CONTINUED SERVICE!!!!! "What the hell?" Lois Lane said, brow furrowed. "That is an unacceptable number of exclamation marks. Look, Lana...Lana?" The reporter lowered her phone to stare a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Harder and harder Lois was railed by the frenzied redhead, and in desperation—spurred on by some instinct of self-preservation—Lois twisted and turned, rolling over on the floor so that she was on top and could control the pace of their frenzied fucking. Holding Lana down with al...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

"Your phone might be locked," Lois Lane declared to Lana Lang. "But what about my phone?" Within minutes, the two women were once more dressed, and Lois was opening the DMN app on her phone. She skipped past the rows of sex organs and concentrated on teeny-tiny boxes regarding t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

In the bathroom stall, door locked, Lois was laid down on the floor, her head near the door. The redhead's face was a mask of intensity as she fed her condom-clad crimson cock into Lois Lane's snatch. The reporter's breasts heaved as inch after inch sank into her. Lois could feel...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Sudden doubts aroused in Lois Lane's mind about the structural viability of the condom buried deep in her cunt. "My face!" Lois Lane panted. "Pump your load on my face!" It was an effort of sheer will that caused Lana to pull her crimson cock out of the reporter's pussy—and Loi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Lois Lane grabbed the phone and stared at the pop-up on the screen. It was a message from 420BLAZENDMN—the reporter frowned at the painfully obvious user name—and as her eyes scanned the words on the screen, her face must have shown consternation because Lana Lang asked: "What is...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane took a deep breath. The cum on her tits was cooling, but her anger boiled just beneath the surface. With calm deliberation, she closed the DMN app, then opened up a very special app. One that used a particular encrypted channel to send a meeting to a contact that owed h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

"Blaze is bound by the contract she made," Lois Lane said flatly. "So I need Lana to impregnate me. Tonight. I need your strongest, fastest, most sure-fire fertility charm. Just, hit me with your best shot. No pussy-footing around. I need to get knocked up so fast and so hard tha...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane and Lana Lang lay together in a pool of semen. The reporter was barely aware when cold metal gauntlets lifted the charms from their heads...but her violet eyes opened as she saw the strange masked figure of Morgaine la Fey linger over her. A single finger traced a figu...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The latex ring looked too small for the fat crimson pecker. Lois Lane reassured herself that latex was stretching. She pressed the ring against the dome-like tip. She could feel the heat of the cockhead against her fingers. "I don't think it's going to fit," Lana said. "Nonsens...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois stared at the cock. The crimson tip was resting against her slit. She could feel the bead of pre-cum against her clit, seeping down into her lips. It was a lot of dick. More than the reporter had ever taken before. She wanted it. All of it. There had been few times in the r...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

In all her life, Lois Lane had never felt her pussy stretched wide by a fat cock often enough. Had any woman ever? To feel that thick crimson cock spread her tight pink tunnel until Lois remembered what it was to be a virgin once again, that tingle of excitement, lust, and fear a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"I want to gargle your fucking sperm," Lois whispered to her lover. "I want you to look my in the eyes as I drink it." Most women hated the taste of semen. It was salty, bitter, and the thickest stuff had the consistency of snot. Like trying to drink jello made from soy sauce. Y...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The reporter brought her face up, mouth full of warm jizz...and Lana Lang, her face glowing with sweat and framed with her brilliant red hair, had her mouth open as if waiting... Their lips met. Arms wrapped around each other as they clung tightly. Lois Lane closed her eyes and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

All her life, Lois Lane had been a risk taker. The kind of person that went the extra mile-per-hour, pushing her car to the limit on a dark highway to make her deadline. To jump out of a perfectly good airplane, because it was the only way to get the interview she needed. Wade th...