Chapters tagged handjob

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane let the robe fall. The escort admired her as she approached the bed, some last lingering hesitation about what she was about to do—and then the whore's hand came out and grabbed the reporter's wrist, guiding it down to her cock. "Touch it," Angelica told her, in a sult...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Strong hands spread Lois Lane's buttocks. Her chest heaved, arms struggling vainly against the amazons that held her, as she felt hot breath down the crack of her ass...and then the strange, unfamiliar sensation of something warm, wet, and living pressing against her virgin assho...

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Chapter 19

"Aaah!" Lois Lane cried as a wet finger slipped inside her rectum. Nubia gently probed around, seeking some secret spot as Wonder Woman's hand slid back and forth over the dickgirl reporter's shaft. Once again, something hot and wet spurted out into the star-spangled shorts wrapp...

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Chapter 20

The demon Blaze watched as the curdled Lois Lane's brain. With slutastic enthusiasm, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter sucked and slurped black cock on camera. Her titties, one so small, now swelled heavy and fake-looking. Her lips were plush and swollen dick-pillows. Ev...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

Lois Lane struggled not to show her disappointment as her fingers traced the short and stubby outline of Tyrell's cock. She was not a size queen by any means—and she knew that all those stories about Black men being generously endowed in the dick department were just bad racial s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The pop came quicker than either of them expected. One minute Lois had wrapped her hand around his stiff little prick, rubbing thumb and forefinger over his head...and the next minute hot nutbutter splashed over her fingers, Tyrell's hips jerking as he emptied himself out. The re...

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Chapter 11

Lois Lane had learned to shoot with a shotgun. Her father had told her they were safer than handguns. Heavier, so you had to use both hands. Loaded with rock salt, they could blow a can off a rail fence at ten feet, sting at twenty, but nothing more than scare birds at thirty. He...

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Chapter 8

Lois spread open Terry's fly, revealing deep blue silk, and reached into the guard's pants. It was always different, yet always the same, fishing out a guy's junk. Like opening a present, never quite sure what you're going to get. Terry's dick was like a beer can. Not very long...

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Chapter 13

"I bet that felt good," Maria hissed in Lois' ear. The barmaid's hand was wrapped around Lois' cock, her crystal strap-on buried in the reporter's muff, which was leaking cum down into the toilet bowl below. "I know I always like the feeling when somebody cums in me...but I don'...

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Chapter 14

Mercy's hand clamped hard on the back of the reporter's neck, forcing her down with brute strength while the bodyguard's other hand pumped at Lois Lane's cock. The reporter gasped in surprise, struggled to breathe...and saw, at the last moment, her own dick seem to swell. The sma...

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Chapter 28

The portal was a glowing rectangle, the edges of which burned and crackled, distorting the air around them. Lois Lane's face was illuminated in it. She stood there in her best white dress and clutched her purse. Wonder Woman stood next to her. "Is it...safe?" Lois asked. "As sa...

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Chapter 21

They awoke in the cell. There was a single mattress on the floor, a single toilet. One corner was given over to a shower, which doubled as their only source of drinking water. The lights overhead were encapsulated in some kind of thick glass, unbreakable to the blows of hand or f...

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Chapter 20

A chalk-white figure rose from the back. His eyes glowed blue, his purple costume a twisted mockery of the world's greatest hero...yet no one, not even Black Adam, stood in his way as he stumbled toward the stage. Bizarro had an erection. It tented the front of his shorts, the...

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Chapter 19

Asleep, inseminated, the dickgirl reporter rested in the gynecology chair like a bag of meal. Lois Lane hung limp, even her mighty cock hanging loose. As the inseminator retracted, Leo angled up the leg-mounts to keep all the semen in her cervix. "How long do we have to leave he...

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Chapter 15

Naked beneath her labcoat, Lois Lane followed Mercy through the corridors, out a firedoor. There was a car in the alley, windows tinted a little darker than the reporter thought was legal. Mercy thumbed a fob, and the doors unlocked. "Get in," she said. The bodyguard took the d...

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Chapter 15

There was no rough, bestial thrust. No primal pumping of hips, dog-like humping, apish sexual fury. The head of Lex Luthor's prick barely penetrated the reporter's asshole, her aching orifice instinctively squeezing the cockhead inside of her, trying to pull it deeper or push it...

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Chapter 21

The tip of the cock slid down between the pert, muscled ass cheeks. Both of them had lubed up, slick flesh against slick flesh, and the glans rubbed against the tight little pucker like a dog nudging its favorite bone before burying it for the hundredth time. When the swollen, ru...