Chapters tagged interracial

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"You don't know this chick," Tyrell said, letting Lois feel his hardness through his pants. "She's like...freaky. You go up there trying to buy a pill or two, she's gonna get suspicious. Maybe think you're a cop." "But you could vouch for me," Lois let her hand slide up and slip...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

"Not just any sort of tattoos, either," Tyrell said. "I'm talking like...neck, hands, face, breasts. Tattoos that hurt, that can't all be hidden. Nasty, sexually explicit things...and they're addictive. Something in the ink. Get the girls hooked, right? They start out with someth...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"Sperm is good for the skin," Blaze said. The tattooist peeled her gloves off and stepped out of the way, to let the camera focus on Lois Lane's newly-inked tits, "but this is going to sting." Tyrell stroked his dick. It was a little above average, maybe seven inches...and circu...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

The word was barely a whisper as Tyrell's hand cupped her crotch. Lois Lane shuddered involuntarily...though whether it was from the pressure of his fingers on her pussy through her pants, or what he had just said the half-drunk reporter couldn't tell. Intergang! The criminal sy...

by Zeebop

Chapter 6

The words were out of the reporter's mouth before she even realized what she had said. Her cheeks blushed red as she realized what she had just admitted...but Tyrell simply smiled and placed his hands on her hips. The lights shifted and music changed. A dull, thumping beat, gree...

by Zeebop

Chapter 7

The private rooms were passed a velvet rope and through a door guarded by two big black men, and ran off to either side of a small corridor. The decor shifted from grubby illegal club aesthetic to money: mahogany wood, plush red carpet that Lois Lane's heels sank into, old brass...

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...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The reporter's nose twitched. She felt a weird tingle in her mind, like when she was first touched by the red rabbit and grew the cock now trapped in chastity between her legs. Lois Lane wondered briefly if that was new neural connections being made...if her brain was being re-wi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

A microsecond before the Black cock erupted in her mouth, Lois Lane could feel it. Every sense was heightened...she could hear the blood pumping through the dick, taste every molecule of the Black cock, feel the tremor as seminal vesicles contracted. She knew, by some uncanny ins...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The chain rattled. Tonya Wong's mouth glomped onto the end of Lois Lane's cock. The reporter stared down in agitation. Big brown eyes stared back as Tonya's lips pressed into the flesh as her tongue licked the reporter's piss-slit. Lois sighed. "Look, I'm trying to find some ot...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

The clips advanced. Single images were giving way to short videos, just a few frames at a time. Close-ups of cum-splattered, semen-filled vaginas. Purple cock-heads withdrawing to reveal the pink holes with their white loads. White...Lois' eyes were focused on the screen, rarely...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The bellies full of black babies filled the screen, swirling pink around the edges, now the screen split. On the left part of the screen she could see a chocolate-colored cock. And on the right...a pale pussy, oddly familiar. Both were live feeds, and Lois felt a little clearer-h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Lois stared back into a familiar face. John Henry Irons—the hero known as Steel! She had never seen him naked before, but there was no mistaking his strong features, the corded muscles in his neck, shoulders, and chest. He winked one kindly brown eye at Lois, and raised one finge...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The central image on the screen was pure, milky white now. The pink edges were swirling faster, alternately deepening and lightening in color, shifting from an almost crimson to a milky pale pink that merged with the central screen. Lois could still feel John Henry Iron's black d...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Pink balloons exploded on the screen. A woman appeared on the screen...oddly familiar...and Lois realized she was looking into her own face, her own eyes but...nude...and her skin had a kind of glow about it. _A deepfake_? The thought flashed across the reporter's mind...but the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"Yes," Lois whispered. On the screen, her gravid alter-ego smiled, and the reporter found herself smiling too, matching the expression. The other-Lois on the screen was noticeably more pregnant, belly swollen out past the point of denying it any longer. It was weird to think that...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois spoke calmly, rationally...and in that moment she meant ever word. The idea of getting impregnated...super-impregnated...made her cunny quiver. Yet even as she heard the other-Lois say "Acknowledgement logged." her thoughts went down to the life that could already be growing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois scrolled through the cocks to John Henry Iron's prick. She knew it was him. His jizz was still flowing out of her cunt. _This must be what he meant_. The reporter rationalized she he hit "ACCEPT STUD." _He must be here undercover...or maybe he has a plan to escape!_ Deep d...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Something melted inside Lois, as John Henry Irons hung his head between his and made his confession. Gently, hesitatingly, she touched his shoulder. Hard muscle beneath the dark chocolate skin, warm and dry, and he didn't flinch at her touch, not at all. "It doesn't have to be.....