Chapters tagged masturbation

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Lois," he said, quietly but firmly. "You're drunk. You're not in the right state of mind to make these decisions. I would love..." "Superman" paused, and for a moment the reporter quit playing with his dick with her nylon-clad feet. She could feel how stiff and taut...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Clark Kent was too much of a boyscout for his own good. Even though he had loved and lusted after Lois Lane for years, even though she was drunk and horny enough that he could have fucked Lois any way he wanted...even though the Daily Planet's greatest reporter was thirsty for hi...

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Chapter 5

"This is a happening club, Rat," Lois gave his Prince Albert a gentle tug. "More happening than what we can see. What's going on here?" He nodded. Lois noted the sweat run down his face, cold and a little rancid with fear. Sweat ran down her own ribs, but it was because of the f...

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Chapter 16

Rat had mentioned the Black Door. Called it a religion. There had been a shrine, and something about it worked. So they had some mojo, and four missing women. That was a starting point. She followed the hallway, making note of the weird graffiti down here. It looked too highly s...

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Chapter 17

Blonde hair beneath the veil, like a 50s diva. Slim, muscular legs...Lois could picture them easily in fishnets and boots. But it was the choker that drew the reporter's attention. Her choker, tight around her neck, as though to hold her voice back... Lois sucked in her breath a...

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Chapter 13

Like a bubble bursting, the alien heat that had come over Lois Lane vanished. She blinked, suddenly calm, and stared down at the Rat beneath her. Raised herself up and saw the white jizz ooze out of her pussy. With realization of what had happened came a wave of horro...

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Chapter 9

Trying to control her breathing, still clinging to the wall, she looked down. A pink tube like a naked mole rat was hanging between the reporter's legs, right below the carefully trimmed tuft of dark pubic hair. Gently, she reached down to touch it. Smooth skin, soft as a newbo...

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Chapter 9

Hanging where Lois' vagina should be was penis. Not extravagant in size, just a flaccid length of skin, the depression in the loose foreskin revealing a bright pink tip with a little urethral slit. She reached down and grabbed the foreskin between thumb and forefinger, wincing as...

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Chapter 9

Liquid white, cold and acid, slid down Lois' throat. She closed her eyes and chugged, letting it fill her, all while keeping one hand on Rat's head as his tongue lapped at her slit. Like a good puppy. Lois felt goosebumps rise on her skin at the thought, and pressed her fingerti...

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Chapter 10

Lois got on her knees as the pair in front of her got their dicks out—the ghost, manipulating the body of the man he possessed, had a textbook cock, a little on the skinny side. The demon's was more impressive, a vibrant yellow womb-scraper that might have been eight or nine inch...

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Chapter 15

"Alright, enough of this sneaky shit," Black Alice muttered. "I didn't come all the way down here to not kick some ass." Striding boldly toward the door, the young woman gave it a solid kick right near the door handle. Wood splinted and the door fell open. Alice backed away, gag...

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Chapter 8

The bouncer was as wide as the door; Lois couldn't actually see the top of his bald head. He wore a tight-fitting black t-shirt and dress pants. Both of his ears looked like they had been chewed off at some point. No jewelry, not even a watch, and Lois noticed that his eyes took...

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Chapter 13

Lois was feeling the mood of the crowd. Her body was hot. Almost without thinking about it, the drunken reporter pulled off shirt and bra, dumping them with her jacket in a corner near the bar. Her girls were free and Lois was loving in. Sweat ran down her cleavage, and eager ha...

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Chapter 14

Lois Lane thought she was surrounded by women. A moment after the first hot drops hit her face, she found out how wrong she was. Hands on her shoulders turned her around and her to her knees as the singer screamed the refrain. Cocks themselves into her hand, hard c...

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Chapter 18

There were times when masturbating when Lois Lane couldn't stop. Her finger was a blur on her clit, her hips heaved up and down, letting that still-hard prick slide in and out of her cunny, her eyes were closed to the sweaty sea of people around them, the music was deafening...an...

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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 18

Lois Lane stared down at the half-hard dick that stood up between her thighs. Still wet and shiny from her pussy. Her stomach roiled a little as the mix of booze and sperm filled her poor tummy almost to bursting. The rush of to her head made her dizzy, and she sat there...

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Chapter 21

The thermometer beeped. Angelica Blaze took it out of Lois Lane's unresisting lips. "Well, you're not running a temperature, sweetmeat," the dickgirl said. She sat on the edge of the bed, dressed only in a long t-shirt that wasn't quite long enough to conceal the cock hanging be...

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Chapter 8

Carefully, Lois inched back her chair and slid onto her knees. The ladies talked louder, moving their chairs to cover what was happening under the table. Four women were missing, she reminded herself. Somewhere downstairs was the answer she needed. She had done worse for a story...

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Chapter 17

Lois Lane opened her mouth. She eyed the limp dick Aisha was flogging hungrily. Yet if the transwoman couldn't get it up, then the demonic reporter knew she could go elsewhere. Maybe find out what was going on, who was behind this. It had to be more than a coincidence that four w...