Chapters tagged oral sex

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Her father's fingers slipped out of Lois Lane's pussy and slid up to grope his daughter's flat stomach. "Hmm, that was a big creamy one. Just like the kind he used to pump into me." Lois froze. It was Sam Lane's voice...but the words were those of her mother. Master of her own...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

There was a bedroom. A four-poster bed with red silk sheets. Wooden furniture so old that it was nearly black. There was a private bathroom, a small marble-topped bar, and over the bed a print of Saturn eating his son. Lois Lane frowned at the latter. "That's not exactly sexy,"...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

Lois recalled that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. The intrepid archaeologist, frantically searching for the secret passage. His strong hands groping those stone tits, and then pushing—well, she could do Dr. Jones one better. She laid a hand on the stone phallus....

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Mouth hanging open, Lois breathed in the heavy scent that now seemed to waft from the book, and the illustration in particular. A warm, animal odor, as familiar as her dirty panties. She leaned closer, feeling saliva fill her mouth, eyes staring at the vanishing perspective of th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

A dark, guilty thrill went through Lois at the warm, quivering quim before her. It was insane—a dream, a fantasy, an hallucination—but whatever it was, at the moment it seemed real. "I can do anything I want," Lois murmured, drawing her mouth so close she could see the wet folds...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Lois dashed to the toilet, grateful that she made it to the bowl before her lunch made its appearance. "Morning sickness," she had found out the hard way, could strike at any time—and as she emptied her guts into the bowl, she was glad that at least she was home for the evening,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane lapped at the juicy slit. The more her tongue slipped between the soft, warm folds, the wetter and sloppier the demonic pussy became, until her chin was drenched, the deep well of the crimson cunt overflowing with clear, sticky juice...and the reporter found that the mo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Minutes passed into hours. Lois Lane's jaw ached, her tongue nearly numb, tastebuds temporarily burned out on all the flavors of pussy. Her naked chest was splattered with cunt-juice, it dripped from her eyebrows. She had three fingers buried in her pussy, spasmodically stabbing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane dreamt of pussy. Great red snakes seemed to lift her naked body up, the reporter limp in their coils. A vast crimson cunt encompassed the totality of her vision. Two red fingers the size of tree-trunks spread the vast curtains, and within the folds were an almost radio...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

It took an effort of will for Lois Lane to pry her face away from the pussy. It was real—so real and thick and meaty—that it sagged against the page, as if trying to push itself through. The reporter panted like a dog as her eyes scanned the facing page, looking for the words, th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane saw the danger. She could feel it as her face pressed against the soft, hot mound. The reporter could feel the edges of the book against her fingertips, and her tongue delved deep in that cleft...and felt, just for a moment, a terrible suction. Trying to draw her down e...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

With some effort, Lois Lane pinned the book to the floor beneath her kettlebell. It lay still, and the reporter kept her distance from it as her body calmed down. The shakes came, and the nausea, the familiar aftermath of an adrenaline spike. On legs that felt weak and knock-knee...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

As a young woman, Lois Lane had once seen a dog hump a stuffed animal. The bast had its tongue loll out of its mouth, eyes squeezed shut, back legs splayed out as it pumped away. The tail had wagged and the dog had given every indication of being lost in absolute bliss as it defi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

The swollen, rubbery head of a cock reared up before Lois Lane's face like a python. The smell was appalling, like a thousand unwashed cocks all at once. Instinctively, the reporter opened her mouth to scream...and the cock plunging in, past her teeth, seeking her throat. Lois L...

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Chapter 17

Poised in the air, unable to do more than squirm, Lois Lane was expecting the worst. And as three cock-headed tentacles began to move inside of her, that is exactly what she feared might happen. They began slowly. First the tentacle in her pussy would slip out until only the hea...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

_Woman up, Lane_, the reporter told herself. _You just got gangbanged by a bunch of tentacles, there's a spellbook on your lap, and the ingredient you need is right there on the other side of the wall. Don't pussy out now_. Taking a deep breath, Lois knocked on the wall next to...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

_I just need to suck a dick_, Lois thought. She bit her lip. _Except, you know, I'm not a slut. I don't want to suck some random stranger's prick. But whose cock would I be comfortable letting just cumming inside my mouth..._ For a moment, her mind went blank...and then the imag...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Struggle though she may, Lois Lane could barely squirm in the grip of the python-like grip of the slick, slimy tentacles. Cock filled her throat, squirmed in her pussy and ass, bound her ankles and thighs tight together. Every movement only seemed to send them deeper inside her s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The air was hot and thick. The scent and taste of cocks, unwashed, overwhelming, assailed her with every breath. The screams around her, men and women, were those of horror, pain...and were intermingled with terrible gagging chokes, moans, the sounds of tortured souls... ...of w...

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Chapter 19

As a young girl, Lois Lane had read of Strega Nona and dreamed of falling into her endless pot of spaghetti. All those things, little noodles squirming against her skin. The dream had come back to her from time to time...less and less often as she got older. Now it came to Lois w...