Chapters tagged prostitution

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

It would have been easier at that point to just go through with it. To lie back and let the whore she had hired stick her cock inside of her, scratch that itch, just let it happen. The reporter had already paid, and her body was hot, feverish, for it, biological clock s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The white zinfandel had been living in the back of the fridge, unopened, for two months. Lois dug it out, along with a pair of wine glasses, a sleeve of crackers, and some cheese slices. Angelica dedicated herself to finding them something to watch, and had settled on a secret fa...

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 14

"Do you worry a great deal about protection?" Angelica said, rubbing her cock up and down the reporter's wet slit. "Always," Lois swallowed. "So...if you don't mind..." "You know, there are women that have gone their entire lives not knowing what it feels like to be fucked raw,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"From behind, please." Lois didn't wait to hear Angelica respond, just clambered into the middle of the bed, supporting herself on her hands and knees. In truth, Lois normally preferred cowgirl. Liked the extra level of control it gave her to ride on top, to roll off whenever sh...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Teenagers dream of hours of sex. Night-long fuck-sessions, gallons of jizz, pleasures unending. Lois Lane was a grown woman. She knew that wasn't what real life was like. Sex could usually be counted in minutes, cum in teaspoons. Even then, her lover for the evening managed to su...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

They broke off the action for a moment. Angelica had to pee. Lois had to think. She lay on her back on the bed, and stuffed a pillow under her ass to raise her hips up. The reporter had heard of women who did that when they were trying to get pregnant...and if she was... Except t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"Oh...just fuck me," Lois said at last. _It's a little late to be thinking about birth control anyway._ The reporter told herself. _Whatever happens, happens. Some couple spend years trying to get pregnant. Women that get knocked up the one time_ t_hey have unprotected sex are t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Lois Lane's face flushed red as the words tumbled out of her mouth. "It's just, ah...well, my boyfriends they never really let me suck dick. Like, they were always handsy and quick to finish and I thought that it might be nice to...well, to really get my fill of it, you know? To...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Warm cock filled the reporter's mouth. Her own private meat popsicle. Lois suckled on the cock, feeling the texture of every part of it with her mouth, her lips, her tongue. The soft, silky underside which would expand when the cum came. The little bumps around the flared rim. T...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane almost growled around the dick in her mouth. Half-heartedly, Angelica Blaze tried to lift the reporter's mouth off of the cock, but Lois batted away the demon's hands. With a smooth move, never taking her lips off the dick, Lois swung her right leg up and over, planting...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

From the television came the moans of the Bride of Frankencock. The exaggerated gasps of false pleasure that characterize schlocky porn, as cocks stuff holes and angle themselves so the cameras can best see their frenzied fucking. Lois Lane and Angelica Blaze couldn't make such...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The reporter sucked hard as she brought her lips off the dickgirl's glans, so that it pulled off with a wet pop. Lois Lane grinned, saliva and pre-cum dribbled down her chin as she swung a leg over Angelica Blaze to straddle her hips, and pushed the escort down onto the bed. Loi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Strange determination came to Lois Lane as she pondered Angelica's words. That was right. She had paid for all night. And if that was the case, and she was going to get knocked up with some strange dickgirl escort's baby, then she wanted her money's worth. The reporter rolled on...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

"Very slow," Lois said as she made eye contact with the escort. "My pussy is still sore from our last fuck. So I want you to be extra gentle...and make sure I cum before you seed me...and don't spill a single drop!" "Yes, ma'am!" Angelica Blaze said with a grin. "The customer is...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Lois panted, eager to cum, but she knew that she couldn't take a load in her pussy. It was too dangerous, even now, even if Angelica pulled out. It was better all around if she just let her cum in her mouth. "No," the dickgirl said, driving her cock in deep so that the balls sla...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Angelica Blaze smiled. She produced a pale white square, as through some conjurer's trick. "But I only have one left." The dickgirl extended it to Lois. "If you'd like to do the honors?" Lois Lane took the proffered prophylactic and sat on the edge of the bed. She carefully rip...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

_I can't believe I just said that_, Lois Lane thought, her cheeks burning all the way to her ears. Except that there wasn't a condom...and as much as she was dripping, actually fucking dripping, she couldn't afford to take the chance and let Angelica Blaze stuff that cock up her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

The man at the door was tall, some two inches over six feet, and broad as a linebacker, dressed in an off-the rack suit without a tie. A dingy sailor's cap graced a close-cropped head, and although fresh-shaved she could still see the makings of a five-o'clock shadow. The noise h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

If Lois Lane had been less aroused. If she hadn't been a little tipsy. If her gown hadn't slipped, to show a soft curve of breast and a pink nipple, so that Bibbo half-choked on his vodka and a bulge grew in his pants... If, if, if. Lois Lane asked herself those questions, as...