"Baby, Lois, baby, I'm going to come, oh, I'm going to come in you, I'm going to fill you up," he growled. He felt it starting back behind the root of his cock, a fire that would only be put out when his seed hosed into her.
"Please, please, stop," she breathed. "You'll make me pregnant."
But Perry's cock thrust ever harder and faster. "Good, Lois. Great!I'm going to fill you up with it, baby."
Jimmy could see it all, now that they had changed position to the couch. He could see Lois's delicate, pink vaginal membranes clinging to White's swelling cock, her secretions squelching out and running in rivulets down the backs of her thighs. Perry's flabby buttocks tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed, as he drove into her cunt from behind, his testicles and penis swelling to incredible proportions as he came to the brink of explosion. Olsen wanted nothing more than to dive headlong into her room and pull White off her, out of her, before he fertilized her unprotected womb, but he knew that he lacked the courage. Besides, if Lois didn't have the strength to control herself in a situation she had gotten herself into through her own stupidity, it was none of his affair. Jimmy grit his teeth and jacked his cock faster, synchronizing his fist to White's penis in Lois's foaming vagina.
Lois felt a second orgasm shaking her loins and thrust her hips back faster and faster, ecstatically sheathing her boss's fucking cock fully in her young, silky vagina. White growled savagely and his huge cock swelled noticeably even larger as his loins thwacked loudly against her bouncy bottom and his thrusts became a bit shorter and very deep. Jimmy saw Perry's penis begin to throb in a way that could only mean he was coming.
Perry felt it shooting up the length of his cock and bursting explosively from the opening at the end, a flood of hot, white cream, long and satisfying, and Lois opened her mouth wide in wonder at the power of it as he filled her with his molten sperm, gout after thick ropey gout, running into every dark, untouched recess, as the older man fertilized the girl, the lewd seductor fucking his spunk into the innocent's tender, warm cunt. Lois screamed once, shuddering and coming again as the thick, life-giving cream surged into her, pumping her full, flooding her to the brim, filling her tubes, and squishing out around the jerking, buried cock to drip in a thick stream from her well-fucked vagina to the bedspread between her knees.
Jimmy let his come fly onto the doorknob and kept his eyes on Lois while she finished, shuddering, with the first, fulfilling fuck of her life. Together, the boss and the secretary, the middle-aged man and his young nubile lover, slowly crumpled onto the couch to lie panting in joyful satiation. Perry's cock very slowly softened but stayed planted in the the grip of Lois' abused vagina and Jimmy saw the wash of white cream that leaked out around it. The penis jerked and throbbed spitting out the thick cum endlessly until there was no more to give and until the girl could take no more.
He had flooded the little bitch's cunt, Jimmy thought, and neither she nor the old man would be satisfied with just once. He watched her sprawl unconscious on her back in wide-legged, oblivious abandon, her lovely tits rising and falling with her cooling passion, the pounding of her heart creating tiny disturbances in the soft, doughy, white mounds, while Perry's male semen oozed from the red-rimmed, well-fucked slit of her vagina like a thick, white glob of whipped cream, thickening on the inner surfaces of her fat, puffy labia. Jimmy, burning with jealousy, thought she was the picture of satisfied young female flesh, torn from her useless state of virginity to provide pleasure for a long line of males' hard, thrusting cocks.
For the next week, Lois found herself in a whirlwind existence of of social and professional thrills and sensual fulfillment. The Chief made good on his promise to bring her along on the important connections he made with politicians and other fat cats, like heads of corporations and entertainers. Perry, she called him that now, seemed to know everyone. As the working head of the most influential newspaper in Metropolis, he had many, many high-quality contacts, and when she met the head of WAPO television and he commented on her photogenic looks, Lois let her dreams drift and she found herself imagining that she was anchorwoman on the six o'clock news. This first week of their liaison he had already taken her to three parties.
Of course, there were other things to do. There were regular reporting assignment, but Lois found that she was getting the better jobs now and Jimmy was getting the boring stuff. She was feeling sorry for him when he was sent out of things that would have normally been divided between the two of them.
And then there was the sex. After the first time they have made love, Perry had brought her around gently with a glass of sherry and carefully helped her get dressed. He had driven her home and walked her to the door of her apartment. She had had the whole night alone to ponder what she had done. She had seemed to lose all the strength and resistence and let the Chief have his wicked way with her, using her virginal pussy as a recepticle for his penis and his sperm. She had loved it, had cried out for more, had come and come and come, pushing her plump bottom back on his huge, plundering cock. And all night she ahd shivered at the thought of it, of what she had done, of what had been done to her. She had been intimate with someone for the first time in her life. Yes, in was the boss and he was middle-aged, but he was also a considerate and gentle lover. And she had found herself looking at him in a totally different, totally new way. She didn't think so much of Superman now. What chance could she have anyway with the Man of Steel? Why, he must have superwomen stashed all over the universe. And where was Superman now? A zillion trillion miles away in some Zoramian Galaxy.
The next day, Perry had invited her again into his office, and Lois had gone, butterflies in her stomach, her knees knocking together. But Perry had been suave and disarming and had invited her to the first of the parties he would be taking her to this week. Then he had put an arm around her, kissed her cheek, and then slowly stroked her carefully. All over. Soon she was melting in his arms and he had stripped her clothes off and sat her on the edge of his desk and, once again, fed his massive cock into her wet and tingling pussy. Again she had forgotten her inhibitions and moaned and squealed while he thrust between her uplifted thighs into the hot hole of her cunt. Lois had rolled her buttocks on the hard surface, dipping her swollen, throbbing clit down on the hard invading prick until her juices had gushed out and she had expended herself in a shattering orgasm.
It was a feeling she felt that she could get used to, to told herself, that she could definitely come to like. And in the days that followed, Perry fucked her almost everyday. On the desk. On the couch. On the carpet. He never talked about it afterward and so she was much less embarrassed that she should have been. And one night, when she went home, after Perry had gone home to his wife, she had returned to a gift of two dozen roses. From Perry, of course.
Yes, her new lifestyle had necessitated quite a change in her outlook on many things, older men in particular, but Perry was good-looking and well-connected and that took the edge off her yearning for Superman and had almost made her forget Clark. Where was Clark, anyway, and what was he doing? Did he know anything about what Superman was doing?
Superman, himself, at that very moment was in the most dangerous and confusing spot of his life. He had flown into the planet Goorah in the Zoramian Galaxy, looking for clues as to the plans of the
Outlaws of Zinn and their dealings with Lex Luthor. He had immediately spied the Temple of Karamo, the Monkey God and had soared in through the giant buttressed arch of the portal.