The Conquest of Lois Lane and Superman
Story by Wellsny44
Her time spent with Charles Bryant on the terrace of his mansion unfolded in dreamlike beauty. Hours had gone by and night had fallen. Soft breezes caressed her bare shoulders and the tropical sky was filled with an impossible amount of stars. He had served an assortment of rare and unusual cheeses from around the world. Along with the best wines the world had to offer. He offered a witty and running commentary as to how the cheeses and wines were made. As the wine took hold and the evening deepened Lois grew more and more relaxed. Her initial questions for her story were simply brushed off by Bryant saying that he would give her all she needed in the morning and that tonight was for relaxing. It was all so seductive. The atmosphere was romantic and the man irresistible. The two of them laughed together at the table they shared while, unknown to Lois, hidden cameras and microphones were recording every word and movement. Charles Bryant was going to have a go at seducing Superman’s woman. From speakers concealed among the flowers, soft music soothed Lois and she grew more and more relaxed. When Frank Sinatra came on singing “The Summer Wind” Bryant abruptly stood and said, “Come Miss Lane, dance with me.” Bryant’s arms closed about her lush body and drew her close to him. His hand dropping down to caress the small of her back through the thin summer dress. Lois was under the influence of the wines but she wasn’t drunk. “Gods,” she thought to herself, “he’s seducing me.” But knowing it and finding the will to resist him was two different things. Pressed up against his hard body she could feel the hardness of his manhood pressed against her pussy. She was unable to resist pushing back against that hardness. “OOOh, he feels so good,” she thought. She loved Superman with all her heart but now her luscious body was betraying her. Lois Lane needed and wanted to be fucked by this man. His powerful hand pulled her even tighter against his hard cock and for the first time Lois moaned aloud. “So much for loyalty,” he thought, “this bitch is going to suck me off, here, now. This will be a movie I can’t wait to show Superman.”
Lois awoke in her suite. Bright morning sun flooded the room as she lay naked on satin sheets. Memories of the previous evening on the terrace with the mega-billionaire, Charles Bryant, flooded back to her. Guilt and shame filled her awareness. “Oh my God”, she moaned inwardly, “I behaved like the most shameless slut imaginable. How can I ever face my beloved after what I did. I betrayed my darling Superman.” Lois wailed inwardly as she remembered how shameless she had been. Once her defenses fell, she could not get enough of Bryant’s toned, muscular body. Greedily sucking his cock and eagerly swallowing his cum. Moaning for more, squeezing every drop from his manhood. She felt like nothing more than a common whore. An easy blowjob for a knowing man. She looked at the clock at her bedside. 8:00 A.M. Time to go down for breakfast and face Charles Bryant who now had a distinct advantage over her. He knew what a slut she truly was. She dreaded seeing Mona. As a woman Lois knew this bitch had her own thoughts about her and Bryant being alone in such a romantic setting. “Oh, what a mess”, she moaned inwardly. She arose, showered and dressed. Superman was due to arrive at noon. “Thank God”, she thought, “my darling will never know what I did here last night.” How very wrong Lois Lane was in thinking that she would learn much later.