In The Copy Room

Lois and Clark Fanfic

Clark Kent was busy daydreaming at the Daily Planet. Unable to focus on his computer, he scanned the room with his eyes, resting on Lois Lane - journalist extraordinaire. I cannot believe she almost married Lex Luthor, forgot who she is, forgot who I am and needed to be rescued by Superman. Did Lex's insane lust for power transfer to a sexual appetite as well? Did he have the endurance to fuck her well? Lois always seemed so buttoned up but those can be the nympho types. She is always so high strung, if I ever got the chance I would stretch out her throat, pussy and asshole with no remorse. My cum would be seeping out of her for days. Clark had to adjust himself in his seat. Whoa... let me think of something else.

Getting back to his computer, he continues to research the building plans for Metropolis General Hospital. Thieves had been breaking into pharmacies to steal M-51, a biological substance that is incredibly dangerous when mixed with cough syrup. He is abruptly interrupted when Lois materializes at his desk "Clark, you got a sec? I think I know where the thieves will hit next, I sent the printout to the copy room, can you meet me in there?"

"Sure thing, Lois." Glad that his aching cock had subsided, he gets up and walks to the copy room. What he sees makes his cock twitch with awareness. Lois is bent over the copy machine pressing buttons. He takes a moment to admire the line of her back, the light swell of her taught ass and her long legs encased in stockings. He would love to remove those stockings with his teeth... would she let him?

Startled, Lois realizes she is not alone. Clark closes the door, advancing on Lois at lightening speed. "Ooh! Why are you standing so close?" Lois asks breathily. She could feel her nipples hardening against his chest. Who knew Clark was this buff? It's taking everything in me not to rub my nipples against his chest. What has gotten into me?

"I can smell your pussy. I wonder if it tastes as delicious as it smells..." Clark growled before smashing his lips to hers. Lois whimpered and gave into the kiss fully, rubbing her breasts against him to gain some relief on her incredibly tight nipples. Clark took that as a sign to dip his tongue into her mouth as he pulled her skirt up and her pantyhose down. Breaking the kiss Clark looks Lois in the eyes intently. "Say you want this."

"Want what?"

"Say you want to cum on my tongue then on my cock"

The mouth on him! It is making my pussy twitch...

"I want that Clark. So bad."

Relieved, Clark picks her up and sits her on the copy machine. Hospital plans be damned, he pulls her hosiery down her legs. The shoes are pulled off with the panty hose. Spreading her lithe thighs, he takes a look at the most beautiful pussy he has ever seen. "You do want this, you are dripping!" Bending at the waist, Clark licks Lois from her entrance to her clit. Lois shudders, trying to close her legs. Clark looks up at her, pushing her thighs back apart. He curls his tongue against her clit while staring her in the eye.

Overcome with sensation Lois' head dips back, breaking eye contact with Clark "Yes! Please keep doing that."

Not so fast Lois. I have been waiting a year to get my tongue on this pussy and I will savor it...

Moving back down to her pussy hole he sticks his tongue inside her, moving rhythmically in and out. Tongue fucking her pussy the way he planned to with his cock. Lois began moving with his ministrations and moaning pretty loudly. Glad they were working after hours or someone would have heard them. He places his index finger at her entrance, pushing it in "Fuck, this pussy is so tight!" Moving back up to flick her clit while finger fucking her pussy. "You can take 2 fingers, can't you?" he asked while adding his middle finger and increasing the pace of his finger fucking and clit licking.

Lois was murmuring incoherent words and melting into a puddle. "That's it, cum on my tongue..." She detonated. Quaking with relief and flooding his fingers with moisture. "Fuck! Your pussy is squeezing my fingers so hard." He kept his fingers in her pussy as she came down from her orgasm, petting her and telling her how well she let him take care of her.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Comes the knock at the door. Clark and Lois spring away from each other as if doused my ice cold water, alarmed eyes looking at each other as her skirt falls back into place. "I need to clean the copy room" says the janitor from the other side of the door. Looks like Clark locked it on the way in. He planned this Lois thinks to herself, becoming offended.

"Of course!" Says Lois. "Be right out in a minute!" They listen as the janitor walks away. Lois wrenches her stocking from the floor, stepping into her shoes and avoiding Clark's eyes.

"Lois, look at me please..."

"This should have never happened! You are my partner, we work together! This can never happen again!" she screeched opening the door and running right into the janitor's knowing expression. Busted.

Lois steps out of the janitor's way moving to ward her desk. Clark rubs her essence off his face, wills his neglected cock to back down into his pleated slacks. He walks past the janitor, going after Lois.

To be continued...