A Dick In Hand...

Lois tried to focus on the pussy she was eating. The reporter knew she must be making a mess of the ass of the woman in front of her, slathering semen from her cheeks to the ample buttocks she was buried between. As her tongue probed the other woman's hot depths, Lois wondered if she was pushing the semen deeper in—and as a similar hot tongue penetrated her own depths, wondered if the same thing wasn't happening to her. All that cum hat had gotten into her pants, **** up her canal toward her waiting womb.

It was...nice. Lois was surprised at herself, having crawled out of a pit of sperm and emerged into some kind of orgy. She wasn't one for anonymous sex—oh, a blind date/hook up now and again, but there was always dinner and conversation first. This though...she couldn't see, but she could taste how wet the woman she was eating out was getting, and felt her own pussy begin to respond to the ministrations of whomever was eating her out. Lois had never done that with a woan before—had never been in a threesome before—yet now that she was here, even given the bizarreness of the circumstances, she was surprised to find herself enjoying it. Just going with the flow, doing whatever felt good...

Someone lifted up her right arm. Lois felt something hot and smooth slide into her palm, and she instinctively closed her fingers around it.

It was a dick.

Lois was reminded of that old story about the blind men and the elephant. How each of them felt a different part of its body, and came away with a different impression of the whole. Well, Lois didn't think this was any part of an elephant. She wasn't one of those women too shy to have sex with the lights on, but Lois had fumbled with more than one cock in the dark, and knew one when she grabbed it.

Her fingers slid up to the round tip, feeling blindly over the swollen head, the wet slit of the urethra, then back down its length to the base, which was shaven. Lois dithered momentarily with cupping the balls, feeling their weight. It was hard to judge without laying eyes on it, but this felt like...textbook dick. Maybe five or six inches long and an inch wide, with a bit of a curve.

Lois felt fingers close on her own and got the message. She formed thumb and forefinger into a ring around the shaft and started pumping. Mental rumination faded into the background as Lois fell into her multitasking—licking every inch of the pussy in front of her, pushing back with her hips to make sure whoever was eating her out didn't miss a spot, and now jerking off this random stranger. Getting the rhythm was the key thing, and when Lois felt something begin to slap against the heel of her hand, she knew that he must be thrusting with his hips, sending his balls swinging.

It wasn't heaven, but Lois was enjoying herself. Of course, that couldn't last forever...and perhaps it only lasted for a few minutes, before Lois felt another set of hands on her.