An Ass Pounding

On the bed, Lois stared up at the ceiling. The reproduction of the famous Japanese print, the female diver assaulted by two octopi, one sucking on her tit, the other slurping at her cunt. The scene seemed to move, bouncing up and down...but it wasn't the ceiling that was moving...

Maria bucked, driving the blue dildo hard and deep in and out of the reporter's well-lubed asshole, and Lois clung to the sheets for dear life. The brunette's feet clung behind her lover's neck, which raised her ass up to the right height that the barmaid could simply smash it, hips pistoning back and forth as she clung on to Lois' thighs.

The reporter huffed, feeling her weight rest on her back and shoulders, the friction as she was being moved back and forth across the bed a little by the **** of the thrusts. Most of her attention, however, was on her asshole.

I've never been fucked in the ass until this moment, Lois thought. All the other times I poked a finger down into my bum...that was nothing.

Her asshole burned. It stretched. The reporter could feel it, oiled and loose, open and accepting so that the slick blue dildo slid in and out of the orifice like a car on greased rails...and Lois had never been railed like this. Sweating, grunting, straight fucked into the bed, until the initial burning discomfort had settled into a stranger, more pleasant kind of burning, her anus relaxing as Maria plunged in faster and deeper.

Lois could tell Maria was getting off on it too. Not on the movement...her end of the dildo seemed to be lodged pretty well in her puss...but in leaning over Lois, slamming her hips into the reporter, moving her fingers down to spread the brunette's ass open wide while she picked up the pace, feeling the reverberations as the silicone cock banged and slithered through the recumbent woman's colon.

Minutes stretched on...and Maria's initial enthusiastic pounding gave way into a more measured, primal slamming of hips-to-ass. Lois could feel the burning spread, radiating from her sphincter, down along her canal. She could feel...something. Some new, strange necessity, or potentiality.

Maria could feel it too.

Thumbs dug into Lois' asshole, stretching her wide as Maria's hands grabbed Lois' round ass, lifting the reporter up higher. The red-headed woman grunted into short, fast, powerful strokes, care and consideration evaporated into a frenzy of pumping, stabbing her artificial dick into Lois harder, faster, stronger...

And Lois began to shake, an uncontrollable electric current seizing her spine, back arcing, the whole length of her asshole seemingly on fire, poor neglected cunt itching, toes high above Maria's head and curled, calf muscles bunched so hard they hurt, and the everhard phallus pistoned in and out with maniacal, mechanical fury, now a blue blur as Maria began to grunt out endless nonsense syllables as she hammered the reporter's asshole like she wanted to rip straight through it...and Lois knew it couldn't last forever, that something would give...