Another Black Cock

STAY flashed on the screen, constantly. Lois could have sketched the shape of the letters in her sleep. Her ass was reaching its limit, muscles ready to collapse, even though it had been only about a minute, she wasn't...

New hands gripped her butt. Lois registered the cafe-au-lait skin, the pink palms. A hard dick, slathered with clear lube, appeared on screen, lining up with her gaping asshole. It looked skinner, but longer. The color of coffee with milk. As it slid home, Lois felt the familiar fullness again.

FUCK

They were moving together now, Lois and her new black lover. Her asshole burned as the cock slid in and out of it, the reporter moving her hips to match the thrusts. She watched her ass getting fucked on screen, feeling the cock slide in just that microsecond before the image did, pussy dripping.

They fell into a routine then, her butt gripping him, his cock plunging in and out of her ass. Lois bit her lip, wanting something in her pussy...a nice big black cock in her pussy...it wasn't that she didn't like the cock in her ass, she did! But she wanted to cum, and just anal wasn't working yet. But it did feel good, and the screen was still flashing FUCK, faster and faster now, speeding up as the cock's thrusting grew more rapid and harder, the slap of his hips making her ass ripple.

STAY

Bright red letters, rimmed with pink. Lois froze and felt something hot and wet inside of her. The cock was cumming, cumming, she had made another cock cum inside of her. Patiently, she stayed stock-still as her second lover pulled out, a single string of jizz falling outside of her asshole.

She stared at the pink crater of her ass, gaping open, **** to be filled. Lois Lane didn't have to wait long until another dick appeared. Darker this time, the hair on his pubes curly and grey, the hands lined and weathered, the head a swollen purple mushroom-tip that stretched her gaping asshole as it pushed roughly inside of her.

FUCK

The screen flashed and Lois was moving again, into the pace of it now. Stay and fuck, fuck and stay. A part of her wondered if they were wearing her ass out or breaking it in. Another, more urgent part of her wondered how many more black cocks she was going to take up her ass tonight. It felt good to be filled, but her asshole already felt almost raw, the pink flesh being stretched as the big cock-head punched in and out, totally uncaring of her feelings, big old balls flopping back and forth, eager to empty that nut into her ass...

There was another black cock, and another. In time, Lois Lane lost count of how many. All she could think about was her ass, sore and aching and so lonely when it was empty.