Anything For A Fan

What's the harm? Lois asked herself as she felt the tongue slurp at her ass. I mean, it's not like I've never wanted to know what it's like to have anal sex. This seems as good a time as any to get some practical experience. And he IS a hardcore fan. This is probably going to be the core sexual experience of his life...

The reporter knew she was lying to herself. The naked lust in the technician's mind was filtering across their telepathic connection, and her body was responding...pussy getting wet, nipples hardening, body temperature rising, breath coming in little gasps that it was getting harder and harder to conceal.

Lois knew she wanted it. So, she determined to let it happen.

The more she used it, the easier it was for Lois to fine-tune her telepathy...digging beneath his surface thoughts, she slipped into his physical sensorium. The taste of her own ass, bitter and salty, came to her through his tongue. Her cock...no, his cock...was stiff and painfully hard. She gasped as he pulled her legs open, pressed his swollen pink head against the little divot of her anus...

She could feel his cock press against her rectum. The little orifice gave only the briefest of struggles before it gave way before his dick, and Lois unconsciously seized up as a hard dick penetrated her virgin ass for the first time. More than that, she was tied into his sensorium, feeling the tightness of her own ass on his dick as if it was her own.

He was breathing heavy, body hot, cock impossibly hard as he dipped it in and out of her asshole, pushing past the hard muscle of resistance, burying it into the soft, hot space behind, feeling her asshole grip his cock as he slid it in and out, in and out. Lois had trouble holding back and she could tell he knew, getting excited by her little unsuppressed moans, the pressure behind his balls growing as his load built up.

Blow it, she wanted to whisper to him. Just blow your load in my ass, I don't know how much more of this I can take...