Breed His Ass

The tranny fished a small bottle of lube out of her pocket.

"You uh...you look really big," she said, a bit of nervousness in her voice that made Lois Lane's cock harden. "Bigger than anything I've had back there. You'll go slow, right?"

Lois took the lube, popped the cap, and began to pour it into the tranny's little pucker.

"I'm Lois, by the way," the reporter said.

"Rose."

"Rose," Lois tasted the name as she dropped the empty bottle to the floor. Her cock stained as she pulled it out of her pants. It must have been at least seven inches long, the glans wider than the pink spread of the rosebud nestled between those little cheeks...it made the tranny's erection seem tiny by comparison. A tube of chapstick compared to a permanent marker.

"I'm going to go really slow. And really deep. And when you want me to..." Lois felt her heart flutter as the young transsexual reached back with both hands to spread her ass, stretching out that little hole, goopy with lube.

"...I'm going to breed your ass like I'm trying to get you pregnant."

This time it was Rose that shuddered. Her little cock so stiff, clear goo dripping out of the end, hairless balls tight as though she was ready to cum all over again. Those puffy lips moved.

"Do it."

The hard metal of the cock piercing pressed into the little hole of Rose's ass. Lois felt her breath coming fast and hard as she rubbed her glans around the rim, spreading the lube evenly. It was all about going slow. She didn't know how many cocks Rose had taken, but she didn't want to hurt her.

Tight. Hard. Slick from the lube, but still so small, so hot. Lois bit her lip, afraid to use her strength as she pressed a little more and a little more, watching the rubbery skin of her cock deform slightly, the asshole begin to stretch and give...Rose's fingers were knuckle-white as the tip of the cock with agonizing slowness pressed deeper and deeper...until she could feel the hot ring of muscle slip over the piercing...the flared head of the glans **** a whimper through Rose's lips...and then the head of Lois Lane's cock was all the way inside, cushioned on a thin layer of lube, and she paused, letting them both get used to it.

"Fuck you're tight," Lois said when she could talk again. "Are you okay? You need a moment?"

"Yeah," Rose huffed. "You're just...really big."

They paused, panting. Somewhere in the bathroom outside, someone came in, pissed, and left without washing their hands. Lois Lane's cock didn't soften for a second.

"Lois..." Rose said, and the reporter waited to hear what she would say.