End: A Devil's Dozen

Lois Lane had never had a train run on her before.

They took their turns. One cock after another. Each one a little different in size, shape, how they slid it in. Angelica stayed right by the reporter's side, spreading her ass wide, keeping them from getting rough or grabby. Leaving Lois Lane along to get fucked.

And fucked.

And fucked.

The cocks slid in and out of her ass easily, lubed by the jizz already in there and adding their own, mixing their sperm up inside her colon. All those millions of swimmers offloaded into her ass, never to hit their mark. Lois Lane's pussy burned, untouched and untouchable, Blaze's jizz the only thing that could get her pregnant tonight.

Lois had never thought about how much time there was to think, getting your ass pounded that long, that hard. It wasn't like being fucked in her pussy at all. Her anus burned, the whole raw despite the spit and sperm lubing it, a burn that spread as Lois gripped the sink for support, lost in a haze of sexual excitement. She raised her face to look in the mirror...and wondered at the wanton face that stared back at her, makeup smeared, lipstick a mess, eyes tired...and yet there was a fierce glow and in those flushed cheeks, the curl of the lips panting for breath, the quiver that went up her spine that wasn't quite a climax but...

She was used to getting fucked without cumming. Most of her partners had never been able to bring her to orgasm. That didn't mean Lois didn't enjoy sex. She did. Yet that final **** that carried her over the precipice was so hard to find with someone else. Like most women, Lois needed more than someone drilling for oil. More stimulation, mental and physical...the king of thing that saw her at 3AM with her favorite vibrator, a swab of lube so it could slide ina nd out smoothly, hitting her rhythm as she listend to an erotic audiobook, eyes closed as she played with her clit at the same time.

As the cocks pounded away at her hole, Lois didn't have any of those trappings. This was raw, hardcore. Dicks of every shape and size sliding into the ass that Angie held gaping wide. The dickgirl smiling that damned secret smile, planting hot kisses on the reporter's cheek when she wasn't looking, licking at Lois' asshole as the cocks slid in and out, tasting the accumulated scum of semen being churned into a froth inside the reporter's guts.

Lois Lane thought back to the events of this night. All the decisions that had led to her here, strange cocks sliding past the supersensitive rim of her ass. Eliciting a gasp as they bottomed out in her guts, the balls pressed against their pussy. The missing women she had come to find...she had gotten sidetracked. Blaze had done that. Angelica Blaze and that magnificent prick. It was like some kind of madness had come over the reporter, more than just the drinks she'd had. Awakening a fire inside of her that could only be put out with cum.

She was trembling and panting when the last one pulled out. Her ass quivered, and she could feel the cum inside of her as a wet mess, like she had to go to the bathroom. Except Blaze was there, her hot breath on the quivering fuckhole. That long tongue, like a hot massage as it scraped around the rim of her puffy ass, the once prim and proper hole red and sore from the constant fucking with so many strange cocks. The dickgirl's mouth cinched tight around her asshole in a burning kiss, sucking hard...and Lois couldn't control herself, knees buckling, holding herself up by grasping onto the sink for dear life as all that hot jizz that had been unloaded inside of her was sucked into Blaze's gullet....

....and then it was over, the reporter panting.

"So, sweetmeat. Had enough? Or do you have room for one more?"

The throbbing mass of Blaze's cock, so much bigger and harder than the others slid along the crack of Lois Lane's ass...and Lois couldn't stop herself from trembling, driven by a lust she had never known.

"Always," Lois whispered...and as that swollen prick slid into her ass, so much easier than it could have before this night out, Lois Lane knew she couldn't live without that cock plowing her holes from now on.