End: Leo Rides Lois Lane's Cock

"How the fuck did I let you talk me into this?" Leo said. He was squatting on top of the **** Lois Lane, pants off, Maria rubbing lube into the sleeping reporter's massive girlcock.

"Because we bet if you take it down to the base, I'll suck you off every day for a week," Maria said as she held Lois Lane's cock in both hands. "Besides which, she can't get you pregnant, and you're the one who already had an enema earlier tonight, so it won't get any shit on her dick."

"Assuming I survive," Leo said as he bent his knees. Maria reached up to touch his lower back, just above the cleft of his buttocks, and guided him down until the swollen pink mushroom-tip of the reporter's cock pressed against his asshole. He took a deep breath.

"Oh, c'mon," Maria said. "It's not the first cock you've had."

"I was experimenting!" He protested.

"Yeah, and that's why the last time we experimented, I could get three fingers in there," Maria said with a grin. She reached up between her legs and rubbed at her twat. "Now come on. Give us a show. Make it good and I'll suck you off at the beginning and end of every shift for a week."

Whether it was the promise of double blowjobs, or just Leo finally coming to terms with his own sexuality, he let more of his weight settle on his ass...and the greased-up cock head quivered for a moment against the unexpected resistance. Leo had to reach back, thing fingers pressing against the sensitive underside of the glans so that the head could slip into his butthole.

"Christ, that's snug," he whispered to himself...and Maria grinned as his knees bent more, and his asshole slowly swallowed a couple of inches of dick. Her fingers worked her cunny, the pads rubbing at her clit in little circles. There was nothing quite like watching a bony, skinny guy taking a big cock.

Down and down he went...and Maria rubbed a little faster as she heard him gasp. A part of her wished she could see his limp dick start to leak as the big dick compressed his prostate. She wanted to hear him whimper. Wanted to hear him whine like the little sissy bitch-boy he really was deep inside. Maria began to pant as she pictured herself with a strap-on, pounding Leo's prostate as his little sissy dick was held in chastity.

Leo was about halfway down the reporter's pole when everything went wrong.

Maria saw Lois Lane's hands clamp onto Leo's slim, girlish hips. Saw her legs flex as if trying to stand up in the stirrups of the gynecologist chair. Then Leo's legs went out beneath him, and with a short, sharp cry his buttocks slammed down onto the reporter's lap...and he shook there, as Lois Lane began to hump him, her thighs bracing, hips shaking.

It was the most erotic thing that Maria had ever seen, and her fingers flew on her own cunt. She watched Leo freak out, hearing his little grunts of pain and terror and sexual excitement. Watched the dribble of white jizz ooze out of the crack of his violated ass as she painted the insides of his ass white...

...and Maria bit her lips, knees knocking together as she squeezed her hand between her thighs.

"She's...she's still asleep," Leo said. "She fucked me in her sleep. Fuck, my ass...oh god, I think she came in me."

Maria licked her lips. "Turn around. I want to see what your dick looks like."

Awkwardly, carefully, whimpering cutely, Leo twisted himself around while bottomed out on the reporter's cock...and Maria grinned wide as she saw his shaven sack, the cock limp and dripping white goo.

"Admit it," Maria said as she reached forward, fingers still wet with her own pussy juice, to pinch his scrotum in the middle. "You love it up the ass."

"I'm going to shit blood!" Leo complained.

"You're going to finger your ass while you re-live this moment," Maria said. She peeled back his foreskin. The cock was still flaccid, but that was common to a lot of guys when they had a cock up their ass. She knew how to solve that. "This is the key sexual experience of your life."

Leo didn't even protest. Maria's lips had closed on his soft little pecker and started to suck.

Lois Lane's erection hadn't gone down. It ground against his prostate, even as Maria's tongue rolled around and around. It took minutes for Leo to get hard...and he whimpered as his hips began to move on their own, squeezing around the invading cock even as he humped pitifully at Maria's mouth. When he did blow his pitiful load into her mouth, Leo felt utterly emasculated...but neither did he resist as Maria stood up, pressed her lips against his own, and **** his own bitter jizz into his mouth along with her tongue.

It was the beginning of a beautiful, if fucked-up, relationship...and the end of Lois Lane's night out.

The next morning, Lois awoke with a pounding head, and a sore pussy full of jizz...but no cock, and no memories of the night before. She tried, over black coffee, to put together the pieces, but Lex Luthor's **** had worked too well. The memories were simply gone. All Lois Lane knew is that she had been fucked...and she would never have guessed who had done the fucking.