End: Maria Wants To Be Covered With Her Jizz

Lois Lane grinned. There was a throbbing need inside of her, and the sloppy one-two fuck of Maria's pussy and ass had driven her to the limit. A haggard look of resignation came to the young woman's eyes...Lois had already cum in her, broken her pussy, even pissed in her. There was no hole that the dickgirl and her obscene cock hadn't already had its way with, and a part of Lois couldn't help but feel a thrill at that thought of that soft stomach swelling up hard with an unwanted baby...

"Paint me," Maria said, her voice tight with excitement.

The reporter gave one last pump, stuffing her cock deep inside of Maria's pussy...and then she wrenching it out, both thumbs and forefingers meeting around her fat dick as she pumped it once, twice...and then the fire white spurt shot out of her hose like runny milk. The hot jizz spurted in a line over the fat, soft tits with their pierced nipples. Maria sneered as she rubbed her soft sacks together, spreading the goo as Lois Lane's hips jerked, sending three or four bursts of jizz splashing against her chin, down that stomach, and finally filling the deep little hole of Maria's navel.

Lois let the soft serpent fall on her lover's body, tottering back and forth on her knees...and then as the exhausted young woman smeared the rich nut on her skin, she told Lois Lane the story...how Lex Luthor was experimenting with a virus that let him use Kryptonite on humans. How Maria had been hired to seduce test subjects, expose them to the different varieties of Kryptonite, and record the result. How some of the test subjects disappeared back into Lex's labs, and she never saw them again.

Maria knew names, dates...Lois Lane, despite how tired she was, knew she had to get all of this on the record, nail down her testimony, get corroborating evidence...it was brilliant material for a story. Yet there was one thing she didn't understand.

"Why tell me all this?" Lois asked.

Maria's hazel eyes fixed on the reporter.

"I wasn't supposed to get pregnant," the young woman reached down and lazily fingered her gaping cunny with cum-stained fingers. "And I wasn't supposed to get ruined. Who the fuck is going to fuck me now...and who the fuck is going to fuck you? Face it. We're stuck with each other."

The reporter chewed on that. She wasn't sure if that was completely true...pussies and asses healed, after all, and just because Lois had cum like a horse in Maria's cunt didn't mean pregnancy was a foretold conclusion. Or that there weren't options.

Then again...Lois had no idea what she was going to do with this third leg of a cock. Yet just the idea of cramming it back into that gaping cunny and trying to launch her sperm straight into that wound drew a twitch from the one-eyed monster.

Lois gave Maria a smile. "Well, how about we get out of here...go back to my place. You can get a shower, we can nail down your account, and...see how things go."

Which is why the end of Lois Lane's night out saw the two of them, reeking of sex and in borrowed clothes because Lois Lane's pants no longer fit, sharing a cab back to the reporter's apartment...and Maria slumped over to lean against Lois, and the dickgirl put her arm around her...and felt a warm, pleasant heat move through her body. She hadn't gotten everything she had set out for when she had gone to the club tonight, but maybe, just maybe, she had gotten exactly what she needed.