End: Mario & Luigi Clean Lois Lane's Pipes

It had been a long and stressful night. Lois Lane was wet, aroused, and probably a little more **** from the drinks earlier this evening at the club than she wanted to admit. Her investigation had ended in failure, and now she had these two hunky Italians in her apartment...and she didn't even really think as she undid the slim black robe and let it sink to the floor.

"I think these pipes needs cleaning," she said, husky as anything. "If you two are up for it."

Mario and Luigi glanced at one another in unspoken agreement. They put down their toolboxes. The gloves came off as they undid their overalls. Lois leaned against the doorframe, admiring the view as their bodies came to light...

They were really a matched pair. Mario was short, broad, exceedingly muscular, with that solid gut that real strongmen have, hairy as a bear. His brother Luigi was taller, thinner, with the kind of lean, lanky muscle that she attributed to runners, his body hairless. Even their cocks reflected the dichotomy between them: Mario was short enough that the whole thing would fit in her hand, but was as thick as a Coke can; Luigi thinner but longer, maybe among seven inches.

Lois didn't even have to ask about condoms. They had them out automatically, pressing them onto their pricks, which were hard and raring to go. The naked reporter quivered with excitement, one finger playing with her labia, thinking about the possibilities.

"O-kay Princess," Mario beamed, standing with fists on his hips, his thick little mushroom ready to pop. "Where do you-a wanna do this?"

They clambered on the bed. Luigi sat on the edge of the bed, massaging lube onto his cock as Lois angled her ass down toward him. Mario waited and stroked himself as the reporter lowered herself down...gasping a little ass he felt the head of his dick against her butthole...moaning as she slid down, the sensation so intense she almost felt...but Luigi's hands grasped her waist and held her.

With rigid determination, Lois let herself slide down further, that long cock plunging into virgin territory within her...until her legs hung over Luigi's, and she could feel the whole of him inside of her. With a lurid stare, she looked at Mario and spread her labia.

"Come on! Give me that fat fucker!" Lois gasped out, unused to using such language...but then, tonight was a night for new experiences. Her first time with two men...double penetration...such big cocks.

She was afraid his gut would get in the way, but Mario had his cock in hand and guided unerringly to her pussy. He had a lot of experience with cleaning pipes, after all.

"I should-a warn you, Princess," Mario said as the tip of his dick rubbed against her pussy. "Me and Luigi, once-a we get going, we don't-a stop until the job is done!"

Lois Lane grinned, manic. Yet she didn't back out. Not even when she felt that fat prick stretch her pussy. The swollen belly like a warm barrel crushing her. Luigi's hairy mustache and tender kisses. Mario's hot tongue **** into her mouth...both ass and cunt stretched and plundered, or perhaps plungered would be the more appropriate term. Because the plumbers were definitely determined to clean her pipes out.

The night was a blur, the plumbers' stamina relentless, only matched by Lois Lane's imagination as she checked items off of her sexual bucket list. They switched places. Tried to squeeze both dicks into her pussy. Took turns, Lois on her knees sucking off one brother as the other pistoned in and out of her pussy and ass, high-fiving one another as they fucked her fore and aft. Lois even remembered the moment the first condom burst, as Luigi was balls deep inside of her sore and gaping asshole as she licked Mario's balls...and how they had all laughed and somehow it had happened again...and again...until they just had done with Lois completely.

She remembered the end of the night, back on the bed, legs up by her shoulders, holding her labia open as the two brother jerked off into her cunt...and it was the first time they had actually cum all night, the seed as thick as yoghurt as it oozed deep inside of her, the sweating and grunting men holding their read cocks right up to the entrance of her vagina...

...and as they put their overalls back on, Luigi left a card for her, right beneath the bottle she had brought home.

"If you have any other trouble with your pipes, you call-a us first thing!" Mario said.

Lois Lane, cum leaking out of her sore but happy pussy, waved goodbye. Maybe she would call them again...when she had recovered from her night out.

In her lair, the demon Blaze's brow furrowed between her horns. The bitch reporter looked so happy. That wasn't how this night was supposed to end.

She never saw the pair of boots that descended, only felt the impact of a squat, heavy body on her head, forcing her face into the scrying pool, shattering the vision.

"That wasn't-a nice!" Mario said. "You been a-messin' with the interdimensional pipes, eh?"

Blaze growled and threw the plumber off of her. Fire burst from her mouth, but he leaped nimbly away...and then Luigi burst through it, sparkling like a comet, his fist crashing into the demon's eye.

It wasn't much of a fight after that. More of a beatdown. The demon, taken off guard and double-teamed, could not respond fast enough as the brothers took her apart...and finally collapsed, her corporeal form flickering as her time in this dimension came to an end.

"You-a mess with da Princess, you gonna get it again!" Mario said.

Blaze wanted to retort...but then the pain overcame her, and she simply faded away...back to hell...and the plumbers went to free the missing women. Lois Lane would hear about their release...and the brothers smiled, twirling their mustaches at the thought of the lovely lady whose pipes they had cleaned.