Epilogue: Lois Fucks That Ass

Lois Lane did not go back to her apartment. A quick phone call and Clark Kent met them, with a rented car, fresh clothes, a burner phone, and a wallet full of cash. The blue eyes looked concerned as Lois shuffled her sidekick into the car.

"Thanks, Smallville," she said. "I've already sent the article to Perry...I just need to get out of town for a while. You know how powerful Lex Luthor is. If he decides to come after me..."

"I understand," he said, gravely. "And I'll pass that on to Superman. But are you going to be alright? Where are you going to go?"

Lois smiled. "Off the grid. Don't worry, Clark. I'll be back. The cops will want to speak to Maria after a while...and we need to be ready for them too."

So saying, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter slid into the seat of the rented black BMW and drove off.

Out of Metropolis. Off the highway, onto the side roads. Through the small towns and villages of New Jersey. Down into the piney woods, further and further from anyplace Lois could think of at home. Maria slept, for the most part. Lois could almost smell the cum leaking out of her sidekick's pussy. The very thought of it was distracting.

By the time they arrived at the cabin in the woods, Lois was hard again...and her cock nudged the steering wheel. Maria shifted and opened her eyes as they ground to a halt. She frowned as she saw the tall trees, the wooden porch and the chain on the door.

"Where are we?"

"Technically speaking, it's a hunting lodge that belongs to one of my dad's old Army buddies," Lois said. "The legal situation is a bit more complicated than that, but the long story short is: no one can trace it to us, and no one will bother us here. There's a six-month supply of meals-ready-to-eat and an artesian well, beautiful hiking trails, a small cache of firearms, and a single bed."

Maria didn't say anything to that as she and Lois clambered out of the car. The reporter grabbed the bags of clothes that were their only luggage...clean thrift-store stuff, all-weather gear, perfect for camping. The reporter found her eyes drawn to Maria's ass-cheeks, which hung just visible beneath the hem of her miniskirt as the young woman mounted the steps. Idly, Maria reached down between her legs and scratched.

"My pussy's sore!" Maria said. "You really did a number on me. I hope I'm not pregnant..."

"Well, we don't know how long my cock will last," Lois said as she unlocked the door. "But we'll just have to be careful to not cum in your pussy. Just in case."

There was a layer of dust over everything. The cabin was only about 12 feet square, dominated by a stove, a sink, a single bed, a small kitchen table that doubled as a workbench, and an eight-foot-tall gunsafe. Lois dumped her stuff on the table, then locked the door. As Maria did a slow circuit of the cabin, the reporter, stiff-legged with her hardon, pulled open a cabinet and began to root among the imperishable supplies.

"What are you looking for?" Maria said.

"Cooking oil," Lois said, and then smiled in triumph. "Aha!"

"Are you going to cook us something?"

"No," Lois said honestly. "I want to fuck your ass and there's nothing else to use for lube. Why don't you go get cleaned out?"

The dickgirl reporter nodded her head toward the bathroom. There was a toilet there, a shower, and a hose.

Maria, who was in mid-stretch, her soft pierced breasts breathtaking as they scrunched up by her chin, paused.

"You're serious." Maria's voice was incredulous.

"As a heart attack," Lois said.

"We're on the run from a billionaire mad scientist and your first thought is you want to fuck my ass?" Maria said.

"I've been thinking about it this entire time," Lois said. "But yes. We're going to be stuck here at least a week, we don't know how long this cock is going to last, and you don't want me to spunk your pussy. There isn't much to do here except some scenic hiking. So we're going to take advantage of my dick while it's here...because when it's gone, we're going to be down to telling each other ghost stories over the fire and maybe licking each other's pussies for entertainment."

Normally, the reporter wouldn't have been so crude...but something about the situation had gotten under her skin. She almost shook with excitement as she peeled off her clothing. Maria's eyes fell to the thick hard-on that jutted out from the reporter's body like a tree branch. The young woman bit her lower lip and gnawed it quietly for a moment.

"Is there any ****?"

There was a crate of vodka beneath the sink. Maria, naked and on her side in the bed, took a long swig as Lois Lane rubbed the golden vegetable oil into the young woman's asshole. Even though her cock felt ready to burst, the reporter didn't want to hurt Maria...not really...not much...

"My mama warned me about thish," Maria said, a little slur in her voice. "She said, 'Maria, if you act like a slut, life is going to treat you like a slut. If you act like a lady, life is going to treat you like a lady.' Well, I took Lex Luthor's money to whore myself out for one of his science experiments, and now where am I? Getting fucked in the assh..."

Lois slid her hand up under Maria's meaty thigh and pressed her cockhead against the asshole. Her sidekick's butt was soft, warm, and meaty, and Lois felt like she could cum just from sliding it in between those fat cheeks...but the reporter's cheeks blazed and her head felt feverish as she imagined what it would be like inside that freshly-cleaned asshole.

Maria took another drink. Lois kissed her neck, but the half-drunk young woman's face had a scowl and her eyes a faraway look. The cockpressed against her butthole...and instinctively, Maria pressed down, squeezed tight. The dickgirl reporter didn't try to **** the issue, just kept the pressure on...her hands found the young woman's breasts, gently squeezed and fondled them, her fingers played with Maria's pierced nipples...and at last, when the asshole did relax, it seemed to suck Lois right in.

The reporter side as the greased-up glans of her cock squeezed into that ass. It was like coming home. The ring of muscle tightened behind her glans and Lois held it there, not moving as she kissed Maria's neck and played with her tits.

"If I do get pregnant," Maria said. "Will you pay for the abortion?"

Her voice was quiet. Not a giggly drunk, Maria. Somber and dark were her thoughts. Her ass unclenched a little, and Lois slid her dick deeper inside of her.

"If you need me to," Lois promised. "But there's nothing to do about that now. We won't know if you're pregnant for weeks...and we won't back back to civilization where you can get a test or a pill for at least a week or two. So why not relax a little? Focus on what you can do."

Maria took another pull from the bottle. Lois began to move faster now, her cock slid easily in and out of that greased asshole, so hot and tight that the reporter could feel the pressure build at the base of her dick, ready to blow at any moment.

"I was saving my ass for marriage," Maria said. "You know? I thought if I could get some kind of sugardaddy, I could just...they'd pay for me to go to college or keep house, and I'd let them fuck my ass. Just pound away at it, day and night. That's fair, right? I know mama said I was a slut for thinking that way, but it's not really any different from being married..."

Lois flexed her hips. She was nearly bottomed out in Maria, and a part of her wanted to focus on the words but another part of her just wanted to hump that ass forever.

"...now I'm ruined." Maria finished.

"You're not ruined," Lois said. "You're beautiful. I love your ass. I'd fuck it every day and pay for you to go to school. Hell, if I keep my cock, maybe I will..."

It was the wrong promise to make, in that place and in that time, and Lois instantly regretted it...but a moment later she pushed her cock as deep into Maria's asshole and shook as her entire body convulsed, asscheeks squeezed tight as a fountain of pent-up sperm exploded deep inside of Maria's rectum...and the young woman rolled over, to pin Lois beneath her, cock still embedded in her ass.

"I'm going to hold you to that," Maria said. "Now...letsh tear thish assh up!"

So they did.