Erupt

At first, Lois thought she had never been this wet in her life. Then the cock she was impaled on began to throb and a hot pressure built up inside of her, , and Lois knew what was really happening...and warm, stupid tears trickled out of her eyes and she realized she was smiling, hands pressed to her lower abdomen, feeling the stiffness of her lover through the skin there.

It was happening, really happening...and Lois Lane, star reporter of the Daily Planet hadn't just asked for it, she demanded it.

A growl from behind broke Lois out of her reverie.

"Ggggget ready..." Blaze said, gritting her teeth.

"For?...but I thought you were already...oh shit." Awareness struck Lois just before the ejaculation did.

Lois had douched before, and she recalled the strange, terrible sensation of a stream of warm liquid spraying over her most private parts, the sensitive end of the tunnel where no penis could reach, the entrance to her womb. This was faster, and worse, it went on longer. Lois leaned forward and gripped onto Blaze's knees for support as she felt the impossible jet of liquid strike deep within her, and as the fat cock still plugged her pussy, the pressure began to build.

It wasn't like a normal ejaculation, a few ropes of sticky semen and then the rapidly-softening prick would fall out of her. This was like pissing through an erection: a high-pressure hose of sperm, millions of tadpoles seeking desperately for her egg.

It didn't stop.

As the onslaught continued, Lois felt bloated...the familiar pain, like gas moving through her intestines, but in a completely unfamiliar place. It was almost like her period, and as she rested a hand on her belly, it suddenly occurred to her what the sperm needed to complete their mission: entrance to her uterus. Some would get through, just by number and pressure, but she could make it easier...open the way...

Lois hand moved down from her belly to her clit. She was already on the edge of orgasm...a slow-building sense of anticipation that increased as she rubbed her nubby erect buzzer, and shifted her hips to press down on that cock, drawing it just a few millimeters deeper.

"I want this," Lois whispered to herself, fingers blurring in the frenzy of her frigging. She was rocking back and forth a little now, never lifting up on the cock, but shifting in place, watching little drizzles of black fluid squirt from her pussy and drip down Blaze's swollen balls. The color of the cum only sent her into a frenzy, thinking how potent the jet black pearls must be, picturing the ebony sperm gang-**** her defenseless eggs.

Blaze lurched forward, clutching Lois to her in a tight hug, the shemale's tits digging into Lois' back, pulling the reporter down even harder onto that spurting prick...

That did it. Lois groaned as the orgasm shook through her entire frame. Conscious thought blanked out, arms and legs shook uncontrollably, and her cunt gaped and spasmed and milked the burning rod that impaled her, and she could feel the free streaming cum slipping around her cunt lips and splashing down their thighs.

It lasted for minutes. Blaze never stopped, just held her close. Lois **** herself to breathe, letting her lover hold her up as she sagged in her lap, knowing that with her orgasm, the mouth of her womb would descend, the membrane would become more permeable...and so much of that black splooge would swim deep where no jism had gone before. She hoped, really hoped, that at least one of them would find their mark.