Getting Fucked In The Ass Is Not Enough

Lois Lane still remembered her first cock. Not the moment her hymen broke, because that had come from an ill-advised attempt to do a handstand on a balance beam, but the first time another human being had held her in thier arms, guided their stiff prick to her snatch, and then roughly shoved it home. Like most virgins acting mostly on instinct in a stew of hormones, it hadn't been very good...and over far too quickly. That time, Lois had been glad she'd made him wear a condom first.

There had still been that moment of breathless anticipation, the terrible excitement of the intrusion into her body. Not a violation as such, but the utterly strange and novel feeling of having someone else inside of her—a living being intruding into her space, into her body. A surrender of Lois Lane's sense of self. A part of her was no longer private, but a shared space.

Now here it was again.

Something hot and slick coated the thick prick that pushed relentlessly into the reporter's asshole. The instinctive resistance that Lois Lane's body strove to raise against the invader melted away beneath the fiery aura of the rapacious demon. Muscles relaxed. To the limp and exhausted reporter, the cock felt huge. Far too big for her little hole. So it came as a shock when that little hole stretched wide...and then wider still. As that hot, slick mass pushed inside of her, and Lois could feel the heat and mass of it stretch her body to what she thought was it's limit and beyond.

Hands picked up the reporter's lower half and roughly fed the beastly cockmeat into her overstuffed ass. Lois Lane, limp as a rag doll, found her upper torso flop ungainly as the demon began to push and pull the reporter off her cock as though the half-conscious reporter was no more than some disposable sex toy. The reporter's torso flailed, her tiny cock flopped and spun as her insides were reamed out, deeper than Lois had ever imagined, yet with less pain or pleasure than she had either dreaded or hoped.

It wasn't enough.

"More," Lois gasped as the Satanic shaft plunged into her guts. Her mind swirled with forbidden desires, secret kinks she had long repressed, sexual acts of such **** or depravity she had never seriously considered them. Yet now, her sexual desperation had grown until it threatened to consume the reporter's sanity. "Please! Beat me, whip me, anything! Make me cum!"

"Whore!" Blaze roared. "Your body is mine to use as I wish, you have no authority here!"

"Piss in me!" Lois said desperately...and the mighty demon paused.