Hard and Fast

As a kid, Lois Lane had liked to watch others play with their toys. Especially when they didn't know or forgot that she was watching. There was always something about seeing them on their own, acting out some personal script, that felt more real, more authentic than when children played together.

That curiosity had followed her into adulthood. Lois had hung out on the edges of parties, watched the mating behavior. More than once she had lingered at an open doorway as drunken couples had fumbled with belts and zippers. Panties off, cocks out, totally oblivious to the young woman watching them, her own pussy tingling in sympathy.

As a reporter, Lois seldom had time for that kind of thing anymore. She didn't like to watch the voyeurism videos on the internet, either. There was something skeevy about the sharing of it. In her own little expeditions, she had never told anyone about it. Lois had always thought it was okay, that way. A secret she kept, just to herself, no harm done.

Now...that feeling came back to her as Maria knelt between her legs. Even though she was here, present, handcuffed to the bed, Lois barely dared to breathe. The young woman was lost in her obsession with her pussy. Her hand was slick as she slammed the clear vibrating dildo in and out of the reporter's pussy, like a child with a toy, and the arousal the reporter felt wasn't do entirely to the mechanical stimulation.

No, Lois knew she was getting off in watching Maria get off, the strange lurid need lighting up the young woman's eyes...and the murmuring whisper of dialogue that began to spill forth from her lips...

"...like that? Fucking slutty pussy aren't you? Want that whole big hard cock crammed up inside your cunt, knocking on your baby room. Yeah, you can feel me, can't you baby? No limp dicks here. Fuck, I bet you want the real thing..."