Hump The Faucet

A sudden idea struck Lois—a dark, impossible fantasy. Something no woman had ever experienced, but...she could. A little wicked grin split her features as she scooted forward, bringing her feet up on the edges of the tub.

More than once in her life, Lois had known the cares and attentions of Mr. Shower attachment. There had even been a formative experience, on her very first assignment for the Daily Planet, all alone in a hotel with a big tub...there was just something fantastic about the sensation of hot water running over her clit, spraying over her pussy, filling up her vagina until it overflowed. Lois had stayed in there until her flesh had gone rubbery and her fingers and toes pruned.

Now, however...

Lois carefully angled her cum-splattered pussy directly beneath the ivory flow. It sent a shiver her down her spine as the first hot splash hit her clit, and she bit her lip as she did her bet to held herself under there.

The sperm running from the tap wasn't quite as hot as water, but it was denser, heavier, providing a more sustained pounding. The reporter quivered under the deluge, the sustained cum-barrage stimulating her sex...and to make it better, Lois could see the endless splooge coating her cunt, soaking into it. It was a pussy bukkake wet dream, and as she arched her back so that she could feel that hot line of jizz pour straight into her vaginal opening, she got another wicked idea...

Inching closer and closer, Lois struggled not to slip as she almost turned upside down in the tub. The faucet was one of those vaguely phallic pipes that curved down; a tricky bit of maneuvering when Lois wasn't horny and gasping for air. Yet she did manage to get her pussy directly under the flow, cum pouring deep inside of her, bubbling out, overflowing, and inching her pussy up higher, higher...

The pipe was cool to the touch, despite the hot jizz pouring through it, but it was also hard as steel. Lois groaned at that extra bit of stimulation, and of the growing pressure inside of her as her pussy restricted the flow. She was so full now...literally filled to the brim with cum, warm and heavy in her belly...and Lois let out a little huff of excitement as she began to move her hips up and down, gently humping the faucet.

She moved herself against the cold steel, just an inch or two—that was all she could manage from this position—but it was enough, it was penetration. And every time she pressed her pussy as deep against the pipe as it could go, she felt that terrible pressure increase inside of her, the boiling stream of fresh cum going straight down toward the mouth of her womb.

Lois laughed to herself. "There's only one thing missing. I wish..."