It's Not Over

"Stay there," Maria said. Lois Lane, her cock still buried in Aisha's ass, looked at her curiously as the young woman smiled and swallowed a pill...

...and then bend over, grasping at her stomach. The reporter knew Maria wasn't wearing underwear. But somehow seeing the tip of a cock peak out from beneath her skirt was a surprise.

"Wh-what do you think you're going to do with that?" Lois asked, heart pounding, having a terrible premonition.

Maria smiled and held up a small packet of lube. "You're still hard, aren't you?"

Lois blinked. It was true, she could feel her hard shaft still buried in Aisha's ass.

"They mix a little viagra in. You might have blown your first load early, but you're going to be hard for hours. What you need, though, is a lesson on how to fuck."

Aisha reached backwards, hands grabbing Lois Lane's ass, spreading the cheeks. Maria ripped open the lube packet with her teeth.

"So...we're all going to have a little fun together."

Lois Lane swallowed. A part of her said that she should refuse...pull her cock out of the black tranny's ass and go home. Wait for the **** to wear off and...and...

...and she stood there, cock buried in the hot depths of Aisha's tight asshole, knees trembling as Maria rubbed lube all over her dick. It wasn't big...maybe five inches...but big enough.

"I haven't...had anal sex before..." Lois gulped.

Maria chuckled evilly. Lois felt something wet, hot, and hard prodding against her back door. "Like a virgin..."

The pressure increased, Lois trying and failing to relax her anal muscles.

"...touched for the very..."

The reporter gritted her teeth as she felt something slipping inside her.

"...first..."

She was penetrated. Her ass felt supremely weird. Not painful, but definitely...unnatural.

"...time!"

Lois felt her cock grow rigid as the warm hard length inside her pressed against a certain spot.

"Oh yeah," Aisha wiggled her ass. "Now we're cookin'."