Lois Holds It.

The reporter's hands gripped the side of the bed. He squeezed his eyes tight. Tried to think unsexy thoughts. Pictured Lex Luthor in the nude, holding his gaping anus open. His whole body trembled as Maria moved her ass in a little circle, grinding her butt against the reporter's brand-new balls...and slowly, achingly slowly, Lois felt the initial rush pass. Still stiff, still hard, but no longer about to explode.

Carefully, the now-male reporter unclenched and opened her eyes. Maria looked down at her bemused.

"It's okay to cum inside me, you know," she said. Her hands began to play with the reporter's flat chest, thumbs flicking the stiff pink nipples. "That's the point of this. But if you want to hold out...I guess I'll just fuck all that cum out of you."

Warm, strong hands wrapped around the reporter's wrists and pried them off the bed. Lois didn't fight as Maria **** those open palms to her breasts. The reporter felt the hard metal barbell piercings against her palms. The hot, impossibly soft and squishy tits that overflowed her fingers.

"I like your cock," Maria said as her thighs flexed. She began to move up and down on the reporter's dick, her pussy squeezing hard. "Fuck you're so big. So hard. Do you like my pussy?"

"Yes," Lois Lane's voice sounded odd to his own ears. Deeper. More masculine. Licking his lips, he began to raise his hips in response to Maria's humping...trying to remember the things his lovers had done, back when he was a she, that made him...her...feel good.

I'm so confused, Lois thought as his grip shifted on Maria's breasts, squeezing them slowly, rhythmically, teasing the nipples with her fingers.

"It's so...tight. So wet. You're sucking me in," Lois swallowed. That need was building inside of him, and he wasn't sure how long he could hold off blowing his load...but having been on the receiving end, Lois wanted to at least try to make Maria cum.

"Just like that," Maria huffed. "Keep going. Oh, right there, right there..."

Fortunately, Maria seemed halfway there. Grinding her hips. Pussy juice leaking down over the reporter's balls. Nipples hard, face flushed, pupils dilated...and Lois felt new, strange instincts kick in as he watched this cunt writhing on his cock, begging for his cum.