Take Charge

Lois brought the glowing buzzer away from her new dick—the six inch tube of flesh was so stiff that if actually hurt as it gently throbbed, and slapped against her stomach.

"Hmm," Maria said, staring over Lois' shoulder and massaging the reporter's tits. "Looks yummy. Bet you can't wait to try that out."

Which was when Lois noticed the smell.

She had been aware, for a while, of Maria's presence. It wasn't body odor, or anything else unpleasant, it was just...her smell. The unique cocktail of natural perfume, sweat, and **** that was Maria, that clung to the barmaid's skin. It was nice...but now Lois was aware of a new smell, underneath that. Something familiar, powerful, and pungent that set her heart to hammering in her chest, and her new cock to begin weeping a clear ooze.

Pussy.

Lois turned, suddenly, to face Maria—pinning her down against the chair—and the hard length of her cock suddenly dug into the soft, warm flesh of the barmaid's belly.

"Do you?" The reporter said, the red buzzer still in her hand. "Want to try it, I mean?"

Lois used her knees to spread Maria's legs open, baring the woman's pink pussy, which was bald except for a tiny strip of fur dyed red and pink. The reporter slid down, until the backside of her fat cock was pressed against the swollen labia. She slid it back and forth, seeing her new dick sausaged between those fat lips like a hotdog. The tip of her dick slid past Maria's own clitoris with every stroke...

Maria was starting to respond. The brunette could see it in the way her nipples had hardened, little pink erased nubs with barbells, and the flush that was spreading across her cheeks. And she could feel the woman's hard clit digging into the underside of her dick, tickling the ridge of her swollen cockhead.

"Let me put it in," Lois asked.

"I...I uh..." Maria stammered, already panting.

"Please!" Lois said, her hips shaking with sudden desperation. Biting her lip, she stopped dry humping and brought her hips back using a hand to line up the head with Maria's lower lips. "J-just the tip..."

That brought a laugh from Maria. She leaned forward and brought her hands up, against Lois' stomach, pushing the brunette back.

"Grow a dick and suddenly you're spouting lines like a fifteen year old virgin...okay, okay. You can put it in. But let's take this slow, okay? We're both grown-ups. Let's take our time and...explore a little. Enjoy this."

Lois took a deep breath, and nodded. When Maria saw she was no longer trying to dive forward and bury her sword in to the hilt, the barmaid leaned back a little and brought her hands down to her pussy, spreading the lips.

"I know this isn't the first cunt you've seen." She said. "But let's take careful aim. The top hole is the urethra—off-limits, even if you weren't already too big for it—and down below the perineum is my asshole, which is also off-limits. You can see the vagina, right?"

"Y-yes, Lois said. And she could. With the lips drawn aside, Maria's pussy was a rounded triangle of raw, pink flesh, wet with a clear, runny mucous. The vagina was a cavern descending into darkness. Lois actually wondered if she might be too big for it...but then, she had thought the same thing, when she had been on the receiving end, and she had managed to accommodate her partners fine. A flare of an idea crossed the back of Lois' mind just then, but she realized Maria was still speaking.

"Okay, now I want you to slide it in...I should be wet enough, but take it slow, we both want to have a good time..."

Lois positioned the head of her cock at the entrance to that tunnel...took a deep breath...and began to push. There was a moment of resistance...not a lot, but Lois watched in fascination as the spongy cockhead deformed, and then disappeared from sight, into the burning depths. She could feel how hot Maria's body was, through the supersensitive skin of her penis, and Lois shivered at the sensation.

"Hoo," Maria said, panting a little, voice shaky. "Th-that does feel nice. Now, why don't we see if we can fit a little more in...slowly."

Lois rested one hand on Maria's thigh as she pressed slowly into the barmaid's depths...and realized that she was still holding the buzzer in her other hand...and that flicker of an idea from before came back to mind...