Try Out Her New Pussy

Lois licked her lips. She could feel her pussy throb, a long slow pulse that started at her outer lips and extended...deep inside. Deeper than she had ever felt it go before, until it was almost up in her ribs. The reporter didn't know what exactly had happened to her, but she knew one thing...

She wanted to try out her new pussy. And right in front of her, cock standing like a flagpole, was an eager volunteer.

"You," the reporter commanded, spreading her pussy wide with her fingers to flash the pink inner workings at the horse-hung shemale. "Come over here. I want your cock in me."

As if in a trance, the black woman obeyed. She dropped to her hands and knees, cock wobbling between her breasts as she crawled forward, drawn by the sight and smell of Lois' pussy.

Vague worries warred within the reporter as the cock approached. It was the size and shape of a horse cock. She had felt it, tasted it—but could she take it? Lois had heard of size queens...had spent late nights on the internet, watching sluts ream themselves out on giant dildos, stretching out their pussies on overpriced sex toys...but she had never tried to do anything like that herself.

There was a real concern, as the hot head of that cock, soft and dark and flared out, touched her entrance, that she might be in for a world of hurt. Lois didn't really know what her new pussy was capable of...but there was only one way to find out.

The black shemale appeared to be in a daze, almost intoxicated, brushing her stiff prick against Lois' pussy but only humping air. With her pulse pounding, Lois grabbed the fat cock right behind the head and guided it into her cunt...thankful that while large and hard, it was still flexible enough that she only had to raise her hips a little to get it to line up.

When it did, the faux-Vixen thrust forward in a rush that left Lois breathless. One or two of her partners had been above average size...enough to be uncomfortable if they tried to jam all of their meat up inside of her...but Lois had never been filled like this. She could feel her hips creak as the cock just kept pushing forward, not in a kind of thrust, but pushing in inch-by-inch without resistance as the black shemale crawled on top of Lois, until her dark brown teats were hanging in the reporter's face, and her cock...

Lois could feel it, past her belly button. It was inside of her, tense, throbbing, and snug. It felt...good. The reporter couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this full, her pussy lips pleasantly stretched out, her tunnel filled...and there was no pain or discomfort at all now, just a kind of hyper-awareness of her body.

Testing it out, the reporter found she could control her internal muscles—including some she didn't know she had—far better than she ever could before. It was astonishing to her. Like puberty and discovering her sex all over again. More, she could...feel things, inside of her. It was almost like a sense of smell and taste inside. There was something musky about the way the black shemale's pre-cum was mingling with Lois' own flowing juices, deep inside. Parts of her were opening to new possibilities...

Above her, staring into space, face a dazed blank, the faux-Vixen waited for further instructions.

I have a super-pussy, Lois realized.