Lois Gets It

Lois Lane shuddered as she fisted herself. It was a first for her, and under other circumstances, she would have liked to explore the sensations. But she had a purpose to what she was doing, far beyond how her body was reacting...

Her fingers scrabbled over the rubbery head of the giant spermatozoa, unable to get a sure grip. Reluctantly, Lois opened her hand up inside of her, fingers pushing against her walls...feeling her body fighting her, but knowing she could handle it.

"A woman's cunt is made to pass a child, Lane," Lois told herself. "Doctors do this every day. Just...do it..."

The naked reporter winced as she stretched her pussy past her limits...but the walls stretched, and she was able to get her fingertips around the still, slippery ovoid of the sperm-thing that had crawled up her canal. Lois let out a breath and licked her lips, mentally preparing herself for the next part.

Gripping tightly, Lois tugged on the sperm-head. With her fist wrapped around the foreign object, her hand felt even bigger inside of her...every millimeter of pulling it out of her pussy was a struggle, the reporter fearing that she was going to pull out her entire vaginal canal along with it. Slow and steady was the key...and Lois was shivering and sweating as her fist drew near the entrance to her cunt.

Going to need a shower after this, she thought ruefully. Hope it isn't have the same issue as the bathtub.

The entrance to her pussy resisted. Lois' fist, wrapped around the sperm head, was too large. But Lois was losing patience with her own body at that point. She had already tested her own limits well beyond anything she had done tonight, and one tight little hole was not going to stop her.

So she pulled, hard. Wincing against the sudden pain, the stretching, cunt fit to bust as Lois pulled her fist out of herself...and with an audible pop, it was out.

Lois collapsed, the whole length of her vaginal canal on fire, the weird white demon of the last hour still grasped tightly in her hand. Weak and shaking, she got to her knees and considered what to do with it.

Should I flush it down the toilet...or save it somehow?