No, But She Has An Idea

Lois tugged at her dick, but it was still stubbornly stuck inside of the other woman's pussy. She slid a finger along the young woman's labia, hoping she could "break the seal," but all she could feel was that her cock swelled out just within the tight tunnel.

Maria, for her part, simply grimaced and held her stomach. There was a little bump there, as though she was bloated. Which, Lois considered, she kind of was. All that semen and urine inside of her, unable to escape, she couldn't really imagine what that must feel like.

"Look, this isn't going to work." Maria said. "You have to do something! I don't care what!"

"Okay," Lois said. The reporter gripped the young woman's thighs and tried again to pull out...saw the young woman's labia bulge...her face screw up into a grimace, the primal face of pain...and then, inspiration struck her.

"I have an idea," the reporter said. "Do we have any lube left?"

Maria came up with a bottle.

The reporter quickly emptied half of it onto her hand.

"Okay, now I need you to turn over..."

That was a delicate and uncomfortable piece of business for them both. The cunt twisted around on Lois Lane's dick, skin stretching and corkscrewing...but after a long, painful moment, the young woman was on her hands and knees, and the reporter had unfettered access to her ass.

Maria made a little "gleep" noise as Lois dripped lube on her asshole.

"What are you doing?" she asked as Lois used one finger to rub the cold gel into the little pucker.

"I was thinking about how veterinarians help cows give birth," the reporter told her. "They reach in through the anal cavity and apply pressure on the womb. I think I can..."

"Oh, you are not shoving your hand up my ass!" The young woman said. "You've already fucked me, cum in me, and pissed in me, but that is the final straw!"

"Do you have a better idea?" Lois asked, never letting up on her gentle massage of the young woman's asshole. It took Maria entire minutes before she could speak again.

"Alright, do it. But I want you to know I hate you."

"Uh huh," the reporter said. "Deep breath now, and relax..."

Fingers steepled, Lois pressed all five tips against the bunghole before her. It was obviously too small for her to just dive right in. But it was also well-lubricated and somewhat relaxed. The reporter applied a steady pressure, and slowly, very slowly, it opened enough to let her joined fingertips in. Maria hissed and squirmed, fingers grabbing the carpet.

"My ass hurts," she said. Lois stopped, holding her fingers in place as Maria took several deep, half-sobbing breaths. The reporter poured a little more lube on the butthole, some of it sliding in between her fingers, down into the dark depths of the young woman's colon.

The pucker didn't exactly relax. But Lois pressed forward a little, applying more strength, and she saw the poopshoot spread as her fingers were **** in up to the second knuckle. She stopped then, gently rubbing the young woman's buttocks.

"You okay?" she asked.

When Maria didn't answer, Lois gave her ass a pat and applied more strength, forearm bunching painfully. This time, Maria gave a little inarticulate gag as the tightness of her anus **** Lois Lane's hand to shift in shape, the thumb curling up toward the palm, but the reporter didn't stop until the knuckles were just brushing the rim of the asshole, which was bright pink, stretched taut as a rubber band...and Lois was glad, right then, that the lubricant was covering up the smell.

"One more push," she said, pouring more lube onto her hand and the gaping asshole. "I won't stop until it's in, okay?"

No answer, once again. Then, very quietly, voice breaking. "Just do it."

The reporter pushed forward. She had never fisted another woman before. Her cock felt painfully hard, the pressure on it increasing, and she took that as a good thing...a sign that it was working. That maybe Maria's body couldn't accommodate both her cock and her hand, and that forcing one in would squeeze the other out.

There was only one way to find out.

Maria shook at the knuckles were **** into her asshole. The orifice, which normally might never open wider than a quarter during normal operation, was now gaping at least two and a half, maybe three inches across. Like trying to **** a baseball into a garden hose. Yet the human body is capable of miraculous things, and with a final burst of strength, Lois thrust her whole hand into the tight, hot confines of the young woman's ass.

Sweat dripped from both their frames. The whole procedure had taken maybe an hour, Lois doing her best not to tear the delicate anus. She gave Maria a little pat on the ass. The young woman had taken it like a trooper.

Now, only one question remained.