Swear Off Crime...And Let Me Fuck Your Ass

Blaze blinked her big violet eyes. Lois Lane's eyes. The reporter watched her mouth twist in a little frown.

"Give up crime?" She asked.

"I can't have you being a supervillain." Lois said. "Not in my body. And especially not if you're pregnant!"

The reporter laid a hand on her lover's curvy rump. The same ass that she'd seen every day of her life. It just looked so much more...enticing now that she had a dick.

"Also, I really want to fuck my ass." Lois added.

"You're asking for a lot! I mean, I'm a demon. Sin and villainy are what we do! You have lube, right?" Blaze asked.

"Top drawer near the bed," Lois slowly pulled the crimson cock out of the fresh-fucked pussy. She was amazed that it was still hard...and how much she was coming to identify with it. The reporter had only been sporting a dick for maybe half an hour and she was already thinking of it as her own. "Besides, I'm giving up my entire body. And I'm not asking you to live without sin...I mean, we're not even married, and you'd be living here right? Fucking every day? That's living in sin."

"True," Blaze mused as she took the bottle of lube out of the drawer. "You want me to move in?"

"I mean, if you're really pregnant..." Lois said, positioning Blaze on her knees, ass raised. The demon-in-a-woman's-body passed her the lube, then spread her cheeks, showing her virgin pucker to the reporter. The reporter licked her lips, feeling things move inside of her, she squirted lube into her hand. "...and in my body to boot. So yeah, I want to make sure that you're somewhere safe, that you eat right, go to appointments, exercise..."

"You want to fuck me," Blaze said, turning her head and trying on Lois Lane's most sultry smile.

The reporter started rubbing lubricant into the little pink asshole.

"You want me to fuck me," Lois tossed back. She rubbed her scarlet cock head against the little hole. It looked so much bigger, the reporter wasn't sure how it was going to fit...but she was dying to find out.

"Hmm," Blaze said, shifting her hips, rubbing the head of the cock on her ass, not letting the reporter put it in yet. "You want me to give up crime, to live here as your...girlfriend? Kept woman? Babymama?"

"I thought that's what you wanted," Lois said, grabbing the familiar hips and holding them. She found herself breathing harder in anticipation as she pressed the tip of her cock against that tight little hole. "Tell me if it hurts. I don't want you to hurt you."

There was no talk for a moment. Both of them, nearly identical except for the crimson cock and balls jutting from Lois Lane's crotch, were lost in the moment as the rubbery head slowly invaded the tight backchannel. The flesh engulfed the rubbery head, and Blaze brought a pillow up to her teeth, biting down as the shaft delved into untouched territory within the reporter's body.

Blaze spat feathers out when the head was in, Lois taking a pause. Rapturing in the unbelievable tightness of her own ass.

"If I must give up my life of crime, I demand faithfulness in return." The demon countered.