Through The Backdoor

As much as Lois Lane wanted to shove her demonic hardon into the tight browneye in front of her, the reporter knew she had to resist that urge. Her tongue had gotten her through the last challenge—and her fingers would get her through this one. But first...

Lois spread the cheeks of that pert, soft ass with her hand. The asshole inside quivered, clean but dry. That wouldn't do. She didn't want to hurt the poor young woman, after all. So the reporter began to work her jaw, generating her spit. Leaned down, close enough to smell the clean skin, see the gooseflesh rise on the lower back, the little bumps of the spine showing through...extended her tongue and tried to angle it to drool right on the target anus...

It wasn't working. Frustrated, Lois tried to move her head left and right, but the saliva was dribbling on the ass-cleavage, not the sphincter. The reporter sighed, knowing she needed to woman up and just do what needed to be done.

Lowering her chin, Lois Lane pressed her tongue against the divot of the woman's ass...and then followed it downward, until she could feel the folds of that pucker. Once again, the reporter was glad the fucklock was clean, but beyond that she was surprised that the taste was...not really offensive. Like licking someone's nose. With greater confidence now, Lois pulled the cheeks apart wider and really began to lick that ass.

She slobbered and drooled. Her tongue twisted and twirled against the asshole in front of her, nostrils blowing hot air into the sweaty buttcrack, and sniffing back up the weirdly unassuming scent of a woman. As the reporter's jaw began to ache, Lois could feel tension rising in those cheeks...and the reporter knew it was time.

"I hope this doesn't hurt," Lois whispered, though she knew the woman couldn't hear hr. "This is my first time."

Lois gave her index finger a swirl around her mouth, just to get it wet and ready, then brought it down against that spit-slick browneye...and pushed. It slid in, not without resistance, but easier than Lois imagined. She didn't have to use much **** at all, just a steady pressure, wiggling back and forth a little. Hotter inside that tight little ass than Lois would have thought, and the ring of muscle sometimes clamped down on her finger so tight that Lois couldn't move it, and she would have to massage the ass gently until it relaxed and let her push deeper inside...the way up to the knuckle.

The reporter brought her free hand over and around the fucklock's smooth belly, until she found the rings trapping the woman's clitoris. None of her fingers could access the clit directly...but they could press on the metal until it was rubbing against the sensitive nub.

"All right, babe," Lois whispered, a weird giddiness in her stomach, cock desperately hard but with nowhere to go. "Let's get it on."

Slowly, carefully, Lois began to push and pull her finger out of that ass while her other hand did what it could to stimulate the woman's clit. She went as slow as she dared, not wanting to hurt her, knowing patient would pay more dividends than if she went too fast and hurt the poor, bound woman. A part of Lois wondered what it must feel like, stuck in a door, a strange woman finger-fucking your ass and rubbing at your clit, and never knowing when or if some huge, hard cock was going to plunge through your defenseless sphincter and fuck your ass until it was bloody and gaping, until your knees gave out and you just collapsed, shitting cum out of your destroyed asshole...

The mental image made Lois Lane's cock so stiff she was afraid she was going to shoot off right there. Almost unconsciously she had been speeding up her finger-fucking, moving faster and harder, and the woman in front of her was squirming, hips moving. Without thinking about it, Lois pulled her finger out of the ass altogether and brought it up to her mouth...sucking on the two fingers she tasted something other than sweat and spit, something tangy...and then with a savage need she brought both fingers down against that asshole and began to pound them in and out, pulling at the tight sphincter on the way out, forcing it to stretch as she rubbed and rubbed at that clit...