Ride The Cock

In her late-night porn sessions online, Lois Lane had seen a certain kind of sextoy. It looked like a great inflatable exercise ball...except it had a cock on it. The women (or, more rarely, men) who rode on it would stuff themselves down, the ball taking their weight, and gently bounce in place. It had never been something that Lois had ever seriously considered ordering for herself, but as she stroked the warm, living sides of the great ball that the demon Blaze had become, and looked at the cum-slick cock pointing boldly toward the ceiling...Lois Lane finally understood the appeal.

"Easy now, girl," Lois said as she stood over the ball, carefully trying to angle her pussy down onto the fat cock. "Mama needs a cuntfull of that."

Standing over it on the bed, the tip just touched the reporter's pussy. She actually had to get up on her toes to slip the head into her waiting hole. It was hotter than before, the cock quivering, powerless to thrust. Gently, Lois began to squat, letting the hard prick slide deeper into her pussy.

Black jizz was spurting from the tip, and Lois could feel the demonic baby gravy greasing the pole as she slid it deeper inside of her. She didn't even care about the potential dangers. The swollen mass of Blaze continued to squirm and shift, features disappearing from the outside until it looked like nothing more than a single vast, hairless testicle.

Lois eased her buttocks down onto the smooth, pliant flesh.

Fuck, I've never felt so full! She thought, looking at the little hot streamers of black cum dribbled from her pussy, which was stretched taut against the thick base of the cock. It felt wrong and sinful, like she was taking advantage of the helpless demon, and Lois liked that. The little feeling of power as she settled down, the globular body of the demon stretching beneath her. It was like sitting on a giant bean bag full of water...full of small, hard things like eggs. Lois guessed maybe they were testicles, the demon reduced to no more than a system for making and delivering sperm...and she laughed at that too.

Hands against the warm flesh, Lois began to bounce. Every movement felt the cock thrust almost too far inside of her. Every time her buttocks came down she felt another gush of hot seed soak her overstretched cunt, the excess dripping out. She began to work up a rhythm, hearing the bedsprings protest. Wondered what it would be like if Blaze was stuck in this form.

I could keep her at home, and sit on her as I surf the internet, the reporter bit her lip, losing herself in the pleasure of the stiff prick at her command. My own personal living sex toy...