See A Cock In The Smoke

The cum-covered reporter blew smoke, which settled hazily in the air...and in that smoke she saw a shape. The negative space of a familiar phallic emblem, right there on her toilet. And even though she had just masturbated to completion in the tub...the reporter felt a familiar itch inside her pussy.

My fingers just aren't enough anymore, Lois realized as she took another drag. She was getting a little buzz from the nicotine, felt herself a little more alert and on edge. This whole thing is crazy...I must be dreaming or hallucinating...but if it's a dream...

Lois stepped forward, cigarette between her lips, and grasped the dick with one hand.

It was there, solid, warm, slightly squishy but with a core of iron in her palm. Her sticky, cum-covered fingers traced the shape of it, leaving little grey-white prints behind. About seven inches long...a slight curve...no foreskin. A heavy, hairless pair of balls beneath. Swollen tip, head so big that she could almost slip the tip of her pinky into the urethra.

"I bet you watched me," Lois mumbled around the cancer stick in her mouth. "I bet you were getting off on watching me get off, weren't you? Sitting here all hard. Pussy so close but no way to get it..."

The reporter didn't make the decision. She simply turned around, one hand grabbing for the invisible prick, guiding it to her cum-drenched hole as she sat down.

"Maybe I am dreaming...or crazy..." she said as giddy excitement ran through her. "...but right now I absolutely need this cock!"

Lois stared between her legs. The head of the cock felt as big as a plum. Lois watched her labia split open. Bit down on the cigarette filter as the fat, rubbery head pressed against the entrance to her love tunnel. It was plainly too big to fit. She started to rise...and invisible hands gripped her waist and pulled her down.

"Aaah!" Lois Lane moaned, the cigarette falling from her lips. Thin, strong hands gripped her, though not tightly. Lois could see their outline through the layer of jizz still coating her naked body.

"Oh fuck...fuck that's big...just give me a minute..." she said in a half-squat. A few minutes of heard breathing and the initial shock of the penetration had worn off. She couldn't see how much more of the cock there was, but Lois Lane knew that this was only the start...and she wanted it all. Or at least as much of it as she could take.

"Just gonna go slow, okay? Let me...let me set the pace. You can hold on, just let me do this on my own."