Slam-Fuck

Maria grinned, a slightly maniac smile that showed too much teeth. Her eyes widened...and then she began to move.

Still staring into Lois' eyes, Maria drew back her hips until the dual phalluses were almost out of her holes, and then slammed them back home. The reporter gasped, the breath catching in her chest at the sudden entry. Then Maria drew back again. This time, Lois clenched her legs on the woman's buttocks as she came in, turning the long thrust into a hard grind. Then out again.

Maria began to speed up. It wasn't just her hips slamming into it, her whole body was going into each pull-out-and-thrust, back arching as if she wanted to drive her own clit, which was flush with the base of the harness, down to touch Lois' womb. The reporter responded to it with her own grunts, her swollen pussy and tender ass screaming with each new violation...but she wanted it. She wanted to watch it as it happened. Because Maria was into it.

The purple-and-pink haired woman was getting a workout, reaming Lois' holes, and as she found her rhythm sweat was beading all across her face, her arms, her chest...drops beading those swinging tits that dominated Lois' vision...but Lois was watching her eyes. She could see the excitement build in Maria, saw the gradual loss of control as she sunk into the primal rutting fuck, grunting each time she slammed the twin pricks home in Lois' raw holes, causing the chair the reporter was on to shift and slam, thwap-klunk, thwap-klunk, thwap-thwap-thwap...

Lois realized she had been gripping the chair, and released it, latching her hands onto Maria's sides as the woman pounded away. She was so close, Lois, knew. The reporter could see the desperation in her eyes, the burning need to cum, past the point of no return...cops could come in with guns drawn, and Maria would hump her puffy pussy until she came or the double dicks broke through her flesh and lodged in the chair itself. She just needed...a little incentive...

"Cum for me," Lois whispered, her voice low and husky. "Fuck that pussy like you own it. Impale me on those fucking dicks. Wreck me for anyone else. I want to leave here with a pair of gaping fucking caverns." The thrusts had ceased to be individual in-and-outs. It was just a continuous burning blur as Maria's hips slammed into Lois', and the reporter was being driven into the chair by the **** of the thrusts. "Maria," she cried, and felt her own climax building—a second climax! She'd never had one of those before. Multiples were a thing that happened in porn, not real life, but she could feel herself getting off as Maria got off.

Maria stared at her, and there was something like tears in her eyes now. Lois couldn't even imagine what was going on in her head, huffing and puffing as every muscle in her body seemed to gasp and release, and only feeling tiny shocks of it going to her clit as she slammed those big, fat fucking pricks into Lois' swollen pussy and ass.

"God," Lois whispered. "I wish you could make me pregnant."

That did it. Maria buried herself to the hilt in Lois, and just started grinding, crying out in release as she shivered and shook under the **** of her orgasm—and when Maria went, it started Lois off too. A wordless shiver that shook her core, her swollen pussy and tender ass stretched wide and raw around those fat horns buried inside of her, each shiver of Maria's body sending a shock down the twin lengths.

They came, if not together, then one right after the other...and Maria collapsed on top of Lois, as they both panted in the afterglow.