Stay And Take It

Lois resolved herself. It was just going to be a fuck. They'd blow their load in a few minutes and she could escape...hell, she might even enjoy it. She hadn't remember the last time she'd gotten laid. Granted, being stuck in a wall and fucked from behind by a stranger wasn't her usual bag, but it was a bit kinky...

"Time's up." A hand smacked Lois' ass. "Now unless you want me to just hump you...crawl backwards. Crawl onto my cock."

The reporter gritted her teeth...and began to ease herself backwards, pushing with her arms against the floor. The tip of the dick was lined up perfectly with her vagina...and Lois gasped a little as it spread her inner lips as she reversed onto the stiff prick.

Size was always difficult to judge. In the dark, fumbling around in the sheets, you could sometimes get a hand on your partner's organ and really get a good idea of length and girth. In this situation...Lois had to focus on her lower half exclusively. To feel it sliding in as she pressed herself backwards. It felt...big, although she couldn't tell if it was actually larger than normal or only a result of her unable to see it. Lois had read somewhere about porn stars, how the cocks always felt bigger than they looked...

She continued to inch backwards, and Lois bit her lip as she got the first twinge of her pussy being stretched. The reporter knew that she'd have to hit the balls soon...but now she knew it was definitely a bit bigger than normal. The snugness made it harder to shove herself backwards on the impaling shaft, but for Lois, every inch out was an inch closer to freedom. Staring into the darkness she tried to guess how far she'd come...eight inches? Nine? She eased herself backwards.

There was an unpleasant feeling as the hard cock gouged deeper into her love canal. Definitely longer than most of her partners, and Lois wasn't used to getting dicked this deeply. So too, she could feel her juices starting to run, her body anticipating the fucking to come. The slickness made it a little easier to push herself backwards, but Lois was still afraid of how far she had to go.

"Almost there," the voice was encouraging, and Lois gave the cock a little squeeze with her pussy before inching back a little more...a little more...and finally feeling curly hairs tickle her ass. She breathed out, heavily, before the last push felt her flesh firmly meet the hips behind her, a heavy scrotum resting against Lois' thighs.

The reporter smiled, flushed with exertion, and glad her penetrator couldn't see that. She had taken the whole thing. It must have been seven or eight inches, the reporter judged, but she had taken it. Now...

Hands clamped about Lois' hips.

"Good girl," with a rough shove, Lois felt herself pushed back into the tunnel, almost the entire distance she had crawled, only the tip of the penis still within her. She gasped at the length of it scraped her cunt, and her breasts unexpectedly brushed against the floor. "Time to have some fun."