When Her Pussy And Womb Are Full To Bursting

The cum in the tub was past Lois Lane's elbows. She could scarcely imagine how many ejaculations would go into that much jizz. It would have taken hundreds of men to fill her cumbath. Maybe thousands. The average spurt of sperm from a cock was no more than a tablespoon.

Now the cock-faucet was deep inside her cunt...the little nozzle felt like it was actually holding her cervix open...and the warm, wet, seemingly inexhaustible flow was being pumped straight into her womb.

Lois Lane shuddered, trying to pull herself forward, off the faucet, but her pussy seemed to be stuck on the metal pipe. Liquid warmth sprayed into her depths and she pictured the warm, dark pocket of her womb slowly inflating, the jizz level rising until it lapped at her fallopian tubes...and maybe began to broach even those tight little crannies, all those millions of sperm seeking her eggs.

Yes, that was the fantasy, the image that had her rubbing one sticky hand against her clit, shivering in desperation as she sought to pull herself off of the pipe. The reality was, she didn't know when the faucet was going to stop...and she could already feel the painful heat inside of her, a weird pressure that reminded her of how bloated she could get during her period.

It was like a balloon filling up inside her body. Pushing against nerves, organs, muscles. Lois winced, warning signs blaring in body and brain. Her fingers slipped lower, trying to find the seam between the pipe and her pussy, to create a gap so the jizz could flow out...but try as she might, she couldn't wedge so much as a nail between her sensitive folds and the metal faucet.

She wanted to scream as the pain and pressure grew. The reporter could swear that her uterus was swelling, and the growing pressure was weighing on her bladder. The need to pee gripped her, but Lois held on, still struggling. She wasn't sure how much more of this should could take.