Who Said You Could Cum In My Ass?

Lois Lane squeezed her asscheeks as hard as she could, to emphasize her point. Lana gripped the reporter's hips harder as the tight ring of muscle threatened to squeeze her dick off. The throbbing ball of pressure at the base of the redhead's new prick grew more intense.

"You need to cum in my pussy," Lois insisted.

"W-what?" Lana squeezed her eyes shut. She had never imagined what it must feel like for men when they were on the cusp of ejaculation, but she was feeling it now, and she didn't like it. "But you could...I was fucking your ass so you don't get pregnant!"

Lana couldn't see the look on Lois Lane's face...or how the reporter was tapping at the screen. While not a hacker herself by any means, Lois had a few hacker tools on her phone...including ways to track certain kinds of activity in apps. All she needed was for the app to send the right signal...which an unprotected ejaculation inside her pussy would do.

"I changed my mind," the reporter said. "Woman's prerogative. Besides which, I won't get pregnant right away. Still have time for Plan B. But if you cum inside me, I might be able to find out who is behind this app and where they are...and where they are, is where the missing women will be. I'm sure of it."

"You're nuts!" Lana said, sweat dripping down her forehead. The base of her cock felt like it would explode at any moment.

"Oh, come on," Lois waggled her ass, still clenched tight around her lover's demonic dick. "Don't tell me you haven't wanted to blow your load inside me since the very minute you got that dick. I'll bet knocking me up turns you on, doesn't it?"

"N-no," Lana said. "I'm...I'm a woman, I'm straight..."

"Smallville, you're cock-deep in my asshole. Now woman up and breed my cunt. We've got women to save, and I've got a story to write."

The internal struggle that Lana Lang experienced was like a lump of sugar being dissolved in a glass of absinthe. Bittersweet, intoxicating...and finished almost before it began.

With a growl of **** lust, Lana Lang ripped her cock out of the reporter's asshole—and shoved it firmly into the reporter's bare twat. Lois struggled to remain a hold on the smartphone and not drop it into the toilet, bracing herself against the wall with one hand as Lana Lang desperately pumped her cunt in a rapid pistoning desperation...and Lois never knew exactly when the hot seed was shot into her fertile depths, but her hacker tools traced the data packet announcing that fact...and a moment later, as Lana was still cumming, squeezing her dick to empty every last drop inside of Lois, she had a rough fix on the signal.

"Downstairs!" Lois said. Holding the phone with one hand, with her other the reporter spooled toilet paper into a wad to stuff up inside her pussy. "Get dressed, Lana. We're going to get to the bottom of this."

The redhead slumped against the wall, heart hammering in her chest, breasts rising and falling as she panted, the limp cock deflating slowly. She had never cum like that before...and the wondered if it was really her sperm, swimming around in Lois Lane's snatch, or that of a demon. If they were hers...well, maybe those hidden fees were worth paying.