Her Cock Into Lois

Mercy Graves backed her dick out, until only the swollen head was still lodged inside of Lois Lane. The reporter gave a sigh of relief and relaxed—but Maria's grip on the reporter tightened, the strange strap-on still filling up Lois' pussy, the reporter's own new-grown dick standing tall and proud so that she found herself staring down at the strange erection that towered above her stuffed pussy.

Well, at least Mercy is pulling out. Lois thought to herself. I don't think my poor vagina could take much mo—

Lois saw Mercy move a moment before she felt it. Saw the hips slam forward as the bodyguard threw all of her strength and weight into a single hip-thrust that speared Mercy's rigid cock into and past the reporter's internal barrier. A moment before the pain hit, Lois could almost feel her cunt being rent open, the sensitive canal stretched far beyond its usual tolerance. Mercy's crotch slammed into Lois' own, her stiff prick sliding into the reporter's already-stuffed hole.

No sound came out of Lois. The scream caught in her throat, heart suddenly stopping for a moment as her brain failed to process anything except the sharp, fiery pain and pleasure emanating from her overstretched cunt. Mercy's cock and Maria's strap-on were both plugged in as deep as they could go, and all that Lois Lane could manage after a moment, when her heart began to beat again, was a ****:

"So...full..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, warm tears that dizzied her vision and started to fall stupidly over her cheeks. The reporter's prick was almost painfully stiff, but that was a mere distraction compared to the pain in her pussy. Maria cooed, relaxing her grip, hands shifting to cradle and massage Lois' breasts. Mercy leaned down and began to gently kiss Lois' face, whispering to the reporter...

"There now, it's not so bad. Your cunt is meant to pass a baby, after all. You just need to get used to it Lane." A wet kiss touched the corner of Lois' mouth. "Guess you've never had a really big one, huh Lane? Always such a proper girl, I bet. But you have no idea what the limits of your own body are...once you get over the initial shock...this is going to feel really good."

Lois let a shuddering breath out of her body. The shock was wearing off, but there was still a stabbing pain...some sort of damage done, the reporter was sure. A vaginal tear, maybe. She should tell them to get off of her...to cup her wounded pussy, to get some ointment in there to help it heal, or at least to avoid exacerbating the damage...

...but she was so damn horny.

Mercy was nuzzling the reporter's cheek now, lips finding her earlobe, nibbling gently. Maria's tits were pressing into Lois' back, and the barmaid's thumbs and forefingers had found Lois' nipples. It wasn't a three-way, it was a one-way, both women focusing their attention on Lois, and she could feel a heat building inside of herself, at once familiar and unfamiliar.

Her pussy was stretched to its limit, beyond anything she had ever taken or imagined taking, but she could feel the wetness down there and knew she wanted more stimulation. So too, her hard cock was beginning to throb and dribble, the stiff prickhead tapping sometimes against Mercy's hard abs. She wanted release. Despite all the dangers, the pain, the warning signs of body and mind, Lois found herself saying to her lovers:

"Please fuck me."